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[ Sighs ] Come on, Marge. Talk to me. What's going on?

Jeff, I really need some time to myself.

I have a million things to do.

Yeah, well, too bad.

So...

you and are I aren't leaving till you tell me

what's going on between you and Irina.

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Ever tell you about when I was in Manila?

Kind of hiding from... well, myself, I guess.

Jeff.

It's 95 degrees, and I'm watching these two street cats

with claws like steak knives

just circle each other in this little courtyard below,

searching for that moment to strike

and cut each other's throat, and just occasionally,

I'm reminded of that when I see you and Irina together.

I mean, most of the time, you're cozy as hell,

like you're both members of some ex-wives and widows club,

but sometimes, you and the old Contessa,

you share a look,

and I got two theories on what it's about,

and the first is that you got something on her, something bad.

I think we both know that Irina is the type of woman

who's got more than a couple of speeding tickets in her past.

Man: You could tell me that she'd done just about anything,

and I'd give it credence,

but then I think about those cats, you and her,

and what I see is that you're more afraid of her

than she is of you.

I deny...

as Peter denied his savior.

I abandoned you in death

and signed your bodies to an unmarked grave.

Adam...

please, forgive me.

And that leads me to my second theory:

She's got something on you.

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♪ You and I are cut from the same ice ♪

♪ Sincerity made us the perfect heist ♪

♪ Burning all the gold to sapphire skies ♪

♪ But the breeze is cold in paradise ♪

♪ I can feel the whispers in the street ♪

♪ Every night I shiver in my sleep ♪

♪ No reality ♪

♪ Because it's all a dream ♪

♪ Was it love? It was wild ♪

♪ Brought me to my knees ♪

♪ Sparking fires, sparring wars with expensive things ♪

♪ I tiptoe right round my baby ♪

♪ All this world is mad, mad crazy ♪

♪ Was it love? ♪

♪ It was wild, brought me to my knees ♪

♪ Sparking fires, sparring wars with expensive things ♪

♪ I tiptoe right round my baby ♪

♪ All this world is mad, mad crazy ♪

After Constantine's death,

and that whole thing came out of nowhere,

the explosion, the body, the investigations,

the accusations.

Everything just spinning and swirling around me.

I felt like I had no solid ground to stand on.

Whenever I thought...

there was someone or something I could depend on,

it just gave way underneath me...

and then there was Adam.

Together, we uncovered some secrets about his father,

and we kept them from the rest of the family.

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And then I found out how much he lied to me...

...and I found out what his real feelings were towards me...

Hey!

...what he thought was going on between the two of us.

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He forced himself on me.

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[ Sighs ] Just please don't walk away from me.

Okay? You're the only real family I have.

Why would I do that?

I'm your guardian angel, aren't I?

Is that why he went into hiding?

Adam -- because he thought you'd tell the cops,

and is that why Irina is on your case?

I believed what he told me.

He convinced me that Constantine had cheated on me

since the day that we met, and that wasn't true.

I was the woman that Constantine loved

until the day that he died,

and then there was the anger,

anger so full and so deep

that I thought I could never get rid of it.

Okay. Well, here is what we're going to do.

We're going to track him down,

and we're going to drag him in front of a judge.

Okay? I mean, I don't care what you've heard

about conviction rates for rape.

I know this attorney -- -Jeff.

...know this guy back in the States,

and he will screw him up against the wall.

He will wish that he never raised a finger against you.

I mean, I...Look.

I-I know that the system here is weird as shit,

but justice is justice...

-Jeff, please. -...and we -- No.

We put this fucker away and -- and --

Adam is dead.

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I killed him.

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Look. It was self-defense.

There's no reason that you need to keep suffering

like this and keep it to yourself.

We'll go to cops, and we'll lay it all out.

-I can't do that. -It's all right.

There was a struggle. Okay?

And you did what you had to do.

You -- you -- you what, you hit him with something?

No! Listen to me!

It didn't happen right there in my bed.

It's still a defense!

If it was an hour later or 2 hours,

Irina would understand.

Stop!

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I lured him to Constantine's boat.

We set sail for the middle of the ocean.

I kissed him, and I tricked him into telling me the truth.

Then I took a knife, and I killed him.

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I dumped his body overboard.

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I did it for Constantine,

for what Adam did to my husband!

I did it to get rid of the pain and the anger buried inside.

You understand that, don't you?

Adam betrayed the family.

He lied to all of us so easily.

I had to do something. You're not listening to me!

Yeah. I am listening, and what I'm hearing is,

"I killed my husband's son in cold-blooded revenge,

and I want to you tell me that's okay",

but I'm not going to do that, sweetheart.

I didn't have a choice.

Yeah. You did: Kill him or not kill him,

and you made your choice, and now you got to own it.

Don't ask me to make it better.

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Dr. Renaud says that she'll ring us later this morning,

and, uh, then we'll need to leave...

right away.

I, um...

I want to see Georgina.

But you did see her.

She's with someone else.

I know.

I need her to know that I'm alive.

I need it.

Just when we've worked out our future together?

I mean, why -- why ruin that after

all we've been through together? What's the matter?

Wh -- wh -- what -- what is it?

Sit. Sit down. Sit.

[ Gasping, groaning ]

Just, um...

It's coming.

In a matter of hours,

you'll be in the best possible hands.

We have to get away.

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♪ I got a feeling inside me ♪

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♪ I don't know why, I don't know why ♪

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♪ I can't stop to mess around ♪

♪ Like a brand-new -- ♪

I know that what I did was a -- a terrible thing.

Thirty-one states would execute you for it.

I took charge of a situation,

and I stopped it from getting worse.

Hm.

You didn't stamp on a bug

or snuff out a candle.

You took another person's life.

You ended him.

You ended all his possibilities.

You wanted to play God and take over the way you wanted,

and now you -- What, you want my sympathy?

Just try to understand from my position,

especially given everything that you know about me.

No, no, no, no.

You don't get to play that card, not with me.

No, no. I, uh...

"I got this way because my daddy was a murderer, too?"

I don't care if -- Despite all the shit

that your father pulled back when you were a kid,

it does not let you off the hook for murder.

I -- I'm sorry what happened back then.

I really am.

I'm sorry for what happened with Adam,

but it scares me to think that you sat down one day,

and you said to yourself,

"The right thing to do is to murder that guy,"

and then you went ahead and did it,

and you came back to this fucking place,

and you lived every day with his brother

and his sister and his mother, Irina.

That's what's between you two, isn't it...

you and Irina?

She knows what you did.

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For the sake of the family, we decided,

"What good would it do anyone if the truth came out?"

Oh, no. Come on. Give me a break!

"For the sake of the family?"

Who the fuck are you? Who talks like that?

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How much more fucked up can this shit get?

You know what? I had a really great time here,

but I think it's time for me to go.

Yeah. I think maybe you should.

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-Hey, you're wearing it. -Yeah, of course, I am.

I bought it at auction.

It was a gift from Keats to his beloved.

-Really? -Mm-hmm.

He gave her that in his sonnet, "Bright Star."

Ah, my favorite line,

"So live ever, or else swoon to death."

Oh, my God.

I thought we could do something tonight.

Yeah? We could, um, go somewhere where we can eat oysters

and have Chablis?

-Yes to the Chablis. -Mm-hmm.

No to the oysters.

Why?

They make me green.

Why would I want to eat something that's still alive?

Well, that's kind of the point, isn't it?

Yeah? It is.

[ Laughs ]

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Oh.

So...

kiss for your old mother?

I should back in a few days.

Okay, look, I-I don't get it.

I mean, you hate Joan Fullerton.

I do not!

When did I ever -- -Last week.

Yeah, y-you said that she's the dullest women you've ever met.

Well, everybody deserves a second chance, darling.

Bye, darling.

You don't have to lie to us if it's just a dirty weekend!

I just wanted a nice goodbye,

and you're both giving me a headache!

I'm just going away for a few days, that's all.

I mean, please, l--

Well, let's not part on bad terms.

What the fuck was that about?

And why is nobody talking about all the shit

that generations of this family have buried?

And I'm curious.

I wonder what Pa knew about all this business.

Aren't you?

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No!

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Laurent?

Um, darling, listen.

If you care for me at all, just turn around and walk away.

So there is a mystery man.

Well, I've got to admit, not what I expected.

Nico Eltham. Nice to meet you.

This is an old friend.

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Constantine.

Constantine and I know each other from way back.

It's a long story.

I have time.

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-Oh, no. -This is your father.

No. Henry Eltham is my father.

I have his eyes!

Nico.

No, he's supposed to be dead, and he's a damn crook!

We, um...

We had to buy some time for him to recover from his injuries.

Wow, wow, wow, wow.

Wow, y-you drank cocktails with his wife

and talked business,

while -- while the husband, that she thinks is dead,

is weaving baskets right under her nose.

Are you insane?

That's enough.

What about his family --

Georgina, Clios, his sons, his daughter?

[ Sighs ]

Fuck you!

Nico, please. Nico, please, listen!

Listen, Nico! Listen! We can talk about this!

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[ Sighs ] Look. We've got to get going.

[ Door closes ]

Uh, Laurent is -- -Cassandra.

...ready to drive us to the boat and --

Cassandra, stop! Stop!

Our secret just walked out the door.

It's just a matter of time before Georgina finds out.

I don't want her to hear it from somebody else.

She needs to hear it from me.

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-Georgina? -Cassandra, hi.

Cassandra: I need you to come to the fort.

Right now?

Is there a problem? -No.

It's not a problem.

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Cassandra...

is everything okay?

What is this about?

There's a story that I've been wanting to tell you --

from the moment I first met you, really.

It's that tired, old story of a girl who meets a boy,

falls in love.

But it transpired that their love was not to be,

and in all the years that followed,

she never forgot about it.

The girl was me.

And the boy became a man

who collected great art, and was head of a bank.

Are you talking about Constantine?

What, the two of you were lovers?

My own husband was a very good man in many ways,

and he loved Daphne and Nico as if they were his own children.

Georgina: Cassandra, are you saying

that the father of Daphne and Nico --

Was Constantine.

And you're telling me this now?

Why?

Cassandra, what is this?

He loved you from the moment you met.

He told me that.

Told you when?

I first saw Constantine again, after 30 years,

the day the yacht was blown up.

Were you on the yacht?

No.

You saw him before that?

Did he talk to you about me?

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Cassandra!

I saw him...

after the explosion.

Don't.

I saw him, too, at the mortuary.

Please, don't play games!

What if I told that the body that you saw at the mortuary...

...was not Constantine?

What if I told you...

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...that Constantine is still alive?

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No!

No!

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[Screams]

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How could you fucking do this to me?

Georgina, he's not strong.

Nothing from you!

Not a word.

How fucking could you?

Every minute of every day, you let me believe you were dead!

You let me wake up every morning, and always,

there was this one moment just before I remembered,

"My husband is dead."

Except he's not.

He never was!

And on top of all that, every day,

finding out some new shit about you --

the lies you told...

Georgina, this isn't the way I planned it.

When the boat blew up, it blew my life apart,

just as it did yours.

Oh, you think so?

Don't you fucking dare!

While I'm dealing with this mess you left behind,

you and your old flame are reliving the good old days

with another bottle of Chateau Margaux.

Georgina, it wasn't like that.

When I found him, he was close to death.

Please believe me.

I never meant to hurt you. I -- I...

Would you please leave us alone?

I need to talk to my husband.

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Georgina, I have spent endless days and hours

trying to figure out a way to make things right for you.

Georgina: When were you going to tell me about your little plan

for us to sail off into the sunset on the Marjorie?

I couldn't tell you.

I couldn't tell you until the time was right.

I didn't want to leave a trail,

and I had to make arrangements for us to live well.

I would have lived in a tin shack with you.

Don't you understand what losing you did to me?

Do you have any idea what I did to protect your memory?

I loved you.

And what about your children?

Were you just gonna leave them behind?

They're grown now. They can take care of themselves.

I provided for them.

Okay. Well, tell yourself that if it makes it easier.

Even before you disappeared,

Christos was breaking under the weight

of his father's greatness.

Every boy needs to become a man.

Did you know about his heroin addiction?

After you were gone, things didn't get any easier for him.

Your Russian friends --

they kidnapped him, tortured him.

They pulled his fucking teeth out.

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What about...

Adriana and Adam?

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Adriana still adores you.

And Adam...

Well, he was always a law unto himself.

I think you benefited from my death.

This?

It's easier to make a myth out of a dead man.

That's not what I meant.

It afforded you time to spend with your friend, Noah.

You have some fucking nerve.

You disappear,

you shack up with your long-lost love,

and you give me a hard time for turning to someone for support?

Is that what you call it? Support?

Is it serious?

I don't know.

I didn't think you would be around to ask me that.

Georgina, is there no way that we can find to fix this?

My father died.

I heard.

I'm sorry.

Georgina: For the first time since I was probably 12 years old,

I went back to the house that I grew up in,

and it helped me make sense of my life, what I'm capable of.

I've done some things that I'm not proud of since you died.

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Whatever my stupid plans made you do, I don't judge.

I forgive it.

Some things you shouldn't forgive.

And you don't deserve to know.

I don't understand.

It's best that you don't.

Goodbye, Constantine.

Georgina, please.

Georgina!

Georgina!

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He's all yours.

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Georgina!

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[Cellphone rings]

[Cellphone rings]

Hi.

Adriana: Hey!

Um, so, I was thinking for tonight, a table at Nobu, 7:30?

Are you okay with that?

Yeah, yeah. Sounds good.

-Cool. -Sure.

I'll see you then.

See you in a bit.

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[Facetime beeping]

Hey. It's Mr. Good Times.

You want to let me in?

Kids these days, what are you going to do?

They grow up so fast.

[Laughs]

What do I know?

I never had any.

Georgina is the closest I ever came to that.

But I got to say...

she still surprises me.

Did something happen?

You know, I mean, I really felt a flicker of something

that first time we met in New York.

You're drunk.

That may be.

But in the morning, I'll be sober,

and you will still be a fine-looking woman.

Do you want to see how not-drunk I am?

Uh-huh.

The skunk sat on the stump.

The skunk said the stump stunk.

The stump said the skunk stunk.

Which one stunk -- the skunk or the stump?

Very impressive.

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How does it feel

to know that your firstborn son was murdered by Georgina?

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Pretty neat little pact the two of you made.

I'm still trying to figure out which one of you sold your soul

and which one is the Devil.

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Hey! I found Keats' gravestone in Rome.

"Here lies one whose name was writ in water."

It's Catullus.

What?

Keats, he stole it.

I love his words, "May well as been written on the wind

or in the rushing water."

Okay.

Hey, what's going on?

-This thing between us... -Monsieur?

No. Thank you.

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...between us, it's not going to work.

Are you serious?

What are you talking about?

We're just not a good match, okay?

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Yeah, you're right.

The sex was fine, but, I mean, you're not my type,

and you're way too old.

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Hey!

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You know, Irina, it's --

it's kind of like my old teacher,

Mrs. Vincent, used to say --

"I'm not angry with you, Jeff.

I'm just disappointed."

Except I am angry.

You think it's your anger I'm in fear of,

your forgiveness I want.

Do you think I care what you think of me?

You -- the guest at the party who won't go home?

The funny guy with his stories and his ex-wives

who has nothing to show for his life?

I got to say...

touched you know me so well.

So, what was your plan -- hold on to your little secret

for the next 10, 15 years maybe?

Let it burn away inside you?

I made my confession today.

That must have taken a while.

Sorry.

But it didn't make a moment's difference.

I've realized the truth.

What is the truth?

Even if God can forgive me...

my children never will.

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Christos: You okay?

Why do I always get it wrong?

Get what wrong?

Who I fall for.

Did he hurt you?

No.

I fucking warned him.

Christos, please, don't!

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I'm sorry...

but I can't lose him again.

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No, no.

Just -- just get some rest.

[Door opens]

Nico: Mom.

Nico.

Georgina.

I'm sorry. I...

Cassandra: It's okay.

I thought I --

I thought I might have a moment...

with my father.

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I realize how hot-headed my reaction must have seemed

to hearing you were my father.

But I was surely forgivable.

After all, I started the day with all my pieces in place.

I was the well-bred son of aristocratic blood

with a claim to a modest estate.

I had a growing list of high-profile buyers.

There was even a girl --

extraordinary creature.

That was this morning.

Now, what am I? Hmm?

A bastard son.

A greasy, Latin thug.

A mongrel boy

whose long-lost father -- and here's the kicker --

is father to the girl he fell for.

Adriana.

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My real father...

is Henry Eltham.

And when he died, my world fell apart.

Have you ever lost someone so central,

so vital to your life?

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I was rebuilding my life --

letting light into dark.

Even falling in love was a possibility.

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And then, you had to come along,

and poison my descent with your unwanted DNA.

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You will not take my father's gift from me.

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I won't let you.

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Mom!

Georgina, come quickly!

Cassandra: Why? Why? Wh -- what is it? What...

I don't know what happened! He -- he just stopped breathing.

He just stopped breathing!

Constantine. Constantine!

Constantine! Call an ambulance!

My -- my -- my phone. Nico, help me.

Nico, help me. Help me!

No, I -- I'll call -- I'll call Dr. Renaud.

Come on, Constantine. Come on!

[Monitor beeping rapidly]

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Georgina.

Georgina.

Georgina, there's no point.

He's gone.

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♪ Was it love? ♪

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♪ Brought me to my knees ♪

♪ Sparking fires, sparring wars with expensive things ♪

♪ I tiptoe right round, my baby ♪

♪ All this world is mad, mad crazy ♪

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