All language subtitles for Maddies.Secret.2025

You want salsa?

Ooh!
Hey!

Sorry!
What the hell?

Watch where you're going.

Like, what is she doing?

Madison Maddie Ralph!
You're late.

Would you hush,

and make sure
no one comes through that door?

I'm half naked.
I got you.

Thanks, Deena.

So, what's your excuse?
You sleep through your alarm,

your hubby have
some morning wood

that needed servicing?

Oh, my God.

Deena, it's not even ten o'clock

and you're already
talking about sex.

Yeah, well, you were supposed
to be here at 09:00 a.m.

to help me prep ingredients
for Her Majesty's video.

So, yeah,
I'm a little hot and bothered.

Emphasis on "bothered."

I'm really, really sorry, Deena.

You know I'm never late,
but on my run over here,

I got totally distracted
by an idea

for a new dish.

Maddie Ralph,
when will you learn

to stay in your place?
The only dishes that you need

to be thinking about
are the ones

that need washing.

Today, I'll be making
cacio e pe...

I guess we'll have
to take that again.

All right, everybody, settle.

I'll take my own action, Kyle,
in five, four...

Hi, everyone.

Welcome to the GourMaybe
Test Kitchen.

I'm Emily Brown,
but you know that.

And today, I'll be making
cacio e pepe balls.

So, this new dish idea of yours
must be pretty special

to make teacher's pet so tardy.

It's kind of my take
on the smash burger.

Vegetarian, of course.
It's a little Mexican,

a little Filipino...
Hmm.

A little, well, me.
Sounds amazing.

Like, well, you.

When I was jogging over here,
Los Angeles was speaking to me.

The sun, the street vendors,

all the crazy stuff
going on right now

in graphic design.

And then I smelled the most
beautiful jasmine bush,

and it all came together.

And then what,
a bird landed on your shoulder,

and you sang together
in perfect harmony?

I swear to God, Maddie,

it's like you're out
of some modernday fairy tale.

You're perfect.

Trust me, Deena,
I'm anything but.

Oh, smash me a burger
Between two soft buns

Oh, my God.
Would you shut up?

Don't you have some balls
to handle, Emily?

What would you know
about balls, dyke?

Play nice.
We've got content to make.

All right, everybody, settle.

Hey! I want this place sparkling
by tomorrow morning, okay?

Sir, yes, sir.
Of course, Zach.

Emily, you leaving?

You want me
to walk you to your car?

Oops.

I somehow missed these.

What?
You're hilarious.

I know.

"Would you two shut up?"

I don't get it.
What does she have against me?

You're better looking
and you're better at cooking.

Deena, she may be a little mean
to me sometimes,

but Emily Brown
is a genius chef,

and a total badass.
And you're a saint.

Thanks for the ride, Deena.

Oh, Deena, the door's stuck.
Oh, sorry.

There you go.

Thanks.

Oh, sorry, sorry.
It's still...

There it is.

It's a little finicky.

Good night.

Good night.

Hey, Maddie!

Don't you ever get tired
of being such a good girl?

No.

Thirteen... 14...

Hi, Jake.

Hello, my beautiful wife.
How was work?

Emily chewed my head off again.

Have you eaten anything yet?

I had some candy and some chips.

That's not food, Jake.

So, how did I eat it?
You'll eat anything.

I'll eat
whatever's in front of me.

Can I make you some real food?

After, after. Come here.

Did we throw away
that mango pickle

from the Indian we ordered?
No.

And do we still have eggplant?

You most certainly do.

Very funny, Jake.

I need to go try something
in the kitchen.

Sensual.

What are you doing?

What does it look like
I'm doing?

Filming me without my consent.

I'm not gonna post it,
but you could.

Jake.

Maddie, I'm hungry. What's next?

Well, I'm essentially making
a tortang talong,

which is one
of my favorite Filipino dishes.

It's kind of like
an eggplant omelet.

This is so stupid.
No, it's not.

You have no idea
how ravishing you look, Maddie.

Likely story.
Keep going.

The key to maximum flavor,
like with the smash burger,

is, well...

smashing.

I'm just gonna dredge it
in some egg.

This dish does have

major breakfast sandwichy
hangover vibes.

And then I'm gonna throw that
in a pan on medium high,

and almost baste it
in more of that egg mixture.

Whenever I edit food content,

the clients always ask me
to make cuts

right after the loudest sounds.

Mmhmm.

What's wrong, baby?

I just wanted to make my husband
some dinner,

and now, I'm in postproduction.

I thought this was your dream,

to be the vegetarian Nigella,
or the millennial Alice Waters.

I'm passionate about food, Jake,
not social media.

You have a gift, Maddie, okay?

And you should share it
with the world.

Do you wanna be
a dishwasher forever?

Do you want Emily to win?

I'll work my way up
to the kitchen like she did,

like all my heroes did.
This is cheating.

Well, I wanna fix
our roof, okay?

I wanna have a kid with you,

and be able
to put it through college.

Me too, Jake. You know that.

Then what is this really about?

I don't...

I don't like the way I look.

Are you kidding me?

That girl right there
is a knockout, Maddie, okay?

That girl right there
is beautiful.

If by beautiful,
you mean puffy, then yeah,

I guess I'm beautiful.

You sound like your mother.

Fuck it.
Since when do you curse?

I'll post it tonight.

I'll post it right now.

That's my girl. Come here.

No!

Six hundred thousand views.

What do you mean?
Six hundred thousand people

and a few bots shared the video
you posted last night.

I... I don't believe you.

You're crazy.

I'm not crazy.

That's a six
followed by five zeros.

Don't tell me you didn't look.

I try to stay off that app.

Let me guess,
you don't have a TV either?

Oh, my God, Maddie.

Jake said
the video was doing well,

but not that well.
What does Jake know?

A lot about editing, mind you.

And he knows all the tricks
to keep people in a stupor

on their phones. It's his job.

It's not Jake's editing

people are
responding to, Maddie,

it's you.
It's the food.

The food that you cooked.

Why won't you let yourself

be excited about this?

I guess
I just don't believe it yet.

Then you better start
believing it.

Six hundred thousand people
see what I see in you.

I told you I'm not crazy.

Oh, my God.

Well, well, well.

Looks like
our little dishwasher's

all grown up.

Deena, am I in...
Maddie Ralph!

My office! Now!
Trouble?

When you were hired
at GourMaybe,

you signed a contract.
Do you remember that?

Uh, I... I think so.

Why don't you go ahead
and read some

of the highlighted clauses here?

Page three, paragraph seven.
Um...

"All staff are prohibited

from posting
original foodrelated content

to their personal
social media accounts

unless vetted by,
or in collaboration

with GourMaybe
Media Incorporated."

But I'm just a dishwasher.
Keep reading!

"Any recipe developed by staff
while employed at GourMaybe

is automatically owned
and copyrighted

by GourMaybe
Media Incorporated."

Take it. I don't care.
As long as I can keep my job.

Delete it
from your personal account

immediately!
Of course.

So that we can release it
as a GourMaybe digital original.

Okay.

I'm sure Emily will do
a great job with it.

No, Maddie.
We want you to be in the video.

What?

How would you like to be
a recipe developer

here at GourMaybe?

Attention! Ladies and gentlemen,

I'd like to announce
the newest GourMaybe chef,

and oncamera talent,
Maddie Ralph, right?

Come on!

Right? Can you believe it?

Jake! Jake!
Hey, baby, what's up?

They're bumping me up
to oncamera.

What?

I'm gonna get
to make my own recipes

and share them with the world.

I'm gonna get a salary
and a big one at that.

We can have a kid.
I'm a GourMaybe girl.

It goes like this, okay?

My girl, then GourMaybe girl.
Come here.

Um, I should...
I should probably call my mom,

and tell her the good news.
Okay.

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Unless you want me there
for moral support.

No, no, no.
You go rinse off, sweetie.

I'll be okay.
Okay.

I'm so proud of you.
Thank you.

Man. So cool.

Hey, Siri?
Uhhuh?

Call Mom.

It wasn't the
normal feeling of intuition.

It was... something colder.

Yeah.

Hey, Mom. How you doing?

Is black mold real?

I... I... I think so.

The landlord sent
these two boys over

with their little
detector thingies.

I think it's a racket.
I smoked them out anyway.

One of them kept staring
at my tits.

The other one
was shaking like a leaf.

Uhhuh.

Well, um, in terms
of how I'm doing,

I just wanted to call

and tell you
some pretty exciting news.

Oh, golly gee, what is it?

They're making me
a recipe developer

at GourMaybe.

I don't know what that means.

Well,
it... it means I'll get

a pretty big raise.
Oh, no fair.

And they're gonna put me
in their digital originals,

which are really
very popular. Oof.

What, Mom?

Oh, you know what they say.

The camera adds ten pounds.

You know
how many years it took me

to get over my disorder, Mother?

Please don't talk to me
like that.

I mean, these things

never really go away,
do they, dear?

I should probably go cook dinner
for Jake.

Aw, aren't you
lucky to have a man around.

Goodbye, Mom. I love you.

Ah, this damn knee.

I'm hungry.

I think we're out
of that small batch white miso.

I'll order us
some Fig and Mortar.

Get a bottle of natty wine.

We gotta celebrate
your promotion.

No, no, I'm happy to cook.

What'd she say this time?

She just...

She just couldn't be happy
for me, that's all.

Baby, come here, come here.

Come here.

No.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me, Jake.

God damn it, Maddie.
I'm close already.

You want me to pull out?
No. No!

Oh, fuck.
Maddie! That's a good girl!

That's a good girl!

You're perfect.

Mm! Oh, my God.
The mangoSriracha aioli. Mm.

And the crispy jasmine rice trio

adds just the right amount
of crunch.

And I don't miss the meat.

Feel good, Maddie?
I think so.

Then that's a cut.

And that's a wrap on Maddie's
first GourMaybe video!

Yeah!

You're a natural, Maddie.
You tore, you ate.

Oh, thanks, Kyle.

Oh, she ate all right.

Didn't your mother
ever teach you

not to speak
with your mouth full?

Jesus fucking Christ, Zach,

you need to order
some small aprons.

For me, at least.

Get me
to three million subscribers,

and then we'll talk.

So, you basically input
all your trauma,

and it links you up
with a therapist.

And it's all over FaceTime?

I, like, don't even leave
my bed.

Does it help
with executive functioning?

One hundred percent.

Okay, you convinced me.
I'll get the app.

Huh. Holy fucking shit.
Maddie, you killed it.

A star is born.
Aw, thanks, Deena.

You didn't think I was awkward?

What? You were totally yourself,
unlike fakeass Emily.

Hey, it's not a competition.
Oh, right, right.

Deena, can I ask you a question?

Shoot.
How do you get so toned?

You've been checking me out?

I'm just noticing.
I'll tell you.

I go to this queer gym.
It's radically inclusive.

None of that
toxic gym bro stuff.

Actually, I'm going
to this crazy movement class

after work. Come with me.

And I would be allowed?
Just... some ally?

Trust me, Maddie.

Everyone there
would really like you.

Hi.

Hi!

Hey, look who it is!
Hey!

Hi. Everyone's so friendly here.

Why wouldn't they be?

We have a new friend
joining the class today.

Let's give Maddie
a big queer welcome.

All right, let's hit it.
Five, six, seven, uh!

All right, let's get moving.
Whoo!

Come on, Maddie.
But I don't know the moves.

Your body does.
Move those hips. Let's go.

Okay.

Hip, hip, hip, hip.
Let's go, let's go.

Roll shoulders, roll shoulders.
And back, and back.

And right, and left.
And let's go faster.

And right, left, right.
Let's pump that chest.

Chest, chest, chest.
Double time. Uh, uh!

Show me what you got!
Show me what you got!

Show me, show me,
show me what you got!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Mm! Oh, my God!

Aw, look at that stretch!

Mm!

No!

Oh, my God!
No! Oh, my God!

I swear by this.

This is amazing!
I love Fly By Jing.

Jake! Oh, my God!

I feel so bad.
I've never done this.

Maddie!
Why did she get to...

It's a friend of mine.

What the hell?
Everything okay, Kyle?

I lightly dented
some camera equipment,

and they deducted
the repair cost

from my paycheck.

They can't do that.
Let me take it up with Zach.

Wow. Thanks, Maddie.

Oh, come on, Zach.

She's such a tryhard
Suzy Homemaker.

What can I say?

The unwashed masses love her.

Her first video got
1.5 million views,

and it got written up
by Here We Go magazine.

Yeah, but did you read
the comments?

"Go easy on the aioli, Maddie."
"Maddie the Fatty."

God, you're such
a fucking bitch.

I love it.

It makes me so fucking hard.

No.

Jake?

Jake?

Maddie, are you okay?
Not much.

I didn't know you were home.

Did you puke?

I'm pregnant.

What?

Now, ideally, you're going
for a Gruyere,

a Fontina, a Taleggio,

but in a pinch, you could use
Monterey Jack,

Colby Jack, Pepper Jack...

We'll hold, I guess.

And this is Emily.
She put GourMaybe on the map.

It's really nice
to meet you guys.

I'm, um, a huge fan of the show.

What are you making?

So, these are
crispy potato skins

with a Cool Ranch Labneh dip.

Yeah, we're doing a series
on elevated game day snacks.

Do you mind?
Go for it.

It's fun.

You certainly don't skimp
on flavor.

No, she doesn't.

As someone who actually watches
a lot of sports,

this assignment
came easily to me.

And a guy's girl. I love it.

Psst.

You sure
you wanna be caught talking

to some lowly dishwasher?
Deena! Who are those people?

Oh, the executive producers
of The Boar.

I just watched
this talk they gave at South By on YouTube.

They are total geniuses.
It's effervescent.

The Boar?

You gotta be kidding me, Maddie.

No, I'm not kidding you, Deena,
and you better tell me fast

because they're coming over here
right now.

Oh, The Boar is
about a restaurant,

but really,
it's about so much more.

It's also the hottest show
on TV right now.

Oh, that's right.
You don't have a TV.

And this is Maddie,
our newest chef,

but already gaining
quite a following.

Hi.

And what do we have here?

This is a Rotel dip,
but made with French techniques.

How is that possible?

Well, instead of using Velveeta,
I start with the b�chamel,

and slowly incorporate
quality cheeses.

Damn. She's good.

And her dip's good too.

What the hell was that?

Oh, sorry, Maddie,
what the "heck" was that?

Sit down. Let me explain.

The Boar is looking to hire
their new culinary producer

for their sixth season.

And Disney wants FX
to pull somebody

from the Cond� Nast talent pool.

Culinary producer?

They need a new chef
to make a real menu

for the fake restaurant
on the show.

But they need somebody
with a vision.

Somebody that's a star.

They're gonna document
the whole thing with BTS content

and pair that with each episode.

But it's gonna be
very highbrow, cinematic AF,

chef's table.
So, you know, be camera ready.

So, it's down to us?

Yeah, what about all the other
amazing chefs here?

I submitted you two...

'cause you're
the two biggest stars I got.

And admittedly...

I like to watch you two
go at it.

Someone's got
a little baby bump.

What?

You're just a little fuller
in the tummy.

It's beautiful.

Hey, I was thinking
we could pig out

on something stanky tonight,
like Thai street food,

and that new place
from Frogtown.

We haven't really
celebrated yet, you know?

Hmm.

Maddie, we'll be honest,
we're very excited about you.

You have quite a few fans
over here at The Boar.

We know
you're just starting out,

but your food already has
a real identity.

It's both youthful and timeless.

It's full of verve,
but never pretentious.

It sends a message,
and it tastes fucking good.

Thank you, guys.
That... That really means a lot.

We wanna know what your vision
for season six would be.

Put together a presentation
of sorts,

but take that
to mean whatever you want.

Cook for us, take us out,
make a short film, a painting.

We don't care.

The important thing is
to tell a story.

What?

It's just that
ever since I was a little girl,

I always felt like cooking was
a form of storytelling.

You're speaking our language.
Cool.

Sorry to interrupt
the circle jerk,

but did you guys get any word
from Disney on Maddie's chances?

Well, they are
a little concerned

about her... stats.
What do you mean?

Your socials are weak.

We need to beef up your presence
in the digital sphere.

You have
some fierce competition.

That's one word for her.
I... I... I mean, "it."

Strong! Power!

Confidence! Let's go!

Let's freestyle now.
What?

Step, step, hit and hit!

Step, step, hit and hit!

Your personality comes out here!

Yeah, pump it, pump it.

You like that?
Yeah, yeah.

And pump, pump. Let's go! Pump!

Pump, pump!
And whack it, and whack it!

Come on, Maddie, you baddie!
Sorry.

Thank you guys so much!

Y'all hot right now?

Maddie, remember,
it's not about getting it right,

or being the best in class
all the time, girl.

It's about letting the groove
move through your body,

going with the flow,
and having fun.

Groove and flow, got it.

You forgot fun, mama.

Maddie, have you watched
The Boar yet?

No.
You can use my Hulu login.

I don't care
if you know my password.

I haven't yet.

I feel like I was just getting
my bearings at GourMaybe,

and now I'm supposed
to fight like hell

to be some food stylist
on a TV show?

Oh, my God.

Maddie, what they're doing
over there

is so much more
than just food styling.

Totally. It all sounds
so elevated and cool.

I guess I just don't wanna get
my hopes up.

Oh, you'll understand it
once you watch it.

Uhhuh.
We could binge it together.

Aw, thanks,
but Jake would kill me

if I didn't watch it with him.
He loves The Boar.

Oh, right. Jake.

Deena, are you okay?
God.

You know, Maddie,
since your promotion,

it's like you don't have time
for me anymore.

Like, you forgot about
all the little people.

Deena...
I didn't choose

any of this.

I feel so out of control.

Uh, it's all just happening
to me.

Uhhuh. Sure about that?

What are you trying to say?
It's funny.

I really thought
we were best friends,

but I guess you always saw me
as more of a coworker,

an occupational hazard.
Of course we're friends.

Deena, aren't you gonna
give me a ride?

We always carpool
after dance class.

Yeah.

Do you mind catching a lift?
You're kinda out of the way.

Hey, hey, hey.

It's just me.

Jake, that was scary.
What are you doing?

I know. I'm sorry.
I have a surprise for you.

Come on.
Okay.

I got you.

Look.

A buddy of mine from Middlebury

makes these really dope replicas
of Amish furniture.

He made this for his kid
and they don't need it anymore.

Isn't it beautiful?

It's... It's a little early.

I'm sorry.
I guess I'm just excited.

Am I the only one here that is?

Of course I'm excited, Jake,

but people normally wait
to get to the first trimester

before they start making
these kinds of decisions.

It could so easily go wrong,
you know?

Why would you say that?

What is that?

I was gonna tell you.
Your mom signed us up

for this monthly
frozen meat thing.

That bitch.
I'll eat it, okay?

Throw the steaks away
right now, Jake.

But...
you're so passionate

about reducing
food waste, Maddie.

I don't eat meat!

Hi, guys. It's Maddie Ralph here

in the sunny
GourMaybe Test Kitchen.

Today, I am determined
to prove to you

how much caramelization
you can get out of tofu.

Now, when people...

Take your time.

Kyle, why don't we, um,
start over?

Okay, can everyone
please keep their work

to a low hum?

Yeah, Kyle, it's fine.
We'll just take it again.

Oh, my God,
I'm so fucking stupid.

No, you're fine, Kyle.

Were we being too loud
for you, Maddie?

No, I actually wanted
to redo my intro anyway,

so...
Hi, I'm Maddie.

Nice to meet you.
Oh, I know who you are.

My friends and I are obsessed
with your recipes.

I'm Erin.
I'm the new you, I guess.

Or the old you?

Hi, Erin,
thank you for your kind words.

Dishwashing can be
thankless sometimes,

but remember that this company
could not exist without you.

I would know.

Thanks, Maddie.

I think we should...
Sorry to overshare.

What's up?
But...

I used to have
a really disordered relationship

to food. I mean, who doesn't?

Totally.

And I just have to say
it's really fucking refreshing

to see a woman
with an actually healthy body

making food content right now.

What do you mean by "healthy"?

You know, healthy, normal.
Like, not scary thin.

It's badass.

Kyle, can we take lunch now?
I'll finish this later.

Okay.

What's the matter?

Zach's spunk taste weird?

I wouldn't know.
What's that supposed to mean?

Emily! You want a ride?

No.

Hey, Erin, I've got those.
You go home.

What? I... I could never let you
wash these.

To be honest,
I... I kind of miss it.

If you say so.

Deena...

I don't know what I did wrong,

but I could really use
a best friend right now.

Best friends don't keep secrets.

What?

You're hiding things from me.

It's hurting you,

and it's making me look
like a fool.

Fuck!
Deena, I promise

I'm not hiding anything
from you.

I just really, really need
your help.

My presentation for The Boar
is in three weeks,

and I swear to God,

it's like I can't even remember
what I... like about food.

Maddie.
Just come over this weekend,

and let's cook together
like the old days.

You can be my sous.

Yes, chef.

Oh, my God, Deena!

Deena! Stop!

More time.

How's it looking?

Oh!

Mm!
Oh, my God!

God, you know
I don't like to throw

this word around, Maddie,
but you really are a genius.

The Boar would be lucky
to have you.

It was pretty good, wasn't it?

Oh.

Oh, shit.
Who is it?

This married chick I'm banging.
I'm driving her crazy.

Do you mind if I take this
on your porch?

You really are
something else, Deena.

Hey, baby, what's wrong?

But I don't like stealing away
for a measly taste.

I want all of you.

I want that too.
It's just I'm married.

You're driving me crazy.
How about a weekend in Ojai?

You, me, natural wine, my strap.

Deena's girlfriend: Fuck.

Why don't we talk about this
inperson?

Deena's girlfriend: Deena...
I can swing by tonight.

Deena's girlfriend: You know
exactly what will happen.

I'm free at 09:00 a.m.

Deena's girlfriend:
But what about my schedule?

What's going on in here?

I think I have food poisoning.

Maddie, I know you,
and I know when you're lying.

Deena, I'm not lying.
And you know me,

and you know
I hate being lied to.

Hey, hey.

It's okay, I'm here.

I had stuff around food
when I was younger,

and it's coming up again.

I'm gonna get it under control.

Just please,
please don't anyone, okay?

Oh, Maddie.

Oh, Maddie,
your secret is safe with me.

I should
probably brush my teeth.

Yeah.

You know
they make a tool for that,

where you can get
the little timelines off

in about five seconds.

Of course they do.

So, Maddie, I'm dying to know
what's on the menu

for season six of The Boar.

Uh, let's talk about it
later, Kyle.

Oh, come on, Maddie.
I'll say what I'm doing.

It's good sportsmanship.

Okay, um,
I'm hosting the producers

at me and Jake's,
and I'm cooking from the heart.

I'm hoping to push the show
in a more Veggie Four direction.

Period.
What about you, Emily?

I'm taking them to my favorite
holeinthewall spots in KTown

for a tour of the best
Korean bar food in L.A.

So cool, so Emily.
It's whatever.

Time to beef up
those socials, baby.

We are live.

Hi, guys. It's Maddie,

here to try
the viral Chile Relleno Burrito

that Boyle Heights residents
swear by.

And get this,
it's served out of a car wash.

Here I go.

Mm. Mm.

Oh, my God.

Mm.

Shoulder, shoulder.
Nice. Shoulder.

And other side. Good. Plie.

Arms. Six, seven, eight.

Arm. And here.
Drama. Let's go. Good.

Shoulder, shoulder, look.
Walk around yourselves.

One, two, three, four.

Shoulder, shoulder,
shoulder, and melt.

Ooh, nice.

And up, and down,
and up, let's go. And back.

Up. Look up. One, two.
You know this.

Five, six, seven, eight.
Turn one. Nice.

Six, seven, you go.
Nice. Coming forward.

Seven, and one,
two, three, five.

Your turn.

And one, two, three,
four, five, six.

Arm up. Arm, arm.
Five, six, seven, up, eight.

One, two, down, up.

Hold it, one.

Five, nice. Nice.

Pump it out. Pump, pump.

More pelvis, Maddie.
Less up here.

Seven, eight.

One, two, three.
Nice. Five, six, seven.

Shoulder on, and on,
and out, and out, and boom.

This way. To the side.
And front, and front, and side.

Around, and walk, and walk,
and walk, and walk, and walk.

Give me heads.
Five, six, seven, eight.

Disperse!

Two weeks
from the big presentation.

Don't remind me.

Come on,
you've got this in the bag.

Plus, Emily's whole approach
seems totally halfassed to me.

I don't know,
I think it sounds like

impossibly cool,
effortless Emily.

And once again, I look like
the tryhard Susie Homemaker.

You care. It's cool.
It's pathetic.

Five. And snap,
and snap, and push.

And go. And go to the pose.
And pose. And pose.

What's happening, Maddie?
I'm...

Take a break.
Here we go. Five, six...

You okay, Maddie?

Yeah, I'm just...
I'm just a little lightheaded.

Did you eat anything
before class?

Yeah, but...
Oh, right, right.

Four, five,
get ready, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, and four.
Come forward, come forward.

Sit this one out, mama.
No.

One, two. Let's go.

Three, four. Keep going.

And kick. One, two, three,
and four, five.

Come on, come on, forward.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Let's go. Continue.
Five, six. Five, six.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three.
You gotta move, mama.

Seven, eight...

Five, six, seven, eight.

You okay?
One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, let's go.
And one, two, three.

And arms. Up.

Let's go.

Finish it.
Let's go, Maddie.

We know this.
And five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four.

Seven, eight. Three, and hands.

Okay.

Let's go.
And circle, and circle.

Reach, and reach, and reach, go.
Five, six, seven.

Disperse! Continue, six, seven.

Maddie!

And walk, and walk.

Maddie?

Maddie, baby, what happened?

Cardiac arrest.

Oh, my God.

Is... Is everything okay
with the baby?

Would you two mind stepping out
for a moment?

I need to speak
to Maddie privately.

I...

Okay. Um, Maddie,
I'll be right back, okay?

Don't worry.

Maddie, are you bulimic?

Is that the one where you...

don't eat food,
or you do eat food, but then...

You're far too young
for cardiac arrest.

Your potassium levels
are alarmingly low.

You have a swollen jaw,
bleeding gums,

and... teeth marks
on your knuckles.

Well, frankly,
it's none of your business.

Maddie,
this is Dr. Kronenfeld.

He's a psychiatrist

who specializes
in eating disorders.

Nice to meet you, Maddie.

Lovely to meet you,
Dr. Kronenfeld,

but I'm actually
on my way out, so...

Maddie, you could have
died today

had the paramedics
not shown up on time.

Any more exercise
and you're at risk of SCD,

Sudden Cardiac Death.

Any more vomiting,

and you're at risk
of rupturing your stomach,

or your esophagus.
I'll get it under control.

I did it before,
and I'll do it again.

You relapsed before,
and you'll relapse again.

I strongly advise
that you undergo

the eating disorder
inpatient program

that I run
out of Presbyterian Hospital.

For how long?

Dr. Kronenfeld:
At least six weeks.

But I have the most important
work event of my life in two.

Hmm. What is it you do?

I... I'm a recipe developer
at GourMaybe.

Dr. Kronenfeld: Maddie...

I don't think I need to explain

why returning to your job
right now

would be uniquely high risk.

They're
letting you go home early?

Dr. Kronenfeld: Maddie's
admitting herself...

I'm not coming home right now.

They are taking me

to an inpatient
treatment program.

For what?

Jake...

I suffer from bulimia nervosa.

What?

I throw up my food, Jake.

I need you to go home
and pack me a bag.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you thought
I was perfect.

And what room
do we have assigned for Maddie?

Mm...

I'm having trouble
making it out. Uh...

Well, honey, why
aren't you wearing your glasses?

They're so tight
across the bridge of my nose.

Okay, we have her
in room 17 with Julie.

They're just moving out
the last of Catherine's stuff.

That is such a sad thing.

Right, right. Thank you, Shawna.

No! No!

Get your hands off her, damn it!

Oh, Lord, these three.

What?

It's that girl from the videos.

How do they know you?

I'm a chef.

The GourMaybe girl
has an eating disorder?

What a fucking shocker!

Here's your room.

I need to confiscate your phone.

Why?

We can't have y'all
on social media.

Bathing suits, cooking videos.
You get it.

You can use the landline
whenever you want, though.

And you're welcome to decorate
your side of the room

like your roommate did.

This program is
for adults, right?

Mmhmm.

Is today the day that I get
to meet my new roomie?

Oh, my God.

You're the most beautiful girl
I've ever seen.

Thank you.

I'm Maddie.
I'm Julie.

I have a feeling
we're going to be fast friends.

Now, Maddie, you have to help me

keep an eye on her.

This one likes to exercise
when no one's looking.

Exercise is strictly forbidden
while in treatment.

Especially if you have
a weak heart like me.

Okay I can't hold it in anymore.

If you need to use the bathroom,
ask someone on the staff

and we'll come
and unlock it for you.

And you have to sing
at the top of your lungs

while you're in there.
Why?

How else we gonna know
you not puking?

If they want us to eat so bad,
why is the food gray?

You don't like mashed potatoes?
They're my favorite.

When we get out of here, Julie,

I'm gonna make you
potato gratin.

I don't know what that is.

Hey, Julie.

Your crush is coming over.

Yeah, you should finally
make your move.

I told you guys,
I'm not ready yet.

I want the timing to be perfect.

Hi, ladies.

Hi, Nurse Kelly.
Hi.

Hi, Nurse Kelly.

Maddie, how are you settling in?

Um, I don't eat meat.

Uhhuh.
No, no, really.

I told the doctors in my intake.

Why don't you eat meat, Maddie?

Um, ethical reasons.

Why not just go all the way

and be vegan?

I'll look into
a vegetarian option shortly.

No one leaves the dining room
until their plates are clean.

We've also instated
nightly inspections

of your rooms because
of the pudding cups we found

in Brittany's trash
this morning.

I like your shirt, Nurse Kelly.

Thank you, Julie.
It's Paul Smith.

I got it online.

What's so funny?

Happy birthday to you...

Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no.
It's okay, Amanda.

Happy birthday to you...

What's going on?

On your birthday,
they get you a cupcake.

Happy birthday, dear Amanda

Happy birthday to you

Thank you, guys.

Can I do half?

You gotta do
the whole thing, baby.

Hello?
Hi, Jake.

Are you okay?

Um...

I'm a little scared.

You?
Um... I'm confused.

I know.

Hey, I heard
they grant special privileges

based on your improvement.

Maybe they'll let me out
for The Boar.

Maddie, I just want you
and the baby to be healthy.

Me too.

Hey, I should go to bed.

Apparently they wake us up
really early here.

I love you so much, Maddie.

I love you, too.

Is he nice?

Very.

Like Nurse Kelly.

Maybe we can all go
on a double date sometime.

I would love that, Julie.
Oh.

Who would like to start?

Okay.

Well...

I would love to hear from Maddie

about how her first week
of treatment is going.

Um...

it's been pretty good.

So... So, yeah.

I'm surprised to hear that.

When I met you in the hospital,
you seemed determined

to figure it out on your own.

And yet, ultimately,
you agreed to come here.

Why is that, Maddie?

I...

I know I was
a little resistant at first,

but the staff here
has been so wonderful,

and the other women
so inspiring.

You didn't answer my question.

Why did you agree
to come here, Maddie?

Well, you made it seem
like I was going to,

um, die.

So you want to live?

Of course I want to live.

Look, when I...

purge, uh...

it's just a compulsive
stress response

from when I was younger,

and I've been experiencing
a lot of stress at work.

I sincerely don't have
some sort of

tortured relationship to food.

In fact, I'm quite
passionate about food.

Well, Maddie,
I think that's beautiful.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

I always do that.

I think you have an extremely
tortured relationship

with food, Maddie.
Well, Connie,

we just met, so...

I think it just got sublimated
into a career.

Like the little boy
that cut the tails off of dogs

and grew up to become a surgeon.

The question is,

why are you so tortured
about food?

If it were really just
about losing weight,

you could go on Ozempic
or starve yourself, like me.

But there's something else,
isn't there?

Something you're
running away from.

When I was a little girl,
it was all those gymnasts on TV

that drove me to it.

With their slickedback ponies,
not one hair out of place.

But now
it's girls like you, Maddie.

The nomakeup makeup look.

The hair falling
in your face just so.

But I think those pesky
little flyaways

are trying to tell us something.

I think you actually want
to lose control, Maddie.

Those are your fingers
down your throat, after all.

Yours.

Dr. Kronenfeld:
Her passion for food

has an almost moral sheen to it.

It's possible that to her,
at some level,

the bulimia
is an extension of that purity.

A saintlike sacrifice
that Maddie makes for all of us.

A correction for the excesses
of our culture.

Or Maddie the chef
is the good girl

and Maddie the bulimic
is the bad girl,

having some sort
of delayed adolescence.

Sounds like you should talk
to the mom.

I've tried,
but Maddie absolutely refuses

to do a session with her.

It's actually refreshing
to see a crack

in the veneer
of her usual agreeability.

Well, at least she has some kind
of respect for the rules around here.

I'll take Sandra Dee

over the goddamn pink ladies
any day of the week.

I did not throw up my dinner!

Why was your blood pressure
so low this morning, Brittany?

You heard me singing
in the bathroom!

Sure, and I smelled what was
under your bed this morning.

I know your tricks.
Fuck off!

Your turn, Amanda.

How do you expect us
to stop obsessing

over our weight when
you weigh us every morning?

Do you have
a Bachelor of Science, Amanda?

Or do I?

I forget.

What was it like
when he had his arms

wrapped around you?

Guys, please.

No, no, no.
We're not being mean.

I get it. He's hot.
He's hot.

He's hot.
He's hot.

He's really kind.

He's so in touch with his,
like, femininity.

Feminine side.
Yeah.

Good morning, ladies.
Don't listen to them, okay?

We have a new patient
joining us today.

Everybody, say hi to Deena.

Hi, Deena.

They totally bought it, Maddie.

Bought what?
My whole

eating disorder sob story.

Took a fistful of beta blockers
that lower my heart rate.

Ooh, and I learned
that bulimics,

their teeth get
all fuckedup and discolored

from the stomach acid.
Uhhuh.

So this chick that I used to
bang out in the valley, right?

She does makeup for film and TV.

I had to dye my teeth brown.
She fucking killed it. Look.

Hi, Maddie. Hi, Deena.
How's your first day going?

Oh, man.
Are those mashed potatoes?

Yeah, they're my favorite.

Those totally trigger
my food stuff.

I might launch
into binge mode 3,000.

Do you mind
sitting somewhere else?

Oh. Okay.

Okay.

But why did you come here?

Couldn't let you go
through this alone.

I got you.

Deena, I can't miss
that presentation.

There's my girl.

I have a whole plan,
but I need your help.

Anything. Anything at all.

Well, aren't you
two getting along famously?

It's like I've known her
forever and ever.

But first we have to
get the staff off our backs.

I obviously don't want
to jeopardize his job,

so I'm going to wait until
after I leave treatment

to tell him about my feelings.

We're talking about
the same Nurse Kelly, right?

Yep. The one
with the beautiful eyelashes.

Connie and Amanda's room. Now.

Ew, ew, ew.

See, that's the same face
they make in porn now.

How'd you get the phone?

Amanda swiped it
from Nurse Hammond's coat

she left on the back
of the chair.

I have a whole stealing thing.
I'm gonna put it back.

You all came
to Dr. Kronenfeld's program

because your lives
had gotten out of control.

And the rules
that we enforce here

are to give that control
back to you.

They're for your safety.

So when I receive word

that there are people
disrespecting those rules,

it breaks my heart.

Nurse Hammond?

Who took my phone?

It was my idea.

I acted alone,

and I'm sorry
if I caused anyone any harm.

I can't let Connie do that.

Um, it may have been her idea,

but I was the one
that took the actual phone.

And I apologize
to the community.

I was with Amanda
when she took the phone.

I could have stopped her

and instead I egged her on and,
yeah, I'm sorry.

We asked you to come forward
and tell the truth.

And Connie,
you said you acted alone,

which we now know is a lie.

I was taking the fall
for my friend.

Connie, I have the stick.

Nurse Hammond and I
have no choice

but to enforce a curfew.

You'll regain

your evening privileges
once we can get a handle

on what the hell
is happening in our community.

Yes, Maddie.

I'm not quite sure
what's going on here

at Presbyterian Hospital either.

All I can really do
is look at my own part

in this larger erosion of trust.

I'll admit it.

I've been going
through the motions here,

doing the bare minimum
just to make it look

like I was getting better.
But...

if we want things
to change around here,

we have to show up,
not just for ourselves,

but for each other.

Today...

I'm recommitting
to recovery, but...

I can't do it alone.

Who's with me?

Nice.

Awesome, guys. Cool.

Good night, Nurse Kelly.
Good night, Nurse Hammond.

Good night, Deena.

We really appreciate you
and Maddie coming forward

about my phone.

We'll come back and check
on you in the morning.

Hi, Brittany.
Everyone settled in here?

Snuggled in like
fucking animals at the zoo!

I see that integrity
isn't rewarded here.

I see that dignity
isn't rewarded here.

Brittany.
I mean,

this is a fucking
surveillance state, man.

Once you get
out of here, Brittany,

you can make your own rules.

Other than that,
stay in the room.

I'm like over it. I'm over it
at this point with her.

It's too much.
Those three bitches.

What's up, Shawna?

Deena, you're supposed
to be in your room.

You know what's
been really bugging me?

You're such a fox,

but these glasses are totally
the wrong shape for your face.

Oh. Well,
they are a little tight

across the bridge of my nose.
Let me see.

Oh, yeah.
This is an easy fix.

I have a glasses repair kit
in my room.

Deena, I can't see.
Damn, Shawna.

You should really
consider contacts.

You would clean up in my world.

Maddie.

Where are you going?

I have to do something.
I'll be back in the morning.

But it's against the rules.

I know. Look, I wouldn't do this
if it weren't really important.

You have to promise not
to tell anyone, okay?

I don't like this, Maddie.

Julie, you're not supposed
to exercise.

So you can
break the rules, but I can't?

Six, seven, eight...

nine, ten.

Hey! Who is that?

It's past curfew.

Nurse Hammond!

It's Beverlee from Oncology.

Got off
on the wrong floor again.

Been working nights, you know.

Beverlee from Oncology.

Hmm.

Nurse Hammond.

She said she was
from the Oncology unit.

God damn it, Shawna!
There is no Oncology unit.

Maddie!

Pop it...

Maddie!

Oh, fuck!

Yes!

Hey.
Hey.

I've missed you so much.
I've missed you, too.

The doctors must feel really
good about your progress

to let you do this tonight.

Maybe you can come home soon.
Yeah, for sure.

How's our little boy
or girl or whatever?

Sorry.

Sorry, I'm just nervous
about tonight, that's all.

We should probably get going.

Yeah.
Yeah.

I got everything on the list.

Hopefully I didn't screw it up.

Hi, come in.
Come in. I'm Jake.

I'm Dan. This is Chelsea.

Hi.
Nice to meet you.

A latenight meal
from Maddie Ralph.

Am I dreaming?

Latenight and homecooked.

It's bold. It's personal.
Like your show.

I should just probably get out
in front of this

before I embarrass myself,

but I'm a huge fan of The Boar.

Hey, we are too.

It's not as cocky as it sounds.

All we do is
give those guys the freedom

to do whatever they want.

It certainly pays off.

Can I interest you guys

in some orange wine
from Georgia?

And that's not the state,
that's the country.

We know.
And sure, that sounds great.

Coming right up.

And how's it going in here?
Where's my Fly By Jing?

I don't know what that is.

It's a brand of Chili Crisp,
womanowned.

There was some right here
on the shelf before I, um...

Hey, hey, hey.

If this is too much for you,

we can tell them
I got all the wrong groceries

and we can reschedule, okay?

Your health is more important
than this job, Maddie.

I'm fine, Jake. I promise.
I need to go drop the halloumi.

Hi, guys.

No, no, no. Stay seated.

I'm covered in turmeric.
I don't want to stain you.

Uh, this is a grilled halloumi
with a yuzu kosho crisp.

Enjoy.
Thanks for having us, Maddie.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

Not a lot of videos lately.
We've missed you.

Yeah, I've, um, I've taken
a step back at GourMaybe

to really...
Mm.

Reconnect with
what I love about food,

which I hope you guys feel
in what I made for you tonight.

Mm.

Take it away. Tell the story.

Um, I know it all started
with pulled pork on your show,

but I gotta be me.

Hey, that's what we asked for.

Um...

Tonight I've made for you, um,

something
that brings together...

my favorite styles
of cooking, East Asian,

Middle Eastern,
even a little Italian,

all through
a new Californian lens.

Mm.

It has all the punch
and swagger of the show,

but with a woman's touch.

It's not lost on me

what an incredible opportunity
it would be

to feature innovative
vegetarian cooking

on an international platform.

I'm just gonna
grab one of these.

Mm.

Can I ask what brought you
to vegetarianism?

Ethical reasons.

I'm not kidding. Sometimes I'll
do the sessions from my car.

It's really helped
with executive functioning.

That's amazing.

And shame stuff.
Uh, I should sign up for sure.

Whoa, Jake.

What's the story
behind this table?

Um...

Uh, a buddy of mine
from Middlebury does

does these liveedge walnut
countertops and tables.

Middlebury's in Vermont, right?

Yeah.
You know, we're actually doing

a bottle episode... dairy farm
around Burlington.

Cool, cool.
Wait, what kind of episode?

Well, bottle episode
is when the...

Maddie?
Hey, Maddie, come here. Hey.

Call 911, please.
Hey, come here.

Call 911.

We successfully repaired

the gastrointestinal
perforation,

but she's going to need to be

on a very strict diet
of mild foods

for the next month
to fully recover.

White rice, white fish, no salt.

Will that be enough nutrients
for the baby?

Uh,

there's nothing in her chart
about a pregnancy.

What?

Dr. Kronenfeld: Yeah, I...

There's no way we would have
done the surgery

and not seen that come up, uh...

Damn, Maddie.

I didn't know you had it in you.

Respect.

Psst.

How did it go?

Where's Julie?

Why don't you get
some rest, honey,

and we'll talk later.

Where's Julie?

Where's Julie?

Julie's dead.

God damn it, Amanda!

Where's Julie?

Heart failure.

I didn't want to tell you
in this state.

It's my fault.
No, it's not, babe.

She wasn't supposed to exercise.

It's my fault.

She wasn't supposed to exercise.

Hey Maddie,

how would you like
a new roommate?

Hey!

At least you got
to explain your vision

for the series.

And I bet they'll come
crawling back

once they realize
Emily is a total fraud.

No fucking way!

Oh, my God,
that chick was delusional!

Oh! Oh!

Oh, God.

Take that out
of the trash, Deena.

Why do you care?

Because she was my friend.

So am I.

She needed to be here.

You don't.

Yes, I do.

Why?

Because you need me!

Fuck! Fuck!

What the hell is going
on in here? Deena?

Deena? Deena?

Deena, what is going on?
What is happening?

Deena? Deena? Deena? Deena?
Maddie. Maddie.

Are you
sure this is a good idea?

It's a fine idea. Let's go.

Where did you get these?

I made them in art class.

Is that a goblin?

Selfportrait.

I call in the goddesses

North, South, East, and West,

on the day
that Julie dropped her body

and became a part
of the Sky God.

Her body will become
the earth...

nutrients...

to feed other people.

I'll go. Um...

You drove me crazy, Julie.

Your existence
was inconvenient to me...

because you were
the living embodiment

of the parts of myself
I've tried to obliterate.

The part of me that has hope.

The part of me
that wants a friend.

You were the bravest one
of us all.

I'm so sorry
I was mean to you, Julie.

I do a lot of things
without thinking.

Like when I stole your notebook.

It was fuckedup of me
to read what you wrote,

but you said such nice things
about all of us.

I can't believe
we'll never get to hang out.

Maddie.

Okay.

Julie...

you always love to swap secrets
after lights out.

So here's one last one.

I never wanted to be a mother.

I'm too scared to do
to a child...

what my mom did to me.

But when I met you,
I wanted to protect you.

And I failed to protect you.

I guess that's
what it's all about.

It would break my heart
to see you do the things

to your body that I do to mine.

Okay.

We release ourselves from those
who have left this plane

and let them walk...

the blessed gardens
of Summerland.

We love you, Julie.

We love you, Julie.

It's always the good students
who stay after class.

Bring her in.

Dr. Kronenfeld:
Hello, Ms. Ralph.

I'm Dr. Kronenfeld.

Thank you so much
for joining us today.

Please call me Beverlee.
Two Es.

What's a handsome doctor
like you doing

in a dump like this?

Shouldn't you be out in Malibu
at some private treatment center

with all those
desperate actresses?

Dr. Kronenfeld: I'm not sure
what you're implying.

We take your daughter's health
very seriously here.

Fuck!

Are you all right?
It's just my damn knee.

Don't worry, my other parts
work just fine.

Oh, I was teasing, Madison.
Good God.

I've upset Sister Maddie.

Now I must repent.

It's an interesting time
to be cracking jokes, Ms. Ralph.

Oh, forgive me. This all just
seems really dramatic.

In the past month and a half,
your daughter has gone

into cardiac arrest
and has ruptured her stomach

as a result of her bulimia.

And I suppose
that's all my fault?

We're not here to assign blame.

We're here to identify
unconscious patterns

from Maddie's childhood,
to bring them up to the surface

so that she can have
more control over them

in the future.

As you were obviously
a key player during that time,

your sincere cooperation today
could be very beneficial

to your daughter.
Well, I'm here, aren't I?

Yes, you are.

That takes courage.
Let's not get maudlin'.

First question.

Okay. Can you tell me
about Maddie's father?

He's out of the picture.

Can you be more specific?

Um, Madison was unplanned.

I had her when I was very,
very young, as you can see.

Her father and I
were desperately in love.

It was very carnal.

And then Madison was born
and he bolted.

That's not the whole truth.
She speaks.

Hello, my little Pollyanna.

What is she leaving out, Maddie?

What happened to you
when you were pregnant?

Okay, that actually
did slip my mind.

Um... It... Look,

I gained an unusual amount
of weight in my pregnancy.

God, after Maddie was born,
I just could not get it off.

He was repulsed by us.

We never got married,
so I gave Maddie my last name.

Ralph.

Dr. Kronenfeld: I noticed
you said he was repulsed by us.

Did you somehow feel
that both you and Maddie

were responsible
for her father leaving?

You'll be thrilled to know
I did not mean to say that,

Dr. Kronenfeld.

Oh, let's do
a round of Rorschach.

A little free association,
get the words flowing.

Please don't make a mockery
of his work, Mother.

Thank you, Maddie.

But let's play her game.

I'll say a word,
and then, Beverlee,

you say
whatever word comes to mind.

I'm so excited. Go.

Mm. Light.
Bright.

Bicycle.
Boys.

Water.
Pure, clean, reborn.

Pen.
Cock.

Plane.
Still cock.

Dr. Kronenfeld: Cat.
Hairy.

Meat.
No!

Maddie?
Maddie, are you okay?

What is it about meat
that caused you to scream?

Take your time.

They delivered the cooler
on Fridays.

A cooler full of frozen meat.

I remember loving the way
the dry ice made a cloud

of smoke when I opened it.

Mother made us go
on the Atkins diet,

the keto of the early 2000s.

A rose by any other name.

Keep going, Maddie.

She would make me cook the meat
while she smoked marijuana

and watched court TV.

I felt useful.

We would gorge on the meat
every night...

so full that
sometimes we'd fall asleep

next to each other on the couch.

She'd wake me up
the next morning

to do aerobics with her.

5:00 a.m. on weekdays
every morning before school.

Ah!

I introduced my child
to a highprotein diet

and regular exercise.
Lock me up.

We did a million diets together
when I was a little girl,

but this one was different...

because I was 12 and...

I had started...

developing.

The other girls at school made
fun of my body and so she...

so she taught me...

how to purge.

Well I guess we figured it out.

Sit down, Mother.

I would cook the meat,

eat the meat,
throw up the meat, work out.

I was the only middleschooler
I knew with gout,

that's for sure.

But then she added one more step

to this endless cycle of hell.

She got a fake ID for me,

from a girlfriend of hers
in Oceanside...

and she took me to bars.

The men would leer at me...

say disgusting things to me.

And when they would touch me...

only then would she step in.

But not because she wanted
to protect me.

She would take them
to the bathroom...

and finish them off.

She used me to procure men
for her...

and told me it was
so I could have a father.

But I never needed
the love of a father.

I needed your love, Mommy.

Careful, Maddie.
You're hurting my knee.

This is all I can do for today.

We're making progress, Maddie.

We're making progress.

Hey, ladies.
Hi, Nurse Hammond.

Okay, we can all agree

that the food here sucks, right?

Hmm.

But I came up
with a brilliant idea.

How about Maddie
cook us lunch today?

Can I have help in the kitchen?

You sure can.

You're the real deal, Maddie.

Can you pass the salad?

Thanks.

You really think I'm ready, Doc?

Only you can know that, Maddie.

Well, I do know

that I wanna get the hell
out of here.

Dr. Kronenfeld: Fair enough.

We're gonna miss you.

Hey, maybe I could come cook
for the patients again.

You know,
work with them in the kitchen.

We would love that.

But only if
that feels safe for you.

She's ready.

Thank you both so much.

Bye now.

We're so proud of you, Maddie.

Promise we'll see each other

when you get out of here?

Promise.
Okay.

I'm going to miss you, guys.

I'm ready to go, too.

Deena, babe.
Deena.

This is Dr. Piggott

from the Behavioral Health
wing at Presbyterian.

She wants to ask you
a few questions

about your mental health
history.

We can't help you here,
and you know that.

I don't need any help.
No, Maddie can vouch for me.

You got this, Deena.

You're the toughest person
I know.

Maddie!

I'll see you in dance class?

Maddie!

Maddie!

Maddie! Maddie!

Mm.

Fig and Mortar, my favorite.

Thank you so much.
Of course.

You're allowed to be angry
with me, Jake.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

Hi. Is Maddie here?

Why?

I have something for her.
I could just leave it with you.

Jake, it's okay.

Hi, Emily.
Hi, Maddie.

Congratulations on The Boar.

They're really lucky
to have you.

Yeah, I got that one
fair and square.

You think you'll come back
to GourMaybe?

I don't know
what I want anymore.

I'm certainly not ready
to see Zach.

He's gone.

Cond� Nast found out
about our involvement.

Wow.

I made you tahini
chocolate chip cookies.

Bringing you food
was maybe weird, sorry.

No, it's really kind of you.

You know, I used to make
this recipe all the time

before I worked at GourMaybe.

I was a big fan.

Well, you know what they say.

Never meet your heroes.

They might be a giant cunt
to you for no reason.

I'll get out of your hair.

Hey, what changed?

Why so nice all of a sudden?

I guess I just needed
to know you weren't perfect.

Hey.

Where are you going?

Out for a run.

The doctor said it was okay
to exercise again?

Yes.

How do I know
you're telling me the truth?

Only a little dream

To turn the world around us

Only a dream

To find what's left
That binds us

It won't be long now

It's like a song beginning

Reaching aloud to see

If only a love Can take us there

Only a little love

If only a love can make it

To last the ages

Only you and me

Only a love

Only a love

If only a love

Can take us there