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Previously on The Five Star Weekend:

You were right, she was lying.

She didn't need a break, she wanted

to watch her damn boyfriend play.

- Go, Maddox! - I think Charlie

was inappropriate with an intern.

We have the phone call to go over

our stories with the lawyer.

We went to dinner and a movie.

It's kind of my job

- to support him as a wife. - Okay.

It's all just a bad dream. I can't wake up.

I don't wanna talk.

- Okay. Oh, it's the cops. - Yeah.

I got a fornication on public property.

Dylan LeClaire and one of the Five Stars.

- Oh, God. - I'm bringing them in.

- You knew Matthew. - He was the first person

that I've ever loved. Are you gonna tell her?

I need to figure out what's best for Hollis, Gigi.

I know I said I wasn't gonna tell her,

but she just deserves to know.

I'm sorry, he didn't show. You okay?

No. But I will be.

May I please have a sparkling wine?

I'll bring the bottle.

My dear Hungry with Hollis community,

I'm writing with some terrible news.

Hey, I'm going out.

- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, I'm here, sweetie. Check in--

Don't wait up, okay?

Brooke : Hey, Hollis. Um...

It's-It's-It's me.

Brooke. How can I help?

No, sorry. God, sorry.

I read an article on how to support people through grief,

and they said not to ask "how can I help?"

Because that requires you to do the work

of telling me what to do. So, sorry.

Hey, hon, it's-it's Dru.

I'm just checking on you.

I'm here if you need me.

Hi, Hollis.

I know you don't know me,

and I have no advice for you.

What you're going through is hell.

I'm just here to listen without any judgment.

Hi Gigi, it's Hollis.

Are you there?

I'm here.

Nice to meet you.

How are you today? Sorry to bother you.

No, no, I offered. How are you doing?

I just feel like the walls are closing in on me.

It'll get better.

Right now, I'm sure the loss feels as big as a boulder.

But one day, it'll be a pebble.

That's beautiful.

Did you lose someone too?

I have. My mom.

Oh, I'm sorry for your loss.

Oh, sorry. I hate it when people say that to me.

- It's so empty. - It's okay.

What does one do with one's dead husband's clothes?

Should I get them tailored to fit me and wear them around?

It would be the ultimate Diane Keaton tribute.

I actually think you're supposed

to sew them all together into a giant memory quilt.

It'll only take you four to five years.

My last words to him were:

"We need to call the plumber."

I mean, can you believe it?

I told him I loved him a million times.

But did he really know I loved him?

Did he still love me?

You okay?

Sorry, yeah.

Spacing out.

It's hard not to out here.

It's so peaceful.

My dad used to call this "the edge of the world."

But not in a flat earther sort of way.

I can't believe how warm it is.

Do you swim in it?

Not as much as I did when I was a kid.

Matthew did, though, every morning.

Even in the winter. He was all into that Wim Hof stuff.

The man loved extremes.

That sounds pretty mental.

I know. It was insane.

- It was nuts. - Yeah.

Oh.

Hurts to laugh sometimes.

Why?

I feel guilty when I have any fun.

It's just...

He's gone.

The morning he left,

he was rushing to get out the door.

And I knew something was wrong with us.

But he had to go, so...

When they came to tell me that he was gone, I just, um...

I had a pie in the oven. I didn't even...

I didn't even cry. I didn't react.

I just went to get my pie out of the oven.

- I didn't want it to burn. - You were in shock.

Okay?

You have to live.

He's gone, and now you have to live.

I am trying.

I really am.

Should we go in?

- Right now? - For Matthew.

♪ Keep reachin' out And I'll keep comin' back... ♪

♪ Then I'm okay with that ♪

♪ If you leave the light on Then I'll leave the light on ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ And I am findin' out There's just no other way ♪

♪ That I'm still dancing At the end of the day ♪

♪ If you leave the light on Then I'll leave the light on ♪

- ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ - ♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

Oh, this is so bad. This is so bad.

This is gonna go on my permanent record.

Hollis Shaw's daughter caught smashing in a lighthouse.

We can't tell Aubrey.

I wouldn't say we were, like, smashing.

It was more like making love.

Caroline, I'm serious.

This wasn't just a physical thing for me,

it was, like emotional.

- Oh, God. - Aubrey and me--

She doesn't see me. And you see me.

And me, you, and Otis, we could be a family.

No. Look, that's really sweet of you,

um, but it didn't have a lot to do with you,

I was just working some things out on you, with you.

- And thank you. - You're welcome.

But I used you.

I'm sorry.

Okay, well, I'm conflicted.

Yes, I'm sad you used me.

But there's a part of me that's like, just--

Almost proud that you felt empowered enough to use me.

I mean, that's how the patriarchy gets dismantled.

That's how change happens, right?

- What the fuck? - It's good.

Shit.

I thought we're becoming actual friends.

We are. We were.

But I thought that you were just with him because of your mom.

And you've been talking to that guy in Portugal.

Wait, what? You've been talking to Portugal guy?

You hooked up with my friend. Get up. Let's go.

Not you. You're gonna rot in jail.

Okay, that's unfair.

- That's not fair. - No one rots in here.

- That's not fair? - It's a community meeting room.

If I didn't need you to watch Otis while I go to work,

you would be rotting in here too.

Rotting. Fucking dropout.

- Call me. - No.

- Good seeing you. - Nah.

Are you sure you don't want me to call your mom?

Absolutely not.

Is there anyone else I can call?

No one.

Make coffee, robot.

What the hell?

The itinerary promised me a breakfast spread.

And I'm in pain, there's no breakfast spread.

Oh, okay.

Maybe Caroline knows how to work this thing?

Oh, she's not here.

Didn't she stay the night with Aubrey?

Good morning.

There's no breakfast spread.

That's okay. I'm not hungry.

Oh. What's this energy?

None of your beeswax.

- Wait, no. - Ah! Look who's texting Brooke.

Oh, my God, is that the tour guide?

Okay, she's a seasonal site interpreter. Give it back.

No!

Wait, you were texting all night about Downton Abbey?

Shit, I gotta take this--

Wait, I'm not done analyzing this.

- Okay. - Hold the phone.

- That's how that works? - Yeah.

- Are you gonna make me one? - Yeah.

Now, what?

Yeah, I'm calling for Dru-Ann Jones, The Comeback Kid.

- What? - Guess what I just heard?

Angel City is gonna suspend Posey

for missing her game to go party at the Knicks game.

- Wait, are you serious? - Uh-huh.

And everyone's saying that you were right to push her to play.

And I'll tell you right now, the team is pissed. She's done.

- Are you happy? - No.

Why would that make me happy?

'Cause you were right. You love to be right.

Now, listen to me, we need you back in the office ASAP.

We are gonna dump Posey, and we're

gonna get all your clients back.

I'm here until Monday. I'm still have another night.

Dru, you just pulled off the impossible!

I need you back in the office in the morning.

Come on, I got my ace back. Let's go, baby!

Whoo!

Damn! Look at those foster dog eyes--

I know. I was up all night

just zooming in on pictures of her face.

Isn't that the best face?

Good for you, Brooke.

I gotta head back to L.A. tonight.

I gotta deal with this Posey shit.

What, you're gonna bail on Holly?

What about the make your own pizza party?

Hollis, look-- She's made it clear that

she wants to get through this on her own terms.

Where is Hollis?

She's on a walk with Gigi, her new BFF.

Oh, now, you know how it feels to have your best friend

trade you in for a new model.

All right, okay, really? Are we gonna do this again?

I'm sorry. I love a grudge. It's my retinol.

Hello?

Dru-Ann: You guys, there's some dude on the porch.

- What? - Dru-Ann: There's like this pale

insurance salesman guy out there, look.

- Charlie? - Hello? Hi?

Stay here. Stay right there. Stay there.

Charlie, Charlie, no, no, no.

- Hey! - You can't be here.

- You can't just come in here. - What?

- This is Hollis' house. - I know, I know.

- Oh, God. - It's--

Listen, I called you a thousand times

last night and you didn't pick up.

Are you drunk right now?

I had a few bloodies on the ferry.

Babe, I'm in distress. Look at me.

It was a one-time thing.

Also, she started it, so--

Charlie, I don't want to do this right now.

- I have-- - Babe, you know me.

I'm going through the worst experience of my whole life,

my job is on the line.

Just please come home so we can--

I don't wanna do this, okay? I've gotta go inside.

- What, you're never coming home? - No.

- What am I gonna tell the boys? - Don't bring them up.

We said that we would leave them

- out of this-- No. - Just tell me.

We said that we were gonna leave them out of this.

- Tell me what to tell them-- - Is there a problem here?

We're fine. We're fine.

- You must be Charlie. - Yeah.

I've heard so much about you. It's all absolutely terrible.

You're a mean person.

Get your shit. We're going right now.

- Maybe I should go with him? - What?

It's just a weekend, right?

At some point we have to get back to our real-life?

The weekend's over.

Honey, what do you wanna do?

- Charlie? - Oh!

- What are you doing here? - Hungry, hungry Hollis!

Bring it in. Oh, wait, you're wet.

Look, there's a ferry at 10. Let's go.

Get your stuff, we're leaving right now.

I wanna stay.

Brooke, these people aren't your friends.

You said it yourself, Hollis doesn't even like you.

No-- What? Hang on a second.

All right, you're right. I don't like her. I love her.

This woman right here, your wife,

she's one of the best people I've ever known.

The most loyal person.

And God, you do not deserve her.

- So true. - Damn straight.

Give me a fucking break, Hollis.

You don't have real friends.

You collect women who worship you.

You got an Asian one and a Black one.

- Oh, my God. - Very diverse.

- And you racist? - And they're probably in it

for freebies and Instagram likes.

- I don't even have Instagram. - Okay. Charlie...

I haven't had cheesecake in like 15 years.

I love cheesecake. You know I love cheesecake.

But I don't have it because you don't like it.

Cheese shouldn't be cake.

These are my friends.

These are my real friends.

They don't make me feel stupid

and they don't make me feel small.

They listen to what I have to say,

and they don't gaslight me.

I don't gaslight you. That's crazy.

I have made myself so small for you.

You shrunk me down.

And I'm done. Yeah. Yeah.

I don't wanna do this anymore

and I want you to leave right now.

- Don't do this. - Go.

- You heard her. - She said go.

Get the fuck out.

I don't even know who you are anymore!

Good. Neither do I.

- Get out! - Goodbye. Sorry, Charlie.

Go get ready for court. Ain't you busy?

- Bye. - We about to have cheesecake!

I danced with a Seasonal Site Interpreter!

Yeah. Yeah.

That's right.

Oh, Brooke.

I'm proud of you.

- You okay? - Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

We've got you.

Why are you guys so wet?

Gigi and I, we got in the water. It was incredible.

Yeah.

- Do you wanna do the thing? - Let's do the thing.

- Should we change first? - Yeah.

- Okay, okay. - Wait, what's the thing?

Dru-Ann: The thing on the itinerary?

- We don't know about the thing. - Come on, Henry.

Why can't we do the thing too?

Matthew was cheating on Hollis...

with Gigi.

- Bitch... - What?

I will murder him.

I will bring him back to life

and I will murder him.

- How long have you known? - Since yesterday.

And you didn't think to, like, loop us into this immediately?

I didn't know if it was my business to even--

We're her best friends. Of course, it's our business.

Okay.

- How long's it been going on? - She didn't say.

Well, do you know how it started?

No, I just saw a picture of them together, that's it.

Okay, maybe it was a one-time thing.

Or an emotional affair.

I don't even wanna know the details,

- I don't wanna be complicit. - Okay, all right.

Okay, first of all, we just--

We have to get facts before we tell Hollis, okay?

And we need to get Gigi alone.

We need to get her alone and find out the whole truth.

Wait, I thought you were going back to L.A.?

Not anymore. I...

Oh, God, I knew it, I knew it, I knew it.

I knew something was up with Gigi.

How are we supposed to get Gigi alone?

We're supposed to hang out at the beach all day,

and the itinerary said something about a "fun surprise."

Maybe this is the "fun surprise."

Oh, God.

Go, go, go.

Be careful, Dru.

What are you doing?

Gigi gave me a second hole. Can you see?

I've always wanted a second hole,

and we did it! I'm living, baby!

Yeah.

That hurt more than I thought it would.

This is how I used to do it in secondary school.

You just sharpen the end of the earring and jam it in.

Jam it in!

- Oh. - You okay?

A little lightheaded. Hang on a second.

You know what, why don't you go lie down?

Yeah, no, I was gonna make us some sausage biscuit balls.

Oh, those sound amazing.

Maybe we'll make you a snack.

You can have a little lie down,

you've been doing so much for us.

- Off you go. Off you go. - You know what?

A little lie down, little shower that sounds really nice.

- Yeah. - Okay.

Just holler if you need anything at all.

Second hole, baby. Fuck it!

- Yeah! - Yes!

Good! Get it.

- Fucking did it! - Yeah.

Ah.

I see.

- Here we go. - I told them.

- Yes, I can tell. - Okay.

I'm glad you did. I'm sick from carrying this around.

Yeah, that's right, you are sick.

The damn truth.

Look, I know nothing I say or do can excuse this,

or make you understand, but I promise you,

I never meant to hurt Hollis, okay?

We can't do this here. Hollis might walk in

- or she could hear us. - You're right,

this place is echo-y as all hell.

- We need a private place. - Maybe she has a panic room?

I have an idea.

Dru-Ann: You need to tell us everything,

and you need to start from the beginning.

We can't just stand here.

If Hollis looks out and sees us

standing around, she'll get suspicious.

- Okay. - Gigi, you're with me.

- I don't actually play tennis. - Well, pretend you do.

- Who plays pretend sports? - Go. I'll serve!

Forgot to tell you, I'm really good at tennis!

All right, fine. Come on, Gigi, start talking.

- Tell us the truth. - Go.

- Right now. - I don't know where to start.

Just tell them what you told me.

- Tatum. - Fifteen-love.

Gigi, get outta the way.

Get outta the way!

When did you meet Matthew?

Really? You have nothing to say?

Thirty-love.

Did you know he was married?

How long was it going on?

- Gigi, move. Move! - Come on, over there. Hurry up.

Neither of us meant to hurt anyone.

Bullshit.

Ooh, I hit it.

I tried to end it so many times.

- But you didn't. - How could you do this?

You are unbelievable.

Were you gonna ever tell Hollis?

- I tried to-- - Yeah, well, not hard enough.

Do you even know how to tell the truth?

- Get outta the way. - This would destroy her.

Gigi, that was all you!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

People look at me all the time and they don't see me.

And he did.

And now he's gone and I--

I'm vile. I know I'm--

I know that's all that I am. I'm fucking vile.

Forty-love!

Who do I make it out to?

Town of Nantucket fishing permits.

We'll process it on Monday.

But you can fish any time until then,

just show them the receipt.

- Teddy? - Yeah. Just sign there.

You got Hollis Shaw's daughter back there.

She won't let me call her mom to post bail. I'm telling you.

She has not inherited any of her mother's charms.

'Cause everyone knows you're a hoot.

- I am a hoot. - She did lose her dad last year,

- so... - Ah.

But still, I'm ready for a no star weekend.

Know what I mean?

Yeah. Good one.

- Caroline? - Oh, God.

- I'm Jack. - No, I know who you are.

I just wanna let you to know you're a free man.

You posted my bail? Why would you do that?

Oh, my bad, were you gonna bust outta here on your own?

- You don't really seem the type. - Okay, well.

- You don't know me. - Well, I know your mom,

and you're her daughter.

So you know, carry the two, divide by four.

Hell, I'm bad at math, but I think that adds up to me

knowing a little bit about you.

She never mentioned you were funny.

She actually never mentioned you at all.

It's good to meet you, Caroline.

Actually? Um...

I kind of need a ride home.

One that's not in the back of a cop car?

Come on, perp. Let's go.

Why did you come here?

Because this is what I do.

I love people I can't really have.

Matthew?

Hollis too.

Of course, you can't have her, you nut.

She's gonna start looking for us soon, you guys.

Let's just go back upstairs. Act normal.

She wants snacks, just make a snack.

- Something cute and edible. - Okay, okay. Okay.

Wait, remind me, anybody have any dietary restrictions?

- Go! - All right.

Okay, okay, okay.

Cheese, cheese, cheese.

Dru-Ann: What are we supposed to do with her?

Feed me to the sharks. I don't care.

Eh? She's offering.

Okay, here's the plan.

We're gonna take you to the ferry.

We're gonna throw you off the ferry.

Dru-Ann: We're gonna get you outta here

and we're gonna make up a lie for you.

That won't be hard.

- She loves lies. - Mm-hm. Absolutely.

And then you're gonna go back, you're gonna pack your things,

and you are going to leave.

Can I at least say goodbye to her?

So she doesn't worry?

- So she doesn't-- - Hate you?

- It's a little late for that. - Mm-hm.

- Let's go. - Dru-Ann: Get up.

Okay, this...

Yeah. That right there.

Okay.

Oh.

Yes. -Hollis: The key to a beautiful...

- Thank you, Hollis. - ...and delicious cheeseboard

is taking all the elements, flavor, texture, color,

and making them talk to each other.

♪ Josie's on a vacation Far away ♪

♪ Come around And talk it over ♪

I feel like I'm in an old army tank.

I find it beats walking, though.

Don't you?

This is a '72 Bronco, she's a collector's item.

Cool flex.

Yeah, no, I don't do slang from a generation

that can't name one Van Halen tune.

Just one pre-Hagar Van Halen tune. Come on.

- "Put Some Sugar on It--" Me? - No.

- Something. - No.

There's no cheating. Put that away.

Come on.

There's rules.

So could you maybe just drop me off

and not tell my mother you bailed me out of prison, please?

Yeah, I think she'll understand more than you think.

She's too together.

- Hm. - She's never real with me.

It makes me feel like I can't be real with her, you know?

She and Tatum got arrested for shoplifting prom dresses.

She got busted for smoking weed

out of an apple during drama club.

We had to do community service cleaning up the beach.

She was in drama club?

That's your takeaway?

Did you ever know your grandpa?

- Your mom's dad? - Not really. No.

I think he died when I was, like, six.

I'm named after him, though.

Your name is Frank?

My middle name is Francis.

Well...

Frank wasn't good with emotions.

I know it's shocking,

most Nantucket saltwater fishermen are.

And when your grandma died,

your mom just got kind of used

to keeping her emotions all tidy.

- So she just became perfect? - No.

She's still a fucking mess.

She just got really good at hiding it.

Look, I don't think I need to tell her about this.

But I am telling you, you could.

Thank you for the ride.

"Jessie's Girl"?

No.

No.

My God.

Okay. Okay. But what's the plan?

We're gonna take her to the ferry.

But we need to do it now, okay?

Hey, where are you guys?

- Fuck. - Hi.

- What's going on? - Hi.

I made a charcuterie board. Heh.

And it's a star!

- See? That's fun. Yeah. - Oh, that's great.

- Yeah. - No, actually, it's not.

- No, it's not. - Yeah, it is.

I don't think the charcuterie board is gonna cut it.

- No? - It's not good.

- What? - It's-- I think we want--

We want sandwiches. We're gonna go in town to get sandwiches.

- Yes. - Yeah, you know what--

Gigi wants to go back to Stubby's.

Stubby's. Stubby's.

- Stubby's. - Oh, God.

- She can't get enough Stubby's. - She loves Stubby's.

- Just call me Missus Stubby's. - Missus Stubby's.

Call her Missus Stubby's.

Okay, what's happening?

What is happening?

- Okay. - I...

Let's go.

No, I haven't been fully honest with you.

I know.

- You do? - Okay. Yeah.

You lied to me about when your mom died.

I get it. You just wanted to connect with me. I...

Honestly, I'm glad you did.

Is this what everyone's being weird about?

- It sure is. - Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

It's more than that.

What's going on?

Honey, where've you been? I thought you were with Aubrey?

What are you doing here?

I was kind of in jail.

Why didn't you call me?

I tried calling Dru this morning.

You didn't answer?

You told me to stop overstepping.

Yeah, well, not when she's in prison.

Well, how would I know that?

Oh, God.

And they fingerprinted you.

Oh, my God, what happened?

Um...

Dylan and I were in the lighthouse.

Dru-Ann: Wait, and they arrested you?

- Together. - Oh.

Excuse me. Hold on.

You were having sex with my future son-in-law?

- Why the lighthouse? - They aren't engaged.

You have a room, a bed.

Not any worse than the time we got caught

with our pants off at Madaket.

You've been very helpful, Jack. Thank you.

Thanks for the ride. You can go.

Okay, let's get your hands washed, huh?

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Wash away the evidence. Sweep it under the rug.

Frost it and stick it in a gift bag, like you do.

She has fingerprint ink on her fingers.

Your daughter is trying to break up my family,

and you wanna tidy up and make lunch

and pretend like it didn't happen?

Okay. You don't know me anymore,

you don't know my daughter.

Yeah, you're right.

- I don't. - Tatum, I'm--

I don't even know why I was invited to this thing.

I probably was just a pity invite.

No, you're my oldest friend in the world.

Yeah, because if you didn't invite me,

I would've heard about it

and you would've looked like an asshole.

And you can't handle any version of the world

where you're not sweet, perfect, lovely Hollis Shaw.

Back me up.

It's true, Hollis. I'm sorry. Don't be mad at me.

No, it's not the time, and no one's mad at you.

I am sorry Matthew died. It sucks. It's brutal.

But if you hadn't have shut me out

because I wasn't fancy enough for your new life--

- That's not true! I didn't-- - I would've been there for you!

I could've pulled you up off the floor like a sister would,

but you cut me outta your life!

I didn't cut you out, you pushed me away,

Tatum, because that's what you do!

Because you are an asshole, Tatum!

You make it impossible to love you!

All of you do.

Is that an ice cream truck?

Surprise.

I got us an ice cream truck.

Hey, what can I get for you?

What do you guys want?

- Uh... - I'll take a soft serve.

Wait, where's Gigi?

Gigi?

Gigi?

What the hell is going on with everyone?

Why would she just leave?

She did mention something about, like, a work emergency, right?

Yes, she did. Yep. Yep, yep.

Yeah, something about she had to go,

I think fill in for a pilot or something?

Yeah, why wouldn't she tell me that? It's so weird.

Did you guys say something to her?

I do have to remind you, Holly, you barely know this woman.

- It's true. It's true. - And what's with her, like,

"I'm so elegant and so nice?"

You guys are jealous that Gigi and I are so close.

No, no. No, Holly, maybe you don't know Gigi

as well as you think you do.

Okay, well, why is it then that

she's the only person here this weekend

who isn't making me feel bad about myself?

- Hey, come on. - No one is trying

to make you feel bad about yourself.

We're trying to be honest with you, Holly.

I'm gonna go look for her. Excuse me.

Maybe she's on the beach.

- Do we follow her? - Yeah.

Yeah, we should go.

Gigi!

Are you out here?

Gigi!

Where are you?

Oh, God.

Where the hell did Gigi even go?

I don't know, maybe she grabbed a plane,

or chartered a boat, something slutty.

Wait, she's not a spy. She's just a normal lady.

Well, look, maybe this is for the best.

She's gone, Holly doesn't know. Let's just leave it at that.

I know, but doesn't she deserve to know the truth?

Even if it would hurt?

It's not just gonna hurt her,

it's gonna break her.

- God. - Um...

I'm trying to get out!

- Can you move? - Yeah, just a second.

I'm trying to leave!

What is wrong with everyone?

Can you get out of my way?

- I overheated, I gotta wait a bit. - Hollis!

Oh, my God, Hollis, calm down.

Okay, you want me to be honest?

Great.

I don't want you in my house.

How's that for honest?

I don't know what I was thinking bringing you all here.

It's officially the worst idea I've ever had.

- Okay, come on, you are being ridiculous. - Hollis--

- Am I? - Yes!

- Am I? - Just come inside.

Hollis.

We love you, okay?

But Gigi is not your friend.

Oh?

She was having an affair with Matthew.

My Matthew?

It's true.