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- Previously on Serial.
- You think people can be forgiven?
- Redemption is a myth, Harold.
People don't change.
They just come up with new ways to hurt each other.
- This is who we are, Mabel.
It's time to embrace it.
- That stuff that happened back there with your...
With your mother, I...
[sighs] I'm sorry.
It was all my fault.
[tense music]
[music stops]
[dramatic music playing]
[car door opening]
[sighs]
[car door closing]
- Hey.
- Oh, Mabel.
- Hey.
- Is, uh, everything okay?
Did you find your phone?
- I did, thank you for asking.
Is everything okay with you?
- Yeah.
- Do you wanna like talk about what happened?
- Mabel,
I was thinking of something.
You know how my mother
is staying at my Aunt Gertrude's right now?
Well, you know how me and my mother
are always at each other's throats?
Even though we love each other to pieces?
It's almost like we're caught up in some...
teenage high school drama, perpetual cycle.
I think a lot of it has to do with, you know, her upbringing.
You know, she, she had it tough.
She was born a few years after World War II ended,
and her family stayed there a couple years
before moving to the United States.
Let's just say, I mean...
you know, I think she suffered some traumas
just like I did as a child.
And do you know what psychologists say?
They say that your personality is formed
by the time you're five years old.
I don't know if I believe it or not, but...
it might make sense, you know?
But my point in telling you all this is that...
my Aunt Gertrude, she can be difficult.
She's a loudmouth.
She...
She's just...
Well, you'll see.
But just take everything she says
and everything she does with a grain of salt.
- Okay, I will.
You know, Harold, I, I think I had too much to drink tonight.
It's better if we get a hotel room, crash for the night,
be fresh in the morning.
I don't feel like risking it all the way home.
- But I'm okay to drive, Mabel.
I don't even drink.
I think we're good.
We don't need a hotel.
I mean, we can go straight home.
I mean, we're almost home now, as a matter of fact.
- [chuckles]
Listen, it's been a long day, and all I want is for it to end.
I'm tired.
Take me to a hotel.
- Okay, Mabel.
If it's for safety reasons, then I'm all for it.
So let's be safe and get a hotel.
- Okay.
- Can, uh, can you please put on your seatbelt?
- Oh. [chuckles]
I must have really had too much to drink tonight.
I never forget my seatbelt.
Do you know what the statistics are in accidents
in which people are not wearing their seatbelts?
Come on, let's go.
- Okay.
- [chuckles].
[car starting up]
- Let's go.
- Hey, come on.
What happened to you?
- I had a little accident.
Hi. - Hi.
I'm sorry, I fell in the mud out there.
- Oh, I'm sorry about that.
- Don't worry. I won't call my lawyer or anything.
- We do offer laundry services.
- Oh, great.
We'll definitely need those.
- Well, how can I help you?
- We'd like one room with two beds, please.
- Okay, let me check for you.
You're in luck.
We do have a room available.
But I do have to warn you, it has one bed.
It's the last room.
- Oh.
Well, I, uh...
I guess that'll be cozy, huh?
- One bed's perfect. It's fine.
- We'll make sure to include extra pillows
to make it comfortable for you.
- Thank you.
I'll sleep on the floor.
- One bed.
- You're going to be in room one.
There's your key,
and it'll be right down that row right there.
Right at the end.
- Thank you very much.
- Thank you so much.
I apologize, I made a little mess here.
I can go back and clean it.
- No, that's not a problem.
I'll take care of it.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, I got it.
- Okay, great. Have a good evening.
- Thanks. - Bye now.
Oh!
Little House on the Prairie.
That's my favorite show.
I watched it all the time when I was a kid.
I love, uh, Laura Ingalls wilder sister Mary,
and Albert and Caroline...
- Harold.
Big bed. Lots of room.
- [clears throat]
Mabel, did you know that the first hotel in America
was built in 1794 in New York City?
I don't recall the name, but I'll research it
and I'll let you know as soon as I find out.
- Okay.
Harold, should we talk about what's going on between us?
This is, it's getting weird.
- Talk?
Sure, we-w-we can talk.
Gotta have a seat.
- Can we stop avoiding the subject?
I asked you here today because...
I like you.
I think you might like me too.
- Of course, I like you, Mabel.
I like you bunches.
You're great.
You've been taking care of my mother.
She means the world to me. I...
I don't know what I would do without her.
And, uh, I just want you to know that I...
I appreciate you.
Thank you.
- Um, you're welcome.
Anything I can do to help you and your mother.
Okay, I'm gonna go get a diet soda from the vending machine.
You want one?
- Yeah. Mabel.
I recently watched a documentary on artificial sweeteners,
and apparently saccharin, aspartame, sucralose,
among others are all carcinogenic.
So, me personally,
I'd rather take my chances with good old sugar.
I'll take a regular cola, please.
- Okay.
Okay.
[ominous music]
- Yeah, what is it, Barker?
- Hey Kershaw,
Andretti's releasing Betsy's body back to the family
so we need to touch base with him.
I need you there in the next few hours.
- Look, mate, I still have him under surveillance.
I think I'm on to something.
- You need to get back to town ASAP.
Wrap it up and head over.
This can't wait.
- All right, I'll wrap it up. I'll be right back.
[ominous music continues]
- Hey there, sweet thing.
- Harold?
Sorry, I thought you were someone else.
- I may be Harry, but I ain't Harold.
- Okay.
- You look like you could use something a little more refreshing.
- Seriously, dude,
I'm not in the mood for this.
I've had a long day.
I see what you're doing.
I respect it, but...
no, thank you.
- Look, bitch!
See anything you like?
- Ugh!
- You wanna hold it?
[flapping noise]
Grab it by the handle.
Be careful though.
It might be loaded.
[dramatic music building]
[tapping noise]
[upbeat music playing on TV]
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't really gonna do anything.
- [giggles]
I told you I wasn't in the mood, bitch.
- [grunting]
[dark music]
[grunting] [thuds]
[door squeaks open]
[electronic music playing]
[music abruptly stops]
- [moans]
- Mabel.
Mabel.
Mabel.
- Mm. What do you want, Harold?
- [clears throat]
Good, uh...
Good morning, Mabel.
Rise and shine.
I, uh...
I was thinking we should hit the road.
I have to pick up my mother from my Aunt Gertrude's place.
And if we're late, my mother's going to be very upset.
- No, I'm tired.
My head's pounding.
I need to sleep more.
- I'm sorry, Mabel, but we really should go.
You know how my mother gets when I'm not on time.
- [moans]
[whines]
- I'll make some coffee and that should wake you up.
Okay?
I'll make some coffee.
Wake you up.
- Hey, my head's pounding.
I'm gonna try to crash for a few hours.
- Okay.
- I've never been so unhappy in my entire life.
I should have known better
than to try to spend any time with you,
your judgemental, your haughty,
and your know-it-all, and your lousy cook.
[muffled speaking]
I don't know.
I just feel so confused.
So unhappy. - Right, right, right.
- I mean, this was the most miserable two weeks of my life.
Why'd you make me go off in there? - It was only one day!
- Harold, she wouldn't give me a moment of peace
for two weeks, Harold!
- It was only one day.
- Gertrude never gives me a moment of peace.
- It felt like a year for me.
- Aunt Gertrude.
- Oh Harold,
you won't believe what kind of a day I've had.
First off, your mother's been in a tizzy since the crack of dawn.
Then she's swearing up a storm about this, about that.
[sighs]
And don't even get me started on the feud
that she had with my neighbors.
- Wow, sounds like you had quite the day, Aunt Gertrude.
- Yeah. You bet your bottom dollar I did.
And when I thought that things couldn't get any worse,
she starts going on and on about I never listened to her.
And get this, I'm meddling in her life?
Can you believe the nerve?
- Well, you know, Ma can be...
Mama's not easy to deal with when she's upset.
- You're darn right it's not.
It's not easy at all.
And get this, cousin Mildred,
apparently she forgot to invite Aunt Edna to bingo night.
Now it's World War III all over again.
I'm telling you, Harold, if things don't calm down,
I'm going to lose my mind or whatever's left of it.
- Well, thanks for watching her, Aunt Gertrude.
I'll talk to Ma and hopefully I can smooth things over a bit.
- Oh, Harold, I must say
I'm a little surprised at the condition of the house.
It looks like a pigsty in here.
- Yeah, I know, but Ma's been going through some things
and it...
It seems to help her cope.
- It's like a maze in here.
And you know, Christmas was five months ago.
Harold, you're going to have to stay on top of this.
I don't know how you two are living like this,
but it's got to stop.
- Aunt Gertrude, I'm doing the best I can.
It's not easy dealing with my inner dementia.
Oh, Aunt Gertrude, I'd like you to meet Mabel.
She's been helping to take care of Ma.
- Helping take care of her?
What do you mean by that, Harold?
Is Hilda not capable of taking care of herself anymore?
- Ma's been having some trouble lately,
and Mabel here's been a big help.
- Trouble?
What kind of trouble?
I think that's a little bit over the top, don't you?
- Aunt Gertrude, I assure you, I'm only here to help.
Harold and I, well,
we just have held his best interests in mind.
Her health and her well-being
are the most important thing to us.
- Well, we will see about that.
And mark my words, young lady.
If anything goes wrong, if you cause any trouble,
you are going to have to deal with me.
- Look, Gertrude,
it's clear that you think you know what's best for everybody.
But Harold and I, we have our own system now.
And it works for us.
- Please, you're just a glorified babysitter,
taking care of Hilda.
Because you don't have anything better to do with your life.
- [clears throat]
Oh, why don't we all relax and take a deep breath?
We don't have to fight over this.
- Harold, this has nothing to do with you.
Stay out of it.
[dramatic music]
You know what?
I don't have to put up with this.
I'm outta here.
- Bye, Aunt Gertrude.
Have a good night.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I just...
I can't stand here silent while people treat you like that.
- Look, Mabel, I'm sorry too.
My Aunt Gertrude, she can be...
Well, you... You saw for yourself how she can be.
Can I ask you something, Mabel?
- Yeah.
- From now on, can you not interfere with family business?
I'd like to take care of it on my own terms.
No offense.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Actually, the hangover I think is catching up with me.
I'm gonna go inside and try to sleep for a few hours, okay?
- Okay, stay hydrated.
Drink water. - Okay.
- Electrolytes. - Okay.
Thank you, Harold.
- See you later.
[dramatic music]
[upbeat music playing on TV]
[knocking on the door]
Oh, oh, you see that, Ma?
You see that? That's break dancing.
You see that move right there?
- Okay. - I can do that.
It only took me two weeks to master.
- You can do anything you set your mind to.
- Yes.
- I'll get it.
Hi. How can I help you?
- Hi. Is Hilda or Harold here?
- Yeah, they are.
Do you need to speak with them?
- Yeah. - You wanna come in?
- Sure. - Come on in.
Harold. Hilda.
You have company.
[throbbing]
- Betsy, dear!
Where have you been?
- No, sorry ma'am.
I'm Kissa, Betsy's twin sister.
- Be-Be-Betsy...
I...
I-I'm sorry, I thought you were... you're your sister.
You guys look so much alike.
- Harold, are you okay?
You look like you've seen a ghost.
- Betsy, darling, it's been so long.
How have you been?
- No, Hilda, dear.
This isn't Betsy.
This is Betsy's sister, Kissa.
- Oh, well, how's Betsy doing?
I haven't seen her in quite a while.
- I'm sorry for the confusion.
I can imagine how strange this is.
The police are finally releasing Betsy's body to the family,
so we are going to have a little memorial service
before we head back home.
Betsy, [chuckles]
really, you know, spoke very highly of both of you
and she loved you both dearly.
Of course, we want you to all come to the memorial service,
especially you, Harold.
She talked a lot about you.
- Okay.
Well, thank you for coming over in person
to give us this invitation when an email or phone call
would have worked just as well, but,
thank you so much for the invitation.
- We'll both be there.
Thank you for the invite, Kissa.
- Harold, you were just so special to Betsy.
She adored you.
She talked endlessly about you, you know?
- Oh, well, Betsy, uh,
B-B-Betsy was a-a-a-a good neighbor.
- I never knew you had such a special relationship.
- Harold, if you ever need somebody to talk to about anything,
I'm here for you.
- I'll consider it. Thank you for the offer.
- Alright, it's getting late, right?
And I'm sure you have a lot to do while you're in town.
Hopefully for just a few days,
before you go back to your real life.
Hopefully somewhere far away from here.
[chuckles]
And I'm sure you have other special invitations
to hand deliver, right?
You have other things to do tonight.
So we'll let you leave.
We'll let you get going home.
Thank you so much for the invitation.
We'll see you at the memorial service
and give the family our condolences.
- Bye, Harold.
- Bye, bye, Kissa.
- It's Kissa.
- I'm sorry. Kissa, bye.
Bye now.
- There's... right there.
- Oh, draft!
Remember this mug?
Betsy left it here, has her name on it.
I'm gonna have to make sure to get this back to her.
- Ma, don't worry about it.
Betsy has no use for it anymore, unfortunately.
- [sniffles]
- I'm sorry.
She was a good one.
Beautiful soul.
[ominous music]
[electronic music]
? Won't you come over if you want to ?
? Say a little prayer for your feelings if you need to ?
? You don't have to worry about the way you feel ?
? when you're around me ?
? Cause I know you've been hurting for a while so ?
? Won't you come down? ?
? Won't you come down? ?
? Won't you come down... ?
? Oooh ?
? Oooh ?
? Oooh Oooh ?
[END]
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