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My grandfather always taught me

that it's important to play by the rules.

Unfortunately, he never mentioned what to do

when the rules don't quite apply.

Free Forrest Bingham! Free Forrest Bingham!

Free Forrest Bingham! Free Forrest Bingham!

Free Forrest Bingham! Free Forrest Bingham!

Here they come!

Carol! Carol Baldwin! Over here.

Ms. Baldwin, are you worried about the defense that Forrest Bingham will mount?

We're very pleased with the case the prosecution has presented

and we're certain that it will stand up against

anything that the defense can throw against us.

We've heard that you've received death threats. Can you substantiate that?

Absolutely not. Those are just rumors.

Oh, but you have received phone calls, angry ones from the public?

Look! Look. Now, I am well aware that my office

is prosecuting a man who is enormously popular.

However, popularity is not guaranteed by the Bill of Rights.

Right. That's all for today. Thank you.

Free Forrest Bingham! Free Forrest Bingham! Free Forrest Bingham.

Come on, let's go.

I can't believe I said that, that "Popularity is not guaranteed by..."

Woody, stand there and talk to them!

It doesn't make any sense.

Oh, my God! The inauguration speech.

Hey! Wait! I stole it from the Governor's speech.

Listen, I was just leaving, I didn't have any change.

- There's no need to write this up. - Have a nice day.

$68!

I was just here five minutes! I'm gonna fight this.

People, please, let's be adults about this.

Free Forrest Bingham! Free Forrest Bingham!

Free Forrest Bingham! Free Forrest Bingham!

- You're gonna pay for this! - Come back here!

You haven't heard the last of us, honey!

That's it, I know that's where I heard it.

The press is gonna have a field day with this one.

"Beleaguered Bingham faces Plagiarist Prosecutor."

Oh, Thomas, why do I let them rattle me like that?

Well, that can happen.

Here it is. "Populism is not intrinsically guaranteed

"by the Constitution." That's not what I said.

Do you think they'll think that's what I said?

Thomas, what are you looking at?

Nothing.

What? Oh!

They... They hit the car with those eggs.

Oh, just a couple.

Well, Thomas, you have to stop right now, you've gotta wash that off.

- Carol, it's nothing. Really. - Nothing?

Do you know that those eggs may permanently mar the finish on this car?

And Higgins will tar and feather you for that one.

Will you forget about Higgins?

Here.

The important thing is that we got you away from that angry crowd.

Which kind of brings up something I've been meaning to talk to you about.

$68? For what?

See, I've been thinking that maybe it's not a good idea

for you to stay at your place alone right now.

- "Blocking an emergency facility... - There was the tire slashing incident...

...parking too close to a fire hydrant...

- ...and the phone calls. - "...and encroaching on a bike lane."

Oh, Thomas, I hope you're gonna fight this.

Will you forget about the ticket? It's no big deal, Carol.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. The eggs are no big deal?

Higgins, don't worry about him? Forget about the ticket?

What's going on here?

Well, I just kinda thought it would be a good idea to play it on the safe side.

You know, I think you should move out until the trial's over.

To a kind of more secure place.

You are such a sweetheart, do you know that?

But I can't stay at the estate. You're a key witness.

And the press would go crazy with that one.

Exactly. And that is why I have found another place for you.

Another place?

A terrific place. A place you are going to love.

So we'll just stop by your place and pack a bag.

What? Why are you so suspicious?

What is it? An occupational hazard?

Just give this new place a chance, okay?

Okay, I'll take a look at it.

But I think that you ought to stop and wash those eggs off your car.

Forget about the eggs! I'm not worried about the eggs!

Well, I knew Thomas had cooked something up.

I just never suspected that he'd be in collusion with my very own mother.

Well, you sound as if we were conspiring against you.

Well?

Well, darling, it's only for your own good.

We're both very concerned about you.

Now, Mother.

Right now you look exactly like Leo.

You certainly are your father's daughter.

Mama, listen to me.

You don't have to worry about me, really.

Well, it's not only those threatening phone calls.

I know you've gotta expect those. But...

This is a very demanding case.

You shouldn't have to come home every night to an empty house.

I'm so glad Thomas convinced you to come home.

Oh, I didn't have to do much convincing.

She thought it was a terrific idea.

Oh yeah, I would have if you'd ever told me what you were up to.

Why didn't you just say that you were bringing me to my mother's?

No reason.

Thank you for bringing up the bags. You wanna take them to Carol's room?

Okay.

Actually, the guest room has a lot more space.

And I've got a lot of work, and I need to spread out, Mom.

You don't want to stay in your own room?

No, of course. My room is fine.

No, no, no, no. The guest room is bigger and sunnier.

It's really very cheerful.

Mother, if you want me to stay in my room, I'll stay.

I just want you to be happy. You decide.

She'll stay in the guest room.

Magnum!

Magnum, how could you?

How could I what?

You know perfectly well what I'm talking about.

I do?

Uh, well, things just kind of got out of control.

So you simply fled the scene.

I wouldn't call it fleeing. More like orderly retreat.

A gentleman doesn't retreat in the face of such distress.

- Anyway, I got it all off. - Miss Babcock was so upset,

I allowed her to wait for you in the guest house.

Miss Babcock?

Are you telling me you don't know Miss Babcock?

Miss Babcock?

Of course I know Miss Babcock. She's waiting for me in the guest house.

What did you say?

I said, "Of course I know Miss Babcock."

No. Earlier.

What are you hiding?

Hiding, Higgins? Hiding? Nothing.

There's something wrong with the Ferrari.

- That's ridiculous. - I order you to stand aside.

You're going to feel very silly about this.

Immediately!

- I can't believe it. - I can explain.

You...

You've washed the car.

It's clean.

You've had it washed.

Well I was gonna surprise you, but...

How extraordinary.

Why would you do such a thing?

What did you mean by "I got it all off"?

Look, I don't wanna keep Miss Babcock waiting.

Magnum!

What happened to the car?

Oh! You're here! Great!

Everything's ready.

Miss Babcock?

Please, call me Brenda.

- Some pâté? - No, thanks.

Ah. Caviar?

No, really.

Champagne?

No. Nothing, thank you.

Oh, you've gotta have something.

I don't know what this is about,

but this is my house!

Yeah.

You should've heard the story I had to concoct for that guy at the gate

to let me in here. Sit down!

He said you were upset.

Ah, I guess you're wondering why I wanted to see you.

That would be a good start, yes.

Okay. I wanna hire you to find somebody for me.

Oh.

So, where do we start?

Well, I have a little problem with that, because

I have this rule about missing persons cases.

I don't take them.

What do you mean you don't take them?

I mean, you're a private investigator, aren't you?

Yes, but as a general rule, I do not take...

Okay, here's the whole story. Okay.

And this is me. A long time ago, much younger,

backup singer visiting Hawaii, poor, starry-eyed, naive.

Well, maybe not exactly naive,

but impressionable, impressionable.

That's very interesting, but...

And then there was him.

See, rich, handsome, sophisticated, older

and married.

And I got pregnant.

I was scared, see, I didn't know what to do.

Well, yeah that's a tough spot to be in.

And then when he offered me money you know, to have the kid and split...

I know now that it was a mistake.

But at the time, I just jumped at it.

I just jumped right at it.

- That's okay, that's fine, sit down. - See?

- Okay, now. - Jumped.

There are already organizations set up to find adopted children.

- You just need a birth certificate. - I don't have one.

Okay, go to the courthouse.

No, no, I've already been there.

They don't have a record of this birth.

He was a very influential guy.

Okay, all right. Well, maybe I can help you

find someone to help you.

That's okay.

You know, maybe I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, anyhow.

It's just that...

It's just that I never saw my kid.

I never got to hold him.

If you had any kids, you'd know what I was talking about.

Come on.

Are you all right?

Yeah, just surprised me.

I guess the kids are shoring up the perimeters.

I'm sorry, Mr...

Magnum. Thomas Magnum.

I'm O'Shea. What can I do for you?

I'm a private investigator. I'm trying to locate a Father Patrick.

That's me, or it was years ago.

Although, as you can see, I am a father.

I want a piggy back.

Ups-a-daisy.

These are all yours?

Angie, don't jump so hard, sweetheart.

Well, some of them are friends, but seven or eight of them are mine.

You won't tell the Pope?

So, you're the Father Patrick that was at the St. Agnes' Home? In the '50s?

Right again. But how did you know that?

Father... No, Mr. O'Shea,

I'm trying to find a birth certificate for a woman who was at the home.

She had a baby boy in September of '55. Brenda Carmichael.

- You remember her? - Guess who?

Angie, sweetheart, your daddy can't see.

Carmichael, you say?

No, I don't remember any of them, really.

Now, Sister Michael, she's the one. She was really close to the girls.

She might remember.

Well, I talked to her. She's in a convalescent hospital.

- She doesn't remember too well. - Sorry to hear that.

Now, the doctor, the doctor's name was...

Dr. Kanesha. Yeah. He passed away a couple years ago.

Angie! That's hurting your daddy, love.

I'm sorry, I don't seem to be much help to you, Mr. Magnum.

Well, I appreciate your trying. Hi, kids.

- Hi. - Hi.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.

Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, look what Daddy has.

What's in there, Dad?

I wanna see, too.

Ah-ha!

I didn't know if I still had this.

What'd you say the date was?

Uh... This is a journal I kept.

I imagine the prose is rather flowery, but the facts should be accurate.

September 17th, 1955.

17th. And the name was Carmichael?

Right.

There's no mention of it here.

I did record a birth that day.

But it was a girl. It's not that name.

- Could it be Babcock? - Babcock...

No, it's Baldwin.

Carol Baldwin.

I just don't understand why you're so upset.

First of all you lied to me!

Oh, not about everything.

Then I wasted a whole day chasing around the island

looking for a birth certificate that never even existed.

But we found the journal, we've got proof.

That's not the point.

Then what is the point?

The point is that you conveniently

left out some very important parts of the story.

- Aha! - Aha, what?

That's what's really bugging you, isn't it?

It's not the lying.

I'm not gonna talk about this.

You just don't want to be caught in the middle.

That's got nothing to do with it.

You don't know how to tell her any better than I do.

And that's what's making you mad.

That is not what's making me mad, and I am not gonna tell her.

Well, somebody has to tell her, and she probably won't believe me.

Well, why should she?

Well, that's the point.

No, that is not the point!

You don't think that she has a right to know the truth?

This is not exactly a terrific time

for her to find out that her mother is not her mother.

Now, she's in the middle of an important trial.

She's under a lot of pressure.

There's never gonna be a right time.

She's been lied to for over 30 years. That's long enough.

And you were part of that lie.

You gave her up, you took the money.

It's still a lie.

Listen,

I'm sure once you've had a chance to think it over...

Thinking it over's what got me into this in the first place, Brenda.

Oh, Thomas, you're too much.

This is so sweet of you. And I do appreciate it.

- But I think you're overdoing it. - What are you talking about?

Well, ever since this case started,

you've been picking me up, you've chauffeured me around

and now you're taking me to lunch.

Well, I am one of the state's key witnesses.

I have a vested interest in the well-being of the prosecutor.

Thank you.

Oh, I'd like to order right away, because we are in a hurry.

- Okay, I'll be right with you. - Thank you.

Now, let's see, where were we? Oh, yes. You and my mother.

- Me and your mom? - Yes.

We were talking about how you're both hovering over me.

Hovering? I wouldn't call it hovering. Concern, maybe. Care.

You are under a great deal of pressure.

What? I don't...

Okay, so maybe you're right. Is it starting to show?

Have you decided?

I haven't even looked at the menu yet.

I'll come back.

All right. Right away, though, we're in a hurry.

So being home with your mom probably brings back old times, huh?

Yeah. I guess so.

You're probably sitting around late at night, talking over things

like you used to do when you were a kid.

Thomas, do you think that I'm being too hard on her?

I mean, you were there yesterday. Was that verbal wrestling?

- Was that my fault? - Verbal wrestling?

Because I love my mother. I love her dearly.

But all we seem to do lately is fight.

- Have you noticed that? - No more than usual.

Have you decided?

- I don't know. - I'll come back.

No, no, no, your special. Whatever it is, I don't care.

Two.

I hope it isn't something with garlic and onions.

So, I'll bet

over the years you and your mom have confided in each other a lot.

Yeah, I guess so.

- What are you getting at, Thomas? - Nothing.

Because you're acting kind of weird.

Carol, it's nothing at all.

Well, yeah, I was curious, that's all.

I was just wondering, oh, for instance,

what kinds of things would your mother confide in you in the past?

I don't know.

Actually, my dad and I used to confide in each other

- much more than my mother and I. - Yeah?

Oh, yes.

I mean, I still drive out to Aukai Point sometimes,

the place where we used to go when we'd talk things out.

What kinds of things?

Something is definitely going on here.

Carol, I don't know what you're talking about.

- You might as well tell me right now. - It's nothing.

Thomas, you're gonna have to tell me sooner or later.

It's nothing, really.

Okay, there's one little thing. This is silly. But

a friend of mine found out that a friend of his...

Specials.

Liver with onions and garlic toast.

- What were you saying? - Nothing.

Mmm.

I think those are going to be just fine.

Hi.

Thomas, what a nice surprise.

I wanna talk to you about Carol.

Yeah, well, that's why I stopped by.

See? I knew I wasn't the only one worried about her.

- Abigail... - She says she's perfectly fine,

but last night I woke up, it was about 4:00 in the morning, really,

and I came downstairs, there she was, wide awake, going over briefs.

She says she can't sleep.

Of course, with all the coffee she drinks,

I don't know how she can sleep at all.

Thomas, would you talk to her about taking care of herself?

I talk till I'm blue in the face, but she never listens to me.

Does the name Brenda Babcock mean anything to you?

Oh, God.

She's here in Honolulu.

Oh, I'm gonna have to stop pretending.

See, I'd wanted a child so much,

and when Leo told me about his liaison,

it seemed that bringing the baby into our house...

- You don't owe me an explanation. - No, no, I want you to know.

I went to the hospital, and I took the baby,

and I hoped to God I'd never have to see that woman again.

And I began to pretend she was really mine.

Oh, I supposed that some day,

I knew she'd have to know.

But I didn't know how to tell her

that her wonderful father had been unfaithful to me.

We paid her once. Isn't this blackmail?

Abigail, I really think that she just

wants to get to know Carol.

Can you get me 24 hours?

Until I can find a way to tell Carol myself?

I think I can do that.

Can I get you something? Tea?

No, thank you.

Please excuse me.

I told Mom I have to work late after the trial.

So she calls me at the office and she says that it's very important

that we talk tonight.

Want some ice cream?

No, I don't think so, thanks.

The flavor of the month is papaya-macadamia nut crunch.

Yuck, sounds awful.

So anyway, I ask her, "Mother, what's this all about?"

And she gets all stuttery, she can't talk, and she hangs up the phone.

Hi, can I help you?

A scoop of peanut butter chocolate, please.

Wait a minute, I thought that you wanted

the papaya-macadamia nut crunch.

No, I didn't want it. I wanted you to try it.

So, did she say what it was about?

- Who? - Your mom.

Oh. My mother? Yes. No.

- No, but I think I know. - You do?

Yes. It's the trial. She's obviously very upset.

I shouldn't even be staying with her. It's just too hard on her.

- Hi. Here you go. - Thanks.

I don't know, I just hate feeling paranoid.

And don't worry about yesterday.

If that guy shows up again, we'll get him.

I know. I'm sorry, Thomas.

I usually don't let that stuff get to me, but

having some creep follow you around...

- I know. - Yeah.

So, how'd it go last night?

How'd what go?

Your talk with your mom. You said she wanted to talk to you.

Oh, Mom, yes. Well, it went fine.

She's just worried about that guy who's following me around.

I probably shouldn't have even told her about it.

Anyway, she fixed this very special nouvelle dinner for two, and we talked,

we laughed about silly stuff we used to do together, and I went to bed.

That was it?

Hey, Magnum!

Hey, Magnum! Thomas Magnum! Well, fancy meeting you here.

- Brenda. - Say! I know you.

You're Carol Baldwin!

You're prosecuting that... That Forrest Bingham.

Well, it's a pleasure to shake your hand.

You know, we need more people like you

to go after the Forrest Binghams of the world.

Yeah, she's really something.

Say, you've been taking some kind of beating in the press, huh?

- Well... - Don't let that stuff get you down.

Believe me, if they think they smell blood, they're gonna go in for the kill.

You've just got to go and stare them in the eye

and let them know that you're alive and kicking.

They'll slink off and they'll go after some other victim.

You think so?

Just keep doing your job, honey.

They can't hurt you if you don't let them.

You don't wanna be late. It's nice seeing you again, Brenda.

- Bye-bye. - Goodbye.

Oh, and thanks for the pep talk. I needed that.

Remember, walk tall, stand proud, and

look them right in the eye.

Right.

- Who was that? - A client.

She had a necklace stolen, an heirloom. I tracked it down for her.

I like her attitude.

Dirty Bart's Oboe, five-two-seven.

You've gotta be kidding. This is my first day off in two weeks.

Once I sit down, I am not moving off of this pier.

Come on, T.C. It was rented at Big Tony's car rental!

So?

So, I just thought with your... What should I call it?

"Reciprocal agreement" with Big Tony...

You know, his customers get a ten-percent discount on your charters,

and your customers get a ten-percent discount on his car rentals.

Are you implying that there's something illegal or unethical about that?

No. No. Not in the strict legal sense. No.

And I know that's not the reason you'd call Big Tony for me, anyway.

What is?

Well, being a friend of Carol,

I'm sure that you'd wanna help her out if you knew

there was something you could do when people are following her around

and making threatening phone calls. I know you'd want to do that.

This is the nut that was following Carol?

Uh, yes.

Well, why didn't you tell me that?

You have the most frustrating habit of talking all around something

instead of coming right out and saying what it is that you want.

I'll bet you never knew I'd figured that out about you and Big Tony.

Did it ever occur to you that life would be a lot easier

if you'd just tell the truth?

Hey, hello, Big Tony!

How you doing?

Listen, I need an address on one of your clients. That's for the F.B.I.

I don't know why you went to all the trouble to track me down.

Well, I... I just wanted to see if you were okay.

We didn't exactly part on the best of terms.

You weren't that easy to find, you know.

I talked to the desk clerk at the other hotel.

He said you checked out rather suddenly.

Oh, that place.

Listen, the thing is, this hotel offered me a terrific rate,

you know, if I'd do a couple of sets a night.

And so, I thought, as long as I'm in Honolulu

I might as well take advantage of the opportunity.

That was...

I'm glad you didn't tell Carol today.

You know, I thought when I came here that I was coming to get things straight.

You know, to get what was rightfully mine. My daughter.

But you know who I saw when I looked at her today?

Leo.

Can you believe it?

I still miss him.

I don't know. After seeing her,

I don't know if I can tell her, you know?

Oh, I wanna get to know my daughter more than anything.

I don't know if I have the right

to turn her world upside down.

Listen,

whatever you decide...

Oh, don't worry. I'm not gonna ask you to tell her again.

I didn't have the right to put you in that position.

I didn't think you were.

Brenda,

what I'm trying to say is,

whatever you decide, I'm sure you'll do what you feel is right.

You looking for me, pally?

Or me.

All right, okay.

What do you want?

I want you to tell your boss to lay off.

Forrest Bingham isn't gonna scare her out of doing her job.

Forrest Bingham?

This is absolutely the last time I do this for you, Thomas.

Look, I wasn't hired by Forrest Bingham.

My name is Keough Palmer. I'm a private investigator.

Then who hired you?

Hey, I'm not getting paid enough for this.

You chase me three blocks through a mall,

you throw punches at me in a garage.

You guys are crazy.

You wanna know who hired me?

- Her mother. - What?

Okay, Palmer, you don't have to say anything else.

Give me a break, Palmer.

You expect me to believe that her own mother hired a P.I. to follow her around?

Rick, that's client confidentiality.

Hey, whose side are you on?

Look, all I know is there's some wacky babe

running around somewhere out there that wants to talk to you.

Abigail Baldwin hired me to keep them apart.

That's all I know.

You think I could have my license back now?

Okay, let's take your car.

Hey, I told you once before I'd never dress up like this again.

And if it weren't for Carol here, I'd never went for this stupid idea

in the first place!

Answer my questions.

I can't stand this, Thomas. Are you hiding something from me?

I just wanna know what in the hell is going on.

Carol, this is between you and your mom.

I think you should talk to her.

Who's in there?

I wanted permission to see her.

- I won't give it to you. - Why not?

Because I don't want her to learn about your relationship with her father.

- Can't you understand that? - Oh.

As a matter of fact, I don't need your permission

because I've already seen her.

I've had a conversation with her.

I just failed to mention that I was her real mother.

This is my fault.

I meant to tell you.

I was trying to tell you last night.

Are you telling me that what she said is true?

That this woman is my...

Your mother.

How long have you known?

What were you doing?

Were you all just going to keep this little secret from me forever?

For my own good?

No, Carol.

Maybe it was a mistake.

Yes, it was!

It was a very big one. A very big one!

Carol.

I don't wanna talk about this right now.

I need some time to myself.

And just leave me alone.

I know what you're thinking, and you're right.

I had a hard and fast rule about missing persons cases.

I never took them.

Unless there was a very good reason.

Like, the missing person was my friend.

And she'd already told me where she went to think things out.

I'm not talking to you. I'm mad at you.

And you, you of all people. You should know

that you cannot protect me from the truth!

That is just the worst thing you can do to me.

I thought about that, Carol.

I thought about it a lot.

There just wasn't really anything I could do.

Abigail wanted to tell you herself.

She's had 30 some years to bring it up.

If she really wanted to,

you would've thought that she could've found some way.

If she really wanted to.

I think she did something pretty spectacular 30 years ago.

I cannot believe that this is happening tonight, of all nights.

Do you know that I have closing arguments in the morning?

Tomorrow.

I'm just so mad at her.

Well, I don't think you're really mad at Abigail.

Please don't bother to tell me who I am mad at.

I can figure that out myself just fine.

I think you're mad at your father.

That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say.

That is just so stupid.

That's what's really upsetting you, isn't it?

No!

What your father did.

No!

He didn't know it, he was... He loved me!

I didn't say he didn't.

Then why did he lie to me?

You don't lie to people that you love.

Why, why didn't he trust me enough

to tell me who I really am?

I think he did.

He just couldn't tell you about Brenda.

But she was my mother.

Oh, Thomas.

I... I wish you would have known him.

He was a strong man, he was kind and he was funny.

He was very funny.

And I thought he was perfect.

And he wasn't.

And he's not even around anymore for me to get mad at.

Do you think I'll ever be able to love him again?

I think you do right now.

I'm speaking to you from the Honolulu Courthouse

which erupted in pandemonium just minutes ago,

when Honolulu businessman Forrest Bingham

was found guilty as charged of first-degree murder.

The verdict...

Of course we're very pleased. Very gratified.

Carol Baldwin and I have been working on this prosecution for months,

and to tell you the truth, early on...

Miss Babcock, I had a feeling you might show up.

Yeah.

Well, I had to see my girl win, didn't I?

Besides, I think I deserve a shot at telling her my side of the story.

Please, take this.

It's a check.

I hope it'll persuade you to leave this island and never come back.

Why are you doing this?

You took money before. Why won't you take it again?

You say you love Carol.

The best way to demonstrate that would be to leave,

I'm hoping that when you leave, I...

That I'll be able to reconnect with Carol

and build a new relationship with my daughter.

Your daughter?

Hi.

Hi.

You know, I've always wondered how come I like to sing.

I do. I'm not very good at it.

But I like to sing in the shower and in the car

and nobody else in my family sings.

Yeah, well.

Well.

You know, I'm not quite sure where we go from here.

But I was thinking,

I guess maybe you and I should try to get to know one another.

What do you think?

I think...

That's a real good idea.

The trouble is, I'm... I'm leaving.

- You're leaving? - Yeah.

But you just got here. I mean, I've just met you.

Yeah, I know. My timing, as usual, is the pits.

But you see, I've got this terrific gig in Atlantic City.

And there's this guy.

And you know that old saying,

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder, for somebody else."

Look, kid.

The truth is,

I just don't think that I'm cut out to be somebody's mom.

And frankly, I don't much like

the idea of people knowing I got me a kid as old as you are.

So, it was nice meeting you.

Yeah, and

this is goodbye.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Didn't you think about that?

You must have, you must have thought about it before you decided to come.

No.

No, I didn't.

Thomas.

Come with me. What're you doing?

- I'm not gonna go with you. - Oh, yes, you are.

Abigail!

Abigail!

Yes.

Okay, talk!

Thomas, I do appreciate what you're trying to do.

I don't have anything to say.

Yes, you do. Both of you!

Carol, you wanna say that you're mad as hell

because nobody ever told you the truth. Right?

Yeah. I guess that's right.

And Abigail, you wanna say even a natural mother

could never have loved a daughter the way that you loved Carol. Right?

Of course.

Okay.

So, maybe, Carol,

you're just going to have to accept the fact that Abigail

and your dad

did the very best they could.

And that in every way that means anything,

you are Abigail's daughter.

I love you, Mom.

Let's go, driver.

Oh, dear, I'm leaking all over your suit.

Oh, Mother, would you please stop?

Now, listen, how about this? How about if I take you two to lunch?

And we'll celebrate the Baldwin victory.

Great.

How about Benny's Fish Emporium?

Oh, no. Not Benny's.

The health department cited him for cockroaches.

Oh, Mother. That was six years ago.

Well, still.

What? The food is very good there. I don't...

Oh, please, forget it. Where do you wanna go?

- Whatever you say. - Hold it.

It's Benny's Fish Emporium. And it's on me.

Thank you for the rescue.

I don't know why we keep doing this.

Neither do I.