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Bailey? Bailey, we gotta get out of here.

We gotta go.

Excuse me.

Can you hold this?

Hey.

Have you seen a teenage girl, 16, blonde, pink streaks? I just got here. I

don't see her.

We need a cabman.

Shit.

Billy?

Tell me there's orange chicken in that bag. Am I new here?

You're a little new.

Good day at work?

Better now that it's over.

Do I get to stay, or are you still in it?

I'm still in it, sadly.

It looks great.

It's getting there.

Thinking about tomorrow?

It's just an article.

It's a long article.

Feature article. Stop.

Headline on the cover.

You can leave my chicken and go.

Okay, but I may have left a message on the inner office voicemail, you know,

just reminding everyone to pick up a copy.

You are not helping.

Wait, wait, wait.

You don't have to go read this again.

So I was thinking we should celebrate this weekend.

What I think we should do is stop talking about the article.

I was talking about our anniversary.

What? 14 months.

I don't think 14 months qualifies as an anniversary. It does to me.

Oh.

Do you remember how I lost my parking ticket on our second date?

That was me.

Sure, but it was my fault.

That I lost my parking ticket?

I distracted you.

Oh, well, that's true.

I was so surprised that this was happening.

I got to sit, have dinner, and be with you.

I was just... I felt that part of my life was over.

But I didn't get to have that.

I'll be serious tonight, Mr. Michaels.

Well, it is our 14-month anniversary.

That's all you say.

Drive up to Sonoma on Saturday and celebrate.

Do you think Bailey would want to come?

Absolutely.

Liar.

I'll ask her.

You're such a liar.

Do you think anchovy garlic dressing has to involve anchovies?

Probably.

Why? I was thinking of making the dinner we had at Poggio.

The pasta Bailey liked.

Don't be so surprised. No, no. I cook. I know, I know. I can cook.

It just sounds ambitious, especially when we could, you know, order in from

Poggio. You're such a wiseass.

Is that Ava again?

He's pretty insistent, even for him. Yeah.

Same old shit.

Good morning, Bailey.

Can we go?

Well, I think I should get dressed first.

Dad, I'm gonna be late. Bales, we're all five minutes from school.

I know for a fact first period doesn't start for 20.

How about we start with good morning?

I'll wait out front.

Maybe we'll start running in a minute.

Wait it out.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You better go.

I know.

Keep this up.

You're going to be carrying the worms next time we go fishing.

Gross.

We haven't gone fishing in like three years.

Okay.

I'll get you to go with me again, and when I do, you're not going to want to

carry the worms.

Maybe it's time to try a little harder.

You're always telling me if you don't have anything nice to say.

She's making a real effort.

I'm just saying.

Got it.

Can I drive?

How about tomorrow?

What was the point of letting me get my permit if you never even let me

practice? I want you to practice.

Just put the ignition off.

On a scale from 1 to 10, how offended will you be if I sit in the back? Dad.

Safety first.

Hello? Looking for Owen Michaels?

Owen just left. Can I take a-

Hey, Jovan, just the chair.

Hey. Hey, I just saw you called.

I'm in the city. Want to grab an early lunch?

Always, but I have a lunch date.

Max must be jealous.

Only because Metro reporters don't get to sit in on profiles with gold-gloved

winning shortstops. How about coffee later this afternoon?

Can't. I have a client meeting in Tiburon. I just stopped by the Ferry

Building to grab bread for dinner.

They don't have bread in Sausalito?

It's from Acme. They serve it at Poggio. We took Bailey there the other night.

And now we're driving 45 minutes to get bread for Bailey?

No, I was dropping off a couple pieces with Ash anyway.

Uh-huh.

In my defense, it is delicious bread.

therapist worth their salt would say that trying this hard for bailey is not

about bailey oh right so you're a therapist now i'd make a great therapist

i'm just getting off of jules hey love hi ash hey hannah give me a sec yeah of

course oh this is stunning and it won't last the weekend now that you're so

fancy wow that's a big photo

What's wrong?

Jules?

Uh, I gotta call Max back. She's freaking out about something.

Who am I to stand in the way of true love?

Not today, it isn't.

Love you.

Love you. Bye. Bye.

Is this the famous grandfather?

I think he would have gotten a kick out of seeing his picture in the magazine.

Despite himself.

Are you sure there's nothing of his that I could show?

Nope. Still not for sale.

It's open.

Leave a message.

Yay, it's me. Let me know when you're heading home.

And just a reminder, if you beat me there, the rest of the orange chicken is

mine.

I love you.

Shelter line stretching around the corner.

Welcome to the new world.

Family sleeping in the car in the southwest.

No home, no job, no peace, no rest.

The highway is alive tonight.

Nobody's kidding, nobody.

Bailey, can you get that?

Hello? Mrs. Michaels?

Yes?

No one calls me that.

Are you a friend of Bailey's?

No.

Mr. Michaels asked me to give this to you.

Where did you see Mr. Michaels?

He ran past me in the hall.

In the hall?

At school.

He gave me 20 bucks to drop this off.

I kind of need to... Yeah, sure, of course.

What's that smell?

It's dinner.

Hope not.

Do you know where my dad is? He said he'd be home by now.

Yeah, I was just gonna call him.

Hey, it's Owen.

Leave a message.

Hey, it's me.

You're probably on your way, but give me a call.

I'll just grab a Clif Bar.

I gotta get to rehearsal anyway.

No.

I'll take you.

Sue's just texted. She's literally right on the dock. Just tell my dad I'll catch

a ride home.

Hey, Bailey. Thanks for dinner.

You've reached Jules. Leave a message.

Hello, this is the shop. Hey, Greg, it's Hannah. Is Owen there?

Hey, Hannah.

Yeah, um, I don't think he's... None of the senior staff are available at the

moment.

What?

Look,

I'm so sorry, and I have to go.

Sorry, ma'am. Building's closed.

My husband works inside. I'm trying to reach him.

What's his name?

Ma'am?

What's his name?

Who's your husband?

Ma'am?

Excuse me, who's your husband?

Let's go, Mr. Thompson, come on.

David.

Oh shit.

Watch your head.

Too late.

Down for the night, rest those pipes.

Okay, can we clear these cubes, and we'll go right into a quick run-through

of Everybody Says Don't.

Bravo.

What are you doing here?

Practice standard early? Thought I'd...

Come say hi.

Hi. You down here?

Give you a ride home?

I have one, unfortunately.

Maleficent's out there.

I don't even know why she's here. I told her I had it handled.

Hey, it's Owen.

Leave a message.

I'm just saying my dad's probably not going to be psyched for me to be alone

with you in the wilderness.

It's a yurt with a king bed.

Yeah, I don't think mentioning the bed is going to help our cause.

I could just say you're staying at Sousa's.

She'd cover for you.

That'd be our little secret.

My dad and I don't have secrets.

Well, you should probably work on that.

Should go before I handle this shit, okay, but talk to your dad will you?

Tell him I'll be a gentleman I Definitely won't tell him

that Text me later

Bailey. Is that from your dad?

Where is he?

Where's my dad I Don't know there's something happening at the

shop if it's been arrested I Haven't been

able to reach him

What

is that

Get on.

Are you okay?

Fine.

Is that the Chronicle piece?

What? No.

There's a Chronicle piece?

Yeah. What does it... It doesn't mention your dad. It's just about Avid.

Daily Beast is tweeting there the new Enron.

Lynn Williams keeps sharing the tweets on her story.

About how the shop committed to... Billion-dollar fraud, how everyone who

works there is in on it. That's not true. She keeps tagging me. That's not

true. Lynn Williams should not be tagging you. So where is he, Hannah?

Why'd he leave me this money?

Let's go inside, okay?

I'm gonna make some calls.

Somebody will know where your father is.

Let's start there.

Let's find out where he is.

Bailey he's gonna have an explanation, you know, we will

Okay, but I'm texting Bobby to

come over Unless you want me to go there.

No, he can come here Maybe let's keep the money to ourselves for now.

No, you think

We need to get inside.

Trust me.

How's she holding up?

Okay, got it.

Where can we talk?

Back deck.

I'm just gonna grab a sweater.

Okay.

He didn't pack.

Okay. I'm just saying, his suitcase, all his clothes, they're still here.

You know something.

She can't hear you.

Are you sure?

Now I am.

Max got a tip this morning from a friend of hers at the SEC.

That's why she was trying to reach me.

According to this friend, the shop's new software doesn't work.

What? I thought it was selling like crazy.

Oh, I told you it was selling already?

Yeah, it was Avett.

Okay.

What did he say exactly?

He and Bell came for dinner before the IPO last month. Avett couldn't stop

talking about how insane the sales were.

Except there were no sales.

Just interest in a software demo.

Apparently, anytime a buyer expressed interest in the demo, Ava put it down on

the books as revenue.

Jesus. Max says it's like what they did at Enron.

Inflated the company's valuation and drove with the stock price in advance of

the IPO.

And there's the fraud.

Stockholders are going to lose half a billion dollars.

Max couldn't believe that Owen was a part of it. And honestly, when she told

me this morning, I couldn't believe it either. So I...

You called Owen.

Well, I called you.

But I couldn't reach you.

So then, yeah, I called Owen.

God, Anne, I'm so sorry.

I never thought in a million years... That he'd run.

I can't believe this is happening.

Yeah, I get it.

People do crazy things when they feel tracked.

Tracked?

What do you mean?

Isn't your dad, like, Chief Coder or something?

You think he's involved in this? I didn't say that.

That's not my dad. He would never.

That's probably why he's MIA. He knows every opinionated dumbass is gonna judge

him like you are. Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm not judging him.

All I'm saying is your dad's... your dad's a really smart guy.

It's a little hard to believe he didn't know what was going on.

There's definitely no way he didn't discuss things with... her.

Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out what he's thinking.

I know it doesn't look good.

But I can't believe Owen would be caught up in this.

You know Owen, he's straightforward to a fault.

I feel like we're missing something.

Jules, what?

Sources can't hide it when they know something.

My mother taught me that when I started at the Globe.

They forget to ask the obvious questions, the things they would ask if

they were really in the dark.

If Owen didn't know what was going on, he would have wanted more information.

Why the feds were indicting Avett, what exactly he'd done, how exposed the shop

was, but...

He didn't ask any of that.

That's not what he wanted to know.

What did he want to know?

How long he had to get out.

See you.

I'll call you when I get home.

Mm-hmm.

Listen, um, you still have your own checking account, right?

Yeah. Why?

Max thinks the FBI is going to freeze Owens' assets if they haven't already.

They always follow the money.

Hmm.

What?

Nothing. I just wish I knew what to do for Bailey.

When my mom took off, my grandfather knew exactly what to say to me.

So what do you think he'd say now?

That we have each other.

Pretty sure it's not gonna cut it here.

You live in a floating home?

About as far from New York City as you can get.

I don't know. I do live on an island.

Do you really want a lesson or is this just an excuse to walk me home? No, no,

no, no.

I want the lesson.

I want to learn how you do what you do.

Where do we start?

Just... Pick a piece of wood that speaks to you. I tend to use oak, distressed

pine, cedar.

What's your favorite?

I don't play favorites.

Good to know.

They're all great for different reasons.

Is that my first lesson?

No. Your first lesson is that a good piece of wood always has one thing, one

quality that defines it.

What defines this piece?

I think this part could turn out interesting.

I like that.

You could probably say the same thing about most people. At the end of the

day, one thing defines them.

What defines you?

What defines you?

May I ask first?

There's nothing I wouldn't do for my daughter.

It's open.

Can I come in?

Yeah, I guess.

Did you get any sleep?

No, not really.

I keep reading it and it doesn't make sense.

You know what matters about me.

What does that even mean?

I think he probably means you know how much he loves you.

No, that's not it, Hannah. I know him. He meant something else.

Yeah.

Like what? I don't have any idea. That's why I'm asking you.

Look, Bailey, I can't tell you exactly what he meant.

I have to think there's a good explanation for what's going on here.

Why?

Why do you have to think that? Did he tell you something?

What? No.

I am just as in the dark as you are.

Bailey, I... I don't know what's happening here, but I do know your dad

loves you.

You really think you need to tell me that?

I'm gonna make breakfast.

I think you should probably get ready for school. For school?

You're joking, right?

I'm trying here, Bailey.

I'm sorry.

I know I keep saying the wrong things. At least you know.

Anna Hall?

Who are you?

I'm a U.S. Marshal.

What do you want?

Oat milk, right?

The guy Fred's telling me how you take it. I can get my own coffee, thanks.

Whatever you like.

Right now, I'd like you to get off my dock.

Fair enough.

If I had heard from my spouse in 24 hours and a U.S. Marshal showed up at my

doorstep, I'd probably feel the same.

When was the last time you heard from him?

Right.

Before he left for work yesterday.

The thing is, if your husband said something about where he was going, I

need to know.

That's the only way for me to protect him.

Is that why you're here? To protect my husband?

Okay.

Look, you should lay low till this all sorts itself out and get yourself a

lawyer. Why would I need a lawyer?

Well... For starters, so you don't have to answer questions you don't want to

answer. Like yours.

Exactly.

That's my cell.

If Owen reaches out, tell him I can help.

Is there... What do you know that I don't?

Look, Owen hasn't used his credit card in 24 hours, not his ATM.

Not a check.

And you can stop calling his phone. I'm sure he's dumped it. If he calls you,

it'll be from a burner or some other phone that isn't readily traceable, but

I think he's too smart to take that chance either.

Why are you making him sound like some sort of criminal mastermind?

Be at my cell.

Call any time.

I'll help you too if you let me.

How? How could you possibly help me?

Getting through this?

Of course, that'll be the easy part.

What's the hard part?

Owen Michaels is not who you think he is.

It's over.

Leave a message.

Leave me where the light pours down through the trees like rain