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[Lewis Stewart] Jax, sit down.

Nigga.

- Is this a joke? - Not at all.

[chuckles] So, so, what are we intervening exactly?

I mean, fun, clearly. [chuckles]

Your drug problem.

I know you fuckin' lying.

Jax, why don't you take a seat so that we can talk.

- No, I'm good. - You get it, Naima?

This is why I told you not to say anything.

- Stop yelling at me. - Spenser, now is not the time.

Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

[Autumn Owens] Why don't we all take a beat?

If she not gonna sit down, what is the point?

Look, Jax, please sit down.

Dad, she clearly doesn't wanna be here.

Look, Spenser, if you don't be quiet, I-

Don't talk to him like that.

Look, Jax, you don't have a leg to stand on, so, please.

- Maybe we should go. - Yeah, I'm uncomfortable.

We can all figure this out if we just take a moment to talk.

Look, I don't wanna talk about nothing.

We don't care what you want. This is not about-

It's my fucking birthday!

[Lewis sighs]

[Jax scoffs]

- [Lewis] Don't. - [door slams shut]

You see what y'all are doing?

Did you really think this was a good-ass idea, Lewis?

Who, whose idea was this anyway? Huh?

[gasps] Oh, let me guess.

My dear mother, right?

Actually, it was mine.

Wow. So much for trust, huh?

All we need you to do is sit down and listen.

You know what? Nah. [chuckles softly]

I've heard enough.

In fact, since apparently no one here is interested

in throwing me a birthday party,

[laughs] I'ma go where I'm celebrated.

Just like Oprah said.

I don't think Oprah said that.

[door slams]

Jax, I promise you that if you walk out that door,

don't bother coming back.

[Jax whimpers]

You are going to lose everything, and I mean everything.

Me, the kids, your entire network of support.

And there is no amount of conversation therapy,

nothing that can be done to undo the damage you do if you leave.

Why?

Because I'll be fucking done.

I'm for real, Jax.

So, either sit your ass down

and listen to what the fuck we gotta say

or never speak to any of us again.

[objects clatter]

Alright. Y'all wanna talk?

Let's talk.

[? soft, tense music playing]

Before we begin...

we want you to understand

you are surrounded by people who love you

and care about you. You understand?

You think this is how you treat people you love?

No, actually it is.

And maybe by the end of this, you'll realize that.

[Autumn] Jax, I need you to verbally acknowledge

you understand that before we begin.

Fine.

Yes, I understand.

Thank you.

Now, we have all gathered here

to share how we have individually been affected

by your drug addiction.

I'm not a drug addict.

What? I'm not.

You're high right now.

[scoffs] Yes, I had some drinks and some very legal marijuana,

but I ain't drive here.

And again, given that it's my birthday,

I think I've been pretty fucking responsible.

What about these?

- Where you find those? - [Lewis] Not where they're supposed to be.

Where else in this house around our children do you have these pills?

Uh-uh. Why are you talking to me like that?

Like I'm some kinda criminal?

I'm your wife, Lewis. See?

I thought we got past this.

This whole macho man routine that you do every single time-

Stop deflecting.

The only way this is gonna work is if you stop talking and listen.

[Jax] Hmm.

Each of us will take individual turns to speak.

While we share our experiences with you, it's important you listen.

And when everyone is done, you can express your feelings.

[Jax] Hmm.

So I'm just supposed to stand here

and listen to y'all talk shit about me to my face

and I can't say anything?

You can. But not until the end.

Fucking fantastic. Alright.

[Jax scoffs]

Who first then?

I'll go.

[Jax scoffs]

Well, when they, uh, first told me that you had a pill problem,

I, I didn't believe it, uh, because you're so on it

and, I don't know, controlling and kinda judgey

that I was like, "Well, no way, not Jax."

But now, seeing you like this, this, this isn't you, Jax.

I mean, yes, you can, you can be direct

and sometimes it's funny, but tonight, you're just mean.

And it's not funny and it's, it's actually making me sad.

And... you know, I've got my own reasons to be sad.

[voice breaking] I mean, I'm still a little fucked up

about the whole crazy person shooting a gun at my face thing

that happened a few months ago.

And, uh, I know you got shot and I'm sorry and it sucks.

[sniffles] But Lewis and I, we had to see you...

[Daniel sobbing]

We had to see you almost die, Jax.

Do you know what that does to a person?

Yes.

Then you know, and that makes it kinda worse

'cause you would've thought that you would've been there for me,

but you haven't.

Okay, but...

we're not friends.

How dare you say that to him?

What? It's the truth. You say it to him all the time.

I am different.

He adores you. He would do anything for you.

- Well, not, not anything. - Trust me, you would.

[Jax Stewart] Okay, so what? Let me guess.

It's your turn to speak now, Krystal, right? Huh?

Uh... I guess so.

You know, the-the day I found out that you had made junior partner,

I marched into HR and demanded to be put on your desk.

I mean, you are a powerful Black lawyer making waves in the firm.

I saw the greatness in you.

And I respected how you demanded greatness from me.

You make my dream seem possible.

But now you're humiliating me in public.

You are attacking Daniel for being... Daniel.

You know what we gave up to follow you to your new firm.

And we did it happily because we all believe in the same thing, you.

Let me make one thing real clear.

It is not my job to be some kinda super lawyer,

mommy, role model to you and Daniel, alright?

I expect good work from you

because that is the bare minimum required to stay in this game.

You watched me do what I do for years without slowing down one bit,

yet you still go home and complain about me not being enough for you?

That it's too hard?

Well, shit, I'm sorry, Krystal. The job is tough, alright?

Requires a little more beyond you riding my coattails.

- Riding your motherfucking coattails? - [Jax] Yes.

- You have no fucking idea what the fuck- - Okay, okay, let's, let's move on.

Yes, let's.

[sighs]

Who wants to go next?

I'll, I'll go.

[sighs]

[clears throat]

Cracka Jax, you okay?

I'm fine.

It's a pretty shitty-ass birthday party.

[Shanelle sighs]

I, I know.

It's hard to hear some of this stuff,

but we're here because we love you.

I know, Shay Shay, but, come on, you gotta listen to me.

They're wrong. I don't have a problem. I'm fine.

Come on, you believe me, right?

I believe... you believe you.

And I'm willing to listen and be wrong.

You believe that I believe you... Girl, what is that?

Where you learn to speak like this? In prison?

[Jax chuckles]

My God.

Yeah, I've seen a lot, Jax.

And it's forced me to realize that the only way for me to sleep at night

is to be honest with myself and the people around me.

Hmm. Well, you know how I sleep well at night?

Knowing that I sacrificed my marriage and my career

to make sure that your ass stayed out of prison.

But now you in my house, telling me what to do,

talking about you believe me believing myself,

whatever the fuck you said

when you was getting tossed around for years

like a rag doll for some ain't-shit-ass nigga.

- I saved you, Shanelle. - I saved myself.

Oh. Ooh. Is that right?

- What, you mad now, huh? - [chuckles]

Why, 'cause I'm telling the truth?

How that shit feel?

Not too good, huh?

[Jax laughing]

Ahh! [laughing]

You know, you once said to me, "Deflection isn't a flex."

And that's exactly what your ass is doing right now.

You think it's cute,

but we all see you and it's embarrassing.

The only thing that's embarrassing is

that you've been trying to be my bestie since, what?

- Like the 10th grade? - [scoffs] This bitch.

Is that what this shit is about? Huh?

You mad I ain't call you enough to ask you about your damn Tinder dates?

- Jax, can you listen? - No, no, no.

You resent me because for 20 years,

I was the only one that knew something about you that no one else-

[all shouting]

- [Jax] Just shut up, Shanelle! - You need some fuckin' help!

[shouting continues]

Jax, please!

What you? What you mad at me for?

Ain't that what tonight was about?

We keeping it real, right? Huh? Who want it next?

[Sally Braswell] Alright, Jax, you wanna keep it real?

Let's keep it fucking real.

[Jax] Oh, ho, ho, ho, here we ho.

[Sally] Oh. [laughs] Really?

- That's all you got? - Aight.

You could call me whatever you want, but I am a doctor.

And you tried to get me to prescribe you oxy.

And when I didn't, you stole pages from my prescription pad.

Oh, you thought I didn't know!

I don't know if that shows how stupid you are

or how stupid you think I am.

- The latter. - So you admit it then.

Look, what, what difference does it make, huh?

I mean, I only took it 'cause you said no.

That makes me a fucking brat, not an addict.

The Jax I know definitely would've been annoyed, yes,

but would not have stolen pages from my prescription pad.

Risking my license, my livelihood, and custody of my kids.

Oh, so what? Now you scared of risk? Huh?

You lost your marriage, your house,

everything trying to save Runaway Rhonda ass over there.

And now you end up fucking a basic-ass white boy.

Shit, I don't blame Chris for divorcing your ass.

You about the dumbest fucking doctor I know.

Yes, I am a doctor. [sniffles]

Which is why I know what happens with prolonged opioid use.

Do you, counselor?

Well, let my dumb ass fill you in.

It leads to a compromised immune system,

endocrine disruption, liver damage, kidney damage,

heart attack, heart failure, overdose, death!

Okay, Sally, I get it.

Right. 'Cause you're always the smartest person in the room.

- Damn right. - Except for tonight.

[? somber music playing]

[Sally sobs quietly]

I can understand if you are feeling overwhelmed or-

I'm feeling betrayed.

How's that for feelings?

And then you, Dr. Bryant, pretending to be a therapist

instead of being my friend.

I am here first and foremost as your friend.

But given I am licensed, I'm here to make sure-

Here-here to make sure what?

That I don't OD and die like your last client?

Ozzie didn't overdose in my office, Jax.

He overdosed here in your home.

It isn't your fault, but it is clearly causing you deep pain.

Do not talk about Ozzie.

I lost him, too, Jax.

But I had to let it go. Let him go.

[Jax inhales, exhales deeply]

And I'm here to help you do the same.

So, you're-you're here to help me release my trauma?

No, y'all here because my nosy-ass mama

told my controlling-ass husband that I have a drug problem, which I don't.

That's enough.

[? tense music playing]

Whatever you got to say, Ma, just say it.

I'm only here because despite the horrible things you said to me,

I am your mother.

And as a mother, you should know

what it feels like to carry a child.

Birth it, nurture it, watch it grow.

That's a commitment that's for life.

What-what are you talking about?

You banned me from your life

because I told your husband the truth!

And here we are, and the truth is out.

Whose truth? Not mine.

Clearly everyone in this room disagrees with that.

Well, that wouldn't be the first time I wasn't believed.

- Hey, Jax, don't start. - No, no, no, no. That's alright.

If I want her to own up to her stuff, then I have to own up to mine, too.

I believed you about Paul.

I even left him over it.

After 10 years, I was sad and I was lonely.

And maybe it's a generational thing,

but I had hoped that since I had moved on, that you did, too,

but that was my mistake.

But one thing doesn't have anything to do with the other.

You... are the one that's hiding pills

and saying horrible things to your family and your friends

because you're too high to know how high you are!

Not me.

Now maybe there isn't a needle hanging from your arm like your father.

But these pain meds are controlling your mind

and your body the same way.

Maybe even worse.

And your not being able to see that

proves that everyone in this room is right about you.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

- No. - [Mama Lu] Oh.

No, it doesn't.

[Mama Lu chuckles]

You sound just like your father right now.

I'm nothing like him.

Oh. But here you are with the lies, the insults, the denials,

looking and behaving just like a drug addict.

[stammers] Just... stop calling me that.

Then what shall I call you?

I told you to never fucking call me again,

so I don't even know why you here!

I don't know why none of y'all are here! [sobbing]

[? somber music playing]

[Jax breathing deeply]

Oh.

Oh, wait.

Wait, I do know.

Oh, shit.

Oh! [laughs]

[Jax laughing]

Well, what's so funny?

You know what? I'm sorry.

It's just, this is what y'all wanted.

This-this-this is literally your-your dream fucking come true.

Y'all have been praying for the day that you could hover over me

with your fucking judgment and your delusion,

feeling like you're better than me!

[Jax sobbing]

'Cause you know what, y'all can't stand the fact

that no matter what happens to me, I stay winning!

[Jax panting]

I know what y'all want.

Y'all want me on my fucking knees, right?

That what you want?

You want me to be on my knees, huh?

You want me to cry, "Help me, save me, cure me!

"I'm not the person you think I am.

I can't, I can't do it alone. It's a lie!"

But that shit ain't the fucking truth at all.

You know what, you want the truth, Ma?

The truth is that no matter what bullet pierces my flesh

or what man puts his hands down my pants,

I am still better than you.

I'm better than all y'all niggas.

And you know what? I always will be.

Yeah.

[breathing shakily]

And you know what? On that note...

all y'all get the fuck up out of my house.

Yeah, you too. [chuckles]

- Happy to. - [Jax] Good. Bye, bitches.

That's right.

Bye!

Bye! [chuckling]

Yeah. This was a mistake.

[Jax] Finally, something we could both agree on.

Yep. Bye.

If you get help, I'll forgive you.

I'll keep that in mind, Daniel.

Get the fuck out, you corny-ass nigga.

[Jax scoffing]

Oh, you still got something to say?

Not anymore.

Call me if you need me.

I will.

- I love you. - Love you, too.

[? soft, somber music playing]

Why are you still here? Hmm?

- Because we're not done. - Well, I'm done.

Jax, I told you, if you leave-

And I heard you, Lewis.

Just because I'm staying don't mean I'm talking.

[? music continues]

[Jax exhales]

[line ringing]

Yo, playboy. Ain't heard from you in a minute. What up?

- Call me back, nigga. - [door opens]

What the fuck you doing in a tux?

I was at the Star Music Charity Gala.

Look, there's something that you should know.

Star Music had a charity gala and didn't think to invite me?

Well, I'm the head of Crop Records.

Not you.

At the moment.

Sure.

Anyway, um, Desiree Grant is writing an article about you.

How the fuck does that happen?

As so-called CEO of Crop,

how come you can't do your job, man?

I am doing my job.

I'm the one keeping this shit afloat

while your ass is on trial for kidnapping and murder.

Everything I do is for you and for this company.

What else do I have to do to prove that to you?

That shit should have been killed before she even opened her laptop.

You know that.

So when you go home, I want you to ask yourself

why it is you still can't get shit done without me.

[Tyger chuckles softly]

Alright.

And I want you to ask yourself...

why none of your boys care enough

to answer your fucking phone calls.

[? dramatic music playing]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Naima Stewart] "Mom...

"I love you and I know you love me too,

"but I've learned that parents can love you

and still let you down."

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

It's me, baby. It's Mommy.

You know the things they say about me are not true, right?

Right?

Hey, why don't we talk, just the two of us, okay?

Hey, is that alright with y'all? Huh?

No, we can talk here.

"I didn't know how to feel at first when I found the pills hidden-"

Wait, you found the pills?

Okay, wait, who, whose idea was this? Huh?

Give her someone to blame for the rest of her life?

- Jax. - [Jax] Come on, baby.

Why didn't you come to me?

- I thought we were close. - We are.

So then why did you rat me out?

[Lewis] Alright, Jax, that's enough.

No, no, we're just talking. We're just talking, right?

- I'm glad I told Dad! - [Jax] Okay.

You know what?

You wanna ruin your relationships with your friends and coworkers,

by all means, do whatever the fuck you want, Jax.

But I'll be damned if I'm gonna let you affect our children's lives.

Okay. So you think that what you're doing right here is good for them?

It's good for you, Jax.

And what's good for you, it's good for them-

Shut up, Autumn.

[Spenser Stewart] Y'all done yet?

I don't know, are we?

Dad, you, you know this is a waste of time, right?

It's Mom. She ain't gonna listen to all this bullshit.

- Alright, Spenser. - Ain't you get it now?

This is why I told your lil' ass not to say shit.

- Spenser! - What? Hey...

If Mom wanna take the pills, let her take the pills.

- I took one. - You...

Spenser, no. No. Baby, what did you take?

I don't, I don't, I don't know.

I found them in the hall closet when I was looking for a fresh towel,

and I decided to take one when I was having a bad day.

- No big deal! - It's very, it's a very big deal.

Those are pain pills for me, baby.

Mommy has been in a lot of pain.

Yeah. So have I.

And this shit's supposed to make it better, right?

Right?

You can't be taking pills.

Nah. We past that, Ma.

If you think I have a problem, maybe you have a problem, too.

- I see what you're doing. - [Spenser] I see what you're doing.

- I don't have a drug problem. - Stop taking 'em then.

- It doesn't work like that. - So what? You can't stop?

No, that's not what I said. I'm saying-

Then what, what? What-what are you saying, Ma? Huh?

- I don't know! - Then I'll help you.

Say you have a drug problem.

I don't have a drug problem.

Just stop taking 'em or go to rehab right now.

I can't go to rehab. I'm in the middle of a trial, Spenser.

Then you gonna spend the whole weekend getting this shit out your system.

- Whoa, whoa, no, no, Spenser. - That's what you're gonna do.

We're gonna stick with the original plan

and your mom's gonna go to rehab.

What... Oh.

Oh, so that was your plan.

[laughs] No, I am definitely not doing that shit.

See, I-I told you, Dad.

This ain't gonna work.

But I know you, Ma.

And I know that if you really don't have a problem,

you're gonna do whatever it takes to prove that you don't have that problem.

Am I right?

That's right.

[Spenser] Okay, then.

Prove you don't need the pills for the whole weekend.

- Spenser. - Do it, Ma!

Alright!

[breathing heavily]

Lewis, I don't think that's a good idea.

Well, I think it is. Hmm?

It's only a couple days, right?

[Lewis] Right.

I mean...

I can have the kids, um, stay at Lu's

and I can stay with her.

Okay. I can connect you with a telehealth provider

just in case something goes wrong.

Oh, there ain't nothing gonna go wrong. Goddamn it. [scoffs]

Alright, Spense, you can head back to your room

till your grandmother comes back.

Hey.

Forty-eight hours.

You got forty-eight hours to prove me wrong.

Fine.

And what do I get if I show...

No, when I prove to you that I do not have a problem, huh?

I would love a little more trust and a lot less bullshit, okay?

I think after you detox, a lot will be clear.

Okay. Yeah, whatever.

[Jax laughs]

Autumn, you can leave.

Lewis, let me know if you need anything.

He won't.

Mm-hmm.

Why'd he ask your ass to come here anyway.

You know they all full of shit, right?

I guess we're gonna see.

[? soft, pensive music playing]

[knock on door]

Look at you burning the midnight oil.

Living wild on a Friday night.

Yeah. Well, we rest Eric's case on Monday, thank God.

And I've gotta prep for Jax and her defense.

How's the Monica Wilson case coming?

Good.

But Jax still hasn't agreed to testify.

Oh, I guess it wasn't just me.

Got it. Well...

don't work too hard.

Actually, Mike?

?

[Regina moans]

[Regina chuckles]

[Regina exhales]

- Oh, man. - Oof! Wow.

[both breathing deeply]

[cell phone buzzing]

[Mike Ortiz] Mm.

Everything okay?

Yeah, it's just my sister.

You guys close?

We are two very different people

with different lives and different priorities.

[Mike] Hmm.

- But, hey... - [Mike] Hmm.

...instead of talking...

how about we find out what else you can do with this?

[? jazzy music playing]

[chuckles]

[footsteps approach]

You alright?

- Yes. Just, I'm tired. - Then go to sleep.

- [Jax] I can't. - Why not?

It's been a really fucking long day, Lewis, that's why.

[scoffs, sighs]

Can you turn on the air? It's really hot in here.

Well, I did that earlier, which is why I'm wearing a sweatshirt.

Okay, well, then maybe I'm just thirsty. I'm gonna go get some water.

No, no, I got it.

- Okay. Thanks, baby. - [Jax] Uh-huh.

[? suspenseful music playing]

- I don't want it cold. - [Lewis] It's not.

- [Jax] Oh. - [Lewis sighs]

- Thank you, baby. - Yep.

I think you should get some rest.

[Jax] Mm-hmm.

[Jax sighs]

Wait, you're not sleeping over here?

No.

Come on, Lewis, you can't sleep in that chair all night,

that's ridiculous.

Well, I slept in a chair for weeks when you were in the hospital.

Yeah, that was, that was different.

[Lewis] Was it?

You weren't okay then and you aren't okay now.

[birds chirping]

[Lewis exhales]

[Lewis grunts]

What are you doing?

[Jax] Oh, uh, um, I was looking for a snack.

Oh. Snacks are in the pantry.

That's right. That's weird. I-I forgot.

- [Jax chuckles nervously] - [Lewis] Yeah.

Weird.

Look, why don't you go to the room and I'll fix you something?

Oh, okay.

Uh, what, you, you sure?

Are you sure you were looking for a snack?

Oh, come on, Lewis. I mean, what are you,

you just gonna sit up here and watch me all weekend?

- At this point, maybe I should. - Well, I need to go take a shit.

You wanna come with me to the bathroom?

At this point, I'll do whatever I need to, Jax.

Okay, what you need to do is leave me alone, okay?

That's what you need to do.

No, that's the last thing I need to do.

[Jax sighs]

Where are they, Jax?

Where... I, I, I told you I came in here

because I was hungry, Lewis.

This is where you come when you wanna eat something.

No, listen, you have told me a lot of things

in the last few months, and they have all been lies.

So if you think I'm gonna believe this bullshit,

you got another motherfucking thing coming.

Why are you talking to me like this?

I thought you loved me, Lewis!

What are you doing? Okay.

Okay, this, this, this, this is insane. This is insane.

What, what are you even looking for?

Okay, you know what? Fine. Just... Wait. Lewis.

You know what? Okay. Okay.

Is this the snack you were looking for?

Huh? Is this it?

- I don't know how that even- - Oh, oh, you don't know now?

Oh, okay. Oh, good. I'll just pour 'em out then.

- Fine, do it. - And you know what?

After I do this, I'm scouring this whole fucking house.

I'm gonna find every pill that's in here

and I promise you, you will never have a fix again.

[disposal whirring]

[screaming] No, no, no!

[gasps]

[breathing heavily]

[? somber music playing]

Jax, I think you should lay down.

[voice shaking] No. No.

This is crazy. I don't need them. I don't need them.

I know, I know, babe.

I didn't know.

I didn't know.

I didn't... Oh, my God. [gasps]

Oh, my God. I said all, all those horrible things to everyone.

I swear, I didn't know.

I didn't know. I didn't know. I thought I was okay.

Oh, my God, I'm not okay. I'm not okay.

I'm- I'm not okay.

I'm not okay.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, baby, really.

I... I... I need... I need help.

I need help, baby, please. I'll do whatever you want.

I'll do whatever you want, but I need help, baby.

Please, I need you. I need you.

- I'm here, I'm here, I'm here. - [Jax] I need you.

Please! Please, I need you!

[crying] Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, baby!

- I'm so s... I'm so sorry! - It's okay.

- [Jax] I'm sorry. - It's okay.

It's gonna be okay. I got you.

- I've got you. - [Jax continues crying]

[knock on door]

Thank you for coming.

Where is she?

I was gonna call her doctor, but I didn't want her to freak out.

I figured you could provide some insight or empathy, given, uh...

Yeah, no. I'm glad you called.

Daddy?

Jackie, honey, hey.

Hey, baby, hey.

[crying] I really messed up.

I lost control and I don't, I don't know what to do.

[Eddie Nicholas] I know, it's okay.

Most important thing is that you know something's wrong.

That's a good step. Yeah.

Nothing about this is good, Dad.

It's... I'm hot, then I'm cold.

I mean, I just, I'm, I'm tired but I can't really sleep.

Then I have this headache.

This is like the worst headache I've had in my life.

And that's not the worst part.

I mean, the worst part is that the, the pain,

the pain has come back and I can't,

I can't do anything about it.

And that's why we reach for the substances,

the pills, whatever.

Because the physical pain is hard,

but the emotional pain... is unbearable.

"We"?

That's why "we" reach?

"We" being addicts.

[Eddie sighs]

I just never thought that you would become "we."

[? somber music playing]

Yeah, me neither, baby.

Well, thankfully, it hasn't been that long for me, you know?

It's just been a bad few months, so...

I think I just take this weekend,

get this shit out of my system, you know?

And then I'm, I'm gonna be smarter.

You know, I'm not gonna lose control like I did.

[sighs] I hate to say this, but, um...

whether it's been months or years, addiction is addiction.

You know, it's not about being smart or rich or poor or anything.

The drugs, that fix, cancels all that shit out.

Nothing can help you except you.

And, of course, support of your family and friends.

[Eddie sighs]

It's not gonna be solved on a weekend.

It's something you're gonna have to deal with for... forever.

No. No, I'm not dealing with this forever.

"A," I refuse.

But that's how it is when you're an addict.

Then I'm not an addict.

I can't be. I won't be.

I didn't ask for this.

What, you think I asked to be an addict?

My father was an alcoholic.

So much so that when he found out the disease was about to take his life,

he kept drinking to the very end.

So I didn't ask for this. No one does.

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

It's...

It's not about what you've experienced or who you're related to.

It's about you taking accountability

and accepting that you need help.

I, I don't need your...

[exhales]

I'm sorry, Dad, but I think that you should go.

[sighs]

Uh... [sighs]

?

[door closes]

[Jax groans]

[Jax retches]

[cell phone buzzing]

Hey, is she...

[nurse] [on phone] She doesn't have a lot of time.

You should hurry.

I'll be right there.

[Mike] Is everything okay?

[Regina] Um, sorry, I, I have to run.

[Regina exhales]

Thank you... for the distraction.

?

[door opens, closes]

[Eddie] Man, you were right. She's in trouble.

[Lewis] Damn.

One of the few times I was hoping I was wrong.

Sorry, man. I wish I could sugarcoat it, but this shit ain't nothing to play with.

I can see that.

It's gonna be a long road to recovery for her,

especially since she's still in denial about being an addict.

What? No, she admitted to me that she had a problem.

Oh, she admits to that part.

It's the part where she got to say this problem is

a permanent one, not a temporary one.

That's the part that's gonna be hard for her.

And honestly, for you, too.

It's like...

the minute it gets easy,

it gets hard again.

Look, Lewis... [sighs]

I appreciate you calling.

I can imagine it wasn't exactly the easiest call to make...

for a number of reasons.

Yeah, well, I learned a long time ago,

when it comes to Jax, love really is stronger than pride.

Wow. You really do love her.

I am trying.

[Eddie] No, no, you succeeded.

You ain't let her get away with what she was doing.

Despite how manipulative and convincing I'm sure she was,

you stood 10 toes down to handle shit.

You saved her life today by stepping up, being the man of this household.

You know, I ain't say it before, so I'm gonna look in your eye like a man

and say, "I'm sorry about that.

That was about my shit, Lewis, not about you."

But... I'm guessing you already knew that.

Yeah. I did.

I'm gonna go.

But if you need me, I'm only a phone call away, alright?

Thank you.

[? gentle music playing]

She can, uh, apparently still hear us.

And so her nurse says this is

when people typically share happy memories.

[Tatiana] I wish I could remember the happy ones.

I have some.

[Tatiana] Of course you do. You were younger.

I know that you have this obligation to her,

but she wasn't a good mother.

Well, I still wanna say something kind.

Okay?

I keep thinking about that last Christmas

we had together before they took us away,

how I was dead set on having a Christmas tree just like in the movies.

And the best I could do was a broken-off branch from the park.

And then Mom came home from work and she threw a fit

because of all the pine needles on the floor.

I was so angry with her...

for ruining our last Christmas together.

That was the first moment

that I saw everything for what it was.

I saw her for what she was.

And I've had this incessant feeling

of needing to prove myself ever since.

But maybe I should give her grace.

Maybe I should give myself grace.

Because at the end of the day,

we are all just trying to make the most out of what we got.

[sighs]

- That didn't sound so kind. - [Regina chuckles]

That's the best I could do.

Thank you for coming.

I don't think anyone deserves to die alone.

Is that why you came back?

So Mom wouldn't be alone?

No.

I came back so that you wouldn't be alone when she dies.

Because honestly...

I don't think you're ready to let her go.

[Regina sighs]

[Dr. Cordina] I added some glutathione in her IV to help ease the detox.

I also gave her Suboxone

to help with her withdrawal symptoms and cravings.

However, the IV fluids on their own

with the electrolytes will help reduce her nausea and vomiting.

Right. Okay.

Just be sure to check on her every so often.

And if anything changes, contact me immediately.

Don't hesitate, okay?

[Lewis] Trust me, I won't.

And thank you for coming over so early, Dr. Cordina. I'll walk you out.

I'm looking into your eyes and you look just like your father.

[Eddie] Addiction's addiction.

[indistinct voices murmuring]

Nothing can help you except you...

[Jax breathing heavily]

This is an emergency!

[rapid beeping, flatline echoes]

- [Ozzie Edwards] Jax? - Yeah.

[sobbing] I'm so mad at you.

[? somber music playing]

But I love you, too.

[Jax] [sobbing] Ozzie, don't go. Stop.

Please.

You go in there and you don't come back...

and I don't get over you.

It fucks me up so bad.

And I'm still...

I'm not okay.

And I don't know if I'll ever be.

[Jax breathes shakily]

How did I get here?

I think you know.

I don't know.

You know.

I just, I couldn't take all the pain.

All the trauma.

It was just easier to feel free...

to feel nothing.

But isn't that what we all do? Do what we can to cope?

I mean, what's the matter with that?

What's wrong is that it's not healing the pain.

It's just masking it. They're distractions.

But I get it.

You've spent the last few years surviving,

from Damon, me.

Your mom almost died from cancer last year.

Then, shit, you almost died.

That's... that's a lot of trauma

in a short amount of time.

And as long as you keep doing this...

you're gonna end up like, uh...

You.

[Ozzie exhales]

Still hard to believe, I guess.

I don't wanna be like you, Ozzie.

I don't wanna be like my dad.

[voice breaking] I just...

I just want to be able to-

Breathe...

heal...

and live.

[voice breaking] Mm-hmm.

[Ozzie] Okay.

So then make a different... choice.

Now I, I know it won't be easy,

but you've built an entire life and career

off of... not easy.

And you're strong.

[sobbing] I'm tired of being strong.

It's fucking exhausting.

- [Ozzie] I know. - [exhales]

But...

if you run from the pain, it won't go away.

And you won't be exhausted.

You'll be dead.

The real courage comes from knowing...

that no matter what...

you can get through this shit.

[breathing shakily]

[? pensive music playing]

[Lewis] Hey.

Are you okay?

[Jax breathing deeply]

I don't...

I don't...

No.

I'm not okay.

- [knock on door] - [speaker] Housekeeping.

I'm good for now!

- [speaker] Lo siento. Housekeeping. - [knocking continues]

[Desiree sighs]

Eric? Did you really drive your ass out to Irvine to...

Excuse you. I did not invite you into my room.

Relax. I just wanna talk.

I'm busy. And how did you know where I was?

I'm Eric Cropper.

Also, you posted the conference on your IG story,

so I guess you told me.

If you're not gone in five seconds, I'm calling the police.

Desiree, please. Come on. Alright?

It ain't gotta be like that.

Look, I heard about your "Surviving Eric Cropper"

or whatever you're calling it article and I was...

I just want a chance to be heard, right?

Tell my side of things.

If you believe me, cool. If not, it's all good.

Dr. Todd Boyd is speaking on a sold-out panel in 15 minutes,

which means you have 10.

Okay. I'll take it.

[Desiree Grant] And if I feel like you're lying,

then you leave immediately.

Understood.

[Eric clears throat]

[Eric] Okay.

First off,

I have to say this thing has really been bothering me.

Like, we used to be cool, Des.

You used to chill at my house, hang with my peeps.

Remember when my Aunt Delores came in from Flint

and made you them ribs?

I do.

And I actually think about them sometimes 'cause they were bomb.

That's what I'm saying, Des.

Like, you weren't just some music magazine reporter.

You became like... shit, family.

[scoffs] Well, sometimes family lets you down.

Oh, and you wanna be honest? Let's get real then.

Why did you change the paperwork in Dream Town's contract

to steal their publishing?

Why did you get Keisha Beets fired from Radio Two?

Because she didn't wanna suck your dick?

[Eric chuckles]

Okay. Okay.

Dream Town had their own independent lawyer.

It was their job to make sure they understood

what they were signing before they signed it, not mine.

And I had Keisha fired

because she was using her dwindling platform

to spread lies about me.

Next question.

What happened with Allen Russo?

Did you have him killed?

Did I have... [laughs] Did I have him what?

Des, do you hear yourself?

You've been watching too many crime shows.

I thought you were gonna answer my questions honestly.

Fine. No.

So you have no idea what happened to him?

You sure about that?

Oh, shit.

[chuckles] I know what this is about.

It's about you, Eric.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

This is about that music video that I shot at my old house.

I told you to come through for a cameo

and when you pulled up in that bathing suit,

it was like, oh, no, no, no, so I put your ass at the back.

And everybody started laughing

because we all agreed that's where the fuck you belonged.

Hey, but you still made the final cut. You know why?

Because I'm a nice guy.

You thought you were nice.

You embarrassed me in front of all those people.

I couldn't do interviews without artists bringing that up.

They didn't think I was helping a friend.

They thought I was a wannabe video ho.

And the worst part was that you never defended me.

You liked the way the story changed.

People were even saying you were telling that shit

at parties like nigga folklore.

But I was a journalist.

And then I became a joke.

It took me over five years

to build myself back up personally and professionally.

Yet you, you get away with fucking murder

and still end up with number one hits.

It's not right.

But that ends soon 'cause whether you're found innocent or guilty,

I'll make sure the only hits you get to have

are back shots from prison!

Yo. Yo, I was just joking.

But you are really mad about this video shit.

Wow.

What did you want to happen, Desiree?

You wanna be all in the video?

And then for me to have me take you into my guest house

and... hollow you out?

Yeah.

That's what you wanted.

Hey.

You want it now, Des? Huh?

No, thank you.

I only eat dark meat on Thanksgiving.

Fuck you, Eric!

I have proof that you had Allen Russo killed.

So while you in prison, I'll call up your Aunt Delores

and ask her to make her ribs.

I'll be eating dark meat all year long.

[? dramatic music playing]

[? "Save The Hero" by Beyonc� playing]

[breathing deeply]

- [softly] I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - ? I lay alone awake at night ?

- I love you. - ? Sorrow fills my eyes ?

- ? But I'm not strong enough to cry ? - [crying] I love you. I love you.

? Despite of my disguise ?

? I'm left with no shoulder ?

? But everybody wants to lean on me ?

? I guess I'm their soldier ?

? But who's gonna be mine? ?

? Who's there to save the hero ?

? Oh-ooh-oh ?

? When she's left all alone ?

? And she's crying out for help? ?

? Who's there to save the hero? ?

? Oh-ooh-oh ?

? Who's there to save the girl ?

? After she saves the world? ?

? After she saves the world ?

? I bottle all my hurt inside ?

? I guess I'm living a lie ?

? Inside my mind, each day I die ?

? What can bring me back to life? ?

- ? A simple word, a gesture ? - [Regina sniffling]

? Someone to say you're beautiful ?

? Come find this buried treasure ?

? Rainbows lead to a pot of gold ?

? Who's there to save the hero ?

? After she saves the world? ?

[Eric] The fuck am I gonna do now?

? I've given too much of myself ?

? And now it's driving me crazy ?

? I'm crying out for help ?

? Sometimes I wish someone would just come here and save me ?

? Save me from myself ?

? Who's there to save the hero ?

? Oh-ooh-oh ?

? When she's left all alone ?

? And she's crying out for help? ?

? Who's there to save the hero? ?

? Oh-ooh-oh ?

? Who's there to save the girl ?

? After she saves the world? ?

? After she saves the world... ?

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