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- Oh, yeah.

She's a bit cranky.

- You got her?

Someone's a natural.

I've wanted this for a long time.

Hi.

- Well, it's pretty obvious you were meant to be a mom.

- Adoption has always been really important to me.

Every child deserves a home. That right, Tara?

- All right.

One final form,

and you will officially be Tara's mother.

Oh!

- I was so anxious about this.

- Your application and home visit were...

In all my time here,

I've literally never seen anyone so prepared.

Of course, always feel free to call me

if you have any questions at all.

This process can be more than challenging.

There's one thing I need to tell you.

Whatever you do,

do not under any circumstance

try and contact Tara's birth mother.

- Why?

- We have strict confidentiality rules.

Let's just say

it was no longer safe for Tara.

- You're gonna do great, Amy.

- Thank you.

- Step out of the car.

- Keep your hands where I can see them.

You're under arrest for murder.

- Mother?

I thought you two were best friends.

- Huh. Definitely her mother.

- You better hope you take after your mom.

She clearly does not age.

Yeah, right.

Oh, what about this one?

- Oh, I'm pretty sure that's illegal in this state.

- Mom, I'm turning 16, okay?

All the other girls are wearing bikinis.

- And if all the other girls

jumped off a bridge, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera?

- Maybe if it was a really low bridge,

and it was Jenny.

- Yeah. - And Emma.

She's a real trendsetter.

- You know what happens

when you jump off a bridge in a bikini, right?

How about this one?

- I guess it's cute.

- And you can wear it to swim practice.

- Yeah.

I'll go try it on.

- Hey, babe. - Hey.

- Came over to lend a hand. - Aw, thank you.

- You doing all right? - Yeah.

I'm just a little...

It's Tara's birthday,

and Jenny had such a fancy party,

so now I've got to step it up.

- Well, if anyone can pull it off,

it's you.

- Yeah, well, you've gotta say that.

- Hang on. I got it.

It's okay.

- Come on. Let me do something.

- Uh, you want to...

Help blow up the balloons?

- Sure.

- Wait, are balloons too childish?

- You're asking me what 16-year-old girls like?

- Yeah, well...

All right,

aside from the impossibly high expectations you have here...

Anything else bothering you?

- No.

Yeah.

It's so silly.

Just the sales clerk made this off-handed comment

about Tara taking after her mother,

and it just made me think that I have no idea what that means.

Like, what if she's got some deep-seated fear of balloons?

You know your daughter well,

or else this is gonna be one terrifying party.

- Lame or sweet?

- Sweet.

But you can't keep stringing them both along.

- I like having two guys fighting over me.

- But it's not fair.

- They know the deal. They can walk away any time.

- No, I mean, it's not fair to me, okay?

You have two guys after you, and I don't even have one.

- Hello?

That's 'cause your mom is a control freak.

She won't let you date or take driving lessons.

- Yeah.

She's just...Protective.

Okay? I'm all she has.

- She should recognize you're basically an adult.

My mom does.

Oh, speaking of...

Your mom let you get a tattoo?

Well, not leanne.

My birth mom.

Two moms, two boys.

Ow! Ah!

- Oh, no. Amy?

Amy! I think it was a wasp.

I don't think she's been stung by a wasp before.

- No, she hasn't.

We're here, Tara.

Your mom's bringing the kit, okay?

- Is she okay?

- It's all right. It's all right.

You okay? There you go.

There it is.

There. Just breathe with me.

- Tara? Tara?

David, call 911!

Can you help her?

- Has she been stung before?

- Once, but by a bee.

Her friend said it was a wasp, but I don't know.

Is it the same thing? - Family history of allergies?

- What?

- Is anyone else in her family

allergic to wasp stings?

- I don't know. - Her father?

- I don't know who her father is.

She was adopted.

I usually carry everything with me.

I have a medical history, but family history...

- Okay, thanks. You need to stay here.

She's gonna be okay. They're moving her into a room.

- Thank god. Can I see her?

- She had a rare allergic reaction

to the epinephrine in the shot.

- Well, was it the wrong one? - No.

Sometimes it just happens.

Some things are out of our control.

- I still feel awful.

- You did everything right.

You were there,

you were prepared, and you acted fast.

Tara's fine and ready to go home.

- Do you want some cake?

- I'm not hungry.

- Well, do you want to open your presents?

Anything you want.

You name it, birthday girl.

- What if we found my birth mom like Jenny did?

Come on.

Being adopted is, like, our thing together.

- Absolutely not. - Why?

I should know my medical history!

- Because it's not safe, Tara. I'm sorry, honey.

I want this for you, too, but it...

But this is the way it has to be.

It's just not an option.

- So what's the deal? - I don't know.

It's just really been messing with my head I guess,

but it's fine.

- Okay, you seriously need to find your birth mom.

Who knows what else you're allergic to?

- What else am I gonna do, okay?

My mom already said no, so...

- Open wide.

Your mom says "no" to everything.

One more reason to find your birth mom.

We used a website.

Just mail in your DNA and wait.

- You know, if we lived together,

there'd be half the housework to do.

- We're neighbors.

We practically do live together.

- Oh. Hey, David.

- Hey, kiddo.

- So I've been studying my driver's handbook.

- We talked about this.

You're gonna wait till next year?

- But I can still practice for my permit.

- What's the hurry, sweetie? Come on.

Dinner's almost ready.

- Yeah, whatever.

What? She's growing up fast enough already.

She asked about meeting her birth mother.

- Mm, so that's what's bothering you.

- No.

I mean, yeah.

But okay, look, the agency was also

really clear that it wouldn't be safe for her to meet her.

- So why not just tell Tara that?

- I have told her,

but she still wants to meet her.

I mean, I get it, but...

I'll just take the hit.

I mean, that's what moms do, right?

Jenny.

Jenny, she just im'd me. - Who?

- My birth mom! What do I do?

- Im her back.

Wait, are you sure it's her?

- I...i don't know.

- You gotta be careful on those sites.

You're not sure if it's her or some fat, hairy old guy.

- Oh, my god.

There she is again.

Look...look, I...i got to go.

But...

Hi.

- Hi, baby girl.

- Tara, you need to eat something, honey.

- Okay, so you're a bookworm and a swimmer.

What else? Boyfriend?

Uh, not yet.

- Oh, are the guys not hot enough for you at...

Wait, what school do you go to?

- Lincoln.

- Well, I'm sure a beauty

like you has plenty of guys lined up at Lincoln.

- Um, actually i'm...I'm not allowed to date yet.

- Ouch.

Yeah, my parents were strict too.

I found ways around that.

No!

- How's the studying going?

Can you do that?

It's a hereditary trait.

- Are you studying, or are you talking to Jenny?

- Look, I got to go. - When can we meet?

- I promise we'll talk soon. - Wait.

- Jenny says hi.

- So how'd it go? - Pretty exciting.

- Oh, yeah?

- I can already tell we're so much alike.

- Are you gonna tell your mom? I mean, Amy?

- Uh, not yet. She would freak, okay?

And don't you tell her either, okay?

Okay.

- Is...is that you?

- Oh...

Is that...Oh!

It is.

The black widow.

- Hi, Rochelle.

- When'd they let your butt out?

- Oh, I've been out for a while.

- You on parole? - No.

I'm different now.

- Really? - Yeah.

- I think we should just, like, maybe even go to the mall, or...

- We can go to my house. - What angle you working?

- No angles.

- You're on to something.

I can...I can smell it.

- Yeah. Back off, Rochelle.

- You want to let a sister in on it?

- No, I don't.

- Don't be so selfish. You let me in!

Do you remember who took care of you on the inside?

- Yeah, I remember.

Back off, Rochelle! - You back off!

- I've had it. - Stupid...

- Hey, hey! Stop!

Where're you going?

Wait, that's her?

- Yeah. Yeah, she wants to meet.

- It's okay to ask for more time.

- No!

I...i want to do this, okay? Wish me luck.

- Well...hey, don't worry about it being weird, okay?

- Okay.

Good luck.

- Thanks.

- Tara!

I'm right here, baby girl.

Hi.

- It's so nice to meet you.

I've waited for this for so long.

Come on. Let's go.

- Hey, it's Tara. Just leave me a message.

- Hey, Jenny. Is Tara with you?

- Um, no.

- Okay, I'm calling the police.

- Wait, no!

- Why not, Jenny?

- Don't call the police.

- Why not?

- Tara. - Mom, look, I'm fine.

- Where are you?

Jenny told me you went to meet your birth mother.

- Look, I lied.

She's always bragging about

how great her two moms are, and...And I was jealous.

- Where are you? - Look, mom, I'm sorry,

but what else was I going to do?

I see what Jenny has

and...and knowing where she came from,

and I want to know, too, but you won't tell me anything.

- Where are you? - I'm right down the block.

I'll be there in a second, okay?

- Tara. - What?

- I'll call the adoption agency,

and I'll see what I can find out.

- Really?

- Really.

Just come home.

- Okay.

- Hi, my name is Amy Bennet.

I adopted my daughter Tara through your agency.

I was just wondering if you could give me

a little bit more history.

- Amy Bennet.

- You had warned me not to contact the birth mother.

- Oh.

Now I remember.

Are you sure about this?

- My daughter just really wants to know

a little bit more about her birth mother,

and...

Whatever happened before, maybe it's changed?

I mean, people change, right?

- Okay, but the files that far back aren't on our system.

The paper backups are kept in our storage building.

- Okay, this is really important,

so anything you can give me would really help.

- I can swing by our storage facility,

get the contact information, but I can't go until tonight.

I have the birth certificate at least.

I can send that to you if it'll help.

- That'd be great. Thank you so much.

My email is still the same.

- Okay, good-bye.

- Thank you.

- Hey, mom, uh, I'm going to Jenny's.

- Hey.

Hey.

- You drive.

- I don't have my license.

- I didn't get to see you take your first steps

or teach you how to ride a bike.

Let me teach you how to do this.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Oh, my god.

- Oh, my god. - Okay.

- This is so awesome. - Seatbelts?

Good. - Okay.

- All right, start it up.

- Okay.

- Okay. Put it in drive.

- Okay.

Okay. - Right there.

- Yeah. - And don't hit anything.

Okay, I won't.

Um, so my mom,

she contacted the adoption agency to find you.

Um, apparently they need to dig through some storage

to find the paperwork,

but I figured once they do, maybe you and my mom can meet.

- Of course.

- I don't like lying to my mom, grace.

- Do you think she'd let you drive if she knew?

- No.

But I know that she would understand about US

if we just told her the truth.

- We'll tell her later,

but when we do meet,

we're going to have to pretend like we haven't met before.

- Yeah. Okay.

- Good.

- Find what you're looking for?

Grace?

What are you doing here?

- They don't need to know all those details about me.

Please. Give me the papers.

- No, grace. - Give me the papers.

- Grace, they need to know. - Give them to me.

- Grace, just think about this. - Give them to me!

- Grace, no! Let go!

Grace, no! Grace, stop!

- Hi.

Colleen sent a copy of my daughter's birth certificate,

but she was also supposed to send me a copy

of the birth mother's information

and medical history, too.

- You haven't heard? - What?

- Colleen was killed last night.

- Oh, my god.

- The police think she stumbled on burglars

who were robbing the storage facility.

- That's horrible. - I know.

We're all heartbroken.

- I'm so sorry. Thank you.

Okay.

- Hello?

- Grace culver? - Yes, who's speaking, please?

- My name is Amy Bennet.

I adopted a...A baby girl 16 years ago,

and I think it might be your daughter.

- Oh.

That was the hardest decision I've ever made.

- I'm sure it was. I can't even imagine.

Um, well, Tara's been curious about you,

and...and she wants to meet,

and I know there were some issues

around the whole adoption,

and I...I guess I'm just not

so sure this is such a good idea.

- Uh, what exactly do you want?

- I was hoping that maybe you and I could meet,

and if it all goes well and you're open to it,

maybe you and Tara could meet too?

- Um, this is a bit of a shock.

I...can I think about it?

- Yeah, I mean, this is a huge decision,

so yes, of course.

- Thank you. Good-bye.

Bye.

- What do you think?

- Oh, it's beautiful.

It's so chic.

- It's not too...You know? - I missed all those birthdays.

Please let me buy it for you.

- Are you sure?

Okay.

- Cool, okay.

This is too much.

- No, it's for 16 birthdays.

- Why'd you give me up?

- My family didn't believe in me about you,

about anything.

They made me give you up, Tara.

- Oh.

Um, uh...Um, I can't bring these in.

My mom told me not to get this.

- Oh, I'll hold on to them for you.

You're a good girl, Tara.

Thanks, grace.

Mom?

Mom.

Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

Bye.

- Bye.

- Hi, Amy? It's grace.

You're right. It's time.

- No, but seriously.

Like, what if...What if grace is cooler than me?

I mean, what if...What if she gave Tara up to be a rock star

or fighter pilot or write poetry in Tibet?

What if Tara wants to be with grace more?

- Listen, no matter what happens,

you're always gonna be Tara's mom, all right?

You did the hard work. You raised her.

- You're not a teenage girl. That's not an advantage.

- Hey. Hey.

- Hi. - Hi.

- I'm so sorry I'm late. - Oh, that's okay.

Hi, I'm Amy. - Hi.

- So nice to finally meet you. - You too.

- And, uh, this is my boyfriend, David.

- Hey. - Nice to meet you both.

- Nice to meet you too.

Um, I'm actually gonna slip away,

give you two a chance to get to know each other better.

Be around if you need me, okay?

- All right. Thanks, babe.

Please. Have a seat.

- Okay.

- Definitely see the similarity.

- Can you? - Yeah, I can.

- Oh, wow.

Uh, well, what do you do, Amy?

- Uh, well, I...I work for habitat for humanity,

building homes for people who otherwise couldn't afford them.

- Oh, that must be so satisfying.

- Yeah, it is.

I...i grew up in the foster care system,

so, you know,

permanency and stability

were a little bit foreign to me,

so, overcompensating.

Anyway, how, uh...How 'bout you?

- Oh, um, yeah.

I design clothes out of my house.

Sell mostly online. - Mm-hmm.

- All right, let me just cut right to the chase, okay?

Um, the adoption agency mentioned some incidences

around Tara's adoption,

and...and I really do want you to meet her, but...

- But you want to meet me first.

Make sure I'm okay. - Yeah.

- Yeah, um, my family situation is complicated.

- Mm-hmm. - Um,

but that was a long time ago, and, um,

I'm in a good place now.

- Good. - Yeah.

- And the birth father?

- He passed away. - Mm.

- That's part of the reason why I gave Tara up.

- Right. - Yeah.

You know, I'd be asking the same questions.

She's your daughter.

- Yeah.

Thank you.

- No, thank you.

- Okay, so?

- Grace seems so good-hearted,

so I think I'm gonna let Tara meet her.

- Tara? come down here, honey.

Got a surprise for you.

- What is it?

- There's someone I'd like you to meet.

This is grace, your birth mother.

- Hi. - Hi.

Uh, it's so nice to finally meet you.

Um...

- Um...um...i brought you something.

Baby aloe Vera.

- Oh. - Um, I love plants.

I thought maybe you do too.

They're easy to care for. I promise.

- I love it.

Oh.

So cute.

I get the same face when I make the giggles.

- Do you think I could have a baby photo?

I'd love a keepsake.

- Yeah, of course.

- Maybe the one with me in the Jean dress?

- Um, this one. It's perfect.

Uh, I'm sorry. I...I can pick another one.

- Oh, no, no. Take it.

Seriously. I have everything up here.

- You sure? - Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

Stuck.

Oh, thank you. - Mm-hmm.

So we bought this house when Tara was in third grade?

- Yeah, third grade.

- And we've been here ever since.

- Oh, it's a beautiful house. - Thank you.

Well, we like it, huh?

- Yeah. - Right?

We make it work.

- This has been so wonderful, but I should get going.

- Um, but I wanted to show you my room.

- Next time. - You know what?

I'll pack her some cookies for...For the road.

Save me from eating them all myself.

- Oh, oh. - Mom?

Mom. Grace.

Grace, grace, are you okay? - No, I'm fine.

I just...I get these dizzy spells.

They come at the worst time.

- All right, well, why don't you sit down?

- No, it's fine. I'll rest in the uber.

- Okay. - Oh.

- Okay, you know what?

You should lie down. Lie down in the guest room.

- Yeah. - Okay?

- Okay. - Spend the night.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

- Hey.

- Oh, hi. - I made some tea.

- Come in. - Ginger.

- Oh. - Helps with dizziness.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- Mm, mm.

Oh, that's good.

So what's the deal with you and David?

- We're just, um... David and I are...

We're just taking our time.

- Well, I get the feeling he'd rather fast-track that.

He's not the one?

- Oh, no. No, he definitely is.

My life's a little hectic right now.

I just want to give everything to Tara, you know?

- Grace, my mom's asleep, okay?

We don't...We don't have to pretend anymore.

- What? - No, it's okay.

She can't hear US down here.

- It's late.

Shouldn't you be asleep?

- Oh.

Okay.

- Good night.

- Been a long time, sis.

You don't deserve this.

Hi.

- Hi. Hi.

I just wanted to make sure you're okay.

- I'm not sick, grace. - I know.

I just never got to take care of you.

- Um, are you...Are you feeling better?

- Much.

- Good.

Um, I should...I should go back to sleep.

Early day.

- Of course. I just wanted to tuck you in.

I'll be right downstairs, okay?

- Okay. - If you need me for anything.

- Okay.

- Grace?

There you are.

What are you doing?

- I...i don't know.

I...i should go.

- Do you need a lift?

- No, uh... - You're leaving already?

- Yes, I'm sorry. I should really go.

- Um, I'll... I'll text you later.

- Oh, okay. Um, thank you.

Thank you again.

Bye.

- Hope she's all right.

Hey, listen.

David's gonna take you today, okay?

I'm running late. Forgot something inside.

Well, the house is on a slope,

so the city requires they have special permits.

- Yeah, but they've already started drilling.

What do you want US to do?

- Well, just...

- Amy?

- Um...yeah, have them stop drilling.

- You all right, ma'am? - I think so.

I...i don't know what happened.

- I'm gonna need you to do something for me.

Touch your finger to your nose.

Okay, gonna need you to walk in a straight line.

Wait right there for me, okay?

- So? - So yeah.

I mean, it was pretty good.

Um, but she had some weird headache this time,

and I...I couldn't tell if it was part of the act, you know?

What?

- Doesn't it make you feel weird,

lying to your mom about this?

- Okay, she didn't give me a choice.

- Are you ever gonna tell her?

I guess now it doesn't matter.

Don't look.

Tara!

- Hello? - Miss Bennet,

it's principal Robinson at your daughter's school.

Tara ditched school today.

A video of your incident is going around the students.

- Video? What video?

- Uh, I think it might be best

if you came in to discuss this further.

- Of course. - I'll see you soon.

- Oh, my god.

I'm so sorry. I came as fast as I could.

- That's okay.

It gave me time to get to know grace a little better.

- I saw the post on Tara's page.

It's got to be so difficult for her.

- Oh.

Of course.

Has anyone heard from her?

- She texted me. She's taking this really hard.

- We haven't heard anything yet.

- Um...

- Are you okay, Amy?

I know some really good 12-step programs if you need help.

- Well, I wasn't drunk. They ran a breathalyzer test.

- So what happened?

- I don't know. I...

- How many medications are you taking?

- What? I...N... - Maybe a bad interaction?

- No. I...

I...i think I just had a...A dizzy spell.

- Well, um, until we get this figured out,

perhaps Tara should stay with me for a while.

- I'm her mother,

and you're practically a stranger.

- Yeah, I gave birth to her,

and that gives me a connection

to her that you will never understand.

I'm sorry.

I just get really protective.

- Yeah, okay, you know what? I apologize for being rude.

But you have no legal standing to be here,

grace, and I'd appreciate it if you leave.

This is a matter that concerns Tara,

myself, and the school.

- No need to apologize. - Yeah.

- I know that you're stressed. It was a pleasure meeting you.

- Grace.

- Is everything okay at home, Ms. Bennet?

- It's fine.

This whole thing will be cleared up before you know it.

- Yeah, I'm not so sure.

- Tara?

Tara?

- I hope you know that you can confide in me, Tara.

Is your mom getting help?

- She's not a drunk, okay? This has never happened before.

- Good. Good.

Good for you for being supportive,

but I want you to know

that people can be really good at hiding these sort of things.

- No, it's not like that, okay?

It was probably

just some medical thing like...Like your dizzy spells.

- Mm.

Okay.

How many messages is that?

- She's worried.

I...i better go home.

- Are you sure you want to go home?

Tonight might be dangerous.

- My mom's not dangerous.

- Well, they never are until they are.

- Okay, I...i definitely have to go.

- Sweetie, that's stalking. - Okay, it's not stalking.

She's my mom.

- Of course. I'm sorry.

Let's go.

Okay.

Everything cool?

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Okay, well, text me later, okay?

- All right.

- And tomorrow I'll take you to lunch.

I know a great Sushi place. It'll cheer you up.

- Um, I...I should stay home for a bit.

My mom might need the support, so...

- Of course. - Yeah.

Yeah.

- You're a good daughter.

Okay, see you.

- See you. Bye.

- Bye.

- Where were you?

I was so worried about you.

- I just...I needed some time to myself.

Are you okay? - I'm fine.

I'm just...I'm sorry you had to see that.

- What happened? - I was a little spacey.

But what...The kids at school are talking?

- Yeah. I...i couldn't deal with it.

But, um, grace, yeah, she sort of helped, so...

- What?

- I needed someone to talk to,

so I reached out and then she picked me up,

and then she talked about how she had problems...

- Okay, wait, wait.

She met you without my permission?

- Okay, she didn't abduct me.

I just needed someone to talk to.

- Okay, you're a minor.

Okay, what she's doing is illegal.

- Okay, don't overreact.

Okay, look, i'm...I'm sorry to say this, honey, but no.

You can't see grace anymore.

- What? Mom!

- It's for your safety, okay?

This is all just happening way too fast,

and she's crossing boundaries, and i'm...I'm worried for you.

- But mom, I'm 16 years old, okay?

I'm not a kid anymore, mom.

- She's got issues or something, honey.

- Jeez, mom.

If that's the case, then she needs our help.

I was just defending you to her about your little dui,

and now you're trying to turn me against grace

after I finally met her after all these years?

- Oh, Amy. What a surprise.

Please, come in.

- Sorry, I...I just really needed to talk to you.

- Of course.

- Look, I appreciate your concern for Tara,

and I'm glad that you're back in her life,

but I cannot have you meeting her without my permission.

- What? I haven't.

- And I don't appreciate you lying to me.

Tara told me that you met her after school today.

- At the school? - Yeah.

And after your behavior at the school,

I'm feeling less and less comfortable

with having you around her at all.

- I haven't left the house all day.

- Is this an act?

Because you were at the school,

and there were plenty of witnesses.

- Oh, my god. - What?

- There's something I need to show you.

This is my sister Karina.

My twin sister.

Karina spent a long time in prison.

After she was paroled,

I heard she left the country and moved to Costa Rica.

I thought she was still there.

- So Tara met her, thinking it was you.

Okay, I...I've got to go. C...Can we talk again tomorrow?

- Yeah, of course. - Thank you.

- Grace? - Oh.

- What are you doing here?

Why do you have my clothes?

- Have you ever been to Costa Rica?

- What? - It is amazing.

The waters, they are so beautiful.

You'll love it.

- You want to take me to Costa Rica?

- It'll give US a chance to make up

for all those missing years.

Come on. Get out of bed.

Let's go. - But my mom.

- Oh, don't worry.

By the time any legal paperwork

makes it through the system,

you'll be old enough to decide that you want to live with me.

- No.

No, I'm not leaving my mom.

- Your mom?

Look.

We belong together.

You and me.

Sweetheart, there is a bond that blood brings.

- Does my mom even know that you're here?

- Tara. Tara.

Tara. No.

Tara, no.

- Mom?

- See? She's not even here.

- How did you even get in here?

- Come with me.

We need to pack.

Tara.

Tara, no!

- Tara! - Mom?

Mom!

Grace is here, and she's acting weird.

- That's not grace, honey. - What?

- Grace has a twin sister. That's Karina.

- Oh, my god.

- We're still blood, Tara. - You lied to me.

- Grace promised you to me

and took you away and gave you to her.

- You have to leave, Karina. - Come with me, baby girl.

- No, Karina. Karina! - Come with me, baby girl.

Stay away from me!

- I'm calling the police! - No!

- I'm calling the police!

- Mom, I'm fine.

I'm fine, but I'm sorry, okay? I thought it was grace.

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

- We're okay.

Get inside. I'm calling the police.

- We haven't found her yet. Stay alert, you two.

- We've got enough here to at least

arrest Karina for breaking and entering.

We'll be looking for her.

- Thank you, officers. - You're welcome.

- I'm so sorry.

I should have told you about Karina when we first met.

- What happened between you two?

- We used to be close,

but, um, as you get older, things...Things changed.

When I got pregnant with you, Peter and I,

we were so young. - Peter?

Peter's my dad?

We thought about keeping you,

but we were just out of high school.

We could barely take care of ourselves.

We decided to put you up for adoption.

But then Karina got into a horrible accident,

and, um, doctors said she couldn't get pregnant.

So she convinced US to let her raise you instead.

She went to all my lamaze classes with me.

You began to kick so much

I could barely keep my hands off my stomach.

But neither could Karina.

Peter worried about Karina, thought she wasn't right,

and he let her know this.

So we told her she couldn't adopt you.

That's when she just lost it.

There was a fight.

He tried to restrain her.

And she killed him.

After Peter died, I just...

I couldn't raise you by myself.

I just...I just couldn't. I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I was afraid of what you'd think.

- I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

He was such a good man, Tara.

I wish you could've met him.

- Yeah, me too.

Grace.

- These dizzy spells, it's called thalassemia.

I have...I have too much iron in my...In my blood.

When it gets too high, I feel faint.

Grace?

- Grace? Grace!

Grace!

- Hey, grace. Grace, wake up.

Wake up. Wake up.

- I'm okay. Sorry.

- Okay. - Do you want to sit up?

Come on. - Let's get you home.

- So I looked up our info on dnandme and our reactions.

It's something that runs in our heritage.

That's why you got dizzy and fainted,

and that's why I had a weird reaction to the epinephrine.

- You figured all this out?

- It was all there on the website,

and I know my medical history now.

Your house is beautiful.

- Yeah, it was my family's.

Are you okay, grace?

- Yeah, I just need a good night's sleep.

- Actually, I was hoping you'd consider coming

and staying at our house.

Just give you some support while you recuperate

and give you and Tara the chance

to make up for lost time.

- I couldn't ask that of you. - Well, you don't have to ask.

- I'll think about it.

- I'm just a phone call away.

Karina.

- You don't have to do this. - Remember when we were kids?

We used to pretend to be each other,

mess with dad's head.

- They know about you now.

Whatever you have planned, it won't work.

- Oh, that is why it will work.

Instead of you going there to recuperate,

they should come here, get to know the real grace.

That is until Karina shows up.

This should keep you out of it

until I'm ready to deal with you.

Poor grace. All that iron.

It builds up inside of her until she loses it, kills Amy.

She then goes to deal with her backstabbing sister,

but grace kills Karina and saves Tara

from her wicked aunt.

Swallow. Swallow!

Take it.

- Of course, Tara will be devastated,

but nothing brings mother and daughter together

like a heart-wrenching family tragedy.

Karina.

Peter was an accident, but you're not a murderer.

- You took Tara away from me.

Do you know what that did to me?

Do you know? - No.

This is wrong.

- This is making it right.

Swallow. Swallow!

Hey, grace.

- Hi, Tara.

- Um, have you thought about staying with US?

- I have,

but I'd like the two of you to stay with me.

You and your mom have already been so kind letting me stay

the night at your house. I want to pay you both back.

Why don't you come by tomorrow after work,

and I'll make you dinner, and you can stay the weekend?

I've got plenty of space. It'll be like a slumber party.

What do you think?

- Perfect. We'll see you tomorrow.

Bye, grace.

- Oh, there you are. - David.

- Hey. - What are you doing here?

- Uh, Amy said they're coming over tonight

for a girls' weekend, and, uh, it's so awesome.

Um, anyway, Tara forgot her history book.

She's got a paper to write over the weekend.

They wanted me to drop it off. I didn't have your number,

so I'm so sorry for scaring you.

- It's so nice of you. - Yeah.

I'm sorry for prying, but, uh, Amy filled me in.

You, uh...You doing all right?

- Oh, yeah, I'm just cleaning up this old house.

Gonna cook them an epic dinner tonight.

So happy they're coming over.

It's just so terrible it took so long.

- Yeah, well, there's no point in regretting the past, right?

- Yeah.

- You're all together now, and they're so happy you are.

- Yeah, if only I'd kept Tara, she and I would be closer now.

We'd have all those years behind US.

I should get going. I have a lot to do.

- Grace?

Karina?

- Hey, Amy. - Hey.

Just wanted to let you know

that the blueprints have been approved,

and I found a private charity to match the funds.

- That's great. - So the project's a go.

- That's good to hear.

- All right. Talk to you soon.

Bye, frank. - Okay.

See you soon.

Mm.

- Hey.

- Hey. - Your mom's running late.

Got held up at work. She asked me to pick you up.

- Um, okay. - Come on.

- So is there any updates from the police?

- Yeah, they called.

They flagged Karina's credit cards at the border.

- Hello?

- Baby, are you okay?

- I'm fine. Why?

- Karina just tried to run me over.

She's still out there.

- Oh, my god. Are you okay?

- I'm fine. Where are you?

- I'm with grace right now. I...

- Uh, Amy? Yeah.

I will call the police. Karina is crazy.

Is there any way you can come over here?

I think we should all be together.

- Okay, I'm on my way. Just lock the doors, okay?

- Okay, just be careful, mom. All right?

- I'm on my way, Tara.

- I mean, you're gonna call the police, right?

- Yes.

- Grace?

Grace?

Grace, wake up. Grace, wake up.

Look at me. It's Tara.

- Tara? - She's in trouble.

- Tara? - Tara's in trouble.

- Tara?

- Tara, grace.

Tara.

Tara.

David.

Tara.

- Grace? Grace?

- What? - She's here.

Karina's here, and she has a weapon.

- Come with me. - Wh...

- Go down here, lock this door,

and no matter what you hear, do not open it.

No, but what about you?

- No!

- Mom?

- Karina, what are you doing?

Tara! Tara, where are you?

- Mom?

- Put them down, Karina.

Drop them. Drop them!

Where's Tara?

Drop it, Karina! Where is she?

- I don't know. - Drop them.

Drop them, Karina. - Get away.

- Drop it!

- No, I don't... I don't know what...

- Let go, Karina.

- No, stop. - Drop it!

- Mom?

Mom, behind you!

- Karina! No!

- No!

- Stay away from them!

- Tara. Tara, come with me.

Tara, look how hard I fought for you.

Tara?

You're choosing them?

- Yeah. Yeah, I am.

- You can't have them!

- No!

Tara.

- David!

He's in the garage.

He's hurt.

- Hey, babe.

- What?

- I'm gonna be fine, babe.

- Yeah. You better be.

I'll see you there. - Okay.

- Baby girl, I'll always love you.

- Oh, my gosh.

- Look at you. - Hey.

- Wedding dress shopping tomorrow?

- Of course.

- Actually, if you'd like,

I'd be honored to make one for you.

- I'd love that, grace. Thank you.

- Well, you two have fun while we're in Hawaii.

- So are...Are you sure you're gonna be okay

by yourself for a couple weeks?

- I'm not alone.

- Right. Sorry, uh...

- Uh, hey, kiddo,

I'm about to make my famous ribs.

You want to, uh, give me a hand?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Okay.

Okay, so you chop first, and then I'll...

- I promise I'll take good care of her.

- Hey, how come you get to chop and I don't?

- I know you will.

- Mom makes this dish that absolutely...

- No matter what, you're her mother.

You shaped her into who she is, and she's...

Amazing.

- Yeah.

Yeah, she is.