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Previously on "Recovery Road"...

- I have a fiancé.
- I know you do.

You're incredible.

I can't seem to get her to
make the right choices.

Do you know what Al-Anon is?

- Newcomer? I'm Alan.
- I'm Charlotte.

It's my first meeting.

- What is that?
- A Xanax.

If you need this to
pull yourself together,

I won't say a word.

I was just in the bathroom with Trish.

You know that tattoo of
her daughter's name?

She showed it to me,
and there's no tattoo.

Is it the same gun? I'll deal with it.

It Diesel's idea. He told
Asa to plant the gun on you.

Diesel's crazy. There's nothing
that your brother could have done.

There's a whole lot he could have done,

like not frame his brother.

It's called Suboxone. It's
used to treat addiction.

They were really helping me stay sober.

We always supported all our children
in all their endeavors.

Except when it came to
your other daughter Rebecca,

who you turned your back on.

Maddie: Every person in Rebecca's life

turned their back on her, even me.

You don't deserve Rebecca.

A more clinical environment

might work for some individuals, but...

Maddie: Taking the first step,

giving up control...

(chattering)

that leap into the unknown

is filled with such trepidation.

Until...

(chattering continues)

you see the opportunity.

It sounds wonderful.

You always have liked spas.

Woman: I really don't want
you to get the wrong impression.

We take our group care very seriously.

(chattering)

Woman: how rigorous in
structure our days are,

and I'm happy to answer any
questions you might have.

What does the intake process entail?

Standard. Rebecca would
meet with a medical doctor,

we'd search her belongings in person.

She'd get settled in her room

and then we'd have her
meet with her primary therapist.

That all sounds fine.

What do you think, dear?

I think this place seems perfect.

She sent you, like, six
different date looks.

And now it's eight.

This one's kind of fun, though.

Yeah, I'd wear that.

You want to borrow clothes from my mom?

I don't think we can be friends anymore.

You're such a bitch.

I never really saw your
mom as the neurotic type.

She's not.

I blame Alan Al-Anon.

I take it they met at Al-Anon?

When did you get so clever?

Ha ha. Shut up.

Wes, are you going to help
out with Trish's party?

Can't. Sorry.

Okay, is it just me or
is he acting super weird?

Yep, for days.

So, I think I know why.

It's because of me.

It's because of us... Wes and me.

Our relationship, it's confusing,

and I thought we were going
to talk about things,

but we haven't.

I thought everything was okay. It's not.

Or it could have
something to do with Harper.

- Harper?
- Yeah.

Jasper said that
she stopped by the house

and she and Wes
disappeared for four hours last week.

Oh, wow. Okay.

Do you think we should tell Craig?

- We should probably tell...
- No, I think...

Come on, people, we
need more decorations.

And not sad Dollar Store decorations.

Nice decorations. And
where's that turntable?

Why is this banner crooked?

Okay, okay, okay, and on to balloons.

We need more of them. Lots more.

But not too many, because
then they'll get cruise ship tacky.

So more than 20, but less than 100.

And no, I repeat, no green!

Trish hates green. I think. Whatever.

Just can't risk it.

So, question...

No, you cannot be relieved
of your party duties,

and, yes, I'll probably
need you to go to the store.

Okay, cool. I just
wanted to ask you about Wes.

- Is everything okay?
- Yep.

So we shouldn't be worried?

Wes can be moody.

A lot's been going on
lately, but he'll be okay.

So, you'd let us
know if anything's wrong?

Come on, guys, you know I can't...

sponsor-sponsee privilege, you know?

It's just that we know Harper was here.

Wait, what?

- He's in the basement.
- Thanks.

Really?

A gun?

You buried a gun? A
gun that killed someone?

What the hell is wrong with you?

I don't know. Harper said we should

and I didn't know what else to do.

Go to the police and turn
it in, that's what you do.

I can't do that to my
brother, I just can't.

There's loyalty and there's stupidity.

He's trying to frame you.

You have to go to the police!

You don't do that to
family. It's not right.

I need to talk to
him before I do anything.

That is the last
thing that you need to do.

It's what I'm doing. I
need to hear it from him.

Are you doubting
Harper's telling you the truth?

No, she only lies when she's using

and right now she's clean.

Harper's got my back.

I just need to talk to Asa.

I'm going with you.

No, you're not.

Who knows what you'll be walking into?

Look, it'll be worse if you come.

It'll freak him out, and this
is something I need to do alone.

Wes.

- We have to go after him.
- What? No way.

We have to, he's
probably going to go see Harper,

and bad things always
happen when she's involved.

Just trust me, we have to go.

What are we going to tell Vern?

He already said he might need
me to go to the store.

- It'll be fine.
- Look, I'm worried, too,

- but following Wes is crazy.
- Whatever.

I'm going with or without you.

If you're not, that's cool...

All right, all right. I'll drive.

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Oh, Vern. How's the party stuff?

Fine. Great. Not why I'm here.

- Okay.
- I just got some information,

and I think someone has been in the
house who shouldn't have been.

Asa. Was it Asa?

I told Wes in no uncertain terms...

- It's someone else.
- Who?

It doesn't matter. I just need
you to do a house search today.

- Why?
- Just do it.

- Please?
- You really can't elaborate?

I told you all the info you need.

Right. Got it. Okay.

Well, I'm off to get Trish in a few,

but I can call Donna Marie to
come in and do the search.

Great. Thanks.

Joan Didion. Great writer.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, just started.

I'm liking it so far.

Yeah, she's good.

Cynthia got me into
her work. She loves her.

Really? Oh.

That's, uh... I...

I had absolutely no idea.

If it were up to me,

there's no way jerked chicken lasagna,

matzo ball soup, and
a green bean casserole

would make it onto the same table.

But, God, have I missed that girl.

I'll make anything she
wants for dinner tonight.

But only tonight.

From what I heard, she missed you, too.

Oh, really? Who told you that?

- Craig told me.
- Craig?

Would have been nice
if he'd told me that.

(doorbell rings)

Oh. Can I help you?

I hope so. I'm looking for my fiancée.

She's, uh... there she is.

Paul.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Wow, what a surprise.

- Hey, man. How are you?
- Hey, good to see you.

- Yeah, see you.
- See you, too.

Let me introduce you to...

Craig. I'm Craig. Lovely
to meet you. Really. Pleasure.

Hi.

- Wow, you're here.
- Yeah.

Great. Why are you...

You left your phone on the kitchen
counter this morning.

I just thought I'd swing
by and drop it off for you.

Oh, awesome. Thank you.

Sure.

I guess I'll see you later?

Do you need any help with the party?

I thought you were
hanging out with Mike today.

Not for a couple hours.

I figured it might be
fun to come by, help out,

get to know
everybody a little bit better

since you're spending so
much time here lately.

- I blame this guy for that.
- Ah, my bad.

Not cool. Shouldn't have monopolized

your fiancée's time like that.

Speaking of time, look at the time.

I'm sorry I can't stay and chat,
but I should get going.

It's a long drive to pick up Trish.

So, very nice meeting you

and perhaps I'll see
you when I get back.

You going to put me to work, boss?

Yeah. (chuckles)

It's so weird.

What? No, no.

Following your friend
isn't weird at all, it's normal.

It's super, super normal.

I really thought he
was going to Harper's.

It's Diesel.

- We have to get over there.
- No, Maddie. No, no.

We can't. Maddie, we can't.

What is Wes going to do
if we just bust in there?

You're right, you're right.

Okay, okay. You're right, you're right.

It's just that that guy,

he knows Asa and he's a drug dealer

and I think Wes might be
here because he's a customer.

No, thanks. I'm sober.

Oh, yeah? Prove it.

Satisfied?

So, what's up?

Asa hasn't been returning my calls.

- You know where he is?
- Am I your brother's keeper?

You know what? Cut the crap.

- I know.
- About?

The pharmacy.

I don't think he's here to buy drugs.

Right, yeah,

because usually when
people go to a drug dealer's house

they're coming for a couple of laughs,

stimulating conversation.

- He's not using.
- You know that for a fact?

No, but I'm pretty sure.

I'm almost positive.

He's in a really good place
with his sobriety right now.

Really?

- That's good to hear.
- Yeah.

We check in with each other a lot.

He really gets what I've been through.

We both had so many false
starts, you know?

Do you have
anything to say for yourself?

I hope you get a refund?

Sorry, Dad, sorry. That's a joke.

I couldn't look
anyone in the eye in there.

I don't know what's happened to you.

When did you become so... so...

I am utterly at a
loss. This is her third time.

This is your third time getting kicked

out of rehab for smuggling drugs in.

Do you have any idea what it
costs to go to one of these places?

Less than Penelope's med school.

I'll spend every last
penny I have on Penelope

because Penelope has a bright future.

What do you have?

What is the best that I
can expect from you, Rebecca?

That you'll stay clean
for longer than a month?

That you won't call me at all
hours of the night asking for money?

That you won't disgrace our family

more than you already have?

I'm sorry.

I found a place for you.

It's a sober living facility.

After detox, they'll admit you.

And sorry doesn't cut it anymore.

This is the last time I'm doing this.

Diesel: What about the pharmacy?

I know you took a guy out.

That night Asa went to
the pharmacy with me?

- Yeah.
- That didn't happen.

So, this is how you're
going to play it. Cool.

Nothing happened at the pharmacy.

I got a guy that I
work with there sometimes.

Hooks me up with pills,

I give him a quarter of the profit.

Asa went with me that night.

Picked up the scrips, exchanged
a few pleasantries.

I slipped my man his
cut and that was it.

- Really? That's it?
- Yep.

I guess it's my word against
your brother's.

Kind of a toss-up, huh?

Not really, man.

I get it. He's your brother.

You trust him.

But me? I don't trust a damn
word that comes out of his mouth.

The kid just says whatever the hell
he has to to save his own ass.

- That's not true.
- Come on.

- West Covina?
- He was tweaking.

You ever rat him out when you were high?

- No.
- Me, neither.

We're both better to him
than he's ever been to us.

So, that night at the pharmacy

it was just you and Asa?

Harper was there, too.

She stayed in the car. I
asked her not to come in.

Your brother and her, they annoy me.

They're always all
over each other. It's gross.

They're together?

Yeah, they have been for a while now.

I'm sorry. I thought you knew.

I knew you didn't. I knew
Asa wouldn't tell you.

I just wanted to see the look
on your face when you found out.

- I don't believe you.
- Whatever.

Don't ask questions if
you don't want answers.

Harper's your brother's little slut now.

- That bitch is so...
- Shut up!

Or what? You're going to punch me?

Come on. Do it.

I dare you.

You know what? If you hear from Asa,

have him call me.

Is that you don't
believe in global warming.

No, it's not that I don't believe it,

I just think you guys are blowing
it way out of proportion as usual.

I come bearing cupcakes.

Salted caramel.

They might have entirely too much salt.

I don't know. First time
I've ever tried making them.

Why are you doing this to me?

What? What am I doing? What did I do?

Relax, I'm joking. You're just...

you're tempting me to cheat on my diet.

Oh, right. You're still paleo.

- Good one.
- Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I just always get
a little stressed before a party.

Oh, man. That is so worth the cheat.

- I'm so glad.
- Me, too,

because when it comes to cheating,
it's not always worth it.

Throwing everything away, you know?

- Dude, it's one cupcake.
- Slippery slope.

One cupcake leads to another cupcake.

The next thing you know,
you're wolfing down entire pizzas

and hiding it from your
friends and your family,

cheating right under their noses.

You know they won't
approve, but you just can't stop

because that all-you-can-eat Chinese

buffet is just too hard to resist.

And then someone puts it all together

and they see how you
stare at that moo shu chicken.

Then what do you do?

How do you explain yourself?

Sorry.

I have a very
complicated relationship with food.

I'm bummed I can't stay, but
Mike's only in town for the night.

No, that's fine. I totally get it.

Call me if you want to
meet us later, okay?

Okay, will do.

- Okay?
- Mm-hmm.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Come on.

Craig? The other guy you
were telling me about was Craig?

How could you do this? This is not okay!

You didn't seem so opposed to it

before you knew it was him.

Some random guy that you kissed one time

is not the same as you having an affair

with my counselor, my friend!

There's so many other people involved.

Do you have any idea what
this means for him,

or for me or Maddie...
the other people in this house?

It's not like I
intended for this to happen,

to make things weird and complicated.

- I didn't...
- Craig does not

deserve to be treated like this.

I'm really not toying with him.

- I'm confused!
- Don't care.

I really don't care.

I'm just so disappointed.

I have so much on my plate right now,

and I just really
wish that I didn't have...

How could you do this?

You of all people should know.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're going to pretend like
you've never hooked up

with guys who were in relationships?

Please, it's not even the same thing.

You had a full-blown affair with your

brother's best friend who was married.

How is that not the same thing?

I made a lot of
mistakes when I was coked up.

I did a lot of things
that I am not proud of.

But you? You are in your right mind.

You have no excuse.

And then, uh...

then it started getting worse.

She was coming home later and later,

She would always call,
always had some excuse,

but it was harder and
harder to buy into it.

I couldn't talk to her about it.

Well, I didn't know how to.

And then...

then this one night,

she didn't come home at all.

She didn't call,

snuck in right before her
alarm went off, and...

I have never been so scared.

And I couldn't not do something, so...

I had them do a
locker search at her school.

She thinks it was random.
She doesn't know it was me.

I almost told her the other day, but...

we're doing so well right now.

She's doing so well.

And, um...

Well, I...

I don't want to mess that up.

Not when...

not when I'm starting to
feel like I have my daughter back.

Thank you for listening.

How things go with your brother?

You guys talk things through?

Yeah. Yeah, we did.

So, you got answers. Everything's fine.

Yeah, it really is. Thanks, man.

Oh, thank God.

Wes, I'm really proud of you,

confronting that
difficult situation head-on

and really resolving it.

Uh-huh. Thanks.

- What took you guys so long?
- We forgot the ice.

Yeah, and we hit really heavy traffic.

We had to go back to the
store to get Trish her Gummi Worms,

because you know how
much she loves them.

Oh, my God, yes. That totally makes

up for your long, long absence.

You want to tell me why you followed me?

We were worried. We have been.

We saw you rush out and we thought...

Thought it would be a
good idea to follow me.

- That is so screwed up.
- Okay, whatever.

What other choice did we have?

It's not like you've been talking to us

or letting us in on what's
going on with you or talking to us.

We had to find out from
Jasper that Harper was here.

What the hell was she doing here?

Places, everyone!

They're here! Okay, lot
of energy, lot of enthusiasm.

Big, big smiles!

I'll tell you later. I just
can't tell you now, okay?

- Why not?
- Because it's complicated

- and I can't even begin to...
- Forget it.

It's fine. It's totally fine.

I guess I thought we were
close and we told each other stuff.

But obviously I was mistaken
and it's fine.

- Okay, fine. Fine.
- Fine.

Surprise!

Does Donna Marie get
excited about anything?

Never even seen her smile.

Will you please let me explain my side

before judging me and condemning me?

No, because nothing you
say is going to change my mind.

What you're doing,
what you did... wrong.

Oh, come on. Get off your high horse.

It's not that simple,
and as my best friend...

- Surprise!
- Surprise!

Wonderful surprise, everyone.

Really. Well done.

Okay, unfortunately for us,

Trish has decided to leave the house.

- So, this is definite?
- Yep. Seems to be.

Couldn't talk her out of it in the car.

She said her priorities have changed

and she needs to move
forward with her life.

So, she knows she doesn't have a child.

On an intellectual level, yes,

but she has to keep reminding
herself on an emotional level.

How does she do that?

Trish has learned
some strategies in therapy

to help manage the illusion.

She'll snap a rubber band on
her wrist, among other things.

The anti-psychotic medication
has also been quite effective.

Her long term prognosis could be good.

- And short term?
- That's hard to say.

Methamphetamine psychosis, which is

what she's currently suffering from,

can last up to a year
or more in some cases.

There may also be an
underlying mental health condition

that's a contributing
factor, but at this point

that's impossible to determine.

The thought of her leaving... I can't...

We really think she's going to
take her meds and go to therapy?

No way! The minute she
walks out that door

she's going to go and get high.

- This sucks.
- Trish assured me

the she has no plans to use.

- She just can't be here.
- But she needs us.

She can't leave, not now.

She has to be here. You've
got to stop her.

Wish I could. Really, I do.

It just doesn't work that way.

- Trish is here voluntarily.
- I'm going to go talk to her.

Lovely to meet you both.

Now, why don't we head to my office

so we can have a chat and go over...

- I can't stay.
- Oh, well, not a problem.

I'm sure we'll see
you back her soon enough.

Family day is next week, after all.

If you could contact my wife regarding
that, I'd appreciate it.

She'll be our family point
person from now on.

Thank you.

Good-bye, Rebecca.

Bye, Dad.

Right, let's, uh, get your things.

Now that we are done with the paperwork,

just a couple of house rules to go over.

- Can't wait to here 'em.
- Right.

You can only leave for scheduled group
activities for the first week.

And after that, curfew
is strictly enforced.

You'll be on kitchen clean-up
for the rest of this month,

- and on Sunday...
- You realize how futile this is, right?

- Pardon?
- The Twelve Steps? They don't work.

Almost everyone relapses. I'm sure
you've seen the statistics.

What you do? Total waste of time.

Yeah.

Wow, yeah. You might be right.

But how I choose to potentially waste

or not waste my time is
completely up to me.

- Correct?
- I guess.

Good. Glad we're in agreement.

You're also aware of the
fact that you have choices, yes?

- Yeah.
- Great.

Perfect. So, here's the deal.

You can choose to give up.

You can think of
yourself as a statistic.

You can plan your relapse now

before we even get started, if you like.

Or you can choose to see all of this

as an opportunity.

You can think of
yourself as somebody who'll never

play by the rules of statistics again.

You can plan your great future,

not your sad relapse.

It is entirely up to you.

Hey. Hey.

I have faith in you.

- What?
- Nothing.

It's just I feel kind of guilty.

I'm drinking wine and my
daughter's living in a sober house.

Don't feel guilty. It was
really brave of you to open up today.

How do you feel?

Less empowered than I hoped I would.

You know, I really get
what you're going through.

I really get what's it's
like having a teen in recovery.

My son's a little older than Maddie,

but he's been struggling
with addiction since he was 15.

Sorry. It must be hard.

It's no harder than what
other people are going through.

Took me awhile to even realize
he had a problem.

He was using, dealing.

It was a lot.

How's he doing now?

He's using again,
rejecting help. His classic pattern.

I blamed myself for
all of it for way too long.

Now the only stuff that I
take responsibility for is my part.

What I've done. You know what I mean?

I, uh... definitely.

Hey.

Hi.

So...

I missed you.

It's really good to see you.

I'd offer to help you with packing...

but I don't want you to leave.

No one does.

It's honestly so boring without you.

I've been beating everyone at
Ping Pong without a worthy opponent.

And there isn't anyone else in here

who understands how
great reality shows are.

When I watch them with
Vern, it's just...

You don't get it.

I'm leaving because of you.

This is all your fault.

I hate you.

Okay. I'm not sure what...

How could you do that to me?

I honestly don't know what I...

The pill, Maddie. The pill.

There were only two
things I had in this world,

two things...

my little girl and my sobriety.

And one of them...

Well, I never really had the one thing.

But I did have my sobriety.

I was really proud of that.

Then you gave me that pill.

I really just wanted to help.

It wasn't even a real Xanax.

It was an antacid. It
was a placebo effect

just for you to calm down.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever.

Craig already told me.

It doesn't matter.

I took the pill, Maddie.

I thought it was real.

My sponsor says that it doesn't count.

Craig says that it doesn't count.

But me? I say that it does count.

And now...

I'm back to day one.

You ruined everything.

Please.

Just go away.

Can I please have a
moment with Craig in private?

Nope. Not going to happen.

- You told him.
- No. No, of course not.

It wasn't really hard to
put two and two together.

Please, just give us a second.

Seriously, not going to happen.

I am never leaving you
two alone ever again.

Five minutes tops.

So, I'm sorry about the Paul thing.

And the Vern thing.
Everything just got out of hand.

It was out of hand well before today

- and we both know it.
- Yeah, that's true,

but can't we just talk about it?

Let's just figure this out.

Cynthia, I met your fiancé today.

I looked him in the eye, shook his hand.

He's not an abstraction
to me anymore. He's real.

He is the man you're marrying.

I care about you, Craig.

Yeah.

We have to stop.

We can't continue seeing each
other. It isn't right.

Hey.

It's high time I took
some accountability

for my role in all this.

Yeah, okay, fine.

Funny cat videos do
make things a little better.

See? I told you.

You ever feel like your
head's going to explode

because life is this huge jigsaw puzzle

and none of the
pieces are fitting together,

nothing makes sense.

You don't know what
to do or who to believe

and you just want to
take a really long-ass nap.

You ever feel that way?

Well, I'm partial to naps, so, yes.

- Okay.
- (laughing)

Yeah, hey. Could you give us a minute?

- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.

Rebecca: Hey.

So, Trish hates me.

I just tried to get her to stay

and she told me that I'm
the reason she's leaving.

Hey, don't take that to heart.

She's hurting so much right now.

She was just lashing out.

- This is really bad.
- It's awful for Trish.

It is, but it has
absolutely nothing to do with you.

She's really mad and
she's just projecting.

People do it all the time.

I sure have.

To say this feels great is...

there aren't even really
any words to describe it.

There was a point not too long ago...

30 days ago to be precise,

when this didn't seem possible.

I'd given up.

I really had.

But someone had faith in me,

and I'm so grateful that he did.

And I'm doing so much better,

but I still want to rip
my hair out some days.

And I'm still really angry...

angry at the people who did this to me,

like my ex-best friend.

I just really hate her with
every ounce of my being.

Hey. Well done. Well done, Rebecca.

Really, you're
making tremendous strides,

and we're all very, very proud of you.

And I think you're about ready

to start working on
letting some of that anger go.

That anger was only hurting me.

I was so mad, and I blamed you

for so many things that had absolutely
nothing to do with you.

And that wasn't okay. It really wasn't.

And I'm so glad you forgave me.

Do you know how amazing it
is to have my best friend back?

Oh, you know, I don't know.

It's only just... it's okay for me.

Hey, come here.

So, I've been doing a
lot of thinking about this

and I realized that I've been Craig.

And I've been Paul.

I've been the other man and
the boyfriend who got cheated on,

and the thing is, somebody
always gets hurt.

Do you think I don't know that?

I think you're paralyzed by it.

Do you remember what you told John

when you found out he
was cheating on me?

No, that was so long ago.

Well, lucky or unlucky for you, I do.

You told him he just needed to rip

that Band-Aid off and make a decision.

The irony.

My own words coming
back to bite me in the ass.

It was good advice then.

It is now.

The other thing that
you said to him was...

That I wouldn't respect him until
he did it, ripped it off.

Yep.

Paul, hi.

I just wanted to let you
know that I am on the way home.

Oh, okay. Do you mind waiting up for me?

There's something I
need to talk to you about.

Margarita: Trish!

- Where's my towel?
- Hmm?

I know you took it, and if
you're leaving, I want it back.

I don't have your damn towel.

Yeah, well, I don't believe you.

Wait, that's not cool.

I'm trying to be organized with...

Wait, you know I don't have your towel.

You're just using this as a lame excuse

to come in here and
try to convince me to stay.

But guess what. It's
not going to happen.

Doesn't matter to me if
you stay or if you go.

- Really?
- Really.

- Oh.
- But I think you're being stupid.

Why?

You... you have such...

a wonderful
opportunity to do everything right

before you have a child.

You don't have to
apologize to the one you neglected.

You get to be the best version of you

before you bring life into this world.

And you're not seeing that?

That's what makes you stupid.

I just...

I miss my little girl.

Yes. Yes.

I really, really miss her.

And I've missed you.

So you're not going anywhere, you hear?

You stay sober for me.

Thanks again for dinner.

It was nice.

We should do it again soon.

I'd love that.

I'm going to tell Maddie.

- I have to.
- That's good.

It's good you're going
to be honest with her.

Yeah, she might hate me

and not talk to me for awhile, but...

I need to take
responsibility for my part, right?

Right.

Hey, Maddie, Maddie, Maddie.

Wait up. Wait up.

Look...

I'm sorry I didn't tell
you about Harper.

It's cool. It's really cool.

I should never...

I'm sorry for following you.

Being worried is no excuse.

Really, it was not my finest moment.

It's all good, okay?

- Really.
- Hey, you're still here.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Well, no, not exactly. But it will be.

Good night, guys.

Good night.

So, that thing you said earlier

about us not being as
close as you thought?

It's not true...

for me, anyway.

Cool.

It's not for me, either.

Good.

(cell phone ringing)

What?

What? What is it?

What?

I thought someone had
my back who doesn't

and I've got to go do something.

So, will you cover for me with Craig?

- Yeah, of course.
- Thanks.

Yes.

Oh, Donna Marie, hi.

It entirely slipped my
mind that I had called you.

My apologies for having
you come over here today

and for being a bit of an alarmist.

It's late, you should get...

You weren't being an alarmist.

Look at what I found.

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