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- Do you think you were chosen because we were running low

on party girls? Do you think we were worried

that we didn't have enough people passing out on couches

or throwing up in the bathtub?

And you! You!

Do you know how many photos I saw of you at the party?

How loaded you were? You looked like a clown having a stroke.

A sorority is a sisterhood. It is a family!

We are the bright-eyed, white-toothed,

clear-skinned faces of this university!

We keep our GPA up,

and our blood alcohol content low.

- Isn't it a little early for this? I was up all night studying.

- Studying! The hangover

of the successful. Take note, pledges.

Speaking of notes, Val, you have mail.

Anyways, I don't want to see you

having men in and out of your room every other night.

I don't want to see dirty dishes.

I don't want to see laundry. I don't want to see tops

up to here. When you leave this house, you represent us all...

- "We are sorry to inform you that we will not be continuing with your financial aid.

Your father, Cristian Vont, has listed you as a dependant on his tax form.

- [man]: No matter what they say, it's gonna be OK.

- OK is a phone call.

They don't make you drive across the city for OK.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Thank you both for coming in.

Now, keep in mind that these results are not always 100%.

Fertility is complicated. Things can change.

And miracles, they do happen,

but... I'm afraid the tests were not

what we were hoping for. - [crying]: No. No.

No. No, no, no.

No. [crying]

- How could this happen?

How do I fix it?

- Your financial aid is calculated based upon

your status as an independent student.

As soon as your father added you as a dependant on his income tax return...

- I haven't spoken to my father in forever,

let alone live with him or off him!

- OK, I understand that, but your tax status is critical

to calculating financial need. We can't change that.

It's a government thing.

- Well, what am I supposed to do?

- Talk to your father.

You can still audit your classes in the meantime.

- That was delicious, Maureen. Thank you.

- You're more than welcome. I hope the dessert wasn't too rich for you.

I try not to indulge,

but a little decadence once in a while...

Especially on such a special occasion.

- Oh, I'm glad lunch with me is considered a special occasion.

- Of course it is. I rarely get to spend any time

with you anymore.

- Well, Jameson and I have just been very busy.

- Yes, I can imagine.

All those tests and treatments.

It must be very difficult for you

to go through all that and in the end

to find out that there's nothing to be done.

I am so sorry.

- How did you...?

Did Jameson tell you? - No.

And frankly, I'm wondering why

he would keep such a thing a secret from me.

- No. Nobody's keeping secrets, Maureen.

It's just that... well, it came as quite a shock.

- A shock? - Mm.

- Does your sister not have the same defect?

- Condition. Yes.

We didn't realize that it was genetic.

- Hm. Jameson was aware of this?

I mean about your sister?

Before the marriage, yes?

Of course, Maureen. Why wouldn't he be?

- Well, I'm just wondering if he made his decision based on all the facts.

- I'm not sure I appreciate what you're implying.

- Sara, please don't misunderstand. I'm not implying anything.

- We can still have a family. I mean... there are other options.

- And I'm wondering if you have explored all those options.

And if Jameson has considered his.

- I see.

This isn't really about my condition, is it, Maureen?

This is about you and me.

You don't like me. You never have.

In fact, you have done your best to ensure I'm not comfortable with any of this.

And you know, quite frankly, I'm not willing to put up with it anymore.

- Of course you're not.

And you are under no obligation... to stay -

with me or with Jameson.

- Excuse me?

- If leaving Jameson will become a financial burden, we can certainly discuss

compensation. - Are you...

are you trying to buy me off? Is that why you invited me here?

- Oh, no, don't be ridiculous.

If you are considering making a transition,

I'm just trying to make it as simple as possible for you.

- No, there won't be any transition, Maureen.

I'm not leaving Jameson, and we are

never talking about this again. - Sara!

[door slamming shut]

- Maureen.

Well, that could have gone better.

- Gunnar.

- Val. It's been too long.

How you been, sis?

How's, uh, how's school?

How's Kyle?

- Kyle's good. School's expensive.

Is this a customer's, or are you just borrowing it for the day?

- Customer. Work order is in the glove compartment if you don't believe me.

You wanna jimmy the door and take a look?

I remember you used to be pretty good at that.

- Well, you can't say Dad didn't teach me anything.

- Yeah. Well, all that automotive expertise is

coming in handy here - at least for me.

- So, they're treating you OK? - Yeah.

Yeah, it was a bit tough finding a place to hire me

when I got out. Didn't have too many options,

but this place turned out solid.

- Then everything's straight here? - Yep.

Did you come back just to bust my nuts?

- Um... do you know where Dad is?

- Did you check O'Malley's? Last stool on the left?

- He hasn't been there for weeks. - Well, he's got a room

up at 5th and Prichard.

I gotta warn you, though, it's not much to look at.

- Thanks.

[whispering]: Dad?

[whispering]: Dad.

- Mary?

- No, Dad... it's me, Val.

Mom's gone, remember?

- Val?

- Yeah. Dad, it's me.

Are you... are you OK?

- I miss you.

- I missed you too,

Dad.

- So, what, you're just gonna let him ruin your life?

- Well, there's not really much I can do.

- Well, you can call the police.

Or... I don't know, the IRS.

- He's my dad; I'm not gonna send him

to prison. Besides, he needs the money more than I do.

- Why is he even filing taxes?

- I don't know.

Probably to qualify for food stamps or disability.

- You're gonna get kicked out of school, Val.

You worked so hard and so long for this.

Don't let him drag you down. You gotta keep going.

- I am gonna keep going.

I'll just... take a break, a year off

I'll work full time,

and I'll save some money.

[knocking on door]

- Hi. You all right?

- Trying to be.

- Would you talk some sense into her, please, Su?

She's not gonna do anything about her dad.

- You're not thinking of leaving, are you?

Maybe it won't be so bad. There are plenty of kids here

who don't have scholarships or aid packages.

- Yeah, but you know what they do have? They have yachts.

They have convertibles that their parents gave them.

Jackie's taking calculus

just to count her trust fund.

This place isn't made for people like me.

- It wasn't made for me either.

Until I found a way to fit.

- Su, are you serious?

Twenty-five thousand dollars

for... for an egg? - Well,

a bunch of eggs. But it was a simple procedure. In and out.

- So, what... what, you just sold them?

- It's not human trafficking, Kyle. They're not kids.

They're just eggs. - I don't know, it's just...

- It's what?

It's helping people - people who can't have kids,

people who want to start families.

- People who want to

buy families.

You know what? I need some air.

- They really pay that much?

- For law school stock? Flawless complexion?

Perfect GPA? Please.

These babies are top of the line.

Val,

the money's good, but the feeling you get after,

when you look at the parents' faces, it's even better.

- Well, are they still looking?

- Oh, the couple I worked with last time already got what they needed.

But, you know, there's always someone looking.

I could take you down to the clinic if you want.

And if not eggs, well...

- What?

- How much money are you looking to make?

- I don't have to decide now, do I?

- Of course not. It's a long process,

and you'll have plenty of time to think it over.

It's all about finding the right people, the right match.

- Do you have anyone in mind?

- As a matter of fact, I do.

- Wow.

It still looks the same.

- Brings back memories, huh? - Mm, some.

Not a lot, thanks to whoever invented boilermakers.

[They chuckle.] - I mean,

my eggs are fine, but the cysts make implantation impossible,

just like my sister.

- So, we went to an agency to find a surrogate,

but we just found the whole thing to be really,

um, impersonal. - Yeah, and then,

well, Dr. Vernon told us about you at Omega Zeta Delta.

- I mean, it's my old sorority. - We thought it was a sign, so...

- What is a sorority besides a sisterhood, right?

We can't think of a better place to start our family.

- How could you jump into this surrogacy nonsense without even speaking to me about it?

- This is about me and my wife and my family.

- Your family? I am your family. Have you forgotten who raised you?

- A Filipino nanny and the staff of three boarding schools.

- I only want what's best for you.

- You want me to leave my wife! - Nonsense!

I just want to be a part of your life. I want to be a part of your child's life.

I want to make sure that the baby is surrounded by the right people.

- Is that why you offered to pay her to leave me?

- I did no such thing. I don't know what

that woman's told you. - Her name is Sara!

- I just wanted to make sure that Sara loves you

for all the right reasons for you,

and not for your inheritance or for my support.

Please.

I am only worried

about what happens to everything that I have worked for.

When I am gone, it all goes to you

and to her.

- Mother, not everything is about money, OK?

- Of course not.

If you have it.

Please.

I love you. I want to see you happy.

I want to see you with a family.

One with a mother that you didn't pick

out of a catalogue.

- You're being ridiculous.

That's not what's happening here.

It'll be our child.

The surrogate is just gonna carry it.

It'll be my genes. And Sara's.

- Exactly.

Don't you see that we are already dealing

with her genetic issues?

How do we know that the baby won't be born

with some other defect? God forbid.

If you do this, I know that you will regret it.

It is a bad decision.

- It's a good thing it's not yours to make.

- I don't get it.

So, first we were talking about eggs,

and now this is a full-blown pregnancy?

- What "full-blown," Kyle? It's a baby, not a disease.

- There are other ways to make money, Val.

- Like how? Rob a bank? It's a lot of money.

I'm doing this so I can stay in school, remember?

- It's just, there's got to be another way, you know?

- Maybe there is, but...

it's not just about the money. It's about... I don't know.

When I was growing up after my mom died,

it was hard on me and my brother and my dad.

And I just... I didn't see a lot of good in the world.

I just saw a bunch of miserable people doing bad things

to make their lives a little easier, so...

the idea of doing something to make someone

happy, the idea of doing something good...

it's exciting.

Especially if I get paid for it.

- I know you're in a tough spot.

But at the same time, it's like...

...I mean, don't I get a say at all in this?

- I mean... you get an opinion.

And I get to listen to it and... respect it.

But... it's my decision.

It's my body, Kyle.

But just remember

this isn't my child.

Just think of it like I'm babysitting for nine months.

- Yeah, I guess.

- I'm just gonna double-check a few things.

I had one of my profs look over it earlier.

He was pretty impressed when he saw your name, by the way.

- Your mom is Maureen Darlington, right? The congresswoman?

- Former. But yeah.

- She sponsored the bill to rewrite

the essential services legislation a few years back.

- Uh, I don't know if you'll see her that much.

She's not very comfortable with the whole surrogacy thing.

- Well, I mean, she must be excited about having a grandchild.

Your dad too. - Oh, he passed away.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I had no idea. - No, it's fine. It's been about

10 years. Uh, Mom's remarried.

It doesn't matter.

- Everything looks OK.

Your decision.

[laughing]

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- Are you comfortable?

All right.

It only takes a few moments.

There we go.

It was that easy. It's over.

Oh, c'mon, you can have one coffee.

To celebrate.

- No, thank you.

I would never forgive myself if Sara Jr. came out with ADD.

- Is that what we're having? Are we having a girl?

- Baby, she's been pregnant for 40 minutes. It's not ANYTHING yet.

We'll wait till the 20-week to find out.

- We are gonna find out though, right?

I just wanna know if we're gonna do, like,

a Jungle Book theme or a Jane Austin theme...

[laughing]

What? What are we laughing at?

- You two. You guys are so cute. You're so excited.

- Well... yes, and it's all because of you.

- Well, I'm sure someone else would have stepped up.

- I'm just so happy that my baby is growing inside somebody

so beautiful. - Great. Now I'm gonna cry.

If I lose any more fluids, I'm gonna give birth to a raisin.

[laughing]

- I don't hear anything from you for ages, and then

suddenly you spring this on me? Do I mean so little to you?

- There was no news, Mother, because there was no news.

We just found out today, and I came right over.

But after the way you treated Sara last time you spoke to her,

I shouldn't even be here.

- Oh, don't be so dramatic. It was all a misunderstanding--

- No! Nobody misunderstood anything. You made yourself

perfectly clear. We've made our peace with that.

It's time you do the same.

- What are you talking about?

- The way you've treated Sara since the day you met her.

The way you reacted to our plan to start a family.

It's just... hurtful.

It's cruel. And, um,

you need help.

And until you get it, you stay the hell away from me,

my wife, and my child. - Do you see

what she's done? Do you see how she's poisoned you against me?

- She's done nothing of the sort.

You brought this on yourself. - Jameson.

[door slamming shut]

- Take this. You look like you need it.

- He's gone, Charlie.

He's left me. That woman has finally come between us.

- I wouldn't worry about it.

He's your son. He'll be back. - Oh, no, I don't think he will.

Not while she's still around.

- [Yeah.]

- Mm. Walter. - [Charlie. It's been a while.]

- I got a job for you. - [We should meet.]

- Welcome to On Board.

[Alarm chirps.]

- Wait. Change of plans.

The garage called. My car's ready.

Can you give me a lift into town?

- Yes, but you have to hurry; otherwise I'm gonna be late.

- I'm hurrying.

- OK.

- Hello and welcome to On Board. How can I help you?

- That's weird. What, did you turn that on?

- No, I don't even know how to use it. - Oh.

- Babe, slow down here. Slow down.

- I don't have any brakes. It's not working! - Put it in neutral!

- I can't, it's locked! The wheel won't move! - Put the parking brake on!

- No, it won't. I can't! It's stuck! - Press down on it!

[tires screeching] Sara, you're in the other lane! - It's driving itself! I can't--

- We're gonna hit! - Oh, my god!

[loud crash]

[glass shattering]

[doorbell]

- Lydia?

[doorbell] Lydia?

- They were so happy.

I had no idea the last time that I saw them

would be the last time that I saw them.

[Kyle takes a deep breath.] - This is unbelievable.

So, what happens now? To the baby, I mean.

- I have no idea.

- Well...

there is a next of kin specified in the contract -

a sister, I think. I can't remember her name,

but I guess the baby would go to her.

If...

you know.

- If what?

- If you keep the baby.

- Does she have a choice at this point? I mean...

- Well, surrogacy law is kind of shaky in most states.

The contract would be hard to enforce.

Ultimately, Val, it's... it's up to you.

- This baby meant

everything to Sara.

And to Jameson.

And now it's all that's left of them.

I have to keep it.

To keep them alive.

- I should have known she would take him away from me

one way or another. - It was an accident, Maureen.

The cops said she was driving too fast and lost control. - I don't care

what the police said. She took him away from me.

I'll never see his face again,

or hear him laugh.

I have nothing now.

- You still have me.

- Do I?

And what happens when you leave me, Charlie?

When you abandon me,

like Edward and Jameson did? - I'm not ever gonna leave you.

We have too much history together.

- History? What does that mean

when they're all gone, when my whole family is gone?

- There's still the kid.

- Yes.

Yes, there is. There is my grandchild.

That's what's left of my family, Charlie.

And that child will need me -

my guidance, and my love.

Yes. We'll have to make arrangements, Charlie.

- Do you have any idea what you did?

- You know, you should be thanking me.

- Thanking you? You were supposed to take care of the girl and the girl only.

You screwed this whole thing up. I can't believe I trusted you with this.

- Look, you wanted an accident, right?

How many accidents do you think 30-year-olds have, huh?

I had to rig the car, all right? I didn't even see the guy get in!

- You killed her son, Walter! - So?

So what? Now who's next in line when Maureen kicks off, huh? You.

I should be getting a slice of your inheritance, all right,

not a lecture. - It's not about the money.

I got a good thing going. - A good thing? You're a pool boy in a cardigan, Charlie.

- Hey, listen. I got a new life, OK?

I'm not driving around outside of sleazy motels,

busting dirtbag husbands who are cheating on their wives

with hookers and doing eight balls of blow.

And more importantly, I'm not cracking heads anymore.

- Yeah, rigging cars, right?

Just give me my money.

- Oh, you want to get paid for this botched job?

- That's how this works, doesn't it? Or what, you can't remember?

We do the deed so that rich folks don't get their hands dirty, right?

That's how it used to be for you. That's how it still is for me.

What the hell is this?

This doesn't feel like 25,000, Charlie.

- That's right; it's 10.

- Are you kidding me? The job was 25!

You know what? It's gonna be double that now if you don't

want me talking about what Maureen has got you doing.

- Hey. Hey! You don't pull that crap with me!

You understand? You leave Maureen out of it!

Yeah, you take that money,

and it's not for the job. It's to stay out of our lives,

forever!

- Forever's a long time, Charlie.

- She was such

a wonderful person.

I mean, I didn't know her long.

- But you knew her enough

to do this for her.

And she must have known you. You must be a wonderful person.

- I just wanted to make them happy. - And you did.

I know it was only for a little while,

but my sister's face, when she talked about you and the baby...

I'm sorry.

This is so hard.

- I can't even imagine. - Me neither.

I'm sure it'll come once we're done with the...

funeral arrangement, and the accountants, and the lawyers.

Uh, you're taken care of, right?

There's money in an account or something?

- Yeah, in escrow, of course, but, um, that's not why I'm here.

I just... wanted to give

my condolences and say

how sorry I am, and...

see... how, um...

- And see...?

- Well, I know the baby was Sara's dream...

but I wanted to see how...

- How we feel about suddenly becoming parents.

- Well, we've always wanted kids, and we would have been first in line

for a surrogacy like yours, but...

we don't have the money, not like Jameson does.

Did.

- A child was Sara's dream, but it's our dream too.

We're so happy you could be a part of it.

- I want you to know that we'll be here for you, whatever you need,

whenever you need it.

That's what Sara would have wanted.

It's what we want.

- Provided, of course, you still want to go through with this.

- Nothing would make be happier.

[sigh of relief] - Good.

- Oh, damn it. - What?

- I lost the keys to my bike lock.

- Again?

This is what you get for using a twist-tie as your key chain.

- Would you just help me, please?

- OK, let's see now...

- Yep, it just gets hotter and hotter every time you do it.

- Are you sure you really lost your key? - What?

Of course. What do you mean?

Thank you, by the way.

- Are you Valerie?

- Yeah. Uh... I'm sorry. Do I know you?

- Oh, forgive me. I'm Maureen

Darlington, Jameson's mother.

I believe you're carrying my grandchild.

- Of course. I'm so sorry for your loss.

- Thank you. - Oh, I'm Kyle.

Nice to meet you, ma'am. Uh, I'm Valerie's boyfriend.

- Uh, were you going somewhere?

- Yes, uh, class.

- Oh. Do you have a moment?

I'd like a word with you in private.

- Oh! Yeah, uh... catch you later, huh?

Nice meeting you, Mrs. Darlington.

- It's so wonderful to finally meet you.

I wanted to introduce myself, and I hope that we keep in touch.

There are so many arrangements to be made.

- Arrangements? - For the birth.

I've reserved a private room for you at the Victoria Canyon Hospital.

They're staffed with the best. - I actually think

most of that's taken care of in the contract.

- Oh, I'm sure it is, but... with Jameson gone,

I will be taking over in his stead.

- Oh... I mean...

No, I think... Stacie and Bob

are taking care of most of it,

being next of kin.

- Excuse me?

Is there nothing we can do?

- There isn't a great deal of precedent in surrogacy cases.

The law, in many instances, has yet to be written.

But essentially this is a custody case.

The child has been conceived and the Holts have guardianship.

It's been clearly spelled out, not only

in the surrogacy agreement, but in the wills as well.

They seem to have immediately updated them

upon learning of Ms. Vont's pregnancy.

- So, you're telling me that there's no way that we can poke holes in this thing?

- Well, we could take it to trial, but, uh,

there's no guarantee it'll turn in our favour.

- This is nonsense.

I have a beautiful home, money, comfort, help.

A perfect environment for a child.

Certainly no court would disagree with that.

- I'm afraid it's not about that.

As long as they're fit guardians,

the court will consider the matter closed.

- It is impossible that one would even consider

placing a child in a downtown project

when they had an opportunity to live in a home like this.

- Ah, that's the way of the world these days.

Everything's equal, everybody's equal.

[He chuckles.] Even when they're not.

- Yes, well, I will not allow my grandchild to be raised in such an environment.

There must be something that can be done.

- There always is.

During the campaigns.

- Yeah, we did all right, didn't we?

- "We." Listen to me taking credit.

It was always you.

Always approaching problems so... creatively.

- Asymmetrical warfare. [He chuckles.]

Gotta stay unpredictable.

- That's just one thing that I love about you, Charlie -

do dependably unpredictable.

[siren bleep]

- What?

[police radio chatter]

- You. Step out of the car, please, sir.

- Officer, what seems to be the problem? - This car was reported stolen.

- Stolen? What are you talking about? I'm in my driveway.

- Step out of the car, sir. Keep your hands where I can see them.

- This is my car. - Step out of the car, sir! Now!

- This is insane. Look. - Stop! Hey! Do not move!

- I'm getting the registration, that's it. - You move slow, sir.

- What the hell?

- Out of the car.

Out of the car!

Over that way.

On the hood.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be

provided to you. Do you understand these rights, sir? Up.

Do you understand these? - Yes.

As you can imagine, Ms. Darlington

is very concerned about these new developments.

Drugs found in the car, in the house -

I'm sure you'll agree not a suitable environment to raise a child.

- So how does this affect Valerie and the baby?

- Well, of course, we will be challenging the Holts' guardianship in court.

But that's gonna take some time.

In the interim, we'd like to propose... a new agreement,

one that temporarily places Ms. Darlington as the legal parent during the pregnancy,

thus responsible for all medical decisions,

legal arrangements,

and, of course, costs.

I can assure you,

this is what's best for the child.

- Uh... um...

can I meet her again?

- [Maureen]: Of course, I'll see to it that they get the best legal representation.

- I just... I feel so sorry for them.

- As do I.

Valerie, you know I once served in Congress?

- Yes, um, Jameson mentioned that.

- Those were wonderful years, but not without their sadness.

We did a lot of work in social programs,

and there was so much pain -

the crime, poverty,

addiction. I felt so deeply for them,

and there was so little that we could do.

It can be so difficult,

not being able to help...

...especially when...

when things get out of control.

I... I feel like that now

with what happened to Jameson, and now these arrests.

- Maureen, it's OK.

- I would just feel so much better

if I could be there for you, to provide for you,

to protect you.

Will you let me?

[cell phone ringtone]

- Hello?

- [Valerie, it's Maureen speaking. How are you]

[this afternoon?] - Um...

I'm fine, thank you. - [I was just wondering]

[if you'd be interested in a little visit?]

[I'd love to see you and your home.]

- Oh. OK.

That'd be great. Uh, when?

- [Would now be OK? I'm right outside.]

- Oh. All right, um...

I'll, uh, I'll be there in a bit.

- Great.

- This is the main room.

For house meetings, parties, movie nights...

- Hmm, I see.

I wouldn't have imagined you girls had much time to party,

considering the amount of work that I did in my university

days. But I suppose

times have changed. - Oh, um, well, you see,

Omega Zeta Delta, um, we've won lots

of awards for our academic achievements over the years,

and for our charity work.

And we have Sorority of the Year for last year.

- Mm-hmm. Stiff competition, I'm sure.

- [whispering]: Come here. - Oh, um, one second.

- Who is Cruella de Vil and why is she here?

- Oh, that's Maureen Darlington,

She's the grandmother of the baby.

- Oh. You brought your sugar momma.

- Well, she's a congresswoman.

Or was.

- Congresswoman Darlington. It is

a pleasure to meet you.

I'm Jacqueline Worrington, chapter president of Omega Zeta Delta.

- Of course you are. - Um... Valerie, why don't you

give Mrs. Darlington a tour of the place?

- Right this way.

- No, that is not possible. We don't have bugs in our house.

- What's going on? - Surprise inspection.

Anonymous tip.

They said they found bed bugs. - Bed bugs?

Really? I've never noticed anything.

- Can you imagine what a pain in the ass it would be if they had to fumigate this place?

- My dear,

an insect-infested boarding house is

hardly the proper environment

for someone in your condition.

It's just that, after what happened to Jameson,

I need to know that this baby will be safe,

and that you will be safe.

Do you understand?

- Yes. I do. - If you take

Ms. Darlington up on her offer, well... you'll get

the best medical care along with free transportation, room and board.

Will you at least consider it?

- Please.

- You don't owe this woman anything, you know.

- Well, I kind of do.

It is her grandchild.

I mean, she has the right to be involved.

- OK, this is a little past being involved, all right?

This is being possessive. It's... it's creepy,

and it's... it's weird. - A little bit, yeah, but...

I mean, she's basically, she's just offering me

a place to stay. She's trying to be nice.

- Nice? Are we talking about the same person here?

Cause I remember this. - She's not that bad.

- Yeah, but I'm actually not kidding, Val.

I've seen the way she looks at me. It's like she doesn't want me anywhere around you.

- This isn't about me or you, Kyle.

This is about the baby. - Yes,

yeah, I know it's about the baby. It's always about the baby.

Am I even gonna get to see you?

- You're being ridiculous. - No, I'm being realistic.

OK, I'm being practical, and I'm accepting the fact

that this baby is the most important thing in your life.

More than your friends, more than family, more than school.

More than me.

- It's a baby, Kyle.

- But it's not your baby.

It's never gonna be your baby.

You know, maybe we just need a break until you can figure that out.

[She laughs.]

- Getting settled in? - Oh!

You scared me. I mean, you startled me.

Um, yes. The room is just... it's really lovely.

The whole house is lovely. - Thank you.

This old house is over a hundred years old, you know.

Not very convenient when it comes to newer appliances

and stuff, but...

it does have its charms.

I sometimes feel that, um, the old ways,

the more traditional ways, are best.

- Right. - Your cell phone,

for example. You may feel it's

indispensable, but...

for the health of my grandchild, I'm sure you'll find

you can easily do without it. - The health?

- The radiation, of course. - Oh, actually, I don't think they found--

- It would be a pity to discover the dangers

a decade or so down the line,

when it's too late to do something about it.

Oh, don't look so upset. I'm not taking it away

from you. I would just love if you left it

on the night stand here,

away from the baby.

- Sure. I guess. - Excellent.

Well, if there's nothing else, I will see you at dinner time.

Six o'clock. Sharp.

[classical piano music playing] - Lydia, could you

please ensure that my lamb is medium rare?

I don't want to see a wonderful cut of meat being spoiled

by overcooking. Thank you.

- We're having lamb?

- I'm afraid you can't have lamb. The meat would be too

difficult to digest for someone in your condition.

But Lydia has prepared a wonderful hearty vegetable

stew. You'll love it.

- Oh. OK.

- Be present at this table, Lord.

Be here and everywhere adored.

These mercies bless and grant that we,

born and unborn, may feast in fellowship

with Thee. Amen.

[Charlie clears his throat.]

Charlie. [He clears his throat.]

May I present Valerie Vont. Valerie,

this is Charlie Hadling, my husband.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Charmed.

- You're late. You missed grace.

- Yeah, I said my prayers at the office.

- Oh, uh, where do you work? - Here and there.

I used to be a, uh, private detective,

but now I... I just kinda freelance.

- Wow, that's pretty cool.

- Well, it's not like in the movies. It's just...

a lot of sitting around in cars with a camera, and...

fast food, you know?

- You don't like your food, dear?

- Oh, um, no, it's not... it's not that. I just, um...

...I guess I'm just not that hungry.

- Oh, you have to keep up your appetite; it's very important.

We'll get you to see the doctor tomorrow.

- I have an appointment next week.

- You won't be seeing that doctor at the clinic anymore.

I'll have you see my own physician, Dr. Heinrich.

- But... I like my doctor.

She's... she's great.

- Dr. Heinrich has the most well-respected practice in the city.

People would KILL to have an appointment with him.

And you're being offered one for free.

- I'm looking forward to it. - Good.

Now eat as much as you can. You must keep up your strength.

- Oh. It's cold.

- That's the head there. You see?

- Oh, can I look?

- Uh, no, no,

you wouldn't want to become too attached.

Try to lie still, dear.

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

- Heyyy, Charlie.

- I told you never to come here. - What, are you embarrassed?

Don't want to be seen conversing with the help?

- I already gave you what you're gonna get.

- That wasn't the deal, Charlie. - The deal was one person,

OK? So there is no deal.

- Are you sure about that? 'Cause I can recall some discussions.

Some particulars. Maybe I'll recall them to a few people who might be interested

in what you and your old lady are up to.

- You're in this as deep as I am, pal. - Ohhh, no.

No, not quite as deep. I had nothing to do

with that other couple with the drugs.

Yeah, I heard about that. Went solo on that one, did you?

- All right, what do you want?

- I just want my money, Charlie.

- There's nothing to talk about. So... goodbye.

- Yeah, well, you know, maybe I'm done talking too.

But this isn't over, Charlie.

- All right, what do you want? - I just want my money, Charlie.

- You're in this as deep as I am, pal.

- No, not quite as deep. I had nothing to do with that other couple with the drugs.

- Kid, what did these people do?

"In response to your query of March 15th

"in regards to your concern of Bob and Stacie

"Holts' guardianship, to have the Holts declared

"unfit guardians, both would have to be guilty of criminal activity,

including acts such as drug abuse/trafficking..."

March 15th? Wait a minute.

Arrested March 17th - two days after the letter.

Oh, my god, kid, they set it up.

[She screams.]

- One of these days, I'm gonna have to get a password for that thing.

Interesting. It's usually me doing the snooping.

- What in God's name is going on here?

- It looks like little Miss Nancy Drew is snooping around -

found Oberly's letter about the Holts and the drugs

and put it all together. It's pretty impressive.

- You kept the letter?

- Getting old, I guess.

- Oh, my god.

Now, what shall we do with you?

- Looks like our little guest wants to check out.

- You're leaving? With my grandchild? I think not.

Bring her along, Charlie. If she's not comfortable in her room,

perhaps we can find her other accommodations for now.

- This is kidnapping! You know you go to jail for this!

- Hey! Sit down! Knock it off.

- You are carrying my grandchild, and you were about to leave.

If anything, that is kidnapping. - So, you're just gonna leave me in here?

You're gonna leave your grandchild in here?

- It's temporary till we figure out what to do.

- You're insane. - Why?

Because I'm trying to protect my family?

You must have recognized that those people weren't fit to raise a baby.

My grandchild deserves opportunity, advantage,

guidance. I can provide that.

Anything else is abuse.

Charlie, ensure she does not leave this room.

- Oh, come on.

Come on!

- Hey!

Relax!

Sit still.

- Come on.

[cell phone vibrating and ringing]

Hi, you've reached Valerie Vont. If you leave a message,

I'll try to get back to you right away.

- Su.

Hey! Su, uh...

...have you heard from Valerie? - I thought you two broke up.

- Look, OK, I was being a dick, I understand. But...

it's not exactly the easiest situation to deal with.

- Yeah, especially if you're an ass.

- Look. I was wrong, OK?

I know. You know.

I'd like to let

Valerie know, please.

- Well, what do you want me to do?

- I don't know. Can you call her?

She's not picking up when she sees it's me.

- Fine. But I actually haven't heard from her in a while either.

She hasn't responded to any of my texts.

No status updates either.

[ringing on other end]

- Hi, you've reached Valerie Vont. If you leave a message,

I'll try to get back to you right away.

- She's still not answering. That's so weird.

It's not like her at all.

- Oh, OK, when was the last time you heard from her?

- A while ago.

She sent me a picture of her fancy room.

Right after she moved in with Maureen.

Something's not right.

- Yes?

- Hi! It's, um, Su and Kyle.

[We're here looking for Valerie.]

- One moment, please.

- I'm sorry about this, kid. If I would have known,

I would have never brought you into this.

- She left when? - Yesterday evening.

She said that she wasn't sure that she could continue as a surrogate.

- Well, that... that doesn't sound like Valerie.

- Perhaps not, but from what

I understand, she made this decision under financial duress.

Perhaps too quickly.

- And you haven't heard from her since?

- No. But if you do hear from her,

please ask her to call. I have been worried sick.

- OK. Thanks.

Thanks.

What the hell was that?

- Valerie's carrying her grandchild,

and she doesn't seem bothered that she's missing?

Something isn't right.

- Did they buy it? - Certainly not.

And if they did, they won't for long. They're sure to call the police.

I mean, they won't believe them,

not about my involvement.

But we can't keep her here.

- We could take her to the farmhouse. - That filthy cabin?

- Hey, it was good enough for my dad, all right? It's good enough for her.

- I suppose it'll have to do. OK, you take her, and, um,

I'll... I'll get supplies and meet you there. - All right.

- Oh, come on.

- The batteries are dead in the fob.

Gotta use the key. Old school.

[He laughs.] What, are you gonna stab me

in the neck with a screwdriver? I got a gun, girl.

- You're not gonna shoot me.

I'm carrying Maureen's grandchild.

- Not my grandchild. My job is to keep Maureen happy.

And if I let you go, she's not gonna be real happy in prison.

Nor will I. - I don't believe you.

- Yeah? You wanna bet your life on it?

The baby's life?

I didn't think so. Gimme that thing.

Let's go. Come on.

- That didn't take long.

- Well, it's been less than 24 hours.

- What? We haven't seen her in a week!

- Well, according to Maureen,

Valerie left last night.

Which is exactly what she told police when they called.

Seems ex-congresswomen have some pull around here.

- This is ridiculous.

- What do we do now?

- I have no idea.

Any chance Valerie had one of those "find my phone" apps?

Hmm?

Did you try "Disco?"

That was the name of her first dog, I think. - Yes, I tried that. I also

tried her hometown, her favourite band, her birthday...

- How about all the Omega Zeta Delta stuff?

She gave me her email password once and it was-- - "I heart Zeta Delta." I know.

It's her laptop password too, and it doesn't work.

- How about you?

- What about me? - You know she's in love with you, right?

And in her profile it says, "in a relationship."

That means you're fair game for passwords.

- "I heart Kyle."

Wow, we're in. - Here we go.

Now you're practically married as far as the internet's concerned.

- Yeah, now let's find her phone.

There it is, Cell Phone Scout. Bingo.

- That's the Darlington house.

- I knew it. She's still there. We gotta get in!

- How are we gonna do that? You ever

broken into a mansion before? - No, but I might know someone who has.

- [Su]: She's leaving.

You sure he's gonna show?

- Nope. But if you can't trust a convict, who can you trust?

Besides, he said he was gonna show up when the coast is clear.

There's Gunnar, right on time.

- What is he doing?

Doesn't seem like the most effective way to get in there.

- I'm sure it works for him, OK?

- He's got a record. Couldn't have worked that well.

- You were saying? [She sighs.]

- What about the alarms?

I cut the phone lines. That usually does it.

- Are you sure the neighbours didn't notice? - What neighbours?

The point of being rich is you don't have neighbors.

But someone should keep a lookout just in case.

- I'll go. - Yeah.

- Nice place. Might pick up a few souvenirs.

- We are not here to steal things.

We're here to find Valerie, OK? - I'm already violating my parole.

Might as well earn the extra time.

- Hey, hey.

You check downstairs, I'll check the bedrooms.

I knew it.

[cell phone ringtone]

- Yes? - [Maureen Darlington?]

- This is she.

- [Our system is reporting a security breach--]

- What are you talking about, security breach?

- [We have one of our agents on the way, but I wanted to--]

- I'll be right there.

- Come on.

Hey! Settle down. Relax.

Come on. Gimme this. Let's go.

- Where are we? What are you doing?

What are you doing?! - Relax.

Come on,

let's go. Hey!

- Get off me!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! I have to go to the bathroom!

- Are you serious? All right, fine, but make it quick.

Don't even think about

running away. There's bears out there,

pregnant lady. You're like a walking two-for-one coupon.

- Come on. Come on.

- [Yeah?]

- Kyle, time to go. Security's here. - [What?]

- And Maureen just came back. You've got to get out of there now!

- All right. - What's up?

- Security. I thought you cut the phone lines.

- They must have had a backup. - Oh, they had a backup! - Let's go.

- Yeah, OK, go! Come on.

- Nooo.

Damn it! Oh!

[catching her breath] Well, how did you guys

get out? - Backyard.

- No clues? - No.

But all her stuff is there, and the cell phone, obviously.

- So what are we gonna do?

We have no idea where she is. - Yeah, we don't.

But Maureen does.

- Hurry up. Don't take forever in there.

- Notify me immediately if you find anything.

If this is a false alarm, I want the problem found and fixed.

It could have been just the gardener.

- [Su]: She's leaving again.

- Let's go.

- [Gunnar]: What about my truck?

- [Kyle]: Leave it. Get it later.

- Let's go. We don't have all day.

All right. Let's go. Get out here where I can see ya.

[pounding on door] Come on!

All right, that's it. Let's go.

[spraying] [groaning in pain]

Aw! Ah!

- Would you drop back a bit? We're supposed to be following her,

not tailgating.

- You in here, hon? I hope not.

Nothing good ever happens in a place like this.

[twig snapping]

Ah!

- Yeah! Haha! Come on, get up!

Move, Charlie! - Walter...

- Oh, you remember my name. How sweet.

The way we left things, I thought you would have burned me out of your brain.

I was watching the house, Charlie. I followed you here.

Come on, get over here.

- Walter, what are you doing? - It's quite the place you got here, Charlie.

Long drive, but well worth it.

You're gonna be a lot easier to bury out here than in the city, man.

- You don't have to do this. - I didn't have to kill those kids for you, either,

but I did. For the money.

Not that I got paid, Charlie. So now I gotta do this.

On the house. But you know what?

I'm gonna do it just for fun. I'm gonna do it just for me.

Been waiting a long time for this, you know.

Ever since we were partners.

You're always acting like you're smarter than me, like you're better than me.

Well, now, Charlie... now you're just gonna be deader than me.

- Walter, I'll pay you the rest of the money, all right-- - No, you won't!

But you're gonna pay.

Another way.

[gunshot] [Valerie screams.]

- [Charlie]: Get out here.

Well...

what am I gonna do with you?

- Charlie?

Charlie, what happened?

Charlie, what are you doing?

Put the gun away. Are you insane?

- Maureen, this has got to stop.

We gotta cut our losses.

- What are you talking about?

Why did you kill Walter?

- It doesn't matter.

What matters now is that we need to go.

You and me. Not her.

- She's carrying my grandchild, Charlie.

- She saw what happened to Walter.

- He killed Jameson.

Maureen, he killed your son!

- What is she talking about?

- Maureen, don't do this.

Not now. - Did you do something?

Did you do something to my Jameson?

- He killed him!

And now he's trying to kill me! And your grandchild!

- Maureen, it was an accident, OK? Walter was just supposed

to take care of Sara. - Oh, my god!

- Maureen,

we don't have time for this.

I just did what needed to be done. What you wanted.

- I never told you to do anything!

- No, no, you never did.

No, you just tell me what your problem is and you expect me to solve it.

So I did what you wanted me to do, and you knew

what you were saying, Maureen. - No.

No, this isn't... this isn't what I wanted, Charlie.

- Yeah, it is,

OK? That's the way it works with you and me.

You tell me what you want, and I take care of it, right?

Yeah! Just like your first campaign, with the Walden video.

Or when you ran for Congress. Remember?

Yeah, the wire taps.

And Edward. - Ed... Edward?

My husband? - Yeah.

He needed to be gone, so I took care of it.

- Oh, Charlie. - Like I always do. That's how it's done.

You and me! We're strong! We're powerful, right?

Yeah, you and me! Nobody else!

Not her.

- Maureen, don't listen to him.

You have a grandchild

to think about. You have family.

- Charlie, my son is dead.

Did I do all this? Did I do all this?

- No, Maureen.

We did this.

I'm sorry, Maureen.

- Oh, God, Charlie.

- I really am.

- [Kyle]: Damn it, Su, I told you to fall back, not get lost.

- [Su]: I'm not lost. We just... lost her.

She must have turned off the highway somewhere.

- [Gunnar]: Wait, wait! Go back. I think I saw her car.

- Maureen! Please!

- Hey! Why don't you shut up, all right?

Shut up!

[Charlie groaning]

- Maureen...

Maureen.

We need to call the police. OK?

What are you doing?

No. Maureen.

You don't want to do this.

- But they're all gone.

Edward, Jameson,

and now Charlie. And it's all...

it's all my fault.

I did this.

It's all over.

- No, it's not over. OK?

It's just the beginning.

Please! Maureen, this is all the family you have left!

- [crying]: Oh, Charlie.

Oh, Charlie.

- [Gunnar]: Val, are you OK?

- Gunnar...

[crying]

- I can't believe you did it.

- Yeah, you did amazing, Val.

- That was just dress rehearsal for when we try it ourselves.

[knocking] - Hey, did I miss it?

Where's the baby? - She's with Stacie and Bob.

They're having some quiet time. - Yeah, where were you?

- I had to make a pickup first.

- Dad! - Baby.

- How are you feeling?

- Better. Stronger.

Taking it day by day. - Good.

- I'm so proud of you, Dad.

- Me? After what Val's been through?

- It was all worth it,

just to feel that baby inside me,

to feel how much she meant to me,

how much she meant to Jameson, Sara, Stacie and Bob.

Even Maureen. I mean,

to be a part of that is just... indescribable.

- Hey, guys. - So,

how does it feel to be a dad?

- I had no idea it would feel like this.

I had no idea this was even a feeling.

- She's cute. She looks a little bit like Maureen.

- Gunnar.

- What? She does.

- It's OK. We can't pretend Maureen doesn't exist.

Even in prison, she's still her grandmother.

- I am so happy for you - both of you.

- It's all because of you.

And we can never thank you enough for all that you've done.

- Oh, I'm sorry. Um, this is Cristian,

my dad. Dad, this is Stacie and Bob.

- You have a wonderful daughter, Mr. Vont. You should be proud.

- I am. - She's done a wonderful thing for us.

But we have one more favour to ask of you.

- Well, I don't know if I can have another baby.

[laughing] I've got finals.

- No, that's not it.

- Will you... Would you consider being the baby's godmother?

- Of... of course.

Of course!

Did you pick out a name yet?

- Yes, we did. - Valerie...

meet Valerie.

- Oh... Hi, Valerie.

Oh... [baby babbling]

Oh, it's OK.

Shh...

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