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- Surprise. - Weston.

What are you doing here?

Come in. Come in.

I thought you were in South Carolina.

Finished my assignment early.

- A week early. - It doesn't happen often.

But I had this extra time,

so I figured why not spend it with you.

I'm surprised you made it here in this weather.

Oh, my gosh, tell me about it.

My four-wheel drive was barely hanging on.

Nobody should be on the road right now.

Yeah.

- Hey, Fenway. - Yeah, hopefully, our plow teams

- will make some progress. - Sarah,

temperature's dropped, like, ten degrees in the past hour.

All that wet snow is freezing over.

Main Street's like the world's most extreme luge track.

You can't send plows out there.

I already did.

Oh. I'm shocked you're still here, Grover.

Yeah, Luis asked me to stay here and watch the roof.

Thank God. I just pulled a bus out of a snowbank.

But I had to stop. The roads are all iced up.

It's way too dangerous to try to get to Lakeshore.

Lakeshore?

What were you going all the way out there for?

- It was because of me. - Oh.

Bella.

Uh, is it winter break already?

Uh, no. They let me come home early.

I'm gonna take my finals at home.

- Oh. Everything okay? - If you call my dad

and Alexis getting a divorce "okay,"

then yeah. Everything's great.

I thought they were back in New York.

They were. For couples therapy.

But that didn't work, obviously,

so Alexis is gonna come back this weekend to get her things.

So, here I am, seven and a half hours alone on a bus

to help my dad pick up the pieces.

- You were alone on the bus? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah. I guess everyone else was smart enough

to avoid traveling during the snow-pocalypse.

Yeah, her dad was supposed to pick her up from the station,

but his car wouldn't start in the cold.

Called him, told him we'd wait it out here

until the worst of it passed over.

Yeah, of course.

I'll get you home as soon as the visibility improves.

Yeah, no rush.

The mess my life just became isn't going anywhere.

I wish I had better news,

but this blizzard is much worse than we expected.

With zero visibility and windchill factor at -25,

I have no choice but to call in the plow teams

and stop all snow-clearing efforts.

Anyone who is still outside,

I need you to find the nearest shelter

and stay there until the storm passes.

Like any storm, we need to be prepared

to lose power and cell service.

If we all stay calm and stay warm,

we will get through this the way we get through everything:

together.

_

We've all seen our fair share of nor'easters,

but this is not your average storm.

It looks like we're about to give the blizzard of '78

a run for its money.

We find ourselves in the perfect conditions for disaster.

So stay where you are and hold your loved ones close.

It's gonna be a long night.

I can't believe we did this.

How could I let this happen?

I... I think I'm gonna be sick.

Look, just calm down. It's not that bad.

I'm married, Danny. Not sleeping with other people

is, like, the one rule you're not supposed to break.

It is that bad.

It literally couldn't be worse.

And now it's worse.

- You okay? - No, I'm not okay!

I am the opposite of okay. And you asking me if I am okay

makes me even less okay.

I'm sorry.

- Look, can we just talk for a second? - No.

I don't want to talk to you.

I don't want to be in the same room with you.

I don't want to look at you. I just...

I want to put the nightmare of this night behind me

and never think of it again.

- Door's blocked. - Blocked by what?

By a family of cave trolls. By snow, Danny.

So we're trapped in here. Together.

Quite the library.

You have Faust in the original German.

Gravity's Rainbow. Ah.

Emma Goldman's autobiography.

I know she's your favorite.

Emma Goldman was an anti-war,

anti-oppression anarcha-feminist

who defended free speech, fought for workers' rights,

promoted sexual literacy for women

and supported homosexuality

all before the invention of sliced bread.

Of course she's my favorite.

She should be everyone's favorite.

This? Okay, this is my favorite.

Oh. That's from the Penny Lane Playhouse.

It's been in Greylock since 1923.

They put on an annual summer show for kids.

Corinne, Grover, AJ and I, we all did them every year.

Danny was even in a few.

- Titus Andronicus, I assume. - Yeah,

that's right before I eat the pies

with my children's heads baked into them.

Nice.

Um...

I think I still have that bunny costume

somewhere in my bedroom.

You should probably go see it.

See what, your bunny costume?

My bedroom.

Boom. Hat trick.

"Hat trick" is a hockey term.

- It applies to all sports. - Grover, this is not a sport.

This is barely a game.

Fun fact: "hat trick" actually comes from cricket.

When a batsman took three wickets

with three consecutive balls, he was rewarded with a hat.

Mm, okay. "Batsman" is not a thing.

Uh, "batsman" is absolutely a thing.

And you are stalling.

Is there any way we can play something

- that doesn't smell quite like pickles? - Oh, I get it.

Intimidated by my hat trick.

I'm in your head, Johnson.

- I'm in your... - Batsman, my ass.

Yeah, poor kid.

I had no idea Alexis and William were having problems.

Me, either.

That's life, I guess.

There's no end to the secrets people keep.

I don't know.

It's not working for me.

No? It's not?

I'm going for, like, an Abraham Lincoln thing.

Oh. And I preferred Thoreau.

Really?

Well, not many women can pull off a neck beard. Here.

Own it. Own it. Yeah.

Oh, be still, my heart.

You have Thor-own me into a tizzy.

Oh, my God, I'm gonna Thoreau you out of the tub.

I'm gonna interview you, okay?

Tell me about South Carolina.

Mm, Palmetto State.

- Birthplace of James Brown. - Okay, I mean your assignment.

My assignment. Sorry, I was distracted by your thighs.

Can we talk about something besides work? Come on.

Um, will you, t... uh, tell me about your tattoos?

Uh, this one is obvious.

This one I got after my first story was published.

- Um, and... - Mm-hmm.

"They condemn what they do not understand."

Cicero.

- That's right. - Mm.

It's kind of my-my philosophy on journalism.

An educated, informed public

is not a luxury of civilized society, it's a...

It's a prerequisite for one.

Exactly.

Well, that, and neck beards.

I really like you.

What?

This is the only bathtub I want to be sitting in right now.

But, uh, I mean, if you want to sit in other bathtubs,

that's... that's fine, you know?

I'm not trying to...

chain you to one tub.

I don't need to sit in any other bathtubs.

This is, this is the only tub I need.

Okay. Cool.

Okay.

Okay.

Mm-hmm.

Have you been down in the basement?

I didn't know t-there was a basement.

Well, there is, and it's packed.

Costumes from Shakespeare in the park,

musical instruments, props from the Christmas pageant

and decorations from every holiday you can think of,

including these.

Batteries are still good.

Absolutely not. Are you crazy?

I'm just trying to get us some light.

No, okay, well, then...

I don't know, use...

use these.

Okay, I guess we'll spend the evening in the eerie glow

of the undead then.

How's there no signal?

Do you have any service?

Cell towers are probably out.

Won't be back online till after the storm lets up.

You said Josh and Adam are in Boston all week, right?

Cub Scouts retreat.

I know they're safe.

Adam checked in a few hours ago, I just, I...

I don't know, it's all hitting me, you know, it's...

How's Adam ever gonna look me in the eye again?

How's Josh?

Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing about Piper.

- I get how you feel. - You have no idea how I feel.

Piper is only your fiancée.

- It's completely different. - It's not completely different.

Yes it is... fiancées are disposable.

Trust me, I would know.

Okay, look, this whole thing is gonna stay between us.

As far as anyone else is concerned,

we were at the art show; then you went home,

I went back to my motel.

Wow, if only that were true.

What's taking so long?

I'm starting to regret this idea.

It's not my fault you didn't bring enough warm clothes.

- Are you filming this? - No.

Well...

you should be.

Huh?

Oh...

I admire your commitment.

- I really admire that commitment. - Good.

Yeah, because I took the liberty of borrowing one of your thongs.

As long as you didn't use my razor to shave your legs.

Never. I'm a wax man.

What are you doing here?

Look, I know I'm, like, the last person you want to see right now,

but my car just slid off the road over on-on Mapleton.

And your address was the only one I knew, so...

Okay, well, um... Yeah, come in.

We will get you thawed out.

Uh, uh, Paul Cooper, Weston Woods.

Weston, Paul.

I-I'm her father.

- Inside? Gloves? - Okay.

Yeah, hang up your gloves inside.

Yeah, from, um... from where I stand,

I could, I could swear you're sleeping

with the guy who wrote that really unflattering article

about you in the national magazine.

From where I stand, it's none of your business.

Please tell me you're not that naive.

You can't trust him.

You don't even know him.

I know he's a reporter.

Which means he's here for one reason... a story.

I'm not sure that you're the person

I would look to for a lecture on trust.

I'm just trying to be protective.

That's what fathers do.

Is it? I actually wouldn't know.

- He's a liability. - For you,

he's a liability, not for me.

I'm not a wanted criminal.

I didn't steal a bunch of American state secrets

and leak them online.

I'm not hiding out in Greylock

because it's a non-extradition country.

Fine, yes.

I-I would... rather not reveal my location,

or the details of my life,

to a reporter, which is why I'm not sleeping with one.

Weston is not that person.

We didn't even start dating

until after he published his article.

Reporters never clock out.

It's a trait of the breed.

- You're taking a huge risk here. - I hope I'm not interrupting.

No. No, not at all.

Guacamole?

Yeah.

Listen, um...

I'm really sorry about everything that's going on with your family.

You know, divorce, divorce can be...

Divorce is divorce.

Exactly.

And, um... well, you know, it...

Sucks.

- Yes. - Yeah.

As do I, at giving pep talks, apparently.

Look, I'm gonna be fine, okay?

It's not my first rodeo.

My mom took off with some other guy when I was four,

so "divorce" was kind of an early... vocabulary word

in the Whitmore house.

That must've... been hard.

Yeah.

But then my dad met Alexis.

And she's been in the picture

longer than my biological mom ever was, so...

I just... kind of thought...

I thought she was different, you know?

- Bella... - Grover, I have to study.

Do you mind?

Maybe if you'd talk to me.

If I do, will you stop throwing the ball?!

What, you carry that around in case a yuppy duel breaks out?

Pistols at dawn, racquets at brunch.

It doubles as a stress reliever.

I didn't even know you played racquetball.

I picked it up in New York.

It's really good for you.

Hmm, seems like a lot of things

about New York were good for you.

Not at first.

I was scared, broke,

couldn't figure out the subway.

I was all alone.

But I was also free.

Being away from my mom and all her baggage...

was instant relief.

And then after a while... I was less scared.

- Less broke. - Less alone?

Eventually I met Piper.

Yeah, and lived happily ever after.

I'm glad it all worked out for you, Danny.

So, Paul, what brings you to Greylock?

What do you mean?

Oh, here we go.

I was... wondering...

My kids live here.

What brings you to town?

Sarah does.

So another interview?

No, just-just a visit.

What does your magazine make of that?

Oh, I'm here on my own time. It's none of their business.

I would think it would be exactly their business, huh?

I mean, you wrote the big article on Sarah.

Wouldn't... wouldn't they naturally want a follow-up?

Well...

No, what the magazine publishes and why

is really above my pay grade.

What did they say about you coming here?

Uh, they didn't say anything.

You were in South Carolina doing an article about the governor.

- Uh-huh. - Right?

The magazine wasn't mad that you left early?

They were fine with it.

Who wants more wine?

Yeah, it's not bad, right?

It's not bad. It's not bad.

You're really gonna sleep in the stairwell?

Not if you stand there watching me the whole time.

I wasn't trying to say that things were better without you.

Or that leaving you was easy.

I know.

Listening to you just reminded me of the days right after you left.

It all came back to me.

While you were in New York finding yourself,

I was here,

having... panic attacks

and missing the prom and...

I'm sorry about that, too.

They were my demons.

It was my battle, but you were...

the casualty.

Shouldn't have done it like that.

Hurt you the way I did.

- If I could do it over again... - Yeah, but you can't, Danny.

It's in the past, so unless...

you found a time machine under all that weird crap

in the basement, there's nothing you can do to change it.

I'm sorry about my attempt at Divorce 101.

I should've stayed in my lane.

You don't need me making your life harder than it already is.

Oh, you didn't make my life harder, Grover.

Alexis did.

Have you thought about maybe talking to Alexis about all this?

Alexis doesn't care about me any more than she cares about my dad.

Which is not at all.

By this time next week, she'll probably be

on a beach somewhere, with her new girlfriend.

- Her new girlfriend? - Yeah. Alexis cheated on him.

So if she really cared about us,

then why would she have an affair in the first place?

How do I look?

Dickensian.

Yeah, the Shakespeare stuff was too small.

What is this?

A dance floor.

♪ Do you feel any better now? ♪

For you.

You can't go to prom without a dress, can you?

♪ I'm trying to follow what you told me... ♪

Danny, I-I don't think it's a good idea. I...

Prom should've been one of the best nights of your life.

And I took that away from you.

We don't have a time machine.

But... we do have time.

Please, Corinne.

Will you go to prom with me?

You all right?

I'm fine.

I-I just feel bad for Bella.

Divorce is bad enough without your stepmom running off with some...

Easy. You don't even know what happened, and neither does Bella.

She doesn't even know who the other woman is.

Yeah, I wonder if William does.

No, I doubt it.

He is not one to stay quiet when he's pissed.

If he knew, he would have been ranting about it to somebody.

My guess is Alexis is trying to protect her partner.

William is her partner. He's who Alexis should be protecting.

This other woman is a...

I don't understand why Alexis would be protecting her.

Probably because of how something like this

could damage her reputation.

As a policewoman.

And a newly elected member of the town council.

No.

Oh, my God. I had no idea.

- Wait, you're not, you're not still... - No.

No, it's... no, it's over.

Just one more relationship I managed to destroy.

Two more, AJ. You know I love you

and I always got your back, but I'm not gonna stand here

and tell you that it's okay that you were sleeping

with a married woman.

The Whitmores are getting a divorce because of you.

Oh, hold on.

The Whitmores are getting a divorce because of the Whitmores.

That marriage was doomed long before I came along.

Mm, so you don't, you don't feel guilty?

No, of course I feel guilty. What I did...

Look, you ask me,

Alexis and William's marriage isn't the real casualty here.

Bella sitting out there thinking her stepmom

doesn't care about her is.

The scenario she has in her head is wrong, Grover.

AJ, you've already crossed a serious line with this family.

The last thing they need you to do is to cross another one.

They need to work on this on their own.

You want to help Bella? Stay out of it.

♪ Do you feel any better now? ♪

Hi.

Hi.

Wow.

♪ Do you feel ♪

You look beautiful.

♪ Any better now? ♪

Your, uh...

- ... corsage, madam. - W-Where did you get this?

I repurposed it from a Christmas wreath.

Shall we?

♪ A little lost ♪

♪ Colony from the start ♪

Thank you for doing this.

It's perfect.

♪ I can't forget the skin pulled tight ♪

♪ Every letter read ♪

♪ Is it your justice... ♪

Your dad take Fenway out

to make some yellow snow?

Are you lying about why you're here?

What?

You are. I can see it on your face.

- Okay, wait a second. Wait... - You're just using me

to get another story for the Yorkshire.

- Sarah. - It was weird enough,

you showing up a week early.

And then you're dodging questions about your assignment.

In the bathtub,

you went blank when I asked you about South Carolina.

- It's not what it looks like. - It looks like you're a liar.

I'm not using you for a story.

From the moment you arrived,

you have been trying to weasel your way into my life.

Because I like you.

Of course you do. I sell magazines.

- That is not fair. - Doesn't make it untrue.

So tell me, what was the angle for this one?

Were you gonna publish a tell-all about what I'm like in bed?

Is that really what you think of me?

Is that really what you think of me?

Can we just calm down for a second?

Did you even go to South Carolina?

- Yes, I went to South Carolina. - For a story?

For you.

What is there in South Carolina

that I could possibly want?

- Emma Goldman's desk. - What?

There's an antique dealer in Charleston

who has the desk she used in 1906

when she was editor of Mother Earth magazine.

It was supposed to be auctioned off tomorrow,

which is why I told you

I'd be in South Carolina this week.

And then, two days ago, dealer calls and says

the owner will sell me the desk directly

if I drive down right now, so I did.

And then suddenly I'm back in New York

with a whole week I didn't think I'd have, so...

so I came up here.

You inspire so many people, I figured you should have something

from the woman who inspires you.

I wanted to surprise you for Christmas.

Bye-bye. See you never.

What are you doing?

I'm deleting pictures of Alexis and me.

It's freeing up a lot of space on my phone.

Bella, you know...

um, I spent a lot of time with your stepmom in the choir,

and she was always talking about you.

That doesn't mean much

if she's doing it out of both sides of her mouth.

I know you're important to her.

Not as important as her new girlfriend, apparently.

I guess I shouldn't be surprised that she left.

My own mom didn't want me.

And now Alexis doesn't want me.

Alexis does want you, Bella.

She loves you with all her heart.

When you started playing tennis,

she studied the official rule book for, like, a month

just so she would know when to cheer for you.

When you got arrested at the border protest,

she drove her car up on the sidewalk on Finch Street

just so she could get to you faster.

She came into the station with a mangled muffler,

but she didn't care.

As long as you were okay.

And when William bought her that locket last year,

she put your photo inside instead of his.

You are her greatest joy, Bella.

Hey, uh, why do you know that?

What?

That thing about Alexis's locket.

That was supposed to be our little secret.

My dad doesn't even know the photo's not of him.

Oh, my God.

It's you, AJ?

You're the one Alexis has been sleeping with?

- Bella... - Oh, my God.

What... Why would you... why would you do that?

- Bella... Bella, just wait. Bella... - No, no. No, no, no.

Please, please-please just... please just stay away from me.

I know you don't want to see me,

but we're stuck here, okay?

We might as well talk.

I don't want to talk to you.

Things between me and Alexis are over.

I swear to you. I'm sorry.

I don't care if you're sorry. I don't forgive you.

This is not about my conscience, but...

if it's forgiveness I'm after,

I'll seek it with God, not a teenager.

Look, I've made more mistakes than I can count, Bella.

And none worse than this.

I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to run me over

with a pickup truck tomorrow.

But you need to know,

everything I said about Alexis's feelings for you is true.

She loves you. She's so proud of you.

She's so proud to be your stepmother.

You can hate me,

you can hate her, but just...

... know you're loved, Bella.

And nothing's ever gonna change that.

Good boy.

Good boy.

I'm hungry again.

Where's Weston?

Upstairs.

Something happen?

Yeah, you.

What's that supposed to mean?

He was in South Carolina, um, to get me a present.

It was gonna be a surprise.

That's why he was cagey earlier,

not because he was hunting some...

some tabloid scoop on me,

or chasing some dark secret of yours.

He was just trying to do something nice.

He was trying to do something nice.

And I tore his head off.

Sorry, I was just trying to help.

You didn't help.

You actually made things worse.

Like always.

Like always?

It was hard enough when you were just like a ghost haunting me.

Now you're he-here...

I didn't realize.

You didn't realize that you leaving might have actually affected me?

It did.

And now you're back. What do you want? What do you want?

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I'll leave you alone.

I mean, it shouldn't be too hard for you.

You've had 18 years of practice.

Imagine if it were always like this.

You're crazy.

- Am I? - Mm-hmm.

You're crazy if you think

that I'm gonna live in Town Hall with you.

Okay, then where?

- Mm... - ♪ Any better now? ♪

Big house with a porch

that wraps all the way around.

And there should be water right out front.

- Salt or fresh? - Salt.

And there should be a little beach,

for bonfires.

- Okay, salt, beach, bonfires. - Mm-hmm.

Anything else?

There should be...

a view of the sunset, good schools.

We've got a big house on the ocean.

You want to teach, teach surfing.

No, not for me; for Josh.

♪ I can't forget the skin pulled tight ♪

♪ Every letter read... ♪

We could do this, you know.

Find a way to be together

without disrupting Josh's life too much.

It's not just Josh.

What you're talking about would affect everyone in our lives.

Everyone we love would be caught in the blast radius

of that decision.

I guess things are more complicated now

than when we were 17.

♪ What only you can say... ♪

I can see that house on the beach.

Me, too.

It's more real than any dream I've ever had.

♪ What only you can say... ♪

Yeah, but...

it's still just a dream,

and that's all it can ever be.

♪ We are ready for it ♪

I love you.

I love you, too.

♪ What only you can say ♪

♪ We are ready for it. ♪

Can I come in?

It's your bedroom.

I'm so sorry.

I had no right to behave the way I did.

It's just when you have the dad that I have

and the brother that I have, you spend...

... every second of every day convinced that...

Every man who comes into your life

is just looking for a way to get back out again.

It's not an excuse.

I don't get to hurt you just because someone else hurt me.

The problem is I like you.

A lot.

When it looked like you were lying,

I-I got scared and I-I just tried to push you away

before you could push me away; I'm so sorry.

It looked like I was lying because I was, Sarah.

I told you I was going to South Carolina

for a story, and that wasn't true.

But you weren't wrong to feel like something was off.

Neither was your dad.

So you're not upset?

You have a bit of a temper, yes.

That spark is...

is part of what drew me to you in the first place.

See, the problem is I like you.

A lot.

I don't want to sit in anyone's bathtub but yours.

I don't want anyone else in my bathtub.

Okay.

Okay? Okay.

No, um...

Sorry. Can't seem to stop getting in your way here.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Listen, Sarah,

let me get out of your hair

and then you won't see me again, I promise.

Okay. I think that's a pretty unrealistic promise to make

- in a town this size. - Well, I will do my best.

I do not want to complicate your life.

I think it's pretty clear that you've been complicating my life

- for a while now. - Well, so...

... what-what do you suggest?

I think we need to set some boundaries,

define the terms, you know, starting with the "dad" thing.

- What dad thing? - You don't have to avoid me,

but you also don't get to be my father.

You abandoned that responsibility a long time ago.

Any relationship we have moving forward

starts with that. Deal?

Deal. And... thank you, Sarah.

You're welcome, Paul.

Danny?

Danny, I have to get going.

Do you think that you can handle this last box on your own?

The roads are all clear. I'm gonna head back to my car.

Okay.

Do you need me to give you a ride?

Oh, no thanks. I'm-I'm good walking.

Nothing like the morning after a snowfall.

So, uh, so long, you guys.

Weston, it was nice to meet you.

You, too, Paul. Be careful out there.

Okay, I know technically we can leave,

but... do we have to?

- No... - No?

No.

Good news. The plows are out.

That is good news.

I'd offer to take Bella home, but I'm sure I'm the last person

- she wants to be around. - She already asked me

while you were asleep.

- So we're heading out now. - Thanks, Groves.

- You ready, Bella? - Yeah.

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