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- How much for the globe?
- Seven. I got to make a profit.

No matter how big my heart is.

- Just tell me what happened.
- I found ’em!

What was I supposed to
do, leave ’em there?

The cops shut us down for
more than a couple of days.

The mill won’t survive that.

There was a cancellation last minute.

The specs on one of the crates was off.

Don’t they check the specs way
earlier than the last minute?

Like, before it’s packed?

As a professional courtesy,

- may I take a look at the scene?
- No.

It’s not the policy of the
Braden Police Department

to enrich freelancers.

Apparently, it’s not the policy

of the Braden Police
Department to solve cases.

You know who Travis Wilcox is?

He came by four different occasions

and bought shovels off me.

Age 38, lives alone, owns a
used car lot on Highway 42.

He’s bought 22
different assault weapons,

seven .45s, four tactical shotguns.

Wilcox and an unidentified female

on foot, heading east
through the woods.

Braden PD! Stop!

- Now the party can begin.
- There he is.

None of this makes it
back to us, right?

I’m insulted you'd even ask.

What we might have here is blood

from seven different people.

It’s a party, people.
Let’s keep dancing.

What?

No, we’re in the van.

Yo, yo!

Rich!

Here we are.

- What’s that?
- This is an accordion.

- Here, let’s see how she does it.
- Hey, you got a beer?

- I want to get a little tuned up.
- Yeah.

There you go.

Fingers here.

Wow, that’s great,
sweetie, that’s great.

- A natural.
- Yup.

Game time.

You can keep playing,
cupcake, sounds great.

How was everything today?

Incred-i-ble.

- This is embarrassing.
- Oh, come on.

No, hey, l-look,

I-it’s only a 20-minute
walk back to our apartment.

I got to go get my wallet.

I have to call the cops?

No, no, no, no, no.

Ah.

Look. Honey, give me this.

Hold on to this, okay?

It’s my daughters prize possession.

Worth 50, maybe 100.

Oh, you’re an angel.

Come... Honey, come on,

so that we can pay the nice lady.

That was delicious.

That...

Can I take a look at that accordion?

That’s a 1930s Höhner.

That’s very, very rare.

- It’s not for sale, is it?
- No.

Somebody left it, but
he’s coming back for it.

Oh, that’s too bad. Well...

You know, I-I tell you what.

Would you mind giving him my card,

tell him I’m considering buying it?

I’d give him, uh, two...

maybe three thousand.

Yeah. Sure.

Thanks, doll.

As promised. Hey, oh...

Thank you, and keep the change.

Thank you.

Ah...

How much would you sell
the accordion for?

Oh, no, it-it’s not for sale.

You know, I really like it.

What if I was to offer you $200?

Mm... No, no, no.

I can’t sell it, you know? Sorry.

Okay, let’s go, cupcake.

Wait.

What about $500?

Ba-boom.

Chels!

Don’t be sad, cupcake.

Good things are coming our way.

I’ll buy you five
accordions if you want.

Deli, pick up line two.

Deli, pick up line two.

Hello.

Hello.

How are you?

Can I take my break now?

All right, hon.

That’s gonna be $16.42.

Would you like the receipt in your bag?

Yes, please. Thank you.

You’re welcome. Thank you for that.

All right, yinz have a great day.

You, too. Thanks.

More of these, hon.

Geez, Bud, it ain’t even noon.

Never too early to celebrate.

Looks like they got the guy.

Oh, the nutjob with the
tunnel under his house?

- Uh-huh.
- Oh, my God.

Do they know what the hell happened?

May never know.

But morale’s been kind of low, so...

a little beer for the boys and that.

That’s nice of you.

I hope those boys appreciate you.

- Aw, they never do.
- Yeah, I know.

Have a good day, Bud.

- You, too.
- All right.

- Really?
- Look, I don’t have any ones.

Hold on, wait. I got you.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Hey, look at that.

Chelsea.

- I’m joking.
- I know.

But a 20’s a 20.

All right, you enjoy your break.

Thanks.

Here you go.

No, no, no, no. Don’t
lean your pits on em.

You’re gonna rip your shoulders out.

You got to, you got to
push down with your hands

like that, all right?

- Go for it. All right.
- Thanks.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Still can’t afford a razor, Chewy?

You’ll never play for the
Yankees looking like that.

What kind of asshole would
want to play for the Yankees?

Officer Douglas, I’m Jake Noveer.

I was a cop, and I don’t
like it when cops get shot.

I want to let you know
I admire your bravery.

You ever had the muffins
from this place?

Thank you, Mr. Noveer,
that’s nice of you.

Chewy, you put ’em in my room?

Oh...

Okay.

- Thank you.
- Thanks, man.

I thought you were gonna be alone.

He dropped by. Supposed to be on duty.

They get anything out of
the woman with Wilcox?

She’s not talking.

How are you keeping after?

I’m okay. Thanks for asking.

You still here?

Nope.

Okay, break time’s over, let’s go.

Jake, how come you’re here?

I had to see the doctor, and...

Is everything all right?

Yeah, routine shit.

I also took the opportunity
to visit your rookie.

She’s a brave one, huh?

Yeah, she’s real smart.
Gonna be a good cop.

You know her?

Nah, tipping my hat, that’s all.

Look, Peter, I just wanted to say, uh,

long overdue, but I’m sorry for
calling you a racist fuck.

Oh. Okay.

Speaking of fucks,

doesn’t seem like you’ve found anything

to link Wilcox to the
Seven Bloods case.

I see.

See what?

That’s why you apologized.

Fuck off.

No, I wasn’t pumping you.

I knew Wilcox must be a dead end.

You’d be on TV announcing
blood matches.

So if, in your supreme genius,

you know we got nothing, why ask?

Peter, I’m a fuckin'
detective, that’s all I am.

Even if I wasn’t working the case,

I’d still want to know what was what.

Well, we got nothing. Okay?

Maybe Wilcox was involved,
but we can’t prove it.

So, you’re right again.

As always.

Routine shit, huh?

So... football...

You mean playing it?

No, no, I mean, maybe as a kid, but...

these days, I just
watch from the couch.

I mean, I work out, though.

You know, I try to eat healthy.

Right.

Why, are you, uh, you athletic?

What do you do for kicks?

Oh... Don’t worry, I'm...

I’m a pretty straight arrow, really.

I’m sure a lot of guys
tell you that they want

to settle down, and they
want to have a family,

and I’m the real deal.

Not to toot your own horn.

Right?

No, no, I’m... I’m a modest guy.

Try to be.

We’ll take the check.

Dutch.

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

No, I-I insist.

Okay? I’m sorry that they
overcooked your steak.

Hey, wait.

You want to dine and dash?

Have you ever done that?

What, like... You mean, like,

cut out without... without paying?

Yeah.

Come on, they-they deserve it, right?

I mean, the food is shit.

It’s not like the
service is any better.

Uh, are you... I can’t tell,

are you joking or...

Yeah, I’m joking.

Nice meeting you.

Yeah.

Dad?

That’s what you want.
That’s what you want!

Why do you make me?

- Jesus Christ.
- Why do you make me? Why?!

- Hey, hey. What’s going on?
- Oh, my God...

Oh, thank God. You must be Chelsea.

Yeah.

I heard him from inside my house.

Dad?

Your mother fuckin’ walked out of here,

like, five hours ago!

Okay, well, Dad, she’s been
dead for five years, all right?

We need to find her!

Okay, is this normal?

I mean, I don’t see him often, but...

Yeah, that makes two of us.

- Dad...
- We had...

We had a fight. Oh, God.

Cupcake, you need to.
You need to find her.

Cupcake, you need to find her!

Look, unless you need me to stay,

I’m gonna go back inside.

- No, thank you. Um...
- Oh, God.

Thank you for finding his
phone and calling me.

That-that was smart.

Why?! What is it with me?

I wouldn’t have known who to
call, but he kept saying,

"Chelsea, Chelsea, Chelsea."

Yeah, okay, yeah, I...

- I feel pretty lucky.
- Why?

Um, all right, I got it.

- Thank you. All right.
- Damn it.

Okay, Dad.

Dad, let’s go back inside now.

I’m gonna explain to you that you’re

really upset about a woman you divorced

fucking 20 years ago, come on.

I can’t... Cupcake, why?

Fucking bitch. Why?

’Cause she's a bitch.

- That.
- You want me to open that for you?

I can open that. Here...

Ooh,

that’s my friend.

Remember I told you my
friend wanted to meet you?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

I’ll go get her.

Stay right there. I’ll be right back.

Hey.

God, it’s worse than I thought.

Shut up.

Hi, Carrie. Hi.

- I’m Dannie's better half.
- Yeah.

I’m the one who makes
sure she dresses right.

I, like, introduced her
to push-up bras and weed.

Oh, okay. You know, we were

just talking about
naptime, weren’t we, huh?

Ooh, yeah.

- Got to have that.
- Wait, what is that?

It’s like her, uh, security blanket.

What is this design?

I wouldn’t have thought
Garrett would be so Kumbaya.

Mommy.

We’re going to bed.

Come on.

What do I do while
you’re putting her down?

Just sit and wait.

It’s old, but it’s not gonna hurt you.

No...

Shh. Shh.

No.

You got your blankey, you got your toy.

Okay.

Wow. That was fast.

I’m good with her. Garret said so.

Is this his room?

Yeah.

You think I’m gonna miss something?

Is this the name change thing?

Yeah.

Why would h-he have done that?
Where’s her mom...?

- What does he say?
- I can’t ask him.

It’s too personal. I
need him to trust me.

Dannie, I’m beginning to
think you’re more interested

in replacing his wife than figuring out

if maybe he murdered her.

He didn’t murder his wife.
Are you insane?

And then, what? Stab six
other people in the process

so nobody would suspect?

You’re missing the point.

On purpose, I’d say.

Why are you here?

You on the wagon?

I’m on all the wagons.

You new here?

I don’t think I've
seen you here before.

Uh, no. I wish.

Three years and counting.

I can’t hold down a job
for three minutes.

Well, they’re always hiring.

Happy to make your
acquaintance, "Chelsea."

So what, you’re having a party?

I am.

Puzzle race, in fact.

Okay, what’s a puzzle race?

Well... if you’re free tomorrow night,

you should come find out.

Here she is!

Oh, my. Yeesh.

Now we got to clap every
time you come to work, huh?

Look at you. You’re
already walking so good, hon.

Lucky he didn’t hit anything but fat.

Fat? It’s all muscle, girl.

- Eh, it’s fat.
- There’s our hero.

Thanks for coming
in while you’re rehabbing.

Uh, let’s talk in my office. Okay?

You, too, Chewy.

Huh? Okay.

Okay, we’ve got no physical evidence

to connect Wilcox to Seven Bloods.

So I want you two to
press his girlfriend.

You understand?

Us?

I-I mean, she-she’s not
gonna tell us anything.

- We shot her boyfriend.
- Exactly.

And, well, um, American
Forefront has provided her

a fancy-pants attorney,

Ben Durbin from Durbin and Green.

Durbin’s gonna make
questioning her tough,

so I’m hoping that you two can
provoke her into ignoring him.

I don’t know if I should
go in there, Chief.

I mean, I’m probably just gonna
rip that lawyer a new one.

You know, part of the job.

I just, I just don’t
want to fuck it up.

Don’t you think you should go?

And if you want someone else in there,

you know, Rook’s the one who’s gonna

push that nutjob over the edge.

Okay.

Rook, you ready?

Let’s do it.

Okay, I object to Officer
Douglas’s presence.

On what basis?

Well, it’s obviously intended
to provoke my client.

Officer Douglas killed Ms.
Bailey’s boyfriend.

Because Officer Douglas was a witness

to what happened with your client,

I’d say she's the best person to hear

what Ms. Bailey has to say.

Ms. Bailey has nothing to say.

And unless she’s under
arrest, we’re leaving.

Hmm. You know, that’s not a bad idea.

I could arrest her,

- as a material witness.
- To what?

- Your officer murdering Mr. Wilcox?
- Mr. Wilcox

was a person of interest in
the Seven Bloods murder case.

"Seven Bloods."

Uh, what’s the, what’s the joke here?

My client and the late Mr.
Wilcox believe

the Seven Bloods investigation
is nothing more than a pretext

for violation of their civil rights,

and the civil rights
of people like them.

"People like them."

Ms. Bailey and the late Mr. Wilcox

belong to a group called
American Forefront.

That’s a white supremacist group.

Seven Bloods...

never happened.

It was a hoax.

It was a-a hoax?

Damn right.

You’re free to leave.

But don’t leave town.

7/19. That’s the night of the Bloods.

Website design.

Paid a quarter million for this?

Oh, man.

You got burnt, bud. Shit is whack.

Yeah.

Okay. Uh-huh.

Wait, Popsicles?

Uh, no, it’s just, I already left.

Okay.

- Bye.
- Popsicles?

It’s like you got an
eight-year-old at home like I do.

Terri.

Mm.

Um...

Yeah, believe it or
not, that was my dad.

Second childhood?

Yeah, like, bouncing back and forth?

Yeah? Like, the other night,

I thought he was
completely batshit senile.

But then no, he’s...

sounds like himself? I mean, himself,

but desperate for a Popsicle.

My father-in-law went through that.

And now he’s just completely
gone, like, diapers.

- No...
- Whole nine yards, yeah.

Rick’s moms taking care of him at home.

But you always liked them, right?

- Oh, yeah. Still do.
- Mm.

I mean, I don’t know how they
raised an asshole like that.

- Oh, God. Why? What happened?
- Mm.

- What?
- Fucker,

he comes back into town,
and is like, "I love you."

- Mm-hmm.
- "Let’s get back together."

And then, like, five minutes
later, he’s gone. Again.

And I mean, I wouldn’t
even care myself, but...

fucking breaks Ricky’s
heart all over again.

So what, he’s in Youngstown?

Texas? Yeah, an oil job, apparently.

- Good for Rick.
- Yeah.

You know what? If I
were a better person,

I’d feel the same way.

Mm. Grab a beer?

Yeah.

Be right there.

I got time for two.

Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.

Oh, strawberry.

Mango.

Pineapple.

Ah. I also love... lime...

Yeah, I didn’t know
what flavor to get you.

You’re looking lovely, cupcake.

I missed you.

I missed you, too, Dad.

Is that what last night was about?

You just wanted to get me over here?

Last night?

You were in your tighty-whities,
ranting about Mom.

That would be funny.

Well, that happened, Dad.

You know, your neighbor called me.

Your mother and I are on
very good terms these days.

We used to fight, and I’m
sorry about that. Hmm?

No, I’m good.

Hey. You looking for me?

- Uh, Michael Goodman?
- Yeah.

Want to come in?

You’re moving.

Yeah. In, like, 20 minutes.

You the new tenant?

- Nah.
- Uh, you want a desk? Or a chair?

Where you moving?

Who are you?

Sorry. Name’s John Smith.

And please, no jokes about my
parents’ lack of imagination.

I run a small company, and I was
hoping you could do my website.

You, uh, you going out of business

or just moving to finer pastures?

Oh, uh, I’m getting out.

Too much competition from
the comp sci students.

Go to, um, any cafeteria
at Carnegie Mellon.

You’ll find a dozen web
geniuses for cheap.

Great.

I am fine at home. I-It’s...

Let’s just go take a look.

You say I’m losing it.

I’m as sharp as ever.
Ask me a question.

Where’s Mom?

Dead, of course.

The bitch.

You know, Dad, I just, I
can’t keep up with you.

Uh, what? Keep up with what?

Do you really not
remember the other night?

You were yelling in your underwear?

And then just last night,
you said that you and mom

were on very good speaking terms.

- I said that?
- Yeah.

Look, I-I think we should just
go check them out, you know?

Before you need it.

You know, you have that
nest egg socked away.

Damn it.

This is a shitshow. I don’t need this.

Thank God your Uncle Rich
isn’t alive to see this.

What now?

Rich, who’s not my uncle,
never was my uncle, right?

Oh, God.

He is alive, Dad.

He lives in Upstate New York.

You see, it’s just, you're not
remembering everything...

I remember that.

I can’t put my poor mother in here.

Dad, this is for you, not Grandma.

Me? This place is a prison.

I know.

Um...

You know, we’re gonna let you know.

It’s all about the
care that you receive

and still feeling that
sense of independence.

Love to show you the chapel.

Wonderful services about

different denominational
faiths and services.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- Right this way.
- Man.

Now, if you like the enjoyment

of having a convenience of
a bank, it’s right here.

Over here, we have the grocery store.

It’s kind of a little hot spot
in here in our community.

And in here we have

- our billiards room.
- Can you bet?

That’s not something that we...

- Not something really we encourage?
- ...we have here.

But it is possible, uh, to come in here

and enjoy a good night with the guys.

Good, good.

Thank you so much for coming.

So nice to have you.

Chelsea, thank you for taking the time.

Appreciate it. Thank you.

So? I mean, at least here
you’d have your own bathroom.

I have my own bathroom at home.

Welcome to the Kingswood Arms.

Step right in here.

Dad, you like this place?

Not bad. Pretty nice, really.

Wait, would you actually live here?

I guess so. Sure. Yeah.

So, uh, you know, we’re
still thinking about it.

Um, it’s a big decision
and it’s hard on him.

Smells good in here. I like it.

Take your time. It’s
tough for you, too.

It’s a tough moment.

It’s a strong possible.

The director will be right with us.

Actually, you know,
can we wait on that?

Um...

I think we need to think

and, uh...

- Yeah, sure.
- Yeah.

We’ll call you. Let's go.

So soon?

Thank you.

Possible.

- Cupcake. Cupcake, look at this.
- Yeah?

- Look at this.
- Yeah, Dad, I just saw the whole place.

When did they say exactly...

The same day. Same day.

Yeah, she fell asleep
in, like, two seconds.

We had a busy morning
at the park, so...

- Did she eat a good lunch?
- Yeah.

Um, sorry I can’t babysit
any other night this week.

I have to do this thing
with my parents.

Um, our, uh, our country club

has this annual Regent’s
Dinner every summer, so...

Is it, what’d you say, country club?

I-It’s not, it's not a country club.

It’s like a... a dinner...

It’s a dinner club.

You pay these crazy dues.

It’s really expensive and, um...

the food’s pretty terrible.

Hey, well, if you want, um,
I could, like, tell you

where to get terrible food
for, like, really cheap.

Sure.

It’s a dinner club. I mean...

you really need this job?

Going to college in the fall.

I wanted a way to earn
some pocket change

in a low-stress way.

So, you have, like, any, like,

younger brothers or sisters?

No. Only child.

How about you?

Uh... I had a sister.

She’s like five years older.

But what do you mean
you "had" a sister?

Uh, she’s gone now.

She, like, ran off when I
was, like, a teenager.

Sorry.

Is-is that part of why you
had your drinking problem?

Sorry. It’s rude.

No, no, just thinking, uh...

you got a good memory.

I guess that’s what makes you

so reliable, right?

Yeah, maybe.

I’m, like, I'm really glad
that you responded to my ad.

Yeah, me, too.

I should probably go.

Yeah.

I’ll-I'll see you later, though.

You know, on our way
in, we saw they have, uh,

they’re having the silent
auction again this year.

- You bought something funny last year.
- I did.

I did, in fact, win origami lessons.

That’s right.

And how’d they go?

They gave me paper cuts.

Dannie, you must be so
excited about school.

I am.

Yeah. I-I am,

but it’s-it's weird.

It suddenly seems really far away.

On grad night I felt
like I was practically

- leaving tomorrow.
- Here he is.

Everybody, I want you to meet

my new young hotshot, Tyler Bennett.

Just graduated Pitt

and he’s already been admitted
to the Harvard Business School.

Harvard? That is impressive.

Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Congrats.

Thank you.

I did want to go to Harvard.

I think we all probably did.

Hey.

Well, well, well.

- She came.
- She did.

It’s, uh, it's a really
beautiful place.

More beautiful now that you’re here.

Come on.

What?

So, you gonna tell me?
What’s a puzzle race?

Okay. Everybody, let the games begin.

Pick a card, any card.

Card has a color.

Color coincides with a table.

And are we allowed to trade tables?

Absolutely not.

Sitting with strangers
is part of the fun.

Get to know somebody new.

So you like keeping people
on their toes, huh?

What kind of party would it
be without a few surprises?

Tables are downstairs.
See you there in five.

Do you know what the puzzle’s
going to be? Do you know?

Have you ever been to one
of his parties before?

Nope. Told the wife
I’d give it one hour.

- How about you?
- No, first time.

Hopefully not the last.

- What, you’re with us?
- Of course.

I pulled yellow.

So Randall’s a man of mystery.

The last party, he had
us going door to door

looking for pencil erasers
and hard-boiled eggs.

- And Chivas.
- Oh, Chivas. How could I forget?

You’d be surprised what a stranger

will pour into your thimble
if you ask them nice enough.

Okay. Everyone.

For tonight’s game, please
look under your tables.

Box under there. Take it out, please.

It is a puzzle

for the puzzle race.

So, the first table

to complete gets

a $200 gift certificate to
the second-best restaurant

in Pittsburgh.

On your marks, get set, go!

Oh, a one-color puzzle.

You do not mess around.

- I do not mess around.
- Okay.

Counting on you three.

Dad says can he have his phone back?

You can use mine.

That is very nice of you
to be his messenger.

What is he gonna do when you’re gone?

Mom.

What?

Dad’s talking to his work friends.

I volunteered to come over here

so I could get away from
that boring conversation.

Yes, but I can show
you them properly tomorrow.

Are you still keeping banker’s hours?

Sure, how else am I gonna
keep my handicap down?

Find me next week.
I-I’ll make some time.

Oh, that’s-that's it. That’s perfect.

You know what? I can show you a
prospectus online right now.

No, I can’t. I'm not getting
any reception here.

Uh, uh, follow me.

- There you are.
- Mm.

You look nice.

Um...

Are we supposed to pretend
like we didn’t hang out?

Um, is... do you mind?

- No, I-I, um...
- ’Cause I just, I didn’t want...

I didn’t want your dad thinking

that I was using him to get to you.

It’s the last thing, uh, he’d think.

He’s way too vain for that.

Okay. Honestly, if you want,

I’ll go clear it with him right now.

You’d risk it for a summer fling?

Yeah, why not?

Don’t forget what I told you
the-the-the other night.

I meant it.

At least let me take
you out on a real date

before you break my heart, okay?

I’ll bring the bodyguard.

It’s a deal.

So, were you close?

Or I don’t think I understand.

Yeah. I mean, yeah.

Spent my whole childhood with him.

But... now that I spent
my whole adulthood

trying to get away from him...

Needed your distance.

I understand that.

Had the same thing with my dad.

Mm-hmm.

So, now’s the part where you
pull me away from the party

and you... you’re gonna
get honest with me.

What does that mean?

Well...

I mean, you’ve been posing all night.

Posing?

Yeah. For everyone.

And this is part two.

You know, the lights go down,
the soft music starts playing.

I grew up with a liar.

So I’m just done, you know, being...

the prop or the mark.

If you’re trying to scare me
away it’s not gonna work.

I’m the guy that finds
cynicism attractive.

Intelligence even more so.

What are you gonna do?

About what?

About your dad.

Mine... things got a lot easier

and he was a whole lot happier

after he went to the home.

It’s just that, eventually,

ready or not...

like it or not,

our parents become our children.

You done creeping around

other people’s windows for the night?

Decided to creep on me?

Pretty big operation for one person.

Thought maybe you could use the help.

You know how to bake?

Nah, but if you tell me
what to do I can do it.

You can take it easy.

You probably had a long day.

Well, I had a good day.

Yeah?

What’s a good day for a detective, hmm?

You get pictures of
someone bird-dogging

a lonesome housewife?

Bird-dogging.

So, where you from?

Philly.

But I moved around a lot.

What brought you to Braden?

I don’t know. Uh...

Some days I think this
place is about to die,

but... other days I think

something is really
about to happen here.

So why’d you pick the dead part?

Either way, people need baked goods,

no matter the economy.

You ought to let me take
you around sometime,

over to where the other half lives.

Oh, yeah?

You know how the other half lives?

Well, not really, but...

I hear you can drive there from here.

The mystery order is back, baby.
It’s back!

It’s back.

Hey, Dad?

Go away, go away.

Hey, Dad, where are you?

Go-go away!

Dad, are you in here?

Oh, God.

I’m sorry, I'm sorry.

I don’t know...

Why don’t you go get
yourself cleaned up.

What hap... what happened?

Just go get yourself cleaned up, and...

Have Popsicles?

No.

I’m-I'm sorry.

I’m sorry, I'm sorry.

I don’t...

What happened? What happened?

All right.

Well, this isn’t so bad, right, Dad?

I think you’ll grow to like it here.

Eh, easy for you to say.

Getting settled okay?

Who are you?

Hi, Mr. Wyler, I’m Paloma.

You remember, Dad, we met her

during the tour.

Just came by to drop off my card.

Anything comes up, or you just
want to know how he’s doing,

- feel free to call.
- Okay, cool. Thank you.

Is she the teacher?

Uh, no, Dad, she’s, um...

Well, sort of, yeah.

She’s sort of a teacher.

She’s someone that you
can ask for help.

She seems nice.

Yeah, I’m sure she is.

No, put it... No, no.
Put-put it over there,

so I can see it while I watch the TV.

And I’m gonna need some new aftershave.

Wasn’t enough in the bottle at home,

didn’t even bother packing it.

Yeah, I will get you some.

Thanks for your help, cupcake.

Yeah, Dad, we need to talk.

What, cupcake?

Growing up for me...

was hard.

Growing up with you, I mean.

You always made it seem
like it was so much fun,

You know, what a life.

But, uh, it wasn’t fun.

It sucked.

And...

Yeah, I’m just... I’m
mad at you about it.

You know, I’m still mad about it.

Cupcake, I’m so sorry.

I... I never meant to hurt you.

I love you.

Yeah, it’s just, like...

You know, you’ve always said that.

And, I don’t know,

how am I supposed to
know that that’s true

when everything else has been a lie?

I’ve-I've loved... you

since the first minute
I saw you, since...

you first looked at me

through these barely-opened eyes.

I might’ve been creative about ways

to support you and feed you.

I might not have always
wanted you to know

what I was up to,

but I loved you.

Chelsea, I’ve always loved you.

I love you.

Yeah, I love you, too, Dad.

What if, um...

Yeah, what if we had, like, a...

like, a standing date, you know?

Um, lunch every Saturday.

That would be wonderful.

You want to see if

your mother would like to join us?

I’m not mad at her anymore.

Yeah, that’s a great idea.

I’ll call her.

Okay.

God, you’re a good girl,

Miss Cupcake.

Thanks, Dad.

Rich.

I had to shit myself to
get here, but I’m in.

Okay.

Hi.

Okay time to stop by?

What are you doing here?

I’ve been thinking about
the last few days, and...

maybe it’s time I finally
met my granddaughter.

Are you fucking... are you joking?

I mean, that-that’s... that’s
not fucking happening.

Look, I know. I’m sorry,

but you are my son, she
is my granddaughter.

What the f... what are
you talking about, man?

Three years, you-you, uh,
you barely talk to me,

and-and now, we’re...

We’re, what? Were, like,
we’re, like, family?

I know I fucked up on that.

There’s so much

to be sorry for. It’s...

I should’ve reached out when
your mom first told me.

I-I should’ve reached
out when she was...

When she was, what... alive?

No, of course, y-you couldn’t
be seen fucking your employee.

No, that was...

No, your mom wanted to keep it quiet.

Yeah, all right, I get it,
but now that you fucked up,

what? It’s-it's okay to,
like, bring me in now?

I want to help you take care of Carrie.
Yinz let me do that.

You let me do that.

She won’t miss the chances you did.

That’s all.

You know, um...

the first time that
you ever called me...

...like, the-the first
time that you, uh,

you ever called me was to
drag me into the-the, uh,

the worst experience...

You know, I got to, like...

I got to, like-like,
live with that shit

the rest of my life.

What are you doing here, man?

No-no... You-y... I-I...

You-you will never,

ever have a relationship
with my daughter.

You... think you know me.

You think you know
everything, don’t you?

You think you can judge me.

Look around you.

There’s not a house on this street

that wasn’t built by someone

who worked for our family, my family.

I’ve had to carry this street.
I’ve had to carry this town.

Hey, man, can you just
shut the fuck up?

Look at my eyes,

and-and listen to what
I’m saying, okay?

Look, y-you might carry

this whole fucking town,

but you do not own this yard,

so get the fuck off of it.

So what is this, like,

front-row seats to a steel mill?

Absolutely.

They work, we eat.

You know, about my dad,
you really helped me.

I’m glad.

He told me that there’s, uh,
a lovely widow at the home

- that he’s enjoying getting to know.
- Widow.

- Yeah.
- Uh-oh.

- Yeah.
- It’s wonderful.

Meeting somebody new.

Was it ice cream?

- Was it... gelatin?
- Uh...

You know, I don’t think I’m
qualified to even know.

I think that qualifies as a cake.

- I don’t think so.
- You don’t think so?

No.

See something you like?

This beautiful Mario
Soprani is from 1908.

Uh, the case is a little
scuffed-up, but, uh...

You want to try it out?

Me? No.

I don’t really play anymore.
Gave it up.

It’s for the lady.

Oh, and the lady can’t afford it, so...

The lady should try it out anyway.

You like it?

I do.

Reminds me of my childhood.

- She grew up in the circus.
- Mm, very close.

- Take it.
- Wait a minute.

What are you doing? You’re crazy.

- Crazy would be buying all five.
- Mm-hmm.

Chelsea.

Hey.

What? I’m sorry.

I think this is moving a little fast.

Aren’t there just people in life...

...whom you recognize?

Yeah, I guess you’re right.

I guess there are.

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