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[indistinct chatter in distance]

[footsteps]

[heavy breathing]

[straining, grunting]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

[knife unsheathes]

[panting]

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

[man] Don't-don't-don't-don't do this. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but I had no choice, okay?

I had to do it. I'm sorry. I had to, please.

Please, don't. Don't do this.

Don't. Don't.

[crowd chanting "Coach"]

[hip-hop music on party]

[man 1] Let's go brother.

[chanting continues]

[man 2] Let's go, coach! Yeah!

[people shouting]

[indistinct chatter]

[camera beeping]

[Aaron] Alright, Mecca, tell us

what we can expect this season.

Last year was such a huge transition for us

between Damien's new position as head coach

and Tara always trying to come for my neck,

it really was all eyes on us last season.

But Tara knows I'm not the one or the two.

So with a little luck, we'll have less

mayhem this year. [chuckles]

So, what can viewers expect to see from you this season?

Well, I'm continuing to run mine and Damien's nonprofit,

which, for that, we're throwing an empowerment luncheon.

And, of course, we have our game date cookbook,

which is set to be released just in time

for us to play the big game.

[chuckling] Hey, let them know, baby.

And your family life?

Damien and I are as much of a team as the prospectors.

We are so solid.

Any plans for new teammates?

The rookie league, if you will.

Love and want kids.

But when the time is right, you know.

No, I don't.

Can you elaborate?

Of course we want to expand our family,

but it just hasn't happened yet.

So, um, when the time is right, God will bless us.

And you're trying.

Trish, these questions are inappropriate.

[Trish] It's a reality television show.

Trish.

It makes for good television, Damien.

Isn't that what you both want?

All right. Um... [chuckles]

I think that's about it for today.

Well, I just have a few more questions--

You'll have to do that another time.

We have other appointments to attend.

Thank you.

-Thank you. -Got you baby.

[Mecca] I'm a little out of practice. [chuckles]

[Damien] Now, you know I always got you.

All right, let's wrap it up, people. [claps]

You know, the nonprofits and the business ventures,

they're not gonna work this season.

It's not what the Trophy Wives audience want.

They want drama.

[indistinct chatter]

[Sammy] To a good season.

May it bring many brand deals.

[chuckling]

-Mm.. -Mm-hmm.

Shoot went well then?

I mean, it went as well as it could have.

Aaron kept pushing me to answer why we don't have kids yet.

He's the producer.

That's his job, babe.

I told you, when you joined the show,

they're gonna get pushy and weirdly manipulative.

[rapid footsteps approaching]

Mommy, mommy, Sylvie won't let me pick a show.

Well, did Sylvie suggest a show first?

Okay, well, why don't you watch your sister's show first,

and next episode, it'll be your turn.

[Eli] But her show is 20 minutes, and mine is only 15.

So what do we do when things don't feel fair?

-Negotiate. -That's right.

He's so cute.

[both chuckle]

But, girl, I don't think I want all of America talking

about my fertility issues.

Remember all those memes they made

about that wig I wore last season?

Oh, girl, I remember.

[both laugh]

Oh...

Hey, you never told me how your last round of IVF went.

[Mecca] Not well.

Wonder Fertility certainly hasn't done wonders for me.

Honestly, I don't know how much more I can take of this.

Every time I get my hopes up just to...

just to still not be a mother.

What about adoption?

I don't know. Uh... [sighs]

You don't know or Damien doesn't know?

Damien just wants to be a dad.

I feel like Damien would be happy

if someone just left a baby at our doorstep.

So what's the problem?

[Mecca] Honestly, I don't think I could let go

of the idea of having a baby.

To teach a little girl that she's beautiful.

Or to teach a little boy to cherish and respect

the woman in his life.

And you can't do that if the child isn't biologically yours?

[Mecca] I mean, of course, but...

I'm talking about a baby.

Helping to shape a human from birth.

Do you know how rare infant adoptions are?

So it's the weight that is the problem?

Mommy. Mommy. Sylvie won't negotiate.

All right, time to mediate.

Come on.

[sighs]

[birds chirping]

[cellphone ringing]

Hello.

[baby crying over phone]

Hello?

[baby continues crying]

[disconnects]

[music on phone]

[Tara on phone] And you had the nerve to copy me

with your little yoga studio in Topanga?

Do you ever have an original thought

inside that skull of yours? Clearly not!

Because you're still wearing platform shoes from 2008!

I'm staying out of Tara's drama,

but I can't say I'm not amused.

Always a spectator, Mecca.

[knocking on door]

[sighs]

[knocking continues]

Geez, I'm coming.

We need to talk.

[door closes]

They're kicking me off the show, aren't they?

Of course not. The network loves me, and by extension, you.

Okay, so what's up?

Maybe you should sit down for this.

[Mecca] Okay. Quit it with the dramatics. Talk.

[Trish] Okay. Don't kill the messenger.

But I thought it'd be best coming for me

so that we can do damage control.

Damage control for what?

Damien is being sued.

Oh, Christ. What did he do this time?

I swear, if he got into another screaming match with a fan--

It's a bit more serious than that.

[Damian] Mecca, don't believe it!

Baby, don't believe it. It isn't true, okay?

-Damien, just-just-- -Stay out of it, Trish.

I can't stay out of this because this needs to be managed.

I'm your manager.

-I don't even know this girl. -What girl?

[Trish] If the press gets a hold of this...

Mecca, we need a game plan.

This could tank you if we don't play this smart.

If-if the press finds out about this.

-Oh, God. What-what is her name? -I don't know her!

Enough!

Explain.

Damien is being sued for child support.

[laughs] No, this-this is...

This is a prank, right?

Like a really late April fool's joke?

Baby...

you know, I'd never cheat on you.

-Well... -Shut up, Trish.

Baby, this girl is a nut job, okay?

Con artist.

'Cause I ain't been with nobody but you.

We'll get the DNA test and we'll put this to bed.

Well, if she really is a con artist,

she will fight you on the DNA test.

It doesn't matter. We'll get one ordered by the court.

I already talked to my lawyer, and he says

that's standard for cases like this.

And all of this will be like a bad memory.

-Trish. -Yeah?

Reschedule our meeting with Aaron.

You too.

-They're 15 minutes late. -I don't think we'll be long.

Do we have to wait?

[door opens]

[sighs]

[Joss] Damien, Mecca, this is Matt Requin

and his client, Angela Wright.

Angela, this is Damien and Mecca Noble.

Mecca, I, uh, I just started watching your show.

It's a hoot. [chuckles]

I'm really sorry about all this.

Sure you are.

Very well. Shall we get started?

Before we can discuss terms of custody

or financial support, we'll require Ms. Wright submit

to a DNA test for the unborn child.

We're prepared to take this to a judge to get a court order

if Miss Wright doesn't comply.

That won't be necessary. Really.

We've already taken the liberty of scheduling a DNA test

at Griffith Memorial this afternoon.

Matt here thought that you might ask for one,

so I just thought, let's get her done.

I don't have anything to hide.

Well, good. Couldn't agree more.

The sooner we get this situation cleared up,

the sooner we could all move on with our lives.

Hmm.

["Sacrifice" by Amy Caddies McKnight]

♪ The night you went away ♪

♪ I called you in the morning ♪

♪ Askin' why you didn't stay ♪

♪ You told me out of boredom ♪

♪ I know that we had issues... ♪

Where's Damien? I thought he was coming with you.

♪ To be with you with you ♪

Okay.

Ah...

I take it the meeting with the lawyers did not go well.

They agreed to a DNA test immediately.

Already had it booked.

Joss and Damien were so certain that we'd need a court order,

but they didn't even put up a fight.

It's like they already know what the results are gonna be.

-You don't think-- -That my husband stepped

out on our marriage?

No, no, no, you cannot think that way.

Damien loves you.

I have never seen anyone

look at another person, the way that man looks at you.

He would never cheat on you.

He already has.

What are you talking about?

It was after we got engaged, and I didn't find out

until a year into our marriage.

-Who was she? -Groupie, I think.

He said he needed to make sure

that he was making the right choice.

[indistinct chatter on background]

And he couldn't do that without getting underneath someone else?

Oh...

[sighs]

Why didn't you ever tell me?

Because I was embarrassed, Sammy.

And he said it was a onetime thing, that marriage is sacred,

and blah, blah, blah and...

There you go.

I mean, Damien would never break his vows.

But...

what if...

What?

A wife is supposed to give you children.

And after our first IVF failure, he was so distant.

The team won their away game in Tampa,

and I couldn't get a hold of him all night.

He always calls me after their wins except for that one time.

Mecca...

His team would never snitch on him

if he was to cheat on me.

I would never find out unless--

Unless he got someone pregnant.

Exactly.

What about the girl?

Oh, she seems like a sweet hometown girl.

Yeah, she didn't say much,

but she comes across very innocent.

But you don't trust her?

Sweet, innocent girls don't hire sharks for lawyers.

Coach. Where you been at, man?

I've been waiting on you all day.

Jalen. What do you need?

That book you said you was gonna give me? We all good.

[chuckles] Yeah.

Um, sorry, J.

I just had a lot on my mind today.

What's up?

Join me.

[thuds]

Look, this stays between you and me.

But I'm being sued for child support.

[chuckles, whoops]

The man who says "Find a good woman and settle down,"

cheated on his lady?

I did not cheat on Mecca.

[Jalen] Okay. All right.

If you didn't cheat, you didn't cheat.

Unless you think you did.

I don't remember what happened that night at the Tampa game.

-Oh... -It's a complete blind spot.

Oh, the boys said you got wasted.

I didn't know that meant blackout drunk wasted.

I would never cheat on Mecca if I was in my right mind.

Okay, but that doesn't really matter now, does it?

If you fathered a child...

If that child is mine...

Do you think Mecca can handle it?

I honestly don't know.

Well, I know I've done some dumbass shit

when I was blacked out, so...

[scoffs]

Speaking of which, staying out of trouble?

[clicking tongue] Come on, coach. I'm in bed by ten.

I haven't been to the club since preseason.

Well, good.

Team needs you at your best.

None of that shit from last season.

-I know, coach. -Mm-hmm.

Coach. Defense was hoping to go over the new plays with you.

Thanks, Mackenzie. I'll be there in a minute.

Well...

All right then, coach.

Good luck with the baby mama drama.

-[sighing] -You good?

Yeah, it's just Aaron again.

[door clicking open]

Picked this up from the hospital directly.

Damien, would you like to do the honors?

[Damian] Baby, listen to me. I...

[Angela] Now that we've settled that,

I hope that we can talk about what really matters here.

Our baby.

Maybe we can take a second to digest

this shocking information.

Look, Mecca, I, I know that this is hard right now,

but I hope that we can learn to co-parent together.

[Mecca] Co-parent?

Maybe even be friends.

[sighs]

Mecca, can we talk about it?

[Mecca] Oh, so you wanna talk to me now?

After lying to me...

about cheating?

After cheating?

I swear I didn't lie.

When we met that girl, I saw the look

of recognition on your face.

So was that really the first time you laid eyes on her?

That's what I thought. I'm done.

Mecca!

Baby?

You home?

[keys beeping]

[glass clinking]

[cell phone ringing]

[clicking tongue, sighs]

[crowd cheering on TV]

[sighs]

[sighing]

Mm-mm-mm.

You making friends?

Charlie's good people.

[chuckles] Okay, well, let's just not do anything

that anyone would want to tweet about.

Whatever. It happens all the time.

Finding out your husband is a philandering skank,

on the other hand, does not.

Why don't we go back to my place?

Hmm? I got a great pinot.

My whole stupid life is wrapped around a man

that doesn't even love me.

The producer of the stupid reality TV show

that I'm on, won't stop blowing up my phone.

I will deal with Aaron.

But you know Damien loves you.

I can do without that kind of love, Trish.

I'll be better off building a new life for myself.

Mm. Mm-hmm.

Can I get two gin and tonics, please?

-Yeah. Comin' right up. -Thank you.

[chuckles]

Okay, let's say it's true.

Let's say you are done with Damien and are ready

to strike out on your own.

Say goodbye to that brand image, Mecca.

I mean, you're coming out with a cookbook together...

[chuckling] for God's sake.

[scoffs] Yours is a family brand.

Gonna be hard to keep that up with no husband and no kids.

It's low blow.

Oh, thank you.

Well, you pay me to tell you how it is.

And how it is, is that we live in a sexist society

that would jump on the chance to blame a woman

for the breakup of her marriage.

Now, you'll be rebuilding amongst

a messy divorce from a man who left you

for another woman whom he impregnated.

Well, I don't care.

-[Trish] Oh? -Yeah.

I'm hardly the first reality TV star

to go through a divorce, so, it's fine.

[Trish] All right, mm-hmm.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I can spin this in your favor.

Mm? You are beautiful, college educated.

Rebranding as an independent woman isn't off the table.

I will have to throw Damien under the bus.

Ooh, I could leak to the press

that he cheated on you

while you were going through fertility issues.

[laughing] Yeah.

I will brand you as the victorious hero

and him as the villainous monster.

[chuckles]

But you're okay with that, right?

[crickets chirping]

[door closes]

I first wanna thank you for coming home.

I know none of this is easy for you.

But being willing to hear me out...

means everything.

That woman... Angela.

I swear I don't know her.

I mean, she looked familiar.

But... I really couldn't say where I've seen her before,

I swear to you.

The Tampa away game.

I don't know, but maybe.

I don't remember much from that night.

That's convenient.

Oh, come on, we were celebrating

and everything that was happening with us.

Okay?

Yeah, I admit it I drank too much and I blacked out.

But I woke up the next morning in my hotel room

with no sign that anyone else was ever there.

So you were fully clothed.

So that Angela woman...

All of her claims are true, then.

I'm sorry, but you have to believe that at least.

I didn't expect any of this. I love you so much.

You've said that before.

Oh, come on, don't do that.

-That ain't fair. -[Mecca] Did I lie?

Listen... I don't remember what happened.

And that's the truth.

[sighing] I...

I don't believe I did it.

But I... I must have.

And you want... to be a father to her child?

I wouldn't be the man you love

if I was willing to abandon a child.

[inhales] I don't think I could do this.

-Baby. -What do you expect?

I just, I need, I need time.

I need time to process all of this.

Yeah.

Yeah, what... What-whatever you need.

Yeah, we could take it one day at a time.

Yeah.

You could know as much or as little as you like,

and you...you could be involved

a-as much or as little as you like.

But I...

But I don't want her coming around here.

Mecca...

Damien, I'm not playin' with you.

It's just, it all feels like too much.

Yes, hi.

I just wanted to confirm

my menu for the luncheon.

Yes, that's right. Mecca Noble.

Okay, thank you.

Oh, yes. Yes, that's correct.

Okay. Thank you so much.

Bye.

What's in the folder?

Medical records.

W-what for?

They are for the doctors to do a full

family medical history on the baby.

You-you have a doctor's appointment?

[Damien] An ultrasound.

I don't know how much of this you want to hear.

[Mecca] No, it's-it's-it's good.

I-I want to know. It's just...

[sighs] Hey...

Gotta go.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

[baby crying over phone]

Who is this?

Uh...

-I missed you... -What the f...

at the ultrasound.

This is for you.

Look, I want you to know that I had no idea

that Damien was married that night.

I'm-I'm from Safety Harbor, Florida.

I didn't even know who he was.

-Really? -Yeah.

I mean, honestly, I thought

he was on the team.

-He's 41. -Really?

Huh. I guess what they say is true.

[chuckles] Sorry.

Mecca, I don't want to come between you and Damien.

I actually want us to be friends.

Our baby's gonna have two mommies.

That sounds like the luckiest baby in the world to me.

Thank you so much.

Angela, was it?

Well, Angela, thank you for bringing this... gift.

But I was actually just heading out, so...

Okay.

You know, I'm really looking forward

to getting to know you, Mecca.

[door closes]

Ugh.

[hip-hop music on the background]

[faintly] Come to my room.

[indistinct]

Coach. You was looking for me?

Yeah. Uh, take a seat, Jalen.

What's this I hear about an argument in the locker room?

[chuckles]

Is that what this is about?

Coach, you had me feeling like I

was going to the principal's office.

-Jalen. -It was nothing, coach.

Nothing, or nothing you want me to know about?

The boy's been talking, huh?

I don't want you hanging around those people

that are just gonna pull you back into old habits.

I know, coach, but I promise you, it's nothing.

I even been reading that book you gave me and everything.

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

Trish got me reading it. She said it's good for my image.

[chuckles] All right, well, just come to me if you feel

tempted by your old lifestyle, all right?

Of course, coach. Anything else?

[sighs] Yeah.

Mecca's having a luncheon next week, and I want you to come.

Get you around a different crowd.

Okay. Is there gonna be any girls there?

There will be women there.

And yes, the type of women

that you'd be smart to have in your life.

Okay, say less. Say less.

All right.

Now get going. I got some work to do.

[fire crackling]

Your baby mama...

paid me a visit today.

She brought over this gift

because I guess you don't know

how to set boundaries.

-That's not fair. -Is it not?

[Mecca] Did you tell her not to come by the house?

Because how does she even know our address, Damien?

I can see you gearing up for a fight.

No, we're already in one.

She was in my house

talking about her baby having two mommies!

And I'm sorry for that.

But you didn't exactly tell me what you want her to know.

Well feel free to let her know

that I'm not interested in being her sister wife.

Mecca.

I'm doing the best that I can.

This situation is hard for me, too.

Do you think that this is how I imagined... becoming a father?

I haven't promised anything, but I do have responsibilities

to this child.

[Damien] Who, by the way, also didn't ask to be born

into this insane situation.

Now, I don't know how any of this ends up,

but it could go in our favor.

[Mecca on tablet] Don't push your luck, Damien.

[Damien on tablet] Eventually,

we might have to talk about custody.

[Mecca] Damien!

[Damien] That could be our way

to limit our interaction with Angela.

[Mecca] Look, I don't wanna talk to you

about taking a child away from their mom.

Mecca, wait.

[munching]

[soft thud]

[grunting softly]

[cell phone ringing]

[Mecca groaning]

Yeah, Trish?

[Trish on phone] You just waking up?

[sighs]

[Trish] Do you want to meet early

and go over talking points?

Yeah, yeah, work would be good.

["Good 2 Me" by Que Derry]

♪ As long as you stay happy ♪

If he pressures you clam up, I'll take over.

Got it. Got it.

How you feelin'?

Every night I remind myself that I love Damien

and every morning I congratulate myself

for not leaving in the middle of the night.

Ah, OMG, what are the odds?

It gets pretty slim, but here you are.

Okay, so I've been meaning to try this place,

but this must be serendipity, okay?

Because, look, I-I didn't love how we left things

yesterday, so I'm, I'm really glad that I get another chance.

Oh, excuse me. Hi, um...

Let me get, oh, one of those, uh, virgin mojitos.

Thanks. And, uh, more bread.

Do you mind?

-Angela? -Mm?

Um, we're actually in a business meeting.

Mm... Is this about your empowerment luncheon?

[Angela] Oh, I saw you post about it on your story, so...

Uh, no, we are meeting with the producer of Mecca's show.

Oh, Trophy Wives.

Gosh, you know, you are so classy on there.

Mm-hmm. Mm...

So, will Tara be at the luncheon?

I, I really want to meet her. She seems fun.

[Mecca] Tara is super fun.

Unfortunately, there's a guest list.

[Angela] Oh, there's always extra food at these things,

you'll barely notice, little old me.

Although, I suppose I am eating

for two these days.

Yeah, it's just that this is my job.

Hosting parties?

Hmm...

Sounds like a fun job. [chuckles]

Way less tiring than wrangling

preschool kids all day, let me tell you.

You know, I-I had to take maternity leave early

because I just couldn't keep up with them in my condition.

Oh, I bet.

[Trish] You know, in your condition,

you probably have nothing to wear to the luncheon.

Mm, I would be happy to connect you with my girl.

Mm-hmm, her shop is nearby.

Yeah.

You know what? You could go by there right now

and pick something out.

-Right now? -Yes. Yes.

-You're gonna love it. -[Angela] Okay.

-She did Kylie's pregnancy. -Oh, wow.

Come on. Come on, hon. You could be just fine.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on, let's go, quickly.

So we can get you pick.

Finally, you grace me with your presence.

You act like I don't have a show to produce

with all this rescheduling.

[Aaron] Who's your friend?

Oh, uh, she's just an old friend from modeling. Yeah.

♪ Open the club ♪

♪ Baby you down I know you down ♪

♪ Won't you be playing the phone ♪

♪ Call up your friend she could come too ♪

♪ We could meet them at the club ♪

Is Trish joining us?

She's just taking a quick call.

So the crew will be filming my event

and Tara and that girl that she's always fighting

are both invited per your request,

so I'm sure something juicy will pop off.

Well, that is Tara's story line, dear.

We're here to talk about yours.

My husband took Jalen Cross under his wing last year

because he wants to clean up his playboy image.

He'll be in attendance because Damien wants

to set him up with a nice girl.

And you are going to personally set him up with someone?

Yes, I am.

And Jalen has agreed to discuss

his love life on camera?

Well, no.

Mecca, I don't think you

understand the gravity of the situation.

My bosses are planning on replacing you.

Well...

[Aaron] You need to give them

a real glimpse into your

personal life.

Fights, betrayals, secrets.

I don't need a scandal to entertain the audience.

[Aaron] The numbers beg to differ.

You know, Tara trended off the charts because of her feud

with that hockey girlfriend.

And you, you trended for a second because people

couldn't stop talking about that, that one wig.

Okay, well, what do you want me to do?

Manufacture a feud with one of the other football Wives?

Yeah, maybe.

If it means I'm up for a promotion

and gets me off the chopping block

for when the new CEO comes in.

[Aaron] Look, I'm not the only one in danger.

I hear that Devin James' fiancée

is sniffing around for a spot on the show.

Damien and I are trying to start a family.

Weak sauce. Give me something juicy.

[scoffs] Maybe we should just wait till Trisha's back.

She always sees reason.

[Trish] This investigation

run quickly and discreetly.

Uh, we haven't

been s-successful.

Because I, because I suspect Damien has been cheating on me.

Please tell me more.

[cellphone ringing]

Joss, this can't be serious!

[Joss on phone] Good evening to you, too, Trish.

Uh, so much for the hometown girl who just wants

what's best for her baby.

She is trying to fleece Damien.

[Joss] It turns out when she said she was open

to primary custody, she meant she wanted primary custody

and for them to pay for her lifestyle.

What kills me is that three weeks ago,

we didn't even know who this girl was.

Now she's trying to come up off them. [chuckles]

[Joss] Has the private investigator gotten back

to you with that background check?

Not yet.

[Joss] Well, let me know when he does.

We can use any ammunition we can find.

Will do.

[clinking]

[door opens]

Hello?

[lock clicks]

[clinking]

Sneaky bitch.

[coughing]

[shattering]

[coughs, chokes]

[vocalizing]

♪ Yeah you ain't never seen nothing like this ♪

♪ Make it so good I'ma make it go drift ♪

♪ You don't wanna be nothing with this ♪

♪ Try to cross me and I think you might miss ♪

♪ No disrespect but you give what you get ♪

♪ When they hang then they cool no sweat ♪

♪ Cool connect maybe we gotta be friends ♪

♪ And when I'm in your city y'all pull up hop in ♪

♪ No stress not press not blessed ♪

♪ Shake it off no need to impress ♪

♪ Me and my truth yeah we the best... ♪

Trish just texted me that she's not coming.

You'll be fine. You have event coordinators.

What do you need Trish for?

[Angela] Mecca.

-[Angela] Hi. -Oh, here we go.

Thank you so much for inviting me.

This is wow, this is beautiful.

We don't do stuff like this back home in Safety Harbor.

Happy to have you.

-Angela, this is Sammy. -So nice to meet you.

You, too.

Okay, I love your dress.

Oh, thank you.

Mine's new, Trish set it up for me.

But, kind of a shame it's a maternity dress.

But maybe I can take it in once I have my little gift from God.

[Angela inhales sharply] Speaking of bambinos,

I noticed there aren't any kids here.

It's a child free event.

Oh, wait, so all of these people

have to get childcare just to be here?

Oh, well, my husband is home with the kids.

Gosh, isn't it hard without a live-in nanny?

I mean, especially with your husband's company.

It probably takes so much of his time.

Oh, well, aren't you well researched?

[chuckling] I've-I've seen the show.

You know... Mecca, once our baby gets here

we'll have to start having childcare at these things.

I can't even imagine being away from her for so long.

-Her? -I asked to be surprised.

So doc only uses gender neutral terms, but I do have a feeling.

-[chuckles] -[Angela] I'm so scared too.

[laughs]

Excuse me.

-I do like it. -Oh, thank you.

Can we set something up for Ms. Wright to rest?

You probably want to get off your feet.

You're so thoughtful. [chuckles]

-Oh, bye. -Bye.

Oh, Angela...

just in case anybody asks how we

know each other, could you just--

I'm an old friend reconnecting after a few years.

[clicks tongue]

[chuckles]

Well, she seems, uh, sweet.

She does, doesn't she?

[indistinct chatter in background]

[Sammy] But you don't think so?

[sighs] I messed up, Sammy.

I told Aaron that I think Damien cheated on me.

Why would you do that?

He was talking about replacing me and I just--

Okay, okay, I mean,

maybe it's not that bad.

I mean it's not like there's

proof that he cheated.

Except for the baby that's growing in that woman's belly.

Sammy, what're we gonna do?

What does Damien think?

What he think? I haven't told him yet.

-Mecca... -I know.

And for some reason, he thinks that

we're gonna get full custody of that child.

Now, you tell me if that sounded like a woman

that's willing to give up full custody of her child.

Do you even want full custody?

I keep thinking about what the baby's gonna look like.

I mean, obviously it's not gonna look like me, but...

probably won't even look like Damien.

Yeah, no shit.

Yeah, so how am I supposed to get past any of this

with a constant reminder

of my husband's infidelity in my own home?

Have you told Damien any of that?

[Tara] Hi, beautiful.

I gotta go.

I'll be back.

[indistinct chattering]

Look at you.

Oh, Mecca, stop it, stop it.

[indistinct chattering continues]

[chuckles]

♪ Texting me this morning ♪

♪ You woke up the sleeping giant ♪

♪ Been waiting on this morning girl ♪

♪ I know it's so defined ♪

♪ Wondering what I'm become I'm so late... ♪

[laughs]

-Hey! -Just, just a moment.

So, I pitched the infidelity story-line to the big bosses

and they loved it. I wanna get footage of you, okay?

He's definitely coming, right?

We can flashback to it when

we're filming a confrontation scene, right?

You're looking at him, he's looking at another women

kind of thing, you know?

I don't, um,

I haven't spoken to him yet.

Well, get on it, sweetheart.

We got a show to produce.

All right, let's get a close up.

♪ Tell me tell me tell me what's the difference ♪

♪ I can make love to you ♪

♪ And I can make love... ♪

Oh, excellent timing.

Yeah, we saw them come in and waited

till they were rolling to sneak in.

Smart. I think, uh, Mecca could use some support.

♪ If it's wrong I don't wanna be right... ♪

Got it.

♪ It's like the time I meet his mama and his dad ♪

♪ They're both so important... ♪

Okay.

I think she's stressed because that woman's here.

Which? The mother-of-the-child lady? That woman?

She's sitting over...

she's around here somewhere.

[Jalen] Woah, wait, hold on, hold on. Hello there.

She's around here somewhere.

[sniffles]

Angela? There isn't supposed to be anyone in here.

[sighs]

You all right? Something wrong?

I'm sorry, it's just pregnancy hormones, I...

I cry all the time now.

Well, it's the first time I'm seeing you cry.

[sighs] I just...

I never really had a good relationship with my mom.

Always put her career goals

ahead of being a mother, and I just...

I wanted to be different.

I guess just seeing this is...

it's bringing all that back up, so...

Well, I'm sure you'll make a great mom.

[soft chuckle]

[sniffles]

[clears throat and chuckles]

[sighs]

You're not alone. This baby's not alone.

You both got me.

Yeah. For now.

No, that's my kid, too.

[chuckles] You're stuck with me.

[laughs]

I have to admit, though.

I don't remember meeting you.

Yeah, I'm, uh...

I'm not surprised.

You were, you were really drunk.

E-everyone was.

[sniffles]

So we met at the game?

One of your players invited us to VIP at the club.

And we took the party back to the hotel.

To Wiltmore, I think it was.

[exhales softly]

[sighs] I can't go back out there.

My makeup's probably ruined.

I already feel like enough of a fat cow these days.

[deep breath]

Well, I can call you a taxi home.

[Angela] Can you give me a ride?

[clears throat]

I live in a walk up, and taxi drivers

are rarely willing to help me up the steps.

All right. Yeah, let's make it fast.

Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Danger ♪

♪ Girl let me take a chance on you ♪

♪ I'll risk it all here for you ♪

♪ You're the only thing on my mind ♪

♪ Girl that brought me here to you ♪

♪ I want to go down down down down ♪

♪ I like it when you go down down down down... ♪

You missed the rest of my luncheon.

[Damien] Yeah, I got to Angela's home and I realized

she ain't got no food in the house. [soft chuckle]

And she doesn't have no friends either to help her out, so...

I set some things up for her, you know.

I see.

♪ And then we can change up... ♪

You upset?

Did you expect me not to be?

You have to trust me, Mecca.

I mean, I want to, but...

I don't trust that girl as far as I can throw her.

You jealous?

♪ Anywhere you wanna ride... ♪

You think you're funny?

You know I don't want her.

I mean, I know that, but does she know that?

What you think she gonna do? Mm?

There are lots of ways that a white woman could hurt you.

But I got you looking after me.

Don't I?

♪ Danger... ♪

Of course.

So again...

what could she possibly do to us?

We're unstoppable.

♪ Imma take a bet ♪

♪ Bet bet bet on you ♪

♪ Imma take a bet ♪

♪ Bet bet bet bet on you ♪

♪ Imma take a bet ♪

♪ Bet bet bet bet on you ♪

♪ Imma take a bet ♪

♪ Bet bet bet bet on you ♪

♪ I swear you like danger ♪

♪ I'm gonna make me change yeah ♪

[phone buzzing]

Hello.

What's up, Angela?

♪ You like danger... ♪

I'll be right there. Gotta go.

Damien.

♪ Danger... ♪

Your clothes.

♪ Now I'm in your game up ♪

[door opens]

Sorry, I have so much stuff.

I-I just wanted to be prepared.

But I do always over-pack.

-[Angela] Sorry. -[Damien] Yeah, it's all good.

[Damien clears throat]

Angela's gonna stay with us for... a while.

I'm sorry, what?

Uh, contractions were a false alarm this time, but...

-False contraction? -Mm-hmm.

Well, the doctor thinks it's safer

for Angela to stay somewhere

she has support with fewer stairs.

Mm-hmm. [soft chuckle]

Thank you so much for opening up your home to me.

[Damien] It's just until she gives birth.

Maybe just a couple of weeks.

And if I say no?

-Then we have a problem. -Hmm.

["Share You With No One Else" Eric Bellinger]

[grunts]

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ It's Eazy ♪

♪ If we hit it off this weekend ♪

♪ And everything goes as planned ♪

♪ How soon can I see you? ♪

♪ Sheesh yeah ♪

♪ When can we hook up again? ♪

♪ 'Cause if I spend these dollars on some dinner ♪

♪ Chi-ching ♪

♪ And if I add some ♪

♪ Mileage to my engine ♪

♪ Imma need to be acknowledged no pretendin' ♪

♪ You know it ♪

♪ So before I lose my ♪

♪ Mind and all my senses ♪

♪ Is it for real? ♪

♪ Is it for real like ♪

♪ Let me know the deal is it for real? ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't ♪

♪ Tryna ♪

[Damien laughing]

♪ Share you with no one else ♪

♪ Is it for real is it for real? ♪

♪ 'Cause I'd rather chill if it ain't real ♪

♪ I ain't ♪

♪ Tryna ♪

♪ Share you with no one else ♪

♪ Imagine you linking up on Wednesday with somebody else ♪

♪ Then turn around on Friday be right in my house ♪

♪ I know you ain't my girl yet tryna stay in my lane ♪

♪ Keep entertainin' lames you gon' drive me insane ♪

♪ Girl if I spend these dollars on some dinner ♪

♪ And if I add some mileage to my engine ♪

♪ Imma need to be acknowledged no pretendin' ♪

You and Damien have been getting pretty close, huh?

[fire crackling]

Yeah. Yeah, he's been helping me out a lot.

It's nice being someone's priority for once.

Is there a problem?

Depends on what you really want.

Because from my perspective, it seems like you want my husband.

[scoffs]

Of course... not.

I'm not that kind of a girl.

Hmm.

Let me make something very clear to you.

Damien married me without a prenup.

Because he loves me. He'll never leave me.

[Mecca] So if you think this is about to be some sister wife

situation, let me assure you, it will not.

[inhales deeply]

Look, Mecca,

you have such a beautiful life.

You've got the house, the husband, the fame.

But I can see why you'd still be threatened by little old me.

You know, with this pregnancy I've really been coming

into my maternal instincts.

And I know that's something you struggle with.

[sighs]

Damien's my husband.

And I'm not going anywhere.

Despite all your effort

you still couldn't give him a child.

Suppose we all can't excel at everything.

[chuckles]

[door creaks]

What happened?

[tearing up] You told Angela about

our infertility issues?

Now hold up a second.

The only thing I ever said

was that we wanted a family.

Then how does she know, Damien?

What exactly did she say?

That I couldn't give you a child...

[Mecca] despite all of my efforts.

Don't let it get to you, baby.

Look, listen, why don't we take a trip?

Just for a few days, just you and me.

No football, no pregnancy, and definitely no TV show.

I'll tell Trish to check in on Angela.

Just a few days in Cabo sounds perfect.

[Damien] Cabo it is.

Dame, did you grab our passports out of the safe?

Dame?

["Under Covers" by Eric Bellinger]

♪ Girl ♪

♪ Can't nobody do your body like me ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I promise... ♪

Have fun.

You sure you'll be all right for a few days?

Oh, I'll be fine. I'm okay.

Trish didn't text me back, but call her if you need anything.

Okay.

Babe, did you grab our passports?

They're on the dresser.

No, they're not.

You know, lately, I've been forgetting

where I've been putting things as well.

Must be that pregnancy brain they warn you about.

[laughs]

I guess I'll check again.

♪ Finna put me on yeah ♪

♪ Dreams do come true ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I'm under covers with you ♪

♪ And I knew oh oh ♪

♪ I knew that it would be wise to wait ♪

♪ Now you're sayin' have your way ♪

♪ Yeah... ♪

What happens if she doesn't find your passport?

Oh, she will.

[Angela] Yeah, but what if she doesn't?

I couldn't find the passports.

I must have given them to Trish to fill up some paperwork.

I'll swing by her place.

I'll text you when I have them.

Bye.

♪ I know what you like ♪

♪ Know what you like ♪

[knocking]

Trish... it's Mecca.

[knocking]

-[keys rattle] -I'm coming in.

[clinks on door]

[coughs]

Oh! Trish?

[door closes]

[breathes heavily]

Uh...

Trish?

Hello?

Trish?

Trish? Trish!

[breathes shakily]

Wake up. Trish. Trish.

Trish? No, no, no, no, no!

[crying] No! No, no, no!

No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no! Wake up, wake up.

It's me, Trish! Trish! Trish!

[clinks on door]

[Angela] Sorry to hear about your friend.

She seemed nice.

She wasn't.

Thanks for your condolences.

[Angela] Of course.

If either of you need anything, I would--

[Mecca] We'll call a friend.

Uh, she's had a long day.

All right.

[breathes shakily]

[cries]

♪ I can't keep hanging ♪

♪ From the same swing ♪

♪ Because I'm not getting anywhere ♪

♪ I'm trying to wake up from this... ♪

[muffled screaming]

♪ Dream I swear... ♪

[clatter]

♪ You know there's nothing that we do ♪

♪ You know it's never fair ♪

♪ It always has to hurt ♪

♪ When it runs its course ♪

♪ One of us gets burned ♪

[thumps]

[sniffles]

[Damien laughs]

[indistinct dialogues]

[Damien] Nah, listen.

No, it's, it ain't like that.

-[Angela] What do you mean? -[Damien chuckles]

[Angela] I really wanna help, however I can, Dame.

Look at me.

I know that Mecca is dealing

with her own thing right now

so don't forget that... I've got you.

Yeah, it's, it's been a tough time for her.

And with Trish gone...

[scoffs]

she's just not thinking straight.

Trish always gave her that clarity.

[breathes shakily]

[footsteps]

[clicks on frame]

[rings on phone]

[female 1 on phone] Little Tots Daycare, how can I help you?

Hi, I'm interviewing nannies,

and one of the candidates listed you as their former employer.

Just wanted to know how she was with the kids.

Her name is Angela Wright.

[female 1] I'm so sorry ma'am, but we don't have any

employee record for someone with that name.

Thats disappointing.

Thanks for your time.

[keys beeping]

[rings on phone]

Joss, we need to pause any negotiations with Angela.

[Joss on phone] Did you find something out?

She lied about where she used to work.

What do we really know about this woman?

[Joss] Trish had the same questions

which is why she hired a PI.

Trish hired a PI?

[Joss] Well, I don't think he found anything.

But the last I heard, she was waiting on an email from him.

[sighs]

[seagull squawking]

-Thanks so much for coming. -Of course.

[Mecca] I found that hidden in Angela's little gift.

It's off, I took out the battery.

She's been spying on you?

She's also been lying.

At least about where she's worked but who knows what else.

Does Damien know?

You know, I need airtight proof

before I can go to him or the police.

According to our lawyer, Trish hired

a private investigator to look into Angela.

Okay, so you want me to do what?

Sammy, don't play coy.

We both know you're the reason why Terrence played D-1

and got a computer science degree at the same time.

I just need you to get into her email.

Okay.

I got you.

Thank you.

[Aaron] There he is! My man!

-Aaron, what can I do for you? -Oh, well, I uh...

just in your books, I checked in with your assistant.

Oh, yeah?

So Mackenzie put you on my schedule?

[chuckles]

I got a lot going, man.

Uh, are you sure?

I just wanted to get your side of the cheating story.

And see how much you're comfortable sharing on TV.

The what story?

[Aaron] Oh, Mecca's story-line.

About you two having trouble starting a family...

due to the cheating.

Did Mecca say that?

Yeah.

Not today.

Okay, uh, I'll just reschedule with Mackenzie then.

Goodbye, Aaron.

-I'll show myself out. -You do that.

[birds chirping]

So with all the personal information

you know about Trish

it actually didn't take long for my program

to guess her password.

Is that even legal?

Not even kind of.

There's nothing here.

Th-th-that, that can't be.

Aside from clients reaching out to her...

there's nothing strange here.

Emails from brands.

Emails from clients.

Emails from the lawyer.

But nothing from a PI.

Check the trash.

Hmm... there it is.

Someone must've had access to the inbox

in order to trash this.

Maybe they did...

when they were in her house.

[Mecca] Angela Zimmerman.

This says she's from here.

This bitch said she was from a small town in Florida.

Wait, wait, stop. Go back.

What's that?

This is what the boys are up to at the club?

Oh, that's nothing, check this out.

[giggles in background]

[whistles]

Not a great look, coach.

[cackling]

[clears throat]

[Damien] What the hell is this?

I swear, it's just a little joke.

-Where? -Tampa, after the game.

You were so wasted, I've had to put you to bed.

You put me to bed?

Yeah. [scoffs]

You don't remember?

Who the hell is Angela?

[male 1 on phone] You've reached Wonder Fertility.

How can I help you?

Hi, I'm checking references

for one of your former employees.

[male 1] Can I have that employee's name?

Angela Zimmerman.

[male 1] Oh, that girl was fired.

Total fiasco.

For what?

[male 1] I really shouldn't say.

Look, I get it.

I wouldn't want you to risk your job.

It's just...

I'm considering hiring this woman to be my nanny.

To be in my home

to care for my kids.

I promise they, they won't ever hear from me.

[male 1] Well, the rumor is she was accessing patient files.

You did not hear that from me, though, okay?

Of course.

Thank you.

Okay, so I found a couple of social media accounts

but they're all... private.

[exhales sharply] Come on, come on, pick up.

[Mecca on voicemail] You've reached Mecca Noble,

-you know what to do. -[beep on phone]

You've reached Mecca Noble.

[grunts]

You've reached Mecca Noble, you know what to do.

Baby, please call me back right now.

I think I remember what happened that night. I--

Fuck.

[Jalen] Coach, coach, I gotta talk to you.

Not now, Jalen--

Coach, I gotta tell you something.

-Jalen, not now. -Coach, look!

This is my ex, the crazy one from Vegas

that stole my watch, remember?

Yeah, that's the same girl I told you to break up with.

Wait, coach, this isn't, this isn't the girl

that's living with you, is it?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I gotta get home.

All right, I'm-I'm gonna grab my keys.

I'm gonna come with you, okay?

[huffs]

[clanks]

[footsteps]

[grunts]

[phone rings]

Are you sure you don't want to come home with me?

At least until Damien gets home?

I'll be fine. I can out-crazy a bitch any day of the week.

Please... be safe.

I will, don't worry.

I won't do anything until Damien's home.

Be safe.

[door creaks closes]

[beeps on safe]

[metal clinks]

I just have to know.

Did you ever trust me?

Or was finding the camera the last straw?

You crazy bitch.

[laughs]

Now, I don't have a fancy degree like you.

But tell me, is it smart to insult a person

pointing a loaded gun at you?

I never trusted you.

Too bad.

We would have made a beautiful family.

Drink it.

So this is your plan?

Force me to drink poison and fake a suicide?

You're gonna have to shoot me.

I can work with that.

[gunshot]

[grunts]

[heavy breaths]

[grunting]

Oh, you bitch!

[grunts]

Pick up. Come on. [gasps]

[Damien] Jalen!

[breathes heavily]

Jalen.

[keys beeping]

[rings in phone]

Come on, man.

[panting]

Aaron! Aaron! Thank God! Thank God!

This bitch is crazy, she's trying to kill me!

-What happened? -She tried to kill me.

She's nuts, she has a gun,

we got to get out of here.

We got to get out of here.

This is an even greater story-line

than I could've ever imagined.

[screams]

[Angela] I told you it would be.

Take this will you, sweetheart?

Of course.

God damn it, you're fast.

[panting]

Oh, worst luck of my life

being saddled up with you in your charitable galas

until Angela.

We actually met at a barbecue you threw last year.

[Angela] Raising money for autism, you remember?

Aaron looked so bored producing it.

I was. [scoffs]

-You were there? -With Jalen.

You know, I have to admit, "NFL player's former girlfriend

being knocked up by a married coach"

is a pretty epic story-line.

[Angela laughs]

-The type to get me my own show. -[Angela] Yeah.

I don't think the phrase "knocked up" applies

when you inseminate yourself with sperm

you stole from a fertility clinic.

Is that true?

I am carrying Damien Noble's baby.

Half him, half me.

What difference does it make how it happened?

The difference is a felony, sweetheart.

[Angela] And what about Damien's crimes?

I would still have my baby if it wasn't for him.

He told Jalen to end things with me when I got pregnant.

-Damien would never do that. -Damien put him up to it!

No he didn't.

He took my baby!

So I took his.

You're insane.

I wanted to seduce him the old fashioned way.

[hip-hop music on party]

[indistinct chatter]

I know how you did it.

Wasn't really that hard to find out

what fertility clinic you were at.

All I had to do was get access to the cold storage

a little turkey baster, and... well...

[exhales sharply] Oh, you are crazy.

Hmm, but that won't be the official story.

I'll call 911 once we shoot Mecca.

Claim it with self defense.

And then you'll release the exclusive footage

from my camera that proves just how jealous

she is of me and Damien's special bond.

[chuckles]

And then I will get your spot on Trophy Wives.

I'll do a better job with your life...

than you ever could.

Aaron...

shoot her.

[gun cocks]

-[yells] -[gunshot]

-[shattering] -[grunts]

[screaming]

[thuds]

[gasps]

[screams]

[choking]

[grunting]

[gasping]

[gasps]

[choking]

[heavy breaths]

[grunting]

No! No!

[heavy breaths]

Don't do anything I would do.

-Okay, then calm down! -Put down the gun.

I am not afraid to take everyone down with me.

Including your own baby?

[heavy breaths]

[liquid splattering]

No! No! No, no, no! No, no, no, no!

No! [gasps]

[groaning]

[sobs]

[grunts]

Kid's got great timing.

[siren wails in distance]

-This isn't over. -Yes, it is.

[stretcher rattles]

[engine revving]

[Damien] Mecca!

[Mecca groans]

Angela, what the heck?

Mecca!

Damien, I'm fine, I'm fine.

-I'm fine. -All right, you hurt?

Your baby mama shot me.

What?

Yeah, with her little minion Aaron.

[Damien] What? Aaron.

L-look, okay.

She's not my baby mama.

She must have altered the DNA test

because I never slept with her... or anyone.

Well, that baby is yours.

It's the mother that's certifiable.

Dame, she worked at our fertility clinic.

She impregnated herself.

Why would she do that?

[Mecca] Revenge.

Did you ever tell Jalen to break up

with his girlfriend after she got pregnant?

What? Jalen got his girlfriend pregnant?

Yeah.

I told Jalen to break up with his girlfriend

because I found him unconscious

in a Vegas hotel room without a Rolex.

Oh.

I would have told him to man up

had I known he fathered a child.

I believe you.

You're the only one in all of this who never lied.

[indistinct radio chatter in background]

[sirens in distance]

[Mecca] Okay.

I'll let him know.

Bye, Joss.

-[Damien] Ah, dada! [laughs] -[baby giggles]

That's my little girl. You like the bear?

[Damien] That's my girl. [chuckles]

That's my girl! Who's that?

Who's that?

That woman's sentencing hearing is coming up

and Joss wants us to write victim impact statements.

[Mecca] Jalen's writing one, too.

When will we be rid of her?

He promises this is the last thing.

[Damien] Yeah, sure hope so.

Oh, I gotta go pick up the cake before my mama's plane lands.

Yeah.

Hi, sweetie.

Hi.

You want cake?

[Mecca chuckles]

Yeah.

Who's a birthday girl?

Okay, let's read some of your cards.

Wow.

"Happy first trip around the sun. See you soon...

["Third Strike" by Lewis Amoroso]

mommy."

♪ This just might be your third strike ♪

♪ Take a back seat and let me tell you what's on my mind ♪

♪ Don't fight it might end up in the ground if I tried ♪

♪ To control it these suicide omens ♪

♪ So load up your weapons ♪

♪ 'Cause this might be your third strike ♪

♪ I'm so bored to death ♪

♪ World war four inside my head ♪

♪ Yeah I fought but I got back up again ♪

♪ I tried to tie all these loose ends now I'm a mess ♪

♪ Clouding up the sunlight ♪

♪ Cut me like a knife ♪

♪ I'm feeling reckless ♪

♪ My body's oh so restless ♪

♪ I don't think its worth it ♪

♪ 'Cause this might be your third strike ♪

♪ Take a back seat and let me tell you what's on my mind ♪

♪ Don't fight it might end up in the ground if I tried ♪

♪ To control it these suicide omens ♪

♪ So load up your weapons ♪

♪ 'Cause this might be your third strike ♪

♪ Take a back seat and let me tell you what's on my mind ♪

♪ Don't fight it might end up in the ground if I tried ♪

♪ To control it these suicide omens ♪

♪ So load up your weapons ♪

♪ 'Cause this might be your third strike ♪

♪ I'm so bored to death ♪

♪ World war four inside my head ♪

♪ Yeah I fought but I got back up again ♪

♪ I tried to tie all these loose ends ♪

♪ Now I'm a mess yeah ♪

♪ Clouding up the sunlight ♪

♪ Cut me like a knife ♪

♪ I'm feeling reckless ♪

♪ My body's oh so restless ♪

♪ I don't think it's worth it ♪

♪ 'Cause this might be your third strike ♪

♪ Take a back seat and let me tell you what's on my mind ♪

♪ Don't fight it might end up in the ground if I tried ♪

♪ To control it these suicide omens ♪

♪ So load up your weapons ♪

♪ 'Cause this might be your third strike ♪

♪ Buried my soul sunk like a stone ♪

♪ How could you do that to me on my low? ♪

♪ Life after death this is the end ♪

♪ I know you'll do it again ♪