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Oh, my God.

I am so sorry. I--

You just spilled $29 coffee all over me.

I'm really sorry. I'm so sorry, I didn't--

I didn't mean to.

It's fine. I will survive.

Wait, wait. Um...

Can you tell me

where I am and if Emily lives here?

Here as in the Benedict?

Aren't you that Joni chick? I mean, you live here, right?

I'll say you're bleeding.

- Hey, Hank. - Amber,

how's my favorite client on this fine morning?

-Old. -Right.

So I have good news, and I have bad news.

Which one first?

Bad news.

They passed on you.

Great.

Now I can't even book a movie called Meca Conda.

You're too good for that movie anyway.

Now, ready for the good news?

-Hank. -Sean Roland's new movie is gearing up,

and guess who he wants to audition.

Are you serious?

As a heart attack.

Hank, I love you.

The catch is they want to see you as soon as possible.

-Can you head there now? -Yeah.

I mean, I need to get ready,

but yes, not a problem.

Great. I'll text you the address.

Hank, I could kiss you.

Yes!

Wow. Good news?

Wow. Okay.

What was that for?

-Did you spill something? -Uh, stupid neighbor.

Guess who has an audition for the new Sean Roland film.

-Holy shit! That's amazing. -Yes!

What about that other movie, Meca Conda?

Eh, they passed. Who cares?

Anyways, this is Sean Roland!

That is amazing, Am. That's really exciting.

What do you think of this shirt with these pants?

-Um, I got that meeting. -You know,

it's been so long since I've had, like, a real meaty part

that I can sink my teeth into.

God, I hope it's a good one.

Okay, I need to get ready, so shoo-shoo-shoo.

All right, all right.

-Roland! Yes! -Proud of you.

Whoo!

Any ideas?

I have no clue.

You'd probably call a plumber.

Aren't you the building manager? Why don't you call the plumber?

Uh, okay, I'll do that.

The water is running fine now.

We're still working on all the renovations on this floor.

Thank you so much. And I'd offer you coffee, but I really got to get ready.

Big audition today.

Wow, great! What for?

Uh, new Sean Roland film. Very big part.

Got to look my best.

Wow, that's terrific.

You know, I take pictures myself.

-I was just on my way-- -Oh, wow. So sweet.

-Um, thanks for fixing the drain. Okay, I gotta go. -Oh, no. No problem.

-Bye. -By the way, you have something on your fa--

Okay. You got this.

You can do it.

This is your...

What the hell?

Oh, you can't break out tomorrow?

No.

Not today, not today.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Oh, damn it!

Hello, beautiful. Ready to knock 'em dead today?

Hank, listen. I am breaking out in a freakish rash,

-and I need you to reschedule. -A rash?

What about that, uh, skin shit you used to hawk?

I'm all out.

Have you tried covering it up?

-Hank, can you reschedule? -I, I don't know if I can.

- They were pretty adamant that it had to be today.

Uh, you know, Internet has some home remedies if you look.

Those things don't work! They're ridiculous!

Hey, y'all, Belinda here, and welcome back

to my series on DIY self-care.

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Bullshit, Belinda!

Bottoms up.

And actually...

...not so bad.

- Hello? - Oh, William.

Sweetie, I am not doing so well.

I'm breaking out in a terrible rash.

I did some home remedy that made me, made me vomit everywhere.

And I'm sweaty, and I'm gross.

And I don't think I can do the audition.

It's okay, sweetie. Uh, maybe you just need to relax. Take a deep--

Don't fucking tell me to relax!

Look, I'm just about to go into this meeting.

-As soon as it's done-- -William!

Today will be the day

that changes the rest of my life.

Finally, the comeback I deserve!

Do you think they're just handing out roles

to former child stars in their forties?

You're right. Okay.

Um, I'll figure it out.

What do you need? What can I do?

I need you to go and get a skin cream.

Uh, Katrina's Beauty Supply.

It's called Seprina skin fixer.

- All right. - Seprina skin fixer.

-Got it? -Yep, I, I got it.

-I'll be there as soon as I can. -Okay.

Hey, I love you.

Hey, Am.

What happened in the kitchen?

Holy shit.

I know!

What happened?

It's like the worst day ever. It was like...

First the coffee, and then the sink,

and now this.

I don't, I don't-- I think you need a doctor, not a skin cream.

Why, why didn't you go to the ER?

I thought it was gonna clear up by now!

Can you give me some water?

I'm, like, really thirsty.

Yeah.

Oh, wow.

That's really gross.

Hey, Am?

I'm pretty sure that this is supposed to go on the rash.

Did you drink it?

I was desperate!

Look, I, I know that you're anxious with this audition,

but it's going to be fine.

You're-- It's-- Everything's going to work out.

You just got to-- Oh! Son of a...

Hey, sweetness.

I need to get in there. I cut myself.

I, I need to get the first-aid kit.

Cut myself pretty bad.

Thanks.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey. Come here. Come here.

Hey.

It's okay. Everything's going to be fine.

You are beautiful no matter what.

They can reschedule, right? Don't they know who you are?

They're lucky to have you even consider doing their movie.

You are worth waiting for.

Hey...

I have really got to patch this up, okay?

It won't take long.

Hey. What--

What--

That's, uh...

That's weird.

Okay. O-- okay.

Please, just...

Whoa! Hey!

Stop. What--

What is wrong with you?

Sorry.

I couldn't help myself.

Please, just...

Let me get this patched up.

Look... I know that you are nervous about this audition.

Everything happens for a reason, babe.

Everything.

You know, maybe,

maybe you weren't supposed to be in this movie.

You know, may--

Thank God you're here.

But what apartment?

Hank, forget about canceling.

All cleared up now.

Fantastic. How'd you do it?

I used a home remedy.

Are you okay?

Mm.

Wish me luck.

Emily.

Emily.

Emily!

What's going on out here?

Who's shouting up and down this hallway?

-Who are you? -I'm--

Who are you?

How did you get in here?

You don't belong here.

What did you bring here?

What evil did you bring here?

Hi. Could you guys keep it down?

No.

This woman is trespassing.

She doesn't belong here.

Oh, that's what's-her-name's sister.

They live upstairs.

I know who Emily and Joni are.

And this is not Joni.

Um, okay.

Well, if you could keep it down, that'd be great.

Yeah.

Thanks.

We'll do. No problem.

-Jesus! What-- -Shh.

Shut up. Shut up!

You're right, I don't belong here.

I need to find Emily.

What do you want with her? Are you gonna hurt her?

No.

No, I lost her once, and I can't lose her again.

Please.

I think she's on five.

Apartment 510.

Thank you.

You better go.

Thank you.

Some strange stuff happening today.

I know I'm not losing it.

That was not the Joni I know.

She was something else.

I could have handled that better.

Ellie...

...you'd have known what to do.

Leonard. Good to see you.

-How are you? -Mr. Lewis, good.

Uh, I got your mail for you.

Uh...

How are you doing today?

Oh, well enough. Well enough.

How's that young lady you've been seeing?

Good. Uh, going good.

Um, taking it slow.

Would you like to come in for a bite?

- I could use the company. - I brought food, Dad.

Declan.

I didn't expect you coming over today.

Thought I'd drop by.

You know what? I'm going to let you two catch up.

Um, I'll see you later, Jude. Good to see you.

I was thinking we could take this food

and eat it at the park.

It's a nice day out.

No need for all that.

Nice, huh? I would have cleaned up

if I'd known you were coming over.

Would you have, Dad?

How would you have cleaned up all this?

Oh, come on now. It ain't all that bad.

When are you going to do this, Dad?

You can't live like this.

Come on, take a load off.

Let me, let me make a space here on the table where we can eat.

Tell me about your week.

How's work?

How's the little ones and the lovely Natalie?

Dad, please.

We could talk about me till the cows come home.

I want to know what's going on with my son.

You don't call as much anymore.

Been a while since you came by.

Work's good.

I'm on a new beat.

Way less nights.

Natalie's good.

She just got a promotion at the job, so that's nice.

And the kids are... rambunctious.

They miss you.

Well, bring the tykes over. Got lots of sweets for them.

Dad, you know I can't bring them over here.

I can't have them see you like this.

Like what?

Like this!

Mom's been dead a year, Dad.

You need to let me help you

or you need to get professional help.

Hodgepodge. I'm fine.

How about I come and visit you guys?

Last time you came over, you brought roaches with you.

It took us over a month to get rid of them.

You never told me that.

Well... I'm telling you now.

What'd you bring?

-Cajun. -Ooh.

Your mother loved Cajun food.

She never did quite, uh, perfect her gumbo, but her blackened chicken--

Could bring a man to his knees.

I miss her too.

Dad, let me help you clean up.

Please.

Do you think mom would want you to live like this?

Let's get started.

-Take this to the trash. -No!

Why not?

You didn't use to be like this.

Some of your mother's things are in there.

Like what? Did she eat out of this TV dinner tray?

Yes.

Two days before she died.

-And this newspaper! -No!

-No. No. No. -Dad, it's trash!

-No. No. -It's trash, Dad!

-It's all trash! -No. No.

-You're living in squalor! -No.

-No. -You're going to die in filth!

Get out.

What?

Dad!

Just leave.

Please don't take our things.

Declan.

I love you, son.

Always have.

He didn't mean it.

Jude.

Jesus Christ, dude, they're destroying the whole damn town.

Call the military, call the National Guard, call the--

Jude.

Just let go, man.

Just let go.

Eleanor... is that you?

I've missed you, sweet darling.

H-- h-- how is this possible?

Anything is possible with love.

I, I've missed you too, Ellie.

What happened?

I've been so lonely.

You weren't supposed to go before me.

I'm not strong enough to be here without you.

You were always so much better at life.

Great wife...

...a great mother, and the life of the party.

Everybody loved you.

A husband should never outlive his wife.

It's not fair.

It's not supposed to be like this.

Why did you go without me?

Come with me now.

Emily?

Emily!

Fuck is this place?

Good luck.

It's okay.

No.

Oh, come on.

Oh, please, please. Come on.

Come on. Come on!

Come on, come on, come on.

Did you want to keep me, Leonard?

Is that why you took my pictures?

You can't be real. This isn't real.

Why, Leonard?

Look at me!

Because, because I killed you.

And why did you kill me, Leonard?

Hey, Katherine.

Is that what you think happened?

Is that how you view me?

Let me help you see clearly.

Hi, Katherine.

Hey, Leonard. How's it going?

- It's good to see you. - Yeah, you too.

You let that man defile you, run his hands all over you.

I know he has a wife.

I know he has a wife too.

I know he has a wife, because he's my brother-in-law.

But the question, Leonard, is how do you know he has a wife?

How long have you been stalking me, Leonard?

I keep tabs on you. So what?

I just want to make sure you're okay.

I want to make sure that you're safe.

I don't want anybody to hurt you.

Except you hurt me, Leonard.

Don't say my name.

Isn't that what you wanted?

To have only your name on my lips.

To have me close to you.

To have me feel you.

I just didn't want him to touch you!

I'm only meant to be touched by you?

Hi, Katherine. Can I borrow a wine opener?

I've got some friends coming over later, and I rea--

Katherine, I'm not that kind of guy.

I'd like to take you out first.

Treat you like you deserve.

I said no!

We really are the heroes of our own stories.

Oh, Leonard.

How delusional are you?

We all know you don't have friends.

Stop!

-Stop it! -Stop!

Stop what?

I'm only showing you what you have done.

Face what you have done!

Hey, Leonard.

Hey, Katherine.

What's up?

I was wondering if, um, maybe you wanted to hang out tonight.

Oh, crap.

I can't. Um, I'm actually not feeling well.

I was just going to go to bed.

I have a big day tomorrow.

But maybe we can hang out this weekend.

I could get one of the girls

on seven to have one of their famous potlucks.

Let's touch base tomorrow, okay?

Okay?

All right. Um...

Have a good night.

Good night.

Good night!

Did you have a good night?

Did you have a good night with him?

Leonard, please.

Don't say my name.

You don't deserve to call me that.

You're just like the rest of them.

All whores!

You were supposed to be different.

I'll do whatever you want.

-Just please don't. -Don't what?

Please.

Hurt you? Hm?

Like you hurt me?

I was supposed to have lunch with my mom tomorrow.

It was going to be a nice day.

A little catch up, but nothing out of the ordinary.

Now, it will be the worst day of her life.

It will haunt her forever knowing that I was murdered.

Murdered by a weak man.

By a coward.

Please don't call me that.

I will never see my sister again

because you are a coward.

My dad won't give me away at my wedding

because you are a coward.

I will never hear the laughter of my children

because you are a coward!

What do you want from me?

Nothing! I want nothing from you!

Tell me what to do. Tell me what to do.

You can do nothing! You are nothing!

-I'm sorry. I am nothing. -Nothing.

Nothing!

-Nothing! -What have I done?

You killed me!

Oh.

Are you okay?

I guess, um, fourth floor is the party floor.

I'm on the fourth floor?

-Yeah. -No, I can't be.

I was just on the fifth.

Well, this is the fourth floor,

but if you need anything, I'm in 510.

Whoa. 510?

With Emily?

No. I live alone.

I just moved in.

Congrats.

Thanks.

Nah.

Fuck this place.

Get your things. You're just gonna leave.

Okay. Then stay.

Oh, please.

It wasn't too late. Literally two seconds ago.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what you want from me.

Well, I know what you want from me.

I want nothing more than to be here with you.

No, you don't!

You, you get to go out and do whatever you want, whenever you want.

Good times, Tim. Right?

And then when the times get tough, he's out the fucking door!

Hey! I've been here through it all.

You think I want to go to some shitty job?

I want to be here with my wife.

I miss you.

I've been doing my best.

No.

You haven't.

Whatever this is, it's not your best.

Then what is? What more can I do?

If there's something else, please tell me.

It wasn't supposed to be this way.

It wasn't.

I know.

I know you're hurting.

-I know it's been hard. -No, you don't know!

Y-- you have no idea!

Your body didn't betray you.

You didn't feel her kick one day and the next day she was gone.

You weren't a father.

You're not the only one in pain.

I'm not allowed to talk about what I want, what I feel.

There's only room for your grief.

Your hurt.

We're supposed to be going through this together.

But I'm not allowed to touch you,

let alone even talk about trying again.

You're crazy if you think losing our baby hasn't killed me.

-I'm not crazy. Fuck you! -Stop!

-Stop! -No! Fuck you!

You don't want to try again, fine!

You don't want to touch me, fine!

But get up and do something.

Go for a walk. Call up the girls.

Take a shower.

I don't know. Try doing laundry.

You'll feel better if you do something.

Anything.

I lost my baby too.

You don't see me sitting around feeling sorry for myself.

Life has to move on.

I'm sorry.

I'll be home as soon as I can.

I love you.

-Hey, Sara. -Hey.

Where have you been? When's your due date, again?

I'm so excited to babysit. I bio-chem on Tuesday nights,

-but other than that I'm wide open. -Madison.

-I'm certified in CPR, and-- -Madison, I'm...

I didn't tell you, but...

I'm... so sorry.

And here I was rambling on about it. I'm...

It's fine.

Maybe you could try again.

I should get back to laundry room before somebody steals my machine.

It's fine. Don't worry about it, Mad.

I'll see ya.

Are you okay?

No, no. Actually, I'm not okay.

Are you okay?

No.

Lay it on me.

I lost my baby.

Six months along, and she just stopped.

She stopped growing. Her heart stopped beating.

She just stopped living.

She just was there one day, and the next day, she was gone.

And I'm mad.

I am so mad.

I'm mad all the time.

I'm mad this happened.

I'm mad at my husband, who's basically perfect,

isn't perfect enough.

I'm mad I failed at being a mother.

And the worst part is I'm mad at her.

I'm mad at my daughter for leaving me.

She's the one thing I wanted the most in this world.

How could I be mad at her?

I feel like I don't even know who I am anymore.

Yeah.

Losing someone you love is hard enough.

But, like, you're mourning the part of you that died with them.

Grief makes you do and feel things that you never thought possible.

Did you lose someone?

It still doesn't feel real.

We had so much left to do.

My life wasn't supposed to be this way.

I wasn't supposed to be this way.

I get that.

And you'll do anything to make it go away.

Yeah.

I fear I may have made a deal with the Devil.

Huh.

We've lived in the same building for years.

I'm sorry, this is the first time we've talked.

Me too.

I'm Joni.

Sara. And I know.

-Oh, yeah? -Oh, yeah.

Sisters of 710.

Your potlucks are legendary.

I-- I'm sorry, did, did you say 710?

-Yeah. -You're positive that it's 710?

Yeah.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

I hope I can get there.

Come on.

Oh.

It's fine. It's fine.

You're acting crazy.

What the fuck?

Oh, God.

Okay, I'm not, I'm not fucking crazy.

I'm home.

♪ Listen to me, honey dear ♪

♪ Something's wrong with you I fear ♪

♪ It's getting harder to please you every year ♪

♪ I don't want to make you blue... ♪

I was able to get off early.

I didn't like how we left things earlier.

♪ Like a lot of people I know ♪

♪ Here's what's wrong with you... ♪

It smells amazing in here.

♪ After you get what you want ♪

♪ You don't want it ♪

♪ If I gave you the moon ♪

♪ You'd grow tired of it soon ♪

♪ You're like a baby... ♪

Honey.

She came back to us.

And we didn't even have to try again.

Fuck.

You're not supposed to be here.

You're not supposed to be here.

I know I am not supposed to be here.

Just tell me where Emily is.

You're not supposed to be here.

I know I'm not supposed to be here!

- Just tell me where Emily is! You're not supposed to...

You're not supposed to be... Not supposed to be here...

You're not supposed to be here.

What are you on?

What?

What are you on?

I'm not on anything.

What floor am I on?

You're on two, babe.

Fuck did I get on two?

This place is a labyrinth.

Enjoy your trip.

Oh. Ooops.

Gracie. Hi!

Belinda.

Hey. What's up?

So sorry. Um, I just wanted to remind you

that rent's due tomorrow.

Yeah.

For sure. No problem.

It's just that, um, you know, you were a few days late last month,

and, yeah, just want to make sure you get it in on time.

Yeah. Um, you will get rent tomorrow.

Uh, are you gonna wash that skillet?

Yeah.

I'm just gonna let it soak.

You not going into work tonight?

Called in sick.

Well, you know, I hate to be a bother, but you still owe me

for the power bill last month.

I sent you a payment request,

so if you could just get that to me, that would be great.

Sure.

Thank you for the reminder.

Also, could you move your music stuff and your guitar out of the common area?

I'm doing yoga tomorrow morning, and I really need the space.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm going to go lay down now, though,

if, you know, if that's okay.

Oh, my God, yeah. Oh!

Of course. Just whenever.

You know, but before tomorrow, 'cause I do yoga pretty early.

Yeah.

Got it.

Yeah?

I just wanted to see if you need anything.

Cup of tea, maybe.

You said you weren't feeling well.

And I find that chamomile

always does the trick.

Um, sure.

Okay.

Yeah.

Great.

Thanks.

Hey.

I just wanted to say thanks for making me a cup of tea.

Not a problem.

What are roommates for?

Yeah, and, um, sorry about leaving these in the living room.

I'll get better at that.

Oh, well, thanks for saying so.

Yeah, I just took them off to trim my toenails.

And, anyway, I will get better at picking up the socks next time.

Toenails in the common area?

In the living room? Yeah.

Anyway, um, lots of cream and sugar in my tea, please.

Thanks.

Here you go.

I'll just set this on your nightstand.

Belinda.

Thanks again.

You're a pretty great roommate.

I appreciate you.

I forgot to get the power bill money.

Gracie?

Gracie?

What the fuck?

Belinda.

What the...

What did you...

Did you?

Gracie?

Belinda... this is why you need to do things right the first time.

Okay.

Body. Check.

Last I checked, I just need...

Gracie?

Gracie?

Fuck!

Gracie, come out.

Come out right now!

Come on!

Where the fuck are you?

Get out here!

Bitch!

Gracie.

Gracie.

I apologize.

It was a mistake.

I made a mistake.

Please come out so we can have a discussion.

Gracie, are you in my room?

I've told you not to go into my room.

Label-making psycho bitch!

Soaking is not washing.

Your rent's due, bitch.

Can't you just be considerate?

Oh, my, God.

Can't you just lighten the fuck up?

You label your eggs.

It's insane.

Gracie, I have to.

You won't eat them.

Belinda, you did it on the first day, okay?

You could have waited until I fucked up

before you got all passive-aggressive.

I have a lot of past roommate trauma,

and I need you to respect that and my boundaries.

You could just try to be a normal person,

take all that woo-woo shit you're into

and apply it to your life, not just your blog.

Fuck you.

I help people.

You are a terrible roommate.

I shouldn't even have roommates.

Ugh! You think I want to live with you?

I should be on tour.

I hate you.

I hate you too.

So, now what?

I don't know.

You want to order some Thai?

Hey, guys.

Do you think you could keep it down just a skosh?

I got to work in the morning.

My job requires a lot of focus and attention to detail.

Good night.

Emily?

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Daddy, wake up.

Daddy, wake up. Daddy, wake up.

Daddy, wake up! Daddy, wake up!

Daddy, wake up.

- Help. Help me. - Daddy, wake up.

Emily.

Hey.

There you are.

Oh, you found your jacket.

Thought you might miss our nightly smoke.

I know we only said one a day,

but I'm on my second, waiting for you.

That is a dorky shirt.

You look like shit.

Oh.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey.

You know, I was just kidding.

I didn't mean it.

You look, you look great.

It's not that.

I just...

I, I missed you, and I'm...

I had a really long day.

Tell me about it.

My shift at Phillies was way too long.

Wait, Phillies?

I'm sorry. You work at Phillies, not Conway's?

Conway's?

What's Conway's?

No, weirdo.

I've worked at Phillies for, like, four years.

You know that.

Are you okay?

Yeah. What about Mom and Dad?

Where are they?

Jo, what?

What do you mean, where are they?

Where they've been for years.

At Saint Michael's Cemetery.

Okay, so they're gone here too.

"Gone here too"?

Jo, what is going on?

Did you, like, hit your head or something?

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

I am now.

Just...

...seeing your face makes it all worth it.

You saw me this morning, like you do every morning.

That's the thing, though, Em, I don't.

Where I'm from, you're gone.

You are from here. From Brody.

We grew up at the Benedict.

What do you mean, I'm gone?

You are, um...

- You know, it doesn't matter. - We're together now.

Are you in some kind of trouble or something?

You're scaring me.

No, no, no, no!

Just leave me alone!

- Joni. You're not supposed to be here.

Who is that?

Be not afraid.

Get away from us.

Leave us alone.

Do you even realize what you have done?

I've done nothing wrong.

I just want to be with my sister.

Leave me alone.

Please... Joni, you need to come with me.

No. I just found her.

What's he talking about? What does he want with you?

You should not be here.

Just your presence has caused untold pain.

You are not supposed to be here.

I can't live in a world with her not in it.

Please.

Let this world.

This is not yours.

Everything that you have touched has turned to ash.

You have turned day to night. Up to down.

You have turned the natural to preternatural.

You do not belong here.

That is just a fraction of what you've done by coming here.

You have meddled where you don't belong, used power that is not yours.

I don't care. I don't care. I'd do it again.

The version of you that resides here, the Joni whose life this is

will be home soon, looking for her sister.

I have kept you from yourself all day.

And if you shall meet...

...well, there'll be no fixing this.

I can't lose her again.

I understand your pain, Joni.

But should you choose to stay...

...you'll destroy this world.

Joni, what's happening to me?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Please help her.

I can't.

Only you can.

You must accept your fate.

Please... Joni, make the choice.

Look at me. Look at me.

I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I love you.

I love you. I will always love you.

I love you.

Don't work nights, okay?

Promise me.

Promise.

Joni.

Shit!