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♪ Woke up this morning
Tears in your eyes ♪

♪ Look out your window... ♪

Do you think it's terrible?

It's...

It's smart and
original, just like you.

Cornell would be stupid
not to take you, bro.

You're the stupid one,

thinking you have
a chance in hell.

Hey. Go print out a new one.

I got this.

♪ Jessie is a friend... ♪

You're a fool to
keep encouraging him.

Cornell doesn't take trash.

He's gonna end up a dropout
plumber... just like you.

♪ Jessie's got himself a girl and I want
to make her mine ♪ -

♪ And she's watching him with
those eyes ♪ -

♪ And she's loving him with
that body, I just know it ♪

♪ And he's holding her in his
arms late, late at night ♪

♪ You know, I wish that I had ♪

♪ Jessie's girl ♪

God, what a monster.

I know I am.

No, baby, not...

not you. Your...

Your stepmom. It's...

It's not your fault
that she was so cruel.

I don't know. Maybe I'm
just using it as an excuse,

you know, for my own sickness.

She was sick...

and abusive.

You're trying to get better.

I am.

I really am.

But that's no reason for you
to get roped into all this.

Hey, I... I know what I'm doing.

Look, Tory...

this could get way
more dangerous for you.

There's a cop asking questions.

There's a killer sending
me cryptic messages.

I need you to be certain
that you understand...

We should get married,
like-like, today.

My... my Evidence professor was talking
about spousal privilege in class.

- Okay.
- And if we're married,

they can't compel me
to testify against you.

Tore...

Are you sure about this?

Baby...

I'm in this.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Drew, I've left
you, like, five messages.

I went to the police station
yesterday looking for you.

I feel like a crazy stalker.

Call me back. That'd
be great. Thanks.

Hey, I'm here.
What's the emergency?

-Hi. Great. Hello. Can you please take him?
-Hi. What?

I don't know when I'll be
back, but I will be back.

Text me if you need me and remember
not to put the bottle in the microwave.

Okay, sounds good.

You're not gonna complain, and bitch,
and moan? "Ava, I have my own life."

I'm sure you had plans before you
dropped everything to raise me, so...

Okay. I gotta go, 'cause I have
to bail Nathan out of jail.

You left him overnight?

He is lucky I'm
coming back at all.

You wanna see this shit?

Look at your daddy.

Fuck,
that's tight. Ava!

Fuck, that's tight. Ava!

- Oh, my God. He's trending.
- He's never gonna get another client after this.

- I'm sure it'll be fine.
- Who are you? Why are you being so positive?

- What's wrong? What do you want?
- Fine. Can I have some friends over tonight?

We'll stay in the backyard. We
won't wake up Jack. It'll be fine.

Yeah, it's fine. Just don't let anyone
drunk-hold him. Thank you. I owe you.

-Bye-bye. Say, "Bye, Mama. Love you."
-Bye.

Okay.

Hey. I think we're good.

So...

the killer messaged
you yesterday?

That's, uh...
That's pretty scary.

Might be a good time to
let this all go, right?

No? You're right. Whatever
you wanna do is right.

Look, I know
you're mad at me,

but I'm-I'm just gonna
be straight with you.

After a night in lockup,

a man starts to think.

- Oh, my God.
- Seriously.

And I've never
felt closer to you.

I really feel very, very
close to you right now.

Ow! Fuck!

- God damn it!
- Oh, I'm sorry.

Look, can we just do this now? Let's
just fight and get it over with.

I don't wanna go home and
do it in front of Jack.

We're not going home.

She told me she was a detective
on the Copycat Killer case.

Turns out she was
impersonating a cop.

Oh, great. People who do that
are always sane and good.

If you don't wanna be
here, wait in the car.

I'm doing this. I need
to see what's going on.

Why do you need to
get involved at all?

Because the Copycat
Killer played me, okay?

And that's fine, because he's
a serial killer, all right?

But Drew, or whatever the hell
her name is, is my friend.

And to think she's pulling
one over me too, like...

Drew?

I am going to look her in the
eye, and I'm gonna ask her...

Hmm.

What the hell is going on?

I mean, is there any junk mail? Is there a
receipt around? We just need her real name.

There's nothing here.
Can we just go home, please?

Maybe she didn't have a bunch
of stuff in the first place.

I've been trying to reach her
all night. It doesn't make sense.

She must be wrapped up in some crazy
shit to just leave so unexpectedly.

This is private property.

- Fuck...
- Oh, my God.

Hello, sir. I'm, um...
I'm Ava Bar... ney.

I'm Ava Barney. I'm
a real estate agent.

And this unit would be really
good for my client here.

Uh... No, thanks.

What? I'd be a great tenant.

How long has this
house been vacant?

Because I like to kind
of survey this area,

and I could've sworn someone
was living here last week.

Yeah, till yesterday. She split
in the middle of the night.

With no notice? I mean, what has
ever happened to good renters?

You really gotta vet these
applicants these days.

Background checks, credit score. I
could take a look for you if you want.

I respect people's privacy.

And I got a pretty good eye for
people, nine times out of ten.

What the hell did
I do to this guy?

Olivia seemed like a good one.

And she warned me up front that she can
get called back to sea pretty quick anyhow.

- To sea?
- To see what?

Yeah, those big cruise ships,

they schedule their
hands last-minute.

Oh. Do you remember this
Olivia's last name by any chance?

Like I said,

I respect people's privacy.

Okay. Okay, look.

We have a name, Olivia.
Could be fake, but still...

Doesn't matter. She's at sea.

- She's not on a cruise ship!
- That's what he said.

Will you stop talking?
I need to think.

Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt with
completely normal reactions.

Listen, she has a baby, okay? She's not
just gonna get up and leave out of nowhere.

There is something
about the ocean.

Her idiot dad insists on buying
her all kinds of fancy toys,

but all she wants is this tacky
souvenir from a beach dive bar.

Yep. This is it.

Are you sure?

- Fine. Don't believe me.
- No. I believe you.

Excuse me.

Oh, shit. I think some of these
guys booked me last night.

Yeah. Try not to beat up anyone, and
maybe we'll get out of here safely.

- Hello.
- Hey.

This is busy for
10:00 a.m., huh?

Yeah. Well, you know that new serial
killer struck again last night,

so everyone's in here drinking.

So that's fun. Can
I get you anything?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, we'll get two IPAs, please.

Sure. Hey, listen,
quick question for you.

Do you remember a woman named Olivia,
dark hair, used to hang out at this bar?

Um...

No. That doesn't
ring a bell. Uh...

You look
nervous. Are you lying?

Dude! You're the
tennis tantrum guy.

- Oh, my God...
- Keep it down.

You're all over TikTok. Oh, my
gosh. Can I get a selfie with you?

No. Absolutely not. We're not doing that.

Actually, I'll give you a
selfie if you tell my wife

what she needs to
know about Olivia.

Babe, that's so hot.

Yeah, yeah. And I'll
get in it, too. I'm Ava.

Deal. Okay.

Uh, yeah, I know a
girl named Olivia.

She's one of those
hot-for-cops types.

She's always hanging around here till closing
time looking for somebody to go home with.

My God! Did you ever see
her leave with anybody?

I don't... Mmm.

- Did you signal with your eyes?
- What?

- Feels like you did do a signal.
- See where he just looked?

I'm done with information.

- Thank you, sir.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

The real Detective Stephens

is standing over there.

Look. No, don't look.
Look. No, no, don't look.

-Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
-What?

She must've been having some
relationship with him or affair.

Maybe she stole the case
files from him. I mean...

No, it can't be.

Oh, my God! No, it can't be.

Oh, my God. She couldn't be.

What? It can't be what?

The only person that would
need that information

from those very specific
case files would be...

- the Copycat Killer.
- Yes.

No. I don't think so.

Women are not serial killers.

- Never?
- No.

They're not, like,
the... Eh-eh-eh!

Not those type. A little
too stabby.

Once in a while, you get your Aileen
Wuornos, and that's once in a blue moon.

Kind of vengeful, tortured soul.

But it's...

Hey, this Olivia lady,

what was her general vibe?

Tortured.

He's leaving. We have to go.
We have to go. Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Wait. My selfie. You promised!

- Wow.
- Babe, isn't this so cute?

Starting a new trend.
It's the 24-hour wedding.

- Tory, it looks magical.
- Yeah?

- Hey, I got some great news.
- What?

Gustaf said he can
officiate tonight.

- That's great.
- Yeah. He said we can write our own vows.

Well, I wrote my vows already.

- What? Huh.
- Yeah. Hmm.

- I'm gonna have to get on it then, huh?
- Yeah.

Hey, look, no
pressure or anything,

but is there anyone else you
wanna invite to the ceremony?

- I know it's last-minute, but...
- Nope.

No family you wanna include?

No. Trust me, that
is not a good idea.

Well, what about your-your son?

I just feel bad not including
him. He means so much to you.

I don't really wanna talk about
him right now if you don't mind.

Okay. Well, I can always reach out
to his mom if-if that's helpful.

It's not. And, uh...

don't bring that up again.

I'm sorry. Um...

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

I didn't mean to upset you.

I just want you to feel
loved and supported

on this special day.

And I do. I do.

But, Tory, your family
is my family now.

Okay?

Okay.

Great.

Now, I got an errand to
run before the wedding.

I'm gonna be real quick, okay?

You won't even notice I'm gone.

All right.

He's a cop?

I think he's a dirty cop,
living like this. Are you sure?

I've been wrong about who is and
isn't a cop before, so we'll see.

What's the plan here? H-how are we
gonna get this guy to talk to us?

Uh, I don't know. I'm thinking.

What? You're thinking about it now? Don't
you think you should've thought about...

Detective Stephens, hi. Could
we ask you a few questions?

Yeah. Come on in.

I've been expecting you.

Thank you.

What
do you got for me?

We would like to know

if you know a
woman named Olivia,

and if so, her whereabouts.

Uh...

No. Nope. Doesn't ring a bell.

Oh. Well, thanks for your time.

No. See, but we heard
that you do, though.

Well, you heard wrong.

Well, that answers our
question. We can...

No, see, hypothetically, let's
just say that you know Olivia.

In fact, let's say that you know her
quite well. And hypothetically, let's say

that we know for a fact that she
stole some case files from you

pertaining to the
Copycat Killer.

Well, I can't really discuss anything
related to an ongoing investigation.

You know, it'd be a real shame if an anonymous
call made its way to Internal Affairs

regarding these
missing case files.

Raise some red flags that
a fellow investigator

is possibly aiding and
abetting a serial killer.

She doesn't fit the profile.

- Wow. Seems that you know her.
- Seem like he does.

- Interesting.
- Very interesting.

She is under six foot.
She is right-handed.

She is obsessed with
other serial killers.

That is Olivia, and
you know it, sir.

Are you familiar with
the castle doctrine?

It says that if I were to shoot
someone attempting a home invasion,

there is not a court in this
country that would convict me.

And now, here you are...

in my home.

Right.

- So are we done here?
- Yes. Thank you so much.

-Lovely home. Thank you for your time.
-Thank you so much.

- Show yourself out.
- Yep.

Yes, we will.

Babe, you found
the Copycat Killer.

Okay, I may know who it is,
but I don't know where she is.

I still need to figure that out. Plus, I
keep making friends with serial killers.

That can't really be
a good thing, right?

It's an amazing thing. You go to
the park to look for mom friends,

- and you find a killer?
- I know!

Look, I know I've been a buzzkill
on the murder front lately,

but I see why you
can't quit this.

Uh-uh. What's that look?

I know that look.

Where we going?

- What time is it?
- So ridiculous!

Am I late?

No. The grief support group
is running long again.

I shouldn't be mean. They're going
through a lot. They've lost loved ones,

some of them to murder.

Really? My God.

It's good to see you.

You missed a few meetings. I
was afraid I scared you away.

Oh, I've just been busy.

That's not true,
actually. I, uh...

I thought I was done
with this place, but, um...

You can't control the cravings. You
can only control what you do with them.

It's external triggers.
Be fair to yourself.

I'll give you my number.
Call me anytime you wanna chat.

We're all here for you. We've
been through the same thing.

Matt?

No one cares how my sister died.

It doesn't matter.

You don't matter.

Wait! Matt!

Matt!

- Hey, guys.
- Oh, my God. It's her again.

I heard you say that. Even
though you whispered, I heard it.

- This is my husband, Nathan.
- Hi.

We're not here to
bug you. I have a question.

Do you, by any chance, remember that
woman that pulled me away a few weeks ago?

- Show them a picture of her.
- Why would I have one?

- Your drug dealer?
- Ooh! Does she sell shrooms?

Okay, no, no. Not my drug dealer.
I don't have a drug dealer.

I really need some information on
this woman. It's extremely important.

Do you know anything?

Okay, look, there is
a killer on the loose.

Everyone's a little on edge.

So, you will forgive us
if we have no interest

in getting involved with
whatever mess you're in.

Yo, hey.

You. Yes.

I have... I've got shrooms.

I got a lot of 'em. So, you give
me some info, and I'm gonna...

I'm gonna give
you some for free.

Okay, so I remember, like,
a week before we met you,

she came to the park asking
if any of us knew you.

Yeah. She had your
photo and everything.

Oh, my God. What-what-what
did she want?

Uh... Just to talk to you.

Oh!

So?

The shroomies?

Oh, yeah.

Uh... Here you go.

Don't open those around here.

Just be cool. Yeah, okay.

You had mushrooms?

I think it was an old croissant.

Oh, my God. You were right. This
woman has been targeting me.

This is so fucking dangerous.
I gotta get out of this.

-What?
-We gotta go home. This is not safe anymore.

- You're not gonna stop.
- What do you mean?

- I'm not gonna let you, not now.
- What?

- You're too good at this.
- Babe, that's really sweet, but this is not...

I'm not being sweet, okay?
I'm being serious here.

Look, I used to be
great at tennis.

And I may not be anymore.

- Do you want me to say something?
- Nah. The moment passed.

- Oh.
- The point is that I...

I still know what
greatness looks like,

and you're exceptional.

- Aw.
- Yeah. You were meant to do this.

This is what you always
wanted to do, right?

Yeah, it kind of is.

So, what are we
gonna do about it?

Okay, I guess
first things first,

we find out Olivia's full name

so we can accuse
her anonymously.

- Yes! Let's get your head in the game.
- Yeah? Okay.

Now, think. What are some other
places that you guys went to?

Put your wallet away. My baby
daddy's paying this time.

Ooh! Hi. Excuse me.

Do you think you could
get a receipt for us?

It's from the 28th. We had a 2:00
p.m. reservation at table 14.

Uh, sorry. We don't
really do that.

- She wants to add a tip.
- Mm-hmm.

Uh... All right,
okay. Just one second.

Nice job.

Ooh.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

Okay, let's see.

"Luke Woodsen."

Search.

I got the address. Let's go.

- The tip?
- Oh, yeah.

- The tip.
- Get some... Do you have money?

How many margaritas
did you have?

- There you go.
- Thank you.

- Thank you so much.
- Thank you.

- You gonna take that or what?
- No.

- Hi. Oh, Lola!
- Hi.

Oh, my goodness. You get
cuter and cuter every day.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Sorry. I'm Ava.
I know her mom.

Oh. I'm her mother.

Of course, yes. I know her
biological mother, I mean.

But stepmoms are just as
important as real moms.

I am her biological mother.

Who are you?

Okay, I'm a little confused.

This baby and my baby
are friend babies.

Oh. Our nanny takes
her to the park.

I don't have time for
that because I work.

Sorry. Is your...

Is your nanny named
Olivia by any chance?

- Yes. What is this about?
- Oh, my God.

- You fucking psycho bitch-head lying...
- What?

- Okay, you need to leave my house immediately.
- Not you! I'm sorry.

Olivia. She's... I
thought this was her baby.

She-she told me she
is your baby's mother.

What?!

Okay, well, thank God
she didn't show up today.

I knew I shouldn't have gotten a nanny
off Craigslist, but I was desperate.

You better come
inside. I need to hear the whole story.

- Okay.
- I gotta deal with this.

- Hey, buddy.
- You calling to apologize?

You goaded me. You
fucking goaded me.

I can't believe I listened to you.
I should've listened to my wife,

but now, my life's in
the fucking toilet.

That's it, buddy.
Let it out. Let it all out.

I'm sorry I'm such a
bad influence on you.

I just hate seeing
you so disrespected.

I guess I'm just too
protective of you, you know?

I'm just too goddamn protective.

Okay. But i-it still
doesn't make it right.

No. And you know what?
I wanna make it up to you.

Tory and I, we're actually
moving the wedding up a bit.

It's just gonna be a small
ceremony in your backyard.

But, um, Nathan...

I would be honored

if you would be my best man.

Your best man?

I don't know...

I don't know what to
say. I mean, wha...

Yeah. You know, I'm sensing a lot of
emotions coming up for you right now.

Do you wanna do a feeling share?

Uh, okay, sure. Yeah. Um...

Never been anyone's
best man, uh, before.

I thought you'd ask Nick.

Ah, no. Nick?

Come on, buddy. It's you and me.

Yeah. I see why you
wouldn't ask him.

No one's ever asked
me to be a best man.

I guess that says
a lot about me.

I told you about my dad, and
being an only child, and...

My dad, he was just so goddamn
obsessed about being the best.

Said that, "Nathan,
friends make you weak."

You know, I just... I guess I spent
a lot of time alone, so nobody...

I didn't have a lot of friends,

and, you know, I consider
you my best friend.

Besides my wife. I
mean, she's my...

Ava's my number one best
friend, but you're my...

Sometimes, you could
even say it's tied for one.

I wouldn't say that to her, but I'd say it's Ava...

Well, look, it's Jack and Ava,

and then you're a close number
two best friend of my life.

Whoa.

Anyway, I just
wanna say I-I, uh...

say that it means a lot to me,

and I really appreciate
you asking me to do this,

and I'm not gonna forget it.

You know what? Me, too.

Wow. 4:47 p.m.

I'll always remember
that is the exact time

that you said yes.

Wow. With barely
an hour's notice.

Buddy...

Wait. W...

The ceremony's tonight?

Isn't that why you gave us the house
for the day? I thought Tory told Ava.

No, Ava doesn't know. She
has no idea about this.

Huh. Well, you know
what? Don't worry about it.

It's just gonna be a small, casual,
come-as-you-are sort of thing.

I just wanna make sure you're standing
at my side when we become brothers.

Hey, buddy, could you stay
on the phone another minute?

I just... I wanna do a
gratitude meditation.

Thanks, pal.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ The devil is loose
Oh, the devil is loose ♪

♪ Go and get him ♪

♪ Woo him all day by
singing the blues ♪

♪ Oh, the devil ♪

♪ Dine him all night... ♪

Okay, Ring camera,
what do you have for me?

Here we go. License plate
and face, clear as day.

Okay, we gotta get these
Nextdoor moms on her ass.

-Yeah.
-Say that she, um... gave your daughter gluten.

No! Say she stole some Erewhon
smoothies out of your fridge.

- People freak over those.
- Or we could just tell them she's a potential kidnapper.

- Oh, yeah!
- Yeah.

- No. That's good.
- Yeah.

Okay. Done.

I'll text you updates.

Hey, her name is
Olivia Carter, okay?

- And Stephanie's got the Nextdoor brigade on her...
- We gotta get home.

- Tory?
- Oh, my God. Finally!

Oh, my God. I am so pissed at...

- Ah! You look so beautiful.
- Thanks.

I am so pissed at you. Where's
our child? What's going on?

I took him to Serena's.
It's hard to babysit

when planning a
last-minute wedding.

- Is it?
- Help me finish getting ready? Thank you.

Tory, we need to...
Oh, my God.

You here for the wedding?

Seriously, why did you not
tell me about this wedding?

- I knew you'd freak out.
- Not freaking out.

And here you are, freaking
out. What are you doing?

What are you looking for, something
to strangle me with? What is that?

- Mom's pearl necklace.
- What?

I wore it on my wedding day, and I
always envisioned you wearing it too.

Av, this is...

kinda light for pearls. Did
Mom say these were real?

I don't know. She said her nose,
boobs, and teeth were real, so...

- Right, yeah.
- "Real enough to fool 'em."

Yeah. Okay, here.
Let me put it on you.

I just... My wedding was
put together so last-minute,

I always kinda thought yours
would... be more special than that.

This is special.

You know, you being
here to support me,

and Mom's fake pearls.

But seriously, why are we
rushing this? Are you pregnant?

No. This is actually
kind of your fault,

because your little cop
friend is onto Matt.

My little cop friend?

Yeah. She came to
see me on campus.

Oh, hey. The wedding's out back.

Um, are-are you... Are
you here for Tory or Matt?

I guess it doesn't really
matter. The wedding's so small.

Okay, the truth is I didn't even
know a wedding was happening today.

I just dropped in as
a friend of Ava's.

Sorry. I didn't get your name.

No. She's not a cop. She's not
a real cop. Oh, my gosh. Okay.

I am very kind of almost sure

that she is the Copycat Killer.

- She's the Copycat Killer?
- Yes!

Oh, my God. Holy shit!

No. That-that-that
makes so much sense,

because the Copycat Killer has been
communicating with Matt through the cipher.

She's, like, obsessed with him.

Oh. That's a relief.
She's obsessed with him.

I kinda thought she was obsessed with me,
but... It's fine. It's better this way.

Hold on. Back up. Why is Matt
communicating with the killer?

- I don't think I was supposed to tell you that.
- Oh, my God. Where's Matt?

He said he had to run an errand.

Yeah, I'm sure he did have
to run an errand. I swear...

Babe, your
friend Drew is here.

Drew?

- Yeah.
- Hey, Ava!

- Hi.
- Hi. Oh, my God.

Why are you... What
are you doing here?

- I didn't really expect you.
- Sorry to just drop in.

You didn't tell me that your
sister is getting married today.

Moved on that kinda fast, huh?

Yeah, yeah. No. It's-it's
a 24-hour wedding.

It's, like, a trend where
you get married in 24 hours.

- Yeah, it keeps everyone on their toes.
- Yeah, it's fast.

But I thought you
didn't like her fiancé.

- Uh... I do!
- No.

- No, I do. Do you not?
- I'm his best man.

We all like him. That's
water under the...

- Bridge.
- Yes. So, speaking of him, we're actually...

The ceremony's gonna start. Why
don't you and I catch up tomorrow?

Uh, you know, real quick. So
you don't want Matt Pierce gone?

No. I...

- You don't.
- No.

- No, I don't.
- No.

- We love him.
- No. We're good.

Come on, Ava.

You can drop the act.

You know why I'm here.

I actually don't.
Why are we here?

- Why are we here?
- That's such a good question.

Ava, shut the fuck up.

I heard your voicemails.

I know you know I'm not a cop.

Matty man. Big day...

- Nick!
- There he is. Nick, buddy.

- You look incredible.
- Thank you.

Can you... Yeah.
We're gonna be out...

Can I talk to you for a second?
Can you help me for one minute?

- Tell everybody just to take a seat.
- All right.

Tory and Matt will be right out.

- This is so much fun.
- See you soon.

- Seriously, can we not do this right now?
- See, the thing is

I do feel a little bad
using you to get to Matt.

Because I think we could've
been real friends, Ava. I do.

Except that you've been
protecting the Westside Ripper

- this entire time.
- Okay. Shh. Can we please not...

- What do you want?
- I want the same as you, Ava.

I want Matt gone.

You said it yourself.
He's dangerous.

So, help me take him out.

No. He's different now.

All right,
everyone calm down.

- Matt Pierce...
- Oh, God!

- Oh, my God.
- Oh, God.

- Okay.
- Will always be a threat.

What are you doing?

He just killed again.

Please put down the gun.

Drew Stephens is dead.

Yeah. So where is Matt?

- He's running errands.
- Stop talking to her.

An errand? I have
been following him.

I have proof.

- Okay.
- Jesus!

And I want Matt off the streets.

Wait a minute.

You're left-handed?

Yeah.

You're not the Copycat Killer.

Why would you think that
I'm a serial killer?

- Well...
- You do have a gun pointed at us.

Okay, then who the fuck are you?

All right.

Where's my girl?

- I'm here.
- Here.

Oh, my God. Livvie.

What the hell are
you doing here?

You know her?

She's my ex-wife.

♪ Violent times ♪

♪ Almost lost you in
these violent times ♪

♪ I forgot people
could be so kind ♪

♪ In these violent times ♪

♪ Dollar signs ♪

♪ Almost lost it
chasing dollar signs ♪

♪ Know the cost, but
I forgot the price ♪

♪ Of buying my life ♪