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911. What's the emergency?

Hi, um, it's our neighbors.

I think something's wrong.

Can you send someone over, please?

What's going on?

Me and my mom are outside right now.

Their car is here, but nobody's answering the door.

Dee?

Is that why you're worried, ma'am?

No one's answering the door?

Gypsy, Dee Dee, you guys okay?

Well, no.

This morning, I looked at their Facebook,

and on their page...

Dee Dee!

I don't--

there was some real scary posts on it.

And I'm just really worried about them,

and I just need somebody here.

Ma'am, what did the Facebook posts say?

It said, "That bitch is dead."

Dee Dee!

And then, um...

Dee Dee!

"I fucking slashed that pig

"and raped her sweet, innocent daughter.

Her scream was so fucking loud, L.O.L."

Okay, we're gonna send someone over right away.

Mom?

Mom!

You can't just go in there!

Mel, be careful.

Mom, they're here.

- Dee Dee?

Mom?

How does it feel to be in this house?

- Well, Gypsy and I have always loved fairy tales.

But, you know,

I really didn't believe in happy endings

in the real world-- not until now.

It's almost like we're in a Disney movie.

- We love Disney movies.

- Have you seen "Enchanted"?

That princess in the real world?

No, no, I didn't.

- Oh, God.

I got off track. What was the question?

- How did it feel, Dee Dee, when you found out

that Habitat for Humanity was gonna build this house

just for you and Gypsy?

- Getting this house has been a dream come true.

I don't like to dwell on the past,

but when we were homeless after Katrina...

If it wasn't for her,

I tell you...

I don't know what I would have done.

That girl, she is stronger than she looks.

I'm lucky to be her mom.

I was born to be her mom.

And are you excited to be here

and make new friends, Gypsy?

- Oh, yes-- - You bet she is.

- It would be great if we could hear from Gypsy

on how she's feeling.

- Oh, of course.

Hon?

Are you excited to be here,

to make new friends?

- Well...

um, my mom already is my best friend.

But the funny thing is,

a few years ago, she had gave me

this little glass house.

And she said, "One day...

this will be yours."

And now it finally is!

That was great.

My producers are gonna love this.

- Oh, that's good to hear.

I get nervous about these things.

Are you kidding? You guys were awesome.

- Was I good?

- You were perfect.

♪ I wanna be ♪

♪ Inside your heart ♪

♪ That's the place ♪

♪ The place for me ♪

♪ But I can understand ♪

♪ It won't be easy ♪

Hmm.

There we go.

Nice getting it all off.

- I wonder what it would look like

if it grew in.

- Probably be a rat's nest like mine.

Okay.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,

who's the fairest one of all?

- You are! - No, you are.

What's eating at you, huh?

- I just hope that we get to stay this time.

- Oh, we will.

- Yep, that's what you said in Slidell.

- Yeah, okay, I was wrong that time.

This is different.

You know why?

This house don't belong to the government.

They gave it to us.

They even put my name on a piece of paper.

You know what that means?

- That it's ours? Yours and mine?

Ooh.

Just in time for your medicine.

We're gonna live in this house together

for the rest of our lives.

And there are no hurricanes in Missouri.

Did you look at the sky tonight, sweet girl?

And what did you see?

- I saw all the stars hanging up there.

- You remember that night all those years ago?

- The way the Spanish moss was whispered in the trees...

I thought it was a couple of ghosts.

- And I told you to look at the stars

and not those ghosts.

- Because the stars are angels

and the angels protect us.

- And you are my angel.

And you protect me, and I protect you.

Okay.

Power up.

Good night, hon.

- Good night.

- Ooh...

Oh, no.

Yes.

Sleepy baby.

Why are you cheating? Mom, he's cheating!

- Mom, I'm not! - Yes, you are!

- Hey, Trey, Darren.

Take it outside or in your room.

No--

Mom? Mom, let's go.

Lace, I was working until midnight.

I got a fucking headache. - Really?

Is that why you have a headache?

- Just 'cause you saw those people on TV

don't make 'em special.

- I'm just curious.

I mean, the least we can do

is help the new people settle in.

- If you go around going out of your way

trying to be kind to everybody,

people are gonna take advantage of you.

- Fine, I'll go be neighborly on my own.

Enjoy the couch.

I will.

- Mother of the year.

♪ Shine through you ♪

- Oh.

Mom, who is it?

♪ Shine like the star that you are ♪

♪ You are ♪

Oh, hello. You must be our new neighbor.

Yeah. We live across the street.

I'm Lacey.

It's nice to meet you.

Well, come. Come on in.

Come.

- Oh, hey! You must be Gypsy.

- Hi.

- Cool hat. - Oh, thank you.

It's so good to meet you.

Wow, you're a charmer, huh?

- Um, I did see y'all on TV, actually.

Uh, that's sort of why I came over.

Um, I'm doing this volunteer thing

at Springfield Memorial,

and sometimes we like to do

the little girls' makeup over there, cheer 'em up.

It's fun.

And, um, I was just wondering

if Gypsy maybe wants a makeover?

I need the practice, to be honest.

- Well, um... - Yes, please, Mom.

Please? Please, please, please?

- Well, uh, I do have a couple more boxes to unpack.

Just a little touch, okay?

- Oh, yeah.

Man, you are being so good.

You are sitting so still.

Do you like wearing makeup?

- Well, my mom lets me wear it to conventions.

- Cool.

- Your necklace is so pretty.

- Thanks.

My boyfriend gave it to me.

- You have a boyfriend?

- Mm-hmm, I do.

- Um, are you in love?

- Uh...

I mean, he's kind of a dumbass, but...

I don't know, I'll probably, like, marry him

or something one day.

Now, open your eyes wide

and look like, right here.

- Okay. - Hmm.

So...

these convention things,

do you dress up as

Xena the Warrior Princess or something?

No.

- No.

- Um, well, I'm mostly a Disney person.

I-I love Disney,

so I-I-I go as Cinderella sometimes.

But, um, next time I really want to go

as Ariel from "The Little Mermaid."

- Oh, right, 'cause Ariel gets her legs.

Um, didn't--I'm sorry.

- No, no, no, it's okay.

Um, when I was little, I could walk.

- You could?

- Well, that's what my mom says.

Um, and that my dad

made fun of the way I walked, or something?

I don't-- I don't really think

he liked having a kid who was crippled.

But I don't remember that.

I was too little.

- I had a bad dad, too.

- They're missing out.

- That smells good.

That looks really pretty.

Beautiful.

Okay.

Take a look.

Lacey? - Yeah?

- Can we be friends?

- Heck, yeah, we can.

I think it was, like, fate that you moved here.

Hey, Mama.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know, I know.

All right. - Bye.

Bye.

- Did you have a nice visit? - Yeah.

I think her mom was wondering where she was, though.

- It's funny she come over and her mama didn't.

You know what? Maybe I should take a cake or something over.

Start off on the right foot.

- That's a good idea.

Mom, Lacey said--

- Didn't I say you were gonna make friends?

- Yes.

- I worry about making friends, too.

It's so important to make a good impression

on the folks around here so they accept us.

We may not have family,

but there are good people everywhere.

We just have to find them.

Hmm? - Mm-hmm.

- Mom?

- Here, wash all that stuff off of your face.

- But she just did my makeup.

- Hey...

you are far too young

for all of that paint, pretty girl.

It's too grown-up for you.

Now scrub.

Scrub.

- Girls wear makeup, Mom.

- You're not like other girls.

Aw, sweet pea.

I know sometimes you want to be like everybody else.

But you know what?

I like you special.

- I know. - Okay.

Hey, put a smile on that clean face.

Oh.

Aw, that's my baby.

Mm.

Ooh.

- Mom, that's Lacey!

We should go say hi!

We should say hi.

Hey, Lacey! - Oh, hey, Gypsy!

- Hi!

- Oh, this is my boyfriend, Luke.

- Hello. - He's the one

who gave me this necklace.

- Don't forget the rims!

- Yoo-hoo, hello!

- Hi, Luke. Nice to meet you.

- Hello. - Hi.

- You must be Dee Dee. - Oh, yes, I'm Gypsy's mom.

You must be Lacey's.

She might be mine.

- No, but she's wonderful.

- No, she ain't. She talks back.

That's why she's here washing a car

and not at the high school with her friends.

- You're keeping me from a charity fund-raiser.

- Family first.

- Well, you look awful young to be her mom.

- That's a lie if I ever heard one.

- Uh, no, no, I mean it.

- I'm Shelley.

Hello.

- Don't be scared of Mel.

She seem like she bite, but she don't.

- Well, there was that one time.

Come on up.

- Oh, thank you.

- "Sub-man-dig old-yeller-what?"

- Oh, I know it's a hard one.

Submandibular gland surgery.

That's when she had her salivary glands removed

'cause she was choking herself.

She's got the epilepsy,

paraplegia, a heart murmur.

She can barely take anything by mouth

and, well, she's anemic.

- Mm. When my kids got colds at the same time,

I was like, "Lord, take 'em, please.

Find them a good family."

How the heck do you manage?

- Oh, I sleep with one eye open, I suppose.

- Me too.

Can't watch them forever, though, right?

Mel's a great mom,

especially if you believe in tough love.

- I just don't believe in spoiling them.

You got to teach them to fend for themselves

as soon as they can walk.

- Oh, Mel...

Everything is different with my Gypsy.

- Of course.

She ain't well.

- She can't fend for herself.

She'll never be able to.

I have to do everything for her.

That must be a burden to carry.

Oh, it is.

Thank God I'm good at it, though.

Lord knows her daddy wasn't.

I am the only one she has.

If I wasn't around...

Who knows where she'd be?

- Hmm. - She seems lucky to have you.

Anyway, welcome to the neighborhood.

Pretty much what you see is what you get, I guess.

Nice knowing ya.

Yeah, yeah, just get the top.

Just get--no, no, no!

- Put me down! - Hey, watch it!

Ah, stop it!

So dirty.

Knock it off!

Yeah, just get the top.

You want some?

Wait, what? Say that again.

We all know us a few--

- Oh, no! She can't have that!

- She can't have a Coke? - No, she's allergic!

Sugar! A sip, maybe, but a whole Coke--

she could go into shock!

- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

- Oh, I have an EpiPen. How much did she have?

- Oh, she didn't have any.

We've already gone to the ER six times this year.

And as fun as that is, I'd hate to make it seven

before the end of summer.

- Sorry about that.

- Oh... - That's okay. Bye, Lacey.

- You couldn't have known.

Bye, Gypsy...

Now, why do we carry this around with us?

In case I have a reaction.

- Yeah.

And how much sugar is in a can of Coke?

- A lot.

- Mm-hmm.

And what would happen if you had all of that?

- I know, but what if I just had one or two sips?

Just a little sugar.

- Baby...

do you know what a severe reaction looks like?

First, you start coughing and hacking.

And then your whole body gets itchy,

like you're covered with spiders or something.

And then your face blows up like a balloon.

It gets all red and puffy.

And then your throat starts closing up,

and before you know it, my baby's gone.

- I won't-- I won't do it again.

I won't leave you, I promise. - Okay, okay.

- I'm sorry. - I believe you.

I believe you. I believe you. - I'm sorry.

- Oh, you're such a good girl to me, Gypsy Rose.

Oh, we take care of each other, don't we?

Yeah.

Oh, today's been hard.

But tomorrow...

Why don't we do something

that'll cheer us both up, hmm?

Hmm? - Yeah.

- Mm.

I like the pink one.

- Oh.

- Mom. - No.

- No?

- No, you're not getting a laptop.

You can use mine with me there. - No, Mom, not a laptop.

Can I have that necklace?

- That blue one?

Really? - Yeah, really.

Please?

Nobody's watching.

- Look how cute it looks with what you're wearing.

Now, Mom, now.

Mom, what's wrong?

- Mom, I want to go inside. I'm really tired.

- Oh, just a minute.

- Hi, Mel!

- Hey, Gypsy!

- Hi, Mel.

Ooh.

Okay, you go inside. I'll be in in a minute.

Are you going over there?

Can I please come? I want to go.

- No, no, no. - I want to go.

- Don't sass me.

You want to go in, now go in.

Mel?

Uh, hey, Mel?

Um, could I speak to you for a minute?

Mel?

Um, can I talk to you for a minute?

- What?

- Hey!

How you doing, Dee Dee?

- Oh, well, Gypsy's real happy

we ended up in a place with such good neighbors.

I can come back.

- How's that house treating you?

Like it was made just for you, I bet.

- Oh, it was.

That's a joke, Dee Dee.

I should know. I helped build it.

We all did.

That's how Habitat works.

You need something?

- Well, Gypsy and I were just thinking

of whipping something up tonight,

and I looked in the fridge,

and, dang it, we don't have any butter.

So I was wondering if you have any butter

I could borrow.

- No, sorry. I'm watching my figure.

You might have to go down to the store, you know...

pick some up.

Did y'all see "Nancy Grace" last night?

Do you believe that Casey Anthony shit?

Car smells like a dead body for a month

and nobody notices?

I don't pay attention to that shit on TV.

Everybody always acts all shocked.

But personally, if you keep an eye out,

you can tell if somebody's no good.

Remember Tracy's boyfriend?

Jake?

Remember how I called that?

- Maybe you shouldn't talk about that right now.

She don't know them.

- Why, Shelley? Dee Dee might as well get used to the fact

that sooner or later,

everybody knows everything about everyone

in this neighborhood.

Gypsy?

Oh.

Gypsybug?

- Hey, Mom.

Did you have a nice visit with Mel?

Was Lacey there?

- Oh, Gypsybug, I'm having a horrible day.

Oh, I don't feel much like cooking tonight.

- Let's get pizza. Pizza always cheers you up.

- Well, you know what? Maybe we can swing it.

- Yay!

I like Lacey's mom.

She's nice.

- I like her, too.

I don't think she likes me, though.

- Everybody likes you, Mom.

- Oh, you're sweet.

Well, I think on this block...

Mel is the queen bee.

- You and her should be friends.

And then me and Lacey could be friends.

Wouldn't that be fun? - Hmm.

Unfortunately, your mama might have made

a bad first impression.

I don't know quite how to fix it.

- Why don't we invite them over?

You could make gumbo.

Everybody likes your gumbo.

You know what? You're right.

We should make a gumbo...

for all our new neighbors.

We should throw a party they can remember us by.

Hmm?

- A party.

♪ I couldn't have one conversation ♪

♪ If it wasn't for the lies, lies, lies ♪

Hello, everyone.

I'm Dee Dee. How do you do?

- Hi. - That's my daughter, Gypsy.

She just loves playing with the other little kids.

Oh, aren't you sweet?

Thank you for donating.

Oh, that's so sweet of you.

I can't believe how generous all our neighbors are.

It's not my best gumbo, but it's a good gumbo.

Is it good? Have y'all tried it?

It was hell on Earth...

- Mmm. - But I had to go back

because my mama gave me this before she died.

It was a gris-gris. - "Gris-gris"?

- Oh, that's Louisiana for "good-luck charm."

I want to give it to Gypsy one day.

♪ Do you want me now? ♪

Gyspy, how old are you?

Gypsy, what type of seat?

Gypsy, look, a balloon!

Here, baby, look.

Yeah.

Light blue.

♪ Don't try to be an inspiration ♪

♪ Just wasting your time, time, time ♪

♪ You know about the best I'll ever be ♪

♪ See it in your eyes ♪

They are one step closer

to confirming the skeleton found here

is Caylee Anthony,

saying that the bones belong to a little girl.

Turns out the medical examiner says

they're yet to conclude.

Stop.

- Hey, Gypsy. Come hang out with us.

You guys, this is Gypsy.

- Hey, Gypsy. - How's it going?

Hey, Gypsy.

- Okay, you have to help us

keep an eye on things around here.

Seriously, it's like "Desperate Housewives."

There's a lot of stuff going on behind closed doors.

- Your mom lets you watch "Desperate Housewives"?

Uh, yeah. Mm-hmm.

Um, babe, we got to actually get going.

Oh.

We're gonna go see a movie with some of Luke's friends.

Uh, probably something with Megan Fox

and, like, robots blowing up.

- Can I come?

- Um...

actually, I think your mom and all--

she might not...

I'm sorry.

But, you know, I'll see you later, okay?

- Okay. - Uh, thanks for coming.

♪ You're waiting for Jimmy ♪

♪ Down in the alley ♪

♪ You're waiting there for him to come back home ♪

♪ You're waiting down on the corner ♪

♪ And thinking of ways to get back home ♪

♪ Sweet Jane ♪

♪ Sweet Jane ♪

- Oh, he's got no job that I know of.

No money that we ever see. - Oh.

- I should have listened to my mama.

Mothers know.

Damn straight.

Oh, well, look who's up early.

Come on over here, Mel.

Mel, I'm so happy you made it.

It wouldn't be a party without you.

- I don't know about that.

Well, did you try the gumbo, Mel?

We got us a chef here.

- Oh, it's nothing.

You can't get a decent pound of andouille around here

no matter how hard you try.

But I worked it out.

I'll get you some.

♪ Oh, sweet, sweet Jane ♪

Look, Dee Dee.

I ain't one to keep my mouth shut.

You know I saw what y'all were doing at the mall.

- Oh...

Gypsy has a little problem.

She's got the mind of a child. Sometimes she takes things.

- Cut the shit.

I saw you.

I just think it's funny,

this whole "perfect mom" act you got going.

- It's not an act. - Oh, come on, Dee Dee.

You play like you're the saint.

You've got your little girl

helping you steal from the jewelry rack?

- Well...

you're right.

I just...

Gypsy...

she's gonna die young.

She deserves to have nice things once in a while,

and disability just doesn't cover it.

And her father, he just--

- I'm just saying, I think it's pretty funny--

- Gypsy! No!

- Dee Dee, what's wrong? - Oh, shit, she's allergic.

- Okay. - Ow!

- I got to get her to the emergency room!

Everybody, I'm sorry.

Just help yourself. There's food there.

- There but for the grace of God.

That woman has been kicked around, beat up,

and gone through honest-to-God shit.

- She's always had to be careful.

- I know. I'm--I'm sorry.

You remember what happens

if you have an allergic reaction.

Your throat closes up.

You can't breathe.

Your body strangles you.

Five minutes--I could have lost you forever.

Is that what you want?

Why don't you listen to me? - I'll listen.

- You say that.

- Mom, I will.

I'll listen.

Gypsy...

I'm mad because I could have lost you.

I love you.

Oh, jeez, look at us.

Mm.

Hey, Dee Dee.

How's she doing?

- Oh, uh, she's gonna be okay.

Hi, Mel.

- Hey, sweetie.

Up we go.

Here we go.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

What are you doing here?

Well, you bolted so fast, you forgot your wallet.

Don't want you to get pulled over without a license.

- Oh.

Oh, thank you for bringing this.

- Sure thing.

- Um, wait, wait.

I, um...

- Let's just forget it.

I mean, it is what it is, right?

- I don't want people to see us

like they did in Louisiana.

I got...

some--some misdemeanors and such,

and...

I got...

a bad reputation, and...

people treated me like I was nothing, and...

I don't know, something...

went so wrong with my life.

And I don't know where or when...

but that girl, being her mama...

it's the only thing I ever done right.

- 11 years ago,

Lacey's dad started acting real scary.

Stuck the kids in the car and took off.

50 bucks to my name.

I did some shit.

I ain't ashamed,

but I wouldn't put it on my gravestone.

What do you say?

Fresh start?

- I would like a...

I would like a fresh start.

Oh.

Is that my warrant?

Shit.

It's like the North fucking Pole

in here, right?

- Ugh!

Oh, shit.

I think we found Ms. Blanchard.

Let's seal it off.

This is a crime scene, everybody.

- Nobody in or out. - Wait, what's happening?

Back up, please.

Hey. What did you find?

You gonna tell us what's going on now?

- We found Mrs. Blanchard. She's deceased.

- Dee Dee's dead? How?

This is a homicide investigation.

- Oh, my God. - Back up!

What about Gypsy?

Where is Gypsy?

Did you look at the sky tonight, sweet girl?

And what did you see?

I saw all of the stars hanging up there.

You remember that night

all those years ago?

The way the Spanish moss

was whispered in the trees... - Mm.

- I thought it was a couple of ghosts.

- And I told you,

- "Look at those stars..." - "Not the ghosts."

- Because the stars are angels

and the angels protect us.

- And you're my angel.

And you protect me, and I protect you.

Okay.

Gypsy knows better!

She's always had to be careful.

Yeah, I tell her, and I tell her...

- No. - And I tell her.

It's not possible, Mrs. Blanchard.

The PediaSure you give her has a lot of sugar.

Your daughter does not have a sugar allergy.

Well, something's wrong with her!

Mrs. Blanchard, we've checked everything.

Look at my daughter's chart. She's got--

We've been here 15 times.

I understand.

- I was thirsty.

- Get in bed.

Oh...

Bab--baby.

My baby.

Baby, it's okay.