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Seamus.

Try and hide all you want!

I'll find you.

I always do!

Seamus?

Oh, Grace.
Oh, thank God.

I have to get in there
before it's too late.

Please. Please, Grace.

Nice try.

No, goddamn it!

No, please!
Please, Grace!

Please! No!

There you are.

You know what I love about
you, brother of mine?

Even when Dad chews you
up and spits you out...

...you never give up.

Swear to God.
I swear to God!

I swear to God!

Wow. If you don't want it.

What if
it's booby trapped?

Huh. Here I thought
my dad just married some

bimbo gold-digger.

Turns out you're
just a gold-digger.

You okay?

That evil bastard.

Always got to look out
for numero uno, Grace.

Sorry you had to
learn the hard way.

It's mine!

No!

It's mine!

Somebody help!

Vincent?

Vincent!

Oh, my God!
Vincent! Where's my baby?

Vincent!

Oh, Vincent, thank God!

Mommy?

Theo! Where's your brother?

They took him and
hit him in the face.

Who took him?
What are you talking about?

Please, Mom.
You're hurting me.

Where's your goddamn brother?

We going to
yelling party again?

That's a good
way of putting it.

Why we do that?

I don't know, Daddy.

Why are we all spending
a long weekend together

when we all hate
each other so much?

We don't hate
each other, Aphra.

- It's, um...
- Let's go and talk to her.

It's just sometimes
families get complicated

when they miss each
other so much.

Who pretty lady?

That's Liv.

That's the housekeeper's
daughter.

- Aphra's met Birgit before.
- I know.

I just don't think we
should be dividing the world

between the help
and normal people.

I don't.
Don't call her that.

Why call her that when you
can treat her like that, right?

Oh.

Hey. You need to behave.

Hello. Do I ever behave?

Boat's here.
Aphra, sweetheart.

Aphra? Aphra!

What's she
doing over there?

Aphra?

What do you have
in your mouth, honey?

Hey, there might
be lead in it. Aphra.

Spit that out, honey.

Ah! Jesus fucking Christ.

- You okay?
- Do I look okay?

It's fine, it's fine. I'll put
some rubbing alcohol on it

as soon as soon
as we get to the island.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay, sweetheart.

I'm sure you didn't mean it.

Hey. You can't
just eat that stuff.

It's full of icky
things and chemicals.

You understand?

I understand.
I won't do it again, Papa.

I promise.

She has pica, okay?

It's a medical condition.

Ahoy, Galloways.

I know I'm late,
but I've got an excuse.

In fact, I got...

around 15 pounds
of an excuse, huh?

- Theo?
- I got here just in time.

Hey, Mom.

Didn't think you
were going to show.

Neither did I.

All right.
All aboard, Galloway family.

We've got a half-hour ride
to the island on nothing

but beautiful calm seas.

It's going to be a perfect
day for a family reunion.

I really wanted
the French cuffs.

You're already wearing a tie.

Is it a crime to look good?

Plus you're going to
be sweating up a storm.

So Jayden was telling me
about the new VP of Sales,

how he was caught ringing up
expenses at some strip joint.

Says he's going to fire him.

No, he isn't.

The man paid for lap
dances on your dime, dear.

You have fired people for less.
It's kind of a sport for you.

I fire people who
deserve to be fired,

people who don't perform.

Keeps everybody else
on their toes.

Well, in this
political climate...

Well, I don't give a
fuck about your PC bullshit.

I give a fuck about profits,
and so should our son

if he hopes to
take over the business.

If?

Jayden was simply looking out
for everything you've spent

your entire life building,
my love.

You have big shoes to fill,
and he is the only one

in the family who can.

They're here.

I'll be down soon.

You look wonderful.

Thank you, my dear.

Are you excited, honey?

It's beautiful.

Everyone's here.
How lovely.

Welcome.

Theo, my man.

- Hey.
- Stop it with the "uncle" crap.

I didn't know
you were coming.

Gee. Well, I hope
I'm not intruding.

Ah, shut up.
You know what I mean.

- So good to see you.
- Good to see you, too, man.

It's great to see all of you.

Come on.
We've got snacks, drinks.

And after the commemoration
at the shoreline,

we will serve lunch.

- Merle.
- Yeah?

You're more than
welcome to join us.

Thank you kindly,
but fish are jumping

out of the water today,
so I think I'll head down

to the boathouse,
do a little tinkering

on the outboard
and get back out there.

Okay. Shall we?

Spencer will be down shortly.

Liv, your mom's expecting
you in the kitchen.

It's good to see you guys.

Can I help you?

I do know how to
make a sandwich.

Yeah? They teach
you that in college?

Or did they teach you to be
a doctor or a lawyer or...

Mom.

Four years in school,
and you come back here...

A weekend.

- Livinia.
- Oh.

This cannot be your plan B.

It's not.
I promise.

Look at me. I...

I promise you.

I didn't leave the Army just
to serve this crazy family.

Well, if you want to help me,

then you can put fresh
sheets on my bed.

Her Royal Highness wants
me to give up my room.

Where are you going to sleep?

We are going to sleep in
the old servants' quarters.

- Oh.
- Yeah, with the mice.

- Huh.
- And the mold and the cobwebs.

Oh.

Ah.

What's your problem?

Hello?

Jesus.

Scare you?

Sorry. I thought
you might be hungry.

Sneaking up on me
while I'm working.

Turkey bacon club sandwich,
sun dried tomato pesto,

avocado gouda on a freshly
baked sourdough bun.

Your hands dirty?

No. Why?

Thank you.

Oh, looks like you've
got a little something

on your finger there,
dirty birdy.

Merle, what's wrong?

I'm nervous as
a whore in church.

I keep feeling eyes on me.

I don't care what
anyone thinks.

Please just fuck me.

Oh, fuck.

Hey, Mom, why don't I just
sleep on the floor

in one of your rooms?

You are a Galloway.

This is your house.

You will have your old room.

O'Keeffe will take Birgit's.

But she's -

Uh, but she's...

She's an employee.
She can deal.

What are you doing here, Theo?

I didn't know
I needed a reason.

You haven't come to
a reunion in five years.

Yeah, but he's here now so...

You stay out of
this, O'Keeffe.

I'm asking your half-brother
a question.

And I... we...
deserve an answer.

This weekend is hard on me.

It's hard on all of us.

Vincent was my brother.

Is your brother.

Hey, I thought given
it's the 25th anniversary

of Vincent's kidnapping,
I need to be here.

Oh, so this is about you,
about what you need,

about how you feel,

about how Vincent's kidnapping
affected you?

Uh, I have a girlfriend.

Her name's Cassidy.

And she's super-hot,
and we've had sex

pretty much every day
for the past two months.

So I would way rather be
with her than the two of you,

especially if this whole
weekend is just going

to be you fighting.

You have a girlfriend?

Yeah, is that
so hard to believe?

No. I just thought that
you were non-binare now.

You can be both, Mother.

So where'd you two meet?
School?

Oh, no. She's on my swim team.

- That's great.
- Yeah.

- I'm so happy for you.
- Thank you.

You know what? I'm... I'm pretty
stoked about it.

- Bet you are.
- Oh!

We'll have her over for dinner
as soon as we get back.

And, hey, I want you
to know something.

I am way more than just an ally.

You see, I, too, received
comfort in the warm arms

of Sappho once or twice
back in my art school days.

Oh, yeah.

I fancied myself
the Gen-X Anais Nin.

It was Lucy, the sculptor.

She was amazing with her hands.

She had this retrospective at
the Philbrook Museum of Art

in Tulsa, where we
snuck in after hours,

and then, we got naked and...

Okay, let's not do this.

So exciting.

Yeah!

Yeah, now you've got some
snap, don't ya?

Ah.

Y'all come back for
seconds, did you?

You're going to break
this bronco.

Grace, where'd you go?

Oh, no.

Fuck me with a chainsaw.

Fuck.

Who's there?

Goddamn son of a bitch.

Bastards.

Hey.

I'm as busy as a hound in flea
season, so I'd appreciate it

if you'd not all
play tricks on old...

And as kids, we were
told that the spirit

of The Gentleman
touched this tree here,

and that's why it died.

Oh, all these years
I've been coming here,

why have I never
heard this before?

Uh, because it's bullshit.

Ghosts are real. Hello!

So, who is this Gentleman?

Well, the story goes that the
man who built this house died

in the wine cellar under
mysterious circumstances,

and that his spirit, which
we call The Gentleman,

still roams the halls.

Oh. What's he do, exactly?

I don't know.
I've never seen him.

But they say he is
one of the angry ones.

You know what? I should've
brought my Ouija board.

There's got to be
a Ouija app, right?

Not with this
cell service, no.

Should we do a séance?
Like, ask him why he's so angry?

Maybe he was murdered.

This house is not haunted.

I'd know.

Or maybe you're
just not open enough.

Or maybe ghosts are a lot

of people's desperate
attempt to be interesting.

Ah.

If you're just going to canvass

for your gullible
ghoster support group,

let me take the bags.

Well, I'll let you two
get settled in,

and I will see you
at Florence's memorial.

Thank you.

What was that?

- What? That?
- Yeah.

Oh, that's a sniveling,
back-stabbing ass-sucker.

He likes you.
You have to get over this.

He's a good guy.

Don't fall for that
snake's charm offensive.

Better than being offensive.

That selfish prick is doing
everything he can

to take over
my father's business.

Taking over?

Babe, if you and Florence wanted
to run it, you'd be running it.

Look, Christy, it's hard
enough as it is, alright?

Okay. If I agreed to come
out here to this crazy shit,

then you better try to play nice
with me and with everyone else,

including your half-brother.

- And I promise...
- Come on.

...if you're nice to me,
then I'll be nice right back.

Christy, come on.
In the hallway?

- People could see us.
- Come on. Sex is natural.

Sex is good.

Daddy!
I want to go, Daddy!

I don't like it here.

This island is always so scary.

W-What happened?

I just don't like.
I want to go home.

Please, Daddy, can we go home?

- I'd love to, Aphra.
- I wasn't asking you.

Daddy, please.
Bad things.

Let's, um, let's get
to our room, and then,

you can tell me everything
that happened.

And I promise,
it's going to be okay.

Come on.

Why don't you freshen up?

Grab a bottle.

I'll meet you once
I've calmed her down.

Hey, sweetie.

This is completely
unnecessary.

O'Keeffe can sleep on the couch.

Your step-grandma
doesn't seem to think so.

Can I at least help?

Got it.

I didn't know you
were back in the country.

Yeah, um, six months now.

Syria?

Iraq, actually.

Sorry, I should've known that.

Why should you have known that?

I'm just glad you're safe.

I was worried, you in the
Army, stationed over there.

We all were, the whole family.

I'm going to go
get some fresh towels.

Your brother's reunion
starts in five minutes.

Sunshine, you rise,
but you never set.

And the last time we met was
the first time, the last time.

The first, the last.

First sun.

People!

One egg became two,
became my twins.

Romulus and Remus,
wherefore art thou?

Oh, why did you leave
me that night?

This beach, this life,
is not real if you're not here.

Oh, where can you be,
oh, sun, oh, moon, oh, comet,

that left a tail,
a trail of brilliance seared

inside my mind, burned inside
my heart, gone ever too soon.

First, last, sun, child.

Mine.

Maybe we could
all just retire back

to the house for lunch now.

Control yourself,
for Christ's sake!

What the fuck was that?

I'm fine.

I can stand on my own two feet.

Been doing it for
the last 80 years.

Attention.

Attention, everyone.

This weekend marks
the 25th anniversary

of my grandson Vincent's
kidnapping.

I had hoped we would've
found him by now,

which makes this reunion
all the more painful,

because the truth is I'm dying.

What?

This will be my
last weekend on earth.

I'd like to introduce everyone
to Dr. Persephone Trinh.

She is an end-of-life
specialist.

Wait. Wait.
Assisted suicide?

- No.
- No. Dad, you can't do this.

I can, and I will.

I refuse to suffer
the way Annette did.

Dr. Trinh is here
to make sure that

when I shuffle off
this mortal coil,

it's with minimal
pain and suffering.

So, you said you're dying.
From what?

Stage IV lung cancer.

No! No. This isn't happening.

We're going to get you
back to the mainland,

and we're going to get you
in front of a real doctor.

Florence, I have more to say.

Sit and listen.

We used to play
a game every year

to celebrate what it
means to be a Galloway.

And through blood, sweat,
and tears, I hoped to forge

that strength in you,
and in return,

one of you would walk
away with a prize.

And then Vincent was
kidnapped, and we stopped.

But now I've decided to revive
our competition one final time.

Excuse me.
Are you kidding?

You're committing suicide,

and you want me to play
a fucking game?

A series of games.

Competitions.

Each one of you will be
knocked out one by one.

No. No.
Dad, I can't do this.

You don't play,
you can't win.

What are we playing for?

My entire fortune.

What? No. This is insane.
You crazy old man!

I am your wife.

When you die,
everything comes to me.

Not according
to your pre-nup.

Who the hell are you to
talk to me about my pre-nup?

I should be able
to get it first.

- I'm your eldest.
- That's enough!

Enough!

None of you deserves
what I've built.

Not you, Seamus, you
overgrown man-child.

Or you, Florence.

I mean, I've seen better
art in the toilet bowl.

Or you, Jayden.

Did you really think you could
pull the wool over my eyes?

One big fucking wave cost
my company $5 million?

I'm a shipping magnate,
you tugboat captain.

You want my money?

For the first time
in your selfish,

inconsequential fucking
lives, earn it!

The games begin in two hours.

Maybe one of you will
finally make me proud.

It's okay.

It's like, no matter what
I do, it's the same thing.

It's...

I'm a disappointment.

I'm a failure.

No. You are neither
of those things.

Your father is...

My father is going to die.

And I'm never going
to do right by him.

I am his wife!

And he just drops this on me
in front of them all.

I find out he's ending his life
when everyone's there, and now,

we are supposed to fight them

when it's supposed
to be our money!

I'm going to fix this.
I promise.

Dad is dying.

And there's nothing
that I can do about it.

Can't a man get some rest?

You can sleep
when you're dead.

This year's competition.

Yes?

Is it open to all
your descendants?

All.

He can't just unilaterally
decide to do this!

Um, it's his life,
so he kind of can.

Whose side are you on?

I'm not on any side.

If Granddad doesn't
want to die a slow

and painful death,
he shouldn't have to.

Theo, you're a lawyer.

There has to be some
way around this.

Mom, this is a legal will.

I don't care if he wrote
it in his own fucking blood.

We need a workaround,
a loophole.

And you got to find one, okay?
Now.

Grandpa has days left,
and you want to spend

that time fighting,
trying to screw him over

based on some legal
technicalities?

This is your father.

And Vincent was your brother.

And you did nothing.

You stood there, and you
let those bastards take him.

Mom, stop.

You have the nerve to
stand there and judge me?

If I catch you,
I'm going to kill you, Theo!

- No!
- I'm going to kill you!

This is, of course,
the somber anniversary

of your mother's and my wife,
Annette's, passing.

Death brought you into our
lives, Grace, but every day,

you breathe life into
me and this family.

And in recognition of this
boon, this year, I've decided

will be a real treasure hunt

to celebrate what's
gone and what's to come.

All that glitters is gold.

Gold? How much gold?

Hm, about $180,000 worth.

You're not pulling that bullshit
on me like you did last year.

I know not of what you speak.

Giving me a sleeping pill
instead of an aspirin.

The only rule is,
there are no rules.

I'm going to kill you, Theo!

- Help me!
- Get here!

- Mommy! Mommy!
- Get over here!

Help me! Help me, please, Mommy!

Vincent's trying to kill me!

Oh, it's just a toy sword,
you big baby.

No, he's serious!
He said so!

Would somebody get these
goddamn rug rats out of here?

- Could you?
- Of course.

Maybe take the boys
out for some air.

Let's go. Let's go.

Come on.

Now, boys, I want you
to get all your energy out.

Run to the other side of
the island, to Sandy Beach,

and bring me back a shell.

Any shell?

A big one and a pretty one.

Oh, and...

Red's mine!

That's right. It is.

I don't want you
to catch a cold.

Now go on. Play.

I'm going to kill you!
You're dead, Theo!

- It's getting dark out.
- We're almost at the beach.

Come on. We have to go
get Birgit her shells.

Pussy!

Don't call me that!
It's a bad word!

- Pussy! Pussy!
- Ow! Stop!

- Pussy! Pussy!
- Stop! Ow! Ow! Stop!

Fine.

Vincent, wait up!

Vincent, where are you?

Theo, get over here!

Who is that?

Let him go!

That's my brother!

Let him go!

Help! Let me go!
Get off of me!

Theo, help me!

Stop!

I curse God every single day

that they took my Vincent
and not you.

You're a fucking monster.

There's no need for
anyone to suffer

a painful death ever again.

But if you're not ready
or having second thoughts...

we don't have to do this.

With surgery and chemotherapy,

you could live another year,
possibly longer.

So, if you have any doubts,

it's not too late
to change course.

I'm ready.

May I?

Please.

I'll be using the same
PICC line your doctors inserted

for your initial
cancer treatments.

The drugs will be inserted
directly into your heart,

which will speed up the process.

I'll be using a cocktail...

a sedative
and a muscle relaxant.

You will fall asleep,
then stop breathing.

Will I feel anything?

Nothing at all.

Shall I stay with you until...

Well, I need you to
oversee the competition.

There's too much at stake.

Everyone's about to go head
down for the first challenge.

I guess you're not?

Coming back here
was a mistake.

Boat still here?

Probably.

You know, I have a whole life.

I don't need them, or my
grandfather's money or...

Theo.

You're strong, okay?

And I know that this
is none of my business.

Yes, it is.
You're practically family.

Okay.

Then think about your family.

You are young and strong
and selfless.

You're a peacekeeper.

And if you win, you're going
to look out for the others.

But if Grace wins or your
mom, what happens to Seamus?

Or O'Keeffe?

What happens to them?

Who's there?

Annette.

You're here.

Come, Spencer.

With me.

Come, sweetheart.

I'm ready.

I'm... I'm ready.

Who's... who's that?

Who? Who... who are you?

What are you doing?

I don't... I don't think
you should be doing that.

I don't think you should be...

Like Theseus arriving
at the Cretan labyrinth,

Theo is in it to win it.

You are all in it to win it.

Our first game is
an endurance test,

so please pick a rope
and get ready to climb.

You've got this, babe.

Care to share?

Sure.

Thank you.

It's cold out.

Theo? But...

Hello, brother.