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Previously, on Family Law...

Hey, Jerri. Do you have dinner plans?

Sorry. Can't tonight.

Eleanor and I are taking the kids to a play.

The two that still speak to us.

Where would you like Craig to go?

- The SPCA. - SPCA.

So, you're telling me,

after a full year of fighting for him,

neither of you wants Craig?

I was wondering if you'd like to go out tonight.

She's got a date tonight with a hot fireman.

Ooh. A fireman.

Every woman's fantasy.

Not mine.

I'm a recovering alcoholic.

I got fired from my old firm for vomiting

in a courtroom after a bender,

so now I work for my estranged father

and a half-brother who hates me.

I had to move back in with my mother

after getting kicked out of my house.

I temporarily lost custody of my kids,

and I'm in the middle of an awful divorce,

but technically still married,

so when I say it's not you, it's me, I...

But we do have some conditions.

The children can no longer

have any contact with their maternal grandmother.

I live in her house!

Alyse.

- Where's Maggie? - She's gone out.

When will she be back?

When you're not here.

_

_

- Hi. - Hi.

So... good news...

I get Sofia and Nico for a week, starting Friday night.

Oh! Fantastic, sweetheart.

Frank's finally coming to his senses.

He... has conditions.

- You're not allowed to see them. - What? He can't do that.

It's been weeks!

I know, Mom, but I haven't seen them either,

and I need to see my kids

more than you need to see your grandkids.

I don't know why you agreed to this.

I didn't have any choice.

Until this child custody evaluation is over,

Frank calls all the shots.

Well, he can't just kick me out of my own house.

Well, no, of course not.

I'm going to find a hotel for the week.

That's ridiculous.

- It'll cost you a small fortune. - Yep.

But... I'll be with Sofia and Nico.

I'm just gonna stay in child's pose...

forever.

Just hold it closed for me right... right there.

Oh, my god, I loved that book so much.

"Buttercup licked him with her strong, warm tongue."

She's the calf's mother.

What is wrong with you people?

Who's it for, Jerri?

Christina, my eldest.

- She's finally left her husband, Bruce. - I take it that's good news?

Well, he's the reason Eleanor and I haven't seen her in years.

I never understood what she saw in that cretin.

Bruce didn't want his family laying eyes on me at the wedding,

so Eleanor and I got left off the guest list.

As did her godfather.

And she went along with that?

Well, Bruce has been pouring poison in her ear

since they started dating in college.

The worst part is, he hasn't let us meet our granddaughter.

- You have a grandchild? - Lila. She's three.

- Jerri. - Oh, no point dwelling on the past.

What matters is, she's free!

Christina's got her own place and I finally get to spoil Lila.

I'm on my cell if anything comes up.

- Break a leg, Jerri. - Thank you, Winston!

Okay, do you need to go outside?

If you insist on bringing that animal into the office,

you can take it outside to do its business.

Obviously.

I will not have it turning our courtyard into a...

- Toilet? - Exactly, Cecile.

Take Craig outside for his poop.

Hey, Winston.

Could you find me a hotel room for seven nights starting Friday?

- One adult, two kids, two king beds... - You'll need a pool.

Maggie.

- You look great. - Thanks.

It's nice to see you.

Do... Do you want to grab a coffee?

I have an hour before my next patient, we could just...

I have to get to work.

I... just wanted to drop this off.

It's a basic separation agreement.

I found it online.

I... know you're from a family of lawyers,

but I'm... hoping we don't have to go there.

Yeah. No. Of... Of course.

So... read it over,

and if it all looks good,

then sign it, and get it back to me as soon as possible, okay?

Sure.

Ms. Bianchi?

I checked all the downtown hotels with pools,

but they're booked solid... Dental convention.

I told them you were a world-renowned periodontist,

- but they weren't having it. - I like the way you think.

Could you maybe try AirBnBs?

Something close to Nico and Sofia's schools?

On it.

You're gonna be running this firm some day.

Hey.

What happened?

Apparently, leaving Bruce hasn't changed anything.

Christina doesn't want me in my granddaughter's life.

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What'd she say?

She doesn't think having me around Lila

is a good idea.

You... are the best idea. She can't do this to you.

I appreciate the thought,

- but I don't want to make things worse. - Worse how?

You're her grandmother!

And Lila's gonna need you and Eleanor even more,

- if her parents are divorcing. - Abigail, look at me.

You will stay out of it. Is that clear?

- What is all this? - Nothing.

I'm sure we all have work to do.

It's not nothing. Christina is denying Jerri a relationship

with her grandchild.

What kind of a monster would do that?

Except Jerri is trying to make an effort

to be in her daughter and granddaughter's life.

There's nothing we can do if she doesn't want our help.

- No. There has to be precedent. - You heard her... stay out of it.

Oh, and I'll need you to attend a party

at the Wedgewood tomorrow night at seven.

The Wedgewood?

Where I caught Frank in the elevator with that woman.

I didn't choose the venue.

Harveen Virk has been called to the bench.

You will go and kiss the ring on behalf of this firm.

- You know who's good at ring-kissing? - Daniel's going, too.

- You can't make me go. - It's part of the job, Abigail.

And I'm still your supervising lawyer

- for another three weeks. - Uh, 19 days.

Seven hours and three minutes.

Cecil!

Is this about my paralegal certificate?

Because they said it's in the mail.

Dig up every case you can find on grandparents' rights.

I have an appointment, but I want your research

- on my desk by the time I get back. - Did Daniel approve this?

- 'Cause he said... - No, no, no, no.

You can't breathe a word of this to anyone.

It'll be our little secret.

Secrets with you land me in conversion therapy camp.

Good morning.

I'm here to see Daniel Svensson.

Kyle.

What brings you by?

Uh... things, uh... things didn't work out with Harriet.

- Mm. Sorry to hear that. - So, uh...

I went down to the pound to get Craig back,

but he was gone.

And then I see, uh, your pictures online,

and I-I thought, "Naw. M-My lawyer wouldn't steal my dog."

"Steal"? I paid the adoption fee

and took him home from the shelter,

where you left him to be euthanized.

You know, I don't think I like what you're suggesting.

Oh, I didn't mean to suggest.

You threw him away like garbage.

No, no. No. That-That... That was Parker. I would...

I would n...

- Time to go, Kyle. - Well y-you can't just keep him.

I spent thousands on that pug.

- I mean, you owe me. - Get out.

This isn't over.

- Do you have a minute? - Of course, Lucy-Goosey. What's up?

Well, you know Maggie and I split about six months ago and...

I was wondering when you'd come to me.

It's high time you stopped living in limbo.

Well, I'd rather live in limbo, but she came by with this.

Mm. Hmm! She pulled this off the Internet, didn't she?

There's a special place in Hell

for the guy who created Do-It-Yourself divorce kits.

Oh. Excellent. She's not asking

for any obligations towards the child.

- You dodged a bullet there! - Dad.

- Okay. Yeah, we're in good shape. - W-What are you doing?

All of Maggie's terms are in there.

It's not worth the paper it's printed on.

Far easier for me to start from scratch.

Christina?

Yeah.

I'm a lawyer with Svensson and Svensson.

Can I speak with you for a minute?

Jerri Rifkin is one of the most generous,

loving, supportive people I've ever known.

Denying her a relationship with her only grandchild

- just because she's trans... - Is that what she told you?

It's got nothing to do with that.

She hasn't earned the right to be Lila's grandmother.

Now please leave.

But your listing says you have availability.

Seems like grandparents' rights cases come down

to the best interests of the child

and whether contact with the grandparents

is being arbitrarily or unnecessarily withheld.

Okay. Thanks.

You've known Jerri a long time.

She has a good relationship with her other two kids, right?

They came along later. Big age gap.

Mm. You think there could be... any other reason

Christina could be freezing Jerri out?

What... What are you nattering about?

I mean, what if it has nothing to do with her being trans?

I'm sure

Bruce looks for every opportunity

to drive a wedge. He's the possessive type.

It's heartbreaking.

When Christina was little, she came to all our rugby games.

We'd take her for milkshakes... and then the teenage years hit,

and before they could fix things,

she left for college and met numb-nuts.

Tragic, all those missed years between them.

Now who's missing the irony?

I just got a call from Christina.

Apparently, my lawyer... fast talking, dark hair, great shoes...

ambushed her at home.

Well... whoever this lawyer is, she's obviously on your side.

If Eleanor and I had any hope of repairing

our relationship with Christina,

this lawyer just blew it to smithereens!

Maybe this lawyer could help.

I... am taking a mental health day.

- Harry... - Jerri has never taken a day off.

For anything.

Ever.

Who loves his sardines and pumpkin, hmm?

- Kyle Murphy's back. - Get rid of him.

His lawyer's with him.

Put them in the boardroom.

Take this and stay with Craig in my office.

Do not take your eyes off my pug till they're gone.

This smells like rotting seal carcass.

Clark.

Good to see you again.

As I've already told Mr. Murphy, his claim is baseless.

Actually, you knowingly entered into a transaction

without notifying, and/or without the consent, of your client.

He left an asthmatic senior dog at a shelter,

where he knew he would be euthanized.

Come on. You set me up.

Y-You played me like a fiddle to get Craig for yourself.

I can show you detailed notes

of every meeting I had with Mr. Murphy.

All I know is, I spent thousands on legal bills

trying to work out a parenting schedule for Craig with my ex,

and in the end, my scheming lawyer steals my dog.

This is ridiculous.

He's not getting Craig.

Well, maybe...

you know, we could come up with an alternative.

Uh-huh.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Good. Good.

My client is willing to accept $5,300 to settle this matter

and we won't need to get the Law Society involved.

$5,300?

Very specific number. Kyle, what's that?

Rent for two months? Car repairs?

The use of these settlement monies is irrelevant.

You've wasted way too much of my time.

It'll be interesting to see what social media has to say about this.

What will people think when they see

Business in Vancouver's cover boy

breaching his professional responsibilities?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe, "What a nice guy to adopt an elderly dog

some heartless bastard left to be put down"?

Or... "Sleazy lawyer tricks client into giving up his best friend."

This is the picture I'm gonna post with my side of the story.

You know what they say...

He who posts first doesn't get cancelled.

You have 24 hours to consider our offer.

- Good to see you, Harry. - Chip.

Well, ooh, I wouldn't mind wetting my beak

before we get started, if you're pouring.

I don't think so.

You heard from Palmer.

He moved into the Point Grey house today.

- Cecile, are you getting this down? - Oh. Yes, sir.

I got a call from Creighton.

He took possession of the Whistler property.

Hmm. They must've synchronized their Rolexes.

- Sorry. Palmer and Creighton? - The MacMillan Brothers.

They've been fighting over their shared inheritance

- for the last three years. - $50-million estate.

Today, they each took possession

of the properties their late father left them.

- And we represent Creighton? - Correct.

Palmer says he can't open the safe at his house

because Creighton won't turn over the combination.

That's because Creighton insists their father wanted

- him to have the contents. - How does you square that

with the safe being at Palmer's house?

Their father left the combination to it

in a desk drawer in Creighton's house.

No mention of the safe in the will.

- What's in it? - No one knows.

_

I'm off for four days, starting tomorrow.

Why don't you come over? I'll cook you dinner.

Promise, it won't be chili.

I'd love to, but my father's making me go to this party

for a lawyer who just got a judgeship.

- Mm. - Mm-hmm.

I could be your plus-one.

Yeah. Well, that would definitely make it more fun,

but... it's probably not a good idea.

My ex will be there.

Mm. And you don't want to pour more gas on that fire.

Nice.

All right. I better go.

The meeting starts in 20 minutes.

Thanks for this.

Hi.

Christina was our first-born.

I used to bundle her up in the stroller

and walk down to the coffee shop

so Eleanor could sleep.

The miles we put on that thing in Stanley Park...

I don't know... exactly... when I lost her.

Now, the teenage years were tough...

The other two came along.

She left for college, started dating Bruce,

growing more distant.

I guess I wanted to believe she wasn't really transphobic,

that she was being brainwashed...

but now I have to come to terms with it.

My... own child... can't accept me for who I am.

And worse...

She's passing that down to my granddaughter.

Thank you for sharing, Jerri.

Let's all take a little break.

I feel so bad for you, Jerri.

I can't imagine not seeing my grand-babies...

Missing all those precious moments...

ah, the first laugh, the first steps, the first...

Piss off, Pam.

Don't think you're forgiven.

I know you're mad at me

and you have every right to be,

but there's something you need to know.

Christina said

this has nothing to do with you being trans.

What?

What exactly did she say?

Thanks for giving me a lift back to my car.

I was kind of worried you'd never speak to me again.

Oh, we just missed the turn.

The lot's back there.

We're taking a small detour.

Is this the part where you drive me into the forest

and feed me to the bears?

I need to hear the story straight from the source.

I...

I told you exactly what she said, word for word.

Yeah, but it doesn't make any sense...

I haven't "earned the right"?

What does that mean?

And what about Eleanor?

Christina's cut her off, too, because of me.

Maybe you should get some clarity tomorrow?

Showing up at her house without any warning...

Why in heaven's name

would I take that advice from you?

Jerri, maybe you should take a night

to sleep on things.

I won't get a wink of sleep until I deal with this.

Is that...

Eleanor?

Jerri, maybe we should just...

Jerri, I'm sorry. Christina needed help getting settled.

I can't believe this.

How long have you been seeing them behind my back?

I have been trying to smooth things over,

lay the groundwork for you two.

You can't have been trying very hard.

Well, I was starting to get somewhere

till you got the lawyers involved.

I didn't. The lawyer involved herself.

- How could you do this to me? - Jerri, please.

When Christina reached out... how could I say no?

I kn...

I can't.

- I can't. I'm sorry. - Jerri.

Could you call me an Uber?

Obviously, I'm happy to get my kids for the week,

but... my mother's spitting nails.

When can we fix this?

I called Dr. Powell last night.

- She's finished her interviews. - Really?

She doesn't want to talk to my eighth-grade math teacher,

or maybe the guy who leaves flyers in our mailbox?

She thinks her report will take a couple of weeks.

"A couple of weeks"?

To type up a few interviews?

I've never seen a child custody evaluation under 60 pages.

They take time.

Am I gonna see you

at this party for Harveen Virk tonight?

Wouldn't miss it. She was my articling student.

Ah.

- Are you going to bring your fireman? - Uh...

- Frank would lose his mind. - You know... he just might.

Morning, Ms. Bianchi.

Your dress just arrived.

- Thanks, Winston. - Bad news.

All of the AirBnBs you liked are booked.

Those dentists are everywhere.

Abby!

- He's been looking for you. - I need to talk to you, privately.

- Can I put my stuff down first? - No.

Breaching your professional responsibility?

Well, my probation's up in a couple of weeks.

- Maybe Harry'll supervise yours. - Not funny.

Kyle basically threatened

to destroy me online if I don't hand over Craig,

or pay him $5,300.

Oddly specific.

So give him the dog.

He's old. Wheezy.

Go get a puppy with lots of mileage left on him.

Is that what you'd do if someone came after Nico? Hmm?

Just give him up? Have a replacement kid?

Are you seriously comparing...

He doesn't want Craig.

He wants the cash.

Call his bluff.

You seen Jerri?

- She's not in yet. - That's weird.

Yeah, she's always here before me.

Winston, have you heard from Jerri?

Svensson and Svensson. How may I direct your call?

Hi, Jerri.

Where is she? She okay?

I've got an appointment this morning. I should be in around 11.

Got to go. Thanks, Winston.

Hello, Lila.

I'm so happy to meet you.

Ohh.

Who's that shady guy in a hoodie who just left with Craig?

Kidding.

We've got a reservation at the False Creek Yacht Club at seven.

I can't tonight, Dad. I've got...

Not you, this is a father-daughter evening.

Sure, if I don't have to go to that party.

- You're going. I was talking to Lucy. - Sounds good, Dad.

Mr. Svensson? Chip Crombie's here.

The court's directed us

to jointly open the safe and itemize its contents.

Is Palmer willing to grant access to the safe?

If Creighton hands over the combination.

He will, provided the safe is delivered to this office.

Palmer will agree to that,

provided Creighton isn't present when we open it.

That won't be a problem,

as long as Palmer is also absent.

And the safe's opening will be recorded

- and sent to both parties. - Works for us.

Oh, does it? I'm so relieved.

Hey, you know what?

This is gonna be boring.

Why don't we go see a movie instead?

Abigail.

You must be Aidan.

- That's... me. Hi. - Cordelia.

Abby hasn't told me nearly enough about you.

First, a declaration

that the unborn baby is not a child of the marriage.

Second, a waiver of all guardianship rights.

Third, a waiver of all financial obligations

- towards the child. - Maggie's gonna be a single mom...

She's gonna need child care.

She's made it clear she expects nothing from you.

There's nothing in here

that differs from Maggie's intent

in that Mickey Mouse document she gave you.

Okay, but I make a lot more money than she does

and she's not gonna be able to afford that apartment,

especially when she goes on mat leave.

You have me paying half the rent until the end of next month.

Yes. Your half. More than fair.

No, I want to pay full rent for 18 months.

- You don't live there. - Dad, I want to help her.

You have a kind heart...

but whatever concessions you make now

set the precedent.

I guarantee, two years from now,

you won't feel the same way.

Trust me on this, Lucy.

Hey.

This is Aidan.

Aidan, this is my half-brother, Daniel.

- Ah, the road-biker. - You ride?

Mountain biking with friends, when I can.

Meaning 100% less Spandex.

How did you two meet?

- Oh... - I responded to a fire

a couple of weeks ago, at Abby's client's house.

Mm. Our client.

So you're a firefighter?

He most certainly is.

"Mr. December."

We had a lot of fun doing that calendar.

Yes, you did.

Raised over 25 grand for the burn unit at Children's Hospital.

Ahem. Abby, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure.

- I'll be right back. - Take your time.

- What the hell are you doing? - Relax. It's just cranberry and soda.

- You know I'm not talking about that. - Mm?

Bringing your boy-toy into our professional community.

This isn't my community.

My probation's gonna be over next month.

Okay, so. What? You had to humiliate me,

make a fool of yourself on the way out?

Oh, please, Frank, keep talking to me

about humiliating encounters at the Wedgewood.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to get back to Mr. December.

I'd like to see Mr. July top that.

You can stay the night, you know.

I was planning on it...

but I really have to pee.

Oh!

My bad.

Uh, w-want some eggs?

- I think I've got some. - Argonuts are fine.

Abby, this is my roommate... Devon.

- We met. - Did you drink all the milk?

And... this is Beau.

- Hey. - Hi.

We're out of milk.

And what are you gonna do with that?

- Throw it out. - Not in the kitchen, you're not.

Abby. Kyle's coming in this afternoon with his lawyer.

So? Some people call you a lawyer.

I need legal representation at this meeting.

I can't take any chances.

I have actual real work to do today.

I am a partner at this firm and you are on probation.

- As your supervising lawyer... - Ugh! That's Harry, not you.

But fine.

I don't want you stroking out on the floor.

- Hey. How was the party? - Abby brought a date.

You brought Aidan?

- Things must be going well. - You knew about him?

Why am I always the last to know what's going on?

Maybe because you never bother to ask.

How was your date with Dad?

Lila told me she met "Nana" yesterday?

Christina.

I told you to stay out of our lives and Mom knew that.

Don't blame her. It was my idea.

Oh, well, you can tell her,

that if either of you come anywhere near my daughter again,

- I will get a restraining order. - Christina.

Stay away from us.

I just...

I just wanted to see Lila for five minutes.

Excuse me.

I get it.

When Frank first got custody, I missed the kids so much,

I used to park outside their schools

just to catch a glimpse of them.

I can't even imagine.

I'm locked in a battle for Craig right now, and if I lost him...

I love my goddaughter,

but she is completely in the wrong here.

Whatever Christina thinks Jerri did or didn't do,

she still deserves a relationship with her grandchild.

Yes. Finally. Thank you.

And if we have to drag Christina to court...

Whoa, stop.

A court battle's the last thing Jerri needs right now.

We set up a meeting with Christina and her lawyer.

Um, yes to getting them in a room together,

but they need therapists,

not lawyers.

Agreed. And there's only one person here

who can get through to Christina.

Thanks for the vote of confidence, but...

No, not you. Him.

- Those from Marv's? - Mm-hmm.

Haven't been there since I was a kid.

I'm pleased to report

Marv's daughter has taken over the family business.

Harry, I know you're just trying to help, but you don't understand.

So... explain it to me.

Mm!

This tastes exactly like I remember it.

I can almost smell the fresh-cut grass

and the sweaty rugby shirts.

I hated sitting through those games.

That's why Jerri bribed you with the milkshakes.

Well, we both know who gave her that idea.

You know, I think about Abigail coming to those games

when she was little... the mistakes I made.

I didn't get to meet my grandkids until recently,

and I kick myself for not trying harder sooner.

The years I missed...

I'm really happy you and Abby have patched things up.

- I wouldn't go that far. - But this is different.

You're right, it is... I... did nothing.

Wasted 14 years.

Almost missed Sofia and Nico growing up.

But Jerri has tried repeatedly to reach out.

She wants a relationship with you and Lila.

Trying to get a protection order against a loving grandparent

is not in the best interest of the child.

Let me take that for you.

Before I go...

you're going to need a good lawyer

to help you navigate your divorce.

Anyone come to mind?

I've met Bruce.

He'll pull every dirty trick

to weasel out of his responsibilities.

I'd be delighted to hold him accountable...

Pro bono, of course.

- And in exchange... - There it is.

One family session with my daughter, Lucy.

The therapist?

Gotta hand it to you, Harry.

You always seem to find the right incentive.

- I demand to see my dog. - My dog is at the groomer.

How convenient.

My client has given your offer serious consideration.

And he's decided to relinquish all claim to the animal.

Well...

uh...

Good.

Provided your client agrees to never comment...

privately or publicly about Daniel Svensson

or this firm.

Any breach in the terms of this agreement

and we will sue for significant damages.

You can pick up the dog tomorrow, five p.m.

No. He'll bring the dog to my client.

Why? So he can dump him at the pound again?

Jericho Beach. Five p.m.

Vanier Park. Nine a.m.

- Three. - Eleven!

- Noon. - Done.

I grew up walking on eggshells.

I never knew which version of you I'd get.

Sometimes, you were like my best friend...

you know, taking me to the aquarium,

or building pillow forts.

But other times, you wouldn't get out of bed,

or you'd snap at me and Mom for no reason.

The worst was when you were drunk.

Once...

I lined up all my animal figurines from...

from the front door to my bedroom.

I was so excited to surprise you...

but you stumbled in, you started yelling at me...

"Clean up this mess!"

I can still see your face...

just... rage.

I-I don't know where this is coming from. That never happened.

It's really important

that we hear everything Christina wants to share.

You were so much taller than me...

Red-faced, reeking of booze...

I ran to my room, shut the door,

but you were right behind me.

You almost ripped the hinges off.

I hid under my bed.

I still wonder

what you would've done if you'd found me.

Nothing. I-I'd never hurt you.

It couldn't have happened like you're saying.

It didn't.

You hid in your closet. Not under your bed.

Clearly, it happened, because...

you remember it, too, but...

how could I forget something so...

You were black-out drunk.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't know what you remember from those days.

Bringing up painful moments...

What... what good does it do?

It was a long time ago... A long time ago...

And you worked so hard.

Sometimes, our subconscious

represses traumatic events,

to protect us from feelings of guilt

or shame.

Please, I need to know...

did I ever hurt you?

Not physically.

You never laid a hand on any of our kids.

But...

I was so scared of you when you drank.

I didn't realize for years how much that messed me up, but it did...

and I...

I can't let that happen to Lila.

Harry Svensson and Chip Crombie?

Mr. Crombie doesn't work here,

but I can sign for Mr. Svensson.

No. Both of them have to be here

- to sign for it. - Harry.

Chip.

Could you put it in the boardroom, please?

- Okay, Mr. Svensson. We're all set. - Thank you, Cecile.

50 bucks says it's more watches.

I'm not betting today, Chip.

Maybe it's diamonds.

Between the houses, the cars, the bank accounts...

you'd think 25 million each would be enough

for these trust-fund brats.

Nope.

They learned from their father... You can never have enough

and you fight for every last cent.

I'm glad I only have the one kid.

- It'll be a bloodbath when I go. - Oh, yeah.

Can we please get started?

All right.

Right, two turns, to 91.

Left... one turn, to 88.

Back to 17.

Should've taken the bet, Harry.

You would be 50 bucks richer.

My client will require

a professional appraisal on this collection

to determine valuation.

Mine as will.

One issue

Beaver's Den... June, 1979.

One issue Hard Times...

May, 1979.

One issue...

Roughing It in the Bush...

December, 1977.

He's not gonna show.

He never wanted Craig back. All he wanted was the cash.

Sure about that?

You know you could've counter-offered, right?

You didn't even round down to five grand.

Who wants a snack?

I wouldn't mind one.

Oh... right.

So we did manage to find a room with two king beds

- and a pool for the week. - Winston, you're amazing.

- Cecil found it. - It's a Motor Lodge.

- Oh. Well... - In Maple Ridge.

Mm.

It'll be an adventure.

At least the kids and I'll be together, right?

I'd recommend bringing your own sheets.

Where are you going, Jerri?

I need a meeting.

Me too.

Thanks.

I haven't had a drink in 26 years.

Way to go, Jerri.

Congratulations.

Even after all this time,

there's parts of my past I haven't wanted to look at.

When Christina was little, those were tough years.

I was struggling with depression,

self-medicating with alcohol...

I was not a great parent to her.

And even though I know I'm not the same person I was back then,

I have to accept her wishes.

She wants to protect her child,

even if that means from me.

- Heading out? - Yeah, I'm gonna pick up the kids

and we're gonna drive out to the Maple Ridge Motor Lodge.

Mm!

It's gonna be great.

Well, I thought you'd like to know

Christina just agreed to have coffee with me on Sunday.

That's wonderful!

Ah, it's not taking Lila to Stanley Park or anything...

- but it's a start. - Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry I didn't respect your privacy.

No, you're not.

I'm sorry I blew everything up.

We needed blowing up.

5,300 bucks?

- Isn't that weirdly... - Specific? Yes.

Guess what it's for?

Car repairs?

That's pretty close to what my boyfriend spent on his transmission.

No.

His lawyer let slip

Kyle's been invited to workshop his latest screenplay

in Indonesia.

No!

That Hollywood scam?

Yeah.

But what else could I do?

Nothing.

You couldn't risk losing Craig. He's obviously worth every penny.

Hey, Mom. I'm just picking up Sofia and Nico.

Oh, I'm glad I caught you before you drove

all the way to Maple Ridge.

You and the kids can stay at the house.

A friend has kindly offered to take me in

for the week.

Mom, you don't have to do that.

Well, if he was half as handsome,

or half as rich, I wouldn't.

Thank you.

And I'm gonna keep fighting this.

Yes, you will!

Because I will not be kept away from my grandkids.

Be careful with those.

Help!

Maggie?

Maggie?

Okay. It's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

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