[clicks]
[Deb] Okay.
[Deb sniffles]
Shit.
[radio chatter]
[Deb] Bridget, can you get in here?
I need your help with something.
[Jesse bawling]
[Deb] Hey, Bridge?
[Bridget] I'll be in there in one minute, okay?
I'm trying to put him down.
[man on radio] But, uh, bring a sweater
if you're gonna be out and about.
And perhaps we'll start to...
[Deb] I just need your help for a goddamn second, all right?
[man on radio] So, uh, speaking of getting out...
- [Deb] Bridget. - [Bridget] Mom, seriously.
God.
[man on radio] Hey, Tommy, what do you got happening
for this weekend?
[Tommy]Hey, how are you doing?
We've actually got a lot of great events
coming up this weekend.
If you go down to Philadelphia on Thursday night...
[Deb] Bridget?
[radio chatter]
[zips bag]
Hey, Bridge?
Bridget!
[shushes]
Bridge, can you come in here for a second?
I need your help. I need your help with something.
Which boots do you like?
I think he's cutting another tooth or something.
Which boots? Hurry up.
- Brett's going to be here. - Black.
[Deb] I was thinking the brown.
[Bridget] I don't like the brown.
There are too many straps going on or something.
I like all the straps going on.
I feel like it gives it a little something extra.
[Bridget] So...
Where's he taking you?
Some new place out in Media.
Like Rustica or...
The Rusticana, or something rusticky.
Ooh, it sounds fancy.
[Deb] Well, I'm a fancy girl.
Don't expect to buy me a hamburger
and get a look at the goods.
- Ugh! "The goods"? - [Deb] Right here.
[both chuckle]
[exhales deeply]
Okay.
[Bridget] I'm fat. You can keep the dress.
All I ever wear anymore
are baggy T-shirts and sweatpants anyways.
You're not fat, sweetie. You're stuck in a rut.
Do you know how much weight I gained when I had you?
- No. - Forty-five pounds.
That's a lie.
I'm serious!
I had this crazy, crazy craving all the time.
There was this place...
out on 352 called Wagon Wheel.
It's not there anymore, but it was this big, like...
like Sizzler-type place.
And every night, my friend, Karen G. Russo,
used to pick me up.
And we'd drive over to Wagon Wheel
so that I could get the spicy meatballs,
and I'd top it all off with sour cream.
It took me two goddamn years
to get back to my original weight.
So, you can quit feeling sorry for yourself.
Okay?
Mm.
It's just I want things to go back
to the way they were before.
[chuckles]
They are not gonna go back to the way they were.
You make do with what's left.
[smooching]
- [car horn honking] - Oh, shit, that's him.
Okay.
[Deb] All right. How do I look?
- You look pretty. - Just pretty?
Not drop-dead, or stunning, or beautiful?
You look drop-dead
and stunning and beautiful as always.
- [Deb] Love you, sweetie. - I love you, too.
[smooching]
Don't wait up.
- [Deb] Look at you. - [Brett] Hi.
[Deb] You look handsome.
[gloomy music]
[raindrops pattering]
[Deb] What the hell are you doing out there?
Setting up the lights on the catwalk.
Come on out.
Did you really pick these out yourself?
[Brett] The girl at the counter told me
it's what all the hot mistresses are wearing these days.
Oh, that's really fucking funny.
Come on out, babe.
You're driving me crazy out here.
[Deb] Well, put some music on, for Christ's sake.
There's nothing worse than dancing in the quiet.
[pop music plays]
[Deb] Whoa, go back, go back. I like that one.
This one?
Yeah.
[pop music playing]
[alarm clock blaring]
[clanks]
[radio chatter]
[objects clattering]
[pills rattle]
[radio chatter]
He was in my panty drawer again.
How do you know?
Because they're all over my floor.
What is it with him and the panties, anyway?
[Bridget] I don't know.
Maybe he likes how they feel, or something.
It's weird.
It's not weird, Mom. He's a baby.
[Bridget] He doesn't know what he's doing.
He knows something.
Six drawers in that dresser, he never goes after the socks.
So, um...
- [oven dings] - Tyler texted me...
to see if I wanted to go to dinner with him tonight.
So... Oh, come on, don't make that face.
Can you watch J for me for a couple of hours?
If I have to.
[baby mumbles]
[Deb] Don't let him sweet-talk to you
into starting something up again.
I'm just saying, you get amnesia.
He says one nice thing, takes you out...
Poof! You forget all the shitty things
he has done to you.
Well, at least he's making an effort.
If he was making an effort,
he'd come over to see his son once in a while,
instead of playing video games and scratching his ass.
Oh, Christ, don't say nothing about Brett taking me out, okay?
- [Bridget] I won't. - [Deb] I'm serious, Bridge.
I don't wanna hear her shit right now.
- I won't. Jeez Louise. - [Deb] Yeah?
[Kath] I need some milk.
The boys are about to get up.
Aren't you lucky you live so close to your little sister?
[Deb] I'm not sure how you'd survive without me.
Something tells me I'd manage.
Will you send Terry over to fix the garbage disposal?
Every time I turn it on, it makes this like...
[imitates screeching]
...sound, like there's a cat stuck in there or something.
So, how was your night out with Brett?
What? I didn't say anything.
I saw his car pull up in the driveway
at four in the morning.
- Oh, you. - I thought that was all over.
I don't know why you're thinking about it at all.
- The hell are you doing, Deb? - Hey, you know what? Get out.
Didn't we just have this conversation?
Get out. I don't want to deal with your shit right now.
You're gonna get yourself in trouble
running with a married man.
Sooner or later, you will get caught.
♪ It's where I find Myself again ♪
♪ Carry a laser down the road That I must travel ♪
You know those aren't the lyrics, right?
♪ Carry a laser down the highway of the night ♪
♪ Carry a laser down the road That I must travel ♪
You're torturing those children.
Aunt Kath, I wasn't laughing at you.
Grow the hell up, Deb!
[Terry] What'd she do this time?
Go fix her garbage disposal.
[Terry] What's wrong with it now?
There's a cat stuck in it.
Hey, Cindy?
Cindy!
Hey, Cindy?
[clears throat] Cindy?
[Cindy] What? I'm over here.
Cindy, get over here.
- Paul asked me to restock. - Fuck Paul. Let's go.
[chuckles]
She'll shit herself when she sees it.
[employees cheering]
Oh, my god.
Who got me this? Deb! [Cindy laughs]
Wait till football season starts.
You'll be pulling that thing out
more than your wallet.
- Oh, my god. - [Deb] I'm not wrong.
Uh, sorry to break this up, guys,
but we've got quite the line out there.
[party horn honks]
You want the blueberry, Mrs. Riley?
You usually get the home-style kind.
This is blueberry.
Let me go get the home-style for you, okay?
- [Deb] Pizza! - [knocks on door]
- [Terry] Hey! - [Deb] Hey.
Hey, Patrick, put this on the steps for me, will you?
You're not the boss of me.
[Deb] I'm the boss of everyone. Now put it on the steps.
[Murph] Can I please hold Jesse?
- Need a hand with anything, Deb? - No, beer's on the front steps.
[Murph] And can I show him my new Viking battle sword?
No Viking battle swords.
Remember what happened last time you did that?
He had a bump on his head, the size of an orange.
No, Murph.
Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?
Put that down.
- Hey, Mom. - Hey, Deborah.
- Thanks, Terr. - Yeah.
Do you want to say something?
- Do you? - No.
Okay then.
Looks like you got something on your mind.
Mm-hm.
Where's Bridget?
[Deb] Date night with dipshit.
I don't like that word, Deborah.
Oh, I don't really give a crap, Mom.
Well, are they at least trying to work things out
- for Jesse's sake? - God, I hope not.
I think it would be a good idea
if they tried to patch things up.
No one really cares what you think.
Haven't you learned that by now?
[Kath] Hey, cut it out.
Cut it out. Make yourself useful.
Get the drinks ready or something.
[Deb] Yes, sir.
Idiot.
[Deb] Goofball. [Deb shrieks]
[announcer 1] One on.
Right back in the third base! In the second base!
Double play!
[Peggy grunts]
[utensils clink]
Are you at least gonna apologize for lying about Brett?
[Deb groans]
Katherine Margaret Tate,
I'm truly, deeply sorry for my behavior.
Yeah, you really sound like it.
Just everything with you turns into a goddamn lesson, you know.
I get tired of hearing that shit after a while.
Do you think I want to do that?
Do you think I want to look out my window
- to see if he's coming over? - I don't know.
You do it all the time, so you must not hate it.
Maybe you're bored with your own life,
you got to spy on mine.
[Kath] Okay, you know what?
I do it because I care about you.
And God forbid, Mom finds out you're going with a married man.
Oh, God forbid. Oh, God forbid. Amen.
Holy Family might kick her out of the Parish Bridge Club.
Or, oh, Father Cassano might not let me receive the Eucharist.
You haven't gone to mass in years, Deb.
Because they look at me like I'm some kind of leper there.
[bottle cap clinks]
Remember when I was pregnant with Bridge,
I used to walk in and see all of Mom's friends
pointing at me whispering...
[chitters]
...like little asshole mice.
[Kath] Don't be so dramatic.
Try looking at it from the other side.
He's got a wife and three young children.
They made a commitment to each other.
You're living in the Stone Ages,
you know that?
What's that supposed to mean?
What it means is, when you get to the altar,
and you promise to love and honor
all the days of your life, it doesn't mean what it used to.
Okay? It's not practical.
Well, worked for Terr and I, didn't it?
Well, you know why it worked?
Because you never experienced anything else.
How do you know if what you got
is the best thing in the whole world?
Terry.
Terry's dick...
is the only dick you've ever seen.
Oh, my god.
Who else's?
Oh, my god, Kevin Kramer. [gasps]
Kevin Kramer?
Was it as big as they say?
Carrie Manfry said he had a hose.
Do you always have to be so crude?
And what, you're proud that you slept
with half the men in Delaware County?
- Not proud, no. - [Peggy] Kath?
- I'll have my coffee now. - Okay. Just a sec.
But I know what's good and what's not
'cause I've been around a few times.
- Oh, congratulations. - [giggles]
Okay, what if someone else came along?
Someone else like Tom Selleck?
Yes.
Tom Selleck walks into this kitchen right now,
he says, "Kathy, I gotta hard-on.
- Take you upstairs..." - [both laugh]
"Kath, I've got a hard-on."
Wait.
"Kath, I've got a hard-on. Take you upstairs.
Go down on you for an hour." Would you say...
Would you say,
"Tom, I'd like to fuck your brains out,
but I made a promise to Terry at the altar."
Yes, I actually would.
Bullshit.
- Bullshit. - Oh, god!
Oh, god, you probably would.
That's even more depressing.
[calm music]
[Jesse crying]
[Deb] Bridge!
[Jesse wailing]
[Deb] Bridget!
Bridget!
[Jesse wailing]
Oh, Jesus fucking Christ.
Oh, come on. Okay.
[wailing]
[Deb] All right. Okay.
Oh, goddamn it.
[line ringing]
[Bridget through recording] Hey, this is Bridget
- and Jesse. Leave us a message. - [beeps]
Bridget, it's 8:20.
I don't give a shit how hungover you are.
You get your ass home.
I'm not your personal babysitter.
[Jesse crying]
- No. - [phone clanks]
Come on.
[Jesse bawling]
[bawling continues]
Hi, Aunt Deb.
- [Deb] Hey, Kath? - Down here.
No, I already paid for that.
- What, with cash? - [approaching footsteps]
[Terry] Yeah, 700 dollars.
[Deb] I need you to watch him for a little while.
Bridget didn't come home last night.
- What's going on? - I can't get ahold of her.
Don't do anything stupid, Deb.
I'll get my keys.
[loud knock]
[Carol] All right. All right. I'm coming. Jesus.
- Can I help you? - Where's Bridget?
[Carol] How would I know where she is?
[Deb] She went out with Ty last night
and she never came home, so I assume she slept here.
- [Carol] She never slept here. - Where's Tyler?
[Carol] Out with some friends.
Hey, you can't just barge in here like that, Deb!
Hey, Carol.
[Carol] You'd better get her out of here.
I'm going to call the cops on her ass!
- Where's Bridget? - [coughing]
You got 15 seconds to get out, or I'm calling the cops, Deb!
Tell me where she is, and I'll leave.
What did you do that for?
[Tyler] I don't know where the hell she is.
I dropped her off at Jenna's house.
Dropped her off at Jenna's house?
- [Tyler] Jenna Cunningham. - Why?
All right, we got into an argument
- at dinner... - [Carol] Down to ten!
Shut up, Mom!
And she didn't want to go home.
The girls were all hanging out over there,
so I dropped her off.
[Tyler] Jeez, you crazy bitch.
What did you call me?
You're a piece of trash, you know that?
- Five seconds. - You're fucking trash.
All right, come on, Deb. Let's go.
- I'm trash? - [Deb] Yeah, you're trash.
You're a dirty skank who has phone sex
with all her boyfriends.
I'm trash.
[boys laugh]
Yeah, Bridget told me she could barely sleep
because she'd hear her mom fingering herself all night.
Why don't you ever come by and see your son, huh?
Because you're a piece of trash.
Because I know you're going to be there!
- His brain is about trashed. - [Carol] That's it. I'm calling.
- Get the fuck out of here. - Call them, Carol.
- Fucking call them! - [cell phone beeping]
- [Terry] Come on. - [Carol] Fuck you!
- Deb, you can't just go busting - Fuck you, Carol.
into people's house like that, you know that?
Now, where are you going?
She got here at around ten.
[Jenna] I guess.
She was upset.
Said she had another fight with Tyler.
We had a few drinks.
She left at around midnight, I guess.
So, she was just gonna walk home?
It's got to be over three miles.
[Jenna] That's what I said.
No, I said she should just sleep here,
and I'd drive her home in the morning.
But, um, she said you'd be mad
if you woke up and had to take care of Jesse, so...
she left.
[gloomy music]
[sighs]
[Morris] What about Bridget's father?
[Deb] He's not around.
How long has that been the case?
Since he found out I was pregnant 17 years ago,
he never wanted anything to do with her, so...
[Peggy] Deb, would you sit down, please?
[Morris clears throat] Where is he?
- Where is he living now? - South Carolina, Florida.
Look, you're wasting your time with him, okay?
Tyler Hanrick,
this is who you need to be looking at.
They got into an argument last night.
He admitted that.
He never wanted her to have Jesse in the first place.
And he has been violent with her before.
What... What do you mean he has been violent?
[Deb] I mean, he has hit her.
More than once.
And Bridget never liked telling me all the shit he did.
[Deb] So, if it was more than once,
you can bet it was a lot more than that.
[Morris] Has an Incident Report ever been filed?
[Deb] No, I told her to file one,
but she wasn't going to do that to the father of her kid.
What I'm saying is all the boxes are checked off here. Okay?
[Peggy] Deborah, would you just please sit down?
Mom, if you tell me to fucking sit down
one more fucking time, I swear to God...
Kath, can you just get her out of here?
[Deb] Because I can't fucking deal with it right now, Mom.
We, uh, we understand what you're trying to say,
but Tyler claims he got in from the date around 10:30 p.m.,
and he stayed inside the rest of the night.
- His parents said the same. - [Deb] Oh, big fucking surprise.
They'll say anything to protect him.
They will say any fucking bullshit to protect him.
They're fucking trash, those people, okay?
Right. [clears throat]
Is there anyone else you can think of,
- besides Tyler... - [Deb groans]
...that would have a reason to hurt her?
[Deb] There's no one else. Right?
[Morris] Okay.
Look, if you think of anything else, let us know.
In the meantime,
we have her photo in all of our patrol cars.
- Chester and Bucks County, too. - [Deb sighs]
If she is out there, we're going to find her.
What did you say?
I said, if she is out there, we are gonna find her.
So, we're just supposed to sit here and wait?
Yeah?
[Deb] What are we supposed to do? I mean, just...
[Morris] We will call you, Deb. Okay?
- As soon as we get something. - Okay.
- I promise. - Okay.
You do that. Yeah.
Thank you very much.
Okay, um, you all have a good night.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Okay.
[tense music]
[Morris sighs] [Morris] Okay.
We're gonna split you all up into four groups.
Vans are waiting outside
to transport you to the search areas.
And once you're there, listen to your group leader.
If you find something that you think
might be evidence,
do not touch or move the item.
Please, notify your group leader,
and we will process it.
Okay?
[breathes sharply]
Miss Callahan, anything you want to add, by chance?
- Deb. - [sniffles]
Go on up.
Want me to...
It's been, uh... [clears throat]
It's been three days since we last saw Bridget.
She left home around seven.
[Deb] She was wearing a pink sweatshirt
and white sneakers.
She had her hair colored a few days ago,
so it's a little lighter now, little more blonde.
But not much.
This is a mother's worst nightmare.
To know that your daughter's out there somewhere,
and that she's calling for you, you can't get to her to help...
[softly] I'm sorry.
[sobs]
I miss my daughter.
Her son misses his mom.
We just want to find her and bring her home.
Okay?
[Deb] Bridge loves animals.
Especially horses.
She used to volunteer over at Willowmay Stables.
And this is Clover.
Bridget's grandfather bought her for her
on her 12th birthday.
[reporter] If Bridget's out there watching right now,
what would you like to say to her?
[Deb] Just that I love her.
That I'm always with her.
[Peggy] You have to eat something, Deb.
You're scaring us.
[plate clanks]
Now, I am going to stand here until you eat that,
and I am not going to let you up
until it's done.
[cell phone ringing]
Deb, where are you going?
[Deb] Cigarettes. I'll be right back.
[door closes]
Oh, Jesus, Deb.
Just... I don't even know what to say.
I just can't even imagine.
[Brett] Deb.
- Deb. - [Deb moans]
Stop.
[Brett] Deb.
Will you come and stay with me?
This week's really tough.
The regional manager's in town...
I... I can't... I can't take another day
of just sitting around with my family.
I just... Will you just come stay with me,
so I don't feel so goddamn alone?
Please.
Okay.
[Brett] Saturday.
I'll come stay with you on Saturday.
[somber music]
[raindrops pattering]
Okay.
Try and get some sleep.
[door opens]
[Deb] Hey, it's me.
Uh, just wondering when you're going to be here.
Call me back, okay?
[phone beeps, thuds]
We get one night together in the past month,
and you decide to show up late?
Fuck you, Brett. Fuck you.
Fuck you.
[phone thuds]
[Deb]If you don't call me back in 30 seconds,
I'm going to drive over there and tell your wife
how you begged me to let you come inside me
because she wouldn't let you do that anymore.
Thirty seconds.
[television chatter]
[car horn honking]
[keys jangling]
[Deb] Fuck!
[lock clanking]
[door closes]
[objects clank]
[bottles clinking]
[clattering]
[Deb] Want some coffee?
Deb, what the hell? Jesus Christ.
[Brett] You need to leave.
[Deb grunts]
- [Deb yells] - [shatters]
[shouts]
[shatters]
Get out of my house.
[Brett's wife] What? You think you're special?
You think you're the first one of his whores
who has come to my house?
[Brett groans]
[tires screeching]
[ominous music]
[zooming]
- [banging] - [Deb whimpers]
[smoke hissing]
[approaching footsteps]
[foreboding music]
[stove knob clicks]
J, it's 7:15. Get moving. Come on!
[Jesse] Where are my clothes?
I left them on your dresser.
[approaching footsteps]
- Morning, babe. - Hey.
How about some eggs and sausage, huh?
I'm playing poker over at Timmy's later.
Was going to call Terry to see if he wanted to join.
[Deb] That's a good idea.
So you won't be home for dinner?
No, I want to have something before I go.
I don't want to eat that fast food shit
they got over there all the time.
Twists up my stomach.
[Deb] J and I are gonna go over to Kath's house, I think.
Make something up for me before you leave, then.
J, it's time to get moving!
You're gonna miss the bus again. Hurry up.
[approaching footsteps]
Why does your grandmother always got to scream at you
to get you moving?
Because I'm tired.
You're tired because you're up all night playing video games.
Cut that shit out.
Your ass will be running down those stairs every morning.
[Deb] Want some cereal, hon?
Mm-hm.
Put that thing away.
- Why? - [cereal rattles]
Because I said so. That's the only reason you need.
[device beeping]
[Ray] Don't look at her. I told you to put it away.
All right.
Hey!
You're gonna learn to listen to me.
And until you do, it's going to stay up here.
Yeah?
[Jesse] Why is he always taking away my things?
Ray likes to be in charge, okay?
It makes him feel good to be the boss of everything.
It's annoying.
Well, you don't have to be
a shit all the time either, you know?
I'm not a shit.
Not all the time.
Look, Ray's a hemorrhoid.
[Jesse] What's a hemorrhoid?
A pain in your ass that doesn't go away.
But he's a hemorrhoid who's paying for the house,
and the groceries,
and the bills while I'm in school,
so we have to put up with some of his bad qualities.
Do you have to keep dating him?
Can't you find someone better?
Well, that's the thing. There is no one better.
They're all the same.
Sweet and charming when they're chasing after you,
then after they got you...
[blows raspberry]
...all that good stuff flies out of the window.
You're not gonna marry him, are you?
Ray?
God, no.
I'm not marrying anyone.
Besides, Ray farts in his sleep.
[chuckles]
Fill out the Taxes column by using a formula
that calculates 35 percent of the gross pay.
[keyboards clacking]
What's the problem now, Deb?
[Deb] Nothing, um...
Did you... Did you say 35 percent?
Mm-hm.
And fill out the Net Pay by using a formula
that subtracts 35 percent from the gross pay.
[keyboard clacks]
[Deb] Wait. Shit.
Something just happened. It all just went... Poof!
"Poof"?
Has anybody here ever seen their computer go "poof" before?
[students laugh]
Can somebody please volunteer to help Deb out,
so she doesn't keep on slowing us down?
- [keyboard clacks] - [Walters] Thank you.
Thank you.
[Deb] Is it serious?
[Kath] He's 16.
I had Bridget when I was 16.
[Kath] Oh, I reminded him of that.
[Deb] Oh, shit, he's in love.
Hope she's not with him
just because he's the big swinging dick football star.
- Ew. - Ew.
And no, she's not like you.
Ouch.
[sighs]
So, how is Ray?
Ray is Ray. You know.
Heard you fighting the other night.
And?
And I've been hearing that a lot lately.
So, buy a set of earplugs, Kath.
Is it going anywhere?
- It's been over a year. - Oh, Jesus Christ.
I'm sitting here doing you a favor
cutting out stupid-ass footballs.
You really gonna start in on me?
- [Peggy] What's going on? - [Deb] Don't.
You talk to her.
All I did was mention Ray.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
[Peggy] Is that going anywhere, Deborah?
Do you see what you just started, Kath?
[Peggy] Well, we all think that he's pulling you away from us.
[Deb] "We all"?
What, you all got together behind my back?
No, not behind your back.
We were all together at Murph's football game,
and Ray's name came up,
and we all came up with the same idea about him.
Which was what?
He likes to control you,
and that's pulling you away from us.
[Deb] Do you know what's pulling me away from you, Ma?
- Ray. - Not Ray.
You assholes fucking interrogating me
all the goddamn time.
Were you in on this little Ray powwow thing, too?
- Huh? - "Huh? Huh?"
- You fucking heard what I said. - [Kath] Just ignore her, Terry.
All right, leave me alone, Deb. I'm trying to watch the game.
Did Ray come over here earlier
to see if you wanted to play poker?
Yeah, yeah. He called over earlier, yeah.
[Deb] Yeah, so why didn't you go?
Uh, I don't know. I'm tired?
You know, I've been working all week.
[Deb] Do you think you're better than him? Is that it?
What the hell are you even talking about, Deb? Really?
Is that what you're gonna go with me?
- We support you. That's all. - Support me?
[Deb] When have you ever fucking supported...
Name one fucking time, Mom!
You name one time when I haven't.
Do you want me to sit here and start rattling them off?
Because I'm very happy to do that.
Do you want me to do that? No.
No. Because then everyone would know
what a fucking hypocrite and a fucking fraud you are.
What have I ever done to you, Deb?
- [Deb] Oh, god! - What is it that I've done
that has made you hate me so much?
My whole life, you've tried to silence me,
- because I didn't fit in - Silence you? Good lord.
- to what you wanted me to be. - I couldn't silence you
- if I try, nobody could! - And all you ever did
was made me feel shitty about feeling good.
The only fucking person, damn it!
The only person, the only...
Oh, here you go again about your father.
The only person who ever
- understood you, right? - [Deb] Yes! Yes!
The only person who ever loved you!
Yes! Oh, there you go, tuning me out again.
And you never answered my fucking question.
You want to know why I didn't play poker?
[Deb] I just fucking asked you that, didn't I? Yes!
'Cause Tim Haggerty's an asshole. Okay? All those guys
- Ray hangs out with, - Maybe you're the asshole!
- they're all fucking assholes... - Did you ever think about that?
Maybe you're the fucking asshole.
- I'm the fucking asshole? - [Deb] Yeah!
You know what, Kath? Get her out of my house.
Oh, you want me to get out of your house?
Yes! Please get the fuck out of my house!
You want me to leave? Fine. Fuck you.
- Okay, cool. - [Deb] Fuck you all.
[door slams]
[Deb] Jesse, let's go!
Your aunt's kicking us out of her house.
[Jesse] But I wanted to play Nerf.
Now!
[door slams]
[computer mouse clicks]
[exhales sharply]
[Deb] Wanna get the other side, Mom?
[Peggy] Uh-huh.
Here.
Are you going to put in 22?
Yeah.
So, where's Ray, Deb?
At the refinery, Mom.
Don't start. Not today.
Okay? Not today.
- Can I have cake now? - Not now.
- It's not ready. - But I'm starving.
[Deb] It's not ready, okay? Just sit down.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...
So I just want to thank everyone
for making it out again this year.
Today, Bridget would've been 22 years old.
More than anything,
I just want her to know that we still love her.
that we haven't forgotten about her,
and that we're still hunting down the answers.
Happy Birthday, Bridge.
[light music]
[leaves rustling]
[announcer] Second down, 17 yards to go in the quarter...
[audience cheering]
- [man 1] Go! - [man 2] Come on!
[audience clamoring]
- [referee whistles] - [all cheer]
Attaboy, Murph!
[cheering]
I'm going to go get a soda. Do you guys want anything?
- Can I have a hotdog? - Sure.
[Deb] No?
[audience cheering]
[indistinct shout]
[announcer chattering]
[Ray] Who were you talking to?
Huh?
At the snack stand, you were talking to some guy.
Oh, Matt Carter.
We went to high school together.
Must be funny, huh?
Class clown, the way you were laughing.
Whatever you're getting at,
I wish you would just hurry up and get at it
instead of talking all the time about it.
[brake squeals]
- [thumps] - Ah!
Everybody told me about you,
to stay away from you, Deb.
[Ray] You want me to keep paying for your house and your car,
and your fancy fucking haircuts,
then your attitude's gonna change.
Do you understand?
[gloomy music]
[Jesse] Why do I even have to see him?
[Deb] 'Cause he's your dad.
Not really.
I mean, he has never been around or done anything
like dads are supposed to do.
I know.
One day, you're gonna come to me,
and you're gonna wanna know what he was like,
and if he did skateboarding...
[firecracker whistles]
...played basketball,
and you're gonna have all these questions
about why you are who you are.
So, think of it as me covering my ass, okay?
Hey, little man.
Brought you some bottle rockets.
It's been a while, huh?
It's good to see you. It's good to see you.
[Tyler] You got so big. Look at you.
[clinking]
[Deb] I quit.
I wish I could.
Thanks for bringing him to see me.
So you're living down in Florida now?
Yeah. Sober living house for now.
But if things go right,
Kaylee and me are gonna get our own apartment.
She seems really sweet, Tyler.
I'm happy for you.
You really fucked me up.
You know that?
All that shit you made up
about me being abusive to Bridget.
[Tyler] Everyone looked at me different after that.
No one ever laid a finger on her.
I swear, half the shit I got going on right now
is because of what happened back then.
I was in a really...
bad place.
Goddamn, I lost my daughter.
I was looking for someone to blame.
You were just an easy target.
I'm sorry.
[sharp inhale] My mom came down to visit and...
brought a bunch of old pictures.
[Deb] Oh, yeah?
[somber music]
No, you keep it.
And you can even cut me out of it if you want.
- I don't care. - Thank you.
[breathes deeply]
- You don't still think... - No.
No.
I stopped thinking that a long time ago.
I appreciate you raising him.
Who knows?
Maybe one day, I can put all this shit behind me
and be more a part of his life.
[breathes deeply]
Is he a good kid?
I mean, he's not a troublemaker or a smart-ass, is he?
He's a really good kid. Really good kid.
- [Tyler] That's good. - [Deb] Yeah.
[chuckling]
Picked you up something on the way over.
Do you like Warheads?
Got plenty of those in there,
and some Nerds Ropes and Lemonheads, too.
My gran says I'm not allowed to eat junk.
You can have it this time, sweetie, say "thank you."
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Be good and listen to what your gran says, okay?
Okay.
I love you.
Okay.
And keep in touch, Tyler.
I will.
See you soon, I hope.
[somber music]
[engine starts]
[door creaks]
[somber music]
[door opens]
[somber music]
[somber music continues]
[pop music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Paul] Hey, Deb!
Oh, god, this is trouble.
Let me transfer my last two tables, okay?
[Ray] Don't eat that.
[Deb] What are you talking about?
It's gonna get cold.
What time did you get in last night?
Last night, I don't know.
- Eleven? - Eleven?
Maybe later. I don't know. [scoffs]
Some of the girls I used to work with at Trucchi's came by.
We sat around catching up for a while.
I stayed up until 1:30,
waiting for your ass to get home.
Then I drive by Coco's and see you outside
talking to some black fella.
You mean Paul?
I don't know his fucking name.
[Deb] Paul's gay.
Okay? A faggot. That's what you'd call him.
So, if you're worried about me and Paul doing it,
you can throw that idea out.
Nobody's eating until I say we're eating.
Mm. Nice and fluffy.
You know what the secret is?
A fuckload of butter!
Oh, yeah, you want to eat?
Eat! Eat it all, you fucking bitch.
[Ray] Yeah, eat it all!
[spits]
[thuds]
You want to eat. There, fucking eat it all.
- [Ray] Want to? Yeah. Fucking... - [clanking]
[coughing]
Ray's hurting Gran! Ray's hurting Gran!
- [Ray grunts] - [clanking]
[Ray] Goddamn it! Oh, shit!
- [Deb] You fucking... - [clangs]
[Ray] Goddamn, Deb, that hurt! Fuck!
[Deb panting]
- Goddamn it! - Get out of my house!
Deb,
put that goddamn thing down.
It's over.
I made a mistake.
Are you all right, Deb?
I will be when this son of a bitch leaves my house.
[Kath] The cops are on their way.
If I walk out now,
I'm never coming back.
You sure you want that?
Get out! [panting]
Right. Yeah.
Good luck finding somebody else to put up with your shit.
[Ray] Fuck you, too, Terry.
- [Ray grunts] - [thuds]
You all right?
[panting]
You bet.
[whistling]
[Deb] Hey, Terry, you want a beer?
Yeah, I'll take another one. Thanks.
I need a breather.
Aunt Claire has got my ear about her gallstones.
Oh, god.
- [Peggy] Deborah. - Hi, Ma!
Hi.
[Deb] Is that for me?
[Peggy] Yeah, I got you a present.
- You didn't need to do that. - Well...
- Should I open it now? - Yes.
[Deb] "To Deb. All my love. Mom."
That can go on the wall of a new office.
[Peggy chuckles]
[Deb] Yes, it can.
Thank you. Thanks, Mom.
You're welcome.
[Peggy] Oh, I'll be right back.
[Deb] Okay.
[Kath] Outside!
She's so proud of you.
[Deb] Actually get a job,
maybe she'll have something to be proud of.
You should try calling that Nancy Evans.
She works over at Pennhurst,
- that assisted living place. - [Deb] Oh, yeah?
She has done real well at that company.
I'll take anything at this point.
Not just anything.
You've worked too damn hard for just anything.
You deserve something great, right?
[Deb] Right.
[Kath and Deb chuckle]
Hey, you ready to start dating again?
[Deb] No.
Oh, hell, no. Why?
I might know a someone.
He works with Terry.
He's cute.
He's young.
[Deb] What do you mean young?
Thirty-five.
Kath, he's a baby. Jesus Christ, no.
[Kath] Trust me, it wasn't my idea.
I know what a pain in the ass you are.
[Kath] He pointed you out.
What do you mean he pointed me out?
He was over for dinner last week and saw a picture of you.
[Deb] What picture?
Why's it matter what picture?
'Cause if it's like a picture from seven years ago
when I was tan and my ass was tight
and my tits were standing up.
What picture?
- [Deb] Oh. A new picture. - [Kath chuckles]
What's his name?
Chris McGuire.
[Kath] We could all go out together, if it makes it easier.
[Peggy] Hey, Deb?
[Deb] Yeah?
[Peggy] Uncle Jack and Aunt Dottie are here.
- [Deb] Dottie. - [Dottie] Hey!
[Deb] How are you?
[indistinct chatter]
[Chris] Oh, shit.
Yeah, so, great. I turn around,
I sit back down, and the guy pours a cup of beer
- on top of my head. - [laughs]
[Chris] Yeah.
Oh, come on. Tell me you knocked him out.
[Chris] No, I wanted to. Trust me.
But I got my nephew sitting right next to me.
So, you know,
I'm just stuck with it the entire game, you know,
drenched in beer, freezing my ass off.
But, you know, what can you do?
So, uh, Deb, you like football?
Oh, no, not really. No.
[Chris] Mm-hm.
What do you, uh, like to do for fun?
Sleep.
So busy with work and school.
When I have time off, I usually just sleep.
Right. Yeah, I understand that.
[Chris] Um...
Well, when you're not tired and working,
what do you like to do?
[scoffs]
I can't remember the last time I wasn't tired and working.
You know what?
I'm going to go to the bathroom. Deb, do you want to come?
I'm good, thanks.
- [Deb] Night. - [Kath] Night.
[Deb] Send J over.
Jesse? Come on.
[beeping]
- [Dab] Hello. - What was that?
[Deb] What?
You didn't say a word all night.
You just sat there like a little statue.
[Deb]Yeah, because I obviously didn't want to be there.
Then why did you go?
- [Deb] Because you made me. - Night, Aunt Kath.
Night, hon.
I didn't make you do anything, Deb.
[Deb] I'm tired. I'm going to bed.
Oh, I know you're tired. Everyone knows you're tired.
You made that very clear.
[Kath] He made an effort.
- He brought you flowers. - Oh, oh, he bought me flowers.
So I guess since he spent 7.50,
I should just spread my legs, let him do me under the booth?
You've done it before for less.
Flowers. I hate fucking flowers anyway.
All they do is sit on a table and die and smell like shit.
Go to bed. Wait, give me that.
[munches] Go to bed.
[phone ringing]
It's not a match, okay?
What was wrong with him?
[Deb] A lot of things.
Like?
Like, I didn't find him attractive.
Like, if he really wanted to make an effort
he wouldn't have come in his goddamn work clothes.
Maybe he would've washed his fucking hands.
Fine. He thought you were too old anyway.
[beeps]
Brian, can you give me two of those beers?
Yeah.
[sighs]
- Hm. - Get you started with a drink?
Yeah. Could I get a Bud draft, please...
Oh, whoa, Deb. I didn't know you worked here.
[Deb] Cut the crap.
I just saw you. You turned to my station.
What do you want?
I'm gonna do the, uh, cheesesteak
- and fried onions. - No. I mean, what do you want?
I'm 38 years old, raising a seven-year-old boy.
If you're looking for a fling or a party girl
or someone you can have some fun with,
just keep on looking.
Well, I just so happen to be in the market
for a 38-year-old waitress
that has a seven-year-old grandson
that just doesn't like to have any fun at all, so...
it's kind of perfect.
Bud draft with a cheesesteak, fried onions?
[Chris] Mm-hm.
- Ketchup? - [Chris] Hell yes.
Pick me up at seven on Saturday.
[Deb] You wanna come in?
[Chris] Yeah.
[Chris grunts]
That's Terry's house.
[Deb chuckles] Yeah.
[Deb] Come on in.
[line ringing]
Hey, we just got back. Will you send J over?
[Kath] Well, how was it?
It was good.
[Kath] Did he clean up? How was his outfit?
Can we talk about this later?
Because he's standing right in front of me
and I want to wait until he leaves
to tell you what a shitty date he was.
- [laughs] - [Kath] Okay.
Okay.
[Kath] Call me as soon as he's gone.
[Deb] I'm going to use the bathroom.
Don't get too comfortable. You're not staying long.
Oh, that's fine. I got another date
I got to get to anyway, so...
[Deb] Ha-ha.
Hey.
I'm Chris.
[Deb] J, this is Chris.
[Chris] Yeah, we just met.
Go take a shower, 30 minutes of TV in my room, okay?
- [Jesse] But I wanted to... - But nothing. Go, 30 minutes.
[Deb] You want a beer?
[Chris] Sure, why not.
Thank you.
So Kath made you dress up?
[Chris chuckles]
She, uh, she might've hinted
that improving my wardrobe could...
produce better results, yes.
Oh, really?
I liked you better before.
[Chris] Really?
Hey, so, uh...
Terry told me about what happened with your daughter.
[Chris] Deb, I'm real sorry.
Whoo.
I don't really smoke anymore. I just...
Every now and then, I get the urge.
[clicks]
Kath told me you're a great mother.
[sighs]
I wish that were true.
I was 16 years old when I had Bridget.
Slept with some guy two times, that was it.
First boyfriend?
- First everything. - Hm.
And he wanted me to have an abortion,
but I wanted her too bad.
I was so nervous, I slept on her floor every night
for the first year.
I didn't know what I was doing.
I don't know how you made it through it.
I almost didn't.
[Chris] Well, you made it back.
[inhales sharply] Back to what?
[clicks tongue] That's the question.
What's it telling you?
I wish I knew.
Why can't I go to Music Beats after school?
Who are the teachers?
- I don't know. - Exactly.
I don't want you spending time alone
with people I don't know.
Timmy's allowed to go. So is Brian.
I'm not in charge of Timmy and Brian.
I'm in charge of you.
You never let me go anywhere.
[blows raspberry]
I feel like you're suffocating me.
You don't even know what "suffocating" means.
Like, you can't breathe.
You seem to be breathing just fine to me.
Get in the car.
[Deb chuckles]
Steelworkers' Sons.
That's what we called ourselves.
Were you any good?
No, no, no.
- [Deb chuckles] - [Chris] We were awful.
[Chris chuckles]
[Chris] But we, we did the whole Jersey Shore tour
for like a few years.
Point Pleasant, all the way down to Wildwood.
It was beautiful.
[chuckles]
All the college girls throwing themselves at you?
Oh, you would not believe it.
I would walk off that stage every single night
with a trash bag full of panties.
- Ew. - [Chris] Yeah, that was gross.
That was actually not true at all.
[inhales sharply]
You know, I had this, uh...
I had this routine where...
[Chris] I would pick out the prettiest girl
in the audience
real early on in the show, and...
when the last song came around, I would...
ask her to join me on the stage to dance with me.
You know, I would've picked you out right away.
- [Deb] Oh, really? - Mm-hm.
- [Deb] Hm. - My god.
Um, actually,
you're going to want this. Trust me.
[sighs]
I'm not.
[Chris] No, you're gonna, you're gonna love this.
Hey, everybody, thank you. Please, please calm down.
Would the beautiful girl in the blue jeans
- and the gorgeous pink top... - [Deb sighs]
come up here on the stage with me?
No, thanks.
[Chris] Well, I'm not going to sing us out of here
until you're up here with me, so...
I'm just gonna stay here with my friends.
[Chris] Oh, you're going to stay down there with your friends?
Yeah. Mm-hm.
- [Chris] You sure? - Mm-hm.
Really?
[chuckles]
Oh, Deb.
Deb.
Come on, try me out.
I'm not that good of a dancer but try me out. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
[Deb] I don't dance.
[Chris] I'm a terrible dancer, too, so...
I just made all that shit up,
so you'd dance with you, you know?
[Deb chuckles] I figured as much.
[Deb] Steelworkers' Sons.
[Chris] I don't know.
[both chuckle]
[Chris] Hey, Deb?
Yeah?
[Chris] Is everything okay?
I can't.
[exhales sharply] Okay.
Come here.
- Hey. - Hey.
- [Chris] Come here. - [Deb] Okay.
[Chris] Hey.
I'm not going to hurt you, Deb.
[light music]
[light music continues]
You want to say some words, sweetie?
Bye, Clover.
I'm going to miss making you obstacle courses.
I hope you were happy here.
Say hi to my mom if you see her.
Amen.
[light music]
[Deb] Is everyone here?
- Everyone but Cindy. - [Deb] Where the fuck is Cindy?
- We're starting in 15 minutes. - She went to the Wawa
to get coffee creamer. Relax, breathe.
[Peggy] Hello. Hello! Where's the gorgeous bride?
[Deb] Mom, I told you to stay down
'til we're ready to come out.
Well, I wanted to give you a present.
[Peggy] I wore this the day your father and I got married.
Does that mean I have to wear it?
[Peggy] Yes. It's an heirloom.
Oh, you shouldn't be drinking.
So, I suppose you're gonna go through with this.
[Deb] Oh, my fucking god.
[Kath] Mom, are you really doing this right now?
[Peggy] I am just asking questions
that any mother would ask.
You've been dating him for what? Eight weeks?
I mean, I don't even know his last name.
McGuire!
[Peggy] Well, see, I didn't know that.
[Kath] It's on the invitation.
[Deb] Kath, could you get me a cigarette, please?
[Peggy] Don't smoke. Your dress is going to smell.
Oh, my god.
I am not trying to make you anxious.
But eight weeks is just not enough time
to get to know somebody...
So you thought you would come in here and talk me out of it?
Well, I thought I'd give it a try.
[Deb] Have I ever listened to you, Mom?
- [Peggy] No. - [Deb] Right.
So, I'm going to smoke that cigarette.
[Peggy] Uh-huh.
[Deb] I'm going to go downstairs and marry the man
that I've been dating and screwing...
[all laugh]
...for the past fucking eight weeks,
and I'm going to give everyone a big bear hug.
Oh, shit.
Oh, my dress, it smells like smoke.
[all laugh]
Oh, god.
[Kath] Mom, just...
- [Kath] Here. - [Peggy] Right.
- All right. - [Peggy] Go now.
- [Deb] Goddamn it. - At least he's Catholic.
[Deb] Mom, you going to go in the other car?
- [Kath] Be careful. - [Peggy] Oh, god.
All right, we're going in the van. Let's go.
[Kath] You're gonna trip. Be careful.
[Peggy] You got lipstick?
[Kath] I got it!
All right. She has got it.
[light music]
[light music continues]
Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you,
Mr. and Mrs. Chris McGuire!
[cheers and applause]
[light music]
[light music continues]
- Okay. Uh... - [glass clinks]
Excuse me, everybody. I'd like to say a few words.
[Deb] Oh, god. Oh, god.
I promise it won't hurt that bad, Deb.
Uh, if any of you don't know who I am,
then you should probably leave because you're on my property.
[chuckling]
I'm just kidding around. I'm playing around.
My name is Terry, and, uh,
I'm very proud to be Deb's favorite brother-in-law.
- [Deb] Only brother-in-law. - Only brother-in-law.
- Yeah. - Whatever. I win by default.
- No choice. - And she's just as beautiful
and as much of a pain in the ass
as she was the first night I met her.
But, uh, they're a wonderful couple.
And I just want to say that, uh...
it's, it's, uh, really great to see them together,
and it's something that Kath and I
have wanted for Deb for many years.
And I...
And I also want to say that...
that, you know, I know that if Bridget were here,
she would welcome you into our family with lots of love...
just like we all have.
And I just want to thank you, Chris, for taking care of Deb.
[applause]
[light music]
[light music continues]
[light music]
[light music continues]
[applause]
[cheering]
[light music]
[engine revs]
[tires screeching]
[light music continues]
[Deb] Guys, dinner.
- Hello. - [Chris] Be right up, babe.
Good, right. Yeah.
That sounds good. That was good.
You ready for the talent show, J?
[Jesse] Still got a long way to go.
[Chris] Oh, are you kidding me? Kid was born ready.
Clapton's shaking in his boots right now.
[Deb] I bet.
What do you want to drink, babe?
[Deb] I'm fine with water.
Hey, did you get your science test back?
B plus.
- Nice. - See?
Aren't you glad we started studying a little more now?
Are you going to go to the dance?
[Chris] What dance?
There's a mixer over at the high school.
Mrs. Kiefer asked me to chaperone,
but she said J hadn't bought his ticket yet.
Dances aren't really my thing.
[Chris] Aren't really your thing?
Um. Girls, slow-dancing, making out.
Not making out.
[Chris] Well, that's every guy's thing.
Look. If you need any lessons,
back in the day, girls used to refer to me as "The Grind King."
Did you know that, babe?
You see, you just press up against them real close
- like this. - Okay. All right, Grind King.
You can sit down now. We get the point.
Show Mallory what you got working with down.
Who's Mallory?
No idea.
[Chris] Never heard of her.
Well, I think you should go.
I think a lot of girls are going to be disappointed
if you don't show up.
Oh, yeah, right.
Thank you.
[overlapping dialogue]
Okay, everybody calm down. This...
contract is not what you deserve.
[nurse] So, what do we do?
You walk out.
[Deb] Strike.
And the people in the big offices out in Phoenix
are going to wait for you to blink first. Don't do it.
And the first contract offer they send through
will be a shitty one.
Don't take it.
You stay strong, stay together.
Remember how we did it in 2012, Lorraine?
Yeah. We didn't break.
It's the only way,
the only way that they will take you seriously.
[nurse] And what about you, Deb? Doesn't that put you in a bind?
It will, but we'll manage.
We'll just dump all of the extra work on Shawna.
Oh, really?
[laughing]
I don't think so. Um...
No, no, no. We'll bring in some per diem nurses
to sort of bridge the gap if we need to.
[Shawna] We'll be fine. We'll be fine.
[yawns]
What time are you guys taking off on Saturday?
Eight.
Can't come with us?
God, I wish.
I got that flip project out on Providence Road
we're scrambling to... finish up.
[Deb] You're working too hard.
Maybe we can go on a trip, you know,
just you and I.
Jeb's got that timeshare down in Clearwater.
What about New Mexico?
[Chris] What about New Mexico?
I saw this travel program the other day.
[Chris] Mm-hm.
People were hiking along the Rio Grande.
There was art, like these incredible...
ancient paintings on the walls of these caves and...
I don't know. It spoke to me.
Yeah, what did it say?
[in deep voice] "Come to me, Chris and Deb."
Well, you say it like that then... yeah.
Yeah?
Yeah. Why the hell not?
I'm going to bed.
[smooches]
[Chris] Love you.
[Terry] Come on, babe. We'll hit traffic.
- [Chris] All right, hey. - [Kath] Got everything there?
- [Deb] Take that, Terry. - [Terry] Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
[Kath] Did you double-check?
- [Chris] Drive well. - [Terry] For the stove?
- Bye, sweetheart. I love you. - Love you.
[Chris] Call me when you get there, Jesse.
[Deb] We will.
- [Kath] Thank you. - Thanks.
Miss you.
[Chris] Bye, Kath.
[Terry] Pack a hoagie for the road?
[engine revving]
See you.
[vehicle pulls away]
[light music]
- [Kath] There she is. - [Terry] There's the lake.
[brakes squealing]
[Patrick] About time.
Hey.
Are you drinking a beer?
[Patrick] It's spring break.
- [Kath] So? - So this is the first of many.
Oh, honey.
[Deb] How's college life?
- It's, it's amazing. - Yeah?
- [Deb] It's amazing? - [Kath] Yeah, we'll see how
amazing it is when we get his grades.
[Patrick] Oh, no, no, no. We're not doing that.
We're not talking about school.
No! No, wait, put me down!
You're going to have fun on this trip
- whether you like it or not! - [Kath] Guys, my sunglasses!
Grab them! Grab them! Grab them!
[Kath] No, you guys, don't. No!
Don't you dare! Don't you dare!
[splashes]
[Deb] Get her a drink!
[Kath] Mom said you forced her to go
to Bingo at the home last night.
She seemed pretty down
when I was over there on Wednesday.
[Deb] I think that stroke took more out of her
than she's willing to admit.
[Kath] I keep telling her, she can move in with us.
- We've got two rooms upstairs. - I know.
Terry's friend said he would build a ramp
outside for her wheelchair.
She doesn't want to be a burden, you know?
I think she's a little embarrassed.
[Kath] Why is she embarrassed?
[Deb] She's been independent her whole life,
and suddenly, she has to rely on other people.
It's... It's not easy on her, Kath.
[sighs]
I spoke to someone before.
I'm being charged for something that I returned two months ago.
Yeah.
[representative] Do you know the account number?
I don't know the account... Where is the account number?
It should be on the upper right-hand corner.
[Deb] Hey, Chris, where's the Sears bill?
Oh, shit, I might've tossed it.
[representative]Do you have it?
I'm going to have to call you back.
Why did you throw it out?
- [Shawna] Hey. - Hey.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
Well, I have some good news. Corporate called.
They're sending over the new contract offer
to the nurses this afternoon.
We won, Deb.
- Oh, my god. - [Shawna] We did it.
Will you let everyone know?
Sure.
You sure you're okay?
- That's such good news. - It is.
- Well done. - You, too.
[phone ringing]
- Hey. - [Chris] Hey, babe.
Hey, I just wanted to call. We're running a little behind.
- I'm not sure... - What time will you be home?
[Chris] Not that late. Love you, babe.
Love you, too.
[somber music]
[somber music continues]
Hey.
What's with the bags?
How long has it been going on?
Been going on?
I saw you at her house.
How long?
No, Deb, I can explain...
Do you really want me to scream and yell
and throw my fucking glass against the wall?
[Deb] Do you want me to do that?
- Because I fucking will. - Hey, she...
She's just...
- Whatever you think you saw... - Chris.
[sighs]
[exhales sharply]
Six months.
Tops.
Who is she?
[Chris exhales sharply]
Her name is Sarah.
I met her at a bar in Wilmington.
Why?
- [Chris] Deb... - Why?
What didn't I give you?
It's...
Hey.
Hey, bud.
What did you do?
I'm just going to go away for a little while.
Hey, J.
[door closes]
Deb.
[door closes]
Is she pretty?
Mm-hm.
Nice tits, too.
[sighs]
- Shit. - Mm-hm.
Really nice tits.
Well, you're not crying. That's good.
Oh, I will, eventually. It'll all come pouring out.
Right now, I have to chaperone this damn thing.
- Too tired. - Whoa! Look at you.
So handsome.
All right. I'm going.
[lively music]
[lively music continues]
[knocking on door]
[Deb] Hey, Mom. Mom, it's Deborah.
Hey, Mom?
Mom?
- Mom! - [Peggy gasps]
What? What?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Nothing. I just thought for a second...
I'm not dead.
- [Deb] Yeah? - I'm sorry to interrupt.
Deb, there's a Detective Morris here to see you.
[Shawna] You go. I'll sit with your mother.
[somber music]
[somber music continues]
As you know, last week,
we arrested Frank Gerald Derrick of Eddystone
and charged him with kidnapping and murder of Amanda Butler.
While interviewing Mr. Derrick, he subsequently confessed...
to the kidnapping and murder of three other victims.
With Mr. Derrick's cooperation,
we have located the remains of Jessica Edmonds, Kelly Ryerson,
and Bridget Callahan.
We'll take questions now.
[Deb] My name is Deb Callahan.
Your husband murdered my daughter.
I want to speak with him.
- [woman 1] Please go away. - [Deb] I'm... Don't touch me.
Don't fucking touch me.
I want to know what happened to my daughter.
[woman 1] Please just leave us alone.
I'm not going to do that.
I am not going to stop coming here
until you let me speak to him.
You have to let me speak to your husband.
I need to know what happened to my daughter.
I am begging you to tell me.
Get him to speak to me.
I need to know what happened to my daughter.
[Deb] I'm begging you.
I'm begging you.
I'm begging you!
Goddamn it.
[somber music]
[somber music continues]
[telephone ringing]
Hello?
[Morris] Deb, it's Detective Morris. I...
I got word from the DA's office this morning.
Frank Derrick's going to meet with you today.
What time?
[Morris] 5:00 p.m.
[Deb sighs]
Okay.
[somber music]
[somber music continues]
- [beeping] - [door opens]
[static]
[whooshing]
[rain pattering]
[Morris] You okay?
Think so.
Deb, you go. We'll stay back here.
You want to stay here, sweetie?
No, I want to go with you.
[somber music]
[somber music continues]
[whooshing]
[clattering]
[woman 2] Yeah, so four dollars?
- Four bucks. - [Deb] Do you want to...
[woman 2] Let me get my bag.
We can see how many are in there.
I have four bucks left, so, you know?
- [Deb] I'll do them for four. - [woman 2] Okay.
[Chris] Hey.
How are you doing, bud?
- [Jesse] Good, good. - [Chris groans]
[Chris] Good to see you.
Studying hard?
Yeah.
I got a girlfriend now.
- Yeah? - [chuckling]
You talking about Mallory?
We made out for the first time at the mixer.
Nice.
See, "The Grind King's" rubbing off on you a little.
Isn't she going to be heartbroken
now that you're leaving town?
I told her we'd be back for the holidays.
She said she'd wait for me.
Good for you.
Why don't you go help that lady?
What are you doing here, Chris?
Well, you won't meet up with me.
You won't return my calls.
Figured that this might be my last chance
to see you before you took off.
[Chris] How's it going?
Seventy-eight dollars so far.
Should get us as far as Harrisburg at least.
Anything set up out there?
Not really.
Year lease on a two-bedroom place.
[sighs]
Well, you know, maybe I could...
take a trip out there sometime,
you know, get out of the cold.
Spend some time with J and...
you too, if...
you know, if that's... that's all right.
I still love you, Deb.
That never changed.
Well, let me at least buy something.
All right?
Got an entire apartment I need to fill, anyway.
What will it be?
How much for this?
Fifteen.
- [Chris] Oh. Keep it. - Thank you.
Push you past the Harrisburg city limits at least.
That should help.
Goodbye, Chris.
[tranquil music]
[tranquil music continues]
[Deb] You ready, kiddo?
[Kath] Okay, J.
You call me every couple of hours,
because you know your grandmother's going to forget.
- I love you. - [Jesse] Love you, too.
- Bye, Gran. - Bye.
God bless.
[Terry] Good luck, bud.
[sighs]
Well, this is it, Mom.
The moment you've been waiting for for 40 years.
Cut it out.
My heart.
Okay, you first.
[Terry] Safe travels, Deb.
Love you. [sniffles]
You keep my sister busy, okay?
- I thought that was your job. - [chuckles]
I love you. I love you. I love you.
[Kath sobbing]
[exhales sharply]
[sniffs]
[Deb] Buckle up.
[engine starts]
[engine revving]
[somber music]
[somber music continues]