Do you ever wake up from a dream…
and you have the feeling that you've had that dream before?
-Order, please. -Objection.
Order, please.
Objection.
Overruled.
Austin…
what do you mean?
We were playing hide-and-seek…
…and I was hiding in the cabinet.
And I saw my dad put…
a pillow over his face.
Oh my God.
Austin.
Come here.
Ginny, what are you doing here?
Simone doesn't think Mom has a chance.
Oh.
Gil's taking you away.
What?
He told me
once Mom goes to jail, he's moving you to Michigan.
Forever?
He's not a good guy, Austin.
He did that?
-What do we do? -You remember what the fancy lawyer said?
It's a murder trial. We have to give them a murderer.
That's Mom.
Maybe.
Who?
Cynthia?
What if Gil was there that night?
We already know that he's violent.
He has a criminal record. He'd be perfect.
But we don't have a motive. Why would he do it?
Austin, I know.
But it's your dad or your mom. You have to pick.
It's us against the world, right?
I know a motive.
Mom and Cynthia blocked his apartment application.
He could… could hear them talking.
They didn't know he'd come into the house.
He got mad, and… he killed Tom.
And later, he came over and hurt my mom too.
Order.
Order, please.
It's like a video game hack.
Like I've dreamed this before.
So, what used to be a nightmare,
I know the twists and turns.
Did you block his apartment application?
Well, yes. But--
Did you know that Gil had a history of violence?
I suspected it.
-You hate Georgia Randolph. -What? No.
But you blocked her from the neighborhood club.
You've accused her of stealing funds from her job.
You've even been heard saying that she's trash.
That she was, quote, "an evil whore
who used an accent and a V-neck to bag the mayor," end quote.
Okay, I may have said, um--
You know, this defense has argued that Tom rolled himself into the pillow.
But a medical examiner said, without any uncertain doubt,
that a murder took place.
It couldn't have been an accident.
But Georgia did not place that pillow.
Did Gil often pick up Austin from playdates?
He had from time to time.
Is it possible that in your confused state,
in your deep grief,
that perhaps you forgot to mention that Gil was there?
No.
Could he have been?
Is it possible that maybe he showed up and you maybe didn't notice?
Could he have heard you tell Georgia that you blocked his apartment application,
and then he went and took it out on your husband?
Left, only to show up at Georgia's house
and then physically threatened her.
Just asking
if that could have happened.
Ginny.
Are you okay?
-Sorry about earlier. -I know how hard it is to be a single mom.
I saw my mom do it.
And maybe now… maybe now you can understand
why she is the way she is.
I mean, she has to make hard decisions
to take care of the people that she cares about.
And she cares about you.
She-- In her own twisted way, she does.
Ginny, this is inappropriate. You need to leave now.
Well, if she didn't care,
why didn't she tell everyone you were having an affair with Joe?
That makes you look really bad.
But she hasn't.
How did you know about that?
Okay, you need to go now.
You don't care about her or us, fine.
But there are cameras at Blue Farm.
I have the footage.
I could give it to her lawyer,
and then suddenly, things look really bad for you.
My mom might not drag you down with her, but I would.
Cynthia, could that have happened?
I… I suppose it could have happened.
Yes.
Order.
Order in the court!
Order, please.
It's intoxicating having the power to control the game.
We, the jury…
…in the case of Georgia Randolph against the state of Massachusetts,
find the defendant…
not guilty.
I know I did not raise a wrist
I know I did not capture it
It came, it went
It conquered quick
I was there and then…
Georgia, how do you feel?
Gil hurt you. Is that why you moved and changed your name?
Georgia, what's next for you?
We're thrilled justice has been served,
and the sensationalized nature of this trial
didn't sway the jury from making the right decision
based on the facts and the truth.
Now what?
What do you mean? It's over. Thank you.
Do you know when you're gonna see your kids?
So, what do I do now?
-When do… -Do you know…
Georgia Randolph has been found innocent today
after eyewitness testimony from her son
alleges he saw his father, Gil Timmins, commit murder.
Mr. Timmins is wanted for questioning,
but it would seem we all owe Georgia Randolph an apology.
She was the victim of this whole thing.
So long…
Convenient, don't you think?
That Gil was there and no one mentioned it before?
You heard the testimony. He could've snuck in, heard them talking.
Yeah, uh, but Austin never mentioned it,
that he saw his dad do it?
It was probably traumatic.
Yeah.
To witness a parent kill someone…
that kind of thing will stay with him forever.
He won't be the same after seeing that.
The judge reviewed their interviews and the social worker notes.
They can go home tomorrow if they want.
We can go home tomorrow?
M-- Mom's free now?
Yeah, she is.
Sail away
Sometimes I really wanna sail away
Leave all those things I did In yesterday
Is there a place I can stay?
Sometimes I really wanna sail away
Sail away
Sometimes I really wanna sail away
Leave all those things I did In yesterday
Is there a place I can stay?
Sometimes I really wanna sail away
I get inside my head so much…
You're Georgia Randolph, right?
Oh my God. I said to my husband,
I said you didn't do it.
I said you are most likely a victim in all this.
You've been doing construction, right?
-Something with a drill? -Yes, we're renovating.
I'm sorry about that. I know it can get loud.
And that's why I'm voting "no" on Prop 38 tomorrow.
I don't want all that construction on Main Street.
Oh right. That.
And I'm voting that Paul Randolph should be recalled.
After what he did to you,
divorcing you like that, when you needed him the most.
And look, you were innocent.
Paul's being recalled?
Mm-hmm. It's on the ballot.
Oh wow.
I can't believe we have a real celebrity on the block.
The Mayoress Murderess.
This might be it, my last night as mayor.
Sorry that they might recall you.
No, Joe…
I'm sorry that I backed Prop 38. It was a mistake.
God, I should've never married her.
Yeah, I don't-- Uh…
I mean, she lies.
Like, all the time.
Like, she couldn't trust me? No. No.
She wouldn't let me in.
You know, I was gonna stay, you know, for the baby.
-"Baby"? -There is no baby.
But I… I was-- I moved back in.
I… I showed up at court. I even slept with her.
Oh, you… you… you slept with her?
-Yeah. -When?
Ah, you wouldn't understand, Joe.
Not… not until you've been with a woman like that.
Right. Right, I-- And I don't. I don't understand.
Um, but…
…when… when… when did you sleep with her?
She broke my heart… Joe.
She…
Okay.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
-What's up? -There are cameras in here?
I didn't consent to being filmed.
What are you talking about? No, no, there are no cameras in Blue Farm.
Wow, that whole family's insane.
Yeah.
Could you love me while I hate myself?
Could you love me Though I don't deserve it?
Could you love me Like there's no one else
Even though You know I can't return it?
Could you love me When the water's rough?
My brave boy.
-I love you, Mom. -That was a big thing you did.
I'm sorry that you had to do it.
I'm more trouble than I'm worth…
Us against the world.
Could you love me while I hate myself?
Because I don't know how this works
Thanks for dropping them off.
-I'll see you for poetry reading tomorrow. -Yep.
Gram's coming.
Oh, good.
Look, we need to talk.
I want things to be good between us for Ginny.
I'm petitioning for joint custody.
It's what Ginny wants too.
I see some troubles heading my way
But I don't care at all
I see a problem coming to me
But I'm not scared at all
I know them well They know me well
They come and go before you know
I am their friend They don't pretend
We disagree about my misery
And sing my refrain
'Cause you at least
My little beasts
You give me all
Expecting nothing in return
Joint custody?
He's my dad, Mom.
Please don't make this about you.
Okay.
Really? "Okay"?
If it's what you want.
Wow. Jail really changed you.
Does it feel good to be back in your room?
-Back to normal? -"Normal"?
I don't know.
Shall we move? Start fresh?
I'm tired of running.
Yeah, me too.
Plus, it went national.
Wherever we go, we can't run from ourselves.
Deep.
This is our lives now. We're this. Forever.
Yeah.
I guess so.
-Baby, I didn't know -I didn't know
Oh, baby…
-Didn't know -Oh…
Remember when I got arrested at my weddin'?
-I didn't know -Didn't know…
And then a private investigator called me a serial killer?
And then my poem about you being a monster went viral?
And then my husband left me.
And I got pregnant.
-Then I ran away. -Then you came back.
-Then I came back. That was dumb. -No, it wasn't.
Mmm. Remember when Cynthia came through?
I still don't know why she did that.
I'm an open book Can I get kick open…
Been an interesting year.
Yeah, it has.
Austin's gonna be okay, right?
I hope so.
Can he please, pretty please, go to therapy now?
Yeah, he can.
I'm gonna go too.
What?
Wow, yeah, uh, okay. Uh, that's…
Honestly, that might be the most unbelievable thing about all this.
I'm goin' to therapy, like you always wanted.
So really, in the end, all of this was kind of worth it.
-No. No, it was not all worth it. -Mmm.
It's never gonna happen again, right, Mom?
You're never gonna do it again?
I promise.
I need to know that you're different. That you've changed, that you understand.
I understand.
Two, one…
I wanna be home.
So does Austin.
Even on a Tuesday night
Can't get over her "don't try"
Are you back, neighbor?
Hi.
Dark lips…
It's so weird being back at home.
-But also, like, totally normal. -Mmm.
Baby, meet me in the attic
What should we do? Should we… grab Max, play some Uno?
Oh, Max and I are not speaking right now.
That's not true. Max never stops speaking. I'm not speaking to Max.
-Why? -'Cause she's a rat.
She told my parents I have a drinking problem.
Shit. Do you?
No, I don't.
-Then why would she say that? -'Cause she's Max.
She's dramatic. She gets me in trouble.
That's messed up. I'm sorry.
Hey, thank you for being there for me when I needed it.
Always. It's just…
Always.
I'm still in love with you.
I know you don't feel that way, I know you love me as a friend,
but I think that I will always be in love with you.
I don't know how to just turn it off.
But whatever is going on with us,
I'll be there for you too.
You know that?
I don't have a problem.
I promise.
Show me a trick.
A trick? Like, "dance, monkey"?
-Mm-hmm. Yep. -All right.
Well, here's a kickflip. I'm not good at them, so don't…
Hold on. Ready?
Ah!
Yay!
No, don't clap at that.
-Any summer plans? -Not really.
You?
-I'm going to Korea with my dad. -Mmm.
But I haven't told my mom yet.
Okay, my turn. I'm going to do a trick.
-Really? -Yeah.
Okay.
Here you go.
-Okay. -Okay.
Oh.
Yeah.
-Thank you. -Of course.
I wonder if things will finally be normal.
What if she does it again?
Hurt someone?
It's not on you,
what she does.
I don't really think that's true anymore.
What does that mean?
See you around, neighbor.
When I cook You do the dishes
And when I'm working late You record the game
So I don't miss it
And we're good at taking…
I still love you.
I never stopped.
-So you lied to me? -Yeah.
-So you're a liar? -Yeah, I'm a liar.
How overdramatic we are
And it's got us this far
But I think you're the one
For someone else
And that shit's hard to say
It's okay, you feel the same
To freedom.
How's it feel?
Strange.
I feel like a circus attraction.
I don't know what to do with myself. I don't work for Paul anymore, obviously.
You were good at that job.
-Mmm. -What do you mean, "mmm"?
You were phenomenal. You ran that office.
-I did, didn't I? -Mm-hmm.
You were right about Marcus.
Maxine caught him drinking at school.
So… what's the plan?
Well, he's grounded forever,
and he's no longer allowed to go to his art studio garage,
since he was treating it more like Studio 54.
Is that it?
-We're keeping an eye on him. -Mm-hmm.
Okay.
-Stop. -What?
Padma? Sweetie? Where's Joe?
Oh, he's in the kitchen.
He kicked out all the other chefs. He's having his Jeremy Allen White moment.
He's in the kitchen.
I've never been back here.
Georgia.
I'm free.
So…
Well, I didn't know what we…
Um…
No, I'm… I'm sorry. Uh…
Yeah, I'm… I'm distracted.
I got the Prop 38 vote happening tomorrow.
I have a good feelin' about it.
Uh, it's a good thing.
That, uh, they realized Gil… was at the house that night.
Yeah.
Okay. I'll see you around, Joe.
-I know. -Yeah.
What are you smiling at?
Oh my God! Ginny, your hair looks so good!
Thanks.
Oh, Abs, when do you leave for camp?
"Camp"? Isn't that like a kid thing?
It's a Jewish thing. I'm a camp counselor.
I leave in a week.
Hey, Ginny, congrats on your mom not being a murderer.
Thank you, Brodie.
It really is crazy, huh?
I mean, the justice system totally failed your mom.
Yes.
Are you lovely ladies coming over tonight?
Because I don't mean to brag, but I have a basement. So…
Hey, do you think we should apologize to Max?
We didn't do anything.
Is she really mad?
It's safe to assume so, yeah.
-I told her about you and Tris. -Norah.
-You guys, I don't want any more drama. -You don't want any more drama?
All right, everybody, the year is over.
Please, let's try and keep it together.
Also, we have a poet laureate in our midst.
Boom!
Ginny, I'm excited for your poem at the end of the year assembly today.
-Yes! -Whoo!
Ginny! Ginny! Ginny!
Oh, I'm nervous.
Why? I love your poems.
Christmas feels like Halloween I'm haunted
-I wrote a poem about you. -Did you?
-Yup. For poetry class. -Mmm.
-We had to write love poems. -And yours was about me?
It's called "Sunshine."
"Sunshine"? Have you met me?
-No, I have never met you before. -No. Never.
Marcus, please can you go to the office?
Principal Yang wants to talk to you.
-Ooh. -Oh.
-Another time-out. -I'm gonna see Darlene. Okay.
I didn't vandalize anything. It's okay.
I'm sorry.
Uh, what… what… is this?
Marcus, come in.
Please take a seat.
I called in your parents
because we need to have a hard conversation.
Your grades are not where they need to be to graduate with your class.
Wait, what?
He won't graduate with his class?
"Why are we just finding out about this, with no prior warnings?"
There have been several warnings.
"What is wrong with you? Why?"
Maybe I'm just dumb, Dad.
Summer school is an option.
He may be able to start junior year with the rest of the class.
Yes.
He'll do that.
But I also wanted to check in.
Is there anything else going on?
No. We'll keep an eye on him, and he'll do summer school.
Are you going to apologize?
-For what? -You told me to support Proposition 38.
You told me to divorce my wife.
You told me she would be found guilty, that she was a sinking ship.
Okay, so that's what this is about?
My career is threatened, Nick. My marriage is ruined.
The only people responsible for ruining your marriage are you and her.
I don't understand why you didn't divorce her sooner.
She pretended to be pregnant.
She what?
Yeah.
Okay, yeah.
It's kinda-- Really?
Damn, that is--
Yikes. I mean, it's…
It's… it's… it's evil.
It's evil.
But it's brilliant.
I'm sorry.
I know all of this has been…
…hard on you.
Yes, it has.
God, that drill is loud.
That drill is horrible.
You know, I wanted a Whole Foods,
but can you imagine the amount of construction if Prop 38 passes?
I was gonna vote for him.
God, the drill is loud.
Yo.
-What are you drilling? -Nothin'.
We just were hired by some blonde lady to drill for the next few hours.
I was told to be extra loud.
Oh we're so loveless
-Hi, Lynette. -Hi.
Simone.
Fake touch…
You can apologize to Max if you want.
I just don't think that she needs to know everything.
Like, this is mine. You know? I don't want her to… ruin it.
I'm really sick of walking on eggshells around her too.
Yeah, I know. I just--
Hey.
-Hey, Max. -Hey, Max.
Fake dreams…
Silver and I broke up.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
-Are you okay? -Yeah.
It's okay. Um…
It definitely needed to happen.
Another one bites the dust.
Congrats.
You all made it to the end of the year.
-Seniors… -Abby, what about you?
Anything romantic?
I know you know about me and Tris, but just please don't.
Why didn't you tell me? I mean, you told the straights.
See, it's that. It's exactly that.
I…
…remember when we were in the third grade and you came out.
You held a press conference under the jungle gym.
And I just really want to…
…like someone without it being this big thing.
Okay, well, stop fighting, guys. We're in public.
Students showcased experiments that pushed…
I just really wanna talk about it.
Okay, maybe I don't wanna talk about it.
Seriously, this is embarrassing.
The countdown is on for our Prague adventure.
My feelings were hurt.
And I just love you guys so much, I really wanna fix it.
Okay, well, your feelings can be a lot sometimes, Max.
Honestly, just come on.
…wanted me to give a special shout-out to Mr. Cuneo,
who's retiring this year.
Let's give it up for Mr. Cuneo.
A quick reminder to return all…
Oh, look, we upgraded Bakers.
-Abigail! Don't be mean. -She just stormed out.
It helps our amazing library staff get ready for next year.
And that way, everyone has the resources they need.
Don't forget to check your lockers for anything you might have missed.
Above all, enjoy a safe, productive summer…
Well, I failed.
…and come back ready to embrace the challenges…
You gotta be nice to me in the hall when I'm a sophomore next year.
And now, I'd like to introduce Virginia Miller
to read her winning poem of the Boston Youth Poet Laureate Contest.
Woo-hoo!
Yeah!
The name of this poem…
The name of this poem, because names are very important…
The name of this poem is "Beginnings."
Here we are, starting fresh
But I don't remember What it feels like to feel whole
How do you fix a hole in your chest?
A Band-Aid? Cold compress?
If a tree falls in the wood
Would it make a sound If no one was around to swing the axe
To cut off my head And stop the train of thoughts
To derail the track And divert from the one-track mind I have?
Having to go through things That make you strong weakens you
It's a catch-22 So, what do you do?
The flame, the heat
Licking at my skin to a beat A rhythm, a release
The flame consumes me
I eat the pain, or it eats me
A cavernous, carnivorous beast With an insatiable appetite
And I'm just a bite, and I'm gone
As who I once was goes up in flames
I'm trying to change, to grow
To tie this all up in a neat, tidy bow
But I'll never know right and wrong Weak and strong
A binary that already has complexities And shades of gray
And I just want to be okay
I can't keep burning through life this way
Will it ever stop?
There can't be more shoes that drop
I need hope that all will be well
That my heart will swell and fill the hole
I need to accept what I can't control
The secrets are told There's nothing new to learn or unfold
I need peace To gather the pieces of my soul
Or I will burn until there is nothing left
Whoo!
Woo-hoo-hoo!
Remind me, Mr. Gitten,
why did Ginny Miller drop out of AP English?
I think we should have a chat.
What do you mean? She gets it from me.
Oh, she gets it from me, honey.
What are you talking about? I'm the poet.
He's an amazing poet. I'll give him that.
-Of course you'd say that. -Yeah, fantastic.
-Thank you. -You've always been.
That's what I've been saying.
-What'd you think? -Let me gas you up.
It was phenomenal, Peach. It really was.
God, it felt so good to have everyone looking at me for a positive reason.
Mm-hmm.
I just felt like I haven't had an identity outside of all this for a while, you know?
But up there, I got to be Ginny again,
not just the Mayoress Murderess' daughter.
That's great, Peach. I'm happy.
-What? -I want that too.
-Who's that? -Wolfe.
Oh, how nice.
-I'll kill him. -What did you just say?
-That's the guy who knocked her up. -Oh.
Okay, yeah. Kill him.
You guys are so hilarious.
I have to go get Austin. I'll see you at home, Peach.
That was so good.
Good job, Ginny. I'm headed out.
Okay. Love you.
"Love you"?
I mean, "I love you too."
In fact, we all love each other. Isn't that nice?
-Mm-hmm. I love you both too. -Mmm.
Oh.
Hey, poetry guy.
Okay.
-I liked your poem. -Thanks.
Thank you for coming.
Had to. I'm poetry guy.
Um…
We're friends, right?
I don't know. I tried to be friends with my ex before.
Mm-hmm. "We used to be something."
Oh, is that me?
Oh. Uh…
Hi, guy. Good to see you.
We're friends. I'm not giving you a choice. Too bad.
-I loved the poem. -Thanks.
Hey, what did they wanna talk to you about?
Oh, nothing. Uh, just someone found my wallet.
-You were phenomenal. It was so good! -Oh my God!
Oh!
-We're gonna be juniors! -Yes!
See ya.
I cannot get over this year. It felt like three years, maybe even five.
Dude, next year's hell year.
Everyone keeps calling it that. It's scary. They should stop.
Do you really think it's gonna be as bad as they say?
Maxine not come?
Cynthia, I just wanted to say thanks for what you did.
Your daughter can be very convincing.
Ginny? What does she have to do with anythin'?
You two are exactly alike.
You must be so proud.
She's just like you.
God help Austin, truly.
See ya.
Here.
Hi. How was your day?
What was that?
I honestly don't know.
Here. You must've left them at Zach's.
Come on. Summer vacation, right?
Mmm.
-We don't need this anymore. -Mom!
Don't need this one. Definitely don't need this one.
Whoo!
Yes, they did vote to recall you,
but that just means there's gonna be a new election.
So run again, remind the town why they elected you in the first place.
This is a knee-jerk reaction to Georgia's trial.
And you supporting Prop 38.
You're fired.
What?
Your job was to give me advice.
Your advice was… ineffective.
You don't wanna be here,
so leave.
So you're officially on summer vacation. Very exciting.
Not you. You are not on summer vacation.
You are in summer school, and you are grounded forever.
How was Ginny's poem?
She's brilliant.
Oh, Mom, can you open that text from Brodie? My hands are all salmonella-y.
It says, "Let's celebrate, milady."
-That's fun. -It's nothing.
He's having this thing at his house to celebrate the end of sophomore year.
-I'm not going. -Don't be like that.
Can I go?
It's Brodie's. You hate Brodie's.
-I wasn't speaking to you. -Marcus, you are grounded.
You're not going to any party, especially one with illegal substances.
What, Mom?
It's not like there's gonna be drinking at Max's friend's house, right? Max?
No. No, we usually just play Chutes and Ladders and Monopoly.
No.
Okay.
Mom? He needs more help than summer school.
-Like, he needs rehab. -Your father and I are handling it, okay?
Why don't you go to the party and make up with your friends?
Really don't feel like seeing anyone. I'll be in my room.
You look pretty.
You really have changed, Mom.
I think you have.
Have you?
What do you mean?
I want you to be really careful, Peach, about the person you're becoming.
What does that mean?
What did you say to Austin…
to get him to do that?
He knew the situation. He made a choice.
Cynthia knew Gil wasn't there that night.
What did you do?
I did what you always taught us.
You don't do that.
That's not on ya to do things like that.
I don't know why you're so upset.
It's what got you out. It's what you would've done.
That's what scares me.
I know what it's like to cross a line you can't come back from.
I don't want that for you, and I don't want that for Austin.
It's not like we had much of a choice.
You don't know how much that weighs,
to carry that.
I do hard things so you don't have to.
I know I'm a monster.
I don't want you to turn into monsters too.
I did what I had to do.
Prove that I did the right thing.
I'm glad you've changed, Mom.
Make sure it sticks.
Don't make me regret setting you free.
You think it's all on you, but it's not.
Blow softly…
We carry the weight too.
We always have.
Oh, soft wind coming in from the past
Roman and Ottoman
From mountains Until the roads and trams
This is the breath of Roma…
Hi, Dad.
I'm sorry. About how I reacted earlier.
It's hard, as a parent, to see you struggle
when I know how brilliant you are.
How warm and soft and caring and wonderful you are,
and you're failing.
And that's not you,
and I hate that you're making choices that sell yourself short.
I know, Dad.
It's all right. I get it.
I love you.
You're my son,
and I love you.
And you can always come to me if you need help.
I know. I love you too.
I don't need help.
I promise. I'm okay.
This is the breath of Roma
Caressing the people's feelings
Look, I'm sorry. I was worried--
Shit.
He didn't even do the pillow trick.
I feel like I'm on one
Banging on to someone
Before it comes undone
I'm gonna eat my cake…
I'm gonna
I'm gonna…
I thought you were grounded.
Jailbreak. You good?
Press.
Yo, Press, what are you drinking?
Do you think people can change?
No.
Y… Your mom can change.
I was talking about me.
It's all about cycles, right?
Do you think that I'm…
destined to be like her?
No.
Austin's gonna be fine.
He'll be fine.
Aha!
Abby.
-Really glad your mom's okay. -Thanks. Me too.
Can I talk to my brother?
Woo-hoo!
Mom and Dad don't know you snuck out yet, so let's just go, please.
Marcus.
Oh.
-I'm begging you, please. -No.
You know what? One more.
Whoa! Whoa!
-Whoa! -Jordan, come on.
I came 'cause I don't wanna be dramatic.
People don't announce when they're not being dramatic.
Thank you for that lovely feedback, Abby.
I love that we can just, like, hang out and be normal,
and we don't harp on anything or get to the bottom of our issues, like…
like, at all.
Can I talk to you?
Yeah.
I'm really sorry I missed your poem, but I heard you were brilliant.
-It's okay. It doesn't matter. -No, it does.
I was hurt when you didn't come to Mousse, so I know how it feels, and…
Sorry.
No, I'm not mad at you.
Okay.
It's just been hard for me. And I know it's been hard for you too.
I've been trying to be there for you, and I feel like I have,
but you've kind of been ditching me to hang out with everyone else,
which you can do.
Like, you're allowed to hang out with whoever you want.
Yeah, I am.
Yeah, that's… what I'm saying--
-We're saying the same thing. -Max, I'm not mad at you either.
I don't know, maybe we just grew apart a little bit.
Maybe that's okay.
I don't want that to be okay.
I don't want us to grow apart.
I don't know what to tell you. Sorry.
Okey-dokey! Let's go do some shots. How about that?
Yes, come.
Shots, baby.
Mom was right. That made things worse.
Joe?
Gil didn't kill Tom, did he?
No, I did it. I killed Tom Fuller.
Oh.
I sort of thought you already guessed that.
Yeah. Yeah, I mean…
I feel safe with you.
I feel… more me.
Like, real me.
Like, if maybe I had had a normal life and didn't go through all this crazy shit,
then who knows?
Maybe I would be a different person. Or maybe I'd be the same.
But I don't wanna hide things from you.
I killed my last husband too.
Holy shit.
And all those things in the media they said about me,
they're mostly true.
What is happening?
They dug up every dark, shameful secret and called me horrible things,
and you're the only one who stood by me.
And you'll never know what that meant to me.
So I get it
if you don't want anythin' to do with me.
But I'm not gonna lie to you.
I'm so tired of lyin'.
I'm so tired of runnin'.
I just wanna stand still.
I mean, this is a lot to process.
I'm not asking anythin' of you.
-Okay, good. -Yeah.
-Yeah, me neither. -Okay.
Oh, screw it.
I'm sorry. I…
That was, uh, weird timing to do that.
You were just sharing, and I think I got emotional.
No, I…
I need you to know…
…I was trying to help her.
Cynthia.
And Austin and Ginny were trying to help me.
That's why they lied.
Loyalty, right?
That's it.
So I get it.
And I don't care.
I mean, I… I… I care, obviously, if you kill people. Don't kill people.
Actually, how many people? 'Cause you mentioned some husbands.
Shit.
I'm so sorry.
I haven't stopped going from guy to guy.
And my kids, I think they need me to settle down for a minute.
I promised Ginny…
…I'll be different.
Baby, does this shirt make me look fat?
-Yes. -Hey.
Be nice to her.
-Marcus, dude, are you good? -Yeah.
-Dude, what you drinking? -Shots.
-You're doing shots? -Yeah.
-There's already-- Huh? -No, we're going home.
-No. -Yes. Please, Marcus.
No, you go home.
I am home. And I love Brodie's basement.
Thank you, brother.
-What? No. -Marcus.
-We're going. -Come on.
Come on. Don't be a brat just because you're mad at us.
-Stay and have fun. -I have to take care of my brother.
Why can't I hang with the juniors? Is it 'cause I'm not a junior?
-Hey. -I'm not a junior.
-Are you okay? -I'm not graduating.
-Do you need help? -No, it's fine. I got it.
Plus, we're just not that close, right?
Max, come on. That's not what I--
Hi, Paul.
What the hell are you doing here?
I was wrong…
to lie about the pregnancy. I'm sorry.
I didn't pawn it.
I might lose my job because of you.
I had a plan, and then you just-- You…
…you destroyed it.
I wanted those things too.
Bullshit.
You never loved me.
That's not true.
You wanted to be married to the mayor. You just used me, you know?
You know, I used to think that we were the same, but we are not.
We are not the same.
You turned me into the worst possible version of myself,
because you are in…
…you are insidious.
And you poison good things.
I came to apologize,
and now I did.
Are you actually starting to believe the bullshit they're saying about you?
That you're the victim here? Because you are not the victim, trust me.
I didn't make you anything that wasn't in there already.
-Get upstairs. -Mmm?
Good evening.
Go to bed.
-Mom, Dad-- Okay. -Go to bed now.
Oh, lighten up.
I'm so tired
of everyone acting like it's the worst thing in the world.
"Oh!"
Kids drink.
It's not a big problem.
I'm not selling myself short, okay?
God, just shut up.
We'll discuss this in the morning.
Oh, okay.
Yeah, okay.
Yes, sir. Okay. Yes, sir.
Mm-hmm.
-Yes, sir. Uh-huh. -What is wrong with you?
Do you hate us?
No. No, I… I…
I don't hate you. Mmm?
I hate me.
I hate me, okay? I hate…
I hate me, okay?
I hate me! I hate me!
I hate me!
You understand? I…
I hate me.
You there
You're better off here…
Mom, he has a problem, and he needs help. He needs rehab.
I don't want him to fall behind.
Who cares if it means he's helping himself?
He's already having a hard enough time, Max, and I don't wanna make it worse.
I…
To fall back down
Funny it takes some time…
Hello. Do you want to accept a call from Shane Reilly,
an inmate from the New Mexico State Penitentiary?
Yes.
Mary? Are you there?
Don't call me that.
God, your voice. I haven't heard it since you were little.
Why do you keep calling, Dad?
I've wanted to talk to you for so long,
and if I can find you, anyone can.
Your mom, your stepdad.
Mary… Mary, you have to be careful.
I'm not Mary anymore!
You're better off here…
Ginny, hey.
Hi.
Are you okay?
Yeah. See?
You're really drunk.
Can I hear it?
What?
The, uh…
"Sunshine" poem.
Marcus…
what did you mean when you said you weren't graduating?
I'm a…
I'm a loser. Um…
I… I failed this year.
You are not a loser.
Marcus…
-I… I think you wet the bed. -Mmm?
Oh.
I'm sorry, I'm just…
Shit, I'm… I'm drunk.
-Marcus. -Mmm?
I love you. I want…
I wanna hear the "Sunshine" poem.
I wanna… I wanna hear it.
Ginny.
I think you should leave, honey.
What?
Austin, hey.
Are you okay?
You broke your glasses?
Get out of my room.
Austin--
I said, get out!
It's impossible to go through things unscathed.
But the question is, can you control how you change?
Are you in control at all?
This is bullshit.
I think maybe we just don't talk for this drive.
You're here
Like the time you touched my face
And promised you always would be
My biggest fear
That hand will disappear
And you'll be gone
Like sunshine in the dark
Swallowed in the night
The dark falls and consumes
It convinces, it grooms
It takes you away
And I'm left with the echoes Of words you used to say
But I know the heart underneath the pain
It has hope, and so do I
That one day, the dark will leave the sky
I see your sunshine through the dark
It's stark
It warms me still
I know you're there, somewhere
Today, tomorrow, forever
It made me sad
Did it make you cry?
I thought of you
I don't know why
Oh
Give me back my oxygen
You'll say
"Do you think we can be friends?"
Or maybe we have reached the end…
Or do some things change you
so it's impossible to ever find your way back to who you used to be?
Maybe we have reached the end
I think my mom has changed…
or is capable of change…
but I don't know.
I never really know.
I changed.
I had to.
You're like an angel
Too good to be true
But after all
I love you, I do
Angel baby
My angel baby
When you are near me…
Mom?
You can't escape change.
Didn't you say you drink milk when you're pregnant?
Angel baby…
Change is inevitable.
Ooh-ooh-ooh