Adulthood (2025) Movie Script
1
Oh,
that was...
You know
how little actual nutrients
are in a normal salad?
-I'm prepared to be shocked!
-No.
Oh,
oh, prepare to be very shocked!
Normally
I never use something like this.
This looks like
a meal replacement,
and that's not my thing, sorry.
But, this...
this isn't a meal replacement,
is it?
Well,
I mean, yes and no,
-and that's...
-Can you do Wednesday?
She's getting her hair done
on Tuesday.
Okay,
I'm dying to know more.
No,
it can't be next Tuesday.
No,
she needs to do it
before she sees the doctor.
Yeah... Can you...
Can you do 11:00 a.m.?
I mean, how many people
are going to physical therapy?
Jesus Christ.
I don't understand what the hell
is so complicated for you.
Jesus Christ. Yeah.
I know she's old.
I know she's old,
but she has
a jam-packed schedule,
I don't know.
Okay...
Okay.
Jesus Christ. Okay, that's all.
Okay, yeah.
Thanks so much, Cindy.
Yeah, we'll see you
on Wednesday.
Judy, breakfast!
Judy?
Excuse me. When can we see her?
We'll let you know.
The doctor said worse
than last time.
Her speech
might never come back.
Damn. Now, who's gonna tell me
I'm wasting my life?
Noah.
I'm sure nobody wants
to hear this, but...
I think it's pretty clear
that Judy's probably
not coming home.
Jesus, Diego.
She had a stroke yesterday,
she's not a goldfish.
Well, yeah. I'm just saying
we gotta start thinking
about money and insurance
and long-term care.
We should
probably start thinking
-about selling the house.
-You know what, um,
I think I may have seen
a real estate agent
with cancer in the ICU,
I could...
I'm right about this.
Meg, am I right about this?
Stop. Stop, both of you. Please.
Everett, what's Cayden's number?
One-twenty.
Okay. Diego, can you take
the kids home, please?
-This is scary for them.
-Yeah, they look...
they look like
they're really freaking out.
Kids. Let's grab our stuff,
let's go. Say bye to Mom.
-Bye, Mom.
-Bye.
Thank you, Brianna.
You tired?
No, I'm fine.
I slept on the plane.
Do you remember
when I had pneumonia?
I... I don't remember it,
I was like, four.
I had 105 fever.
Mom had to beg Dad
to take me to the ER.
Doctor said that if we'd waited
another 24 hours,
I would've died.
That's a little dramatic.
That's what they said, Meg.
To his credit...
Dad felt bad about it.
He bought me a book on tanks,
very on brand for him.
She got in the bed with me,
told me she loved me.
Told me everything
was gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Just felt...
Felt safe.
I was really safe.
We're gonna have to make all
the hard decisions from now on.
Ah. All right,
I'm gonna go grab my bag.
I'll see you outside.
Jesus Christ.
It's exactly the same.
How long are you staying?
I don't know,
I was thinking about
maybe heading back Tuesday.
Thinking about
heading back Tuesday,
don't you have
a plane ticket already?
I bought a one-way.
You know, I wasn't sure
if anybody would need me
to stay longer.
Obviously, there's nothing more
I can do,
so I'll probably
head back Tuesday.
Let me drive.
Are you effing kidding me?
Come on, Meg.
She's not gonna drive again.
Camry's just gonna sit there
until it rusts out.
What happened to Dad's car?
It's 12 years old, you know?
I have street parking,
it's falling apart.
Wow. You're really living
the dream out there.
Holy shit.
-Is that Doug Metzger?
-Yeah.
Lives in a group home
around here somewhere.
Wow. Still just...
wandering the streets
in the days.
That's tragic.
Welcome home!
What a mess.
Yeah. Yeah, okay.
-I am gonna crash.
-Okay.
I am.
I'm gonna go to bed.
You're gonna smoke pot
and watch porn.
No. That's... no.
No, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna answer emails
and watch Netflix now.
Why, what are you doing,
what are you doing now?
-You's gonna stay?
-I'm gonna look around.
You gonna do that now?
You're gonna do...
you're doing that right now?
Okay.
Wow.
Wow. I don't think I've been
down here in like a decade.
-You smell mold?
-Yeah, I do.
Fuck, it is damp down here.
-What is that?
-What?
What is that? Why is there water
on the floor? What the fuck!
Are you
fucking kidding me?
Everyone of
my fucking possessions is w...
No! Oh, God, no. No, no! No! No!
My fucking Pokmon cards,
these are worth
thousands of fucking dollars!
Dehumidifier's broken.
Jesus Christ. No.
Come on, man. Come on!
Oh, great, my books are soaked.
This is fucking great.
All I need is a hot lamp
and a hair dryer,
and I can
fucking keep reading them.
Goddammit!
My fucking original
Frank Miller,
are you kidding me? Fucking A!
I knew I should've...
I should've shipped
all this shit to LA years ago.
Can you come help me, maybe?
Meg?
What is it?
What is that, why?
Jesus Christ,
what is that smell?
The fuck is that?
Oh!
It's been there this whole time.
From 1996, '97?
God, I remember that tracksuit.
The... The whole neighborhood
was looking for Mrs. Metzger.
And... And Mom
and Dad packed us up,
and put us in the car,
and drove us
to Grandma Christman's house
for a week.
And when we came back,
the paneling was up,
and our stuff
was on the shelves.
Is this
why they never went anywhere?
Is this why we couldn't get
a dog?
I mean, Dad threw himself
into work,
and Mom got old before her time.
You weren't here, but...
After Dad died,
she was basically a shut-in.
She wouldn't even go see
Aunt Helen in Utica,
she must've been worried
that something might happen.
-And somebody would...
-Find the body.
Jesus Christ.
How could our parents act
like nothing ever happened?
That's worse than the killing.
I mean, it's...
it's not, but still.
They called it the playroom.
"Go play, kids!"
"Hey, let us know if you smell
anything weird down there."
I had movie nights,
parties in that basement.
Do you know
how many hours of PlayStation
I played on that couch?
I lost my virginity
on that couch.
-Our parents are murderers.
-No. No, we don't know that.
Dad didn't accidentally wallop
Patti fucking Metzger
in her basement, Meg.
Okay, maybe they killed her,
accidentally.
May-- maybe she fell.
Maybe Dick Metzger killed her,
like everybody thought,
-and they just covered it up--
-Mm. You know what, we could, um,
we could go ask Dick Metzger,
except...
...that's right,
he drank himself to death
because some
fucking kids thought
he killed their fucking mom.
We have to call the police.
What, yeah. Yeah, I mean,
yeah, we should, but...
Mm, should we? Really?
-Yeah!
-Why?
Why? I mean,
what good would that do?
It's been 30 years.
Everybody's moved on,
Dad's dead.
Metzger kids
have all moved away,
except for Doug Metzger,
and he's just roaming
the streets in a daze.
Hmm? It's not like
anyone's looking for Patti.
Maybe, um, it might be better...
not to open up old wounds.
Noah, we...
we have to call the police.
We're gonna call the police.
Uh, excuse me?
Sorry, here. Here. Here.
-Noah!
-Okay, just... Wait! Okay? Just wait!
I... I... I...
I wrote four specs last year
that didn't sell, okay?
That series, everybody said
it was gonna go?
Like I was finally gonna
have something that worked.
And it just...
Like every fucking thing
that I do... okay?
My business is in the toilet.
Meg, I have five maxed out
credit cards,
I'm barely keeping up
with the interest.
It's bad.
Okay, I... I don't understand
what this has...
Well, I was just...
I was counting on, you know,
a little bit
of that money when, uh...
When Mom dies.
Wow.
Wow, yeah.
Yeah, I'm a piece of shit.
Fine. Great.
You have a house,
you have a family.
I have none of those things.
If the cops get involved
in this,
the Metzger kids will sue us.
And we will lose
the house. Guaranteed.
-No, this isn't about money.
-Okay, great.
How about family, then? Hmm?
Yeah, maybe Mom
and Dad made some mistakes,
like, a lot. Potentially
some very big mistakes, but...
I still love them.
If this gets out,
Dad's name will get dragged
through the mud.
Your kids will think
their nana is a killer.
This'll put Mom in her grave.
No question.
I don't know what to do.
Go home.
Sleep on it,
we'll both sleep on it.
How can you sleep
with that thing
in the basement?
Apparently, I did it
my entire adolescence.
One more night
isn't gonna make a difference.
Hey.
Just put the kids to bed.
What did Cayden eat?
Did you put it in?
Yeah.
How much insulin
did you give him?
What the pump said.
His blood sugar's high.
Did he sneak chocolate chips?
You know he gets
into the chocolate chips,
he won't tell you.
Were you watching him?
He didn't sneak chocolate chips,
what's with you?
I... I've... I don't know
what else to tell this client.
I've sent them six emails,
I wanna say to them,
"No one's making you
buy advertising."
There's no need
to get stressed
over a part-time sales job.
Are you saying
we don't need the money?
No, I'm not saying that,
it's just...
You're on edge
because of your mom.
And it does make you think.
Someday we're all probably gonna
wind up like that.
-Do you need anything?
-No, um...
Send a few more emails,
then I'll come up.
Okay. Love you.
G'night.
Cayden?
Cayden, honey, wake up. Here.
Drink some of this.
Good job. Good job, buddy.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Fuck me!
Dinnertime,
get your butt upstairs!
Look at the camera, kids.
-Okay, Mom.
-I am looking.
So, how are we supposed to get rid of a dead body?
We do it tonight, late.
3:00 a.m.,
so nobody's out driving.
If Diego asks, they need you
at the hospital
or you just wanna go
to the hospital to check on Mom,
go with that.
We wrap Patti back up.
Please, don't...
don't use her name.
We wrap the body back up.
We put her in the back
of your car.
I drive the kids
to school in that car.
Yeah.
You, uh, might wanna put
some towels down,
in case the body, um...
You should put some towels down.
-Where should we take it?
-Now, that's the easy part.
Seneca Quarry.
It goes on for miles,
we go way in.
I wrote for two seasons
on Blue Bloods,
I know how cops think.
We bury it.
No. That'll take too long.
We take it to that awful pond
we used to drink at
in high school.
It's like a swamp.
No one ever goes in there.
It's hard to get to,
and it smells like sulfur.
Once we do this,
there's no going back, Meg.
Even years from now,
you'll think about it
when you're trying
to get to sleep.
It'll pop up in your head
at random times,
you'll be playing
with your grandkids and it'll...
it'll be there,
just all of a sudden,
and you can never tell anybody.
Not Diego, not a therapist.
No one.
If this is too much for you,
tell me now,
and I will figure out a way
to do it myself.
No. No, I can do it.
We should do it together.
I know, but 700 dollars?
Isn't that too big an order?
I mean, we're already swimming
in inventory,
-I've got boxes stacked up in the garage.
-Chill, girl.
We can always sell it
as overstock.
Lindsey that's...
that's not the same thing.
If we sell for 50 percent,
we break-even, barely,
but that doesn't count time,
and...
This is what we have to do
to be successful.
It's like this for everyone
in their first year.
You have to think long-term.
Hang on, that's work.
Meg Robles-Vargas,
how can I help you?
Bye, kids.
-Bye, Mom.
-Bye, Mom.
Have a good day,
make good choices!
Sixty-one degrees today
and raining.
Colder tomorrow with more rain
and thunderstorms
moving in next week.
Police in Caldwell
are still investigating
a grisly discovery
made Saturday morning.
Students
from Rossmore University's
Environmental Science lab
were testing the water
at Seneca Quarry,
when they uncovered
a plastic bag filled
with human remains.
Details are sketchy,
but authorities
are treating this
as a probable homicide.
-Hey, Meg.
-Traffic is stalled out
on 490 West
for a noninjury crash...
Dude, chill.
The next day.
They found it the next day.
Hey, how come we're just
hearing about it now?
It's okay.
Okay, keep your voice down.
They don't know how long
the body's been underwater.
They probably don't even know
whose body it is yet.
There is absolutely
no possible way
they're gonna be able
to link us to this.
Ah.
Meg and Noah. Correct?
Yeah.
I'm Lieutenant Zell,
I'm an investigator
with the Sheriff's department.
Oh, no. Did Mom rob
another liquor store?
I'm just asking a few questions,
we're almost done.
Mrs. Robles,
if there's anything
you can remember
that might help me...
Ah...
Can you understand her?
Eh...
Calm down, Judy.
It's gonna be all right.
Look, my shift is over,
and I'm not comfortable
having you in here
when I'm not here.
You're upsetting her.
-Can we get a sedative, please?
-My apologies.
May I speak with you
for a moment?
-Yeah, now?
-Yes.
Sure. Sure.
You just concentrate
on getting better.
Are you aware that a body
was found in Seneca Quarry?
-A body? No. No.
-Her name was Patti Metzger.
We had a pretty good idea
of who it was
when we pulled her
out of the pond,
we already had
the dental records on file.
I understand that your parents
were close to the Metzgers.
Yeah. Yeah, a little bit,
well, they used to...
they used
to play bridge together, right?
I don't remember,
I was too young.
The trouble is,
there aren't very
many people left who knew Patti.
You know, we always heard...
We always heard
Mr. Metzger may have...
you know, done something.
That's a theory.
Somebody bashed her head in.
Give me a call
when your mother feels up
to trying again.
Hey, Mom.
Don't worry about Patti,
we're taking care of it.
We're taking care
of it.
You don't need
to worry about Patti.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Oh.
What... What is that,
do we get a nurse?
No. You... You don't need
to say anything. Okay?
You don't need
to say anything to anybody.
Whatever you or Dad did...
it doesn't matter.
It-- it's insulin,
how can it not be covered?
The old brand was covered,
but the new one
isn't in our system.
I can't afford
300 dollars a bottle.
Nobody could afford
300 dollars a bottle.
Mrs. Vargas,
please contact your doctor.
Really, Alana?
Mrs. Vargas,
I need you to please...
Who is that?
-Hey.
-Hi.
Are you...
are you drinking my beer?
Probably.
It's some craft lager bullshit
I found in the fridge.
Tastes like piss.
-Wow.
-I... I'm sorry.
Wha... What are you doing here?
-Oh, I wanted to talk to you.
-Us?
Why... why do you want
to talk to us?
We all know
it's Judy's last day in.
Excuse me?
In the hospital...
you called me Brianna.
I've been with your mother
for at least five months.
We've been introduced by name
at least three times.
I'm so sorry. Uh,
what was your name, again?
I get a lot of stroke patients.
In general, they're okay. Quiet.
They watch a lot of TV.
When a stroke patient
is trying to talk,
it's important to
let them finish their sentences.
No matter how long it takes
and how hard it is
not to jump in.
Most people can't do that.
It's a skill.
When your mother told me
she killed Patti Metzger,
-I got it on the first try.
-Oh, God.
I'm sorry, um...
Our mom told you...
that she killed Patti Metzger,
that is... that's...
that's insane.
The cop says this is all
30 years ago,
so I think to myself,
it's kind of weird that the body
just showed up now.
-Oh, God.
-I do laundry in the basement.
I don't have to, you know?
That's above and beyond.
But most of the time,
I'm just sitting around, so...
I knew something was leaking,
but she absolutely
did not want me to call anyone.
And I probably
don't have to tell you
how stubborn Judy is.
I was down there just now.
-It's kind of a mess.
-Oh, God!
What do you want?
Ten thousand dollars.
You want money?
It's not a lot
when you think about it.
You seem like a non-starter.
But, Meg, I'm guessing,
can pull together ten grand,
no muss, no fuss.
It's a one-time thing,
and then we all do
whatever we all do.
If you get caught,
I'll deny the whole thing.
Is that my mom's watch?
Yeah. Judy gave it to me
as a gift.
Go ahead, ask her.
Fuck you. You know what?
Fuck you!
You are a fucking dirtbag!
Yeah.
Your mother straight up
murdered her friend,
you two dumped the body
in a swamp,
and I'm a fucking dirtbag.
Got it.
-Why are you doing this?
-I don't like you.
You two got
everything handed to you,
and you treat me like shit.
You treat your mother
like shit too.
I guess that's none
of my business.
-I don't treat my mother...
-All right.
Okay.
Here's the way things
are gonna go, you fucking skank.
-Hmm.
-We're gonna give you the ten thousand dollars.
-And that's it.
-Noah?
High noon. Tomorrow.
We meet
at that abandoned railway bridge
just past Lakeshore,
there's no one around for miles.
Three o'clock, Country Diner.
On Ridge.
Why there?
Country fried steak.
Okay, I have 2,500 in checking,
and I can take 3,000 out of each
of the kids' college accounts,
-and... how much do you have?
-I don't know, like 600.
That's it?
Can we maybe
not fucking do this,
right this second, please?
I can close out
my Always Samantha account.
-I... I don't know what that is.
-A brand.
My... My friend Lindsey and I,
we sell clothes on Facebook,
it's mostly leggings
with prints,
sometimes there's themes or...
Do you block my Facebook posts?
Do you really think
I go on fucking Facebook?
I can't. Okay, so...
I... I think I can do it, okay?
Just, but...
Okay. Can you please listen
to yourself right now?
There is absolutely no guarantee
that she will keep
her mouth shut,
even if we give her the money,
or that she won't come back
asking for more.
Uh, she said she wouldn't?
What else can we do, Noah? Okay?
We have to trust her, unless...
Wait, are you saying
we should kill her?
Jesus Christ. Fuck no!
What are we,
the fucking League of Shadows?
No! No!
We just... We just scare her,
a little.
You know?
We still give her the money,
but... but we let it be known
that we are serious people
who should not be fucked with.
I think that ship has sailed.
Megan. I...
I'm going home, okay?
No matter what happens here,
I'm leaving.
I have shit to do where I live.
I think we should bring in Bodie.
What, no! Why?
Well, let's see.
Uh, he's the creepiest person
we know.
He would do literally anything
for our mother.
And I'm guessing he's probably
not very busy right now.
-Noah, he's a criminal.
-Yeah.
Exactly.
No. No!
No, we're not getting dragged
back into this family bullcrap.
What did we do that was so awful?
Okay, we... we dumped a body
in a quarry, that's not good.
But they're not gonna send us
to jail.
We'll probably
just get probation.
And... And Mom?
Nobody's gonna put an old lady
who just had a stroke on trial
for a... a 30-year-old crime.
We can still call the police.
Sure. Sure, yeah,
we can call the cops.
Of course, everyone in Caldwell
will know what we did...
including, I'm sure,
all the parents
at your kids' school.
You'll have to move.
Hopefully, Diego can find
another job
at another campus somewhere,
with the same medical benefits
for Cayden.
Honestly, that's a lotta stress
on a marriage.
Maybe Diego sticks it out.
Maybe he doesn't.
Maybe Mom gets locked up
in a geriatric ward.
Maybe she doesn't.
Maybe Cayden is okay.
What do we even say to Bodie?
You just figure out
how to get that money.
I'll talk to Bodie.
The destination
is on your right.
Proceed to the route.
In 200 feet, the destination
is on your left.
-Where the fuck is it?
-Make a U-turn.
Are you
fucking kidding me?
-Make a U-turn.
-Ah, shut up.
The destination
is on your right.
Oh, my God.
Jesus Christ.
Hey, Bodie?
Bodie, it's Noah.
Bodie?
-Hello? Jesus!
-Hey, Noah.
Hey! Hi, wasn't sure
if you heard me.
Look at you.
You're filling out.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I guess I...
I guess I have put on
a little weight.
Yeah, you gained
a little weight.
Yes.
How are you doing?
How's Aunt Judy?
She had a stroke, right?
-Mm-hmm.
-M... M... My dad sent me an email.
Oh, yeah? Yeah. You know.
Aunt Judy, she's, uh,
my mom's all right.
She's, you know, kind of,
good days, bad days,
sort of thing.
Yeah. I really wanted
to go see her...
It's been really busy,
you know, with everything.
Yeah. Yeah, I get that.
Yeah. Um...
Hey, man, uh, can we,
uh, can we talk?
Uh... Is there someplace
we could... chat?
Yeah.
Of course
she's making it up, Bodie.
Of course she is.
I mean, yeah, my parents
had a friend that was killed,
that's... that happened.
But, you know, she's lying.
I mean, my mom and dad had nothing to
do with it, you know my parents, Bodie.
You think my parents
could possibly kill somebody?
I don't know.
You know, my dad and your dad
used to shoot up cans
in the woods?
-He was a pretty good shot.
-Yeah, but, this, what...
what does that have to do
with anything?
She w... She wasn't even shot.
-You ever do any shooting?
-Me?
No. Not really, no.
Bodie, this aide's been stealing
from my mom.
You know that?
Cash that my mom stashed
all around the house.
We think
she took some jewelry.
She definitely took
the fucking Rolex
that my dad gave my mom
for their 30th anniversary.
-She doesn't have any proof.
-She don't need proof, Bodie!
All she has to do
is tell the cops
that my mom said
something to her,
that she confessed, and they'll
just start tearing shit up.
You know,
they'll go through the house.
They'll treat her like
a suspect.
Maybe they just need somebody
to pin this whole thing on.
Yeah, that happened
with a friend of mine.
-Three friends of mine.
-Bodie.
Bodie, my mom, your aunt,
is in a really fragile
place right now.
Any kind of stress,
anything at all,
any kind of...
she could just...
And this person, this...
this aide? She doesn't care.
This is not
a good person, Bodie.
This is not a good person.
Meg and I tried
talking to her.
And we both just agree
at this point,
best thing to do
is just give her the cash.
And be done with it.
That's why we want you there.
For backup.
You know, just to show her
that we're a family
that sticks together.
Dude...
I'm basically worried.
If I have to go do this myself,
I'm gonna get aggro.
We used to go to Darien Lake
every summer.
Our families.
We used to ride the Viper.
How come we stopped doing that?
Uh...
Well, there was that thing,
you know, with the car.
I didn't steal it. Okay?
Dennis Berry stole it!
Dude. It wasn't my choice.
My dad was worried about me.
He was worried
about Meg, mostly.
You know, both my parents
were overprotective,
especially when we were
in high school--
Why don't you write
a Spiderman movie?
That's-- yeah.
-Yes. That's a good idea.
-Or The Witcher?
You watch that?
Elder blood and shit?
-Themes of destiny.
-Yeah.
-Yeah, it's good.
-So why don't you write that?
Well... Bodie.
You kind of need
to get hired to, uh...
You know, it's a shame
your dad's not still around.
He wouldn't stand for this shit.
When and where?
I'm done, Mom.
Honey, you gotta put the
title on top, next to your name.
C'mon, what's this?
I don't know.
I'm supposed to sign this,
you need to give me
these things, okay?
-Are we eating here?
-No, honey.
-We'll go somewhere else.
-I want Panera.
Hey, bro!
Bodie! Hi. Uh, we were
starting to get worried.
Hey, Meg.
Hey.
Oh, snap! Who's this?
Everett, Cayden.
Um, Diego had a conference
and nobody could watch them,
so... Say hi, guys.
Hi.
What's up? What's up, guys?
Hey look, thank you
so much for doing this.
I know it's a lot to ask,
I'm really grateful
we have family we can rely on.
Family's the most
important thing, you know?
-Family and protein.
-Yeah, that's accurate.
There she is.
Yeah, that's her.
All right, let's...
Mm-mm. Give me the bag,
I'm going alone.
Why would-- what? Why?
We want to scare her?
She already knows you two
are pussies.
Okay. Yeah, okay.
All right.
-Hey.
-What?
Come here,
listen, just um...
Just tell her this
is all there is, you get this?
Don't say anything else.
Be quiet and, like, menacing.
Okay.
-Okay! Fine.
-Okay.
You didn't tell me
he wears braces now.
Who, Bodie?
Yeah, he wears braces.
Country-fried steak.
They hire you to scare me?
It worked. Super scared.
I'm supposed to give you this
and...
tell you not to come back
for more.
How well do you know
the Robles?
Judy's my father's sister.
Hmm. She keeps track
of the food.
I go shopping,
and she keeps the receipts,
and checks off
whatever she eats.
I'm helping this bitch
use the toilet,
and she's making sure I don't
eat her garlic Triscuits.
And Meg?
She just pops by whenever.
Why doesn't she do my job?
You have to hire someone
to take care of your own mother?
Did you know that
Judy pays Noah's rent?
I've been paying my own rent
since I was 15.
All these families treat you
like you're invisible.
They don't care about
anyone who isn't them.
You make up stories
about my aunt,
and I'm supposed to feel
sorry for you?
You think I'm lying?
Take the money and go.
We'll let the cops decide.
If anything happens
to my aunt Judy,
I'mma come up behind you
and I'mma slit your throat.
You're doing a mistake.
You're doing a mistake!
He still has it.
Why does he still have it?
What? What?
What?
The fuck?
Oh, Jesus Christ. Dude.
-Why, uh, why?
-You don't have to worry about her again.
You gave her the money, right?
Didn't have to.
She's leaving.
-No.
-She's leaving.
No, no, no, no.
Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Bodie. You're the bag man.
You're supposed
to deliver the bag.
You guys thought... she would
just take the money and go away?
You don't know what people are really like.
I do. And people like that?
You have to be firm, all right?
You have to let them know
that you're willing to spill
a little blood.
Cayden, can you turn
that thing off please?
I think
I'm having a panic attack.
-What's a panic attack?
-It's okay, Cayden.
-Everett!
-What are you guys doing now,
you wanna get a bite
or something, get some food?
Bodie, Bodie.
We're dealing with some,
uh, stuff.
I'll give you a call, okay?
I'll stop by. I'll stop by.
-Does that sound good?
-When?
The next couple of days? Yeah?
-Yeah, everyone should come.
-Yes.
-Thanks for everything. You did-- You did stuff. Okay.
-Belt's on. Come on.
Later, Cayden. Later, Everett.
Yeah. Say bye, guys.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Hey.
-Hmm?
I got the results on
the Metzger thing.
She wasn't in the water
very long.
Really? How long?
Hard to tell.
Not 30 years, though. Recently.
Why would somebody
move the body now?
Some new construction going on,
maybe?
Some old building
being torn down?
Where would you put a body?
I don't know.
You've never even
thought about it?
You're not even curious?
-Not really.
-Come on, play along.
I guess I'd take it
to my hunting cabin.
Field dress like a deer.
Break it down, take the meat
off the bones.
Put everything else
through a grinder.
I doubt most people would
have the stomach for that.
Oh, fuck.
These are the Caitlin
prints in large.
Item 185. I just love these.
-Kids.
-I have a pair just--
Sorry. Kids! Stop. Diego!
These come with...
Kids.
-Sorry.
-Shh, shh, shh.
That's enough,
let's get over here, okay?
We've been asking for
metallic silver leggings
forever.
Meg,
why don't you tell everybody
about our killer deal on these?
Meg?
Meg?
Okay, well, our next item...
Open the door, Noah!
Or if you prefer, I could
just let myself in.
-Hey!
-Hey.
This is Noah.
Next up, we have
the Sloanes in, um, medium.
And...
Item 204.
Next up, we've got
this gorgeous little number.
Look at these details!
So pretty!
Can I get you guys anything?
No, I'm just looking around.
Where's Meg at?
Probably at home.
She lives in, uh, Glenridge.
Glenridge, that's what,
20 minutes away?
Yeah, give or take, uh,
it depends on the...
Shh. Did you hear that?
I think there's someone outside.
Prowler maybe?
I don't hear anything.
Still, you can't be
too careful.
Think I should
probably call the police.
Just as soon as this sand
runs out.
That should give us what,
20 minutes? Give or take?
I have it on good authority,
that if we sell out,
Meg's dear husband Diego
is going to model
the Joey leggings
on our next live cast!
I never agreed to that, no.
Come back, Diego, we want you!
Oh.
Hey.
Hmm.
No small, sorry. Yup.
We've got it in medium,
but, they'll go quick.
Hey, Liz, good to see you there.
Oh, we got your petites!
Hey, Mom!
I, I'm...I'm so sorry.
I have to go.
Now?
We-- we still have to do
the Disney collection.
Sorry, Lindsey. Bye.
What's going on?
I-- I have to get
to the hospital.
It's family stuff.
You wanna come with me?
Well, yeah, of course.
Let me just get the kids.
No, no, no. No, it's fine.
It's not an emergency.
Are you sure?
It's not a problem.
-I'll come with you.
-Everything's fine.
Um, I'll see you later.
Sorry!
Hmm. Bummer.
Wait, wait, just wait. Look,
she's, she's gonna
be here any minute.
But she's not here
right now, is she?
She's on her way. Yo, just
give her five more minutes.
Okay, we're cool. We're cool.
911, what's your emergency?
Hi. Uh, it's not an emergency
exactly, but...
Did I make it? Noah?
Oh. I made it. I made it.
No. No, I didn't make it.
You gotta be kidding me. Okay.
Okay.
-Oh, hi!
-Ma'am?
D'you report someone
suspicious outside your house?
Suspicious? No.
No, there's no...
there's no suspicion.
Eh, nothing-- nothing
suspicious is happening.
Ma'am, are you being
held against your will?
-No!
-Wha--
Uh, hello.
Um, we-- we called you.
Me and my friends,
we call-- we called.
I called-- we called her,
then we called you.
May I come in?
To, uh, my house? Yeah.
You wanna come-- please come in.
Welcome.
Uh, right, this is, uh--
Um, this is my sister.
This is our mom's home.
Uh, we heard a noise,
me and my-- these people.
These are my good friends.
It was a... false alarm,
not an on purpose false alarm.
That would be,
I would imagine, illegal.
But it was a false.
So we haven't heard
anything since.
We haven't heard
anything since, right?
No. It's been very quiet.
It's quiet.
Sir, have you been
smoking cannabis?
Yes.
Yes, I have. A little.
Uh, is that illegal here?
I never get that right.
Just the four of you
in the house?
Mm-hmm, yeah.
I-- I just got here.
Um, our mother,
she's in the hospital.
And you're having a party?
Well, I wouldn't-- I don't know
that I'd call it a party,
it's more of like
a get together.
I mean, a four-person party,
that'd be kind of sad.
Well, since I'm here,
why don't I have a look around?
Sure, yeah,
that would be good.
You wanna-- Oh, you wanna
start there? Okay.
There's nothing--
there's nothing in there.
There's just, uh, some junk.
-Raccoons... raccoons!
-What?
It's the raccoons.
There's a-- there's a--
a family of raccoons
living under the shed, remember?
Mom-- Mom told us
about it weeks ago,
we were supposed
to call somebody,
and, you know,
they... they get in the trash
and they eat the-- the wires,
and that is probably the sound
that they heard, right?
Yeah.
Might've been raccoons.
Probably the raccoons.
It's probably the raccoons.
It's okay. We get this type
of call all the time.
You hear anything
else suspicious,
don't hesitate to call.
We're here for your safety.
-Oh, thank you.
-Thank you.
All right. Thank you again.
Drive safe!
Good.
So. Now I want
25,000 dollars.
-Jesus Christ.
-Tomorrow.
Are you fucking
kidding me, man?
We don't have 25,000 dollars.
This time, we'll do it
on the train bridge.
High noon?
If I see that creep
with the braces,
I'll call the cops.
-You believe me now?
-Oh, yeah. Yeah, we believe you.
Good.
Hey, man.
Hey, we're good, right?
-We're good.
-Oh, fuck!
See you tomorrow.
Fuck!
I'm good, Meg.
Great.
I feel sick.
I think I'm gonna throw up.
Ah, Jesus Christ, not in here!
I'm... I'm okay.
-You did great.
-Ugh.
I haven't punched anybody
since the third grade.
You sure punched Noah.
I can't believe I let you
talk me into this.
I'm a hairstylist!
Both my knees
have been replaced.
Oh, what if my daughter
finds out about this? Oh, God!
You coulda told me you were
gonna call the police?
Just breathe.
You know, I thought
I was above this.
But I let my feelings for you
drag me down.
You're getting paid, T'Shawn.
You could drop a little money
in Gina's college fund.
Why don't you just
turn 'em in?
You want them to suffer,
they'll suffer.
Oh, I'm absolutely
gonna turn them in.
I just wouldn't mind
a little cash for the effort.
Let's go.
Uh, so how much can I
withdraw right now? In cash?
-You'll lose 2,000.
-No, no, I understand,
I don't care
about the penalties.
You can
withdraw 11,000 dollars.
After penalties would be
9,000 dollars.
Okay. Thank you.
Motherfucking cocksucker!
C'mon.
C'mon.
C'mon, c'mon.
Thank God.
Jesus.
-This was your idea.
-I thought it would be cinematic.
You have the money?
Yeah. Most of it.
What? Fuck me.
-Most of it?
-I could only get 22,000
on such short notice.
A little more than 22,000.
I can get the rest,
I just need some time.
You know what, that is--
That's unacceptable.
-Hmm.
-It's unacceptable.
I'm trying to think
what would've happened if I
showed up late to look after Judy.
Or if I didn't feed her on time.
Or if I let her sit in her own
shit for a couple of hours.
How would you have
reacted to that?
Just take the money, please.
Just take the money.
I don't think so.
Fine. Then call the police.
I don't care.
-Come on, Meg.
-No! No,
I-- I really don't care anymore.
I am sick of hiding
and sneaking and lying.
Sure, people will talk.
But eventually,
they'll understand.
We did what we did
to protect our family.
You did it to
protect yourselves. You two,
you do whatever you want,
and then you lie,
and you lie
until you get caught.
And then, you tell yourselves
that anyone else
would've done the same thing.
It's always about you.
I'm not gonna be judged
by you.
Do you even have children?
Do you have anybody
who's depending on you?
You have no idea
what this has been like.
Poor baby, did you miss
your yoga class?
-Fuck you!
-Meg!
Get off me,
-you crazy--
-Fuck you! Fuck you!
Enough!
-Suck my dick!
-Calm the fuck down,
what the fuck
is wrong with you?
Ah! Fuck!
T'Shawn? T'Shawn,
can you hear me? Fuck!
What's wrong with him,
what happened?
What?
What, what are you...
What the fuck did you do?
I-- I didn't do anything--
I-- I swear!
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!
We gotta get him
to a hospital. Right now!
Yeah. Okay,
we can take my car--
Fuck!
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
You need to wash your hands.
Over and over again.
With industrial soap.
I think we still
have some in the garage.
You need to get rid
of the gunpowder residue.
Take your clothes
and your shoes.
Put 'em in a bag
and give 'em to me.
I'll take care of it, okay?
My stomach hurts.
From where he hit me.
T'Shawn.
-T'Shawn.
-Noah.
I need you to hold it together,
okay?
I need you to wash your hands,
put your clothes in a bag,
and give 'em to me.
We couldn't...
He was gonna die.
I mean...
There's no coming back
from that, right? There's...
You saw him.
That's at least manslaughter.
I could call the lawyer.
-Dad's friend, Mark. Mark.
-No. No!
No!
Don't call anybody.
Don't Google anything, okay?
Just...
We need to be on the same page.
We need to cover our tracks.
We can't make any mistakes now.
So, wash your hands.
-My hands.
-Change your clothes,
give them to me.
Do you understand me?
Noah? Do you understand me?
-Yeah...
-Noah!
Do you understand me?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Wait.
Give me Dad's gun.
Why?
Give me Dad's gun.
Go.
Hey, Meg.
Haven't seen you in a long time.
Hi, Doug. You scared me.
Uh, what are you doing?
Just walking.
I live that way.
They don't let me
smoke in the house.
Oh. Okay.
I haven't seen any of you
in a long time.
Uh, that's true.
Um, it's good to see you, Doug.
It's good to see you too, Meg.
You-- you have something
in your hair.
I'll see you later.
You tell, uh...
You tell Noah I said hi.
Sure.
He was shot at close range,
the other one was further out.
Nobody reported gun shots?
Sound acts funny on the water.
Fisherman found him at 4 a.m.
Do we know who they are yet?
No wallet on the male.
Hmm.
-I believe I know this woman.
-Hmm.
We found her!
They just want to talk to us.
She was Mom's aide,
of course they want
to talk to us.
Just... act casual.
You're upset.
You're not too upset,
you barely knew her.
You never even met T'Shawn.
You got this.
Thank you again for coming in.
I know this must be
a shock to you both.
I... I can't get
my head around it.
I mean, first Patti, now this.
It's a terrible thing.
How long was Grace Briscoe
your mother's caregiver?
I'd say, uh, five months?
-Mm-hmm.
-Five months?
Did you know her well?
Mm. Just from seeing her
around the house.
I mean, uh,
I would've loved
to have done it myself,
but, um...
Y'know, taking care of my mother
is a job on its own,
and, um,
we needed a professional.
It can be difficult
to care for a parent.
-Your report's in.
-Thank you.
D'you ever meet
her ex-husband, T'Shawn Reed?
-I don't think so.
-Mm-mm.
Um, what did he look like?
A large man, African American.
I think we would've
remembered him.
T'Shawn was a pretty
straight arrow, no priors,
never got into any trouble.
Grace, though,
she was a different story.
Did you find her
suspicious at all?
-Shady?
-Shade...
I...I... I don't think
I would call her shady.
Grace was devoted
to our mother.
-Uh, she would stay late...
-Are you all right, Mr. Robles?
Hmm?
Me?
Yeah.
Yeah, I just...
-This is insane.
-Mm.
Y'know, this is...
I mean, this is crazy.
-Mm.
-What are we even doing here?
'Cause...
you know, between us,
I shadowed an Encino cop
for a day,
and I know what
an interrogation looks like.
Not that this is
an interrogation.
Of course not.
You're not suspects.
I do find it odd
that since you've been in town,
we found three bodies,
and you're connected
to all of them.
I bet that you want to see
the killer caught
as much as anybody.
Are we sure Noah's even coming?
Has he responded
to any of your texts?
He said he'd be here.
Yeah, but you know him.
He's not dependable.
He's a grown adult,
but he acts like a teenager.
He's cleaning out the house.
His mother's in the hospital,
it's stressful.
So, has anyone told Judy?
About Grace?
No, I don't think so.
But I don't see
how it would be helpful.
Well, you don't have to tell her
she was murdered,
but surely she can tell
she's not around anymore.
Diego,
Noah and I have it
under control. Okay?
I'm just trying to help.
-I'll get it!
-That's Uncle Noah.
Let's go. You can get that.
-Hi, Noah.
-Hey.
Oh, hey.
It's Bodie, right?
This is so great.
You know, the last time
we were all together
was Aunt Connie's
80th birthday party.
This kid was like three.
He was showing me a book about,
like, a magic train
or some shit,
do you remember that?
Oh, I'm sorry,
I did it again. My bad.
That's okay. Just...
you wanna be careful.
Sure, of course.
So, Diego. What do you do again?
You're a teacher, right?
I'm a professor.
I teach math at Cayuga Tech.
-Wow.
-Yeah.
And does that pay well?
I do all right.
You know, I practically
grew up with your mom
and your Uncle Noah.
Ah, it just-- it means a lot
growing up...
like cousins.
Having cousins.
I was just thinking
about you guys.
When I heard about
your mom's aide.
Yeah, I know it's crazy
what's happening
in this country.
Insane. Totally insane.
-You know, that something like that could happen...
-Yeah.
...to someone
you're so close to.
Uh, we-- we didn't really
know her that well.
Well, that's weird.
It seems like you'd have
to talk all the time.
We hired her to be around
when nobody else was available.
You gotta be careful,
letting strangers
into your house.
They might snoop around,
turn up some family secrets.
You know, I know a secret
about your mom
and your Uncle Noah.
It's a big one, though.
You gotta promise not to tell.
You gotta swear.
Let's not go
spilling family tea, okay?
Your mom and your Uncle Noah...
love their ice cream
with rainbow sprinkles!
Come on, Abbott's after dinner?
Ice cream's on Diego,
Mr. Moneybags over here.
Yeah, not tonight, Bodie.
Boo... boo!
I was just thinking
with everything that's going on,
you know, the family's
gotta stick together.
-Absolutely.
-And we should get together more.
What about Sunday? Huh?
You bring the kids,
and I'll throw some kebabs
on the grill.
Yeah, I mean, we'll see.
-Maybe.
-Come on, let's get some good
out of all this. Huh?
You and me
are going out tonight.
Tonight?
I-- I don't know
if I'm up for that, Bodie.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
You and me buddy, no excuses.
We're gonna get after it
while you're still in town.
When do you leave, anyway?
When do you go back?
Soon. I think, soon.
You couldn't pay me
to live in Los Angeles.
Too much crime.
Kids go down okay?
Yeah.
Do you wanna tell me
what the hell is going on?
-Diego.
-Noah looks like hell.
Bodie is a...
I don't even know what Bodie is.
But I don't want him
spending time with our kids.
-He's just lonely.
-Yeah, well, that's shocking.
Look, he didn't have
stability growing up,
okay? He didn't have
good parents.
This is not an easy
time for you.
And I get that.
I'm trying to give you space,
I'm trying to give you support.
But you're giving me nothing.
Why are you unhappy?
I'm not unhappy.
I'm a little overwhelmed
at the moment, but I'm happy.
Just gonna go clean up.
-Ready?
-Ready!
Let's go!
Break!
Hike!
Yeah, yeah. That's nice.
Don't be afraid,
Reg, you got it.
Diego? Can you take Cayden
to the bathroom, please?
I don't have to go!
You're going before
we get in the car. Diego?
-Cayden, let's go, buddy.
-I don't have to go!
C'mon, we'll both go,
we'll be quick.
C'mere.
-Down, set, hut!
-Bodie knows everything.
Did he tell you he knows,
or are you guessing?
He doesn't need to tell me.
Will you trust me?
He fucking knows! Jesus Christ.
He talks nonstop.
He told me all about
how his friend Tristan,
burned down his
ex-girlfriend's house last May,
in detail, like he was
proud of the guy.
He's completely unstable,
do you understand that?
Do you remember when
he was in jail,
maybe what, ten years ago,
Mom told us it was DUIs, right?
It wasn't, it was assault.
Apparently some guy,
over stolen fucking laptops,
or something.
-You okay?
-Oh, yeah. I'm great.
-You're sleeping?
-Sure.
They never would've
left us alone, Noah.
Never would've been safe.
Our family never
would have been safe.
The best thing we can do
is forget about it and move on.
Both of us.
Can you do that for me?
Yeah.
Yeah, I can.
What about Bodie?
We'll go to his house tomorrow.
Take it from there.
I love you, Noah.
I love... Love you too.
First you're going to want to
shut off the water heater.
Or often times, adjacent to--
You're going to want to
shut off the main water
to the house itself.
Hey, hey!
Oh, just you guys, huh?
Where are the kids?
Oh, um, Everett had
a football practice,
and Diego had to take Cayden
to a birthday party.
I got 'em these wooden planes,
you know the ones
with the rubber bands,
-remember those?
-Yeah. Love those planes.
Okay.
Just us, then!
Let's do it up!
-Can I put this in the freezer?
-Uh...
Sh... just put in on
the table. That's fine.
I-- I wanna see inside.
Show us around.
Oh, uh, yeah, oh, uh, um...
Okay.
Yeah, just gimme, uh, hang on.
Okay, c'mon, come on in.
Yeah, I really meant
to clean up, but, uh,
yeah, I had to go to the store,
and it got late. Um...
There's not really
too much around here.
Do you-- you have
the whole place on your own?
Yeah, uh, yeah.
I mean, sometimes I...
Yeah, uh...
Do you wanna play God of War?
Or I got Dead Rising 5.
I mean, I got Madden.
Yeah, sure, man,
as long as you don't mind
getting your ass kicked!
Ho-ho! Noah's getting cocky!
I'm gonna put this
in the freezer.
Yeah. Oh, go for it.
Do your thing.
Hey, if you need to move
some stuff, that's fine.
Hey. D'you wanna see
something cool?
Sure.
-Hey! You ready?
-Yeah.
Pretty cool, huh?
Check it out.
Guess that's where your,
uh, design budget went, huh?
This could've gone
right through your temple,
into your brain.
Grab a sword.
Sword. Uh...
Okay. Uh, which one?
Whichever one
speaks to you.
Uh, I don't know, Bodie.
How about this one? Yeah.
Jesus Christ, that's heavy.
Guess how much that cost?
-I don't know, Bodie. How much?
-Guess.
Three hundred?
Three hundred dollars?
Fuck you. 700.
Wow, that's an expensive sword.
-Take a swing at me.
-I don't...
-I don't wanna do that.
-C'mon.
You're not gonna hit me.
Widen your stance.
C'mon.
Good. Better.
Why did you come home?
Bodie!
-Was it to die?
-Bodie, Bodie.
-What say you? Huh?
-Bodie, don't.
What say you?
Oh! Oh!
Timeout?
Huh?
Timeout? Okay.
That was awesome.
Don't move!
The fuck? Meg?
-Meg?
-Just don't move!
Seriously, what are you doing?
Do it. Shoot him.
-Wha... Why would you shoot me?
-Do it.
We're family.
Fucking do it, Meg.
Fucking kill him!
Aww, goddammit, he's loose!
Just, fucking...
just ke-- keep control.
Uh, okay.
Bodie!
Bodie!
Bodie?
Hey, man!
Come out!
We're just, uh...
screwing around, yeah?
Yeah?
We're not gonna hurt you.
Just...
Family fun stuff.
Like we do.
Right?
Right?
Just a joke.
Jesus!
You thought
I was gonna tell on you?
You thought I was gonna go
to the police?
I would never do that!
We're fucking family, man!
Bodie! Please!
We're supposed to have
each other's backs!
Oh! Fuck!
We're supposed to be
making new memories!
We're supposed
to love each other.
Bodie, stop!
We're cousins!
Does that mean anything
to you?
We're fucking family!
Open the fucking door!
This is my house.
Hey! It's okay, he's dead!
Oh, my God.
-Oh, don't, don't!
-I'm just checking.
No, don't!
-I'm just checking.
-Don't check, just...
Okay, okay, wait, stay there,
stay there, don't move!
Don't move, don't move,
don't move!
Ow, Meg!
Meg!
Please, I don't wanna die!
Okay, okay, um, I don't think
I'm supposed to take it out.
Just take it the fuck out!
Just take it out!
-Okay, fuck.
-Okay, okay, okay!
-One.
-Oh...
Two.
Ah! Ah!
Okay. Okay. Wait.
Here, here, here, here.
I know, I know, I know, I know.
Okay, okay, okay.
Cover this. Hold that.
Hold it like...
Hold it. Hold it.
You okay?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm great.
You did it, didn't you?
Dad covered it all up,
but you did it.
You found out she was
sleeping with Dad.
You brained her.
Truth. Tell... the truth.
It's a little late for that
now, Mom, don't you think?
Patti was kind of sexy, I guess.
Little. Guys like that.
She taught spin classes, right?
Yeah.
I can see Dad going for that.
Especially after
a couple of drinks.
So I guess,
whenever he was awake.
Hmm, let's be honest.
Dick Metzger? Meh. He was a dud.
Dad could've torn him in half
if he wanted to.
Did you catch them in bed?
Whew, I can picture it.
Dad's putting in the work,
getting the job done.
She's going "Walter, Walter!"
Maybe she was willing to do
some things
you weren't comfortable with.
Diego and I have been
through that,
but he doesn't cheat on me.
No, he just...
jerks off when he thinks
I'm asleep.
What'd you hit her with?
I'm thinking a frying pan,
tenderizing mallet, maybe?
One of the classics.
Fell.
Patti.
Sure she did. Patti fell.
Ms. Robles-Vargas.
Always good to see you again.
I heard that your mother
was feeling a bit better,
so I thought I'd pop by.
She's communicating?
She can say a word or two.
She gets tired very easily.
-Mm.
-Someone in the hospital
keeping tabs on her for you?
Oh, I've been kicking around
the department for awhile now,
so you get to know people.
Listen, how's your brother?
I heard he had some kind
of an accident, didn't he?
I mean, I haven't been
watching him, I...
I just heard he was in the ER.
Hmm. He was trying to get
the pit out of an avocado,
and put a paring knife
right through his hand.
Ooh, sounds painful!
No permanent damage, I hope.
I don't think they know yet.
I wanted to talk
to you anyway.
We found a watch
in Grace's car,
a Rolex with the initials
WR and JR engraved
on the back.
Now, your father's name
-was Walter Robles, wasn't it?
-It was.
I thought, perhaps,
your mother gave it to her
as a gift. You don't mind
if I ask her, do you?
Uh, can I have a moment
with my mother first?
Of course!
You can try and talk
to her if you'd like.
What did you say to her?
I told her that I love her.
And that she doesn't need
to worry about anything.
I told her she was safe.
You know, cases like these,
cases like
Patti Metzger's murder,
or like Grace Briscoe,
T'Shawn Reed, they get solved.
Some new piece of evidence
comes to light,
somebody remembers something
someone else said,
someone finds a gun.
You'd be surprised.
It may take 30 years,
but they get solved.
Would it be possible
to have the watch returned?
It has sentimental value
to the family.
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you.
I hope you feel better,
Mrs. Robles.
C'mon man, c'mon man,
c'mon, fuck that, no, no, no!
Noah?
It doesn't work,
I'm trying to make it kick.
I already showed you
like ten times!
-I don't understand.
-Dude, just watch me.
-Which one am I?
-Well, think about it, Doug.
If I'm-- if I'm the guy,
you're the girl.
There's only two charac...
You've been that girl
the entire time,
I'm beating you,
I'm literally beating you
with one fucking hand.
You got this.
-Okay.
-C'mon!
-I'm the girl.
-Hey, Meg. What's up?
You want, you want winner?
-Hi, Meg.
-Wait, look what I'm doing.
Look at what I'm doing, okay?
B-trigger, that's all you need.
You don't need to do
anything fancy. That's it.
Noah's gonna teach me
how to fix the water heater.
He told everything
that happened.
I'm not mad about it,
it's just...
it's just good
to put things to rest.
No, no, no,
don't-- don't-- don't--
Don't, please! I just,
I couldn't get it
out of my head, Meg! I just,
I was gonna scream about it.
I just thought I was gonna
like, tell a cashier,
or a--
You know, I just figured
because of Doug's state,
I could just... you know?
Please,
I'll go back to California,
I swear to God, I'll leave,
and I won't come back.
I'll leave,
and I won't come back.
No.
Listen to me.
You're gonna stay here.
You're gonna move back home.
You're gonna live in the house.
We can never sell it now.
Mom can come home.
She'll need someone
to care for her 24 hours a day.
And you'll be here.
You can feed her,
and walk her to the bathroom,
make sure she takes
the right pills in the morning.
You can move back
in your own room.
When she dies,
you're gonna get a real job.
You're gonna pay
the electricity bill,
and the water bill,
and the taxes.
You're gonna replace
the garage roof
and mow the lawn.
You're gonna lead a quiet,
normal life.
You'll watch Cayden
and Everett grow up.
You'll go to soccer games,
and lacrosse games,
and school plays.
You'll be there
for graduations and birthdays.
You'll be reliable.
Always around.
We'll all be a family.
Together.
Oh,
that was...
You know
how little actual nutrients
are in a normal salad?
-I'm prepared to be shocked!
-No.
Oh,
oh, prepare to be very shocked!
Normally
I never use something like this.
This looks like
a meal replacement,
and that's not my thing, sorry.
But, this...
this isn't a meal replacement,
is it?
Well,
I mean, yes and no,
-and that's...
-Can you do Wednesday?
She's getting her hair done
on Tuesday.
Okay,
I'm dying to know more.
No,
it can't be next Tuesday.
No,
she needs to do it
before she sees the doctor.
Yeah... Can you...
Can you do 11:00 a.m.?
I mean, how many people
are going to physical therapy?
Jesus Christ.
I don't understand what the hell
is so complicated for you.
Jesus Christ. Yeah.
I know she's old.
I know she's old,
but she has
a jam-packed schedule,
I don't know.
Okay...
Okay.
Jesus Christ. Okay, that's all.
Okay, yeah.
Thanks so much, Cindy.
Yeah, we'll see you
on Wednesday.
Judy, breakfast!
Judy?
Excuse me. When can we see her?
We'll let you know.
The doctor said worse
than last time.
Her speech
might never come back.
Damn. Now, who's gonna tell me
I'm wasting my life?
Noah.
I'm sure nobody wants
to hear this, but...
I think it's pretty clear
that Judy's probably
not coming home.
Jesus, Diego.
She had a stroke yesterday,
she's not a goldfish.
Well, yeah. I'm just saying
we gotta start thinking
about money and insurance
and long-term care.
We should
probably start thinking
-about selling the house.
-You know what, um,
I think I may have seen
a real estate agent
with cancer in the ICU,
I could...
I'm right about this.
Meg, am I right about this?
Stop. Stop, both of you. Please.
Everett, what's Cayden's number?
One-twenty.
Okay. Diego, can you take
the kids home, please?
-This is scary for them.
-Yeah, they look...
they look like
they're really freaking out.
Kids. Let's grab our stuff,
let's go. Say bye to Mom.
-Bye, Mom.
-Bye.
Thank you, Brianna.
You tired?
No, I'm fine.
I slept on the plane.
Do you remember
when I had pneumonia?
I... I don't remember it,
I was like, four.
I had 105 fever.
Mom had to beg Dad
to take me to the ER.
Doctor said that if we'd waited
another 24 hours,
I would've died.
That's a little dramatic.
That's what they said, Meg.
To his credit...
Dad felt bad about it.
He bought me a book on tanks,
very on brand for him.
She got in the bed with me,
told me she loved me.
Told me everything
was gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Just felt...
Felt safe.
I was really safe.
We're gonna have to make all
the hard decisions from now on.
Ah. All right,
I'm gonna go grab my bag.
I'll see you outside.
Jesus Christ.
It's exactly the same.
How long are you staying?
I don't know,
I was thinking about
maybe heading back Tuesday.
Thinking about
heading back Tuesday,
don't you have
a plane ticket already?
I bought a one-way.
You know, I wasn't sure
if anybody would need me
to stay longer.
Obviously, there's nothing more
I can do,
so I'll probably
head back Tuesday.
Let me drive.
Are you effing kidding me?
Come on, Meg.
She's not gonna drive again.
Camry's just gonna sit there
until it rusts out.
What happened to Dad's car?
It's 12 years old, you know?
I have street parking,
it's falling apart.
Wow. You're really living
the dream out there.
Holy shit.
-Is that Doug Metzger?
-Yeah.
Lives in a group home
around here somewhere.
Wow. Still just...
wandering the streets
in the days.
That's tragic.
Welcome home!
What a mess.
Yeah. Yeah, okay.
-I am gonna crash.
-Okay.
I am.
I'm gonna go to bed.
You're gonna smoke pot
and watch porn.
No. That's... no.
No, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna answer emails
and watch Netflix now.
Why, what are you doing,
what are you doing now?
-You's gonna stay?
-I'm gonna look around.
You gonna do that now?
You're gonna do...
you're doing that right now?
Okay.
Wow.
Wow. I don't think I've been
down here in like a decade.
-You smell mold?
-Yeah, I do.
Fuck, it is damp down here.
-What is that?
-What?
What is that? Why is there water
on the floor? What the fuck!
Are you
fucking kidding me?
Everyone of
my fucking possessions is w...
No! Oh, God, no. No, no! No! No!
My fucking Pokmon cards,
these are worth
thousands of fucking dollars!
Dehumidifier's broken.
Jesus Christ. No.
Come on, man. Come on!
Oh, great, my books are soaked.
This is fucking great.
All I need is a hot lamp
and a hair dryer,
and I can
fucking keep reading them.
Goddammit!
My fucking original
Frank Miller,
are you kidding me? Fucking A!
I knew I should've...
I should've shipped
all this shit to LA years ago.
Can you come help me, maybe?
Meg?
What is it?
What is that, why?
Jesus Christ,
what is that smell?
The fuck is that?
Oh!
It's been there this whole time.
From 1996, '97?
God, I remember that tracksuit.
The... The whole neighborhood
was looking for Mrs. Metzger.
And... And Mom
and Dad packed us up,
and put us in the car,
and drove us
to Grandma Christman's house
for a week.
And when we came back,
the paneling was up,
and our stuff
was on the shelves.
Is this
why they never went anywhere?
Is this why we couldn't get
a dog?
I mean, Dad threw himself
into work,
and Mom got old before her time.
You weren't here, but...
After Dad died,
she was basically a shut-in.
She wouldn't even go see
Aunt Helen in Utica,
she must've been worried
that something might happen.
-And somebody would...
-Find the body.
Jesus Christ.
How could our parents act
like nothing ever happened?
That's worse than the killing.
I mean, it's...
it's not, but still.
They called it the playroom.
"Go play, kids!"
"Hey, let us know if you smell
anything weird down there."
I had movie nights,
parties in that basement.
Do you know
how many hours of PlayStation
I played on that couch?
I lost my virginity
on that couch.
-Our parents are murderers.
-No. No, we don't know that.
Dad didn't accidentally wallop
Patti fucking Metzger
in her basement, Meg.
Okay, maybe they killed her,
accidentally.
May-- maybe she fell.
Maybe Dick Metzger killed her,
like everybody thought,
-and they just covered it up--
-Mm. You know what, we could, um,
we could go ask Dick Metzger,
except...
...that's right,
he drank himself to death
because some
fucking kids thought
he killed their fucking mom.
We have to call the police.
What, yeah. Yeah, I mean,
yeah, we should, but...
Mm, should we? Really?
-Yeah!
-Why?
Why? I mean,
what good would that do?
It's been 30 years.
Everybody's moved on,
Dad's dead.
Metzger kids
have all moved away,
except for Doug Metzger,
and he's just roaming
the streets in a daze.
Hmm? It's not like
anyone's looking for Patti.
Maybe, um, it might be better...
not to open up old wounds.
Noah, we...
we have to call the police.
We're gonna call the police.
Uh, excuse me?
Sorry, here. Here. Here.
-Noah!
-Okay, just... Wait! Okay? Just wait!
I... I... I...
I wrote four specs last year
that didn't sell, okay?
That series, everybody said
it was gonna go?
Like I was finally gonna
have something that worked.
And it just...
Like every fucking thing
that I do... okay?
My business is in the toilet.
Meg, I have five maxed out
credit cards,
I'm barely keeping up
with the interest.
It's bad.
Okay, I... I don't understand
what this has...
Well, I was just...
I was counting on, you know,
a little bit
of that money when, uh...
When Mom dies.
Wow.
Wow, yeah.
Yeah, I'm a piece of shit.
Fine. Great.
You have a house,
you have a family.
I have none of those things.
If the cops get involved
in this,
the Metzger kids will sue us.
And we will lose
the house. Guaranteed.
-No, this isn't about money.
-Okay, great.
How about family, then? Hmm?
Yeah, maybe Mom
and Dad made some mistakes,
like, a lot. Potentially
some very big mistakes, but...
I still love them.
If this gets out,
Dad's name will get dragged
through the mud.
Your kids will think
their nana is a killer.
This'll put Mom in her grave.
No question.
I don't know what to do.
Go home.
Sleep on it,
we'll both sleep on it.
How can you sleep
with that thing
in the basement?
Apparently, I did it
my entire adolescence.
One more night
isn't gonna make a difference.
Hey.
Just put the kids to bed.
What did Cayden eat?
Did you put it in?
Yeah.
How much insulin
did you give him?
What the pump said.
His blood sugar's high.
Did he sneak chocolate chips?
You know he gets
into the chocolate chips,
he won't tell you.
Were you watching him?
He didn't sneak chocolate chips,
what's with you?
I... I've... I don't know
what else to tell this client.
I've sent them six emails,
I wanna say to them,
"No one's making you
buy advertising."
There's no need
to get stressed
over a part-time sales job.
Are you saying
we don't need the money?
No, I'm not saying that,
it's just...
You're on edge
because of your mom.
And it does make you think.
Someday we're all probably gonna
wind up like that.
-Do you need anything?
-No, um...
Send a few more emails,
then I'll come up.
Okay. Love you.
G'night.
Cayden?
Cayden, honey, wake up. Here.
Drink some of this.
Good job. Good job, buddy.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Fuck me!
Dinnertime,
get your butt upstairs!
Look at the camera, kids.
-Okay, Mom.
-I am looking.
So, how are we supposed to get rid of a dead body?
We do it tonight, late.
3:00 a.m.,
so nobody's out driving.
If Diego asks, they need you
at the hospital
or you just wanna go
to the hospital to check on Mom,
go with that.
We wrap Patti back up.
Please, don't...
don't use her name.
We wrap the body back up.
We put her in the back
of your car.
I drive the kids
to school in that car.
Yeah.
You, uh, might wanna put
some towels down,
in case the body, um...
You should put some towels down.
-Where should we take it?
-Now, that's the easy part.
Seneca Quarry.
It goes on for miles,
we go way in.
I wrote for two seasons
on Blue Bloods,
I know how cops think.
We bury it.
No. That'll take too long.
We take it to that awful pond
we used to drink at
in high school.
It's like a swamp.
No one ever goes in there.
It's hard to get to,
and it smells like sulfur.
Once we do this,
there's no going back, Meg.
Even years from now,
you'll think about it
when you're trying
to get to sleep.
It'll pop up in your head
at random times,
you'll be playing
with your grandkids and it'll...
it'll be there,
just all of a sudden,
and you can never tell anybody.
Not Diego, not a therapist.
No one.
If this is too much for you,
tell me now,
and I will figure out a way
to do it myself.
No. No, I can do it.
We should do it together.
I know, but 700 dollars?
Isn't that too big an order?
I mean, we're already swimming
in inventory,
-I've got boxes stacked up in the garage.
-Chill, girl.
We can always sell it
as overstock.
Lindsey that's...
that's not the same thing.
If we sell for 50 percent,
we break-even, barely,
but that doesn't count time,
and...
This is what we have to do
to be successful.
It's like this for everyone
in their first year.
You have to think long-term.
Hang on, that's work.
Meg Robles-Vargas,
how can I help you?
Bye, kids.
-Bye, Mom.
-Bye, Mom.
Have a good day,
make good choices!
Sixty-one degrees today
and raining.
Colder tomorrow with more rain
and thunderstorms
moving in next week.
Police in Caldwell
are still investigating
a grisly discovery
made Saturday morning.
Students
from Rossmore University's
Environmental Science lab
were testing the water
at Seneca Quarry,
when they uncovered
a plastic bag filled
with human remains.
Details are sketchy,
but authorities
are treating this
as a probable homicide.
-Hey, Meg.
-Traffic is stalled out
on 490 West
for a noninjury crash...
Dude, chill.
The next day.
They found it the next day.
Hey, how come we're just
hearing about it now?
It's okay.
Okay, keep your voice down.
They don't know how long
the body's been underwater.
They probably don't even know
whose body it is yet.
There is absolutely
no possible way
they're gonna be able
to link us to this.
Ah.
Meg and Noah. Correct?
Yeah.
I'm Lieutenant Zell,
I'm an investigator
with the Sheriff's department.
Oh, no. Did Mom rob
another liquor store?
I'm just asking a few questions,
we're almost done.
Mrs. Robles,
if there's anything
you can remember
that might help me...
Ah...
Can you understand her?
Eh...
Calm down, Judy.
It's gonna be all right.
Look, my shift is over,
and I'm not comfortable
having you in here
when I'm not here.
You're upsetting her.
-Can we get a sedative, please?
-My apologies.
May I speak with you
for a moment?
-Yeah, now?
-Yes.
Sure. Sure.
You just concentrate
on getting better.
Are you aware that a body
was found in Seneca Quarry?
-A body? No. No.
-Her name was Patti Metzger.
We had a pretty good idea
of who it was
when we pulled her
out of the pond,
we already had
the dental records on file.
I understand that your parents
were close to the Metzgers.
Yeah. Yeah, a little bit,
well, they used to...
they used
to play bridge together, right?
I don't remember,
I was too young.
The trouble is,
there aren't very
many people left who knew Patti.
You know, we always heard...
We always heard
Mr. Metzger may have...
you know, done something.
That's a theory.
Somebody bashed her head in.
Give me a call
when your mother feels up
to trying again.
Hey, Mom.
Don't worry about Patti,
we're taking care of it.
We're taking care
of it.
You don't need
to worry about Patti.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Oh.
What... What is that,
do we get a nurse?
No. You... You don't need
to say anything. Okay?
You don't need
to say anything to anybody.
Whatever you or Dad did...
it doesn't matter.
It-- it's insulin,
how can it not be covered?
The old brand was covered,
but the new one
isn't in our system.
I can't afford
300 dollars a bottle.
Nobody could afford
300 dollars a bottle.
Mrs. Vargas,
please contact your doctor.
Really, Alana?
Mrs. Vargas,
I need you to please...
Who is that?
-Hey.
-Hi.
Are you...
are you drinking my beer?
Probably.
It's some craft lager bullshit
I found in the fridge.
Tastes like piss.
-Wow.
-I... I'm sorry.
Wha... What are you doing here?
-Oh, I wanted to talk to you.
-Us?
Why... why do you want
to talk to us?
We all know
it's Judy's last day in.
Excuse me?
In the hospital...
you called me Brianna.
I've been with your mother
for at least five months.
We've been introduced by name
at least three times.
I'm so sorry. Uh,
what was your name, again?
I get a lot of stroke patients.
In general, they're okay. Quiet.
They watch a lot of TV.
When a stroke patient
is trying to talk,
it's important to
let them finish their sentences.
No matter how long it takes
and how hard it is
not to jump in.
Most people can't do that.
It's a skill.
When your mother told me
she killed Patti Metzger,
-I got it on the first try.
-Oh, God.
I'm sorry, um...
Our mom told you...
that she killed Patti Metzger,
that is... that's...
that's insane.
The cop says this is all
30 years ago,
so I think to myself,
it's kind of weird that the body
just showed up now.
-Oh, God.
-I do laundry in the basement.
I don't have to, you know?
That's above and beyond.
But most of the time,
I'm just sitting around, so...
I knew something was leaking,
but she absolutely
did not want me to call anyone.
And I probably
don't have to tell you
how stubborn Judy is.
I was down there just now.
-It's kind of a mess.
-Oh, God!
What do you want?
Ten thousand dollars.
You want money?
It's not a lot
when you think about it.
You seem like a non-starter.
But, Meg, I'm guessing,
can pull together ten grand,
no muss, no fuss.
It's a one-time thing,
and then we all do
whatever we all do.
If you get caught,
I'll deny the whole thing.
Is that my mom's watch?
Yeah. Judy gave it to me
as a gift.
Go ahead, ask her.
Fuck you. You know what?
Fuck you!
You are a fucking dirtbag!
Yeah.
Your mother straight up
murdered her friend,
you two dumped the body
in a swamp,
and I'm a fucking dirtbag.
Got it.
-Why are you doing this?
-I don't like you.
You two got
everything handed to you,
and you treat me like shit.
You treat your mother
like shit too.
I guess that's none
of my business.
-I don't treat my mother...
-All right.
Okay.
Here's the way things
are gonna go, you fucking skank.
-Hmm.
-We're gonna give you the ten thousand dollars.
-And that's it.
-Noah?
High noon. Tomorrow.
We meet
at that abandoned railway bridge
just past Lakeshore,
there's no one around for miles.
Three o'clock, Country Diner.
On Ridge.
Why there?
Country fried steak.
Okay, I have 2,500 in checking,
and I can take 3,000 out of each
of the kids' college accounts,
-and... how much do you have?
-I don't know, like 600.
That's it?
Can we maybe
not fucking do this,
right this second, please?
I can close out
my Always Samantha account.
-I... I don't know what that is.
-A brand.
My... My friend Lindsey and I,
we sell clothes on Facebook,
it's mostly leggings
with prints,
sometimes there's themes or...
Do you block my Facebook posts?
Do you really think
I go on fucking Facebook?
I can't. Okay, so...
I... I think I can do it, okay?
Just, but...
Okay. Can you please listen
to yourself right now?
There is absolutely no guarantee
that she will keep
her mouth shut,
even if we give her the money,
or that she won't come back
asking for more.
Uh, she said she wouldn't?
What else can we do, Noah? Okay?
We have to trust her, unless...
Wait, are you saying
we should kill her?
Jesus Christ. Fuck no!
What are we,
the fucking League of Shadows?
No! No!
We just... We just scare her,
a little.
You know?
We still give her the money,
but... but we let it be known
that we are serious people
who should not be fucked with.
I think that ship has sailed.
Megan. I...
I'm going home, okay?
No matter what happens here,
I'm leaving.
I have shit to do where I live.
I think we should bring in Bodie.
What, no! Why?
Well, let's see.
Uh, he's the creepiest person
we know.
He would do literally anything
for our mother.
And I'm guessing he's probably
not very busy right now.
-Noah, he's a criminal.
-Yeah.
Exactly.
No. No!
No, we're not getting dragged
back into this family bullcrap.
What did we do that was so awful?
Okay, we... we dumped a body
in a quarry, that's not good.
But they're not gonna send us
to jail.
We'll probably
just get probation.
And... And Mom?
Nobody's gonna put an old lady
who just had a stroke on trial
for a... a 30-year-old crime.
We can still call the police.
Sure. Sure, yeah,
we can call the cops.
Of course, everyone in Caldwell
will know what we did...
including, I'm sure,
all the parents
at your kids' school.
You'll have to move.
Hopefully, Diego can find
another job
at another campus somewhere,
with the same medical benefits
for Cayden.
Honestly, that's a lotta stress
on a marriage.
Maybe Diego sticks it out.
Maybe he doesn't.
Maybe Mom gets locked up
in a geriatric ward.
Maybe she doesn't.
Maybe Cayden is okay.
What do we even say to Bodie?
You just figure out
how to get that money.
I'll talk to Bodie.
The destination
is on your right.
Proceed to the route.
In 200 feet, the destination
is on your left.
-Where the fuck is it?
-Make a U-turn.
Are you
fucking kidding me?
-Make a U-turn.
-Ah, shut up.
The destination
is on your right.
Oh, my God.
Jesus Christ.
Hey, Bodie?
Bodie, it's Noah.
Bodie?
-Hello? Jesus!
-Hey, Noah.
Hey! Hi, wasn't sure
if you heard me.
Look at you.
You're filling out.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I guess I...
I guess I have put on
a little weight.
Yeah, you gained
a little weight.
Yes.
How are you doing?
How's Aunt Judy?
She had a stroke, right?
-Mm-hmm.
-M... M... My dad sent me an email.
Oh, yeah? Yeah. You know.
Aunt Judy, she's, uh,
my mom's all right.
She's, you know, kind of,
good days, bad days,
sort of thing.
Yeah. I really wanted
to go see her...
It's been really busy,
you know, with everything.
Yeah. Yeah, I get that.
Yeah. Um...
Hey, man, uh, can we,
uh, can we talk?
Uh... Is there someplace
we could... chat?
Yeah.
Of course
she's making it up, Bodie.
Of course she is.
I mean, yeah, my parents
had a friend that was killed,
that's... that happened.
But, you know, she's lying.
I mean, my mom and dad had nothing to
do with it, you know my parents, Bodie.
You think my parents
could possibly kill somebody?
I don't know.
You know, my dad and your dad
used to shoot up cans
in the woods?
-He was a pretty good shot.
-Yeah, but, this, what...
what does that have to do
with anything?
She w... She wasn't even shot.
-You ever do any shooting?
-Me?
No. Not really, no.
Bodie, this aide's been stealing
from my mom.
You know that?
Cash that my mom stashed
all around the house.
We think
she took some jewelry.
She definitely took
the fucking Rolex
that my dad gave my mom
for their 30th anniversary.
-She doesn't have any proof.
-She don't need proof, Bodie!
All she has to do
is tell the cops
that my mom said
something to her,
that she confessed, and they'll
just start tearing shit up.
You know,
they'll go through the house.
They'll treat her like
a suspect.
Maybe they just need somebody
to pin this whole thing on.
Yeah, that happened
with a friend of mine.
-Three friends of mine.
-Bodie.
Bodie, my mom, your aunt,
is in a really fragile
place right now.
Any kind of stress,
anything at all,
any kind of...
she could just...
And this person, this...
this aide? She doesn't care.
This is not
a good person, Bodie.
This is not a good person.
Meg and I tried
talking to her.
And we both just agree
at this point,
best thing to do
is just give her the cash.
And be done with it.
That's why we want you there.
For backup.
You know, just to show her
that we're a family
that sticks together.
Dude...
I'm basically worried.
If I have to go do this myself,
I'm gonna get aggro.
We used to go to Darien Lake
every summer.
Our families.
We used to ride the Viper.
How come we stopped doing that?
Uh...
Well, there was that thing,
you know, with the car.
I didn't steal it. Okay?
Dennis Berry stole it!
Dude. It wasn't my choice.
My dad was worried about me.
He was worried
about Meg, mostly.
You know, both my parents
were overprotective,
especially when we were
in high school--
Why don't you write
a Spiderman movie?
That's-- yeah.
-Yes. That's a good idea.
-Or The Witcher?
You watch that?
Elder blood and shit?
-Themes of destiny.
-Yeah.
-Yeah, it's good.
-So why don't you write that?
Well... Bodie.
You kind of need
to get hired to, uh...
You know, it's a shame
your dad's not still around.
He wouldn't stand for this shit.
When and where?
I'm done, Mom.
Honey, you gotta put the
title on top, next to your name.
C'mon, what's this?
I don't know.
I'm supposed to sign this,
you need to give me
these things, okay?
-Are we eating here?
-No, honey.
-We'll go somewhere else.
-I want Panera.
Hey, bro!
Bodie! Hi. Uh, we were
starting to get worried.
Hey, Meg.
Hey.
Oh, snap! Who's this?
Everett, Cayden.
Um, Diego had a conference
and nobody could watch them,
so... Say hi, guys.
Hi.
What's up? What's up, guys?
Hey look, thank you
so much for doing this.
I know it's a lot to ask,
I'm really grateful
we have family we can rely on.
Family's the most
important thing, you know?
-Family and protein.
-Yeah, that's accurate.
There she is.
Yeah, that's her.
All right, let's...
Mm-mm. Give me the bag,
I'm going alone.
Why would-- what? Why?
We want to scare her?
She already knows you two
are pussies.
Okay. Yeah, okay.
All right.
-Hey.
-What?
Come here,
listen, just um...
Just tell her this
is all there is, you get this?
Don't say anything else.
Be quiet and, like, menacing.
Okay.
-Okay! Fine.
-Okay.
You didn't tell me
he wears braces now.
Who, Bodie?
Yeah, he wears braces.
Country-fried steak.
They hire you to scare me?
It worked. Super scared.
I'm supposed to give you this
and...
tell you not to come back
for more.
How well do you know
the Robles?
Judy's my father's sister.
Hmm. She keeps track
of the food.
I go shopping,
and she keeps the receipts,
and checks off
whatever she eats.
I'm helping this bitch
use the toilet,
and she's making sure I don't
eat her garlic Triscuits.
And Meg?
She just pops by whenever.
Why doesn't she do my job?
You have to hire someone
to take care of your own mother?
Did you know that
Judy pays Noah's rent?
I've been paying my own rent
since I was 15.
All these families treat you
like you're invisible.
They don't care about
anyone who isn't them.
You make up stories
about my aunt,
and I'm supposed to feel
sorry for you?
You think I'm lying?
Take the money and go.
We'll let the cops decide.
If anything happens
to my aunt Judy,
I'mma come up behind you
and I'mma slit your throat.
You're doing a mistake.
You're doing a mistake!
He still has it.
Why does he still have it?
What? What?
What?
The fuck?
Oh, Jesus Christ. Dude.
-Why, uh, why?
-You don't have to worry about her again.
You gave her the money, right?
Didn't have to.
She's leaving.
-No.
-She's leaving.
No, no, no, no.
Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Bodie. You're the bag man.
You're supposed
to deliver the bag.
You guys thought... she would
just take the money and go away?
You don't know what people are really like.
I do. And people like that?
You have to be firm, all right?
You have to let them know
that you're willing to spill
a little blood.
Cayden, can you turn
that thing off please?
I think
I'm having a panic attack.
-What's a panic attack?
-It's okay, Cayden.
-Everett!
-What are you guys doing now,
you wanna get a bite
or something, get some food?
Bodie, Bodie.
We're dealing with some,
uh, stuff.
I'll give you a call, okay?
I'll stop by. I'll stop by.
-Does that sound good?
-When?
The next couple of days? Yeah?
-Yeah, everyone should come.
-Yes.
-Thanks for everything. You did-- You did stuff. Okay.
-Belt's on. Come on.
Later, Cayden. Later, Everett.
Yeah. Say bye, guys.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Hey.
-Hmm?
I got the results on
the Metzger thing.
She wasn't in the water
very long.
Really? How long?
Hard to tell.
Not 30 years, though. Recently.
Why would somebody
move the body now?
Some new construction going on,
maybe?
Some old building
being torn down?
Where would you put a body?
I don't know.
You've never even
thought about it?
You're not even curious?
-Not really.
-Come on, play along.
I guess I'd take it
to my hunting cabin.
Field dress like a deer.
Break it down, take the meat
off the bones.
Put everything else
through a grinder.
I doubt most people would
have the stomach for that.
Oh, fuck.
These are the Caitlin
prints in large.
Item 185. I just love these.
-Kids.
-I have a pair just--
Sorry. Kids! Stop. Diego!
These come with...
Kids.
-Sorry.
-Shh, shh, shh.
That's enough,
let's get over here, okay?
We've been asking for
metallic silver leggings
forever.
Meg,
why don't you tell everybody
about our killer deal on these?
Meg?
Meg?
Okay, well, our next item...
Open the door, Noah!
Or if you prefer, I could
just let myself in.
-Hey!
-Hey.
This is Noah.
Next up, we have
the Sloanes in, um, medium.
And...
Item 204.
Next up, we've got
this gorgeous little number.
Look at these details!
So pretty!
Can I get you guys anything?
No, I'm just looking around.
Where's Meg at?
Probably at home.
She lives in, uh, Glenridge.
Glenridge, that's what,
20 minutes away?
Yeah, give or take, uh,
it depends on the...
Shh. Did you hear that?
I think there's someone outside.
Prowler maybe?
I don't hear anything.
Still, you can't be
too careful.
Think I should
probably call the police.
Just as soon as this sand
runs out.
That should give us what,
20 minutes? Give or take?
I have it on good authority,
that if we sell out,
Meg's dear husband Diego
is going to model
the Joey leggings
on our next live cast!
I never agreed to that, no.
Come back, Diego, we want you!
Oh.
Hey.
Hmm.
No small, sorry. Yup.
We've got it in medium,
but, they'll go quick.
Hey, Liz, good to see you there.
Oh, we got your petites!
Hey, Mom!
I, I'm...I'm so sorry.
I have to go.
Now?
We-- we still have to do
the Disney collection.
Sorry, Lindsey. Bye.
What's going on?
I-- I have to get
to the hospital.
It's family stuff.
You wanna come with me?
Well, yeah, of course.
Let me just get the kids.
No, no, no. No, it's fine.
It's not an emergency.
Are you sure?
It's not a problem.
-I'll come with you.
-Everything's fine.
Um, I'll see you later.
Sorry!
Hmm. Bummer.
Wait, wait, just wait. Look,
she's, she's gonna
be here any minute.
But she's not here
right now, is she?
She's on her way. Yo, just
give her five more minutes.
Okay, we're cool. We're cool.
911, what's your emergency?
Hi. Uh, it's not an emergency
exactly, but...
Did I make it? Noah?
Oh. I made it. I made it.
No. No, I didn't make it.
You gotta be kidding me. Okay.
Okay.
-Oh, hi!
-Ma'am?
D'you report someone
suspicious outside your house?
Suspicious? No.
No, there's no...
there's no suspicion.
Eh, nothing-- nothing
suspicious is happening.
Ma'am, are you being
held against your will?
-No!
-Wha--
Uh, hello.
Um, we-- we called you.
Me and my friends,
we call-- we called.
I called-- we called her,
then we called you.
May I come in?
To, uh, my house? Yeah.
You wanna come-- please come in.
Welcome.
Uh, right, this is, uh--
Um, this is my sister.
This is our mom's home.
Uh, we heard a noise,
me and my-- these people.
These are my good friends.
It was a... false alarm,
not an on purpose false alarm.
That would be,
I would imagine, illegal.
But it was a false.
So we haven't heard
anything since.
We haven't heard
anything since, right?
No. It's been very quiet.
It's quiet.
Sir, have you been
smoking cannabis?
Yes.
Yes, I have. A little.
Uh, is that illegal here?
I never get that right.
Just the four of you
in the house?
Mm-hmm, yeah.
I-- I just got here.
Um, our mother,
she's in the hospital.
And you're having a party?
Well, I wouldn't-- I don't know
that I'd call it a party,
it's more of like
a get together.
I mean, a four-person party,
that'd be kind of sad.
Well, since I'm here,
why don't I have a look around?
Sure, yeah,
that would be good.
You wanna-- Oh, you wanna
start there? Okay.
There's nothing--
there's nothing in there.
There's just, uh, some junk.
-Raccoons... raccoons!
-What?
It's the raccoons.
There's a-- there's a--
a family of raccoons
living under the shed, remember?
Mom-- Mom told us
about it weeks ago,
we were supposed
to call somebody,
and, you know,
they... they get in the trash
and they eat the-- the wires,
and that is probably the sound
that they heard, right?
Yeah.
Might've been raccoons.
Probably the raccoons.
It's probably the raccoons.
It's okay. We get this type
of call all the time.
You hear anything
else suspicious,
don't hesitate to call.
We're here for your safety.
-Oh, thank you.
-Thank you.
All right. Thank you again.
Drive safe!
Good.
So. Now I want
25,000 dollars.
-Jesus Christ.
-Tomorrow.
Are you fucking
kidding me, man?
We don't have 25,000 dollars.
This time, we'll do it
on the train bridge.
High noon?
If I see that creep
with the braces,
I'll call the cops.
-You believe me now?
-Oh, yeah. Yeah, we believe you.
Good.
Hey, man.
Hey, we're good, right?
-We're good.
-Oh, fuck!
See you tomorrow.
Fuck!
I'm good, Meg.
Great.
I feel sick.
I think I'm gonna throw up.
Ah, Jesus Christ, not in here!
I'm... I'm okay.
-You did great.
-Ugh.
I haven't punched anybody
since the third grade.
You sure punched Noah.
I can't believe I let you
talk me into this.
I'm a hairstylist!
Both my knees
have been replaced.
Oh, what if my daughter
finds out about this? Oh, God!
You coulda told me you were
gonna call the police?
Just breathe.
You know, I thought
I was above this.
But I let my feelings for you
drag me down.
You're getting paid, T'Shawn.
You could drop a little money
in Gina's college fund.
Why don't you just
turn 'em in?
You want them to suffer,
they'll suffer.
Oh, I'm absolutely
gonna turn them in.
I just wouldn't mind
a little cash for the effort.
Let's go.
Uh, so how much can I
withdraw right now? In cash?
-You'll lose 2,000.
-No, no, I understand,
I don't care
about the penalties.
You can
withdraw 11,000 dollars.
After penalties would be
9,000 dollars.
Okay. Thank you.
Motherfucking cocksucker!
C'mon.
C'mon.
C'mon, c'mon.
Thank God.
Jesus.
-This was your idea.
-I thought it would be cinematic.
You have the money?
Yeah. Most of it.
What? Fuck me.
-Most of it?
-I could only get 22,000
on such short notice.
A little more than 22,000.
I can get the rest,
I just need some time.
You know what, that is--
That's unacceptable.
-Hmm.
-It's unacceptable.
I'm trying to think
what would've happened if I
showed up late to look after Judy.
Or if I didn't feed her on time.
Or if I let her sit in her own
shit for a couple of hours.
How would you have
reacted to that?
Just take the money, please.
Just take the money.
I don't think so.
Fine. Then call the police.
I don't care.
-Come on, Meg.
-No! No,
I-- I really don't care anymore.
I am sick of hiding
and sneaking and lying.
Sure, people will talk.
But eventually,
they'll understand.
We did what we did
to protect our family.
You did it to
protect yourselves. You two,
you do whatever you want,
and then you lie,
and you lie
until you get caught.
And then, you tell yourselves
that anyone else
would've done the same thing.
It's always about you.
I'm not gonna be judged
by you.
Do you even have children?
Do you have anybody
who's depending on you?
You have no idea
what this has been like.
Poor baby, did you miss
your yoga class?
-Fuck you!
-Meg!
Get off me,
-you crazy--
-Fuck you! Fuck you!
Enough!
-Suck my dick!
-Calm the fuck down,
what the fuck
is wrong with you?
Ah! Fuck!
T'Shawn? T'Shawn,
can you hear me? Fuck!
What's wrong with him,
what happened?
What?
What, what are you...
What the fuck did you do?
I-- I didn't do anything--
I-- I swear!
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!
We gotta get him
to a hospital. Right now!
Yeah. Okay,
we can take my car--
Fuck!
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
You need to wash your hands.
Over and over again.
With industrial soap.
I think we still
have some in the garage.
You need to get rid
of the gunpowder residue.
Take your clothes
and your shoes.
Put 'em in a bag
and give 'em to me.
I'll take care of it, okay?
My stomach hurts.
From where he hit me.
T'Shawn.
-T'Shawn.
-Noah.
I need you to hold it together,
okay?
I need you to wash your hands,
put your clothes in a bag,
and give 'em to me.
We couldn't...
He was gonna die.
I mean...
There's no coming back
from that, right? There's...
You saw him.
That's at least manslaughter.
I could call the lawyer.
-Dad's friend, Mark. Mark.
-No. No!
No!
Don't call anybody.
Don't Google anything, okay?
Just...
We need to be on the same page.
We need to cover our tracks.
We can't make any mistakes now.
So, wash your hands.
-My hands.
-Change your clothes,
give them to me.
Do you understand me?
Noah? Do you understand me?
-Yeah...
-Noah!
Do you understand me?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Wait.
Give me Dad's gun.
Why?
Give me Dad's gun.
Go.
Hey, Meg.
Haven't seen you in a long time.
Hi, Doug. You scared me.
Uh, what are you doing?
Just walking.
I live that way.
They don't let me
smoke in the house.
Oh. Okay.
I haven't seen any of you
in a long time.
Uh, that's true.
Um, it's good to see you, Doug.
It's good to see you too, Meg.
You-- you have something
in your hair.
I'll see you later.
You tell, uh...
You tell Noah I said hi.
Sure.
He was shot at close range,
the other one was further out.
Nobody reported gun shots?
Sound acts funny on the water.
Fisherman found him at 4 a.m.
Do we know who they are yet?
No wallet on the male.
Hmm.
-I believe I know this woman.
-Hmm.
We found her!
They just want to talk to us.
She was Mom's aide,
of course they want
to talk to us.
Just... act casual.
You're upset.
You're not too upset,
you barely knew her.
You never even met T'Shawn.
You got this.
Thank you again for coming in.
I know this must be
a shock to you both.
I... I can't get
my head around it.
I mean, first Patti, now this.
It's a terrible thing.
How long was Grace Briscoe
your mother's caregiver?
I'd say, uh, five months?
-Mm-hmm.
-Five months?
Did you know her well?
Mm. Just from seeing her
around the house.
I mean, uh,
I would've loved
to have done it myself,
but, um...
Y'know, taking care of my mother
is a job on its own,
and, um,
we needed a professional.
It can be difficult
to care for a parent.
-Your report's in.
-Thank you.
D'you ever meet
her ex-husband, T'Shawn Reed?
-I don't think so.
-Mm-mm.
Um, what did he look like?
A large man, African American.
I think we would've
remembered him.
T'Shawn was a pretty
straight arrow, no priors,
never got into any trouble.
Grace, though,
she was a different story.
Did you find her
suspicious at all?
-Shady?
-Shade...
I...I... I don't think
I would call her shady.
Grace was devoted
to our mother.
-Uh, she would stay late...
-Are you all right, Mr. Robles?
Hmm?
Me?
Yeah.
Yeah, I just...
-This is insane.
-Mm.
Y'know, this is...
I mean, this is crazy.
-Mm.
-What are we even doing here?
'Cause...
you know, between us,
I shadowed an Encino cop
for a day,
and I know what
an interrogation looks like.
Not that this is
an interrogation.
Of course not.
You're not suspects.
I do find it odd
that since you've been in town,
we found three bodies,
and you're connected
to all of them.
I bet that you want to see
the killer caught
as much as anybody.
Are we sure Noah's even coming?
Has he responded
to any of your texts?
He said he'd be here.
Yeah, but you know him.
He's not dependable.
He's a grown adult,
but he acts like a teenager.
He's cleaning out the house.
His mother's in the hospital,
it's stressful.
So, has anyone told Judy?
About Grace?
No, I don't think so.
But I don't see
how it would be helpful.
Well, you don't have to tell her
she was murdered,
but surely she can tell
she's not around anymore.
Diego,
Noah and I have it
under control. Okay?
I'm just trying to help.
-I'll get it!
-That's Uncle Noah.
Let's go. You can get that.
-Hi, Noah.
-Hey.
Oh, hey.
It's Bodie, right?
This is so great.
You know, the last time
we were all together
was Aunt Connie's
80th birthday party.
This kid was like three.
He was showing me a book about,
like, a magic train
or some shit,
do you remember that?
Oh, I'm sorry,
I did it again. My bad.
That's okay. Just...
you wanna be careful.
Sure, of course.
So, Diego. What do you do again?
You're a teacher, right?
I'm a professor.
I teach math at Cayuga Tech.
-Wow.
-Yeah.
And does that pay well?
I do all right.
You know, I practically
grew up with your mom
and your Uncle Noah.
Ah, it just-- it means a lot
growing up...
like cousins.
Having cousins.
I was just thinking
about you guys.
When I heard about
your mom's aide.
Yeah, I know it's crazy
what's happening
in this country.
Insane. Totally insane.
-You know, that something like that could happen...
-Yeah.
...to someone
you're so close to.
Uh, we-- we didn't really
know her that well.
Well, that's weird.
It seems like you'd have
to talk all the time.
We hired her to be around
when nobody else was available.
You gotta be careful,
letting strangers
into your house.
They might snoop around,
turn up some family secrets.
You know, I know a secret
about your mom
and your Uncle Noah.
It's a big one, though.
You gotta promise not to tell.
You gotta swear.
Let's not go
spilling family tea, okay?
Your mom and your Uncle Noah...
love their ice cream
with rainbow sprinkles!
Come on, Abbott's after dinner?
Ice cream's on Diego,
Mr. Moneybags over here.
Yeah, not tonight, Bodie.
Boo... boo!
I was just thinking
with everything that's going on,
you know, the family's
gotta stick together.
-Absolutely.
-And we should get together more.
What about Sunday? Huh?
You bring the kids,
and I'll throw some kebabs
on the grill.
Yeah, I mean, we'll see.
-Maybe.
-Come on, let's get some good
out of all this. Huh?
You and me
are going out tonight.
Tonight?
I-- I don't know
if I'm up for that, Bodie.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
You and me buddy, no excuses.
We're gonna get after it
while you're still in town.
When do you leave, anyway?
When do you go back?
Soon. I think, soon.
You couldn't pay me
to live in Los Angeles.
Too much crime.
Kids go down okay?
Yeah.
Do you wanna tell me
what the hell is going on?
-Diego.
-Noah looks like hell.
Bodie is a...
I don't even know what Bodie is.
But I don't want him
spending time with our kids.
-He's just lonely.
-Yeah, well, that's shocking.
Look, he didn't have
stability growing up,
okay? He didn't have
good parents.
This is not an easy
time for you.
And I get that.
I'm trying to give you space,
I'm trying to give you support.
But you're giving me nothing.
Why are you unhappy?
I'm not unhappy.
I'm a little overwhelmed
at the moment, but I'm happy.
Just gonna go clean up.
-Ready?
-Ready!
Let's go!
Break!
Hike!
Yeah, yeah. That's nice.
Don't be afraid,
Reg, you got it.
Diego? Can you take Cayden
to the bathroom, please?
I don't have to go!
You're going before
we get in the car. Diego?
-Cayden, let's go, buddy.
-I don't have to go!
C'mon, we'll both go,
we'll be quick.
C'mere.
-Down, set, hut!
-Bodie knows everything.
Did he tell you he knows,
or are you guessing?
He doesn't need to tell me.
Will you trust me?
He fucking knows! Jesus Christ.
He talks nonstop.
He told me all about
how his friend Tristan,
burned down his
ex-girlfriend's house last May,
in detail, like he was
proud of the guy.
He's completely unstable,
do you understand that?
Do you remember when
he was in jail,
maybe what, ten years ago,
Mom told us it was DUIs, right?
It wasn't, it was assault.
Apparently some guy,
over stolen fucking laptops,
or something.
-You okay?
-Oh, yeah. I'm great.
-You're sleeping?
-Sure.
They never would've
left us alone, Noah.
Never would've been safe.
Our family never
would have been safe.
The best thing we can do
is forget about it and move on.
Both of us.
Can you do that for me?
Yeah.
Yeah, I can.
What about Bodie?
We'll go to his house tomorrow.
Take it from there.
I love you, Noah.
I love... Love you too.
First you're going to want to
shut off the water heater.
Or often times, adjacent to--
You're going to want to
shut off the main water
to the house itself.
Hey, hey!
Oh, just you guys, huh?
Where are the kids?
Oh, um, Everett had
a football practice,
and Diego had to take Cayden
to a birthday party.
I got 'em these wooden planes,
you know the ones
with the rubber bands,
-remember those?
-Yeah. Love those planes.
Okay.
Just us, then!
Let's do it up!
-Can I put this in the freezer?
-Uh...
Sh... just put in on
the table. That's fine.
I-- I wanna see inside.
Show us around.
Oh, uh, yeah, oh, uh, um...
Okay.
Yeah, just gimme, uh, hang on.
Okay, c'mon, come on in.
Yeah, I really meant
to clean up, but, uh,
yeah, I had to go to the store,
and it got late. Um...
There's not really
too much around here.
Do you-- you have
the whole place on your own?
Yeah, uh, yeah.
I mean, sometimes I...
Yeah, uh...
Do you wanna play God of War?
Or I got Dead Rising 5.
I mean, I got Madden.
Yeah, sure, man,
as long as you don't mind
getting your ass kicked!
Ho-ho! Noah's getting cocky!
I'm gonna put this
in the freezer.
Yeah. Oh, go for it.
Do your thing.
Hey, if you need to move
some stuff, that's fine.
Hey. D'you wanna see
something cool?
Sure.
-Hey! You ready?
-Yeah.
Pretty cool, huh?
Check it out.
Guess that's where your,
uh, design budget went, huh?
This could've gone
right through your temple,
into your brain.
Grab a sword.
Sword. Uh...
Okay. Uh, which one?
Whichever one
speaks to you.
Uh, I don't know, Bodie.
How about this one? Yeah.
Jesus Christ, that's heavy.
Guess how much that cost?
-I don't know, Bodie. How much?
-Guess.
Three hundred?
Three hundred dollars?
Fuck you. 700.
Wow, that's an expensive sword.
-Take a swing at me.
-I don't...
-I don't wanna do that.
-C'mon.
You're not gonna hit me.
Widen your stance.
C'mon.
Good. Better.
Why did you come home?
Bodie!
-Was it to die?
-Bodie, Bodie.
-What say you? Huh?
-Bodie, don't.
What say you?
Oh! Oh!
Timeout?
Huh?
Timeout? Okay.
That was awesome.
Don't move!
The fuck? Meg?
-Meg?
-Just don't move!
Seriously, what are you doing?
Do it. Shoot him.
-Wha... Why would you shoot me?
-Do it.
We're family.
Fucking do it, Meg.
Fucking kill him!
Aww, goddammit, he's loose!
Just, fucking...
just ke-- keep control.
Uh, okay.
Bodie!
Bodie!
Bodie?
Hey, man!
Come out!
We're just, uh...
screwing around, yeah?
Yeah?
We're not gonna hurt you.
Just...
Family fun stuff.
Like we do.
Right?
Right?
Just a joke.
Jesus!
You thought
I was gonna tell on you?
You thought I was gonna go
to the police?
I would never do that!
We're fucking family, man!
Bodie! Please!
We're supposed to have
each other's backs!
Oh! Fuck!
We're supposed to be
making new memories!
We're supposed
to love each other.
Bodie, stop!
We're cousins!
Does that mean anything
to you?
We're fucking family!
Open the fucking door!
This is my house.
Hey! It's okay, he's dead!
Oh, my God.
-Oh, don't, don't!
-I'm just checking.
No, don't!
-I'm just checking.
-Don't check, just...
Okay, okay, wait, stay there,
stay there, don't move!
Don't move, don't move,
don't move!
Ow, Meg!
Meg!
Please, I don't wanna die!
Okay, okay, um, I don't think
I'm supposed to take it out.
Just take it the fuck out!
Just take it out!
-Okay, fuck.
-Okay, okay, okay!
-One.
-Oh...
Two.
Ah! Ah!
Okay. Okay. Wait.
Here, here, here, here.
I know, I know, I know, I know.
Okay, okay, okay.
Cover this. Hold that.
Hold it like...
Hold it. Hold it.
You okay?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm great.
You did it, didn't you?
Dad covered it all up,
but you did it.
You found out she was
sleeping with Dad.
You brained her.
Truth. Tell... the truth.
It's a little late for that
now, Mom, don't you think?
Patti was kind of sexy, I guess.
Little. Guys like that.
She taught spin classes, right?
Yeah.
I can see Dad going for that.
Especially after
a couple of drinks.
So I guess,
whenever he was awake.
Hmm, let's be honest.
Dick Metzger? Meh. He was a dud.
Dad could've torn him in half
if he wanted to.
Did you catch them in bed?
Whew, I can picture it.
Dad's putting in the work,
getting the job done.
She's going "Walter, Walter!"
Maybe she was willing to do
some things
you weren't comfortable with.
Diego and I have been
through that,
but he doesn't cheat on me.
No, he just...
jerks off when he thinks
I'm asleep.
What'd you hit her with?
I'm thinking a frying pan,
tenderizing mallet, maybe?
One of the classics.
Fell.
Patti.
Sure she did. Patti fell.
Ms. Robles-Vargas.
Always good to see you again.
I heard that your mother
was feeling a bit better,
so I thought I'd pop by.
She's communicating?
She can say a word or two.
She gets tired very easily.
-Mm.
-Someone in the hospital
keeping tabs on her for you?
Oh, I've been kicking around
the department for awhile now,
so you get to know people.
Listen, how's your brother?
I heard he had some kind
of an accident, didn't he?
I mean, I haven't been
watching him, I...
I just heard he was in the ER.
Hmm. He was trying to get
the pit out of an avocado,
and put a paring knife
right through his hand.
Ooh, sounds painful!
No permanent damage, I hope.
I don't think they know yet.
I wanted to talk
to you anyway.
We found a watch
in Grace's car,
a Rolex with the initials
WR and JR engraved
on the back.
Now, your father's name
-was Walter Robles, wasn't it?
-It was.
I thought, perhaps,
your mother gave it to her
as a gift. You don't mind
if I ask her, do you?
Uh, can I have a moment
with my mother first?
Of course!
You can try and talk
to her if you'd like.
What did you say to her?
I told her that I love her.
And that she doesn't need
to worry about anything.
I told her she was safe.
You know, cases like these,
cases like
Patti Metzger's murder,
or like Grace Briscoe,
T'Shawn Reed, they get solved.
Some new piece of evidence
comes to light,
somebody remembers something
someone else said,
someone finds a gun.
You'd be surprised.
It may take 30 years,
but they get solved.
Would it be possible
to have the watch returned?
It has sentimental value
to the family.
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you.
I hope you feel better,
Mrs. Robles.
C'mon man, c'mon man,
c'mon, fuck that, no, no, no!
Noah?
It doesn't work,
I'm trying to make it kick.
I already showed you
like ten times!
-I don't understand.
-Dude, just watch me.
-Which one am I?
-Well, think about it, Doug.
If I'm-- if I'm the guy,
you're the girl.
There's only two charac...
You've been that girl
the entire time,
I'm beating you,
I'm literally beating you
with one fucking hand.
You got this.
-Okay.
-C'mon!
-I'm the girl.
-Hey, Meg. What's up?
You want, you want winner?
-Hi, Meg.
-Wait, look what I'm doing.
Look at what I'm doing, okay?
B-trigger, that's all you need.
You don't need to do
anything fancy. That's it.
Noah's gonna teach me
how to fix the water heater.
He told everything
that happened.
I'm not mad about it,
it's just...
it's just good
to put things to rest.
No, no, no,
don't-- don't-- don't--
Don't, please! I just,
I couldn't get it
out of my head, Meg! I just,
I was gonna scream about it.
I just thought I was gonna
like, tell a cashier,
or a--
You know, I just figured
because of Doug's state,
I could just... you know?
Please,
I'll go back to California,
I swear to God, I'll leave,
and I won't come back.
I'll leave,
and I won't come back.
No.
Listen to me.
You're gonna stay here.
You're gonna move back home.
You're gonna live in the house.
We can never sell it now.
Mom can come home.
She'll need someone
to care for her 24 hours a day.
And you'll be here.
You can feed her,
and walk her to the bathroom,
make sure she takes
the right pills in the morning.
You can move back
in your own room.
When she dies,
you're gonna get a real job.
You're gonna pay
the electricity bill,
and the water bill,
and the taxes.
You're gonna replace
the garage roof
and mow the lawn.
You're gonna lead a quiet,
normal life.
You'll watch Cayden
and Everett grow up.
You'll go to soccer games,
and lacrosse games,
and school plays.
You'll be there
for graduations and birthdays.
You'll be reliable.
Always around.
We'll all be a family.
Together.