Happy Face (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

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Previously on Happy Face
The Happy Face Killer
called this show.
- Why?
- He's my father.
I don't hear Melissa.
What do you want?
When I confessed in '95,
I held one back.
What was her name?
You're still my little girl.
Digging in my
pockets for treasure.
- Whiskey River.
- A bar in Texas.
If you go down this
road, it's going to come out
that your dad is the Happy
Face Killer, you know that.
Small town remembers Heather
Richmond in Jefferson, Texas.
Heather's boyfriend at
the time, Elijah Carter,
was convicted of her murder.
- He's still on death row.
- Death row?
We need to go to Texas and
figure out what's going on
right now.
So you know you have
to tell Elijah's lawyer
everything, right?
I know.
June Jesperson?
- Yes.
- Can we come in for a minute?
Go downstairs.
Your father's in jail.
Mom.
Mom, wait!
For what?
Murder.
When the coroner said
that Heather died
around midnight
I had an alibi.
I was working on the graveyards
at the warehouse back then.
And once the cops
found that out,
they changed their whole story.
Said Heather died at 8:00.
Which was bad for me,
'cause I clocked in at 9:00.
Man, I never had a chance, man.
I never would've hurt Heather.
Never would've hurt nobody.
I recorded this video
three years ago, when I took
on Elijah's case.
I can get you copies
of everything.
After we lost our last appeal,
we were out of options.
But your father's
confession is a gamechanger.
So you're sure Elijah's
innocent, Gabriela?
I am sure his
confession was coerced.
He recanted, but the
judge still let it in.
I am sure the only
physical evidence
was his print on
Heather's steering wheel.
A car he'd been in many times.
They had no blood,
no hair, no DNA.
Just a 23-year-old Black kid
dating a pretty white girl.
What do you need from us?
What I
need from you, Ivy,
is an absolute media ruckus.
We need to pressure the D.A.
to join forces, reopen the case.
With the confession,
the trampoline,
and the guitar
pick, and Melissa,
who can testify to both
Wait, I have to
testify in court?
Once we get a hearing, yes.
Wake up!
Let's go.
Mom, what's going on?
Get your coats.
We need to go.
- Mommy
- Now!
Okay.
Let's go.
- Yeah.
- Where are we going?
What's she even doing in there?
Open the back.
Mom, what are we
even doing here?
What are all those papers?
Just hurry up and open it.
We still have more stores to do.
Eight?
We can't just buy every
paper in America, Mom.
This is fucking ridiculous.
It can't be true.
It's true. He confessed.
So now we just get
on with our lives.
If people find out that that
that man is your father,
that's all you'll ever be.
You hear me?
Ever.
I don't think I can do that.
- Melissa?
- No, I know how I sound,
but I, um
My kids don't know.
No one does.
I think I, I think I need to go.
- Now? You don't want to at least listen to
- Um, I
I'm just
Hey, guess who just
told me over lunch
that he's retiring
in two months,
and he wants me to take over?
I'm freaking out, I'm
totally, totally freaking out.
- Okay, what's going on?
- I
Of course I want to help
this guy on death row.
He's been in prison for almost
30 years for
something my dad did,
and I've been off
living my fucking life.
Hey, it is not your fault, babe.
- Okay?
- Then why do I feel like it is?
Melissa, please.
Just take a breath.
Okay? Breathe.
Sweetie, breathe.
- Okay.
- Okay, I'm breathing, I'm breathing.
Okay, who's retiring?
- Is it William?
- Oh, forget it, not important right now.
Yes, it is. Also
I'd rather talk
about anything else.
Okay, well,
William is recommending
that I take over as
regional manager.
It would be more
money, more freedom,
more of a say in things.
I-I think I got a shot.
I'm really proud
of you. I love you.
I'll call you back, okay? Bye.
All right, bye.
I do my kinda driftin'
with a guitar and a bottle ♪
And I play it good and loud ♪
I cut tail and run too often
to a bar down in Austin ♪
If I forget the words you
can blame it on the Crown ♪
Okay.
Hungry or thirsty?
Um, uh
Just a beer.
- Something local?
- Something local.
You can bet I know ♪
About a heavy load ♪
They call it
playin' for a livin' ♪
But the truth is it isn't ♪
As easy as writin' a song ♪
Tell my babies I love 'em ♪
But their daddy ain't
never coming home ♪
Uh, my dad used to come here.
Oh, yeah? When was this?
Uh, long time ago.
He was a trucker.
What was his name?
Keith. Actually
I have a picture.
Maybe you might recognize him?
No, I don't recognize him.
But Hey, Dad?
- Oh, no, no, no, that's okay.
- Oh, please.
He loves talking about the
old days when he was king.
Is this man bothering you?
No, no, I didn't mean
to interrupt your lunch.
- Oh. Carl O'Neill.
- Melissa.
Ah, "Melissa."
That is the greatest song
that Gregg Allman ever wrote.
Oh, bite your tongue.
It's "Whipping Post."
- Just get, go, go, go, go.
- Ah.
Now, uh, who have you got there?
Um
It's my dad.
He was a trucker.
He used to come here
- when he was on the road.
- He looks familiar.
Um, a lot of truckers have
come here over the years
for a hot meal and good music.
It's a thankless job. Lonely.
I hope he's retired now.
- Something like that, yeah.
- Mm.
Anyway, uh, thank you so much.
- I'll let you get back to your lunch.
- Nice to meet you, Melissa.
Nice to meet you, too.
They call it
playin' for a livin' ♪
But the truth is, it isn't ♪
As easy as writin' a song ♪
Tell my babies I love them ♪
But their daddy ain't
never comin' home. ♪
- Storm rolls in ♪
- Did you know Heather?
- Rolls in ♪
- To my ♪
No. Did you?
Yeah, of course. Went
to school together.
She's a few years ahead of me.
And then we worked
here together.
She was a a real good girl.
So sorry for your loss.
So you just, uh
exploiting my dead friend
for your social media?
- No, not at all.
- If you do,
make sure you get a
picture of him, too.
Be open bar the night
he finally pays.
There's a ghost in my bed ♪
Moms ♪
Hey, Cody, can we get
another round down here?
Them kids gone now ♪
Who didn't ante up?
Hmm.
Yeah, it's only a matter of time
before Dr. Greg comes calling.
They're probably gonna
do a whole episode on me.
Huh?
After all, I'm the one
who gave 'em number nine.
And let me tell you,
there's a lot more
where that came from.
We'll do Dr. Greg,
then more shows,
then newspapers, magazines.
You know, I hear there's
a couple of guys down
in San Quentin
they're making a podcast.
- Podcast?
- Yeah, podcast.
Course, I'm only doing it
because it's the
right thing to do.
It is.
- I'm gonna save a man's life.
- Yeah?
Really. If it weren't for me,
he'd be getting the needle
before the Fourth of July.
So nobody can say
I'm all that bad.
Oh, come on, dude.
- And who do we have here?
- Give it back.
Check it out, Eva.
Queenie HB's creeping
on a hot criminal.
Give it back.
You just give it back
to her, Victoria.
What did you call me? Queenie?
Short for Queen Hairy Bush.
Later.
Hey, you okay?
Why aren't we friends anymore?
We are friends.
Look, when you change in
the locker room, it's, like,
sticking out
everywhere, so get a wax
or a razor or something, okay?
My grandfather's
a serial killer.
So happy ♪
Happy ♪
Oh, so happy ♪
Happy ♪
Oh, oh-oh, oh ♪
So happy ♪
Happy ♪
Oh, oh-oh, oh ♪
So happy ♪
So happy. ♪
- Wedding ring.
- Oh, sorry.
No, no. I should've
caught it. Thank you, Tyler.
- Course. You know
- I-I hear you
sometimes I get stressed
about having $72,000
in student loans
from film school.
Then I spot a
marital inconsistency
on a fake dead
body, and I'm like,
"No, that was totally worth it."
Am I
sensing some sarcasm?
Sarcasm is my baseline.
Oh, good to know.
Okay. All
right. Thank you.
Okay, I was on with
Gabriela. We are good
to visit Elijah tomorrow.
- That's great.
- Really?
I'm surprised you
even want to come.
Can you darken her
tattoo, please?
What's the "L" for, anyway?
- Um, her middle name was Lorelai.
- Tyler.
Let's do one more take of this
and then set up
for the next shot.
Yeah, the, uh,
footage of what Heather had
in her pockets
that night, right?
Yeah. Lipstick,
money, and half a joint.
Go ahead, Tyler.
Hey.
I don't understand
why you're mad.
Maybe I would like you to care
as much about the Black
man on death row as you do
about your anonymity.
That is unfair.
This story is about something
bigger than just you.
We good, Tyler?
Do you want it to be good
or good enough?
Please remind me why I pushed
Dr. Greg to fly him down here.
Sometimes it's all I need ♪
Close my eyes ♪
And let ♪
Your melody ♪
Carry me away ♪
Sup, killer?
Sorry, what?
I said "What's up?"
Oh, um
nothing, really.
Just shopping
for, like, whatever.
Cool, cool. Yeah. Um
I'm-I'm Josh, by the way.
You're Hazel, right?
Yeah. Okay, yeah.
I-I know you know Eva, so
I saw you eating
lunch earlier.
Yeah. Yeah, no, I-I-I
do, in fact, eat lunch.
Yeah.
Well, uh, later, Hazel.
Hey!
Hand it over.
Here, let's
take off that fake blood.
Oh, I can do it myself.
I've played a dead
girl a million times.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
All right. Take as
many as you need.
- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
You are a trooper.
Thank you so, so
much. Thank you.
Uh, Tyler, can you
walk her to her car?
Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
Hey, Ivy.
I am so sorry about today.
Excuse me.
Y'all work for Dr. Greg?
I'm Joyce, Elijah's sister.
- Gabriela told me you were here.
- Oh, my gosh.
Hi. I was gonna
call you tomorrow.
I'm Ivy. This is Melissa.
I've spent nearly three decades
screaming into the wind.
The women that finally
heard me get hugs.
Oh. Oh.
- Come here.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
- What about me?
I'm Tyler. He/they.
Get in here, Tyler.
Oh.
Sorry I'm a mess.
I'm still in shock
that this is all happening.
This man confessing?
I am so grateful to all of you
- for coming down here.
- It's the least we can do.
I always believed
that, if more people just
heard our story, knew
what we've been through,
then something would finally change.
It-It's so nice to
meet you. I'm so sorry,
- excuse me just one moment.
- Okay.
Hey, what's up? I can't
really talk right now.
What's up? Well, what's up
is that your daughter just
got caught shoplifting.
For the tenth time,
I wasn't shoplifting.
What? Shoplifting what?
Here. Why don't you
Go ahead, you just you
can tell her what you stole.
Bikini wax.
Okay.
Did they arrest you?
No. Dad's overreacting.
You're lucky that the owner
didn't overreact, Hazel.
It was that little
mom-and-pop pharmacy
up by the school, and the owner
was relatively understanding.
It's so dumb. It
was an accident.
Okay, we'll talk about
this when I get home.
I'll be back tomorrow
night.
Tomorrow night? This
is a big deal, Melissa.
I know that, Ben.
I just
You just what?
Melissa, you what?
You just what?
Ben, I have I have
to call you back, okay?
Melissa, what?
- Ivy.
- What?
Everything okay?
Look.
Turn that camera off.
Look,
I appreciate the theatrics
and the fresh air,
Gabriela, but I don't know
what you think this proves.
It proves Jesperson was here.
It proves there's enough here
for you to reopen this case.
Does Jesperson own
the happy face symbol?
Because it's also my
granddaughter's favorite emoji.
Maybe we should
get her down here.
Is your granddaughter
six feet tall?
That's pretty high up.
And you are?
I'm Melissa. Melissa Reed.
District Attorney
Craig Callaway.
Pleasure to meet you. Look,
this is great for
y'all's show, I get it,
but in court it's nothing.
You know it'd play
really well with a jury.
Especially when you pair it
with an on-camera confession
from a convicted serial killer.
Oh, what, the
footage you sent me? This
Look, all I see in that are
the ravings of a madman.
And then a trampoline
with no receipt
confirming the date of purchase,
and a guitar pick
from a bar that makes
thousands of them every year.
I have six of those at
home in a junk drawer.
Does that make me a killer?
There's a
corroborating witness.
It's the daughter.
The witness is
Jesperson's daughter.
What if she was
willing to testify?
Look, I've been a district
attorney for almost 30 years.
I've seen a lot of crimes
and a lot of families.
I don't know this woman, but
my experience tells me that,
if you grow up with a
monster for a parent,
you end up as an adult with
your own set of problems.
The Internet being what it is,
it wouldn't take long to
find out what this particular
woman's issues are,
whatever they may be,
use them on the stand,
and make her
testimony worthless.
You can take that tape down.
If I left you? ♪
And it's fine for some ♪
'Cause you're not the one ♪
You're not the one there ♪
- There ♪
- What the fuck?
There ♪
There ♪
Stop. Please.
Your daddy better
get the needle.
You deserve it,
too, stupid bitch.
Heard you were a
little thief, huh?
Who told you that?
Breaking the law like
your grandpa already?
So it's true?
So what if it is?
Do you know who the
Night Stalker was?
Who?
He was a sick fuck
like your grandpa.
My uncle Rafa was
one of the guys
who helped catch
him in East L.A.
That's basically why
I became a Murderino.
What's a Murderino?
Person obsessed with true crime.
Come with us
tomorrow after school
and we'll show you.
Cool.
We are already
on our way there, sir.
I-I hear you. I
understand, but that's
So there's no way? Okay. Okay.
Oh, no. No, no, no, that's fine.
You have a great
day. No, thank you.
Ugh, goddamn it!
Hey.
The prison just
revoked our visit.
We can't see Elijah.
What? Can they do that?
It was Callaway.
It had to be. He made
the call, didn't he?
You're getting the hang of this.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Ugh.
God, I'm so tired.
Hey. How was your flight?
Uh Not too bad.
How's Hazel?
Grounded.
I bought her some
trinkets at the airport.
You just got her, like,
a million birthday presents,
- Melissa.
- I know.
I got her some keychains and
stuff. Got one for Max, too.
Anyway, mm
I have some
way worse news.
Mm, can't wait.
I'm
thinking about coming out.
Like
about my dad.
On the show.
This morning we
met with the D.A.,
and he was such a
fucking asshole.
He refuses to even
investigate my dad's claims.
They won't let us
interview Elijah.
It's like they're
planning on letting
an innocent man die.
I'm sorry, okay, but I-I think
they know more about
this than you do.
Or they're a bunch of
old powerful white guys
who don't want to admit
they made a major mistake.
Elijah's attorney told us that
if the D.A. won't play ball,
then our segment
needs to make more noise.
That's the only way
to pressure these
conservative courts.
You're
going to pressure
a conservative court in Texas?
If I don't, then what?
The story will air without me.
It'll get some attention
but not enough, and then
and then Elijah will
die, and it's my fault.
I understand, okay?
I understand that you
want to help this guy.
But if the authorities
don't think
Oh, fuck the authorities.
They don't care about
people like Elijah.
They don't care
about people like me.
If you are related
to a murderer,
then you're pretty much
as bad as he is.
That's-that's basically
what the D.A. told
me this morning.
He should not be in
charge of anybody's life.
He made me feel
like I was nothing,
like like I was 15 again,
like I was responsible.
Guess what. I am not responsible
for what my dad did.
I am so sick of
feeling like I am.
I'm just so fucking desperate
to keep this secret,
and-and for who?
Not me.
Oh, my God, Hazel.
Wha-What did you hear?
I already knew. I heard Dad
talking on the phone
with you the other night.
What? Why-why didn't
you say anything?
Why didn't you tell me?
You weren't here, Mom.
Okay, look, don't-don't think
that you're not in trouble
- anymore because of this.
- Oh, my God.
I know I'm in trouble,
but whatever.
You guys lied to me for years,
so you're in trouble, too.
And, no, I didn't mean to steal
that stupid bikini wax.
It wasn't a cry for
help. It was an accident!
Okay.
Okay.
Hey.
I'm sorry that we lied to you.
Yeah.
I just
I couldn't see any other way.
Whatever.
It's fine.
But you should,
like, help this guy,
- if you can.
- Oh, come on.
You don't know what you're
talking about, Hazel.
- Just-just let her talk.
- No, she doesn't
She has no idea what
you guys went through.
And we keep this a secret
for a reason, Melissa.
So that we can
protect our family.
Yeah, but it's not 1995 anymore.
People are, like,
into true crime.
I told some people at school,
and they think it's super cool.
- What? What's super cool?
- Who did you tell?
- Grandpa.
- Do not call him that.
What am I supposed to call him?
Nothing.
Just because I
might come forward,
that does not mean that
you will ever, ever
have a relationship with him.
Isn't that up to me?
- Oh, my God.
- No. Hazel, no.
- See, is this what you want?
- No, no, it's not up to you.
Okay? He is very dangerous.
He is a killer.
Who's a killer?
Oh, great.
- He's nine.
- I know, I'll keep it simple.
- Hey, buddy, I missed you.
- Hi, Mom.
Oh! Come here.
Come here. I
I have to tell you
something kind of
kind of important, okay?
Okay.
You know how I told you that
my dad died when I was 15?
That was a lie.
The truth is that
he went to prison
then
and he's still there.
What did he do?
He hurt people.
Bad people?
No, Bug.
When will he get out of jail?
Never. Never.
He can't hurt
anyone else, buddy.
Can I have some ice cream?
Yeah.
Go, go, go.
I, um,
I'm not gonna do
this unless I know
you're both behind me.
- I'm behind you.
- You're a kid.
- Well, this affects her, too.
- That's my point.
She has no idea,
no idea the ways that
this could affect her.
So-so lying is better
than telling the truth?
Because that's, like, the
opposite of everything
you guys have ever taught me.
I agree.
We've been lying long enough.
It's not making
anything better anymore.
For you, maybe, but this is
more than just about you.
This isn't about me.
It's about an innocent man
who's got 58 days left,
and there's one court
that can change that,
and-and we have
to pressure them.
That's-that's just how it works.
'Cause you're an expert now?
Is that it? You're a lawyer?
You know, I got thrown in,
I'm just trying
not to drown, okay?
- I think it's badass, Mom.
- Thanks, Haze.
I think that you have
been on the road,
away from your family,
and then you came home and
you brought them treasures,
and now you want to go on
TV and make yourself known.
Does that sound like the kind
of person you want to be?
Or does that remind you
of someone else you know?
What?
Who are you talking about?
Mom can tell you.
I'm gonna go for a run.
Hey, come here.
Your dad's just
trying to protect us.
I'm sorry I stole.
I swear it was an accident.
I know.
I believe you.
Am I still grounded?
Oh,
absolutely.
You get 'em, girl.
You ready to do this?
Nope.
All right,
everyone, cameras are up.
Dr. Greg is on the floor.
Be ready to roll
on the feed in ten.
And get that multiview working.
Okay, Blaine, go on theme.
Ladies
and gentlemen,
let's put our hands together
and give a warm welcome
to our very own Dr. Greg.
Welcome to the Murder Museum.
That's Bob.
He loves visitors.
Hello, Bob.
He's named after Robert Pickton,
Canada's most famous
serial killer.
Fed all his victims to pigs.
Hazel, I thought
your grandpa was Canada's
most famous serial killer.
Who's your grandfather?
Um, the Happy Face Killer?
He was born in Canada,
- but he
- Killed here. I know.
We have some of his work.
You do?
Duh.
That's why we're here.
So, can we get tickets?
Heather Richmond
was my kill.
I'm the one who found her
walking down that
Texas road that day.
You know, I used to duct-tape
my victims to the
floor of the cab
so they'd stay put while I
looked for a place to dump 'em,
and I didn't have any that day,
and I remember she was
bouncing around like a rag
doll there in the back.
Anyway,
I put Heather down
by that bridge
near the Chicory River,
picked up my load,
and drove straight to Washington
to see my kids.
Wow.
Melissa?
Before we get into
this bombshell
of a confession and
everything it's set off
down there in Texas,
perhaps we should first explain
why the Happy Face Killer
called into the show
in the first place.
Let's just explain
why you're here.
I
Because he's my father.
You had no idea
the monster you
were living with?
No. No.
Um, he was on the road a lot,
and when he would came home,
he was, you know,
Disneyland Dad.
Go for Chilliwack on the BAM.
Camera A, stay on Melissa.
Okay, get her talking
about this one.
He was
just Dad, right?
Tell me, where was
this photo taken?
In Chilliwack, uh,
British Columbia.
We used to camp
there every summer.
What did you and
your family do there?
We would, uh, go
hiking and fishing and swimming.
We would roast
marshmallows. You know
same as every other family.
Right, right.
I mean, these are
happy memories.
I didn't come here
to humanize him.
He's your
father, Melissa.
But I'm here to
talk about Elijah.
And we
will get to him, absolutely,
but this story is complex.
People want to hear
your experience.
They want to know
what it's like
to grow up with a serial
killer. Am I right? Am I right?
Chilliwack was our happy place.
Um
my first memory's
actually from there.
It's just a flash, but it's
it's my mom
holding me.
And Dad smiling at us
from across the river.
You loved
your father, right?
I did.
And you still do.
- No.
- Melissa.
No.
I know this might
be difficult, but
can we talk about
your father's crimes?
Just the basics.
Um, he picked
them up on the road,
um, usually at truck stops.
Um, he could be
charming, funny. He, um,
came off like a guy
you could trust.
Were they, um,
working girls? Prostitutes?
Some of them
were sex workers, yes.
Sex became rape.
Strangulation.
And then he would dump
the bodies in rural areas.
Many of them weren't
found, uh, for years.
Sure. Wow.
Uh, can we talk about how
your father got caught?
A woman named Louise Nelson.
Go for Louise on the BAM.
Camera A, push on Melissa.
Uh, he was questioned
about her murder,
and that led to
an eventual confession
to her and seven others.
What made Louise different
from the other victims?
He knew her.
Um, they were dating.
They said they were
gonna get married.
Uh I-I thought
she'd make a cool stepmom.
It was so stupid of
me to believe him.
Not at all, Melissa. Not at all.
You were a child.
A-And you had a
connection with her.
After all, you both
loved a killer.
You found him.
I draw, too.
Well, that's intense.
I know.
He just sent me a
drawing, actually.
For my birthday.
How much do you want for it?
Oh, I don't know if I
Well, I'll give you
a hundred bucks.
I'm not sure it's for sale.
Well, change your mind,
you know where to find me.
I've always wanted
another piece, but
his work always sells
out so fast online.
He sells it?
From prison?
Is he allowed to
make money like that?
There are ways
around the system.
Can you explain why
the D.A. Callaway has a problem
with you?
He made his bias very clear.
Which was what?
When it comes to monsters
like my father
the apple doesn't
fall far from the tree.
He said, "I am sure
this daughter has
"issues that I can expose,
use."
He said he would eviscerate her
on the stand and make her
testimony meaningless.
That, uh
that must've been very
difficult for you.
I'm used to it.
Just last week, a
prison guard cornered me
and asked me if I was a
sick blank like my dad.
I'm so
sorry, Melissa.
It's part of
what pushed me to
come forward today
and and do what's right.
Wait.
Ask if she does worry
that she's like him.
What? It's a fair question.
Uh Melissa
I-I have to ask this.
Do you worry that
you are like him?
I would never hurt anyone.
Oh, of course not.
O-Of course not, but
I-I can see that I've
hit a nerve here.
My life is completely
different from his.
I have a healthy marriage.
I have a-a husband
who supports me.
I am there for my kids
in a way that-that
my parents could have
never been there for me.
You are breaking
the trauma cycle.
All I ever wanted was to
have a normal family, and
I never want my kids to ever
worry about
going hungry or
getting evicted or
having to visit their
father in prison.
Melissa, you have worked hard
to give your children everything
you never had in life.
To create a life
that looks perfect
from the outside.
But do you ever worry that
part of why you kept
your father a secret
is because you're afraid that,
deep down,
you are like him?
Watch out for tears, people.
Hey. Go easy on her.
You opened the door. I'm
just walking through it.
The person you loved
and trusted more than
anybody in the world
turned out to be a monster.
That taught you
that you were unworthy of love.
Because your father
didn't love you enough
not to kill women.
That taught you
that you were stupid
because you knew him best
and you didn't know.
And all those kids
who bullied you?
The-the D.A.s and-and-and
the prison guards,
all those people who
said you're like him?
They're just confirming
what you already knew.
Melissa, you have
a beautiful family,
the career, the house.
It all looks so perfect,
but I tell you, it
doesn't mean a lick
if you don't believe
that you deserve it.
What if I'm like him?
Is that what you're afraid of?
It's just
I'm
I'm just scared. I'm just
just so scared that I
I came from him.
And
he just seemed so normal,
and then there was
this side of him
that was just so
it was just so dark.
And you worry that
you have that, too?
Sometimes.
That's why I don't
like to see him ever.
Because he plugs into this thing
inside of me that makes
me feel so out of control.
Like
Like he can see something
inside of me that I
that I didn't even
know was there.
That is your
father manipulating you.
He knows your fears,
he knows your shame.
And he knows that
you still love him.
But, Melissa, I know you, too.
You're empathetic, you're
smart, you're kind,
you are selfless.
You care deeply about others.
You are your father's daughter,
but you are not like him.
You never will be.
I know.
Do you know?
I think you should say it.
I'll never be him.
You kind of agree, right?
You all agree?
How do you feel?
Relieved.
Good. Good.
I'm a happy man
on a gloomy day ♪
Can't tell the clouds
not to act that way ♪
I'm a happy man ♪
On a gloomy day ♪
Hmm.
I'll wait patiently ♪
For things to come my way ♪
Pack of blues, please.
Dancing on the floor ♪
Maybe two or three ♪
Anything else?
When they pass my way,
they all stop and say ♪
I'm a happy man. ♪
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