01x03 - Amy

[bunniefuu]

Previously on
"Apples Never Fall"...

No word from Mom
in two days.

I told the cops
about Savannah.

You want a suspect,
look at the guy

with a massive scratch
down his face.

Is Joy around?

No, sorry, she hasn't
been feeling too good.

- Mom and Dad fought.
- Uh-huh.

Couples fight.

He walked out on us and Mom
time and time again.

When is the last time
you looked in a mirror, Troy?

When's the last time
you talked to Indira?

Look what you let walk out
the door because you--

- f*ck you!
- Whoa!

You made my bed?

What is wrong with you?

You've just been
so stressed about your mom,

I thought it might help.

Mom went to Aberdeen two days
before she disappeared.

At least now we know Mom
went to see a divorce lawyer.

We need to tell the police.

I'll talk to Dad tonight,
and then we can go to the cops.

Mary Harriet!

[suspenseful music]

Dad, it's Logan.

We need to talk.

- [laughs]
- Yeah.

- What are you laughing about?
- It's a secret.

♪ ♪

[eerie music]

♪ ♪

Looks like the Bush
presidency is gonna own this

until he is out of office.

Is that correct?
- That's right.

[sniffles]
I can't go in there.

Admission that the removal of troops

before the end of the term...

Everyone loves you.

Do we expect to hear
from him soon?

So far, the White House
press secretary...

If they find out
what happened--

dropping out senior year.

Brooke, she just--

Here, take this.

OK?

[somber music]

It'll be our secret, OK?

I promise.

And I got you.

No matter what,
I always got you.

- [sobs]
- I got you. Oh.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]
- It's OK.

♪ ♪

[phones ringing]

The blood originated
on the outside of the garment.

We also found no tears
or puncture wounds in it.

Wait, what does that mean,
that she wasn't hurt?

No, it doesn't mean that.

Just means that there are
a lot of inconsistencies.

I don't understand
how it ended up

in the neighbor's yard.

She didn't bury it herself,
Dad, so something happened.

Well, that is what we're
gonna try and figure out.

So first, we'll need
to conduct a DNA test

to confirm
that it is Joy's blood.

So if one of you could
volunteer for a blood draw...

- I'll do it.
- No.

I'm better around needles.

Stan, we'll also need
a sample from you.

Standard procedure.

Why?

Because...
they think I did something.

Due diligence.

There are no suspects.

But we would like permission to
conduct a search of the house.

[soft dramatic music]

Of course.

♪ ♪

You were not there.

We're not mad.
We're just disappointed.

Right, but if I had
been there--

You didn't understand
the situation.

You didn't see
what he was like.

You volunteered
to be the one to ask him.

And one of us--
- [shushing]

What's going on?

Nothing.

Logan said he would ask you
something, and he didn't.

Uh-huh.

We found out that Mom
saw a divorce lawyer

two days
before she disappeared.

Did you know?

The hell are you
talking about?

Are you serious?

Asking him that here?

We're under a microscope.

We all agreed
we would ask him.

Brooke, she's right.

And I, for one,
would like an answer.

Did you know?

No, I did not know.

I don't understand.
Did she tell you this?

We found a smoothie receipt.

Mr. Delaney, ready for you.

All right,
let's get this over with.

You're supposed to be
the sensitive one.

♪ ♪

OK?

[exhaling sharply]

[breathes deeply]

[camera shutters snapping]
- Good morning.

Thank you all for coming out.

I'm Detective Elena Camacho

from the Palm Beach County
Sheriff's Office.

I'm joined today
by the Delaney family

as we make it known
to the public

that Joy Delaney,
a 62-year-old mother of four,

has gone missing.

Last night, we recovered
a piece of clothing

that belonged to Joy that
seems to indicate foul play.

Based on this,
we've declared this

an active
missing persons case.

Joy is a beloved member
of the West Palm community.

She was last seen
by her husband

on the afternoon of April 9th.

The family is cooperating
with this investigation

and has voluntarily agreed
to a search

of their home and property.

To be clear, there are
no suspects at this time.

And now I'm turning it over
to Joy's husband,

Stan Delaney, who would like
to make a statement.

[camera shutters snapping]
- Thank you.

♪ ♪

This is my worst nightmare,
to be standing here today.

Joy is a great mother and wife.

And she has been my partner
for 40 years.

There isn't much to say except,
Joy...

we miss you and love you,

and we just want you home.

Please come home.

Mr. Delaney, do you know
where the garment was found?

Sir, do you know
where the garment was found?

Mr. Delaney,
is this being regarded--

Stan Delaney,
did you k*ll your wife?

[camera shutters snapping]

I just, um--

I'm Amy Delaney,
Joy's daughter.

And I just want
to say that I think

it's important that we stay
in a place of optimism

right now, OK?

Because we all want
the same thing,

you know, to bring my mom home.

Which is why I feel moved

to host a hope circle
at my home tonight,

where we can all
get together and, you know,

send some love
out in the world

where my mom
can really feel it.

So check my Insta,
AmeHigherLifeCoaching--

that's A-M-E--for details.

And... maybe bring
your own chairs.

Thank you.
- Yeah.

[reporters clamoring]

♪ ♪

[police radio chatter]

[curious music]

♪ ♪

[camera shutter snaps]

♪ ♪

Look at this guy.
God, crime scene unit?

Maybe they'll find something
that'll lead us to Mom.

Dad, I--I called you
last night.

Um, I wanted to ask you about
the night she went missing.

The divorce lawyer?

I had no idea.

Your mom and I fought,
but not like that.

That's the first
I know about that.

Hey, thanks
for being here, Logan.

I mean it, son.

I don't know
what I'd do without you.

Was there something else?

No.

I just--I'm here for you.

You know one of those guys
just ran off with your vacuum?

This is crazy.

- Yeah.
- You talk to Amy,

get her to call off
the whatever it is?

She's not returning my calls.

She's too busy
updating her Insta.

Oh, God.

There is no way I am going
anywhere near that thing.

We might have to.

The cops are already
looking at you sideways

and that crazy reporter.

He's right.

Appearances matter right now.

What's the word?

The K-9 unit
swept the property twice.

No blood, no trace of Joy.

So if she was k*lled here,
someone did an excellent job

cleaning up
after they moved the body.

Yeah, something
I want to show you.

Not a speck
of dust, hair, fibers.

Nothing.
It's spotless inside and out.

♪ ♪

And it still smells
like Armor All.

Smells like the destruction
of evidence to me.

♪ ♪

Troy, please call me back.

♪ ♪

Troy, please call me back.

[phone ringing]
Troy, please call me back.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Troy Delaney.

What you doing here?

I'm just trying
to take mind off things.

[chuckles]
And how's that working for you?

Yeah, not--not well.
[chuckles]

Um, wish I could borrow
some of my sister's

hope circle woo-woo
'cause I'm tapped.

Can I see you tonight?

Please?

[tap on door]
- [clears throat]

Yeah, just get me
the TerraLink cap-table

by the end of the day,
and then we're good.

Yeah.
All right.

Hey, man.
- Hey, man.

Wow, that--
that press conference...

- Oh.
- What a--what a sh*t show.

Not a good day
for the Delaneys. [chuckles]

Listen, I know
it's not my place to say,

but maybe you should be
with your family right now.

- Oh.
- Or at the very least

blowing through your grief
with some senseless activity.

No, I'm good. I'm good.

I'm serious, buddy.

The world domination
can wait a few days.

You got to take care
of yourself.

Yeah.

OK.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

If you need anything,
you know where to find me.

♪ ♪

[laughs]

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

OK. OK.

- Ooh.
- Got it?

- Yeah.
- OK.

Um, how many people
are coming over?

Uh, I don't have
an exact number.

Thank you.
- Sure thing.

You and your family
are in the minds of everyone

in the philosophy department.

I get that this
is about finding your mom,

uh, and I support that.

But I just feel like
as the owner of this property--

Ooh, would you grab
those Moroccan poufs?

Yeah, yeah. Um...

I just feel like
we should maybe

lay out some ground rules.

Couldn't agree more.

No one goes inside.

Done.

Like, not even
to use the bathroom.

OK.

And no open flames.

Simon, it's a hope circle.

Candles are nonnegotiable.

- Hey, Ame.
- Yeah?

Did you find something?

No, no.
Not yet.

But, uh, I do have some
questions if you have a moment.

There was, uh--there was
an incident at the club

yesterday with your father
and Mark Higgins.

Did you hear about that?

Yeah.

Sounded like an accident.

Well, your dad does have
a reputation for being

pretty intense on the courts.

I'm just wondering
if you ever saw that kind

of aggression at home.

What?
No, never.

'Cause I've been combing
through your mom's

medical records,
and I noticed that she

was hospitalized about eight
months ago with a head injury.

[chuckles]

We were drinking, celebrating.

My mom, she had one too many,
hit her head, that's all.

That's what we--

you know, if you think that my
mom is some abused housewife,

you've got it wrong.

You've got her wrong.

She's strong and amazing.

And she's out there somewhere.

You said it yourself,
the evidence is inconclusive.

I said inconsistent.

Just one more thing, how often
does your dad clean his car?

His car? Never.
[chuckles]

My mom always complains
it's a trash can on wheels.

Hmm.

So you'd agree
that it's odd that he had

his car detailed last night?

[suspenseful music]

Ooh,
nobody help me or anything.

[laughs]

You know that Dad
isn't turning ten, right?

Yes, thank you.

Thank you, Stephen.

I'll text you the number
for that Reiki therapist.

How are you gonna
get her out of there?

Pick her up
by the shoulders...

What are you guys
doing out here?

And place her outside.

Being held hostage so Brooke
can voice her concern.

An adult woman is
cohabitating with our parents.

How am I the only one
who finds this weird?

Oh, you're not the only one.

There's always other kids
staying at the house.

I don't think this
is that different.

Exactly.

I think it's nice
Mom and Dad are trying

to help someone in need.

Besides, it's only till
she gets on her feet, right?

You'll see.

She's got Mom and Dad wrapped
around her little finger.

It's f*cking weird.

- Hey, hi.
- Hi.

Thought I heard
people out here.

Yeah.

Isn't that
your f*cking dress?

- Hi.
- Hi.

- You must be Amy.
- Yeah.

So nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

- Hi, hi, hi.
- Hi.

You don't all have to stand
outside and talk about us.

You can just come in.

Yeah, where's
the fun in that?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Nice to see you step it up in
the wardrobe department, Dad.

- Hey.
- So how's Indira feeling?

She's OK.

Just didn't want to give
her cold to the rest of us.

Oh.
Troy, how's your new lady?

Still haven't met her.

Don't know anything
about her, actually.

Yeah.

You know, I'm, uh,
slow playing this one, Mom.

- Oh.
- That's a nice spread.

You cater?
- No.

It's all Savannah.

- Oh.
- You made all this?

- Is that your mom's china?
- Yes.

You know, Savannah said there's
no use keeping it locked up,

so we decided to whip it out.

Pretty sure I've told you
that a million times, but OK.

- I think it looks great.
- Thanks.

Where should I put
Dad's cake?

- Whoa, look at that!
- Oh.

My friend Yoana gave me
her aunt's famous recipe

for a Bulgarian Garash.

Came out a little lopsided,
but it's supposed to be delish.

I forgot to tell you.

Tell me what?

Well...

You've been out-caked, Ame.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Hey, Dad.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[breathes sharply]

It's game time, Ame.

[indistinct chatter]

I want to know
what the point is.

Like, how much origami do you
need to add to Jacuzzi water

to summon a missing woman?

[light music playing]

Feel free to place
an origami crane into the pond

and send it
with a message of hope.

You say something?

- Don't worry about it.
- It's work.

It's fine.

The energy here is weird.

I feel like everyone
is staring at Dad.

They are.

Someone accused him of m*rder
on live television.

Now I'm not
even sure the cops

are even looking at Savannah.

I gave them
a whole list of stuff.

Is there--is there
anything else

that you can remember
about her?

I've been thinking,
but I can't

come up with any new info.

Sorry.

[phone buzzing]

I--I really
got to take this.

Hey, give me a sec.

[dramatic music]

We're gonna begin
the positivity ceremony now.

You know, Ame,
I got to be honest.

I just find all this
really selfish.

How?
This is for Mom.

No, this is for you.

♪ ♪

You wanted everyone
to be all touchy-feely

and pay attention to you
like always.

And now the whole circus
is here

to play Hands Across America.

It's a complete waste
of everyone's time, OK,

not to mention humiliating.

[scoffs]

♪ ♪

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

OK, OK.
[giggles]

All right, everybody.

OK, I want to make a toast.
OK.

Oh, here we go.

OK, OK, here we go.
OK.

When I first met you
all those years ago,

I was kind of
alone in the world.

And then you walked
into my life, and you--

oh, you had that k*ller serve.

And...[groans] I wanted
to play you one-on-one.

- Oh!
- And we did.

- [laughs]
- We did.

We did.
[laughs]

What the hell
has gotten into them?

Yeah.

Those first three years
on the tour,

oh, my gosh, what a whirlwind.

That tournament in Shreveport,
you remember?

[laughter]

Oh, I knew you would remember.

Oh, I think we could have
gone on like that forever,

but your ACL had other ideas.

Yeah.

But I'd say things
still turned out pretty great.

I mean, this family,
the academy, all our students.

You pretend to be
such a hard-ass.

But underneath,
you have a heart of gold.

Oh, come on.
Don't give away all my secrets.

[laughter]

OK, OK.
I'll stop.

I just want to say
I love you,

and let's keep
doing this thing.

- All right.
- Whoo!

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- Cheers.
- Hear, hear.

Aw.

- [sighs] Cheers. Cheers.
- Cheers.

That was nice, Mom.

Thank you, sweetie.

I swear they're not
always like this.

Oh, I know.

[chuckles]

Uh, my mom mentioned
that you're in a bit

of a transition stage, your--
your work, your love life.

I guess you could say that.

Well, I recently started
a new venture, life coaching.

You know, I haven't finished
my coursework yet,

but I'd be happy
to give you a discount if--

Wait, Ame,
you're gonna be a life coach?

Since when?

Since a couple weeks ago.

A life coach.

How do you coach life exactly?

It's like being
a therapist, kind of.

Right, Ame?
- Minus proper training.

I'm in training right now.

- I meant college.
- Brooke.

No, I think
that's wonderful.

Amy loves helping people.

She's kind and empathetic.

I think it's a great fit.

- Thanks, Mom.
- Oh, you're welcome.

Congratulations.
It's OK.

[gong resounding]

[indistinct chatter]

Get you to hold hands,
so if you can just--

[phone buzzing]
- OK.

Hey, everything OK?

Most of you know my mom.

Some of you haven't had
the pleasure.

My mom, Joy,

is... remarkable.

She's kind and clever,

so loving and beautiful.

She and I share
a deep spiritual bond,

a bond I believe
transcends space and time.

Whether or not
you believe in any of this,

I think we can all agree
that energy matters,

intention matters.

Absolutely.

So let's access...

I don't know
how she does this.

All of our most...

I'd be a wreck right now.

And all of our
best intentions

and unite them together.

We all love Joy.

We all want her home so badly.

So...

♪ ♪

Hold her in your heart
and hold her in your mind.

Hold her with hope.

Hold her with love.

And most of all,
hold her with honesty.

♪ ♪

[mellow music]

♪ ♪

Hmm.

I'm sorry about--

Joy had mentioned you always
make Stan's birthday cake,

and I completely forgot.

I feel awful.

There's no such thing
as too much dessert.

That chicken was delicious.

You'll have to show me
how to make it.

Oh, I'd love to.

Yeah, it's really easy.
- Mm.

You can do whatever
you want with it.

Mm-hmm.

Like, I made it
with no olives

and low sodium stock
for your dad,

you know, after
what happened at Wimbledon.

Mm.

What happened at Wimbledon?

Maybe I shouldn't say.

♪ ♪

And boom, we are--

The South Florida 1990
Mixed Doubles Champions.

[laughter]

Whoo-whoo.

- Dad.
- Whoo.

What happened at Wimbledon?

Something happened
at Wimbledon?

That's what Savannah said.

I--mild indigestion.

Well, chest pains.

- Mild chest pains.
- What?

We had to leave early.

How early?

Quarterfinals,
but it's not important.

What's important is,
we were there.

We were part of history.

So you missed
the quarterfinals?

I paid good money
for those tickets.

Can we go back
to the chest pains?

Didn't your dad die
from a heart thing

right before you came here?
- Troy paid for this?

I thought--I thought you--

Could have been
psychosomatic.

- Amy.
- It's a real thing.

Psychic pain can translate.

It can manifest
as physical pain.

OK.

Maybe you were upset
'cause you always

imagined you'd be there
as a coach with one of us

or with Harry.

I'm pretty sure it was the
fish and chips, but thank you.

Fine.
[dog barking]

- Who's Harry?
- Oh.

Harry Haddad.
He was one of our students.

Oh, my God.
The Harry Haddad?

Like, from--from
the watch commercials?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, mm.

That's amazing.
What was he like?

- A suck-up.
- He was a bit aggro.

- Cheater.
- He was none of those things.

He was
a once-in-a-lifetime talent.

- Who fired you.
- Do you have to say everything

that pops into your head?

I'm just saying no wonder
Dad lost it at Wimbledon.

I didn't lose it!

OK, I want to hear
what's going on with everyone.

Share some news.

Come on, somebody
must have some news.

Yeah, I got an update.

[clears throat]

Oh, oh, oh.

[clears throat]

[inhales deeply]

[with high-pitched voice]
Indira is leaving Logan

and moving to Seattle.

- Troy, what?
- What?

[laughs] Wait, what?

Logan, what?

Logan.

[inhales deeply]

[with high-pitched voice]
Claire wants the embryo

she made with Troy

to make a baby
with her new boyfriend.

She wants your babies?

How ugly is this boyfriend?
[laughs]

[with high-pitched voice]
I just aced

my love language midterm.

[laughter]

[normally]
It's true.

God.

I studied really hard
and I aced it.

[laughter]

[soft music]

[sighs]
[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

- Hey.
- Did you think

any of that was funny?

Oh.
[laughs]

I don't know.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I either sign over
custody of these embryos

to Claire and another guy,

or they're destroyed.

And, uh...

I don't really know
what to do.

Oh.

Oh, honey.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, well...

You know what she
went through,

all of those injections

and the visits
to the doctor.

I mean, you already know
the right thing to do.

Excuse me.

Now let's all exhale.

[dramatic music]

Now let's all inhale.

Claire?

♪ ♪

Can't imagine our lawyers
would be particularly thrilled

at this image right now.

They might let it slide,
considering the circumstances.

- Exhale.
- Yeah.

I'm so sorry about your mom.

How are you?

She never really forgave me
for what I did to you,

so it's--
- Troy.

- Um...
- She always worshipped you.

Keep listening
to her voicemails.

And exhale.

Stupid.

It's not stupid.

Keeping your eyes closed,

ground your heart center

and focus intently
on finding Joy.

Become attuned
to her vibrational energies.

Yes.

Don't suppress anything
that comes up for you.

♪ ♪

[sighs]
I was just--

I just wanted everything
to be perfect, you know?

Mm.

I can't believe
that Indira is just gone.

And the whole embryo situation
with Troy, it's--

it's just a big mess.

Amy, God bless her,

she just never
doesn't put her foot in it.

[sighs]

[laughter,
indistinct chatter]

The whole party
is just ruined.

No.

I'm so sorry.

You did all that work.

I'm the one
who should be sorry.

I shouldn't have asked
all those questions.

You did nothing wrong, nothing.

[inhales deeply]

Oh, oh.

- You OK?
- Yeah, yeah.

I was just...

[softly]
Nobody can break your heart

like your own children.

Stan didn't help.

[smoke alarm beeping]

[gasps] Uh, um--

- Oh, my God.
- Dad?

Amy.

Someone get
a fire extinguisher.

- It's OK.
- You didn't need to light

a million candles, Amy!

Blow them out, Dad.
Manifest.

- Oh, no.
- No one's gonna manifest, Amy.

Loge!

What?

Amy.

Happy birthday, Dad.

Yeah.
[dull thud]

Joy!

Oh, sh*t!

Take a grounding breath

and slowly open your eyes.

[phone ringing and buzzing]

Please, silence your phone.

Sorry, just--sorry.

As you come back
to your bodies,

please feel free to voice
anything that came up for you.

[tense music]

I'm sorry, but I can't.

I-I can't just stand here
all "kumbaya."

Last night, I held Joy's
bloody jacket in my hands.

Today, I watched
a forensics team

tear apart my yard
looking for my friend's body.

And this whole time, you had
the gall to look me in the eye

and tell me that
she had a head cold.

A head cold!

She's right.

You lied to us.

What kind of a person
lies about their wife

being missing?

♪ ♪

What are you accusing me of?

I think you know.

♪ ♪

Oh, so you filed
the missing persons report?

♪ ♪

I--I'm lost for words here.

I--I thought you knew me.

I coached your kids.

I helped paint your fence.

We've been neighbors
for 30 years.

♪ ♪

It's--this is my wife
we're talking about.

This is my wife who's missing.

My wife!

I can't believe I showed up
for this bullshit.

[crowd chattering]

Dad. Dad.
Hey.

Mr. Delaney.

- You can't just take off.
- We're out of here.

Wait.

Police in North Palm
just called.

They found a body.

♪ ♪

We don't know that it's her,
but it could be.

White woman, roughly Joy's age.

[sighs]

We might need your help
to make an ID.

OK.
Um, let's just do it.

We'll just do it right now.

The medical examiner needs
some time with the body

for cleaning and assessment.
- Cleaning?

She was found by North Palm,
washed up on the shore.

What about the blood
you took from me this morning?

Can't you use that
to identify her?

It doesn't really
work that way.

We put a rush on the DNA sample
for your mom's sweatshirt,

but it could take
another day or two.

We need to get back.

I will call as soon as we
have answers, I promise.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct announcement
over P.A. system]

- Thanks.
- Oh.

I don't think
anyone's said that yet.

You snapped into gear
and called 911

while the rest of us just stood
there like a bunch of dopes.

It was nothing.
No, really.

What about that Food Network
spread for my dad?

Was that nothing too?

You're welcome.

It's late.

You can head back to the house.

♪ ♪

Thanks, really,
but we got this.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

Can't believe
I have to stay overnight.

It's so embarrassing.

I mean, I've taken
worse falls on the court.

Yeah, but you weren't
mixing alcohol

with your blood thinners
back in the day.

Well, I'm usually so good
at holding my alcohol.

We all had
an off night, we did.

And let's get this straight,
I'm supposed

to kick the bucket first, right?

If you insist.

[knock at door]

I know I'm not supposed
to be back here yet...

- Oh.
- But I couldn't wait.

Oh, come on in.
I'm fine.

I think my ego is more bruised
than anything else.

You do have
a concussion, you know.

Oh.

Mom, I'm really sorry
about everything tonight.

I was just trying to help.

Oh, I know, I know.

But going forward,
no more pyrotechnics, OK?

I thought we lost you
for a second.

Oh, honey.

Oh, don't worry.

I'm not going anywhere.

Oh. Oh.

Well, folks,
you might have guessed it.

We are getting reports
coming in

that the tropical storm
could be upgraded

to a Cat 1 hurricane.

We have warnings in place
for Brevard County

and pretty much all
of Southern Florida.

Let me just...

Troy, would you
stop with that?

Moving down south
toward Melbourne,

and then it turns right before
it heads back to the ocean.

We're suggesting that...

I need some fresh air.

Stay home,
keep your pets inside,

and plan for flooding.

Now, looks like we have our...

Yeah, me too.

Chris, you were down there
on location.

Chris, how...

[newscaster continues
indistinctly]

- What's going on?
- Dad...

took out one
of my rental boats

the night that Mom
went missing.

♪ ♪

Did he tell you?

No, I found out
from the security logs.

And now they found
a body in the water.

♪ ♪

He couldn't have.

He literally couldn't have.

♪ ♪

I'm going back.

Don't say anything about this
to anyone else, OK?

♪ ♪

[ball thudding]

But local police
are patrolling the area.

[newscaster continues
indistinctly]

♪ ♪

The hell
is wrong with you?

Your mother might be dead.

Why'd you lie about her
being gone for three days?

You told her friend
she had a cold, she was sick.

Then you went and got your car
cleaned right before

they searched everything.

♪ ♪

Hmm?

What'd you do to her?

Who are you?

♪ ♪

I never laid a hand
on your mother.

Never!

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

Oh, come on.
Stop with the looks, OK?

I don't think it was Dad.

If it is Mom's body,
I think it was Savannah.

The detective, she said they
found the body in North Palm.

That's near Munyon Island
and MacArthur Beach.

They used to hike there
together, Mom and Savannah.

That's--yeah, I remember.

They went there all the time.

It's in line with my vision.

Your vision?

During the guided meditation,
I had a vision.

There were trees, lots
of water, dirt on the ground.

Maybe it was sand.

And... I found her.

Ame.

♪ ♪

Come on.

Ame.

- Fine!
- Amy.

Wait, what--hey.

No!

♪ ♪

[yelps]

[exhaling sharply]

Hey.

You doing OK?

[breathes sharply]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

My family thinks I'm crazy.

Well...

I don't.

♪ ♪

Amy?

Amy!

Yeah?

It's the cops.
We got to go.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Thank you for coming down.

Is it her?

Forensics hasn't gotten
the DNA results yet.

But the medical examiner
has something

that she wants to show you,
an item found on the body.

Who would be willing
to come back--

Yeah, yeah, I will.

I want to too.

I need to.

[sighs]

OK, Ames.
Let's go.

We're hoping
we can use the item

to make an identification.

[sighs]

Do you recognize this?

Does this belong to Joy?

- [gasps]
- [sighs]

[sobs]

- Oh, God.
- Oh, sh*t.

- [crying]
- No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, it's good news.

It's--it's not her.

It's not her.
- What?

- Wait, what?
- Wait, it's not her?

- What?
- It's not her, thank God.

Then why is Amy crying?

I don't know why.

Wait, what?
What? Jesus!

What is wrong with you?

I'm not doing it on purpose.

Do you realize you just
made us all think Mom's dead?

I'm crying
because I'm relieved

and because this means
that she's still out there.

She's still missing.

And I can't stand thinking that
she's alone and maybe hurt

or--or worse.

And we can't find her!

And because
somebody else is dead!

And a whole other family
is gonna have to do this.

Because I have a heart, Brooke!

Oh, my God, you are
an emotional chaos sinkhole,

Amy, and I'm sick of it!

Listen, let's just
take this outside.

It's been a long day
for all of us.

There's something else.

- Oh!
- Oh, Jesus. What now?

Did Joy ever
give any indication

that she might hurt herself?

No, why--
why would you say that?

What are you talking about?

The forensic team
just brought something

to our attention, something
they found in Joy's nightstand

during the search today.

It's, uh--it's pretty clear
about intention to self-harm.

Look, if you think
that there's any chance...

- No.
- That she might have--

No, no.

"I know I let you all down.

"I can't take disappointing
you over and over.

"Miami has been so much harder
than I thought,

and I can't do it anymore."

Wait.

[dramatic music]

I'm--I'm sorry.
I--I had no idea.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't tell you,

any of you,

because you could all
be so f*cking hard.

I was failing at college.

I failed at tennis.

I never fit in with any of you.

♪ ♪

Mom saved me every day.

Amy.

No, no, no, no.

♪ ♪

I am not an emotional sinkhole.

♪ ♪

I am different.

And I'm honest.

And I'm doing everything I can
to bring Mom home,

which is more
than you are doing.

♪ ♪

You know, you really ought
to put the screws to Brooke.

She f*cked Savannah--a lot.

Good night.

♪ Don't worry,
worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry,
worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry ♪

♪ Even if it don't
come true ♪

♪ Dreaming
is what dreamers do ♪

♪ Evan's keys
on green to blue ♪

♪ Are never gray ♪

♪ Even if it all goes bust ♪

♪ Your pretty pearls
all fade to rust ♪

♪ Angel wings to angel dust ♪

♪ Every day ♪

It wasn't her.

OK.

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

Good, that's good.

♪ There's an open door
for you ♪

Why are you still up?

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

I guess I just wanted
to make sure you're OK.

♪ For you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door
for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door
for you ♪

♪ Worry no more,
worry no more ♪

♪ Don't worry,
worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry,
worry, worry ♪

[door slams]

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

Anybody here?

♪ There's an open door ♪

Hey, Brooke.

♪ For you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door
for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door
for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door
for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door
for you ♪

♪ Worry no more,
worry no more ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry ♪