02x03 - What Are You Playing at, Little Girl?

[bunniefuu]

I'll be late.
I have a meeting at Austin's school.

Okay, see you then.

What are you playing at, little girl?

- What?
- Don't do that.

- Don't do what?
- Virginia, is this a game to you?

Is this a game, Mom? No, it's not a game.

No one here is playing games but you.

What is it exactly that you want from me?

I need you to grow the hell up, okay?
Grow up.

God, I am so mad, I could just...

k*ll me?

Austin, let's go!

It's a funny thing to realize
your entire life has been a lie.

♪ I think I made a big mistake ♪

♪ You keep messing with my brain… ♪

The only thing you can trust
in this world

is that you can't trust anyone.

Except me.

I'm always gonna be here for you.

♪ Every time I take your lead
Feels like a curse… ♪

Come on, get your jacket.

♪ Feels even worse ♪

♪ Baby, you're the devil I know ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ Baby, you're the devil I know… ♪

Trust is a funny thing.

It's so easily abused.

And betrayal leaves a metallic taste.

♪ Baby, I'm the devil now ♪

I'm really enjoying
having Austin in class,

but he's behind in a few subjects.

I know he's moved around a lot,
so that could be part of it.

He's a smart kid.

Whatever he doesn't know,
he'll pick up fast.

It's not just that.
Has he shown any signs of anxiety?

Of anxiety?

He's nine.

I would love to have
the guidance counselor meet with him,

maybe evaluate him
for a possible 504 Plan.

No, no,
Austin doesn't need whatever that is.

He's fine. Look, if he's behind,
we'll study harder at home.

- I'll make sure of it.
- Ms. Miller, uh...

- Uh…
- Sorry to interrupt.

Give it back. Now.

He said that he took it
from the reflection corner.

I found it in his backpack.

She made me sit there forever.

It was 15 minutes, Zach,

to reflect on why we don't call people
"bloody booger face."

Tiffany Griffin is a bloody booger.

I'm so sorry.

He's having such a hard time
with everything.

- I understand.
- No, I'm not.

Don't blame Dad.

Zach, we do not take
what doesn't belong to us.

- You're busy, I'm just gonna...
- Oh no. Just... It'll...

Thank you. Thank you for this.

What's a 504 Plan?

Sneaking in?
You really are my kid.

♪ Butterflies in my chest ♪

♪ b*ating on me, b*ating b*ating on me… ♪

Hunter.

Hey.

Uh, hey.

Thank you.

Yeah, no... No problem.

Um…

Was that my arch-nemesis?

Yeah, it was nothing.

♪ I really really like you ♪

♪ Turn around and catch my face ♪

♪ Cheesin' at you
Cheesin' cheesin' at you ♪

♪ Laying in my bed… ♪

Are you okay?

- What was that about?
- It's nothing.

What?

- Are we hanging out later?
- I can't, I have therapy.

I gotta go. I'll see you later.

Guys, Sophie looks so happy.

I hate it.

"Be kind, it's free."

Yeah, real kind, Sophie,
when you ripped my heart out.

She kept our pictures up.
What do you think that means?

That she loves you and misses you
and wants to get back together.

Really?

No.

Perfect.

'Cause I play the evil,
unlovable witch in the musical.

So, you know,
different from my everyday life.

Why do you wear these?

There's no glass in them.

You're so weird.

What? Zach, you're his friend now?

Shut up.

Zach?

Something tells me
this is not work-related.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. Just looking at dresses.

Dresses that are far outside
of our budget.

Yeah, we should talk about the budget.

- Yeah, what about it?
- I hate it.

Mm.

Alas, milady,
I am but a humble civil servant,

so you… you need to think smaller.

Think… intimate.

What about your parents?

What are they getting us
for a wedding gift?

Not a wedding,
which is where you're going with this.

Georgia, we talked about it, okay?
I do not take money from my parents.

I never have, and I'm not starting now.

Mm-hmm. Who paid for your college again?

Remind me whose Netflix account we're on.

Georgia.

I'm sorry, I'm just saying,
if someone has money

and they wanna give it to you,
it's none of your business.

She's right. You only get married once.

Unless you get married twice
before you're 30, like a tramp.

Is this the draft of the long-term
financial plan that I asked you for, Nick?

The summary is that Wellsbury
is very expensive.

Yeah, we knew that.

Looks like Cynthia was not wrong.

Most of this budget
is going to the schools.

What is the school budget?

$89,000,000.

Jesus.

Ooh.

- Oh, what do you think?
- My God, Jess, I love that one.

So do we know
who's gonna be in the limo yet?

Derek said he's getting a Hummer.

- No way.
- Oh my God.

- No way.
- I'm so excited!

That's pretty.

I love that color.

- Thanks.
- Are you shopping for prom too?

Mom.

Can I pretty, pretty please
get this purse?

"Mom?"

So last session I heard about
your childhood and what got you here.

That was like the tip
of the childhood iceberg.

You said you grew up in poverty.

Did you ever feel like
you weren't taken care of?

No. No, it wasn't like that.

Georgia took care of us.

It's just her methods were questionable.

I'm sorry, how is any of this
related to my self-harm?

We wanna keep identifying your triggers.

Let's talk about
the last time you self-harmed.

Thanksgiving.

Okay.
And what was going on then?

Do you remember what you were feeling
at Thanksgiving?

No.

I'm sensing that you're angry.

Oh, are you? That doctorate
really coming through.

I'm sorry.

We have to figure out how we work together
so that I can help you help yourself.

You're saying I need to trust you.

Is that a problem for you?
It sounds like it is.

Mm. Don't I have to?
That's why people come to therapy.

Why did you come to therapy?

To get better.

To not hurt myself.

Thank you.

These are tools
I want you to try.

The rubber band is a distractor.

When you feel you wanna self-harm,

snap the rubber band to distract yourself,
get out of that moment.

And then when you're out of danger,
write your feelings in the notebook.

And if you really think
you are going to self-harm,

I want you to call me instead.

Does that sound doable?

I need a commitment
that you're going to try.

Giving them to you does nothing
if you don't use them.

I'll try the tools.

And, Ginny,
it's good that you're angry.

You're letting yourself feel.

Keep watching out for your triggers.

I can't see.

You can't see? Well, that's silly.

Okay.

Now, do you trust me? Okay.

I'm sorry, my daughter
must have grabbed this.

- I didn't notice.
- Yeah.

No problem.

Did you know that Edith Wharton's home
is available for weddings?

The Mount.

Isn't that romantic?

I… I didn't take you
for an Edith Wharton fan.

A bunch of the Neighborhood Club women
have been to weddings there.

- They were talking about it.
- I see.

Hey, by the way, I'm sorry you didn't
get into the Neighborhood Club.

- I know you really wanted it.
- It's not over till it's over.

I do not want to know what that means.

Hey.

What about a barn?

- A barn?
- Yeah, like a charming, rustic barn.

- Like a barn, like pigs?
- No, not pigs. Okay, no.

My friend and his wife,
they… they found this barn in Maine,

and they got married there,
and it was… it was beautiful.

- I like pigs.
- You do your homework, you.

I don't wanna get called in
for any more "talks."

- What's this?
- It's for Austin.

Oh.

Whoa, awesome!

Paul, are you bribing this boy?

What? No, I didn't get him that.

♪ They're wishin' that I was for free
But they better beg… ♪

I love this game.

♪ I'm tryna walk out the back
'Cause the front door is crowded ♪

♪ And get in the back seat
And make sure my dollars are counted ♪

Oh, hi, Mom. Come on in.

You went into my purse?

You used Austin's name.

I figured he might as well
get something out of it.

I did that out of necessity.

You like it here? You like this house?

'Cause we almost lost it all.

But why do you still have it?

My credit score is a 315.
How'd you figure that?

You think you are so clever,
but you are playing with fire.

I'm not scared of you.

Scared of me?

I'm scared of you. You can't be trusted.

- What was that about?
- What'd you hear?

Nothing. Just heard the door slam.
You guys fighting?

No, it's nothing.

Okay.

- There's a lot of nothing going on.
- What's that supposed to mean?

It's…

It's just getting hard to pretend…

…that something's not
going on with you.

Oh.

It's hard for you, is it?

Well, if I'm so hard,
why don't you just leave?

- What are you doing?
- I'm not doing anything, Marcus.

You keep coming here
and getting up in my sh*t,

and honestly, it's annoying.

Yeah, I'm not doing this.

♪ But I, lie when I say
That I don't care what you think ♪

♪ Can't you see that I'm the best thing ♪

♪ Don't count me
Don't count me ♪

- ♪ Don't count me ♪
- ♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ The best thing ♪

♪ No ♪

- ♪ Don't count me, don't count me ♪
- ♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Yeah, don't count me ♪

License for a pickleball court.
Wanted to hand-deliver it.

How exciting.

Oh, that's wonderful.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

- Did Paul go for the Mount?
- Mm-mm.

Listen, I know this might be a long sh*t
after Cynthia, but I was thinking...

It's nothing personal, Georgia.
It's just the process.

There's a waitlist.

Besides,
I'm dealing with a mini-crisis right now.

The book of Emily Dickinson's poems
is missing.

What?

Just gone. Middle of the night,
someone picked the lock.

Oh no, that's terrible.
Who would do something like that?

Well, I'm hoping
not one of our members, but…

Maybe it's just a prank.

The historical society
is pulling everything we have on loan.

It's horrible.

The whole club's reputation is at stake.

I'm sure it'll turn up.

Hey, are you okay?

I'm fine.

Switch with me?

- Hey.
- Hi, Padma.

Could I just grab a…
a salted caramel latte?

- Oh, Bracia…
- Hey, guys.

- Hey.
- Hey, Ginny.

Hi.

- What's wrong?
- Only everything.

We got our cast photos back today.

They got me looking like a Milk Dud.

It's not… that bad.

This ain't it. What did Beyoncé say?

- You can't put blue lights on Black girls.
- Period.

Mm. The caucacity.

Look what they did to Bryon.

Oh. Still fine though.

At least you'll match.

Hey, what are you doing tonight?

Slowly dying, I guess.

I have an idea.

The food is so good here.

It's nice here.
This isn't Sarabeth's.

- This one.
- Hi.

Hey, Ginny.

Uh, what can I get for you guys?

Can we get the sweet potato fries?

- Yeah, I'll just, uh, be right back.
- Cool.

♪ Deck the halls with boughs of holly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la ♪

♪ 'Tis the season… ♪

Hey, why so glum?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

Couple of grinches.

Yeah.

How was rehearsal?

Well, my character is
the evil, ugly witch.

One of my lines is literally,
"My jowls quiver with spite."

Oh, well, that's fun.

Mom, it's tragic.

There are no small roles,
only small actors.

Dad, gross.

I wanted to be the lead
and be all hot, and maybe win Sophie back.

You need to get over Sophie.

Mom, that is the most insensitive thing
you could say to me.

I loved her,
and I can't just get over her.

That would be like me telling you
to just get over Dad.

I mean, it's not exactly
like getting over Dad. I hope.

You guys are so mean.

I'm heartbroken,
and I cry like every night.

I don't hear you cry.

Oh, that's 'cause
you're too busy jerking off!

And what's bothering you?

Global warming.

- Hello.
- Periwinkle, lavender, or thistle?

Last one sounds weirdly erotic,
but I'm kinda into it.

Come again?

Figuring out my wedding colors.

Ah.

I just wanted to know if you were coming.

Oh, Peach… Uh…

No, I know.

I know.

I don't think I can.

Yeah, I get it. I just...

Is it weird I think you might be
one of my only friends?

No. No, it's not weird.
You mean a lot to me. You know that.

I love you. I'll always love you.

Yeah. Same.

How fun for us.

That is exactly why I can't be there.

Yeah, I just...

I don't really have family, you know,
and that's you.

Thistle.

- Yeah, you think?
- Definitely.

Trust the photographer.

Okay, now let's decide
on the table settings.

Okay, I'm trying to be understanding here.

All right, fine.

No more wedding talk.
We'll just stick to co-parenting.

Oh, hey, your daughter's a demon.

Well, Beelzebub and Bracia just got here,
so I gotta go.

Ginny's there?

Hold... Who's Bracia?

Hello?

Thank you so much, Mr. Miller.
This is beyond.

Hey, no problem.

- You're in great hands. My dad's the best.
- Clearly.

Um, where was this one sh*t?

I sh*t that for National Geographic
on my last trip to India.

Oh, casual.

- Uh, so where else have you been?
- Everywhere.

Oh yeah. The most dangerous of places.

From the mountains of the Himalayas
to the biker bars of Georgia.

Okay, Dad, save it for the book.

Okay, let's go.

All right.

Hey, do whatever feels natural.

Pick up your shoulders,

now drop them.

Breathe.

Forget you've ever felt joy.

Yeah, now glare at me.

You hate me. Okay.

Okay, uh, now your leg is broken
and you're in pain,

but like a cute kind of pain,
like a pouty pain.

Yeah.

Ginny, get in there.

- What?
- Ginny, get in here, please.

Okay.

♪ I want you to want me ♪

♪ But you just wanna love me for the day ♪

♪ And I can't just walk away ♪

♪ Even though
I know you're trouble, babe… ♪

Okay. Yes.

♪ So I'mma take my time ♪

♪ Go with the flow
Can't get too involved… ♪

Ginny, come on.

♪ You got a face that I ♪

♪ Just can't say no to
Just can't say no to you ♪

♪ You know I want you, baby
You know I do ♪

♪ I'll give you my heart… ♪

Oh my God.

♪ You ain't no good for me ♪

♪ I know it's true
But you don't have… ♪

No!

She's everywhere. She's haunting me.

Oh my... She looks phenomenal.

I mean, they both do.

Okay, I did not need to see her
looking that good today.

I did not need to see that.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

- What? What?
- Ow, ow, ow. Cramp att*ck. Ow.

And you wore white?

I know, okay? Don't remind me.

- You want an Advil or something?
- No.

Or a muzzle.

Babe, I can't reach.

- Press, you couldn't handle a period.
- Mm.

- Okay, ready?
- Mm-hmm.

- Think so.
- Yeah, here we go.

♪ Remember the hard times that we had ♪

♪ Looking back now
They don't seem so bad ♪

♪ But even so ♪

♪ I want you to know ♪

♪ I do not regret a single thing we did ♪

♪ 'Cause we're just kids
From the moment that we met ♪

♪ And if I had
The chance to speak ♪

♪ I'd tell you that ♪

♪ That you're no good for me ♪

♪ And love's a poison
For which there is no cure ♪

♪ That's why I'm gettin' out
'Cause I can't take no more ♪

♪ I'm gonna run away
To the open valley ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't find a reason
For me to stay ♪

♪ Staying here now
Just seems like child's play ♪

Uh, Hunter, bro, you… you good?

What?

It's not like it's about anybody.

No, no, no. Guys, come on,
gas up the band. Gas up the band.

Great job! Yeah!

- Guys, it's a great song!
- Babe, so good.

- It's a sad song, but it's great.
- Yay.

Jordan, man,
you were sloppy on the chorus.

Dog, I am tits-deep
in a weed gummy right now.

I...

Oh, babe, do you want one?
It might be good for the cramps.

- Oh. Mm-hmm.
- Aw.

Hey, how high do I have to be
to never think anything ever again?

Um…

That was really special. Thank you.

Hey, no sweat.

It's good to see you
expanding your friend circle.

Is that code
for "finally making Black friends"?

So how are things going with Dr. Lily?

She wants me to write
my feelings in a journal.

What am I supposed to say?

"Are you there, God? It's me, Ginny."

"Dear Diary, today I wanna burn myself."

How about poetry? You liked making
a poem for that contest, right?

Yeah, I didn't win.

Right, because therapy is about winning.

Look, the poem you wrote was beautiful
and it came from the heart.

Why not try that?

Dear Diary, today I wanna burn

When, oh, when will I ever learn?

God, she's healed. It's a miracle.

Thank you, God. Thank you, Freud.
Thank you, Amanda Gorman.

There's that smile.

It's good to see that smile.

Thanks for not telling Mom.

Hey, as long as you're safe and healthy.

♪ Don't change for me ♪

♪ I like you just the way you are now ♪

♪ Don't pray for me ♪

♪ I did this on my own
And I got this far now ♪

♪ Far now ♪

♪ And I'll get higher with it… ♪

Ginny, music down!

♪ Just to let you know I did it… ♪

You don't want me to come in there.

♪ Just to let you know I live it ♪

♪ Stay safe for me ♪

♪ I see the inner you
And it hurts to let go ♪

So this is sad.

- You have lunch this block?
- No, I'm in chem.

- I don't wanna talk.
- Okey doke.

I'm sorry.

- What?
- I'm sorry.

- What?
- Okay, yeah.

- What are you writing?
- Poetry. Ew.

- I said it out loud, and I hate it.
- Why? Poetry's cool.

Can I hear one?

A poem?

Yeah.

Okay. Um…

Give me a word, any word.

Uh…

Christmas.

- "Christmas?"
- Yeah.

That rhymes with like nothing.

- Poems don't have to rhyme.
- I know that.

Christmas. Christmas.

Christmas feels like Halloween

I'm haunted

- I like that.
- Shut up, I'm doing poetry.

Christmas feels like Halloween

I'm haunted

The air is dusty, the room is musty

The crab is crusty

- See, that rhymes. Yeah?
- Mm. Mm-hmm.

In your absence, everything's tense

Nothing makes sense

Are you coming back?

Am I in denial, or just incredibly dense?

There's a shiver, dust in the air

Am I dumb? Yes

But have things been damaged
Beyond repair?

Oh sh*t.

I stubbornly stay stuck in a place
Not wanting to break free

Not wanting to leave the space
Where you used to be

Allowing you room to come back to me
And make it right

But I know you're never coming back

Not after that night

Not after that fight

I'm coming back. I'm back.

No, it's not about you. It's just a poem.

- Okay.
- So…

Christmas feels like Halloween

I'm haunted

This is sickening.

Are you gonna blow him?
Kinda looks like you're gonna blow him.

Piss off, Max.

Bite me, Marcus.

Oh.

Max, can I talk to you for a sec?

- No, thanks.
- Oh. I know, I know.

I just wanted to tell you, um,

that I was at Blue Farm,
and I saw Sophie there.

What?

And she was on a date with a guy.

- I wanted you to hear it from me first...
- Screw you, Abby.

- That's a new low, even for you.
- Oh no, Max, I did not...

No, please leave me alone.

Do you wanna skip next block
and go smoke weed?

Uh, yup.

♪ I'm the best that you know ♪

♪ And I got it on my own ♪

♪ Stay in Gucci head to toe ♪

♪ Get my way or it don't go ♪

♪ I'm the best… ♪

This is really cute.

What, my room?

Eh.

Okay.

Yes.

If you're to look like anybody,
who would you wanna look like?

- I don't know. Willow Smith.
- Mm.

- How about you?
- Oh, Hailey Bieber, easy.

She's such a queen.

I feel like it's a privilege to exist
at the same time that she exists.

True.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Blow, marry, k*ll.

Jordan, Press, Brodie.

Ew.

Do it.

- Do it.
- That's gross.

Ugh! Okay.

- I'd… I'd blow Brodie.
- Yeah, you would.

- I'd… I'd k*ll Press.
- Yeah, you would.

And I'd marry Jordan.

- Ew!
- What? Jordan. I'd marry Jordan.

It's like a full-on 7-Eleven in there.

Oh, I try to avoid leaving these
four walls as much as possible, dude.

It's been so weird with my mom
these past couple of days.

It's just like weirdly… quiet.

I'm sorry.

Mm, not your fault.
It's my dad's fault for leaving.

Yeah, but that sucks, and I get that.

Yeah.

Well, I'm probably just gonna end up
blowing a bunch of guys

and it's gonna be his fault
for giving me daddy issues.

Speaking of…

you're, like, totally
with boy Baker now, aren't you?

- Right?
- Yeah, I think so.

Definitive.

I... I mean, we're talking,
and… he sleeps over a lot.

- Oh, scandalous!
- No, no, no, no.

- No, it's not... It's not like that.
- What do you mean?

No, it's nice. It's nice. He's…

He's…

You really like him, huh?

Yeah.

We should start a girl band
called Daddy Issues.

We could have matching teen pregnancies.

And if I got a teen pregnancy,
my mom would abort me.

She'd keep the baby, but she'd abort me.

I wonder what we'd even look like
if we were pregnant.

Mm.

Hot.

You're really pretty, you know that?

Ew.

It is so wild to me, bro,
that your mom was pregnant right now.

At our age.
Like that could literally be us,

except I don't have sex
'cause everybody's terrible.

And not to, like,

- talk sh*t or anything…
- Oh, no, Abby, talk sh*t. Give it to me.

…Maxine is being…

- Say it.
- …a raging bitch.

- Thank you. I know. I agree.
- But it's just, like, get over yourself.

- You know what I mean? Get over yourself.
- Thank you.

I really hate Norah for just going along
with everything Max is saying.

I know. It stings.

And I hate Hunter for blaming me
for everything that happened.

I hate Press
for being such a bullshit sociopath.

- He full on scares me.
- What the...

But so do you, so…

I scare you?

Oh, very much. Yes, definitely.

Okay, what are you...

Are you scared, Miller?

Do you feel better?

What do you think?

You wanna do something crazy?

Um…

Yeah. I...
Maybe. Why, what is it?

♪ He's just no longer your type
You've got someone else on your mind… ♪

Mm. This is an example of you scaring me.

♪ Tell him he did nothing wrong ♪

♪ You just decided you prefer blondes… ♪

Josh Spear.
That's who Sophie was on a date with.

I found a Venmo payment.

- I'm sorry, babe.
- I just don't get it, you know?

Like, how can she go
from me to him so quick?

We just broke up. I feel really stupid.

Look, I'm sure you're gonna get over her
a lot faster than you think you will.

That's, like, not very supportive.

I'm not being supportive?

♪ You're gone and buried ♪

♪ The cemetery ♪

♪ Boy, ain't it scary ♪

♪ R.I.P, you're dead to me ♪

- ♪ Hey ♪
- ♪ You're gone and buried ♪

♪ I hope you're ready ♪

♪ Boy, ain't it scary ♪

♪ R.I.P, you're dead to me ♪

♪ Cross my broken heart ♪

♪ I hope you die, die ♪

♪ Cross my broken heart… ♪

Ginny Miller. Abby Littman.

Were you just skipping class?

Come with me.

Hello.

This is she.

Okay.

I'm sorry, if Ginny says
she was at a dentist appointment,

why are you calling me?

Are you insinuating
that my daughter is lying?

No, that's okay.

I understand.
No, of course you have to check.

All right.

Thanks so much. Bye-bye.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Here you go.

All right, let's go.

Hey there.

Hi, Mom.

I know that you've been having
a hard time lately,

so… I bought you a present.

And it comes
with a really pretty girl on the bag.

Mom, this is really cute.

Thanks, Mom.

I love you.

I love you too, sweetie.

I'm so sorry for stopping by like this.

It seems like Zach was playing
with Austin's new game,

- and now Austin can't find it.
- Oh.

God. Okay. Please excuse the mess.
I haven't had any time to clean,

and I'm in the middle
of a mental breakdown.

And now I have to find his backpack. Uh…

Oh yeah.

Christ, that's brutal.
I'd want someone to pull the plug.

It would be a mercy,
but we're not here to play God.

- I'm so sorry about this.
- Oh, don't be.

Oh, what's that?

Oh, crap.

Oh, crap.

Crap.

- Crap, crap!
- Oh.

They sent an email out about this.
He must have nicked it.

Oh, you must be loving this.

No, I'm honestly not.

I know how hard it is
for a kid to lose their dad.

Austin didn't speak for a month
when his dad was arrested.

Yeah, I was just gonna say
that I'll have his dad talk to him, but I…

I can't say that, can I?

Hey, we moms have to stick together, okay?

Yeah, right.

I'm not a monster, Cynthia.

Okay, well, I'm gonna ignore that.

How about this?

I'll take the book
and return it to the club.

Say it was turned in
to the mayor's office anonymously.

- Zach never needs to be mentioned.
- You'd do that?

Of course.

You know, and maybe you could do
a little, tiny something for me.

No eating unless you're on break.

Are you high?

- No.
- You're totally stoned right now.

What is going on with you?

I'm fine.

Are you having another date?

Yikes. Stern Joe.

Mm. I am stoned. Yeah.

Marcus is really rubbing off on you.

Maybe I'm rubbing off on Marcus.

Hey, can I ask you something?

What happened between you and Hunter?

'Cause at rehearsal,
he was, like… very sad.

Why? What did he say?

He wrote a song.

Not another song.

It sucks when you're with someone

and you're into them way more
than they're into you.

I was into Hunter.

I was just into Marcus way more.

I'm sorry.

I just get why Hunter's upset.

Yeah, you know, I'm the bad guy
who cheated on perfect Hunter, okay?

I'm the villain, I'm evil.
Oh, it's just so fun to hate Ginny.

It wasn't just me, you know?
He's not completely blameless.

Sorry to unload on you. I'm just...

I'm going through a lot right now,
you know?

And I can't even talk to anyone
about what's really going on,

not even my therapist.

By the way, I'm in therapy now.

I don't know why
I'm telling you this.

I'm really stoned.

I don't think you're evil.

Thank you.

Well, I did it.
We're in the Neighborhood Club.

Really?

Even after Cynthia ripped you a new one?

She had a change of heart. Poor thing,
she's going through a hard time.

And how, may I ask, did you do that?

Never mind. Never mind.

As usual, you got what you wanted.

- That's gotta make you happy, right?
- So happy.

Everything's perfect.

Mm.

Your hair.

Ya like?

I hate it.

Excuse me, miss, not so fast.

I covered for you today,
thank you very much.

Where were you?
I know you weren't at the dentist.

I was smoking weed and skipping school.
Is that what you wanna hear?

Oh yeah, that's my dream.

Sure you want Paul here for this?

I'm done. I can go.

Paul's marrying me.
He's here for all of it.

You sure about that? All of it?

Go to your room.

- Right now.
- Why?

We're all such a happy family.
You, me, Paul, Austin, Mary.

Who's Mary?

Hey...

What do you think makes a bad person?

A bad person?

Yeah.

I guess a desire to do bad things.

What if they… they do these things,
but they think they need to?

Uh, I think it's rare for things
to be as clean-cut as good or bad.

It's usually something in the middle.

What if it's something
that's undeniably terrible?

Is there any redemption for that?

I think I need details.

It's my mom.

She's done
some really messed up…

I can't even say it.

Just think about
the worst thing you could do.

What, did she m*rder someone?

Oh.

Okay.

Damn. Um…

Something just changed.

Like, I know, it's…
it's so bad and it's dark,

and now there's this something
in the room with us.

No. Come on.

This is my mother.

This is the woman that gave birth to me,
and she… she did this…

this horrific thing, and...

- Who else knows about it?
- I don't know.

This detective guy,
he's a private investigator.

Who'd she k*ll?

- Jesus.
- What?

Who'd she k*ll?
Like that's a normal question?

No, it's not normal.

I don't like how calm you're being.
It's really freaking me out.

I mean, how can you be so calm
after what I've just told you?

I wouldn't put much past your mom.

- She's a...
- Psycho.

A force.

Anything that gets in her way
gets taken down.

This… kinda makes sense.

Nothing makes sense. Are you kidding me?

- Literally, nothing makes sense.
- Hey, breathe.

Am I like that?

Am I a force?

Are you?

I don't know.

Who'd she k*ll?

My stepdad.

Was he a good guy?

No, not really.

Okay, then.

What?

"Okay, then?"

Like, so it's just fine?
He's not a good guy, so uh-oh time to die?

You're acting like you want me
to get mad at you or something.

You didn't do this.

No, but I know about it,
and I feel like I did it.

How'd she do it?

Poison.

- Badass.
- Marcus.

sh*t. I can't…

I can't believe your mom k*lled a guy.

Yeah.

Hey.

- What… What are you doing?
- I don't wanna think, hmm?

Hey, no. No.

Come on.

- Never mind. I gotta... I need to go.
- No. Hey, come on.

- Ginny... Ginny, stop.
- Just let me...

- Marcus...
- Stop.

I wonder what it felt like…

for the air to leave your lungs like that.

For you to know that
that's your last breath.

Come on.

Come here.

Marcus, you can't tell anyone, okay?

I mean it.

I won't.

Come on.

It's okay.

I don't wanna be like her.

I don't wanna be a force.

♪ So hold on, baby
'Cause lately I feel crazy ♪

♪ Oh, you hold on ♪

♪ Never let me go ♪

♪ So strong, baby
I feel you holdin' on ♪

♪ When I'm so done ♪

♪ You never let me go ♪

♪ Sirens shout ♪

♪ I can't sleep no more ♪

♪ Oh, I'm hypersensitive ♪

Why'd you do it, Mom?

Don't ask questions
you don't want the answers to.

I need to know.

For you.

For me.

For my family.

It wasn't something I did lightly.

I'm not proud of how I got us here,
but I'm proud I got us here.

I never said I was a good person.

You're my mom.

I need to believe you're a good person.

It would be nice, huh?

If it was that simple, huh?

You wanna know why I did it?

I don't know that I ever felt
I had another option.

You could always not m*rder.

Not murdering is an option.

Do you even feel remorse?

There was no one protecting me, Ginny.

No one.

You have no idea how lucky you are
to have me. I'd k*ll for you.

I'd actually k*ll for you.

Let that sink in. That's not nothing.

And I may be wrong, and I may be horrible,

and I may be ugly
and not worthy of anything.

Fine, I'm not worthy of anything.

But you are.

And it was up to me
to make sure you got that.

And I did that.
Like it or not, I did that.

I took all the darkness, and I ate it.

I became it, like fricking Bane.

Okay? So that you, my daughter,
could live a good life.

I kept you safe. 'Cause that hand
doesn't stop on the thigh,

and I spent my whole childhood wishing
my mom would stop that hand.

I've got a lot of demons.
A lot of nightmares in my past.

And I had a choice.

I could live in the past, drown in it,
feel it every day, be there.

But you have to live for the future,
'cause the past'll eat you.

There's more to life than that hell.

You and Austin, you're my future.

You're what I live for.

The second that test
told me I was pregnant…

I mean, I was 15.
I was younger than you are right now.

And then that strip turned pink
in a rest station bathroom in Georgia,

and everything had to change.

I left that bathroom, and I saw
this group of kids. They were so happy.

They didn't have a care in the world.

They wore nice clothes,
and they were smiling,

and they were loved.

You could tell these kids were loved,
they were taken care of.

They were my age,
but they were loved and I wasn't.

I decided right then
you were never gonna be like me,

you were gonna be like them.

And I knew I would do anything,
anything to make that happen.

And it took a long time,
and it wasn't easy, but I did it.

I got you on that bus with those kids.

So you can hate me,

you can think I'm the worst mother
in the entire world, and maybe I am,

but I got you on that bus.

I did what I had to do,
and I'd do it again.

I have no remorse.

Everything I do
is for you and your brother.

You don't trust me? Trust that.

And I really do like your hair.

Thanks, Mom.

Come here.

But you can't tell anyone.

You know that, right? Promise me.

I promise.

Me and you against the world, right?

Mom, if you're done borrowing my game,
can I have it now?

Mm.

Trust is a tricky thing…

because trust goes both ways.

We're in this together now.

♪ Do you wanna fight me?
I'm ready ♪

♪ I'll test your strength
Hold steady ♪

♪ Stand on the sidelines betting ♪

♪ Or you could just leave ♪

♪ I've been through sh*t
And I came out strong ♪

♪ Some say that I turned out wrong ♪

♪ Until now I've been letting them ♪

♪ Have a hold on me ♪

♪ Now I say Welcome to my life ♪

♪ This is who I am ♪