01x01 - The Delaneys

[bunniefuu]

[Unsecret's "Buried"]

♪ ♪

♪ I trusted you to be kind ♪

♪ And look what it cost me ♪

♪ ♪

[exhales]

♪ You promised
I would be safe ♪

♪ But you struck
without warning ♪

♪ ♪

♪ All the secrets ♪

♪ Buried in the backyard ♪

♪ Where the flowers grow ♪

♪ All the secrets ♪

♪ Drowning underwater ♪

♪ Where the river flows ♪

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

I can feel it.

Something bad has
happened to her.

And I don't want you saying--
- You're overreacting, Amy.

That.

I've left five messages,
gobs of texts.

No word from the
woman who usually

calls us back in five minutes.
- I'm with you, Ame.

It's weird.
I texted her, too.

They're all unread.
But maybe she's just busy.

Or maybe her phone is broken.

Simplest explanation.
- There you go.

I think we just need
to take a breath.

You take a breath, Loge.

Should we, like,
call her friends?

Maybe check local hospitals?

Why don't you just file
a missing persons report

while you're at it?
[Brooke and Troy chuckle]

Oh, my God.

You already did.

You're already Amy-ing this up.

OK.

According to the sheriff's
office, she's an adult.

No law against going off
on her own, yada, yada.

So you know, they'd need
more concrete info

before saying
she's officially missing.

But, um...

we all know if she's not
returning our calls or texts,

it's because she can't.

Or because
she doesn't want to.

Why wouldn't she want to?

Because we've all kind of
been assholes lately.

Not just lately.

For months.

All right.

Maybe talk to Dad.
What about him?

Yeah, I was supposed to help
with the lawn yesterday,

but he called and said
his knee felt better,

so he was just going
to do it himself.

- Did you ask about Mom?
- Yeah.

He said she was out
running errands

and didn't know
when she'd be back.

It sounded fine to me.
- This is ridiculous.

Just call him right now.

You call him.
He actually likes you.

All right, let's get
to the bottom of this.

Great.

[line ringing on speakerphone]

- Hey, honey.
- Hey, Dad.

Listen, I've been trying
to get a hold of Mom.

Is she there?
Can you put her on?

Uh, sorry,
she's at the mall again.

Well, she isn't returning
calls or texts

or anything, and--

Well, maybe her phone's
on the fritz.

I'm sure it's nothing, Brooke.

Listen, I--I got to run.

It's court time with Higgins.
Love you.

Love you, too, Dad.
[line beeps]

Is he lying?

Stop it.

Why would he lie?

[Fleetwood Mac's "Hold Me"]

♪ ♪

♪ Can you understand me ♪

♪ Baby, don't you
hand me a line ♪

Hey, Mom and Dad.

We know the academy
was your life.

We grew up on these courts.

But here's to a new chapter.

You earned it. We know
it's going to be hard--

But your only job now
is to relax.

Happy retirement,
Mom and Dad!

[crowd awws]

all: We love you!

[cheers and applause]

[cheers and laughter]

♪ ♪

"Tireless," "devoted,"
"brilliant."

Ask people in West Palm Beach
about Stan and Joy Delaney,

and those words come up
again and again.

After all you've done
for all of us,

here is something from
the City Commissioner's Office

honoring the decades
you've given

to our local tennis community.

Can't forget you even had a
former student, Harry Haddad,

win a Grand Slam.

[cheers and applause]
Amazing!

Yup. Yup.

Joy and Stan.

[cheers and applause]
- Oh, my God.

OK, so,

friends, and students
who became friends,

you're the ones who really made

the Delaney Tennis Academy
a real success.

It was my life.

Our life.

The days were long,
but so worth it.

Um, also, Mike--Mike Garces--

thank you for
buying the academy.

[cheers and applause]

Thank you.

We know it's in good hands.

And to our kids,

Amy, Brooke, Logan, Troy--

you had to share us
with hundreds of kids,

the entire Delaney family.

But now, I get to make up
for that lost time.

And Brooke and Gina,
guess who's available full-time

to help with the wedding.

Yeah.

And Logan and Indira,
somebody put a ring on it.

[cheers and laughter]

Anyway--oh, do you--OK.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Your turn.

[laughs]
OK.

[clears throat] Ladies
and gentlemen, Joy Delaney.

[cheers and applause]

Never not coaching, right?

[laughter]

Now, look, when I came here
years ago from Queensland, I--

I didn't have
anyone or anything.

I was just a kid
who played tennis,

and I never thought
beyond the next trophy.

And then...

and then, I met this one.

And, uh, we really
made something together.

[crowd awws]

[cheers and applause]

- All right.
- Oh, this is--

Oh, picture.
OK.

[laughs]

Come on in.
Come on.

[Fleetwood Mac's "Hold Me"]

♪ Although
it doesn't matter ♪

♪ You and me
got plenty of time ♪

All right,
since I didn't buy Dad's whole

"she's out shopping" bit today,
I did some digging,

and I checked on Mom's credit
and debit cards, withdrawals--

Wait, you have access
to Mom's financial stuff?

Yes, I do,
and that's not the point.

The point is that there's
no activity for two days,

not since the grocery store.

And there's nothing
at the mall.

So at the very least,
he's lying about all of that.

See?
Told you something's wrong.

Lots of people go to the
mall and don't buy anything.

Who?

Or maybe
Mom's just giving Dad

a taste of his own medicine?

No! No way!

It's in the realm
of possibility.

Amy, public spaces
require headphones.

We discussed this.

Dude, who is that?
Who the f*ck are you?

- My roommate--
- Her landlord.

Uh, Simon Barrington.

Nice to meet you.

Private family business,
Simon.

It's just private.

OK.

Ame, time to get
your own place.

You going to pay for it?

Guys, I'm not going to do
these Zoom calls anymore

if this is how it's going to go.

Excuse me, but why aren't
we talking about her?

Well, she's been out
of the picture for eons.

Can we please stay on task?

She did enough damage.

Yeah, and maybe
she's not done.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[doorbell rings]

- Hi!
- Hey!

Hey, Mom!

Hi!

How are you?

I missed--I'm great!

I missed you!

Hi, Logey bear.

Oh, my, that shirt!

- More like--
- Oh, my--

- Mushroom.
- Hi!

- Hi, hi.
- Hi!

Wait, have you
been using sunscreen?

Because you look a little--
- Yeah.

You have?
OK.

- OK.
- OK.

Hi!
Oh!

Whoa, that's--that's a lot.

Your mom can't stop.

Now she's home all day,
she thinks she needs

to repaint this and repaint--

And get a new rug
and clean the garage

and regrout the bathroom.

Did you kids see Garces
took down our sign?

Did you see that?

Yeah, it's kind of
how it works, Dad.

Oh, it feels kind of abrupt.

That's all I'm saying.

- Do I smell meatballs?
- Yes!

I made them for you.
- Mmm.

[upbeat music]

- OK, Dad.
- Listen.

Listen, listen.

Remember how much
you guys loved s'mores

when you were little?

I was thinking later tonight,
it would be fun--

- Tonight?
- Wait.

Oh, I thought this was--
we were just doing daytime.

No, but it's
a whole day thing.

We should do it another time.

No, we're going
to do this then--

A whole day thing?

Yeah, it's like this,
then tennis, then--

OK. Fine.

We'll do it another time.

Hey, did you do those
exercises so you wouldn't

get blood clots on the plane?
- Of course.

Nope.

And free Wi-Fi on
the plane was nice.

Ooh.

I used the opportunity
to do a little sleuthing.

Oh.

Claire--
still seeing that guy.

Yeah, I think it's serious.

I think it's great.

We're divorced, so...

Not yet.

- Well, I'm seeing someone.
- Oh!

- Yeah.
- Ooh!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's incredible.

She's intelligent
and successful

and, uh, very attractive.

She play tennis?

- No, not really.
- Claire loved tennis.

She was perfect.

I was married to her,
Dad, so...

It's not her fault she's not
at this table today.

OK.
[laughs] OK.

How's working?

Well, um, I'm sad to report

that I'm no longer working
at Manatee Village.

- Oh, thank God.
- Oh!

But, well, you know
when one door closes--

[whispering]
I thought she volunteered.

[whispering]
She did.

And I'm exploring my options.

What about finally
finishing your degree?

Brooke, I--

Maybe she doesn't
want a degree.

OK, Mr. Stanford.

Anyone need another drink?

Uh, good idea, honey.

- I have some news.
- You and Gina set a date?

Oh, Jesus Christ, Joy.

No.

But I am writing a weekly
fitness column for "The Post."

- What?
- Oh, that's great.

Finally getting
Brooke Delaney PT out there.

- Oh, wonderful.
- Business is good?

Really good, yeah.

See, Ames?
Brooke did it.

She set her sights,
and she made it happen.

OK.
Everyone has their own journey.

Shouldn't we be talking
about the trip?

- Oh, how was it?
- Please.

- Yeah.
- Wimbledon--it was wonderful.

You really feel the history
and the talent of the people.

I wasn't so crazy about it.

Yeah, it's all about money now.

Mm.

Too flashy.

You would love it.

Why do you have such
a bug up your ass?

Jesus, Joy.

No, no, I'm serious.
I would like to know.

They asked the questions.

Are you going to spend the
rest of your life like this?

- Come on, I'm just talking.
- In a bad mood?

Get off my back!

OK, um...

how about we grab our rackets?

[grunts]

OK, hustle, hustle!

Why is Dad in such a mood?

You tell him I paid
for the trip?

Because that would
piss him off.

[chuckling]
No, no.

That will be our secret.

OK.

[laughing] Oh, God.
That's three times now.

Three times.

I hear you.
[panting]

both: Tss.

Show me you deserve to be
on the court same time as me.

Did something happen
while you two were gone?

Because that fight in there
seemed pretty, uh...

You know Dad.

Yep.

That's why I'm worried.

- Yours, yours, yours, yours.
- Mine, mine, mine, mine.

Come on, Amy.

Could have gotten that
when you were 12.

Maybe I'm not 12
anymore, Dad.

Well, I'm out.

You guys suck!

[chuckling]
Oh.

Wow.

Joy, I think our children
are getting soft.

They're getting soft!

Hey, hotshot.

You want a turn?

- Oh, no, no.
- Yeah.

Maybe we should
have some pie.

Yeah, no,
let me grab my racket.

Here we go.

♪ b*at my bones
against the wall ♪

♪ Staring down an empty hall ♪

♪ Deep down in a hollow log ♪

♪ Coming home
like a letter b*mb

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

[tense music]

♪ ♪



♪ Call a doctor,
call a ghost ♪

♪ Put a fire into your bones ♪

♪ Sic a dog on all you know ♪

♪ Cut it loose before you go ♪

[racket scrapes]

♪ ♪

[panting]



♪ ♪

[music stops]
- [groans]

OK, that's enough!

Both of you.

[panting, winces]

[soft tense music]

♪ ♪

[crickets chirping]

What the radical retiree
knows is that

if you made it this far,
you are winning.

The truth is you can
look at your entire life

and be inspired by it.

Remember, your accomplishments
do not disappear

when you stop working.

They are your legacy.

Part of this legacy
is the people

you choose to surround
yourself with--

- Joy.
- Who you choose to inspire

as well as be inspired by...

Where's my iPad?

Did you--did you move it?

Maybe you moved it
and forgot.

You haven't lost anything.

[podcast continues
indistinctly]

[banging on door]

[doorbell rings]

[banging continues]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[panting]
Oh, thank God.

Oh, my God, thank you.

[panting]

So there was nothing in
Atlanta for us anymore.

I mean, no reason to stay.

And--thank you.

You're welcome.

Uh, the restaurant
I worked at furloughed everyone,

so, um, we thought,
why not start over?

American dream, right?

Um, so we moved out here,
and it was great.

Until he lost his
new job, but--

I think that was the last straw,
because he just--

changed.

Sorry, I need to back up.

So you were both driving
when he got angry?

Well, it happened so fast.

I mean, one minute,
we were just talking.

And I guess I pushed him
about applying for other jobs.

And then he started yelling and
punching the steering wheel.

When I tried calming him down,
he started grabbing at me.

So that's how all this--

Oh, no, I jumped.

When he slowed down
at a light, I just--

I just jumped out of the car,
and I guess I--I fell.

And then, I ran, and I left
my purse and my phone and--

Did he chase you?

I don't know.

I just kept running until
I got to the street, and well--

you had the most lights on.

I mean, you can think
that you're too smart

or too in love for this
kind of thing to happen.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

I'm such a mess.

All right, well,
we should call the police.

Oh, no, no, no, it's fine.

I just--I just need
to catch my breath.

Isn't there anyone
that we can call?

- No.
- Nobody?

No, not anymore.

[soft music]

[sighs]

I--we didn't even--

I'm Joy.

This guy's Stan.

Thank you for opening
your door, Joy and Stan.

I'm Savannah.

Hello?
Are you home?

In here.

[soft music playing]

Wow, I guess
the party's started.

How's work?

It was good.

Yeah.

New menu's about done.

Progress.

How'd it go with your folks?

♪ ♪

You didn't tell 'em, did you?

This is what
normal people never get

about competitive athletes

and how they raise their kids.

Winners stay in the sun,
losers wind up--

You're not a loser.

Your business is just
having some trouble.

More than trouble.

I'll need every snowbird
in West Palm

to tear their ACL this winter
just to break even.

You know my dad.

He wouldn't exactly
be sympathetic.

You know, that's f*cked up.

And I love you, no matter what.

Thank you.

For being normal.

Ish.

Did I miss any good drama?

Um, Troy almost
k*lled Dad on the court.

Literally.

I'm not surprised.

Remember what I said
after I met everyone

for the first time?

That we all had great legs?

I said there was
a v*olence in all of you.

♪ ♪

[crickets chirping]

OK.

[exhales]
You have a healing touch.

Are you a nurse?
- No, tennis.

We ran a tennis academy.

You're an athlete?

Uh, well, I used to be,
and a coach and a mom.

I raised kids who played hard
and fought hard,

so I have lots of practice
with cuts and bumps

and broken bones.

[chuckles]
Nice.

How many kids?

Uh, four.

Two boys, two girls.

Can I ask
what are their names?

What do they do?

Do they--I'm sorry,
I don't mean to be nosy.

Oh, that's--

Troy, he's a
venture capitalist,

whatever that means.

He's my rock.

And Brooke,
she has her own business.

She's a physical therapist.

Now, she has a healing touch.

You don't want to hear me brag.

It's boring.
- No, it's not.

Oh, well.

It's nice to hear
about a normal family.

So Troy, Brooke--

Uh, Logan.
Well, he threw us a curveball.

We were hoping he was going
to take over the academy,

but he prefers boats and yoga.
[chuckles]

Sounds peaceful.

And then, there's Amy.

She's our searcher.

They're lucky to
have you as a mom.

You're good at it.
I can tell.

Oh, well,

being a mom is something
you never feel very good at.

You never feel like
you're really getting it right.

You're always
disappointing someone.

Mm.
I know my mom felt that.

She wasn't ready to be a mom.

And I wasn't a good daughter.

She's been gone
a few years now, so...

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

No matter what
the relationship was like,

losing your mom is hard.

You know what?
It's getting late.

I should--you probably
have work in the morning.

Uh, no.

We're retired.

It doesn't mean you don't
have a busy day planned.

What?
- Oh, nothing. Nothing.

Honestly, we're--we're
still trying to figure out

the whole retirement thing.

Having so much free time, what
to do with it, I--the kids--

I was hoping to spend
a lot more time with them,

but they're busy, you know?

Leaves a person with
a lot of time to think.

It's not always a good thing.

People don't understand
how easy it is to feel ignored.

You know, how much it hurts.

We all want to feel seen,
loved, appreciated.

Otherwise, you can just feel...

tossed away and lonely.

Next thing you know,
you're questioning everything,

and that can be dangerous.

Or maybe it's a good thing.
I don't know.

It's hard to tell sometimes.

Sorry, there I go again.

There's no need to apologize.

♪ ♪

There you go.

So, where will you go?

[chuckling]
I don't know.

I'll figure it out.

♪ ♪

[scoffs]
Are you serious?

[whispering] You want to get
cleaned out while we sleep,

or worse?
- [whispering] I don't think--

You sure you didn't think.

You just--you just tucked her
into Amy's room.

Who does that?

Good people do that, Stan.

Yeah, good people right
before they're m*rder*d.

Oh, don't be silly.

Close the door.

You should've asked me.
We should've discussed it.

OK, fine,
but it's not every night

someone falls through
the front door.

What about the dozens of kids
we've let stay here, huh?

We've always had
an open-door policy.

We know those kids.
They were our students.

We don't know who this one is.
She could be a--

could be a maniac.

Yes, she's a victim
of domestic v*olence.

OK.

[sighs]

I probably won't sleep tonight.

Well, give it a sh*t.

Only 5.99
for a limited time.

Next up in tennis news,
Harry Haddad returns.

The tennis star held a press
conference earlier today.

The incomparable
Grand Slam champ,

whose abrupt retirement
three years ago left tennis--

No way, no way.

The fire was never dead,

and, um,
can't wait to start again.

It's been a while.
- No, he wasn't finished.

I know it.

Now, Harry Haddad's return
promises to shake up

the sport again,
as he hopes to make--

[TV turns off]

Hey, stars come out
of retirement all the time.

Not stars that
s*ab me in the back.

Jesus.

Night.

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Seven.

No.

f*ck off, that's a nine.

f*ck, no.

If it was a nine,
you would know.

- [scoffs]
- [chuckles]

Wow.

I mean, you did
fumble the, uh--

- No.
- Yeah.

No.

[chuckles]

You're the only woman
I've been with

who always jokes after sex.

Sorry.
[both laugh]

I don't know.

I guess it makes me
feel less, um--

What?

I don't know.

This is nice.

Yeah.

Oh, God, it's so nice.

[soft music playing]

♪ ♪

You know what else is nice?

What?

Your jacket on my chair

and your brush on my sink,
your shampoo in my shower.

Troy.

Just you here is nice.

I want to have--
[grunts]

[laughs]

It's late.

I gotta go.
- No, come on.

I gotta go.

Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on.

No, I can't.
[laughs]

You just stay here forever.

[laughing]
No, I gotta go.

I will--I will--
I will plan better next time.

OK.

Promise.

♪ ♪

[phone pings]

[chuckles]

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

[dog barking]

[faint laughter]

♪ ♪

- Seriously?
- Yeah!

[laughing]
No way, you did not.

[laughing]
No, I did, too.

I found the security guy.

I was just telling--

I was telling Savannah
about the time

that I tried
to have J.Lo towed

for parking in
the handicapped spot.

Oh, it didn't work.

Oh.

And it turned out
not to be J.Lo.

But I really gave it a run.

Oh, good for you.
[both laugh]

Hey, I thought
I'd make myself useful.

We're making French toast.
Want some?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Sure, thanks.
Yeah.

Coffee?

OK, great.

Black, please.

[sighs, chuckles]

Gosh, I hope it's OK,
I just dove on in here.

I don't want to overstep.
- Oh, no, are you kidding?

I love it.

I never had help
in the kitchen.

The kids never lifted a finger.

I was the chief cook
and bottle washer,

whether I liked it or not.

More hands make light work.
That's for sure.

So, uh, Savannah,
what's your plan today?

I'll help Joy clean up here,
and then I guess I'll head out.

But I feel a lot better
because of you two.

Can I ask about
the tennis trophies?

There's just so many.

Oh, racked up a few, I guess.

Yeah.

So are you famous?

You must be.

No, not--I--

had a little success
back in the day, is all.

Modesty does not become you.

Things change so fast,
you know.

There's no gain in looking back,
especially in sports.

Hmm.
Well, shame on sports.

[indistinct chatter]

Debbie, Sulin, hey.

Hey, look at you,
all official in your outfit.

Very sharp.

Have you two seen my mom?

No, no, not for a few days.

We usually have
our weekly game,

but she was under the weather.

Oh, you--you talked to her?

No, your dad called.

- He did?
- Yeah.

It was sweet of him.
We hope she's better.

No pressure, but we need her
for Ladies Day

next week, yeah?

She's our ace.

Yeah.

Yes, um, I'm sure
she'll be back by then.

[soft dramatic music]

Have you tried
calling her today?

Twice, nothing.

And he's not calling me back.

Uh-huh.

[sighs]
Troy?

He's here.

What?

He's f*cking here.

I'm going in.

OK, more flies
with honey, Troy.

More flies with honey.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

♪ ♪

Troy.

Hey, Dad.

♪ ♪

You understand why
we're worried, though, right?

Of course.
[chuckles]

You don't need to be.
She's fine.

She's busy.

I'm just staying
out of her way.

She's been on a tear lately.
You know how she is.

Yeah, yeah.

[clears throat]
Yeah, what I know is, uh,

none of us have heard
from her.

Oh, that's probably a mood.
It'll pass.

Yeah.

I don't think Mom
has a lot of moods.

Well, things change
when you get older.

Hey, Barb.

Hey, Troy.

So...

you want to explain
that disaster on your face?

Don't feel the need to.

But I fell.

I was reaching
for a tennis ball

through that
stupid agave plant,

and my knee buckled, so, uh...

So the agave did it?

- That's right.
- [chuckles]

OK.

Um...

[door clicks close]

Look, uh...
[clears throat]

I know you're lying, Dad.

Mom hasn't been shopping
or at the mall,

so why don't you just
tell me the truth?

Well, yeah.

We had a fight.

It wasn't horrible,
but, uh, I ticked her off,

and she needed "her space."

I can't say I blame her.
I can be a real ass at times.

But you don't have
to worry about her.

Right, and where is she?

She wouldn't tell me.

But she's fine.
Believe me.

Yeah.

Well...

I don't.
[sighs]

[phone buzzing]

Brooke.

Wait, who is this?

It's me, Barb.

Wait, is my mom there?

[sighs]
She's definitely not here.

Wait, why do you
have her phone?

It was
in the laundry basket.

What's going on, Brooke?

Uh, Indira's got this,
uh, work thing,

and I'm going as arm candy.

Anyway, I'll talk to you later.

She sends her love, OK?

Hello.

Sorry, I didn't mean
to scare you.

[chuckles]
Who are you?

I'm Savannah.

- Savannah--
- Pagonis.

Who are you?

Oh, wait, don't tell me.

You must be Logan.

Yeah, your mom
described you perfectly.

Where are my parents?

Your dad had to pick up
some prescription sunglasses.

Yeah, your mom went with.

They should be back soon, though.

- Were you a student of theirs?
- Me?

A tennis student?

[chuckling]
No, no, no.

No, I'm not sporty at all.

I'm just staying with them
for a few days

until I can get
some things sorted out.

Uh-huh.

Those things have anything
to do with that thing?

Yeah, my boyfriend and I
got in a fight.

Oh.
Oh, God.

It was a crazy night,
long story.

But if I had to pick
a door to knock on,

I'm glad it was theirs.

A lot to unpack
in that sentence.

Tell me about it.

Are you married?
- No.

You have someone,
though, right?

Your mom talked about--
- Indira.

Yeah.
- Right.

She sounds great.
- Yeah.

Everyone says they want
a doctor in the family,

but I think having someone
in the geosciences around

is way more interesting.

Don't you?

- Is that--
- Amy's, yeah.

Just until I can
pick up my stuff.

- We're back.
- Hello.

We're never taking I-95 again.

Oh, hi!
- Hi.

So what do you think
of these?

I wanted to look sharp, but not
like some South Beach assh*le.

Those are great on you.

Very Tom Cruise.
[laughs]

What are you doing up there?

- Gutters.
- Oh!

Remember?

Right!

Right.

So you met Savannah.

I did.

[dog barking]

So any chance you can
join us for dinner?

No.

I--I just left you a message.

Yeah.
Figured you'd be busy.

Come on.

Make sure you get
the downspouts, OK?

Because they get
jammed with leaves.

Listen,
I've been thinking about

what we talked about, you know,

your business, your family,
all that.

And I think I can help.

What do you mean?

I mean, I think
we should sit down

and have a real talk about how
I can pitch in financially.

You know, take some
of the pressure off.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

The restaurant's fine,
and I got that money

from my grandpa
that's just sitting there.

- No, no, no, that's yours.
- I know.

And I also know that

a little help
can make all the difference.

Thank you.

I don't even know what to say.

Oh, you don't need to
say anything right now.

We can just keep
talking about it.

Mm.

There's one more thing
I want to do for you.

I want to put fresh rosemary
on the sunchokes.

[both laugh]

[sighs]

[phone pings]

[soft tense music]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

Hey, Loge.

- Is this a bad time?
- No.

Have you talked
to Mom and Dad?

No.

There's a weird woman
living at their house.

What weird woman?

Mr. Delaney?

Can I help you?

Detective Elena Camacho.
This is my partner.

Detective Ethan Remy

from the Palm Beach County
Sheriff's Office.

There's been
a missing persons report

filed on your wife, Joy.

We're going to need to
ask you a few questions.

So you can corroborate
what was reported to us,

that your wife has been gone
for four days?

Someone reported that? Who?

Yeah. Uh, four days.

That's--that's right.

Has she not been in touch?

No, and she left that behind,
which is weird,

because it's usually
glued to her hand.

You know why
she would have left it?

She didn't want
to talk to me.

Uh, she went on
a silent retreat.

She forgot that.

All of the above.

All right.
Tough crowd.

It was also reported
she left after a fight,

but didn't tell you
where she was going.

Do you think that's weird, too?

Not for me and Joy.

♪ ♪

But I guess
what's important here

is how bad it seems to you.

Listen, if I thought for one
second that she was in danger,

I would have contacted you
myself, but she is not.

She'll be back.

She will come back.

You know when?

When she forgives me.

♪ ♪

You didn't see
the scratch on his face.

Do you not remember
what he did to me?

- Troy.
- Oh, no, you just conveniently

forgot our entire childhood.
- Stop it.

To you,
he's just some nice guy

who's passionate
about f*cking tennis.

Shh!

Sorry.

I think Troy makes
some good points.

And I think you guys are
jumping to crazy conclusions,

and it's really unfair to Dad.

OK, also a good point.

[phone buzzing]

It's him again.
I have to answer.

Um, I--

I have a confession.

Um, she called me
the day she disappeared.

And I didn't pick up.

I was busy,
and I just ignored her.

I don't--you know,
maybe she needed help, and I--

I f*cked up.
I'm sorry.

She called me, too, that day.

Uh--
[clears throat] Same.

Yeah. Me, too.

f*ck.

[sighs]

[tense music]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[music intensifies]

♪ ♪

Prepare to be surprised.

I'm ready to be wowed.

Hey, good sh*t!

- Yeah.
- [laughs]

Hey, can I ask you something?

Yeah, sh**t.

I'm worried I didn't
make a good impression

on Logan today.

I don't want to
cause any trouble.

He's fine.

It's nothing to worry about.

I don't know what
would have happened

if you hadn't opened your door.

Yeah.
Neither do we.

You know, retirement stinks.

What he means is,
running the place was a grind,

but at least it was
something to wake up for.

- Ah.
- Got it!

A person cannot
thrive without drive.

It's a known fact.

What we're both
trying to say is,

you can stay
as long as you like.

[laughs softly]

[pensive music]

OK, OK.

That's enough of a warm-up,
don't you think?

[phone ringing]

Camacho.

Hey, someone's here to see
you about the Delaney case.

Uh, OK.
Be right out.

♪ ♪

I'm Logan Delaney.

I'm here to talk to you
about my family

and a woman named Savannah.

[clattering]

[tense music]

[engine turns over]

♪ ♪