Adulthood (2025)

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Oh,

that was...

You know

how little actual nutrients

are in a normal salad?

-I'm prepared to be shocked!

-No.

Oh,

oh, prepare to be very shocked!

Normally

I never use something like this.

This looks like

a meal replacement,

and that's not my thing, sorry.

But, this...

this isn't a meal replacement,

is it?

Well,

I mean, yes and no,

-and that's...

-Can you do Wednesday?

She's getting her hair done

on Tuesday.

Okay,

I'm dying to know more.

No,

it can't be next Tuesday.

No,

she needs to do it

before she sees the doctor.

Yeah... Can you...

Can you do 11:00 a.m.?

I mean, how many people

are going to physical therapy?

Jesus Christ.

I don't understand what the hell

is so complicated for you.

Jesus Christ. Yeah.

I know she's old.

I know she's old,

but she has

a jam-packed schedule,

I don't know.

Okay...

Okay.

Jesus Christ. Okay, that's all.

Okay, yeah.

Thanks so much, Cindy.

Yeah, we'll see you

on Wednesday.

Judy, breakfast!

Judy?

Excuse me. When can we see her?

We'll let you know.

The doctor said worse

than last time.

Her speech

might never come back.

Damn. Now, who's gonna tell me

I'm wasting my life?

Noah.

I'm sure nobody wants

to hear this, but...

I think it's pretty clear

that Judy's probably

not coming home.

Jesus, Diego.

She had a stroke yesterday,

she's not a goldfish.

Well, yeah. I'm just saying

we gotta start thinking

about money and insurance

and long-term care.

We should

probably start thinking

-about selling the house.

-You know what, um,

I think I may have seen

a real estate agent

with cancer in the ICU,

I could...

I'm right about this.

Meg, am I right about this?

Stop. Stop, both of you. Please.

Everett, what's Cayden's number?

One-twenty.

Okay. Diego, can you take

the kids home, please?

-This is scary for them.

-Yeah, they look...

they look like

they're really freaking out.

Kids. Let's grab our stuff,

let's go. Say bye to Mom.

-Bye, Mom.

-Bye.

Thank you, Brianna.

You tired?

No, I'm fine.

I slept on the plane.

Do you remember

when I had pneumonia?

I... I don't remember it,

I was like, four.

I had 105 fever.

Mom had to beg Dad

to take me to the ER.

Doctor said that if we'd waited

another 24 hours,

I would've died.

That's a little dramatic.

That's what they said, Meg.

To his credit...

Dad felt bad about it.

He bought me a book on tanks,

very on brand for him.

She got in the bed with me,

told me she loved me.

Told me everything

was gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Just felt...

Felt safe.

I was really safe.

We're gonna have to make all

the hard decisions from now on.

Ah. All right,

I'm gonna go grab my bag.

I'll see you outside.

Jesus Christ.

It's exactly the same.

How long are you staying?

I don't know,

I was thinking about

maybe heading back Tuesday.

Thinking about

heading back Tuesday,

don't you have

a plane ticket already?

I bought a one-way.

You know, I wasn't sure

if anybody would need me

to stay longer.

Obviously, there's nothing more

I can do,

so I'll probably

head back Tuesday.

Let me drive.

Are you effing kidding me?

Come on, Meg.

She's not gonna drive again.

Camry's just gonna sit there

until it rusts out.

What happened to Dad's car?

It's 12 years old, you know?

I have street parking,

it's falling apart.

Wow. You're really living

the dream out there.

Holy sh*t.

-Is that Doug Metzger?

-Yeah.

Lives in a group home

around here somewhere.

Wow. Still just...

wandering the streets

in the days.

That's tragic.

Welcome home!

What a mess.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

-I am gonna crash.

-Okay.

I am.

I'm gonna go to bed.

You're gonna smoke pot

and watch porn.

No. That's... no.

No, I'm gonna...

I'm gonna answer emails

and watch Netflix now.

Why, what are you doing,

what are you doing now?

-You's gonna stay?

-I'm gonna look around.

You gonna do that now?

You're gonna do...

you're doing that right now?

Okay.

Wow.

Wow. I don't think I've been

down here in like a decade.

-You smell mold?

-Yeah, I do.

f*ck, it is damp down here.

-What is that?

-What?

What is that? Why is there water

on the floor? What the f*ck!

Are you

f*cking kidding me?

Everyone of

my f*cking possessions is w...

No! Oh, God, no. No, no! No! No!

My f*cking Pokmon cards,

these are worth

thousands of f*cking dollars!

Dehumidifier's broken.

Jesus Christ. No.

Come on, man. Come on!

Oh, great, my books are soaked.

This is f*cking great.

All I need is a hot lamp

and a hair dryer,

and I can

f*cking keep reading them.

Goddammit!

My f*cking original

Frank Miller,

are you kidding me? f*cking A!

I knew I should've...

I should've shipped

all this sh*t to LA years ago.

Can you come help me, maybe?

Meg?

What is it?

What is that, why?

Jesus Christ,

what is that smell?

The f*ck is that?

Oh!

It's been there this whole time.

From 1996, '97?

God, I remember that tracksuit.

The... The whole neighborhood

was looking for Mrs. Metzger.

And... And Mom

and Dad packed us up,

and put us in the car,

and drove us

to Grandma Christman's house

for a week.

And when we came back,

the paneling was up,

and our stuff

was on the shelves.

Is this

why they never went anywhere?

Is this why we couldn't get

a dog?

I mean, Dad threw himself

into work,

and Mom got old before her time.

You weren't here, but...

After Dad died,

she was basically a shut-in.

She wouldn't even go see

Aunt Helen in Utica,

she must've been worried

that something might happen.

-And somebody would...

-Find the body.

Jesus Christ.

How could our parents act

like nothing ever happened?

That's worse than the k*lling.

I mean, it's...

it's not, but still.

They called it the playroom.

"Go play, kids!"

"Hey, let us know if you smell

anything weird down there."

I had movie nights,

parties in that basement.

Do you know

how many hours of PlayStation

I played on that couch?

I lost my virginity

on that couch.

-Our parents are murderers.

-No. No, we don't know that.

Dad didn't accidentally wallop

Patti f*cking Metzger

in her basement, Meg.

Okay, maybe they k*lled her,

accidentally.

May-- maybe she fell.

Maybe d*ck Metzger k*lled her,

like everybody thought,

-and they just covered it up--

-Mm. You know what, we could, um,

we could go ask d*ck Metzger,

except...

...that's right,

he drank himself to death

because some

f*cking kids thought

he k*lled their f*cking mom.

We have to call the police.

What, yeah. Yeah, I mean,

yeah, we should, but...

Mm, should we? Really?

-Yeah!

-Why?

Why? I mean,

what good would that do?

It's been 30 years.

Everybody's moved on,

Dad's dead.

Metzger kids

have all moved away,

except for Doug Metzger,

and he's just roaming

the streets in a daze.

Hmm? It's not like

anyone's looking for Patti.

Maybe, um, it might be better...

not to open up old wounds.

Noah, we...

we have to call the police.

We're gonna call the police.

Uh, excuse me?

Sorry, here. Here. Here.

-Noah!

-Okay, just... Wait! Okay? Just wait!

I... I... I...

I wrote four specs last year

that didn't sell, okay?

That series, everybody said

it was gonna go?

Like I was finally gonna

have something that worked.

And it just...

Like every f*cking thing

that I do... okay?

My business is in the toilet.

Meg, I have five maxed out

credit cards,

I'm barely keeping up

with the interest.

It's bad.

Okay, I... I don't understand

what this has...

Well, I was just...

I was counting on, you know,

a little bit

of that money when, uh...

When Mom dies.

Wow.

Wow, yeah.

Yeah, I'm a piece of sh*t.

Fine. Great.

You have a house,

you have a family.

I have none of those things.

If the cops get involved

in this,

the Metzger kids will sue us.

And we will lose

the house. Guaranteed.

-No, this isn't about money.

-Okay, great.

How about family, then? Hmm?

Yeah, maybe Mom

and Dad made some mistakes,

like, a lot. Potentially

some very big mistakes, but...

I still love them.

If this gets out,

Dad's name will get dragged

through the mud.

Your kids will think

their nana is a k*ller.

This'll put Mom in her grave.

No question.

I don't know what to do.

Go home.

Sleep on it,

we'll both sleep on it.

How can you sleep

with that thing

in the basement?

Apparently, I did it

my entire adolescence.

One more night

isn't gonna make a difference.

Hey.

Just put the kids to bed.

What did Cayden eat?

Did you put it in?

Yeah.

How much insulin

did you give him?

What the pump said.

His blood sugar's high.

Did he sneak chocolate chips?

You know he gets

into the chocolate chips,

he won't tell you.

Were you watching him?

He didn't sneak chocolate chips,

what's with you?

I... I've... I don't know

what else to tell this client.

I've sent them six emails,

I wanna say to them,

"No one's making you

buy advertising."

There's no need

to get stressed

over a part-time sales job.

Are you saying

we don't need the money?

No, I'm not saying that,

it's just...

You're on edge

because of your mom.

And it does make you think.

Someday we're all probably gonna

wind up like that.

-Do you need anything?

-No, um...

Send a few more emails,

then I'll come up.

Okay. Love you.

G'night.

Cayden?

Cayden, honey, wake up. Here.

Drink some of this.

Good job. Good job, buddy.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

f*ck me!

Dinnertime,

get your butt upstairs!

Look at the camera, kids.

-Okay, Mom.

-I am looking.

So, how are we supposed to get rid of a dead body?

We do it tonight, late.

3:00 a.m.,

so nobody's out driving.

If Diego asks, they need you

at the hospital

or you just wanna go

to the hospital to check on Mom,

go with that.

We wrap Patti back up.

Please, don't...

don't use her name.

We wrap the body back up.

We put her in the back

of your car.

I drive the kids

to school in that car.

Yeah.

You, uh, might wanna put

some towels down,

in case the body, um...

You should put some towels down.

-Where should we take it?

-Now, that's the easy part.

Seneca Quarry.

It goes on for miles,

we go way in.

I wrote for two seasons

on Blue Bloods,

I know how cops think.

We bury it.

No. That'll take too long.

We take it to that awful pond

we used to drink at

in high school.

It's like a swamp.

No one ever goes in there.

It's hard to get to,

and it smells like sulfur.

Once we do this,

there's no going back, Meg.

Even years from now,

you'll think about it

when you're trying

to get to sleep.

It'll pop up in your head

at random times,

you'll be playing

with your grandkids and it'll...

it'll be there,

just all of a sudden,

and you can never tell anybody.

Not Diego, not a therapist.

No one.

If this is too much for you,

tell me now,

and I will figure out a way

to do it myself.

No. No, I can do it.

We should do it together.

I know, but 700 dollars?

Isn't that too big an order?

I mean, we're already swimming

in inventory,

-I've got boxes stacked up in the garage.

-Chill, girl.

We can always sell it

as overstock.

Lindsey that's...

that's not the same thing.

If we sell for 50 percent,

we break-even, barely,

but that doesn't count time,

and...

This is what we have to do

to be successful.

It's like this for everyone

in their first year.

You have to think long-term.

Hang on, that's work.

Meg Robles-Vargas,

how can I help you?

Bye, kids.

-Bye, Mom.

-Bye, Mom.

Have a good day,

make good choices!

Sixty-one degrees today

and raining.

Colder tomorrow with more rain

and thunderstorms

moving in next week.

Police in Caldwell

are still investigating

a grisly discovery

made Saturday morning.

Students

from Rossmore University's

Environmental Science lab

were testing the water

at Seneca Quarry,

when they uncovered

a plastic bag filled

with human remains.

Details are sketchy,

but authorities

are treating this

as a probable homicide.

-Hey, Meg.

-Traffic is stalled out

on 490 West

for a noninjury crash...

Dude, chill.

The next day.

They found it the next day.

Hey, how come we're just

hearing about it now?

It's okay.

Okay, keep your voice down.

They don't know how long

the body's been underwater.

They probably don't even know

whose body it is yet.

There is absolutely

no possible way

they're gonna be able

to link us to this.

Ah.

Meg and Noah. Correct?

Yeah.

I'm Lieutenant Zell,

I'm an investigator

with the Sheriff's department.

Oh, no. Did Mom rob

another liquor store?

I'm just asking a few questions,

we're almost done.

Mrs. Robles,

if there's anything

you can remember

that might help me...

Ah...

Can you understand her?

Eh...

Calm down, Judy.

It's gonna be all right.

Look, my shift is over,

and I'm not comfortable

having you in here

when I'm not here.

You're upsetting her.

-Can we get a sedative, please?

-My apologies.

May I speak with you

for a moment?

-Yeah, now?

-Yes.

Sure. Sure.

You just concentrate

on getting better.

Are you aware that a body

was found in Seneca Quarry?

-A body? No. No.

-Her name was Patti Metzger.

We had a pretty good idea

of who it was

when we pulled her

out of the pond,

we already had

the dental records on file.

I understand that your parents

were close to the Metzgers.

Yeah. Yeah, a little bit,

well, they used to...

they used

to play bridge together, right?

I don't remember,

I was too young.

The trouble is,

there aren't very

many people left who knew Patti.

You know, we always heard...

We always heard

Mr. Metzger may have...

you know, done something.

That's a theory.

Somebody bashed her head in.

Give me a call

when your mother feels up

to trying again.

Hey, Mom.

Don't worry about Patti,

we're taking care of it.

We're taking care

of it.

You don't need

to worry about Patti.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Oh.

What... What is that,

do we get a nurse?

No. You... You don't need

to say anything. Okay?

You don't need

to say anything to anybody.

Whatever you or Dad did...

it doesn't matter.

It-- it's insulin,

how can it not be covered?

The old brand was covered,

but the new one

isn't in our system.

I can't afford

300 dollars a bottle.

Nobody could afford

300 dollars a bottle.

Mrs. Vargas,

please contact your doctor.

Really, Alana?

Mrs. Vargas,

I need you to please...

Who is that?

-Hey.

-Hi.

Are you...

are you drinking my beer?

Probably.

It's some craft lager bullshit

I found in the fridge.

Tastes like piss.

-Wow.

-I... I'm sorry.

Wha... What are you doing here?

-Oh, I wanted to talk to you.

-Us?

Why... why do you want

to talk to us?

We all know

it's Judy's last day in.

Excuse me?

In the hospital...

you called me Brianna.

I've been with your mother

for at least five months.

We've been introduced by name

at least three times.

I'm so sorry. Uh,

what was your name, again?

I get a lot of stroke patients.

In general, they're okay. Quiet.

They watch a lot of TV.

When a stroke patient

is trying to talk,

it's important to

let them finish their sentences.

No matter how long it takes

and how hard it is

not to jump in.

Most people can't do that.

It's a skill.

When your mother told me

she k*lled Patti Metzger,

-I got it on the first try.

-Oh, God.

I'm sorry, um...

Our mom told you...

that she k*lled Patti Metzger,

that is... that's...

that's insane.

The cop says this is all

30 years ago,

so I think to myself,

it's kind of weird that the body

just showed up now.

-Oh, God.

-I do laundry in the basement.

I don't have to, you know?

That's above and beyond.

But most of the time,

I'm just sitting around, so...

I knew something was leaking,

but she absolutely

did not want me to call anyone.

And I probably

don't have to tell you

how stubborn Judy is.

I was down there just now.

-It's kind of a mess.

-Oh, God!

What do you want?

Ten thousand dollars.

You want money?

It's not a lot

when you think about it.

You seem like a non-starter.

But, Meg, I'm guessing,

can pull together ten grand,

no muss, no fuss.

It's a one-time thing,

and then we all do

whatever we all do.

If you get caught,

I'll deny the whole thing.

Is that my mom's watch?

Yeah. Judy gave it to me

as a gift.

Go ahead, ask her.

f*ck you. You know what?

f*ck you!

You are a f*cking dirtbag!

Yeah.

Your mother straight up

m*rder*d her friend,

you two dumped the body

in a swamp,

and I'm a f*cking dirtbag.

Got it.

-Why are you doing this?

-I don't like you.

You two got

everything handed to you,

and you treat me like sh*t.

You treat your mother

like sh*t too.

I guess that's none

of my business.

-I don't treat my mother...

-All right.

Okay.

Here's the way things

are gonna go, you f*cking skank.

-Hmm.

-We're gonna give you the ten thousand dollars.

-And that's it.

-Noah?

High noon. Tomorrow.

We meet

at that abandoned railway bridge

just past Lakeshore,

there's no one around for miles.

Three o'clock, Country Diner.

On Ridge.

Why there?

Country fried steak.

Okay, I have 2,500 in checking,

and I can take 3,000 out of each

of the kids' college accounts,

-and... how much do you have?

-I don't know, like 600.

That's it?

Can we maybe

not f*cking do this,

right this second, please?

I can close out

my Always Samantha account.

-I... I don't know what that is.

-A brand.

My... My friend Lindsey and I,

we sell clothes on Facebook,

it's mostly leggings

with prints,

sometimes there's themes or...

Do you block my Facebook posts?

Do you really think

I go on f*cking Facebook?

I can't. Okay, so...

I... I think I can do it, okay?

Just, but...

Okay. Can you please listen

to yourself right now?

There is absolutely no guarantee

that she will keep

her mouth shut,

even if we give her the money,

or that she won't come back

asking for more.

Uh, she said she wouldn't?

What else can we do, Noah? Okay?

We have to trust her, unless...

Wait, are you saying

we should k*ll her?

Jesus Christ. f*ck no!

What are we,

the f*cking League of Shadows?

No! No!

We just... We just scare her,

a little.

You know?

We still give her the money,

but... but we let it be known

that we are serious people

who should not be f*cked with.

I think that ship has sailed.

Megan. I...

I'm going home, okay?

No matter what happens here,

I'm leaving.

I have sh*t to do where I live.

I think we should bring in Bodie.

What, no! Why?

Well, let's see.

Uh, he's the creepiest person

we know.

He would do literally anything

for our mother.

And I'm guessing he's probably

not very busy right now.

-Noah, he's a criminal.

-Yeah.

Exactly.

No. No!

No, we're not getting dragged

back into this family bullcrap.

What did we do that was so awful?

Okay, we... we dumped a body

in a quarry, that's not good.

But they're not gonna send us

to jail.

We'll probably

just get probation.

And... And Mom?

Nobody's gonna put an old lady

who just had a stroke on trial

for a... a 30-year-old crime.

We can still call the police.

Sure. Sure, yeah,

we can call the cops.

Of course, everyone in Caldwell

will know what we did...

including, I'm sure,

all the parents

at your kids' school.

You'll have to move.

Hopefully, Diego can find

another job

at another campus somewhere,

with the same medical benefits

for Cayden.

Honestly, that's a lotta stress

on a marriage.

Maybe Diego sticks it out.

Maybe he doesn't.

Maybe Mom gets locked up

in a geriatric ward.

Maybe she doesn't.

Maybe Cayden is okay.

What do we even say to Bodie?

You just figure out

how to get that money.

I'll talk to Bodie.

The destination

is on your right.

Proceed to the route.

In 200 feet, the destination

is on your left.

-Where the f*ck is it?

-Make a U-turn.

Are you

f*cking kidding me?

-Make a U-turn.

-Ah, shut up.

The destination

is on your right.

Oh, my God.

Jesus Christ.

Hey, Bodie?

Bodie, it's Noah.

Bodie?

-Hello? Jesus!

-Hey, Noah.

Hey! Hi, wasn't sure

if you heard me.

Look at you.

You're filling out.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I guess I...

I guess I have put on

a little weight.

Yeah, you gained

a little weight.

Yes.

How are you doing?

How's Aunt Judy?

She had a stroke, right?

-Mm-hmm.

-M... M... My dad sent me an email.

Oh, yeah? Yeah. You know.

Aunt Judy, she's, uh,

my mom's all right.

She's, you know, kind of,

good days, bad days,

sort of thing.

Yeah. I really wanted

to go see her...

It's been really busy,

you know, with everything.

Yeah. Yeah, I get that.

Yeah. Um...

Hey, man, uh, can we,

uh, can we talk?

Uh... Is there someplace

we could... chat?

Yeah.

Of course

she's making it up, Bodie.

Of course she is.

I mean, yeah, my parents

had a friend that was k*lled,

that's... that happened.

But, you know, she's lying.

I mean, my mom and dad had nothing to

do with it, you know my parents, Bodie.

You think my parents

could possibly k*ll somebody?

I don't know.

You know, my dad and your dad

used to sh**t up cans

in the woods?

-He was a pretty good shot.

-Yeah, but, this, what...

what does that have to do

with anything?

She w... She wasn't even shot.

-You ever do any sh**ting?

-Me?

No. Not really, no.

Bodie, this aide's been stealing

from my mom.

You know that?

Cash that my mom stashed

all around the house.

We think

she took some jewelry.

She definitely took

the f*cking Rolex

that my dad gave my mom

for their 30th anniversary.

-She doesn't have any proof.

-She don't need proof, Bodie!

All she has to do

is tell the cops

that my mom said

something to her,

that she confessed, and they'll

just start tearing sh*t up.

You know,

they'll go through the house.

They'll treat her like

a suspect.

Maybe they just need somebody

to pin this whole thing on.

Yeah, that happened

with a friend of mine.

-Three friends of mine.

-Bodie.

Bodie, my mom, your aunt,

is in a really fragile

place right now.

Any kind of stress,

anything at all,

any kind of...

she could just...

And this person, this...

this aide? She doesn't care.

This is not

a good person, Bodie.

This is not a good person.

Meg and I tried

talking to her.

And we both just agree

at this point,

best thing to do

is just give her the cash.

And be done with it.

That's why we want you there.

For backup.

You know, just to show her

that we're a family

that sticks together.

Dude...

I'm basically worried.

If I have to go do this myself,

I'm gonna get aggro.

We used to go to Darien Lake

every summer.

Our families.

We used to ride the Viper.

How come we stopped doing that?

Uh...

Well, there was that thing,

you know, with the car.

I didn't steal it. Okay?

Dennis Berry stole it!

Dude. It wasn't my choice.

My dad was worried about me.

He was worried

about Meg, mostly.

You know, both my parents

were overprotective,

especially when we were

in high school--

Why don't you write

a Spiderman movie?

That's-- yeah.

-Yes. That's a good idea.

-Or The Witcher?

You watch that?

Elder blood and sh*t?

-Themes of destiny.

-Yeah.

-Yeah, it's good.

-So why don't you write that?

Well... Bodie.

You kind of need

to get hired to, uh...

You know, it's a shame

your dad's not still around.

He wouldn't stand for this sh*t.

When and where?

I'm done, Mom.

Honey, you gotta put the

title on top, next to your name.

C'mon, what's this?

I don't know.

I'm supposed to sign this,

you need to give me

these things, okay?

-Are we eating here?

-No, honey.

-We'll go somewhere else.

-I want Panera.

Hey, bro!

Bodie! Hi. Uh, we were

starting to get worried.

Hey, Meg.

Hey.

Oh, snap! Who's this?

Everett, Cayden.

Um, Diego had a conference

and nobody could watch them,

so... Say hi, guys.

Hi.

What's up? What's up, guys?

Hey look, thank you

so much for doing this.

I know it's a lot to ask,

I'm really grateful

we have family we can rely on.

Family's the most

important thing, you know?

-Family and protein.

-Yeah, that's accurate.

There she is.

Yeah, that's her.

All right, let's...

Mm-mm. Give me the bag,

I'm going alone.

Why would-- what? Why?

We want to scare her?

She already knows you two

are pussies.

Okay. Yeah, okay.

All right.

-Hey.

-What?

Come here,

listen, just um...

Just tell her this

is all there is, you get this?

Don't say anything else.

Be quiet and, like, menacing.

Okay.

-Okay! Fine.

-Okay.

You didn't tell me

he wears braces now.

Who, Bodie?

Yeah, he wears braces.

Country-fried steak.

They hire you to scare me?

It worked. Super scared.

I'm supposed to give you this

and...

tell you not to come back

for more.

How well do you know

the Robles?

Judy's my father's sister.

Hmm. She keeps track

of the food.

I go shopping,

and she keeps the receipts,

and checks off

whatever she eats.

I'm helping this b*tch

use the toilet,

and she's making sure I don't

eat her garlic Triscuits.

And Meg?

She just pops by whenever.

Why doesn't she do my job?

You have to hire someone

to take care of your own mother?

Did you know that

Judy pays Noah's rent?

I've been paying my own rent

since I was 15.

All these families treat you

like you're invisible.

They don't care about

anyone who isn't them.

You make up stories

about my aunt,

and I'm supposed to feel

sorry for you?

You think I'm lying?

Take the money and go.

We'll let the cops decide.

If anything happens

to my aunt Judy,

I'mma come up behind you

and I'mma slit your throat.

You're doing a mistake.

You're doing a mistake!

He still has it.

Why does he still have it?

What? What?

What?

The f*ck?

Oh, Jesus Christ. Dude.

-Why, uh, why?

-You don't have to worry about her again.

You gave her the money, right?

Didn't have to.

She's leaving.

-No.

-She's leaving.

No, no, no, no.

f*ck!

f*ck! f*ck!

Bodie. You're the bag man.

You're supposed

to deliver the bag.

You guys thought... she would

just take the money and go away?

You don't know what people are really like.

I do. And people like that?

You have to be firm, all right?

You have to let them know

that you're willing to spill

a little blood.

Cayden, can you turn

that thing off please?

I think

I'm having a panic attack.

-What's a panic attack?

-It's okay, Cayden.

-Everett!

-What are you guys doing now,

you wanna get a bite

or something, get some food?

Bodie, Bodie.

We're dealing with some,

uh, stuff.

I'll give you a call, okay?

I'll stop by. I'll stop by.

-Does that sound good?

-When?

The next couple of days? Yeah?

-Yeah, everyone should come.

-Yes.

-Thanks for everything. You did-- You did stuff. Okay.

-Belt's on. Come on.

Later, Cayden. Later, Everett.

Yeah. Say bye, guys.

-Bye.

-Bye.

-Hey.

-Hmm?

I got the results on

the Metzger thing.

She wasn't in the water

very long.

Really? How long?

Hard to tell.

Not 30 years, though. Recently.

Why would somebody

move the body now?

Some new construction going on,

maybe?

Some old building

being torn down?

Where would you put a body?

I don't know.

You've never even

thought about it?

You're not even curious?

-Not really.

-Come on, play along.

I guess I'd take it

to my hunting cabin.

Field dress like a deer.

Break it down, take the meat

off the bones.

Put everything else

through a grinder.

I doubt most people would

have the stomach for that.

Oh, f*ck.

These are the Caitlin

prints in large.

Item 185. I just love these.

-Kids.

-I have a pair just--

Sorry. Kids! Stop. Diego!

These come with...

Kids.

-Sorry.

-Shh, shh, shh.

That's enough,

let's get over here, okay?

We've been asking for

metallic silver leggings

forever.

Meg,

why don't you tell everybody

about our k*ller deal on these?

Meg?

Meg?

Okay, well, our next item...

Open the door, Noah!

Or if you prefer, I could

just let myself in.

-Hey!

-Hey.

This is Noah.

Next up, we have

the Sloanes in, um, medium.

And...

Item 204.

Next up, we've got

this gorgeous little number.

Look at these details!

So pretty!

Can I get you guys anything?

No, I'm just looking around.

Where's Meg at?

Probably at home.

She lives in, uh, Glenridge.

Glenridge, that's what,

20 minutes away?

Yeah, give or take, uh,

it depends on the...

Shh. Did you hear that?

I think there's someone outside.

Prowler maybe?

I don't hear anything.

Still, you can't be

too careful.

Think I should

probably call the police.

Just as soon as this sand

runs out.

That should give us what,

20 minutes? Give or take?

I have it on good authority,

that if we sell out,

Meg's dear husband Diego

is going to model

the Joey leggings

on our next live cast!

I never agreed to that, no.

Come back, Diego, we want you!

Oh.

Hey.

Hmm.

No small, sorry. Yup.

We've got it in medium,

but, they'll go quick.

Hey, Liz, good to see you there.

Oh, we got your petites!

Hey, Mom!

I, I'm...I'm so sorry.

I have to go.

Now?

We-- we still have to do

the Disney collection.

Sorry, Lindsey. Bye.

What's going on?

I-- I have to get

to the hospital.

It's family stuff.

You wanna come with me?

Well, yeah, of course.

Let me just get the kids.

No, no, no. No, it's fine.

It's not an emergency.

Are you sure?

It's not a problem.

-I'll come with you.

-Everything's fine.

Um, I'll see you later.

Sorry!

Hmm. Bummer.

Wait, wait, just wait. Look,

she's, she's gonna

be here any minute.

But she's not here

right now, is she?

She's on her way. Yo, just

give her five more minutes.

Okay, we're cool. We're cool.

911, what's your emergency?

Hi. Uh, it's not an emergency

exactly, but...

Did I make it? Noah?

Oh. I made it. I made it.

No. No, I didn't make it.

You gotta be kidding me. Okay.

Okay.

-Oh, hi!

-Ma'am?

D'you report someone

suspicious outside your house?

Suspicious? No.

No, there's no...

there's no suspicion.

Eh, nothing-- nothing

suspicious is happening.

Ma'am, are you being

held against your will?

-No!

-Wha--

Uh, hello.

Um, we-- we called you.

Me and my friends,

we call-- we called.

I called-- we called her,

then we called you.

May I come in?

To, uh, my house? Yeah.

You wanna come-- please come in.

Welcome.

Uh, right, this is, uh--

Um, this is my sister.

This is our mom's home.

Uh, we heard a noise,

me and my-- these people.

These are my good friends.

It was a... false alarm,

not an on purpose false alarm.

That would be,

I would imagine, ill*gal.

But it was a false.

So we haven't heard

anything since.

We haven't heard

anything since, right?

No. It's been very quiet.

It's quiet.

Sir, have you been

smoking cannabis?

Yes.

Yes, I have. A little.

Uh, is that ill*gal here?

I never get that right.

Just the four of you

in the house?

Mm-hmm, yeah.

I-- I just got here.

Um, our mother,

she's in the hospital.

And you're having a party?

Well, I wouldn't-- I don't know

that I'd call it a party,

it's more of like

a get together.

I mean, a four-person party,

that'd be kind of sad.

Well, since I'm here,

why don't I have a look around?

Sure, yeah,

that would be good.

You wanna-- Oh, you wanna

start there? Okay.

There's nothing--

there's nothing in there.

There's just, uh, some junk.

-Raccoons... raccoons!

-What?

It's the raccoons.

There's a-- there's a--

a family of raccoons

living under the shed, remember?

Mom-- Mom told us

about it weeks ago,

we were supposed

to call somebody,

and, you know,

they... they get in the trash

and they eat the-- the wires,

and that is probably the sound

that they heard, right?

Yeah.

Might've been raccoons.

Probably the raccoons.

It's probably the raccoons.

It's okay. We get this type

of call all the time.

You hear anything

else suspicious,

don't hesitate to call.

We're here for your safety.

-Oh, thank you.

-Thank you.

All right. Thank you again.

Drive safe!

Good.

So. Now I want

25,000 dollars.

-Jesus Christ.

-Tomorrow.

Are you f*cking

kidding me, man?

We don't have 25,000 dollars.

This time, we'll do it

on the train bridge.

High noon?

If I see that creep

with the braces,

I'll call the cops.

-You believe me now?

-Oh, yeah. Yeah, we believe you.

Good.

Hey, man.

Hey, we're good, right?

-We're good.

-Oh, f*ck!

See you tomorrow.

f*ck!

I'm good, Meg.

Great.

I feel sick.

I think I'm gonna throw up.

Ah, Jesus Christ, not in here!

I'm... I'm okay.

-You did great.

-Ugh.

I haven't punched anybody

since the third grade.

You sure punched Noah.

I can't believe I let you

talk me into this.

I'm a hairstylist!

Both my knees

have been replaced.

Oh, what if my daughter

finds out about this? Oh, God!

You coulda told me you were

gonna call the police?

Just breathe.

You know, I thought

I was above this.

But I let my feelings for you

drag me down.

You're getting paid, T'Shawn.

You could drop a little money

in Gina's college fund.

Why don't you just

turn 'em in?

You want them to suffer,

they'll suffer.

Oh, I'm absolutely

gonna turn them in.

I just wouldn't mind

a little cash for the effort.

Let's go.

Uh, so how much can I

withdraw right now? In cash?

-You'll lose 2,000.

-No, no, I understand,

I don't care

about the penalties.

You can

withdraw 11,000 dollars.

After penalties would be

9,000 dollars.

Okay. Thank you.

m*therf*cking c*cksucker!

C'mon.

C'mon.

C'mon, c'mon.

Thank God.

Jesus.

-This was your idea.

-I thought it would be cinematic.

You have the money?

Yeah. Most of it.

What? f*ck me.

-Most of it?

-I could only get 22,000

on such short notice.

A little more than 22,000.

I can get the rest,

I just need some time.

You know what, that is--

That's unacceptable.

-Hmm.

-It's unacceptable.

I'm trying to think

what would've happened if I

showed up late to look after Judy.

Or if I didn't feed her on time.

Or if I let her sit in her own

sh*t for a couple of hours.

How would you have

reacted to that?

Just take the money, please.

Just take the money.

I don't think so.

Fine. Then call the police.

I don't care.

-Come on, Meg.

-No! No,

I-- I really don't care anymore.

I am sick of hiding

and sneaking and lying.

Sure, people will talk.

But eventually,

they'll understand.

We did what we did

to protect our family.

You did it to

protect yourselves. You two,

you do whatever you want,

and then you lie,

and you lie

until you get caught.

And then, you tell yourselves

that anyone else

would've done the same thing.

It's always about you.

I'm not gonna be judged

by you.

Do you even have children?

Do you have anybody

who's depending on you?

You have no idea

what this has been like.

Poor baby, did you miss

your yoga class?

-f*ck you!

-Meg!

Get off me,

-you crazy--

-f*ck you! f*ck you!

Enough!

-Suck my d*ck!

-Calm the f*ck down,

what the f*ck

is wrong with you?

Ah! f*ck!

T'Shawn? T'Shawn,

can you hear me? f*ck!

What's wrong with him,

what happened?

What?

What, what are you...

What the f*ck did you do?

I-- I didn't do anything--

I-- I swear!

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!

We gotta get him

to a hospital. Right now!

Yeah. Okay,

we can take my car--

f*ck!

Oh, f*ck.

Oh, f*ck.

Oh, f*ck.

You need to wash your hands.

Over and over again.

With industrial soap.

I think we still

have some in the garage.

You need to get rid

of the gunpowder residue.

Take your clothes

and your shoes.

Put 'em in a bag

and give 'em to me.

I'll take care of it, okay?

My stomach hurts.

From where he hit me.

T'Shawn.

-T'Shawn.

-Noah.

I need you to hold it together,

okay?

I need you to wash your hands,

put your clothes in a bag,

and give 'em to me.

We couldn't...

He was gonna die.

I mean...

There's no coming back

from that, right? There's...

You saw him.

That's at least manslaughter.

I could call the lawyer.

-Dad's friend, Mark. Mark.

-No. No!

No!

Don't call anybody.

Don't Google anything, okay?

Just...

We need to be on the same page.

We need to cover our tracks.

We can't make any mistakes now.

So, wash your hands.

-My hands.

-Change your clothes,

give them to me.

Do you understand me?

Noah? Do you understand me?

-Yeah...

-Noah!

Do you understand me?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Wait.

Give me Dad's g*n.

Why?

Give me Dad's g*n.

Go.

Hey, Meg.

Haven't seen you in a long time.

Hi, Doug. You scared me.

Uh, what are you doing?

Just walking.

I live that way.

They don't let me

smoke in the house.

Oh. Okay.

I haven't seen any of you

in a long time.

Uh, that's true.

Um, it's good to see you, Doug.

It's good to see you too, Meg.

You-- you have something

in your hair.

I'll see you later.

You tell, uh...

You tell Noah I said hi.

Sure.

He was shot at close range,

the other one was further out.

Nobody reported g*n shots?

Sound acts funny on the water.

Fisherman found him at 4 a.m.

Do we know who they are yet?

No wallet on the male.

Hmm.

-I believe I know this woman.

-Hmm.

We found her!

They just want to talk to us.

She was Mom's aide,

of course they want

to talk to us.

Just... act casual.

You're upset.

You're not too upset,

you barely knew her.

You never even met T'Shawn.

You got this.

Thank you again for coming in.

I know this must be

a shock to you both.

I... I can't get

my head around it.

I mean, first Patti, now this.

It's a terrible thing.

How long was Grace Briscoe

your mother's caregiver?

I'd say, uh, five months?

-Mm-hmm.

-Five months?

Did you know her well?

Mm. Just from seeing her

around the house.

I mean, uh,

I would've loved

to have done it myself,

but, um...

Y'know, taking care of my mother

is a job on its own,

and, um,

we needed a professional.

It can be difficult

to care for a parent.

-Your report's in.

-Thank you.

D'you ever meet

her ex-husband, T'Shawn Reed?

-I don't think so.

-Mm-mm.

Um, what did he look like?

A large man, African American.

I think we would've

remembered him.

T'Shawn was a pretty

straight arrow, no priors,

never got into any trouble.

Grace, though,

she was a different story.

Did you find her

suspicious at all?

-Shady?

-Shade...

I...I... I don't think

I would call her shady.

Grace was devoted

to our mother.

-Uh, she would stay late...

-Are you all right, Mr. Robles?

Hmm?

Me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I just...

-This is insane.

-Mm.

Y'know, this is...

I mean, this is crazy.

-Mm.

-What are we even doing here?

'Cause...

you know, between us,

I shadowed an Encino cop

for a day,

and I know what

an interrogation looks like.

Not that this is

an interrogation.

Of course not.

You're not suspects.

I do find it odd

that since you've been in town,

we found three bodies,

and you're connected

to all of them.

I bet that you want to see

the k*ller caught

as much as anybody.

Are we sure Noah's even coming?

Has he responded

to any of your texts?

He said he'd be here.

Yeah, but you know him.

He's not dependable.

He's a grown adult,

but he acts like a teenager.

He's cleaning out the house.

His mother's in the hospital,

it's stressful.

So, has anyone told Judy?

About Grace?

No, I don't think so.

But I don't see

how it would be helpful.

Well, you don't have to tell her

she was m*rder*d,

but surely she can tell

she's not around anymore.

Diego,

Noah and I have it

under control. Okay?

I'm just trying to help.

-I'll get it!

-That's Uncle Noah.

Let's go. You can get that.

-Hi, Noah.

-Hey.

Oh, hey.

It's Bodie, right?

This is so great.

You know, the last time

we were all together

was Aunt Connie's

80th birthday party.

This kid was like three.

He was showing me a book about,

like, a magic train

or some sh*t,

do you remember that?

Oh, I'm sorry,

I did it again. My bad.

That's okay. Just...

you wanna be careful.

Sure, of course.

So, Diego. What do you do again?

You're a teacher, right?

I'm a professor.

I teach math at Cayuga Tech.

-Wow.

-Yeah.

And does that pay well?

I do all right.

You know, I practically

grew up with your mom

and your Uncle Noah.

Ah, it just-- it means a lot

growing up...

like cousins.

Having cousins.

I was just thinking

about you guys.

When I heard about

your mom's aide.

Yeah, I know it's crazy

what's happening

in this country.

Insane. Totally insane.

-You know, that something like that could happen...

-Yeah.

...to someone

you're so close to.

Uh, we-- we didn't really

know her that well.

Well, that's weird.

It seems like you'd have

to talk all the time.

We hired her to be around

when nobody else was available.

You gotta be careful,

letting strangers

into your house.

They might snoop around,

turn up some family secrets.

You know, I know a secret

about your mom

and your Uncle Noah.

It's a big one, though.

You gotta promise not to tell.

You gotta swear.

Let's not go

spilling family tea, okay?

Your mom and your Uncle Noah...

love their ice cream

with rainbow sprinkles!

Come on, Abbott's after dinner?

Ice cream's on Diego,

Mr. Moneybags over here.

Yeah, not tonight, Bodie.

Boo... boo!

I was just thinking

with everything that's going on,

you know, the family's

gotta stick together.

-Absolutely.

-And we should get together more.

What about Sunday? Huh?

You bring the kids,

and I'll throw some kebabs

on the grill.

Yeah, I mean, we'll see.

-Maybe.

-Come on, let's get some good

out of all this. Huh?

You and me

are going out tonight.

Tonight?

I-- I don't know

if I'm up for that, Bodie.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

You and me buddy, no excuses.

We're gonna get after it

while you're still in town.

When do you leave, anyway?

When do you go back?

Soon. I think, soon.

You couldn't pay me

to live in Los Angeles.

Too much crime.

Kids go down okay?

Yeah.

Do you wanna tell me

what the hell is going on?

-Diego.

-Noah looks like hell.

Bodie is a...

I don't even know what Bodie is.

But I don't want him

spending time with our kids.

-He's just lonely.

-Yeah, well, that's shocking.

Look, he didn't have

stability growing up,

okay? He didn't have

good parents.

This is not an easy

time for you.

And I get that.

I'm trying to give you space,

I'm trying to give you support.

But you're giving me nothing.

Why are you unhappy?

I'm not unhappy.

I'm a little overwhelmed

at the moment, but I'm happy.

Just gonna go clean up.

-Ready?

-Ready!

Let's go!

Break!

Hike!

Yeah, yeah. That's nice.

Don't be afraid,

Reg, you got it.

Diego? Can you take Cayden

to the bathroom, please?

I don't have to go!

You're going before

we get in the car. Diego?

-Cayden, let's go, buddy.

-I don't have to go!

C'mon, we'll both go,

we'll be quick.

C'mere.

-Down, set, hut!

-Bodie knows everything.

Did he tell you he knows,

or are you guessing?

He doesn't need to tell me.

Will you trust me?

He f*cking knows! Jesus Christ.

He talks nonstop.

He told me all about

how his friend Tristan,

burned down his

ex-girlfriend's house last May,

in detail, like he was

proud of the guy.

He's completely unstable,

do you understand that?

Do you remember when

he was in jail,

maybe what, ten years ago,

Mom told us it was DUIs, right?

It wasn't, it was as*ault.

Apparently some guy,

over stolen f*cking laptops,

or something.

-You okay?

-Oh, yeah. I'm great.

-You're sleeping?

-Sure.

They never would've

left us alone, Noah.

Never would've been safe.

Our family never

would have been safe.

The best thing we can do

is forget about it and move on.

Both of us.

Can you do that for me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can.

What about Bodie?

We'll go to his house tomorrow.

Take it from there.

I love you, Noah.

I love... Love you too.

First you're going to want to

shut off the water heater.

Or often times, adjacent to--

You're going to want to

shut off the main water

to the house itself.

Hey, hey!

Oh, just you guys, huh?

Where are the kids?

Oh, um, Everett had

a football practice,

and Diego had to take Cayden

to a birthday party.

I got 'em these wooden planes,

you know the ones

with the rubber bands,

-remember those?

-Yeah. Love those planes.

Okay.

Just us, then!

Let's do it up!

-Can I put this in the freezer?

-Uh...

Sh... just put in on

the table. That's fine.

I-- I wanna see inside.

Show us around.

Oh, uh, yeah, oh, uh, um...

Okay.

Yeah, just gimme, uh, hang on.

Okay, c'mon, come on in.

Yeah, I really meant

to clean up, but, uh,

yeah, I had to go to the store,

and it got late. Um...

There's not really

too much around here.

Do you-- you have

the whole place on your own?

Yeah, uh, yeah.

I mean, sometimes I...

Yeah, uh...

Do you wanna play God of w*r?

Or I got Dead Rising 5.

I mean, I got Madden.

Yeah, sure, man,

as long as you don't mind

getting your a*s kicked!

h*-h*! Noah's getting c*ck!

I'm gonna put this

in the freezer.

Yeah. Oh, go for it.

Do your thing.

Hey, if you need to move

some stuff, that's fine.

Hey. D'you wanna see

something cool?

Sure.

-Hey! You ready?

-Yeah.

Pretty cool, huh?

Check it out.

Guess that's where your,

uh, design budget went, huh?

This could've gone

right through your temple,

into your brain.

Grab a sword.

Sword. Uh...

Okay. Uh, which one?

Whichever one

speaks to you.

Uh, I don't know, Bodie.

How about this one? Yeah.

Jesus Christ, that's heavy.

Guess how much that cost?

-I don't know, Bodie. How much?

-Guess.

Three hundred?

Three hundred dollars?

f*ck you. 700.

Wow, that's an expensive sword.

-Take a swing at me.

-I don't...

-I don't wanna do that.

-C'mon.

You're not gonna hit me.

Widen your stance.

C'mon.

Good. Better.

Why did you come home?

Bodie!

-Was it to die?

-Bodie, Bodie.

-What say you? Huh?

-Bodie, don't.

What say you?

Oh! Oh!

Timeout?

Huh?

Timeout? Okay.

That was awesome.

Don't move!

The f*ck? Meg?

-Meg?

-Just don't move!

Seriously, what are you doing?

Do it. sh**t him.

-Wha... Why would you sh**t me?

-Do it.

We're family.

f*cking do it, Meg.

f*cking k*ll him!

Aww, goddammit, he's loose!

Just, f*cking...

just ke-- keep control.

Uh, okay.

Bodie!

Bodie!

Bodie?

Hey, man!

Come out!

We're just, uh...

screwing around, yeah?

Yeah?

We're not gonna hurt you.

Just...

Family fun stuff.

Like we do.

Right?

Right?

Just a joke.

Jesus!

You thought

I was gonna tell on you?

You thought I was gonna go

to the police?

I would never do that!

We're f*cking family, man!

Bodie! Please!

We're supposed to have

each other's backs!

Oh! f*ck!

We're supposed to be

making new memories!

We're supposed

to love each other.

Bodie, stop!

We're cousins!

Does that mean anything

to you?

We're f*cking family!

Open the f*cking door!

This is my house.

Hey! It's okay, he's dead!

Oh, my God.

-Oh, don't, don't!

-I'm just checking.

No, don't!

-I'm just checking.

-Don't check, just...

Okay, okay, wait, stay there,

stay there, don't move!

Don't move, don't move,

don't move!

Ow, Meg!

Meg!

Please, I don't wanna die!

Okay, okay, um, I don't think

I'm supposed to take it out.

Just take it the f*ck out!

Just take it out!

-Okay, f*ck.

-Okay, okay, okay!

-One.

-Oh...

Two.

Ah! Ah!

Okay. Okay. Wait.

Here, here, here, here.

I know, I know, I know, I know.

Okay, okay, okay.

Cover this. Hold that.

Hold it like...

Hold it. Hold it.

You okay?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm great.

You did it, didn't you?

Dad covered it all up,

but you did it.

You found out she was

sleeping with Dad.

You brained her.

Truth. Tell... the truth.

It's a little late for that

now, Mom, don't you think?

Patti was kind of sexy, I guess.

Little. Guys like that.

She taught spin classes, right?

Yeah.

I can see Dad going for that.

Especially after

a couple of drinks.

So I guess,

whenever he was awake.

Hmm, let's be honest.

d*ck Metzger? Meh. He was a dud.

Dad could've torn him in half

if he wanted to.

Did you catch them in bed?

Whew, I can picture it.

Dad's putting in the work,

getting the job done.

She's going "Walter, Walter!"

Maybe she was willing to do

some things

you weren't comfortable with.

Diego and I have been

through that,

but he doesn't cheat on me.

No, he just...

jerks off when he thinks

I'm asleep.

What'd you hit her with?

I'm thinking a frying pan,

tenderizing mallet, maybe?

One of the classics.

Fell.

Patti.

Sure she did. Patti fell.

Ms. Robles-Vargas.

Always good to see you again.

I heard that your mother

was feeling a bit better,

so I thought I'd pop by.

She's communicating?

She can say a word or two.

She gets tired very easily.

-Mm.

-Someone in the hospital

keeping tabs on her for you?

Oh, I've been kicking around

the department for awhile now,

so you get to know people.

Listen, how's your brother?

I heard he had some kind

of an accident, didn't he?

I mean, I haven't been

watching him, I...

I just heard he was in the ER.

Hmm. He was trying to get

the pit out of an avocado,

and put a paring knife

right through his hand.

Ooh, sounds painful!

No permanent damage, I hope.

I don't think they know yet.

I wanted to talk

to you anyway.

We found a watch

in Grace's car,

a Rolex with the initials

WR and JR engraved

on the back.

Now, your father's name

-was Walter Robles, wasn't it?

-It was.

I thought, perhaps,

your mother gave it to her

as a gift. You don't mind

if I ask her, do you?

Uh, can I have a moment

with my mother first?

Of course!

You can try and talk

to her if you'd like.

What did you say to her?

I told her that I love her.

And that she doesn't need

to worry about anything.

I told her she was safe.

You know, cases like these,

cases like

Patti Metzger's m*rder,

or like Grace Briscoe,

T'Shawn Reed, they get solved.

Some new piece of evidence

comes to light,

somebody remembers something

someone else said,

someone finds a g*n.

You'd be surprised.

It may take 30 years,

but they get solved.

Would it be possible

to have the watch returned?

It has sentimental value

to the family.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

I hope you feel better,

Mrs. Robles.

C'mon man, c'mon man,

c'mon, f*ck that, no, no, no!

Noah?

It doesn't work,

I'm trying to make it kick.

I already showed you

like ten times!

-I don't understand.

-Dude, just watch me.

-Which one am I?

-Well, think about it, Doug.

If I'm-- if I'm the guy,

you're the girl.

There's only two charac...

You've been that girl

the entire time,

I'm beating you,

I'm literally beating you

with one f*cking hand.

You got this.

-Okay.

-C'mon!

-I'm the girl.

-Hey, Meg. What's up?

You want, you want winner?

-Hi, Meg.

-Wait, look what I'm doing.

Look at what I'm doing, okay?

B-trigger, that's all you need.

You don't need to do

anything fancy. That's it.

Noah's gonna teach me

how to fix the water heater.

He told everything

that happened.

I'm not mad about it,

it's just...

it's just good

to put things to rest.

No, no, no,

don't-- don't-- don't--

Don't, please! I just,

I couldn't get it

out of my head, Meg! I just,

I was gonna scream about it.

I just thought I was gonna

like, tell a cashier,

or a--

You know, I just figured

because of Doug's state,

I could just... you know?

Please,

I'll go back to California,

I swear to God, I'll leave,

and I won't come back.

I'll leave,

and I won't come back.

No.

Listen to me.

You're gonna stay here.

You're gonna move back home.

You're gonna live in the house.

We can never sell it now.

Mom can come home.

She'll need someone

to care for her 24 hours a day.

And you'll be here.

You can feed her,

and walk her to the bathroom,

make sure she takes

the right pills in the morning.

You can move back

in your own room.

When she dies,

you're gonna get a real job.

You're gonna pay

the electricity bill,

and the water bill,

and the taxes.

You're gonna replace

the garage roof

and mow the lawn.

You're gonna lead a quiet,

normal life.

You'll watch Cayden

and Everett grow up.

You'll go to soccer games,

and lacrosse games,

and school plays.

You'll be there

for graduations and birthdays.

You'll be reliable.

Always around.

We'll all be a family.

Together.