01x05 - Troy

[bunniefuu]

Previously on
"Apples Never Fall"...

Why are they talking
to you about Savannah?

G, there's something
I have to tell you.

I slept with Savannah.

Should I make us
all some coffee?

No, no.
Thank you.

What's going on?

Dad took out
one of my rental boats

the night
that Mom went missing.

- Did he tell you?
- No.

I found out
from the security logs.

Do you not remember
what he did to me?

- Troy.
- Oh, come on.

Oh, no, you just
conveniently forgot

our entire childhood.
- Stop it.

No, to you,
he's just some nice guy

who's passionate
about f*cking tennis.

Harry Haddad returns.

The tennis star held

a press conference
earlier today.

The incomparable
Grand Slam champion--

Hey, stars come out
of retirement all the time.

Not stars that
s*ab me in the back.

[tense music]

Hey, how are you holding up?

Uh, same.

To Lucia,

a partner at 14-0...
- Mm-hmm.

And most importantly,
my beautiful wife.

Hey, you know
I love you, right?

Well, you know
I love you too, right?

♪ ♪

[cell phone beeping]

[intriguing music]

♪ ♪

[tennis ball bouncing]

Come on now, Troy.

Nice, Harry.

Good return.

Yes!



[racket whirs, ball bounces]

Out.

You gotta be kidding me.

Dad, I won.

Respect the call, Troy.

[grunts]

Out.

Double fault.

You're cheating.

And everyone can see.

That's the call.
It was out.

Bullshit.

What are you gonna
do about it?

Gonna cry to your daddy
over there?

Like he'd listen to you.

You're a f*cking cheater.

Get your racket
out of my face.

[both grunting]

Hey.

What the hell
are you doing, Troy?

What's the matter with you?

Stan!

Stop it!

What the hell?

Stop it.

[soft dramatic music]

God, it's okay.

It's okay.
- [whimpering]

You're gonna be okay.

♪ ♪

Those serves were in.

All of them.

Yeah, all of them.

Let's go, Stan, dinner!

Honey, what's the matter?

That was Harry's father
on the phone.

He just fired me.

All my work,

my past seven years,

just gone.

Did he say why?

He didn't have to.

Stan, it's no one's fault.

Stan.
[door opens]

[door closes]

Well, it could be worse.

I've never seen this court
look anything but perfect.

Gonna need a chainsaw.

Hm?

Mm.

Hey, so I, um...

I might want to crash here
for a while,

if that's okay.

Yeah.

Sure. Why not?

Are you sure?

I mean, even after...

[sucks teeth]

Oh, of course.

[sighs]

Thank you.

You, uh...

you talk to Gina?

I called.

She didn't pick up.

Well, she will.

Keep trying.
You can get her back.

[gate opens]

Dad.

[footsteps approaching,
gate closes]

[sighs]

We found this
in a room Savannah rented

a couple of months before
she stayed with your family.

We think
Savannah was plotting

to get into your family
for a while.

Any idea why?

No.

After Savannah left
your home,

she was in possession
of a lot of cash,

at least $10,000.

Any clue how she got it?

Don't look at me.

I can barely keep
my business afloat.

Well, what about you?

Are you sure nothing was stolen
from your home?

No, no. No.

You know, I think, uh...

I think you might need
to talk to Troy.

[tense music]

Yeah. Thanks.

We'll do that.
- Sure.

♪ ♪

Did--did Stan Delaney do
what I think he just did?

Yes, he did.

He just threw his son
under the bus.

♪ ♪

Good morning.

There's a cheerleader
missing in Jupiter.

Yeah.
Yeah, I saw that on my feed.

She's pretty.

She's a cheerleader.

It's so awful.

Her poor family.

Okay, yes. Yes.

But what about my poor family?

My mom never got
this kind of attention.

She was a blip.

There was a press conference.

For West Palm Beach.

Megan and her pom-poms
are everywhere--

local, state, national.

My entire feed is
Megan, Megan, Megan.

Like, where's Joy, Joy, Joy?

No one's gonna find her

if they're not even
really looking.

[soft dramatic music]

Amy?

I'm gonna make them look.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phone ringing]

Logan? Oh, my God.

Hi.

I haven't heard
from you in months.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

I was just calling, uh...

The hurricane.
You had a hurricane.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I just, uh...

I-I-I just--I-I can't find

the insurance info, um,

for the boat.

Do you remember--

It's in your glove box.

And, uh,
I took a picture of it,

if you need it.

No, it's okay.
I got it.

Is that it?

Have you, um,

talked to my mom
at all recently?

No.

Why?

You know what, it's nothing.

Um, sorry I woke you.

Bye.

Bye.

[sighs]

Hey.

[chuckles] Hi.

How you feeling?

Mm, like the hurricane
passed over Florida

and is now right here.

Is there any news
about your mom?

No. No, nothing.

sh*t, I'm sorry, Troy.

No, that's fi--it's fine.
It's fine.

Um, I'm sorry,
do you mind opening that?

I don't want people
to get ideas.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, if I open it,

then, uh,
I can't give you this.

What did you do?

Go ahead.

Uh...

Okay.

Um...

Nice.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Uh, this is--
[laughing]

This is beautiful.

Yeah.

Uh, um, Troy--

Troy, how am I ever
supposed to wear this?

You could wear it
naked with me.

Or, uh--
[clears throat]

Or you could wear it out,

you know,
so everybody can see it.

You know what this is?
You know what this is?

This is you in crisis.

No. No, no--no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no.
No, th-this--

[chuckles] No.

No, this is, um--

this is--is me seeing clearly

for the first time, probably.

This is the one good thing
that's come

from my mom being missing,

is that I've finally seen
my life is f*cking empty

without someone--
the right someone by my side.

Troy, you can't ask--

I can.
I can, and I am.

I just want to be with you,

like, for real, you and me,

together in the open.

♪ ♪

Just think about it, okay?

Please.

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

[cell phone buzzes]

Monty, hold on,
I thought you wanted

to golf with them on Saturday.

[chuckling]
No, no, no.

I could be talked
into a doubles match, yeah.

[TV drones]

You trying to woo them or what?

[chuckles]
I knew it.

I knew you put money on that.

From the minute you called,
I knew.

No, no, no, no, yeah, dude,
I'll be your ringer.

Yeah.

Come on, I'm not gonna
say no to you.

"Conrad Williams" coming up.

All right.
No, yeah.

No, I'll see you at the office.
All right.

Replaying one
of our most popular episodes.

Derek started coming by
every night for a month.

Should've been
a tip-off, right?

Major stalker vibes.
[laughter]

And here I was thinking
I had met Prince Charming.

Wrong, Cecilia, so wrong.

"Escaping Abusers,"
today at 3:00.

[TV audio fades]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

It's kind of empty
in here today.

Is business okay?

Yeah, great.

I'm getting tons of
pickleball injuries actually.

[scoffs]
Jesus, pickleball.

[cell phone chimes]
- Okay, now the other side.

[chiming continues]

You know, those things have
a silent mode.

Yeah, I know.
I know.

Dad.

What is it?

It's a video from Troy.

His job at that dealership
disappeared,

and the restaurant
I was working at

furloughed everyone,
and so we thought,

why not start over?
[chuckles]

American dream, right?
[cheers and applause]

And then...
things got bad from there.

We started fighting.
I guess I pushed him--

Is this--

Play it again.

And then his job at
that dealership disappeared,

and the restaurant
I was working at

furloughed everyone,
and so we thought,

why not start over?
[chuckles]

American dream, right?
[cheers and applause]

And then...
things got bad from there.

We started fighting--

That is exactly
what Savannah told us

the night she arrived.

We have to tell Mom.

I mean, we don't even know
who this person really is.

No, Mom's not home.

She's out hiking...
[line trilling]

With Savannah.

[tense music]

[insects chirring]

How about culinary school?

Oh, I don't know.

Or you could open
a catering business.

With your talents,
that would be amazing, right?

♪ ♪

You okay?

Um,

I have something
I need to tell you.

While you were in the hospital,
I had an encounter with Stan.

Um...

Well, he saw me
just about naked.

Nothing came of it,

uh, obviously.
[laughs nervously]

It just sort of made me feel

uncomfortable and vulnerable.

Has Stan said anything to you?

We can't trust her.

Furloughed everyone,
and so we thought--

We've let this woman
into our home,

into our lives.

She knows everything about us,

and we know nothing about her.

It is time for her to go.

It doesn't make any sense.

Why would she do that?

Who cares why?

She's a con artist, Joy.

Oh, how exactly
has she conned us?

She made us meals.

She took care of me
after the hospital.

I mean, would you want someone
to throw Amy out

because she made up one lie?

How do we know
it's just one lie?

We don't.

Are you really that okay

with sharing your home
with someone that dishonest?

Why didn't you tell me
you saw Savannah half naked?

I ra--I ran into her
in the kitchen.

It was awkward.
That's it.

I wasn't gonna
make a thing of it.

Except here you are
suddenly wanting her out.

It was nothing, Joy.

I'm telling you,
it was nothing.

Yeah, maybe for you.

She's a young woman.

She said she felt vulnerable.

The old Stan Delaney
would have been happy

to help somebody who needed it.

This new Stan--
- Oh, give me a break.

Joy... I'm your husband.

This is my house too,

and I'm telling you,
I want her gone.

Fine.

I'll talk to her.

[dog barking distantly]

Ah, Savannah--

- Hey.
- Um--

I can't stop thinking
about today.

I was wondering, can I see
the photos that you took?

Uh...

uh, sure.

[chuckling]

Incredible.

I feel like there's been
so much, I don't know,

beauty in my life
since I've been here.

Does that make sense?

[gulls squawking]

I snatched it up when, uh,
Claire and I ended things.

[clears throat]
Was supposed to be temporary,

but...
[sucks teeth]

I don't know, I might keep it.

Oh, yeah.
[chuckles]

You should keep it.

So... is that why
you asked me here,

real estate advice?

No.

You have done so much
for my mom and dad,

and we're all very grateful.

And, um,
as a token of my thanks,

I just want
to do something for you

to help you get
back on your feet.

I'd like to give you $10,000.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

Should be enough to find
a nice apartment and settle in.

And, you know,
then you don't have

to wait on my parents anymore.

That's so generous, Troy.

- It's no problem.
- Thank you.

But, um,

I like living
with your parents.

Hm.

Uh, okay.
[laughs]


and I don't work too hard

to figure out why you stole
your "damsel in distress" bit

from a talk show, okay?

I'm not judging.

I get it.

Okay?

Look, I wasn't planning,
okay, on doing this...

Sure.

But aren't you sleeping
with your boss's wife?

[tense music]

Wh--um...
[chuckles]

[laughs]

[sighs]

Have you been following me?

Well, you mentioned
you were dating someone,

but you were being stingy
with the details.

I thought that was
kind of weird.

So I snooped a bit.

Didn't take long.

[chuckles]

You're not nearly as discreet
as you think you are.

♪ ♪

Uh, okay.

Um...

what do you want?

$40,000 in cash,

or I go right over
to Fortino Ventures

and talk to your boss, Monty.

No. No, d--uh, okay.

Um...

Okay.

It's 40,000, and, uh,

you get the f*ck out of town.

Bring the money to
your parents' house tomorrow.

You don't deserve her.

None of you do.

You know that, right?

♪ ♪

This is Joy Delaney,

my mom.

She's been missing
for nine days.

And people are acting
like she's old news.

And my mom is not old news.

She's--

We're all so worried about her.

And I won't let
people forget her.

She's too important to me.

So here's what I'm offering.

[crying softly]

Hey.

Lucia's not coming in
to work today.

What's going on?

It's over between us.

We got in
this horrible fight over--

over this.

Uh...

I found it--
found it hidden in her boots.

I'm gonna take it
to the jeweler's at lunch

and see if it's traceable.

You think it's traceable?

Uh, no, no. Traceable?

No. I can't imagine that--

[indistinct chatter]
Wh--um...

what--what are you--
what are you--

what are you doing
going in her boots, huh?

After hours of arguing,
she finally--

she finally admits that--
that she's having an affair

with some--some prick.

Okay. Hey, hey.

I can't believe this.

No, I know.
Come on, let's get you up.

Let's get you up.
- I can't believe this.

- Okay--oh, jeez.
- [blubbering]

I know. Okay.

Oh, let's--
let's get you in your office.

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

We won't do this out here.

If I find out
who this gold-plated turd is,

I'm gonna...
[sniffling]

D-d-destroy him.

Destroy him, yep.

Yep, you're gonna--
you're gonna get him.

You take a seat, huh?

Yeah, so I left him there
just crying in his office

and yelling that everybody
should take the day off.

Poor Monty.

You're worried about him?

You did cuckold him
and console him.

Good luck un-f*cking
that karma.

Do you think I can return
these socks without a receipt?

I don't know.

What would you do?

If you were me,
what would you do?

[scoffs]
Quit my job.

Give my money to the manatees.

Move to a beach in Bali.
- No, no.

I'm serious.
- So am I.

I definitely wouldn't have
a fling with my boss's spouse.

It's not a fling.
We are in love.

And she feels the same?
She wants to be with you?

Yes. Yes, I think so.

Yes.

Then you gotta come clean,

you know, own up to the affair,
accept the consequences--

because there will
be consequences.

You here about
that missing cheerleader?

Yeah, she's everywhere.

Exactly. Yes.

So I needed
to do something, right,

to keep Mom's story out there
so she wouldn't be forgotten?

Right?

What are you saying?

I made a video,
posted it on my socials.

She's too important to me.

So here's what I'm offering:

$50,000

to anyone
who gives us information

that helps us find my mom--

Okay.

Great.

Okay, but you don't have
$50,000,

so when you say
you're offering $50,000--

Remember when you let me
borrow your credit card

for emergencies?

What I remember is that
I let you borrow it one time,

and you memorized the number.

Think of it as penance
for the whole

f*cking-your-boss's-wife thing.

- What can I get you?
- Hi.

Could I do, um, a matcha latte?

- Yeah.
- And, what--coffee, black...

- Do you serve alcohol?
- Caffeine. Espresso.

- Whoa.
- Oh, man.

Oh, man.
[laughing]

Whoa, did you see that?

Jeez.

- Whoa!
- Oh, my God.

- Damn!
- I am not

trying to play with that.

Yo, what are you watching?

Oh, insane clips
from the storm.

Oh, oh, look at this, man.

Your boat almost flipped twice.
- Ugh.

Oh.
[laughter]

Where did you get
this footage from?

Oh, I got over 15
security cameras on my Fleming.

- 15?
- Yeah.

I'm preparing for
a deep state government as*ault

on all of our assets
in the near future.

Okay, and you--and you have
one aimed at my boat?

Yeah.

Do you have footage
from this angle

from nine, ten days ago?

Yeah, this puppy's on 24/7.

Any chance you could
send it to me?

[intriguing music]

All right.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

[gentle music playing]

Hey.

[music turns off]

[groans]

Um, hey.

It was me.
I bought the necklace.

[scoffs]
No, you didn't.

Yeah, I did.

And I love her.

And she, uh--it's mutual.

Okay?

[tense music]

It was y--it was you?

I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

So you two...

You two have been--

Yeah, sleeping together--

well, you know, uh,

making love,

for--for about a year now.

Well, a little--
little more than a year.

Ah, man.
- [sobbing]

Monty, I'm sorry.

This isn't--

God damn it.

What the f--

I--Monty, I just apologized.

Hey, calm down!

Calm down, Monty!

You work for me,
you piece of sh*t.

All right, Monty.

No, Monty--hey!

Put that thing down before
somebody gets hurt, Monty--

Yeah, that's
the f*cking point!

Monty--okay.

After all these years,

after everything
I've f*cking done for you,

this is how you repay me?
- All right--

[crowd gasping]

I was like a father to you.

Okay.

I loved you like
a f*cking son, Troy.

♪ ♪

[gulls squawking]

[cell phone chimes]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[sounds of something heavy
being dragged]

♪ ♪

No.

Maybe we should
try to talk to her

when Savannah's
not right there.

She's always there.
These days,

Mom barely leaves the house
without her.

What if it doesn't work,
all of us talking to her?

Dad already showed her

the talk show.
- Shh.

She'll listen to us.

As long as we do it
all together,

she'll listen.

Give me the Phillips-head.

Savannah might have
a reasonable explanation,

you know, for why she lied.

Well, great.
She can tell us what it is

as she walks out the door.

- Yeah.
- Holy sh*t.

I can't believe you're still
holding onto this fossil, Dad.

You know, the new ones you can
customize with preset drills

on your phone.
I mean, this is--

Why would I want
to buy something new

when I can fix
what I already have?

'Cause it's covered
in lead paint.

This thing's a fire hazard.
- [scoffs]

I mean, look--
[chuckles]

All right, let me know
when you're done

fiddling around
with screwdrivers, okay?

We're gonna talk
to Mom tonight,

present a united front.

- About what, Savannah?
- Yeah.

Oh, don't worry about it.
I got it covered.

What does that mean?

It means I talked to her,
and it's settled, okay?

So you don't have to do
an intervention

or whatever this was gonna be.

All right?
I got it.

She's leaving.

When?

Soon.

All right, everybody inside.

Your mom's waiting.

Troy, hang back a sec.

Just relax.

What's up?

[tense music]

You're not to give
that con artist one cent,

you understand me?

Dad, all I said was,
I talked to her.

No, no, no.
I-I know what those words mean

coming out of your mouth.

[TV drones]

She hasn't been this far
in tournaments very often.

So we'll see how she does.
- It's true.

Experience does pay off,
doesn't it?

- It sure does.
- Right.

I'm Harry Haddad.

[stirring music plays]

In the pursuit
of pure excellence,

few brands come to mind.

Success to me is authenticity.

What?
[overlapping greetings]

Why are you out there?
- We were helping Dad

with the Lob-ster.

Oh, okay. Great.

Well, come on in.
Grab a drink.

Grab a snack.
We're about to start.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey.

Excited for the big game?

- Yeah.
- It's called a match.

- Okay, guys.
- Yeah.

Asses in seats now.

I'm not missing
the first serve.

[brightly] Troy's here.

Hey.

More wine, Joy?

Uh, just a smidge.

It's starting, Troy.

Yeah.

Uh, just a sec.

[announcers chatter on TV]

[printer whirring]

[knock on door]

Yeah?

So that's where
my printer is.

You're running out of toner.

I have some good news.

They found that cheerleader.

Apparently, she just
ran off with some guy.

- I saw.
- So now maybe people will

start paying attention
to your mom again.

They'll see your video,
which is amazing by the way.

They did see my video.

That's a lot of emails.

That's great, Ame.

No. It's not.

About half of these are memes.

The other half are whack jobs
or supposed psychics

who think they heard my mom
on their AM radio

or that the government is--

is hiding her in the basement
of a pizza shop.

No one knows anything.

[intriguing music]

What if I never see her again?

♪ ♪

[sighs]
[door opens]

Hi.
Welcome to Brooke Delaney's.

I gotta show you this.

♪ ♪

[sounds of something heavy
being dragged]

What is this?

Look at the time stamp.

That's the night
that Mom went missing.

This can't be
what it looks like.

Brooke, yeah, tha--

no, that's exactly
what it looks like.

Why are you showing this
to me?

Why not Amy or Troy or--

Because I want you
to come with me

when I take this to the cops.

[ominous music]

No f*cking way.
You're on your own.

[scoffs]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Really?

Really, Troy?

[scoffs]

How is he?

Well, he'll live.

All right.

Look, I know this is hard
right now,

but I think it's good.

It's out there.
It's in the open.

Now we can be together.

Be together?
Troy, Troy, stop it.

[chuckles] What?

You just blew up my life.

I can't show my face at work.

I can't go back to my house.

Did you even think about me,

about what I wanted?

Yes. Of course I did.

- No, you didn't.
- I did this for us.

Yes, I did.
Come on.

- No, you didn't.
- I love you.

You love me too.
You just said it

two nights ago.
- Oh, my God, what,

are you in high school?
- No. Stop.

Stop. Don't--

You know what I loved?

The risk, the illicitness,

the secret weekend getaways,
the fun.

- Okay.
- This is not f*cking fun.

I-I know that.
I know.

That's not what this is.

That's not what we are.

Okay?

Hey.

[groans]
Maybe not for you.

Maybe you're just in it
for the f*cked-up Oedipal sh*t.

What the f*ck is that
supposed to mean?

You want me to tell you?

You're freewheeling
'cause of your mom.

And you destroyed
your surrogate father

'cause you don't have the balls
to confront your real one.

You punched the wrong dad.

Got it.
Thank you.

I'm sorry, Troy.

I am sorry about your mom.

I'm sorry about--

maybe I did love you,
I don't know.

Uh...
[clears throat]

But let me make this
perfectly clear.

Look at me.

This is over.

[soft dramatic music]

[door opens, closes]

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

[knocking on door]

Come on in.

You want to explain
why you paid Savannah Pagonis

a lot of money?

Um, no.

[tense music]

No, I want to tell you why
I think my dad k*lled my mom.

♪ ♪

If Jukich keeps hitting
inside out,

she's gonna get caught

on Leandro's
crosscourt backhand.

Uh-huh.

[TV drones]

[claps hands] Yes!

Ah, you gotta love
her scrappiness, huh?

Reminds me of you
back in the day, Brookie.

That final match
when you took state--

unbelievable.

Must have been
some match, hm?

Hey, why did you stop playing?

Oh, right, yeah, your ankle.

Yeah, I think you told me

something about that
the other night.

Mm.
[groans]

Anyone else need a refill?

Um, I could use some more
of those spicy nuts.

Thanks, hon.

[TV drones]

You want a beer?

Nah, I'm good.

- Oof.
- [sighs]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[flutters tongue]

[TV drones]

Hey.

I brought the money.

It's time to go.

Mm.
I'm having second thoughts.

You--[scoffs]

You're having second thoughts
about $40,000?

What is that,
a day's work for you?

That's not the point.
A deal--

a deal is a deal.

[chuckles]

Hey, have you tried these?
They're really good.

So you think Jukich can
climb out of this set?

Hope so.

Mom, you know we know
about Savannah.

Everybody knows.

No one thinks
she's a bad person.

We just think it's time.

A friend of Gina's owns
this little spot in Sarasota.

They're looking for waitstaff.

Okay,
you're all overreacting.

Joy, you need to listen
to your children

and realize
you're being irrational.

I'm Harry Haddad.

If I have to listen
to this f*cking commercial

one more time--
- Dad.

Why did he fire you, Stan?

You don't talk about it.

I mean, no one
in this family talks about.

It's like some big, dark secret
looming over everything.

Savannah,

I hate to be
the bearer of bad news,

but, uh, we have decided

that it is time that you--
- Stan, dr-drop it.

Is it?
Is it some big, dark secret

why Harry fired you?
- Savannah.

- Why do you care?
- Why are even here?

I don't know.
Simple curiosity maybe.

Every time his name comes up,
you all just freeze

like scared little cats
in the woods.

It's--it's funny.

Were you bad at your job, Stan?

Did he know you couldn't
take him all the way?

Did you do something?

No, I was not bad at my job.

I could have made him
the best player in the world.

Jesus Christ, here we go.
Strap in.

Then this kid got in the way,

and here we are.

Yeah, well, got in the way
of your backhand.

Guys, really?

You know what?
Honestly, I'm just tired

of cleaning up messes
for this family, truly.

So, um, good luck.
I'm out.

Oh, Troy, come on, come on.

- It's fine, it's fine.
- "Clean up our messes."

What mess
did you clean up exactly

that you didn't
start yourself, huh?

- Stan.
- Are you kidding me?

Do you want a list, Dad?

The second mortgage
on this house,

the maintenance bills
at the academy--

and this house...
- All right, all right.

We know you're rich, Troy.
- The last two years

of Brooke's school...
- Troy.

- Your retirement party...
- Troy, stop!

- The trip to Wimbledon...
- We know you're rich, Troy.

- Mom's car.
- We know you're rich.

- You want me to keep going?
- But it doesn't mean

what you think it means.
- No?

- Stan.
- It doesn't make you a man.

Okay, all right.
You know what?

Uh, if I hadn't gone to Garces
and suggested he buy you out,

you'd be swimming
in so much debt

that you'd have
lost the house by now, Dad.

[chuckling] Oh, so you told
Garces to buy us out?

Yes.
Yeah, 'cause that thing's

a f*cking money pit.

And then you go to poor Logan

and try to get him to buy it.

Don't bring me into this.

You're in it, man.

That thing was our legacy,

and you destroyed it.

And as everyone
in this family knows,

if you hadn't lost your sh*t
over the fact

that Harry was
a better player than you,

I would have been
in his coaching box

at every major championship,

and I would have never needed
a cent from you ever.

He was not better than me.
He was not better than me.

Those serves were in,
and I won that match.

He's a cheater, Dad.

He is a cheater.

Cheater?
That's good coming from you.

What about your marriage?
Does that count?

- Oh, hey.
- Troy!

- Stop, stop.
- Troy! Troy!

Troy! Troy! Troy!
[overlapping shouting]

Stan, I did it.
Stop! Stop! Stop!

Stan, stop it!
I did it, okay?

I did it!

I made Harry leave you!

Stan, look at me!

For f*ck's sake!

I did it!

It wasn't Troy!

Mom,
what are you talking about?

I called Harry's dad.

I told him Harry needed
a better coach

if he ever was gonna make it
to a Grand Slam.

You had me fired?

- Yes!
- You?

Yes, I did!

God, it was our dream, Joy.

It was our dream...

- No.
- To raise a champion.

No, it was you!

You were obsessed.

Harry mattered more to you
than anything.

No.

Stan, you hit my son!

Ah, Jesus.

I had to do something.

Why didn't any of you
tell us this before?

Uh, I don't know.
I don't know.

It was a while ago, and, um,

my mom was desperate
for us to forget it.

You know, protecting our dad is
in our f*cked-up DNA, you know?

Logan likes to call us
Team Delaney,

but, uh, I think
we're more of a cult.

So Stan, your father,

he never really forgave
your mom, did he?

Stan Delaney
does not forgive.

He files things away,
and he stews.

[ardent piano music]

- Thank you.
- Sure.

We'll, uh, be in touch.

Okay.

♪ ♪

Well, now we know
Stan Delaney's motive.

Yeah, but is it enough
for the DA, you think,

without a body?

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Hey, Troy.

What's up?

Those cops came
to my house today, and, uh--

and I told them everything.

I told them why you've been
angry with Mom for months.

And I told them why you've been
angry with me for years.

And I told them
what I think you're capable of.

[spluttering]
And I told them

that I wish I'd been able
to save her from you

like she saved, uh, me.

So I-I just thought
I should come here

and tell you in person.

I thought I should come here
and tell you in person

like a man.

Like a man.

[grunts]

[Phantogram's "Cruel World"]

[grunts]

♪ I'm putting you
out of your misery ♪

♪ ♪

♪ 'Cause, darling,
you're dragging me down ♪

Come back, Troy.

Troy!

[cell phone buzzes]

♪ But I'm over that now ♪

♪ I'm taking you out ♪

♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪

♪ ♪

Remy.

Remy!

I just got an email
from Logan Delaney.

♪ So I'm saying
my goodbyes ♪

You're not gonna
believe this.

We f*cking got him.

[groans] Come back.

[groaning]

♪ It only ever got me hurt ♪

♪ And I finally learned ♪

♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪

[gasping]

♪ ♪

♪ Erase you from my mind ♪

♪ I'm sorry, but I ♪

♪ I'm cuttin' all the ties ♪

♪ So I'm saying my goodbyes ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Goodbye to my good side ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It only ever got me hurt ♪

♪ And I finally learned ♪

♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Cruel, cruel world ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Every boy and girl
needs a love ♪