01x116 - Episode 116

[bunniefuu]

EVA: "Ms. Mitchell
never truly recovered

"from being ousted
from the Articulettes.

"This has led to rumors
in some circles

"that she died by suicide.

"As far as we can tell,

"with the recent death
of her sister,

Barbara has no survivors."

But that's not true,

because I'm one
of your survivors, Barbara.

I'm your granddaughter.

[knocking on door]

TOMAS:
Hey, sorry for not calling.

What's wrong? What's happened?

You remember that letter
I asked you about?

Of course.

It turns out it was legit.

And it led to some
really surprising results.

Oh, no. That money was set up
for Barbara's family.

-Her sister...
-Gone.

You are looking
at all the family

that Barbara's got left.

The trust...

...goes to you?

Why are you so bent
out of shape, Anita?

It ain't like it's coming
out your pockets.

Yes, it is.

Excuse you?

[scoffs]

But I suppose
I should not be surprised

at the ego of it all,

thinking that just because
you were the breakout star

for the Articulettes,
that you're entitled

to everything
that belongs to them.

Other people
do have rights, too, you know.

-That is not what I'm saying.
-[groans]

What is your problem, woman?

You have all those awards
and you have all that fame

and all this damn money,

and it's still
not enough for you.

That has nothing to do with it.

You know, there has got to be
a black hole in your soul

that makes you resent everybody

who has some type
of good fortune.

Or is it me? Is it just me?

You don't think
that I deserve the trust

that my biological mother
left me?

Would you just shut up
and listen?

I set up that trust.

And it's funded
with Dupree family money.

♪ ♪

Well, thanks for checking
on me, man, but...

you don't got to worry,
I'm fine.

JACOB [over phone]:
I'm glad to hear it.

You need anything?

No, I'm set.

Just sitting here
trying to remember

my Paramount+ password.

Figured while I'm off my feet,
I'll binge Survivor.

[laughs softly] I'm glad
to hear you sounding okay.

Why wouldn't I be?

You know me, I'm like a cork.
Nothing keeps me down.

Besides, Dr. Montgomery said
the surgery was a total success.

Yeah, I know, I know, but still.

[knocking on door]

Hey, bro, sorry,
I-I got to get off the phone.

-Shanice is here.
-All right, look,

just take care
of yourself, Derek.

But why don't you just
look up your password?

It'll come to me. Uh...

My brain still works,
even if my legs

are temporarily
out of commission.

Later.

Good afternoon.
Ready to start your PT?

What's the point? I'm never
gonna walk again anyway.

Derek's spinal cord
can still recover,

can't it, Dr. Montgomery?

I mean, it wasn't even severed.

Yes and no.

It was so severely
compressed, though,

that it may not be able
to recover completely.

But it's possible, isn't it?

It is,

but the best thing Derek can do
is focus on physical therapy.

Well, that's great.
[chuckles]

You know,
because he's such a beast

when it comes to working out.

PT is gonna be
right up his alley.

I'm glad to see you taking such
an interest in Derek's case.

A good support system

is gonna be vital to him
in his recovery.

-Yeah.
-And for you, too.

Me?

Situations like these
can be almost as tough

on the patient's family
and friends.

Just like Derek, you're gonna
need to surround yourself

with people who care about you.

-[elevator dings]
-Yeah.

Ashley.

Hey, I heard about
what happened to Derek.

Come here, come here.
Oh, I'm so sorry.

I can't talk to you
right now, Andre,

I'm in the middle
of a conversation

with Dr. Montgomery.

Um, actually, I was about
to run out and grab some lunch,

but Ashley, you have my number,
and I want you to know,

you can use it anytime,
day or night.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

It means so much.

Okay, now you can talk.

And you can catch me up to speed
on what's happening with Derek.

Uh, what's his prognosis?

How long is he gonna
be hospitalized?

I have a lot of patients
that I have to deal with.

I really don't have time
to talk to you right now.

Okay. I get that.

I know you're under
an incredible amount

-of pressure.
-Yes, I am.

But you'll have
to break eventually,

so I'll just, um,
hey, I'll just stick around

and we can find somewhere
that we can sit,

you can relax and we can talk.

You can tell me
how Derek's doing now

and how you're feeling.

Come on, I want you to know
that I'm here for you.

You're here for me?
[scoffs]

[sighs]
Give me a break.

Why should I believe
a single word you say?

Well, that came out of nowhere.

What's going on?

You already know.

I'm paralyzed.

And Dr. Montgomery said

I'm probably not
gonna get better.

Yeah, that's not what she said
and you know it.

Yeah, not in so many words,
but the message was very clear.

I'm leaving this hospital
in a wheelchair

and I might be in it
for the rest of my life.

Or are you gonna
tell me I'm wrong?

No, because we both know there
are no promises in this life.

Plenty of people are walking
one day and then can't the next.

But there are a good number
who, with work,

regain some level
of functionality in their legs.

-"Some level"?
-Which is better than none.

And unless none is what
you're sh**ting for,

I suggest you set your mind
to your physical therapy.

Yesterday, you were all rah-rah

about working hard
and doing whatever was necessary

to-to put yourself
in the best position to recover.

So what's changed?

I had a chance to sleep on it...

...and I just remembered
my password.

Hi, Jacob. You busy?

Yeah, I was.

But that's never
stopped you before.

What's up, Kat?

So much, actually.

Tomorrow night's the party

for the official launch
of the purse line,

which is back on
since Chelsea's dad

was able to finesse
the situation

and make that incredibly
sus lawsuit go away.

Which is awesome, obviously,

but Chelsea and I
are both stressy

because everybody who's anybody
is gonna be there,

and I'm hoping
that includes you and Naomi?

Well, Naomi's planning on going,
but I may have to work.

That's too bad. Well, maybe not.

I mean, not that
we didn't want you to come.

Of course we would love
for you to be there.

Uh, no, it's all good.

Naomi would be happy
to rep the Hawthorne family.

Now, is there anything else?

'Cause I kind of
got to get back to work.

That's great,

you needing to get back to work,
I mean,

because that's actually
why I'm here.

With all the craziness
preparing for the launch,

I let a few things
fall between the cracks.

-Kat, I really don't
have time for this.
-Such as...

sending that b*tch
Leslie Thomas to prison

for the rest
of her natural-born life?

You set up that trust?

Who do you think set it up?
Santa Claus?

I don't know,
the record company?

The record company didn't
even know Barbara existed.

Dante Green removed her
from the group

before we even
recorded an album.

I don't know the music business.

I don't know
how-how this stuff works, okay?

I thought they were just trying
to make things right.

I was trying
to make things right.

That's why I set up
that blind trust,

and I've been
funding it ever since...

Since my mother left this world.

Oh, this is rich.

I mean, I am coming
into a fortune and...

and it's all Dupree money.

[exclaims]

[softly]:
Thank you, Jesus.

Praise the Lord.

Jesus is so good.

Mm!

So, your mom's the daughter
of this fourth Articulette.

Her name was Barbara Mitchell.

She was my grandmother.

I can't believe
I'm even saying that.

I didn't even know
I had grandmothers.

So, the manager just
kicked her out of the group?

They probably
didn't have a contract

that would have barred that.

Sorry. Sorry, force of habit.

No, no, it's-it's
a good reflex to have.

But if she had somebody
like you around, then...

maybe she would have
still have been part

of the Articulettes
when they hit it big.

As it is, there's almost
no information about her.

Like, I had to dig
to find this one article

on an obscure fan site.

My grandmother's story
is so sad.

I get that, but still,

it must be exciting
to-to find out more

about your family history.

I guess it is, but my mother's
really the excited one.

She damn near jumped out
of her skin

when I saw her earlier.

She got all made and dressed up

just to rub it
in Anita Dupree's face.

Anita, thank you so much

for setting up
this trust for me.

For you? I didn't do it for you.

I didn't even know
you existed until today.

Well, not as
Barbara Mitchell's daughter.

Details, details.

I mean, the point is--
and it's a very good point--

is that now I am one
of those rich b*tches

that I used to envy.
[laughs]

And I mean, I can tell you--
between us rich girls--

oof, listen, it came
in the nick of time, okay?

I mean, that 50 grand
that your son-in-law gave me

so that I could leave town,
well, it didn't last

nearly as long
as I thought it would.

I mean, I was being hounded
by bill collectors, and then

I got this eviction notice
for my apartment.

But-but now?
[laughs]

You are just itching
to collect a trust I set up

in honor of a woman
that you are nothing like.

Yes, and I can spend that
trust money in honor of her.

And I can live
somewhere like this,

in a place just like this,

or maybe somewhere better,
of course.

[sighs]

You know, I've always
wondered what it was like.

What what was like?

To live beyond the gates.

I mean, you know,
I've had a peek once or twice,

mm, the hired help,
but sure, okay.

Mona and Jan, they gave me
some tidbits from time to time,

but I still felt
like an outsider.

Like those iron gates,
they seemed like prison

where I was always out
instead of in.

And now...

I am right where I belong.

[laughs]

I'm gonna take my rightful place

in the pantheon
of Black royalty,

and all thanks to you.

-[hands clap]
-This is just too good
to be believed.

You're telling me.

Clearly, the official
investigation against Leslie

has stalled,
despite all the evidence

implicating her
to Laura's potassium poisoning

and Leslie running her
off the road.

Because we can't
directly tie Leslie

to either one
of those incidents.

-I thought you understood that.
-I did. I do.

But can't you keep investigating
until you find more evidence?

[sighs]
It's been months.

And Laura deserves justice
for what Leslie did to her.

Doesn't it matter
that she was almost k*lled?

Yeah, well,
so was my best friend.

So you don't believe that I care
what happens to Derek?

Look, I understand that things
got a little messy

between the three of us,
but that doesn't mean

that I don't care
what happens to the guy.

This isn't about Derek.

Then what?

You know what? Forget it.

It doesn't matter.

Hey, it clearly matters
very much to you.

And if it matters to you,
then it matters to me, too.

Yeah, right.

Ashley, why are you questioning
everything that I'm saying?

Because you lied to me,

when you told me
that you broke up

with the woman you were seeing.

I didn't lie,
and I did break up with her.

Oh, that's not what it looked
like from where I was standing.

Ashley, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I saw you, Andre.

I saw you and Dani Dupree

all over each other.

Ugh.

Thanks again, Dad,
for making this lawsuit go away.

Best father ever?

Not quite.

Best lawyer?
You've got that nailed.

I got to go, Dad. Bye.

Hello to you, too.

Well, it sounds like you have
everything under control.

Well, I'm glad it sounds
that way,

because the truth is,
I'm a nervous wreck.

There's still
a million things to do,

and another million things
that can go wrong

and probably will.

Come here.

And if they do,
you will deal with it.

Because you are what? Amazing.

Thanks for reminding me
why I love you so much,

and for holding me down
to the ground

when I'm going
to vibrate off of it.

I mean, how do you stay
so calm, cool and collected?

Especially when your job
is a hell of a lot more

high-pressure than mine.

It's literally life and death.

[sighs]
Most of the time I love it,

so the stress manifests
as adrenaline.

Just like you and designing.
You love it.

So working until 2:00 a.m.,


doesn't matter because
you're enjoying yourself.

Am I keeping you up?

Oh, God no.

Trust me, I learned during
my internship and residency

to sleep whenever I could.

The job's only difficult

when there are tough things
you have to do,

like deliver bad news.

But I try to remind myself
that however hard it is for me,

it's a lot harder
for the patient.

Like, I'm dealing
with someone now

who just had his whole world
turned upside down.

-Hey.
-Hay is for horses,
not for people.

And your little TV show
can wait,

'cause you and I
have work to do.

You may have work to do.
I have a program to watch.

I don't want to hear it.

What happened to "the patient
is always right"?

Okay, first,
that's not a saying.

And second,
it is completely normal

for someone in your situation

to yo-yo from determined
to despair.

And that's where I come in,
to help you find the former

-and moderate the latter.
-Oh.

Good luck with that.

That's the problem
with luck, Derek.

We don't have control over it,

but we do have control
over our choices.

I don't have
many of those, either.

And that's where
you are incredibly wrong.

You have the choice
to be totally dependent

or be able to still
do things for yourself.

Yes, you may be in a wheelchair,

but you can still have
a good quality of life.

With good upper body strength,

you can still be able to get
yourself in and out of bed,

dress yourself.

Many of those things
you won't be able to do

if you don't buckle down
and do your physical therapy.

So what do you say?
We do some PT?

Those big muscles of yours
aren't gonna stretch themselves.

Fine, let's do it.

JACOB:
Here you go.

I'm so sorry about
what happened with Derek.

I know your best friend
being injured,

it is a serious strain on you.

-Thanks.
-And I'm sorry

for being all in your face
about Leslie,

especially when you're already
having a rough go at it.

I'm glad you understand.

It's just...

Just what?
You might as well spit it out.

It's just that I put
so much time and energy

trying to get evidence on Leslie

that it's really frustrating
to see her get away with it.

Believe me, I'd help if I could,

but I'm not even allowed
to investigate

the theft of a paper clip
at the moment.

My dad busted me down
to desk duty.

[can pops]

-What happened?
-A long story

that ends with me being stuck

devoting my time and energy
to paperwork.

How do you keep from wanting
to act out and break something?

Okay, wait,
so you went from being hyped

about the launch and
how all-consuming that is

to being frustrated
that Leslie isn't under arrest

and now you're thinking about
starting your own crime wave?

-I never said that.
-Well, it sounds like

what you're not saying
is the issue, so what's up?

Okay, so you're a guy...

Oh, so this is about sex?

-Why would you even think that?
-Well, you're not asking

-for my opinion on purses.
-Uh, no.

You and your lawyer boyfriend
having issues?

Kind of, but not really?

-Kat.
-It's embarrassing.

Well, you have to tell me now.

Okay, I could...
I could use some advice.

Yeah, for sure.
I'll help if I can.

Well, Tomas is hot,
but the sex is not.

I'm having a little trouble
in that department.

I can't understand
why my mother's first instinct

is to always go on the attack.

To figure out
how to use information

in the situation
to her advantage

instead of just absorbing it.

She sounds like
a lot of lawyers I know.

But she doesn't have
that excuse, though.

I mean, it must be a big deal
for her

to know about
her biological mother, right?

I mean, it was for me
when I found out about Ted.

And it still is.

Like, I-- even after
all this time,

I'm still trying to process
that relationship.

And now I'm learning about
new grandmothers?

Especially one like Barbara?

It's a lot.

I mean, she died
before I even got to know her.

Even meet her.

I mean, it probably doesn't
make sense to miss something--

someone--
that I never even knew.

Of course it does,

because you're grappling
with the loss of possibility,

of everything
that could have been.

That's the kind of thing
that can really hit you hard.

But why isn't it hitting
my mother hard, too?

Because it looks like
all she really cares about

is the money.

So, how much do you pay
for a chair like this?

I have no idea.

You should ask
an interior designer.

Ooh, that's right.
People like us

are able to pay somebody

to go buy
our own furniture, right?

Oh, you know, when I come
into my money,

I am gonna hire someone
to buy a chair for me

just like this.

It's just about the money
for you, isn't it, Leslie?

Hmm. Spoken from somebody
who is used to having it.

Besides,

it's all I have left
of the mother I never met.

The mother I never
had a chance to know.

What a shame.

I'm sorry, did-did I hear
you say that you're shamed?

You should be.

Because of you...

...I never met my mother.

Because of you,
she is not gonna have a chance

to enjoy this money.

You let my mother be kicked out
of the Articulettes

and you didn't do anything
to stop it.

You have no idea
what you're talking about.

And you have no idea
what I know.

Like how my mother died.

-You don't know how...
-You thought

that you could keep a secret
from Barbara's daughter?

Now that all
the dirty laundry is out,

please, the Duprees
can't wash it clean.

You stood at that reunion

and you sighed and you cried
for poor Barbara,

knowing all along
that you are the one who...

Stop!

I've had enough.

This conversation is over.

Oh, but I thought that all
the Articulettes were sisters.

So since my mother
was your sister,

does that mean I get
to call you Auntie Anita?

-Hell no.
-Oh, okay,

so all this love for Barbara

-was just a bunch of bull...
-You need to keep

Barbara's name
out of your disgusting mouth.

You don't know
a thing about my friend.

Because of you,
because of what you wanted,

because of who you were
willing to sacrifice.

-You need to get out of my face.
-Oh, and all that love

for your "good friend."

Oh, no matter how much

you intentionally hurt her...

I loved her.

No matter how many times
you failed her...

You need to get out of my house.

No matter how much
you betrayed her

for your own selfish reasons...

I have heard enough of this.

No, you haven't.

You destroyed her...

You better get out of my way.

...to satisfy your own
boundless blind ambition.

Y-You saw me and Dani?

[sighs]

The other night, when you said
that you were going home

to break up with the woman
that you were seeing--

which I now know
is Dani Dupree--

unless you were seeing
yet another woman.

I mean,
you are the player, right?

-No, it was, it was only Dani.
-I can't believe I was so blind.

I should have realized it
that night

that she crashed
our first date at Uptown.

I mean, she was so rude.

But I just assumed
that's her default.

It never even occurred to me

that you would be sleeping
with your aunt Nicole's sister.

I mean, oh, God,
I underestimated you.

Or actually,
I overestimated you.

God, I was so stupid.

Ugh, you seemed so sincere

when you said you were gonna be
breaking up with her.

-And I did.
-You didn't even hear me

when I came in the room.

You two were just too busy
going at it.

Unless, I'm sorry, is that
some new breakup technique

that I don't know about?

Anyway, I got out of there
before you two actually did it,

because... ew.

So that's why
you pushed me away.

You lied to me, Andre.

You said you were going home
to break up with her,

but you had sex
with her instead.

You're wrong, Ashley,
on both counts.

Anita, what's going on?

Your wife assaulted me, Vernon.

I can practically feel the scar.

Get that woman out of my house!

You know what? No.

It's just like when Nicole,
she attacked me a few weeks ago.

Brutality must run
in this family.

I mean, do you know
that your daughter,

she actually tried
to strangle me to death

at Orphey Gene's, and for
absolutely no reason at all?

Oh, I'm sure you gave her
plenty of reasons.

Violence is never the answer.

Isn't that right, Vernon?

You know what,
I should go to the police

and have you charged
with as*ault,

but I already tried that
with Nicole,

and-and your Dupree cop,

uh, your-your
granddaughter's husband?

Well, he refused to arrest her.

Yeah, I mean,
even though there were plenty

of witnesses there,
including your son-in-law.

Yeah, my baby daddy.

I mean, apparently,
Ted was-was afraid

to tell the cops
that his wife was crazy,

so he didn't do
a witness statement against her.

And I have a feeling that you'll
probably be the same way.

Right, Vernon?

So I might as well
let this one slide.

So I suppose we should say,
uh, "Thank you"?

You're welcome.

You are so welcome.

And thank you
for having some class.

I...

Besides, I-I wasn't doing
this for revenge.

I'm actually doing this
for acceptance.

Oh, please.

Just call it what it is.

It's money.

I think this meeting
is just about over.

LESLIE:
Oh, no. Well, I-I think we
need to chat just a little...

♪ ♪

I couldn't care less
about the money,

even though she was dangling it
under my nose earlier.

As if that's the only thing
that matters here.

Because
you're not like her, Eva.

You're a good person.

A caring, compassionate person.

Well, don't give me
too much credit.

I just think that there's more
to this news than money.

I'd think learning more about
where you come from for a start.

See? You get it.

I've spent most of my life
thinking I knew who I was,

where I came from.

And then my mother tells me
about Ted being my father,

and now this?

Like, I mean, who am I really?

It-it feels like I'm trying
on all these clothes,

and nothing seems to quite fit.

Like,
am I Barbara's granddaughter?

Am I Ted's daughter?

Kat's sister?

And the last one fits the worst,
okay,

because it feels like
it's a 4XL T-shirt,

and I wear a small.

So wear it as a minidress.

I bet you'd look great in it.

So, how are things
with you and Kat, anyway?

You said
you two were having issues?

Everything's...

fine.

So Tomas is bad in bed, huh?

Can you keep your voice down?

Relax.
These guys have heard it all.

Well, they don't need
to know all of this.

But I didn't say
he was bad in bed.

I just said
I wasn't that into it.

-It's the same thing.
-No, it's not.

Tomas could be great in bed
for all I know.

Uh, maybe it's not him.
Maybe it's me.

Hmm.

Yeah, maybe it is you.

-[laughs]
-So this is where

the "you're a guy" thing
comes into play.

-Okay.
-You're a married man,

so you must have some experience
getting it right.

How do I get it right?

Why are you asking me when
you already know the answer?

If one of your friends came
to you with this same mystery,

how would you advise them
to solve it?

I would tell her,

"If you're not sure if it's
you or the guy,

"then you should...

have sex with another guy"?

There you go.

I feel terrible
for your patient.

I can't even imagine
what it would be like

to suddenly wake up
and be paralyzed.

I mean,
that must be a nightmare.

Man, I've seen a lot worse,

but I agree--
it's a tough diagnosis.

But that's why I try
to take a moment every day

to be grateful
for every blessing in my life.

Like meeting you.

We're lucky, aren't we?

The luckiest.

I got to get back
to the hospital.

I should check in with Kat
about the launch party.

She's probably freaking out
that I'm out to lunch

while she's doing all the work.

I'll ask around, see if any
of the single guys

on the force are willing to
help you out with your problem.

Thanks, but I'll pass.

I'll figure things out
some other way.

Maybe you should talk
to your mother about it.

You think I should talk
to my mother about my sex life?

And what happened to keeping
your voice down, right?

In what world would I talk
to her about that?

Your mother's a shrink,
the best in the business.

So you're saying
I have a mental problem?

-Thank you.
-No.

Honestly, I think
you should talk to your guy.

Intimacy-- it changes.

Sometimes it's fire,
sometimes it's comfort,

sometimes you're chasing
a connection that won't connect.

But at all times, it's about how
you're feeling in the moment.

But what do I know?
I'm just a guy.

A smart guy.

Thanks, Jacob.

Of course.

You can always talk to me, coz.

Even about your sex life.

Yeah, but definitely next time,
in a place more private.

Yeah.

Now...

just find a way
to arrest Leslie Thomas

for attempted m*rder,
and I'll love you forever.

-I'll see what I can do.
-Mm.

Good luck tomorrow night.

Oh, I don't need luck.

I'm Kat Richardson.
I'm gonna k*ll it.

My money's on you, coz.

You did great.

Aren't you glad
you went through with it?

No.

Oh. There's that positive
attitude I know and love.

Sorry.

It's okay. I'm just glad
you're cooperating.

The enthusiasm will come later.

-You think so?
-Mm.

Just wait till you see the new
feline therapy program

I've been working on.

I've been thinking
about pairing you

with your old pal, Pooneil.

Seriously?

[laughing]:
No, I'm just joking.

Did you lose your sense of humor
along with your ability to walk?

[both laugh]

Now that's more like it.

I do feel better.

Thank you.

Will you be honest with me
about something?

Now, you know I'm always honest,
brutal even,

so proceed at your own risk.

If you and I...

If we decided to be more
than just flirty friends,

and this happened...

would you still want more?

If we decided to go there,

this wouldn't scare me off.

And before you ask,
it won't scare her off, either.

-No, I have to get back to work.
-[stammers]

-No, I don't want
to hear a single thing.
-Hey, hey.

-Don't touch me.
-Well, you're gonna
listen to me, okay?

I was planning on ending things

with Dani right after
I left your place that night.

I sent her two text messages
saying that I wanted to talk.

But when she came over to my
apartment, she was really upset.

She had just had an awful run-in
with Hayley Hamilton,

and it ended in a miscarriage.

-God.
-Right.

-That's awful.
-Yeah.

And I tried to convince Dani
that it wasn't her fault,

but she was a total wreck.

She needed comfort.

And yes, we did kiss.

And yes, our clothes started
to come off,

but we stopped. I stopped it.

Ashley, I told her
that we couldn't do that,

and she agreed.

Yes, she spent the night,
but nothing happened.

The next morning, I woke up,
and I ended things,

just like I told you I would.

Because I want to be with you.

I still do.

Ashley...

I believe you.

-Good. Well, can't we just--
-But it's too late.

So you've been
telling me the truth.

Well, that makes me feel better,
at least.

But when I thought
that you weren't...

Your feelings changed?

They became clearer.

-I love Derek.
-Right.

And if I hadn't caught you
with Dani, then...

it might have taken me longer
to realize that.

So the accident?

It sort of shocked me
into reality.

I know what it must look like.

I'm just gung h* to tend to him,
and calling it love.

But actually,
it made me realize that...

You know what? If...

If it were me
in that hospital bed,

worrying about my future...

...Derek would be there.

Yup.

And I'd want him to be
because...

he's my person, and I'm his.

So, thanks for explaining.

-Ashley, I just want to--
-No.

I need to...

Can...?

I want to get back to Derek.

I'm glad things are good
between you and Kat.

They are.

So why'd you come over?

To return this.

Ah.

So what'd you think?

-It was good.
-Mm-hmm.

But I'm withholding judgment
till I read the third book.

What was it called again?

Love Throughout Time.

Let me grab it for you.

Thanks.

I can't wait to see

if the star-crossed lovers
end up together.

-At last. Final guest list.
-Mm.

Okay, so on the fam side,

your brother is a "yes,"
and my sister is a "yes,"

but I'm not sure
about Smitty or Jacob.

Oh, Jacob's a "no."
He's working.

How do you know that?

I stopped by the PD to check in
with him on Laura's case.

I thought
that was dead in the water.

It is, but you can't
blame a girl for trying.

I just can't bear the thought

of Leslie Thomas
getting off scot-free

after everything she's done?

I assure you, coz,

karma will catch up
with that woman eventually.

I'd like to think you're right,

but it certainly
hasn't caught up with her yet.

I'm starting to think

Leslie Thomas
is the luckiest woman alive.

-She's still here?
-Vernon was making sure

that I didn't press charges,

and I never had any intention
of doing so.

And instead, you'll what?

Hmm. Live up to my legacy.

Hmm.

So the way I see it,

the Articulettes should have,
like, another reunion concert

as soon as possible.

And this time,

I can stand
in my mother's honor.

-Oh, get out.
-And I can be on stage
with the three of you.

Get out of my house
before I throw you out.

Oh, listen, I understand

that this is a very difficult
process for you, Anita,

especially at your age.

-That's it. That's enough.
-Oh, listen.

Thank you so much for making me
very, very rich.

-We're done here.
-I appreciate it.

LESLIE:
And I can't wait
for our friendship

to blossom. Mwah. Toodles.

♪ Big girls don't cry♪

♪ Big girls don't lie♪

-Get out.
-♪ We don't ask why♪

♪ We say bye, bye, bye.♪

Vernon.

I'm going to be sick.

♪ ♪