01x123 - Episode 123

[bunniefuu]

"I know Chelsea and I were meant
to be together for eternity,

and I'm gonna do whatever it
takes to make her mine forever."

According to this, Allison

has been obsessed
with Chelsea for years.

Yeah, but what's her endgame?

Assuming she actually
has Chelsea, and it

-looks like she does.
-What exactly

does Allison want from Chelsea?

Oh, I almost forgot.

Oh, our rings.

Now you may kiss the bride.

I don't think we need
to kiss, right?

We already said the vows,
so we're married.

We don't need
to do anything else.

Why wouldn't we kiss?
It's tradition.

Well, we've never really been
a traditional couple.

In fact,
we started as a throuple.

Craig was only a tool
that I used

to bring us closer together.

He doesn't matter. He never did.

You can't say that, Allison.

-Everybody matters.
-No, they don't.

Nobody or nothing
outside of these walls matter.

Haven't you realized that,
my sweet love?

Only our love matters.

It doesn't matter how we began

or who fell along the wayside.

It only matters
where we ended up.

Here, married, joined together

for all of eternity.

So it is only fitting

that we mark this
sacred event with a kiss.

I was saying...

Those lips
need to be put to better use.

So the only thing
that I have left to say is...

my sexy, sweet,
beautiful new wife...

...pucker up.

♪ ♪

Everything here is
under control, Bill.

Don't give the office
another thought.

Not until your daughter's
back safe and sound.

You got it.

[knocking]

Come in.

Eva.

Um, Caroline told me
you were in here.

I hope it's okay
that I stopped by.

Of course it is.

-You look beautiful.
-Thanks.

I'm not done with
Love Throughout Timeyet,

if you came to get it back.

Oh, I'm not here about my book.

It's about my mother.

[sighs]

[knocking]

Go away or
I'm calling the police.

Or maybe better yet, I will pull

a Bill "the Bully" Hamilton
on you

and file for a cease
and desist order against you.

Okay? In fact,
I will have them put your

tall-tree-looking a*s
up under the jail.

Do you hear me, Billy goat?

TED:
It's not Bill, Dana.

-It's me.
-Ted?

Can I come in?
I just want to talk.

Um, yeah, I-I'll be right there.

Ted, what a surprise.

What can I do for you?

Actually, Dana,
it's what I can do for you.

You want to do something for me?

Yes.

Well, if you're here to accept

that dinner invitation,
you're out of luck.

Although, you know,
I would have

taken care of dinner for you.

I mean, especially since I'm
loaded beyond my wildest dreams.

Thanks to the generosity
of Anita Dupree.

Oh, my God. God really has
a sense of humor, doesn't he?

-He's so funny.
-I didn't come about dinner.

[sighs] Yeah, well,
I didn't really think so.

Guess you are here to talk

-about the house, I assume.
-The house?

The house that I bought

from the storied gates
of Fairmont Crest.

The one I talked to
you and Bill about last night.

-Oh, Teddy, I know you remember.
-Oh, yes, I certainly do.

-I remember.
-Mm-hmm.

And your overpriced
and oversized

legal eagle ogre friend.

Yeah, well, he showed up
out of nowhere just now,

trying to scare me,
insisting that he does

everything in his power
to stop the sale

from going through.

Now, is that even legal? No.

No. So you know what?

How about maybe I...
I go to the bar

and report him
for threatening me?

-I did not--
-And here you come.

'Cause I've seen the two
of you with your big old heads

together lately.
I've seen you.

So I am just going
to conclude that maybe

you're here to bing-bat,
clean up.

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

Oh, Ted, please. You are here
as Bill's closer, yes?

You want to try to talk me
out of buying the Jarvis house.

Isn't that right?

-Yes.
-Yes.

Your mother bought a house

directly across
the street from the Duprees.

Wow.
Provocative much?

Very much. And I've already
asked my father to step in.

I hope he can talk my mom out
of this tree she's climbed

-her way up into.
-Probably to throw rocks

at the Dupree house.

You do know my mother,
don't you?

I guess I talk about her a lot.

That's all right.

I like listening to you.

So I went to Ted,
since he's practically

the only person
she'll listen to.

But nothing is certain
where my mother is concerned,

so I think I need to
bring in reinforcements,

which is why I came to see you.

Do you have
a minute to hear me out?

Believe me, I want to
help you in any way that I can,

but I doubt I'll have time
to do anything.

I'm up to my neck here trying

to cover for Bill
while Chelsea's missing,

and he's pretty much
camping out at the Duprees'

while the search is going on.

Right.

They've got to be worried out
of their minds about Chelsea.

And you're probably
worried, too.

About Kat.

I hate to think what
Allison has in mind for Chelsea.

Well, at least her fantasies
aren't violent ones.

Is that supposed to comfort me?

Look, what I'm trying to
say is there's no indication

that Allison actually
wants to hurt Chelsea.

You don't know that.
She's obsessed.

Allison hired a guy to
pretend to be married to her

just so she can
lure Chelsea into bed.

Who knows what she's capable of,
what she might do next.

Poor Chelsea.
She's probably so scared.

Come here.

MADISON:
Kat?

I'm on my way to
your grandparents' house.

I thought I'd stop by
to see if you had news.

Are you okay?
Did something else happen?

I was trying
to convince her that Allison

isn't going to hurt Chelsea.

I would like to believe that,
but I don't know.

After Allison already
hurt herself,

who's to say what
she would do to Chelsea?

Hurt herself? How?

-There.
-Mm.

A tease, but such a tasty one.

"Thy lips, those kissing
cherries tempting grow."

Don't you love Shakespeare?

That was from
A Midsummer Night's Dream.

An old pompous man once said

I didn't know the classics,
but he's dead now

and I'm alive, so...

Dead? What are you...?

I'm alive and married to
the woman that I love.

This, without a doubt, has been
the happiest day of my life.

I can only think of
one thing that could possibly

make it any better.

-What's that?
-Our wedding night. Duh.

-You expect a wedding night?
-Of course.

Tonight will be the most sacred

and the most sensual
night of our lives.

We will express
our love and our affection

for each other in
the most intimate ways.

Of course, we already
expressed ourselves in

a number of different ways
in different positions, but...

never before
as a married couple.

And I'm sure making love with
my wife will be even better.

You must be exhausted from

all the planning you did
for our beautiful ceremony.

We should, we should wait until
you've had a chance to rest.

I'll admit it, I am a bit tired.

I mean, look at this atmosphere
and-and my wedding ensemble.

-Don't you love it?
-Yeah.

Everything
was so well thought out.

And I don't
want you to push yourself.

I would hate to overtire you.

Especially at the beginning
of our lives together.

I am a bit tired.

But never, never too tired
to consummate our marriage.

Look, I'm gonna change
out of this wedding attire

into something a little bit
more fitting for the occasion.

My new wedding lingerie
is-is gonna knock your socks

and the rest
of your clothing off.

Because tonight...
tonight is a big night for us.

And I want it to be special.

No, no, scratch that.
I want tonight to be perfect.

The most perfect night
and the most perfect place

with the most beautiful wife.

No more distractions.

No more, no more Craig.
No more Madison. Just us.

Cementing our unbreakable bond
for all of eternity.

[door closes]

You knew that Chelsea brought
Allison into the hospital

-a while ago.
-When she hurt her forehead.

And created hospital records
that led nowhere.

-What about it?
-Well, there's more to it.

Allison first said
that she tripped on a sidewalk

outside of Orphey Gene's
and then later confessed

to Chelsea that her husband
was abusing her.

I didn't want to think the worst
of her, but I suspected right

from the beginning
that it might not be true.

And now I'm convinced
that Allison's story

was as fictional
as her so-called husband.

The woman actually
used something as terrible

as domestic violence as a tool
to hide her insane intentions.

Wait, so was
the head injury even real?

It was.
I examined her myself.

After everything
we've discovered since then?

Unless Allison paid Craig
or some stranger to beat her up,

I'm pretty sure that laceration
was self-inflicted.

And if Allison
would do that to herself...

We have to find them now.

We'll be one big happy family
together again, Mom.

Soon. We're gonna find Chelsea.

Jacob is on the job and you know

Kat is making sure he's
not falling down on the job.

Oh, I feel sorry for Jacob.

Kat isn't gonna rest
when it comes to her Chelsea.

"My Chelsea."

I haven't heard her
call Chelsea that

since they both were little.

Aw, and how they would demand
to have sleepovers together,

whether here or at Dani's.

One time I caught them
spying on me and my girlfriend.

What did they expect to see?

I don't think they even knew.

But they might have
been disappointed when

absolutely
nothing was going down.

I wasn't even out
to myself at that point.

How are things going
with you and Smitty?

We're having our own sleepovers
the last couple of nights.

Even though...

I'm on the couch,
it's nice to be in the house.

There is some hope there.

Smitty insists I'm just
around for the kids,

but I think it's the first step
of us finding

our way back to each other.

I'm sure you will get there.

Just remember,
give it some time.

What about you and Dad?
Will you get there?

Look, I know I was
royally pissed at Dad

for the way he treated you,
and I still am.

But with everything I've
been through lately with Smitty,

I guess I have a new perspective

on the importance of
forgiveness in a marriage.

Martin, I need to
tell you something.

What?

I didn't want to burden you with

everything that you were
already dealing with.

-Please tell me.
-I, uh, I filed for divorce.

I should have known,
you sicced Bill Hamilton on me

just like you did all those
years ago when you forced me

out of town when
I was pregnant with Eva.

Well, you are not
making me go anywhere anymore.

In fact,
it's my turn to kick you out.

And if I can't kick you
out of town, then, honey,

you better believe I can
kick you on up out my house.

I had nothing to do with Bill
showing up at your doorstep,

nor do I know anything
about any threats

he may have made against you.

Yeah, but you just
admitted that you're here

for the same reason as him.

To try to talk me out of buying
that house in Fairmont Crest.

-Right?
-That's true.

Only because I have a better
house for you to live in.

What better house?

Mine.

Your house?
What are you talking about?

I don't know if you
know this or not, but...

but Nicole is divorcing me.

Oh, is she now?

Yes, she asked for a divorce.

Yes! Whoo!
Thank you.

Whoo! Won't he do it?
Girl, yes, he will. Oh!

-How do you really feel, Dana?
-Okay, listen.

Okay, I am not one to
criticize a marriage, all right?

But little Nikki is,
you know, she's a spoiled

little brat
who was making you miserable,

and you could be so much
better off without her.

-Hmm?
-Yeah, well, maybe you're right.

Really?

I mean, up until now,
I've been fighting hard

to stop the divorce or
slow it down or whatever,

but Nicole insists
that her mind is made up.

Mm. Well, I mean,
she is a strong-willed woman,

I'll give her that.

I mean, but... I wouldn't
fight the divorce if I were you.

Well, she never stopped
being furious about

keeping our affair
from her for so long.

Plus, we're fighting
about some other things, too.

-What other things?
-That doesn't matter, Dana.

Nicole is angry
and she's determined,

and I'm afraid
she's gonna try to take me

for half,
if not everything I own.

My bank accounts,
my clinic and my house.

Wow. Well,
I am certainly surprised

that the Duprees would
need to go after your money.

I mean, what am I saying?
[scoffs]

Those are some
greedy folks and always

thinking they're
entitled to everything.

But isn't your house
half hers anyway?

No, it's my home alone.

Which is why I don't want
Nicole to get her hands on it.

And I'm offering it to you.

What do you say?

You're divorcing Dad?

When did this happen?

I served him with papers
about two weeks ago.

And I'm only finding out now?

I shouldn't be surprised that
your father didn't tell you.

He always left it up to me
to give you kids any bad news.

-Does Kat know?
-I told her a few days ago.

So I'm the only one
that didn't know?

I'm sorry. I know how much
it hurts when you find out

people you love are
keeping secrets from you.

Can't you and Dad
just work it out?

I mean, if Smitty and I
can get back together...

Uh, you aren't
exactly back together.

You are still
sleeping on the couch.

Yes, but it is progress.

Which means we're probably
not gonna get a divorce,

which I wish you and Dad
wouldn't.

Despite all of his mistakes,
I know he loves you.

And I know
you still love him, too.

Is this about
the affair with Leslie

or Dana or whatever the hell
she wants to be called?

It isn't just
because of Leslie and Eva.

Then what is it about?

Is it me?

Are you getting
a divorce because of me?

Of course I'm worried about Kat.

She's incredibly
close to her cousin.

No matter what issues
Kat and I may be going through,

I care about her very deeply.

If she's hurting, I'm hurting.

No, I get it. You are
truly one of the good guys.

And I'm worried about Kat, too.

As much as she hates me,
she loves Chelsea twice as much

as that, so I know how hard
she must be taking this.

-She doesn't hate you.
-Oh, come on.

You can't even say that
with a straight face.

Look, I thought about
going over to check on Kat

when I heard about Chelsea,
but I know Kat

wouldn't want
to see me right now.

But you, on the other hand,

instead of holding down
the fort for Bill, which is

totally admirable, by the way,
don't you belong at Kat's side?

I understand, Dad.
Just keep me in the loop.

-Well?
-Unfortunately,

he has no news on Chelsea,

but he did reassure me
that everybody's working hard

on the case, including the FBI.

I suppose we could
take comfort from that.

I don't.

I feel like time is running out.

What makes you say that?

Just a feeling,
but it's a really strong one.

-Like cousinly intuition?
-Something like that.

It happens to me sometimes.

I think I inherited it
from my grandmother,

my dad's side,
God rest her soul.

Did she consider herself
psychic or something?

No, not at all.
She just said she was intuitive.

She would have
a feeling about something,

and then nine times out of ten,
it would come true.

And right now,
I feel like the clock

is ticking on my Chelsea.

Our Chelsea.

Well, whatever
you call this feeling,

I don't want to take any chances
when it comes to Chelsea.

There must be something we
haven't thought through enough

or something we overlooked.

Maybe there is.

-KAT: What are you thinking?
-MADISON: Do you have some idea

-of where Chelsea could be?
-Well, I'm not sure

if it's anything.
It could be nothing.

But there's something you said,
Kat, that's got me thinking.

What? What did I say?

Well, you said
you think you inherited

your intuition
from your grandmother.

And I remember
Allison writing something

about her grandmother.

A bequest or something.
I don't know.

It was in one of
her journal entries.

Here it is here.

"Chelsea and I are destined
to be together someday.

"We'll have
our very own piece of heaven,

thanks to Nana's inheritance."

So she inherited money
from her grandmother?

Well, that's what
I thought at first,

but what if she's actually
being literal?

Meaning what?

There are other things you can
inherit other than money.

-Like real estate.
-Exactly.

When the addresses we had
for Allison didn't pan out,

we looked into her parents,
but they're in Hawaii,

and I'm pretty sure she didn't
drag Chelsea onto a plane.

But where we didn't look
were her grandparents.

Specifically her grandmother.

So maybe this grandmother
has property nearby.

That's what I'm gonna find out.

Well, no wedding
is complete without a cake,

so I made one myself.
Ta-da.

Um, did you know that these were

originally called
the bride's cake?

You know,
back in the Victorian era,

it was customary for the bride
to cut the pieces

and then hand them out
to the guests.

I'd like to do that since
I'm one of the brides.

Let me cut you a slice
and serve you.

It'll be a good piece,
I promise.

Well, I... I wouldn't want you

to accidentally cut yourself,

so I will cut the cake myself,

which works wonderfully
with their tradition

because I'm a bride, too.

Baby, I just thought of
a new tradition.

What now?

Feeding a bite of cake
to each other

as a gesture of love and unity.

You know,
as a commitment to share

our sweet, sweet life together.

-Yum.
-Okay, now me.

Mmm. Mmm, yum, indeed.

That's the best thing
I've ever tasted.

Almost.

Okay, so that's...
that's enough cake for now.

We need to save
some sugar for our sweet,

sweet lovemaking after.

Aren't you so excited?

I can't believe
this is happening.

My parents
are getting a divorce,

and it's all my fault.

This is exactly why
I didn't want to tell you.

I mean, I know
how upset you were

when you found out Dad
kept from you

what happened to me
and Granddad two years ago.

Martin, I need you
to listen to me.

None of this is your fault.

Yes, I was upset with
your father for keeping

yet another big secret
from me all of this time.

It k*lled me to know
that my son was in so much pain,

and I might have been able
to do something about it

if only I had known.

But none of this is on you.

Your father decided to keep me
in the dark about Leslie,

and your father decided to
keep me in the dark about you.

It was just one secret
and one bad decision

after another
on your father's part.

So you want
to sell me your house?

No, Dana, I want
to give you my house.

[scoffs] Okay, wait.

Y-You want to give it to me?
Like, you mean for free?

-Why?
-I just told you I don't want--

Okay, wait. No, no.
You told me

that you don't want Nicole
getting it in the divorce.

I heard all that.
Yeah, yeah, okay, right.

But what I don't understand

is why do you want
to give it to me?

Because, I mean, honestly...
[laughs]

you have not been
my biggest fan lately, Ted.

Although I would
like to believe otherwise.

Look, I know
I've been hard on you

because you've been hard on me.

You've taken a wrecking ball
to my life.

You've come between me
and my family.

But you've also
given me new family--

Eva, the daughter
I've come to cherish

in these past few months.

And I wouldn't even have her
at all if it wasn't for you.

It's your decision
to keep the baby

that I thank God for every day.

I knew you'd understand one day.

Eva is just as much my child
as Martin and Kat.

You damn skippy, she is.

Nicole and I raised
our children in that house.

And it pains me to think
that she would sell

their childhood home to
strangers out of pure spite.

But if I give it to you,
that can't happen.

I can transfer the deed
over to your name before Nicole

can do anything to stop it.

And Eva would
live in my family home,

which is where she belongs,
along with her mother.

You really mean that, Ted?

Do you really want us
to live in your house?

I really do.

And who knows?

Once the divorce
is finalized, maybe...

...I could move back in.

How does that sound, Dana?

Hey, Kat. Just checking in
to see how you're doing.

Give me a call back
when you can.

I'm sure she's just busy.

And I know you are, too,
so I'll let you get back to it.

Wait. How were you thinking
I might be able to help you out?

Oh, I don't want to bother you,
not when you're already

so worried about Kat.

But now, if you don't tell me,
I'll worry about you, too.

And you can eliminate
that worry with a simple answer.

Okay, just so you don't worry.

My mom was talking
about doing crazy things,

like painting her house magenta
just to mess with the Duprees.

Magenta? Is she serious?

Uh, dead serious. So, I was
wondering if there are any

legal limitations
to what she can actually do.

Like, could she fly an "I hate
Nicole" flag on her front lawn?

I think the
homeowners' association

might have something
to say about that,

but I can look into it for you.

Just so you can
truthfully tell her

you had a legal opinion
about it,

and that she might be violating
some regulation or another.

I really appreciate that,

but don't feel like you have to
go out of your way to do it.

Look, you focus on being there
for Bill and Kat,

and I'll handle my mom
the best way I can.

And hopefully, my dad
will get through to her somehow.

Are you really serious
about moving back into the house

with me and Eva?

Well, I can't make any promises.

And I'm not suggesting
anything romantic between us.

Oh.

But the truth is, I can't live
alone in that hotel forever.

I'm not Dylan from 90210.

[laughs] Oh, my God. You know,
I used to love that show.

Oh, you remember when Brenda
found out that Dylan,

uh, was cheating on her
behind her back with Kelly?

I will never forget
what she said.

She said, "I hate you both,

and I never
want to talk to you again."

It's like I understood
why she reacted like that.

It's like I could
identify with Brenda.

You know?

You were just
an all-American girl

thrown into the world of
pampered princesses like Kelly.

You laugh,

but I am Brenda.

I mean, the-the
good-hearted underdog

who was always abandoned.

And Nicole is Kelly,

the pampered little princess
who always got her way.

Who always got
what everyone else deserved.

But now, you know,
I can flip the script.

Now, it's my chance
to be on top,

and... Yeah.

Things are finally going my way.

I know.
And I'm glad for you, Dana.

But what if
you're just leading me on?

And you're going to reconcile
with Kelly? I mean, Nicole.

And you guys are gonna live
happily ever after

in that big, old, same house.

I think that ship has sailed.

Nicole has no rights here.

It's my house to do
what I want to do with it,

and I want to give it to you.

I can transfer the deed
in your name right now.

Okay, well, you know,
I'll make a call to Vanessa,

and I'll, um...
[clears throat]

...back out of the deal
with the Jarvises.

It's up to you.

Would you rather
live in their house?

Or mine?

[door opens]

I hope you and Dad
somehow work things out,

and he'll be able
to move back home.

But I'm grown enough
to know it might not happen.

Either way,
I'm here for you always.

Whatever you need. I love you.

Oh, I love you too, baby.

All right, I'm gonna head back
to the brownstone

and check on the kids
and I'll meet you at Gran's

as soon as I can.

If you need to stay home
with your family, you do that.

There will be plenty of Duprees
at your grandparents' house

for them to lean on.

And obviously, I will call you

if we get any news
about Chelsea.

Thanks, Mom. I know
we'll all breathe a lot easier

once Chelsea is okay.

She will be, right?

Your cousin is a Dupree woman.

That means that she can handle
any situation

that is thrown at her,
no matter what that might be.

So what do you think?

Nice.

On the bed. Go.

So that's it?
That's all you have to say?

You know, not too long ago,
you would've been all over me.

And that is all I get
after everything that I've done?

Oh, calm down, sweetie.

I'm just yanking your chain.

Get it? Yanking your chain?

Hilarious.

Relax, honey bunny,

I'm not offended
by your measured response

to my incredibly hot look.

I know that you're reluctant
to making love,

and I completely get it.

With everything that's gone on
with us eloping,

it's been such
a whirlwind, and...

But everything is different now
because we're married.

And marriage
is a holy institution,

not to be entered lightly
or unadvisedly.

That's why it is so important

that we consummate
this marriage.

Because we wouldn't want people
to be able to say that

we weren't truly and duly wed,
now would we?

So, making love will ensure
that we stay together forever.

Until death do us part.

[knocking]

Ted, I was just texting you.

So did you get a chance
to speak to my mother?

I just came from her place.

And?

Let's just say
she won't be buying

the Jarvises' home after all.

Dani, I am just
grabbing my purse,

and then I will be right over
to Mother and Daddy's.

Love you, too.

What a lovely housekeeper.
I just might keep her.

What the hell
are you doing here?

You know what?
Never mind. I don't care.

Just go right back out
the way you came.

Whatever fresh craziness this
is, I don't have time for it.

Oh, Nic-Nic,
I'm not going anywhere.

But what I need you to do
is go right on up those stairs,

honey, and just pack up
your little rusty, dusty things.

What are you babbling about?
Why would I pack my things?

Oh, because...

you're gonna be moving out,
and I'm moving in.

You have really gone
over the deep end, haven't you?

You heard me.
Your soon-to-be ex-husband,

well, he generously
gave me this house.

And while he's busy,
you know, transferring that deed

over into my name, well,
I have the distinct honor

and privilege to kick
your uppity a*s out to the curb.

Is that news about Chelsea?

No, just my boyfriend
checking in.

I must've missed his call.

We've all been focused
on finding Chelsea.

I deleted the last message
Chelsea left me.

Now, I wish I hadn't

'cause then I could at least
listen to her voice.

We hit the jackpot.

-What is it?
-Have you found Chelsea?

Allison's grandmother owned
a remote cabin in the woods

that she left to Allison
in her will.

-Where is it?
-It's in Virginia,
not far from here.

-I got the address.
-Well, what are we waiting for?

It's better to let
the local police handle it.

That would be
a jurisdictional nightmare.

Chelsea was taken from Maryland.
You're a D.C. police.

By the time we wait
for the Virginia police,

it'll be too late.
We need to do this ourselves.

How the hell do you know
about jurisdictional problems?

Lawyers in the family.
And I'm me. Duh.

Wherever you two go, I'm going.

All right, well, we're wasting
time standing here arguing.

Let's go.

I just know when
we make love this time,

it's gonna be the best yet.

Oh, I can feel
the electricity in my body.

That's right.
You do like it rough.

No.

I am not making love
with you, Allison.

Not tonight, not ever.

You'll come around with time

because I know every spot
of your body

and how to make it sing.

My song has changed,
and you don't know it anymore.

I am never going to come around.

I am never gonna
make love to you.

You can keep me here
from now to eternity,

and it is never going to happen.

I don't love you.

So why don't we just
put an end to this, huh?

Why don't you just
unchain me and let me go?

You deserve better than someone
who loves someone else.

Okay.

I get it.

You don't want me.

You don't love me.

What are you doing?

I said I get it.
You don't love me.

But you will never love
anyone else either.

Because if I can't have you...

...then no one can.

I have no problem lying to Doug

if it means bringing you
back to me, where you belong.

You need applause? Here you go.

I'm not some low-class joke.
I am somebody.

[crying]:
I'm somebody.

I'll text you the address.

-Please.
-Jacob, look out for that truck!

Crazy-a*s b*tch,
I've had it with you!

[screams]