All language subtitles for Girlfriends Guide to Divorce 4x03

Previously on "Girlfriends'
Guide to Divorce"...

I'm sorry to say you
live in a fantasy world

where you think you can
step into my gallery

and everyone will just
fall at your feet.

Well, this is real life.

I want you to go. Leave. Leave!

- Phoebe, what's happening?
- Phoebs, you okay?

It's over.

You surround yourself with bullshit

to make you feel loved.

I quit, Gemma.

When's Albert coming back?

He said it depended on
traffic on the 210.

A boxing retreat for
the class Tao of Rex.

You're Albert?

Let's just give it a shot.

I'm separated now, and you're divorced.

There'd be no cheating, no lying.

I am done with all that.

We are so excited to welcome you

to the launch of...

Lady Parts!

We don't have advertisers.

So let's get to the point where
we can afford to be picky.

I'm just trying to protect the brand.

So... Lady Parts.

Hot name. Rock on.

Well, thank you so
much for seeing us, Cameron.

We're really big fans of your products.

They're fantastic.

Your coconut water is
the only healthy liquid

I don't have to trick
my son into drinking.

That is so true.

Sweet!

You know, we're pretty psyched

about our new VinoLyte product.

Drink made by bros like
myself for people with...

Lady Parts.

Well, you know, it's a genius idea.

I mean, a wine infused
with electrolytes.

You know why we did it?

Because it's delicious and hydrating?

Yes, but no.

Because women are drinking
wine like hotcakes.

Yes, we are.

As a matter of fact, I am gonna enjoy

a glass of VinoLyte tonight.

Or three. Abby's a drinker.

Glug, glug, glug, glug.

I love you girls.

You're like my mom
except way more awesome.

Oh.

Well, thank you?

Um, our website's pretty awesome too.

And we have a lot of
interested advertisers,

but we feel like your
line is a great fit.

Oh, that's great.

Oh, and just know that I'm really into

helping women like you
reach your full potential.

Totally
a feminist like that.

Oh, big gun's on the phone.

BRB?

Yes?

I can't look at you.

If I look at you,
I'm gonna start laughing.

The man called us "girls," Abby.

And then compared us to his mom.

Yes, I know, and when he did that,

I kind of blacked out for a second.

I don't think I can do this.

Yes, you can.

You absolutely can.

All right, you're right.

All right!

Tell me about this great fit, girls.

I'm all ears.

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I feel so strong, you know?

I mean, have the last
few days been brutal?

Yes, coming to terms with JD's decision

has not been easy.

But it's what the universe
wants for me, so I accept...

You know, you seem remarkably healthy.

- Thank you.
- Impressive bounce-back.

I'd still be in the lying-in-a-cold-tub,

listening-to-Joni-Mitchell,
opening-up-my-wrists phase.

Yeah, well, it's my third divorce.

I'm a pro.

We are just so happy
to have our girl back.

I know. I miss you guys.

I hated sharing you with that Gemma.

Did she remind anyone else of Dracula?

- Yeah.
- Gemma was not healthy.

I'm just so excited to start fresh

and focus on spending
time with the kids,

get my life back on track.

By the way, thank you so much

for moving so fast on
the divorce paperwork.

Oh, that was my pleasure.
That was an easy one.

Say, we're still on for tomorrow?

I'm gonna come over.
We're gonna go over everything.

Definitely. Wrap it up.

Kill it.

greatest friend ever.

I know.

Who needs all that Legal Aid joint

when you have us for pro bono?

Mm-hmm.

So what's new with you, Jo?

Oh, me? No, nada, nothing.

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

- Just same old same old.
- Really?

There's got to be something. Please?

I feel so bad.
I've been out of the loop.

Did you tell her about Paul?

Did you tell her about the smoochies?

Oh. Wait, wait, Legal Aid Paul?

We are just working really hard

to get this class action off the ground.

We're just colleagues.

With benefits. I don't know.

- It's new. We'll see.
- How fun!

I was asking about you, though, Jo.

How was the retreat with Bald Eagle?

Oh, the hot boxer. What's the latest?

Yeah, what's the latest?

There's no latest. It's just...

- No?
- Yeah, honestly.

There's just meditation.
Blah, blah, blah. It's kind of boring.

But did you go all the way with him yet?

No, not yet, but more about you.

Two days in the woods, nothing happened?

- No.
- No?

- Too complicated.
- Complicated how?

I have to go.

Damien Fields Gallery.

Okay, great.

You got your job back.

Well, no, I just took a breather.

I mean, it's consulting.
It's super casual.

Bye.

Love you guys. Bye.

Bye!

Bald Eagle is Albert. It's Albert, yeah.

I slept with your Albert.
There. There it is.

Thank you for telling
me what I already knew.

I had a feeling you knew.

Jesus, it was like the
judgment of Nuremburg

at this table. How did you find out?

His assistant told me

he was going to the Tao of Rex retreat.

I put it together.

You held it in for four days?

You should talk.
How long have you known?

Only until the retreat.

Don't you remember?

We couldn't use our names.

All I saw was, with all the equipment,

this short dude

I just wanted to beat up all the time.

I had no idea. I'm so, so sorry. Beyond.

- God, this is so bizarre.
- It is so messed up.

Absurd. Bald Eagle?

You were right about
the sex, by the way.

- He's an animal.
- Yeah, I know.

- I'm sorry. Too soon.
- No, it's fine.

- Are you gonna keep seeing him?
- I don't know.

- But you like him.
- I'm not sure.

Well, uh...

Yeah, there's something there.

I mean, I'd be lying if
I said there wasn't.

But I don't know. I will walk away.

I never wanted any drama,

and there's a lot of it for
a million different reasons,

you at the top of the heap.

Oh, no. Me and Albert?

Oh, come on. That is beyond over.

That is the past.

No, that is not what I am worried about.

What are you worried about?

You.

I don't want to see you get hurt.

You're afraid he's gonna hurt me, right?

I mean, he's getting better.

He's trying.

But do people really change that much?

He put me through so much.

He tore up my life.

I don't want to see you get messed with.

I care about you.

But it's your decision.

Don't think about us.

Whatever you decide, I'll support you.

Thanks.

It's very, very big of you.

- Where's the waiter?
- Yeah.

Phoebe Conte.

Hello, Damien. How are you?

I'm fine, yeah.

It's been a while.

I know. We have a lot to catch up on.

But first your collection
is breathtaking.

I have some big fish I
need to get in here stat.

Mmm, like Gemma Sacco.

No, actually, we parted ways.

I see.

Anyways, this piece is stunning.

Whose is it?

Phoebe, honey, cut the shit.

You disappeared for months

without so much as a phone call.

I know. I just thought our
consultant arrangement

was a bit more informal, but I'm sorry.

I should have called.

Gemma's consuming, and JD and I split,

so I really haven't been myself lately.

I'm sorry to hear that, Phoebe.

Thank you.

Anyways, I'm here,
and I'm ready to work.

Yeah, that won't be necessary.

I... I hired another consultant, Coco.

Terrific.

He actually moved a
Kusama on his first day.

Half a million.

Whew.

Wow.

Why don't you just give me a chance?

I'm not in the business
of giving chances.

I'm in business.

Sorry.

I loved their presentation.

I'm just not sure if they have the heft.

I hear that, but their
company's blowing up,

and they're a great fit.

And their social media

is all about that mother-daughter angle.

I come bearing decaf lattes.

God bless you, child.

You are a lifesaver. Give it to me.

Any progress? Who are we going with?

Well, Barbara is really
pushing for Snack Chix,

that... you know,
the mother-daughter-run thing.

Okay, again with the face.

What? No, what face?

I'm not making a face.

A little bit of a face.

I just... you know,
I think they're very smart,

and they make these delicious

gluten-free little
bites of heaven, but...

Abby's concerned about their financials,

which is legit.

So maybe we bring on Snack Chix

and other advertisers,
help fill in the bottom line.

Or we just commit to one big advertiser

with deep pockets who is established,

who is a sure thing, like...

- Don"t say Cameron.
- ...Cameron.

He's the douchey one, right?

Uber douchey,

like Jeremy Piven and
Justin Bieber had a baby

and it ate Charlie Sheen.

Plus, he requested a non-compete.

Oh, and I assume that means...

That means that we can only advertise

his products on our site
and no other advertisers.

But, you know, he's a big company,

and his annual revenue is just going up.

They're marketing to female alcoholics.

That's practically what he said.

But all the, you know, Snack Chix

and all the other advertisers
that we met today added up

still do not equal one Cameron.

Ugh! Fine.

But you have to be his point day-to-day.

- Deal?
- Deal. Yay!

Oh, my God,

I love when we are on the same page.

Makes me so happy.

Let's see how happy she is

when he's bro'ing all over her.

Why does my mom keep texting me?

"Call me back. Your dad had a steak."

What?

"Stroke, not steak."

My dad had a stroke.

Oh.

Hey, Daddy.

Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry I couldn't
get here last night.

Jake took the kids.
I had to get them to Vancouver.

And how are you?

Oh.

Ooh, Abby, dear, you're a little stinky.

Oh, well, I was rushing.

- Oh.
- You look very pale.

When was the last time you ate?

Oh, don't worry about me. I'm... I'm fine.

Wow.

You've been very busy.

Lots of photographs.

Well...

I wanted to make it nice for him.

How long is he gonna be like this?

What did the doctor say?

She wasn't, uh... she
wasn't very specific.

I don't know, something about,

I don't know, brain swelling.

Abby, please. Please, honey.

Would you get me some tea?

The air is so dry here.

I feel like I'm getting a sore throat.

Sure. Now, can you please
finish your thought

about the brain swelling?

Don't snap at me!

I'm not snapping at you.

My husband's just had a stroke.

I know, and I'm just
trying to understand

what's happening here.

She seemed... she seemed very positive.

- Dr. Boyd.
- Okay.

Yes, you'll love her.

She went to some Ivy League school.

I can't remember which one.

Uh, Yale. Maybe Brown.

Okay, it doesn't matter.

I'm sure it was great.

I left a message for my GP at Cedar's.

We need to get a referral
for a second opinion.

Is that really necessary?

Dr. Boyd is more than capable.

I'm sure Dr. Boyd is great,

and I'm also sure that
she would understand.

I don't see why you feel the
need to bother your doctor.

I'm not bothering my doctor.

I have everything under control here.

I know you do.

It's just, getting a second
opinion is standard.

Were you able to reach Max?
It's a shitty time to be in Europe.

Yes, yes, of course I did.

I called him this morning.

Okay, well, good.

Well, I'm glad he's on his way.

Daddy, I love you so much.

I love you, sweetheart.

You're gonna be okay.

You okay?

Oh, I'm texting Abby.

Poor thing, her dad's in the hospital.

Yeah, I heard.

Lilly had to take her
brother up to Vancouver.

I feel so bad for them.

It's a good thing we work at a bakery.

We can eat our worries.

Can I ask you a hypothetical?

Yeah.

Let's say you took a
bite of this apple tart

and you got sick.

Would that mean if I took
a bite of the same tart,

I would yak too?

Well, I wouldn't risk it.

You could just go get yourself
a fresh, uneaten tart.

Ah, too exhausting.

A lot of rotten tarts out there.

I got sick a couple of times,
and I don't want that anymore.

But this particular tart, mm?

I've taken a few nibbles,

and it tasted pretty good.

And I just got a feeling that if I...

I kept eating this stupid thing,

that just maybe, finally...

You might get full.

Yeah, I guess.

I just wish to hell that my friend

hadn't taken a bite of
the damn thing first.

Well...

Enough.

Enough with these tortuous metaphors.

Back to work, E.

So have you spoken to Abby?

Yeah, I just got off the phone with her.

She seems...

pretty stressed.

Yeah, I bet.

- Yeah.
- Hospitals gives me hives.

- Oh, heebie-jeebies.
- I know.

So do divorce settlements.

Well, the agreement looks
pretty straightforward.

Well, that's music to my ears.

You and JD both get to keep

everything you entered
the marriage with.

The house, being your largest
asset, remains yours.

- That's great.
- But you do know

that as long as most of your money

is tied up in this place,
you are not liquid.

Totally fine.

R�sum�s are out. Gallery's gonna bite.

It's all good.

- Okay.
- Great.

All right.

So something did come
up just this morning.

Ex hubby number two's lawyer called.

What does Ralf want?

He wants to renegotiate custody.

I don't understand.

He wants primary custody.

Phoebe, he thinks that
the home environment

is unstable.

Unstable?

Yeah.

Based on what?

According to his lawyer,

your impulsive marriage
to JD and divorce

and all the travel with Gemma,

he thinks it's taking
a toll on the kids.

That's ridiculous. He can't do this.

Calm down.

He can't change anything
unless you agree.

- I don't agree.
- Okay.

I don't agree, and you can
tell that shithead I said so.

Look, I'm your friend, and I love you.

But as your lawyer, I really think

that you could at least
consider Ralf's proposal.

It's only temporary.

I don't care how temporary it is.

It'll give you a chance
to sort things out.

We can renegotiate alimony.

Delia, I appreciate your legal advice.

I really do.

But I am not giving up my kids.

Okay.

Okay, I'll handle it.

Thank you.

Hang in there, Abbs.

And get some sleep; you sound exhausted.

Oh, you should see my mom.

She is running herself ragged.

She's obsessed with
these scented candles.

My father's hospital room

smells like Pier One on steroids.

Abby?

Come taste this.

Coming!

And she has been cooking nonstop

since I got here, Lord help me.

She wants to fatten you up,

so put on some stretch pants
and do it for Mama McCarthy.

Okay. I love you.

- I love you more.
- Bye.

Mom, let me do that. You cooked.

Oh, honey, no. I've got it.

I want you to taste this lasagna.

I'm not hungry.

Oh, come on.

Come on, skinny Minnie. Open up.

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

Delicious.

Yes.

The last time I made this for your dad,

he got so excited.

He just took me in his arms,
and he just...

Oy, Ma.

Stop. I get it.
You and Dad like the sex.

Thank you for that image.

Oh, I talked to the neurologist

that my doctor recommended.

He looked at Daddy's charts.

And?

Did she tell you I was right,

that your father's doctor
is more than capable?

Yes, he told me that he agreed

with her course of treatment.

Exactly.

Next time, you should
trust your smart mama.

What else could you possibly be making?

Those nurses will be much
better to your father

if I butter them up a little,

so I'm making my cream cheese cupcakes.

But how many of them do you need?

Well, I want everyone to have one

and maybe more.

Come on. Come on. Give me a hand.

By the way, do you know what time

Max's flight is coming in?

Flight? What flight?

You said he was on his way.

No, I told him not to come.

He's halfway around the world.

He's working.

He's at a conference,

and Berlin is hardly...

There's no reason for him to come

until we know how serious
the situation is.

Mom, I really think Max should be here.

You know how fragile Max is
when it comes to your father.

Yes, but...

Abby, please!

I don't want to argue!

I just need your support.

Of course. You have my support.

Good,

because I need you.

I mean, after all,

who is gonna do the taste-testing here?

I'm watching my waistline,
and you are much too skinny

if you ask me.

Come on.

So the areas outlined in red show where

the first stroke took place.

As you can see, it's rather large,

but it's contained;
the bleeding's stopped.

Now, the second stroke,
outlined in blue,

is smaller...

- May I see?
- That's a good thing, right?

- That it's smaller?
- Yes, yes.

But his condition is serious.

Oh. Oh, sorry.

The swelling hasn't gone
down as much as I'd like.

Mom. Ma, stop playing with that thing.

It's just, until the swelling goes down,

it's hard to know exactly
what the damage is.

But there's going to be damage for sure?

A stroke like this? Almost certainly.

Is he gonna wake up?

We hope so.

But if I were you,

I'd be prepared for anything.

Ma.

Mom.

Wh... what?

Do you have any questions?

No, no, no, no.

That was... thank you.

That was very informative, Dr. Boyd.

Oh, thank you for looking it over, Guy,

and considering me.

Understood, understood.
Totally understand.

Well, thank you so much
for taking the time.

Bye.

I hate you.

Why are you still here?

Nouky Pooky, I am so focused.

I am so focused.

No internet, nothing,

not until I am done cold-calling
every gallery in Los Angeles.

No, I mean why are you still here?

You're supposed to pick
Luco up from soccer.

No, not until 4:00.

It's a half day, Mom.

Check your texts.

What?

Oh, shit.

Oh, God. Oh, shit.

Shit.

So you can see the key
ad is front and center.

And while the ad area isn't huge,

we're aiming for seamless integration,

intentional positioning
for maximum impact.

So thoughts, Cameron? Questions?

All good stuff.

I did have some thoughts on content.

But I've been working in digital content

for over a decade, so...

Okay, love all the girl
power stuff, for example.

It's fierce.

The Alicia Keys profile? Excelente.

But some of the anti-status quo rhetoric

in the articles, it gets old.

Feels a little preachy, you know?

We...

You need to remember
we're in the business

of getting women to spend money.

Cameron.

You need to remember that
the content, the purview,

the philosophy of Lady Parts

is not up for discussion here.

Yeah, yeah, I respect that.

I respect that, and I see ya.

That's your site, a hun percent.

It's just...

We need to make sure
we're on the same page

before we move forward.

Actually, we don't.

Excuse me?

You're moving... out the door,

because the deal's off.

Come on.

This is the best deal
you girls are gonna get.

Right.

You can leave now.

Buh-bye.

Hey, Luco, Mama's really sorry.

It's okay, Mom. I'll be in my room.

Okay.

I got your favorite cruffin,
salted caramel.

No, thanks.

What?

Nothing.

Anouk, look.

Hey.

I made a mistake, okay?

I didn't know. I didn't
know it was a half day.

Nobody told me.

We shouldn't have to.

What?

Tell you. You should just know.

Buy a calendar.

I'm sure Dad can send you one.

What does that mean?

Nothing.

Things are just more normal
when we're with Dad.

Yeah, well, Dad has a staff of people

to drive you around.

I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

- Anouk...
- It's fine.

- Can we drop it?
- No.

Do you talk to your dad

about how you're feeling here?

I don't know. Does it matter?

Yes, it does. It does matter.

Anouk, I am trying, okay?

But if you are feeling this way,

if you are unhappy here,
I need you to talk to me.

Don't complain to your dad. Talk to me.

I am right here.

No, you're not. You're never around.

And JD's here, and then he's not.

Anouk, wait.

- I'm going to my room.
- Anouk.

Here, Mom.

Ah, thank you.

You should eat something, bun-bun.

Not hungry.

I just... I'm still processing

everything the doctor said, you know?

Oh.

Don't worry about all that.

Doctors,

they say things, you know. Just...

It must be really hard for
you to hear that, huh?

Which is why I called
Max and caught him up.

What?

He had no idea how serious this was,

and he wants to be here.

He is presenting in the morning,

and then he's getting
on the next flight out.

Oh, I can't believe you did that.

He deserves to know, Mom.

Worrying Max when he is so far away?

He didn't need to know this.

Your father is g... he could
wake up in the morning.

Oh, my God, were you just
in the same meeting?

Your father is going to be fine.

We don't know that!

You are being overly dramatic.

Oh, my God, he had two strokes, Mom.

He has swelling in his brain.

It is very, very serious!

We need to be prepared for the worst.

He might never wake up!

He might die!

Are you hearing me?

Are you understanding what I'm saying?

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

But everyone at this
table has a black belt

in PITA management.

Or you should from
working with me, so...

Okay, that's it. Thanks, everyone.

Delia, hey.

Can I have a word?

Uh-huh, sure.

Of course.

What's up, Albert?

Yeah, I was just, you know, checking in

on your caseload,

wondering how you're
balancing all of your...

Okay, look, you've been
avoiding me lately.

I've been busy.

Ever since I got back from my trip.

Mm-hmm, right, surf camp. How was that?

Delia, this is ridiculous.
You obviously know.

Can we just talk about this, please?

What's there to talk about?

You had sex with my friend.

You're both consenting adults.

You can have sex with
whomever you please.

I had no idea Jo was your friend

when she and I first...

I had no intention of hurting anybody.

- Believe me.
- I'm fine.

I don't care. I'm fine. It's fine.

You, you're divorced,

and I know how divorced men act,

screwing every woman that they can.

I don't want to screw every woman I can.

I only want to screw her.

Okay, that didn't come out right.

Look, I really like Jo.

Right. Okay, Albert.

No, I do. I do.

Can I can feel her
starting to pull away,

and you being okay with this, with us,

it would really...

So what, you want my blessing?

- It would help, yes.
- Oh, wow, okay.

What?

You are so full of shit, Albert.

You don't like Jo.

You're just screwing her
to get under my skin.

That is not true.

This has nothing to do with you and me!

Please, it's just another one
of your twisted power plays.

- Why would I do that?
- Good question!

You and I are in a good place.

Were, and now my friend is at risk.

And you don't want to see how I act

when you hurt one of my friends.

You're threatening me now.

Yeah, I am.

Respectfully,
stay the hell away from her.

Are you sure you're okay to do this?

Yes.

I just... I just don't want
to leave anything unsaid.

Well, you look beautiful.

I know Dad would tell
you that if he could.

It's just really hard.

Yeah.

Well, the two of you

are in each other's bones, you know?

All you really need to
do is just go in there

and say how you feel,

and he'll hear you.

Oh, you say that,

but we don't really know what he hears.

You know, I'm so afraid

I'm not gonna say the right thing.

Well, it's worth a try.

Would you help me practice?

What?

You be me, and I'll be Dad.

Oh, Abby, go on. Go on.

Go on as you saying
good-bye to your husband?

Yes.

I just... I just need some... some ideas.

Um...

I know you can't see me
right now, but I'm here.

And whatever happens after this...

Oh, please.

No. Try again.

The last 48 years have been
the happiest years of my life.

I would never speak to him that way.

Once more.

- George...
- No.

Mom, do you want to do this or not?

Yes, I do.

I just...

I just need some more time.

Would you please go in before me?

Please.

Okay.

Thank you.

You're my frickin' hero.

You are an inspiration to
young girls everywhere.

You're like Beyonc�.

Okay, settle down.

I just turned down a lot of money,

money that Lady Parts really needed.

Yes, and you will come up with a Plan B.

We had a Plan B, Snack Chix,

and they just got snatched
up by another site.

Those bitches.

We're so screwed.

Maybe I can call Cameron and apologize?

No, screw that D-bag.

You decide who you want
to work with right now.

- You're your own boss.
- Yeah.

With Abby, who I really wish

I could talk to right now,
but she's dealing with so much.

It's time for you to
figure it out on your own.

Yeah, and you will.

Oh, God, this is Parker.

I got to take this.

Hey.

Talk to him yet?

Talk to who?

Kidding.

He's texted me. I haven't responded.

I decided to skip boxing,

because I'm not in a very Zen mood.

Mm-hmm.

That is a very good decision.

Well, I haven't made a decision yet.

I know, but it's clear to me
which way you're leaning.

You should go with your gut, Jo.

Yeah. Hey.

Hey.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah. Sorry.

I just had a shitty day.

What happened?

I was late picking up Luco from soccer.

- Ooh.
- How late were you?

Hour?

- Oh, poor thing.
- Yeah, I know.

And now he's barely speaking to me,

and Anouk is not talking to me,

so I'm just the parent
of the year over here.

Hey, Phoebs, it happens to everyone.

Thank you, Babs.

Did I miss something? Are you mad at us?

No, I just thought you'd
be more supportive.

I mean, everything you've
been through with Zooey.

I mean, I knew what
Delia's attitude would be.

That's not fair. What, did you

come here to pick a fight with me?

No, I'm just waiting for you to tell me

that I should take Ralf up on his offer.

What offer?

He wants me to renegotiate custody.

- Oh.
- Tell him no.

Exactly. She can. She can say no.

Or she can consider a temporary solution

where the kids find some stability

and she has time,
you know, to discover...

Delia? Hey, talk to me.

I'm right here.

And all due respect,
you don't have children,

so you really have no position
to give me advice on this.

Parenting is hard.

Phoebe, we all know that.

It's a shitshow.

We all screw up royally sometimes.

Yeah, I've just been spinning
since this whole divorce,

and I really need my kids right now.

Right.

But what do they need?

I mean, that's what's
most important, right?

I really wasn't expecting
to be doing this,

but Mom kind of threw
me under the bus, so...

Well, your skin looks
so amazing right now.

I mean, I don't even know
how that's possible, but...

Sorry the kids aren't here.

They, uh... they miss you.

Oh!

Screw it.

Daddy, this last year has been so dumb.

I... did I tell you that I walked in

on Lilly in bed with a boy?

In flagrante discreto?

Is that the Latin? I don't know.

I'm so bad at Latin.

Our little Lil.

Things are going so fast with her.

Jake says,

"Time is happening.
It's happening to us."

I prefer the saying,
"Middle age isn't for pussies."

Barbara and I... oh,
you don't know Barbara,

but we started a business.

You'd like that.

I met someone.

It's complicated.
I already broke up with him.

But, um, I still feel him, you know,

if that makes any sense.

It just wasn't the right moment.

So here I am alone,

and maybe that's a good thing.

I know we haven't really
talked much lately, but...

you'll always be my daddy.

And I love you.

Mom.

Ma, you ready to go in?

Mom.

M-Mom.

Seriously, people?

She made you cupcakes!

Abby?

Abby.

Are you hearing me?

She was overextended.

Yes.

She was being treated
for high blood pressure.

Did you know that?

She didn't like to bother
us with that stuff.

Well, the cardiac arrest

was likely exacerbated by that...

That and the emotional distress.

Her body just couldn't take it.

Unfortunately, it's not
uncommon in women her age.

I am so very sorry for your loss.

I'm just gonna give you a minute, okay?

Hey, guys?

Can I talk to you for a second?

We're in the middle of a game.

I know. It's just gonna take a minute.

Thank you.

So...

I know things have been a little weird

and confusing with all of my traveling

and with JD gone.

And I'm really sorry for all of it.

I'm not perfect.

But I am your mom,

and I love you two so much.

And I am gonna do whatever it takes

to make things right
for you here, with me,

to make things normal.

I'm not going anywhere.

Okay, Mom.

Cool. Is that all?

I guess.

Good, because I was just in the middle

of kicking Luco's ass.

No, you weren't.

You were behind by, like, 20 points.

You're such a liar!

Jesus!

Who the hell did you fight, Mayweather?

Worse.

Big Bear.

Big Bear? Are you nuts?

The guy's built like a Zamboni.
You didn't wear a helmet?

It's your fault.

You didn't answer my texts or calls,

and when you didn't show up tonight,

- I wasn't thinking straight.
- Get a grip, Rocky.

Come here. I'm gonna clean you up.

Vodka?

Well, it works in a pinch.

Oh, fine.

Ow, ow.

Sorry.

Look, I don't know what
Delia said to you,

but I swear you and I,
that's nothing to do with her.

What are you babbling about?

Delia's fine.

She's been good.

She's calm. She's surprisingly cool.

Yeah, I don't know.

It's just a vibe I got.

What did she say?

I think she's just
afraid I'll hurt you...

which I won't.

What are you thinking?

It's so loaded.

It's just... it's an epic shitstorm.

If you need more time, I get it.

I'm gonna step back from
the dojo for a while

and let you have it.

It's been so good for you.

It's been good for you too.

- Hey.
- Abby, hey.

- How's your dad?
- Uh...

Uh, he's the same.

Okay, listen, this is

terrible timing, but I told Cameron

we decided to go in a
different direction.

And, look, I get it.

I get it if you're mad at me.

My mom died.

Yesterday.

Wait, what? Your mom?

Abby, what happened?

She had a heart attack.

I mean...

It's crazy, right?

Okay, just give me a few hours.

I will get on a plane,
and I'll be there.

You shouldn't be alone.

No, no, thank you. I'm fine.

I just... I would actually rather
if you just stayed in L.A.

It would make me feel
better with you in L.A.

I just... I can't deal with
the business right now.

You know, I need you to take it.

I trust you.

Barbara?

Yeah, I'm here.

I got it, Abby. Don't
worry about anything here.

Okay, thank you.

And...

I love you.

Like, a lot.

Um...

Okay, please don't make this weird.

Abbs.

I kind of love you a lot too.

Okay.

_

Mm-hmm, we got the call last night.

Case is going through.
Christede is going down.

- It's very exciting.
- I am so proud of you,

you and your BF saving the world.

Yeah, or a few dozen immigrants
with housing problems,

but it is enough for
a class action, so...

Oh.

So what about you? What's up?

You've been kind of quiet.

Yeah, yeah.

There's something I've been wanting

to talk to you about.

I decided to move
forward with our little

bald friend.

Ah.

Well...

Give it a go.

Well, decision made.

Any thoughts or feelings?

No, I mean, I told you.
It's your life, Jo.

I'm just here to advise.

You didn't have a talk with him?

Huh?

Or threaten him on my behalf?

Is that what he told you?

Wow, Albert. Pretty typical.

Typical how? What do you mean?

Oh, you know, Albert, his games.

He's such a manipulator.

He's trying to come between us.

Oh, my gosh,

I knew you weren't gonna
be cool with this.

The supportive act, it's just an act.

I support you.

I gave you room to make
the right decision,

and you blew it.

The right decision according to you.

Oh, my God.

I know him better than you think.

God, I should have known.

Frumpkis, Scott...

Of course you're gonna fall in love

with a "Bald Eagle."

- Wow, the truth comes out.
- Please, Jo.

What, you think that he cares about you?

He's using you to screw with me.

Because it's all about you.

That's ridiculous.

I just got a text from Barbara.

Yeah, so did I.

Her mom?

- I know.
- That's so...

- Insane.
- Poor Abby.

What can we do?

What I want is to go up
north to be there for her,

but she needs me here
keeping this business going,

which, after the shitshow I
made of that Cameron deal,

not a sure thing.

I so wish we weren't beholden

to the douche nozzles of
this world and their money.

Me too.

Maybe we don't have to be.

Have to be what?

There's more than one
way to skin this cat.

Capitalize on what we have.

What if we shift things up completely?

- Hi.
- Hey.

Oh, my God. How did you guys...

Barbara texted us.

Oh, Abby, honey.

This is... I got it at the airport.

This is so weird.

Sorry. Come here.

What do you need? What can we do?

Um, what do I need?

Um...

Ms. McCarthy?

It's your dad.

Um... I'm sorry.

You're awake.

Oh, bun-bun.

How do you feel?

Where's Mom?

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