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- Bye, guys.
I'll be back later.

- Okay, see you.

- Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Are you okay?

Ahh!

- Mm, cold.

- That's because I haven't
brewed it yet.

That coffee's from yesterday.

- Noah, isn't it your turn
to do the dishes this week?

- Yeah, so?

The dishes, not the coffee pot.

- Hey, don't play semantics
with me, all right?

Everything goes
in the dishwasher.

- I don't know
what semantics is.

- It means to use your
common sense, but don't worry.

You don't have any.

- Ah, Ella,
don't pick on your brother.

Do you need a ride home today?

- No, Ryan's gonna
bring me home.

There's some college fair
after school today

that's mandatory.

- Ooh, which reminds me,

we need to sign you up
for that sat course.

- Do we really?

- If you want to get
into a good school, yeah.

- And what if I don't?
- Very funny.

You do.

- Oh, are you gonna be home
at a reasonable hour tonight?

- I'm gonna try.

Things are pretty tense
at the office.

- Okay.
Guys, what are we doing?

If you want me
to drive you, hurry, eat.

Otherwise,
you're gonna be taking the bus.

- Nobody takes the bus anymore.

- Well, you two will be
if you don't finish.

Eat.
- I'm gonna go.

Love you.
- Love you.

- You guys have
a good day, okay?

- Bye.
- Bye, dad.

- Goodbye.
- Stop, stop.

- Both of you eat, eat.
- Seriously?

- Knock, knock.
- Hey.

- Well, wish me luck.

- For what?

- Stan wants to see me.

- Stan, why?

- I don't know.

Maybe I'm being...

- Well, the way you rescued
the riverside project,

I seriously doubt that.

- Or maybe he's retiring,
leaving me the firm.

- I won't hold my breath
for that either.

- We'll see.

- I like Corbucci's better
than big Tony's.

- Well, Corbucci's
doesn't deliver.

- Then Dino Vella.

- Noah, eat, please.

- I can't stand
Dino's daughter.

- Who's his daughter?
- Marissa Fossie.

- Didn't she graduate?

- Two years ago.
I still don't like her though.

- Well, she used
to babysit your brother.

She's a nice girl.

- She's a slut.
- Ella.

- It's true.

- You are horrible.

Oh, hey, babe.

- What's wrong?

I'm confused.

I thought Stan wasn't
going to even consider anyone

until at least next year.

- That's exactly
what I thought, too.

I was counting
on the success of Piedmont

to give me the inside track.

- So what happened?

- Well, apparently he called
Blake into his office

and told him
the vice president job was his.

Got the board members
on the phone and...

- Oh, Jeff.
I'm so sorry.

Why don't you come on in
and have some pizza?

- No, no, I'm not in the mood.
I don't want the kids to worry.

They'll be able
to see right through me.

- Okay.
Well, what are you gonna do?

- I'm just gonna go off
for a bit, clear my head.

I'll be back later.

- Okay.

- Are you okay?

- I've been better actually,
but thanks for asking.

- I was watching you
from over there,

and you looked like
you could use some company.

- Oh, look, miss, I...
- Carlee.

- Carlee.

You seem very nice,
and believe me,

as much as I'm flattered,
I'm also happily married.

- Oh, no, no, no, I'm sorry.
I'm not hitting on you.

- Oh, sorry.

- I'm...

Oh, gosh, how do I say this?

Do you remember a woman
named Jennifer byrne?

- Yeah, from high school.
Yeah, of course.

I knew her well.
How is she?

- Deceased, unfortunately.
- Oh, geez.

I'm sorry to hear that.

And how are you...

- I'm her daughter.

- Oh, Carlee.
Geez, I'm sorry.

I don't know what to say.
It's terrible.

- Thank you, Jeff.

- How'd you know my name?

- Because you're my father.

- Hey, babe.
Are you feeling better?

- The kids?

- They're in their rooms.
What's the matter?

So you had no idea
she was pregnant?

- None, I told you,
she moved away,

and I never heard
from her again.

- What did she say
when she left?

- Lisa, it was
over 20 years ago, okay?

I can't even remember
what I had

for breakfast this morning.

- I just think it's weird

that you never spoke
to her again.

I mean,
she was your girlfriend, right?

- High school girlfriend.

She was my high school
girlfriend.

Okay?
I mean, and she left town.

We weren't Romeo and Juliet.

Besides, you know how
high school relationships are.

They're over as quickly
as they begin.

- Not when you have
a baby together.

- I didn't know she had a baby
or was pregnant even obviously.

Otherwise, I would've...

- What?

- I don't know
what I would've done, okay?

I was young,
but I would've done something.

- Well, why now?

Why wait over 20 years?

- Well, it was never supposed
to happen at all.

Jennifer told her daughter
that she didn't know

who her father was,
and it wasn't

until after she passed away
that Carlee

went through her things
and discovered the truth.

- This is all so crazy.

- Tell me about it.

- Okay, so what now?

- I don't know.

It's not like
there's a blueprint

for this kind of thing, but,

Lisa, I can't just
forget about her.

Come on, it's not funny.

- I know, I know.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- But we do have to make sure
she's telling the truth.

- How?

- Well, there's only one way
to be sure, a DNA test.

- Do you think
she'll agree to that?

- Well, if she wants to have
a relationship with us,

she's gonna have to, right?

- I would love
to take a DNA test.

- Oh, we're so glad
you understand.

- Look, if we're gonna have
a relationship,

any kind of relationship,
you can't have any doubts.

I don't wanna have any doubts.

- And we don't want you
to think

that we don't trust you,
but we just need to be sure.

- Don't worry.
I totally get it.

I mean, before we met today,
I tried to put myself

in your position
and I have to say,

I'd have a hard time
believing any of this.

- Yeah, but, Carlee,
we do want you to know

that we're thrilled
that you found me.

- Yeah, we really are.

Jeff, can I ask you something?

You don't think
we're making a mistake, do you?

- With what?

- By insisting
she take a DNA test.

- Well, she agreed with us.

- Yeah.

I would just hate to think

that she thinks
we don't trust her.

- Well, Lisa, I mean,
she probably is my daughter.

But we have two other children

whose well-being
we need to consider.

Carlee understands that.
It's not a matter of trust.

It's a matter of safety.

- I'm just putting myself
in her position now

and just thinking
about how she must be feeling.

- I love you for being
so considerate,

but we'll get
Carlee's DNA sample.

We'll send it in with mine.

It'll just take a couple days,
and we'll see.

- I love you.
- Love you, too.

- Hey kids.
- Hey.

- Where's your mom?
- Out back.

- Okay.

- Wrong.

No.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Did you open it?

- Of course not.
I think you should do that.

- She's my daughter.

- Kids, say something.

- So we have a sister.

- Well, technically
a half-sister.

- Wicked.

- What did you want me to say?

- Well, that's just it.

Actually, your father and I
want you to know that

there is no right or wrong way
to feel about this.

In fact, we're still coming
to terms with it all.

But we want you to know
that you can tell us anything.

- So what does this mean?

I mean, is she gonna
move in with us?

Are you guys gonna support her?
Do we have to share a room?

- Well, these are
all good questions.

A little premature, you know.

I'm still trying
to process it myself.

- But we wanted to tell you
kids right away, no secrets.

- So what now?

- Well, we're gonna
meet her together.

- When?

- This weekend.
She's gonna come here.

- For one of our famous
Mitchell family barbecues.

You...

- I'm sorry.

- Brian, you scared
the hell out of me.

- I swear I didn't mean it.
- Mm.

- I didn't mean it, I swear.

So what was so important that
you had to tell me in person?

Or is this just your way
of getting your hands on me?

- Cute.
But you weren't expecting this.

Wow, wow.

Wow.

- Can you please say
something else besides wow?

- Oh, wow?

How are you handling this?

I mean, that's
the most important thing.

- I'm okay, I guess.

I mean, it's a shock,

but I haven't even
met her yet, so...

- So I mean, will she stay with
you now that her mom's dead?

- She's an adult, not a kid.

And my parents said it was too
soon to talk about that stuff.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That makes sense.

They're probably right.

A sister?

Man.

Too bad she's not a twin.

- Ew, Ryan, that's gross.

- Come on.

Whatever happens,
it'll be okay.

- Thank you.

- So what do I even call her?

- What do you mean?
What do we even call you?

- I mean, is she my sister,
my half-sister, my stepsister?

- Well, why don't we start
by calling her Carlee,

and then we'll figure out
the rest later.

- Okay.

- This looks nice, guys.
- Yeah, I'm excited.

- When's the food...
- Oh, oh.

- Kids, this is Carlee byrne,
my daughter.

- Well, I graduated
Holcomb college last year.

My degree was
in communications,

but I spent most
of my time in my sorority,

and now I still don't know
what I wanna do.

I just had to choose a major.

- Well, that's okay
because when I graduated

from college,
I had no idea what I wanted.

- Really?

Then how come
you're always telling me

I need to think about
what I wanna do with my life

so I don't waste
all your money in college?

- Well, either way, Carlee's
working at bean dream,

at the coffee shop downtown.

- Yeah,
just to make some extra money

while I figure out
what I want to do.

And I waitressed
all through college,

so I'm used to it,

and it pays
for my little apartment.

Although, ugh, I guess
that's all up in the air now.

My mom's estate,
there's a lot going on.

So we'll see where I land.

- So who'd you think
your dad was?

- Noah.

- No, that's okay, that's okay.
It's cool.

This is all so awkward.

I'm glad we can just
get it out in the open.

My mom raised me herself,
so it's kind of all I knew.

And then by the time
I was old enough to be curious,

she told me that
she didn't know who my dad was.

- Well, what I don't understand

is why she just didn't
tell you the truth.

- Maybe she was trying
to protect me.

She knew you had a family,

and she definitely knew
that I would wanna meet you.

And what if...Well, what if you
didn't feel the same way?

She was smart like that.

- So what, the truth was just
sitting there in some shoebox?

- Ella.

- Actually, yeah, kind of.

When my mom passed, I had to go
through all of her possessions,

and there were a lot of papers
that I had never seen before,

including my birth certificate
with your dad's name on it.

And since I knew
where my mom grew up

and went to high school,

it wasn't very hard
to find you guys.

- We're glad you did.

Well, the kids
seem to like you.

- Yeah, sure.

- Ella, don't worry about her.

She's prickly at first,
but she's a teenager.

- It's okay.

I definitely remember
what that was like.

And besides,
this can't be easy for her.

- Yeah.

- Look, Jeff, Lisa,
I really don't want you guys

to worry that
I'm just gonna show up randomly

and try to worm my way
into your family.

- Carlee, no.
- No, no, I'm serious.

You've both been so kind
and so generous.

And to be honest,
just with my mother now gone,

it's really nice to know
that I have someone,

that I'm not completely alone
in the world.

- In fact, there's something

that we'd like
to talk to you about.

- Noah, get out here
and help, please.

- Oh, I can help you,
Mr. Mitchell.

- Thanks, Ryan.
- Yeah.

- You don't have to help.
You're a guest here.

- I don't mind.

It's best to stay
on your dad's good side, right?

- Okay.
- Hey, ell?

Carlee and I are gonna go
to the hardware store

and pick out some paint
for her room.

Wanna come?

- Nope, I'm good.
Thanks though.

- Fine.

- Which room has she taken?

- The guest room,
but at the speed they're going,

I wouldn't be surprised
if they gave her mine.

- What are you
so uptight about?

- I don't know.

It's just, everyone's being
so dramatic about this.

- Well, it is kind of dramatic.
Isn't it?

- Whatever.

- Well, they tested her.
I mean, she's your sister.

- So they say.

There's something off
about all of it.

- Watch where you're going,
Mitchell.

- Sorry, Jace.

- You better be.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I think you forgot
where you are.

- I don't think so.

- You think this is a sidewalk.

It's not.
It's a kind of road.

It's a toll road.

- I don't have any money.

- Not my problem.

I got it, I got it!

Don't move, Mitchell.

Where do you think
you're going?

- Inside?

- Hey!

Get in the house, Noah.

- This ain't over, Mitchell.

- Got anything else to say?

So what was that about?

- Jace Henry,
neighborhood bully.

- Does he go to your school?
- No.

He basically hangs out
at the 7-Eleven

and steals kids' money.

I think that's like his job.

- No one sticks up to him?
- I'm not going to.

They say
he's a master with nunchucks.

- Uh-huh.

- Don't tell mom and dad, okay?

I don't want them
to worry about me.

- I won't.

That's what
big sisters are for, okay?

- Okay.

- Are you excited to not have

to wear a uniform
next year at college, Ella?

- Yeah, I guess.

- Well, this meal was amazing.
Lisa, thank you so much.

- Oh, well, thank you.
I'm glad you enjoyed it.

It wasn't anything
special though.

- I didn't really have many
home-cooked meals growing up.

My mom wasn't much of a cook,
and she was always working,

so a lot of dinners alone.

This is really nice.

- Oh, well, trust me.

We get takeout more often
than I'd like to admit.

I mean,
Jeff works late most nights,

and my real estate business
is doing really well.

So it's hard to have
nice family dinners.

- I have to call Ryan.

He texted me
when we were eating.

- I got homework.
- Okay.

But when I come up, I wanna see
a book open, not the computer.

- Mom, the computer
is where my work is.

Come on.
It's like the 21st century.

- Okay, well,
as long as when I do come in,

the periodic table is on

and not some army guy
shooting zombies.

- You wanna hand me your plate?
- Oh, no, no, please.

How about you two go relax,
and I'll clean up dinner.

- Ah, come on.
Don't be silly.

Remember this is family,
not the help.

- Exactly.
You provided this amazing meal.

The least I can do
is the dishes.

- Okay.

- Well, would you mind
giving some lessons

to my other two
about responsibility?

- Now go, go, relax.
I got it, I promise.

- You got it, well.
- Okay.

- How 'bout that?
- How 'bout that?

- Well, the way that Stan's
been communicating with me,

I had the promotion in the bag,
so I don't understand why.

- Okay, you're just gonna
have to let it go, right?

You know that.

You're gonna
give yourself an ulcer.

- I know, I know.
It's so frustrating.

- Yeah, well, Blake, isn't
half the architect you are.

- Yeah, and that's why
it's so frustrating.

I mean, if he was better than
me or deserved the position,

I could deal with that,

but he's been
getting opportunities

I've been waiting years for.

I know I'd be great at it.

- But what can you do, right?

- Well, we could kill him.
I'm serious.

- You're terrible and cute.
Come on.

I know what will help
take your mind off of things.

- Ooh.
- Yes.

- Hey, you're Mitchell's...
- Babysitter.

Yeah, but I'm not
babysitting now.

So what's your deal with him?
What'd he do to you?

- Kid's a loser.
That's all.

- Loser, huh?
- Yeah.

- Now, listen to me, punk.

Are you listening?
- Mm-hmm.

- You don't so much as look

in Noah Mitchell's
direction ever again.

Do you hear me?
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

- And if you don't return
every single cent

to every single kid
that you ever stole from,

I will track you down and
make sure that you understand.

Are we clear?

- Mm-hmm, yeah.

- Get out of here.

- To you, Blake,
on your promotion?

- Jeff, you don't have
to pretend

like you're happy for me.

All right, you wouldn't
be human if you were.

I wouldn't be happy for you.

Look, we both know
you should have gotten the job,

but I mean,
I'm not gonna give it up.

You know, I've never been one

to look
a gift horse in the mouth.

- So is that what you asked
me here to tell me?

- I asked you here
'cause I need your help.

- This is awkward.

- Look, I mean, Jeff, I know
this can't be easy for you.

And, like,
I can't imagine how you feel,

but if you just hear me out,

I think this can work
for both of us.

- Okay?

- Look, it's no secret

that you're the most
talented architect at the firm.

Right,
and the Bensonville project's

the most prestigious
that we have.

I want you on it.
Look, yes, it's my project.

And you'd be working under me,
but look,

it's a lot more high profile
than what you got going on.

All right, here,
just think about it.

All right, please,
if you agree,

I'll talk to Stan about
transitioning your whole team,

- I gotta go.

- No, please, it's on me.

- No, normally I'd argue
with you Blake,

but all things considered,
be my guest,

and I hope your expense this.

Love to see
how you categorize it.

- Is this seat taken?

- No, please.

- Thanks.

I was hoping you weren't gonna
make me drink alone.

- And what kind
of gentleman would do that?

- Oh, you're a gentleman.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Hm, that's too bad.

'Cause that's the last thing
I'm looking for tonight.

Here.

Let me refresh that for you.

Just relax.

You know, I never really
do anything like this.

- Hey, no judgments.

- You comfortable?

- Very.

- Good.

Here, you enjoy that.

I'll go freshen myself up.
Be right back.

- All right.

- I like your parents'
new attitude.

They would have never
let me bring you home

this late before,
especially on a school night.

So tell them I say thank you

- with everything going on
with Carlee,

I think they feel bad.

Like, they don't want me
to feel ignored.

- And you're not
milking that at all.

- What do you mean?

- Come on.
Ell, it's me.

So you're saying
that you don't just love

making sure your parents know

that you don't like
having Carlee around?

- I don't like
having her around.

- How come?

I mean, I think
it'd be pretty cool

having an older sister
around, you know?

- Yeah.

The whole thing just
feels really weird, you know?

- Yeah.

- You know, like,
there's something about her.

Like, the transition is
too easy for her.

- Well, she's been waiting
for this for, like,

a really long time,
like, her whole life,

you know, a family,
a chance to fit in.

- Yeah, sure.

- And it's not like
your parents

didn't do
a background check before.

- No, they did.

And, you know, her story
makes sense, as crazy as it is.

The DNA was a match, so...

- So maybe just let it be.

Things are gonna work out.

- Thanks.
- I'll see you tomorrow.

- See you tomorrow.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Okay, guys.
Breakfast, breakfast.

Okay, it's egg time.

- Okay.

- Ella, would you
sit down and eat?

We're about to leave.
You're not taking me.

- Ryan's picking me up.

- I still have to drive
your brother, so sit, eat.

- I can drive Noah
on my way to work.

- You don't mind?
- Of course not.

- Yeah, mom.
Carlee will take me.

- Okay, great.

I'm running by the office first
because I'm meeting a client,

and he's always early,
so thanks.

Jeff?

Honey, what's wrong?

- Blake, he's dead.

- What?

- I just got off
the phone with Stan.

- But you just saw him
last night.

- Who's Blake?

- Jeff's coworker.

- Oh, god, I'm sorry.

- Honey, what happened?

- Well, Stan said the police
found his body in a motel room.

They think he might have OD'd.

- But what would he be doing
in a motel room?

- Come on.

- I'm gonna wait
for Ryan outside.

- Okay, thank you, honey.

- I'm really sorry, dad.

- Thank you, ell.

- Honey,
what the hell happened?

- Well, according to Stan,
the police assume

he was with a woman,
but they have no idea who.

They ID'd him by his car.
His wallet was gone.

- Was he dating anyone?

- You know Blake.

He was dating all kinds
of different women.

You know, nothing serious.

I just don't understand
why he'd go to a hotel.

I mean,
his house is spectacular,

and it's not like
he's got a wife

or a girlfriend to go home to.

- Yeah.
- Doesn't make any sense.

Oh, and I got his job.

Hell of a way to get it.

Okay, well,
I'm gonna get to the office.

There's a lot we gotta
take care of obviously.

- Hey, Jeff.

Honey, you have nothing
to feel guilty about, okay?

- I know.

- You had nothing
to do with this.

- I know.

- Thank you.
I'll see you tonight, okay?

- Okay.
- I love you.

- I love you.

- Good morning.
- Hey.

- So funny story,
just as I was pulling up,

I saw your new sister
driving off with Noah.

- Yeah.
She's driving him to school.

- I see her more
than I see you these days.

- What are you talking about?

- So last night
after I dropped you off,

I saw your sister
coming from the street,

and then like looking around
to make sure

nobody was looking for her,
and then like darting off,

and sneaking towards
the back of your yard.

- Wait, what do you mean
sneaking around?

She has a key.
She lives here.

- Like sneaking, you know,
like she snuck.

Sneaking, like a cat burglar
or something.

- Are you sure it was her?

- Yeah, positive.

It was kind of weird.

- Did you say anything to her?
- Oh, hell no.

What am I gonna say,
like, "oh, hey, Ella's sister,

please stop being so weird
and go to bed"?

What's the matter?

I'm sure...Listen,
I'm sure it's no big deal.

I'm sure there was
some reason for it.

- Yeah, no, it's just,
it's been a weird morning,

really weird.

- What's up?
- Let's just go.

I'll tell you about it.

- Hey, mind if I come in?
- Stan, of course, please.

- How you doing?

I imagine
this can't be easy for you.

- I'm okay, a little shaken.

Just finished
talking to the police.

- Oh, any update?

- Well, they said
the bartender remembers him

leaving with a woman,
but they don't know who.

- Yeah, that was Blake.
Wasn't it?

- But the thing is he didn't
mention he was meeting a woman.

I mean, he wasn't in any rush.

In fact, I was the one
that left him at the bar.

- Yeah, maybe he picked her up
after you left.

- Maybe.

- Well, look,
the cops will figure it out

one way or another, hm?

I left a message
for his parents telling them

that if there's
anything we can do...

- That's nice.

- And I figured, you know,
maybe after the funeral,

we could have something
back here at the office,

you know, like a memorial.

We could make a donation
in his name.

Jeff, I know this isn't
how you wanted to get the job,

but we're all counting
on you, hm?

So if you need anything...

Just let me know.

- Appreciate it.

- It's like 65.

- Hi, ell, how was your day?

- Okay, I guess.

What are you guys doing?

- Carlee's helping me
with algebra.

- I had to deal
with this nightmare

much more recently
than your mom.

So I figured I'd help her out.

- Thank you.

Can I make you a snack,
sweetheart?

- No, I'm good, thanks.

You know, Carlee, Ryan told me

he saw you coming home
really late last night.

- Huh, that's weird.
I didn't see him.

- Yeah, well, he said
he saw you outside the house

actually sneaking around
or something.

- Well, then it couldn't
have been Carlee

because she was home all night.

- Yeah, I was inside all night,
Ella, in my room.

- Well, I guess
Ryan was mistaken,

and it was just someone
who looked exactly like you.

- Ella.

- Maybe she has a doppelganger.

- What do you know
about doppelgangers?

- Horror movies.

- Weirdo.

Okay, Ella,
your father's working late,

so he's not gonna be home
for dinner.

- Oh, actually, Lisa,
I was thinking

maybe I could take
Ella out for dinner,

just the two of us.

There's this new Sushi place

by the coffee shop
I've been dying to try.

- I think that would be
a really great idea.

- Yeah, well,
I hate Sushi, and besides,

Ryan's picking me up
for pizza tonight.

- Okay.

- Ella, wait.
- What?

- Can't you cancel your plans
with Ryan just for tonight?

- Why would I do that?

- So that we could spend
some time together,

you know,
just sister to sister.

- But you're not
my sister, Carlee,

and I don't care
what my father says.

- Mom, I'm leaving!

- Lis?

- In here.

Hi.
- Hi.

- We saved you some pizza.

- Oh, cold pizza
never looked so good.

- You want me to throw it
in the microwave?

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

- Okay.

- Can I talk to you guys
about something real fast?

- Yeah, Carlee, what is it?

- Yeah, sit down.

- Okay.

- You know you can
tell us anything.

- Okay, well, you guys know
how much I appreciate

everything
you've done for me, right?

- You don't need to say that.
You're a part of this family.

- And that's the only thing
I've ever wanted was

to be a part of a real family.

- Yeah, we know that.
- Okay, good.

Because that's what makes
this so hard.

- What is it?
- Makes what so hard?

- What I'm about to show you.

- Oh.
- Carlee, what happened?

- Hey, ell.

- Did Ryan bring you home?
- Lisa.

Just take a sec.

Why don't you come in
and have a seat?

We wanna talk to you
for a second.

- Okay.

What's up?

- Has Ryan ever been
physical with you?

- Physical with me, Ryan?

- We're serious, ell.
- So am I.

What are you talking about?
What does that even mean?

- Has he ever laid hands
on you, hit you?

- Hit me, I...No.

- Ella, you can
tell us the truth.

- What's this all about?

- Ryan made some passes
at your sister.

Last night, it got physical.

- Ryan would never do that.

Besides,
he was with me all night.

- It was after
he dropped you off.

She said that he was outside
waiting for her.

- This is the most ridiculous
thing I've ever heard.

Ryan wouldn't hurt a fly.
You both know that.

- Ella, we saw her neck.
- What about her neck?

- She had bruises and scratches
all over her neck.

- She probably gave them
to herself!

- Does that
sound logical, Ella?

Come on.
- Yes, she's crazy.

I've been trying to explain it
to you both.

Neither of you would
listen to me.

I don't want her here!
I don't want her here!

- So what do you think
they're fighting about?

- Oh, you know,
just typical teenage stuff.

- Carlee, I'm 12, not 6.
What the hell does that mean?

- Okay, you're right.
I'm sorry.

Look, you know
your sister's boyfriend,

you like him?

- He's okay, I guess.

- Ryan attacked me
the other night.

- Why?
- I don't know.

And I told your parents,
of course.

And now I imagine your sister
doesn't want to believe it.

- But you were doing it
for her, right?

- Of course.
I was only thinking of her,

just like I was
only thinking of you

when I took care
of those bullies.

He hasn't bothered you again,
has he?

- No, in fact,
I heard he gave some kids

their money back
that he stole from.

I mean, why would he do that?

- You never know.

Sometimes a bully just needs
someone to show them

how to do the right thing.

Look, Noah,

I'm the newest member
of this family, okay?

I need to prove
how much you guys mean to me.

And that means I'll do anything
to protect you, okay?

Never forget that, anything.

- Ryan has nothing
to do with this.

- You know what, I'm sorry
that you feel that way,

but I don't want you
to see Ryan anymore.

- Not alone.

Not until we can
all figure this out.

- You both are so naive.

I mean, do you really not see
how she's manipulated you both?

How she's manipulating
this whole family?

- She is a member
of this family.

Like it or not,
the sooner you understand that,

the easier you'll make it
for everybody.

- How long does it take?

- Well, it comes
with an overnight envelope,

and the test
takes a couple days,

and they overnight
it back to you.

- I don't understand.

Can't she really
be your sister?

- Half-sister.

- She can still be your
half-sister and still be crazy.

- Of course, but something
about this isn't right.

And it hasn't been
since the beginning.

- I think you should let me
talk to your parents.

They've always liked me.

- It wouldn't do
any good right now.

She has them brainwashed.

- The least I can do is
have a chance

to defend myself,
to prove myself.

- You will, Ryan, I promise.
Just right now is not the time.

- You believe me, right?
- Of course I do.

- I just...I don't understand,
like why would she say

all this weird stuff about me.

- I told her you saw her
outside the other night.

And I wanted to see
how she would react,

and I think it freaked her out.

- Why?

- She doesn't want me
to find out the truth.

For the first time in her life,

she has everything
she's ever wanted and more.

- And what's that?

- A perfect family.
It just happens to be mine.

- Carlee.

- Oh, hi, Ryan.
What are you doing here?

- Don't.
- Don't what?

- Don't pretend.

Don't pretend like everything's
all good, that you didn't

completely lie to everybody
about me attacking you.

- What?
Ryan, I don't know.

- What?

- I don't know
what's going on at home

or why you attacked me
like that,

but I had to
tell them about it.

- You're kidding, right?

- I mean,
I was worried about Ella.

She's my sister.

What if you're behaving
like that with her?

I mean, you hurt me, Ryan.

- You completely lied,
and you know it.

- Maybe you could go
to counseling,

or get treatment,
or something for your temper.

- Now's your time to be honest
before I expose you

and tell everybody
what you did.

You lied, you lied,
and you know it.

- So that's why you're
recording me on your phone.

- You're a liar.

You lied to everyone.
That's just what you do.

We barely know each other.
I wouldn't hurt a fly.

And you told everybody
I assaulted you.

- I'm pretty sure
that's illegal or something,

but I won't tell the police.

It might look bad
for you in court.

- You're not gonna
tell the police, okay?

That's the last thing you want.

You know that I saw you
sneaking into the house

that one night,
and that really scared you,

scared you enough
to make up some ridiculous lie

about me attacking you.

Why would you do that, hm?

- I don't know
what Ella told you,

but I have no idea
what you're talking about.

- Save it, save it,
save it for someone

who's actually
gonna believe you.

I mean, who's gonna...

- Hi.

- Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- Do you want us
to call someone?

- No, he's just
a little disturbed.

- I'm gonna find out
what you're up to.

It's all over from there.

- Oh, I can't wait
to close my eyes.

I've been nonstop
since 8:00 this morning.

- Mm.

Has there been any more news
from the police about Blake?

- No.

Apparently, they're thinking
there's no foul play.

He had a bunch of prescription
drugs in his system,

not a good mix with alcohol.

- But he was with a woman.
Right?

- That's what they said.

They think that either she was
gone before anything happened,

or she got spooked and left.

Either way, they don't think
she was responsible.

Good night, Lis, love you.

- Jeff, we need to talk.

- About?

- It's about Ella.

- Okay.

What about her?

Carlee?
- Mm-hmm.

I mean, she's just not handling
this transition very well.

I thought that she more than
anyone would've really enjoyed

having Carlee here,
but it's been the opposite.

- Nobody said they had
to be best friends right away.

- It's more than that.

- And she's a teenager, right?
Don't forget about that.

- Yeah, she's been a teenager

for five years
and never like this.

- We can't just throw Carlee
onto the sidewalk.

- No, I'm not suggesting that,
nor would I want to do that.

It's just, I feel guilty.

I know Carlee's your blood,

but, you know,
Ella's our daughter.

- Well, what are
you suggesting?

- Well, I don't know,
but it can't go on like this.

Right?
It's not healthy.

Ella doesn't even
talk to Carlee.

- Okay, well,
we'll talk to ell.

- Okay.

- All right, I love you.

- Love you, too.

- Make a sound, and you
and your family will be sorry.

Do you understand?

Now, when you answer me,

you're going to do it
in a whisper.

- How did you get in here?
- Uh-uh-uh.

I said when you answer me.

- Carlee, I don't...
- No, no, no.

I am asking the questions.

Now, I will admit

that you gave me
a little fright tonight, Ryan.

I didn't really expect that
from you,

but now I'm gonna need you
to drop it.

Never say anything
about me to Ella

and her family ever again.

Do you understand?

- You're crazy.

- That doesn't really
concern you.

What does concern you is

if I ever hear about you
putting ideas in Ella's head,

you and that pretty little
family of yours down the hall

are going to be very,
very sorry.

Is that clear?

- You leave them alone.

- Well, that's entirely
up to you.

No need to see me out.

- Sorry, Ella.
Can't let you do that.

- We're done with these, right?

- Hey, mom, did anything
come from me in the mail?

- Oh no, I don't think so.

Why, are you looking
for something?

- Just some college stuff.

Just don't toss anything,
you know, just in case

a lot of those packages
look like junk mail.

- You know I always put
everything on your bed for you.

- Thank you,
but speaking of college,

we don't have
anything this weekend, do we?

- Mm, I don't think so.

Your father has to work,
but other than that, no.

- Well, if I could
borrow your car,

I was thinking about going down
and visiting Gibson college.

- Gibson?

I didn't know you were thinking
about going there.

- Yeah, well,
the college counselor

has been telling me
such great things about it.

So I thought, why not?

- Well, you wanna make it
a family thing?

We'll all drive up together?

- Actually, do you remember
Sharon Kates?

- Of course.
- Right.

Well, she goes there, and I
was kind of looking forward

to hanging out with her.

She said she'd show me around.

- Well, that sounds
wonderful, honey.

It's probably better
to get an insider view

of the school anyway, right?

- Thank you, mom.
- You're welcome.

- Hi, can I help you?

- Yeah, are you the president
of the sorority?

- I am,
but you can call me Tiffany.

- Hi, my name is Ella Mitchell.

Could I talk to you
for a few minutes?

- Sure, do you go to Holcomb?

- Oh no.
I'm still in high school.

I live about an hour away.

Did you know a girl
named Carlee byrne?

- Of course,
I knew her really well.

She was one
of my sorority sisters.

- I know this is
gonna sound crazy,

but I’m
actually her half-sister,

only I didn't know that
until recently.

This is just going
to sound nuts, but I was...

- I'm sorry to interrupt you,

but I've actually heard
this story before.

- You have?

- Carlee told this story

during a pledge class
bonding event.

Can't forget it.

It was one of the most
amazing stories I'd ever heard.

- Then you can imagine
how we felt.

- It's just so tragic.

I wish she had the chance
to meet all of you.

- But she did.

- That's impossible.
- Why?

- Carlee passed away.
How could you not know that?

I mean, if you're her sister.
- Half-sister.

Tiffany, Carlee is living
with us, like, right now.

- Is this some
sort of pledge prank?

Because if it is,
it's not funny.

I hate to tell you this,
but whoever's living

in your house is
definitely not Carlee byrne.

- How do you know?

- Carlee was killed
on campus last year.

It was a horrible robbery.
It freaked everyone out.

- Who's Samantha?

- Some housekeeper.

- She doesn't work here
anymore, does she?

- Oh, no, no, no.
We had to let her go.

Some of the sisters claim
that their things were missing

after Samantha
would clean their rooms.

You see, every semester,
we hire girls, usually local,

to do some light housekeeping
around the house

in exchange for room and board.

Usually, it works out,
but in this case, it didn't.

- So did you get everything
you needed?

- Except the stylus.
They didn't have that.

- Hmm, you want me to take you
to a different store?

- Nah, I'll order online.

I don't need it right away.

- Okay, well, you hungry?

- I'm always hungry.

- Sam?

- Well, good, because I was
thinking if we could like...

- Samantha Ridge!

- Oh, we should go
to that place with the

- Samantha Ridge!
- Excuse me!

- It's me, Mark.
Mark Bradshaw.

- I'm sorry.

- Rolling hills high school.
Come on.

- No, I think you have
the wrong person.

- No, no, no, no, come on.

We were in the same
lab group in chem.

Remember, I dated Sarah Carson?

- Well, my name's not Samantha,
and I didn't go to...

- Of course, it is.

- Hey, get out of my face.
Okay?

Stop harassing me,
or I'm gonna call the cops.

- Okay, I'm sorry.

- Back off!

- I guess I must be mistaken.

- Sorry about that.

I just...I didn't know
what that guy was after.

- He said he knew you.

- I've never seen him before
in my life.

Now come on,
let's get some lunch.

- Actually, Carlee,
I think we should just go home.

- Nonsense, lunch.

- What else can you tell me
about her?

- Not much, I'm afraid.

Like I said,
we had to let her go.

I always felt kind of bad
for her though.

- Why?

- Well, Samantha grew up
in and out of foster homes.

She never had a real family.

Well, at least that's what
she told some of the sisters,

which is why we kept her around
longer than we should have,

even after the accusations.

- There was no proof though
of the theft?

- No, just the girls claiming
that their things were missing.

But it's a sorority house.
Whoever really knows?

People are always
losing things,

borrowing people's things.

You know how it is.

- Uh-huh.

- If I could be totally
honest though,

she kind of gave me the creeps.

- Really, why?

- I don't know.
She was nice enough, friendly.

But she always seemed
to be hanging around,

watching us like a hawk,

listening to everything
we were saying

like she was taking notes
for a final.

- Okay, thank you so much.

She couldn't help
but resent the sisters.

I mean, these were
girls her own age

who seemed to have everything.

- So she wanted
to punish them.

- No, no, no, no, no.
I don't think so.

I think Samantha wanted
to be them,

to have their lives,
their families.

But how do you do that?

I mean, you can't just
walk through the front door

of some random family's house

and say
I'm your long-lost daughter.

- But how did Samantha learn
about Carlee's story?

- She overheard it
at a sorority event.

And when Carlee was killed,

Samantha realized that she had
never met her birth father.

- It was too perfect
an opportunity to pass up.

- Right, but first,
she had to get some of her DNA,

which was probably her hair,

so she could pass it off
as her own.

- It makes sense, I guess.
It just sounds so...

- Crazy?
I know.

- Yeah, exactly.

- Right, well, that's why
I'm on my way home right now

to warn my parents.

- Be careful, Ella.
Carlee is dangerous.

- Hi, we're home.

- Oh, hey, guys.
Did you have fun?

- Yeah, we did.

- Oh, good, did you get
everything you needed?

- Well...
- I'm gonna go upstairs.

- Oh.

What's wrong with him?
- I don't know.

- Did something happen, Carlee?

- Not that I can think of.

Yeah, we were having
a great time.

- Huh.

- Oh, but he didn't
want lunch either.

Maybe he's coming down
with something.

- Oh boy, I hope not.

Did you hear that?
- He doesn't feel well?

- Yeah, I guess not.

- Hello, Noah.

Anything I can help you with?

What have you got there?

- Nothing, I swear.

- I wanna believe you, Noah.
I really do.

But unfortunately,

you don't look like someone
who has nothing to hide.

- No, I went to Holcomb!

- Hey, do not yell
at your mom.

- Please just listen
to me for a second!

- Carlee is not
who she says she is.

- Lower your voice.
She's gonna hear you.

- Good!

Because she has
some explaining to do.

- Okay, Ella,
what's this all about?

- I went to Holcomb where
she said she attended school,

and I went to her sorority.

I talked to the president...

- Ella, what are you doing?

- Go ahead, sis.
You tell them.

Ella, come on.

I have no idea
what you're talking about

- really?
Is that so, Samantha?

- Yeah.

- Samantha?

- Samantha?
No, her name is...

- Her name is not Carlee.
It's Samantha Ridge.

- Carlee, what's going on?

- I don't know.
I don't know why.

But for some reason,
Ella's making all of this up.

It's actually kind of sad.

- Are you serious?
- I mean, I...

- You're just lying?

- I don't think she is.

- What's this?

- No, no, no, no,
you can't think that I...

Okay.

I was gonna tell you guys,

but Blake and I,
we met at the bar and...

- What is going on?
What is this?

- Oh, my god, it did come.
She got to it first.

- What is this?
What...

- Do you still have the DNA
results that she gave to you?

- Well, of course,
they're upstairs.

- Can you please go get them?
- I...

- Whoever that is,
this is her real DNA profile.

I took some hair from her comb,
and I guarantee you

the ones you have are going
to be different.

- But how?

- 'Cause it's not
really her DNA.

She got it from dad's
real biological daughter

who she knew at Holcomb.

I am so sorry, dad,
but she was killed.

- Jeff, call the police.

- Yeah, okay.

So my son found a bunch
of evidence in her room,

brought it down,
showed it to her,

and then she just
bolted out the front door.

- Well, once my team
is finished inside

processing the scene,

we'll at least have a better
idea of who she really is.

- But you'll be looking
for her before then, right?

- Absolutely, our units are
already out looking for her.

- But she was able
to pull this off.

- She's the prime suspect
in at least one murder,

that of your coworker,
Blake McKay.

- Couldn't Samantha Ridge
have killed Carlee byrne,

the college student
who was murdered last year?

- Maybe.

The investigating officer
thought Carlee byrne's death

was a robbery gone bad.

She was attacked
on campus while jogging,

and her wallet was taken,
along with her sorority ring.

- You mean this ring?

She gave it to me.

She said this way
I'd never forget

that she was there
to look after me.

It didn't fit,
so she made me this necklace.

- Let me see that.

- My god, how could
we believe her?

- What if she comes back?

- We're gonna assign officers
to watch over the house.

But be smart.

Over the next few days,
if you see anything suspicious,

anything at all, you call us.

- Okay, kids.
We won't be home too late.

Ella, remember your
brother's upstairs in his room.

- Yeah,
he's online with friends

playing the call
of something, something.

- Okay, well, make sure
he eats dinner, all right?

- We can bring him some pizza,
Mrs. Mitchell.

- You bring your brother pizza,
and you can stay down here.

- Ew, dad.

- I'm just kidding.
Have a good night.

- Remember only open the door
for pizza.

Don't go anywhere.

If you need anything, text me.
I'll have my phone with me.

- Okay, go, go, bye.

- All right.

- Do we even know
where we're going?

It's a surprise.

Oh, you're so clever.
Thank you very much.

This is gonna be fun.

- You should have
seen yourself.

That was classic.

- You jumped higher than me.
- What?

- Pizza's here.

He...

Hello?

Hello?

- Hey...I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.
- It's okay.

I just had to run back
for the soda.

- All good, all paid for?
- Yeah.

- Cool, thank you so much.
Good night.

- Appreciate it.
- Yeah, you too.

- Mmm.

- Okay.
Let me bring some up to Noah.

- Noah is already here.

- Okay, here you go.

Really?

- Hey, where are you going?
- Upstairs.

I'm in the middle of a game.
- Take a break.

Your eyeballs are gonna
fall out of your head.

- Why don't
we go upstairs, too?

- Are you crazy?
My brother.

- He's good for the rest
of the night.

Besides, my man
wears earphones when he plays.

He won't be able
to hear a thing.

- And what if my parents
come home?

- You're kidding.
They'll be out for hours.

- Ah, power's out!
- I know, hang on!

Circuit breaker.

It happens all the time.
- Oh.

- Will you go take care
of it, please?

- Why can't you?

- Because it's in the dark
and scary basement,

and I'm not as brave
and fearless as you.

- Okay, okay.

- Thank you.

- Ryan?

Ryan, is everything okay?

Ryan?

Ryan?

Ryan?

- Back on!

- I know!

Ryan?

Ryan, if this is some kind
of a joke, it's not funny!

- Hello, Ella.

- Carlee, what are you doing?
- I tried, Ella.

I really tried.

- What are you talking about?
- To be a good sister.

But you wouldn't let me.

- Okay, just
put the knife down.

Don't hurt him.

- I'm sorry.
I can't do that, Ella.

What was it about me
that you hated so much?

- I never hated you,
Carlee, never.

It was just,
I was jealous of you.

- Jealous?
- Of course.

It was so hard listening
to everyone saying

how amazing you were,

how you were the daughter
they wished they had.

It broke my heart,

and I didn't know how
to relate to you.

- All I wanted was a family,
Ella, just a real family.

- I know.
I know that now.

- No, you don't!
You don't know anything!

You had everything handed
to you on a silver platter!

I went from home to home.

Every month, a different family
pretending that they wanted me,

but then none of them did!

Some of them were okay.

Others, well,

the less that's said,
the better.

None of them were mine.

- Carlee, I'm sorry.

I will never know
what you've gone through.

But, Carlee, I want to listen.

I want to know.
Please tell me, please.

It's not too late.

- It is for me, Ella.

- What do you mean?

- I mean that you took
from me the thing

that I loved the most
in the world,

a family.

And so now I think
it's only fair

that I take something from you.

- Carlee, don't!

Ahh!

Get off of me!

No, stop it!

No!

- You hurt me!
- Stop!

Help!

- Ella, run!

- Come on, come on, come on.

- You're a very brave
young woman.

- I didn't feel very brave.

- We should have never left you
at home alone.

I'm so sorry.

- How could you
have known, mom?

It's okay.

- Your parents,
they're on their way.

Have them take you
to get that checked out.

- I will.

- I'll ask my officers
to finish up,

so you guys can get some rest.

Take care.

- Goodnight.
- Thank you.

- Goodnight.

- It's kind of weird,

but I was thinking it would've
been nice to meet Carlee,

the real Carlee byrne.

- Yeah, I know.

I've been thinking
about that, too.

Mm, well, she was my daughter.

- Oh, babe.

- Well, I think something good
came out of this.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

It makes me appreciate you
all even more.

- Love you.