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- John?

John!

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John.

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(camera snaps)
(camera whirs)

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- Gracie! Breakfast!

Breakfast is in the toaster.

Morning, sweetheart.
- Morning.

(toaster clacks)
It's cold.

- The toaster must
be broken again.

Throw it in the microwave.

- Mom's secret recipe?

- Morning, morning.

- [Both] Morning.

- [Denise] The green
tie. What's the occasion?

- I got a meeting today
with the attorneys

about the new acquisition,

and I want to look intimidating.

But I can't get this
thing to hold a knot.

You want to help me
with this, please?

- Sorry, I got to get this
email out this morning.

- We're out of milk.

- Maybe there are
some granola bars.

- You know what?

I'll just get
something from the caf.

- Did you get the name of
that party planner from Tom?

- Yeah, he sent me an email.
Said it was Stacey something.

- Stacey Davis.

- That's it.

Said she's great.

- She's the best.

That's why she's booked
until the end of the year.

Everyone I've talked
to is either booked,

retired, or on vacation.

And one of them had a
Yelp review that said

that she was "the Jenna
Maroney of party planners."

- What does that even mean?

- I don't know. And I
don't want to find out.

(Josh chuckles)

I do need to find
someone today though,

or else your sister is gonna
throw our relaunch party

with her usual savoir faire.

- Oh, you know, people like a
beer keg and Beanie Weenies.

- Not billionaires like
Peter Mason, sweetheart.

(hand knocking)

- Hey.
- Hey, good morning.

How are you doing,
Miss A, Mr. A?

- Hey.
- Hey, Corey.

Good morning.

- Can Corey and I study at the
Coffee Grinder after school?

- Yes, but be home
for dinner, okay?

- [Josh] Knock them dead, kiddo.

Mwah.

- Come on.

(Denise sighs)

(gentle music)

(water splashing)

(keyboard clicking)

(hand knocking)

- Oh, you're a lifesaver.

How did you know?

- Josh called on
his way to work.

Said you had kind
of a hectic morning.

- Yeah, and the Titanic
kind of hit a fender bender

on the way to the UK.

(Ashley chuckles)

What did he call about?

- Oh, he's just
looking for the perfect

congratulations gift for
you for the relaunch.

I told him spa weekend
with your sister-in-law,

best friend, business
partner, AKA me.

- I haven't even thought
about what I'm doing next week

with everything going on.

- Oh, you mean
relaunching the app

and try to save our company
from imminent collapse?

- I am.

I thought an app
connecting tutors

and students remotely
was a great idea.

Socially conscious,
bringing people together...

- And now?

- And now, I'm wondering
if I should've just stuck

with writing code for
someone else's mobile game.

- You don't mean that.

Once we launched
the new interface,

it's gonna be smooth sailing.

- Or, you know, at least back
to the old familiar hurricane.

(Ashley laughs)

- So I've been
thinking about it,

maybe we don't need a big party
the night of the relaunch.

- We're not doing a keg
and Beanie Weenies, Ashley.

Peter Mason is coming.

- I know that, Denise.

I'm just saying, if we keep
it small, I can plan it.

- And who's gonna
help with that?

I'm swamped with the relaunch,

and Josh is at work working
on this new acquisition.

- Most of my work
is already done.

I can keep it classy.

You were at my
wedding reception.

Nary a Beanie Weenie in sight.

- And neither were
you for most of it.

- 'Cause it was a lame party.

But it was classy as hell.

You know it was.

- I guess we don't have
a choice at this point.

- Yes! Okay, I'll
handle all of it.

You don't have to do a thing.

You won't regret this.

- Somehow, I already do.

(gentle music)

- You know, I don't
think my mom's been

to the grocery store
in like a month.

- Still pretty
swamped at work, huh?

- Yeah, they relaunch
the app next week.

- I kinda like
the old interface.

It was good for meeting chicks.

- You know, we've been going

to school together
for two years.

If you wanted to meet me,

you just could've
walked across the quad.

- It's too easy.

Besides, it's kinda hot
dating my math tutor.

- Well, I hope Rutledge
University likes

your math tutor
as much as you do.

- Still no word?

Hey.

They're gonna want you.

- What if they don't?

My parents met at Rutledge.

It's all they ever talk about.

What if I don't get in?

- Baby, then we'll
change our names,

learn Spanish,
elope to Costa Rica,

have eight kids, and
live on the beach.

- Should I be
disturbed that you have

such a specific plan for us?

- I've been thinking
about this a long time.

I was never gonna
get into Rutledge.

But nothing's gonna keep
you from getting in.

They'd have to tie you up
and try to drag you away

just to keep you from getting
in, and you'd still make it.

- You're the best.

(Grace chuckles)

(tires screeching)
(car thuds)

- Oh, for Christ's sake.

(Denise sighs)

- I'm so sorry.

I was texting and driving.

(Denise sighs)

- I can't even be mad at it
because, technically, so was I.

- Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

And honestly, this
looks fine too.

- Are you sure?

- No.

But if my car explodes
on the way home,

I'll know who to blame.

- Well, here's my card, in
case you want to keep in touch.

Molly Cole, Premiere
Party Planning.

What?
(Denise chuckles)

- You're a party planner?

- Well, I just moved into town.

- That explains it.

Denise Allen.

I am in desperate need
of a party planner.

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

We're having a big
event at my work,

and we're really up
against it right now.

- A last minute soiree.

That's my specialty.

Tell me more about it.

- It's with our
biggest investors.

Peter Mason is gonna be there.

- The Peter Mason?

And you don't know
if I'm up for it.

Well, here's my website so
you can see some of my work.

And this is the number
for my last client.

I did a corporate
retreat for 300 people.

- I'll be in touch tonight.

- I look forward to
hearing from you.

- Thank you so much for
introducing yourself.

(cellphone beeps)

(tone rings)

- [Woman] Hello?

- Hi, I'm sorry to bother
you, my name's Denise Allen.

I'm calling about Molly Cole?

- [Woman] Oh, Molly.
How can I help?

- Well, I'm looking to
hire a party planner,

and she said she did
an event for you.

- Oh, yes, our
corporate retreat.

I'd give her a kidney
if she asked for it.

(Denise chuckles)

The party was beautiful.

Perfect, really.

She completely saved us.

- Huh.

Great. Well, thank you
so much for your help.

I'll give her a call.

- Please send her my love.

Cheers.

(cellphone beeps)

(tone rings)

Hi. This is Molly.

- Hi, Molly.

Do you remember
me? Denise Allen?

I told you, it's not like that.

(Ashley chuckles)

- And I told you, just
saying "it's not like that"

doesn't mean it isn't
exactly like that.

You hired a party planner,

for my party, that I'm planning.

- As I told her,
and I'm telling you,

I would love for the two of
you to work on it together.

- Okay.

After you.

(bell jingling)

(ominous music)

Wow. Clearly, this office
is brimming with clients.

(Ashley chuckles)

- I work by appointment only.

It helps my clients
achieve their vision

if they're not distracted.

- Good idea.

- Well, thank you so
much for seeing us.

Molly, this is Ashley, our
chief creative officer.

Ashley, Molly.

- Hi.

- I'm looking forward
to working with you.

I'm a much better party
planner than I am a driver.

(Denise laughs)
(Molly laughs)

- What?

- I'll fill you in later.

(Denise chuckles)

- Ladies, come have a seat.

- Thank you.

- Ashley, why don't
you take Molly

through what we've
been working on?

- Okay.

Well, we don't
have a lot of time,

so I thought we
should keep it simple.

We can have the
party in the office.

I was thinking we'd
grab appetizers

from the restaurant
in our building,

and then set it up buffet style.

Boom, we're good to go.

- I was thinking something
more sophisticated.

- Well, I wouldn't say
it's unsophisticated.

- Well, what did
you have in mind?

- Well, I'd have
to see the space.

But I was thinking champagne,
DJ, passed hors d'oeuvres,

maybe a signature cocktail.

Something elegant.

- We only have a week.

- That's plenty of time.

I can come by tomorrow and
get acquainted with the space.

- Oh, I...

Great.

- That all sounds perfect.

- I'll get started.

- Thank you, Molly.

Get in touch with Ashley
if you have any questions.

- I will.

Have a nice day, ladies.

(bell jingling)

(door closes)

- Did you pack?

- Yep.

Heading out first
thing tomorrow morning,

so I'll be back in
time for the party.

Which brings up...

I talked to my sister today,

and apparently you've shattered
all her hopes and dreams?

- I might have slightly
chipped at one of them.

- Well, you know Ashley.
It'll all blow over.

- I hope so.

With everything going on,

I can't afford to
have any distractions.

(Grace shrieks)

What was that?

- Oh, my gosh.

(Grace shrieks)

- What?
- I got an interview.

I got an interview at Rutledge.

- [Denise] Congratulations,
sweetheart.

- Almost gave us a heart attack.

- I have to call Corey.

(both chuckling)

Corey?

Guess who's interviewing
at Rutledge.

- Liam, please make a
note on my calendar,

Grace has her Rutledge
interview, Wednesday at four.

- She got her interview.

Good!

Oh, there was one more thing

that I wanted to
talk to you about.

- Yeah. Come to my office.

She's very excited.

And very nervous.

- And very smart.
She's gonna do great.

Peter Mason's office called.

They want me to
remind you that he has

a severe peanut allergy, so no
peanut products at the party.

- Got it.

Was there something else?

- I was wondering if
you gave any thought

to the discussion
we had last week.

- I have.

Take a seat.

Liam, you have been
doing great work.

But there's just no money

in the budget right
now for a raise.

And with the relaunch,
everyone is on overtime,

and revenues are down.

- I understand.

I'm just trying to
keep up with the bills,

and student loans
have increased.

- Again?

- Yeah.

I'm sorry, I love
working for you,

but I may have to find
another job that pays better.

- Oh, man.

Look, I'll tell you what,

stick it out with me
till next quarter.

If the relaunch goes well,
we'll be back on track,

and I'll make sure you get
paid what you're worth.

- I don't want to
leave you high and dry

with what's going on right now,

so I'll stick it out with you.

- Thank you, Liam.

I promise I'll do my best

to make sure that you're
glad that you did.

- Thank you. And
your 9:30 is here.

- Oh. Okay.

You're early.

- I was just looking around.

Quite an impressive
operation you have here.

- Yeah, well, it keeps us busy.

(Denise chuckles)

(Molly gasps)

- Oh.

Is this your daughter?

- Grace.

She's 17.

- She is beautiful.

- Smart as a whip too.

She has an interview with
Rutledge on Wednesday.

- That's a good school.

- Yeah, it's been her
dream since she was little.

Her father and I
met there, actually.

- [Molly] A family tradition.

(Molly chuckles)

- Come, let me show
you to Ashley's office.

She's gonna be
giving you the tour.

- Actually, do
you have a minute?

- Sure. What's up?

- I hope I'm wrong.

But I thought I noticed
some tension with Ashley

in my office the other day.

- Yeah.

She had a little
bit of hesitation

about bringing on
a party planner.

I think she was hurt
by it, actually.

It's just...

- I get it.

You're stuck between
hurting her feelings

and impressing a billionaire.

- Mm-hm.

- Tell you what, why don't
you let me handle Ashley?

- She's a lot to handle.

- You want a lot to handle?

Try planning back-to-back
weddings for twin bridezillas

who are trying to
one-up each other.

(Molly chuckles)

Trust me, I've been
doing this my whole life.

I used to plan surprise
birthday parties

for my friends when I was a kid.

This is what I do.

- Oh, man, I used to
love surprise parties

when I was little.

Now, surprises are
usually bad news.

(Molly laughs)

Speaking of the party, I
emailed you the guest list.

And I was able to get in touch

with most of them to
give them a heads up,

but there were still a few
that I couldn't get ahold of.

- Mm.

- And we just got a call

that our guest of honor has
a severe peanut allergy.

- Mm.

No peanuts in the catering.

Got it.

- Oh, Molly.

I need to get your W-9
so we can get you paid.

- I'll make sure
I send that over.

- Thank you.

- Molly.

Molly.

- There you are.

I thought I missed you.

- I've been here since six.

Been looking for you.

- Well, I had to check in
with Denise on a few things.

- I thought she said
to check in with me.

- That's why I'm here.

These are a few
of the restaurants

I thought you might
like for catering.

Thought you might
want to take a look.

Just set up a tasting for
us in the next day or two

and shoot me a text
letting me know.

- Don't worry.

I won't forget to include you.

That would be rude.

Is there anything else?

- No, that's it.

- Come on. I'll give you a tour.

(crickets chirping)

- [Corey] Thank you.

- Hey.

What are you guys doing?

- Well, I heard someone keeps
forgetting to get groceries.

- Not again.

- So I picked up a few things,

and decided to stay
and make dinner.

- Oh. Thank you, Ashley.

Love you.
- Grab a seat, Miss A.

Dinner's ready.

- Don't mind if I do.

Did you hear back from Jon
or Amber about the party?

- Mm-mm.

- I haven't heard back
from any of the old gang.

- "Old gang"?

- I have friends,
I'll have you know.

When I wasn't working
24 hours a day,

I would see them sometimes.

- So 2006?

(hand taps)

(Ashley laughs)

- I don't know, it's
just so strange.

It's not like them not
to get back in touch.

You think something's going on?

- Maybe they jetted
off on another one

of their impromptu Euro
trips for their anniversary.

- Maybe.

Did you connect with Molly?

- I did.

Thanks letting me know
she was there, by the way.

- She just dropped in on me.

- Like an anvil.

Have you met this woman, Grace?

- No.
- Picture a Disney villain.

(Ashley groans)
(Grace laughs)

(Ashley laughs)

- Speaking of the party,
how are the plans coming?

- Good.

We did the walkthrough today,

and I called and placed the
food order this afternoon.

Tasting Monday, four o'clock.

And I invited Peter.

- Oh, good.

- Yeah, he's in the office
for a meeting with finance,

I figured we might as well
feed him while he's there.

- Mm.

And did you talk to Molly?

- Of course.

- You did?

- No.

- Oh, goodness.

- La Passade, food
tasting at our office,

Monday, four o'clock.

Should I also let her
know to go to hell?

- Ashley...

- You're right, she'll find
her way home on her own.

Let's eat.

(ominous music)

- Hi, this is Ashley Allen.

Yes, I have a tasting on Monday.

That's the one.

I'm so sorry, I just wanted
to double check my order,

could you read it back to me?

Is it too late to
make one change?

Great.

(elegant music)

- Hello, Peter.

- Hello, ladies.

- Thank you so much
for joining us today.

So we're just waiting
for QA to sign off,

and then we're on
track for the relaunch

by the end of the week.

- Our programmers
have been working

around the clock for
the last three months.

- Well, it certainly looks like

you've been spending
my seven million well.

I have to say, I am impressed.

How is the new
interface looking?

- If I'm being completely
honest, it's brilliant.

Simple, sleek, sexy.

It's gonna put us right
back on the growth track.

- Simple, sleek, and
sexy. Happy to hear it.

I hope you manage to turn
things around here, ladies.

I really do.

- Absolutely.

We are confident that
this new interface

will put Pupil in the top 10.

- I look forward to seeing it.

- They're ready for
you upstairs now.

- Thank you, Liam. Shall we?

- After you, ladies.

(gentle music)

It looks like
we're just in time.

- Molly, this is Peter Mason.

Peter, Molly Cole,
our party planner.

- How do you do?

- It's an honor to meet you.

- Thank you so much.

- I'm a huge fan of
your philanthropic work

with arts education.

- Thank you.

The arts and humanities remind
us what it means to be human,

which is easy to forget
in this day of tech.

We become so obsessed
with what we can achieve,

we forget to consider
what we should achieve

or what we're here to achieve.

I should write that down.

(both laughing)

- I guess I'm lucky
to be a party planner.

I don't have to think
too hard about that.

- Just something for
everyone to think about

because "beauty will
save the world."

- Dostoevsky.

- Very good.

- I could've benefited
from a little more beauty

when I was in school.

- Well, there's no shortage now.

- We should probably get started
before the food gets cold.

- Thank you for indulging my
dime-store philosophizing.

The floor is yours.

- Thank you.

Well, speaking of beautiful,

this menu looks
absolutely amazing.

First up, we have the
cocoa-rubbed rib eye bites

with sun-dried tomato butter.

- Mm. That's good.

- Good?

I want to marry it.

(Molly chuckles)

Here, have another.

- Next up, we have the
orange glazed chicken skewers

with fresh rosemary and tomato.

- I've never had
anything like it.

- It's unique, isn't it?
- Mm-hm.

- Tastes a little
funny all of a sudden.

- Oh, that's just the seasoning.

- Seasoning? Okay.

- [Ashley] And my favorite is
the green apple cheddar tarts.

- Another home run.

- [Denise] It possible
to do modifications,

or is the menu the menu?

- [Ashley] They seemed flexible.

We should let them know
today if we want to make

any changes so they
could place orders

to their suppliers.
(Peter wheezing)

- Peter?
- We can swap it out for-

(Peter coughing)

- Peter...

(body thuds)

(Peter coughing)

He's having an
allergic reaction.

What's in this food?
- Nothing!

I just ordered off the menu!

- I need an
ambulance, right away,

to 4200 Belmont, eighth floor.

(siren wailing)
(water splashing)

- How is he?

- He's stable.

(Ashley sighs)

They're gonna
release him tomorrow.

Did you tell the restaurant
about his peanut allergy?

- How could I? I didn't know.

What?
(Molly sighs)

- Ashley, I told you about it.

- What are you talking about?

You never said anything.

- The day we did
the walkthrough?

I read you the note.

And you put it in your binder.

- What note?

I never saw any note.

- Listen, this is my fault.

I should've reminded you again-

- Molly, you can go.

- Denise, I-
- Thank you.

(Molly sighs)

- I swear, I never saw the note.

- Oh, okay.

So I'm supposed to tell
our biggest investor

that we didn't almost kill him?

- Denise-
- Stop.

- I'm telling you, I
didn't see the note!

- Ashley, stop.

Enough.

I'm so tired of
listening to you explain

how nothing is ever your fault.

- What are you talking about?

- The new interface
was your idea.

We had a popular app,
sales were growing,

but you couldn't leave
well enough alone.

Your new design tanks,

and it's everybody
else's fault but yours.

- That's not fair, Denise.

- You think that's not fair?

We could be having
this conversation

at the morgue right now, Ashley.

Forget about our business,

your screw-up could've
cost someone his life.

- Guess we know what
kind of day she's having.

- Well, things have been kind
of tense around here lately.

What happened?
- Oh, there was a mix-up

with the catering.

Must've triggered
an allergy attack.

He's recovering.

- Well, I hope he
doesn't pull his funding.

- I love that shirt.

- Thank you.

- Hey, can I get on Denise's
calendar for early next week?

- I'll trade you.

- Trade me?

- I'll get you on
Denise's calendar if
you give me your W-9.

- I forgot to send it again.

- Mm-hm.

Let me print it for you.

- Great.

Working on some scheduling?

- Looks like we have a
half-hour on Monday at 2:30.

- It looks like we do.

It's all yours.

- Thank you so much.

- W-9? Accounting is all
in my grill about it.

Looks like everything
is filled out,

except for your employee
identification number.

- Pen?

Thank you.

Hi, I'm so embarrassed
to be doing this,

but I have an interview
at Wednesday at 3:30 p.m.,

and I forgot the name
of my interviewer.

Yes, I'm Grace Allen.

Anna Carr?

Great.

Hey, Anna.

- Hi.

(bag thuds)

(body thuds)

- I know I'm supposed to say

I know exactly
what I want to do,

and exactly how I'm
going to get there,

but the truth is, I don't
have everything figured out.

But I know that I want to
figure it out at Rutledge.

How was that?

- Perfect.

You're gonna kill
this interview.

- You're about to
eat it for dinner.

Let's go.
(Grace chuckles)

- Do you have your suit?

- Yup. I picked it up from
the dry cleaner's today.

Can I borrow your black pumps?

- Of course.

- Oh, and Corey's gonna
take me to the interview.

- Oh. Do you know
how to get there?

It's a little tricky on campus.

- Actually, she called and
moved it to the Coffee Grinder.

I guess their office is
closed for electrical work.

- What?

What's wrong?

- I didn't ask, Mom.

- You ready?

- [Grace] I think so.

- Actually, there's
one more thing.

- What?

(Grace chuckles)

(gentle music)

Mom...

It's beautiful.

- My mom gave it to me when
I graduated high school.

I know it's a little early,

but I thought you could use

a good luck charm
for your interview.

- I love it.
(Denise chuckles)

- Okay.

Now, you're ready.

(Denise chuckles)

- Really, really
want to get in, Mom.

- Sweetie, I know.
You've worked so hard.

And your dad and
I are very proud.

- What if they don't like me?

- How could they not?

- Come on, babe.

You don't want to be late.

- I'll pick you up at five.

- [Grace] Thanks, Mom.

(ominous music)

- Grace?

- Hi.

- Anna Carr.

So nice to meet you.

So tell me what makes you think

you'd be a good
fit for Rutledge.

- Well, I spent the past
year as a volunteer,

tutoring through my mom's app.

- That sounds very fulfilling.

- It's a chance to help kids

who might not be able
to afford a tutor,

and to spend some time helping
my mom with beta testing.

- Is that what you want to do?

Something like your mom?

- Mm-hm. I'm definitely
interested in programming.

But I'm not completely sure.

I guess most of my
classmates would say

they know exactly
what they want to do,

and how they're going to do it,

but, the truth is, I don't
have everything figured out.

But I know that I want to
figure it out at Rutledge.

- Well...

3.8 GPA.

Good test scores.

Lots of extracurriculars.

- I couldn't decide
between yearbook

and newspaper this
year, so I did both.

- Well, on paper, you seem
like an ideal fit for Rutledge.

Mm-hm.

So I don't really know

what's happening here
in your interview.

- I'm sorry, I don't understand-

- So you spent a few hours
a week working with kids

who can't get a real tutor?

You think that makes
you interesting?

- I don't-

- You don't know
what you want to do.

You don't know who
you want to be.

What, you're expecting us
to figure that out for you?

- No, I-

- Rutledge recruits from the
best schools in the country.

What makes you think you
belong there with them?

I don't really see you
as Rutledge material.

There are a lot of good schools

that might be a better fit
for your qualifications.

Have you looked at State?

Well, best of luck
wherever you end up.

- Thank you.

- Hey, sweetheart.

So how did it go?

- Good. Really good.

- What did they ask you?

Did they tell you
when you'd find out?

- Mom, I'm super tired.

Can we just go home?

- Of course. Let's go.

(gentle music)

(hand knocking)

Oh, hey.
- Hey.

Just checking in today
after everything.

- "Everything" has been
stuck in her office

for the past few days.

It's my fault. I
went off on her.

- You had good
reason to be upset.

It could've been so much worse.

- I know, that's what
I keep telling Ashley.

It just frustrates me

that she won't accept
responsibility for anything.

She nearly killed a guy,

and she wants to blame
it on the caterer.

I really need to talk to her

before we give the
presentation at the party.

- That's actually the
real reason I came by.

I wonder if it might be best
if Ashley skipped the party.

- What? She can't
skip the party.

She's been working on this
new interface for months.

- Look at the big
picture here, Denise.

You want to keep the focus
on the new interface,

not the drama in the office.

- Where is this
coming from, Molly?

Did Ashley say something to you?

- I don't want to
breach any confidences.

But try to see it
from her perspective.

If you'd made a
mistake like this,

would you want to stand up
there, in front of everyone,

next to the man
you almost killed?

- I mean, I guess I could
give the presentation myself,

but it just feels so wrong

'cause so much of
this is her work.

- Trust me, it's
better this way.

- Should I talk to her?

- Why don't you
let me handle it?

I think some feelings are
still a little tender.

Talk to her after the party,

once you're both done with
the stress of the launch.

- Okay.

That's a good idea.

- I'll come by tomorrow and
we can get started setting up.

- Great.

Thank you, Molly. I don't know
what I would do without you.

- You'll never need to find out.

(ominous music)

I hear you got in trouble.

- It's not a joke, Molly.

Peter could've died.

Thanks for the restaurant
recommendation.

- About that, I need you to
take a step back from the party.

- Um, no.

- It's not a request.

I'm telling you.

- That's funny,
I have some words

that I'd like to say to you too.

- I won't be needing
your help anymore.

- We'll see what Denise
has to say about it.

- Denise is the one who told me.

She doesn't want you
near the party planning.

She doesn't want
you near the party.

She doesn't want you.

Period.

- I don't believe you.

- Go ask her, if you want to
embarrass yourself further.

You think you can tank her app,

try to kill her
biggest investor,

and she's just going
to look the other way?

She's done with you.

- Fine.

If this stupid party
means that much to you,

you can have it.

- Mm, great.

I'll call the restaurant
and let them know

they'll be dealing
with me from now on.

(Molly chuckles)
(door opens)

(Molly sighs)

I love party planning.
(door closes)

(cellphone beeps)

- Hi, this is Ashley Allen.

I need to talk to someone
about my catering order.

Mm, no, no, in
person, immediately.

- [Liam] Hey.

- [Molly] Liam. Hi.

- I'll make this quick.

Well, there's a problem with

your employee
identification number.

It's not in the database.

- I must've written
it down wrong.

- Oh. No problem.

I just need you to
fill it out again.

- Oh. Actually, I
am running late-

- Molly, we need it
before the party.

(birds chirping)

- Interesting topic?

- I guess so.

Why?

- 'Cause you've been on that
same page for half an hour.

- What difference does it make?

- [Josh] Hey.

- Hey, Daddy.

- Hey, you made it.

- Yeah. In time for
the party, as promised.

(Denise chuckles)

Though I hear that we might
have to have a second party.

- [Denise] Oh!

Look at that.

- I heard the
interview went well.

Put it on!

- I have to go study.

(Denise sighs)

- Honey...

What was that about?

- I don't know.

She's been in a mood
since the interview.

She won't talk to me.

- Oh.

Well, maybe Ashley can try.

She always gets her to open up.

- Let's just give
her some space.

How did the trip go?

- Well, we closed the deal.

- No way!
- Yeah!

- Honey, that's great!

- We're gonna knock off
a little early tomorrow

and go to Hallihan's
to celebrate.

And you are coming.

- We got to set up for
the party tomorrow.

- Oh, right. Of course.

- But we'll celebrate.

I promise.
- Yeah, after the relaunch.

- Yeah.
- I know.

Okay, well, I'm gonna go unpack.

- Ashley, what brings you by?

- Just wanted to follow up on
our conversation from earlier.

- There's nothing to talk about.

- Oh, I think there is
something to talk about, Molly.

See, I'm going to the party.

And you, you're going to jail.

- Jail?

Now I know why you're the
chief creative officer.

You have quite the imagination.

- I went to the restaurant.

They told me the
strangest thing.

They don't use peanut oil.

Except that I made
a special request

when I called back
the night before.

You never told me about
Peter's allergy, Molly.

You called the restaurant, and
then tried to pin it on me.

- Why would I do that?

- That's what I
can't figure out.

But I don't have to.

I'll leave that to the police.

Just wanted to see that smug
look wiped off your face first.

- Ashley, wait!

You're right.

But it's not what you think.

Please, I know you're angry,
but there's more to the story.

- I'm sure the police
will be interested

to hear all about it.

- Please, there's something
I need to show you.

Just wait.

- Oh, my god.

Amber?

Oh, my god.

(Ashley gasping)

(cellphone clicking)

(cellphone buzzes)

(cellphone beeps)

(ominous music)

(cellphone clicking)

(Molly chuckles)

(cellphone chimes)

(cellphone clicking)

(cellphone chimes)

- I have a hard time with her

because she's just so
difficult and she...

- [Delivery Man]
Standard delivery, ma'am.

(pen scratching)

- Thank you.

The party supplies
have started to arrive.

- Perfect. I can't wait to
get finished setting up.

- I think we might
actually pull this off.

My husband and his colleagues
are meeting at Hallihan's,

so I wanted to surprise
him and catch the tail end.

We have hardly spent
any time together

the past couple of months.

I've been so busy working,
and he's been traveling.

So it's going to be tight.

- Well, I will let
you get back to it.

- Thanks, Molly.

- To the American
automobile industry.

(Josh laughs)

Woo-hoo!
- Woo.

- [Man] Woo!

- Woo!
- All right, guys,

that's it for me.

Great job.

Get home safe.

And you know what?

It's on me.

All right.
- You need a ride home, boss?

- No, I'll just order a car.

Good work.

(Josh chuckles)

(mellow music)

Be safe.

♪ Ooh, yeah ♪

Thank you.

- What are we celebrating?

- My team just closed
on a new acquisition.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- I'm buying this
man another round.

Two kamikazes.

- No, I really shouldn't.

Four is my limit, so...

- [Bartender] The lady insists.

(Josh chuckles)
(Molly chuckles)

- Come on. I'm visiting
from out of town.

Don't be inhospitable.

- Oh, then kamikaze it is.

- Make it a double.

- Whoa.

You're gonna get me in trouble.

- Do I look like the sort
of girl who gets in trouble?

- Do you really want
me to answer that?

- To trouble.

(glasses clinking)
- To trouble.

(drink splashes)

Ooh.
(Molly chuckles)

(Josh coughing)

I can't, really.

- Special occasion.

- [Josh] Jeez.

(Josh sighs)
- Come on.

You can't leave a girl alone
with two double kamikazes.

(Josh sighs)

(glasses clinking)

(drink splashes)

- Okay, (coughs) I'm
done for real this time.

(Josh coughs)

Burns.

So, (coughs) what
brings you to town?

- Just catching up
with some old friends.

- Sounds like fun.

- Oh, I think it's going to be.

- Well, looks like
it's time for me to...

Maybe I should hang out
here for a little bit more.

(Molly chuckles)
(Josh laughs)

Guess I'm not in
college anymore.

Oh, I should get a car.

(Josh sighs)

- You're in no condition
to drive a phone.

- Thank you.
(Molly chuckles)

- [Molly] What's your address?

- 1210 Chestnut.

- Nice neighborhood.

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

Should be here in a few minutes.

- Oh.

Thank you.

- Don't mention it.

I should go.

♪ Ooh ♪

Oh. Lint.

- Oh.
(Molly chuckles)

Thanks.

(perfume bottle sprays)

- Congratulations again.

- Thank you.

(upbeat blues music)

- From the lady again.

- You're kidding me.

- [Bartender] One for the road.

- No, it's for you.

(bartender chuckles)

(cellphone clicking)

(upbeat blues music)

- Josh?

I'm sorry I'm late.

Oh!

(Denise laughs)

Whoa!

Someone's having a good time.

(Josh groans)

Are you wearing cologne?

- What are you drinking?

Kamikazes!

(Josh chuckles)

- Josh, who were you
here with tonight?

- My team. They left already.

- What's on your collar?

- Lint?

- That's not lint,
that's lipstick.

Whose lipstick is
on your collar?

And whose perfume
were you bathing in?

- What are you
talking about, honey?

(cellphone chimes)

- [Denise] "I hope you don't
think I'm that kind of girl"?

"My place next time"?

- I don't know what that is.

(hands thudding)
Hey, hey!

Denise, what the hell?!

Denise! Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Wait, wait!
- You let go of me!

- All right. Hey, what
is wrong with you?

- That's why you've
been traveling so much?

Out of town flings?

- No, I've been
traveling for work!

- "Work," right.

I killed myself to
get here to celebrate

with you tonight.
- Oh, yeah, and I'm so honored

that you found 10 lousy minutes

of your time to be here, Denise.

Look around you.

The party is over.
You're two hours late.

- Don't turn this around on me.

- Yeah, you! Because
it's always about you.

You starting your app.
You tanking your app.

You relaunching your app.

Yeah, I've been there every
step of the way for you,

and you can't spare one hour

for one of the biggest
days of my career.

- Looks like you
don't need me anyway.

- Well, looks like
you don't need me

at your party either tomorrow.

- Forget it. You're not invited.

- Denise!

- Ready?

- Go.

(Denise sighs)
Success.

- And we'll have streamers
and balloons when we go live.

- And better yet,
it will be over.

This was a nightmare to
set up, so please make sure

no one messes it up tomorrow.
- Absolutely.

(Liam chuckles)

- Well, we better
get this back up.

- Is everything okay?

- Not really.

But I don't want
to talk about it.

- Well, if you
change your mind...

- Thanks, Liam.

Why don't you take off?

- You sure?

I did want to get a couple
more hours in driving tonight.

- I'm so sorry you had
to take a side hustle.

- It is what it is.

At least I get to see very
interesting, very drunk people.

(both laughing)

- Oh!

I promise, when this takes off,
we'll talk about your raise.

- Thank you, Denise.

- No, thank you.

Okay. Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

(gentle music)

(crickets chirping)

(keyboard clicking)

(Denise sighs)

(ominous music)

(Denise sighs)

(Denise sighs)

(switch clicks)
(coffee splashing)

(table thuds)
(shoe scrapes)

- Hello?

Hello?

Who's there?

- Denise.
(Denise yelps)

- Liam. I thought
you left already.

- Forgot my Thermos.

You want me to walk you down?

- I was gonna do some
more work, but...

Yeah, let me get my bag.

- Okay.

Did you want me
to set the alarm?

- No, they're coming
to set up tomorrow.

I don't want anyone to
accidentally set it off.

- Okay.

(Molly sighs)

(drawer rattling)

(letter opener rasps)

(Molly chuckles)

(lock clicking)
(lock clacks)

(drawer closes)

(papers ripping)

(Molly screams)

(keyboard clicking)

- So you ready to talk?

- I have nothing to say to you.

- [Josh] Denise...

- And there's nothing I
want to hear from you.

- This is ridiculous.

- Don't start a fight right
now. I don't want Grace to know.

- Good morning.

- [Denise] Morning, sweetheart.

- Are you excited about tonight?

Daddy, what time are we leaving?

- Your dad's not coming.

- Something came up at work.

- Dad, this is Mom's big night.

You can't just miss it.

- It's fine.
(keyboard clicking)

Come on, I'll drive
you to school.

- But I haven't
had breakfast yet.

- Pick you up
something on the way.

- Okay...

Just let me grab my backpack.

- Tell her I'm in the car.

- Denise.

- I want you gone by
the time I get home.

(hand slaps)

- I need you to make sure

that the catering is
a hundred percent.

- Yeah, no problem.
- Okay.

Thank you.

(ominous music)

- Molly.

Molly.

- Liam.

I have to go check on the music.

- [Liam] I still don't
have your paperwork.

- I emailed it to you.

- No, you didn't.

Here, I have the
form on my desk.

(Molly sighs)

It was just here.

Look, I need the form today,

or else I'm gonna have
to let accounting know.

- Liam, I have to
do the sound check.

Check your email again.

(Molly sighs)

So, what do you think?

- What's that?

Oh.

It looks great.

Perfect.

I'm sorry, I just want this
all to be over with already.

- Is everything all right?

- No, not really.

Ashley's not
answering her phone.

And she left me a voicemail,
but I can't get ahold of her.

- [Molly] When was this?

- Two days ago.

Sounded important, but I
haven't heard from her since.

And as far as I know,
no one else has either.

- Well, she was pretty upset.

Maybe she just needs some space.

She'll come back around.

Listen, I have to do my W-9.

- Oh, Liam said
something about that.

He said it would be on his desk.

- Oh.

Would you mind?

Because I really need
to get this done,

and I don't want to
dig through his things.

- Of course.

He said it would be on his desk.

Huh, that's strange,

he said it would be
right here on his desk.

- Maybe it fell on the floor.

- Oh.

Maybe.

(Denise sighs)

When Liam gets into the office,

have him come to my
office immediately.

- [Man] Okay. I'll let him know.

- Molly, excuse me.

(Denise sighs)

(keyboard clicking)

(Denise sighs)

(hand knocking)
- Was that Molly?

- Come in, Liam. Close the door.

- I'm having trouble trying
to get her paperwork from her.

I think something's wrong.

- So do I.

- What is this?

- It's our corporate
card statement,

with thousands of dollars in
cash advances from last night.

- What?

- Did you think I wouldn't
find out about this?

- Wait, you think I had
something to do with this?

- Maybe you want to tell
me what you were doing

with the card that
was locked in my desk.

- Denise, I didn't
take your card.

- Liam, I found it, in
your bag, under your desk.

- What were you doing in my bag?

- Don't try to turn this around.

You were stealing from us.

I knew you needed money,

but I didn't think you would
do something like this.

- Denise, I didn't
take your card.

- You're fired.

- Denise!
- You're fired.

Pack up your things.

Just be grateful that I
didn't call the police.

- Denise. Is
everything all right?

- No. Everything's
not all right.

But I don't have time to
worry about it right now.

I got to go home and get changed

and I have to pick up Gracie.

- Your daughter?

Why?
- She's coming to the party.

- Do you really want to put
your daughter through that?

Four hours of canapes
and small talk?

- She's excited about
it, or at least she was.

She's been in a mood since her
college interview last week.

- Maybe she just needs a
little time to herself.

- Well, she's spent the
past few days in her room

with nothing but
time to herself.

I'm hoping that this
will get her out

of her head for a few hours.

- Still...

(cellphone buzzes)
- Oh, it's her.

I'll see you tonight.
Hi, sweetheart.

I'm coming.

(Molly sighs)

- Wait, so there's gonna be
a billionaire at the party?

- Yeah. Peter Mason.

He was on the ground floor

of like six social
media companies.

- Wow.

So, what, you gonna
follow in his footsteps?

- Can't even get into Rutledge,

I am not gonna be a billionaire.

- Did you tell your parents yet?

- I don't know how to.

- Grace, it's one school.

- It's not just one school,
Corey, it's Rutledge.

You wouldn't understand.

You're taking over
your dad's business,

you don't even want
to go to college.

- Wow.

- You know that's
not what I meant.

Look, I'm sorry, can we just...

Can we not talk
about this right now?

I don't want to ruin tonight.

- [Denise] Gracie?
Are you guys ready?

- Be right out!

- Come here.

Whatever happens,
you're gonna be fine.

- Promise?

- I promise.

- You liar!

(Grace chuckles)

- You look nice.

- What are you doing in here?

- I'm not leaving until
we've had a chance to talk.

Why don't I just
come to the party?

- Josh, I'm at my limit
right now, I can't do this.

(somber music)

- Honey...

Denise, just talk to me.

- You look amazing, babe.
- Oh, you're so sweet.

I'm so excited.

- Denise, just
wait. Wait a minute.

Please.

- Grace, you look beautiful.

- Oh, thanks! So do you.

- Here, let me grab a photo
of the family, you guys.

- No, Corey, that's fine.

- What are you saying?

We have to remember this!

Come on.

- All right, squeeze in a
little tighter, you guys.

Or this is fine.

(camera snaps)

Got it.

- Dad, are you sure
you can't come?

- Next time, beautiful, okay?

- We'd better get going.

- Okay.

- Have fun, guys.

(upbeat music)

(people cheering)

- Oh, wow.

Should relaunch the
app more often, Miss A.

- Never again, Corey.

(Denise chuckles)
- Or never again.

- This is great, Mom.

I'm so proud of you.

- Thank you, sweetheart.

- Are those the hors d'oeuvres?

(Denise chuckles)

- Go enjoy yourselves.

(Denise sighs)

- So he said, "But I was
just reading the book."

I said, "Well, they're
here somewhere."

He said, "Yeah, and
I'm looking all over."

And they were right on
his head the whole time.

Yeah, it was funny
if you were there.

- Peter, it is so
good to see you again.

- I guess that wasn't a given

the last time I left
your office, huh?

- I promise there
is not a peanut

within a thousand
feet of this building.

(Peter laughs)

- I think I'll stick
to champagne this
time, just in case.

- Again, we are so sorry.

- Yes, so I gathered
from the forest

of flowers in my hospital room.

Which reminds me,
where is Ashley?

I want to thank her.

It looked like the
Rose Bowl in there,

there were so many flowers.

- Ashley's not here yet.

- Here she comes.

- Oh, Molly.

Peter, you remember Molly.

She planned this shindig.

- Of course I do.

I apologize for my abrupt
exit the last time we met.

- We're all just so
glad you're okay.

If Ashley were coming-

- Ashley isn't coming?

- Oh, Ashley decided to
take a few steps back

to focus on the launch after
everything that happened.

- I thought you two were a team.

- Oh, we are. This
is both our work.

- Well, then why is
only one of you here?

I have to say, it's
concerning to hear

there's division in
the company leadership

at a crucial time like this.

- There's no division.

We're stronger than ever.

- I hope so.

You two need each other.

- Yeah, agreed.

Peter, Molly, I would
love to introduce you

to my daughter Grace.

- Sure.
- Oh, hi.

- Oh, I'd love that.

I just need to check
on the catering.

I'll find you in a few minutes?

- Shall we?
- Sure, why not?

(Denise chuckles)

- So my daughter Grace
is going to Rutledge.

- Mm-hm.
- Maybe.

Peter, please meet
my daughter Grace,

and her boyfriend Corey.

- [Both] Hi.

- It's a pleasure to meet you.

I heard you had an meeting
with my alma mater.

- Peter went to Rutledge.

- I can call and put in a good
word for you, if you'd like.

- Oh. No, that's okay.

- Rutledge has some of the best

technical programs
in the country,

but make sure you don't neglect

your liberal arts program, okay?

- I-
- Why don't I set up a meeting

for her with Dr. Nicolosi?

He's an old mentor of mine.

He's a professor emeritus.

I'm sure he'd be happy
to talk with you.

- I can't.

Excuse me.
- Grace.

- Ooh.

I gather I said something wrong.

- I am so sorry, Peter,
I'll be right back.

- A little advice, as a
father of six, go easy on her.

College admissions are hell.

- Thank you.

- [Peter] You bet.

- Have you tried
the chicken skewers?

- They do not agree with me.

Thanks.

- Grace-
- Mom, please.

- What's going on?

Talk to me.

- Not here.

- Yes, here.

You just embarrassed me in
front of my biggest investor.

- I'm sorry I messed up
your work party, okay?

- I'm worried about you.

Please talk to me.

- [Grace] Mom, don't.

- Are you nervous
about Rutledge?

You're gonna do great there.

- I didn't get into Rutledge!

They said I wasn't
the right fit.

I wasn't interesting.

I didn't get in.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Why do you think?

I'm humiliated.

You and Dad got in, you've
talked about sending me there

ever since I was born.

- I don't care where you
go to school, sweetheart.

- Well, I do.

(ominous music)

(Grace sighs)

Great.

(Grace sighs)

Of course.

(door squeaks)

- [Molly] Excuse me.

(door closes)

- I just wanted to take a moment

to thank everyone
for coming tonight.

And I want to especially thank

my friends and family
for their support.

As we take this
next step forward,

I want to say thank
you to Peter Mason.

This would never be possible

without your boundless
encouragement and support-

- And my seven million.

(group laughing)

- We've learned a lot of
hard lessons this year.

But I am so proud to say

that we were able to
incorporate those lessons

into a new design that is
clean, simple, intuitive,

and, dare I say, sexy.

(group laughing)

I am so excited to show
you the new interface.

Without further ado, please
join me in the countdown.

- [Group] 10.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

(woman screaming)

(Grace gasps)

- [Grace] Oh, my gosh.

- Ashley?

Ashley.

Oh, my god.

Oh, god.
- Someone call an ambulance!

- Oh, my god.

Oh, god. Oh, my god.

Oh, god.

- I need an ambulance downtown.

Hawthorne building.

- Gracie, why don't
you go to sleep?

- Are you sure? I can stay.

- There'll be a
lot to do tomorrow.

Get some rest.

- Okay.

(somber music)

- I'm so sorry, Daddy.

Goodnight.

- Oh, my god.

(Josh sighs)

So did you know?

- Know?

- That she was
gonna hurt herself.

- No.

- I mean, she didn't
say anything...

This thing just doesn't
come out of nowhere.

- Sorry, Josh. She
didn't say anything.

- You didn't notice that she
didn't show up to the party?

- She wasn't gonna
come to the party.

(Denise sighs)

We had gotten in a fight,
and we hadn't talked.

- So you disinvited
her to her own party.

- No, it wasn't like that.

- No? Well, it was like
with me, wasn't it?

- No.

Can we not get into
this right now?

- No, no, let's not
get into it now.

Let's just not talk for
a couple days first.

- Josh, that's not fair.

- Okay, why don't you tell
me what's fair, Denise?

Was it fair when Ashley
was at rock bottom,

her brother was out of town,

her best friend
wasn't talking to her?

Is that fair?

- Josh...

- You know what? Congratulations
on the interface, Denise.

You know, I hope
it was worth it.

(hand knocking)

- Molly.

- Denise, I'm so sorry.

Can I come in?

- It's not really a
good time right now.

- Your husband and
your daughter...

- They're in bed.

- How is everyone?

- How you would expect.

- Denise, what happened?

What did the police say?

(Denise sighs)

- They think it was a suicide.

I don't know.

I don't get it.

I've known Ashley
my entire life,

and she'd never do
something like this.

- Sometimes, people
get desperate.

Ashley was so stressed lately.

And you told me that the
app was a complete disaster.

- I mean, but to
wait right before

things were gonna turn around?

We killed ourselves
with that new interface.

I mean, all I'm saying
is I don't get it.

Right before things
were about to take off?

- Maybe it wasn't a work issue.

- What do you mean?

- I mean, you basically
told her she was a screw-up

and you didn't want to
see her around anymore.

- I didn't say that.

- Well, that's how she took it.

- What did you say to her?

- Only what we agreed to.

I don't think it went very well.

- And you didn't think that was

an important thing
to mention to me?

- Denise, I'm so sorry,

I didn't think she'd
react like that.

I didn't want to
ruin your party-

- I don't care about the party!

I just lost my best friend.

And my husband lost his sister.

And my daughter is
having a breakdown.

I don't care about
anything else.

- Denise, I understand
and I know what it's like

to feel like you're
losing everything.

I'm here for you.

- I need to be alone
right now, Molly.

- Of course.

I'll check in with you tomorrow
to see how you're doing.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

(birds chirping)

- You're not as subtle
as you think you are.

- I'm sorry.

- No, I'm glad you're here.

Things have been so
tense between my parents.

I mean, I know they're
upset about my Aunt Ashley,

but I just feel like
something else is going on.

- Yeah, I definitely
picked up on that.

What do you think it is?

- I don't know.

I just know I have no idea

what I'm supposed to say to
either of them right now.

- What are you working on?

- Looking at the
majors at State,

since I'm "not
Rutledge material."

- I mean, who says
that to an interviewee?

- Apparently, Anna Carr does.

And the weird thing is,

I swear I saw her at
the party last night,

in the bathroom and
then at the end.

- Why would she be
at your mom's party?

What did you say her name was?

Anna Carr?

- [Grace] Mm-hm.

- Nah, no results.

Maybe she was
there with someone.

- Maybe.
- All right, hold on.

Let me try Anna
Carr plus Rutledge.

(keyboard clicking)

Oh, man, she looks so nice.

Baby, what is it?

- [Grace] That's not Anna Carr.

- I didn't know
you were in here.

- Well, as nice as
our guestroom is,

I thought I'd spend a few
minutes outside of it.

- Well, I'll give
you some space.

- No.

It's okay. I'll go.

I'm just gonna
check into a hotel

tomorrow after the funeral.

And tell Grace...

Just tell her whatever you want.

- Josh...

- How's Dad doing?
(Denise sighs)

- I'm not sure.

- Mom, what is going on?

Things are super
weird between you.

And I know he's sleeping
in the guestroom.

- It's complicated, Gracie.

- Are you guys getting divorced?

- We just need a little space.

Try not to worry about it.

- Mom...

- Trust me on this, Gracie.

Is Corey here? Do you guys
want something to eat?

- No, he just left.

Mom, do you know an Anna Carr?

- Isn't that the woman who
interviewed you for Rutledge?

- There was a woman at
your party last night.

Blonde hair, black dress.

I'm trying to find
out who she was.

- Is this about the interview?

- I'm not really sure.

I need to know who she is.

- I wish I could
help you, sweetheart,

but you're describing half
of the party last night.

Oh. We had a photographer.

I will send you the link.

Maybe you'll get lucky.

(cellphone clicking)

There you go.

- There's 3,000 photos here.

- Well, we asked him to
take a lot of pictures.

Okay, I'll see you
tomorrow, okay?

Goodnight, sweetheart.

- Goodnight.

(ominous music)

- Mm.

Mm.

- Gotcha.

(Grace gasps)

Oh, my god!

(Grace groaning)

- I wasn't sure about
the green and gold

with the paint in here, but
I think it really works.

I used to decorate for
the dances at school.

I loved it, thinking about

the first nervous
dance, stolen kiss,

how happy and excited everyone
would be in a few hours.

Well, not everyone.

Mm.

Not me.

I didn't get invited
to dances, Grace.

I didn't get invited anywhere.

Oh, I had friends.

At least, I thought I did.

But, sometimes, people aren't
who you thought they were.

I guess you know that by now.

(camera opens)

(camera snaps)
(camera whirs)

I did everything I could

to make sure everyone
had a beautiful night.

And they did
everything they could

to make sure I was miserable.

It took a while, but (chuckles)

I'm finally returning the favor.

(camera closes)

(camera thuds)

The parties are a
little different now.

Now, I don't picture romance
or laughter when I decorate.

That's not the response
I want anymore.

- Help, Mom! Help me!

- Mm.

Amber and Jon.

They wanted to renew their vows,

promise to be together forever.

Now, they will.

I saw your mom's
news in my feed.

I've been following
her for a while now.

I read about her relaunch,
and saw my opening.

Your mom needed a party.

Just like Amber.

Just like the rest of them.

Balloons.

They're in the car.

Don't you go anywhere.

The party's about
to get started.

(door opens)
(door closes)

(Grace grunts)
(scissors clattering)

(Grace grunting)

(tense music)

Why would you get down there?

Try to hold still.

You don't want to get
hurt before the big event.

Think we're almost ready
to get this party started.

Let me just go wake
up your parents.

- Molly?

Josh!

- Denise.

- [Denise] Josh!

- What are you doing here?

You can't come to a party early.

(knife thuds)
(Denise yelps)

(body thuds)
No uninvited guests.

(Josh groans)

(thrilling music)

Denise, where are you?

(Denise whimpering)

(Denise yelps)

(punch thuds)

(Josh groaning)

(Grace crying)

(Josh groaning)

(vase shatters)
(Josh groans)

(Grace crying)

I love party games.

I used to play hide-and-seek
with my best friend growing up.

Then, one day, she decided

she wasn't gonna let
me find her anymore.

She made new friends.

And she forgot all about me.

Her friends didn't though.

They made my life a living hell.

- Dammit!
(cellphone clatters)

- And then, one day,
I found her again.

And it was my turn to
make her life hell.

It's party time, Grace.

- Hey!

(camera snaps)
(Molly groans)

- Did that hurt?

I'm sorry, Dee Dee.

Yes, I know your old
nickname, Dee Dee.

Do you remember mine?

- Tabby.

- That's it.

Of course, it wasn't the
name I would've chosen.

Megan gave me that, remember?

I made sure she remembered
before it was all over.

- Tabby, how...

(Molly chuckles)

- You didn't
recognize me, did you?

I'm not surprised.

A hundred thousand in
plastic surgery can do that.

- I don't understand.

- I know.

You didn't understand back then,

when your new friends
turned into my bullies,

when they pushed me out,

when they made my
life a living hell.

And you didn't
understand that what hurt

the most wasn't them, Denise,

it was that my best
friend didn't care.

- I didn't realize.

- No, you wouldn't have.

You were too busy worried
about your social climb,

with Amber, Megan, Kari.

Did you ever wonder why

you never heard from
them about the party?

- What did you do to them?

- It's 'cause I
got to them first,

what I'm about to do to you!

(scissors thudding)
(Molly screams)

(Grace grunting)
(body thuds)

- Dad.

Go get Dad. Go get Dad.

- [Denise] Stay with us.

Stay with us,
sweetheart. Stay with us.

(Josh groaning)
Come on, Josh.

- I need police
and an ambulance.

My dad is bleeding and
a woman's been stabbed.

(Josh groans)
1210 Chestnut Street.

Please hurry.

(door closes)

- Molly's gone.

It's okay, sweetheart.

The ambulance is
coming right away.

Okay?

I don't know, Officer. I've
known this woman my entire life.

She just stabbed my husband,
attacked my daughter,

and, I don't know,
she's had like a grudge

against me my entire
life, I guess.

It's gonna be okay, sweetheart.

Grace and I are
right behind you.

Go get my keys, please.
- I don't want to leave Dad.

- It's okay, Grace.
I'm gonna be fine.

That woman, I saw
her at the bar.

She bought me shots.

- I know. I should have known.

I'm so sorry. It's my fault.

- Just glad that you're okay.

- [Molly] I see you have a date
picked out for next summer.

- Yes, we do.
- Yeah.

- I have several
beautiful summer venues,

church, beach, park,

and many all-inclusive packages,

if you don't want to worry
about catering and rentals.

- That sounds perfect.

- It's whatever you want.

It's your party.

(Molly chuckles)

(gentle music)

(gentle music)

(suspenseful music)

(tense music)

(dramatic music)