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NAOMI:
Gran?

Naomi. Good to see you
as always, sweetheart.

What a lovely addition
to my morning.

I have something for you.

So I see. [laughs]

What is this?
It's not my birthday.

Well, you taught us
to keep our eyes peeled

all year round for things
that remind us of each other.

Did this pop up or was someone
scouring the Internet?

-Ooh, I don't know.
-[laughter]

Oh, wow.
This is quite a find.

It's one of
the original one-sheets

from an Articulettes concert.

I couldn't find much
information beyond that,

but I figured you'd remember.

We played several venues
repeatedly back in those days,

so it's a bit of a blur.

But having something like this
is, uh...

a wonderful way
to remember those moments.

-Thank you, sweetheart.
-Of course.

I know the Articulettes
have been on your mind,

and I thought this
would be a nice keepsake.

Do you really like it?

Gran, what's wrong?

You wanted to see me?

Yeah.

We never got around
to discussing

the second HR committee meeting.

Right. Hayley came in just
as I was about to get into that.

I would've typed up notes,
but I figured

you didn't want a paper trail
of those reports.

Well, correct assumption.

You know, I was concerned
after that first meeting

when the women wanted
a say in hiring.

They eased away from that a bit.

Mm.

Your doing?

I may have suggested
that they start

with smaller,
less intrusive changes.

That's good.

You know, that group can...

interfere with the managing
processes of this firm.

It's best to shut that down
before it gets started.

So, this week, they concentrated
on more flexible shifts.

An anonymous drop box
for complaints,

and making counseling services

available for those
who need support

with their mental health.

Okay, there's nothing
too radical there.

The goal is
to facilitate a happier,

more productive workplace.

And hopefully, a happy Bill.

[chuckling] Yeah, well,
time will tell on that

since you're
the only attendee I trust.

Glad I could help.

You know, hold up, Tomas.

I have something
even more important for you.

The Mays case?
Whatever it is, I can handle it.

No, no. It's something
a little more personal.

I need you to keep an eye
on my family.

[doorbell rings]

I just sent you
the most perfect girl

for your underwater shoot.

Check your email.

I know. Stunning, right?

Listen, I'm glad you like her.

I am gonna have
to call you back.

To be continued.

Your door was unlocked.

You didn't believe me,

so whether
it's a boy or a girl...

...it's a Hamilton.

♪ ♪

-Hey, Ashley. How's it going?
-Hey.

Good. Although,
I'm not exactly used

to pulling overnight shifts.

One thing I learned
while doing that documentary

about the incoming nurses
is that overnight shifts

are usually over by now.

-Oh, it is.
-Mm-hmm.

I'm just helping out a pal
for running late.

So, it's all good now
that the fireman has returneth?

I knew that Derek
would move back in.

No man is that much of a fool.

He didn't move back in.

Oh, God, I'm sorry, Ashley.

I thought that...

Hey, um, why don't I drop
this stuff off to my uncle

and buy you breakfast?

My shoulder's yours to lean on.

Aw, man.
Super solid of you, but...

...she's got my shoulders again.

[chuckles] Hey.

Yay.
Our first shipment is on time.

And from what I hear,
that, like, never happens.

[laughs]

Yeah, thanks so much, Tania.

Leslie.

Don't even bother sitting down.

Aww. It's almost adorable
how out of touch you are.

I need a restraining order
against you.

It's not the other way around.

Only, the court
has not complied yet.

Maybe because they can tell
you're the scary one.

Your family members
literally have

their perfectly manicured hands
on everything in this town.

Including the cop
who's on my case.

Jacob Hawthorne has no business
in my business.

Well, I'll admit
I'm well connected,

if you admit you're delulu.

I see you just can't
stop yourself, can you?

I won't be able
to stop myself either.

From what?

From suing you
for defamation of character

for slandering my good name.

We know how much
we love each other.

We don't have to live
together to be together.

So I moved back
into my old place...

And we've never been closer.

That's amazing. Really.

I hope I didn't overstep
with my advice.

What advice?

Oh, I ran into Ashley
at Uptown, and she--

I was a mess, and he was a hero.

Man, I just walked her home.

And we got there to Ashley's
place, and you were gone.

So I just stayed around
to make sure she was okay.

How come you didn't
tell me about this?

You're playing the victim

so that people don't see
you're the villain.

Jacob Hawthorne
is an excellent detective.

He's not defaming you.

He's just making sure

that when he gets
all the evidence,

there's no getting out of it.

Hey, Sherlock,
has it ever occurred to you

that maybe he can't
find the evidence

because I'm innocent?

-[scoffs]
-I haven't seen a shred
of evidence or proof against me.

There's plenty of proof.

All beginning and ending

with Y-O-U.

Spoiled little girl
who can't accept the fact

that her daddy
actually loved someone

other than her mommy.

That's why you were cosplaying
in his hotel room.

Or maybe
that was Anna or Sherry.

Or maybe you created
a whole new alter ego

just so she could seduce him.

But actually,
I was wearing the fit that night

that your dad first saw me in

when he asked me out.

And he remembered, too.

You know what else
he remembered?

All the good times
that we had together.

My father was trying
to get away from you.

He's too smart to get pulled
back in for crazy seconds.

Your father and I were fire.

You see, little Kit Kat...

people have underestimated me
my whole life.

That's why
they never see me coming

until I'm there.

You best keep your eyes
wide open.

I'll do that.

As far away from you
as I can be.

You want me to spy
on your family?

[stammers]
It's not as nefarious as that.

I just need to know
what they're up to.

You know, where the threats are.

It's my job as a father.

So, we're talking about
just Chelsea and Naomi?

Unless you come across
something else

that might require my attention.

-I don't mean to sound--
-Reluctant?

Because that's the vibe
I'm getting.

I-I thought you and Naomi
were on the mend.

Hmm. Mmm.

Yeah, she found out
that I helped

my brother-in-law out of a bind.

Ted Richardson.
Yeah, Kat told me about that.

Yeah, I was just
a supporting player.

And now Naomi and Chelsea
are giving me the deep freeze

because of Ted's erstwhile
side piece's accusations.

-That's tough.
-Mm-hmm.

So, I just need
a little intel, you know,

that'll get me back
in their good graces.

And now that you're dating Kat,

you're in the perfect position
to help me do that.

I can't spy on someone that--

Hey, relax, all right?

Kat has no filter,

and her favorite subject is,
well, Kat.

A few targeted questions
is all it will take.

I just want to know
what's up with my girls

and anything else
that might blow back on me.

We could be talking about
the Dani of it all

or this crazy business
with Leslie Thomas.

Come on. Help a father out.

Okay.

Waiving a pregnancy test
in the face of your husband's ex

just reeks of desperation.

I'm willing to bow down
if that means Bill's kids

will know and recognize
their little brother or sister.

I've seen this Lifetime movie.

You gonna get one of those
prosthetic bellies?

You think you can keep
Bill's hands off of you

for nine months?

Look, Dani, I just want
to enjoy my pregnancy.

From the cravings
to the morning sickness.

And I want to do that
without all your chaos.

You're giving me
morning sickness.

You can turn a negative into
a positive with a little dye.

Hell, you can even
buy one online

from a real, live pregnant lady.

You seem to know a lot
about faking a pregnancy.

I have two beautiful daughters.

You only have
an imaginary bun in the oven.

You know what?
Let's cut the crap.

Prove who's right.

What do you mean?

Take a test in front of me.

Drugstore delivers.

We can do it
right in my bathroom.

Either you want to prove
you're pregnant right now,

or if you want to prove
you're a liar,

just say no.

Gran, are you okay?

Looking back
has its hazards, too.

You long
for the old days, but...

it can make you sad.

But it won't when you reunite
with Tracy and Sharon.

I thought so, too, baby,

but getting the girls
back together...

it's not gonna happen.

Oh.

Gran, I'm... I'm so sorry.

I'll tell you what.

I can shift my meeting
with my dad to tomorrow,

and you and I can
grab lunch at the club.

I'd love to spend
the afternoon with my generous,

beautiful granddaughter
and put all these feelings away.

Great. Let's do that, then.

You think of me
as your perfect gran.

But you didn't know the me
I was back then.

I don't understand.

You know,
your great grandmother would say

when she was having
these kind of feelings,

that she'd been
"hit by the blues train."

I won't wallow for long,

but I've earned this sadness.

And I need to sit in it
for a while.

Are you sure I can't help?

Like my successes,

this is mine, too, baby.

I'll be okay.

It's just the disappointment

that the reunion concert
fell apart.

I'll get past it.

Now, you go and give
your father hell for me.

Okay, I'll do that.

But I will
call you tonight, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Feel better.

-I love you.
-Love you, too.

[door closes]

♪ ♪

How's it gonna sound to Kat

when I suddenly
start asking questions

about Naomi and Chelsea,
who I barely know?

Persuasion is a part
of any good attorney's arsenal.

[phone ringing]

Yes?

Sure, Caroline. Send her in.

Like I said,

persuasion is a part
of any good attorney's arsenal.

Hey, Kat.
What a pleasant surprise.

Hi. I need some legal advice.

Okay. Well, you still
qualify for the family rate.

Not from you, Bill.

[chuckling]

Well, you share
my daughter's wrath.

I appreciate the loyalty.

You know what I appreciate?

You're so driven,
you probably skipped breakfast.

Want to tell me all about it
over brunch?

Ugh. I'm famished.

Can you get away?

Even a taskmaster like me

allows his associates
to have a lunch hour.

-Thanks, boss.
-Mm-hmm.

And Tomas?

Don't forget what we discussed.

I'm not stripping down
in your bathroom

just so you can do--

Oh, I guess you're modest now?

Interesting.

Personally, I don't think
there are many things

more intimate
than sharing someone's husband.

So, you can
spread your legs for me for once

and pee on that stick.

When did you get so crass?

You know when.

Oh, you've been doing

a pretty good impression
of a stable person,

but you are clearly--

Ooh, ah, ah, ah. Be careful.

Remember your condition.

How's this?

If you're too shy
to drop your pants here,

you can roll up your sleeve
at a hospital.

I'll watch a nurse draw
your blood,

and the doctor can send
the test results to me directly

so you can't fake them.

I'll have plenty of blood drawn

throughout the course
of my pregnancy.

I'm not volunteering
to give up more

just to satisfy you.

Besides, no doctor

is going to break HIPAA rules
to send you results.

Well, then I guess we've
reached a pregnant pause, huh?

Mm.

Get out.

Time is the only test I need.

Oh, and by the way,

if it's a boy,
Bill wants to name him Bill Jr.

-What did you tell her?
-That no man in his right mind

was crazy enough
to leave Ashley.

And that you were out there
kicking yourself.

DEREK:
Well, I was.

Hey, I'm really happy that
you two found each other again.

I know I must sound
a little Gwyneth.

-What's--?
-Conscious coupling
instead of uncoupling?

-Oh.
-ASHLEY: Never mind.

It must seem strange,
but we're happy.

Hey, I've seen relationships
all over the world

and in lots
of different cultures.

Finding your own way
is what's right.

Now, I should let you two
enjoy your reunion.

-Thanks, Andre.
-ANDRE: Yeah.

-Later, man.
-Yeah, later.

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

[Ashley laughs]

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

[chuckles softly]

You know how you told me
to stay away from Dani?

Okay, on a scale of DEFCON Dani,
what are we looking at?

I gave her my pregnancy test.

Hayley...

Look, I just wanted
to shut her up.

And, you know, she claimed
that I dyed the test?

You know what?
I can show you, too.

Just give me...

Baby. Baby. Hey.

Hey. I believe you, Hayley.

It's written on your skin.

What? [laughs]

You have that glow.

NAOMI:
Okay, I'm here.

And she's here, too. Wow.

Well, yeah, well,
Hayley is a big part of this.

Then I don't need to be.

She has nothing to offer me

that'll bring us
closer together.

Okay, see, but that's where
you're wrong, sweetheart.

You see, Hayley and I are...

We're having a baby.

Your little brother or sister.

BARBARA:
Take a bow, Nita. You did it.

The group I started took down
all those walls we faced

like they were nothing.

Took it farther
than we thought we could,

way past anything we used
to dream about back in the day.

Without me.

Remember those dreams, Nita?

The four of us
used to be up all night

talking about life

in that little room of yours
in Cabrini-Green.

Because you were the lucky one,
you didn't have to share.

So we'd all cram in there,
running our mouths,

dreaming big
like we had it all figured out.

Talking about the dope careers
we were going to have,

like the world
was just waiting on us.

The hits, the clothes,

the travel, the fame, all of it.

Our families
thought we were crazy,

but we always knew
it was within reach.

And nobody believed
that more than you.

I thought you were everything,
an inspiration.

I looked up to you,
admired you, loved you.

And in return...

you stole my group.

You tore away my pride,
my dignity.

You broke me, Nita.

Does that do something to you?

Or do you even have it in you
to feel anything at all?

I think Naomi and Jacob
are more happy about us than us.

It was cool running into Andre.

You guys kind of bonded
that night

that you invited him
to dinner, huh?

Eh. I mean, we might both
be into wines and bocce ball,

but he's still all, "I'm Andre,

I travel the world
and date supermodels."

And I'm...

So not that.

In a good way.

Thanks.

No, and it's cool
that he helped you...

help us get back on track.

So, what,
you and Andre are bros now?

Next time we hang out
with Naomi and Jacob,

we should invite him.

He can bring
one of his supermodels.

Yeah, sure. Why not?

Ash. Oh, my gosh.

It's been forever. How's Jan?

Mom's not talking to you,
Leslie.

And neither am I.

We know what you did.

Your mother
would do anything for you.

I was just doing the same
for my daughter.

-[scoffs]
-You have it all wrong, Ash.

But I-I don't want
to force myself

where I'm not wanted.

There is one thing, though,
that I'd like to know first.

So there she was,
threatening to sue me.

Well, she has no grounds.

Reporting your suspicions
about Leslie to the police

is a private matter,
not a public affair.

It wasn't like
I put her on blast online.

Right. And since
what you reported

was neither malicious nor a lie,

she can't claim defamation

or accuse you
of making a false report.

You were well within
your rights.

I'm actually a little surprised
you came to me about this.

Because you made it very clear

you didn't want to be a part
of anything dealing with Eva.

No, but I'm sorry I made
it sound that way.

Of course I want to know
if anyone's cornering you.

I meant I'm surprised
you came to me

about it at all,
since you already have Naomi.

Is she busy with a new case?
Are you guys cool?

I just didn't want to put her
in an awkward situation,

like criticizing Jacob
on how slow he's moving.

So you haven't talked
to Naomi about it at all?

No. Why?

No reason. You were saying?

I've given Jacob this
Mount Everest of evidence.

And all he keeps doing
is hauling Leslie in

and then letting her
back out to stalk me.

You know,
it's not just on Jacob.

The D.A. plays a big part in how
an investigation moves forward.

They have to consider if
the evidence is strong enough

to convince a jury
and secure a guilty verdict.

All the podcasts I'm into,
and Jacob?

Same vibe. It's so frustrating.

I have given him a ton
of circumstantial evidence.

That should be enough
to lock Leslie up.

You're a smart lawyer.

Wouldn't you prosecute
a case against Leslie Thomas?

Not a chance.

BARBARA:
We were supposed to be sisters,
the four of us.

I mean, how many times did
we say it?

"Better together,

sisters forever,
Articulette strong"?

Were you lying that whole time,

using us to get
where you wanted to go?

Or did you get that way

after that no-good Dante Green
showed up?

We were so excited.

He was gonna be our ticket
to the big time.

He was supposed to manage us,

record us,
put our names out there.

But there was one problem:

Me.

-Hi.
-Are you sure you didn't run
a few red lights

on your way over?

Uh, no.

Taking my time is what I usually
like to do when I get here.

And yet, the last time
I called, you turned me down.

I was busy then.

After that?

-Exhausted.
-From?

Not what you're thinking.

You said that you understood.

You don't usually lie to me.

I didn't.

Okay, so why are you so
bent out of shape about it now?

It's not you.

Bill?

Hayley.

-Hmm.
-She's claiming she's pregnant.

Wow...

And you're thinking she isn't?

I know that manipulative
little girl is faking it.

Why would she do that?

To get a tighter grip on Bill.

I bet his infatuation is waning.

And-and a fake pregnancy
gets his attention.

It makes him do
sweet things like...

talking to the bump
before there even is a bump.

Stocking the refrigerator
with ginger ale

to combat morning sickness.

When I was pregnant
with Naomi...

he made this memory jar.

It was special.

Hmm.

It was ours.

And if Hayley
really isn't pregnant,

then you get to be the only one
with those memories.

Hey, since you'd rather be alone

and obsessing over Bill
and his marriage,

I'll just go.

You asked a question.

I asked why were you
so pissed at me.

-And you made this about him.
-Hayley.

Isn't here.

Dani, Bill isn't here either.

Maybe you should spend more time

paying attention to what's
actually in front of you.

Which is what, exactly?

Someone who actually
gives a damn.

Poor Laura.
I've been praying for her,

and I just want to know
how she's doing.

You think I'd break
confidentiality

so you can try to kill her
for a third time?

[scoffs] Isn't it a shame

how the Duprees
can dictate a narrative?

You know I'd never do that, Ash.

Well, just in case you do
try to hurt Laura again,

the hospital changed
all their protocols

because of you, not the Duprees.

It isn't even about being caught
on camera, which you would be.

You can't just put on
some new disguise and sneak in.

You'll never get
into Laura's room again.

These accusations
are very hurtful

against me and my daughter.

You know, I'm just trying
to clear my name.

Ashley's not spreading
gossip about you,

if that's what
you're worried about.

I am worried
about being entrapped.

I mean, wouldn't you be?

I mean, where is the footage
for these cameras?

And-and what do they do with it?

And who has access to it?

Why do you care?

Because I don't know what
Kat Richardson may try to do.

She may find
some evidence or something

to twist against me.

It sounds like there's
something on this footage

you really don't want
the police to find.

It's one thing to want to keep
your distance from me, Ashley,

but to imply that I have--

Okay. That's it.

We're about to have a meal here,

and we're gonna
have it in peace.

Is this a declaration?

Dani... [sighs]

Listen, I never saw you coming.

And even now,
after being with you,

being over you,
under you, tasting you...

hearing you,
it's still new every time.

[stammers]

And it's real.

Dani, you see me.

When you sent that text and said

that you were
waiting on me, I...

You came right away.

After ghosting me for days.

So I'm trying to figure out
which guy is showing up today.

You and me both.

I thought this trip home
was gonna be real quick,

like a drive-through.

I pull up, I see the fam,

I link with a couple people.

Grab me a jumbo slice.

Hit up Georgia Brown's
for a biscuit

and some of that
honey peach butter.

And then be out
on the next flight.

But I'm here, and I'm...

I'm changing, Dani.

Into what?

Into a guy
who's ready to move on

from the no-strings thing.

And what happened
to create this real boy?

Uncle Ted and Aunt Nicole.

They were the real blueprint.

That's what real love
looks like.

So, seeing them blow up
should've left you shook.

Running from commitment.

Is that supposed to be me?
Because it sounds more like you.

Wait, okay, a hot second ago,
you're trying to comfort me,

then you're complaining
that I'm not letting go

of my used-to-be marriage
fast enough,

and now you're surprised
that I'm not ready

to jump into something
more serious?

Dani, I get that.
I'm not gonna make this

a long-term connection with you.

Okay, you drove that home.

Hell, you don't even want
to be seen with me in public.

That's what this is.

You're just making me
drag it out of you.

Wait, what are you
talking about?

You can't take

that I'm still skittish
because the man who said

he would spend
the rest of his life with me

kicked me to the curb.

And so now
you're dumping me, too.

Okay, let me guess.

Hayley forgot to take a couple
of birth control pills, right?

I mean, Dad's smart enough
to have a prenup,

but a baby?

That's insurance.

At least then you'll have
18 years of child support,

maybe even a trust.

And then there's the--

Okay, look, that's enough.

Actually, it's too much.
You and her, way too much.

Think about it, Naomi.

This child can
bring us all together.

Bill said you and Chelsea

always wanted
a little brother or sister.

Yeah, when we were kids,
not grown women.

This baby will be a whole
generation younger than me.

By the way, Father of the Year
here scores extra points

for scheduling this baby reveal
on my work calendar.

Naomi, please.

NAOMI:
I have a question.

Am I supposed to throw
my step-monster

a babymoon girls' trip now?

Thanks for
that added humiliation.

Okay, sweetheart, I-I never
meant to humiliate you...

To...

[Bill stammering]

Why don't you think there's
a solid case against Leslie?

It's like this.
I've kissed you, right?

What does that have to do with--

Work with me.

Okay. Uh, you've kissed me
more than once.

Prove it.

You know you did.

Like Leslie knows she did
what you've accused her of.

But if it's your word
against hers...

To prove you kissed me,
for example...

You'd need means.

I have lips, you have lips.

Motive.

You're attracted to me,
I'm attracted to you.

And opportunity.

Mm, people have seen us kiss,

so I can prove it.

But you don't have an eyewitness

who can with absolute certainty
put Leslie at the scene

of any of her purported crimes.

The jacket.

A lab could find
Leslie's DNA on it, sure,

but that would just prove
it was her jacket,

not that she was wearing it

while driving Laura
off the road,

if it was indeed Leslie.

It was absolutely Leslie.

Hey, the civilian in me agrees,

but the lawyer in me,
not so much.

The parking ticket?

Doesn't place Leslie
at the scene.

The hospital security footage
of Leslie playing nurse.

Are you sure it was Leslie?

Ugh, I hate this.

If you want a second opinion,
I can run this by Bill.

He might see some angle
I haven't thought of yet.

I don't want Bill to know
anything we've talked about.

Maybe we should take
a step back,

let Jacob wrap this up.

I can't do that.

Leslie is out of control.

And then if Eva was in on it?

I need to find a way
to stop them

before they hurt
anyone else I care about.

A man who actually stands up
for the woman he loves is rare.

You know,
I thought I had that once,

but when push came to shove,

it was never me.

You know,
if you turn yourself in now,

maybe they'll go easy on you.

I told you that I didn't
do anything to hurt anybody.

Hey. Cool it.

I've carried people
double your size

out of burning buildings.

You promise?

[Leslie laughs]

Thanks for the intel, Ash.

Anything I said,
you already knew.

Well, you know,
if I have any more questions,

I know where to find ya.

Dumping you is the last thing
that I want to do.

Yeah, it's been hard
to keep this a secret.

But, Dani,
I am nowhere near ready

to give up
the mind-blowing present

because it's not my future.

My future might not be
for a very long time.

Except that's not
entirely true, is it?

Do you know something
that I don't?

I have whiplash right now.

One minute, you go
where life takes you,

the next you're telling me about
how you want happily ever after.

But it's no big deal
if it's not with me.

I turn you down,
you don't even try to woo me.

I'd be insulted
if I hadn't already figured out

that there's another woman.

And I'm guessing that she's
not ready for strings either.

You know,
you have quite the imagination.

Yeah, so do you.
It's one of our best things.

[sighs]

And that's not a denial. So...

Who is she?

Why do you even want to know?

[laughs] Okay.

Well, let's see
if I can puzzle it out.

You do like the unattainable.

Evidently.

I do wish that I could
shake you loose from Bill.

Hmm, turning it back
around on me. Okay.

Well, listen,
it's not that easy, Andre.

I can't snap my fingers
and forget about my past.

No more than you can turn
into a non-wanderer overnight.

No matter who
you are with or not with.

Nights, Dani.

Nights, plural.

As in nights that I spent
watching other couples

who have what I think I lack.

Nights spent with you when
I would rather be nowhere else.

DANI:
I'm not ready, Andre.

And you're not waiting.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

What a sad pair we are.

[Andre chuckles softly]

Friends with benefits,
whose hearts are partially owned

by somebody else.

People who don't want them.

You are important to me.

Even if we're not serious?

Even if.

And I'm good for you.

[chuckles] Says you.

Look at me.

[breathing heavily]

Hmm-- Mm--

Daddy?

-[stammering]
-Dad.

Dad, nod if you're okay.

Hu-- Humiliate.

Drink some water, baby. Here.

I--

I'm not thirsty. I-I'm fine.

Did you have
that appointment for your hand?

Your hand?

Look, that-- That was nothing.

Your hand went numb before,
and I told you--

The same thing happened
with me at the club.

You dropped that fork.

But you said your hand
went to sleep.

Because that's all it was.

I should've forced you
to go to the doctor.

-Me, too.
-Okay,

you guys get together now
just to gang up on me?

Look, I just need a m...

[stammering]

[Bill panting]

BARBARA: According to
the high and mighty Mr. Green,

I didn't fit
into the group I started.

He said my voice
was "good enough,"

but it was too classless
and ghetto,

and there was no fixing that.

Dante fired me.

Fired me.

And when I came to you,
my sister,

begging you not to let him
do me like that...

"You were cold and distant.

"And you said,
'Show business is tough.

"And to win,
sacrifices had to be made.'

"You said you trusted Dante,

"had put your whole career
in his hands.

"You were sorry I had to go,

"but there was nothing
you could do for me.

"And then you walked away

"into all that success
we dreamed about,

"while I watched
from the sidelines

"like I was never a part of it.

"Well, Anita...

"My eyes hurt from watching.

"They hurt from crying.

"My mind hurts
from trying to figure out

"how you could do me like that.

"And my heart hurts because

"I trusted you
and you betrayed me.

"And I can't take it no more.

"So, if you're
reading this, sister...

"...I've left this world...

"...for what I hope
is a better place.

"And that...

That is on you."

[crying]

♪ ♪

[crying continues]

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