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See? See?

Who needs PT?

I'm a perfect male specimen.

Yes, on the second part.

But you need physical therapy

to continue to meet my very high expectations.

Oh, babe, look, look, look.

The weakness in this arm is gone.

Strong like bull.

More like "stubborn like bull."

Can we just get out of this place so I can get back to work?

Bill.

You've got work to do right here.

Let's hit it, Bill.

Let's not and say that we did.

How's Chicago treating my favorite Articulette?

You and I have been here, what, countless times?

But it's so different driving through these streets

with Tracy and Sharon.

In a blink, we're 17-year-olds again.

Talking about how excited we were

the first time we stepped out on the stage

at the Chicago Theatre.

Oh, wide-eyed girls in sequins,

dreaming big.

That we were.

Holding hands backstage.

Feeling the floor shake beneath our feet

from the roar of the crowd.

And passing by where Cabrini-Green used to be,

it hits me.

I couldn't wait to get out of the projects.

But if I hadn't met Tracy and Sharon and Barbara there...

...if we didn't have each other,

would I have even made it?

Would any of this be happening?

You always had it in you, Anita.

It was inevitable.

Like you and me.

Facts.

You have been playing chess with Tyrell again.

Just trying to fill the hours.

I miss you, too.

But you are exactly where you're supposed to be.

Part of me just wants to turn back around

and come home to you.

Are the girls not behaving?

I'm just looking for the time

we're not being so careful with each other.

But I'm gonna see it through.

I owe them that.

Then what, baby?

I'm not used to missing you.

And this all happened so fast.

And I haven't yet connected with Dani or Nicole.

I've got our girls.

And I'll keep the home fires burning.

And I can be on a plane in a heartbeat

if you need me to come sit in the front row of rehearsals.

No, no, not yet.

We need to get our rhythm back.

And we have the time and motivation to do that

because of you.

And I am forever grateful to you for that.

That's my purpose, Anita.

I'm always here for you.

Okay, if I were the Hudson files,

where would I be?

Hey, love.

How's the re-entry going?

Feels like I'm still in freefall,

but I will stick the landing soon.

Hey, you were gone for longer than a minute.

It's gonna take longer than a minute for you

to get back up to speed, but it will happen.

I am just proud of you for making it through

that ordeal and not letting it get you down.

Well, Eva did do a bang-up job setting up a new system.

You are not competing with Eva.

Yes, she was great, but you were great first.

She just made a few adjustments.

You'll be saying "Eva who" in no time.

That's what you get, Vicky.

I would lock you up in the cellar and throw away

the key for what you put Millie through.

Ms. Thomas.

Detective Hottie Hawthorne.

This is not a good time

because Vicky's about to get hers, so...

Who?

Never mind.

This better be good.

Oh, and I see that you brought along

the same uniformed officer.

So is he here to witness your apologies

for the harassment, Detective?

I won't apologize for doing my job.

Judge Faraday has granted a second search warrant

on the basis of additional information needed.

- Come on in. - Start in the other room.

I'll take care of things in here.

Okay, so...

are you here on some sort of tip?

Am I being swatted?

I have the right to know, you know.

Is Mr. Crab like this at home, too?

Pardon?

Tough on the outside, big old softy on the inside.

Aw, you're my Mr. Crab.

Aw.

I'll sue you for defamation if that sticks.

Suing the woman in charge of your recovery?

Not your best move, baby.

I'm in charge of my recovery.

Oh. And on that we can agree.

Decision number one:

You ready to start?

Is this gonna hurt?

Uh, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.

It might bite a little, but I won't let it chew you up.

Mm, why am I not reassured?

Let's start with your arms.

There's no need, my arms are great.

I just flexed for Hayley right before you got here.

Oh, hmm.

Talking tough, huh?

Okay, well, I'm ready to be impressed.

Show me what you got.

Crumple this up into a ball.

For what?

Because I said so.

And the last time I checked, I am the boss of this session.

And because it's a good first indicator of strength.

Start with your left hand.

Good.

You know I charge for every piece of paper back at my firm.

I recycle.

Now, your right hand.

There.

No cheating.

Look.

I'm not a crab.

And I'm not a trained seal, either.

So why was it cake for your left hand but not your right?

Just popping in to see how PT's going.

Looks like you're killing it, Mr. Hamilton.

Raising a glass to our launch countdown

and those insane livestream numbers.

We are just getting started.

You can toast to that.

I'm toasting to the one you did

with Dr. Hottie.

Dr. Montgomery.

The comments were all hearts, but so were your eyes.

Caught you.

I have to keep my followers engaged

for ChelseaKat.

You're rewriting history now.

Why can't you admit there's fire

where there's fire?

You're usually upfront about all your business, at least with me.

And now you want to act shy?

I'm being honest.

There's no drama, no flair, no smoke, no heat.

Madison is just my dad's doctor.

Nothing else.

Oh, I get it.

This is about opening up with the big reveal

now that you told your mom

and the rest of the family you're into women--

Not the entire rest of the family.

As in not your dad.

I was gonna tell him, but then he and Hayley

threw me for a loop with this whole baby announcement.

And now he's had a stroke.

- Scary. - And then some.

I just don't want to send him into a relapse.

You really think he'd be that thrown?

Sometimes yes, sometimes no.

It just depends on the day.

Mostly I think he'll be cool, but now it's just not the time.

So you're waiting to make your move

until he's all healed up, then it's game on?

Okay. Can we drop my business and focus on our business, yeah?

We're launching an empire, not my love life.

Fine. I'll pull up the advertising specs.

Great.

Oh, my gosh.

You should see yourself right now.

- What? - We're not talking about Madison,

but she's all you can think about.

Mm-hmm.

Laura, I am gonna go see my dad

before I do my rounds.

Oh. Okay.

Something wrong?

It's nothing. I just had a question,

but I don't want to keep you.

What is it?

You can absolutely say no, and I'll understand.

- Laura, just ask. - Would it be all right

if I have Eva come over and walk me through her system?

She's already been a really big help,

and I really do think that her new system

is much more efficient than the way I did it before.

And I can make sure she comes when you're not here.

- So you don't even... - Laura.

I've already discussed this with Eva,

and I agree with you.

If she's honestly willing to help,

of course I'll be fine with it.

You got close to Eva when she was in this job.

You miss her, don't you?

Even after what she and her mom did?

There's an Eva I miss.

She was kind, sweet

and good at the most important part of your job:

anticipation.

But that girl doesn't exist.

Eva Thomas lied to me

from the moment she stepped foot in this house.

Oh, Nicole, some assistant I am. I...

I should have understand how messed up this all is for you.

So you really don't believe anything Eva ever said

when she worked with you?

I wish I could say I didn't.

When I went to go see her, I looked, Laura.

I paid attention to every word,

every gesture,

and I couldn't see any lies.

Maybe there weren't any to see?

Maybe not now, but before?

She says she loved Ted and me,

but how can I believe that when she rode shotgun

on Leslie's plan to blow up my family?

Even if she did make a last-ditch attempt to stop it.

I'm so sorry, Nicole.

I spent my entire career studying what makes people tick.

I usually can see when a patient is being dishonest.

How did I not see Eva coming?

When you're a good person,

you're used to being around people you trust.

Okay? You're not on the lookout for people like that

in your personal life.

And Eva came recommended by Mona.

Thank you for trying to help me justify it.

But it wasn't only Eva who lied to me.

You mean...

My husband. And I missed it.

And the signs were everywhere, and I overlooked them

because my life was so damn perfect

and I was so damn happy.

Well, who's happy now?

I apologize.

I did not mean to dump all of this on you.

You downloaded with a friend, okay?

Now I really feel like I'm here to stay.

And I am so glad you are.

So, what did Nancy Drew make up this time

to bring on this new search?

Oh, okay, so you're gonna pretend

like Kit Kat had absolutely nothing to do

with you showing up again like this?

If you have questions about the search,

you can have a lawyer explain it to you.

Oh. Well, okay.

Since you guys are camping out here,

then how about I get you both something to drink, huh?

What's your poison? Go ahead and pick it.

And I can make you some coffee,

a shot of whiskey, some gin and juice. What?

- No, thanks. - Mm.

Have you ever watched Before Always?

Oh, you can admit it.

I mean, you know, even alpha men like you love it.

I mean, this show is so good.

It's really good.

And there's this character on there, right?

Her name is Millee, okay?

And she was the one that everyone loved to hate.

All right? I mean, an outsider.

She was a real bad girl.

But then she became the heroine.

She was the one that everyone was rooting for.

I mean, it's like, wow, wouldn't it be nice

if it was like that in real life?

And we all could just be living in the land of second chances?

I never seen the show, but it sounds a lot like fantasy.

In the real world, there are consequences for one's actions.

- Ooh. - Leslie, I'm-a need you

to sit out and chill out,

or I'm-a have you step out while I finish.

A'ight. A'ight.

Mm-hmm.

It's just...

so quiet in here.

Want some...

What-what is that?

You must like to ride motorcycles.

Officer, come take a look.

So what else have you found, Sherlock?

By law, you'll receive a list of the seized property,

so it won't make a difference.

I'll let you see, but you can't touch.

- It's evidence now. - Oh, is it?

Yeah. It's awfully convenient.

How so?

I mean, you found nothing

when you came for your first search warrant,

and now here you are back and...

on this trumped-up info that you have and boom,

it's right here in the open in my living room.

What are you suggesting?

That the evidence has been manufactured, Detective.

So now you're accusing an officer of the law

of evidence tampering?

Let's go.

Good day, Ms. Thomas.

I'll be seeing you soon.

I hope so, Jacob.

Mmm.

You are simply delicious.

Next time, bring your buttinsky helpmate.

Clearly, she's the one running things around here.

Ciao.

Spoiler alert.

In the end, I win.

Hey, Daddy. Why all the mystery? What's up?

- Uh, let's wait for your sister. - Should I be worried?

I am not in need of another family intervention just yet.

As hard as it may be for you to believe, sweet girl,

this time it's not about you.

And it's not bad?

Your mother's fine.

I didn't ask about Mother.

Mother, are you home? I need to see you.

Oh, hey, Daddy, Dani.

Where's Mother?

Uh, that's why I called you, love.

I have some news. Your mother tried to reach you.

What is it? What-- is she okay?

Oh, she's better than okay.

The Articulettes reunion came together.

- That's wonderful. - Yeah.

Who knew a night of karaoke would lead to this?

This is good news. So, Mother's meeting with the group?

When will she be home?

Uh, in a few weeks.

A few... I-I don't understand.

- Where is she? - In Chicago.

She and Tracy and Sharon left this morning.

- What was the rush? - Uh...

Everyone, including the agent who's organizing

the reunion concert,

wanted to get started right away.

Uh, it's gonna be a bit of a haul

to get the girls back in shape,

so your mother wanted to work on that for several weeks.

We're not gonna see her for all that time?

Oh, you know your mother wouldn't stand for that.

No, no, she'll be back and forth.

Well, go, Mom.

Who knew? You know, after that performance at the Uptown,

I knew that she wasn't done with the stage.

- Isn't this exciting, Nicole? - Uh...

Yeah, yeah, of course, I'm happy for Mother,

- but... - Sissy.

She just can't be gone.

Not now. She just can't.

Hey.

I know I'm being such a pain, but I'm just struggling

with this filing system.

I do really appreciate you taking the time.

I'm cool with it, but I'm pretty sure Nicole

won't be happy to find out I came by.

Oh, she already knows. I never would have asked you

to come over without her permission.

Okay, then.

So, what's tripping you up?

Okay, so I think it's great

how you added a color-coded priority system--

it really streamlines the process--

but I can't make sense of these archives.

Oh, I scanned and digitized them and kept an inventory here

and on the tablets.

Here, let's take a look.

- Maybe I misfiled something. - Mm-hmm.

That can throw you off.

Let's see.

All right, so you see how this code corresponds with

where it sits at on the timeline? - Mm-hmm.

And those are, like, alphabetized?

I don't think you forgot the alphabet.

- Why am I here? - Okay, listen,

I'm probably in way over my head and stepping where I shouldn't,

but I feel like Nicole really misses you.

You don't need to say that to make me feel better.

I'm saying it because it's true.

Look, I love Nicole, and I hate to see her hurting.

And I would hate to see her lose somebody else

- just because... - I don't get to have a relationship with Nicole

after what I did to her.

Okay, but isn't that up to her?

Look, Eva, what you did was really crappy,

but your sitch was really complicated.

I know what it's like working with Nicole firsthand.

She makes you family, and once she takes you in,

she never really lets you go.

Even if you're right,

how are we ever supposed to move past all the hurt

and embarrassment I caused her?

Look, I don't have answers for any of that.

But after talking to you and Nicole,

I guess I just want you to be ready

for the next time you see her.

Ready to let her ignore you, if that's how it goes,

but if it goes another way...

To be open.

It's hard to put yourself out there

when someone has got every reason to shut you down.

But for Nicole?

Yeah, I can do that.

You are being intractable, Mr. Hamilton.

The goal is to help you make a full recovery.

I hate being in here.

Okay? Maybe if I was back at home,

I'd be a lot more cooperative.

Can we get a second opinion on that?

Is he like this at home?

- Stubborn, argumentative... - Hey-- objection,

you're leading the witness.

I can honestly say

that with me, my husband's a charmer 99% of the time.

Thank you, sweetheart. See? I told you.

Ooh, that other one percent of the time? Royal pain.

And that's the side of Bill that you've been seeing

since we brought him to the hospital.

Right, proof that my mood has taken a downturn

since I've been in this place.

The only way you're leaving here is by proving

you don't need to be here.

Now, have you felt any more pain or numbness?

Anything out of the ordinary?

I've never felt stronger.

He loves to exaggerate.

Can you try smiling for me again?

You know, I've been told that asking a woman to smile

is offensive, so what if I told you I'm offended?

Okay, Bill,

shoulder rolls, ten times forward.

Mm-hmm.

Is your daughter stopping back today to see you?

No, Naomi's working,

but I'm sure she'll be texting

for the millionth time any second now.

That's good, Bill. Much stronger.

He loves every minute of the attention

he gets from Naomi.

Okay, and when you're done with that, reverse ten.

Um, I meant your other daughter.

Chelsea?

Face it.

We are running out of room.

Do not food-shame us for the chicken and waffles.

I mean, where we actually live.

Your spot, my spot,

neither has enough room for both the design and production.

And we need a showroom, Kat.

But we can't afford the overhead of a rental property right now.

What if my mom owns the rental?

Her guesthouse?

It's bigger than your place and mine put together.

And we can keep the materials there

without it looking like a factory.

And there's space for a showroom.

And us living together?

Works for me.

I wouldn't mind being roomies with my favorite cousin.

Okay, I'm in.

But you have to be the one to tell Aunt Dani.

- Like she'd say no. - Okay,

remember, you're volunteering to live just a few feet away

from your mom, who doesn't necessarily share

my mom's ability to respect boundaries.

I'm aware.

I just have to decide if it's worth it.

Hey, Jacob.

- Jacob. -What's up, Chels?

- Kat, can we talk? - You can have her.

I need to go see my dad.

Say hi to Dr. Hottie.

Oh, and just for that, you can take the check.

It is so worth it. Bye, roomie.

To be determined, Kitty Kat.

Bye.

Cousin-in-law.

Oh, serious face. What gives?

That's what I'd like to know.

I don't know what came over me. I...

- Of course I'm happy for Mother. - But it's the timing.

I'm guessing you came over here

to lean on your mother's shoulder for counsel,

but got me instead.

I was having a moment. I'm perfectly fine.

Let's just ban the F word.

Your mother needs this

more than you know.

But her phone still works.

She's always just a call away.

And she'll be back to visit

- in no time. -I knew Mother

was feeling some kind of way about the Articulettes.

I'm glad she gets to finally quench that FOMO. It's overdue.

And I know that's hard for me to say because my meltdown

- is behind me while yours is... - Hey, watch it.

But remember,

in a pinch, you have me.

And, okay, I know

that I was given Mother's cheekbones

and not her grace, but I have lived experience.

I know what it is like to be betrayed by the man you love.

I hate that we're in the same club, sissy.

Well, it might be time that I teach you

the secret handshake.

Can you excuse us, Daddy?

Come along, Nicole.

Uh, just call me if you need me.

- Mm-hmm. - Where are we going?

Don't you trust me?

- Well... - Just roll with it.

You'll thank me later.

So, Chelsea's the influencer and Naomi's the lawyer.

Talk about different paths.

You must love that Naomi followed in your footsteps.

Oh, yeah, she followed in them, all right.

Then she tried to trip me up with them, too.

- And I know what you're doing. -Me, too.

We're kicking your butt into shape. Keep going.

Yeah, not you. I'm talking about her.

What am I doing?

You're asking me all these questions about my daughters

so you can test my cognitive abilities.

Cognate this.

Use your left hand to lift your right arm overhead.

Mm-hmm.

I like to see you exercise your mind,

but I also like getting to know my patients. - Mm.

Having them talk about their families kills two birds.

Hold for a few seconds.

And lower.

So, what's it like to have a daughter

who has a million people following her?

Oh, that's right. I saw you on Chelsea's feed.

Chelsea was just thanking the team. - Oh.

That's it, Bill. Keep going.

I'm proud of my baby girl.

But the lawyer in me is aware that celebrity has its risks.

I don't necessarily like the whole world

being all up in her business, you know?

Celebrity is a spotlight, and sometimes,

I wish it had a dimmer switch.

KAT: Spill.

Aren't we past me having to beg

- for Leslie tea? - I paid her a visit.

Yes. The search warrant you wouldn't let me ride along for?

- What'd you find? - The helmet and the gloves.

No way.

- They were stashed in a bench. - Woo-hoo!

And you said you thought there wouldn't be a smoking gun.

Should we get a rum punch to celebrate?

Right.

You're on duty. I'll drink yours for you.

Jacob, what is the matter?

This is exactly what we were waiting for.

Maybe because I searched the same exact apartment

a few days ago and found nothing.

And now, all of a sudden, the key pieces of evidence

are practically out in the open?

Even the best cops make mistakes.

I didn't overlook the evidence, Kat.

You said some perps like to keep souvenirs.

Leslie is twisted for real.

Maybe she couldn't help herself.

Maybe she's not the only one who couldn't help herself.

I'm thinking that evidence was planted.

By who? Eva?

Some other accomplice?

You can't seriously think it was me.

See? That's why I changed it.

Okay, I think I actually have it now.

It's gonna make things so much easier

for Nicole to grab her files.

Thanks, Eva.

I should thank you.

It felt good to do something useful.

- Just wish... - You had a time machine?

I wish I figured out how to do things differently sooner.

I wish I could take it all back.

Not all, though. I mean, you and Ted are on the mend, right?

Maybe you and Nicole will be, too.

I know I don't have any right to her forgiveness,

but I really do care about her.

I know.

And I think you and Nicole will find

your way back to each other.

I hope.

Sorry, I have to take this.

Mom, why do you keep calling me?

Can't you just text like a normal person?

This is not a drill.

It is the end of the world as we know it.

Do you think we are going to bake my feelings away?

Are you gonna fill that with a cocktail?

Throw it as hard as you can.

That is not me.

It wasn't me to shoot up the country club. Just throw it.

- I don't think that... - Yes.

Exactly. Stop thinking. Throw.

Put a little force in there. Aim at the floor.

All right, I'll go first.

Nothing that is broken in your life is under your control.

Not the lies, not the secrets, not Ted.

You didn't choose to break.

You were broken.

Now you choose.

Yeah, you did!

Yes, you did. Yes, you did.

How did that feel?

Actually, oddly satisfying.

All right, all right.

Then try this one.

Well?

How do we know what goes on in that cray-cray head of hers?

The how and the why don't really matter.

It's all admissible, right?

The how matters to me, Kat.

But, yeah, since I don't have proof

that it wasn't put there by illegal means, I ran with it.

My visual analyst is running it through the app now to see

if we can get a match on the helmet in the video.

And I gave Farraday the heads-up

that I might have enough calls for a warrant for DNA.

Open wide, Leslie.

She's gonna freak when you present her

with the DNA swab.

It's the analyst.

Hawthorne.

Really?

All right, thanks.

All right, it's a visual confirmation.

The helmet and gloves that we retrieved

from Leslie's apartment are the same ones

that the rider on the bike in the accident had.

We are so close to putting that bitch away for good.

Get in here.

Which is it, baby girl?

Do you want me dead,

or-or do you want me behind bars for the rest of my life?

What are you talking about?

How? How are you even my daughter?

Have I passed nothing down to you?

O-Okay, Mama, can you please explain?

Detective Hawthorne came here

with yet another warrant,

and I imagine it wasn't his last.

But there was nothing for him to find, right?

Oh, no, no. Yeah, there was something for him to find,

and it was right in there, over there.

What?

The motorcycle helmet and the gloves.

The ones that you took from me.

So, please, Eva,

explain to me how the hell they ended up

back in my apartment.

Hi, Shanice. Did Dr. Montgomery see my dad yet?

- How is he? - Ornery

as ever.

But get your report from the source.

Your father is strong-willed and very vocal.

Yeah, you poor thing. I'm really sorry about that.

No, don't be.

Once the tough cookies get out of their own way,

they make the fastest recoveries.

The weakness in his right side's improving daily.

His speech is clear.

He is talking up a storm...

...and showing no other warning signs.

I don't see a need to run another CT.

That's good.

Wow, I'm-I'm sorry.

I didn't expect good news to hit this hard.

Dad and I weren't in the best place

before the stroke, and, um...

It's okay.

But he's still here.

And we can get in a better place now.

We have a chance, thanks to you.

You always had

a better arm than I did. All right, you learn quickly.

Now try it with a hoot.

Oh, I don't hoot.

Until just now, you also didn't throw cups at the floor.

Come on.

Woo-hoo!

You felt that, right?

Why does that feel so damn good?

Because it is you breaking something instead

- of the other way around. - Oh, you must've bought

a whole new set of china after Bill and Hayley.

I did, I did. Okay, now

place someone who wronged you on the cup.

You can.

All right, I'll do it first.

Bill. Oh, Bill.

Damn you for having a stroke and making me care about you

when I was this close to forgetting all about you.

This close?

- So it's okay to lie to the mug? - Yeah, talk to the mug.

Talk to the mug. All right, who's it gonna be?

Eva, Ted or Leslie?

Ted, how dare you make me love you so damn much

when you knew all along you were carrying that secret?

Now throw it.

Skankarooni!

I'm so sorry, did you say "skankarooni"?

Yes. Yes, I did.

All right.

Skankarooni!

Stop it.

Stop blaming me for what you did.

Mama, I followed your schemes and dreams off a cliff,

and then I doubled back and covered for you.

So, what is it?

You decided that I needed to be put away for my own good?

Or is it Ted and Nicole's good?

If I wanted you caught, I would've just kept

the helmet and gloves for Jacob to find here in the first place.

Mama.

Why are you crying?

It doesn't matter what happened with that damn helmet.

You don't love me anymore.

Do you, Eva?

Let's hold off on the celebrating for now.

Must you always curb my enthusiasm?

It's all just circumstantial until we can put Leslie

on that motorcycle that ran Laura off the road.

Next step, DNA test.

Judge Farraday has been good about helping me out

with these warrants, and now that I have the helmet...

He has to come through so that we can get Leslie's DNA.

Which will link her to wearing the helmet.

At the site of the car crash, and then, boom,

we're in the promised land with Leslie in jail

where she belongs.

Next up, Eva.

This could be the judge now.

Fingers crossed.

Hawthorne.

Your dad is a lucky man.

His stroke could have been much worse.

His wife getting him here so quickly

made all the difference.

Don't ever tell a soul that these words

came out of my mouth: thank God for Hayley.

Your secret is safe with me.

I believe you.

So, aside from PT, my dad is looking at loads

of regular follow-ups?

Not that many, as long as he behaves.

Oh, well, I was just gonna say,

if that's the case, then I'll definitely

have to pitch in and make sure he gets back here to see you.

Okay, scratch that.

Maybe we'll have to watch him like a hawk.

Thank you for making sure he's still here

to be vocal and resistant.

Goes with the job.

But I do eat.

Maybe dinner?

But, Your Honor, isn't there any other way?

All right, thanks for taking the time.

How bad?

"No warrant" bad.

Judge Farraday isn't budging.

Even though we found the helmet in Leslie's apartment,

he's hung up on the fact that we didn't discover it

during the first search.

And since, according to him, collecting DNA

is more invasive than retrieving clothing,

he's not approving the warrant.

And without Leslie's DNA, we're dead in the water.

I know you're scared,

but I will always love you, Mama,

no matter what you've done.

But there should have never been a helmet and gloves

for anyone to find, because you should have

never run Laura off that road.

- Really? You're gonna lecture... - Look, I hid

the helmet and gloves in my hotel room.

I have no idea how they wound up back here.

But you know deep down,

I would never do anything to hurt you.

This is not how my second chance was supposed to play out.

I'm a Millee, not a Vicky.

Okay, I'm gonna go see what I can figure out.

In the meantime, you rest and shut that brain off.

Do not let it go to those dark thoughts.

That is how we ended up in this mess in the first place.

I'm gonna get some rest, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

- Look, I'll call you later. - Mm-hmm.

I-I'll be here.

- I love you. - I love you, baby.

Hug?

Yes, of course.

- Thank you. - Of course.

Leslie Thomas is here to stay.

Bada bing, a-bada-bam.

Bada-bam, bam, boom.

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