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[Melanie] Previously
on Hot In Cleveland.

There's no reason we can't be
nice to each other

for one night, Mr. Mayor.

No reason at all,
councilwoman.

So.
I slept with the mayor.

Joy, Joy.
Joy, Joy.

- Joy.
- Joy.

I know you want him,
but he's mine.

You make one move on him
and I'll chop you up

and feed you to my sled dogs.

- To Joy and Bob.
- To Joy and Bob.

Without them,
instead of toasting,

we'd just be drinking
at 2:00 in the afternoon.

It was just so romantic.

Right now, Joy is telling Bob
that she loves him.

You know, I know he has
a great personality,

but I cannot imagine what kind
of woman would ever want

to sleep with Bob.

You do remember
that I slept with Bob.

Oh, that's right.
Well, good for you.

He's super sexy.

[buzzing]

Oh, my God.
What is that sound?

Oh, my God, it's a drone.

Why would we have a drone?

No, not we, Melanie--me.

There's a camera attached.

That's because it's
a paparazzi drone.

All the biggest stars
have drones hounding them.

And of course, they hate them.
And I hate mine!

Actually, I love mine.

Oh, no.
Where's it going?

Did I come on too strong?

'Cause they think
I'm not pretty?

Maybe he took my picture
and it's already on TMZ.

Let's go check.

Oh, hey, Elka.
What's up?

I'm breaking up
with the mayor.

Aw, why?

Every time we make love,
he asks me if I'm satisfied.

It's hard to respect that.

So then, you've started
the dance?

What's the dance?

Oh, Elka's five-step process
to a successful breakup.

Breakup, make-up sex,
steak dinner, goodbye sex,

and break up for real.

So what step are you on?

Well, there's not a single
photo of me on TMZ,

Radar Online, or Pop Sugar.

There are hundreds
of drone shots

of other celebrities.

- Rihanna--
- Oh, wait, who is she with?

Her bodyguard.

Oh, and there's Victoria Beckham
with her bodyguard,

and Bruce Jenner
with her bodyguard.

Oh, my God!
That's what I need--a bodyguard.

Hey, Bob's brother, Claude,
he works as a bodyguard.

I'll text him.

Hey, Joy!
How did it go?

Horrible.

Well, did you tell Bob
you loved him?

I couldn't.

When I got there,
he was with another woman.

He's already moved on.
I blew it.

Who is she?

His old girlfriend
from Canada,

who's a mean, scheming,
gold digger.

Bob has gold?

He's loaded.

According to her,
his family are like

the Kennedys of Saskatoon.

Remember how we grew up
dreaming about

marrying John John?

They grew up dreaming about
marrying Bob Bob.

She also said he's amazing
in bed.

Melanie, is that true?

- Do you really want the answer?
- Yes.

He was fantastic.

I don't need to hear
that, Melanie!

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I wanted to warn Bob
about how awful she is,

but I knew he wouldn't
believe me.

She's always sweet
when he's around,

the devious bitch.

Oh, but sweetie,
you're a devious bitch too.

Surely you can
out-maneuver her.

Yeah, don't take it
lying down.

For once.

You're right.

I'm gonna go behind her back
and tell Bob how I feel.

I'm gonna fight
for the man I love.

Well.

It's time for some
goodbye sex with the mayor.

I don't understand why you
didn't just end it

after the steak dinner.

Then man sprung for
a $40 filet.

So you have to sleep
with someone

because they bought you
a $40 piece of meat?

I'm a lady.

[cell phone beeps]

Oh!

Claude's says he'd love to be
your bodyguard.

He'll be right here.

[cell phone beeps]

Claude says he's on the porch.
[cell phone beeps]

Oh, Claude says he's about
to ring the doorbell.

[cell phone beeps]

Claude says he can't find
the doorbell.

I remember Claude.
He's an idiot.

Claude--he'll be a fine
bodyguard, he's big.

Big guys are always
scary and intimidating.

I'm here to protect you,
Victoria.

[upbeat music]

- ♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba

♪ Hey!

Claude, what's the matter?

I lost the woman I love.

I am an empty shell of a man.

Perfect.
That's all I need.

Okay.

What exactly am I
protecting you from?

I just need you to look
tough and menacing.

Mm hmm.

So it seems like
I'm being threatened.

Right.

So you can pretend to shield me
from the TMZ drone

so it'll take pictures of me--

Mm hmm.Right.

and get me into the tabloids
so it can keep me

in the public eye.

Mm hmm.

Is it okay if I don't
understand?

Bob.
I'm so glad you're here.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I--I think so.

- What happened?
- Joy is pregnant.

I just found out I'm gonna be
a dad.

- Joy is pregnant?
- Canadian Joy.

I know that.

But you were just in Canada
last week.

Uh, actually, it happened
a couple of months ago.

Remember that time I was hitting
on you in a really annoying way?

Which time?

The time you told me
that it was never gonna happen

between us and I should
just go get laid.

Again, which time?

Well, I took your advice.

And I tried to find
a sex partner in the States,

but that was a no-go.

So I headed north
to my fall-back girl

and...back she fell.

I'm sure you'll be
a wonderful father.

Well, I'm gonna do
my duty, Joy.

I'm gonna get married
as soon as possible.

This whole thing isn't
what I had pictured for myself.

Oh?

What did you picture
for yourself?

Well...

Sweetheart, I made copies
of our sonogram.

One for my mom,
one for your desk, darling,

and here's an extra one
for you, Joy.

Thank you.
Your baby's beautiful.

Of course he is.
Just like his dad.

Listen, Joy,
I wanted to apologize.

I may have been a little
hormonal when we spoke earlier.

Hormonal.
Of course.

Apology accepted.

Well, good luck.
To both of you.

To all three of us.
Me, Bob Bob, and Bob Bob Bob.

Hey, Elka.

I have some news.

This is a disaster.

That sad-sack bodyguard
has been with me all day

and no paparazzi.

Ugh, the only drone was
his voice in my ear,

whining about the girl
who got away.

I have some news.

It's over.
Canadian Joy is pregnant.

- What?
- Oh.

And here's the sonogram
to prove it.

Wait a minute.

This isn't Bob's baby,
this is Shiloh Pitt.

What?

How could you possibly
know that?

Well, because, it's the most
famous sonogram

ever to be posted
on the internet.

I'd recognize Brad
and Angelina's beautiful fetus

before I'd recognize my own.

Oh, my God.

This means Canadian Joy
isn't really pregnant.

- I'm calling Bob.
- I have some news.

Ugh--voicemail.

Bob?
You can't marry Canadian Joy.

Meet me alone at the office
and I'll explain.

Sorry, Elka, you wanted
to say something?

The mayor is dead.

In my bed.

The mayor is dead?

In my bed!

Oh, my God.
The mayor is dead?

What happened?

You really want details?

He was trying to impress me

with how many push-ups
he could do

on top of me.

All right, so--so, what are we
gonna do?

Call the police, the hospital,
the coroner?

No calls.

I don't want this
to ruin his legacy.

Elka's right.

Every time someone famous dies
having sex,

that's the first thing
people think about

when their name is mentioned.

Then what do we do
with the body?

Exactly what we did
with the governor's body

in my Lifetime original movie,

What Do We Do
With the Governor's Body?

Say we didn't get around
to seeing that particular movie.

Oh, fine.

All right, we sneak the mayor's
body back into his mansion,

put him back in his own bed
and then everyone thinks

he died peacefully
in his sleep.

[cell phone beeps]

It's Bob.

He's heading to the office
to meet me.

I've got to go.
Good luck to us all.

- Oh, you too, honey.
- Yeah.

Okay so, how do we move
the mayor?

I never thought I would
say this,

but Claude might be helpful.

No, that's true.

He just can't know
what he's moving.

We have to hide
the body in something.

I know!

We can hide him in a rug
like they did the first season

of Downton Abbey.

That's perfect.

Oh, so that, you watch.

Okay, come on.
The coast is clear.

Why are we sneaking this rug
out of your house?

It's a prank we're playing
on Joy.

Hmm, good one.

This reminds me
of Downton Abbey.

You know what was in that rug?
A dead body.

People used to do stuff
like that.

Yeah, but that show's
so unbelievable.

There's my shoe!

Oh, look.
My paparazzi drone is back.

Inside.
Inside!

Stop invading my privacy.

I didn't put on
this gorgeous outfit

and perfect daytime makeup
for you.

[Woman]
Timmy!

Stop bothering our neighbors
with that stupid drone.

Timmy?

Timmy.

Everyone, I have a devastating
announcement to make.

That stupid drone outside
belongs to that creepy neighbor

kid who came to our house a few
months ago demanding candy.

Victoria, it was Halloween.

Oh.
Hello, Timmy.

Sorry about the drone.

Well, what are you doing
with that thing, anyway?

And why were you following me?

And me--that drone
was outside my window

when I got out
of my shower--

Oh, my God.
How much did you see?

Both of them.

Go home!

That kid reminds me of me
at that age.

And now.

Claude, why don't you bring
the car around back.

We'll carry the rug
out that way.

Maybe you guys should get
this rug cleaned.

It smells like something
died in it.

So, no paparazzi drone.

And the one we did have
was spying on Mel,

and not on me.

Look, we still have
to get rid of the mayor.

Speaking of--now that he's gone,
who takes his place?

Well, I did meet a cute guy
at the post office.

Oh--you mean who's mayor now.

Yes, who's next in line?

Uh...president
of the city council.

[gasps]
That's me.

You're the Mayor of Cleveland?
That's so exciting!

But so sad.

I'm the Mayor of Cleveland.
Can you believe it?

And so tragic.

Bob?

Hello, Joy.
Surprised to see me?

Bob, you can't marry
Canadian Joy.

Meet me alone at the office
and I'll explain.

I knew you'd try to contact Bob
before the wedding,

so I took his phone.

Well, I'm going to find Bob
and tell him the truth.

Yeah, I can't let you do that.

Just try and stop me.

Fine, you're faster and stronger
than I thought,

but eventually,
someone will let me out.

Yes, but by that time,
Bob and I will be married

and on our honeymoon, where I
will allow no cell phones.

And when we return,
I will be pregnant.

This is crazy--you're doing
all this for the money?

It's more than that.

When I was a little girl,
my mother worked as a maid

for Bob's family.

I'd follow her around
his big house on the hill

and dream I belonged there.

Bob's family was always
so much fun.

There was always
so much laughter.

I get that.

See, I'm not so crazy.

I guess you're not.

I have to tape
your mouth shut now.

One more thing.

Ow!

You didn't say anything
about my dress.

You're kidding.

Well despite what's gone down
here, this is my wedding day.

It's lovely.
Vera Wang?

- She's a genius, right?
- She really is.

When I get married, I want--

Well, thanks for your help.

You can go now,
the job's over.

But I'm so lonely.

Oy.

The woman I love
is getting married right now.

I'm sure that you can
find someone else.

Maybe you just need to lower
your standards a little.

I hear you, Victoria.

Claude, what are you doing?

Lowering my standards.

I didn't mean me!

I'm sorry, it's just--
when the girl you love

runs off to elope
with your brother--

Wait a minute,
you mean your brother Bob?

The girl you love
is Canadian Joy?

Well, in Canada,
we just call her Joy.

It's like the ginger ale.
We just call it dry.

No, Bob can't be getting
married now, he's with Joy.

Which Joy?
My Joy or your Joy?

My Joy.

Okay, to avoid confusion,
let's call my Joy,

my Joy and your Joy,
your Joy.

Well I need to find
your Joy.

Are you talking about
your Joy, my Joy,

or my Joy, your Joy?

I am talking about the Joy
you told me to call your Joy

because your Joy, you wanted
to call my Joy, but--

I have no idea.

You're not very bright,
are you?

Joy!

- Ow!
- Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, but look.

It took care of that little
moustache.

Joy!
Joy, who did this to you?

Canadian Joy.

We have got to stop
that wedding.

Do you know where they are?

No.
Think, Claude, think.

Isn't there some other option?

Wait--when we were kids,
Bob and I used to lie awake

in our twin beds, dreaming about
every detail of our nuptials...

as young boys do.

Claude, where are they
getting married?

[cell phone dings]

Ooh.

Here's a clue--Bob's
Instagram.

Bob and Joy are hiking
to the top of Mount Davis.

I'll never catch up with them.

How can I possibly get
to the top of that mountain

in time to stop the wedding?

- Beautiful, Bob.
- Thank you.

Normally at this point
in the ceremony,

I ask if anyone present objects,
but since there's no one here

to object--

- I object.
- Who said that?

I did.

Joy.

Bob, the sonogram she gave
you--it's Brad Pitt's baby.

You slept with Brad Pitt?

Well, she has a type.

She stole the photo
off the internet.

She's not really pregnant.

- Is this true, Joy?
- Yes, but let me explain.

I've dreamed of being a part
of your family my whole life.

Can you understand how hard
it is to want something

for so long, getting so close,
but knowing you can't have it?

I understand.

Claude?
What are you doing here?

I have loved you forever, Joy.

And I don't care what you did,
I'm in love with you now.

Oh, Claude.
Yes, I will marry you.

What?
I was thinking more like drinks.

Oh, why did I go for
the handsome bad boy

when the bad boy's
even handsomer brother

was here all along?

You never made any sense.
Oh, my love.

Bob?

I have something to say.

I came to the office
this morning to tell you

I've fallen in love with you.

That maybe I've been in love
with you all along.

You're the nicest, kindest,
sweetest man I've ever known.

And you've just made me
the happiest.

Joy, if I wasn't on top
of a mountain with another woman

and you weren't inside an iPad,

I would kiss you
so hard right now.

- Joy, I love you.
- I love you, Bob.

- I love you, Joy.
- I love you, Claude.

- I love you, bro.
- I love you, bro.

I love you, sis.

Yeah, I don't think
we're there yet.

It really looks like
he died in his sleep.

And--and that's what
people will think.

We did a good thing.

Technically, we committed
a crime, moving a dead body.

But it's okay.
No one will ever know.

Let's get out of here
before someone shows up.

Yes.
[knock at door]

Too late.
Someone showed up.

Ooh, quick.
Get in the closet.

[knock at door]

[woman]
Ted, I know you're in there.

I saw your car.

There you are.

Don't pretend to be asleep,
I smell her perfume on you.

That fool had another
girlfriend.

I'll kill him.

[woman]
You're never gonna cheat

on me again!

[gunshots]

Oh, God!
What are we gonna do?

She shot the mayor!

Technically, I'm the mayor.

But a terribly tragedy.

[upbeat music]

- ♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba

♪

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba

♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba

♪ Hey!