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♪ I've been lookin' too hard ♪

♪ For a home on the top ♪

♪ On the top of the surface searchin'♪

♪ Lookin' for something deep ♪

♪ Thought "It's too hard to reach" ♪

♪ Never thought I was someone deservin'♪

♪ But it was all in my head ♪

♪ Heavy weight on my chest only ever left me hurtin'♪

♪ Now I'm callin' a truce on the war in my mind ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm finally learnin' I'm not ♪

♪ Rollin' over, under inside out ♪

♪ Turnin' myself all the way around ♪

♪ What you see is what you get, so ♪

♪ Baby, you can take me ♪

♪ As I am ♪

♪ Cause' I know I'ma take me ♪

♪ As I am ♪

♪ You can take it or leave it You can take it or leave it ♪

Wow.

Hi, Millie!

Hi, Mrs. Winchester!

So nice to meet you.

Please call me Nina.

I've got some tea for us and a charcuterie board.

Is it too early for meat and cheese?

You know, that's what they have for breakfast in Europe.

Wow, um, you're just, this is...

I... I...

I'm just going to say, I think you might be overqualified for this job

with all this experience and a college degree.

No, I know.

I just realized I really enjoy being a housemaid.

You do?

For the right families, of course.

Okay. What brought you back to New York?

I missed it.

Well, I really love New England, but I miss being in the city.

But you know this is a live-in position, right?

I mentioned that in the ad, didn't I?

Oh, yes. Oh, yeah. No, of course. Yes. Yes.

Oh, God, okay.

I miss being near the city,

not actually in the city.

It's a little crazy.

Yes, I fully agree with you.

Okay, so the job is mostly organizing, cleaning,

light cooking, if you're up for that.

Oh, absolutely. I love to cook.

Amazing.

And then you would be helping me with my daughter.

She's Cecilia, Cece.

She's seven years old and, well, she's amazing.

Well, I can't wait to meet her.

Oh. Good. Okay.

Would you like a grand tour

so you can...

see what you're getting yourself into?

Sure.

And the kitchen.

My husband, Andrew, designed this entire house soup to nuts.

He's an architect?

No, he's in tech.

But he pays incredible attention

to every detail.

Now, these steps are, uh, kind of nuts, I know.

Andrew says I'm totally gonna kill myself one day on these.

I'm such a klutz.

I should just draw my chalk outline on the bottom

and get it over with.

So there's another set of stairs

on the other side of the house

that are less Guggenheim-y.

If you're into that.

Wow.

It's basically Andrew's man cave,

but you are welcome to use it anytime you want, of course.

You'd be part of the family,

which also means that you would definitely have

to listen to his TED Talk

about how Barry Lyndonis a misunderstood masterpiece.

This is the upper living room,

which we barely ever use, to be honest.

You sure you even need a housekeeper?

Well, actually, I'm... expecting.

So I'm not gonna have quite so much time

to keep everything so perfect.

But don't tell Andrew because it's very early

and I want to be sure, you know, before I tell him.

Yeah. Congrats.

Thank you.

This is Cece's room.

Andrew even made a little

miniature version of our house for her.

- Isn't that sweet? - Wow.

So the laundry room is in the basement,

and that would be your bathroom

and you would be upstairs.

You're gonna think it's a little bit small,

but it's got a lot of privacy,

and we figured that that was the most important thing.

Lots of light, though.

Ta-da!

You can make it your own, of course.

You can hang posters and bring in potted plants.

You can blast your music as loud as you want

because we cannot hear you downstairs.

What do you think?

- It's perfect. - Okay, good.

Win!

Well, I'm still interviewing,

but I'm hoping to make a decision soon.

Here you go.

Oh, no, you don't have to do that.

Oh, no, I insist.

You spent your energy and your time

and your gas money to be here. Please.

I appreciate it.

I have a really good feeling about this, Millie. I do.

Me too.

Okay. I'll be in touch.

She won't be in touch.

That's the last time I'll ever set foot in that house.

One background check,

and she'll see that everything on that resume is a total lie.

I don't even wear glasses.

I'm just... I'm trying to look legit.

So stupid.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

Um, can I get a job application?

Yeah, sure.

- There you go. - Thanks.

I knew she wouldn't call.

Why did I even think I had a shot at that job?

Oh, well, at least I got $20 out of it.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Roll it down.

Can't sleep here.

I'm so sorry. I...

I was driving from my mom's house

and I got really sleepy,

and I just I pulled over to take a nap. I'm sorry.

This is her actually. Do you mind if I take it?

She's probably freaking out.

Don't text and drive.

I won't. I promise.

- Hello? - Hi, may I speak to Millie?

Uh, this is her. She.

This is Nina Winchester.

I'm calling to offer you the job.

I mean, if you're still available.

Uh, you've probably got a million job offers.

No. I mean, yes, yes. I would love to.

Uh, when would you like me to start?

Oh, my goodness. As soon as possible?

Well, what about this afternoon?

You know what?

- That would be great. - Great.

Anyway, gotta run. Bye, Millie.

Yes!

Hey!

Hey, I'm Millie.

Do you work for the Winchesters?

I'm trying to get in, but I don't know the code.

Nina?

Nina, it's Millie.

Nina?

Millie? Millie, Millie, Millie!

Welcome. Hi.

Sorry. I, um, meant to leave the gate open.

Do you need me to help you bring in your stuff from your car?

Oh, no, this is it.

- Great. Wow. - Yeah.

Yeah, no, I put the rest of it in a storage unit.

Okay, well, that's great. I'm gonna put these up in your room.

Listen, I need to write a PTA speech

that has to be a barn burner,

so I'm gonna be stuck in my office.

But the cleaning supplies are in this closet over there,

and... um, oh.

You're not wearing your glasses.

Oh, I don't... I don't wear 'em all the time. Contacts.

Oh.

Yeah, you look better without them.

Yeah. Okay.

I'll be upstairs.

This is gonna be fun, Millie!

♪ People try to rape me Always think I'm crazy ♪

♪ Make me burn the candle right down ♪

♪ Baby ♪

No shoes on the furniture.

Um, hey. Hi.

You must be... Cece.

I'm Millie.

Hello.

Oh, hey. Hi! You met Millie.

Hi, baby.

Millie's gonna be living with us,

and she's gonna be helping

with the cooking and the cleaning.

And you know what?

She might even play Candy Landwith you

if you ask her with a pretty please.

She's gonna live with us?

Yes. Andrew, I told you that.

I said she was gonna be living in the guest room in the attic.

Doesn't this place look incredible. Look at it.

- Thank you. - Well, Millie, welcome.

Uh, thank you.

Are you hungry? I'm sure we can

turn this dinner for three into a dinner for four.

No, I'm probably just gonna go upstairs

and, uh, get all settled in.

- You sure? - If you don't mind,

I'll just come down afterwards and tidy up.

Yeah, get settled. Yeah, take your time.

We're so happy that you're here.

You just let us know if you change your mind.

Thanks.

You ordered from the wrong Italian place again.

Knock, knock.

Hi.

That window doesn't open, sadly.

But there's a lot of ventilation in this room,

so you should never get stuffy in here.

I got you some dinner.

Andrew always over-orders.

I put some water

in the mini fridge, did you see that?

Yeah, I really don't want to be a pain,

but if it is possible to try and get the window open,

it'd be nice to get some fresh air in here.

Yeah, I agree. That's a great idea.

I will talk to the handyman about that.

Okay, cool. Is that the guy that's down in the yard?

No, that's Enzo. He's the groundskeeper.

Never mind him.

And then if I could just get a key for the deadbolt.

Oh, my God, yes. The deadbolt.

That's so creepy.

This used to be Andrew's storage closet for his files. Okay?

But, oh, my God,

closed window, deadbolt.

What kind of monsters are we?

- Uh... - I will sort that out.

Oh, before I forget. Um...

This is for you. A present.

Also, just, I saw that your phone was just really ancient,

and I wanted you to have that

because I uploaded the credit card onto it

so you can use it at the grocery store

and for gas.

Oh, um, I'll take good care of it. Thank you.

Honestly, I'm like, so happy that... you're here with us.

Thanks.

Can I give you a hug?

Thank you, Millie.

Thank you. Okay.

Let me know if you need anything else.

Shit.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

Nina?

- Where are they? - Where are what?

My PTA notes for the meeting tonight!

They were right here on the counter,

and now they're not here.

- Where are they? - I didn't see any notes.

Bullshit!

Where are they?

- Nina, no, no. - Hey.

Hey! What's going on?

Millie threw away my notes for the meeting tonight.

Where are they?

Nina, why don't we go check your office?

I have to get up and do a speech

in front of everybody

and now I have nothing!

- Nina! - What?

Do you have a copy...

...on your computer?

I wrote them by hand!

Oh, fuck!

I always think better when I write by hand.

Where's my nail at?

All right. Come here, come here.

It's okay.

Let's take a deep breath, okay?

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

I'm gonna pick you up.

Here's the plan. I am going to take Cece to school,

and you...

you are going to take a hot shower.

You're gonna have a nice long breakfast,

and then you have all day to work on your speech,

and you can still make it to the salon for a touch up.

You'll have just enough time to get your roots done.

I love you so much.

- I love you. - I love you.

You need to be more careful next time.

You've ruined my entire day.

I'm sorry.

I am so sorry.

Don-- Don't worry about it.

I don't know what's been going on with her lately.

She's...

she's been on a real emotional roller coaster.

Oh, it's probably the hor--

um, Mercury in retrograde.

Didn't peg you for the star-chart type.

Guilty.

Let me help you clean up.

- It's a fuckin' mess in here. - No, no, no. I got it.

I got it. You go get ready.

I don't want you to be late for Cece.

Thank you.

Tomorrow will be better.

It'll be better, I promise.

Okay.

Yeah.

Cece! Let's hit the road!

What are you doing here?

I work here.

What are you doing here?

You...

I don't really fit in very well

with those other PTA moms.

I guess I didn't realize how stressed I've been.

It's probably just all the new hormones making you go crazy.

I wouldn't say anything to Andrew.

Get out.

I have to shower.

And you're gonna handle dinner later.

Yeah.

It smells amazing.

It's chicken piccata.

Mmm.

Oh, I picked this up for Cece.

Oh, these are fantastic. She's gonna love these.

Someone did not get her snack today,

and she's a very hungry little ballerina.

Why don't you get her started, and I'll be right back down?

Okay.

Hey, Cece,

how was class?

Would you, uh, like juice or... or water?

Juice. But this glass is dirty.

Really? I just took it out of the dishwasher.

Juice is a privilege.

Not something you drink out of a dirty glass.

Of course not.

This looks amazing.

Doesn't it, Cece? Way better than dinosaur nuggets.

Hey, Millie,

why don't you grab a place setting and join us?

Uh...

No, I... I already ate.

Oh, we insist.

Don't we, Cece?

Um...

I hope you guys like it.

Come in.

Hey.

- Hey. - Sorry to bother you.

Got something for you.

Cece insisted.

- She's so sweet. - Yeah.

♪ You can tell me ♪

♪ You don't love her ♪

♪ But you should probably tell her too ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't keep...♪

No, no, no.

Absolutely fucking not!

Oh, my God.

I want you to feel safe here.

I do.

For your door, as requested.

Thanks.

So how was last night? With Andrew?

Good.

I made chicken piccata.

He's a dream, isn't he?

He pretends to like everything I make him,

even if he hates it.

Mmm.

That's a lot of bacon, Millie.

Are you trying to kill us?

Where are you going?

I have...

Saturday off.

Isn't that what we talked about?

No, I... I can't spare you today.

I missed my hair salon appointment

because you threw away my notes.

Remember?

I have a meeting that I can't miss.

You have a meeting?

What's the meeting for?

If I could just have a couple hours off,

and then I'll come back.

Millie, absolutely not.

- Baby? - I can't have you... What?

Sweetheart, it's okay. She can go.

- But, Andy, it's your day off. - I know, exactly.

And that's why we're gonna go to the park... fly this kite.

And we've been waiting all week to fly, right?

We're doing donuts, we're doing kites,

and then we're doing ballet.

Go. Take your time.

- Bye, Mama. - Bye, baby.

Have fun.

Thanks.

Hey, how are you doin'?

I'm good.

Still writing in your journal?

Uh, yeah. Do you wanna read it?

God, no.

I have enough shit to read as it is.

So you left the job at Charlie's?

Well, this housekeeping job just sort of fell into my lap.

And it's live-in, so I'm saving a fortune on rent.

Okay, that's good.

I have my new address here,

and phone number.

The family is really amazing.

I feel... I feel lucky.

Must make meeting new people a little tough, though,

having to live with a family.

I mean, you would think that, right?

But I have already met a ton of really cool nannies.

Any mannies in there?

Are you asking me about my love life, Pam?

If I know how Tinder works,

or if I'm horn dogging all over Great Neck

because I haven't gotten laid in ten years?

No. I'm just saying human connections are important.

Definitely.

But hold onto this job, Millie.

And the living situation.

You'll need both, or you'll be back at Bedford

serving the five years left on your sentence.

And I don't like that for you.

I don't like that for me, either.

- Hi, Nina, I'm just-- - I need you to pick up Cece

from ballet class, 1:45, and don't be late.

Um, okay, where is it? Nina?

What?

Ballet school?

Ballet class.

Little kids.

Fuck.

Tendu right.

And curtsy and open to the left.

Foot behind you.

Excellent, and close to first.

Fabulous class today. Thank you.

Let's go get our bags and shoes.

Great job.

- Hi. Who are you looking for? - Uh, Cece.

Cecilia Winchester.

Are you Nina's new girl?

- Yes. Hi, I'm Millie. - Hi.

Hi!

Cece! Hey, I'm here to pick you up.

I'm spending the night at Emma's.

We arranged it weeks ago. She has all her things.

Oh, no, no, no.

Nina just called me and asked me to pick her up,

so she probably changed her mind.

Oh.

Okay, let me check.

Nina!

Hi, it's Patrice.

Your girl is here. She's insisting

she needs to pick up Cece.

I know.

I know.

No, it's no problem at all.

It's impossible to find reliable help.

Oh, would you like to confirm?

Have fun.

We figured it out.

Okay, take care. Bye.

Wow, they really are beautiful.

So happy we'll be able to use them,

Mother Winchester.

Well, the pattern is vintage, of course.

Millie.

I told you Cece was having a sleepover tonight.

There was no need to make a scene.

This is how you allow the help to dress in your home?

Uh, this is Andrew's mother, Mrs. Winchester.

She's downsizing,

so she has brought us her mother's china.

- Yes. - Isn't it lovely?

Isn't it?

- Yes. - I know.

Andrew loves these dishes.

I want you...

to put them somewhere safe

'cause Nina's likely to trip over herself

and smash them all to pieces.

Guilty as charged.

- Andrew! - Oh.

- Mother. - Oh, Andrew, where's your tie?

I know, I'm too casual. I'm sorry.

- Your hair is fabulous. - Thank you, darling.

Not a root in sight. Is...

- Is that what I think it is? - Yes, it is.

Can't wait to eat off of those plates.

Family heirlooms.

- So happy it's back. - Me too.

This fucking window.

Dishes are still in the sink.

Yeah, I know. I'm kinda lettin' em soak.

Uh, they've been soaking

for three days.

Well, now, you know, it's kinda...

Glug, glug, glug, glug, glug. Ding.

Glug, glug, glug.

...home with everybody going out.

I'm going to ask you one...

I'm not gonna ask you what you sell.

I'm gonna go on here to Patsy, all right?

Ah, Family Feud.

I'm so sorry.

Um... I... I couldn't get some...

- I'll leave you alone. - No, no. Please.

- Get out of your way. - Sit, please. No, sit.

Come on.

Please stay.

Oh, I love this show.

Me too.

I've only ever seen the Steve Harvey one.

- Really? Oh, this is classic. - Yeah.

This is Richard Dawson.

Fashion icon.

- He's an OG. - Yeah?

He has some spectacular sideburns.

He sure does.

Man, my family would have killed on this show.

They are absolute vultures.

Especially my mother.

What about you? You... your, um...

parents, are they game people?

Oh, we don't really keep in touch anymore.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

That's gotta be hard.

Uh, not really, no.

I mean, even if we were, they probably wouldn't...

be into this.

They're kinda like the opposite of fun.

Well, I'll tell you what.

You can be on our team.

It'd be me and you...

and Nina and my mom.

Nina's parents don't make the cut?

They died when she was a kid.

- That's awful. - Yeah.

It's a crazy story, actually.

They died in a house fire.

No one knows how it was started.

Nina made it out, her parents didn't.

For a long time, the police actually thought that she...

Can you imagine...

living with that your entire life?

- That'd be terrible. - What would be terrible?

There she is.

Hey.

Name a cartoon bird.

What are you doing up?

What do you mean? I can say the same about you.

I'm watching Family Feud.

Mmm.

- At 2:00 a.m.? - You wanna get in on this?

Some Dawson? Wanna get some Dawson on you?

No, I'm good. It's...

Baby, it's 2:00 a.m.

Okay.

I'mma go to bed.

Let me know how it ends.

All right.

Goodnight.

- I'll be right up. - Okay.

Uh, cartoon bird, little Katie.

Three answers remaining.

- Daffy Duck. - Um.

Let's see if you made it.

It's late. I should probably get some sleep.

This isn't working.

- What? - This isn't working.

So I'm gonna need you to pack your stuff

and leave first thing in the morning

before Cece wakes up.

So she doesn't get upset.

No, Nina.

I... I...

I didn't think anyone was gonna be down here.

You told me I could use the screening room.

I'm gonna need the phone back as well.

Please, Nina.

I will do anything

to make it up to you. I promise.

Can you just give me...

one more chance?

Um...

Fine.

One week.

Okay?

But you're gonna have to dress appropriately

around the house from now on.

Yeah, of course. Sorry.

Oh, Millie.

Stay the fuck away from my husband.

- Mmm. - And so my nanny's going on

and on about her dead dog,

and I don't mean to be a B-I-T-C-H,

but since when did I become a canine grief counselor?

Meanwhile, Emma is late for school.

- Mmm. - I'm missing yoga.

You know what yoga means to me.

- It's everything. - That's so unfortunate.

Thank you.

Well, we are going to be looking for a nanny soon.

Oh, my God, Nina! You're pregnant.

- Nina. - I knew it.

No. Not... Not yet.

We are making a plan.

We've been going to see this incredible

fertility specialist in the city.

- Cool. - Andrew insists

on sparing no expense,

of course. So, yeah.

- That's wonderful. - Ooh, yeah.

We will find you the most fantastic nanny, I promise.

- Absolutely. - Thanks.

Oh, this is Cece's pediatrician.

- I will be right back. - Oh.

Fill our tea.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

I really thought she was pregnant.

I know, we were all thinking it.

I mean, have you seen her skin?

God, and how about those roots?

My God. You'd think she would take

better care of herself for Andrew.

- He's so fucking hot. - He is.

And especially because they have an airtight prenup.

- Mmm. - Okay. You know,

she did not have a dime when they got married.

She'll be sleeping on the street

if she doesn't get her shit together.

Cece? Would he get custody, considering...

Of course. After what she did.

How many months she spent in that awful psych ward?

- Nine. - Nine.

Nine months.

I mean, good Lord,

I do not know how he puts up with her.

Because he is a saint.

He's a hot saint.

Hot Saint Andrew. Oh, my God.

- Ooh. - What did I miss?

Oh, we're just talking spring fundraiser.

- Ooh. - Please,

save us with a theme idea.

Stop lurking.

Those women were right about one thing.

Andrew is definitely a saint for standing by Nina.

I can't believe she lied about being pregnant.

Everything she's told me is a lie.

It wasn't the hormones making her crazy.

She actually is crazy.

Poor Andrew.

As soon as I save up enough money,

I am out of here.

Today wasn't a total disaster.

Uh, thank you.

I'm gonna need you to watch Cece next Saturday.

Andrew and I have an appointment in the city,

and I know it's your day off,

but I trust that it won't be a problem.

Uh...

- We'll have fun. - Good.

Haloperidol.

Acute fucking psychosis?

Hey, Lexi, it's Millie. Listen.

I really need to make some extra money

so I can quit this job.

Do you think you could, um, ask your cousin

if I could get a job at the warehouse?

I'll do anything. I'll clean,

I'll set boxes, I'll scrub toilets.

I just really need to get out of here.

You're leaving?

What?

No, no, no.

I'm gonna...

make you lunch.

What are you in the mood for?

A bologna sandwich?

Okay.

But you said you needed to get out of this place

on the phone just now.

No.

You misheard me.

One bologna sandwich coming right up.

So how was, uh...

how was school this week?

Learn anything fun or interesting?

It's school. It's not fun or interesting.

What about boys?

Got any crushes?

Ew, no. Why would you even ask me that?

I am just...

trying to make some small talk.

Forget it.

I'm not hungry anyway.

Okay.

You don't have to be my friend, you know.

It's not part of your job.

Well, I'd like to be.

Why?

'Cause I like you.

No, you don't.

"Do you want juice or water?"

"Juice, please."

"Don't spill.

"Juice is a privilege."

"I won't." "Did you go to the salon today?"

"Yes."

"You look very nice."

- "Thank you." - Cece, would you like some

dinosaur chicken nuggets and ketchup?

Ketchup makes a mess.

Yes, it does.

Cece, where did you find this troll?

Were you in my room?

Cece, this troll is very special to me.

I don't want you going into my room, do you understand?

You need to stay out of the attic.

So do you.

Hey.

Hey, Cece,

can you go play in your bedroom

for a little bit, please?

What happened?

Premature ovarian insufficiency.

We've been trying for years.

At least now we know.

- I'm sorry. - I've just...

Man, I've just always wanted a lot of kids.

Like a... Like a whole soccer team full.

Nina and I were only children like you.

Well, at least you have Cece.

Of course, of course.

I know it sounds selfish.

I love Cece.

I've always wanted a child of my own with Nina.

I didn't realize...

Oh, Cece is... she's absolutely my daughter.

She's just not my biological daughter.

You're an amazing dad.

Look, I just really don't know how she's gonna take this.

She's been so fragile lately.

I really don't think that she can handle the disappointment.

She has you.

I don't think that I am enough.

It's not fair! I did everything I could!

Nina, it's not your fault.

You wish I was gone.

God! Wait! Nina, no!

- Hello? - No, no, no!

Andrew, are you... are you okay?

What?

Oh, my God.

Andrew, are you okay?

What? You overheard those PTA cunts

saying that I'm crazy?

That I don't deserve my husband?

That I belong in a nuthouse?

Andrew!

Let go of this.

- Wrap this around your hand. - Thank you.

Alive and well.

I cleaned up the mess from last night.

Sorry I wasn't honest about the baby.

I guess I was...

trying to manifest.

Or something.

It's okay, I get it.

I don't know... ...how I'm gonna face Andrew's mother.

Anyway,

I realized I need to stop holding onto things

and just start fresh.

So these are practically brand-new,

and I want you to have them.

I...

I... I can't.

No, seriously,

these are gonna be thrown in the bin at Goodwill.

This would look amazing on you.

Millie, take it.

Thanks.

Well, Andrew took Cece to pancakes,

so you don't really have to worry about breakfast this morning.

But I do need a favor.

I need you to look into tickets for a musical called Showdown.

Andrew's been dying to see it,

and I want to do something to

make it up to him.

Sure.

This Saturday,

if you can manage,

and an overnight at a high-end hotel.

Splurge on a suite.

Something romantic.

And Cece will be at a friend's house.

I'll arrange for her to...

uh, be out of the house

and you can just have the weekend to yourself.

That sounds great.

I'll see what I can do.

You're a lifesaver, Millie.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

You're with the Winchesters, right?

- Yeah. - I'm with the Leightons.

Suzanne?

Right.

Cece's not that good, is she?

Don't worry. No one gives her any shit.

Not after everything she's been through.

What do you mean?

Seriously?

All the psycho mom shit?

I know she spent some time in a psych ward, but...

Um...

Nina Winchester tried to drown her kid in a bathtub.

- What? - Yeah.

It's like all the PTA bitches talk about.

When Cece was a baby,

Nina threw her in a tub of running water,

then tried to off herself

by swallowing a shit ton of pills.

Luckily, her husband got freaked out

when he couldn't get ahold of her,

then called the police for a wellness check.

It's, like, fucked up, right?

Great job, dancers. Thank you.

- Let's get our belongings. - All right.

- Your car smells like feet. - Thank you.

Hey.

What do you know about this family?

Sorry, no English.

Oh, bullshit.

I know you shouldn't be here.

Why?

Leave him alone.

You've no business talking to Enzo.

What is this?

They're the Broadway tickets and the hotel reservation.

- For Saturday? - Yeah.

But why would I have you book tickets...

for the day that I'm driving Cece to arts camp in D.C.?

- Why would I do that? - I don't know, but you did.

No, I didn't.

And I assume that these are non-refundable now, at this point?

Nina, I did what you asked me to do.

Fine. They're gonna come out of your paycheck.

And I'm so sorry about that, but it was your mistake,

and you're gonna have to cover the fee.

Nina, I can't afford that.

I don't care!

It was your mistake. You're gonna cover it.

Nina, that's more than I have saved.

Hey.

- Hello. - Hi.

Just about cleaned out the florist,

so otherwise I would have... I would have got you more.

What's wrong?

Millie booked tickets

for a non-refundable weekend for us

that we can't even use.

And she's gonna have to pay for it. Sorry.

No, she doesn't. That's okay.

We'll just call the credit card company and have it reversed.

I don't think that's a thing.

That is a thing. That's a thing.

You don't have to pay for anything.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Sweetheart?

All this stuff for a week?

I don't want her to get homesick.

Okay. Sorry. Shit. Okay.

Sorry.

I am so sorry. I usually get dressed before I come out.

No, it's really my fault. I was actually just...

I was coming to confess something to you.

I wanted to let you know that I couldn't get the tickets refunded.

- Shit. - Yeah.

So I think you should take them

and go to the show with a friend

and stay in the room, charge whatever you want.

Room service. I want you to enjoy yourself.

That is...

really nice of you, but...

I can't. I don't have anyone I can bring.

You gotta have somebody.

I wish I did, but I don't.

Okay, well, just, um... how about you and I go?

We can come back tonight. I can...

I can sweeten the deal a little bit,

throw in a slice of pizza, maybe a hot apple cider?

I'll just tell Nina that I...

exchanged the tickets and I can take her next week.

No, I can't have you do that.

Oh, come on, we could both use a night out.

I know we could. Why not?

I mean, it's supposed to be a great show.

Okay.

Great. We're going.

♪ Cinnamon ♪

♪ In my teeth ♪

♪ From your kiss ♪

♪ You're touching me ♪

Great dress.

♪ All the pills ♪

♪ That you take ♪

♪ Violet, blue, green red to keep me ♪

♪ At arm's length don't work ♪

♪ You try to push me out ♪

♪ But I just find my...♪

Thanks for coming.

♪ Violet, blue, green, red to keep me out, I win ♪

♪ There's things I wanna say to you ♪

♪ But I'll just let you live ♪

♪ Like if you hold me without hurting me ♪

♪ You'll be the first who ever did ♪

♪ There's things I wanna talk about ♪

♪ But better not to give ♪

♪ But if you hold me without hurting me ♪

♪ You'll be the first who ever did ♪

♪ Be the first who ever did ♪

- I'm hungry. - Yeah, I'm hungry.

- I could eat. Yeah. - Yeah?

Wasn't pizza a part of this deal?

- Yeah, it was. - Yeah?

Yeah. You know what? I think I got a better idea.

Holy shit, that was amazing.

- It was, wasn't it? - Yeah.

Yeah.

This place is really fancy.

Well, it's charming,

in an old New York kind of way.

Yeah.

I... I don't...

I don't really know what I should order.

Well, how about we just get one of everything?

- Everything? - Everything.

- We can't do that. - Yeah, we can.

You like martinis?

I guess. I don't know.

- Well, I guess we'll find out. - Yeah.

To new adventures.

Cheers.

I mean, you're funny, you're...

you're caring, you're great with kids.

I just don't understand why you're cleaning people's houses.

You should be out there living your best life.

And have you ever thought about what

you want to do with your time on this Earth?

- I don't know. No, not really. - Why not?

What about you?

Are you...

living your best life doing...

I don't even know what you do.

I run a data processing company

that my father left me.

Basically, I get paid a lot of money

to do really boring shit.

- Gotcha. - I mean, all I've ever really wanted to do

was to be a husband and a father, honestly.

That's really sweet.

What about you? Do you want kids?

Yeah.

Someday.

With the right person, of course.

I mean, I... I...

feel like I won the lottery with Nina, and I should feel

- like I'm living my best life. - But you're not?

I love my wife.

I really do.

I just feel like she's angry all the time,

and I don't know why.

I feel like every conversation we have ends in a tirade.

If it makes you feel any better, same.

I mean, she used to be so different. She was, uh...

She was... loving,

and she was kind, and she was generous.

She was affectionate.

I mean, all I want to do is make her happy

and I genuinely don't know how.

Andrew, it's not you.

I should not have said that. I'm sorry.

No, it's okay. I mean, I see the way that she treats you,

and I hate it.

I hate it.

I feel like I'm letting you down.

You're not.

Pretty sure there's a dance floor in there.

- You want to go dancing? - Should we hit it?

Yeah.

Let's dance.

♪ Will your eyes return to mine?♪

♪ Will our day start to shine?♪

♪ It was winter ♪

♪ Now let's move right into spring ♪

♪ Let the birds sing ♪

I don't suppose you feel sober enough to drive us home?

Not really, no.

I think we got a problem.

And you're all set.

They're not adjoining, but they're on the same floor.

- Thanks. - Mm.

Shit, my phone's dead.

Oh.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

- Of course. Have a great stay. - Thank you.

I'll see you in the morning.

Good night.

Do not blow up your life.

Oh, shit.

Oh, no.

Hey.

What's wrong?

She doesn't mean it. I'll talk to her.

- She does, Andrew. She does. - Millie, come here.

She wants to destroy my life,

and I don't know why.

No, she doesn't. I will talk to her.

Andrew, I know you think that I can do better,

but I need this job.

I can't lose it. I... I... I do not want to go back.

Go back where?

You're not going to lose your job.

Everything is going to be okay.

I promise you.

Okay?

Don't cry. It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

♪ Fool me once and it's "So what?"♪

♪ Fool me twice I'm a dumb fuck ♪

♪ Three times, you like every damn boy I ever loved ♪

♪ Oh, no ♪

Take off my dress.

♪ You're telling me that you're the exception ♪

♪ If you a good boy with bad intentions ♪

♪ Tell me now ♪

♪ 'Cause it's kinda late ♪

♪ And I'm emotionally ♪

♪ Kinda twisted right around ♪

♪ And if I stay another minute, babe ♪

♪ I'll say a thing I never say ♪

♪ 'Cause something 'bout you breaks me down ♪

♪ I do not love you yet ♪

♪ But I'm 'bout as close as I can get ♪

♪ Keep one last percent ♪

♪ Close to my chest ♪

♪ Just in case you turn out bad as the rest ♪

♪ I will not be a fool ♪

♪ But for you, I might do what dumb bitches do ♪

♪ Put on the dress say...♪

♪ ...heart from my place to your bed ♪

♪ I'm as bad as the rest ♪

♪ I'm as bad as the rest ♪

Nina's coming home early.

So we have to beat her home.

We should get going.

- Okay. - Okay?

This is gonna sound really cheesy,

but I didn't think anybody could look so beautiful in the morning.

Nina can't ever know.

And this can't ever happen again.

I really wish things were different.

I wish I would have met you before.

Me too.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Nina?

Nina!

I'm gonna go get changed.

I'll start making lunch just in case she comes back.

Ah, fuck it.

Hello?

Anybody home?

Hi.

Welcome home.

- Thank you. - Lunch is almost ready.

Oh, boy.

- Hi. - Hey, sweetheart.

- Hi. What are you doing? - I was just fixing the drain

in the upstairs guest bathroom. It's a bit clogged.

I knew you would try to do that.

I said the plumber's coming on Tuesday.

No, I know. I was just feeling extra manly today.

- Okay. - Yeah.

How was the trip? How's Cece?

She's good.

Listen.

I'm very sorry about last night.

It was a very long drive.

I was very tired.

I do not sleep well in hotels,

turns out.

And I should not be left alone with my phone.

So, lesson learned. It's a new day.

- Please accept my apologies. - Yeah, it's okay.

- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. - It's okay.

Let's get some food in ya.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Mm. Mm. - Hi.

- This looks fantastic. - Yes.

...you know? Hey, Millie.

- Mm-hmm. - How was your night off?

Uh, my best friend Lexi took me

- to Peter Luger. - Hmm.

Um, she had a gift certificate. It was really nice.

We had a lot of sides.

But I don't really eat meat.

This looks incredible. So, thank you.

I don't know why but my quiches never turn out.

I've been meaning to ask you.

Did you learn how to cook while you were in prison?

You know, she was in prison for ten years

before she came to work with us.

Right?

I think it's brave,

making a new start in a new town.

I'm glad that we could be a part of your journey.

Oh.

We need a restock of all of Cece's favorites

before she gets home.

You haven't really been keeping up with that.

And could you... Sorry.

Could you use my car

for running errands from now on

until you can save up to get something nicer?

I'm afraid yours is becoming

an unwelcome topic of conversation. Here you go.

- You know what I mean? - Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

I had it all wrong.

Nina was never one of those women

just going with her gut.

She knew.

The whole fucking time,

she knew I needed this job and couldn't leave,

no matter how shitty she made my life.

What kind of bitch does something like that?

Thanks, have a good day.

Hello, Millie.

- Hi. - Is that the newest phone?

What do you think of that camera? It's...

pretty great, right?

I wouldn't know. I only use it for work.

Well, still, you're very trusting.

What do you mean?

Pumpkin, most of the nannies won't take the phone

'cause they don't want every text,

every call, every place you go tracked.

But, I mean, you have nothing to hide, so...

good for you.

And that's when I realized

that Nina knew everything.

- Millie Calloway. - Yeah?

Hands against the car, please.

What? Why?

I said, "Hands against the car."

Ow! What did I do?

This car's been reported stolen.

What? No.

No, this is my boss's car.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth about prison.

I was in high school, and it was a mistake. And...

You don't have to explain anything.

The past is in the past.

Andrew, she knows.

I know.

Nina!

Nina, come down here.

What the hell kind of stunt was that?

I know you took her to the city.

I know you used the hotel room.

And...

I know that you fucked her.

You're imagining things again.

Oh.

- Of course I am. - Yeah.

I imagine

your parole officer is going to be really interested

to know that you no longer have a job

or... ...a place to live

and that you stole thousands of dollars'

worth of my clothes out of my closet.

You told me I could take them. You said you didn't want them anymore.

And off to prison you'll go...

Enough!

Nina, I don't know

who you are.

And, quite frankly, your cruelty,

it makes me sick.

I'm sorry, Nina, but I would like you...

I would like you to leave.

- What? - I can't sit here

and watch you destroy this poor girl's life.

I won't allow it.

Please leave my house.

Uh...

Our house.

It's my house.

This is our house.

My...

house.

You can't do that.

Now!

Please leave now.

Would you like help packing your things?

Uh, what?

Would you like help packing your things?

Fuck you.

Uh, how we doing?

I need you to know that it's not your fault.

This was a long time coming.

- Okay? - What about Cece?

Don't worry. I'm talking to my lawyers tomorrow.

I'm gonna get her back here,

make sure she's safe.

I'll start looking for a new job.

What are you talking about?

My parole comes with conditions.

I haven't felt this way about somebody in a very long time,

possibly ever.

And I really... I want to help you out.

I want to help you out any way I can.

I want you to stay here with me.

I want that too.

♪ It's so unnatural way you got me wrapped up ♪

♪ Yeah, you got me hooked up Yeah, you...♪

♪ It's so magical what you do with one touch ♪

♪ Yeah, you got me unstuck ♪

♪ Yeah, you got me love-struck ♪

♪ Hi, hello ♪

♪ You've been running circles in my head, you know ♪

♪ You said we were gonna take it nice and slow ♪

♪ And now I'm telling everyone I know ♪

Wow, that's some A-plus oral hygiene.

"Beauty is power.

"A smile...

"is its sword."

That's my mom's favorite quote.

- Mmm. - She is obsessed

with this smile.

- That's pretty cheesy. - Yeah.

♪ Nothing will ever compare to the way you do ♪

♪ If it's okay with you ♪

♪ I think I'm gonna love you Gonna love you...♪

♪ ...time ♪

♪ Time, time, and time ♪

♪ It's so dramatic how you're all that I've got ♪

♪ How you love me non-stop ♪

♪ And your hair is so hot ♪

♪ Hi, hello ♪

♪ You've been running circles in my head, you know ♪

♪ You said we were gonna take it nice and slow ♪

♪ And now I'm telling everyone I know ♪

♪ And it's looking all right with me, so ♪

♪ If it's okay with you...♪

What do you want?

Millie, are you okay?

Fuck.

- What happened? - Trying to do breakfast in bed,

and then I saw the creepy groundskeeper guy

just staring at me through the window.

I've had enough of that asshole.

Hey! Hey!

Come here.

Get your shit and get out of here. Okay?

We don't need you anymore.

You're fired.

Fired!

Got that?

Fuck that guy, right?

Never understood why Nina wanted him around so much.

I could never stand him.

I'm sorry. It's your mom's good china.

It's okay. Come here.

I don't want you to worry about cleaning or cooking

or anything like that.

You could twist my arm.

Don't throw any of these out.

Okay?

Yeah.

I got a plate guy.

He's real good at putting them back together.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

You'll learn.

Welcome home.

- Hey. - Hi.

The plates are still dirty.

I didn't want to cut myself washing them.

- Oh. Mmm. - Yeah.

- And I don't want that. - Mm-mm.

Dinner smells really good.

- It does, doesn't it? - Yeah.

What do you say we put a pin in dinner for a little bit?

- Sure. Yeah. - Yeah?

How do you feel about champagne?

In here, seriously?

Yeah. We'll be acrobatic.

Bubbles. Bubbles.

Okay.

Ready?

Cheers.

What do you think?

- You like it? - It's really bubbly.

Andrew?

Andrew, I'm stuck.

Andrew, can you open the door?

Andrew, can you hear me? Can you let me out?

I will.

Just not yet.

What... What do you mean?

What are you talking about, Andrew? Let me out.

Andrew, come on. Is this a game?

I wish it was.

What?

What are you talking about? Andrew, open the door.

Andrew! Open the door, Andrew!

Andrew, let me out of here!

Let me out of here!

Oh, my God. Let's get the hell out of here.

Whoo!

♪ Since you been gone ♪

♪ I can breathe for the first time ♪

♪ I'm so movin' on yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Thanks to you Thanks to you ♪

♪ Now I get ♪

♪ I get what I want ♪

♪ I can breathe for the first time ♪

♪ I'm so movin' on yeah, yeah ♪

Fuck you, Andrew!

Oh, fuck you.

♪ You should know ♪

♪ That I get I get what I want ♪

♪ Since you been gone ♪

Dear Cece,

if you're reading this,

I'm either dead

or you just turned 18.

Either way, I needed you to know

that your mother was a fucking idiot.

Full stop.

What do you expect from a girl whose parents died when she was eight

and spent the rest of her childhood in shitty foster homes?

I did not,

as Andrew likes to insinuate,

have anything to do

with that fire that killed them.

I love my parents more than anything in the world,

and for a long time,

I wish I'd gone right up with them.

But I didn't.

So I had to keep living.

Abandonment issues,

trust issues,

self-esteem issues.

I filled the whole bingo card.

I'm not sure if it was a miracle or just dumb luck

that I survived my childhood,

but I eventually scholarshipped my way

into law school.

And I almost made it to the other side.

Almost.

But there was that married professor

who knocked me up.

He didn't want anything to do with us.

Sometimes I think about that law degree I bailed on,

whether it would have made a difference in the end.

Nina, get in here

with the Grady spreadsheets.

Coming.

Is there a way I can get some of her money?

Well, you're asking yourself,

"Will this arbitration ever end?"

- There they are. - Hi.

Jesus Christ, Nina!

Go clean yourself up.

God.

Oh, sorry.

What the fuck?

Right?

It's amazing what you'll trade away

for the sweet relief of health insurance

and child care.

And it was that exact moment...

he came into my life.

- Hi. - I'm so sorry about Lynch.

The guy can be a real asshole.

That's why he's my lawyer.

- Yeah. - Are you okay?

Uh, no, I'm sorry. Yeah, I'm okay.

I just feel really bad about what happened,

and I'd love to take you to lunch.

Oh, you don't have to do that.

I want to.

At the time,

I thought he was so goddamn charming,

humble, handsome,

a million-dollar smile.

- Mmm. - Um...

Hey, I was thinking maybe we could go out sometime.

My mother loves children. She could babysit.

Or, of course, your daughter could come with us.

I would love that.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

It took him six days to get in my pants

and six weeks to propose.

Oh, my God.

Are you kidding me?

Andrew!

Honestly, I would have said yes halfway through that first fucking lunch.

How was I supposed to resist a knight in shining armor?

The house should have been a tip-off.

A storybook kingdom he built

for some mysterious fiancee named Kathy,

who jilted him.

I should have asked what happened to her,

but I didn't.

"Her loss," I thought.

Wow.

Something smells amazing! What is that?

I think what you're smelling is

the vanilla cardamom coffee cake I just made,

and you're gonna be my guinea pig.

Oh, I'd love to be.

I hate to break it to you, sweetheart,

but your roots are making a break for it.

Well, good news, I just made a salon appointment with Mark,

and he's gonna beat them back in today.

Mmm.

I love Mark for that.

Andy, hi. I'm so sorry I'm late.

Oh, that's okay.

Stopped by that Thai place you like.

Want me to make you a cocktail?

- There she is. Hi. Hi. - Hi.

Was someone a silly goose

and forget to get their roots done?

Mmm. Mm. Mm.

I got caught at the park with Cece

before I dropped her off at Lena's. I'm sorry.

I'm gonna reschedule

and get this stuff on the table.

Hey, before you do that...

you think you can give me a hand with something?

What?

I just have this last-minute meeting with the board,

and there's these notes. I cannot seem to find them.

I think they're upstairs in the storage room.

- Right now? - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Can you give me a hand?

- You know it. - Thank you.

Ah.

I'll go turn the light on.

I'll be right up.

Okay.

- Babe, there's no files in here. - I know.

Babe.

Andy.

Andy?

I'm here.

Andy, it's locked.

I am very disappointed, Nina.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Your hair is a privilege and it needs to be cared for.

Um...

My hair?

Are you aware of how embarrassing it is

to have your wife walking around town with her roots showing?

I'm gonna make another appointment,

I told ya.

I need you to be better.

For the both of us. I really do.

Andy, I'm gonna get my fucking roots fixed, okay?

So you can let me out of the room now, please.

I will.

Just not yet.

I need you to understand that there are consequences to your actions.

What are you fucking talking about?

I have an envelope, which I will be sliding under the door.

Now, listen very carefully, please.

I need you to...

pluck 100 hairs

from your scalp with the roots intact.

- Um, what? - Nina,

I need to see those follicles.

Okay, babe, you got me.

That was good.

You got me.

Please let me out.

Once you've done that,

please put them back in the envelope

and slide it under the door,

and then we can discuss your freedom.

Andy!

This isn't funny!

Andy!

I'm not doing this anymore.

Please let me out of the fucking room!

I'm so sorry.

Andy.

And I love you so much.

Babe?

Babe?

Andy?

Andy!

Cece! Andy! Please!

Fuck!

Who was this man I married?

What had I done

to deserve this?

No food.

Three tiny bottles of water.

The only bathroom was a bucket in the closet.

I thought back to when it was just me and you, Cece.

I had no idea how good we had it.

Even if we were constantly on the brink of financial disaster.

Now what choice did I have

but to obey this fucker

if I ever wanted to see you again?

Andrew,

I did everything that you asked me to do.

Can you let me out, please?

One of the strands didn't have a follicle,

so you have to start again.

What?

Andrew, Andrew, please.

Please be more careful this time.

Andrew! Please!

Please! Andrew, please!

Andrew!

Oh... ...fuck!

This was for your own good.

If you'd let me,

I can help you become a better person.

Mmm.

Cece.

Cece!

Oh, baby, hi. Hi, come here. Come here.

Oh.

Cece!

No!

Cece!

If I were the police, maybe I would have thought the same thing,

that I had drugged and tried to drown my baby,

that I had swallowed a bottle of pills

and tried to off myself, too.

No one would believe my husband was a cruel, sadistic monster.

How could a man that handsome, that successful,

that well-loved be anything but a saint?

There is nothing in that attic except boxes and papers, Nina.

When you're having delusions, they can feel very real,

even when they're not.

While they pumped me full of antipsychotics, antidepressants,

all I could think about was you.

After nine months,

I realized the only way to get back to you

was to admit...

what I'd done. So, I fell on my knees,

confessed everything and begged for my freedom.

We're gonna be so happy, Nina.

As long as you follow the rules.

But by that time,

I understood I'd never be free.

No matter how hard I tried to prove

I was the happiest, most perfect wife...

...in the entire world,

Andrew had convinced

all those adoring shit-for-brain vipers

that I was crazy,

dangerous, unfit to raise my own daughter.

And he was crowned Husband of the Year

for sticking by his unhinged wife.

Of course, he wanted his own baby.

But there was no way

I was gonna let him plant

his evil seed in me.

I snuck away to the city, got an IUD,

the same doctor I eventually blackmailed to lie

and tell Andrew that I was fresh out of eggs.

Anything was an excuse to lock me up.

Leaving the lights on,

when you spilled your juice at the breakfast table.

And any time I fought back,

he made sure to remind me that he held all the cards.

Enzo was my only connection to the outside world,

the only one who believed me.

He tried to help us escape.

He got us fake passports,

but Andrew found them in my drawer

and back to the institution I went.

Every asset was in his name.

I had no money, no credit, no family, no friends.

I was a psych ward frequent flier

with zero chance at custody.

If I tried to run,

Andrew would hunt me down and drag us back,

and everyone would call him a hero.

I was trapped.

There was no chance in hell

he would ever let me leave the marriage alive.

And if I died,

what would become of you?

What had I done

bringing this man

into your life?

And then it dawned on me.

Andrew did have a weakness,

his need to be adored.

So I started making a plan.

- You went away again. - I know.

And now I'm back.

Andrew found the passports.

Look, I know a guy who could help.

I think that would only make things worse for me.

I could help you.

You need to stay out of this, Enzo.

Listen to me carefully.

All right? I lost a sister to a man like Andrew,

and I will not let this happen again.

So now you go, you pack your bag,

you take Cece, and you leave right now.

I will take care of Andrew.

No,

Andrew's gonna leave me.

How?

Millie was exactly Andrew's type.

Pretty, smart, blonde,

all alone in the world, someone he'd want to save.

Disowned by her parents, fired from her last job,

broke, no friends, living in her car,

and the crown jewel,

out on parole

after serving ten years of a 15 year sentence.

And not for drugs or drunk driving

or some other teen bullshit.

She was in prison for murder.

My plan was to hire a pretty girl to replace me.

But once I met Millie,

I came up with a better plan.

Enzo begged me to find another way,

to leave Millie out of all this, but...

I knew it was the only way I could truly be free from Andrew.

I made him promise not to interfere.

It was her or it was Cece and me.

He reluctantly agreed,

but he said he would stay to keep an eye on her.

Part of me hopes you'll never read this.

But if you do,

I'm glad you know the whole story now.

I just needed you to know I wasn't a bad person.

Hiring Millie was the only way I could keep you safe

and set us both free,

if we get lucky enough

to make it all the way to free.

And I figured if anyone could take care of this situation,

it was her.

- Millie. - Ah!

Millie, please stop.

Please?

Open the door.

- I can't do that. - Why not? Come on.

I will.

Just not yet.

Andrew, what the fuck do you want?

It's irreplaceable, Millie.

What?

My grandmother, she brought this china

all the way from London.

And my mother,

she served every single holiday meal on it

with not so much as a single chip.

And then you drop it.

Like a careless child,

you drop it.

And on top of that,

you don't even clean it.

It was an accident, Andrew.

Family heirlooms are a privilege, Millie.

And now one of mine is in 21 pieces,

and you didn't even clean it.

Let me out,

you're a fucking psychopath!

I will let you out, But first, you need to atone.

So what you're gonna do...

...is you're gonna take this piece right here in my hand,

and you're gonna carve 21 lines into your stomach,

one for every piece that you fucking broke.

Once you've done that,

we can discuss your freedom.

If...

you don't do it properly,

you are just going to have to do it again.

So I suggest you do it right the first time.

In your fucking dreams.

And I need these to be long and deep cuts.

Oh, and please slide the piece under the door when you're done.

I'll be watching.

Andrew?

Andrew!

Andrew!

Andrew!

It's pretty clear now

that Nina knew everything about me

from the moment I walked through her door.

It's funny.

The boy I went to prison for was a lot like Andrew.

Stupid rich,

good looking,

adored by everyone.

A saint.

Help.

I didn't mean to kill him...

...but I'm not sorry I did.

Millie, what did you do?

Oh, my God, what did you do?

I was trying to do a good thing,

but my roommate denied everything.

I don't know why.

Everyone believed the rich kids,

not the scholarship charity case.

Even my parents.

The only option was to take a plea deal.

Manslaughter,

fifteen years.

I made parole after ten.

It wasn't a smooth transition into the real world.

I guess I don't handle creeps very well.

Keep your hands off us, Charlie, you fucking freak.

Nina was looking for an escape hatch.

I was it.

Good for her, I guess.

Now I'm the butterfly in the box.

All those years I persisted,

I survived,

I fought back.

But in the end,

there's only one way out for girls like me.

Surrender and hope for the best.

Andrew, I did it!

Andrew, you can let me out now!

I had two days left.

I know,

but we have to go.

Where?

We are gonna find somewhere new to live.

Just the two of us.

We're free.

What?

What?

What about Millie?

Millie's... gonna stay with Daddy.

I think we should take her with us.

Millie can take care of herself.

Good morning, sleepyhead.

How are you?

I'm okay.

I really do want a life with you.

I really do.

You just need to learn

that there's consequences

to your actions.

Think about it.

You'll have everything you've ever wanted.

An education, financial stability,

a beautiful home,

a family.

Isn't that what you want?

I do want those things.

So do I.

Just not with you, asshole.

God! God damn!

Millie, come here!

No, Millie. No!

Millie! Fuck! Millie!

Come on!

Open the fucking door! Now!

I am going to call the cops

and you're gonna rot in fucking prison.

Open the fucking door!

Fuck!

Let me out!

I need a fucking sandwich.

Open the door!

Let me the fuck out!

Fuck!

♪ I feel so bad I got a worried mind ♪

♪ I'm so lonesome all the time ♪

♪ Since I left my baby behind On Blue Bayou ♪

♪ Saving nickels saving dimes ♪

♪ Working till the sun don't shine ♪

♪ Looking forward to happier times ♪

♪ On Blue Bayou ♪

♪ I'm going back someday ♪

♪ Come what may to Blue Bayou ♪

♪ Where the folks are fine and the world is mine ♪

♪ On Blue Bayou ♪

♪ Where those fishing boats with their sails afloat ♪

♪ If I could only see ♪

♪ That familiar sunrise ♪

♪ Through sleepy eyes ♪

♪ How happy I'd be ♪

♪ Gonna see my baby again ♪

Millie?

Millie.

Millie, are you there?

I'm here.

I'm so sorry, Millie.

I really fucked up.

I did a really terrible thing.

I just have such a bad temper sometimes.

But I want to be better.

I know I can be better.

I want you to help me be better.

I need somebody to help me.

Can you open this door, please?

I'm so thirsty. Can you please open the door

so I can get some water?

I will.

You will?

Yeah.

Just not yet.

I want you to do something for me first.

What do you need me to do?

I need you to pull out your front tooth.

What?

I think it would be good for you to be without that smile

that makes all the bitches in the neighborhood

just fall under your fucking toxic spell,

to be without that smile

that your mother loves so much.

Millie, I'm not doing that.

I thought you said you wanted my help,

and I was here offering it to you,

but if you don't want it, I'll go.

You're out of your fucking mind.

I'm not pulling my tooth out.

You know, Andrew, I've been kind of locked up in a room

and the idea of consequences...

has been on my mind.

Millie, let me the fuck out!

Okay.

What if I sweeten the pot?

You know, the teapot.

What are you doing?

Mother Winchester's heirloom dishes are

really, really fucking nice.

Millie, stop it!

Millie, stop.

These cups, they're like little doll cups, Andrew!

Millie, stop it right now!

- Like a doll cup. - Stop it, right now!

Millie! Stop it!

Cece would've loved to drink juice out of these.

Millie, please, stop it.

- Stop it! Stop it, Millie! - What... A gravy boat?

I fucking love gravy.

I had no idea they made these.

Please, Millie, Millie, Millie, stop it right now!

Huh.

Please, stop! Stop! Millie, please!

Little plates, just breaking.

Stop it right the fuck now, Millie!

Millie, what do you want? I'll give you anything.

You want fucking money? I'll give you money!

I hope your plate guy's really fucking good.

What the fuck do you want?

Okay, so we're bargaining now. That's a really good sign.

But what I want you to do, Andrew,

is pull out your fucking tooth.

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

Not if I kill you first.

Fuck you.

So Nina didn't tell you why I was in prison, huh?

I was imprisoned for murder.

What are you doing? Millie?

Millie, what are you doing? Millie!

Millie.

Millie?

Okay, okay, okay, Millie, Millie, stop.

Stop, stop, stop! Stop! Stop!

Okay, okay. Okay. I'll do it. I'll do it.

Okay, wait, I wanna watch.

Okay.

Okay, put some elbow grease into it.

I did it.

Millie, let me out.

Okay, slide it under the door.

Here.

Please let me out.

I'll come back in the morning.

What?

What? No, Millie, come back!

No, Millie. Millie let me out!

Let me out!

If he wants to step into my shoes...

...with my doctor

or have the cook flavor my omelet with arsenic, eh?

What are the odds, gentlemen,

that I live to see Mr. Barry hanged?

[ON TV] ...in James' chronicle, dive at spa...

...should've seen the look on the Frenchmen's faces when 23 rampaged...

...and there were cannonballs.

Millie.

Hey, it's Nina.

You okay? I'm gonna get you out of here.

Nina, what the fuck are you doing?

I missed you so much!

You knew she'd do this to me, didn't you?

Fuck!

Millie!

Come here, Millie.

What are you gonna do, Millie?

Millie! Motherfucker!

Millie!

Millie! Come on, baby. Come on, Millie.

What the fuck!

Millie!

Millie?

Come on, Millie.

Come on, baby.

Millie?

♪ Will your eyes return to mine?♪

Will you come the fuck out, Millie?

Come on, baby. I need you, Millie. Millie!

Millie, get the fuck out here!

Leave her alone!

Millie! I miss you so fucking much.

Millie's gone.

So I guess you...

I guess you just came back for nothing.

Guess I did.

Yeah. Sorry.

Mmm.

Look at us.

I fucked up

really bad.

Yeah.

I can admit when I'm wrong, you know that.

We just sweep this under the rug and we...

start fresh.

Pretend like this didn't happen. Please?

I'm sorry.

I still love you.

I mean, you're still just the...

cute, helpless secretary I saw

sitting there in that office

with your leaky boobs.

Oh.

You were so cute.

And I just tried to help you. I just tried to help you bring

that baby into the world,

who had no hope of a future at all.

- Oh, God. - See.

You can't... What... What are you gonna...

What are you gonna do out there?

You can't, Nina, you can't find this.

I might.

At this age?

I don't think so, baby.

One call and Millie is back in prison, rotting away.

One week on your own and you will be begging me...

to take you back.

So just... just stay.

Please.

Just stay.

Sweetheart...

everything you have is a lie.

Your daddy just handed you your career.

Your child isn't even really yours.

You have a wife who fucking hates you.

And all these years

I've been watching you dance around

like a fucking clown

just to get a little tiny semblance of affection

from your cunt mother.

And you know what? I almost feel sorry for you.

But I'd rather be dead...

than spend another day with you, you fucking monster.

It would be my pleasure.

Pleasure's all mine.

What are you doing?

He fell...

trying to change a light bulb.

You know how he was.

Everything had to be perfect.

Run.

Don't come back.

You didn't kill him, I did.

No one's gonna believe that he fell changing a lightbulb, Nina.

I guess we're gonna find out.

Go.

You didn't deserve any of this.

Neither did you.

Actions have consequences, Andrew.

Enzo, it's done.

I'm gonna need your help cleaning up.

This must be quite a shock.

You said you just returned home this evening

after visiting your daughter at camp.

And your housekeeper had the week off.

That's right. Yeah.

Do you have any idea why your husband might have

decided to change a light bulb in the middle of the night?

I...

I guess,

you know, well, he liked things...

...to be a certain way,

everything perfect.

He had quite a deep cut on his neck.

You don't normally see that from a fall.

I actually knew your husband a little bit.

He was engaged to my sister, Kathleen.

Kathy.

Eight years ago, she showed up on my doorstep in the middle of the night

and she was never the same after that.

I'm sorry to hear that.

It must have been quite a violent fall.

Lots of impact.

Skin breaks.

Bones break.

Teeth break.

It seems to me this is

just one of those freak household accidents.

Sometimes bad things happen to good people.

We gather here today to mourn the tragic passing

of Andrew Winchester.

Devoted son,

dedicated husband and father,

a respected business leader,

and true pillar of the community.

His untimely death has left us all

with a sense of shock,

that such a vital and caring man could

suddenly be taken from us.

We struggle in these times to understand God's plan,

and it is natural to question God's power in times of grief.

But we must never lose our faith

- in God's love. - Hi. Thank you for coming.

Thank you.

- Hi. - Nina.

I'm so sorry.

Now, are you sure you're still gonna sell the house?

What are you gonna do all the way out in California?

Oh, well, I think we'll manage.

I'm so sorry about your son.

What a terrible accident.

He had a beautiful smile,

- didn't he? - The best.

You know, they told me he was missing a tooth

when they found him.

- Oh, my God. - My God.

Yeah. Did you know that?

Did you?

That a tooth was gone?

If you don't take care of your teeth,

you lose the privilege of having them,

because teeth...

are a privilege.

- My condolences. - Take good care.

This is how you allow her to dress

for her father's funeral?

Hey.

Excuse me.

I told you to run.

I can't run.

I'm on parole. Remember?

Just make a life for yourself.

Wow. Well, tell me about yourself, Millie.

Well, I definitely didn't plan on being a housemaid.

It sort of just fell into my lap,

and I realized I really enjoy it.

For the right families, of course.

Nina Winchester recommended you very highly.

She...

She suggested you, actually.

Mrs. Winchester was a pleasure to work for.

I...

I have to warn you.

My husband is a...

hard man to please.

So do you think you can help?

When would you like me to start?

♪ They say I did something bad ♪

♪ Then why's it feel so good?♪

♪ They say I did something bad ♪

♪ But why's it feel so good?♪

♪ Most fun I ever had ♪

♪ And I'd do it over and over and over again if I could ♪

♪ It just felt so good, good ♪

♪ I never trust a playboy but they love me ♪

♪ So I fly 'em all around the world ♪

♪ And I let them think they saved me ♪

♪ They never see it comin' what I do next ♪

♪ This is how the world works ♪

♪ You gotta leave before you get left ♪

♪ I can feel the flames on my skin ♪

♪ He says, "Don't throw away a good thing"♪

♪ But if he drops my name then I owe him nothin'♪

♪ And if he spends my change then he had it comin'♪

♪ They say I did something bad ♪

♪ Then why's it feel so good?♪

♪ So good ♪

♪ They say I did something bad ♪

♪ Then why's it feel so good?♪

♪ Most fun I ever had ♪

♪ And I'd do it over and over and over again if I could ♪

♪ It just felt so good, good ♪

♪ Oh, you say I did something bad ♪

♪ Why's it feel so good, good?♪

♪ Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye ♪

♪ I'm gone, ye, ye, ye ♪

♪ So long, so long, so long ♪

♪ So long, ye, ye, ye ♪

♪ I've paid my dues I have done my time ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I've got wings I don't need chains ♪

♪ Cut the strings ♪

♪ I feel no shame ♪

♪ I'm an angel ♪

♪ But I'm no saint ♪

♪ I'm an angel ♪

♪ But I'm no saint ♪

♪ I've got wings I don't need chains ♪

♪ Cut the strings I feel no shame ♪

♪ I'm an angel ♪

♪ But I'm no saint ♪

♪ I'm an angel ♪

♪ But I'm no saint ♪

♪ Good luck good luck, good luck ♪

♪ Take it all ♪

♪ I don't need it ♪

♪ I'm gone I'm gone, I'm gone ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

♪ And I mean it ♪

♪ Did what I had to do to make it out alive ♪