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[clears throat]

Bill.

Oh, you are spoiling me rotten.

Yeah. You recognize these?

Yes. You recreated my bouquet.

Yeah. But we're counting down to our anniversary.

And to some of Fairmont Crest's finest out of some paper

because they bet against us making it a year.

Yeah. You think there's still a pool?

Yeah, but you're defying the odds

with this "just because" bouquet.

And that smile right there is my reason.

You know, these almost make up for you leaving

without my morning kiss.

Well, I actually did give you a kiss,

but Sleeping Beauty didn't wake up.

Well, there's nothing like being back in our bed, babe.

And knowing that that guy who mugged you

will be doing his sleeping behind bars.

I'm just glad the cops got to him

before Joey's guys did.

I don't want any violence done in my name.

You know, I don't even want to think about

what Joey's idea of payback is either.

Yeah. It might have been worth it

for just a few minutes alone

with that guy in his cell, though.

That's not justice. That's revenge.

What, are you worried about my soul?

And your law license.

You could get disbarred, babe.

Come on.

Well, look at you, bullying for me.

You know it's supposed to be the other way around.

Anyone who lays a hand on my hubby

will have to come through me.

Then get him out and bring him here.

And keep him away from the reporters.

I'll be asking our new friend the questions.

♪ ♪

I didn't know it was possible to run past beautiful

and go all the way to goddess.

-You have to say that. -No, I don't.

But I tell no lies.

Samantha's busy absorbing compliments,

and I missed you.

There's a remedy for that.

-Yeah? -Come here.

I'm at Uptown.

Now?

After I meet with this client.

It's a date.

They're all so beautiful.

-How are we going to pick? -You have to stop.

Samantha's better with every shoot.

But we have to square away this question

so we can answer a bigger one.

Who's the lucky guy

that gets to be your cotillion escort?

Is it time for me to break out my auntie network?

Mm-mmm. It's being handled

right this second.

-So glad you could come down. -Anytime, Mom.

Usually you're the one who's keeping me away because

-you want me to study. -And socialize.

I'm hanging out with my boys.

You sure everything's okay?

This isn't that kind of visit.

No running mascara,

no evidence of me devolving into a puddle of any kind.

But if that changes, I'm here.

There's one tiny thing you could do for your mom.

So, Mrs. McBride is gonna ask her son to be my escort,

and she's doing it, like, right now.

A Banneker man?

Who is this boy

and how old is he?

He's Donnell McBride.

His mom is besties with grandma,

he's super cute,

he has manners,

and I'm sure he probably already has a tux

and he'll fit the moment.

A tux doesn't make a man.

What do your dads say?

Our families have been tight forever.

We can all vouch for Donnell, especially Mom.

Hmm. Okay, well, Nicole would know.

She's kind, for a headshrinker.

Going with a guy who's a few years older

isn't a big deal because it's not like a date-date.

He's just there to make Samantha look good.

Okay, she's going to be dressed like Cinderella

dancing with a dude that's dressed like James Bond.

If it quacks like a date, then...

Think of Donnell as a ringer.

He's done this before, so he won't be stumbling.

And with the Belleclaires on our heels,

we need every advantage.

With Donnell on your arm,

you'll be the envy of every girl there.

Donnell must have better hangs than at a deb ball.

And I'm sure he's probably wondering

why I couldn't get an escort of my own.

DONNELL: Little Pigtails

and Braces is debuting?

And you want me to escort her?

Pigtails and Braces is all glown up.

She's a teen ambassador for ChelseaKat.

And her service project's something special.

You could sell Girl Scout cookies to Girl Scouts,

but Nicole already got to me.

Nicole called you?

No.

I-I was thinking about the eulogy she gave for Dad.

Oh, baby.

Her and Dani's stories gave him back to me for a few minutes.

Nicole doesn't need you to pay her back for that.

No, I want to.

And besides, I know how awkward deb season can be,

and if I can save another kid from that, then...

And I do love the idea of giving Samantha some light.

She's had a year.

Don't let her Instagram feed fool you.

She got reunited with her mom,

her dads briefly broke up,

her-her cousin got kidnapped, and now she...

Now what?

I just wanted to have some happy to make up for the sad.

And I'm the one? If I'm last-minute,

doesn't that put Samantha's toes at risk?

I mean, we don't exactly waltz at my college parties.

Take it from an ancient deb:

the steps will come right back to you.

while you're waltzing through open houses?

Do you remember when your dad and I

went to that Venetian ball?

The steps were there when I needed them.

That'll be true for you too.

But more importantly,

I had a partner

who laughed all the way through it

when I started leading.

Yeah, Dad had the best laugh.

He did.

You... When you were complaining

about learning those steps, I predicted

you'd use them again. The time has come.

Well, technically, this will make it several times.

And it's the exact same ball.

Oh, what was that?

You're right, as always.

Mm, you're so full of it.

See? Right again.

BILL: You sure you don't want to take 'em with us to lunch

at the club so we can really make those old biddies talk?

I'd rather make you lunch in our home.

I got that cheese and prosciutto we had in Italy.

-You mean the mascarpone? -Mm-hmm.

Hayley, what are you trying to do, kill me?

I'm letting you cheat so you don't sneak

-during your elimination diet. -Hmm.

You deserve a tiny reward for taking care of me.

Okay. Well, I do like rewards.

Oh... It's been a year,

and I'm still not used to it.

Mm. Being married?

I never knew being loved

meant someone would stand up for me.

I've never had this before you.

That's part why I love you so much.

And I love you.

I was this close to a panic attack

last night when we pulled into the garage.

I knew that guy wasn't coming back again, but...

my heart didn't.

-It was pounding in my ears. -Yeah.

Yeah, well, he's put away, but...

what he did does linger.

I keep what-if'ing.

What if that guy had a gun

instead of his fist?

What if Lynette hadn't been there?

What if I just snapped on him?

Babe, what if, instead of our anniversary,

you were planning my funeral right now?

Oh, no. Come here, Come here.

Tastes and memories of Italy.

You know, all that's left is to seal it

with the sweetest part of our honeymoon.

Don't get me started.

Look, babe, you need to get your cute self

back to the office.

Um, you know, I thought I'd just work here.

Yeah, I'm fine.

The locks are new, the security system's been updated.

Mm-hmm, and your heart's still racing.

Hayley, I'm gonna stay by your side

for as long as it takes for you to feel what you are:

-safe. -Aw.

So, flowers every afternoon

all the months this guy's locked up?

Try years. Probably 15.

-Fifteen years? -Mm-hmm.

Assault during a robbery bumps it to a felony.

But with good behavior and overcrowding...

Nah, babe, I already flexed with the prosecutor

and she's recommending the max.

And if I can't face him in court...

No, facing him in court is gonna make you feel freer.

I'll let her press him to plead out.

That way, I won't have to see him again.

Yeah, well, even without you testifying,

the assistant U.S. attorney has what she needs.

You know, two positive IDs and your property on his person.

-But I'm just surprised... -Hayley, hey, hey.

You don't want this happening to anyone else, right?

-Of course not. -Okay, then now it won't.

Wesley Hammer should have never used his fists on you,

and now he won't see the light of day

for a long, long time.

You know who I am?

-Joey Armstrong. -That's right.

I know who you are, Mr. Hammer.

Your story intrigues me.

Me too.

'Cause I didn't assault anyone.

And my court-appointed lawyer said that...

You're here instead of a jail cell

because I called in a favor to a judge

and got you released early pending trial.

Yeah, but why?

You know another way to play that is

"Thank you."

I woke up yesterday in cuffs and I've been

free-falling ever since.

Because you're right at the center of a mystery,

and I need your help to solve it.

I've been seeing the commercials about

your grandmother's TV interview.

Please tell her and your grandfather

that they are in my prayers.

I will. Thanks, June.

Great Gran is determined to get the word out.

Mm. And now that she's talking, she won't stop

until everyone and their mother get mammograms.

Did you hear that?

Exactly how old do you think I am?

This one has been on me now that I have health insurance.

Well, it can't hurt to get checked out by a doctor.

Most women start getting mammograms at 40,

but if you have other risk factors,

the age could drop.

See?

I like how invested the both of you are

in me being here for a long time.

I'll be sure to ask my doctor

at my next appointment.

-Thank you. -[phone dings]

It's Mrs. McBride.

Donnell said...

...yes!

Yes!

Pigtails is ecstatic.

What should I say back?

I know the deb ball's from another time,

but you don't have to pass messages.

Just send me her number.

Done. Connect away.

This is making me nostalgic.

Dress shopping with Deanna,

tux shopping with you.

Those dance practices in our living room

with the four of us.

That look on your dad's face when he

watched his little girl crossing that floor.

Mom...

None of us had any idea that that ball and graduation

would be some of the last moments

we got to celebrate together.

That he wouldn't be here to see you in that tux again.

Maybe he can.

Maybe wherever he is, he can see us

a-and is proud of how well we're surviving.

Thriving.

I didn't mean to take us there.

We're already there.

It's baked in now.

And it stings less.

Yeah, which makes you feel guilty,

and then it stings all over again.

Mom, Deanna's out of her sweats

and into her sorority colors again.

And she's chairing the party committee.

That's great. Uh, when I talk to her,

it's all, "Fine" and "Uh-huh."

No, it's-it's not you, it...

Deanna's just around her girls all the time,

and they're a level up.

In what way?

Uh, they signed her up for this...

-this dating service. -Oh.

Well, that's tame.

-What, Hinge, Bumble? -Uh, no.

-Um... -Oh, the one for celebrities?

No, more local. Uh...

Starts with an H, I think?

"Heart" something.

-Not Heart Attach. -Yeah, that.

Have you heard of it?

Does Deanna know she's being set up?

No, no, she walked in on them picking out a guy for her,

and she was all in.

-She thinks it's hilarious. -Really?

Mom, you don't even know how these apps work.

I mean, you went from Dad

to someone older than Dad.

I don't think you know what Heart Attach really does.

And you do?

The ladies on the cherry blossom committee talk.

Uh... Your sister's not Heart Attach's target market.

They specialize in a higher demo.

Don't be so scandalized.

Women of a certain age have needs.

Okay, good for them, but TMI.

How would a Banneker sorority even know about it?

The same way you do.

I doubt that.

Maybe one of their moms uses it.

Anyways, these guys are, like, models or something,

and the girls pick the guys.

Honey, you need to use your twin powers

and tell her she needs to call it off.

I hate that I told you.

She's going on a date.

She's not altering her lifestyle.

Donnell...

You can't break the twin trust.

Really?

You're bringing out the twin trust?

No, just like you and me have a trust.

And there's things I didn't tell Deanna about you and Joey.

Who says there's a me and Joey?

Well, you practically did.

How's that going?

We...

I...

Not asking for a declaration.

All I care about is you're making jokes

and you're momming hard.

Joey's been great

with the healing process.

And I know that might not be easy for you to hear.

No, I-I brought him up.

I never wanted you to bury yourself with Dad.

And he wouldn't want that either.

He loved that you were like sunshine.

He'd want you to have that back.

Me too.

You're really okay with me moving on?

Truth?

I got around to liking Joey.

But I've heard there's another side of him.

There's lots of sides to all of us.

You don't know him the way I do.

All right, so tell me.

Well, um...

You know that free clinic

I told you Samantha's involved in?

Joey's made a sizeable donation.

Okay.

And... the clinic's being dedicated

in honor of Dr. Doug McBride.

Wh... That's incredible.

Good work on keeping Dad's name alive.

Joey helped make that possible.

There's more to him than any rumor.

BILL: Yeah. Yeah. And Caroline will call you

about the deposition, okay? Yeah.

Talk soon.

I've been thinking.

Hmm. Dessert?

About what you said, about how

you have a rapport with the prosecutor in my case.

-Mm-hmm. -Do you have that

same influence with Lynette's?

Yeah. Yeah, we go back.

But it's a lot easier to convince a U.S. attorney

to go hard than to stand down.

But you could.

You know I handed that over to Tomas.

To test him.

Babe, listen, I'm not saying take the case away,

but come on, let's be real.

He doesn't have the same clout as you.

I bet you could get her case dropped altogether

with just a couple phone calls.

Yeah. I love your unadulterated confidence in me, but...

Lynette saved my life. We owe her.

Yeah, and we agreed to take her case pro bono

and we put her in a very nice hotel.

-But Bill, listen, -[phone vibrates]

-she's done so... -Uh...

Elon. Hey, man.

Listen, great job with that perp. I...

What?

Well, how the hell'd he get released?

Another.

That's 80-year-old Scotch.

I'll sip the next one.

No. Story time first.

I need you to fill in some blanks.

Did you stash that ring in the park

or just ditch it altogether?

I didn't touch that ring or that woman.

Doesn't really explain her wallet in your pocket.

I was asleep on that bench.

Sick kids play pranks on us all the time.

You see, that would be a lot easier to believe

from a man by any other name.

Sledge Hammer.

It was a joke.

My last name's Hammer.

But everyone knows I'm no tough guy.

I don't push, so I didn't push when the "Sledge" thing stuck.

Maybe I should have. I just...

I thought it was funny

and, if anything, might protect me.

But to come back to bite me like this?

I'm not capable of hitting a woman.

Everyone's capable of anything.

People think just because a man doesn't have an address,

he has no morals.

You know a woman named June?

Can I ask you something?

You took to this Dupree life like a fish to water.

You belong.

-Because of my dads. -Uh, no, no, no, no, no.

I know Jessica's parents pushed her into this fancy ball,

and your dads would never.

But I know you want to please them something fierce.

They're not like that.

I'm the one who's obsessed with the whole deb thing.

It's not about the party or the dress,

though I love the dress.

It's about the boys in tuxes.

It's about being initiated into a sisterhood

that's been around for a hundred years

and will probably be around for at least a hundred more.

Those girls that I'm twirling around with

will be in each other's lives long after the gloves come off.

Kat, Naomi and Grandma--

they have friends from their deb classes

that they help each other with,

from everything from charities to their careers.

Sisters before misters.

Well, if they're all good girls

like Naomi and Kat,

you go ahead and pull up those gloves.

Not every girl is like them, though.

Some of them say that I'm not really a Dupree

and I shouldn't be allowed to play any debutante games.

Mm. Doesn't matter how high up you go, baby.

There's ignorant folks everywhere.

And anybody that says that's just...

...jelly.

Well, jelly just walked in.

Hi.

Shouldn't you be working at the office,

Mr. Junior Partner,

getting in that face time?

Sometimes the best course of action

is out of sight, out of mind.

One of the senior partners thinks you're already gunning?

Think higher.

Not Bill.

His wife.

Lately it feels like Hayley's actively undermining me.

I could be off base, but I am staying

out of the line of fire.

Well, I'm not defending her,

but what about post-traumatic mugging disorder?

I'd be a bitch to the world

if anyone even booped my nose.

You do have a perfect little nose.

But that's not it.

Hayley was off before the mugging.

Well, I've been told this once or twice.

Maybe it's not about you.

Maybe Hayley and Bill

are reaching their expiration date.

I was joking, but I'm on to something.

I wouldn't want to speculate.

Well, I love to speculate.

Come on. Spill the tea.

HAYLEY: Did they

-give him an ankle monitor? -No, no, no.

Barely any strings.

Substance abuse counseling and weekly check-ins.

Wait, so he's just out there, free?

Yeah.

Look, as long as he stays away from you. Okay?

That's the last condition.

Who's gonna stop him?

He knows where we live. I put him in that cell.

No, he put himself in that cell when he touched you.

Listen, hey, I promise

I'm going to protect you.

If someone wants to hurt you...

they'll just keep coming.

Yeah.

This man's gonna wish he stayed in jail

after I'm done with him.

You know June?

Only thing she pours better than her coffee

is the truth.

And she's convinced that your arrest was a mistake.

She stood up for me.

I don't judge a man by his address.

I judge him by his friends and his story.

Now, I'm inclined to believe you.

But when Mrs. Hamilton

gets up on the stand

and starts batting her tear-soaked eyelashes,

it's gonna be her name and address that counts.

I don't know why she and the other woman accused me.

Do I have a twin out there or something?

I'm just cooked.

Unless Wesley leaves the Hammer behind

and gets the hell out of town.

As far as he can get.

You have friends or family somewhere

that the police can't trace?

A half-sister in Boulder.

But the judge wants weekly check-ins.

He'll issue a warrant.

Well, then you have a week to get gone.

You take the bus, you stay clean,

and you let me deal with the loose ends.

But if I see you in D.C. again,

I can't help you.

Go.

Unless you don't like this ending.

No, uh, just...

thank you.

Oh, sorry.

New friend?

Barely know him.

Oh, did Donnell say yes?

Samantha's thrilled.

You're up to something.

You've got that glimmer.

Oh, now you know my every look.

Oh, um,

I know every inch of you.

Every inch?

Well, then you better show me your work.

Hayley Hamilton, before the incident in question,

convinced her husband

to take on Lynnette Wise's case pro bono.

Then she volunteered

to hand-deliver documents to Lynette

here at Uptown when she hasn't even made

a single coffee run

since she became a missus.

Well, maybe Hayley's aiming to trade up.

But your female client is, well,

female and obviously not rich.

Or connected.

She was charged with embezzlement.

And Bill's not shutting down Hayley's fraternization?

He basically told me to shut up and lawyer.

Well, maybe this is a sign for you to start

looking at other firms.

I'm playing the long game.

I'm not gonna let Hayley derail anything.

Well, I'll forever be rooting for you

to jump that toxic ship,

but it's your call.

Thank you.

In the meantime,

spend your energy where your every move

will be appreciated

and rewarded.

Oh, yeah? And where's that?

VANESSA: Donnell

is trying hard to be okay with us.

He's giving you credit for my sunshine.

Well, I'll take credit where it's due.

Why the pressing need for a cocktail?

Deanna's going on her first date in a long while.

And that's cause to drink?

It's not real.

Her sorority sisters are setting her up

using a dating service.

Oh.

And?

They used Heart Attach.

They think it's some kind of joke. Joke's on me.

Like mother, like daughter, right?

Take a breath.

Your child is testing the waters,

like all kids their age.

Well, you don't think she's going to avail herself

of the entire menu that Heart Attach offers?

Do you know how I felt sitting there

while my son told me about Deanna?

Do you think Donnell knows about the full menu?

He seemed oblivious,

but I think Deanna and her friends know.

The men we hire never do anything the women don't want.

She's of age.

Oh, and she's her mother's daughter?

The escort's Diego. Does that change your math?

So switch him out.

Well, there must be one or two you haven't sampled.

This is my baby.

How can you be finding humor here?

All right, fair enough.

But you do see the hypocrisy, don't you?

Do as I say, not whom I've done?

Hey, Jude.

I called in a order for apple rhubarb pie.

Uh... I'll box that up and get you gone in a flash.

Thanks.

-Hi, Chessy. -Uh-uh.

Only Glamma calls me that.

Well, my mother's name is June.

Not Jude.

Whatever.

How's the search going?

For?

Someone desperate enough to be your escort.

Ooh, I saw this movie, Can't Buy Me Love,

where this guy pays the most popular girl in school

to date him, so he could be popular as well.

Maybe we could do that for you.

Can't Buy Me Class. Get it?

You're doing that thing where you're hoping to bond

over not having a date.

Well, we're just gonna have to find

something else in common.

Mutual loathing? Love of lip gloss?

But hey, don't feel bad about not having a date.

I mean, you are fresh from boarding school.

Okay, I could set you up with one of the guys

I turned down from my many, many asks.

I mean, it'd be a long shot, but I do it.

-Mm. -Deb spirit and all.

-I can feel the love. -Yeah.

So, who's the, uh, lucky guy

who gets to have you on his arm?

Nathan Maffee.

That bad boy?

Oh, my God, you two dated for a nanosecond. I just hope

you can handle him being in the same room without being too...

shook.

Uh, my girl is not the one with the problem.

Nathan and I weren't a match because he has

zero respect for women.

But hey, maybe that's your thing.

My mother wouldn't let him get away with that.

Even in your Dupree makeover,

I can see the resemblance now.

On every level.

No home training.

But I guess you can't have any home training

without a home.

No wonder you can't find a date.

Uh, Samantha. I'm sorry I'm late.

Uh, Donnell, it's-it's... No worries. Um,

I want you to meet my mom, June.

Oh, I've heard so much about you.

-Like what? -Uh, all good things.

I am so happy that you are the one

taking my baby to the ball.

Oh, please, I'm the lucky one.

Wait, you're taking her?

Oh. Hey, Francesca.

Thought you were in Paris.

Switzerland.

Oh. My bad.

Uh, I need to steal some Samantha time before I head off

-back to Banneker. -Mm-hmm.

Uh...

Too much?

You couldn't be more perfect.

I mean... that was perfect.

Deanna doll. I...

Y-Yes, I was thinking it would be wonderful

to have my twin stars for dinner.

No, I wouldn't dream of interrupting your plans,

but one of my clients gave me tickets

to that sold-out musical at the Hippodrome

and I knew you wouldn't want to miss it.

Yes.

Oh. I can't wait to see you, sweetie.

Love you too.

Mission accomplished.

Yeah, more like crisis delayed.

Now I just need to scrounge up tickets.

I-Is this where you call me a hypocrite again?

You know, one of these days you're gonna have to

trust Deanna to make her own mistakes.

Well, a mother needs to

make sure they're not the same as hers.

And this is where I admire you for taking care of your own

and getting what you want,

like you always do.

Lucky for you, since you're what I want most.

So you've known Francesca since she was

bouncing on a Glamma Anastasia's knee?

Brat since birth.

You sure you want to wade into mean girl soup again?

Sure, now that I got this deb thing figured out.

Took me a minute.

And what did you learn?

That it can be kind of fun.

Although I was hella nervous the first time.

You? Why?

Everyone staring.

The tux collar being so tight.

And I was sure I was gonna spill something on my date's dress

or tumble us down the staircase.

And did anything bad happen?

No spills or tumbles.

It was kind of cool, actually.

Maybe you can help me when I get nervous.

Oh, just hold on to my arm

and look for your dads.

I saw my parents sitting there and smiling at me

and it was good.

I realized that for all these fancy trappings,

it was another thing they showed up for,

like lacrosse or when I've had my basketball games.

I-I've played a lot of sports.

They were always there.

I'm so sorry.

And, look, as crazy grateful that I am

that you wiped that perma-fake smile off Francesca's face,

I don't want you to do this if it hurts.

I like to think about my dad.

And the ball gives me a chance

to check in on my mom, you know?

And how are you holding up?

I'm keeping on.

Some days are better than others.

Mom told me about the clinic.

I think it's great that my dad's name gets to live on.

Yeah. He was always nice to me and Tyrell.

And his name is already attached

to something good.

You.

Thanks.

I hope you can make it to the opening of the clinic.

I wouldn't miss it.

Wesley, you didn't make a break for it, did you?

I'm free because of you.

You told Mr. Armstrong you believe in me

and he took your word for it.

You're a force.

That's me, Tsunami June.

Oh, goodness. We need some more pie. You-you just...

I-I... You stay right here. Hold that thought.

I'm gonna take a break and you can tell me everything.

Uh, I'd like that, but I have to go.

Just really wanted to thank you.

Well, anybody that's been around you more than five minutes

would know that you're no sledgehammer.

You're a puppy.

I'm just glad Joy listened to me.

They let you out. That's a good sign.

Oh, now all you need is a good lawyer.

I know the best one in town.

Maybe we can get you all the way free.

I'm good.

Thanks again.

I'll never forget this.

Straight to voicemail.

I'm going down to the casino.

No, I don't need you tracking Joey down.

I can't be alone.

Honey, this is a manageable setback, okay?

What do I need to do to convince you that it'll all be okay?

'Cause I'll make it okay.

Stay with me.

I need to feel close to you.

Yeah?

Baby, I need

your body next to mine, okay?

Mm-hmm. Okay.

We've talked enough about another man's woman.

I think it's time to make it up to mine

for working so much.

Your woman, huh?

If anyone else said that to me, I'd punch them in the face.

But I'm good, right?

More than.

As long as making it up to me

means I get to stay at your place tonight.

You know you don't have to ask.

Come when you want,

stay as long as you want.

I miss you when you're not there.

How about forever?

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