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Are you absolutely certain
that that's all it is?

Oh, thank the Lord.

And you, Madison,
for letting me know so quickly.

Oh. And listen,

give Chelsea
my love, too. Good night.

Oh, my.

We Duprees are just bursting
with good news lately.

Do tell.

-Hey.
-Hi.

[kiss]

How was dinner with your mom?

We were overdue.

Did you bring her
up to date on the fundraiser?

Uh, we didn't get into it.

I bet she was happy
to have you to herself

to catch up, just like I am now.

Did she give you too much TMI
about her two boyfriends?

Is it gonna be Dr. Bones
or Dr. Nip-Tuck for the win?

[chuckles]
She didn't go there.

Well, then what did you
and your mom talk about

that has you gulping
your bourbon?

The fact that
I need to run for Senate.

You're practically purring.

Because you settled
on the perfect

moniker for us, partner.

Glad you like it.

It encapsulates
how deep our connection runs

in pleasure and in business.

I was actually thinking about
sweetening our partnership.

What do you have in mind?

You...

giving me
a larger piece of the pie.

I mean specifically.

Your empire.

I want to play...

...a bigger role
in the business.

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

Hi.

Are you having a party
you didn't invite your mom to?

Uh, no.

I am making dinner.

-What you making?
-Italian.

I'm making dinner for Grayson
for the first time.

[grunting]

Yeah.

It's always better
when they fight.

[gasping]

JAN:
I've taught you half a dozen

go-to favorites
that are sure to please.

Why are you stressing
and doing something new?

Shanice gave me
this really great recipe, so...

I have not seen you break out
the pots and pans since Derek.

[groans]
Mom.

Did you really
just bring him up right now?

I thought you two
were in the friend place.

Yeah, well, I did, too.

But then Derek... [scoffs]
You know what?

You don't even want to know.

Yes, I do.

Down, Mom.

I'll fill you in later.

Okay, but call me if that recipe
needs translating.

I think I got it.

Oh, no, no, no.

What is it?

Oh, I forgot the focaccia.

Mm. Shanice said this recipe
is nothing without it.

Oh, and I have
nothing to wear. Oh.

The thing that would be perfect
for tonight is in the hamper.

I do love you in that.

Well, have no fear, Julia Child,
your mother, is here.

[laughs]

Toss that in the wash
and get dinner going.

Tide's got your back,

and so do I.

Just get cooking.

♪ My thoughts,
they darken in between♪

♪ And I saw them all together
having dinner at Murphy's♪

♪ And I saw them all together
having dinner at Murphy's♪

♪ Keep trusting blindly♪

♪ I swear that you'll find me♪

♪ Better, better.♪

I thought
we were done with this dance.

We just put it
to bed momentarily.

You're like the embodiment
of taking a mile

when someone gives an inch.

I've received much
more than that from you.

I've never given anyone

any part
of my businesses until you.

And I've welcomed you
into three.

Real estate,
Heart Attach and the clinic.

The last one doesn't count.
It was my idea

for you to be an investor.

Silent investor.

And the reason I got
involved was you and your kids.

And it means the world.

But your grand gesture
came with a Leslie-sized catch.

Yeah, there's
a root canal and a IRS audit

wrapped in a disaster.

I can't work with her.

So if the clinic's
gonna be viable,

-you have to run point.
-Don't digress.

Our new status
comes with new privileges.

If we're breaking down
all the barriers between us,

my needs have to be covered.

I demand it.

Dem...
[laughs]

-You really are something.
-[chuckles]

So are you, which is why
we're so perfectly matched.

I want you by my side.

Happy, sexy...

...and healthy.

I don't want walls between us.

But some of my enterprises
come with risk.

I don't want you anywhere

near something
that could put you in danger.

And...

what if I get off on the danger?

You're upset.

You told your mother about
an earth-shattering decision

before you told me.

Let me explain.

I love Nicole,

but you and I have been working
hard on rebuilding our trust.

I thought that was going great.

It is.

And now,
when our focus is pulled

with Tyrell graduating
and Samantha's cotillion

and my work and your campaign,

you're over at
your mom's house saying,

"Oh, pass the sugar.
By the way,

I'm gonna blow up our lives.
Don't tell Smitty."

It wasn't like that.

We agreed
that it was enough risk

for you to run for Congress

-for a second term.
-Smitty.

You know, I'm glad
that a trained psychiatrist

was there when you had
such an insane idea.

This wasn't
spur of the moment, was it?

How long?

The party and the donors

have been pushing me to run.

They think I'm the best chance
to hold the seat.

So, days?

Weeks.

Months?

Weeks.

[scoffs]

Who else knows?

I doubt Nicole was
a one-woman focus group.

Granddad.

Well...

he has been your guide
ever since you decided

to follow in his footsteps,

so if there's anyone that knows
about this aside from me,

it should be Vernon.

There's someone else.

Who?

Bill.

I can't convince you
to go back to bed?

I think knowing I only have
one more chemo session

has energized me.

Yeah, that strong mind
is winning out over your body

-right now.
-Do you know

how many patients
I have seen ring that bell,

signaling the end of chemo?

And it's almost my turn.

I'm right there with you,
counting down the days.

You have to tell me how big
I can go with this celebration.

I need to start planning.

Well, from the sounds
of that phone call earlier,

we can make it
a double celebration.

You heard.

I assume Madison was telling you

that Bill and Naomi put down
that nuisance of a lawsuit?

That's still very much in play.

Then why were you thanking
Madison so profusely?

She was giving me
my lab results.

The call was
about my medical files.

Not Madison's legal ones.

Vernon Dupree, why didn't

you tell me
you were forgetting things?

Your mind, your strength

had to be otherwise engaged,

contending with the red devil.

So while you were
holding my hand,

all this was weighing on you?

No need to burden you.

You are my heart, sir,
and I would have made room

to do for you the same way
that you have done for me

since the day we met,

particularly
these last few months.

How can
you not know that by now?

Which is precisely why

I needed to keep
this truth to myself.

Aren't you tired
of hiding every hiccup

and every success
behind a code word

when I could
actually pitch in and help?

So you want
to replace Randy as my muscle?

No, but I am
one hell of a problem solver.

Just let me in more
so I can do my thing.

Don't you want to use me
in every single way you can?

[laughs]

[sighs]

Even if I were
in a soul-baring mood,

my problem-solving
danger junkie,

you've blown past
my very first rule.

What's that?

Discretion.

Look around.

Point taken.

We can discuss this
at your place later.

Or we can trade the work talk
for the dirty kind.

Fortunately, you have
a woman who can do both.

Have I told you
how happy it makes me to know

that you'll be curled up next
to me at the end of the night?

You can tell me again.

I'm a creature of habit.

And my condo is my sanctuary.

The ultimate refined man cave,

complete with
its own security force.

Yeah, but when you're there,

you bring something that
I didn't know was missing.

What's that?

You make it a home.

And I think
it's time to show you why.

Mm, what does that entail?

Everything in my place
has been handpicked by me.

But I want you
to feel like you belong there.

I want you to start bringing
some more of your things.

Are you
offering me another drawer?

Oh, at the very least.

I want you to feel
like you see yourself there.

So bring whatever it is
that makes you feel

like it's your home, too.

Slippers under the bed,

lingerie in my-- your drawer.

And I want you
to leave them there

so you're not
living out of a bag.

And that way, you're there.

Even when you're not.

I... love that.

And you.

Back at you, kid.

So you're running away?

Well, I have to call
the movers and pack up my place.

-Kidding.
-[laughs]

I have an errand.

I'll see you
at your place later tonight.

Can't wait.

Well...

...so much for being open
and honest with your husband.

I've learned my lesson.

No more decisions and secrets

without you
and the kids on board.

Or after
every Dupree has weighed in?

Have Kat and Chelsea designed

anything for the campaign yet?

Maybe a commemorative
embossed wallet

saying "Martin Richardson
for Senate 2028"?

Or have you scheduled
your photo shoot with Andre yet?

Oh, maybe Anita
and the Articulettes--

they can write you a jingle.

Smitty, stop.

Like you said yourself,

Granddad is the guru

to my life's work.
And my mom

is not just my parent,
she's my therapist.

I want you to talk to them.

I want you to have
all of the support you need.

But aren't I
supposed to be first?

You are
in every way that matters.

But now that Bill is involved,

I am feeling a sense of déjà vu.

How long before
the rapid response team

is pouring gasoline
on your campaign fires?

And I will never make
that mistake again.

And I didn't fill Bill in.

He's always got his ears
to the ground,

and he heard
and he came taunting.

Well, Bill does have
to be informed and ready

for the next round of trouble

that your family
and you get into.

He's not our fixer anymore.

Well, maybe that's too bad.

Because you might
need one, Martin.

When your opposition
is digging...

how long before they uncover
that trail of buried secrets?

Hard at work, Rashad?

I'm almost done unloading.

I just had
to walk it off a little bit.

Look, today's haul was insane.

And them dumb broke-asses
must be gassing

after lining up to spill
all their blood product

for next to nothing.
[laughs]

Did I dismiss you?

No, boss, I thought you was
nudging me back to the truck.

But if you got some more
business for me, I'll stay open.

Nah, I just
need you to snap to it.

Okay, so we straight?

We straight.

Can't say the same
for somebody else.

What you mean?

Your boy Grayson.

See, I told you there was
a price for your mess.

Just didn't tell you
who had to pay.

[gasping]

Your attention, your mind,
your heart

all had to be directed
toward fighting cancer.

While you suffered quietly.

Seriously, how could I
not have noticed?

My love,

you were busy,

and I thought my little lapses
weren't a big deal.

And yet you called
on a neurologist.

I called on family,

which is something
that Madison is about to be.

I mixed up a few names, I...

oh, entered a few rooms

and forgotten what I was
trying to find in there and...

It happens
to people half our age.

I had to be sure.

I wanted to be 100% there
for you, for our family.

So Madison was the perfect
choice for your care.

But I have to lovingly
push back on your logic.

When we began my cancer journey,

we promised each other,
no magical thinking.

Me knowing that
you were going through this

would not have hindered
my ability to heal.

I mean... just the other day,

you said I was your purpose.

You are mine, Vernon,

and knowing that you needed me

would have given me
that much more reason to fight.

If you hadn't been so busy
being a world-famous diva,

woman, you'd have made
one hell of a senator.

[scoffs]

I'm sorry I kept this from you.

I thought I was
protecting your peace.

You are my peace, my darling,

and don't you ever forget it.

Now...

what did Madison say
is going on with you?

Look at that.

A reminder of
the danger just walked in.

You don't have to pile on.
I get it.

I don't think that you do.

What I don't understand is
how Vernon could cosign on this.

He was the first one
to raise red flags when you had

ideas of presidential runs
in your head.

What changed?

The Senate isn't the Oval.

It's a happy medium.

It won't--
It will be less scrutiny.

Running for any new office
means more oppo research

and more eyeballs
on your past and your present.

We can't afford that, Martin.

So whatever fantasy
that you've stepped into,

you need to snap out of it.

This is not
just about your dreams.

This is our lives.
Yours, mine, the kids.

Look, you would make

a magnificent senator.

But what happens
when the truth comes out?

This is all on me and me alone.

You had nothing to do
what went down.

And it won't come to that.

My credibility as a journalist

is based on truth-telling,

and that ends as soon
as your secret comes out.

I need this.

I thought I was
just okay with my dreams

tapping out at congressman.

But I know what I'm capable of.

I know what I can do
for the people,

and I know what
I can do for the country.

And that's worth more
than all of us?

Nothing is.

The loose ends-- they're tied up
and they're buried.

The loosest of ends, Martin,

is sitting over there,
drinking Scotch.

But you don't care, do you?

You're doing this.

I know who I am.

And without this,
I don't know who I would be.

A present father and husband.

Try it, you might like it.

That's unfair.

You can't pull
that card, Martin.

Not when you're asking me
to give up everything

all over again.

My only regret
is not having a kit

to scoop up Grayson's blood.

Oh, no, you didn't even have
to go through all the trouble

of getting your hands bloody
to teach me a lesson.

I felt it.

Nah.

It was worth dirtying my hands
to drive the message home.

What am I gonna do with you?

Now...

[phone vibrating]

You need to pick that up?

No, it's on silent now.

Just like me.

-[line ringing]
-Damn it, Jacob,
pick up. Pick up.

[panting]

[groaning]

-Shanice, you are a goddess.
-[beep]

Ooh. Laundry is done already.

[sighs]

[sniffs]
Ah, smells like clean.

Yeah, but it's
the good kind of nervous.

There's just so much
that Grayson and I

don't know about
each other yet, and I just think

that this dinner-- it's gonna
bring us closer together.

Hopefully something
we never forget.

A vitamin D deficiency
caused all this worry?

A far better outcome
than any other

I allowed myself to entertain.

So, what do we need to do
to get your levels up?

Did Madison
order a prescription?

She wants
to run some more tests,

do more of a dive
before I take anything.

Patients my age run
the risk in the other direction

if too much
vitamin D is administered.

And your other doctors
will be none too happy with me

if I fatten you up
with milkshakes.

[chuckles]

Madison says I need to build on

the healthy lifestyle changes
that I've already been making.

You know, a little more sleep,

exercise, sunlight.

They're all gonna help.

Fresh air
would do us both some good.

It seems these past few months,
we've either been

cooped up in this house
or an infusion room.

Yeah, I'm not going
to let you blame yourself

-for any part of this.
-I'm not doing that.

On our way back
from New Orleans,

we swing through
somewhere tropical

and you can have
all the sun you can get.

Oh, I like the way you think.
Where should we go?

-Mallorca.
-Mallorca.

[both laughing]

You know me too well.

[doorbell rings]

We aren't expecting anyone,

-are we?
-No.

Vanessa.

I come bearing gifts.

For real, though, Ren,

I get it now.
And I need this gig.

I was just starting
to get my feet up under me.

I see how it work now.

Whatever you say.
No lip, no back talk.

Good boy,

'cause you're at
the end of your warnings,

and if you ever
step to me again,

you won't be stepping no more.

And you won't see me coming.

Grayson sure as hell didn't.

Now get your ass back out there
and finish unloading.

-Bet.
-Yeah.

[phone vibrating]

Is it done?

Yeah, it's done.

But you might want to keep
the cameras off

for a little longer.

Clean up on aisle three.

I'll need more information.

The dude wouldn't go down,
so I had to put him down.

That wasn't the plan.

If you don't like

my ways,

you can do
the punishing yourself.

Our lab tech met the business
end of your little scalpels

I like collecting.

Always with the violence.

Relax.

He was still breathing
when I left,

but you might want to hurry
and bring an extra white coat.

There's probably
a lot of blood by now.

I know I failed you
in the past on this score.

I own it.

But you have nothing
but my full-throated support

on your career.

What I need is for my husband
to treat me like a partner

and not an afterthought.

I do think of you.

Remember when I tried
to give you the security detail?

I don't need that.
I already told you...

[phone chimes]

I have to go.

Someone calling
about your top secret story?

It's okay for you
to keep things to yourself

because it's work, right?

We should pick this up
when I get home.

[pounding on door]

Mom, just use your key.

Oh, my God.

Grayson, I got you.

There.
Okay, I got you, I got you.

What happened? What happened?

You hate it?

Are you kidding?

This paper is exquisite.

Like butter.

[all chuckle]

I know you've gone
almost completely digital,

but a new planner
for a fresh chapter.

And your social calendar
is about to be booked solid.

You two have
so much to look forward to.

Yes, we do.

You've earned that.

Nicole and Dani
have kept me in the loop,

but I'm just so glad
to see that you're doing well.

Thank you.

And this is a lovely gesture.

Where did you find it?

That little boutique
on Chesapeake and Meadow.

I should have known.
The Harbor Hideaway

is the best stationery
store on the East Coast.

They've done invitations
for many a Dupree party.

Well, I cannot wait
to be invited to the next one.

I should get going.

I need
to grab a few of my things.

Joey wants me to add
my Vanessa touch to his condo.

Oh, so you're gonna help him
stage it for a quick sale

while he bids adieu to the DMV?

No, we are actually
taking the next step

in our relationship.

We've gotten so much closer
these last few months.

Well, why don't you stay and
finish your tea with Anita, huh,

while I, uh, sit a spell

with that new S.A. Cosby novel
in my study. [chuckles]

-Enjoy.
-Mm.

Vanessa, we're so glad
you came by.

That man is as subtle as me.

Do you want
to dish about Nicole?

If you want to know which man
I think she should choose,

I'm a little bit
partial to Kial because...

I think herlove life
is well in hand.

Pardon?

Please tell me
you are not moving in

with Joey Armstrong.

Would it be
that objectionable if I was?

You know
those truly modern couples

who don't get married
but are completely committed?

That's Joey and me.

I'm not moving
out of Fairmont Crest,

but we're intermingling
our lives as true partners.

Partners?

In business.

And in life.

I see.

That's where
Nicole gets that look.

The one that says
she doesn't judge

while she does that very thing.

Vanessa,

this is coming
from decades of affection.

You, too, have had
quite the year.

I have.

But my choice
is independent of my grief.

Does Nicole agree?

I know the two of you have
clashed on the subject of Joey.

We, thankfully,
have since made our peace.

To agree to disagree?

To live and let love.

Just because
you two have reached detente,

let's not pretend you're being
courted by the boy next door.

You know you can find a man
who is both charming...

and presents no danger
to life and limb.

But Vernon Dupree
is already taken.

Before you get any deeper...

...are you sure these
treacherous waters are worth it?

I love him.

And my eyes are wide open.

All right.

But could you do something
for the people who love you?

What's that?

Watch your back.

And your front.

I promise.

Trouble in paradise,
Congressman?

[elevator bell dings]

[indistinct announcement
over P.A.]

I'm here. What's the 911?

I need you
to find Grayson. He's hurt.

What happened?

Ren was boasting
about dirtying his hands.

You don't think he...

He would...

How bad?

Bloody for sure.

But Grayson was alive
when Ren left him.

Ren said that?

Grayson tried to call me, but
Ren was breathing down my neck,

so I couldn't answer.

And then I tried
to call him back,

and he didn't answer.

Look, I don't want to pull you
further into this thing,

but Ren is still on high alert

and he doubled down
on threatening me.

Let's skip the disclaimers

and tell me where to look.

See if he's been admitted.

What the hell?

-I ruined our dinner.
-Hey, that doesn't matter.

You do.
Did you see who did this to you?

No, no. It happened so fast.

Okay, let me see.
I got to, I got to get a look

at what we're working with here.

Okay?

[Grayson gasping]

Okay, I got
to staunch the bleeding.

It's not, it's not so bad.

This is gonna sting, okay?

[groans]

There. Hold it right there.
Two hands. Apply pressure.

-Okay? I'll be right back.
-Where are you going?

I have to call an ambulance.

No. No hospital. No hospital.

-I have you. I have you.
-Grayson.

-You're an amazing nurse.
-Grayson.

-What?
-This isn't a paper cut.

This could be--
this is a stab wound.

You might go into shock.

No, no.
It'll be worse over there.

They'll know. They'll know.

Who? Why don't you
want me to call?

Gr-Grayson, I don't get it.

I thought
you were mugged or something.

-Wh-What's going on?
-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I never meant this to touch you.

I swear, I can't, I can't
tell you any more, Ashley,

without involving
you further, okay?

I'm not gonna see you hurt.

You know who did this to you
and you can't say?

Who are you right now?

I found myself in a bind, okay?

I tried to make it better.

I did something
I shouldn't have done.

I needed the cash
and I got caught up.

Okay, just hold it.

All right.

I can't excuse it.
I know that, all right?

I-I tried to take every hour
of overtime I could,

but, but I just
came up short every time.

I told myself if I just--

if I could just have
another minute for--

to get enough cash, I-I would
be fine, but I-I was just--

I-I was wrong. I was wrong.
Okay? I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I... I'm trying
to climb out from under it,

but-but there's just--
there's-there's-there's

no getting out clean.

You needed the mom for your--

the money for your mom,
for her Parkinson's.

Okay. Okay.

Look, I know
you would do anything for her,

but I need you to do
something for me right now.

Start from the beginning and
tell me how you ended up here.

[knocking on door]

Now, where were we?

I am enjoying
the singular sensation

of writing down
my last chemo date.

Amen to that.

[both laugh]

And now, uh...

time for recovery.

Mm-hmm, and probably a checkup.

And then...

...this should be right here.

What's the big red heart for?

You know what it's for.

I miss you, my husband.

Mm. When we've
been spending nearly

every waking moment together?

In every way but one.

I spoke to Dr. Bauer
and asked when I...

when we...

could resume all the activities

that make life whole.

Oh, at long last.
[chuckles]

That shouldn't
freak him out too much.

What happens between
my husband and me

is none of your concern.

I'm just a constituent
and a big fan of love.

I couldn't help but overhear.

Not everything, but the word
"security" caught my ear.

I take it your man
doesn't want protection?

[chuckles]

You ever meet
Anastasia Bellaclaire?

[laughs]

She's a threat to your husband?

She's usually
the one running around here

in everyone's business,
but you're giving her

a run for her money.

Which is odd because

I would think the casino's drama

is more your speed.

I get around.

And I know a bit about
wanting to protect a loved one

even though they're
too stubborn to understand that.

Listen, if, uh, if your hubby

doesn't want
official protection,

you might
consider going private.

That way
he can flex his independence,

and you'll
sleep better at night.

I can do that,
and he'll never know.

If that's something you'd like.

I appreciate your offer,

but I don't think
it's a good idea

that I'd be more indebted
to you than I already am.

Suit yourself.

[sighs]

No sign of Grayson.

He's not in the lab,
he hasn't been admitted.

I'm gonna stop by
employee parking to see

if his car's there, and then
I'm gonna go to his apartment.

Yeah, I don't really
love that plan.

Remember how Ren had guys
waiting for Max?

You're not
gonna talk me out of this,

but I will stay in touch.

Oh, and I did get
a hit back on Rachel Lewis.

The woman who works in the lab?

And?

She's got a lot of debt,

so if she is Grayson's
contact in the plasma ring,

maybe that's why.

WOMAN [over P.A.]:
Code Blue.

[sighs]

-I know, I know,
you're almost there.
-[groaning]

Oh. There you are.

You didn't hear me knocking?

Uh, I was in the bathroom.

Oh, good thing
I always have my key.

You are a lifesaver, Mom.

I know. So, when's
your hottie getting here?

[laughs]
Any minute, so, um, you know,

I got to go take a shower.

Oh, baby,
you do look a little harried.

[sighs]
Try to relax.

[sighs deeply]
It's just dinner.

It is not life or death.

Okay, um, I'll try to do that.

Yeah, but, uh, I will--

-Thank you
so much for everything.
-Wait.

-I'll see you tomorrow.
-W-W-W-W-Wait.

Is that, is that blood?

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