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LIZZO: ♪ I be dripping so much sauce ♪

♪ Got a bih looking like Ragu ♪

♪ Lit up like a crystal ball

♪ That's cool, baby, so is you ♪

♪ That's how I roll

♪ If I'm shining, everybody gonna shine ♪

WOMEN: ♪ Yeah, I'm goals

LIZZO: ♪ I was born like this, don't even gotta try ♪

WOMEN: ♪ Now you know

MAN: Move! What the hell's wrong with you?

Sorry!

Sorry.

LIZZO: ♪ Ain't my fault that I'm out here getting loose ♪

♪ Gotta blame it on my juice, yeah ♪

My official title is communications director,

but really I'm just a glorified secretary

to this incredibly difficult doctor.

It's like no matter what I do or how hard I work,

it's just never good enough for him.

Yeah, no, sounds like a real D-bag.

He's my dad.

I'm sorry.

No, no.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I--I talk a lot when I'm nervous,

and I'm--I'm very nervous

because you are insanely good-looking.

And you're the hottest guy I've ever matched with,

and I do this a lot.

Not a lot. Not a lot, a lot.

I mean, like, a normal, healthy...amount of a lot.

Can I be honest with you, Sam?

You seem great, but I have an event that I need to get to,

and I would like to have some sex.

Preferably with you, so...

I mean, I can ask somebody else,

but I'd like it to be with you.

WOMAN: ♪ Do you really wanna do it like this ♪

♪ Bet you wish I was movin' like this ♪

Oh, my gosh.

BOTH:

WOMAN: Bring your awareness

to the tips of your fingers.

So full of erotic charge.

Take that erotic energy

and vocalize it.

-ALL:

WOMAN: Yes.

ALL:

WOMAN: Feel your partner's energy...

Oh...

-WOMAN: Flowing through you.

I need water.

WOMAN: Feel your diaphragm fill with energy.

Sorry.

Ah--oh.

WOMAN: Bring the attention back into the space.

You're miserable, aren't you?

It's a little outside my comfort zone.

Mine too; I just thought it might help

relight the, you know...

The what?

The spark between us.

I feel like...

I feel like you never want to have sex anymore.

You want to have sex?

We can have sex right now.

I'll call us an Uber.

We can go straight home and do it.

I don't want you to prove it to me.

I want you to want to.

That's why I thought this might help.

It was dumb, so let's just grab some food.

We're two blocks away from that grain bowl you love.

I do love that grain bowl.

But I love you more.

We're gonna go back in there,

and I am going to moan louder

than any of those bitches.

-You do love to win.

DAMON ALBARN: ♪ Whoo-hoo

♪ Whoo-hoo

-ROXY: Hey, guys. -Hi.

ROXY: How you doing?

Okay, let's take a picture. Say, "Team Roxy."

BOTH: Team Roxy.

All right, remember: train hard, but have fun too.

-Thank you. -We will.

Thank you so much.

Thank you. Team Roxy!

Honey, remember not to block

the Fiend Energy Drink logo.

Has to be in every shot.

I can't believe you have me

pushing this off-brand crap.

I was on a Wheaties box.

Well, that was a long time ago, dear.

Yeah, just another hour. Then we can get ice cream.

Ice cream? Dad, I'm 30.

-MAN: Hi, can I get a selfie? -DIANE: Yeah, I guess so.

-Great, thanks. -Hey, man, what's up?

-Hi. Big fan. -Thanks.

-Want to take a picture? -Yeah.

Okay.

Smile.

Whoa, whoa. What are you, a psycho?

Oh, I'm the psycho? I'm the psycho?

Wait, wait, wait. What's going on?

This perv just grabbed my ass!

That's what's going on.

Sir, you should go.

-ROXY: Yeah. -Fine.

Not worth 50 bucks anyway.

She's past her expiration date.

-ROXY: -RON: Oh, whoa, no, uh, honey--

DIANE: Roxy!

Whoa! Security!

-DIANE: There a man-- -ALL: Oh!

-ROXY: Say you're sorry! -MAN: Sorry!

Please, please, please, please, please,

please, please, please.

Hmph!

Hi. Julia Bechley.

I'm with Dr. Bechley.

B-E-C-H--

Dad-- WOMAN: Allow me to personally

apologize for the misunderstanding.

JULIA: Dad, what are you doing?

Leaving.

No. Um...

Dad? Dad--

-Where are you going? -Going to Morton's

for a cold martini and a perfectly cooked porterhouse.

Sounds great right about now.

You're more than welcome to join.

Dad, you're the guest of honor--you really can't leave.

Yeah, well, I can't just tolerate this.

Down here--the quack doctor they have introducing me

is "Dr. John"--he advertises on the side of buses.

He has a fertility app. I'm a scientist.

-Mm-hmm. -Where's my car?

Ah, screw the car. I'll walk.

Dad...

do you wanna know what I think?

-I think you're hiding. -Hiding?

-Huh. -Pretending to be offended

by Dr. "First Name Only" when, really,

you don't wanna accept a Lifetime Achievement Award,

because that means you'd have to admit

you're closer to the end than the beginning,

and that's too painful.

Bam.

Gotcha pegged.

Fine.

I'll go back in there.

-But we go for steaks after. -Deal.

And you introduce me.

What?

No! No, no, no, no, Dad--

JULIE: Wait! I-I'm not prepared.

I don't even have my girly shoes--

ISAAC: Dr. Bechley, it would be an honor

if I could say a few words about you

and the influence you've had on my career--

Thank you, Isaac,

but apparently Julia's got me pegged.

-Shut up.

MAN: Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Julia Bechley.

Uh...

'Scuse me. So dry.

When I was a kid in Sunday school...

I got myself into some serious trouble

with the nuns one day.

You see, they said that only God could create life...

and I said, "That's not true.

"My dad creates life.

He's gotten hundreds of women pregnant."

As I got older, my understanding

of my father's work got a little more sophisticated,

but one thing never changed:

I'm still that little girl that thinks he's a god.

Because I've seen him make miracles happen,

make families.

And I'm so honored to introduce him to you.

This year's recipient of the Prescott Prize:

my dad, Leon Bechley.

Ah, now, that's a-- that's a great-looking kid.

I know you hear this all the time,

but if it weren't for you, he wouldn't exist.

Oh, I never get tired of hearing that.

-Thank you. -JULIA: Thank you.

Just a little bit longer.

Dr. Bechley, Jane Horner from The Wall Street Journal.

I have a source who claims their genetic material

was tampered with at the Bechley clinic.

-Excuse me? -My source says that you used

your own sperm to impregnate a patient at your practice.

Can you confirm or deny that?

JULIA: I'm sorry, we're not taking any questions.

Look, we're running the story tonight.

I thought I'd give you a chance to comment.

HORNER: Do you have anything to say?

Ah...

Ah...

JULIA: Figures-- as soon as he gets

the recognition he deserves, the crazies come out of

the woodwork. I'm gonna get the car.

Dr. Bechley. You all right?

I don't like the way you're holding your chest right now.

No, I'm fine. I just want to get home.

JULIA: I'll tell you one thing.

We're canceling The Wall Street Journal,

Dr. Bechley, Dr. Bechley! Julia, Julia!

Call an ambulance. Call an ambulance now!

Hey, back up, back up!

Dad!

We do have a good judge.

She obviously loves you, but--

Morning, Counselors.

Good luck in there.

Who does she think she is,

I mean, with her hipster glasses

and her "I'm too cool for a briefcase"?

You're a prosecutor, not a DJ at a nightclub.

Amanda Daugherty really gets under your skin, doesn't she?

I just don't like her attitude.

"Good luck." I don't need luck.

I have hard work and preparation.

Have you seen this?

DIANE: Well, I did everything I could,

but I'm afraid we've lost the Fiend Energy Drink contract.

I thought you said you had bad news.

Look, look, you're upsetting your brother.

Look, I know it-- it wasn't your favorite,

but they did pay,

and the phone hasn't been exactly

ringing off the hook lately.

Yeah, whose fault is that?

We want to get you some help.

We found a clinic.

RON: Real nice place.

Everything that I take is prescribed by doctors.

-Well-- -Okay? Shut up.

Just because I get angry when people mess with me,

that doesn't make me a drug addict.

RON: There's upset, and there's breaking someone's clavicle.

-Wait, shut up! -RON: I--

For patients of the Bechley clinic,

the whole story of how they came to be

could turn out to be a lie.

Bechley? That's the clinic you guys used.

If you may have been affected, please reach out

with the hashtag BechleyBabies.

We want to hear your story.

ISAAC: They want to know what's happening.

-They deserve to know. -MICHAEL: When the doctor

stabilizes, we'll investigate. Until then--

ISAAC: This thing is already blowing up, okay,

on TV, social media. There's a hashtag--

Bechley Babies. And not that this is about me,

but this is my career too, okay, my livelihood.

JULIA: You guys, do you mind, uh,

going away?

Yeah, but, uh...

you sure you don't wanna take a break?

No.

Okay. He's gonna be fine, Julia.

Okay? They got to the artery fast.

-Placed the stent. -I know.

Isaac, I know.

Can you please just go and take him with you?

Of course. He is gonna be okay, though, Julia.

I know.

LEON: Jules.

Hey.

Hey.

There you are.

Hi.

If I'm not gonna make it, I want you to know--

You're gonna be fine.

You have to be.

You're all I got.

You're still the one.

The most special one.

No matter what.

Hey, Ma!

Oh, you got even more records.

Looks nice.

Um, I've--I've been calling you and texting you.

Sorry, honey. You know how bad I am at that.

What's that smell?

-It's giving me a headache. -Sage.

My landlord was here.

I don't know how long I can hold on to the place.

-Can you write him a letter? -I can't, I'm sorry.

I can't get involved in your disputes anymore.

Mom, I was calling about these allegations

against the Bechley clinic.

Oh.

Leon.

All right.

I mean, they're obviously extremely troubling.

Wait, did you know?

Well, I didn't know.

You told me my dad was a number in a book.

I suspected.

Over the years, these qualities emerged in you

that looked so familiar.

That cloak of ambition you throw over yourself,

hiding who you really are--

-classic Leon. -Leon Bechley.

Julia's father.

I grew up with them.

We had Thanksgiving dinner with them.

Yeah, I could never get it together for the holidays.

He is the most pompous, controlling--

Oh, don't even.

Sweetheart, look at me.

I'm your mother.

I carried you. I cared for you.

That's what matters,

not whatever ended up in some test tube.

It is so like you to dismiss this.

I am trying to tell you that I love you.

It's always been so hard for you to take in love.

-You're broken in that way. -Broken.

Oh, so now I'm broken?

Honey, we're all broken.

You're so eager to seem perfect.

The way you stay in that marriage

even though it's such a strain.

My marriage is none of your business.

I should have known.

This was a mistake.

JULIA: You're the one who wanted

to reach out to our patients.

ISAAC: Yeah, I meant a phone call,

a sympathetic email, not this.

JULIA: For God's sakes.

Miss Bechley!

According to your Facebook page,

you've invited former patients into the clinic. Why?

We are offering to anyone who's concerned

the chance to come in for a free, confidential DNA kit

to put this whole thing to rest so we can go back

to doing the great work that we're known so well for.

Thank you so much.

CLERK: After you put your...

ISAAC: You sounded pretty confident out there.

JULIA: I know my dad.

He would never do something like this,

and these tests will prove it.

Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.

-What is she doing here? -ISAAC: Who?

JULIA: Edie Palmer.

Bet she came here to sue us.

Maybe she just came to gloat.

-Gloat? About what? -About winning.

CLERK: And by the way, it's illegal.

JULIA: Edie.

Look, if you came here to sue us--

I don't sue people.

I am a criminal defense attorney.

It is a completely different field, actually.

I get it. You're smarter than me.

TIM: Julia.

It's nice to see you again.

How are you doing?

Well, you know, it's been

a little bit of a rough week.

Dad almost died, and now we're in the middle

of a genetic witch hunt.

So if you're not here as someone's lawyer,

then why are you here?

Well, my mom was friends with your mom...

I know, that's why we always had to hang out.

And she was a patient of your father's.

Great. First you steal my boyfriend.

Now why not try to steal my father too?

TIM: Julia--

ROXY: Okay, so I'm now entering

the Bechley clinic space.

Having all the feels, you know?

I'm nervous. I'm excited.

Let's find out if I share a special bond with a stranger.

Excuse me? Excuse me.

You can't film in here. You have to turn that off.

Okay, well, I think I have a right to express myself.

It's called freedom of speech. Google it.

I don't need to Google it. I studied it in law school.

The First Amendment has no bearing in this context,

where patients have a reasonable expectation

of privacy.

Well, you have a reasonable expectation

of getting this stick up your ass.

EDIE: Oh, you think the rules don't apply to you?

Yeah. Listen, do you want to go?

-Because I will go right now. -EDIE: Yeah, we can go.

-We can go to court-- -JULIA: Hey, hey!

Nobody is going to go, okay?

Besides, she already has

a pretty sizable stick up her ass.

-Excuse me!

But you cannot film in here.

It's disrespectful to the patients and--

Hey, uh, Julia actually does the same exact

-tooth-tapping thing. -No, I don't.

ISAAC: Uh, believe me, you do.

So does Edie when she's nervous.

I do not tap my teeth.

You're probably not aware of it, but--

Wait, maybe it's, like, a shared genetic trait,

like, uh--like rolling your tongue into a cigar shape,

which, according to WebMD, is, like, totally inherited.

I can do it. Can you do it?

Here, try.

Okay, I don't know about you, but I think that's pretty cool.

Hey, um, do you want to get a sister selfie

for social meeds?

Excuse me, sir, can you move?

-You're in the shot.

-Nope. -No way.

How many did we get today?

Uh, 15 in person,

and another 19 asked for tests

-to be sent out to them.

Good news?

Just this hot guy I met up with the other night.

My dating app says that he's nearby.

He's really nearby. He couldn't be more nearby.

Oh, no, wait. This isn't right.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God, he's here.

Oh, God.

Sam!

-Hey. -Oh, hey. Um...

Hi. What are you doing here?

Oh, this is my wife, Kim.

Your wife.

That is great. Hi.

-Hi. -Julia.

How do you know each other?

Oh, um, AA meetings.

Yes, AA meetings.

'Cause we are both addicts.

So were your parents at the clinic?

No, Sam's.

It's a crazy story.

He didn't know he was an IVF baby.

His mom never told him.

Shame or stigma, I guess.

Yeah, so she saw the report on TV.

She told me about it, and I'm like,

"I look nothing like my dad."

He's, like, a foot shorter than I am.

But when I saw pictures of Dr. Bechley, I was like,

"Yeah, that makes sense."

-Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh. -SAM: Mm-hmm.

-Uh-huh. Mm-hmm. -SAM: Mm-hmm.

So, Julia, you work here at the Bechley Institute?

Yes, I do.

And I'm also a Bechley.

Leon Bechley is my, um-- he's, uh...

-Your... -He's, uh, my dad.

He's my dad.

So that means you two might be brother and sister?

Maybe.

PAT BENATAR: ♪ We belong to the sound of the words ♪

-♪ We've both fallen under

♪ Whatever we deny or embrace ♪

-♪ For worse or for better

♪ We belong

♪ We belong, we belong together ♪

RON: We did everything,

spent every dollar we had and some we didn't.

Years of tests and procedures,

-and finally--finally... -RON: We got our girl.

So to suddenly hear that somehow she might not

really be....

ours...

The key to a successful lawsuit

is demonstrating how you've suffered

as a result of Bechley's actions.

-We've definitely suffered. -Yeah, we continue to suffer.

Roxy, she's off the rails.

I mean, we're very concerned.

DIANE: Unfortunately, she's our only source of income,

and if she can't work, then...

Why don't you finish that sentence, Mom?

If I can't work then, what?

I'm of no use to you anymore?

Sweetheart, we're not the bad guys.

We're trying to protect you.

ROXY: You don't protect me!

You shelter me!

There's a difference.

You know, finding a new family

is kind of the best thing that's happened to me in years.

It's like, who I am and what I come from,

it all just kind of makes sense.

I don't need you basic people anymore.

MAN: ♪ I can hardly breathe

♪ With you standing next to me ♪

Roxy.

Come back here!

MAN: ♪ My lover

Honey, you don't have anywhere else to go!

LEON: We're telling Pittsburgh, right?

And out comes the food, and that was the last time

they asked a reproductive endocrinologist

how he liked his eggs.

-'Cause...

Oh, your father is keeping us entertained.

Yeah, he's great. So glad he's doing better.

Mind giving us a sec?

I can't tell you how good it feels

to be out of ICU and off those fluids.

I--I felt like a balloon.

Dad, when you came out of surgery, you said something

about me being the only one who was special.

What did you mean by that?

Is there anything you need to tell me?

Well, I-- honey, I was sedated.

Hey, you're--you're not letting these accusations get to you.

Michael's looking into it.

It was an ex-patient with an agenda.

I gave out DNA kits.

-Why? -People wanted answers.

I--I wanted answers.

Anyway, it's done.

The results will be back soon,

so I'm gonna ask you one more time:

is there anything that you need to tell me?

You have to let me explain.

I asked you to lunch when I started this gig.

It was six months ago?

Took you a minute to respond.

I have been so crazed. I'm sorry about that.

You'll have to let me get the salads.

Okay.

I don't really do salads.

So I see.

Actually, I was a vegetarian for a few years.

Ethical reasons. Thank you.

EDIE: Oh, and then what happened?

Decided ethics were overrated?

No.

I just got hungry,

and salads just weren't doing it for me anymore.

Your firm involved in the Bechley case at all?

I mean, not to my knowledge, but, uh--why?

Is your office pursuing something criminal?

Well, we're getting pressured to.

Looks like this guy perpetrated

a pretty large-scale fraud over the years.

Yeah.

I shouldn't say more than that.

Oh, I get it.

I--I wouldn't ask you to betray your team.

WOMAN: ♪ I'm gettin' stronger, strong, stronger ♪

You sure we're not on the same team?

What did you mean by that? What do you mean?

Careful, you're gonna spill your iced tea.

You know that Tim and I are married, right?

I didn't know that.

You two don't act much like a couple.

Well, you know, we-- we act like professionals...

at work.

-So... -Okay.

Well, my bad.

I read it wrong.

I'm--I'm flattered.

It's just, you know-- um, it's fine.

I just--this...

I should have got the burger. Is it good?

You have to remember, when I was starting out,

infertility was a dead-end street.

I changed all that.

I became the miracle worker,

the last resort for desperate patients.

So when there were insurmountable challenges--

when people who put all their hopes and dreams on me

had to be told that it might not happen...

I stacked the deck.

I used material that I knew to be successful--

Your material...

without bothering to ask for permission.

They--they left with their miracles.

They all had positive outcomes.

No, not outcomes, babies!

They would turn into people,

people who would grow up...

not knowing who they are or where they came from.

Okay, genetics are just one determinant

in the complex makeup of a human being.

I hooked up with my own brother!

Yeah.

A guy I went out with

could be one of your babies.

Did you ever think about that as an outcome?

Interbreeding did occur to me, but I counted on

low statistical probability.

I just told you something life-changingly disgusting

that happened to me, your daughter,

and you're talking about probability?

Look, I--I am just-- You're right.

-I'm just trying to explain-- -How many, Dad?

Uh, can I get some water?

How many?

I never kept a formal record.

Dozens?

More?

-Come here.

Hey!

I, uh, took the liberty

of getting you a pumpkin spice oat milk latte.

I just figured you probably like them

as much as I do.

And I may have seen you talk about them

on your Facebook page.

But it's actually-- it's just one

of the many things that we have in common.

Did you know that we have the same karaoke song?

"Get Here," the Sam Smith version?

♪ You can reach me by railway ♪

Also, I sent you a friend request.

I don't know if you saw that or...

What are you doing here?

-Do you have questions or-- -Yes.

I have, like, 100 million questions,

starting with, um...

how's our father doing?

Is he ready for visitors?

'Cause I--I'm just dying to get to know him.

He's not stable enough for visitors.

Okay, well, I'm sure they'd make an exception for family.

Family?

We're gonna find out soon enough, right?

Whatever that test ends up saying,

that doesn't mean we're family.

Hey, I'm not trying to take anything from you, okay?

I wish that you could see that.

I don't know about you, but I've kind of

wanted a sister my entire life.

You know, somebody that gets me.

Somebody that I can share with.

Please go find some other way

to get the attention that you so obviously need.

Go make a vlog or punch a stranger.

I don't care. Just leave me alone.

Message received.

MAN: ♪ Kick it around

Here. They're gross anyway.

MAN: ♪ Town to get a head full of ideas ♪

Hey!

What--what's going on here?

You can't just take things out of here!

Um, hello?

What is going--

I demand to know who's in charge here.

Look, here's who I am, and here's our warrant

to confiscate items related to the investigation.

Now, do you want to get out of my way,

or do I need to have you arrested?

Well, can you at least tell everyone to be careful?

Michael, do something!

This is beyond my purview.

You need a defense attorney,

somebody confident, aggressive, a real jackass.

JULIA: And they just started grabbing things,

pulling computers out of the walls,

like we're criminals.

Well, it is a-- a criminal investigation.

JULIA: It just felt very violating.

TIM: They do that on purpose to intimidate you.

There's no guarantee what they find

will result in criminal charges.

Thank you.

Even hearing that is so comforting.

You'll get through this, I promise.

You know, I'm not sure why you're here, Julia.

I was hoping that you could represent me--

us, the clinic.

We certainly can discuss--

I'm sorry, your case is a nonstarter for us.

If this is about what I said

about you stealing my boyfriend--

-It's not. -Okay.

-But I do owe you an apology. -No, you don't.

Sometimes the stupidest things just leap out of my mouth,

and I'm working on it because I just--

Even if this case weren't an ethical minefield for me,

we aren't interested in helping your father

out of the mess he created.

Maybe you need to ask yourself

why you're still protecting him.

You let them into my office?

They had a search warrant.

Do you understand how serious that is?

Yeah, listen--listen to me, Julia.

In the house, there is a laptop computer.

I need you to get it before they do and destroy it.

What?

Some information I recorded,

some data--

uh, if they see it, they might get the wrong idea.

That's illegal.

I could go to jail.

No one is gonna go to jail.

It's gonna be a big news story for a week or two,

and then everyone will move on.

-No, I don't want to help. -Jules, please.

Y-you can do this one thing for your old man.

This one thing?

I have done everything for you.

My whole adult life has been about you.

I gave up going to med school. I gave up so much.

So don't you dare call it "one thing."

You could be a phenomenal doctor.

You're as smart as I am. You're twice as caring.

But if they take me down, it'll destroy you too.

They'll never license you.

Your future will be over

before it even has a chance to begin.

The computer's in my study,

on my desk.

I'm not a good person...

but you are.

I know you won't let me down.

Sorry.

You just surprised me.

I didn't mean to.

I was just hoping to talk,

but you've been on that all night.

Oh, I--I have so much work to catch up on.

-I had a lunch today, and-- -I know.

-With who? -Um, an old client.

I was just hoping that we could talk more

about the Bechley case.

I think it might be a good idea for us to take it.

We've been busting our asses to get on the partner track.

A case this high-profile would get us there.

This is about her, isn't it? Julia.

This is your chance to be her hero.

Okay, that's nuts.

Is it?

-You loved her. -We were kids.

That was--she was my college sweetheart.

You're my whole life.

-Can you just-- -Don't.

How many more times are you gonna say that to me?

I just don't feel like being touched right now.

Am I supposed to pretend like I do?

No, no, of course not.

But you make me feel like I'm the enemy sometimes.

But I'm on your team, okay?

-We're on the same team. -What are you talking about?

-What team? -God.

What team do you think I'm on?

I can't keep doing this.

Like, it shouldn't be this hard.

It shouldn't.

You know what? I'm--I'm sorry.

-What are you doing? -I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you picked such a broken person

to be married to.

I never said that.

Babe, come here. What are you doing?

You leaving?

I am trying here.

-What else do you want from me? -Nothing.

I--I don't want anything from you.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Edie, don't walk away!

We're in the middle of something here!

Edie!

Tim.

Hello.

Wish I would have known you were coming.

I would have done something.

Um, I know, it-- it's a mess in here.

I'm--I'm a mess.

I actually just came by to tell you

that we will not be able to take your father's case.

Edie made that pretty clear.

I guess I just wanted you to know that I tried.

I didn't just give up.

Okay.

I know you can't help,

but can you still keep lawyer secrets?

Yes.

Attorney-client privilege still applies.

So it looks like my dad kept a kind of record

of what he did and who he...

made.

This is your father's laptop?

He tracked them,

all these years.

So if the authorities see all this...

Honestly, it shows intent.

They could charge him

with criminal fraud, at least.

If they find it.

Destroying evidence is a serious crime.

Did he-- Wait, you know what?

I don't even want to know.

But if he did...

why would you put yourself at risk for him like that?

Because I love him.

He's my dad.

Yeah, I know what you're willing to give up for him.

I didn't just give up.

After my mom, he needed me.

I was all that he had.

Maybe you think that I'm being a doormat, but--

No.

I think you're wonderful

and that he's lucky to have you in his life.

I just think that you deserve better.

-I should probably-- -Yeah.

Probably should.

I know this kind of goes without saying,

but it still really sucks that you're not here.

What did you say, dear?

Oh, I'm not talking to you.

-I'm talking to my dead mom. -Oh.

You know what? Just keep walking.

JULIA: You'd probably do exactly what he asked.

You would just take care of it,

protect him...

just this one more time.

But I can't do it anymore.

Not again.

Not even for you.

ROXY: ♪ You can reach me by railway ♪

♪ You can reach me by trailway ♪

♪ You can reach me on an airplane ♪

Excuse me, ma'am?

ROXY: ♪ You can reach me with your mind ♪

♪ You can reach me by caravan ♪

♪ Cross the desert like an Arab man ♪

♪ I don't care how you get here ♪

♪ Just get here if you can

♪ You can reach me by sailboat ♪

♪ Climb a tree and swing rope to rope ♪

SAM SMITH: ♪ Take a sled and slide down slow ♪

BOTH: ♪ Into these arms of mine ♪

SAM SMITH: ♪ You can jump on a speedy colt ♪

♪ Cross the border in a blaze of hope ♪

So what's the big rush?

Something you forgot to tell me at lunch?

Yeah, there is.

SAM SMITH: ♪ There are hills and mountains ♪

♪ Between us

♪ Always something to get over ♪

♪ If I had my way

♪ Surely you would be...

-Are you good? -Yeah, yeah.

N-no, no. I'm--I'm not good.

I'm not good with this.

Um, I haven't been good with this

in a while, actually.

I think I need to find another way

to feel okay with myself, Corey.

I think I might deserve better than this.

ROXY: ♪ Surely you will be closer

♪ I need you closer

♪ Get here if you can

SAM SMITH: ♪ Get here if you

♪ Can

Hey.

Hey.

I saw your video, and it looked like you were in trouble.

You subscribe to my vlog?

Just get out. Hop on.

-Come on. -Hold on. Hold on.

-Let's go. -Back up, back up.

Are you serious?

You want me to get on the back of your bike?

You got any better options right now?

You're in no shape to drive, and I never learned how.

You don't know how to drive?

I grew up in New York.

-Okay.

Wow. All right, um...

Just right on the back, huh?

Can you--hold on.

Okay.

Thank you.

DAMIEN JURADO: ♪ Hurry back home

Okay, go.

DAMIEN JURADO: ♪ I can no longer be in the storm ♪

-♪ Hurry home, babe -ROXY: Whee!

DAMIEN JURADO: ♪ Hurry home

Hey, you don't have to do this.

Do you have anywhere else to go?

Yeah.

No.

I'm kind of in a fight with my roommates...

who are also my parents.

Well, you're welcome to stay here

as long as you need to.

Like--like, live here?

-No. -Oh.

Right, yeah.

I mean, I was just kidding.

Obviously I know it's just temporary.

-You're, like, the best.

No one's ever been this nice to me.

I'm gonna need my own bathroom, though,

like, with a tub.

If I don't get my soak on once a day,

I'm, like, no bueno.

It's right down the hall.

Knock yourself out.

Whoa.

Can I come in?

Uh, I guess.

Do you need something?

My mom used to wake me up in the middle of the night

when I was a little kid,

and she would take me on these walks.

And the next day, I'd fall asleep in class,

and everyone would make fun of me.

It was hard enough being the half-black girl

whose mom knitted her ponchos

instead of buying her a winter coat.

Well, why are you telling me this right now?

Because I was always jealous of you.

You had this family,

a dad who would come home from work

and sit down with you at the dinner table--

with dinner on it.

I've spent my whole life looking for that,

that thing that you got to take for granted:

stability.

And you got that with Tim.

I did. I did.

I thought I did.

But it's like there's this...

little thread,

this dangling little thing,

and it got pulled, and...

Now I'm afraid it's all coming apart.

Is someone here?

Oh.

-Yeah, uh-- -ROXY: Hey, Julesy?

ROXY: Do you have any bath products

without coconut oil?

I wouldn't mind not smelling like a piña colada.

What are you doing here?

What are youdoing here?

I'm sorry.

-I'll go. -No, no, no.

It's okay.

This whole thing has been...

You're not the only one whose life got pulled apart.

So if you need to hang out or even stay for a bit...

That would be...

Thank you.

Yeah, I already called the guest room,

so you're on the couch, Counselor.

Thanks.

SINGERS: ♪ Home is where the heart is ♪

♪ And you're my heart

Morning.

Found your coffee.

Although I couldn't find a clean mug.

They're in here.

Oh, you call these clean.

-What do you take in yours? -ROXY: Nothing, just black.

JULIA: Same. Can't do the lactose.

-Me either. -Check us out.

Sharing lactose intolerance.

What are the odds of that, huh?

Fairly high, actually.

Roughly 1/4 of the adult population.

Still gonna Google it.

You know, it is possible to know things

without Googling them.

Hey, have you guys checked your email?

I have a message from the DNA testing company.

It's my results.

It says I'm a 99.3% match

for paternity with Leon Bechley.

And I'm a 99.6% match with him.

Always gotta be a little bit higher,

don't you, Edie?

Well, I guess that's...

that's it. We're...

Genetically connected.

Family.

Hey, how many others do you think there are?

Dozens.

More.

-We don't know yet.

ROXY: Okay, but we're gonna find out, right?

I can't believe it's not just me anymore.

I mean, I--I have sisters.

-I guess this means-- -I can finally tell you.

You have a chin hair right here.

-What? -It's really long.

Yeah, do you see it right there?

-I see it. -Guys, that's so embarrassing!

-EDIE: yeah, oof.

It's Isaac.

Hey, um, is that the cute doctor from the clinic?

Ew, he's like my brother.

Which is a very sore subject.

-Hello. -ISAAC: Julia?

I'm actually at the hospital with your dad right now,

and you need to get down here.

All right, guys,

you're all gonna get your picture,

but I need you to back up.

Let's keep this area clear.

I'm not gonna say it again.

Balter! Hey, what's going on?

We're serving an arrest warrant for that doctor.

Perp walking out of a hospital?

That's a pretty aggressive move for a fraud case,

don't you think?

It's not a fraud case anymore.

Our office has determined that Dr. Bechley's misuse

of his genetic material without his patients' consent

rises to the level of sexual assault.

And we intend to prosecute it as such.

GRACE: ♪ You don't own me

♪ Don't say I can't go with other boys ♪

♪ Don't tell me what to do

♪ And don't tell me what to say ♪

♪ Just let me be myself

♪ That's all I ask of you

♪ I'm young, and I love to be young ♪

♪ I'm free, and I love to be free ♪

♪ To live my life the way I want ♪

♪ To say and do whatever I please ♪

♪ You don't own me