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(mysterious piano music)

- [Narrator] Previously on A Girl Named Jo.

- There's probably a perfectly logical

explanation for this.

Maybe it's not even your mom, I mean

the picture is really blurry.

- It's my mom, Cathy.

- [Cathy] You know him?

- Yeah, I mean, no.

I just see him everywhere.

- Hey, you look a lot like somebody I used to know.

- Well, I'm new to town, so.

- You don't have to do anything, Lawrence.

Because even if you did everything,

I still wouldn't take you back.

(dramatic music)

Have you ever skipped school before?

- [Jo] Let me get this straight, you ditch

your first day of school and now you

wanna break into Lenny Alvarez's house?

- [Cathy] Don't you want answers, Jo?

- It looks like a floor plan for a really old building.

- Is it the rubber factory?

(drum beats)

- [Cathy] Oh no.

- [Jo] We have to get out.

Now!

- Hey!

- [Jo] What if Lenny didn't act alone all those years ago?

- [Cathy] What if he's...

- [Jo] Plotting something new?

- [Cathy] The Phoenix Fest.

- You can call me dad, you know?

- Listen, next week's my family's annual garden party.

Come.

We'll sneak into my dad's office and see what turns up.

(whimsical music)

♪ I know her name is Jo ♪

♪ Her last name I don't know ♪

♪ When I close my eyes I'll visualize ♪

♪ A little girl ♪

♪ Named ♪

♪ Jo ♪

- [Mrs. Fitzroy] The party starts in fifteen minutes!

- [Cathy] He keeps everything in here.

(suspenseful music)

- These are all from the last few years.

Nothing about the factory.

- [Cathy] What are you doing?

- Haven't you read Nancy Drew?

People always hide things in books.

- [Mr. Fitzroy] Honey, is my watch in there?

- [Cathy] Sugar!

Sugar, sugar, sugar!

(gasping)

- [Mrs. Fitzroy] Did you check your office, dear?

- [Cathy] (whispering) Go!

- Whoa, Nellies, why the rush?

- Sorry, dad.

I forgot my pearls.

- And she forgot her everything?

- She's borrowing one of my dresses.

(doorbell ringing)

- [Mr. Fitzroy] Coming!

(mysterious music)

Fitzroys don't run.

(squealing)

- If it isn't the Saint Claires!

(kissing)

- Virginia.

You're a vision!

- Oh, thank you, dear.

Enjoy.

Thank you so much for coming.

Hi!

Oh, thank you.

(suspenseful music)

- I look like a misplaced doll.

- [Cathy] Sure.

My heart hasn't felt a loss like this, before.

But then again, my heart didn't feel until I met you.

- What's that?

- The letter we found in my dad's office.

We both know our love is wrong,

but understand this love is the only right I've ever felt.

Love, F.H.

- [Jo] Who's it to?

- My mother, I guess,

but it sure isn't my father's handwriting.

- Wait, so who's F.H.?

An old beau?

- My parents have been married 17 years.

And this is dated 1953.

- I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding.

- The letter fell out of her copy of "Madame Bovary."

My mother acts like she's so perfect.

What a hypocrite.

- [Mrs. Fitzroy] Cathy!

We have guests!

- [Jo] Coming, mother!

So, what are we gonna do?

- F.H. is clearly someone close to my mom.

Maybe even to both of my parents.

Which means he'll be here at the party.

- So you want to...

- Find F.H.

Just one day of investigating my mother,

then I promise we'll go back to finding yours.

(lively music)

- Your name?

- Froman.

Harold Froman.

- H.F.

- Cathy, there are over 150 people on this list.

- How about Fred Holstein?

- She doth teach the torches to burn bright.

When did my Katharine Hepburn become an Audrey?

- Leave.

(lively music)

- Hey!

- Jo, I forgot to tell you.

Please don't kill me.

- What is he doing here?

- [Cathy] I sort of invited him.

- Why?

- He always looks so lonely, and he's new to town.

- Uh, thank you, again, for inviting me.

- Oh, Jo and I are both so glad to have you.

And, there should be other kids from school here, too.

- [Jo] Who invited the horribles?

- Oh!

(giggling)

Lawrence, I am thrilled you could make it.

And Alice, I haven't seen you in ages, dear.

- It is my pleasure to be here, Mrs. Fitzroy.

We are so excited to hear about Attaway's newest hotel.

- Most expensive hotel.

My parents say it will come in over a million.

- Fabulous!

(gasping)

Cathy!

Aren't you going to greet your friends?

Excuse me.

What was that?

- Let me go!

(dramatic music)

- It's that Chambers girl.

She's a bad influence.

- It's not her.

It's me.

(clipboard crashing)

(dramatic music)

- [Mrs. Holloway] Virginia!

- Mrs. Holloway!

(lively music)

- You have to admit, Kennedy has the bluest eyes.

- Blue eyes is hardly a qualification for president.

- Well, we can all agree that Nixon

would've made a terrific president.

- Brave of you to come here.

- Well, there's actually something

I wanted to talk to you about.

- Well, you should know, I don't go on dates with boys.

- Well it's a good thing I wasn't asking you out on one.

Look, there's actually something

else I came here to tell you.

- Jo!

You two come with me, I have an idea.

(quirky music)

- [Jo] Wait, what are we doing?

- [Cathy] Just follow me.

- [Jo] Okay.

(quirky music)

- [Allen] What is all this?

- [Cathy] We're looking for a Mr. Fred Holstein.

- What's he to you?

- Just a friend of my mother's.

- Oh, found him!

- Let's go!

(glass clinking)

Everyone, gather!

Gather, gather!

I would like to propose a toast.

Today marks the 50th annual Fitzroy Garden Party!

(crowd applauds)

Thank you.

- And, while we always enjoy opening our doors to the town,

we are honored to announce, with our partners,

the Duponts, we have broken ground on an exciting project.

A brand spanking new hotel.

Now, I know what you're all thinking.

Another huge Attaway building sporting the Fitzroy name.

Not so.

No, because Attaway is a place of inclusion and equity.

And because the Fitzroys are nothing if not magnanimous.

We decided to share the glory.

Please, a round of applause for the Hotel Dupont.

(crowd applauds)

Notice the birds.

With this, I say (foreign language)

Let's eat.

(crowd applauds)

- [Mrs. Fitzroy] Enjoy.

- (whispering) Showtime.

- Hm.

Thank you.

- Um, sir, can you pass me the dressing?

- Oh, of course.

(lively classical music)

- So, are you from around these parts?

- I'm from Attaway.

Born and raised.

- So then you must've known my parents for quite some time.

- Since Virginia and I were tots.

You know, she'd probably kill me if I told you this,

but I once accompanied your mom to the Spring Fling.

- So you were in love?

- Only dear friends, and shortly after,

I met the love of my life.

My wife, Abigail.

(lively classical music)

- [Man] Ginny!

- [Mrs. Fitzroy] Oh!

Franklin Hoover!

(kissing)

Darling, is it really you?

- How many F.H.s can there possibly be in one town?

(lively classical music)

(water splashes)

(gasping)

- Is this what it takes to get your attention?

- Where are you rushing off to?

- This isn't basketball.

You can't block out your ex-girlfriend.

- Shut it, Chambers.

This is between the adults.

- Don't talk to her like that.

- Catherine!

I certainly didn't raise you to behave like this!

- You're right.

You raised me to be an obedient housewife.

But then again, how obedient is yours?

- What is that supposed to mean?

- What on earth is going on here?

And why is Cathy all a mess?

Come inside right now, and change.

(dramatic music)

- No!

I quit.

- (gasping in disbelief) You quit what, Cathy?

Wearing clean clothes?

(laughing)

- I quit me.

I quit you.

I quit all of this!

(slapping)

(laughing)

(clapping)

Everyone give a round of applause

for the biggest phony in Attaway.

Virginia Fitzroy.

(dramatic music)

- [Older Cathy] That was the last of the Fitzroy

garden parties.

- Dessert is served.

- [Older Cathy] My parents didn't want to celebrate

the day I embarrassed them in front of everyone they knew.

But I still celebrated

my independence day.

(knocking)

- Jo?

(somber piano music)

I knew it was a good idea.

(somber piano music)

- [Cathy's Daughter] We gotta get going soon, sweetie.

You've got school tomorrow.

- Okay, mom.

Hey, did Grandma Cathy ever talk about the garden party?

- The garden party?

No.

Your grandmother hated fancy functions.

(giggling)

Why?

- Oh, no reason.

- Okay, ten minutes.

(somber piano music)

(upbeat music)