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♪ Winter, spring, summer or fall ♪

♪ All you've got to do is call ♪

♪ And I'll be there, yes, I will ♪

♪ You've got a friend. ♪

Thank you. I'm Summer Redgrave.

And I'm Winter Redgrave.

And we're the Seasons.

All right, we've got some decisions to make,

but first, this is USA Sings! We'll be right back.

Girls, the judges have made their decisions,

and there's good news and bad news.

The bad news is...

the Seasons just don't work as a duo.

The good news?

Summer, the judges think you're a star.

You are going to the finals in Hollywood!

Winter, uh, I'm so sorry, but, uh,

things can only get better from here, right?

Summer, come on. Let's make you a star, all right?

What am I supposed to do now?

What to do, what to do.

Kreem's Smell My Morning Breath candle

sold out in eight minutes.

That's because it was luxe, intentional,

and punk rock.

-So punk rock. -But if we want

to outdo ourselves on the Smell My Ovaries candle,

we need to transcend the feminine divine.

When our customers light this candle in their Jacuzzis,

at-home spas, yoga rooms, whatever, I want them

to feel... mothered...

and a little horny.

Can I get a little space, guys?

-Yes, of course, yes. Mm-hmm. -Thanks.

Is this cedar?

My ovaries are saying it's cedar.

It's cedar.

Okay, so retail it at $550

and then draft up a press release that says,

"Winter Redgrave wants you to smell her ovaries."

Okay?

-This is gonna be huge. -Huge.

Your kale and oxygen sandwich, Ms. Redgrave.

And your cold mushroom tea with Himalayan ice cubes.

Thank you, Cricket.

What's on the docket for today?

You're filming three content videos

introducing limited-edition colors

of the Sistine Chapel marble water bottles,

followed by happy hour at Eleven Mad with Jennifer.

Aniston, Lawrence or Garner?

Love Hewitt. She has an idea about vagina earrings.

No. Cancel it. Tell her I work alone.

What else?

Sorry to interrupt.

Your sister is here to see you.

Summer,

how nice of you to grace us with your rock star presence.

But unfortunately, it's not conducive

to our Kreem company culture...

Oh, shut up, Winter.

Shut up? You shut up.

You never set foot in here until your career was in the dumps.

Kreem is my thing.

Stop trying to take it from me!

Please. The only reason you were able

to start this business is because I gave you the money.

The only reason you gave me the money is

'cause you felt guilty for abandoning me on USA Sings!

Ugh. You're never gonna get over that, are you?

No, because it ruined my life.

And I will not let you ruin it again.

Winter,

selling to a company like ShopBuy

is the chance of a lifetime.

We could be billionaires.

I'm perfectly happy being a multimillionaire.

And there is no "we" in Kreem.

And I saw your mean tweets about me

when I came out with the Smell My Morning Breath candle.

Do you really think that about me?

That I'm just a "gross,

overpriced Etsy witch with a trust fund"?

Yeah.

Because I was your trust fund.

And I would give all that money back with interest.

It means nothing to me now.

Kreem means everything, everything to me.

And I, I would rather die

than-than-than see my meticulously curated stores

be shrunk down onto the crusty shelves

of a mass-market retailer

next to discount diapers and inorganic tampons.

Okay. I didn't want to resort to this,

but do you remember

that original investment agreement you signed

back when I was selling out stadiums

and you had nothing?

Turns out, my fancy lawyers were good.

Real good.

Ever heard of a drag-along clause?

It's when the original investor

of a new company can exercise drag-along rights

and force a sale.

I don't need your permission

to sell Kreem to ShopBuy.

And you can't stop me.

Why are you showing me pictures of disgusting garbage?

These are ShopBuy's versions of our signature products.

-Tell me. -That is supposed

to be the Sistine Chapel marble water bottle.

But you can't recreate

Carrara marble with construction paper.

I know. You may want

to take a meditative breath for this next one.

Is that the Smoothing Envelope?

Apparently.

But there's no pressure regulation system,

just this high-low button.

And product testing notes say

that it uses this cheap plastic zipper

that jammed during testing.

None of this is luxe.

You can't eradicate cellulite using the Smoothing Envelope

without it knowing your body.

It doesn't even have a safety sensor shutoff.

Barbarians.

You're sure there's absolutely nothing you can do?

My attorneys say no.

I was poor

and unenlightened back then, and I signed a bad deal.

But don't tell

the rest of the staff.

I'm just going to pretend like I agreed to all of it

to preserve some sense of morale.

You're a great boss, Winter.

Unlike Summer.

I told you not to say her name.

Sorry. It's just that I'm still reeling

from this desperate email she sent today.

Apparently, she is testing all of the products herself

in her apartment.

-Why? -To prepare

her personal testimonials.

That sounds so desperate.

I'd like to take a moment

to address the upcoming sale to ShopBuy...

which I know has been

very stressful for everyone, which is why

I'm giving you all a gift.

And from 3:30

to 5:00 p.m., you all will be treated

to a mandatory company-wide

collective unloading detox.

Not only will there be a fresh juice bar

and edible insect tower,

but Chef Pete is cooking up a beautiful buffet

showcasing lettuces from around the world.

Oh, and-and I flew in my shaman Kael,

uh, all the way from Australia.

He's one hell of a healer,

so I encourage you all

to vent, cry and release.

Will you be detoxing with us, too?

Uh, I think I want this to be a safe space for everybody else.

And I'm just gonna be in the deprivation tank,

so feel free to talk some major smack.

You sure you want to do that?

Oh, yeah. Bring it on.

I didn't know lettuce could be so flavorful and rich.

I hope we still get days like this when the sale happens.

If Winter agreed to it, I'm sure it's fine.

Okay, but have you seen her outfits lately?

Those wide-legged pants are too young for her.

I don't care how much sardine semen you put on your face.

You're not Gen Z.

I'm ready to talk.

♪ So, so over you, I won't lose another night... ♪

It's all so cheap.

You've changed, Winter.

When we were kids,

all we needed was music to have fun.

And now something needs to be expensive

in order for it to be worthwhile.

Summer, I never had fun with our music.

But when I was onstage with you,

I felt special.

And that feeling is what Kreem is selling.

You're selling a feeling?

Yes.

That's so sad.

My products make people happy.

And the high price tag is an essential part of that joy.

You can't replicate Kreem u-using cardboard

and-and-and cotton

and plastic zippers.

This doesn't even look like the Smoothing Envelope.

There-There's no way that this works as good as the original.

I used it last night. It's awesome.

I don't believe you.

Feels so good.

I can feel the cellulite melting away.

You know, these things can be dangerous

if you stay in them for too long.

What are you doing? Come on, Winter.

Stop playing around.

-I-I can't get out. -I know.

This isn't funny!

Let me out!

Well, that went by fast.

Looks like a space suit.

It's a compression device.

The air chambers inside create waves of pressure.

It's supposed to ease muscle stiffness.

A lot of athletes use them.

But Summer Redgrave was a musician, right?

In the public eye, concerned with her appearance.

Some compression devices promote themselves

as anti-aging, anti-cellulite machines.

This one's called the Smoothing Envelope.

Looks like Summer's at-home beauty regimen went wrong.

Very wrong.

Though I didn't check to see how smooth she was.

The only settings are high and low.

Is there even an off switch?

Looks like you have to unplug it to get it to stop.

Well, that doesn't seem very safe.

So...

If something went wrong,

then why didn't Summer just...

pull the cord right out of the wall socket?

Hey, look at this.

Look how frayed and stretched it is.

You don't think she was alone?

I mean, it's kind of like...

two people were playing tug-of-war with it.

Why wouldn't she just unzip herself?

Right.

Wow.

These cheap plastic zippers... they get stuck so easily.

Maybe whoever pulled the zipper wanted it to get stuck.

Let's get her laptop into evidence.

-Okay. -See what's on there.

One more question.

What's Kreem?

My sister was the first person to believe in Kreem.

And...

I do admire her desire

to turn our products into something more accessible.

But due to the recent events,

I've had to pull out of the ShopBuy deal.

If you will all excuse me,

I need to grieve.

Grandma's here.

Well, actually, she's, uh, in the lobby.

She wouldn't let me leave her bags unattended.

New York is a long way from Peoria.

You know, she's probably just a little scared.

Of what? It's a perfectly good building

in a great neighborhood.

Mom, you promised you'd be patient.

We have to present our best selves

to Roy's parents next week,

and we can't do that if you and Grandma are fighting.

You're right. Sorry. I got this.

-Teddy? -Coming.

Oh. Whoo!

This is quite a workout.

You must have strong legs

coming up the stairs like this every day.

Oh, you get used to it.

I'm just worried about your knees.

Oh. Hi, Mom.

Um, are you okay? Are you tired or...?

No, I'm fine. Oh.

This apartment is so cozy.

You know, I was expecting something bigger,

but this is just right for one person.

Thanks.

So, uh, Teddy is going to take you

-to the Statue of Liberty today. -Yes.

Followed by the Museum of Natural History.

-I-I took the whole day off. -Oh.

That's so sweet, my Teddy Bear.

And tomorrow you have a third-row seat

to Orphan Girl,

my favorite Broadway show with no dirty words.

Surprise.

Oh. Thank you.

Who's going with me?

Um, well, we both have to work, but you'll be fine.

I go to the theater by myself all the time.

-You do? -Mm-hmm.

I admire how you never care what other people think.

I wish I was like that.

But you know me.

Being alone in big crowds makes me nervous.

Would it be okay if I traded the ticket in for something else?

Maybe when you're both not so busy,

if it's not asking too much.

It's, uh, nonrefundable.

And, Mother, it's a very expensive seat.

Oh, shoot.

I wish you had asked me first.

I don't like it when you spend all this money on me.

Well, Mother, I was trying to be nice.

And here we go.

Wow.

This space is so elegant.

It makes me feel so...

-What's the word? -Inferior?

Because that's what they're going for.

Hallo. Marhaban. Zdravstvuyte.

Welcome to Kreem.

What is your dominant language?

English is just fine.

We are trying to get in contact with Winter Redgrave.

We're with the NYPD.

She's in her office.

Really? We didn't think she'd be in today.

Ms. Redgrave is in mourning,

but she would never miss a day of work.

She's finishing up with Yo-Yo,

but she has a seven-minute window in two minutes.

Ooh. Does she throw vintage? Modern? Butterfly?

I love yo-yos.

She's interviewing Yo-Yo Ma for the newsletter?

Oh. Sorry.

-See? Inferior. -In the meantime,

please fill this out with your names,

zodiac signs and spirit animals.

Oh.

It's not ethereal enough.

Welcome, officers.

I hear you want to talk about my dear sister.

Oh, yeah. "Els-Elsbeth. Gemini. Unicorn."

Better watch out for you.

And I'm Detective Taylor.

She didn't want to fill out the name tag.

Oh, that's your choice, but

showing your spirit animal

does teach others how to mindfully approach you.

Neat. So, uh...

Ooh.

Um, what's your spirit animal?

Um, some days I'm a phoenix.

And today I would say I'm a thick-billed raven.

That bird is aggressive, right?

Sounds like we better watch out for you, too.

No, I only meant

that ravens grieve when they lose one of their own.

We are very sorry for your loss.

-Thank you. -We realize

that this is a sensitive time, but we had a couple of questions

about the compression device that your sister

-was found in. -Yes. The Smoothing Envelope?

That's a Kreem product, right?

No. That ghastly thing that Summer was using

was ShopBuy's knockoff version.

ShopBuy? As in the department store?

They had made an offer to buy Kreem.

But the deal is off.

Summer died using one of their prototypes.

Clearly, it did not meet my standards

for quality or safety.

-How so? -Well, if you like,

I can show you the real Smoothing Envelope.

Are you sure? Uh, we know you're in mourning.

I-I insist.

That's the Amethyst Oval.

You insert it into the nose hole.

What, now?

Pure amethyst supports brain health.

So getting it closer to the cranium improves mental clarity.

Did a doctor tell you that?

This is the real Smoothing Envelope.

Crafted from an Italian

four-way stretch warp-knit

technical textile with a matte finish.

Oh.

That does look better.

That's because it is better.

The chambers inflate by adjusting

to your temperature, your resting heart rate,

and body fat percentage. The pressure,

as well as the safety shutoff, are regulated via voice command.

-Hmm. -Oh.

And it sings.

Smooth, sing.

How much does one of these things go for?

Thirty-two.

Thirty-two hundred dollars?

That's steep.

Thirty-two thousand.

We think it's worth it.

Look what happened to poor Summer

when ShopBuy tried to cut costs.

I've instructed my attorneys

to take legal action.

Winter, uh,

we are so sorry to tell you this,

but we don't think your sister's death was an accident.

-What do you mean? -There's reasonable

evidence that shows the zipper

-on the suit was tampered with. -Mm.

I-I need to gloss.

Dry lips?

No, never. I'm just...

so sad.

Kreem gloss is made out of rose petals

harvested under a full moon

that recalibrates emotional frequencies.

It's also the product that started it all.

-Huh. -Yeah.

Why would a product related

to curing sadness be the inception

of such a fun and, um...

Mmm.

Invigorating brand?

Well, before my sister was famous,

she and I auditioned for USA Sings! as a duo.

But she was sent to the finals and she won.

And I was sent home.

Wait. That was you?

I saw that episode. That was rough.

Yeah. Well, she was kind enough to let me be on her makeup team

when she toured, and while I was there,

I developed this lip gloss to cheer myself up.

Wow. That is such an incredible origin story.

It makes me wonder why you would sell something so special

and personal to you to a mass-market retailer?

Well, I care deeply about the humble peoples.

And my sister was the initial investor.

She wanted to sell it, and I trusted her.

I can't believe that I was in the sensory deprivation tank

the whole time that this was happening.

-What's that? -Exactly what it sounds like.

A noise-canceling tank filled with salt water.

-Oh. -We actually have one here.

You must try it.

I use it every day to regulate my nervous system.

We encourage all employees

to do the same, especially the high-strung ones.

Oh.

Have you spoken to Paul Griffin?

He's the product development manager.

Well, he was.

I had to let him go yesterday.

-Oh. -Yeah.

That must have been hard,

especially since you learned

about your sister's passing yesterday, too.

Well, I did it before the news reached me,

which is ironic.

Ironic how?

Well, Paul hadn't been himself lately,

ever since Kreem's annual trip to San San.

He did too many shrooms.

I think he had a psychotic break.

He was just so angry about the pending sale

and about Summer's influence over me.

And when I let him go,

he had this, like,

monstrous look in his eyes.

And now Summer's gone

and I'm pulling out of the deal,

and it's like...

he got what he wanted.

Winter is a liar.

She hated Summer and she hated ShopBuy.

That sale would have been a disaster

for us, and she knew it.

-What do you mean by "disaster"? -The acquisition

would have meant major budget cutbacks

and layoffs. All the new locations

we were working so hard to launch...

like the Tokyo branch... would have been halted.

I spent so much energy listening to her cry about it.

It sounds like you two were friends.

That's why I was shocked

she agreed to the deal all of a sudden without telling me.

It was like she was forced into it by Summer.

Winter said that Summer was Kreem's first investor.

Did she ever mention anything weird about the contract?

Like a drag-along clause?

Oh, I don't know.

But does it seem like anyone can stop Winter

from doing what she wants?

She blamed my resistance

to the sale when she fired me, but I think

someone told her I criticized her wide-legged pants

at the collective unloading detox

and she wanted to avoid an HR issue.

She told us that you got a monstrous look in your eye

at the mention of the sale.

What? No.

I screamed and begged for my job back

and told her that her pants were luxe, but she just...

She just stared at me coldly.

Oh, Paul, are-are you okay?

-Do you need some water? -I just

can't believe Winter did this to me!

Sir, you need to calm down.

I answered her calls at midnight!

I lost years of my life

hunting down weird ingredients like Pompeii soil,

eel teeth and zebra saliva for her products!

I even did drugs for her when I was ten years sober!

-Sir, you need to calm down. -I hope Kreem

burns to the ground!

All right, put your hands up!

As per the consent decree, I must tell you,

you don't have enough to formally charge Paul.

I know, but he did just try to assault law enforcement.

And you saw that look on his face when he flipped that table.

Those were murdering eyes.

Well, you can continue the questioning after he's booked,

but Paul made that comment

about Winter's wide-legged pants

at the collective unloading detox.

That puts him at Kreem at the time of Summer's death.

We'll see if that checks out.

-Uh, can I help you, miss? -Oh, I don't want to be a bother.

I just can't get into the apartment,

so I thought I'd come here.

So you're locked out of your apartment?

Do you need us to call a locksmith?

No, no. I'll just wait at my daughter's desk.

Do consent decrees get desks?

I never know what they do.

She's explained it a hundred times.

I just can't seem to keep up.

You're Elsbeth's mother?

Wow. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm sorry.

This city is just so disorienting.

Hi. I'm Lydia G.

The "G" stands for Gudmundsdóttir,

but who's got the time?

You can call me Charles.

Uh, would you like me to give Elsbeth a call?

I'm sure she would be happy to bring you the keys.

Oh, no, I don't want to bother her while she's working.

Oh, well, um,

you're welcome to stay as long as you like.

Mm. It looks a little busy.

Would it be all right if I just waited out here?

You-You'll barely notice me.

Uh, if you insist.

Uh... would you like some...?

Not a thing, thank you.

Oh.

Hello, Winter.

Oh, Elsbeth, hi.

I'm just having some zucchini noodles with cheese.

That looks like zucchini noodles with radicchio.

Well, that's a great substitute for cheese.

Yeah, if you chop it up right.

Get a fork. Try it.

The trades make fun of me, but I swear, it's delicious.

Hmm. Okay.

Okay.

How'd you do that?

I'd rather smoke meth than eat anything processed,

so I've just been experimenting with substitutes.

But I've had to force myself to eat today.

Such disturbing news about Paul.

Oh. Right.

About that.

It's my job to make sure

that the police do everything right.

And I wouldn't want them to arrest

the wrong person in your sister's death.

But Paul is the right person.

He was so against the sale.

That's funny. He said

you were the one who was against the sale.

But I guess it didn't really matter what you thought.

-Did it? -What do you mean?

Summer's laptop was left at the crime scene.

I read through the initial investment agreement.

There was a drag-along clause.

The light fixture is here.

Oh.

Oh, wow.

Now, that is ethereal.

Well done, Lamar. Okay.

Ship it express.

It's gonna look incredible in the new Tokyo store.

Will do.

Weird.

Up until a few days ago,

you believed the sale was happening.

So?

So the sale would have halted the opening of the Tokyo store.

So why would you order a light fixture for it?

Because I was secretly planning

on opening a new side business... Kreemidy.

-Kreemidy? -Yeah.

Kreem for kids. High-end toys.

You know, wool-free, leather-free vegan dolls

and ornaments made from iruka no ha.

What's iruka no ha?

Dolphin teeth.

That doesn't sound very vegan.

Or ethical.

Well, each Kreem store immerses itself

in the culture it habituates.

Even if I don't personally believe

in every aspect of it.

That's, uh...

convenient.

Well, the world's a big place, Elsbeth.

It's more convenient to center your own limited perspective.

The deal's off now, so Kreemidy can wait.

It was a great idea while it lasted.

I thought of it while I was in the deprivation tank.

Right. The wellness attendant did confirm

you checked in at 3:20 p.m. on the day of Summer's murder.

And I checked out at 5:00 p.m.

But wasn't

the collective unloading detox retreat mandatory

for all staff? So that means

your wellness attendant was also there, right?

Which means that no one can actually verify

that you were in the tank the whole time.

I'm in such a deep meditative state when I'm in the tank.

I can't possibly get in and out by myself.

-Is that so? -Yeah, and...

I actually don't like what you're insinuating.

So... please go.

I'm gonna get back to my cheese.

Paul Griffin's alibi doesn't hold.

He left Kreem's collective

unloading detox retreat at 3:40 p.m.

Witnesses say he didn't return until 5:00.

Oh. Uh-huh.

Sir, what are you looking at?

Elsbeth's mother.

What's she doing?

Nothing. Driving me crazy.

What should I do?

Help me.

Uh, well, sir...

Moms tend to thrive when given a task.

-Uh-huh. -At least mine does.

Ooh. Hello.

Uh, I'd like to try the deprivation tank, please.

Winter says I must.

Will you be needing a swimsuit?

Can I pick it?

You are making quick work of those records.

My goodness.

Where did you find a label maker?

Oh, it was hiding in one of the cabinets.

I didn't even know we had one.

-This is great work, Lydia. -It's no trouble.

I like keeping things tidy.

You mind if I join you?

No, please.

My mother loved organizing, too.

When she started having trouble getting around,

she, uh, moved in with my wife and me,

and we'd spend hours...

looking through her...

old photographs and mementos.

She had so many incredible stories to tell.

-She was an amazing woman. -Hmm.

I can tell, Charles, you are an amazing son.

Oh. I was okay.

Your mother was very lucky.

Some children stay close.

Some have their own lives to lead.

And as we both know...

my daughter does things her own way.

-Excuse me. -Uh...

I swear, this grasshopper-infused water

is clearing up my skin.

Kim Kardashian posted

about the Smell My Ovaries candle.

-She said it was luxe. -Wild pitch.

Instead of a coffee enema, what about a yerba maté enema?

You lied.

It is not hard to get in and out of that thingy.

Elsbeth, you're still here.

-Yeah. -The thingy?

Oh, you're talking about the deprivation tank.

Well, it is for me, personally.

And you can't prove otherwise.

Well, you can't prove that you stayed in there.

And after being in that dark, dark quiet,

every single sound is so vivid and... sharp.

Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything, Elsbeth?

Well, Paul thinks he was fired because someone told you

about the comment that he made about your wide-legged pants.

But no one had to tell you because you overheard it

in the hall as you were sneaking out

of the building. Ha! Ha!

Mm.

Okay. You got me.

-Mm-hmm. -I did leave the tank.

It's because I just couldn't stand

not knowing what people were saying about me.

But that doesn't even prove I left the building.

All that proves is that I'm a curious person.

And we have that in common, don't we?

But the difference is...

I have everything

and you have nothing.

Please leave.

And that's what she told the principal!

Oh, hi, honey. Where have you been?

Unlike you, I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

Teddy should be picking you up from Orphan Girl right now.

Oh, I left when all the actors walked out of the theater.

The rest of the audience stayed and watched

a video of them marching down the street.

Now, can you imagine a thing like that?

Well, you could've called me.

Oh, you were working.

And I was having so much fun here.

I got to spend time with Charles.

Did you know he asked his mother to come and live with him?

Mom, I haven't asked you to move in with me

because, honestly, I didn't think you'd want to.

I figured my apartment was too cozy.

Well, some people like cozy.

I can't really do this right now.

I have to work.

Okay.

Mom!

What did you do?!

Well, I thought a little organization

would help you focus. You don't like it?

Please don't touch my things without my permission.

Thank you.

-It's getting late. -I just can't figure out

what this is on the zipper.

That's Summer's nail polish.

She was clawing at the zipper so long, some of it chipped off.

Did DNA confirm that?

The testing didn't show biological material,

but the colors match.

Yeah, but the flake on the zipper...

is a slightly different shape

than the chip on Summer's nail.

-Is it? -Elsbeth,

I am going to get a confession from Paul.

Did you hear that?

Honey, these people are professionals.

Maybe they don't need your opinion.

She wanted to wait for you.

Hey, Mom.

I know it's none of my business, honey,

but sometimes it's all right

to let other people be the experts.

I mean, it obviously has to be this person Paul

and not her sister.

Why on earth would someone want

to kill a member of their own family?

All right, uh, how about I drive you both home?

Yeah. Come on, Mom. Let's go.

Good idea. I miss Gonzo.

Oh, gosh. I'm so sorry.

I didn't get any sleep last night.

Up thinking about the case?

No. My mom snores. Loudly.

I don't know how I'm going to get through this week.

-Oh. -You can borrow my sound machine if you want.

I have a good one for when my mom visits.

I love that. Thank you.

Do you two get along?

All we do is argue.

But every time she comes to town, she insists on staying

in my apartment instead of a hotel.

Then she spends the whole visit

complaining about how cramped it is.

Sounds familiar.

No one gets under your skin quite like your own mother.

I might have been a bit hard on mine.

She was right about one thing.

Paul is our guy.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

When you left the collective unloading detox,

where did you go?

I can't say.

That's because you were at Summer Redgrave's loft,

-zipping her into that Smoothing Envelope. -No!

You hated the sale. You hated the influence

Summer had on Winter, so much so that you killed her for it.

That's why you were so angry when you got fired.

After everything you'd done.

I would do a lot of things for Winter,

but not that. Not murder!

Where were you, Paul?

Come on. Tell the truth.

No one can verify your whereabouts.

One person can.

I slipped out of the retreat...

because I was meeting with a dealer.

What kind of dealer?

Bugs.

I was procuring an order

of endangered bugs imported from South Africa

for Winter. She uses them

in her own personal products, sometimes to experiment.

Sometimes just because she likes it.

I'll show you my burner phone.

Just... promise me I'll have protection.

These black-market insect pushers can be super violent.

So...

what color are these bugs?

As you all know, interest in my sister has skyrocketed

since she was killed.

So, in honor of her life,

I would like to introduce to you...

Summer's Smell My Morning Breath candle.

And in contrast to my Morning Breath candle,

the color is yellow mud.

And the scent is brown river with a hint of beaver musk.

Boy, I bet Summer would have hated that.

Uh, she would have loved it.

As she did all things Kreem.

-What are you doing here? -Winter,

family sure can be tricky.

But let's be honest.

Your and Summer's relationship

had been fraught

ever since those USA Sings! days.

And, I got to say, I do see both sides.

Summer left you to become...

a star, but what was she supposed to do?

Say no to success?

I never asked her to do that.

No, but you said yourself, it made you sad.

And without that sadness,

you never would have turned your pain into...

something so unique

and really extraordinary.

Thank you.

See, that's why you hated it when Summer forced you

into destroying the only thing

that was ever truly yours.

Summer, on the other hand,

felt entitled to a piece of your company,

even though she didn't even care about it.

-You can't prove any of this. -Actually,

Winter, we all saw Summer's mean tweets about Kreem.

Okay. Shut it, Cricket.

I mean,

without Summer's initial investment,

Kreem wouldn't be what it is today.

And who doesn't want a billion dollars?

Unfortunately,

neither of you considered the other's perspective.

Summer prioritized money, you prioritized your brand.

So much so that you were willing

to... kill for it.

Okay.

She's wrong, so everyone calm down

and sip your deer bone broth.

You scheduled the retreat

to distract your staff.

Then you snuck out of the deprivation tank

and went to Summer's loft.

You knew ShopBuy's prototypes were unsafe.

You thought you could stage the perfect accident.

But you made one mistake, Winter.

When you purposely pulled that zipper,

a chip of your nail polish flaked off

onto the plastic lining.

It looked like Summer's, but when it was tested,

remnants of red moon ladybugs were found.

Red moon ladybugs are endangered.

And Kreem would never use

such an unethical ingredient in a product.

Kreem wouldn't, but, Winter, you would.

I've been putting red moon ladybugs

in Winter's personal nail polish for years.

She asked me to do it. It's the only way

she gets the texture that she likes.

I am so sorry, everyone.

She just made me feel so special.

Winter Redgrave,

you are under arrest for the murder of Summer Redgrave.

Winter, it does make me sad to see families torn apart.

If only you two had tried to...

come to an understanding.

Family?

I consciously unsistered Summer years ago.

Grandma made her famous lemon bars.

Ah.

That is so thoughtful of you, Lydia.

And the supply closet

-has never looked better. -Oh.

Oh, and I bought some extra cartridges

for the label maker.

You don't want to run out of those.

And thank you for keeping me company.

Well, thank you for lending us your daughter.

She does important work.

And we all care for her a great deal.

Well, that's very nice to hear.

Maybe, uh,

Mom wants one of these, too.

Come in.

-Lemon bar? -Oh.

Hi, Mom. Uh, sure.

Thanks.

Mmm.

Hey, I know things have been tense between us.

I would love to just...

understand you better.

And I would really appreciate it

if you would make an effort to understand me, too.

We're meeting Roy's parents this weekend,

and Teddy needs us to get along.

So can we talk?

I don't know what there is to talk about.

I'm fine.

I'll see you at home.

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