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[? pensive music playing]

Allura Grant.

[gasping]

I've come to kill you.

- [lock clicks] - [Gloria] No!

- Get over to the wall! Move now! - [people screaming]

You two, inside. Inside now.

Get in there. Get in there. Move, move, move.

- Go! You get out of that office! - [Emerald] Oh, shit.

- Move it! - Okay.

[Marcus] Hurry up, come on!

Everybody stay over there. Move it!

- Okay, okay. - Hurry it up.

Come on, come on. Move it faster.

Faster!

- Give me that phone. - [Emerald screams]

Go, go!

What the hell is going on?

You two, against the wall. Against the wall!

Alright.

Now, anyone tries anything stupid,

like running or calling the police...

- [phone clatters] - ...you're all dead.

Huh? Okay.

You don't even know who I am, do you?

- You're Marcus Weller. - [Marcus chuckles]

Oh, that's right.

And what else do you remember about me?

I represented your ex-wife in your divorce.

Yeah, Abigail.

She lives in Costa Rica now with our children,

you know, but she doesn't let me visit.

Sole custody, right?

But tha-that was what was best for the children.

Isn't that right, Allura?

I mean, is-isn't that what you argued

that the best thing for my children

was to move to another country without their father?

Yeah?

You didn't show me one bit of mercy.

In fact, you wanted to alienate me from my children.

Marcus, we can fix this.

I am not fucking stupid!

[Dina] Marcus, please.

- Di... - Just put the gun down.

What you're doing now is not the answer.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. You-you-you don't get to speak.

- Dina. - No, it's time you listen to me.

Now, women like you, you never listen.

You just talk and talk and talk.

No, I told you exactly why I was here.

Huh? What did I say?

What did I fucking say?

- To kill me. - [Carr] Sorry, ladies.

Winston won't budge about that recipe,

so it's a one-way ticket back to...

Against the wall.

There you go. Against the wall.

Give me your phone.

- I'm not giving you my fucking phone. - Give me your fucking phone!

Go fuck yourself, dick bag.

[Marcus grunts]

Nobody fucking move.

[? tense music playing]

[Allura] Carr.

?

[Raul retching]

[groans]

Women like you disgust me.

Oh, you think guns are powerful weapons? [laughs]

There is nothing more powerful

than a woman's self-described victimization.

Ah, and this firm,

this firm is ground zero for all of that fucking bullshit.

E-e-excuse me, I'm so sorry,

but I, I actually don't work here.

I-I-I'm a food entrepreneur

with little to no opinion on gender,

so would it be okay if I just tiptoed out of here?

[Marcus laughing]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[Gloria screaming]

You're, you're a client here.

- Aren't you? - Put the gun down, asshole.

Just... [shushes]

I'm going to walk right over here,

and you're going to tell me, huh,

what good, outstanding man you are trying to fuck over?

[toilet flushes]

[exhales forcefully]

[coughs, clears throat]

[exhales] Okay.

[water running]

And who-who's, who's this little Chad?

Huh? [laughs]

Oh, I bet you consider yourself an ally,

don't you, pretty boy?

- Yeah, I do. - [Marcus laughing]

Of course, you do.

Let me ask you something.

Does that quarter inch of foundation actually get you laid?

I mean, do women actually like a flouncy fruit like you?

Do they?

Well, must be nice.

You have no fucking idea what it's like to be written off

as a, as a creep or a, or a stalker or a...

Loser!

What did you just say to me?

I called you a fucking loser.

I believe you were in the middle of reciting

your best qualities- creep, stalker-

and I just, uh, made an educated guess.

Here's another one for you.

Your teeny, tiny balls are shrink-wrapped so tight

that your discolored scrotum gets shoved all the way up

your pelvis every time you sneeze.

You got a death wish, bitch?

If I did, I'd be on my knees

eating your toxic ass, Pep� Le Pew.

[gargling]

[spits]

[gasps]

You fucking exhaust me.

You and your little Reddit cuck community

talking about how women overplay the victim card.

Why don't you take a good look in the mirror, fugly?

Allura took your kids away? Bullshit.

You gave up your kids.

Let me guess why.

Because you drained their college fund

to subsidize an OnlyFans addiction?

- [Marcus grunts] - [dishes clattering]

[Gloria screaming]

[Gloria crying]

- [grunts] - Am I close?

Blew his wife's life savings paying for sex.

Oh, I was close.

- Shut up! - Oh, you shut up.

All Allura did was represent her client.

So if you are furious at someone, it should really be your mommy.

What the fuck did you just say?

- Carr. Carr. - [Carr] Yeah, it's your mom's fault

that you expected your wife, excuse me,

your ex-wife, to roll out the red carpet

for your perversions and failures.

It was your big, fat, ugly fucking mama

who told you what a catch you are.

Stop it!

Make me.

- Oh. - Marcus, just put the gun down.

Yeah, Marcus, what are you gonna do?

How did Mommy prepare you for this moment?

Take my mother's name out of your fucking mouth.

Or what? You'll shoot it out?

Mm.

- No, I'll shoot her. - [all screaming]

[gun fires]

- [clamoring] - [heartbeat thumping]

- [all screaming] - [Marcus] Shut up!

- No! - [Capricorn crying]

What the fuck was that?

- It's okay. - Shit, I left my phone in the other room.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Forget the phone.

Forget the phone. Just stay back with me and the baby.

[screaming]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Why did you do that?

Your aim is shit.

It makes sense, though.

Can't put the porn down long enough

to get the hang of Call of Duty.

Carr, for God's sake, don't provoke him.

Oh, Annie Ugly here's trembling so bad

he can't even shoot straight.

You really want me to take you out for good, don't you?

Oh, I'd love to see you try.

Well then, here you go.

- [screaming] - [gun fires]

[bullet thwacks]

[? solemn music playing]

- [head thuds] - [Emerald] Oh, my gosh.

[gun clicks]

?

[Marcus grunts]

[screaming]

Why do people keep throwing themselves in front of each other?

What kind of lawyers are you?

You're making it really hard for me

to kill the person I am trying to kill.

?

- [Marcus] Give me that. - [Emerald] Oh, my God. What the fuck?

[clamoring]

[Marcus] Down. Down.

Please just let us call 911.

She's going to bleed out.

Good. I can't wait for that.

- Alright, Allura. - Shut the fuck up.

It is time to collect.

[Emerald] Allura!

- Hey. Hey. - [screaming]

[Allura screaming]

Put the gun down, Marcus.

No, you put it down.

You know my name. Huh?

Who the fuck is this guy?

Look, what the fuck are you playing at?

- Let's talk this through. - Put down the gun.

Now!

Put it down now. Come on.

- Put it down. - Okay.

There we go. Attaboy.

We need an ambulance.

- Okay. - [Marcus] There we go.

- Okay. - Okay.

We're good.

- Yeah. - Calm down.

Okay. I'm real calm.

I'm calm. You be calm.

- [elbow thuds] - [Marcus groaning]

[Marcus groaning]

[body thuds]

[screaming]

Call the police. Call the police right now.

Hey. Hey. [shushes]

Stay calm. You're done. You're done.

[Marcus] Get off!

[Carr] Does she have a pulse or what?

Does she have a fucking pulse?

Jesus Christ.

- Oh, my God, is she breathing? - Carr.

- [Marcus] Get off me! - [Liberty] Yes, this is an emergency.

- There's a situation in our building. - [Marcus grunting]

There's a shooter, and he's shot two people.

One of them is in critical condition.

Yes, we've detained the gunman.

[Marcus] Get the fuck off of me.

Stop moving, asshole.

Yes. Thank you.

They're on their way.

Fuck!

- [Emerald] Dina. - I think I'm dying.

[Emerald] No, you're not.

I need you to stay with me, okay?

Be strong and stay with me.

[? dramatic music playing]

[air whooshing]

Ow. Ow.

Think you could do that a little more delicately.

Lord, ow.

?

- [camera shutter clicking] - [officer] Thank you, Ms. Green.

I understand this is very difficult for you,

but can you walk me through everything that just happened?

[Dina crying]

Did he say why he was there?

- Oh, my God. - [officer] Did he ever lower his weapon

or give anyone the opportunity to leave?

[voice echoing] Did you ever hear him mention anyone by name?

[Carr] Is she breathing?

[officer] Did you see exactly where he was standing

when the first shot was fired?

Thank you, Ms. Green.

Thank you, Officer.

[officers speaking indistinctly]

[Emerald sighs]

Em, are you okay?

Mm-hmm.

[Milan] Do you think Dina's going to be okay?

- Is she going to make it? - [Emerald] I hope so.

But if you haven't talked to God in a while,

this might be a good time to reconnect.

I'm going to take these two home.

We'll call you as soon as we get to the hospital.

Okay.

You know, I can't get over Carr's fearlessness today.

I mean, she was pretty fucking unflappable.

[Allura] I still can't wrap my head around why she would take a bullet from me.

I mean, knowing that Machiavellian lunatic,

she probably wants me to owe her forever.

Or she just has some genuine light

peeking through those dark cracks.

You just have to know how to find it.

Well, the real question is, though,

why would Dina take a bullet for Carr?

You mean another bullet?

It's what Dina does, take bullets for Carr.

She's always wanting to protect Carr.

[? somber music playing]

Okay, what's going on?

Nothing.

Well, you seem preoccupied, like your mind's elsewhere,

which is pretty notable considering what's gone down today.

Okay, well, I can't talk about it.

Talk about what?

Dina made me promise not to tell anyone.

Dina?

With everything that's happened already today,

she... probably would want you guys to know.

Yesterday, Dina called me into her office

to speak privately.

[Dina] I have regrets.

[Emerald] Tell me.

[footsteps clacking]

[Emerald] Okay.

Talk to me.

When I was in law school, I was, I was really struggling.

I was saddled with debt, and my mother was really sick.

So I took a job at a diner...

and worked all night.

I would go home in the morning to check on my mother

and then go to class until it was time to go to work again.

And, um, one evening, a customer came in.

He was handsome.

He made me laugh...

and I slept with him.

It was long before Doug, you know?

Is that your big regret?

That you had a one-night stand?

No. [sniffles]

It's what I did nine months later.

That man had gotten me pregnant,

and, um, and there was...

there was no way that I could take care of a baby

at that time in my life.

So... [sniffles]

[? pensive music playing]

I did what I thought was best.

I gave my baby up for adoption.

Dina.

My God.

- Here. - [Dina sobs]

Did you, did you ever find out

what happened to this child?

[sniffles]

Never.

I just...

I never allowed myself to even think about it...

'til almost dying in that flight.

And now I just can't stop thinking about it.

I just want to meet her.

So it's a girl.

Yeah.

It was a baby girl.

[Dina crying]

[Emerald] It's okay.

I just want to explain to her...

why I, why I gave her up.

I know that if it was me, that I, I'd always wonder.

Dina, listen.

If that baby is anything like you,

she has a huge heart...

and she is out there making the world a better place.

I hope so.

I'm going to find her for you.

[gasping]

Oh. Would you? Would you?

Of course.

I love you.

Fix your face because Emerald Green is on the case.

[sniffles, laughs]

You happy now?

Poor Dina.

What an absolutely gut-wrenching decision.

So did you find her, Dina's daughter?

It was a closed adoption.

So I went to the agency that placed the baby,

and they told me that their new files are now digitized,

and what I was looking for went too far back.

So I went down in the warehouse

and dug through hundreds of dusty boxes.

I inhaled so much dust, I felt like a Dyson.

I probably gave myself black lung,

but also, the files that I was looking for

had been destroyed in a flood.

Luckily, I have an ex-boyfriend who works in the vital records department

for Children and Family Services.

[chuckles] He is still in love with me

and everything below my navel.

I was able to get closed adoption files

on a federal holiday.

How about that?

Hey, trouble.

[Emerald] You say that like it's a bad thing.

Jury's still out on that.

Ha, ha.

What you got for me?

[chuckles] I got that thing for you. [laughs]

Derek, what did you find out?

- [computer beeping] - [printer whirring]

Well, your suspicions were right, Nancy Drew.

Oh, my God.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I checked three times.

And there's no way it could be a mistake.

I don't make mistakes.

[? gentle music playing]

Shit.

The second I heard, I called Dina.

- So Dina knows who her daughter is? - Yes, and so do you.

What do you mean?

The family that adopted Dina's baby,

their names are Perry and Susan Lane.

They named their daughter Carrington.

Carrington Lane.

Dina's daughter is Carr.

I'm sorry, I just disassociated

and probably suffered ego death.

- What? - Carr is Dina's baby.

Which Carr?

Carr, Carr.

You mean the woman Carr, not a car, the kind you drive.

Exactly. Carr is Dina's baby.

I don't know why I'm having such a hard time

processing what you're saying.

I feel like maybe I've had

a little mini stroke or something.

And what do you mean Carr is a baby?

Carr is a grown-ass woman.

Oh, my God.

You're not making any sense, Em.

[Emerald] I know it's a lot to take in

but when I tell you that Carr is Dina's daughter,

what I'm saying is Carr is Dina's daughter.

What?

Fuck.

Oh, my God.

So when Dina took a bullet for Carr...

She was taking a bullet

- for her daughter. - For her daughter.

Exactly.

And now they're in hospital together.

Yep.

Now you see why my mind was so fucking preoccupied.

Thank God I got good coochie.

[Carr sighing]

[door closes]

And you are sure you don't want to talk to anyone about what just happened.

A social worker, priest.

Oh, come on.

You think I haven't been shot on Thanksgiving before?

Not my first rodeo, Ratched.

Suit yourself, Miss Carr.

Jesus, apple slices and white bread.

Come on, Nurse Debra.

What is this, 1923 and I'm a little rascal on a breadline?

Well, scrappy, pale, malnourished. Yeah, kind of.

- [Carr gagging] - [Debra laughs]

Well, a packet of Reds

and, uh, 100 ccs of vodka stat straight to the neck

and a bowl of spaghetti carbonara.

- I'll check with the cafeteria. - Uh, from Spago.

- Nobody gets me. - [knocking on door]

Oh, God.

Oh. Oh, it's all of you.

Please tell me you are here to do the right thing

and have yourselves euthanized.

We brought you something to eat.

Let's get rid of this slop.

What is it?

It's a jacket potat-uh.

A-a jacket potat-uh?

- [Liberty] Yes. - What's that?

It's a potato in a jacket.

Well, I don't see it wearing any clothes.

- Hey. Hey. - [Liberty] Okay.

- That's just rude. - You see that?

- Guys, guys. - [Carr] What?

It's a goddam baked potato. Can we...

Okay. Yeah.

- Please. - Focus, yeah.

[Emerald] Let's stick to why we're here.

I just wanted to say thank you.

You saved my life.

[Carr] That is true. I did.

I took a literal bullet for you...

and I hope you feel bad

because I may spend the rest of my life never being able

to do anything I love to do,

like surf or chop wood or shot put.

I can't believe I'm going to say this,

but what you did was incredibly generous.

Well, good.

Can I be partner now?

I mean, it feels like the inevitable next step.

Don't I deserve it?

Wow.

You're very brave...

and a very special person.

Okay.

We're here for you, Carr.

Am I dying?

I mean, a person can live with just one shoulder.

They're like kidneys, so... [laughs]

Carr, we got to talk to you about something,

and it's very important.

Okay.

[Liberty] Let's begin with an apology.

We know you've long felt unchosen and unloved,

and we've possibly taken advantage

of those wounds in the past with stupid jokes

and petty insults,

but we've come to learn that maybe there's a reason

as to why you felt this way.

Can somebody just tell me what the fuck is going on?

[Emerald] Okay. Let me lay it out for you, Carr.

Dina came to me with a concern.

Back when she was in law school...

God, I wish I could put you on 1.5 speed.

Dina got pregnant from a one-night stand.

Slut. [chuckles]

She gave birth to a baby that she put up for adoption.

She never told anyone, until yesterday,

she came to me and asked if I would track this baby down.

- [Carr] Okay. - I did.

I found Dina's daughter.

Well, I feel badly for her, whoever she is. [laughs]

Carr, it's you.

You're Dina's daughter.

What?

Yeah.

What do you mean?

Hello, Bosom, Baubles, and Butterface.

I-I don't think I understand you correctly.

Dina is my-

[Emerald] Mother, Carr.

[? gentle music playing]

Wha- [laughing]

[giggling]

Oh!

Okay. So, uh, you are telling me

that Dina,

as in the Dina that I hate,

as in the Dina who scorned me, is my mother?

I know this is hard.

No. No way.

No.

What about my mother?

I have a mother.

- The woman that raised you... - Is my sister.

What? No.

That's the movie Chinatown.

The woman that raised you is not your biological mother.

She adopted you the day you were born.

A-and, what, just spent the rest of my life lying to me about it?

Like in Chinatown.

- Okay, forget Chinatown, okay. - Okay, look.

Can we please have this conversation

just once without it becoming a goddam mess?

Why would, why would my mother do that?

Why w... why would she lie about that? She was never home anyway.

By the time you were old enough to know, you were already cutting yourself,

and so she probably just didn't want to further...

[inhales] destabilize you.

Wow. Okay. So...

my biological mother is Dina.

That's my origin story.

I mean, I don't even look like her, thank God.

She looks like fucking Wayne Gretzky.

I mean, right?

Oh, my God, I'm a Mayflower descendant.

That is a whiter shade of pale.

I-I-I can't fucking...

Wait a minute.

Does she know?

I told her just before all the shooting started.

So when she threw her body in front of me,

- she did that- - To save your life.

She was reacting out of maternal instinct.

Well, where is she? I want to see her.

She just got out of surgery,

and she's in a medically induced coma.

What?

Well, she's going to be okay, right?

The prognosis is uncertain.

She took a bullet for me.

Well...

Well, God, I don't know what to do.

What do I say?

Am I supposed to call her Mom?

[Allura] I would get Amabel here as soon as possible

and let her say hello to her grandmother, Dina,

you know, before...

Goodbye.

[? gentle music playing]

[sighs] This is very sad and very strange.

I just feel so awful for Carr.

Imagine going your whole life not knowing something

so fundamental about yourself.

Yeah, I thought I was a deep autumn until 2023.

In reality, I'm a deep winter.

So all those years wasted

trying to pull off earthy jewel tones.

What did she say?

[IV stand rattling]

Hi, Amabel.

[Liberty] Hi, sweetheart.

Hi. So you remember what's-his-face?

Uh, my sperm dealer.

Sebastian. Hi.

I'd like to think I'm a little bit more than that.

Come on, let's get some water.

I don't know what to say.

Like, what the fuck do I say?

Nothing in my life has prepared me for something like this.

Carr, tell her you love her.

- [Carr sighs] - You do love her.

Just make it quick, and then you can get out of Dodge.

Well, what about Amabel?

Uh, "Nice to see you, Dina.

Hope to do it again soon."

[Emerald] Be strong for your daughter, Carr.

The same way Dina was for you.

[? somber music playing]

Okay.

[Carr] [chuckles] Uh...

Are you ready, sweetheart?

You know, it might, might be a little scary in there

with all those tubes and wires,

but anytime you want to leave, you just,

you can come right back out here and

be with Emerald and Allura and Lib...

- even though I know they're so boring. - [Amabel chuckles]

But you remember what to do

when boring adults start talking about boring shit, right?

You remember your party trick.

Who was Jeffrey Epstein?

- Attagirl. - [Amabel chuckles]

Oh, shit.

Okay. [chuckles]

[IV stand rattling]

[? gentle music playing]

I can see the resemblance.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

[inaudible]

[machinery hissing softly]

[Amabel sighs]

[IV stand rattling]

[? pensive music playing]

You okay?

[softly] Yeah.

Let's get out of here. [laughs]

Okay.

Okay.

[IV stand rattling]

[machinery hissing]

What do I say?

Uh...

[Carr] Whatever you want, my brave girl.

- Can she hear? - Yeah, she can.

I read that a lot of people in comas

can actually hear things that are going on around them.

- It's okay. - [Amabel sniffles]

Grandma.

I know you might not remember me, but we met before.

When you worked with my mom,

I used to come to the office Christmas parties.

You'd always get me a present.

One year, it was an American Girl doll, the pretty one.

Samantha. [laughs]

I liked talking to you.

You, you were always nice to me.

Y-you asked me about school and stuff,

what I wanted to be when I grew up.

I'd always say a marine biologist,

but what I really wanted to be was a...

was a lawyer like you and my mom.

I guess it runs in the family.

Feel better, Grandma.

I-I love you.

[Carr] That was really good.

It was fantastic.

Come on.

[Amabel sighs]

Hey.

I'm really proud of you.

You think you can find your way back to the, uh,

- to the waiting room? - Mm.

Okay, I just need a few minutes.

[Amabel] Okay.

- I love you. - I love you.

[door closes]

[? gentle music playing]

[machinery hissing]

[IV stand squeaking]

[sighs softly]

[sighs]

Hello, Dinasaur.

I don't quite have it in me yet to call you the M word.

This is a lot to take in.

Too much, really.

And the one person I wish I could talk to about it,

the one person I used to go to for advice is you...

my old mentor.

I mean...

there are so many emotions coursing through me right now.

Like, I don't even know which to feel first.

I mean, I just have so many questions.

Like...

why'd you give me up?

Was it for your career?

I mean, did Doug even know?

And if I'm just a product of a one-night stand, I mean,

why did you even have me anyway?

[? somber music playing]

[Carr sighs]

I guess you had your reasons.

But you should know how much it hurts.

My own mom didn't want me around.

It explains a lot, of course,

why I've always felt unwanted and discarded

and unchosen.

And why I never felt a connection to the family that raised me.

I mean, how is it that both my parents are Japanese?

But as much as it hurt me...

it must have hurt you so much more...

living with the secret.

[? gentle music playing]

So, I'm going to ask you...

for one more favor, Dina.

Don't die.

Okay?

Please.

For me, for your...

For your Carr.

Because I got to tell you something, you bag of antlers.

I am pissed at you for all of this.

And I'm going to need you to wake the fuck up

so I can have that conversation with you for real.

Because, mark my words...

if you die, I am going to fucking kill you.

[soft kiss]

Your hair smells like shit.

I have to get them in here to give you a goddam bath.

[IV stand rattling]

[door opens]

[IV stand rattles]

[door closes]

[machine hissing softly]

That was so sweet of Amabel's dad to take her out

to eat at Jon & Vinny's.

Yeah, he's always doing sweet dad shit like that.

[chuckles]

Uh, which of you is the next of kin?

Um, you're her...

Daughter.

Your mother is in critical condition.

We induced her into a coma in order to minimize

the risk of a cerebral edema.

Slowing down the body's metabolic processes

lowers the intracranial pressure,

but she is going to need another surgery.

Well, you better get to slicing and dicing, Sweeney Todd.

Well, her blood pressure is too low to safely perform any procedure

and if it gets any lower,

then we run the risk of permanent brain damage.

[gasps]

Now, ma'am, did your mother discuss any DNRs with you?

- DNR? - Do not resuscitate.

- I mean, if Dina has- - Shut up, Dr. Filler. I know what it is.

Dina would definitely want CPR.

Damn straight, Doctor.

Oh, I don't know about that.

- What? - No.

Dina is too prudish

to want mouth-to-mouth from a complete stranger.

Well, that's not exactly how it works.

Excuse her, Doctor. She's still in shock.

I am not in shock, Doctor, at all.

I was, but that was minutes ago.

Everything is completely different now

that I found out I'm her daughter...

and that I stand to inherit 25% of the law firm.

Carr, surely that's not where your head is at right now.

- Can't be. - [doctor] Look, I-I don't know

what you're all talking about,

but I should bring to your attention

that Ms. Standish did not state her preference on organ donation.

Ah. - [doctor] And we'll need

your standing on that should she not make it.

Well, I have a moderate drinking problem

and a second freezer in the garage,

so we might as well snag her liver in case I need it.

I swear to God.

You're really going to sign a DNR when you know nothing

about what Dina's preferences are.

No, I am going to sleep on it.

As her next of kin, I have a lot to think about.

Like what would Dina want for herself,

for her daughter, for her granddaughter?

And since she is in a compromised state,

that decision largely falls to me.

So I have a very busy night ahead researching estate law.

If you'll excuse me, ladies, I have a will to examine.

[IV stand rattling]

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[footsteps clacking]

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