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♪ Stars shining bright above you ♪

♪ Night breezes seem
to whisper I love you ♪

♪ Birds singing in the sycamore tree ♪

♪ Dream a little dream of me ♪

♪ Say nighty-night and kiss me ♪

♪ Just hold me tight and
tell me you'll miss me ♪

♪ While I'm alone and blue as can be ♪

♪ Dream a little dream of me ♪

♪ Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you ♪

♪ Sweet dreams that leave
all worries behind you ♪

♪ But in your dreams whatever they be ♪

♪ Dream a little ♪

♪ Dream of me ♪

BOY: Where is she?

MAN: She's in her studio.

MAN: She's workin'.

BOY: Why hasn't she come back?

[DISJOINTED MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

- _
- [SIREN BLARING]

♪♪

[SOFT CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[HUMMING]

[SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES OVER SPEAKERS]

Mm-hmm.

[BLENDER WHIRRING]

It's crap. It's cra...

Could you just turn that down a bit?

- Please. I'm trying to concentrate...
- What?

On a very delicate operation, here.

Blenders don't have volume control.

Well, that's a pathetic excuse.
Just turn it down, anyway.

- [BLENDER STOPS]
- HENRY: Dad.

- Yeah.
- I did some research last night.

- Yes?
- On golden doodles.

- Oh, God...
- And they don't shed.

They're hypoallergenic.

- No, no... Listen, Hen.
- They're really, really, really cute.

We're not having... Tell him. Tell him.

- It's the dog thing again.
- But why, Dad?

We can't have a dog because
as I've said before,

all dogs make my throat close up,

so no air gets to my lungs,
which makes me die.

So it's... It's undesirable.

- But...
- Think of another pet.

You know, you can have
a, a cat, or a hamster.

Or... I don't know
what kids have these days.

Have a, have a vampire bat.

[GROWLS IN FRUSTRATION]

- Is that a promise?
- Yes. That is a promise.

Like the, the promise of...

a road trip, too? Just you and me?

That's a low blow. That will happen.

- HENRY: Will it?
- It will happen.

Shit, my violin!

- JONATHAN: Help me, please.
- What is going on?

I don't know why I'm
suddenly six years old.

Oh, God. All right. Why the tie, hmm?

Not another funeral?

- It's The Turd's idea.
- Oh.

And no, no.

- Not all my patients die.
- Oh.

Why are you so dressed up?
What's his name?

Ladies' tea. Planning the fundraiser.

Oh, school auction.
Did I mention I'm not going?

- Oh, did I mention you are?
- I think you'll find I'm not, my love.

Isn't it enough we give
them tons of money anyway?

We actually don't give them money.

Well, your dad does,

- which is very sweet of him.
- GRACE: Uh-huh.

Which reminds me,
we have dinner with him next Thursday.

Right. So I have Reardon and
your dad in the same week.

I'm just the luckiest girl in New York.

- [GRACE LAUGHING]
- Don't you like Reardon?

Well, do you like Reardon?
You, you like your school?

- Yeah.
- GRACE: Hey.

And I love it. Go on, kiss your mom.

- We have to go.
- Mom...

No, I'm not kissing Mom. You do it.

You need to clean this up.

I'm not doing this every single morning.

No, no, I want to kiss you. I like this.

Yeah. Right.

- Henry? Henry?
- HENRY: What?

No more smoothies.
You never, ever clean up...

JONATHAN: All right,
here's a question and don't lie.

Did you, in fact,
practice that thing at all this week?

- Because I heard nothing.
- No, I practiced.

- Really?
- Yeah. I swear.

Do you know,
he doesn't even think I'm any good.

Mr. Rosenbaum.

He actually said that, did he?

No. It's not that he says it.

It just...

He used to say a lot more good stuff.

I mean, sometimes with
the looks he gives me,

I-I think he wants me to quit.

Well, is it possible that,
as your mom might say...

[IMITATING GRACE]: You're
actually projecting that sentiment.

Because somewhere deep down,

in the bowels of your teenage psyche,

you actually want to give it up.

I don't want to give up. I love violin.

[IN NORMAL VOICE]: Okay,
well, that's great then.

You know, Rosenbaum,
he's an unhappy man.

It is never a good idea

to take measure of ourselves

through the eyes of the joyless.

Well, you can be joyless.

- Beg your pardon?
- Yeah.

You can be joyless when you're...
when you're stressed.

Do I seem stressed a lot?

Some... lately.

Huh.

Brilliant. Well, now...

Now I'm stressed about
being stressed, so...

- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.

You don't, you don't play your
violin for Rosenbaum, anyway.

You owe him your respect
and your hard work,

but in the end,
your relationship with song

is between you and your music.

- Got it.
- Right. And you're brilliant, okay?

So fuck Rosenbaum.

- I'm telling Mom you said that.
- Take your violin,

and shove it up his Rosen-bum
cheeks, okay?

Dad...

[LIVELY CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

- JASON: Morning.
- Morning.

Rebecca Harkness has
arrived way too early.

[WHISPERS]: Oh. Great.

REBECCA: It just doesn't
make any sense to me.

- Huh.
- One minute, he's attentive, loving.

The next minute,
he's borderline abusive.

I got both swings last night.
The full pendulum.

And fucking forbid

I call him bipolar. I mean...

Fucking forbid!

So you're back to thinking that
he's, um, that he's bipolar.

I don't know. The mood swings...

What do you think?

Well, I don't know him.

- I only know you.
- Meaning?

- Do not give me that look.
- This is your third marriage.

Isn't it?

[GRUNTS] So, what, we're keeping score?

No. No, I'm just...

- I'm not doing that.
- Okay, this is going somewhere,

and I'm not exactly sure where,
other than a direction

not in my favor. So just say it.

- Say it! I pay you. Say it.
- Reb...

Rebecca.

I have met few people more
discriminating than you.

You read 100 Yelp reviews before

choosing someone to install your carpet.

Am I right?
You, you try on 20 pairs of shoes

before making a choice.

You do background checks
on your hair colorist.

You did a background check
on me, no doubt.

You vet everything. Everything.

Which is fine. I mean,
that's appropriate.

- But...
- But an attractive man comes along,

and shows an interest in you,
and judgment be gone.

No. That is not what is happening.

I mean, the day that you met Kevin,

you floated into this office.

It was an appointment
that was made to deal

with the anguish of husband number two,

only to declare that you'd
met husband number three.

So, I'm saying...

Maybe it's possible...

that you're less of a victim
of Kevin's moods

So, excuse me, this is my fault?

So, excuse me, this is my fault?

- No.
- It is. You're blaming me.

I'm not blaming you.
I'm just saying there's a particular

type of person that you want to be with,

and maybe you're a little too quick

to see that person in
the men that you meet,

instead of seeing what's actually there.

[HORN HONKS]

GRACE [OVER PHONE]: Ugh.
Well, I'll probably never see her again.

Because they hire you
to give them the hard truths,

and then, and then they fire you
for delivering them.

Well, just... Just up your prices.

The more exclusive you seem,
the more she'll come begging.

Wow. [CHUCKLES] I have some bad news.

The, um,

the dress code for the
fundraiser is fancy-glam.

I'm not wearing a tux.

GRACE: Listen, this is
for Henry's school.

If I can tough out a ladies' tea,

you can stomach one
fundraiser. For Henry.

I will do it. But not
for Henry's school.

I will do it for you.

Because you're hot.

Anyway, I'm here. Okay?

Later, smart ass.

Yeah, later. Bye.

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

- Come in.
- Hi.

- Let me take your coat.
- Yes.

They're waiting for you upstairs.

[LAUGHTER]

- SALLY: Hello!
- Sorry I'm late.

- Not a problem.
- [DISTANT BABY BABBLING]

- We have a new mom.
- Oh.

A Scholarship.

She brought her infant.
She's changing her in the bathroom.

You look fabulous.

- Oh, hi, Grace.
- GRACE: Hi.

- Hi.
- GRACE: Is she, uh, on the committee?

Uh, wants to be an involved parent.

Hi. Hi, hi. Sorry.

- Hey.
- Thanks.

SYLVIA: Did any of you even
know that she was coming?

I mean, I'm usually the first
one to learn of anything.

People can't wait to tell me stuff.

AMANDA: Because you're
so quick to disapprove.

Well, exactly.

DIANE: All right,
we should get going here.

WOMAN: Sorry!

SYLVIA: She's a bit nervous.

She's back to being the auctioneer.

JOLENE: I thought you got
the guy from Sotheby's.

DIANE: No, he dropped out.
We'll be fine.

- I've done this before.
- Hi.

Hi. Hi.

I'm Grace Fraser.

Elena Alves. Nice to meet you.

- Hi.
- Elena has a boy in fourth grade?

You said his name was Miguel?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Your baby's gorgeous.

- Thank you.
- Hello. Boy or girl?

Girl. Teresa.

Oh. Teresa.

- I love your eyelashes.
- Okay, come on, folks.

The auction's tomorrow.

Thank you so much for letting me join.

Are you kidding?

We're happy to get all the help we can.

That you even have
the time with two kids.

I have twins. So regret it.

- Jolene!
- [ALL CHUCKLING]

I mean, they're so much work, right?

SYLVIA: Okay, let's, uh...
let's rank the items.

- Yes.
- We'll start with the least expensive.

Work our way up to
the... the big tickets.

AMANDA: There's a lot of stuff here.

Well, we have over 200 people
confirmed coming. That's a record.

Thanks to the Spensers
lending us their home.

I did a walk-through yesterday.
Oh, my God.

Mm. Did you see the David Hockneys?

Two of them,
on facing walls in the dining room.

- And what about Suki's closet?
- Oh, I'll get there.

Maybe Monday night, with any luck.

- Yes!
- [ALL CHATTERING]

DIANE: Okay, let's do this. Okay!

We got four separate
stays in the Hamptons.

A pair in Vail and Aspen.

A cooking lesson at Tribeca for eight.

You never know how much those go for.

AMANDA: Stem-cell facelift.

Does anybody really believe in those?

JOLENE: Kathy Sennot
got one. Did not work.

SALLY: We have a bunch of consults.

A college admissions counselor.
A pre-school admissions counselor.

A genealogist that'll
come to your house.

- That could actually go.
- [BABY CRYING]

JOLENE: I don't see any artists.
Where are the artists?

SYLVIA: Are you saying
we can't scratch up

one lousy playwright in
all of New York City?

Grace, maybe you could
donate a therapy session.

I am not doing that.
That is not happening.

Why not? "Do I hear $500
on saving your marriage?"

Uh, 500, and I will throw in my husband.

SALLY: Grace, you know
what would be awesome?

I think Jonathan would be a huge get.

You want to auction Jonathan?

- SALLY: Well...
- Yes! I'm putting him up.

Uh, Grace's husband is a doctor.

He was featured in "New York" magazine.

SYLVIA: He's an oncologist, Sally.
Who's gonna bid on cancer?

AMANDA: A private,
after-hours tour at the Guggenheim.

They're doing the
Salon de la Rose Croix.

You know, I was just there on
Tuesday for the Chagall exhibit.

I swear, I actually felt light-headed.

SALLY: I don't really get Chagall.

AMANDA [LAUGHING]: I mean,
who doesn't get Chagall?

JOLENE: Me. One minute he's a modernist.

Then it's stained glass.
The guy's all over the place.

If he were alive today,
they'd put him on Prozac...

[PHONE VIBRATING]

- Hey. Hold on.
- [PHONE CLICKS]

Tell me that wasn't odd. My God!

She was just feeding her child.

SYLVIA [WHISPERING]:
Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no.

There was definitely
something more going on.

- Excuse me.
- GRACE [OVER PHONE]: Like what?

Like she was...

Point! Point your foot!

Like she was being
passive-aggressive about it.

You didn't get that?

No.

You know,
I've seen her at the school before.

Sitting across the street
on one of those benches.

After she drops her son off,
she just sits there.

GRACE: With the baby?

SYLVIA: Well now with the baby.
Before when she was pregnant.

She wouldn't even be reading a book.

I feel like telling her,
"You live in New York.

It is a crime not to be
frantically busy." Who just...

sits around quietly?

What an unfathomable state of being.

Albeit with... [LAUGHS]

spectacular breasts.

- You're bad.
- Oh, my God. They were beautiful.

[WHISPERS]: Up, up, up, up, up.

Up, up, tall. Get your... Tall.

- Shoulders down. Shoulders down.
- [GIGGLES]

Stop smiling. Stop smiling!

[HORNS HONKING]

[SIREN BLARING]

[KISSING NOISES]

Elena, what's wrong?

GRACE: It was hostile. It just was.

But I don't blame her.
I mean, we were talking about art.

We were talking about money.
It was, it was pretty vulgar.

And she was just trying to say,
"Hey, here I am.

"I'm a real, real woman. I'm a real mom.

I'm struggling, and..." [CLICKS TONGUE]

I don't know. Sometimes I think
we should move out of the city.

Said the most New York person
I've ever met in my life.

No, but don't you worry sometimes

that you're raising
your son in a bubble?

I thought that was the whole essence
of modern parenting, isn't it?

Keep them protected from
reality for as long as possible

so that when they finally emerge,

they can't cope and end up self-harming.

I thought we were doing
really well at that.

Wow. What about Schenectady, huh?

I've heard nice things
about Schenectady.

It sounds horrible.

Even phonetically.

So, is this a serious conversation?

Yeah.

Yep. Manhattan is a lonely place.

I mean, when you think about it,

we don't have a lot of close friends.

Well, that's only 'cause
we hate everyone.

You hate everyone. I don't.

I wouldn't call us isolated.

Our days are stuffed with
people and their problems.

I mean, we're right up close with
them at their most vulnerable.

It's not a conventional social life,

but in terms of meaningful
human interaction,

I would say we did very well.

- Mm.
- I don't like you being lonely.

GRACE: Mm.

You lonely in there?

Would you like some company?

Would you like to be washed?

Grace, Dr. Fraser, with his magic hands.

[GRACE LAUGHS]

Shall I get my rubber gloves?

- Come on. Come in.
- I'm coming, Grace.

[LIVELY ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[POP SONG PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[SONG CHANGES OVER SPEAKERS]

[WATER RUNNING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Grace?

Hi.

Elena.

- We met at the fundraiser committee.
- Yes, yes. Of course.

How are you?

- I'm, I'm well. [LAUGHS]
- Good.

Thank you so much for
making me feel so welcome.

Like, the other women...

I don't know, I felt like an intruder.

But you made me feel at home. So...

- Thank you.
- [LAUGHING]

Well, I know that, um...

Everybody was very
happy to have you there.

We need all the help
we can get. [LAUGHS]

How can I help?

'Cause nobody actually
made me do anything.

Um, I suppose...

because most of the work
was already done, and...

And you were occupied
with your sweet baby.

Yeah.

But I want to be a part of it.

At school.

I really do.

I know.

I really do.

[COUGHS]

GRACE: [SIGHS] She
was just standing there.

Naked.

- [SIGHS]
- Yeah?

I'm all for women being
comfortable with their bodies,

but it was...

- Weird.
- Good weird?

Were you a little bit...

- St...
- Aroused?

- No.
- Oh, Christ. We're nearly there.

The sooner we can get out, the better.

Look, I've got that early
flight to Cleveland.

When do you get back?

Possibly tomorrow night,
if I can get away,

but you know, I do hate to
forfeit my Hyatt reward points.

And that's how you get the
complimentary breakfast, Grace.

Okay, here we are.

Slump, dread, sob...

- Despair...
- Look at me.

Mm.

I'm very proud of my wife. Come on.

[CLICKING ELEVATOR BUTTON]

- [GRACE CLEARS THROAT]
- Oh, Christ. They're coming.

- [COMMOTION]
- Could you hold the elevator!

Oh. Sorry. Sorry! Just...

[DOORS SHUT, ELEVATOR WHIRS]

- Couldn't face it.
- You're so bad.

- [SIGHS]
- Profound, and existential dread.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

♪ Do do do do ♪

- WOMAN: Hi. May I take your coat?
- GRACE: Thank you.

WOMAN: Thank you.

♪ Do do do do, do do do ♪

- WOMAN: Thanks.
- JONATHAN: Thank you.

♪ Count every star ♪

♪ In the midnight sky ♪

- MAN: Champagne?
- Thank you.

Thank God. Thank you.
I love you very much.

[CHUCKLES]

I thought there was gonna be some glam.

- I didn't think this much.
- Ugh.

Can we hide?

Let's go and pretend to be
interested in those Hockneys, mm?

No, we're stuck here for a bit.

We have to have cocktails
with the headmaster first.

- Come on. Robert.
- JONATHAN: Oh, Christ.

- ROBERT: Grace.
- Hi.

- Jonathan.
- Hey.

Oh, thank you both so much for coming.

- There you are.
- It's a...

- [LAUGHS] Dad?
- Hello.

ROBERT: Franklin.

Such an honor and a privilege, sir.

- You left out "thrill."
- ROBERT [LAUGHING]: Yes, I did.

[GRACE LAUGHS]

Well, thank you for coming.

I'm not coming. I'm going.

- GRACE: Really? Now?
- I bid on the silent auction.

I'm apt to win one of Henry
Ford's original dipsticks.

- GRACE: Mm.
- I would like to be long gone

before that happens.

- Jonathan.
- Franklin.

You're looking well.

I am?

Uh, very surprising. Thank you.

- Dinner Thursday?
- Absolutely.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Hi. Hi, hi.
- FRANKLIN: Hi, darling.

- Jonathan.
- Franklin.

You're not gonna fucking believe this.

- GRACE: What?
- They're not even here.

- GRACE: Who?
- The Spensers.

Oh.

What, you don't think that's rude?

We could take it as rude or it could be,

"While we're gonna be out of town,

happy to let you use our palace."

Can't you ever just be not nice?

- Oh, she can, I promise you.
- [LAUGHING]

You hear those fucks didn't show?

It's a fabulous turnout.
I was worried that people wouldn't show,

and it seems that absolutely
everybody is here,

so we can relax.

There she is.

JOLENE: Ugh. Our lactator-in-chief.

GRACE: She looks a bit uncomfortable.

That's the mom I was telling you about.

- Oh, that's her?
- Mm-hmm.

- The nudist?
- I want those boobs.

AMANDA: You know,
we should go talk to her.

She must be feeling so awkward.

SALLY: Actually, she seems okay.

Mm, maybe better than okay.

- JONATHAN: Am I missing something?
- AMANDA: Look at the men.

SALLY: Like Pavlov's dogs.

Grace, I, I think
she might be looking at you.

Really? Is she?

JONATHAN: Uh, yeah. I think she is.

SYLVIA: Well, here you all are.

I think they'd like to get started.
It's bidding time.

- Start herding the people.
- DIANE: All right. Here we go.

Come on.

Is that enough? We've
put in an appearance.

- Can we go?
- Would you stop?

Hey. I'll make it up to you later.

Make it up to me now. Let's find a room.

They must have a few.

- You're so bad.
- Come on. In Suki's closet.

- In Suki's clothes. Both of us.
- Stop!

Make an Englishman happy. Come on.

[GRACE LAUGHS]

- Aah.
- [GLASS CLICKS ON TABLE]

- You know what I love about this?
- What?

You could never tell they were rich.

It's all so classy and understated.

SALLY: Hi. We're ready to start.

Welcome, welcome, welcome.

I'm Sally Maybury,
head of the auction committee,

- for our wonderful Reardon School!
- [ALL APPLAUDING]

- Woo!
- [CHEERING]

SALLY: We have a positively fabulous

afternoon in store for you.

Now, some of you might be thinking,

"Don't I already pay enough in tuition?"

- WOMAN: Damn right!
- [LAUGHTER]

Yes. Of course you do.
Yes, I feel the same way.

But, it is our responsibility

to make sure that Reardon can accept

the students it wants to accept,

and that those students
are able to attend,

despite their financial circumstances,

ensuring that the name Reardon
is always synonymous with...

- Diversity!
- [APPLAUDING]

SALLY: And of course,
we have to make sure that

our teachers are so well paid

that we do not lose
them to other schools.

- We love our teachers at Reardon! Woo!
- [APPLAUDING]

Just not enough to
invite them to the party.

- Shush.
- SALLY: Okay, now,

Diane Porter is gonna
start the party. Let's go!

- Woo!
- [ALL APPLAUDING]

DIANE: Before we turn to our
scheduled items for bid...

Observe.

This may look like an
ordinary glass of tap water,

but it is much more than that.

This is very special water

that will serve to prime the pipes

to your generously deep pockets.

- ALL: Aw...
- [LAUGHTER]

DIANE: What is the value, you may ask,

of an ordinary glass of tap water?

That depends.

What is the value of your
children's education?

The value of his or her teachers?

The opportunity of the less fortunate

to enjoy the privilege
of your offspring.

Who will bid $1,000

for this glass of water?

Who is gonna stand
up and clang that bell?

- WOMAN: 1,000!
- DIANE: $1,000!

- Thank you. Money for our kids.
- [APPLAUDING]

- MAN: 2,000!
- DIANE: 2,000!

3,000...

5,000 right here...

- MAN: Eight!
- DIANE: 8,000, right here!

- MAN: I bid 10!
- DIANE: 10,000!

[APPLAUDING]

- [TOILET FLUSHING]
- GRACE: Oh, uh...

Elena. Sorry...

- I...
- [WHISPERS]: Sorry.

- [EXHALES]
- GRACE: Are you okay?

[EXHALES]

[SIGHS]

[BLOWS NOSE]

[GROANS]

I'm sorry.

[SNIFFLES]

[EXHALES] 'Cause
sometimes I just feel...

overwhelmed.

And lost.

- GRACE: Mm.
- I...

Do you ever feel that?

If you ever want to talk...

For free, uh...

I apologize.
I didn't mean it to sound like that.

But if you do ever wanna talk...

You're so kind. Thank you.

And please, don't be intimidated.

The parents at Reardon
can be a little, um...

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

But...

Most of them are very kind. They're...

They are nice people. Kind people and...

But you are the most kind.

It's true.

I feel it.

DIANE: All right, our next item...

- Knicks tickets. Wow.
- [EXCITED CHATTER]

You can rub elbows with Spike Lee.

Pitch him your idea for a new movie.

Hey, you never know.
They might even win the game.

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

All right. Who's gonna take
these tickets off my hands?

Let's start the bidding at 1,500.

- Thank you.
- DIANE: 1,500, right here.

2,000, in the front.
2,500. Do I hear 3,000?

- DIANE: 3,000 over here. 35?
- MAN: Yeah.

- DIANE: 4,000, near the piano.
- MAN: Right here.

DIANE: $6,000!

- Going once, going twice...
- Elena?

- DIANE: Yours, for...
- Oh, hi.

I'm going home 'cause I forgot to pump,

and it's getting a bit uncomfortable.

Oh. I have a car.

My driver could take you, if you want.

- Oh. Oh, no, I'm...
- Please.

I'm in Harlem,

so, it'll be faster to take the subway.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah. I'm sure.

But thank you.

Oh, hey. It's all right.

Thank you.

For your kindness.

[DOOR CLOSES]

DIANE: Do I hear 80? 80,000?

Gentleman in the front. 90? 90,000.

If we reach 100,000,

we'll donate a C-class
to a child in need.

[CROWD LAUGHING]

So what was all that?

What's going on with you and the nudist?

[EXHALES] She was upset,

and she just, um,

I suggested she use our car
but she didn't want to, so...

You are a very nice person.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Come here.

- [APPLAUSE]
- [LAUGHS]

I love you.

- I love you.
- It's been an incredible evening.

You raised so much money
for a good cause. Thank you.

- [PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

GRACE: We're good?

SYLVIA: Joanna...

- Well, you're not gonna be happy.
- Why?

- I just got paged.
- Mm-hmm?

Shelby McGibbons' lungs
just filled up with fluid.

- Go.
- You want to come?

Legitimate excuse to duck out early.

The driver could drop
me at the hospital?

Oh, I can't. I'm on the committee. Go.

- Go, go. Take the driver. I'll Uber.
- Really? I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'll, I'll call.

[LAUGHS]

- Mm.
- SALLY: Where's he going?

Emergency. One of his patients.

Honestly, staring down
cancer every day with children,

maintaining a sense
of humor all the while.

- How does he do it?
- GRACE: I wonder myself.

- [PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[DISTANT SIREN BLARING]

[SLOW BREATHING]

SHELBY: Ten dollars.

JONATHAN: Yep. You have my solemn word.

You can trust me. I'm a doctor.

SHELBY: Ten bucks if I beat leukemia.

Yeah.

I mean, if you prefer,

I could give you a whole talk about, um,

you know, being brave and fighting,

and all that sort of stuff but I
do find, generally speaking,

money works best.

SHELBY: How 'bout $10,

and when I apply to medical school,

you write my recommendation.

I don't know. I don't know, Shelby.

I'd have to see your transcripts,

because I can't recommend just anyone.

You could be awful.

Am I going to die?

You're not gonna die.

- If you die, I'll kill you.
- [JONATHAN AND SHELBY LAUGH]

[SIGHS]

[MOANS SOFTLY]

[DISTANT DOG BARKING]

[DISTANT SIREN BLARING]

Hey.

Did everything go okay?

[EXHALES]

[SOFTLY]: Oh, no.

I'm so sorry.

- Honey. [MOANS]
- Yeah.

[WHISPERS]: Fuck.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Oh.

[GROANS]

[MOANS SOFTLY]

[BOTH MOANING]

[TRAIN RATTLING]

[DISTANT HORNS HONKING]

[BIRD CAWING]

[BABY COOING]

MIGUEL: Where is she?

She's in her studio.

Why hasn't she come back?

[SIGHS, SNIFFS] She's working, okay?

You think you can take
yourself to school today?

Catch the bus outside?

- [BABY CRIES]
- Yeah.

Go get your things.
You're gonna be late.

[BABY WAILING]

- [CRYING CONTINUES]
- Shh...

- [HONKING, BRAKES SQUEALING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪

[HORNS HONKING]

- GRACE: Henry?
- Uh-huh.

Come on. Have you eaten?

- Yeah.
- We gotta go 'cause I'm, um,

I'm late and I've got an early session.

- Quick! Put those books away.
- Yeah. Okay.

Mom.

I don't think Dad is
actually allergic to dogs.

I think he just says it.

Yeah. You're right.

It's not about being allergic.

He would never want me to tell you this,

- so don't say anything, all right?
- Okay.

But when he was younger,
he was actually your age,

he was home alone,
he was taking care of the family dog,

it got out of the house...

and it was hit by a car and killed.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

I mean, it was very traumatic for him.

And it was actually made
worse because his parents...

blamed him for it.

- What?
- Yeah.

That's why he hates talking about it.

What kind of dog?

Um... [SCOFFS] What kind of...

I think it was... It was a small dog.

That's what I know.

Anyway, I honestly don't think
he's ever gotten over it.

Quick. Put everything away,
would you? Let's go.

Put your coat on. It's freezing outside.

All right.

GRACE: At some point,
you are gonna have to talk about it.

The why of it all.

It had nothing to do with us. Or you.

- Bullshit!
- Here we go.

So, what was it about, then?

Just sex?

If I had a clue, I wouldn't be here

- paying these criminally high rates.
- We...

are paying these criminally high rates.

GRACE: That's just a bit deflective,
isn't it, Joseph?

Is it possible that you were
drawn to the secret of it all?

Maybe more than you were
to this other man, Dennis?

The affair got to be yours alone?

Michael couldn't know about it,
so he couldn't micromanage it?

I don't think that's it.

[PHONE VIBRATES]

_

I'm sorry. Are we keeping
you from something?

I apologize. This is my son's school.

It is programmed for emergencies only,

so I do have to take it.

[PHONE THUDS]

Now, you said that you knew
Dennis when you were single,

but you never had sex with him then.

I wasn't even attracted to him then.

No one was attracted to him.
He's not attractive.

- Okay...
- GRACE: Exactly. Then what changed?

Part of the thrill of adultery is that

it exists in the shadow

of a primary relationship.

It's the clandestine part of it

that provides much of the erotic jolt.

Could that have been it here?

The lie?

What about the fear of getting caught?

Maybe you wanted to get caught.

Why would I want that?

To show Michael that he
can't control you, after all?

I think this is more about
Michael and your marriage

- than it is about this other man.
- [DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR SLAMS]

He doesn't always love when
other people are right.

So you wanted to get caught.

I think I better check on him.

[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

MAN: So we're gonna try
and get the new protocol

for the pro-bono work, uh,
in place as soon as possible.

[PHONE BUZZING]

[GROANS]

[SCOFFS]

- Sylvia?
- Just a second.

It's my... It's my daughter's school.
Excuse me.

- Excuse me.
- MAN: Sylvia, can it wait?

Two minutes.

Is this going to affect...

- [DOOR SLAMS]
- Did you hear?

What?

The school? It was a family...
It was a family tragedy?

- A fourth grader?
- Grace.

It was Elena.

- GRACE: What?
- [EXHALES]

She was found dead.

What?

SYLVIA [OVER PHONE]: Well,
didn't you get the school alert?

Yes. What happened?

There's been no official word.

At first I heard... [SCOFFS]
aneurysm, but...

What the school is being told is that...

she was murdered.

[GASPS]

What?

- SYLVIA: I know.
- Oh, my God.

And, and apparently,

her son, the poor thing. Discovered her.

God, this is awful. Um...

What do they know?
Do they know who did it?

No. Nobody seems
to really know anything.

- I cannot bear it. That poor woman.
- I know.

And that poor little boy. It's...

You know,
they're looking for the husband.

They are. Evidently, they were
having problems.

It's always the fucking husband.

Can you imagine? Letting his own son

- discover his mother like that?
- [EXHALES]

[SNIFFS] You know what? Actually,
I'm right in the middle of a meeting,

so I'm gonna call you later
when I know more.

Yeah.

[EXHALES]

ELENA: Did I do something wrong?

- [SIGHS] No. I just...
- You seem unnerved.

- Really?
- Yeah. Just... Do I unnerve you?

No.

Well, you would tell me...
if I did something wrong.

You didn't do anything wrong.

- Okay?
- Okay.

[EXHALES]

JOSEPH MENDOZA:
How well did you know Elena Alves?

SALLY: Not very well, but,
um, she had just started...

Uh, she was part of
the auction committee.

I arranged to have her participate.

She was a scholarship mom.

WOMAN: I've only met her a few times.

- Just in the schoolyard, here.
- Do you remember what time

- you left the fundraiser?
- What time I left?

I think, uh, I was home by eleven.

And what time did you learn
that something had happened?

SYLVIA: The school sent out an alert.

An alert that went out from
the school on all of our phones.

- Did you know Elena Alves?
- SYLVIA: No. Uh, we've met.

- Mm-hmm.
- I don't know her.

The most time I've ever spent with her

was at a, a meeting recently at Sally's.

Do you know if Miguel took the bus,

or did somebody come and pick him up?

Well, normally his mom comes
to school to pick him up.

- Did you know Miguel?
- Uh, yeah, we were in math together.

Okay. Did you say you
knew Miguel as well?

Yeah, sometimes we
played together after school.

And did everything seem okay lately?
He's, he's okay lately?

[LINE RINGING]

[SIREN BLARING]

[PHONE RINGING]

JONATHAN [ON VOICEMAIL]:
Hello, this is Jonathan Fraser.

I can't answer your call right now,

but I will get back to
you as soon as possible.

If this is a medical emergency,
please call 911,

or go to the emergency room.

Hi, sweetheart. It's, it's me.

Um, can you give me a call,

'cause something came up at school.

E-everything's fine.
Henry is fine, but I...

I just, I just want
to fill you in. Um...

I hope Cleveland is good.

- I love you, Uh...
- O'ROURKE: Mrs. Fraser.

I'm Detective Paul O'Rourke.
23rd precinct.

Oh, my God. What happened? Is it my son?

No, it's not about your son.
I'm sorry if we frightened you. We...

We do that sometimes.

GRACE: Right. Um...

I'm Detective Joseph Mendoza. NYPD.

We just want to talk for a minute.

Can you please just
tell me what happened?

Well, the mother of a child

who attends your son's
school was killed.

- I'm sure you heard of that.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- The school sent out a message.

- I'm so sorry. I just...
- No, no. No need to apologize.

- I got two kids.
- GRACE: Right.

We just want to ask a few questions,
if that's okay.

Of course.

I didn't know it was
Mrs. Alves till, um...

until I spoke to a friend.

- And who was the friend?
- Um...

Sylvia Steinetz.

She and I are part of a committee
at the school that we serve on.

- The, uh, auction committee?
- Mm-hmm.

She just joined.

MENDOZA: And what time
did you learn of her death?

Hmm. Let me check my phone.

Uh, at 2:46 p.m.

- From, uh, Sylvia Steinetz?
- GRACE: Yes.

Is that important?
What time I got the call?

MENDOZA: Well, you're a shrink, right?

You only ask the important stuff?

She wasn't, um,
a patient of mine, Mrs. Alves.

She was a... She...
I mean, I wasn't treating her.

How well did you know her?

Uh, not well.

As I said, she'd only just
joined the committee.

And you saw her last when?

GRACE: I saw her
last night at the benefit.

MENDOZA: And you didn't
talk to her after that?

- No.
- MENDOZA: Did you notice anyone

Mrs. Alves might have spoken to?

I mean, there were just some
men who were paying her

special attention.

- What do you mean, special attention?
- No, I mean,

the, the special attention
that men sometimes

- pay to a woman.
- MENDOZA: Mm.

And what about Mrs. Alves' husband?

Was he there last night?

Not to my knowledge.

I mean, I never met him, so...

Do you suspect the husband of this?

Right now, we're just,
uh, gathering facts.

Would it be possible for us
to speak to your husband?

Um, well, um, why?

Well, he might have seen something.

Oh. No. No, he didn't.

So you've spoken to him since
this news came to light?

No, but anything that
he would have seen,

- I would have seen, so...
- Where's your husband now?

He's in Cleveland.

He's at an oncology convention.

MENDOZA: Where's he staying?

GRACE: I think at a Hyatt,

- or something.
- When did he go there?

Uh, this morning.

- Early.
- [DOOR OPENS, THEN CLOSES]

- HENRY: Mom.
- GRACE: Oh, Henry.

- [SIGHS]
- HENRY: Um, orchestra ran over.

- GRACE: Mm-hmm.
- Wh-what's going on?

GRACE: Um,
I'm just talking to these men.

Could you go to your room, and I'll, um,

I'll be up in a minute?

- I'll make you a snack.
- Is everything okay?

GRACE: Yes. Yep. Everything's fine.

I just need you to go upstairs,

and, um, I'll be right there.

Off you go. I'll be right there.

- Okay.
- GRACE: Good.

Go on. [LAUGHS]

Did your son know the Alves boy?

Um, no. No.

I mean, they're...
They're in different grades.

Yeah, but it's kind of
a small school, isn't it?

That's what I read on the website.

Small school, individual attention.

That's why it costs
the big bucks, right?

What is the tuition there?

How much do you pay?

Um, it's...

- $50,000 a year.
- Oof.

Fifty grand. How do you think
they could afford that?

The Alveses?

I mean, I think it was a scholarship.

But, I don't really have
any knowledge of, uh,

the Alves' financial circumstances.

Are we upsetting you, doctor?

[SIGHS] If there's anything,
anything else I can do.

Sure.

Here's my card.

My cell phone.

If you can think of anything else.

I will, I will give you a call.

Good.

MENDOZA: Thank you.

- [DOOR OPENS]
- O'ROURKE: Right. Thanks.

- [DOOR CLOSES]
- HENRY: What was that about?

- What?
- The police.

- Henry...
- Are they here for the murder?

- Yeah.
- Oh, I saw it on my phone.

- Really?
- Yeah.

They mentioned Reardon.

Oh. Did you, um... Did you know the boy?

I think his name is Miguel?

I don't think so.

- Thank you.
- Kind of scary, huh?

This happening at your school?

How you feeling about it?

Did the father do it?

It's...

It's too soon to know.

Did you know her?

Um, hmm?

The mom who got...

Did you know her?

Not really. I mean, she was...

She was on the auction committee.

Was she nice?

[EXHALES] Yeah.

Yeah, she was very nice. She...

She seemed a little sad.

O'ROURKE: Where do you go to school?

You go to Reardon?

What... Okay. What grade are you in?

- Fourth.
- Okay.

Do you like it?

It's all right.

So, you were gonna go to school,

but instead, did... You went where?

- My mom's studio.
- She's a, an artist?

I know it's hard.
We gotta find out who did this.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

- Hey.
- Hi.

[CLICKING ON PHONE SCREEN]

Hey, honey. Um,

I'm sure you're at some
scintillating dinner,

but I really need you to call me

and talk about this school incident.

It's nothing bad with Henry,
but can you call me, please?

[CLOCK TICKING]

[TAPPING ON PHONE SCREEN]

[EXHALES]

[PHONE BLOOPS]

- [SIGHS]
- [DISTANT PHONE VIBRATING]

[TAPPING ON PHONE SCREEN]

- [PHONE BLOOPS]
- [DISTANT PHONE VIBRATES]

[CLATTERING]

- _
- [BREATHING SHAKILY]

[DRAWER SLAMS]

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[TAPPING ON PHONE SCREEN]

[LINE RINGING]

MAN 1 [OVER PHONE]:
Hyatt Regency at the Arcade.

Um, Jonathan Fraser, please.

- MAN 1: Is he a guest?
- Yes.

MAN 1: I'm sorry. I'm not
seeing a Jonathan Fraser.

Would it be under another name?

WOMAN 1 [OVER PHONE]: Hyatt Place
Independence. This is Jessica.

Uh, Jonathan Fraser's room, please.

JESSICA: I'm sorry.
I don't see any reservation.

WOMAN 2 [OVER PHONE]:
Hyatt Cleveland Legacy.

Could you put me through to
Jonathan Fraser's room, please?

- WOMAN 2: Uh, can you spell that?
- Fraser.

F-R-A-S-E-R.

WOMAN 2: Uh, yes. Transferring you now.

[LINE RINGING]

WOMAN 3 [OVER PHONE]: Hello?

- Uh...
- WOMAN 3: Who is this?

Who are you?

WOMAN 3: Excuse me?

Uh...

Can you, um, put me through to,
uh, Jonathan Fraser, please?

- [CLEARS THROAT]
- WOMAN 3: Uh, hold on.

Jonathan?

MAN 2 [OVER PHONE]: This is Jonathan.

Uh, J-Jonathan Fraser?

MAN 2 [OVER PHONE]: Yes. Who is this?

I'm, I'm sorry. Um...

Sorry.

[INTENSE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING]

Synced & corrected by QueenMaddie
www.addic7ed.com

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

GRACE FRASER:
I don't know where your father is.

He's not returning calls,
he's not returning my emails.

HENRY FRASER: Mom,
you're acting strange.

Don't worry, it's fine.

If you know something,
this would be the right time

to tell us what it is.

GRACE: Nothing about
this makes any sense.

I just need to get the truth.

Did you guys hear?

The husband just turned himself in.

Of course it was the husband.

It's always the husband.

DETECTIVE: Exactly how
well did you know Elena Alves?

HALEY FITZGERALD:
They still think you're withholding.

Why?

Because it's what rich people do.

They conceal the ugly truths.

- [SCREAMS]
- [REPORTERS CLAMORING]

FRANKLIN REINHART:
You think you can handle everything.

This is bigger than you.

Exactly how weak do you think I am?

[WHISPERING] I will fix this.

I'll fix this.

I've got a feeling your
daughter is hiding something.

For all I know, she's an accomplice.

GRACE: [WHISPERING] I will fix this.

[SCREAMS]

GRACE: I'll fix this.

[MUSIC CONCLUDES]