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- Do you think you were chosen
because we were running low

on party girls?
Do you think we were worried

that we didn't have enough
people passing out on couches

or throwing up
in the bathtub?

And you! You!

Do you know how many photos
I saw of you at the party?

How loaded you were? You looked
like a clown having a stroke.

A sorority is a sisterhood.
It is a family!

We are the bright-eyed,
white-toothed,

clear-skinned faces
of this university!

We keep our GPA up,

and our blood alcohol
content low.

- Isn't it a little
early for this? I was
up all night studying.

- Studying! The hangover

of the successful.
Take note, pledges.

Speaking of notes,
Val, you have mail.

Anyways, I don't want
to see you

having men in and out
of your room every other night.

I don't want
to see dirty dishes.

I don't want to see laundry.
I don't want to see tops

up to here. When you leave this
house, you represent us all...

- "We are sorry to inform you
that we will not be continuing
with your financial aid.

Your father, Cristian Vont, has
listed you as a dependant
on his tax form.

- [man]: No matter what
they say, it's gonna be OK.

- OK is a phone call.

They don't make you drive
across the city for OK.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Thank you both
for coming in.

Now, keep in mind that these
results are not always 100%.

Fertility is complicated.
Things can change.

And miracles, they do happen,

but... I'm afraid
the tests were not

what we were hoping for.
- [crying]: No. No.

No. No, no, no.

No.
[crying]

- How could this happen?

How do I fix it?

- Your financial aid is
calculated based upon

your status
as an independent student.

As soon as your father added you
as a dependant on his
income tax return...

- I haven't spoken to my father
in forever,

let alone live with him
or off him!

- OK, I understand that,
but your tax status is critical

to calculating financial need.
We can't change that.

It's a government thing.

- Well, what am I supposed
to do?

- Talk to your father.

You can still audit your classes
in the meantime.

- That was delicious, Maureen.
Thank you.

- You're more than welcome.
I hope the dessert wasn't
too rich for you.

I try not to indulge,

but a little decadence
once in a while...

Especially on such
a special occasion.

- Oh, I'm glad lunch with me is
considered a special occasion.

- Of course it is.
I rarely get to spend any time

with you anymore.

- Well, Jameson and I have
just been very busy.

- Yes, I can imagine.

All those tests
and treatments.

It must be
very difficult for you

to go through all that
and in the end

to find out that there's
nothing to be done.

I am so sorry.

- How did you...?

Did Jameson tell you?
- No.

And frankly,
I'm wondering why

he would keep such a thing
a secret from me.

- No. Nobody's keeping secrets,
Maureen.

It's just that... well,
it came as quite a shock.

- A shock?
- Mm.

- Does your sister not have
the same defect?

- Condition. Yes.

We didn't realize
that it was genetic.

- Hm. Jameson was
aware of this?

I mean about your sister?

Before the marriage, yes?

Of course, Maureen.
Why wouldn't he be?

- Well, I'm just wondering
if he made his decision
based on all the facts.

- I'm not sure I appreciate
what you're implying.

- Sara, please
don't misunderstand.
I'm not implying anything.

- We can still have a family.
I mean... there are
other options.

- And I'm wondering if you have
explored all those options.

And if Jameson has
considered his.

- I see.

This isn't really about
my condition, is it, Maureen?

This is about you and me.

You don't like me.
You never have.

In fact, you have done your best
to ensure I'm not comfortable
with any of this.

And you know, quite frankly,
I'm not willing to put up
with it anymore.

- Of course you're not.

And you are under
no obligation... to stay -

with me
or with Jameson.

- Excuse me?

- If leaving Jameson will
become a financial burden,
we can certainly discuss

compensation.
- Are you...

are you trying to buy me off?
Is that why you invited me here?

- Oh, no, don't be ridiculous.

If you are considering
making a transition,

I'm just trying to make it
as simple as possible for you.

- No, there won't be
any transition, Maureen.

I'm not leaving Jameson,
and we are

never talking about this again.
- Sara!

[door slamming shut]

- Maureen.

Well, that could have
gone better.

- Gunnar.

- Val. It's been too long.

How you been, sis?

How's, uh, how's school?

How's Kyle?

- Kyle's good.
School's expensive.

Is this a customer's, or are you
just borrowing it for the day?

- Customer. Work order is
in the glove compartment
if you don't believe me.

You wanna jimmy the door
and take a look?

I remember you used to be
pretty good at that.

- Well, you can't say Dad
didn't teach me anything.

- Yeah. Well, all that
automotive expertise is

coming in handy here -
at least for me.

- So, they're treating you OK?
- Yeah.

Yeah, it was a bit tough
finding a place to hire me

when I got out.
Didn't have too many options,

but this place
turned out solid.

- Then everything's
straight here?
- Yep.

Did you come back
just to bust my nuts?

- Um... do you know
where Dad is?

- Did you check O'Malley's?
Last stool on the left?

- He hasn't
been there for weeks.
- Well, he's got a room

up at 5th and Prichard.

I gotta warn you, though,
it's not much to look at.

- Thanks.

[whispering]: Dad?

[whispering]: Dad.

- Mary?

- No, Dad... it's me, Val.

Mom's gone, remember?

- Val?

- Yeah. Dad, it's me.

Are you... are you OK?

- I miss you.

- I missed you too,

Dad.

- So, what, you're just gonna
let him ruin your life?

- Well, there's not really
much I can do.

- Well, you can
call the police.

Or... I don't know, the IRS.

- He's my dad;
I'm not gonna send him

to prison. Besides, he needs
the money more than I do.

- Why is he even filing taxes?

- I don't know.

Probably to qualify
for food stamps or disability.

- You're gonna get kicked
out of school, Val.

You worked so hard
and so long for this.

Don't let him drag you down.
You gotta keep going.

- I am gonna keep going.

I'll just... take a break,
a year off

I'll work full time,

and I'll save some money.

[knocking on door]

- Hi. You all right?

- Trying to be.

- Would you talk some sense
into her, please, Su?

She's not gonna do anything
about her dad.

- You're not thinking
of leaving, are you?

Maybe it won't be so bad.
There are plenty of kids here

who don't have scholarships
or aid packages.

- Yeah, but you know what they
do have? They have yachts.

They have convertibles
that their parents gave them.

Jackie's taking calculus

just to count her trust fund.

This place isn't made
for people like me.

- It wasn't made
for me either.

Until I found a way to fit.

- Su, are you serious?

Twenty-five thousand dollars

for... for an egg?
- Well,

a bunch of eggs. But it was
a simple procedure. In and out.

- So, what... what,
you just sold them?

- It's not human trafficking,
Kyle. They're not kids.

They're just eggs.
- I don't know, it's just...

- It's what?

It's helping people -
people who can't have kids,

people who want
to start families.

- People who want to

buy families.

You know what?
I need some air.

- They really pay that much?

- For law school stock?
Flawless complexion?

Perfect GPA? Please.

These babies are
top of the line.

Val,

the money's good,
but the feeling you get after,

when you look at the parents'
faces, it's even better.

- Well, are they
still looking?

- Oh, the couple I worked with
last time already got
what they needed.

But, you know, there's
always someone looking.

I could take you down
to the clinic if you want.

And if not eggs, well...

- What?

- How much money
are you looking to make?

- I don't have to decide now,
do I?

- Of course not.
It's a long process,

and you'll have plenty of time
to think it over.

It's all about finding the right
people, the right match.

- Do you have anyone in mind?

- As a matter of fact, I do.

- Wow.

It still looks the same.

- Brings back memories, huh?
- Mm, some.

Not a lot, thanks to
whoever invented boilermakers.

[They chuckle.]
- I mean,

my eggs are fine, but the cysts
make implantation impossible,

just like my sister.

- So, we went to an agency
to find a surrogate,

but we just found the whole
thing to be really,

um, impersonal.
- Yeah, and then,

well, Dr. Vernon told us
about you at Omega Zeta Delta.

- I mean, it's my old sorority.
- We thought it was a sign,
so...

- What is a sorority
besides a sisterhood, right?

We can't think of a better place
to start our family.

- How could you jump into
this surrogacy nonsense without
even speaking to me about it?

- This is about me and my wife
and my family.

- Your family? I am your family.
Have you forgotten
who raised you?

- A Filipino nanny and the staff
of three boarding schools.

- I only want what's best
for you.

- You want me to leave my wife!
- Nonsense!

I just want to be a part
of your life. I want to be
a part of your child's life.

I want to make sure that
the baby is surrounded
by the right people.

- Is that why you offered
to pay her to leave me?

- I did no such thing.
I don't know what

that woman's told you.
- Her name is Sara!

- I just wanted to make sure
that Sara loves you

for all the right reasons
for you,

and not for your inheritance
or for my support.

Please.

I am only worried

about what happens to everything
that I have worked for.

When I am gone,
it all goes to you

and to her.

- Mother, not everything is
about money, OK?

- Of course not.

If you have it.

Please.

I love you.
I want to see you happy.

I want to see you
with a family.

One with a mother
that you didn't pick

out of a catalogue.

- You're being ridiculous.

That's not what's
happening here.

It'll be our child.

The surrogate is
just gonna carry it.

It'll be my genes. And Sara's.

- Exactly.

Don't you see
that we are already dealing

with her genetic issues?

How do we know
that the baby won't be born

with some other defect?
God forbid.

If you do this, I know
that you will regret it.

It is a bad decision.

- It's a good thing
it's not yours to make.

- I don't get it.

So, first we were
talking about eggs,

and now this is
a full-blown pregnancy?

- What "full-blown," Kyle?
It's a baby, not a disease.

- There are other ways
to make money, Val.

- Like how? Rob a bank?
It's a lot of money.

I'm doing this so I can
stay in school, remember?

- It's just, there's got to be
another way, you know?

- Maybe there is, but...

it's not just about the money.
It's about... I don't know.

When I was growing up
after my mom died,

it was hard on me
and my brother and my dad.

And I just... I didn't see
a lot of good in the world.

I just saw a bunch of miserable
people doing bad things

to make their lives
a little easier, so...

the idea of doing something
to make someone

happy, the idea of doing
something good...

it's exciting.

Especially
if I get paid for it.

- I know you're
in a tough spot.

But at the same time,
it's like...

...I mean, don't I get a say
at all in this?

- I mean...
you get an opinion.

And I get to listen
to it and... respect it.

But... it's my decision.

It's my body, Kyle.

But just remember

this isn't my child.

Just think of it like I'm
babysitting for nine months.

- Yeah, I guess.

- I'm just gonna double-check
a few things.

I had one of my profs
look over it earlier.

He was pretty impressed when
he saw your name, by the way.

- Your mom is Maureen
Darlington, right?
The congresswoman?

- Former. But yeah.

- She sponsored the bill
to rewrite

the essential services
legislation a few years back.

- Uh, I don't know
if you'll see her that much.

She's not very comfortable
with the whole surrogacy thing.

- Well, I mean, she must be
excited about having
a grandchild.

Your dad too.
- Oh, he passed away.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I had no idea.
- No, it's fine. It's been about

10 years.
Uh, Mom's remarried.

It doesn't matter.

- Everything looks OK.

Your decision.

[laughing]

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- Are you comfortable?

All right.

It only takes a few moments.

There we go.

It was that easy. It's over.

Oh, c'mon,
you can have one coffee.

To celebrate.

- No, thank you.

I would never forgive myself
if Sara Jr. came out with ADD.

- Is that what we're having?
Are we having a girl?

- Baby, she's been pregnant
for 40 minutes. It's not
ANYTHING yet.

We'll wait till the 20-week
to find out.

- We are gonna
find out though, right?

I just wanna know
if we're gonna do, like,

a Jungle Book theme
or a Jane Austin theme...

[laughing]

What? What are we
laughing at?

- You two. You guys are so cute.
You're so excited.

- Well... yes,
and it's all because of you.

- Well, I'm sure someone else
would have stepped up.

- I'm just so happy that my baby
is growing inside somebody

so beautiful.
- Great. Now I'm gonna cry.

If I lose any more fluids, I'm
gonna give birth to a raisin.

[laughing]

- I don't hear anything from you
for ages, and then

suddenly you spring this on me?
Do I mean so little to you?

- There was no news, Mother,
because there was no news.

We just found out today,
and I came right over.

But after the way you treated
Sara last time you spoke to her,

I shouldn't even be here.

- Oh, don't be so dramatic.
It was all a misunderstanding--

- No! Nobody misunderstood
anything. You made yourself

perfectly clear.
We've made our peace with that.

It's time you do the same.

- What are you
talking about?

- The way you've treated Sara
since the day you met her.

The way you reacted to our plan
to start a family.

It's just... hurtful.

It's cruel. And, um,

you need help.

And until you get it,
you stay the hell away from me,

my wife, and my child.
- Do you see

what she's done? Do you see how
she's poisoned you against me?

- She's done nothing
of the sort.

You brought this on yourself.
- Jameson.

[door slamming shut]

- Take this.
You look like you need it.

- He's gone, Charlie.

He's left me. That woman has
finally come between us.

- I wouldn't worry about it.

He's your son. He'll be back.
- Oh, no, I don't think he will.

Not while she's
still around.

- [Yeah.]

- Mm. Walter.
- [Charlie. It's been a while.]

- I got a job for you.
- [We should meet.]

- Welcome to On Board.

[Alarm chirps.]

- Wait. Change of plans.

The garage called.
My car's ready.

Can you give me a lift
into town?

- Yes, but you have to hurry;
otherwise I'm gonna be late.

- I'm hurrying.

- OK.

- Hello and welcome to On Board.
How can I help you?

- That's weird.
What, did you turn that on?

- No, I don't even know
how to use it.
- Oh.

- Babe, slow down here.
Slow down.

- I don't have any brakes.
It's not working!
- Put it in neutral!

- I can't, it's locked!
The wheel won't move!
- Put the parking brake on!

- No, it won't.
I can't! It's stuck!
- Press down on it!

[tires screeching]
Sara, you're in the other lane!
- It's driving itself! I can't--

- We're gonna hit!
- Oh, my god!

[loud crash]

[glass shattering]

[doorbell]

- Lydia?

[doorbell]
Lydia?

- They were so happy.

I had no idea
the last time that I saw them

would be
the last time that I saw them.

[Kyle takes a deep breath.]
- This is unbelievable.

So, what happens now?
To the baby, I mean.

- I have no idea.

- Well...

there is a next of kin
specified in the contract -

a sister, I think.
I can't remember her name,

but I guess the baby would
go to her.

If...

you know.

- If what?

- If you keep the baby.

- Does she have a choice
at this point? I mean...

- Well, surrogacy law is
kind of shaky in most states.

The contract would be hard
to enforce.

Ultimately, Val, it's...
it's up to you.

- This baby meant

everything to Sara.

And to Jameson.

And now it's all
that's left of them.

I have to keep it.

To keep them alive.

- I should have known she would
take him away from me

one way or another.
- It was an accident, Maureen.

The cops said she was driving
too fast and lost control.
- I don't care

what the police said.
She took him away from me.

I'll never see
his face again,

or hear him laugh.

I have nothing now.

- You still have me.

- Do I?

And what happens
when you leave me, Charlie?

When you abandon me,

like Edward and Jameson did?
- I'm not ever gonna leave you.

We have
too much history together.

- History?
What does that mean

when they're all gone,
when my whole family is gone?

- There's still the kid.

- Yes.

Yes, there is.
There is my grandchild.

That's what's left
of my family, Charlie.

And that child will
need me -

my guidance, and my love.

Yes. We'll have to
make arrangements, Charlie.

- Do you have any idea
what you did?

- You know, you should be
thanking me.

- Thanking you? You were
supposed to take care of
the girl and the girl only.

You screwed this whole thing up.
I can't believe I trusted you
with this.

- Look, you wanted
an accident, right?

How many accidents do you think
30-year-olds have, huh?

I had to rig the car, all right?
I didn't even see
the guy get in!

- You killed her son, Walter!
- So?

So what? Now
who's next in line when
Maureen kicks off, huh? You.

I should be getting a slice
of your inheritance, all right,

not a lecture.
- It's not about the money.

I got a good thing going.
- A good thing? You're a pool
boy in a cardigan, Charlie.

- Hey, listen.
I got a new life, OK?

I'm not driving around
outside of sleazy motels,

busting dirtbag husbands
who are cheating on their wives

with hookers and doing
eight balls of blow.

And more importantly,
I'm not cracking heads anymore.

- Yeah, rigging cars, right?

Just give me my money.

- Oh, you want to get paid
for this botched job?

- That's how this works, doesn't
it? Or what, you can't remember?

We do the deed
so that rich folks don't
get their hands dirty, right?

That's how
it used to be for you.
That's how it still is for me.

What the hell is this?

This doesn't feel
like 25,000, Charlie.

- That's right; it's 10.

- Are you kidding me?
The job was 25!

You know what? It's gonna be
double that now if you don't

want me talking about what
Maureen has got you doing.

- Hey. Hey! You don't pull
that crap with me!

You understand?
You leave Maureen out of it!

Yeah, you take that money,

and it's not for the job.
It's to stay out of our lives,

forever!

- Forever's a long time,
Charlie.

- She was such

a wonderful person.

I mean,
I didn't know her long.

- But you knew her enough

to do this for her.

And she must have known you.
You must be a wonderful person.

- I just wanted to
make them happy.
- And you did.

I know it was
only for a little while,

but my sister's face, when she
talked about you and the baby...

I'm sorry.

This is so hard.

- I can't even imagine.
- Me neither.

I'm sure it'll come
once we're done with the...

funeral arrangement,
and the accountants,
and the lawyers.

Uh, you're
taken care of, right?

There's money in an account
or something?

- Yeah, in escrow, of course,
but, um, that's not
why I'm here.

I just... wanted to give

my condolences and say

how sorry I am, and...

see... how, um...

- And see...?

- Well, I know the baby was
Sara's dream...

but I wanted
to see how...

- How we feel about suddenly
becoming parents.

- Well, we've always wanted
kids, and we would have
been first in line

for a surrogacy
like yours, but...

we don't have the money,
not like Jameson does.

Did.

- A child was Sara's dream,
but it's our dream too.

We're so happy
you could be a part of it.

- I want you to know that
we'll be here for you,
whatever you need,

whenever you need it.

That's what Sara would
have wanted.

It's what we want.

- Provided, of course, you still
want to go through with this.

- Nothing would
make be happier.

[sigh of relief]
- Good.

- Oh, damn it.
- What?

- I lost the keys
to my bike lock.

- Again?

This is what you get for using
a twist-tie as your key chain.

- Would you just help me,
please?

- OK, let's see now...

- Yep, it just gets hotter
and hotter every time you do it.

- Are you sure you really
lost your key?
- What?

Of course.
What do you mean?

Thank you, by the way.

- Are you Valerie?

- Yeah. Uh... I'm sorry.
Do I know you?

- Oh, forgive me.
I'm Maureen

Darlington,
Jameson's mother.

I believe you're carrying
my grandchild.

- Of course.
I'm so sorry for your loss.

- Thank you.
- Oh, I'm Kyle.

Nice to meet you, ma'am.
Uh, I'm Valerie's boyfriend.

- Uh, were you
going somewhere?

- Yes, uh, class.

- Oh. Do you have a moment?

I'd like a word with you
in private.

- Oh! Yeah, uh...
catch you later, huh?

Nice meeting you,
Mrs. Darlington.

- It's so wonderful
to finally meet you.

I wanted to introduce myself,
and I hope that we keep
in touch.

There are so many arrangements
to be made.

- Arrangements?
- For the birth.

I've reserved a private room
for you at the Victoria
Canyon Hospital.

They're staffed with the best.
- I actually think

most of that's taken care of
in the contract.

- Oh, I'm sure it is,
but... with Jameson gone,

I will be taking over
in his stead.

- Oh... I mean...

No, I think...
Stacie and Bob

are taking care
of most of it,

being next of kin.

- Excuse me?

Is there nothing we can do?

- There isn't a great deal
of precedent in surrogacy cases.

The law, in many instances,
has yet to be written.

But essentially
this is a custody case.

The child has been conceived
and the Holts have guardianship.

It's been clearly spelled out,
not only

in the surrogacy agreement,
but in the wills as well.

They seem to have
immediately updated them

upon learning
of Ms. Vont's pregnancy.

- So, you're telling me that
there's no way that we can
poke holes in this thing?

- Well, we could take it
to trial, but, uh,

there's no guarantee
it'll turn in our favour.

- This is nonsense.

I have a beautiful home,
money, comfort, help.

A perfect environment
for a child.

Certainly no court would
disagree with that.

- I'm afraid
it's not about that.

As long as they're
fit guardians,

the court will
consider the matter closed.

- It is impossible
that one would even consider

placing a child
in a downtown project

when they had an opportunity
to live in a home like this.

- Ah, that's the way
of the world these days.

Everything's equal,
everybody's equal.

[He chuckles.]
Even when they're not.

- Yes, well, I will not allow
my grandchild to be raised
in such an environment.

There must be something
that can be done.

- There always is.

During the campaigns.

- Yeah, we did all right,
didn't we?

- "We." Listen to me
taking credit.

It was always you.

Always approaching problems
so... creatively.

- Asymmetrical warfare.
[He chuckles.]

Gotta stay
unpredictable.

- That's just one thing
that I love about you, Charlie -

do dependably
unpredictable.

[siren bleep]

- What?

[police radio chatter]

- You. Step out of the car,
please, sir.

- Officer, what
seems to be the problem?
- This car was reported stolen.

- Stolen? What are you talking
about? I'm in my driveway.

- Step out of the car, sir. Keep
your hands where I can see them.

- This is my car.
- Step out of the car, sir! Now!

- This is insane. Look.
- Stop! Hey! Do not move!

- I'm getting the
registration, that's it.
- You move slow, sir.

- What the hell?

- Out of the car.

Out of the car!

Over that way.

On the hood.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court
of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford
an attorney, one will be

provided to you. Do you
understand these rights,
sir? Up.

Do you understand these?
- Yes.

As you can imagine,
Ms. Darlington

is very concerned about
these new developments.

Drugs found in the car,
in the house -

I'm sure you'll agree not
a suitable environment
to raise a child.

- So how does this affect
Valerie and the baby?

- Well, of course, we will be
challenging the Holts'
guardianship in court.

But that's gonna
take some time.

In the interim, we'd like
to propose... a new agreement,

one that temporarily places
Ms. Darlington as the legal
parent during the pregnancy,

thus responsible
for all medical decisions,

legal arrangements,

and, of course, costs.

I can assure you,

this is what's best
for the child.

- Uh... um...

can I meet her again?

- [Maureen]: Of course, I'll see
to it that they get the best
legal representation.

- I just... I feel so sorry
for them.

- As do I.

Valerie, you know
I once served in Congress?

- Yes, um,
Jameson mentioned that.

- Those were wonderful years,
but not without their sadness.

We did a lot of work
in social programs,

and there was so much pain -

the crime, poverty,

addiction.
I felt so deeply for them,

and there was so little
that we could do.

It can be so difficult,

not being able to help...

...especially when...

when things get
out of control.

I... I feel like that now

with what happened to Jameson,
and now these arrests.

- Maureen, it's OK.

- I would just feel
so much better

if I could be there
for you, to provide for you,

to protect you.

Will you let me?

[cell phone ringtone]

- Hello?

- [Valerie, it's Maureen
speaking. How are you]

[this afternoon?]
- Um...

I'm fine, thank you.
- [I was just wondering]

[if you'd be interested
in a little visit?]

[I'd love to see you
and your home.]

- Oh. OK.

That'd be great. Uh, when?

- [Would now be OK?
I'm right outside.]

- Oh. All right, um...

I'll, uh, I'll be there
in a bit.

- Great.

- This is the main room.

For house meetings, parties,
movie nights...

- Hmm, I see.

I wouldn't have imagined you
girls had much time to party,

considering the amount of work
that I did in my university

days. But I suppose

times have changed.
- Oh, um, well, you see,

Omega Zeta Delta, um,
we've won lots

of awards for our academic
achievements over the years,

and for our charity work.

And we have Sorority of the Year
for last year.

- Mm-hmm. Stiff competition,
I'm sure.

- [whispering]: Come here.
- Oh, um, one second.

- Who is Cruella de Vil
and why is she here?

- Oh, that's
Maureen Darlington,

She's the grandmother
of the baby.

- Oh. You brought
your sugar momma.

- Well, she's
a congresswoman.

Or was.

- Congresswoman Darlington.
It is

a pleasure to meet you.

I'm Jacqueline Worrington,
chapter president of
Omega Zeta Delta.

- Of course you are.
- Um... Valerie, why don't you

give Mrs. Darlington a tour
of the place?

- Right this way.

- No, that is not possible.
We don't have bugs in our house.

- What's going on?
- Surprise inspection.

Anonymous tip.

They said they found bed bugs.
- Bed bugs?

Really?
I've never noticed anything.

- Can you imagine what a pain in
the ass it would be if they had
to fumigate this place?

- My dear,

an insect-infested
boarding house is

hardly the proper
environment

for someone
in your condition.

It's just that,
after what happened to Jameson,

I need to know
that this baby will be safe,

and that you will be safe.

Do you understand?

- Yes. I do.
- If you take

Ms. Darlington up on her offer,
well... you'll get

the best medical care along with
free transportation,
room and board.

Will you at least
consider it?

- Please.

- You don't owe this woman
anything, you know.

- Well, I kind of do.

It is her grandchild.

I mean, she has the right
to be involved.

- OK, this is a little past
being involved, all right?

This is being possessive.
It's... it's creepy,

and it's... it's weird.
- A little bit, yeah, but...

I mean, she's basically,
she's just offering me

a place to stay.
She's trying to be nice.

- Nice? Are we talking
about the same person here?

Cause I remember this.
- She's not that bad.

- Yeah, but I'm actually
not kidding, Val.

I've seen the way she looks
at me. It's like she doesn't
want me anywhere around you.

- This isn't about me
or you, Kyle.

This is about the baby.
- Yes,

yeah, I know
it's about the baby.
It's always about the baby.

Am I even gonna get to see you?

- You're being ridiculous.
- No, I'm being realistic.

OK, I'm being practical,
and I'm accepting the fact

that this baby is the most
important thing in your life.

More than your friends, more
than family, more than school.

More than me.

- It's a baby, Kyle.

- But it's not your baby.

It's never gonna be
your baby.

You know, maybe we just need
a break until you can
figure that out.

[She laughs.]

- Getting settled in?
- Oh!

You scared me.
I mean, you startled me.

Um, yes. The room is just...
it's really lovely.

The whole house is lovely.
- Thank you.

This old house is over
a hundred years old, you know.

Not very convenient when
it comes to newer appliances

and stuff, but...

it does have its charms.

I sometimes feel
that, um, the old ways,

the more traditional ways,
are best.

- Right.
- Your cell phone,

for example.
You may feel it's

indispensable, but...

for the health of my grandchild,
I'm sure you'll find

you can easily do without it.
- The health?

- The radiation, of course.
- Oh, actually, I don't
think they found--

- It would be a pity
to discover the dangers

a decade or so
down the line,

when it's too late
to do something about it.

Oh, don't look so upset.
I'm not taking it away

from you. I would just love
if you left it

on the night stand here,

away from the baby.

- Sure. I guess.
- Excellent.

Well, if there's nothing else,
I will see you at dinner time.

Six o'clock. Sharp.

[classical piano music playing]
- Lydia, could you

please ensure that my lamb is
medium rare?

I don't want to see a wonderful
cut of meat being spoiled

by overcooking.
Thank you.

- We're having lamb?

- I'm afraid
you can't have lamb.
The meat would be too

difficult to digest for someone
in your condition.

But Lydia has prepared
a wonderful hearty vegetable

stew. You'll love it.

- Oh. OK.

- Be present
at this table, Lord.

Be here
and everywhere adored.

These mercies bless and grant
that we,

born and unborn,
may feast in fellowship

with Thee. Amen.

[Charlie clears his throat.]

Charlie.
[He clears his throat.]

May I present Valerie Vont.
Valerie,

this is Charlie Hadling,
my husband.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Charmed.

- You're late.
You missed grace.

- Yeah, I said my prayers
at the office.

- Oh, uh, where do you work?
- Here and there.

I used to be a, uh,
private detective,

but now I...
I just kinda freelance.

- Wow, that's pretty cool.

- Well, it's not
like in the movies. It's just...

a lot of sitting around
in cars with a camera, and...

fast food, you know?

- You don't like your food,
dear?

- Oh, um, no, it's not...
it's not that. I just, um...

...I guess I'm just not
that hungry.

- Oh, you have to keep up your
appetite; it's very important.

We'll get you
to see the doctor tomorrow.

- I have an appointment
next week.

- You won't be seeing that
doctor at the clinic anymore.

I'll have you see my own
physician, Dr. Heinrich.

- But... I like my doctor.

She's... she's great.

- Dr. Heinrich has the most
well-respected practice
in the city.

People would KILL to have
an appointment with him.

And you're being offered one
for free.

- I'm looking forward to it.
- Good.

Now eat as much as you can.
You must keep up your strength.

- Oh. It's cold.

- That's the head there.
You see?

- Oh, can I look?

- Uh, no, no,

you wouldn't want to become
too attached.

Try to lie still, dear.

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

- Heyyy, Charlie.

- I told you never to come here.
- What, are you embarrassed?

Don't want to be seen
conversing with the help?

- I already gave you
what you're gonna get.

- That wasn't the deal, Charlie.
- The deal was one person,

OK? So there is no deal.

- Are you sure about that?
'Cause I can recall
some discussions.

Some particulars. Maybe I'll
recall them to a few people
who might be interested

in what you and your old lady
are up to.

- You're in this as deep
as I am, pal.
- Ohhh, no.

No, not quite as deep.
I had nothing to do

with that other couple
with the drugs.

Yeah, I heard about that.
Went solo on that one, did you?

- All right, what do you want?

- I just want my money, Charlie.

- There's nothing to talk about.
So... goodbye.

- Yeah, well, you know,
maybe I'm done talking too.

But this isn't over,
Charlie.

- All right, what do you want?
- I just want my money, Charlie.

- You're in this as deep
as I am, pal.

- No, not quite as deep.
I had nothing to do with that
other couple with the drugs.

- Kid, what
did these people do?

"In response to your query
of March 15th

"in regards to your concern
of Bob and Stacie

"Holts' guardianship,
to have the Holts declared

"unfit guardians,
both would have to be
guilty of criminal activity,

including acts such as
drug abuse/trafficking..."

March 15th? Wait a minute.

Arrested March 17th -
two days after the letter.

Oh, my god, kid,
they set it up.

[She screams.]

- One of these days, I'm gonna
have to get a password
for that thing.

Interesting. It's usually me
doing the snooping.

- What in God's name is
going on here?

- It looks like little Miss
Nancy Drew is snooping around -

found Oberly's letter
about the Holts and the drugs

and put it all together.
It's pretty impressive.

- You kept the letter?

- Getting old, I guess.

- Oh, my god.

Now, what shall we do
with you?

- Looks like our little guest
wants to check out.

- You're leaving? With
my grandchild? I think not.

Bring her along, Charlie.
If she's not comfortable
in her room,

perhaps we can find her
other accommodations for now.

- This is kidnapping! You know
you go to jail for this!

- Hey! Sit down!
Knock it off.

- You are
carrying my grandchild,
and you were about to leave.

If anything, that is kidnapping.
- So, you're just gonna
leave me in here?

You're gonna leave
your grandchild in here?

- It's temporary
till we figure out what to do.

- You're insane.
- Why?

Because I'm trying
to protect my family?

You must have recognized that
those people weren't fit
to raise a baby.

My grandchild deserves
opportunity, advantage,

guidance.
I can provide that.

Anything else is abuse.

Charlie, ensure she does not
leave this room.

- Oh, come on.

Come on!

- Hey!

Relax!

Sit still.

- Come on.

[cell phone vibrating
and ringing]

Hi, you've reached Valerie Vont.
If you leave a message,

I'll try to get back to you
right away.

- Su.

Hey! Su, uh...

...have you heard from Valerie?
- I thought you two broke up.

- Look, OK, I was being a dick,
I understand. But...

it's not exactly the easiest
situation to deal with.

- Yeah, especially
if you're an ass.

- Look. I was wrong, OK?

I know. You know.

I'd like to let

Valerie know, please.

- Well, what do you want me
to do?

- I don't know.
Can you call her?

She's not picking up
when she sees it's me.

- Fine. But I actually
haven't heard from her
in a while either.

She hasn't responded
to any of my texts.

No status updates either.

[ringing on other end]

- Hi, you've reached Valerie
Vont. If you leave a message,

I'll try to get back to you
right away.

- She's still not answering.
That's so weird.

It's not like her at all.

- Oh, OK, when was the last time
you heard from her?

- A while ago.

She sent me a picture
of her fancy room.

Right after she moved in
with Maureen.

Something's not right.

- Yes?

- Hi! It's, um,
Su and Kyle.

[We're here looking
for Valerie.]

- One moment, please.

- I'm sorry about this, kid.
If I would have known,

I would have never
brought you into this.

- She left when?
- Yesterday evening.

She said that she wasn't sure
that she could continue
as a surrogate.

- Well, that... that doesn't
sound like Valerie.

- Perhaps not, but from what

I understand, she made this
decision under financial duress.

Perhaps too quickly.

- And you haven't heard
from her since?

- No. But if you do hear
from her,

please ask her to call.
I have been worried sick.

- OK. Thanks.

Thanks.

What the hell was that?

- Valerie's carrying
her grandchild,

and she doesn't seem bothered
that she's missing?

Something isn't right.

- Did they buy it?
- Certainly not.

And if they did,
they won't for long.
They're sure to call the police.

I mean, they won't
believe them,

not about my involvement.

But we can't keep her here.

- We could take her
to the farmhouse.
- That filthy cabin?

- Hey, it was good enough
for my dad, all right?
It's good enough for her.

- I suppose it'll have to do.
OK, you take her, and, um,

I'll... I'll get supplies
and meet you there.
- All right.

- Oh, come on.

- The batteries are dead
in the fob.

Gotta use the key.
Old school.

[He laughs.]
What, are you gonna stab me

in the neck with a screwdriver?
I got a gun, girl.

- You're not gonna shoot me.

I'm carrying Maureen's
grandchild.

- Not my grandchild.
My job is to keep Maureen happy.

And if I let you go, she's not
gonna be real happy in prison.

Nor will I.
- I don't believe you.

- Yeah? You wanna bet
your life on it?

The baby's life?

I didn't think so.
Gimme that thing.

Let's go. Come on.

- That didn't take long.

- Well, it's been less
than 24 hours.

- What? We haven't
seen her in a week!

- Well, according to Maureen,

Valerie left last night.

Which is exactly what she told
police when they called.

Seems ex-congresswomen have
some pull around here.

- This is ridiculous.

- What do we do now?

- I have no idea.

Any chance Valerie had one
of those "find my phone" apps?

Hmm?

Did you try "Disco?"

That was the name
of her first dog, I think.
- Yes, I tried that. I also

tried her hometown, her
favourite band, her birthday...

- How about all
the Omega Zeta Delta stuff?

She gave me her email
password once and it was--
- "I heart Zeta Delta." I know.

It's her laptop password too,
and it doesn't work.

- How about you?

- What about me?
- You know she's
in love with you, right?

And in her profile it says,
"in a relationship."

That means you're fair game
for passwords.

- "I heart Kyle."

Wow, we're in.
- Here we go.

Now you're practically married
as far as the internet's
concerned.

- Yeah, now let's
find her phone.

There it is,
Cell Phone Scout. Bingo.

- That's the Darlington house.

- I knew it. She's still there.
We gotta get in!

- How are we gonna do that?
You ever

broken into a mansion before?
- No, but I might know
someone who has.

- [Su]: She's leaving.

You sure he's gonna show?

- Nope. But if you can't trust
a convict, who can you trust?

Besides, he said he was gonna
show up when the coast is clear.

There's Gunnar, right on time.

- What is he doing?

Doesn't seem like the most
effective way to get in there.

- I'm sure it works for him, OK?

- He's got a record.
Couldn't have worked that well.

- You were saying?
[She sighs.]

- What about the alarms?

I cut the phone lines.
That usually does it.

- Are you sure the neighbours
didn't notice?
- What neighbours?

The point of being rich is
you don't have neighbors.

But someone should keep
a lookout just in case.

- I'll go.
- Yeah.

- Nice place.
Might pick up a few souvenirs.

- We are not here
to steal things.

We're here to find Valerie, OK?
- I'm already violating
my parole.

Might as well earn
the extra time.

- Hey, hey.

You check downstairs,
I'll check the bedrooms.

I knew it.

[cell phone ringtone]

- Yes?
- [Maureen Darlington?]

- This is she.

- [Our system is reporting
a security breach--]

- What are you talking about,
security breach?

- [We have one of our agents
on the way, but I wanted to--]

- I'll be right there.

- Come on.

Hey! Settle down. Relax.

Come on. Gimme this.
Let's go.

- Where are we?
What are you doing?

What are you doing?!
- Relax.

Come on,

let's go. Hey!

- Get off me!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
I have to go to the bathroom!

- Are you serious? All right,
fine, but make it quick.

Don't even think about

running away.
There's bears out there,

pregnant lady. You're like
a walking two-for-one coupon.

- Come on. Come on.

- [Yeah?]

- Kyle, time to go.
Security's here.
- [What?]

- And Maureen just came back.
You've got to get
out of there now!

- All right.
- What's up?

- Security. I thought
you cut the phone lines.

- They must have had a backup.
- Oh, they had a backup!
- Let's go.

- Yeah, OK, go! Come on.

- Nooo.

Damn it! Oh!

[catching her breath]
Well, how did you guys

get out?
- Backyard.

- No clues?
- No.

But all her stuff is there,
and the cell phone, obviously.

- So what are we gonna do?

We have no idea where she is.
- Yeah, we don't.

But Maureen does.

- Hurry up.
Don't take forever in there.

- Notify me immediately
if you find anything.

If this is a false alarm, I want
the problem found and fixed.

It could have been
just the gardener.

- [Su]: She's leaving again.

- Let's go.

- [Gunnar]: What about
my truck?

- [Kyle]: Leave it.
Get it later.

- Let's go.
We don't have all day.

All right. Let's go.
Get out here where I can see ya.

[pounding on door]
Come on!

All right, that's it.
Let's go.

[spraying]
[groaning in pain]

Aw! Ah!

- Would you drop back a bit?
We're supposed to be
following her,

not tailgating.

- You in here, hon?
I hope not.

Nothing good ever happens
in a place like this.

[twig snapping]

Ah!

- Yeah! Haha! Come on, get up!

Move, Charlie!
- Walter...

- Oh, you remember my name.
How sweet.

The way we left things,
I thought you would have
burned me out of your brain.

I was watching the house,
Charlie. I followed you here.

Come on, get over here.

- Walter, what are you doing?
- It's quite the place you
got here, Charlie.

Long drive,
but well worth it.

You're gonna be a lot easier
to bury out here than
in the city, man.

- You don't have to do this.
- I didn't have to kill those
kids for you, either,

but I did. For the money.

Not that I got paid, Charlie.
So now I gotta do this.

On the house.
But you know what?

I'm gonna do it just for fun.
I'm gonna do it just for me.

Been waiting a long time
for this, you know.

Ever since we were partners.

You're always acting like you're
smarter than me, like you're
better than me.

Well, now, Charlie... now you're
just gonna be deader than me.

- Walter, I'll pay you the rest
of the money, all right--
- No, you won't!

But you're gonna pay.

Another way.

[gunshot]
[Valerie screams.]

- [Charlie]: Get out here.

Well...

what am I gonna do with you?

- Charlie?

Charlie, what happened?

Charlie, what are you doing?

Put the gun away.
Are you insane?

- Maureen, this has
got to stop.

We gotta cut our losses.

- What are you talking about?

Why did you kill Walter?

- It doesn't matter.

What matters now is
that we need to go.

You and me. Not her.

- She's carrying
my grandchild, Charlie.

- She saw what happened
to Walter.

- He killed Jameson.

Maureen, he killed your son!

- What is she talking about?

- Maureen, don't do this.

Not now.
- Did you do something?

Did you do something
to my Jameson?

- He killed him!

And now he's trying to kill me!
And your grandchild!

- Maureen, it was an accident,
OK? Walter was just supposed

to take care of Sara.
- Oh, my god!

- Maureen,

we don't have time for this.

I just did what needed
to be done. What you wanted.

- I never told you
to do anything!

- No, no, you never did.

No, you just tell me
what your problem is and
you expect me to solve it.

So I did what you wanted me
to do, and you knew

what you were saying, Maureen.
- No.

No, this isn't... this isn't
what I wanted, Charlie.

- Yeah, it is,

OK? That's the way it works
with you and me.

You tell me what you want,
and I take care of it, right?

Yeah! Just like your first
campaign, with the Walden video.

Or when you ran
for Congress. Remember?

Yeah, the wire taps.

And Edward.
- Ed... Edward?

My husband?
- Yeah.

He needed to be gone,
so I took care of it.

- Oh, Charlie.
- Like I always do.
That's how it's done.

You and me! We're strong!
We're powerful, right?

Yeah, you and me!
Nobody else!

Not her.

- Maureen,
don't listen to him.

You have a grandchild

to think about.
You have family.

- Charlie, my son is dead.

Did I do all this?
Did I do all this?

- No, Maureen.

We did this.

I'm sorry, Maureen.

- Oh, God, Charlie.

- I really am.

- [Kyle]: Damn it, Su, I told
you to fall back, not get lost.

- [Su]: I'm not lost.
We just... lost her.

She must have turned
off the highway somewhere.

- [Gunnar]: Wait, wait! Go back.
I think I saw her car.

- Maureen! Please!

- Hey! Why don't you shut up,
all right?

Shut up!

[Charlie groaning]

- Maureen...

Maureen.

We need to call
the police. OK?

What are you doing?

No. Maureen.

You don't want to do this.

- But they're all gone.

Edward, Jameson,

and now Charlie.
And it's all...

it's all my fault.

I did this.

It's all over.

- No, it's not over. OK?

It's just the beginning.

Please! Maureen, this is
all the family you have left!

- [crying]: Oh, Charlie.

Oh, Charlie.

- [Gunnar]: Val, are you OK?

- Gunnar...

[crying]

- I can't believe
you did it.

- Yeah, you did
amazing, Val.

- That was just dress rehearsal
for when we try it ourselves.

[knocking]
- Hey, did I miss it?

Where's the baby?
- She's with Stacie and Bob.

They're having some quiet time.
- Yeah, where were you?

- I had to make
a pickup first.

- Dad!
- Baby.

- How are you feeling?

- Better. Stronger.

Taking it day by day.
- Good.

- I'm so proud of you, Dad.

- Me? After what Val's
been through?

- It was all worth it,

just to feel that baby
inside me,

to feel how much
she meant to me,

how much she meant to Jameson,
Sara, Stacie and Bob.

Even Maureen. I mean,

to be a part of that is
just... indescribable.

- Hey, guys.
- So,

how does it feel
to be a dad?

- I had no idea
it would feel like this.

I had no idea
this was even a feeling.

- She's cute. She looks
a little bit like Maureen.

- Gunnar.

- What? She does.

- It's OK. We can't pretend
Maureen doesn't exist.

Even in prison,
she's still her grandmother.

- I am so happy for you -
both of you.

- It's all
because of you.

And we can never thank you
enough for all that you've done.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
Um, this is Cristian,

my dad. Dad, this is
Stacie and Bob.

- You have a wonderful daughter,
Mr. Vont. You should be proud.

- I am.
- She's done
a wonderful thing for us.

But we have one more favour
to ask of you.

- Well, I don't know
if I can have another baby.

[laughing]
I've got finals.

- No, that's not it.

- Will you... Would you consider
being the baby's godmother?

- Of... of course.

Of course!

Did you pick out
a name yet?

- Yes, we did.
- Valerie...

meet Valerie.

- Oh... Hi, Valerie.

Oh...
[baby babbling]

Oh, it's OK.

Shh...

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