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Just getting my book.

Well, get back in your seat
where you belong

and put your seat belt on.

I will, just as soon as
I get my book.

No. Do it now, honey.

You check her blood pressure?

We need to get her
to surgery now.

We can't. Not before
we get a blood workup.

Get that going. Hang in there.
We're going to help you.

- Let's get her in place.
- Okay.

Okay, one, two, three!

Nurse Smith,
bring in the mobile X-ray.

Get both arms and legs,
upper and lower, stat.

- Nurse Smith, get a move on!
- Yes, sir.

- Do you know where you are?
- Hospital.

That's right.
You were in an accident.

- You know who you are?
- Uh-huh.

Good, good. Hey, can you
move your feet for me?

That's great.
How about your hands?

Can you move your hands?

Hello? This is Thomas Roberts.

Yes, my wife is
Samantha Roberts. Why?

Are you sure?

Okay, I'll be right there.

Oh, my God.

Dr. Flores, please dial 1-1-8.

Oh!

Hey, Cassie. Mom's here.

All these years,
we've spent our lives

trying to prevent something
like this from happening,

to keep her safe from harm.

And in just one instant...

No!

Just an instant.

I know.

I feel so helpless.

But glad you hardly
have a scratch.

She's gonna be okay.

It's gonna take a little time,
but she's gonna be okay.

Thank God you're all right.

Doc, how long is she
gonna be like this?

Not long. A day maybe.

We have to keep her
sedated right now,

so that she doesn't
unconsciously

pull out her IVs or oxygen.

You'd be surprised at how busy
even sleeping hands can be.

It's for her own safety,

and it's not nearly
as bad as it looks.

We understand.

We're just wondering how long.

We'll know soon.
She's young and strong.

She'll recover quickly.

Could I speak to you both
outside?

Of course.

You wanted to talk to us?

Yes. It's about the transfusion
Cassie needs.

Neither one of you is a match
for her blood type.

I thought that might be
the case, but I wasn't sure.

I see here
your daughter's adopted.

Yes. Yes, she is.

Well, she seems like
an otherwise healthy child,

and she is type O positive,

which is fairly common,

so that shouldn't be a problem.

I need to get this transfusion
set up right away

from our in-house resources.

So if you'll excuse me...

Thank you.

Thanks, Doc.

- What are you doing in here?

Oh, I was just checking
on the patient

before I headed out
for the day.

She doesn't have anything
scheduled until tomorrow.

No. I know.

It's just since I was
one of the first techs

who treated her
when she came in.

I just felt, you know.

Are you all right, nurse?
You don't look well.

Yes, it's been a long day.
I'm just a little tired.

You should go home now
and rest up.

You don't want to
make yourself sick.

I know. I'm leaving now.
I just need to sign out.

Good afternoon, Doctor.

Good afternoon.

Why are you torturing yourself
like this?

I don't know.

I'm just so worried.

She's so young.

And to have something like this
happen to her?

It's my fault.

What if she'd been killed?

But she wasn't.
Not even close, Sam.

It was a blown tire.
Could have happened to anyone.

Just be glad it wasn't worse
than it was.

Have you taken
your medication?

Yes.

Don't you think
you should go lay down?

Are you coming?

In a bit.

Get some rest.

I've been looking for you
for 10 years.

Don't worry, baby.

Mommy's gonna
bring you home soon.

Hey, sweetie.

Mommy.

Look who came along
to see you.

Hi, Cassie.
How are you feeling today?

Much better. Thank you.

Good.
Look what I have for you.

Wow! Thank you.

It's nice that you don't have
to share a room with anybody.

Oh, none of that
for my little girl.

I'd better head back
to the office.

It's been like a real
ghost town around there.

I thought I saw a tumbleweed
blow through the other day.

All right, all right.

I feel guilty enough already.

Better Healthcare California.

Hey, who's in charge
around here anyway?

Why, you, of course.
Just saying.

- Oh, excuse me.
- Yes?

- Which way out?
- Follow the hallway behind you.

You'll see the signs.

Hallway behind me.
Got it. Thanks.

Mm-hmm, yeah.

Okay, I'm heading
to central supply.

Okay.

So Daddy and I
are fixing up the guest room,

so you get your own bathroom.

- Good afternoon.
- Hi.

I hear you're gonna be
discharged soon.

That's what they say.
I can't wait.

Well, let's
take things easy, huh?

Slow and steady wins the race.

Besides, I wouldn't want to
see you back in here too soon.

Me either.

Let's free you up a little.

Do you need any help?

Oh, no, thank you.
I can manage.

Better Healthcare California.
How may I direct your call?

Hi. This is Samantha Roberts.

My friend recommended
Better Healthcare California

for hiring a live-in nurse
for my daughter.

She's coming home
from the hospital in a few days.

I'm sure we can help you.
How old is your daughter?

She's 10 years old.

She fractured her leg
and her collarbone.

I see. Well, we do have
someone available

who has had experience
with that.

Her name is Rebecca Taylor.
Would you like to meet her?

Rebecca Taylor?
I would love to.

Could she come by the house
tomorrow morning, say 11 a.m.?

I don't think that's a problem.
What's your address?

17442 Candace Street, Redvine.

Got it.
I'll call her now to confirm.

Thank you. I'm looking forward
to meeting her.

Rebecca Taylor at 11 a.m.

Better Healthcare California.

Better Healthcare California.
How may I direct your call?

Hi. Yes, I spoke
to someone earlier

about needing a live-in
to help with my daughter.

Oh, yes, I remember.

Well, I'm afraid
I won't be needing

any live-in help after all.

We found someone else.
Thank you so much.

ICU nurse's station.

Yes, this is Margaret Smith.

Hey, Margaret. It's Kelly.

Oh, hi, Kelly.

Listen, I got a call
from the nursing home.

My grandmother's taken
a turn for the worse,

so they need me in Santa Barbara
to sign some consent forms.

She's 92, so I'm gonna need
to take a few sick days.

Oh, all right.
I'll let them know.

How long do you think
you might be out?

Could be a few days,
maybe longer.

I understand. It's tough
when they get to be that age.

Oh, don't I know it.
It's always something.

I hope she feels better soon.

Yeah, me too. Thanks.

You're back home.

Easy, Tom.

Stop worrying.
I've done this before. Okay.

- When?
- Oh, shut up.

Good job, Daddy.

- Hey.
- What do you think?

- You happy, baby?
- I sure am.

I cannot believe they
let you out a day early. Yes!

I think it was my constant
begging that did it.

Okay, we have the guest room
all fixed up for you,

and Mom has an interview with a
health care worker later today.

But first,
I want to show you something.

Yes.

All right, here we go,
here we go, here we--

What do you think?

I love it.

Can I get you
something to drink?

Maybe some apple juice?

- I'd like that.
- Okay, sweetie.

It's great to be back home.

Honey, it's great
to have you back home.

But right now
Daddy's gotta go to work, okay?

- See you tonight?
- See you tonight.

See you tonight.
See you tonight.

Hey.

You about ready to come inside?

Almost. I am getting
kind of tired.

It's too much too soon.

They said you were supposed to
stay in bed as much as possible.

Mm-hmm.

I will be right back.

- Yes?
- Hi. I'm Rebecca Taylor.

Better Healthcare California

sent me over here today
for the interview.

That's right.
Please come in.

I am sorry, but things have been
happening around here

so fast lately.

Oh, I can come back
another time,

if that's better for you.

No, no, we can talk now.

In fact, it's good
you stopped by.

My daughter came home
a day early,

so she's here now.

Oh, that's good news.

Oh, here's my resume.

Oh.

It seems very extensive.

I guess you've done this
many times before.

Oh, many.

Well, like I told the woman
on the phone,

Cassie is 10 years old,
and she's been pretty banged up.

Broke her leg
and her collarbone,

dislocated her shoulder too.

Wow. That must have been
some accident.

Were you driving?

I was.

Oh.

Let me show you
around the house.

Sorry if things are messy.

I just cleaned up Cassie's
welcome-home decorations.

This is the kitchen,
obviously.

I keep it pretty well stocked
in case someone wants to cook.

Oh, what kind of things
do you like to cook?

Me? Nothing.

I'm too busy to be cooking,
but we do seem to manage.

That's a shame.

About the cooking.

I know. I feel guilty,

but I really don't have
the time or the talent.

Well, talent comes with time.

Mm-hmm.

You know, it is very important
that your daughter

follows a healthy diet,

but I can handle that.

We have about everything
you could ask for,

except soy products.

I have a terrible soy allergy.

Soy? That's a tough one
to avoid.

What do you take for it?

I have antihistamines, but I
haven't needed them in a while,

and they can interact badly with
some of my other medications.

Oh? Which ones are those?

I'm so sorry.
I did not mean to pry.

It's just my medical training
working overtime.

Hmm. Let me show you
Cassie's room.

This is her bedroom.

If everything works out,
this would be your room.

I've converted the guest room
for Cassie.

Oh.

Is she in bed now?

No. She's outside on the patio.

I think the hospital was
making her a little stir crazy.

Would you like to meet her?

Absolutely.

Come on then. I think she was
just getting a little tired

right before you got here.

Lead the way.

Cassie?

Oh, hey, Mom.

Hey.

Cassie, this is Rebecca Taylor.

She's a nurse who specializes
in helping kids just like you.

Hello, Cassie.

Hello.

You seem very tired.

It might just be
the medications,

but that's why
it's dangerous for you

to be up for any
extended period of time.

If she were to fall out
of her wheelchair,

it could put her
right back in the hospital.

I'm okay, really.

I'm sure you are.

Could you show me to her room?

Oh, if you don't mind...

It's this way.

I got you, sweetheart.

There you are.

You know, even sitting up

can be too much exertion for her
at her age,

after what she went through.

Well, I'm sorry.
I didn't know.

No one said anything
about that.

And her pain management meds

might have something
to do with it as well.

But how would you know that?
You're not a nurse.

No, but you are,
so what do you think?

Are you interested
in the job?

I would be very happy
to help your daughter recover.

She seems like
a wonderful child.

Great. When can you start?

Well, actually, I brought
my travel bag with me,

just in case things
worked out.

- It's in the car.
- Oh, perfect.

Cassie should still be
sleeping for a while,

and I am desperately needed
back at my office

to sign some contracts.

Uh, maybe you could
settle yourself in

and get to know her better.

- Do you mind?
- No, of course not.

No, you run along,
and I'll look after her

as if she were
my own daughter.

Is your husband home?

What?

Your husband.

Oh, I couldn't help
but notice the photograph,

so I just assumed...

Uh, no, he's at work.

Oh. He's very handsome.

A lot of women think so.

He'll be home later.

I'll call and let him
know about you,

so he's not surprised to find
you here when he comes back.

Great. And I'll call the agency

and let them know
that it all worked out.

They'll send you an email with
all the contract details later.

- All right, thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

Don't worry, baby.

Mommy's here.

Huh. Antidepressants.

Shocking.

Antihistamines.

Oops.

Let's see.

Aspirin.

That'll do.

So I took the liberty of laying
out the signature pages for you.

Oh, thanks.

So much has been happening.

It's been a day
full of surprises, for sure.

So the new live-in?

Rebecca Taylor.

Yeah? What she like?

Well, she's friendly,
well spoken, about my age.

Well, maybe a little younger.

Is she attractive?

What's that
supposed to mean?

Nothing, nothing.
I'm just curious.

If you're wondering
about Tom, don't.

He's not drinking the hard stuff
these days.

And that other business
is in the past.

We've moved on.

Have you?

You two still seem
kind of disconnected,

like you haven't really
patched things up after all.

We will.

It just takes time to learn
how to trust someone again.

But I will.

It's hard getting over
an affair.

Still makes me feel like
I'm not good enough for him.

But I'm dealing with it.

Now, if you don't mind,

I'm gonna call him

and tell him
about our new houseguest.

Sam, look, I didn't mean
anything by it, okay?

I'm sorry I asked.

It's just I care about you,

and it seems like you're
deliberately trying

to bury yourself in work.

I know I should
spend more time at home,

especially now. I just...

It just still feels like...

Well, you know,
like it was yesterday.

Look, if you and Tom are going
to stick it out together,

and you know you are,

you're gonna have to try
a lot harder.

Other marriages have had
trust issues,

and they get past them.

So can you.

Listen, I'm not exactly
loving my rental car,

so why don't you come by
tomorrow morning and pick me up?

We can drive in together,

and you can get
a look at her close up.

Well, if you insist.

Okay.

- Hey, honey.
- Tom, I'm at my office.

I had some contracts
that needed signing.

Oh, uh, who's with Cassie?

Well, that's what I wanted
to call you about.

After you left,
the nurse from the service

came for her job interview.

And?

It's a long story. I'll tell
you all about it tonight.

But I want you to know
that she's at the house now,

so don't be surprised
when you get there.

Her name is Rebecca Taylor.

All right. What time will you
be home tonight?

Well, I was gonna try
to get caught up here,

if you don't mind.

No, no, I don't mind.

I know that you feel like you've
been neglecting your clients

for the past week, so...

I'm sure it feels good to be
back in action, huh?

Yeah, it does.

It feels good to be able to
get things back under control.

- Mm.
- So I'll see you later?

Yeah, sure. I'll pick up Chinese
on the way home?

Sounds good.

But no soy sauce.

Never.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Something smells good.

Hi.

Oh, hi.
You must be Tom.

That's right.

And you must be, um...
Rebecca.

I am. I guess Mrs. Roberts
called you about me.

She did, yeah.
So what's all this?

Oh, well, I just figured after
a difficult day like today,

it might be nice to come home
to a hot meal.

And plus, I figure
Cassie's probably sick

of hospital food by now.

I hope that's okay.

I'm sorry. I know I probably
should have asked first.

No need to apologize.
I'm very grateful.

You know, Sam doesn't cook
very much anymore.

She'll appreciate it too.

A lot better than
Chinese takeout.

Oh, well, that'll keep
just fine.

Chinese food
is definitely better

after a day in the fridge
anyway.

That's a fact.

Sounds like
you know your stuff.

Well, I've definitely had
my fair share of takeout dinners

over the years.

Wine?

Um, sure, why not?

There you go.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Um, I'm gonna go
check on Cassie.

Appreciate it.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

Nice to meet you.

Hey, honey.

- Daddy!
- Hi.

All right.

How are you feeling?

Really tired.

I bet you are.

I met your nurse.
She seems nice.

She is,
but she's a pill pusher.

Well, it's her job,

and she wants to get you back on
your feet as soon as possible,

so you do everything
she says, okay?

Good.

All right, Cassie,
it's time for dinner.

It's chicken and rice.

I'm sorry if it's a bit bland,

but we need to
break you in gently.

I'm not really that hungry
after that big lunch we had.

- Oh.

All right, I'm gonna leave
the patient to you.

Okay.

Good night.

Oh, and your dinner's
on the table.

I don't know what to say.
Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Good night.

There you go.

Are you sure
you're not hungry?

I'm sorry, Rebecca.

I know you worked hard
to make this.

That's okay, Cassie.

You don't need to feel bad.

- We're friends, right?
- Right.

So don't worry about
hurting my feelings.

Maybe we can have it
for lunch tomorrow.

But you do need to take this.

No, I don't want to.
Take it away.

Don't talk to your mother
like that.

You're not my mother.

That's not what I meant.
What I meant is...

I want you to trust me
like you trust your mom, okay?

Okay.

Okay, now, here you go.

Come on.

Now this.

Good. Now, what do you say
we take a picture

to celebrate
our new friendship?

Sure.

Okay.

Let's see.

All right, ready?
One, two, three.

What do you think?

I love it.

Great.

All right, now you rest up,

and you'll see just how much
better you feel tomorrow, okay?

All right, Rebecca.
Good night.

Here.

Sweet dreams, baby girl.

Tom?

- Did you?
- Yeah, I did.

-Is that right?

It was at that moment
that I learned the true value

of knowing at least a little bit
about unplugging a sink drain.

- What a mess.

Yeah, no, it sounds
like a disaster.

- It was a disaster!
- Tom?

Hey, honey,
I didn't hear you come in.

Well, how could you?

Is Cassie okay?

Oh, she's fine.
She's out like a light.

The day really drained her.

Yeah, me too.

Who cooked dinner?

Oh, I did. I didn't know
Tom was bringing food home,

and I wanted to make sure
that Cassie had a hot meal

before she fell asleep.

That's very considerate of you.

So how was your day
at the office?

You know,
I'll leave you two alone.

It's been a long day.

Thanks for the advice.

No trouble.
Hope the back feels better.

I think I'll take
that hot shower now.

It should help.

So I'm assuming you approve
of our new live-in.

Mm. She's great.

And Cassie loves her.

Yeah.
You want a glass of wine?

I just don't understand
what the problem is.

You don't understand
how it might seem

a little inappropriate
for our new live-in nurse

to be lounging around
on her first day here

and drinking with you?

Tom, don't be so naive.

Look, she strained her back

putting Cassie into bed
this afternoon, okay?

And we were sitting around
talking about what would help.

What should I have done?

You gotta be kidding me.

What is it
that's really bugging you?

Is it the fact that she cooked

and that you can't be
bothered to do so?

Or is it that she's pretty?

What is it exactly, Sam?

Tom...

she's wearing my robe.

What? That is ridiculous!

- Is it?
- Yes!

We'll see.

I don't understand.

Sam, a lot of women
own black robes.

Is that so hard to believe?

I think you're confused because
you haven't worn your own robe

in a long time.

You haven't worn anything
like that in a long time.

You have an answer
for everything, don't you?

Yes, I do.

Tom, I'm sorry. I just--

What? You're sorry
you don't trust me?

I'm here alone with a woman
for one hour,

and you immediately
are jumping to conclusions.

Sam, we're right back
where we started.

Please forgive me.

Sam, why don't you just
go unwind, okay?

I'll do the dishes.

All right.

Tom, I'm sorry.

You said that.

Thought you were all in
for the night.

I've always been
a bit of a night owl.

I could do those in the morning.

Oh, no, no, no.

You're Cassie's nurse,
not the housekeeper, okay?

Well, I always clean up
after my own messes, Tom.

And besides, I enjoy
looking after other people.

It's what I do.

Most people, deep down,

they just want someone to take
care of them, don't you think?

Yeah, I guess so.

But I'm the kind of guy that's
used to taking care of himself,

so...

Well, you let me know if there's
ever anything I can do for you.

It would make me very happy.

Uh, thank you for the offer.
I will, yeah.

I'm sure you'll think
of something.

Men always do.

Good night, Tom.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

This kitchen's getting a lot of
action since you've been here.

Well, Cassie needs
a balanced diet.

Everyone does. And if
no one's going to cook for her,

I guess I'll just
have to do it.

Why don't you sit down?
This is almost ready.

No time today.
I've got an early meeting.

Thanks, though.

Oh. Um, hey, Tom?

- Yeah.
- About last night,

I hope you didn't take
anything I said the wrong way.

No, no, not at all.
I'll see you.

Well, that's too bad.

Oh, good morning, Mrs. Roberts.

I was just about to bring
Cassie her breakfast,

but there's plenty to go around.
Help yourself.

Thanks, but I have
a special diet,

and I'm not really
a breakfast person anyway.

And please, call me Sam.

All right.

Well, I made some coffee
if you want any, Sam.

Wake up.

Cassie.

Oh, hey.

Good morning, sleepyhead.

I brought you some breakfast.

What time is it?

It's almost30.

Has everyone left?

Well, your father's
already gone,

but your mother's still here.

Morning, baby.

Are you ready
to start your day?

I think so.

Can we sit outside some today?

I don't know if that's
such a good idea, honey.

Please?

I think it'll be all right.

Maybe for just a little bit.

I'll be with her.

Well, just don't overdo it.

Oh, that's my assistant, Karen.

We're riding into work together.

I'll be right back.

- Right on time.
- That's what you pay me for.

Ready to go?

Almost. Want some coffee?

Maybe just a touch.

So how's the new help
working out?

I'll tell you about it later.

She didn't eat much.

She's still waking up some.

I'll try again in a bit.

Uh, Rebecca,
this is my friend, Karen.

We work together.

What she means is
I work for her.

Ha ha.

Nice to meet you.

All right,
should we hit the road?

Yeah, right.

Have a good day.

I'm glad things are working out
with the new help.

This place needs you.

She seems perfect so far.

Except...

Except...

Except when I got home
yesterday,

she was sitting out back,
wearing a slinky robe,

and Tom was out there with her

laughing it up like it was
some kind of private party.

Maybe I'm just jealous.

I mean, Cassie sees more of
Rebecca than she does of me.

She's cooking all their meals.

I just feel left out, I guess.

So you think
you're overreacting.

Well, am I?

I don't know. I don't know,
but I could have sworn

that I saw that same bracelet
she was wearing

on someone at the hospital
the other day.

Maybe it's one of those
medical things nurses wear.

What does it matter?

It doesn't,
but it does get me wondering.

Maybe she works
at the hospital part-time.

Maybe she did,
but she's working for me now.

Lucky you.

Yeah.

- How are you doing?
- I'm fine.

It's not time
to go inside yet, is it?

Soon, but first
I brought you something.

- For me?
- For your birthday.

My birthday
isn't until next month.

Are you sure?

Well, then let's just call it
an early birthday gift.

Go ahead. Open it.

- It's us.
- It is.

I thought you might like it
for your nightstand.

I love it. Thank you.

Okay. Now time for your meds.

Why is it always time
for my meds?

Now, now, now, no arguing.
Here you go.

Every time I take those,
I get sleepy.

That's called healing time.

Your bones need time to mend.

Come on.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Swallow it down.

There you go.

You're such a beautiful girl.

So special.

Do you have any kids?

I do. I have a daughter.

And I love her very much.

Tell me about her.

You know, maybe tomorrow.

For now, why don't you just
soak up the sun,

and we'll head inside
in a bit.

All right.

I'm starting to feel
a little sleepy anyway.

Okay.

Well, maybe we'll
head inside now.

Thanks for the ride,

but I can take my rental car
tomorrow.

Oh, it's no trouble at all.

I wanted to drive you in
today anyway.

I bet you did.

So can you stick around
for a while,

or do you have to take off?

I'd better head out,
but I'd like to say to Cassie

before I split,
if that's all right.

- Of course.
- Yeah.

She seems to be
sleeping a lot lately.

Too much.

She's so precious.

You and Tom are so blessed to
have such a sweet little girl.

She's all I ever hoped for.

She's what keeps me going.

What's that?

Well, well, well.

Oh, hi. You're home early.

Yeah. I was hoping to spend
some time with Cassie,

but it looks like
I'm too late for that.

Yeah. Did you have a good day?

It was okay.

So what's with the photo
in Cassie's room?

The photo?

On the nightstand.

Oh.

Yesterday Cassie asked if we
could take a picture together,

and I thought it might
cheer her up to have a copy.

She said she loved it.

I'm sorry.
Did I do something wrong?

No.

I was just surprised,
that's all.

I'm glad she likes it.

You know, I actually think

I need to grab some more things
from the store.

Do you mind if I just
run out for a bit?

No, of course not.

I'm sure I can
handle things here.

Okay, I'll be right back.

She's an angel, isn't she?

She is.

You're really great
with children.

Do you have any of your own?

I did, but my baby died
when she was an infant.

Oh.

Right after her father ran off.

Sorry to hear that.

It's okay.
We all move on, right?

- Can I ask you something?
- Hmm?

What's going on in this house,
between Sam and Tom?

I don't know what you mean.

Well, there's something very
real happening between them.

Is he a cheater?

I'm sure if they have anything
they want to share with you,

they will.

I know it's
none of my business.

I just hate getting caught
in the middle

of other people's messes.

Then don't.

I'll give you this.
She's bold.

It's all right.
I'm just being too sensitive.

I don't blame you.

Anyway, I better go.
See you tomorrow.

What's the rush?

Oh, I just have something
I forgot to do.

See ya.

Okay. See you.

- Can I help you?
- Yes.

I was here the other day
visiting a patient,

and I ran into a nurse who was
wearing an interesting bracelet.

It was black and silver,
heart-shaped.

I think you were
actually talking to her

when I asked you for directions
the other day.

Um, she said she would give me
the address to the store,

so I could buy one like it,

but my friend was
discharged early,

and I never got to come back.

I wish I could help you.

I think her name is
Rebecca Taylor.

Rebecca Taylor.

No, that name
doesn't ring a bell.

Do you recognize this woman?

That's Margaret Smith.

Margaret Smith?

Yeah, she's a charge nurse.

She's been here
for about two years.

She's not in right now.
Some sort of family issue.

How long will she be out?

She said she might not be back
for a week or so.

Right. Well, thank you.

No trouble.

Better Healthcare California.
Can I help you?

Yes. I recommended your service

to a friend of mine
a few days ago,

and you arranged an interview

with a live-in named
Rebecca Taylor.

Yes, I remember.

I think she's still available
if you're interested.

Still available?
She's at the house now.

- Really?
- Yeah.

She started a few days ago.

That's very unusual.

But some of our nurses
do strike side deals

without us knowing about it.

It's against the rules,

but it does happen
once in a while.

Yeah, that's gotta be it.

I hope I didn't
get anyone in trouble.

I'll have to report it, but
I'm sure we can work it out.

- I'm just a little surprised.
- Why is that?

Well, Rebecca's been with us
for at least 15 years.

This doesn't sound like her.

Fifteen years?

How old would you say
Miss Taylor is?

Oh, I'd guess she's about
50 years old.

Fifty?

Hi, this is Sam.
Leave a message.

Sam, I'm coming back over
to your place.

I need to talk to you.

Rebecca.

Oh, sorry it took me
a little longer at the store.

The lines were crazy.

No problem.
How was Cassie today?

Well, we sat out in the sun
for a little bit,

and I think that might have
tired her out.

But I'll wake her
as soon as dinner's ready.

She sleeps a lot.

Well, that's how healing works.

Plenty of rest
and don't overexert yourself.

Well, I'm gonna go change.

I'll put a kettle on
for a nice cup of tea.

Thanks.

- Oh.

Timing is everything.

Would you mind?

Of course.

You know, I'm really concerned

that Cassie isn't getting enough
family interaction.

It can't be good that
she lays in that dark room

for most of the day.

Well, I'm only following
the prescribed orders

for someone who suffered
her type of injuries.

Surely she can come out
and watch TV at night.

How could that hurt?

She needs her rest.

And with all due respect,
I am the nurse.

You need to trust me.

I do. I just...

I just want to be able to spend
some time with my daughter.

You're right.

Maybe we can try.

Good.

I'm sure it'll cheer her up

to be able to spend some time
with all of us.

I couldn't agree more.

So maybe after dinner,

we could...

- Sam?

Sam?

Sam, are you all right?

Medicine cabinet. Hurry.

Medicine cabinet
in the bathroom?

Please. Hurry.

Hmm.

Here, here. Take these.

Not working.

Okay, give it a minute.
Might take a few.

- What's happening?
- I don't know.

I think she's having
an allergic reaction.

- She takes medication for this.
- I gave it to her,

but it hasn't started
working yet.

Don't worry.
I'll get your inhaler, okay?

- Inhaler?
- Yeah.

She keeps an inhaler
in her purse.

Where is it?

Okay.

She'll be okay.

I gave her two
of Cassie's sedatives,

so she won't wake up
until tomorrow morning.

That was close.

Well, food allergies
can be a tricky thing,

especially soy.

It's in more things
than you would even think about.

I guess she was lucky
to have you here.

I guess she was.

Thank God.

Here.

What's this?

I just figured you could use
a drink after a day like today.

I promised Sam I wouldn't,
but given the circumstances...

Cheers.

Cheers.

Ah...

You've had a lot
on your mind lately.

It can't be easy.

Do you want to talk about it?

Talk about what?

Whatever is bothering you.

I'm a very good listener.

It's just...

I don't think anyone
would understand, so...

I would, Tom.

Of all the people in the world,
I would understand.

Hoo!

This is, uh...

It really packs a wallop.

I probably should've
had something first.

Well...

You can still
have something, Tom.

You can have me.

I could be
such a good wife to you.

We could have the family
I've always dreamed of.

You, me and Cassie.

Now...

let's block some numbers,
shall we?

There we go.

Sleep tight.

Good morning.

Why don't you have a seat?
I'll make you some breakfast.

No, thanks. Not hungry.

Are you sure? You didn't have
anything to eat last night.

Yeah, about last night...

Listen, I love my wife
very much,

and a few years ago,
I made a mistake,

one that I'm still
trying to make up for.

And I...

I just can't have
this sort of thing in my house.

You don't mean that.

And besides, nothing happened.

I won't say anything
if you don't.

That's what you want, right?

Don't rock the boat.

See you tonight.

My, my, my, you are popular.

Delete, delete.

Delete.

Much better.

Now, who could that be?

Don't worry. I'll get it.

Yes?

Hi. Is Mrs. Roberts at home?

She is, but she's
sleeping right now.

She's not feeling well.

Can I help you with something?

Maybe. I'm Mrs. Bateman.

I work for
Better Healthcare California.

I wanted to speak to her
about one of our staffers,

Rebecca Taylor.

Oh.

Please come in.

Thank you.

Is Rebecca here?

You know, I haven't
seen her this morning,

but maybe she's still
in her room.

- Would you like to check?
- If you don't mind.

Not at all. Follow me.

Rebecca?

Huh. This is her room.

Well, I guess she's gone out.

I guess so.

I wonder why
she would do that.

Isn't she supposed to be looking
after the little girl?

Maybe she went out
to the store.

Do you work for Mrs. Roberts?

I'm sorry.
I didn't introduce myself.

I'm Karen,
Samantha's assistant.

I see.

Well, there is something odd
going on here,

and I'd like
to speak to Rebecca.

Would it be okay if I waited
here for a little while?

I'm sure Mrs. Roberts
wouldn't mind.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

Rebecca!

Just a minute, sweetie!

Rebecca, are you here?

Coming!

Good morning.

You ready for your breakfast?

I guess so.

How's my mom?

Oh.

Oh...

I'm fine.

I mean...

I mean she's fine.

She's still sleeping,

but she should be right as rain
by this afternoon.

You know, how about
we go out for lunch today?

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Are you kidding?
- Mm-mm.

I'd love to.

We can go to
one of your favorite places.

- I can't wait.
- Neither can I.

It'll give your mom
peace and quiet.

She's gonna need it.

- Yes?
- Miss Roberts?

Yes, can I help you?

Can we speak inside?

All right.

What's this about?

It's about a young woman named
Karen Mitchell. You know her?

Of course.
We work together.

Why?

Someone killed her
last evening.

What?

Oh, my God.

Karen?

But why?

What time did you leave work
last night?

Uh, around30.

We left together.
She drove me home.

A security guard found her
in the back seat of her car

in a parking garage
about five miles from here.

Oh, God.

Her phone log says
that she called you

just moments before
she was killed.

Can you tell me what she said?

Uh, I would have
to get my phone.

There's no message from Karen
or anybody else.

Check your
deleted message folder.

Here it is.

Sam, I'm coming back
over to your place.

- I need to talk to you.

Did you delete that?

Of course not.

But I might know who did.

There's no one in there.

What?

So yesterday I told you

I would tell you
all about my daughter today.

Please.

Well, I was married
at a very young age,

and when I became pregnant,

my husband left,

as they sometimes do,

and I became very depressed.

I didn't know what to do
or where to turn.

I wanted to go
to nursing school,

but with my parents gone,

I was too young and too broke
to face it on my own.

That's terrible.

It was unbearable.

And I was so scared...

that I did an awful thing.

A man approached me
at a clinic one day,

and he offered me money

if I would let him place
my baby girl with a new family.

And it was
an awful thing to do.

But I did it.

And I never stopped
regretting.

I never stopped hating myself
every day for that.

And I went away to a hospital
for a little bit,

and they told me
I got better,

but people always say that when
they want to get rid of you.

I never stopped
thinking about her,

looking for her.

What was she like?

She was a beautiful
little girl

with beautiful eyes,

just like yours.

Okay, enough of this talk.

I'm gonna go
order our food, okay?

- Hi.
- Hello.

Um, I'll take
the mac and cheese,

two corn dogs
and two iced teas.

She's only been here
a few days,

but I've had my doubts.

And now they're both gone.

- It's Cassie.
- Where is she?

Byrd's Cafe.
It's not far from here.

She doesn't appear to be
in any real danger.

Are you sure they just
didn't go to lunch?

Certainly looks like it.

Maybe you're jumping
to conclusions.

Can you please
just take me there?

I'm sorry. I still have a few
more leads to follow up on.

And looks like things are okay
with your daughter.

Look, how about you give me
a call if you hear anything

that can help us find
your friend's killer.

That's our main priority
right now.

- But--
- I'm sorry.

Okay, there you go.

What are you doing?

I just texted my mom a selfie.
It might cheer her up.

No, no, no! It's straining
your eyes right now, okay?

You're starting
to overexert yourself,

and we don't want that.

I didn't think
it would hurt anything.

Well, you don't know that,
do you?

You know, I think we should
just pay the bill

and take our lunch with us.

What? Really?

Yes. I think you've had
enough excitement for today.

We don't want to overdo it.

I'm going to settle up our bill,
and we'll head out.

Come on, Tom, answer.

Hi, this is Tom. I'm not able to take your call at this time,

so you know the routine.

Tom, Karen has been killed,

and Rebecca and Cassie are gone.

I need you to come home
right away.

Good afternoon,
Miss Roberts.

Have you seen Cassie today?

I have. She was in earlier
and ordered her favorite.

Mac and cheese.

Was she okay?

Well, she looked happy.

I know that accident
really banged her up,

but she looked okay.

- Do you know where they went?
- I don't.

The lady came in
and changed her order to go,

paid and left.

Is there anything else?
Anything at all?

Just a credit card receipt.

Can I see it?

Here it is. Margaret Smith.

Margaret Smith?

"See you at home."

Cassie?

Rebecca.

In here.

Rebecca?

Oh, God. No!

Once a cheater,
always a cheater.

Where's Cassie?

She's sleeping.

She's had a very busy day.

Oh, no, no.
I don't think so.

We're gonna have
a little chat first.

Oh, and I'll take that.

Thank you.

How did you get Tom's gun?

How did I get Tom's gun?

I would think you'd be
a little bit more concerned

about what I plan
to do with it.

Who the hell are you?

I'm Cassie's mother.

You're insane.

I'm Cassie's mother.

Ha! You're about as much
a mother as you are a wife.

That isn't Tom.

You did something to him.

You drugged him.

I didn't do anything
he didn't want me to.

You're crazy.

Hm! You already said that.

What do you want?

I want what's mine.

I want my little girl back.

I should have never
given her up for adoption,

but they starved me into it.

And I want
the husband I deserve.

I want my own
perfect little family.

Your family.

And I'll have it
once you're gone.

I know I made
a mess of things,

but I always clean up
my own messes.

Listen to me.

Cassie's not your daughter.

We met her mother.

She was a French
exchange student.

It wasn't you.

That's a lie.

Everybody lied to me.

They lied so they could
steal my little girl.

But I'm gonna fix all that
right now.

I can get you some help.

Just put the gun down,

and we'll get
someone to help you.

You move, and I'll kill you.

All right.

All right.

Overcome with the grief
of being such a lousy mother

and discovering that her husband

has fallen in love
with another, better woman,

the pathetic excuse for a wife

with an antidepressant habit

takes her husband's gun
and shoots herself with it.

A tragic,
but fitting end for you,

and a beautiful
new beginning for me.

Don't do this.

I can get you
the help you need,

but if you do this,
there's no turning back.

Well, certainly not for you.

Don't worry, Sam.

I'll explain to them
just how I found you here.

I might even shed a tear.

God knows I've cried
my fair share in life.

Mommy!

Oh, baby, come here.

Come here.

Sam, you here?

Daddy.

After I left here,

I had them run a quick check
on Rebecca Taylor.

Turns out she had no idea
what was going on.

They found a parking ticket
for East Side Hospital

in Karen's car,

which places her there
last evening.

We talked to
some of the folks in charge

and came up with the name
"Margaret Smith."

She's the woman who's been
posing as Rebecca Taylor.

The health care agency

sent someone out here
to check on her,

but unfortunately,
she became the second victim.

She was crazy.

She thought Cassie
was her daughter,

and she tried to kill me.

But why?

You know, it's too soon
to know everything,

but we'll figure it out
in the next few days.

I'm really sorry
this happened to you,

but it's all over.

You're safe now.

- Detective?
- Mm-hmm.