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Previously on Dead Ringers...

I hope you're going easy on my Mantles, Silas.

It's a puff piece. Remember?

It's impossible to explain

this relationship, Silas.

Really.

I have learnt to only want things because you want them.

The center, the pregnancy. What was the point

if you're going to fucking abandon me?

Thought you didn't do this anymore, Elliot.

What Frankenstein shit

are you up to?

You have almost grown a baby

through the first fucking trimester.

Where's your sister?

It's just a shame.

She's my favorite.

Some old lady found in the gutter

on the back roof of that building.

Oh...

She'd been there for ages.

Fuck.

Genevieve,

I've left her.

Beverly.

She doesn't exist.

Beverly!

Don't go.

Beverly.

Hey, Beverly.

Morning, Beverly.

Hello, Beverly.

- Good morning. - If there's anything you need

just press the call button on your bracelet.

And someone will be with you as soon as possible.

You okay?

Yeah.

We're using an advanced form

of telemetry, developed here in our research center.

We can observe mother and baby

without any intervention.

Martha, that's the mum,

doesn't need to be strapped to a machine.

She can move around,

and we can keep an eye on heartbeats,

breathing, oxygen levels

without interrupting the process.

Move onto your back, Martha.

Okay.

Dad, get ready.

I'm right here. You're safe.

Come back to me.

Come back to me.

Come back to me.

Come back.

So, this

is a celebration of Beverly Mantle.

It's a success.

The Mantle Parker Center is officially a success,

and you are at the helm, queen of it all.

Am I making you very uncomfortable, Beverly?

Look at her blush.

Oh, babe.

We were looking at the patient

satisfaction scores.

Everyone is just so happy.

Through the fucking roof.

You are making everyone so happy.

- I... - The award. Beverly's getting an award,

- everybody. - Yay, go, Beverly.

The lab is publishing world-changing research

every single day.

Yay, go, me.

- You're having babies... - Yes.

...with a fucking movie star.

Maybe dial it back a little bit?

Yeah, it's like nothing bad

ever happens at the center,

you know? It's, like, women come in,

and they've lost all hope, and they're so

full of fear and panic,

and you just take it all away.

You just make it all good again.

I don't think that that's true.

Okay, okay, but, you know, if something happens

that's difficult or awful,

there are systems in place.

There's support available. It is all so

instinctual, so bespoke.

It's so fucking profitable.

It's exactly what you wanted it to be,

Beverly.

Yes.

It's everything you ever wanted.

I know.

- To Beverly. - Beverly.

- To Beverly. - To Beverly.

And to the Mantle Parker Center.

All that it is and...

all that it could be.

Here you go.

We want to continue with the rollout

of the Mantle Parker Center.

Three states, early next year.

Build on the success. Keep the momentum going.

- That's very fast. - That was always

the plan. It works.

You agree?

Are you happy, Beverly?

Yes. Yes.

I'm happy, too.

Where's your sister?

Do you have any idea?

You've not...

spoken?

Baby sister.

Baby sister. Baby sister.

- Baby sister. - Are you in pain,

- Beverly? - Baby sister.

That must be causing you pain.

Baby sister.

Come back.

- Or... maybe not? - Baby sister.

Baby sister.

- Baby sister. Baby sister. - Maybe that's the shock?

Baby sister.

Life is better without her.

- Baby sister. - Isn't it?

We need you to do something.

Um, excuse me, I just need one second.

- Beverly, are you...? - Could you just give me one second?

There you are.

Get up.

On your knees.

I'm sorry.

Silas Jordan is about to publish his article.

I want you to know that there was

a version of this article that effectively ended everything.

You, her, the center, Tom's career,

my reputation, Genevieve's

by association.

We tried to fight him on it,

scare the fuck out of him, but honestly,

- he has so much shit. - And of course,

publishing this will effectively un-cancel him.

He spoke to multiple colleagues of yours, of Elliot's,

who say that she takes drugs at work, that she spends

- her breaks in bars... - There's Alabama.

There's this whole...

beautifully written, by the way,

section where he talks about the two of them

getting fucked together in my living room

just an hour before she delivers my nieces.

Do you have any idea how much money

we had to pay my sister just to shut her up?

She started getting all incontinent,

fucking Erin Brockovich on our ass.

He's heard testimony from men who say

she gets them to show her their dicks

while their wives are on the other side of the curtain.

Yeah, I never followed that one.

Like, she gets them?

Like, they're flashing her in her workplace,

and yet, somehow, they're still claiming

that they're the victims.

And there's some dead homeless woman shit that is frankly...

Do you know about the dead homeless woman shit,

Beverly?

Beverly?

All of that might be fine,

might be manageable if we shipped her off to rehab,

kept her fully behind the scenes.

I doubt anyone's got the energy

to bring down a woman as brilliant as your sister

just because of some negative-value homeless woman,

and as for the rest,

most people have a significantly

lower-than-you-might-think "fuck off" price.

Like, we give Joseph ten grand,

tell him we know he screwed a hooker in 2001,

in some kind of 9/11

grief fuck, and would he like us to tell his wife?

And then we just watch his dick shrink.

But it's really the amalgamation of all of it,

and we need you to do something.

No.

Hi.

Hi. Are you okay?

I... really love your show.

- Oh! - Aw.

Well, that's so sweet, thank you.

- Hi. - What's your name?

- Tara. - Hi, Tara, I'm Genevieve.

Yeah, I... Do you think I could...

- Oh, of course. - Um, could I have some

- more water, please? - Oh, hi, you know, actually, the lamb

was not good.

Are you really not coming back to Rabid?

Like, it's such a beautiful animal...

It's a fun show, right?

Are you old enough to watch it?

Isn't it kind of, uh...

...with such a lack of dignity...

I mean, I don't let my kids...

You're my favorite character.

- I can taste that. - I'm going to do this film.

- I can taste shame, you know. - Oh.

It's, uh, in Croatia.

- That's really cool. - Uh-huh.

And then just...

some time at home.

Twins.

That's so cool. That's, like, so exciting.

Thank you so much.

I think your family must be wondering what on earth

is taking you so long.

It was so nice to meet you.

Have a lovely evening.

Bye.

Doesn't that drive you fucking insane?

No.

So, he has enough to shut down the center and start

a lawsuit and put your sister in jail, and...

we decided to engage.

- What does that mean? - We spoke

to him.

We gave him more fuel to set her on fire.

All of you?

- All of you. - Yes.

It wasn't difficult, Beverly.

We need you to make a speech

at the awards.

Silas will be there.

You need to distance yourself publicly,

completely, from your sister.

You need to announce it before he does.

You need to destroy her.

I can't.

You have to.

Beverly?

Beverly... I had to.

She's always here.

She's everywhere, Beverly.

She always will be, unless we do something.

I had to.

Hello, girls. Just saying hello.

Hello.

Hey, it's Mum.

Mum here.

Did you get my call?

We're excited to see you both,

to see what you've been doing this whole time.

Hello, girlies.

It's your mum.

Hello, girls.

Well, here we are.

Please call me.

Your mum misses you.

Your father and I are fine.

Hope you're both well.

Your mum misses you.

Everything's fine, so that's very good.

Hello, girls.

Hello, loves.

Only me, only Mum.

Love you both.

Your mum misses you.

Hello, girls.

Just saying hello.

Hello.

Lily, uh,

has a history of self-harm.

And, um,

last week I-I-I came home and...

We, uh, we-we went to the ER.

I guess, um...

I don't feel like, uh...

Well...

We don't feel like, um...

...she's getting the help, you know, that she needs.

Mm-hmm.

Lily?

I don't want her.

She doesn't want me.

Um... it's just this-this

awful mistake that I can't figure out how to take back,

and I need to take it back.

I have to go back.

To...

before.

To the beginning.

I... I thought I would feel happy.

I thought this would make me feel happy.

I understand.

Nothing's this good.

I know it isn't.

Baby sister.

Come back, baby sister, baby sister.

Are you okay?

Do you know what you're gonna say tonight?

You packed.

- You're leaving. - I'm not leaving,

- I'm going to work. - For four weeks.

And then I will be back.

You're behaving as though it's not

a significant amount of time.

- Behaving. - I'm pregnant.

Beverly.

- I know. - It's my job.

In the context of our relationship.

In the context of what I give up for you,

of what I've given up for you.

What you've given up for me?

Yes, Beverly, I have given up for you.

I... Sometimes...

often, I have given things up for you.

- I've made concessions for you. - Why do people say this to me?

Why do people say they give things up for me?

Beverly, our whole relationship has been about Elliot. Honestly.

I would like for that not to be the case.

I would like for things to be different.

The actress.

I would like for you

to fucking choose me

like I choose you.

The actress.

I would like for us to be happy,

for you to choose

to be fucking happy with me, with our children.

For fuck's sake, why are we here again?

Why am I doing this again?

Please, Beverly.

What are you gonna fucking say tonight?

Hello, girls. Hello, loves.

Only me. Only Mum.

Just saying hello.

Hello.

Hope you're both well.

Your father and I are fine.

Everything's fine, so that's very good.

Hey, it's Mum.

Mum here. Did you get my call?

- Hello, girlies, it's your mum. - Hi.

- Hi. - Please call me.

- You're very talented. - Your mum misses you.

- Your mum misses you. - I'm a writer.

- I've been writing articles lately. - Your mum misses you.

I...

Hello, girls.

Well, here we are.

I've been writing one about the Mantle twins.

We're just getting ready.

- All packed, and-and... - What do you think of them?

Dad had to sit on the suitcase, push all the birthday...

Baby sister. Baby sister.

Baby sister.

Beverly Mantle.

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you so much for this great honor.

My sister and I worked together our whole lives

to get to this moment,

and I'm so grateful.

I'm so grateful to my sister.

My sister is unable to be here tonight. She is...

...unwell.

And she has been for some time.

We haven't spoken lately, which has been painful,

and, um...

Um...

Baby sister, baby sister...

It's-it's recently come to my attention

that... my sister h-has a

pattern of behavior that...

Baby sister, baby sister.

Well, it... it could be described...

...as abusive.

Destructive.

Illegal.

No, not that could be described as, that isn't enough,

that isn't good enough. My sister has been abusive,

destructive, has

endangered lives in the most grave

and frightening manner, and...

The Mantle Parker Center strives to do work that is

groundbreaking but hopeful,

radical but safe,

and the award this evening is a reflection of that, and...

I will do nothing to jeopardize that, so...

...going forward,

Elliot Mantle has nothing to do

with the Mantle Parker Center.

And the Mantle Parker Center has nothing to do with her.

Um, thank you so much, thank you.

Baby sister.

Congratulations.

That was a great speech.

Congratulations on your excellent award.

Everyone is so proud.

It's the Karlovich Award. Yes.

That's the best award. Everybody knows...

the Tonys, the Grammys, the Karloviches.

I'm lying, nobody knows what the fuck you just won.

Is it super important?

I feel like it must be. Congratulations, Beverly.

I'm really so super pumped for you. Great job.

Excuse me, um, could I have some water, please?

Thank you.

- Pardon? - Uh, uh...

Water, thank you.

Sure, no problem.

Water, water, yogurt,

schedule, pasta, pasta, basil.

You know, I really fucking loved

being that person at dinner the other night.

Sort of shiny, right?

And-and lithe

and brilliant and successful.

Like, not being the fucking butt of the joke.

It's such a fucking cliché, right? Like, my wife

doesn't think I'm a fucking loser.

My kids don't look at me like I'm covered in this sort of

damp, moist

layer of fucking pathetic.

And all it took

was to shit all over the most extraordinary

person I've ever known.

And to steal her work and her lab

and everything that she's ever worked for, and...

and hope for her death

so that I can keep being

this reasonably okay version of a human being

instead of just this soup of disappointment.

You know that what you just did will end her.

You know that, right?

You did this.

You started it. You set this in motion.

She would've been fine if you hadn't fucking abandoned her.

Every Elliot fuckup is recoverable if you're there.

Okay, well, this isn't sustainable, Tom.

Yeah, I don't think she knows that.

- I don't think you set her up for that. - She's a fuckup.

- She's fucked everything up for me my whole life. - That is not true.

- Yes, it is. - You know that is not fucking true.

Everything she does is for you.

- Yeah, well... - Everything!

I didn't ask for that.

That is also not fucking true, Beverly.

I know that is, like, the little Mantle lie

that you tell yourselves, but that is just not true.

You are here because of choices that you made, not her.

So, what's your plan?

Hmm?

You're gonna let her rot? Die?

Disappear while you float off

and run your successful birthing center

and have your fucking babies

and live in your house happily ever fucking after?

I was born in the middle of the night

and was so quick to come

that my mother went into shock

and blood was everywhere,

and later

that night she died and I lived.

I was the last of three.

My mother got into the bath.

My brothers thought she looked like a seal.

My father had buckets of ice

he held to her neck, her forehead.

My brothers flicked the light switch on and off,

excited,

unable to sleep, and everyone

was light, was air,

was hope, joy,

until my mother was holding the side of the bath

and blood was on her legs,

changing the color of the water, and...

she must have been trying very hard to remain calm,

remain calm.

Shh...

Stay calm for my brothers who occupied such

small bodies, even though they had to

age very suddenly about...

eight hours later.

They got to the hospital.

Bunny ears in their mouths,

they waited for me to arrive,

expecting to be there for such a long time, and then,

there,

my father is handed

a bundle, here,

a bundle of girl, of baby,

of limbs,

of skin,

blood,

flesh,

organs,

fingers,

and my brothers crowded around, and here,

there,

here I was and...

My father says everyone was kind.

That the doctor who told him

my mother had died...

the doctor who told him

his daughter, minutes old,

had killed his wife...

was very, very young

and that her hands shook.

He found himself looking for that doctor

any time he was in a crowd.

He couldn't tell you why.

You look

very much like your mother.

Well, that's the idea.

Okay?

No.

I love you,

I love you, I love you,

I love you, I love you.

♪ My world is empty without you, babe ♪

♪ My world is empty without you, babe ♪

♪ And as I go my way alone ♪

♪ I find it hard for me to carry on ♪

♪ I need your strength, I need your tender touch ♪

♪ I need the love, my dear ♪

♪ I miss so much ♪

♪ My world is empty without you, babe ♪

♪ My world is empty without you, babe ♪

♪ From this whole world ♪

- ♪ I try to hide my face ♪ - ♪ I need you, babe ♪

♪ But from this loneliness ♪

- ♪ There's no hiding place ♪ - ♪ I need you, babe ♪

♪ Inside this cold and empty house ♪

- ♪ I dwell ♪ - ♪ I need you, babe ♪

♪ In darkness with memories ♪

- ♪ I know so well ♪ - ♪ I need you, babe ♪♪

Baby sister. Baby sister. Baby sister.

Baby sister. Baby sister. Baby sister.

Baby sister. Baby sister. Baby sister.

Baby sister. Come back to me. Baby sister.

Baby sister. Baby sister. Come back to me. Baby sister.

Baby sister. Come back to me. Baby sister.

Baby sister. Baby sister. Come back.

Baby sister. Baby sister. Baby sister.

Come back. Baby sister. Baby sister.

Elly?

Greta?

Elly?

No.

Elly?

Elly.

Elly?

Elly.

Elly.

Baby sister.

I'm here.

Come and get me.

Oh, Elly.

Oh, Elly.

Fuck.

Fuck.

You did it for me.

For us.

They're beautiful.

Well, they're you.

They're perfect.

Where did you come from?

You're so perfect.

You're so deliciously perfect.

I'm so sorry.

What for?

Separation can be a terrifying thing.

Yes.

I think that's it.

I think I'm terrified.

Me, too.

You look very beautiful, baby sister.

So do you.

Elly?

Yes, Beverly?

I don't think I'm capable of happiness.

I've tried so hard,

and I've got

as close as I think I could get.

With all this.

The babies.

You.

Late light, early dark solace,

and your hand in my hand

and the feeling just here underneath my arms,

just underneath my arms,

the feeling of just having been caught.

Do you remember when we were ten

and we went swimming, and I couldn't find you

or you couldn't find me,

and there was just panic, was chaos?

I couldn't get back to the boat

or you couldn't,

and we separated,

and-and we forgot ourselves entirely.

That didn't happen.

No. No.

I...

...keep looking for windows, Elly.

I keep looking for air.

I keep looking for light.

You're it.

- You're it, found you. - You're it, found you.

I have everything I ever wanted, and I can't,

I can't draw breath.

It's a fishhook round my middle pulling me up

when I want to be under.

I can't live without you.

But you don't have to.

I feel something,

oh, so close to happiness, Elly.

I have to climb inside you now.

There was only ever supposed to be one of us.

You always were a better me.

- Don't forget the good part. - Don't forget the good part.

♪ This summer I went swimming ♪

♪ This summer I might have drowned ♪

♪ But I held my breath and I kicked my legs ♪

♪ And I moved my arms around ♪

♪ I moved my arms around ♪♪

I love you, Elly.

Baby sister.

It's time to go home now.

Mm-hmm.

Baby sister.

It's okay.

Help me!

Somebody help!

Help me!

Help! Somebody help!

Let's get them to the NICU.

We need some help.

Beverly.

Beverly, you're gonna be fine.

The babies.

The babies are fine.

Do you know what happened? Can you remember?

My sister.

Your sister?

She helped me.

Elliot helped you? How?

She cut the babies out?

Are you in pain?

Will you let a doctor examine you?

We can do that later.

Where is your sister, Beverly?

Gone.

What do you mean, "gone"?

Gone where?

Congratulations, Beverly.

Yes.

♪ This is the end ♪

♪ Beautiful friend ♪

♪ This is the end ♪

♪ My only friend, the end ♪

♪ Of our elaborate plans, the end ♪

♪ Of everything that stands ♪

♪ The end ♪

- Hi... - ♪ No safety or surprise ♪

♪ The end ♪

♪ I'll never look ♪

♪ Into your eyes ♪

♪ Again ♪

♪ Can you picture ♪

♪ What will be? ♪

♪ So limitless ♪

♪ And free ♪

♪ Desperately in need ♪

♪ Of some stranger's hand ♪

♪ In a desperate land ♪♪

Beverly.

Beverly?

Hey.

Oh.

Sorry.

I was on another planet.

Oh, well, sure.

Sleep deprivation will do that to you.

You had the baby.

- Congratulations. - Yep.

Oh, my God. You had two.

Yep, there's two of them.

You know, the last time we saw you,

you only knew about one.

Oh, my God.

That must have been...

so painful for you. I am so sorry.

You know, we wondered why you never came back.

Honestly, I hope it's okay for me

to say this, but it felt like it gave you so much

to be able to talk about the death of your sister.

It seemed to...

release you somehow.

Where...

Where did I talk about the death of my sister?

You are tired.

Uh-huh.

Where did I talk about the death of my sister?

At the bereavement group in Midtown.

I thought you started coming

maybe a couple of years ago?

Yes.

My sister...

...died.

I know.

Did I...

...talk about how she died?

I don't, um...

Uh, not really.

I think it had something to do with the water?

The water?

Oh, yes.

The water, yes.

That's how she died.

Have a nice day.

Who was that?

Oh, I don't know.

She thought I was my sister.

Beverly.

It's so good to see you again.

Would you like to talk about your sister?