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[♪]

[Dawn] Sending my
baby Christie away

was the last in a series
of horrible things

Grandmother Cutler
had done to me

before she died...

But I got her back.

[♪]

Now I was coming back
to Cutler's Cove,

hoping to banish the horrors
of Grandmother and The Meadows

from our lives forever.

[car radio playing rock music]

[radio turns off]

Christie.

Look at that!

You got her!

Hi, Mrs. Boston.

This is my daughter, Christie.

Hand her over now.

You gotta let me hold that baby.

Ohh!

[coos] Yeah.

The hotel's still so empty.

We thought we'd wait
until you came back

before we reopened.

- Why?
- Well, you remember

the hotel was left
to you in the will?

Yes, but...

I don't know how to run a hotel.

Well, I just guess you're gonna
have to learn then, aren't ya?

[♪]

[shushes Christie]

[♪]

[Clara Jean] Hey, sis.

Grandma tried to get rid of her,

but guess you got
your bastard back.

Aren't you even a
little embarrassed?

Embarrassed about what?

Well, it seems like

you're being passed
from guy to guy.

I mean, whoever the
father of this one is,

and then, before
that, whatshisname...

The guy that you thought
was your brother?

And, before that, Philip,
your actual brother.

I mean, people might talk, Dawn.

I don't care what
people talk about.

I care about that little girl,

I care about Jimmy,
and that's it.

Oh, and by the way,

you ever call my
daughter a bastard again,

and it'll be the last
thing you ever say.

That sounds like a
physical threat, Dawn.

You're a big-time
hotel owner now.

You can't be talking like that.

[chuckles]

You're right. I'm the boss.

Watch your mouth or I'll
have you thrown out.

How's that?

You can't kick me out.

Grandpa's will said

any Cutler can live here
as long as they want.

Well, the will
didn't say anything

about you coming into
my room as you please,

so, get lost, Clara Jean.

Just don't get too settled,

thinking that you actually
own this place, Dawn.

There's always
another shoe to drop.

[Christie cries]

[footsteps receding]

[clock ticking]

[♪]

[testily] Does
your voice work?

I just don't understand
why you're treating me

like a derelict who
walked in off the street.

Did you think you
ought to be treated

like some long-lost princess?

[sighs]

[exhales]

[♪]

Okay.

It's just a hotel.

You can do this.

I just think

it makes more sense to
get an answering service,

or for that matter, a
better phone system.

Um, who do I call for that?

I don't know.
Phone-system people?

Okay, uh... I'll...
I'll look into it.

Can we discuss
something a little bit

- more urgent, please?
- Mm-hmm?

If, next week, someone
orders a steak,

we'll be serving
them an empty plate.

Until the truckers' strike ends,

we need to find a
different vendor

or buy a few cows.

Okay, yeah, I-I will
check into vendors.

Thank you.

Can I just reiterate

that, until you get the
financials worked out,

phone systems and "cows"
are going to have to wait.

We need to open up,
like, yesterday,

or, in three months,
we'll be insolvent.

Okay. I understand.

Just... what does
"insolvent" mean, again?

[thwack]

Dawn!

Randolph.

I have some great news.

Oh, thank God. I can use it.

I found a way to save the hotel

five cents on every four
boxes we've been buying.

This detergent has a
higher density per volume

than this one.

Five cents?

Mm-hmm.

Randolph, do you have any idea

the financial trouble
the hotel is in?

Well, yes! This would
help, wouldn't it?

[unsettled] Are you all right?

I'm perfectly fine, Mother.

I really must share this news
with the rest of the staff.

[♪]

What are you doing out
here all by yourself?

Hiding. [exhales deeply]

I can't do this.

Yes, you can.

What are we talking about?

[chuckles]

The hotel.

It's just... [sighs]

It's too much.

You know, there's no law

that says you have
to run this hotel.

You wanted to sing.

Yeah, but that was before.

We've got Christie now, and...

I want her to have the
stable life that we didn't.

Professional singers
can't have families?

I don't know. It just...

It seems so trivial now.

I-I just feel like
Cutler's Cove is, like...

I mean, if I can get this
place running like it should,

then that is the best
chance we can give her...

and not just her.

For us, too, you know?

And maybe we can get Fern back.

I think...

that, if that's what you want,

let's do it.

You'll have this place

running like a machine
by the time I get back.

[whines lightly] Mm.

Can't you remind the
Army that the war's over

and they don't need you anymore?

You can't leave me now.

One month.

That's it.

Then I'm back for good.

You can hold this down.

In the meantime, I was thinking,

maybe you could
wear something...

that you know that I'm
thinking about you out there?

Dawn...

- will you marry me?
- [blurts] Yes!

Yeah?

- Really?
- Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Yes!

Give me your finger.

[♪]

We've had a lousy past.

Let's make a great future.

[♪]

Mother?

I'm glad to see

you're feeling better and...

socializing.

Dawn, you should know
Mr. Bronson Alcott.

He is a, um... very
old friend of mine.

In fact,

his bank holds the
mortgage on the hotel.

Oh. It's a pleasure.

I hope we're paid up.

Uh... this month, at least.

And the pleasure's all mine.

Um...

forgive me, but do you mind

if I have a few words
with my mother in private?

Oh!

Dawn, there's no need
for privacy with Bronson.

He's been acquainted
with this family since...

well, before we were a family.

Well, it's-it's about Randolph.

He's not...

He's just been behaving
strangely lately.

Yes, he is still
grieving his mother.

He just... he gets like
that sometimes, Dawn.

He'll snap out of it.

What the Devil is
on your finger?

Jimmy proposed.

Jimmy?

Your soldier friend?

My soldier fiancé.

Dawn!

He hasn't got a penny!

We'll be fine.

[gasps]

I don't even know what to say!

I mean, it's bad enough

you turned me into a
grandmother before my time.

Now, now, Laura Jean.

Don't put lines in
your lovely face.

You know as well as anyone

the heart sometimes knows
better than the mind.

Ahem.

So, when is it that you
plan on marrying this boy?

We haven't set a date
yet, but I mean...

I'd marry him today.

Well, you don't plan on going
to some justice of the peace?

We haven't discussed it.

Oh, no, no, no... no.

Dawn, this absolutely
will not do.

If you are getting married,

you're going to
have a real wedding,

right here!

We'll make it a huge event!

Oh! I will take
care of everything!

[chuckles awkwardly]

I'm back.

How's my baby girl?

[♪]

What are you doing here?

I'm just looking after
this little angel,

like you asked me to.

[Christie coos]

[sighs]

Oh! Mrs. Boston,
I'm sorry, I...

for a second, I
thought you were...

somebody else.

Nope! Same old me.

Thank you for looking
after Christie.

[gushes] This baby is
never a hardship for me.

You've grown up so much.

I mean, look at you!

A mother and a businesswoman.

Yeah, and I'm scared
to death of being both.

Oh, nonsense!

When your grandmother took
charge of Cutler's Cove,

she was a lot shakier than you,

and I am certain
Lillian wasn't capable

of anything that
you aren't, my dear.

Thank you.

I did want to ask...

I-I just met one of
mother's friends...

Bronson Alcott.

Do you know anything about him?

Well, I guess I'm the source

of all your gossip
around here, aren't I?

I'm just curious.

They seem to be pretty...

chummy.

Well, I don't know
much about Mr. Alcott,

but I know that
they went way back.

How far back?

Pretty far.

He was always around
here, and then...

I didn't see so
much of him anymore.

About the time that
Clara Jean was born.

[chuckles dryly]

Even as a baby, Clara
Jean drove people away.

[chuckling]

[♪]

[receptionist] Good afternoon.

Welcome to Cutler's
Cove Resort Hotel.

How may I help you?

Mr. and Mrs. Garvey, it's
so lovely to see you again.

- Your room is ready.
- Thank you, Miss Cutler.

It's great to be back.

Mrs. Bradley, please
look after the Garveys.

Room 283.

Oh, Edgar!

I thought we were going
to trim the rose bushes?

Next on the list, Miss Cutler.

Thank you.

Mr. Nussbaum... I was
just coming to see you!

How are we doing on the
Crawford event for tomorrow?

How well could it be coming

when the new mixer
has not arrived yet?

Have you checked
the loading dock?

It's been sitting
there since 9:00 A.M.

I-It would've been
nice if they told me!

Just, uh, give me ten minutes
and I'll deal with it.

Thank you!

[knocking at door]

Yes? What can I do for you?

I'd let you know, but I
think you would blush.

[laughs] Jimmy!

Hi.

That was the longest
month in human history.

Please tell me
you're back for good.

I'm a civilian again.

[♪]

Wow. Look at you.

I curled my hair and
made some changes.

- Yeah.
- Do you like it?

I love it.

That said, you could
probably shave it all off,

and you'd still be beautiful.

Please don't do that, though.

[laughing]

Hey, hey...

Hey, you haven't even
asked about my trip.

That's only because
I couldn't care less.

Dawn. Dawn, Dawn, slow down.

- Hey.
- Slow down.

Listen to me, pal.

We have been here so many times,

and every time, you
tell me to wait.

So, unless you have a war injury

you haven't told me about yet,

it's go-time, soldier.

Dawn...

I-I get it.

- You're not my sister.
- Mm-hmm.

I'm totally past that wall.

Okay.

And now's the time that
I'm very easy to convince.

Now is the time.

It's just...

[sighs]

Listen.

We're getting married
in two weeks...

and we've waited this long.

I just thought maybe we could
do one traditional thing,

when the rest of our lives
have been anything but that.

I just want to do
this right, you know?

[groans]

To punish you

for being the most
romantic man alive...

I'm going to agree to wait.

Wh...

[♪]

[male employee] Please, sir,
let me help you with that.

[Randolph] No, no, no,
no! I told you! I'm fine!

Hey, Randolph, what's happening?

[male employee] I'll take
care of the weapon, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, I've...

I nicked my hand.

Wait, this is more than a nick.

[female employee] We called
the doctor, Miss Cutler.

[Dawn] Thank you, Mrs. Bradley.

It's just only that Mother
loves the ocean so much,

and I tried to clear
some bushes away

to give her a better
view from the cem...

where she is.

Okay, that... That's
fine, Randolph.

Let's get you to a doctor, okay?

Have we met?

[♪]

[gasps]

Sorry. Did I scare you?

What do you want, Philip?

How about a hug
for your brother?

- I hardly ever see you anymore.
- How about not?

Get out of my chair.

You know your father's not well?

Oh, he'll be all right.

He's not right in the head.

He needs to see
another kind of doctor.

[scoffs] Well, good
luck with that.

Like Mother would
ever run the risk

of people finding out her
husband is seeing a shrink?

Look. I have a million
things to do, so.

I know you do.

You're the big boss now.

I mean, me working under Dad,

and you taking over for Grandma.

It's a crazy world, huh?

Is there something
I can help you with?

There is.

Listen.

I know you haven't
been talking to me,

but I was hoping that you and
I could have a fresh start.

Even though I know
you won't forgive me

for things that happened
between us in the past.

"Things that happened
between us..."

That's what you call
what you did to me?

Whatever happened, we're family,

and I'm hoping that, over
time, we can bury the past.

We can't.

I'm very happy for
you and Jimmy, anyway.

In fact, I hope you don't mind,

but I asked Jimmy if I
could be his best man,

and he said yes.

So, I'm gonna be standing
up there with you guys.

Almost like... I'm
giving you away.

Randolph has that honor,

and the only reason
Jimmy said yes

is because he doesn't
know what you did to me,

and I haven't told him,

because I know he would
literally kill you

and spend the rest of
his life in prison.

I mean, the way I
remember things...

Just get away from me, Philip!

I don't want to see your face.

[♪]

[gushing] Hi! Hello! Hi!

[laughs] Oh!

She has her father's eyes.

Please do not bring him
up on my wedding day.

Sorry.

She can have his eyes,

as long as she didn't inherit
anything else from him.

I know you don't like
talking about him,

but have you heard the latest
about the great Michael Sutton?

I do try to avoid his press.

But why?

Did he get knighted
by the Queen?

[laughs] Close.

He got fired from his
last Broadway show

for being a fall-down drunk.

Apparently, he's been
a boozer for years,

and he just can't
control it anymore.

[whispers] Oh, my god.

Yeah.

I'd like to think he's
struggling with his conscience,

but that assumes...

- He has one?
- He has one.

[both laughing]

Dawn?

It's time.

Let's get your dress on.

[Trish squeals quietly]

[♪]

I'll be right outside.

Are you ready to
give the bride away?

Where's Mother?

Randolph.

Don't go crazy on us now.

Your mother is stone-cold dead.

No.

Get a hold of yourself!

No...

it is not right to
begin without Mother!

Ra... Randolph! Randolph?

[huffs in alarm]

He's gonna ruin everything!

It's my fault.

I-I should have known
he wasn't up for it.

Oh, just think... think.

You'll just have to
give me away yourself.

I absolutely will not.

That is not how it's done.

[huffs]

Okay.

All right.

[exhales]

[exhales deeper]

[calmer] You just
give me one minute.

It's gonna be great, okay.

[♪]

[♪]

♪ Ave Maria

♪ Ave Maria...

♪ Ave Maria...

[minister] I now pronounce
you man and wife.

[guests applauding]

♪ ...Maria...

♪ Ave...

♪ Ave...

♪ Ave...

♪ Maria...

♪ Ave...

♪ Maria...

♪ Ave...

[♪]

[♪]

[somber music playing]

[♪]

Hey... what's the matter?

You okay?

[♪]

I'm... I'm fine.

Just...

just seeing things.

[♪]

[both laughing]

Very nice.

Okay.

Ah...

I think we're over
the threshold.

Ah!

Am I a dope for putting
my wedding dress back on

for this?

No.

I think it would
have been bad luck.

[♪]

I don't want to get
your hopes up, but, um,

you, sir, are about to have

the most amazing
experience of your life.

You know what?

What?

I think...

I'm already having it.

[♪]

Dawn. Dawn?

Yeah?

I, uh...

You gotta hear me
out here, okay?

Okay.

I think we've gotta wait still.

[snickers]

Oh, I got you!

[laughing]

[♪]

We're finally here.

I love you, Dawn.

[♪]

Nice view.

Yeah, I'm just people watching.

Mm. Anybody
interesting down there?

Not yet...

but they could show
up any time, anywhere.

You should know, you may
have married a loony, Jimmy.

I know.

Good thing I married you for
your body, not your brain.

I'm not kidding.

I keep thinking I'm
seeing Lillian and Emily.

Like... like,
they're haunting me.

Yeah, they probably are.
A couple of monsters.

I mean, think of the
things they did to you.

You don't just shake
things off that easy.

Yeah? What do you know
about it, Dr. Freud?

Hey.

I was in the service, okay?

I seen guys come
out of combat zones,

I can tell you about haunted.

You're just a little
shell-shocked.

I don't know.

It just seems like

every bit of happiness
I've ever known

gets undercut by some tragedy.

I mean, Randolph killing
himself on our wedding day?

Yeah. Look at Randolph.

He let his mother
haunt him, too.

It took him over.

He let his ghosts win.

You don't have to.

Maybe I just need a little time.

Yeah.

[♪]

[alarm beeping]

[groggily] Mm.

Christie.

Can't you wait half a second
for me to open my eyes?

I'm hungry!

I'm hungry.

I thought I fed you
breakfast yesterday?

That's the crazy
thing about kids.

You have to feed them every
day or they get grumpy.

Okay, come on.

Oh, ho, ho, ho.

[Christie giggles]

[Jimmy] Okay, let's go.

[♪]

Just tell me. What is it?

I know it's gotta be something.

Dawn, you're perfectly healthy.

But how can that be?

Every time I come here,
you tell me I'm healthy,

so why can't I get pregnant?

We've been trying for years.

Sometimes, when your body
is under a lot of stress,

it can be difficult.

Have you been feeling
particularly stressed, Dawn?

Hmph!

Only every day and
night of my life,

if that counts?

Well, then, I have to say,

this one test result
is damn curious.

Because...

you are pregnant.

[♪]

[Christie] Thank you.

Mother, I don't need a party.

Not everything is an occasion.

People get pregnant
all the time.

[scoffs] Well, yes!

But this is...

Yes, I know, I
know... We're Cutlers,

and the Cutlers don't
do anything small.

Well, I'm glad you
finally understand.

Like it or not,

we are in a family that
is in the public eye.

But let's just keep this
a private family thing?

I don't understand.

Any time I try to do
something nice for you,

you shoot it down.

Now, honey, I don't think
she meant it like that.

[Jimmy] Yeah, Laura
Jean, Bronson's right.

It's not that we don't
appreciate the offer...

No, no, no, no, Jimmy,
this is not you.

This is Dawn.

She never once thinks about
something that I want.

God. Laura Jean,
come back, now.

We're all having
such a lovely time.

Why does she always
run off like that?

Grandma just...
doesn't like mess.

We should probably go home, hey?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Bronson, I'm sorry.

I really didn't mean
to spoil things.

Oh, no, no.

It's not your fault.

You know, Laura Jean's just
been feeling a little, uh...

a little poorly lately.

Yeah, I know that
routine all too well.

Uh, I wonder, Dawn,

do you think you could
stay for a while?

There's something I've been
wanting to discuss with you.

It's to do with your mother.

I can have my chauffeur
bring her home.

Yeah.

Okay.

You know, it's funny.

You and I have been
acquainted all these years...

I even walked you
down the aisle,

and yet I don't think we've ever
had a one-on-one conversation.

I guess that's true.

I know you and your
mother have had a...

a strained relationship.

I was wondering if there
was anything I can do

to help the two
of you get closer.

I appreciate that,
Bronson, but...

I think Mother and I

are probably exactly
where we need to be.

Considering the fact that
she willingly allowed me

to be kidnapped as an infant,

I think we're doing pretty good.

I understand.

It's just your mother...

bless her.

She's such a frail thing.

Mother may be many
things, but frail?

She is frail, Dawn.

Her illnesses aren't
always for, uh...

well, theatrics.

You know, since, um,

we're finally having this
one-on-one conversation,

I should tell you

that there's always been
something that's bothered me

about you and Mother.

Me and your mother?

I am intrigued.

Well...

certainly more Mother than you.

It's just...

Randolph wasn't in the ground

for two weeks

before she agreed to marry you.

Something clearly was
going on between you two

while she was still married.

You probably didn't know

that your mother and I
were engaged at one time...

before she ever met Randolph.

I did not.

Mm.

[deep breath]

I had a sister, at the time,

who fell desperately ill.

I found myself in a place

where I had to tend to
her needs before my own,

and, uh...

some years went by.

Well, Laura Jean had every right
to lose patience eventually,

and she married Randolph.

And, for a time...
she was happy.

Yeah, until she
got bored with him

and seduced her father-in-law.

I can see why you'd come
to that conclusion, Dawn.

One thing you should know
before anything else...

Your mother never
seduced your grandfather,

Lillian's husband.

There was nothing consensual

about the night
you were conceived.

[♪]

[Laura Jean sobbing]

Laura Jean!

He forced himself
on your mother.

Sweetheart...

It's okay, sweetheart.

Laura Jean... Laura
Jean, it's okay.

It's okay. Tell
me what happened.

And I was the only one
she felt she could trust.

She knew the police
would be no help.

The Cutler name and money

has too much power
in these parts.

When it was clear for all to see

that Laura Jean was
carrying a child,

she told your
grandmother the truth.

You can imagine
how she reacted...

but in the fullness of time,

they both agreed to
pretend it was Randolph's,

and he was none the wiser,

but after you were born,

your existence was
too painful a reminder

of William's betrayal,

and Lillian had you taken away.

She moved Laura Jean into the
fanciest suite in the hotel,

as if that would be
some consolation.

I would hope

that perhaps you could
judge your mother

a little less
harshly, knowing this.

She should have told me.

Yeah, that may be true,

but I've told you.

Thank you, Bronson.

There's more.

I continued to be a
comfort to your mother...

and then, eventually,

something more than a comfort.

You see, Laura Jean and Randolph

were never intimate
again after that.

But...

she had Clara Jean after...

Yes.

Clara Jean isn't Randolph's
daughter, either.

She's mine.

And...

well, now you know all of it.

But Clara Jean
doesn't... Doesn't know?

Well, no.

I wanted to be in her life.

I think I would have
been a good father.

But Laura Jean begged
me to stay away,

so what could I do?

I did try to be at least
a friend to Clara Jean

as she was growing up.

Well, let's just say

her temperament doesn't
always make that easy.

I know that also.

You know, I am aware

that your mother does sometimes
cry wolf over her health.

It's just... you don't
want to wake up one day

and find out she's
no longer here,

and have lingering regrets
between the two of you.

You are so good
for her, Bronson,

and I'm really glad she has you.

Thank you.

Yeah, it's great. Mm-hmm.

[door opens]

Actually, Dawn just came
in, so I'll let her know.

Okay, talk to you later.

[sighs] Boy, have I got
a story to tell you.

You gotta let me go first.

That was Dad.

Apparently, in prison,

he worked with a private
investigator and...

they found her, Dawn...

Our baby sister.

They tracked down the
family that adopted her.

She's a bit older than Christie.

They found Fern.

Fern, these are the friends
I wanted you to meet.

This is James and Dawn.

[whispers] Well, say "hello."

Hello.

Hi.

Hello.

It's such a pleasure
to meet you, Fern.

Where are you from?

We are from Virginia.

How do you know my parents?

It's a long story.

I got time.

Fern.

It's "I have time,"
not "I got time,"

like a bum would say.

Now be polite.

Mr. Osborne, it's...
It's really all right.

[Dawn chuckles]

You two have any kids?

We have a daughter,
named Christie.

Oh, I like that name.

[Mrs. Osborne] Sit
up straight, Fern.

[sighs]

So, you're really
friends of my parents?

Yeah. For a while now.

So, then why did you just
call him "Mr. Osborne"?

Uh...

Look, we really just
wanted you to meet.

You can say goodbye now, Fern.

- It's really nice meeting you.
- Wait a minute.

Don't go just yet.

Uh, we'd love to ask you

a little bit about
yourself, Fern.

Shoot.

Do you have many friends?

I guess.

I mean, most of them are jerks.

My friend Sheri's okay,
but she has, like,

a thousand brothers and
sisters, and always makes

cracks at me for
being an only child.

Oh, I'm-I'm sure she doesn't
mean anything by that.

Yeah, she does. She...

What's the matter, James?

[chuckles awkwardly] Uh...

Ahem, nothing, nothing.

It's just, uh...

I actually had a sister that
would be about your age.

What's so sad about that?
She die or something?

Fern!

Uh...

yeah, she... she's gone.

[Mr. Osborne] Okay, Fern, you
can wait for us out front.

We'll discuss your
behavior later.

Can't wait.

We had an agreement.

I didn't break our
agreement, okay?

She... She thinks we're friends.

All right, then.

You wanted to meet
her. You've met her.

Now, please don't
contact Fern ever again.

If you're threatening me...

Jimmy, Jimmy... hey.

They're leaving.

Thank you so much,
Mr. and Mrs. Osborne.

Goodbye.

[wind gusting]

[Dawn] It's getting windy.

I think we're in
for a storm tonight.

I can't get it out of my head,

how that guy talked to Fern.

[wind gusting]

Did you hear how
Fern talked to him?

I think she can carry her own.

Do you think there's a way we
could get her out of there?

Jimmy, I think you're just gonna

have to learn to be thankful

that she has a home and
a mother and a father.

And a brother!

I think she deserves
to know the truth.

She is safe and healthy.

We'll see her again.

Yeah... we will.

[windstorm rages]

I better go fix the
tarps on the shed.

You're going out now?

Yeah, well, last storm,
they got tossed around.

It's okay. I'll get
Phil to help me.

[wind gusting]

[♪]

[♪]

[♪]

[Clara Jean] Dawn!
Dawn, where are you?

[door opening]

Hey. You can't just
come barging in!

I just went to my room.

What the hell did you
do with all my things?

What are you talking about?

My room!

Everything I own is gone!

Yes. Um...

I put everything
in Bronson's house.

That's where Mother lives now.

[huffs, bangs glass down]

What gives you the right

to put your filthy
hands on my stuff?

Clara Jean, you haven't lived
here in, like, a decade.

You come once or twice a year.

I-I can't have you
just showing up

whenever you want to
antagonize my family.

You had no right to do this!

This is my hotel...

and I am telling you to leave.

- [Clara Jean grunts]
- [Dawn gasps]

[groans]

[grunts]

[groans]

Why didn't you just stay gone?

[blows landing]

You cursed everybody
by coming back.

Grandma's dead,

and Daddy's dead...

why are you still alive?

[blows landing]

[♪]

[Jimmy] Dawn?

[♪]

Hi.

Hi...

What's going on?

[groans]

You're in the hospital.

You're all right.

Do you remember anything?

Clara Jean...

Yeah.

Listen, Dawn.

I have something to tell you.

It's... It's bad news.

[sobs]

[weeping]

- Um, there's no...
- No!

Permanent damage.

There's no permanent
damage, okay?

You can still have kids.

The doctor said so. Okay?

Why did I think anything
good could happen?

Hey...

look at me.

So much good has happened, okay?

Where's Clara Jean?

Tell me they arrested her.

She disappeared. No one
knows where she went.

Of course, she did,

but that psycho made
good on her threat.

There's always
another shoe to drop.

Yeah, well...

for her sake, she better hope
she never shows up again.

[weeping]

[sobbing] Baby.

[knocking]

Yeah, it's me!

Trisha!

Jimmy called.

I came right down.

[chuckling warmly]

Hi!

I'm sorry.

No, Dawn. Hey.

You don't have to keep
it together for me, okay?

You can cry a whole
lake, if you need to.

Okay.

I guess Jimmy told
you about the baby?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, he did.

He did...

but, uh, he also said

that you're gonna
make a full recovery,

and that you're gonna
have lots more babies,

and that he loves you,
mind, body, and soul...

And I'm thinking,

"Does this guy ever
shut up about Dawn?"

I mean, he could've at least
asked how my flight was.

[laughing] Oh!

Anyway, I'm here
to cheer you up,

for when you're ready for it.

It might take a little
more work this time.

I can tell you about the
new show I'm dancing in,

and how much of an absolute
disaster it's going to be!

- No.
- And if I can laugh about it,

you can, okay?

Really? Really?

Yeah, my money says we
close opening night.

Yeah.

We're gonna get
through this, okay?

Yeah.

I know. Here comes the lake.

I know.

It's okay.

I can swim.

Oh, sweetheart...

I understand how you feel.

I am heartbroken at
losing a grandchild, too,

and I will never forgive
Clara Jean for what she did.

You can't let this destroy you.

No?

Is a sad face not good
for the Cutler brand?

Dawn. Dawn, you know
she didn't mean that.

I realize that I...

haven't been the mother to
you that maybe you deserved,

but if there is one
thing that I have learned

from my experiences,

it's that... [sniffles]

[voice breaks] ...life takes
things away from you...

[steadier] ...but it's how
you handle those hardships

that makes you who you are.

We know you have the
strength to survive this.

Where you stumble,

we both want you to know

you can count on us for support.

Now, you have a husband

and a daughter...

who both love you and need you.

Embrace that.

[♪]

I hope this surprise isn't,
like, a toaster or something,

'cause you've really built it up

with the whole blindfold
and everything.

Okay.

Where am I?

You're at your new house.

This house represents
nearly 10 months

of planning and sweating
and sneaking around.

And I did have some help,

but I'll tell you, it's
been worth it, Dawn...

to make your dream house.

Is this what you've been up to?

Mm-hmm.

I figured we need to get
out of the hotel. You know?

Away from your ghosts.

Finally have a place of our own.

And you can still walk to work.

You like it, or love it?

I can't believe you
did this for me.

I don't deserve you.

Yeah, probably not, but...

you're stuck with me.

To fresh starts...

To fresh starts.

[♪]

[phone ringing]

I've been looking
for both of you.

Why? What's going on?

Fern?

How did you get here?

Oh, hi.

I took a bus.

Okay, a bigger question.

Why are you here?

Because I know who you are.

I found my birth certificate
in my father's desk.

My real name is Longchamp,
and your name is Longchamp.

I already knew I was adopted.

Okay.

Do your parents
know you're here?

No. I just took off.

Okay, you understand,

we'll have to call
them immediately?

No, please don't.

I don't want to go back there.

It's...

my father.

What about your father?

Nothing.

He just...

does bad things to me sometimes.

Fern...

you can tell us.

[breath shaking]

[Fern sniffles]

Hey.

Fern.

Fern, listen to me, okay?

You're safe here.

Dawn and I are your
family, all right?

[♪]

Call the lawyer.

Yeah.

That was fun. Let's
play it again, Fern.

I told you... call me Aunt Fern.

If you don't,

I'm just gonna pretend
I don't hear you.

You're not that
much older than me.

Well, I'm still your aunt.

New game...

Truth or dare? You
have to pick one.

Um...

dare?

Okay.

I dare you...

You know the downstairs pantry

where all the
liquor bottles are?

Hey! No!

Stop.

We were just playing, Dawn.

Well, play something different.

Come on, Christie.

Let's go to the beach.

[♪]

[man] Should we take the
bags from the master suite?

That would be
amazing for us, okay?

You know where that is?

Dawn. We were just
gonna come look for you.

Betty Ann, this is
my sister... Dawn.

[chuckles awkwardly] Hi.

Hi.

Betty Ann, Philip never
goes out of his way

to introduce me to
his lady friends,

so, uh, you must be
something special.

Well, gosh, I hope so,
because we just got married.

We eloped. Can you beat that?

You eloped?

- Mm-hmm.
- I know, it's crazy, right?

I've told you about Betty Ann.

We dated in college.

Um, yeah, that was a while ago.

[Betty Ann] And then we ran
into each other at the reunion

and everything just
came flooding back.

[giggles] Just like
nothing has ever changed.

That's... [words catch]

great.

I-I'm real happy for you guys.

My goodness.

What?

Am I the only one seeing this?

[laughs] Look at us.

We look exactly the same.

[Philip] Huh.

Well...

you're both blondes, I guess?

That's only because you
got me to dye my hair,

but my goodness...

you know, we could be sisters.

Who knows?

Maybe we were
separated at birth.

[laughs]

Well, it was really
nice to meet you.

Um, do you mind pointing out
where the powder room is?

Oh, uh, it's right
in there on the left.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

You, uh, know Mother's
going to kill you.

You're her only son,

and you cheated her out of
throwing you a big wedding.

She lives for stuff like that.

She's gonna love
Betty Ann, and...

just so you know, I-I
never told her about us.

She has no idea you used
to be my girlfriend.

I was never your
girlfriend, Philip.

You sure acted like you were.

All right, listen to me.

The only reason

I agreed to let you
take over for Randolph

is because I didn't want
to have to explain to Jimmy

why I wouldn't let a Cutler
work at the Cutler Hotel,

and you know

that's more for your
benefit than mine,

but one more crack like
that, and the gloves are off.

Do you understand?

Damn. What's eating you?

[loudly] Do you understand?

Yeah.

Whatever you say, boss.

Over $200 in petty cash.

You don't think a guest took it?

Well, I hate to make
any rash accusations,

but this has never
happened before.

I hate to say it,

but the only thing
unusual of late

is that...

Fern's been helping
out at the front desk.

Fern? What do you mean?

She came to me.

She said she was eager to
learn how a hotel runs.

So, I let her help me
with the little things...

but then, yesterday,

she seemed to completely
lose interest,

and that's when I noticed
the money went missing.

I don't have any
proof, mind you, but...

it's just a lot of
money to go missing.

Thank you.

What?

She told you I took it?

No. She said you had
been helping her out,

and that the money disappeared.

I'm asking if you know
anything about it.

Mrs. Bradley's just a damn rat.

You're not answering
my question, Fern.

Why do you hate me, Dawn?

What did I ever do to you?

Nobody hates you, Fern.

Look.

If you took the money
and you admit it now,

you won't be punished for it.

You'll just have
to give it back.

My father accused me of things
I didn't do all the time.

Now you're gonna tell Jimmy,
so he'll hate me, too.

He'll abandon me just
like my real father did.

He didn't abandon you, Fern.

I told you what happened.

Okay, look.

Jimmy doesn't need
to know about this.

I-I just want you to
be honest with me.

So...

you promise you won't tell him?

I promise I won't tell Jimmy.

You just made a promise, Dawn.

If you tell Jimmy what
you promised not to,

I'll hate you forever.

So... did you take the money?

Nope.

[♪]

Come on, Fern! Let's go
see our new bedrooms!

[♪]

I spoke to Mr. Updike today.

The Osbornes are gonna stop
fighting us for Fern, so...

I figured we'd
tell her together.

They don't want her back?

Um...

I think they don't
want her accusations

to be in the public eye...

but they didn't give
a specific reason.

[Fern] Christie, get
out! This is my room!

[Christie] Who says?

I can think of a reason or two.

Come on, let's go see

if the lock on our
bedroom door works.

In the middle of the day?

Babies don't make themselves.

That sounds like a wager to me.

Hey. Wait. Wait.

[♪]

How has so much of my
stuff gone A.W.O.L.?

We moved half a mile.

Explain this to me... How
does stuff just disappear?

Maybe some ants came
and took all your stuff.

I'm just saying

the simplest answer
is usually the truth.

I'm serious, Jimmy.

I'm missing a nightgown.

I'm missing a bottle of perfume,

a few shoes.

You gonna blame Fern?

I didn't say anything
except they've gone missing.

Why is she always
your first suspect?

Why do you always take
Fern's side over mine?

I mean, you see what
she's doing, don't you?

She's pitting us
against each other.

Oh, no, she's
not. She's just...

Yes, she is, Jimmy!
Open your eyes!

Oh, so I'm blind now?

Yes, you are.

When it comes to Fern, you
just see what you want.

Or maybe it's because you
need a villain in your life.

I mean, who is Dawn
without her tormentors?

And maybe it's
finally hitting you

that Lillian, or Emily...
They can't hurt you anymore,

so you blame poor Fern.

[scoffs] Like...

honestly.

Now that, you're
going to take back.

I don't hear you denying it.

[echoing] I don't
hear you denying it.

I mean, who are you

without your
tormentors, anyways?

[♪]

If it were me, I'd take
a strap to that girl.

Didn't you torture me
enough in real life?

[sneering] You'll
never be rid of me.

That doesn't mean I have
to take your advice.

[♪]

Dawn?

I'm sorry, am I
interrupting something?

No, of course not.

What's going on?

[tearing up] It's Philip.

Betty Ann, hey.

It's okay.

What did he do?

I know we don't know
each other that well...

I'm really sorry,

I just don't know
where else to turn to.

That's okay.

He's, um...

[sobs] he's acting
so strangely.

He's disappearing at night.

The other night, I followed him.

He had gone to your old
suite in the hotel...

and he had crawled
into your old bed

and fallen asleep.

In my old bed?

Well, was he sleepwalking?

I don't know.

Maybe, but why all of a sudden?

[words catching]

I-If he's never done it before,

I... I don't know.

Has he been under a
lot of stress recently?

We weren't going
to announce it yet,

but we just found out
that we're pregnant.

Well, there you go!

I mean, that's
gotta be it, right?

A father-to-be having
a hard time sleeping

seems pretty normal to me.

What if he changed his mind?

What if he doesn't want
to have a baby with me?

Betty Ann...

finding out that you're
going to be a daddy

is a big deal.

I am sure it's just nerves.

Mm.

You sure?

Yes! Absolutely.

And hey, by the way,
congratulations!

[laughs] Thank you.

You know what?

You're right. You're
totally right.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Hey. What are
sisters-in-law for?

[♪]

[♪]

Fern.

What?

Inside. Now.

[sighs pointedly]

[door slams]

What do you think you're doing
out there with those guys?

We're hanging out. What?

You're gambling,

and with people much too old
for you to be hanging out with.

[scoffs] I'm also
up ten bucks.

We're just shooting some dice.

What are you, the FBI?

You expect to be treated like
some long-lost princess...

[menacingly] Do
you understand it?

I'm sorry, Fern.

I shouldn't have
grabbed you like that.

Damn straight. What
the hell, Dawn?

[♪]

Are you gonna hug me
and let me apologize,

or you gonna kick me first?

[chuckles]

I was out of line,
Dawn. I'm sorry.

Forgiven.

You found your stuff?

Yeah.

And it wasn't Fern.

I just, uh, misplaced it.

You're packing.
What's going on?

Just a quick trip.

Big surprise when I come back.

I've had enough surprises.

Trust me.

This one's good.

Come on.

[♪]

[thumping at door]

[thumping]

I needed to see you tonight.

Philip, do you have any
idea what time it is?

I'm gonna be a daddy.

I heard.

Shh. No, no, go. Go home now.

No, but did you
hear the best part?

We're having twins.

- Twins!
- Shh.

Okay, you are so drunk.

Go home to your wife
and sleep this off.

[Philip pants]

I still think about you, Dawn.

- Okay, go away.
- Why can't we be together?

Why can't you be my wife?

No. Philip.

Philip, Christie and
Fern are right upstairs.

Dawn.

- Please?
- I love you, Dawn.

We both want this.

No, no, we don't!

[muffled protesting]

Dawn, I know you still have
the same feelings for me.

It's okay. We'll
make our own baby.

Dawn, it's okay.

Dawn, come on, just relax.

You know I like it rough,
but just relax, Dawn!

[Dawn grunts]

[smashing]

[breath shaking]

[whimpers] Dawn,
you're hurting me.

[seething] Get the
hell out of my house.

[♪]

[shard clatters]

[sobbing]

Christie, look.

That's real good, Fern.

I actually know
what I'm doing, huh?

Dawn, you see?

[Jimmy] Daddy's home.

That's all I get, hey?

You were only gone for two days.

Fair enough.

I have a surprise for you guys.

Well, it's not a puppy.

Everybody...

this is Gavin.

Gavin is my dad's son,

which means he's
my half-brother,

and your half-brother, Fern.

Our dad wanted to see you,
Fern, but he couldn't get away.

Gavin, it is so
nice to meet you.

This is Christie and Fern.

I'm Dawn. I'm Jimmy's wife.

Hi.

Gavin, do you want
to play with us?

Come on, Gavin. I'll
show you my room.

- Oh, hi.
- [Dawn laughs]

Dad couldn't come?

No, his parole

wouldn't allow him to
cross the state line,

but he sends love and apologies.

He knew you wanted
to meet Gavin, so...

Cookies!

[door bell chimes]

[door closes]

Who was at the door, sweetie?

It's...

It's your favorite
person in the world.

[♪]

Christie, go to
your room, please.

You are either super-ballsy
or super-stupid

coming back here, Clara Jean.

I could have you arrested
for what you did to me.

Oh, I think you'll
want to hear me out

before involving the police.

Get your miserable
ass off my property.

Well, that's just the thing.

Maybe it's not your
property for long.

You see, my friend,
Charlie, here,

he's a businessman,

and he's had a lot of
legal dealings in the past.

I can tell that by
just looking at him.

Clara Jean explained to me
that your grandmother, Lillian,

always wanted Clara Jean

to run the hotel
after she passed.

[Dawn] Aw, that's
awfully sweet.

So, I suppose I
should just hand over

the entire operation
to Clara Jean,

and then we're done here?

[chuckles drolly]

There's more than one
way to skin a cat.

If you'd rather,

this whole thing
could be settled

with a significant
cash component.

Listen, kids,

I don't have a lot
of fond memories

when it comes to Lillian,

but if there's one thing
I certainly recall,

it's that she wasn't a dummy,

especially when it
came to business.

Lillian wouldn't have trusted
Clara Jean to wash her car,

let alone run Cutler's Cove.

So you say.

But, you see...

Clara Jean's father,
Randolph, was next in line,

and Clara Jean is
his natural daughter,

whereas you... are not.

I told you that I'd make
you pay one day, Dawn.

It's okay to feel bad about it.

Oh... [chuckles] I don't
feel bad about that.

I do feel bad about how
much I'm going to enjoy

the remainder of this
conversation, though.

There's another shoe
that's about to drop.

It's a secret and it...

It's not really
mine to tell, but...

I mean, your "legal
counsel" here

is kind of forcing my hand.

Oh... I can't wait.

The thing is,

Cutler's Cove belongs
to the Cutlers,

and there's only one
Cutler in this room.

Only one legitimate one.

Only one, period.

Your father, Randolph?

Turns out he isn't
exactly your father.

[laughs]

I think you're mixed up, Dawn.

You're the bastard in
the family, not me.

You might want to go run
down and talk to our mother

and her husband, Bronson...

his last name is Alcott.

You have his nose, by the way.

[scoffs]

Nice try, Dawn.

You're an Alcott, Clara
Jean, not a Cutler.

If I'm lying, I will
give you the hotel.

You have a witness
here with Mr. Charlie,

but if I'm not lying,

I never want to see your
hateful face ever again.

- If you think that you can...
- Out. Both of you.

We're done.

[♪]

I know that face.

- It doesn't bode well.
- Yeah.

I just got off the phone

with the principal
at Fern's new school.

Did she kill someone?

They said she's being
disruptive in class,

and not finishing her homework.

She's the new kid.

You remember growing up,
being the new kid, always?

The new kid's always
getting picked on.

She just needs time to adjust.

Okay, you're gonna listen to me.

[deep breath]

You have been making excuses
for Fern for too damn long.

This has got to stop,

if you want us to
have a happy marriage.

Dawn, it's not
about our marriage.

No, we are the adults
in her life right now!

If we don't speak together,

then nothing is going to change.

It's hurting us,

and-and it's certainly
not good for Fern, either.

[Fern] What's not
good for Fern?

We hear you're
disruptive at school.

Who says?

The principal called us, Fern.

You poured glue on
a classmate's hair?

She stuck her tongue out at me.

Why'd she do that?

Does it matter?

Listen. Not everybody's
gonna like you.

That's okay,

but it is your job to
deal with it better.

Is that clear?

Yes, Jimmy. I
promise to do better.

Great.

You can start by
doing that homework.

[♪]

Fern?

[sighs]

[♪]

What garbage are you reading?

What?

[♪]

She lied?

[♪]

Fern, just admit it...
You made everything up.

You had no right to
go through my things!

We spoke to your parents,

and apologized for
the terrible mistake

of believing your story

that you stole from
these magazines.

Please don't send me back there.

I admit I lied, but
they're both so mean to me.

Fern, they are your parents!

You need to be told
"no" sometimes.

That's not being mean.

Listen.

The Osbornes agreed to let
you stay with us for a while.

They think that maybe

Jimmy and I will be able to
get you better under control.

Really?

So I don't have to go back?

If you stop lying...

and stealing.

And any of this bad
behavior, it needs to stop.

Okay? Do you understand?

Now go to bed.

Can I just stay up to watch...

Fern!

You were right.

I was wrong.

But you... you, baby,

have this beautiful
thing called class,

so you'd never rub
it into my face.

Oh...

Oh!

We'll see.

Okay.

[♪]

[phone ringing]

Oh, she's right here.

Dawn? Call for you.

Says he's an old friend.

Dawn Longchamp.

Dawn?

It's Michael.

Michael Sutton.

[♪]

[gulls crying]

[♪]

Christie, this is an
old teacher of mine,

Mr. Sutton.

I can't tell you how nice
it is to meet you, Christie.

Nice to meet you, sir.

[chuckles] Wow.

You're as beautiful
as your mother.

Okay, um, here's your book.

I'll just be a moment, sweetie.

Can I get a soda?

I guess.

[Christie giggles]

I'm only staying a
couple of minutes.

I'm just glad you came at all.

Wow... she is
really beautiful.

Yeah, just remember
our agreement.

She doesn't know
you're her father,

and she never will.

I understand.

It's really good
to see you, Dawn.

I-I heard about your
success with the hotel,

and-and-and you're married!

Yes, very happily married.

Uh... a scotch
and soda, please?

Just a cappuccino,
please. Thank you.

I doubt you remember,

but I think I took you
for your first cappuccino.

Yeah... what a
magical day that was.

I... I wonder if you remember

getting me pregnant
and then abandoning me?

What I did was so wrong
and reprehensible,

but I...

I did fall in love
with you, Dawn.

That was real.

But still, what I did was
cold and unforgivable.

Yes. It was cold
and unforgivable.

Goodbye, Michael.

Dawn, wait. Wait, wait.

Give me a minute.

I don't know if you've
heard, but, um...

I've fallen on hard times.

Yeah, I can see that.

My phone hasn't
rung in a long time,

I haven't worked in years,

and this is very
embarrassing, but...

I was hoping that you
might lend me some money.

On top of everything else,
you're asking me for money?

- Goodbye, Michael.
- That little girl...

She's mine, too,
and I have rights.

And?

And if this went to trial
in some custody case,

it might look like you've
been keeping her from me

all these years.

You know what?

My name might be in
the papers again.

My phone might
start ringing again,

but yours would be
in the papers, too.

And so would Christie's.

[♪]

Once a victim...

always a victim.

Why would you even think
about paying that man?

I would never, ever

pay a blackmailer.

Yeah, well, I make a point to do

the opposite of
anything you would do.

You do?

[laughs] Well!

Look at how you're
running this hotel,

and your reputation
as a tough cookie now.

But maybe, just maybe,

you're successful

because you do many, many things

exactly the way I did them.

I am not a cutthroat monster.

No.

But you're young.

You have plenty
of time to learn.

Her type can never learn.

She's a weak, sinning whore...

forsaken by God.

She was raised by sinners.

She doesn't know anything else.

You can whine for
the rest of your life

about our "mistreatment" of you,

but if you didn't get
anything useful from it,

well, then, that's just a waste

of some perfectly
good suffering.

[♪]

[♪]

I take it that's for me?

Michael, if I give
you the money,

I need some assurance

that you're not gonna
keep blackmailing me.

Assurance?

What? My word?

I've done that in the past

and it didn't pan
out so well, did it?

Do you really think
I'm dumb enough

to put anything in writing?

You have no alternative.

I just thought of
an alternative.

I can just not pay you.

That wouldn't be
very wise, Dawn.

When it comes to you, Michael,
I've never made a wise decision.

Why break a trend?

Do you wanna go to court?

Would you really lie in court?

Well, Dawn...

when it comes to you,
I've only told lies.

Why break a trend?

[man's voice] Dawn?

[footsteps]

Dawn Longchamp?

I thought that was
your voice I heard.

Oh, Mr. Updike!

This is a really good friend
of mine, Michael Sutton.

Michael, this is Mr. Updike.

[awkwardly] It's a
pleasure to meet you.

My lawyer.

Michael here is a big
Broadway and recording star.

Yes. I'm a great admirer.

You probably have
some of his albums.

Well, none of his older
work, but I do have his...

- [tape tears]
- latest recording.

[♪]

I really have to dash.

I'll leave you two gentlemen
to get to know one another.

Michael here can take
care of the check.

My daughter made that for you.

You've changed, Dawn.

You noticed.

[♪]

[♪]

Nothing about this is right.

What are you talking about?

What do you think, stupid?
I'm talking about Dawn.

She ruined my life.

You know what?

I'm going back.

No!

You're supposed to
help me fix this.

Will you just drop
this, already?

I'm getting sick of this!

I'm getting sick of you!

No!

What the hell, Clara Jean?

Help me fix this!

There's nothing to fix!

She beat you!

She's smart, you're not!

She's a worker and
you are a lazy slob.

Who do you think
you're talking to?

Do you know who my family is?

Oh...

you're so drunk,

you forgot you aren't
even one of them.

That Dawn is the Cutler?

You... are nobody.

[screaming]

[splashing]

Clara Jean?

[♪]

[crying out] Clara Jean!

[Laura Jean weeping]

What more is going
to be taken from me?

[sobbing]

[♪]

[Laura Jean continues sobbing]

Are you sure this
is a good idea?

I have one last ghost
I need out of my head.

[♪]

[chuckling warmly]

I thought I heard
somebody pull up!

Luther, I don't know if
you still remember me...

Dawn Cutler?

Of course, I remember!

What brings you
back to these parts?

- Luther.
- Jimmy.

- Nice to meet you.
- Likewise.

Uh, I actually came
to see Miss Emily.

Oh.

Well, she's out
there in the field.

Where?

Well...

I mean, underneath it. Heh.

She, uh, yeah, she...
She went toes-up on us

about three months back.

Oh.

[sighs]

Well, she's lucky she
didn't live long enough

to hear what I
had to say to her.

What happened?

Well, uh...

well, she...

She went and poisoned
herself on accident.

You remember how

she used to make all our
food bitter with vinegar?

Well, that old crow

had herself a hidden
stash of sugar

for her tea at nighttime...

but, that night, she
reached for rat poison

instead of her sugar.

It's the craziest
thing, I tell ya.

I found her the next
morning, skin gone blue...

Lord have mercy, a
terrible way to go.

My God, what did you do?

Ah, I loaded her up
in the wheelbarrow,

dug up a hole, and,
tch, plunked her in!

[chuckles]

The way I see it, she's
the Devil's problem now.

Poor fella.

How did Charlotte take it?

Well, it bothered
her a whole lot more

than it did me, I tell ya.

I ain't danced a jig
since I was a young man!

Heh. I was surprised
I still knew how.

Anyhow,

why don't y'all come
inside the house?

Charlotte would love to see ya.

[door opens]

[calling out] Charlotte?

Dawn!

You came back!

[Charlotte laughing]

Charlotte.

I-I'm just as
surprised as you are.

Wow. I-It's good to see you.

This whole place looks
better than I remember.

Oh, Luther's been busy
sprucing everything up.

Yeah, Miss Emily always thought

making the place look better
was like a sin or something.

I don't know. I
never understood.

But she's gone now, and, uh,

I was thinking about
clearing out the brush

and, you know, planting a
crop of one thing or another.

Yeah, that's a great idea.

This place has
been dead too long.

Please, make it look
like it used to.

Uh, ahem...

uh, Miss Cutler,

since this is your property now,

I was, uh, wondering

if you would mind if I
moved out of the barn

and in here to be...

well, closer to my Charlotte?

Of course, you can...

uh, as long as it's all
right with Charlotte?

It's surely okay with me.

I love Luther.

I always loved Luther.

Emily just never understood,

but she's deader
than a squashed cat,

and she ain't got no say
on none of us anymore.

[Luther chuckles]

As soon as I get back, I'm
going to sit with my lawyer

and make sure you two
both can stay here

as long as you
want, indefinitely.

[chuckling]

Well, we'd be greatly obliged.

I'd also like to offer
a monthly stipend,

if that's okay?

A-A what, now? What's that?

Just some money for
the both of you.

It's okay.

- Oh, no, Miss Dawn...
- No.

Just lettin' us stay on
here is nice enough of you.

Luther and I can take
care of everything else.

Well... if you ever need it...

No.

But God bless you for the offer.

Amen.

[♪]

Do you regret not having a
chance to confront Emily?

You know what?

No.

I didn't need to see her.

I survived both her and Lillian

and, somehow, ended
up better for it.

Yeah, and...

you still have everything

they tried to take
away from you.

I'm not going to let
them haunt me anymore.

They're out of
your head, finally?

No...

but they're only memories now.

I don't think I'll be seeing
either one of them again.

[♪]

♪ I was hoping Long
before I knew ♪

♪ That I'd find
somebody Just like you ♪

♪ I was waiting For
a love so true ♪

♪ So this late-bloomer
Could finally bloom ♪

[Dawn] I think I
finally figured out

how to live the best life I can.

I just have to cherish

the people that
bring me happiness...

continue to be forgiving...

and use life's challenges
as a way to grow stronger.

♪ This is why

♪ There is forever

♪ Drawing circles
Linked together ♪

♪ This is why

♪ There is forever

♪ Just to be together

♪ Just to be Together ♪

I've been thinking.

Oh, no.

[chuckling]

I've been thinking that...

we have everything
we ever wanted.

You, me, Christie...

Fern... God help us.

Why do we need a
child of our own?

Mr. James Gary Longchamp...

[deep breath, sigh]

Thank you for that
perfect introduction.

You're gonna be a daddy.

What?

Really?

[♪]

- No way!
- Yeah!

[♪]

You're serious?

[♪]

- Guess you got
your bastard back.

Aren't you even a
little embarrassed?

- Embarrassed about what?

- Well seems like you're
being passed from guy to guy.

I mean, whoever the
father of this one is,

and then before that,
what's his name?

The, the guy that you
thought was your brother

and then before that,
Philip, your actual brother.

My character in this series
is not the nicest person.

She does take a fair
amount of pleasure

in making life
difficult for poor Dawn,

but I think it comes from
a place of being wounded

as a child.

- Hey.

- Are you lost?

So when Clara Jean
first meets Dawn

it's kind of the opposite
of love at first sight.

They're really not
destined to get along

um, which kind of
gets a little worse

when they find out that
they're actually related

and it's all downhill
from there unfortunately.

- At first when Clara
Jean meets Dawn at school,

Dawn inadvertently
gets her in trouble.

- I think it's
coming from there.

- [Michele] So she
starts out not liking her

for that reason.

She also doesn't like Dawn

because Dawn's the new girl and
she's pretty and she's nice.

Clara Jean's brother, Philip,

clearly likes Dawn from
the moment he sees her,

for just the same reasons that
Clara Jean doesn't like her.

So right out of the gate,
Clara Jean sees Dawn

as competition and she
wants to put her down.

- What gives you
the right to put

your filthy hands on my stuff?

- Clara Jean, you haven't
lived here in like a decade.

- You had no right to do this.

- This is my hotel and I
am telling you to leave.

(dramatic music)

(Dawn grunting)

- Out of these movies,

I think you can expect a
lot of twists and turns.

A lot of reveals.

- Daddy?

- When you think you
know what's going on,

you don't.

- I can't wait.

- Cutler's Cove
belongs to the Cutlers,

and there's only one
Cutler in this room.

- Only one legitimate one.

- Only one period.

Your father Randolph turns out
he isn't exactly your father.

- The Dawn series is
really great for Lifetime

because it really serves up

that journey of human
against elements

and people that are
creating issues for them.

I think it really
is a story of a girl

who has to battle
against a lot of stuff.

- You can whine for
the rest of your life

about our mistreatment of you,

but if you didn't get
anything useful from it,

well then that's just a waste

of some perfectly
good suffering.

- [Michele] So for
a lot of the movies,

Dawn maintains all
those good qualities

that we appreciate
at the beginning.

- Are you all right?

- I'm perfectly fine Mother.

- [Michele] She's a
warm and loving person

and later on in the series

a warm and loving
wife and mother.

But after she meets the Cutlers

and starts to learn
how they behave-

- Wake up!

- [Michele] She gets
a little bit wiser,

and we even see that she
starts to behave in a way

that even Grandmother
Cutler might admire.

- Michael here can
take care of the check.

My daughter made that for you.

- You changed Dawn.

- You noticed.

- [Crew] Take one.

- [Michele] One thing
that we love about working

with Lifetime is you
often get to work

with female directors
and you know

we were so fortunate to get to
work with two on this series.

Linda Lisa directed
the first two films

and then Jackie the next two,

and what was great
on the first two

Linda Lisa really had a vision

for what she wanted the
movies to look like,

and she really felt the
emotion of these characters.

So that was a real pleasure

and she really embraced
the kind of period element.

When Jackie came on
for the next two movies

she inherited these characters

and she really
embraced the insanity.

- I've been looking
for both of you.

- Why? What's going on?

- Whenever you're
dealing with something

that's intimate whether
it's like a love scene

or it involves violence,

I think that you just have
to make space for the actors

to find the performance

and the dynamic
between the two people

so that they are able to
communicate with each other.

- These stories by
V.C. Andrews are books

that people grew up reading.

You could easily
have died out there.

One person actually
said that his mother

used to read it to him.

I went, really?

And so it's just natural
that you wanna see it

because it's such a family saga.

- Where is she?
(dramatic music)

(Dawn sobbing)