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[suspenseful music]

[woman] I will kill you!

[man] Calm down!

[woman] Don’t you dare
tell me to calm down!

[man] How much have
you had to drink today?

[woman] Don’t you do that!

-[glass breaking]
-[man] I will do what I want.

-[gasps]
-[man] I am not having

-this conversation right now.
-[groans]

[woman] Don’t you dare
walk away from me, Matthew.

[Matthew] I will do as I damn
will please, this is my house!

-[woman] I’ll kill you!
-[thumping]

[dispatcher] 911,
what’s your emergency?

Matthew?

Matthew!

Matthew!

[dispatcher] Okay. We’ll send
someone over immediately.

[sobbing]

No. Oh, no.

[sobbing]

[dramatic music]

[phone rings]

This is Nicole.

Jack, how are you?

A plea deal?

You must be joking.

Involuntary, time served.

Great.

Send the paperwork
over to my office

and we’ll have it wrapped up
by the end of the day.

[phone beeps]

I’m getting another call,
I gotta run.

Just send them over. Bye.

-[phone beeps]
-This is Nicole.

[woman] Nicki.

Riley?

-[sighs]
-[indistinct radio chatter]

Matthew’s dead.

Wait, what? When?

Last night.

[Nicole] Oh, my God, Riley.

They’re saying...

They’re saying
that it was murder.

Matthew? Murdered?

The cops have been here
all morning.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Look, I know how you feel
about coming home--

If you knew, you wouldn’t ask.

I need you, Nicki.

I feel so alone.

Look, even if I wanted
to come back, I can’t.

I just finished up a big case.

My desk is covered
with five months’ backlog.

Who else am I supposed to call?

What about Mom?

How’s she doing with all this?

She’s the one
that they arrested.

[reporter]
The Beverly Hills resident

was charged with murder

after the vehicle she had been
driving struck and killed

20-year-old USC student
John Clayton last year.

Defense attorney Nicole Ray
held a press conference

following yesterday’s verdict
of not guilty.

What happened to John
was an unfortunate

and horrible accident.

But I stand here
today heartened by the fact

that the jury decided
not to compound that tragedy

-by depriving the community--
-Hello, ma’am.

[Nicole] --of a wife and mother.

Not to mention a philanthropist
who has done so much

for the city of Beverly Hills.

[man] May I help you
find your seat?

[woman on PA] Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

We’d like to welcome you onboard
flight number 100...

Excuse me.

Are you that lawyer, from TV?

Yes. Actually, I am.

I think it’s horrible
what you did.

That woman should’ve gone
to prison

for killing that nice young man.

Shame.

It was lovely to meet you.

-[airplane engine humming]
-[dramatic music]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Nicki.

Hi.

Oh, God.

-How are you?
-Hmm?

I know it wasn’t easy
for you to come here.

-You have no idea.
-But thank you.

So what are we
looking at exactly?

Well, it all started
when the neighbors called 911

’cause they overheard, um,
Mom and Matthew arguing.

Please don’t tell me
she’s drinking again.

Dammit, Mom.

The cops said they found her
standing over his body...

at the bottom of the stairs.

Let me guess.
She doesn’t remember.

No.

Look...

I know she can be
a handful, but...

you don’t think
that she could’ve...

actually killed him, do you?

Has she talked to anyone yet?

Yeah, she’s been in there
with Charlene all morning.

Charlene McManus?

Deputy Charlene McManus.

I told you.
She really needs your help.

[breathes deeply]

And if I asked you
for one good reason

why I should risk
my reputation on that woman?

Because you’re not doing it
for her.

You’re doing it for me.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Please?

[indistinct radio chatter]

I’d better get in there

before she buries herself
any deeper.

My name is Nicole Ray.

I’m here on behalf
of Katherine Rafferty.

And you are?

Her lawyer.

[dramatic music]

[door opens]

[knocks on door]

Yes?

Her lawyer is here
to talk to her.

Now?

Your lawyer’s here.

I didn’t order a lawyer.

No.

If you don’t mind,
I need a few moments

to confer with my client.

That won’t be necessary.

And if you would,
a copy of her file.

I’m confused.

Are you her attorney or not?

-She is not.
-I am.

She’s all yours.

[exhales deeply]

What happened, Mom?

I can’t help you
if you don’t tell me

what’s going on.

Didn’t ask for your help.

[Nicole] They’re gonna
charge you with murder.

You could be looking at life
with no parole,

and that’s assuming the DA
doesn’t seek the death penalty.

Are you even listening to me?

Mom!

What do you want me to say?

That I’m so blessed
the famous Nicole Ray

took time
out of her busy schedule

to come down here and help dig

one of the little people
out of trouble?

Why are you here?

I promised Riley.

Ah. Your sister. Hmm.

Silly me.

Here I thought
I was the one in trouble.

Did you kill him?

You did not just ask me that.

It’s a yes or no question, Mom.

Look, I’m aware
of how you feel about me--

[scoffs] That would be a first.

--but to accuse me
of something like that?

Yes or no!

Go to hell.

I don’t need this.

[Kate] Makes two of us.

Nice to see you, too.

-[door slams close]
-[dramatic music]

-[Riley] Nicki--
-No.

I can’t force someone
to hire me.

-You know she’s stubborn.
-I’m sorry.

It was a mistake
to get your hopes up.

Can you try again?

You do know the definition
of insanity, right?

Yes.

For what it’s worth,
I’m sorry it didn’t work out.

Okay. Well, do you have
to leave right away?

Ri.

Can you at least wait
until after Matthew’s wake?

It’s gonna be small,
just a few people at the house.

When?

Tomorrow?

-Ms. Ray?
-Yes?

The Deputy asked me
to give you this.

The paperwork you requested.

Great. Thanks.

Please?

Fine. But just until
after the wake.

Then I’m gone.

How about I give you
a lift back to Mom’s house?

I rented a car.

Besides, I am not staying
at that house.

She’s not even gonna be home.

I’ll give you a call as soon
as I get settled, okay?

Promise.

Hmm. It is good
to see you again.

[neon light buzzing]

[suspenseful music]

[exhales deeply]

[suspenseful music]

Dammit, Mom.

[rock music]

[sighs]

For crying out...

[rock music]

Hey, some of us
are trying to think in here!

[man] Go to hell, lady!

Yeah, you, too.

[rock music]

[suspenseful music]

[Nicole sighs]

[dramatic music]

Hey. Hi, it’s Nicole.

Yeah. Listen,
could you do me a favor?

Could you tell me
what the temperature was

in Eastborough
night before last?

About 10:30.

Really?

No, I don’t miss
the humidity at all.

Thank you.

You, too.

Bye.

[phone beeps]

[dramatic music]

[siren wails]

-Thank you.
-Sure.

[elevator bell dings]

Nicki?

What’s wrong?

I’ve been going
over the police reports.

-And?
-I don’t think

they were alone.

What do you mean?

The night Matthew died.

I think there was someone else
in the house.

How do you know that?

The windows in the photo.

Look.

-They’re closed.
-Exactly.

But Mom never close the windows
in the living room

because the house doesn’t have--

Doesn’t have central air.
Exactly.

So why were they closed
the night Matthew died?

Someone else did it.

Exactly.

And whoever it is,
is setting Mom up for murder.

[birds chirping]

This is all problematic

-right here for--
-[knocks on door]

-Excuse me?
-You’re fired.

Who do you think you are?

Her attorney.

Just ignore her, Chuck.

-She’s with me.
-Don’t worry.

I’m sure there’s plenty
of ambulances for you

to chase down at County.

Excuse me?

She’s already been set up
for murder.

She doesn’t need to be
sent up the river too.

[sighs]

Had enough of these
dead end cases anyway.

Enjoy the loss.

You made the headlines.

Congratulations.

There goes
your impartial jury pool.

Why are you still here?

Riley said you were leaving.

Because as much
as it pains me to admit it...

you need me.

[scoffs] I needed you
10 years ago.

Funny. I could say
the same thing about you.

Oh. You’re just like
your father.

He never knew
when to quit either.

But he did know
not to close the windows.

-What?
-In the summer.

We always left the windows open.

Oh, of course.

The house doesn’t have
air conditioning.

Exactly.

So why were they closed
the night Matthew died?

And since Matthew was lying
at the bottom of the stairs

at the time,

I’m guessing he didn’t
close them either.

Are you saying
it wasn’t just a fall?

I’m saying,
what if the police are right?

What if someone did
push him down those stairs?

It just wasn’t you.

Who was it then?

The same person
who closed those windows,

probably when they used them
to leave,

which would explain
why the doors

had remained locked
from the inside.

Wait. How do they know
who used my door?

Unfortunately for you,
one of the few things

Matthew did to update the house

was installing smart locks,

which means they know
any time someone came in

and if anyone went out.

Matthew did that for Riley.

She kept forgetting her keys.

I was stupid myself.

Yeah, well,
it doesn’t help your case

until you consider the window.

I don’t remember there being
anyone else in the house.

Your blood alcohol
content was .23,

so I doubt you would’ve
remembered your name.

I had one bad night. One.

Be honest. You’ve had a lot
of bad nights over the years.

Over the years, yes.

But I had changed.

Maybe if you had
stayed in touch,

you would’ve known that.

So what am I supposed to do?

-Hire me.
-[sighs]

Now, we can file a petition

to see what fingerprints
they pulled off the windowsill.

That’ll at least find
the last person who touched it.

Can’t the public defender
get that information?

Who, Chuck?

It’s too much work. No.

He’ll just make a plea deal
and move on

to the next charity case
who needs a lawyer

to do the bare minimum.

Well, if it’s bad
as you say, maybe...

maybe I should make a deal.

Sure.

If you feel like you’ve thrown
your life away enough already.

Well, what would I be
looking at?

-Life in prison.
-As opposed to?

Death.

And as tempting
as that sounds...

I owe Riley her mother back.

"Her" mother?

Admit it.

You need me, Mom.

[dramatic music]

I’d ask you how it’s going,

but I know you two all too well.

Look, I don’t know how,

but I’m gonna scare up
another suspect

for Matthew’s murder.

I like your mother, Nicki,
I really do,

but between the argument,

the threat of violence,
and her claim not to remember.

Lucky for her,

unwinnable cases
happen to be my specialty.

[sighs]

You should know,
officially the Chief

wants to close the case.

And unofficially?

[sighs]

I’ll take a look if you do.

I appreciate that.

Now, if you’ll excuse me,
I have a wake to attend.

[dog barking]

[indistinct chatter]

I was starting to worry
you weren’t gonna make it.

How’s Mom?

As warm and welcoming as ever.

I have no idea
how you ever lived with her.

She changed.

Matthew was a good influence.

No one’s that much
of a miracle worker.

[scoffs]

Well, maybe if you visited
or, I don’t know,

called every once in a while,

you would be able to see that.

It’s easy for you to say.

She didn’t stumble in drunk
to your high school graduation.

You didn’t almost miss
your college interview

because she was out
busy getting a DUI.

Okay.

Fair enough.

Let’s just focus on Matthew
for the afternoon.

Deal?

I’ll be honest,
I barely knew him.

Well, let’s change that.

Yeah.

-Okay.
-I’ll introduce you.

Come on.

Sadie.

This is Sadie.

Sadie, Nicki.

-Nicole.
-Oh,

the other stepdaughter.

-[scoff]
-Sadie works at the tavern.

Uh-hmm.

I’m sorry for your loss.

He was a very kind man. And...

he always spoke
so highly of you.

-Really?
-[Sadie] Big time lawyer

from the big city.

Every time news
of one of your cases

hit the internet...

he must’ve shared it
with the whole town.

That’s sweet.

Uh-hmm.

Well, it was so good
to finally meet you.

It’s nice to have a face
with the name.

I don’t know
any of these people.

Okay. Um...

that’s Pastor Atkins.

He preaches at the church
that Matthew took Mom to.

Hmm. Mom went to church?

Sang on the choir.

They both do.

Well, did.

Um...

you remember the neighbors
from up the street.

Um, that’s Frank.

Frank and Matthew used to play
pickle ball together

every Saturday morning.

-Seriously?
-Yeah.

Matthew was actually
really good.

He has a trophy upstairs.

Hmm.

Wyatt, Matthew’s brother.

Wyatt.

Hi, I’m Nicole.

The golden stepdaughter.

Yet now here you are,
defending his killer.

We’ll just have to see
what the jury says.

I don’t have to wait.

I know she’s better off
where she is.

Excuse me,
I’m gonna go get a drink.

You must be Nicole.

I am.

Kirk Holloway.

I was your dad’s, uh...

I’m your stepdad’s
business partner.

-Hi.
-Matthew said

you’re quite the lawyer,

even if your choice
of clients is...

-questionable.
-Hmm.

Frankly, Mr. Holloway,

my choice of clients
is my business.

I’ll respect that.

Not a fan of your own whiskey?

[chuckles] Yeah.

I never actually had
a taste for it myself.

Hmm.

I was just looking for an excuse
to get a minute to myself.

I know the feeling.

It’s a bit awkward, huh?

Being here, in this house again

after...

you know...

for your mother
to do something like that--

She hasn’t been convicted
of anything.

Are they looking
at other suspects?

Why? You got someone else
in mind?

You know...

Matthew used to tell me
about the fights

that he and Kate were having.

They were happening
more frequently,

getting more volatile.

He was becoming concerned.

About my mother?

About all of it...

her temper, her drinking.

I can’t stop thinking...

maybe if I had
said something sooner.

I’m gonna say hi to some people.

-Uh-hmm.
-Sorry for your loss.

I see you met Kirk.

-Odd duck.
-Yeah.

He seems pretty convinced
Mom’s guilty.

Yeah. Well,

she wasn’t really
fond of him, either.

-Oh?
-[Riley] Everybody knew

that the distillery
was Matthew’s baby.

So what does that make Kirk?

Overpaid math nerd.

[chuckles]

Anyways, anytime the distillery
actually showed a profit,

the expenses had a convenient
way of suddenly growing.

And you think the overpaid
math nerd is the culprit.

I mean, hell,
if it was up to him,

they would’ve
cashed out years ago.

Hmm.

Now, one of us
should make a speech

before it gets too late.

I told you, I barely knew him.

Okay. Well, only one of us

is a professional shyster, so...

I’m assuming that was
supposed to be a compliment?

Always.

[chuckles]

My sister and I would like
to thank you all

for being with us here today.

When your father dies of cancer

while you’re young, it was easy

to assume that no one could
ever follow in his footsteps.

And then, mom met Matthew,

kind, supportive, funny.

The kind of positive influence

that could make
a real difference

and he was more than
just mom’s new husband.

He was an important part

of the community.

An entrepreneur,
part of the church choir,

and as I hear it, he had quite
the backhand at pickle ball.

[chuckles]

More importantly, however,

he was a father figure.

And I’m sure,
if he could see us now,

he’d be smiling,

feeling all the love,

and appreciation in the room.

And...

I know my mother wishes

she could be here
to thank you all in person, too.

Anyone who knows
this family knows

that my mother and I have had

a challenging relationship.

So, despite whatever issues
the two of us might have,

as both her daughter
and attorney,

I’d like us all to remember
she’s still a grieving widow,

mourning the loss
of her husband.

And so, on behalf
of the entire family,

I’d like us all to raise
a glass of Matthew’s very own

Rafferty Rye...

to his memory.

We love you and we miss you.

May you rest in peace.

[dramatic music]

Seriously? What do they think,
I’m gonna make a run for it?

I wouldn’t recommend it.

[sighs] Makes them
feel powerful.

She’s just doing her job.

What she should
be doing is looking

for who
really killed my husband.

This is just
a preliminary hearing.

No one’s on trial yet.

Hopefully,
it won’t even get that far.

-"Hopefully?"
-Knowing these small towns,

my guess is we’ll get
a prosecutor

used to chasing taggers
and shoplifters.

Is that...

Bobby? You didn’t tell me
he still lived here.

You never asked.

So, District Attorney.
Impressive.

Yeah. What can I say? Some of us
opted for the small pond.

Which is why I’m surprised you
actually took your mom’s case.

Everyone’s entitled
to a decent defense.

That they are.
And from what I hear,

you charge quite a pretty
penny for it, too.

Well, if you’re interested,
I can always put in a good word

-for you at the firm.
-Well, unfortunately,

I’d like to see criminals

pay for their crimes
and not their attorneys.

And I prefer to see justice
reserved for the guilty,

not the innocent.

Same old Nicki.

Guess some things never change.

[chuckles]

All rise.

-Good morning.
-Good morning, Your Honor.

Good morning, Your Honor.

No, stand up.

We have gathered here
for the arraignment

of Katherine Rafferty.

Ms. Rafferty,

in pursuant to penal code 19.01,

you’ve been charged
with a class A felony.

Murder in the first degree

in the death
of Matthew Rafferty.

Counselor, has your client
read the criminal complaint?

-They have, Your Honor.
-And are they aware

of the mandatory
sentencing requirements

should they be found guilty,

which is no less
than life in prison

without
the possibility of parole?

They are.

Very well.

Ms. Rafferty,

in the charge
of first degree murder,

how do you plead?

Not guilty.

[crowd groaning]

-[man] What?
-[woman] Really?

-[gavel bangs]
-Order.

A little louder, if you please.

Not guilty.

Very well.

The trial is set for...

9:00 AM,

Monday the 25th,
three weeks from today.

Your Honor, the defense
moves to request bail

for the defendant
until the trial.

The People object, Your Honor.

Your motion is denied, Ms. Ray.

Then the defense moves to
request that the defendant

be placed under house
arrest until the trial.

Also denied, Ms. Ray.

Now, if there are no further
matters to be discussed,

this hearing
is hereby adjourned.

[gavel bangs]

All rise.

It’s good
to see you again, Nicki.

Looks like you’ll be seeing
even more of me now.

[dramatic music]

So now what happens?

Now, we get started
on your defense.

♪ Saturday night

♪ And I’m ready
to [indistinct] ♪

♪ Headin’ down the 405

♪ Headin’ down
to the [indistinct] ♪

-Thanks.
-[Sadie] Sure.

[singer] ♪ Head down
the 405 [indistinct] ♪

♪ Out the rainbow
to [indistinct] ♪

So, I see your taste
in fine dining hasn’t changed.

When in Rome.

[laughs]

So what are we drinking?

Club soda.

Okay.

I’ll take a beer.

You got it, hun.

Thanks. As much as I’d love
to sit and reminisce,

I have a trial to prepare for.

What are you really
doing here, Nic?

She’s my mother.

So in other words,

you think this little
altruistic exercise

in futility will somehow
make up for years

of hatred and resentment?

And she’s innocent.

Okay. We both know
that’s not true.

-You know what your problem is?
-I only have one?

-Self-confidence.
-Funny.

I was gonna say
the same thing about you.

Marital spat,

heat of the moment,

I could see
involuntary manslaughter.

Maybe even second degree.

But murder in the first?

She threatened to kill him.

She was drunk.

Doesn’t mean she didn’t mean it.

I think I know my own mother.

She tell you anything
useful about that night?

You know me better than to ask
something like that.

I just wondered if she happened
to mention the distillery.

Matthew’s distillery?

Her distillery.

Oh. You haven’t reached
that part of your discovery yet.

Well...thank you.

Lucky for you,
I’m in a sharing mood.

I’m all ears.

Six weeks ago, Matthew Rafferty
amended his will,

cutting his partner
out completely.

Kirk?

That leaves everything
to your mother.

Including the distillery.

So, she gets a new business
and he files for unemployment.

It’s a small town
craft distillery.

By the time you deduct expenses,

Kirk’s unemployment check
is probably worth more.

You’re right.
The distillery was losing money.

But the land that the distillery
was sitting on?

-That’s a different story.
-Oh?

And the rumor is,
Matthew was in the process

of selling it to a developer
when he passed.

And how much would
a property like that go for?

Ballpark? 1.5.

That’s a hell of a ballpark.

That’s a hell of a motive.

Your turn to share.

Shoot.

You ever regret
what happened between us?

The relationship?

Leaving.

We occupy two different worlds.

We always did.

It just took
my leaving to realize it.

Well, like you said,
you have a trial to prepare for,

so I’ll leave you to it.

It was nice seeing you.

Well, tell your mom I said hi.

Uh-huh.

[singer] ♪ When the stars
all come out... ♪

It’s Nicole.
I was just wondering,

have you got any results back

on the fingerprints
on the window?

Anyone other than my mother?

Not in the system?

Uh-hmm.

And what about the autopsy?

Is it possible
that those injuries

could’ve been caused by a...

I don’t know, maybe he fell?

[sighs] Dammit.

No. This is absolutely
not good news for my case.

Thanks, anyway.

[dramatic music]

[security buzzer buzzes]

When were you gonna tell me
about the distillery?

The distill...what?

My husband had just died.

I didn’t think
that was important.

Do you expect a jury
to believe that?

-It’s the truth.
-It’s a motive!

You honestly think
I would kill my husband

for a tiny craft distillery?

No. But you might
for $1.5 million.

Matthew handles
all of that stuff.

Besides, it was Riley’s idea
to change the will.

She never trusted Kirk.

Look, if this is gonna work,
you and me,

we’re gonna have to do
a better job at communicating.

Well, I was all set
to go with the public defender.

Are you really so proud
that you can’t even recognize

when you need help?

Or is it you’re so proud

you think everyone needs you?

Well, I guess the apple
didn’t fall too far

from the tree then, did it?

[chuckles]

[sighs] Yeah, you’re right.

But seriously, Mom.

You can’t hold anything back,

no matter how insignificant,

how inconsequential
you think it is,

I need it all.

Promise?

-Promise.
-Good.

Because this will pours gasoline

all over our dumpster
fire of a case.

What about those fingerprints?

They weren’t a match
for anyone in the system.

And the autopsy showed

that the fall
was not accidental.

Oh. Great.

Mom, I have to ask.

Did you push Matthew
down those stairs?

-Of course not!
-Did you do anything

that might’ve
inadvertently caused him

-to fall down the stairs?
-No!

Would you even
remember it if you had?

You think I’ve forgotten
what it was like?

When you start drinking at lunch

and forget to pick me up
from school?

When you’d be out all night long
and then you’d come home

and forget
how you even got there?

Because I sure as hell have not!

So do you actually
think I’m capable

of something like that?
You’re my daughter!

No, I am your lawyer!

Fine.

If you don’t believe me,
maybe the court will.

What are you talking about?

When I take the stand,

I will just tell them
I passed out on the couch,

I don’t know what happened
to your stepfather.

You don’t seriously think
I’m gonna let you testify.

I have every right
to clear my name.

You get up on that stand,

it’s like handing
Bobby O’Donnell a loaded gun!

I’ve got nothing to hide.

They will find something.

And when they do,
they will crucify you!

-How do you know?
-Because that’s what I would do.

[dramatic music]

[Riley] If it was up to him,
they would’ve cashed out

-years ago.
-[Nicole] No,

but you might for $1.5 million.

[Kate] What about
those fingerprints?

[Nicole] They weren’t a match
for anyone in the system.

Did you push Matthew
down the stairs?

[Kate] Of course not!

[Nicole] Did you do anything
that might have,

inadvertently, cause him
to fall down the stairs?

[Kate] No.

[dramatic music]

[water gushing]

Could you tell Bobby,
Nicole Ray is here to see him?

Sure. Have a seat.

[Bobby] You just couldn’t
stay away, could you?

Maybe I was just curious to see

what Eastborough’s
District Attorney’s office

actually looked like.

Hmm, cushy,

although, the view
is probably not as nice

as the one from your high-rise.

Who said my office
was in a high-rise?

It’s not?

No, it is.

I was just curious.

Well, you really
wanna be impress?

Come on back.
I’ll give you the tour.

This is where the magic happens.

Wow.

So why are you really here?

You’re not gonna offer me
a cup of Sanka first?

Let me guess, you asked
her about the inheritance

and now you realized
you took on a losing case.

I asked about the inheritance.

And now, I’m about to poke
some serious holes in your case.

[chuckles] Good luck with that.

I need the witness statements.

The reports
were in the discovery.

-I want the actual transcripts.
-Why?

You already know
they’re harmful to your case.

That’s not up to you
to decide, is it?

[sigh] Didn’t your mother

ever tell you
not to ask questions

you don’t wanna hear
the answers to?

Hmm, must have slipped her mind.

Helen and Herald Mullins.

There.

That wasn’t so hard, was it?

You should know
that I’ve secured convictions

on less than the piece
of paper in your hand.

Then I’m sure you won’t mind
if I reach out and verify

the information in here.

Wait. Did you just accuse me
of doctoring their testimony?

Please,
don’t be so sanctimonious.

You wouldn’t be the first
district attorney

to bend the rules to win a case.

And you wouldn’t be
the first defense attorney

to shield their client
with a smoke screen of red tape.

I guess we’ll just have
to find out, won’t I?

Fine. You wanna talk
to them, be my guest.

Although, I should warn you,

Helen wasn’t necessarily
the biggest fan of your mother.

Sounds an awful lot
like biased to me.

You don’t need me to remind you

how difficult
your mother was to love.

No. That’s right, I don’t.

Hmm, did I strike a nerve?

Thanks for the file.

Anytime.

-Did you forget something?
-Isn’t this the moment

when you wish me luck
and tell me

how much I’m gonna need it?

Would it change your mind?

Not an inch.

Then I won’t waste my breath.

[doorbell rings]

-[Helen] Who is it?
-Helen Mullins?

My name is Nicole Ray.

I’m representing...hi.

I know who you are.

[Harold] Hon, who is it?

Kate’s daughter.

You can call me Nicole.

Wanna come in?
I just made some coffee.

I only need
a moment of your time.

We’ve already told everything
we know to the police.

Yes, I’ve read the transcripts
of your conversation.

Then why are you here?

Have you seen this man?

You two happened to be
the only witnesses we have.

Unfortunately,
we’re not too keen

on sticking our noses
where they don’t belong.

Is that why you called
the police the other night?

Because you didn’t wanna stick

your nose
where it doesn’t belong?

I called the police
because I was concerned

for Matthew.

Not that it did much good.

They were fighting.

[Helen]
They were always fighting.

Can you just take another look?

Please.

Have you seen
him around the house?

[Helen] Kirk? Sure.

He and Matthew worked together.

-What about the night he died?
-No.

It was just Matthew
and your mother.

You mean it was just
the two of them

that you could hear?

Thank you for your time.

You know,
now that you mention it,

there is one thing.

I do remember hearing
her shout that night.

And what was that?

She said,
"I’m going to kill you."

[sigh]

[dramatic music]

Ms. Ray?

Harold?

Please, forgive my wife.

She means well,

but sometimes she can be
as stubborn as an ox.

[laughs] I know the type.

Now, you didn’t hear
this from me,

a couple of months back,

I was mowing the lawn,

your mother was at work.

Let’s just say that,
um, Matthew wasn’t alone.

Another woman?

Was Matthew having an affair?

I-I didn’t ask.

You’re the first
and the only person

that I mentioned this to.

I don’t suppose you have a name?

[sighs]

Could you at least
tell me what she looked like?

A little younger than your mom,

blonde hair.

If my mother had found out,

that certainly
would’ve given them

something to fight about.

Yes, it would.

Yes, it would.

Good luck.

[camera shutter clicks]

Thank you.

[camera shutter clicks]

Are you crazy?

You threatened to kill him?

I was angry! I didn’t mean it!

You didn’t mean it
when you said it

or when you actually did it?

I don’t even remember saying it.

Unfortunately for you,
your neighbor does.

And I’m sure
she’ll be more than happy

to share it with the jury.

Yeah, that sounds like Helen.

Along with Matthew’s affair.

They know about that?

So you did know?

Yeah.

You seriously didn’t think
I would find out?

I’m sorry. I-I just
didn’t see the point

in ruining his reputation.

The prosecution will.

Okay. Fine! Fine!

Matthew’s been cheating
on me for months.

Okay? Are you happy?

A while back, I happened to find
some emails on his computer.

"Happened?"

He’s been spending
a lot of late nights at work

and texting on his phone
all the time.

I was suspicious.

Go on.

The letters were romantic.

I confronted him about it.

He swore he’d stop.

But he didn’t, did he?

The night Matthew...

I had found more letters
on the computer.

That’s why you two
were fighting?

But that time he did end it.

I watched him. He sent the texts

-right in front of me.
-[Nicole] And?

He said she didn’t take it well.

Do you know who it was?

No.

Frankly, I didn’t wanna know.

I-I-I just wanted it to be over.

End of story.

Why is it that every time
I pursue a lead

to clear your name, all I do
is uncover another motive?

And when did you start
drinking again?

My husband of 15 years
was having an affair on me.

Excuse me if I wanted a drink.

"A drink"?

A few.

[sighs]

Yeah, I-I lost count.

Okay.

All right.

Let’s just go back
to that night.

You confronted him
about the affair?

Yeah. We were arguing.

It would seem like hours.

And then I sat
on the couch...no,

I laid on the couch.

I don’t remember what happened
after that.

Please, try.

My head was spinning,

like he said he was going
upstairs to go to bed.

And this whole time,
you two were alone?

I think so.

Think. At any point,

was there anyone else
in the house?

[dramatic music]

Maybe.

-"Maybe"?
-I-I don’t know!

-Like who?
-Kirk, maybe?

-Kirk?
-Losing half the profits

from that real estate sale
would be enough

to make anyone jealous,
don’t you think?

Yeah.

Tell you what.

You think about it.

Where are you going?

I’m gonna go back
to the house to see

if the police missed anything.

Nicole?

On a scale from one to ten,

how screwed do you think I am?

Twelve.

[alarm buzzes]

[door creaking]

[Nicole] Ri...

you here?

[dramatic music]

"I’d be glad, just to be sad,
thinking of you."

[Matthew] How much
have you had to drink?

[Kate] Oh, here we go again,

it’s the same thing.

I don’t wanna do this
right now!

I never wanna do this!

That’s how you got in.

[dramatic music]

[Matthew groans]

[body thuds]

Hmm.

[metal clinks]

Ri?

Ri, is that you?

[wood creaks]

[suspenseful music]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

[Riley] Hey, Nicki, it’s me.

Riley.

Yeah, I’m over at the house.
Where are you?

[Riley] I’m getting ready
to head to work.

What time are you leaving?

[Riley] Shouldn’t be
too much longer.

What the hell.

[Riley] Nicki?

Nicki, what happened?

Can I call you back later?

-[Riley] Sure.
-Okay. Bye.

[dramatic music]

[Riley] Nicole?

I’m glad I caught you,
you got a sec?

Is it about mom’s case?

Did you know Matthew
was having an affair?

Wait, what?

Apparently it had been
happening for a while.

You really didn’t know?

No.

Absolutely not.

-Did mom know?
-Yeah.

Another motive?

Apparently they grow
on trees around here.

What happened?

Did he--did he tell her?

She found some emails
on his computer.

I was just over at her house.
I found one of them myself.

Do I even wanna know
what it said?

The usual thinking of you,
stuff like that.

You think she did it?

I was thinking Kirk
but now, who knows?

Look, I know
she’s not the best person

but I truly don’t think
that she’s capable

of doing such a thing.

You mean you don’t think
she’d be capable

of doing such a thing
when she’s sober?

In either state, Nicki.

Twelve hours ago,
I would have agreed with you.

Now, who knows?

I guess I was just hoping
that maybe you

had heard something or maybe
you knew who the woman was.

No.

I’m sorry.

Look, my shift
is about to start.

Can we talk about this
more tomorrow morning?

Burning the midnight
oil, huh?

[scoffs]

Welcome to the glamorous world
of medicine.

I’ll be at the motel,
if you think of anything.

Sounds good.

[Nicole] Bye.

[dramatic music]

[Nicole] Hey.

[engine revs]

[tires screeching]

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

[McManus] We spoke
to the manager.

Said the housekeeper reported

her keys stolen
a couple days ago.

This just proves it.

Someone is trying to stop
my investigation.

Anyone giving you
any trouble lately?

Matthew’s brother
isn’t exactly a fan.

Wyatt.

I’ll tell you what.
I’ll give him a call

and find out
where he was tonight.

And maybe Kirk Holloway.

For your mother’s sake,
I hope you’re as good

at being a lawyer
as you are making enemies.

I don’t suppose this place
has a security camera.

Sorry.

You know, I’d feel better
if you weren’t alone.

Is there anyone you can call,
maybe Riley?

No. She’s still at work.
But I’ll be fine.

Really.

In the meantime,
I’m gonna run prints on this.

Maybe we’ll get lucky.

Can you compare them to this?

Do I even wanna know
where you got this from?

You said you’d take
a look if I do.

-Do you ever rest?
-I will

when my mother
gets out of jail.

If I ever get in trouble,
I know who I’m gonna call.

Thank you, Charlene.

[door opens]

[sighs]

[birds chirping]

[cell phone ringing]

This is Nicole.

[McManus] It’s Charlene.

Got some news?

Actually I do.
We looked into Wyatt.

And?

Thought it might interest you
to hear

that Mr. Rafferty was a no-show

for work last night.

What about the prints
from the bottle?

No match.

Not the photo or the window

at your mother’s house.

[clicks tongue] Dammit.

Hey, you want
some unsolicited advice?

It’s my favorite kind.

[McManus] In my experience,
I’ve learned that these things

usually come down
to one of two things.

Passion or money.

[clicks tongue]

[dramatic music]

John Harding?

You don’t know me, but my name
is Nicole, Nicole Ray.

Oh. Yes.

Sorry about your stepfather.

If you have a moment,
I would just love to ask you

a few questions about his will.

Actually I’m running late

for a client meeting.

Besides, it’s a little soon
to probate, don’t you think?

Oh, no, no, no.
I’m not interested

in contesting it.
I’m representing my mother

-in the murder trial.
-Well, that’s out

of my area of expertise.

Well, I was just wondering
if something were to happen

to my mother,
what happens to the will?

Let me guess.

You went to one of those
big fancy law schools, huh?

UV.

And did they teach you about

attorney-client privilege there?

They did.

As a legal matter, yes.

But as a family member,

inquiring about family business,

I believe it falls under
the category

of nosy stepdaughter?

[chuckling]

I suppose it wouldn’t hurt
if I’m a few minutes late,

nosy stepdaughter.

I have a very particular
filing system,

let’s see, Rafferty.

Rafferty, ah...

Matthew Rafferty.

Hmm, six weeks ago,
Matthew redrafted his will

and made your mother
as his primary beneficiary.

Because he didn’t trust
his partner.

Correct.

Now, let’s say my mother

gets convicted
for Matthew’s murder.

[Harding]
It’s the slayer statute.

That would prevent her
from inheriting one penny

-of Matthew’s estate.
-In which case.

Goes to the next beneficiary.

So, theoretically, someone
could have killed Matthew

and framed my mother
so that they would collect

the inheritance instead?

[chuckling]

That’s some four-dimensional
chess right there.

[Nicole] Guess I’m looking
for Eastborough’s

very own Bobby Fischer.

I don’t suppose
this next beneficiary

would happen to be Matthew’s
brother Wyatt, would it?

Let me see.

Actually, no.

It’s your sister.

What?

Riley.

I’ll catch up with you.

Sorry I haven’t called you back,
I’ve just been slammed

with patients all day,
but, um, is something wrong?

I’m gonna ask you a question
and I need the truth.

Okay. Well,
now, you’re scaring me.

Where were you
the night Matthew died?

-Excuse me?
-I think you heard me.

I don’t understand, though.

Please, just answer
the question.

-I was home.
-Can anyone verify that?

I mean, not unless
you wanna subpoena

my smart TV’s browsing history.

Did you go over to mom’s house
that night?

Hold on.
You think I have something to do

-with what happened?
-You’re the one who insisted

Matthew changed the will.

Well, yes, but to benefit
our mother.

Unless she gets convicted
of Matthew’s murder.

In that case, what do you know?
It all goes to you,

1.5 million dollars.

You’re serious.

Money like that would go
a long way

in clearing up those debts,
don’t you think?

Okay, first of all,
that’s insane.

Secondly, why on earth
would I insist that you,

who works at one of the most
well-known firms in the country,

come out here and represent mom

if I really wanted her to lose?

Because you didn’t think
I’d actually come.

And you have to admit,
as far as alibis go,

it isn’t a bad one.

After all, calling a lawyer from
"one of the most

well-known firms in the country"
would go a long way

in making it appear
you weren’t secretly

trying to throw the case.

-Screw you.
-Is that a denial?

That’s a "get the hell out
of my face."

Riley. Riley!

It’s Riley. Leave a message.

Hey, it’s me.

Look, I’m so sorry

I accused you like that.

It’s just,

it’s my job to ask
the hard questions, you know?

That I guess I’m just exhausted.

Please call me.

[phone beeps]

[suspenseful music]

[Nicole] First
the hotel room, now this?

It can’t be random.

Did you get a look
at the driver?

It happened too fast.

License plate?

No.

I don’t know
what you want me to do.

Put out an APB on a black SUV?

Nic...

We’ve known each other
for a long time,

and believe me when I tell you
that Matthew Rafferty

was loved by a lot of people
in this town.

Any of whom would love
to see your mother punished.

Look, just hang in there, okay?

The sooner the trial’s over,

the sooner things
will calm down.

Once she gets convicted,
you mean?

You said it, not me.

[rock music]

Fish and chips.

[Nicole] Thanks.

Long day?

Long week.

[Sadie] Anything new
with the case?

Unfortunately, no.

Well, for what it’s worth,
I miss

both your mom and Matthew.

And if you ever want
a friendly face to talk to.

I appreciate that.

-Usual?
-[Bobby] Thanks.

[sighs]

Well, Charlene told me
what happened.

She sounded worried about you.

She’s just eager
to get the case wrapped up.

We all are.

[Nicole] You’re not the one
with a mother sitting in jail.

[chuckles] Whom,
until a few days ago,

you hadn’t spoken to in years.

She’s still entitled
to a defense.

Look, I just don’t wanna see
anything happen to you.

It’s gonna take
a lot more than some

amateur intimidation
to stop me from digging.

Well, just be careful
where you dig.

Towns like this
have a lot of landmines.

Do you always look out
for your opposing counsel

like this?

Well, what can I say?
I must be getting sentimental

in my old age.

[giggling]

But if you do plan
on presenting another theory

for Matthew’s murder,
I’d do it soon.

Because if this does go
to trial,

you and I both know
this does not end well

for your mother.

Now you wanna save my mother?

Well, truthfully,
I’m more interested

in saving your reputation.

Aren’t you the hero?

[singer] ♪ I don’t listen
to the media ♪

Voluntary manslaughter,
15 years.

[singer] ♪ That’s why
I’m true to what I knew ♪

A plea deal?

All drawn up and ready to go.

All you have to do
is get your mother to sign it.

Fifteen years?

That’ll make her, what, 75?

Well, at least she’ll have
a few years to spend

with her future grandkids

instead of sitting behind bars.

[dramatic music]

Involuntary manslaughter,

five years.

Nic, this is a textbook case
of crime of passion.

And you’re assuming
that the killer

isn’t still out there.

I can’t serve justice
on a hunch.

But what they did
to my hotel room?

The hotel the cops
get called to at least two

to three times a week.

This town is full of people
who just wanna see

your old woman pay.

You mean they wanna see
my old woman hung?

And that’s your jury pool.

Fifteen years.

I’d seriously consider it
if I were you.

Well, well, well, Nicole Ray.

How about a whiskey, sweetheart?

I think you’ve had enough.

Why don’t
you just back up, buddy?

No one here wants any trouble.

No trouble.

I just want a few words
with our lawyer friend here.

[Bobby] Okay.

Well, I said back up.

Whatever you say...

counselor.

-[Wyatt] Oh.
-[man] Hey. Come on, guy.

[gasps]

Your mother deserves the chair
for what she did to my brother.

But I’m thinking

maybe I’ll just hurt someone
important to her instead.

-Back off, man.
-[woman] Hey!

Can’t we do something?

[McManus] Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey,

that’s enough, that’s enough.

How about a ride down
to the station to cool off?

[panting]

-[man] I told you.
-Everybody okay?

I’m fine.

-[McManus] Bobby?
-Never better.

Good.

Wyatt’s fingerprints
were a match for the photo.

Plus, guess what kind of car
he drives?

Black SUV.

So he’s the one who’s been
trying to intimidate me?

I guess he took his grief
too far.

But don’t worry, he’s not gonna
be bothering you again.

We’ve got plenty of charges

to keep him busy here
for a while.

What about the fingerprints
from the house?

None of the prints
that we collected

the night of Matthew’s murder
matched his.

So it wasn’t Kirk or Wyatt?

I’m just glad no one
got seriously hurt.

Me too.

Fifteen years.

Voluntary manslaughter.

If I plead guilty.

That’s usually
how plea deals work.

But I could go to trial
and get nothing.

Or you could get 30.

But you’re a good lawyer.

That doesn’t matter
if I can’t fight the facts

right in front of us.

You want facts?

How about the fact
that my husband’s killer

is still out there?

You mean the killer we’re not
getting any closer to finding?

At least with this deal,
you’ll get a few decent years.

A "few decent years"?

Is that the best
Nicole Ray can do?

I didn’t get liquored up
and fight with my husband.

I didn’t tell the cops
I can’t remember what happened.

I’m not the beneficiary
of a million dollar will.

And I sure as hell
didn’t come back here

to this crappy small town,

after all these years,
just to lose.

And do you have any idea what’s
been happening to me out there?

Ever since I got here,

I have been harassed,

my motel room
has been broken into,

Matthew’s brother tried
to run me off the road,

and now my own sister
is mad at me.

Well, if it’s so bad,
why are you doing this?

Because I thought maybe for once
there was something I could do

to actually make you happy.

Or something you could do so
you feel better about yourself.

You needed me.

No, you want me to need you.
There’s a difference.

As I recall, I was all set
to go with Chuck.

It’s your idea to take
this case over.

And now that it’s not going
the way you want,

you’re just ready to cash in
your chips and go home.

Well, no, I’m gonna fight.

And if you are not
gonna fight with me,

if you are not going to be
in my corner,

then I’m gonna find someone
who will.

You’re saying
I should just quit?

No, I’m saying you’re fired.

You’re serious?

Officer!

We’re through here.

All right, then. Let’s go.

Fine.

[sniffles, sobs]

-[Bobby] Go on. I’ll catch up.
-Uh-hmm.

-Nicole, what a surprise.
-Got a sec?

[Bobby] Of course. Come on in.

Oh, no, I’m not staying.
I just...

I just wanted to come by
and say goodbye.

Goodbye?

I presented the deal
to my client,

advised her to take it,
and she fired me.

Wait.

Your mother fired you?

She’d rather take her chance
in court.

Without you?

She doesn’t feel
I’m "in her corner".

[sighs] Oh God.

So she’s gonna go
with a public defender?

Yeah, maybe Chuck
can do a better job.

Chuck hasn’t seen the inside
of a courtroom in over a year.

It’s just like riding a bicycle.

It’s nothing like
riding a bicycle.

What do you want me to say?

Yes, she’s being stubborn,

but I can’t just wave
a magic lawyer wand

and change the woman’s mind.

You have to.
You can’t just give up.

Give up?

You act like
you’re the only lawyer

that’s had a stubborn client.

You don’t know my mother
like I do.

But I do know this case, Nicki.

You’ve seen the evidence.

You’ve read the witness
statements.

She doesn’t need Chuck,
she needs a miracle.

She needs you.

So now you care about my mother?

[Bobby] Actually, I don’t.

I think she’s a murderer

and frankly deserves to rot
in prison for what she did.

Then why aren’t you celebrating?

Because I care about you, Nicki.

And the old Nicki,

the Nicki that
I went to school with,

would’ve never walked away
from a challenge, ever.

Well, the old Nicki
didn’t have a murderer

for a mother, allegedly.

Well, there is one thing
I’m disappointed about.

You’re disappointed?

I won’t be able to go up
against you in court.

Although we both know
I would’ve won.

Yeah, possibly.

-Probably.
-[both chuckle]

You always did enjoy
a good fight.

Well, hey, if you ever...

feel like relocating out west,

my offer still stands,
seriously.

I appreciate that.

Of course, that’s assuming

that your legal skills
are better

than your bar fighting skills.

Hey, if Charlene
hadn’t interrupted us,

-I would’ve had him.
-Uh-hmm.

[both chuckle]

Well, I, uh...

I better get back to the hotel.

I need to pack...

before they charge me
another day.

See you around, counselor.

See you around.

[Bobby] Nicki.

Do you ever think about

why things never worked out
between us?

Probably because
I always enjoyed a good fight.

Ouch.

Good luck.

[knock on door]

Come in.

So it’s true.

-You’re leaving?
-She fired me.

Look, Ri,
about yesterday, I...

what’s this?

The footage
from my doorbell camera,

so that you can see that my car
was parked in front of my house

all night long
and that I never left.

Look, I’m sorry, okay?

I just...I ran out of places
to look and I got desperate.

Actually, I think it was
a pretty smart theory, so...

I mean, too bad I didn’t think
of it sooner, so.

Too bad.

So what happens now?

She’s someone else’s problem.

You mean the public defender.

Maybe he’ll be able to convince
her to sign the deal.

Do you think she did it?

I don’t know.

Maybe no one did it.

Maybe there never was another
person in the first place.

Maybe the autopsy was wrong
and Matthew just fell.

I wish I could change your mind
about leaving.

You could always come
to California.

Free rent.

What, and give up
my cushy position

sponge-bathing patients
at Eastborough General?

I’m sure there are plenty of
patients to sponge bathe in LA.

[laughs]

If things go the way
that I think that they will,

mom’s gonna need
all the support she can get.

So...

Yeah.

Don’t be a stranger.

I won’t.

I’ve got a 6 o’clock out,

so tell Jerry I’ll be back
at the firm in the morning.

Yeah, I’m headed
to the airport now.

[sighs]

You really wanna know?

Put it this way,
I’ve got enough material

to keep my therapist busy
for the next year and a half.

Okay.

Talk to you tomorrow.

Bye.

[beeps]

Video doorbell.

[doorbell rings]

Oh.

The missus wouldn’t be happy
about me talking to you again.

Lucky for you, she’s at bingo.

Good.

Because I need a favor.

Well, what do you know?

Harold, you’re a lifesaver.

Why? I cracked this case?

It had to be you.

♪ And even be glad

♪ Just to be sad

♪ Thinking of you

You know what, Harold?

I think you actually did.

Hey.

I’m at my mother’s house.

Would you mind stopping by?

[suspenseful music]

[exhales]

[sighs]

[breathing heavily]

[knocking on door]

[suspenseful music]

-[knocking on door]
-[Nicole] Coming.

[inhales, exhales]

[gasps]

Come on in.

I was surprised
to hear from you.

Well, you were friends
with my mom and Matthew

and I needed that friendly face.

I have just the thing.

Took it from work.

Don’t tell anyone.

My lips are sealed.

-I’ll get some glasses.
-Uh-hmm.

[Nicole] I can’t find
my mom’s bottle opener.

Oh, don’t worry.

I brought one.

[water running]

Uh, what happened with you
and your mom anyway?

I thought things were better
between you two.

Tried to get her to take a deal.

Oh, I guess that means
she didn’t want it.

[Nicole] Well, it’s complicated.

So still don’t have
any other suspects?

[Nicole] Like I said,
it’s complicated.

Right.

Care to do the honors?

It’s your house.

Well, technically
it’s my mother’s house.

What should we drink to?

Something uplifting for once.

Anyone special in your life?

Actually,
I just went through a breakup.

Oh.

Was it bad?

Well, let’s just say
it was complicated.

[chuckles]

To complicated relationships.

Cheers.

You looking for this?

[Nicole] It had to be you.

What was that, like your
special song or something?

I...

I don’t know
what you’re talking about.

The locket,

the messages he wrote you

quoting the lyrics
from the song?

And then,
the neighbor’s description,

a little younger than your mom,

blonde hair.

He saw us?

Just took me a while
to connect the dots.

How long were you two
sleeping together?

A couple of months,

give or take.

Matthew had been coming in
and out of the tavern a lot.

Started innocent.

He’d flirt a little,

I’d flirt a little back.

Smile led to touch
on a shoulder,

led to an invitation.

[scoffs] You get the idea.

Congratulations.

You wanted to find the killer
and you did.

-[grunts]
-[glass shatters]

[both grunting]

[panting]

[suspenseful music]

Nicole.

Come on, Nicole.

I don’t wanna hurt you, I swear.

Of course...

I didn’t wanna hurt
Matthew either.

But he left me no choice.

[suspenseful music]

[screams]

[both grunting]

Drop your weapon.

I said drop the weapon.

I got your text.

Yeah.

[siren wailing]

Nicki.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Where is she?

With Charlene.

We’ve got your phone, Sadie.

We know all about
your relationship

with Matthew Rafferty.

How he finally ended things

after his wife found
the latest messages.

And judging from your texts
that you sent,

I’m guessing that didn’t
make you too pleased

with either one of them.

You already confessed
to Nicole Ray an hour ago.

Might as well come clean
for the record now.

At first,
I was just going to talk,

smooth things over.

And after seeing them together,

seeing the way she treated him,

and that he chooses her over me?

Yes, I was angry.

And yes, I killed him.

He deserved it.

[scoffs]

Oh, Mom.

Thank you...

for never doubting me,

even when I was doubting you.

I’m just doing my job.

No.

You were being my daughter.

Now, there are going to be
some changes around here.

Charlene is getting me
into a treatment program

and I’m even gonna pick up
some shifts at the old diner.

Now, I’m fully aware that
this is going to be a journey

but I will get there, I promise.

One step at a time.

I owe it to the both of you,

and to Matthew.

You don’t have to do it alone,
Mom.

You’ll always have us.

Does that mean that
you’re gonna be sticking around

for a little more?

Well, the firm’s waited
this long.

I don’t see why
they can’t wait a few more days.

In the meantime, I was hoping
that I could stay at the house.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

You are always welcome.

Good, because I plan on
stopping by a lot more often.

Or you could move back
permanently,

open up a little firm
in town.

[laughs]

Like mom says,
one step at a time.

[Riley] Okay.

I’m just saying.

Now, how about a lift home?

Home.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]