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[female announcer] Previously on Hidden Palms...

I'm Johnny. I just moved in.

Something's haunting you.

My dad killed himself.

Gonna blame me forever?

[Johnny] Well, I suggested

you not marry Bob.

I suggested we not move to Palm Springs.

I used to be friends with Eddie.

He lived in your room before you.

That would be Greta.

She's a bit of an enigma.

I told you, Greta was Eddie's girl.

- How did he die? - Eddie killed himself.

The night before Eddie died, I slept with Cliff.

And when Eddie found out, he killed himself.

It's my fault Eddie's dead.

You went to see Eddie's mom?

But I am not interested

in talking to you about my son.

Eddie found out about Cliff and his mom.

You misread the situation.

Stay the hell away from me.

Kinda gives Cliff a motive, don't you think?

You wanna know who killed Eddie?

Butt out.

Does she seem like a grieving mother?

Are you threatening me, Maria?

My son was so funny.

Such a nut about documentation.

Something is going on, okay?

But I can't talk about it.

[Maria] Now everything's on video.

- Ohh! - Oh, God!

Good. I'm glad I caught you.

Barely. I have to get to work.

Look, I been thinking, and it's still, like,

really bugging me.

- What? - Greta's dad and Maria Nolan.

I mean, they could have been talking about anything.

You didn't hear all of it.

Well, I heard enough.

Maria Nolan is blackmailing Skip Matthews.

Whatever she has on him is in Eddie's video journals,

right there on his laptop.

Yeah, but maybe it had nothing to do with Eddie's death.

I really don't think that Skip is involved.

What are you doing?

Okay...

Johnny.

Maybe you would just rather Skip not be involved,

him being Greta's dad and all.

Well, yeah, I'm...

You know, I guess I don't want to think

that my girlfriend's dad killed her last boyfriend.

- Point taken. - But think about this.

If Skip did kill Maria's son,

why didn't she just call the police

instead of blackmailing him?

When you put it that way...

Maria Nolan looks a lot more guilty.

Right.

Assuming that she killed Eddie.

But Greta's dad still knows something.

You have to find out what it is.

Me? Why me?

Because you are the one who is dating his daughter.

Out.

Work, Johnny. God, okay.

Mom?

We need to talk about what happened last night.

[groaning] Oh, I just wanna forget about that.

Do we have to make a big deal out of this?

It is a big deal.

And I'm way too upset and angry just to let it go!

Would you please help me to understand what happened?

[sniffs]

Well...

When Eddie was alive,

and I would go over there to hang out...

his mom was always there.

At first, I thought she was just being friendly.

I mean, I knew it was wrong, but...

she was your friend,

and I...trusted her.

Mom, I know this is all my fault.

No.

No, no, no.

Stop it right now.

She's a very...

disturbed woman.

And it's my fault that I did not see it.

I've been so oblivious.

I'm sorry, Mom.

Oh, you hush up.

You are not the adult here.

Maria Nolan...

is responsible.

[Eddie] October 31st.

My mom knows I know.

I have to tell the police, my dad, someone.

I...

I can't keep it a secret.

What do you want?!

Baby, we need to talk.

I don't wanna talk to you!

Please just listen to me for a minute.

Get away from me!

[Aidan Hawken's Blind]

♪

♪ I wake up

♪ I talk myself to sleep

♪ I can't do much but follow ♪

♪ You are the one

♪ You are the one

♪ But you burn like the sun

♪ Yeah, you burn like the sun

♪ My ♪

[Karen] Why are you snapping at me?

Because I'm pissed, okay?

The caregiver is pissed!

Oh, "the caregiver"!

Is that the role you see yourself in in this family?

The caregiver to a bunch of emotional cripples?

I didn't say that.

That's what you meant!

And you weren't even drunk.

Stop it, okay? Just stop it!

You questioned the marriage. You did that.

Not me.

Hey.

Morning.

Uh, can you take that? Sorry.

Here you go.

Sorry for the wait.

Enjoy.

Uh...

Hi. Can I take your food?

I mean... [laughs]

Can I get your order?

You already got their order.

Very good. Okay, have a good day.

It's so much harder than it looks.

You're doing better than you think.

[sighs]

Ohh! Girl...

you are running around

like a chicken with your head cut off.

Take a deep breath.

Take one.

[inhales]

Now... go take care of table four.

Okay, okay.

One, two, three...

four...

Uh... hi.

Can I get your order?

I'm torn between

the orange-glazed Cornish game hen

or the minted summer salad with truffle oil vinaigrette.

Ah, I don't think you want me handling your food right now.

Come on, Nick. Give me another chance.

Talk to me.

When you're ready to order, I'll send Liza over.

[kissing]

Hey.

Is anybody home?

It's just...

I can't stop thinking about Skip.

Okay.

I'm sufficiently creeped out.

No.

Just, he seems sad, actually.

I don't know. Something's going on.

Hmm.

You know, Liza saw him at the club.

Said he looked pretty upset.

He was fighting with Maria Nolan.

That's weird.

I mean, he barely knows her.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Forget it.

It's probably nothing.

Mm-hmm.

[sharply] What's wrong?

Now I can't stop thinking about Maria Nolan.

Ew.

No, wait. Forget I said that.

But do you think that Maria Nolan

really could have killed Eddie?

Clearly, the woman is unstable,

She is having sex with her dead son's best friend.

This isn't happening, is it?

Whoa, nice shot.

Yanked it.

Oh, looks pretty goodto me.

What are you doing here, Johnny?

You obviously didn't come to critique my shot.

Kinda need a favor.

Really, now?

Ten minutes ago, I was public enemy number one.

Now you need my help.

Okay, look, I've had my doubts about you.

This isn't about me. This is about Eddie.

Right, which is a subject

that I would like to leave behind.

Even if you he was murdered, you wouldn't wanna know?

Where is your evidence?

Where's your proof?

Maria has the proof.

And I'm assuming you've been to her house

once or twice.

Maria and I are officially through.

Why do you care, anyway?

Because I think she has Eddie's laptop

with his video journals.

So?

So there's my proof.

If I can get my hands on it.

Okay.

I'll consider this laptop issue...

ifyou put in a good word for me with Nikki.

Cliff, you cheated on her.

You know what a wreck she's been?

Well, I guess we both lose.

Hey!

Can we talk?

Yeah, what's on your mind, baby girl?

[sniffs]

I'm starting to think Maria Nolan killed Eddie.

What?

She was having an affair.

With Cliff.

And Eddie found out.

And she killed him?

[laughs]

Come on.

You know how ludicrous that sounds?

She could have gone to jail.

Her whole life would have been destroyed.

Still, murder?

Maria Nolan was your mother's friend.

And she took her to every doctor's appointment

for over a year.

Only 'cause you wouldn't.

[sighs]

So that's what this is about, huh?

What?

Well, this isn't about Eddie.

This is about you and me and...

me not being there for you.

Get over yourself.

Well, come on, Greta. You blame me for everything.

Can we at least just stay on point,

rather than making these wild accusations

about a family friend?

This is not about us.

I need to know what happened to Eddie!

Okay, Greta,

sweetie...

See, first, it was Mom.

And then Eddie.

I mean, I know that you've had it rough.

But I haven't been there for you.

And that's just not gonna bring him back.

Forget I said anything.

I just wanna help.

I just wanna be a dad to you.

You never will be!

Never!

It is way too late for that.

Thinking about making a cake.

You want lemon or devil's food?

Wow, things must be bad.

What?

Mom, you've always done this.

Whenever you and Dad were having problems,

you'd hole yourself up in the kitchen

and just bake.

[sighs]

Do you remember what you said to me

when we first moved here?

That was ages ago.

No... you said...

I didn't have to marry Bob.

Mom, where's this coming from?

I could have taken care of you.

Of us.

I-I just didn't feel like I was qualified,

or good enough about myself

to even try.

I know, but Bob's a good guy, Mom.

You guys are a... good fit.

Bob loves you, Mom.

I know. I-I know he does.

Well, don't hold on to Dad.

You don't have to do that for me.

Okay?

Can I help you?

What is this?

Uh, it's-- it's prosciutto.

It's a delicious dry-cured Italian ham.

I know what prosciutto is.

But I ordered bruschetta.

[Cliff] Okay, boys.

Over here, guys.

What are you doing?

It's commonly referred to as a grand gesture.

Boy gets girl. Huh?

Boy loses girl, then wins her back

with a public declaration of affection.

Yeah, but you're leaving out the part

where boy screws older woman behind girl's back.

Nikki, please.

I'm trying here.

Okay, look, I may be wrong to expect another chance.

But I'd settle for...

"I don't hate you."

I don't hate you, Cliff.

In fact, I don't feel anything at all.

Sorry.

Hey.

Shouldn't be here, Cliff.

Aw, come on.

Getting caught just made it hotter.

It also makes it over.

I thought you embraced danger.

You have a girlfriend.

She's just a girl.

You're all woman.

Speaking of women, your mother's right behind you.

Why don't you go play

with friends your own age, Cliff?

How dare you?

Save it, Tessie.

Cliff and I just cleared the air.

It won't happen anymore.

So that's all you have to say?

What do you want me to say?

That I'm some depraved woman?

That I preyed on your son

and stole his innocence?

Fine.

It's all true.

I'm guilty.

How can you be so glib?

Glib?

Don't talk to me about glib.

Your whole life is glib.

You spend your days going to pilates

and getting your nails done.

You don't know crap!

Try walking in my shoes

for even one day.

Do you know what I have been through?

Do you have any idea what it's like to lose a child?

Do you?

No... because you still have yours.

So what if he sleeps with some pathetic older woman?

At least he's still alive.

I pity you!

Screw you.

And your pity.

You told him?

[scoffs]

I came right out and said Maria killed Eddie.

And?

He wrote me off as some sort of hysteric.

And then turned the conversation to himself.

Did he tell you why they were fighting at the club?

No.

You should have heard him defend her.

God, don't you think that's strange?

Well...

clearly they know each other

better than I thought they did.

Now, do you think that...

I don't know, maybe that...

theyhad an affair?

Can we not go there?

Yeah, I'm sorry.

[sighs]

I'm just so, like, consumed with this.

I'm looking for answers.

I don't even know the questions anymore.

[sighs]

Why don't we take a break from this obsession?

Maybe replace it with a new one.

Yes, please.

Mm.

It rang and rang.

I was in the pool.

What are you doing here?

Thought maybe we could talk a little.

I don't feel like talking.

We don't have to actually talk.

I don't feel like that, either.

Cliff, I'm really not in the mood.

What do you want?

Just to see you.

[door latches]

Let me grab a robe.

I'll be here.

Bingo.

What the hell are you doing?

Nothing, I was just--

I saw Eddie's laptop sitting there--

Don't... poke around.

What the hell?

He was my best friend.

There's nothing in here for you to see, Cliff.

What's on the computer?

I don't want you here anymore!

- What? - Get out!

Get out!

Get the hell out of my house!

Okay! Dude...

You're right, at first...

I thought you and garage girl

were a little off the deep end.

But, shockingly,

I've discovered you might be on to something.

Are you screwing with me?

Do you wanna know what I got?

I went over to psycho Maria's.

Oh, I can see how that might help you get Nikki back.

You did ask for my help, did you not?

And you did say no.

You're right. I can be shady.

This I know, but...

to prove that I am

genuine in my quest for the Lady Nikki,

while simultaneously

reminding you of my trustworthiness,

I took one for the team.

You slept with her.

Don't be absurd.

I can cover a lot of ground on charm alone.

Including finding a certain laptop

with which you have an unhealthy fixation.

Wh-where is it?

I didn't actually steal it.

She would have capped my ass if I'd tried.

She caught me on it and went ballistic.

So you're saying she's capable of anything?

She definitely has something to hide.

Thanks, man.

I owe you one.

I didn't just do this for Nikki.

Eddie was my best friend.

If he really was murdered, someone has to pay.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, sorry.

I didn't see you there.

Hello, Johnny.

Mrs. Nolan.

How's Palm Springs treating you?

Um... fine.

Getting used to it, I guess.

The dry air can take some time.

Anyways...

Why are you so obsessed with my son?

Um...

My father killed himself.

And I didn't know why.

Eddie did the same thing.

And it affected so many people, even me.

And I didn't even know him.

I understand.

Time stops when people die.

I guess it's hard to move on without answers.

But sometimes...

it's just as hard with them.

Yeah, I guess so.

Bye, Johnny.

Hope you find your answers.

Well, maybe you can give the guy a second chance.

I'm not saying race back into Cliff's arms.

But, you know, maybe hear him out.

I'm not interested in anything he has to say.

Look, I just...

dropping a good word for him, that's all.

He seems genuinely sorry.

But then again, he's Cliff, so...

I don't know what to tell you.

[chuckles]

Table seven wants their food.

Oh, my God, I forgot to put it in.

That's okay.

Hey...

so I wanted to tell you I had this weird encounter

with Maria Nolan today.

She was asking me why I'm so obsessed with Eddie.

You think she knows that we know?

It's pretty obvious.

There you go.

Turkey club with fries.

No tomatoes.

Damn it. That's okay.

- I can pick 'em off. - Come--

Time's ticking. We have to find that laptop.

Cliff said he saw it at her house.

What? Yeah, she's definitely got it.

And she's definitely hiding something.

We have to get that laptop.

Here you go.

No tomatoes.

[chuckles] Did you just take this back to the kitchen

and take 'em off?

Maybe. Why?

So... what did he say?

Who?

Cliff.

[chuckles]

[clears throat]

[sniffs]

I got that package you left for me.

Get out.

Or I'll call the police.

I told you to stay away from Cliff Wyatt,

and you did the exact opposite!

[choking] Things between Cliff and I are over!

You called me back here to help you.

And you dare try to blackmail me, huh?!

I thought of it more as motivating you.

Oh, really?

To do what? Clean it up?

The only thing that you've done since you've been back here

is call attention to yourself.

This business with Cliff has sunk you.

You are done, Maria.

My God.

I should just--

What?

Kill me?

[chuckles]

You and I are in this together, Skip.

All we've got is each other.

You and me?

We haven't been anything for years.

I loved you.

I sacrificed everything.

Including my son!

You made promises to me.

Promises!

Gah! [whispering] Listen to me, Maria.

I'm gonna say this once, and I'm not gonna say it again.

You have nothing left.

So the best thing that you can do...

is to pack up the remnants of your pathetic little life

and get out of Palm Springs forever.

Uhh!

[sobbing]

Johnny.

You're just the man I wanna see.

You got a minute?

Yeah, sure, Mr. Matthews.

- Here. - Go on.

Oh.

Yeah.

[sighs]

Look... I know I've come on a bit strong.

[chuckles]

But I actually like you, Johnny.

You're good for Greta.

Well, that's...

It's good to see her happy.

Thanks.

Okay, but...

this, uh, harping on Eddie's death,

not letting it rest...

it's not good for her.

I didn't know she was obsessing.

She came to me with this absurd notion

that Eddie was murdered.

That Maria Nolan did it.

Really?

Yeah. Look, being Maria Nolan's attorney--

You're her lawyer?

Well, not officially,

but I have helped her from time to time.

Greta didn't mention that.

She doesn't know. Why would she?

Anyway, the point is,

being Maria Nolan's attorney,

it is my job to protect her.

But I am far more interested in protecting my daughter.

Now, I know you've been poking around.

But that is starting to take its toll on Greta.

The last thing I'd wanna do is hurt her.

Then don't.

Just help her out, okay?

Just help her move on.

Focus on the present.

On you.

I'd like that.

We both would.

Okay.

Okay. Thanks.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

Oh... great.

Sorry.

Here you go.

Excuse me.

Yeah? Can I help you?

There's no ice.

Here, let me take care of that.

I'm so, so sorry.

Uhh!

Why don't you take a-- a break?

Now.

We can't kill him, girl. He lives here.

He's a member of the club.

He's not going nowhere.

Well, fine, but I am.

I quit. Oh, uh...

No, ma'am. No, no, no!

You are not getting out of this job that easy.

Yeah, but I suck at waiting tables!

What you suck at is dealing with Cliff Wyatt.

[scoffs]

Fine, so what do I do?

Should I give him another chance?

I-I can't tell you that.

I...

I will say this.

Sometimes people

who deserve second chances the least

are the ones that'll surprise you the most.

Well, come on.

We got some hash to sling.

[whimpers][giggles]

[Liza] Yeah, I don't buy it.

[Johnny] What's to buy, okay?

Skip is Maria Nolan's lawyer.

Seems convenient is all.

Is there any explanation that will work for you?

The truth should do it.

Skip is not involved.

He's protecting Maria Nolan.

He basically told me that.

So when your future father-in-law says something,

it must be true.

Okay, what do you want from me?

I want you to invoke logic.

Instead of emotion.

I can't do that, because the deeper we dig,

the more we're hurting people.

The only victim was Eddie.

Eddie wasthe victim,

and the aftermath is just as bad.

I don't want Greta to suffer any more than she has to.

We're hurting people here.

We need to back off.

You do what you want to do.

Why are you being like this?

Because you are choosing Greta over the truth.

Which I think she would want to know.

You know... I don't think

she would want to know the whole truth.

What?

I know that you slept with Eddie the night he died.

How do you like that? Hmm?

How do you...

Huh? Huh?

Did you look at my stuff?

Yeah, that truth that you're always looking for?

Not so readily available when it comes to you.

But I'm not gonna tell anyone, okay?

That's the point, don't you see?

We need to move on from the past

and start living our own lives.

Okay, fine. Good luck with that.

But there is proof

on Eddie's laptop that Maria Nolan

killed her son.

And I plan on finding that proof.

With or without your help.

Well, I'm... sorry, Liza.

But it's gonna... have to be without.

Good luck.

You have nothing to apologize for.

Who's apologizing?

I thought that's why you made the reservation at the club.

I wanted to eat here instead of home because...

well, when things get real, you do have a tendency

to lock yourself in the bedroom.

I apologize for shutting down.

We gonna keep rehashing?

Listen, I... I don't wanna fight.

Okay? I just wanna talk.

Both of us, clearheaded, present.

That's all.

Okay.

So do you wanna go first, or should I?

You can go.

I love you, but I'm not John.

If you were looking to replace John,

I'm not him.

If you love me for me,

we got a chance.

If not... there is no chance.

[door squeaks]

Ohh!

Uhh!

[groans]

[whispers] Damn.

[gasps]

[sighs]

Hey, Mom?

What happened?

I'm moving on.

What?

Your father...

God rest his soul...

did a real number on us, Johnny.

He put us in jail.

A place... neither of us deserves to be.

A place where it's hard to be normal.

Hard to have a healthy...

happy relationship.

It doesn't have to be that way.

He doesn't have to hold that over us.

Karen?

Coming to bed?

I know that now.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

[cell phone rings]

Hello?

Liza?

What?

No, no, no. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Hey, you.

What are you doing here?

You're a dog, Cliff Wyatt.

I knew it when I met you, but I didn't care.

Nikki--

What you did... was wrong.

Selfish.

Disgusting.

But, most of all, it was hurtful.

You have no idea how sorry I am.

Actually, I do.

'Cause I've been there.

It used to be that I was on the giving side of the pain.

But the people that I hurt...

they all gave me another chance.

Nikki, are you saying--

This is your chance, Cliff.

You get one.

I won't screw up again. I promise.

Oh, I know you won't.

Because then I'll have to kill you.

Wait...

I said wait.

Kiss me.

Hey... hey, what happened?

I found her.

She shot herself.

There was a suicide note.

[crying] I didn't know what to do, so I called 911.

She killed herself, Johnny.

Hey, hey.

Hey, it's okay.

Hey.

It's okay.

It's over.

It's all over.

Listen, I was her lawyer,

so if there's anything else you guys need.

Good seeing you.

Now we know.

Tell me something.

Does it help you?

Knowing the truth?

Me?

I-I don't understand.

With your dad.

Wasn't that the point for you?

You're gonna be okay.

It's just all this time, I thought it was my fault

that Eddie killed himself.

Well, now you know the truth.

Because of you.

[sighs]

That's nice.

I like that Johnny boy.

Think he's a keeper.

[sighs]

I know it hurts.

But maybe now

you can heal.

Maybe we both can.

Night... Dad.

You killed your wife! I can prove it!

No, no, no. She was sick.

- She had cancer. - Not that sick!

You're both-- you killed her!

You both did it!

Baby, you've got it all wrong.

[Eddie] You killed her. I can prove it.

I'm gonna tell Greta you killed her mother!

[Skip] You'll do no such thing!

[Maria] Skip, what are you doing with a gun?

No, Skip, no!

Put the gun down! Oh, my God, Skip!

Don't hurt him!

Eddie, get off!

Get...

No, stop it!

[gunshot]

[screaming] Oh, my God!

You killed my baby.

No, no, no.

[Skip] You are gonna do exactly as I say.

[Maria] No, no.

[Skip] Oh, yes.

We're in this together.