Original subtitles

Previously on "Apples Never Fall"...

No word from Mom in two days.

I told the cops about Savannah.

You want a suspect, look at the guy

with a massive scratch down his face.

Is Joy around?

No, sorry, she hasn't been feeling too good.

- Mom and Dad fought. - Uh-huh.

Couples fight.

He walked out on us and Mom time and time again.

When is the last time you looked in a mirror, Troy?

When's the last time you talked to Indira?

Look what you let walk out the door because you--

- Fuck you! - Whoa!

You made my bed?

What is wrong with you?

You've just been so stressed about your mom,

I thought it might help.

Mom went to Aberdeen two days before she disappeared.

At least now we know Mom went to see a divorce lawyer.

We need to tell the police.

I'll talk to Dad tonight, and then we can go to the cops.

Mary Harriet!

[suspenseful music]

Dad, it's Logan.

We need to talk.

- [laughs] - Yeah.

- What are you laughing about? - It's a secret.

♪ ♪

[eerie music]

♪ ♪

Looks like the Bush presidency is gonna own this

until he is out of office.

Is that correct? - That's right.

[sniffles] I can't go in there.

Admission that the removal of troops

before the end of the term...

Everyone loves you.

Do we expect to hear from him soon?

So far, the White House press secretary...

If they find out what happened--

dropping out senior year.

Brooke, she just--

Here, take this.

OK?

[somber music]

It'll be our secret, OK?

I promise.

And I got you.

No matter what, I always got you.

- [sobs] - I got you. Oh.

♪ ♪

- [sighs] - It's OK.

♪ ♪

[phones ringing]

The blood originated on the outside of the garment.

We also found no tears or puncture wounds in it.

Wait, what does that mean, that she wasn't hurt?

No, it doesn't mean that.

Just means that there are a lot of inconsistencies.

I don't understand how it ended up

in the neighbor's yard.

She didn't bury it herself, Dad, so something happened.

Well, that is what we're gonna try and figure out.

So first, we'll need to conduct a DNA test

to confirm that it is Joy's blood.

So if one of you could volunteer for a blood draw...

- I'll do it. - No.

I'm better around needles.

Stan, we'll also need a sample from you.

Standard procedure.

Why?

Because... they think I did something.

Due diligence.

There are no suspects.

But we would like permission to conduct a search of the house.

[soft dramatic music]

Of course.

♪ ♪

You were not there.

We're not mad. We're just disappointed.

Right, but if I had been there--

You didn't understand the situation.

You didn't see what he was like.

You volunteered to be the one to ask him.

And one of us-- - [shushing]

What's going on?

Nothing.

Logan said he would ask you something, and he didn't.

Uh-huh.

We found out that Mom saw a divorce lawyer

two days before she disappeared.

Did you know?

The hell are you talking about?

Are you serious?

Asking him that here?

We're under a microscope.

We all agreed we would ask him.

Brooke, she's right.

And I, for one, would like an answer.

Did you know?

No, I did not know.

I don't understand. Did she tell you this?

We found a smoothie receipt.

Mr. Delaney, ready for you.

All right, let's get this over with.

You're supposed to be the sensitive one.

♪ ♪

OK?

[exhaling sharply]

[breathes deeply]

[camera shutters snapping] - Good morning.

Thank you all for coming out.

I'm Detective Elena Camacho

from the Palm Beach County Sheriff's Office.

I'm joined today by the Delaney family

as we make it known to the public

that Joy Delaney, a 62-year-old mother of four,

has gone missing.

Last night, we recovered a piece of clothing

that belonged to Joy that seems to indicate foul play.

Based on this, we've declared this

an active missing persons case.

Joy is a beloved member of the West Palm community.

She was last seen by her husband

on the afternoon of April 9th.

The family is cooperating with this investigation

and has voluntarily agreed to a search

of their home and property.

To be clear, there are no suspects at this time.

And now I'm turning it over to Joy's husband,

Stan Delaney, who would like to make a statement.

[camera shutters snapping] - Thank you.

♪ ♪

This is my worst nightmare, to be standing here today.

Joy is a great mother and wife.

And she has been my partner for 40 years.

There isn't much to say except, Joy...

we miss you and love you,

and we just want you home.

Please come home.

Mr. Delaney, do you know where the garment was found?

Sir, do you know where the garment was found?

Mr. Delaney, is this being regarded--

Stan Delaney, did you kill your wife?

[camera shutters snapping]

I just, um--

I'm Amy Delaney, Joy's daughter.

And I just want to say that I think

it's important that we stay in a place of optimism

right now, OK?

Because we all want the same thing,

you know, to bring my mom home.

Which is why I feel moved

to host a hope circle at my home tonight,

where we can all get together and, you know,

send some love out in the world

where my mom can really feel it.

So check my Insta, AmeHigherLifeCoaching--

that's A-M-E--for details.

And... maybe bring your own chairs.

Thank you. - Yeah.

[reporters clamoring]

♪ ♪

[police radio chatter]

[curious music]

♪ ♪

[camera shutter snaps]

♪ ♪

Look at this guy. God, crime scene unit?

Maybe they'll find something that'll lead us to Mom.

Dad, I--I called you last night.

Um, I wanted to ask you about the night she went missing.

The divorce lawyer?

I had no idea.

Your mom and I fought, but not like that.

That's the first I know about that.

Hey, thanks for being here, Logan.

I mean it, son.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Was there something else?

No.

I just--I'm here for you.

You know one of those guys just ran off with your vacuum?

This is crazy.

- Yeah. - You talk to Amy,

get her to call off the whatever it is?

She's not returning my calls.

She's too busy updating her Insta.

Oh, God.

There is no way I am going anywhere near that thing.

We might have to.

The cops are already looking at you sideways

and that crazy reporter.

He's right.

Appearances matter right now.

What's the word?

The K-9 unit swept the property twice.

No blood, no trace of Joy.

So if she was killed here, someone did an excellent job

cleaning up after they moved the body.

Yeah, something I want to show you.

Not a speck of dust, hair, fibers.

Nothing. It's spotless inside and out.

♪ ♪

And it still smells like Armor All.

Smells like the destruction of evidence to me.

♪ ♪

Troy, please call me back.

♪ ♪

Troy, please call me back.

[phone ringing] Troy, please call me back.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Troy Delaney.

What you doing here?

I'm just trying to take mind off things.

[chuckles] And how's that working for you?

Yeah, not--not well. [chuckles]

Um, wish I could borrow some of my sister's

hope circle woo-woo 'cause I'm tapped.

Can I see you tonight?

Please?

[tap on door] - [clears throat]

Yeah, just get me the TerraLink cap-table

by the end of the day, and then we're good.

Yeah. All right.

Hey, man. - Hey, man.

Wow, that-- that press conference...

- Oh. - What a--what a shit show.

Not a good day for the Delaneys. [chuckles]

Listen, I know it's not my place to say,

but maybe you should be with your family right now.

- Oh. - Or at the very least

blowing through your grief with some senseless activity.

No, I'm good. I'm good.

I'm serious, buddy.

The world domination can wait a few days.

You got to take care of yourself.

Yeah.

OK.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

If you need anything, you know where to find me.

♪ ♪

[laughs]

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

OK. OK.

- Ooh. - Got it?

- Yeah. - OK.

Um, how many people are coming over?

Uh, I don't have an exact number.

Thank you. - Sure thing.

You and your family are in the minds of everyone

in the philosophy department.

I get that this is about finding your mom,

uh, and I support that.

But I just feel like as the owner of this property--

Ooh, would you grab those Moroccan poufs?

Yeah, yeah. Um...

I just feel like we should maybe

lay out some ground rules.

Couldn't agree more.

No one goes inside.

Done.

Like, not even to use the bathroom.

OK.

And no open flames.

Simon, it's a hope circle.

Candles are nonnegotiable.

- Hey, Ame. - Yeah?

Did you find something?

No, no. Not yet.

But, uh, I do have some questions if you have a moment.

There was, uh--there was an incident at the club

yesterday with your father and Mark Higgins.

Did you hear about that?

Yeah.

Sounded like an accident.

Well, your dad does have a reputation for being

pretty intense on the courts.

I'm just wondering if you ever saw that kind

of aggression at home.

What? No, never.

'Cause I've been combing through your mom's

medical records, and I noticed that she

was hospitalized about eight months ago with a head injury.

[chuckles]

We were drinking, celebrating.

My mom, she had one too many, hit her head, that's all.

That's what we--

you know, if you think that my mom is some abused housewife,

you've got it wrong.

You've got her wrong.

She's strong and amazing.

And she's out there somewhere.

You said it yourself, the evidence is inconclusive.

I said inconsistent.

Just one more thing, how often does your dad clean his car?

His car? Never. [chuckles]

My mom always complains it's a trash can on wheels.

Hmm.

So you'd agree that it's odd that he had

his car detailed last night?

[suspenseful music]

Ooh, nobody help me or anything.

[laughs]

You know that Dad isn't turning ten, right?

Yes, thank you.

Thank you, Stephen.

I'll text you the number for that Reiki therapist.

How are you gonna get her out of there?

Pick her up by the shoulders...

What are you guys doing out here?

And place her outside.

Being held hostage so Brooke can voice her concern.

An adult woman is cohabitating with our parents.

How am I the only one who finds this weird?

Oh, you're not the only one.

There's always other kids staying at the house.

I don't think this is that different.

Exactly.

I think it's nice Mom and Dad are trying

to help someone in need.

Besides, it's only till she gets on her feet, right?

You'll see.

She's got Mom and Dad wrapped around her little finger.

It's fucking weird.

- Hey, hi. - Hi.

Thought I heard people out here.

Yeah.

Isn't that your fucking dress?

- Hi. - Hi.

- You must be Amy. - Yeah.

So nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

- Hi, hi, hi. - Hi.

You don't all have to stand outside and talk about us.

You can just come in.

Yeah, where's the fun in that?

- Hi. - Hi.

Nice to see you step it up in the wardrobe department, Dad.

- Hey. - So how's Indira feeling?

She's OK.

Just didn't want to give her cold to the rest of us.

Oh. Troy, how's your new lady?

Still haven't met her.

Don't know anything about her, actually.

Yeah.

You know, I'm, uh, slow playing this one, Mom.

- Oh. - That's a nice spread.

You cater? - No.

It's all Savannah.

- Oh. - You made all this?

- Is that your mom's china? - Yes.

You know, Savannah said there's no use keeping it locked up,

so we decided to whip it out.

Pretty sure I've told you that a million times, but OK.

- I think it looks great. - Thanks.

Where should I put Dad's cake?

- Whoa, look at that! - Oh.

My friend Yoana gave me her aunt's famous recipe

for a Bulgarian Garash.

Came out a little lopsided, but it's supposed to be delish.

I forgot to tell you.

Tell me what?

Well...

You've been out-caked, Ame.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Hey, Dad.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[breathes sharply]

It's game time, Ame.

[indistinct chatter]

I want to know what the point is.

Like, how much origami do you need to add to Jacuzzi water

to summon a missing woman?

[light music playing]

Feel free to place an origami crane into the pond

and send it with a message of hope.

You say something?

- Don't worry about it. - It's work.

It's fine.

The energy here is weird.

I feel like everyone is staring at Dad.

They are.

Someone accused him of murder on live television.

Now I'm not even sure the cops

are even looking at Savannah.

I gave them a whole list of stuff.

Is there--is there anything else

that you can remember about her?

I've been thinking, but I can't

come up with any new info.

Sorry.

[phone buzzing]

I--I really got to take this.

Hey, give me a sec.

[dramatic music]

We're gonna begin the positivity ceremony now.

You know, Ame, I got to be honest.

I just find all this really selfish.

How? This is for Mom.

No, this is for you.

♪ ♪

You wanted everyone to be all touchy-feely

and pay attention to you like always.

And now the whole circus is here

to play Hands Across America.

It's a complete waste of everyone's time, OK,

not to mention humiliating.

[scoffs]

♪ ♪

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

OK, OK. [giggles]

All right, everybody.

OK, I want to make a toast. OK.

Oh, here we go.

OK, OK, here we go. OK.

When I first met you all those years ago,

I was kind of alone in the world.

And then you walked into my life, and you--

oh, you had that killer serve.

And...[groans] I wanted to play you one-on-one.

- Oh! - And we did.

- [laughs] - We did.

We did. [laughs]

What the hell has gotten into them?

Yeah.

Those first three years on the tour,

oh, my gosh, what a whirlwind.

That tournament in Shreveport, you remember?

[laughter]

Oh, I knew you would remember.

Oh, I think we could have gone on like that forever,

but your ACL had other ideas.

Yeah.

But I'd say things still turned out pretty great.

I mean, this family, the academy, all our students.

You pretend to be such a hard-ass.

But underneath, you have a heart of gold.

Oh, come on. Don't give away all my secrets.

[laughter]

OK, OK. I'll stop.

I just want to say I love you,

and let's keep doing this thing.

- All right. - Whoo!

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Cheers. - Hear, hear.

Aw.

- [sighs] Cheers. Cheers. - Cheers.

That was nice, Mom.

Thank you, sweetie.

I swear they're not always like this.

Oh, I know.

[chuckles]

Uh, my mom mentioned that you're in a bit

of a transition stage, your-- your work, your love life.

I guess you could say that.

Well, I recently started a new venture, life coaching.

You know, I haven't finished my coursework yet,

but I'd be happy to give you a discount if--

Wait, Ame, you're gonna be a life coach?

Since when?

Since a couple weeks ago.

A life coach.

How do you coach life exactly?

It's like being a therapist, kind of.

Right, Ame? - Minus proper training.

I'm in training right now.

- I meant college. - Brooke.

No, I think that's wonderful.

Amy loves helping people.

She's kind and empathetic.

I think it's a great fit.

- Thanks, Mom. - Oh, you're welcome.

Congratulations. It's OK.

[gong resounding]

[indistinct chatter]

Get you to hold hands, so if you can just--

[phone buzzing] - OK.

Hey, everything OK?

Most of you know my mom.

Some of you haven't had the pleasure.

My mom, Joy,

is... remarkable.

She's kind and clever,

so loving and beautiful.

She and I share a deep spiritual bond,

a bond I believe transcends space and time.

Whether or not you believe in any of this,

I think we can all agree that energy matters,

intention matters.

Absolutely.

So let's access...

I don't know how she does this.

All of our most...

I'd be a wreck right now.

And all of our best intentions

and unite them together.

We all love Joy.

We all want her home so badly.

So...

♪ ♪

Hold her in your heart and hold her in your mind.

Hold her with hope.

Hold her with love.

And most of all, hold her with honesty.

♪ ♪

[mellow music]

♪ ♪

Hmm.

I'm sorry about--

Joy had mentioned you always make Stan's birthday cake,

and I completely forgot.

I feel awful.

There's no such thing as too much dessert.

That chicken was delicious.

You'll have to show me how to make it.

Oh, I'd love to.

Yeah, it's really easy. - Mm.

You can do whatever you want with it.

Mm-hmm.

Like, I made it with no olives

and low sodium stock for your dad,

you know, after what happened at Wimbledon.

Mm.

What happened at Wimbledon?

Maybe I shouldn't say.

♪ ♪

And boom, we are--

The South Florida 1990 Mixed Doubles Champions.

[laughter]

Whoo-whoo.

- Dad. - Whoo.

What happened at Wimbledon?

Something happened at Wimbledon?

That's what Savannah said.

I--mild indigestion.

Well, chest pains.

- Mild chest pains. - What?

We had to leave early.

How early?

Quarterfinals, but it's not important.

What's important is, we were there.

We were part of history.

So you missed the quarterfinals?

I paid good money for those tickets.

Can we go back to the chest pains?

Didn't your dad die from a heart thing

right before you came here? - Troy paid for this?

I thought--I thought you--

Could have been psychosomatic.

- Amy. - It's a real thing.

Psychic pain can translate.

It can manifest as physical pain.

OK.

Maybe you were upset 'cause you always

imagined you'd be there as a coach with one of us

or with Harry.

I'm pretty sure it was the fish and chips, but thank you.

Fine. [dog barking]

- Who's Harry? - Oh.

Harry Haddad. He was one of our students.

Oh, my God. The Harry Haddad?

Like, from--from the watch commercials?

- Yeah. - Yeah, mm.

That's amazing. What was he like?

- A suck-up. - He was a bit aggro.

- Cheater. - He was none of those things.

He was a once-in-a-lifetime talent.

- Who fired you. - Do you have to say everything

that pops into your head?

I'm just saying no wonder Dad lost it at Wimbledon.

I didn't lose it!

OK, I want to hear what's going on with everyone.

Share some news.

Come on, somebody must have some news.

Yeah, I got an update.

[clears throat]

Oh, oh, oh.

[clears throat]

[inhales deeply]

[with high-pitched voice] Indira is leaving Logan

and moving to Seattle.

- Troy, what? - What?

[laughs] Wait, what?

Logan, what?

Logan.

[inhales deeply]

[with high-pitched voice] Claire wants the embryo

she made with Troy

to make a baby with her new boyfriend.

She wants your babies?

How ugly is this boyfriend? [laughs]

[with high-pitched voice] I just aced

my love language midterm.

[laughter]

[normally] It's true.

God.

I studied really hard and I aced it.

[laughter]

[soft music]

[sighs] [indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

- Hey. - Did you think

any of that was funny?

Oh. [laughs]

I don't know.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I either sign over custody of these embryos

to Claire and another guy,

or they're destroyed.

And, uh...

I don't really know what to do.

Oh.

Oh, honey.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, well...

You know what she went through,

all of those injections

and the visits to the doctor.

I mean, you already know the right thing to do.

Excuse me.

Now let's all exhale.

[dramatic music]

Now let's all inhale.

Claire?

♪ ♪

Can't imagine our lawyers would be particularly thrilled

at this image right now.

They might let it slide, considering the circumstances.

- Exhale. - Yeah.

I'm so sorry about your mom.

How are you?

She never really forgave me for what I did to you,

so it's-- - Troy.

- Um... - She always worshipped you.

Keep listening to her voicemails.

And exhale.

Stupid.

It's not stupid.

Keeping your eyes closed,

ground your heart center

and focus intently on finding Joy.

Become attuned to her vibrational energies.

Yes.

Don't suppress anything that comes up for you.

♪ ♪

[sighs] I was just--

I just wanted everything to be perfect, you know?

Mm.

I can't believe that Indira is just gone.

And the whole embryo situation with Troy, it's--

it's just a big mess.

Amy, God bless her,

she just never doesn't put her foot in it.

[sighs]

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

The whole party is just ruined.

No.

I'm so sorry.

You did all that work.

I'm the one who should be sorry.

I shouldn't have asked all those questions.

You did nothing wrong, nothing.

[inhales deeply]

Oh, oh.

- You OK? - Yeah, yeah.

I was just...

[softly] Nobody can break your heart

like your own children.

Stan didn't help.

[smoke alarm beeping]

[gasps] Uh, um--

- Oh, my God. - Dad?

Amy.

Someone get a fire extinguisher.

- It's OK. - You didn't need to light

a million candles, Amy!

Blow them out, Dad. Manifest.

- Oh, no. - No one's gonna manifest, Amy.

Loge!

What?

Amy.

Happy birthday, Dad.

Yeah. [dull thud]

Joy!

Oh, shit!

Take a grounding breath

and slowly open your eyes.

[phone ringing and buzzing]

Please, silence your phone.

Sorry, just--sorry.

As you come back to your bodies,

please feel free to voice anything that came up for you.

[tense music]

I'm sorry, but I can't.

I-I can't just stand here all "kumbaya."

Last night, I held Joy's bloody jacket in my hands.

Today, I watched a forensics team

tear apart my yard looking for my friend's body.

And this whole time, you had the gall to look me in the eye

and tell me that she had a head cold.

A head cold!

She's right.

You lied to us.

What kind of a person lies about their wife

being missing?

♪ ♪

What are you accusing me of?

I think you know.

♪ ♪

Oh, so you filed the missing persons report?

♪ ♪

I--I'm lost for words here.

I--I thought you knew me.

I coached your kids.

I helped paint your fence.

We've been neighbors for 30 years.

♪ ♪

It's--this is my wife we're talking about.

This is my wife who's missing.

My wife!

I can't believe I showed up for this bullshit.

[crowd chattering]

Dad. Dad. Hey.

Mr. Delaney.

- You can't just take off. - We're out of here.

Wait.

Police in North Palm just called.

They found a body.

♪ ♪

We don't know that it's her, but it could be.

White woman, roughly Joy's age.

[sighs]

We might need your help to make an ID.

OK. Um, let's just do it.

We'll just do it right now.

The medical examiner needs some time with the body

for cleaning and assessment. - Cleaning?

She was found by North Palm, washed up on the shore.

What about the blood you took from me this morning?

Can't you use that to identify her?

It doesn't really work that way.

We put a rush on the DNA sample for your mom's sweatshirt,

but it could take another day or two.

We need to get back.

I will call as soon as we have answers, I promise.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct announcement over P.A. system]

- Thanks. - Oh.

I don't think anyone's said that yet.

You snapped into gear and called 911

while the rest of us just stood there like a bunch of dopes.

It was nothing. No, really.

What about that Food Network spread for my dad?

Was that nothing too?

You're welcome.

It's late.

You can head back to the house.

♪ ♪

Thanks, really, but we got this.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

Can't believe I have to stay overnight.

It's so embarrassing.

I mean, I've taken worse falls on the court.

Yeah, but you weren't mixing alcohol

with your blood thinners back in the day.

Well, I'm usually so good at holding my alcohol.

We all had an off night, we did.

And let's get this straight, I'm supposed

to kick the bucket first, right?

If you insist.

[knock at door]

I know I'm not supposed to be back here yet...

- Oh. - But I couldn't wait.

Oh, come on in. I'm fine.

I think my ego is more bruised than anything else.

You do have a concussion, you know.

Oh.

Mom, I'm really sorry about everything tonight.

I was just trying to help.

Oh, I know, I know.

But going forward, no more pyrotechnics, OK?

I thought we lost you for a second.

Oh, honey.

Oh, don't worry.

I'm not going anywhere.

Oh. Oh.

Well, folks, you might have guessed it.

We are getting reports coming in

that the tropical storm could be upgraded

to a Cat 1 hurricane.

We have warnings in place for Brevard County

and pretty much all of Southern Florida.

Let me just...

Troy, would you stop with that?

Moving down south toward Melbourne,

and then it turns right before it heads back to the ocean.

We're suggesting that...

I need some fresh air.

Stay home, keep your pets inside,

and plan for flooding.

Now, looks like we have our...

Yeah, me too.

Chris, you were down there on location.

Chris, how...

[newscaster continues indistinctly]

- What's going on? - Dad...

took out one of my rental boats

the night that Mom went missing.

♪ ♪

Did he tell you?

No, I found out from the security logs.

And now they found a body in the water.

♪ ♪

He couldn't have.

He literally couldn't have.

♪ ♪

I'm going back.

Don't say anything about this to anyone else, OK?

♪ ♪

[ball thudding]

But local police are patrolling the area.

[newscaster continues indistinctly]

♪ ♪

The hell is wrong with you?

Your mother might be dead.

Why'd you lie about her being gone for three days?

You told her friend she had a cold, she was sick.

Then you went and got your car cleaned right before

they searched everything.

♪ ♪

Hmm?

What'd you do to her?

Who are you?

♪ ♪

I never laid a hand on your mother.

Never!

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

Oh, come on. Stop with the looks, OK?

I don't think it was Dad.

If it is Mom's body, I think it was Savannah.

The detective, she said they found the body in North Palm.

That's near Munyon Island and MacArthur Beach.

They used to hike there together, Mom and Savannah.

That's--yeah, I remember.

They went there all the time.

It's in line with my vision.

Your vision?

During the guided meditation, I had a vision.

There were trees, lots of water, dirt on the ground.

Maybe it was sand.

And... I found her.

Ame.

♪ ♪

Come on.

Ame.

- Fine! - Amy.

Wait, what--hey.

No!

♪ ♪

[yelps]

[exhaling sharply]

Hey.

You doing OK?

[breathes sharply]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

My family thinks I'm crazy.

Well...

I don't.

♪ ♪

Amy?

Amy!

Yeah?

It's the cops. We got to go.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Thank you for coming down.

Is it her?

Forensics hasn't gotten the DNA results yet.

But the medical examiner has something

that she wants to show you, an item found on the body.

Who would be willing to come back--

Yeah, yeah, I will.

I want to too.

I need to.

[sighs]

OK, Ames. Let's go.

We're hoping we can use the item

to make an identification.

[sighs]

Do you recognize this?

Does this belong to Joy?

- [gasps] - [sighs]

[sobs]

- Oh, God. - Oh, shit.

- [crying] - No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, it's good news.

It's--it's not her.

It's not her. - What?

- Wait, what? - Wait, it's not her?

- What? - It's not her, thank God.

Then why is Amy crying?

I don't know why.

Wait, what? What? Jesus!

What is wrong with you?

I'm not doing it on purpose.

Do you realize you just made us all think Mom's dead?

I'm crying because I'm relieved

and because this means that she's still out there.

She's still missing.

And I can't stand thinking that she's alone and maybe hurt

or--or worse.

And we can't find her!

And because somebody else is dead!

And a whole other family is gonna have to do this.

Because I have a heart, Brooke!

Oh, my God, you are an emotional chaos sinkhole,

Amy, and I'm sick of it!

Listen, let's just take this outside.

It's been a long day for all of us.

There's something else.

- Oh! - Oh, Jesus. What now?

Did Joy ever give any indication

that she might hurt herself?

No, why-- why would you say that?

What are you talking about?

The forensic team just brought something

to our attention, something they found in Joy's nightstand

during the search today.

It's, uh--it's pretty clear about intention to self-harm.

Look, if you think that there's any chance...

- No. - That she might have--

No, no.

"I know I let you all down.

"I can't take disappointing you over and over.

"Miami has been so much harder than I thought,

and I can't do it anymore."

Wait.

[dramatic music]

I'm--I'm sorry. I--I had no idea.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't tell you,

any of you,

because you could all be so fucking hard.

I was failing at college.

I failed at tennis.

I never fit in with any of you.

♪ ♪

Mom saved me every day.

Amy.

No, no, no, no.

♪ ♪

I am not an emotional sinkhole.

♪ ♪

I am different.

And I'm honest.

And I'm doing everything I can to bring Mom home,

which is more than you are doing.

♪ ♪

You know, you really ought to put the screws to Brooke.

She fucked Savannah--a lot.

Good night.

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry ♪

♪ Even if it don't come true ♪

♪ Dreaming is what dreamers do ♪

♪ Evan's keys on green to blue ♪

♪ Are never gray ♪

♪ Even if it all goes bust ♪

♪ Your pretty pearls all fade to rust ♪

♪ Angel wings to angel dust ♪

♪ Every day ♪

It wasn't her.

OK.

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

Good, that's good.

♪ There's an open door for you ♪

Why are you still up?

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

I guess I just wanted to make sure you're OK.

♪ For you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door for you ♪

♪ Worry no more, worry no more ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

[door slams]

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

Anybody here?

♪ There's an open door ♪

Hey, Brooke.

♪ For you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door for you ♪

♪ Worry no more ♪

♪ Oh, worry no more ♪

♪ There's an open door for you ♪

♪ Worry no more, worry no more ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry, worry ♪

♪ Don't worry ♪