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9-1-1.

You're the owner?
Chief Thorpe.

I'm really sorry for what
you're going through.

- Thank you.
- Any idea how it started?

Why don't you ask her?

- Your child?
- Foster child.

I think she might have
started it accidentally.

It was no accident!

That girl hates us!

She's a little girl.

That's what she looks like.

I don't know what she is.

- Morning.
- Good morning.

- Hey, put a sweater on.
- I'll be warm running.

- Well, are you running now?
- Fine!

Oh, and keep practice short,

because the air quality
is just below orange.

I don't want you ingesting
all those toxins.

Mm-hmm. Yes, mom.

I'll be the healthiest
girl on the team.

Probably in the school.

Maybe I'll never die.

Well, if that happened,
I wouldn't hate it.

What are you doing today?

Uh, I have an open
house at noon.

The Palmer house
over on Sherman.

What do you have going on?

I'm working with
Oliver in the den.

We gotta get our drawings
in front of the city council

pretty quick.

Three other architectural firms

have already submitted bids.

Thank you.

- Hi, guys.
- Hey.

- Hey, you ready?
- Yeah.

Oh, honey, and just
for my calendar,

what time is your
track meet on Saturday?

Okay, mom, you don't need
to come to every meet.

I...

It's at 2:00 pm, Mrs. Long.

Thank you, Derek.

I'm sorry.

Am I embarrassing you

in front of your friends
at your track meets?

No, not at all, I
think it's wonderful

the way you insist on witnessing
every moment of my life.

Good. 'Cause I love it.

- Bye. Bye.
- Bye.

It's scary how well
she's turning out.

Where does that
confidence come from?

I thought everybody under 18

was being destroyed
by the Internet.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

It's the adoption agency.

Hello.

Yes, this is Jessica Long.

Yes, we are more
than ready to...

Yes.

No, I just, um...

Uh, sorry, we...

This is the fourth adoption
we've had fall through

in three years, so I'm...

No, I don't, I don't think
it's your fault, Maya, it...

Oh! I...

It may not be what
you had in mind

but there's another possibility.

Everyone wants a baby,

and they are thin on
the ground these days.

Would you be open to
an eight-year-old girl

with special needs?

I mean, I know we've
only talked about babies

but... an older
girl needs love too.

Would we be able
to meet her first?

Of course. How about tomorrow?

Talk it over. And...

Something to bear in mind.

You're both in your 40s.

Most birth mothers prefer
to place their babies

with younger parents, and
it's only gonna get worse.

The door you're waiting
for may not open.

Uh, give us a few
minutes. We'll call back.

- All right.
- All right. Thank you.

Okay. I...

Okay.

We're not gonna get a baby.

We're not gonna get a baby.

And I think that maybe
this girl could be

what we've been waiting for.

But it's two leaps, you know?
It's just an older child

- and one with special needs.
- I know. I know.

I just...

It's a risk.

Anytime you adopt, and I just...

You can't...

You can't solve every
unknown before you commit.

You just can't.

Okay.

- I love you. I love you. Okay.
- I love you too.

Okay.

Okay.

Hey, Oliver,

am I the kind of
person that needs to

figure out every angle
before I commit to anything?

Oh, yeah. Big time.

- Really?
- Are you kidding?

You're Mr. Spock.

It's like, "Oliver, the odds
of us selling this project

are 23.6 to one."

Look, some people run
hot, some people not.

That's why I do all the pitches.

You analyze while
I jump up and down.

Anyway, so w-w-what's
this all about?

Well, you know, we've been
trying to adopt a baby.

Today the agency suggested
an eight-year-old child

with special needs.

Oh. Wha-what does Jess think?

You know Jess. She's
been dreaming about

- a child in her arms.
- Yeah, well...

Now maybe the dream comes true.

Yeah, well, what do you think?

Well, I'm right there with
her wanting another child.

Ah, but she's ready to
dive into the deep end

while you're checking
the pool for issues?

You make me sound
incredibly boring.

No, no, no, no, it's just that

you... look at things
from another angle.

It's like, if
Jess's first thought

is a little girl in her arms,

what's your first thought?

We need to start making the
house accessible for her.

See, and that's why you guys
make the perfect partners

for this adventure.

Mm.

Thank you so much
for doing this.

Of course.

- Ooh, yes.
- Oh, Lani, no.

- I know, I know.
- Why?

If you don't want
me to sneak them,

don't make them
look so tempting.

How do you do it, Jess?

Well, everything from scratch.

No processed ingredients.

Never trust anything
from a package. Okay.

How does Karl feel about
adopting this girl?

Uh, he's open to it, but...

I mean, you know Karl.

He's got to write a dissertation

in his head first.

Jess, why is this
so important to you?

You've done such a
great job with Rhiannon.

But in a few years, she's
gonna be going off to college,

and here you are, signing
up for re-enlistment.

What about freedom, travel,
exploring new things?

So, what, I should just
take a cruise, learn French?

I mean, nothing is
more important to me

than being a mother to
a child who needs me

and protecting them in a world

that can be so dangerous
in so many ways.

But they need to figure it out.

I mean, I can't
think of anything

that's more important than that.

Okay, then I'm here for you.

Even if it's not
what I would do.

I mean, look at this place.

The Palmers raised
three kids here

and yet they're selling it

because they can't
stand how empty it is.

Jess, I love how you make
up things in your head.

They're selling this place so
they can move to Carolina beach.

Okay, no... That is what
they tell everybody.

- But I know the real agenda.
- Mm.

No, no.

Spoken like a mom.

Hey! That's mine.

Did you get this from
Mrs. Allashine's purse?

I thought you wanted a baby.

Does the idea bother you?

- Why would it bother me?
- Well...

She'd take up a lot
of our attention.

Okay, great. I need less
attention than you're giving me.

Okay, but it doesn't
bother me. Seriously.

You know, I always wanted
brothers and sisters.

And I kind of like the
idea of having a sister

I can get to know before
I go away to college.

Oh, college.

Well, don't expect all your
fantasies to come true.

'Cause only children
envy kids with siblings

and kids with siblings
think they're in hell.

- Oh, God.
- Mm. Okay, Karl.

And the grass is
always greener...

Well, sure, but we
don't need to go

all the way to hell
to make that point.

Please feel free to look
forward to having a sister.

I think it's a good idea.

I mean, I thought
you guys were gonna

have me changing diapers, so.

Well, here we are,
complicating everything

and teen reactions
are so simple.

How will this affect me?

I'm not complaining.

- Is it that stressful?
- I just...

I can't take
another no. I can't.

Karl, Jessica.

- Hi, Maya.
- Hi.

- Nice to see you again.
- Oh, so good to see you again.

I'm sure you want to
hear more about Gabby

- before you meet her...
- Oh, Gabby?

Gabrielle Sadler.

Born in a small
village in Portugal

to an American mother,
Jeanette Sadler.

When Gabby was less
than a year old,

her mother decided
to marry a local man

who didn't want children.

The marriage was
conditional on that.

Gabby's mother chose
that man over her.

She was in an orphanage
till she was five,

when Gabby's grandmother
discovered her existence

and sent for her.

The timing was
good, as her village

was still picking up
from an earthquake,

and the orphanage
was in bad shape.

Good Lord. She's had
nonstop bad luck.

I mean, at least
she was with family,

you know, a-a grandmother
who wanted her.

Well, soon after Gabby arrived,

the grandmother started
having dementia symptoms.

She's in a memory care unit

and Gabby's been in
foster homes ever since.

Okay.

What's that?

It's a drawing I made for
my new mother and father.

So nice, Gabby.

But this family
already has a daughter,

so there would be four people.

How old is she?

15.

Two years of fostering...

and she just keeps getting
passed from one to another.

I hope if this works out,
it'll be her forever home.

Yeah.

Hi, Gabby. Hi.

We have been looking
forward to meeting you.

- Do you know who we are?
- Are you... the maybe people?

"Maybe people"?

Whenever I ask if you might
be my new mother and father

they say maybe.

Oh.

Would you like that, Gabby?

I want a real family,
not like the fosters.

Would you love me?

What is that?

Um... would you
like to be a part...

Would you like to be
part of our family?

Okay. Because I would
really love that.

We can start making
the arrangements.

Please do it.

Okay, well, we had to
sign a ton of paperwork,

but here she is, a
very special person.

Hi, Gabby. I'm your
new sister, Rhiannon.

If you want, you
can call me Rhi.

Hello.

- Did you eat?
- Uh, yeah.

- I had the leftover salmon.
- Okay.

Do you wanna see your room?

I'm so glad you're here.

You get to take
some of the heat.

What heat?

Well, the thing is,
when you're my age,

you don't need your mom
checking in on you all the time.

But now she's got
you to occupy her,

so this is a dawn
of freedom for me.

What are you telling
her, Rhiannon?

Um, the same thing I'm
always telling you.

Mmm. See, that's
what I was afraid of.

Okay, let's go.

There you go.

It's... nice.

Um...

Hello, Princess Gabby!

Welcome your royal subjects.

Hi, Mr. Lion.

I'm tired. Can
I go to bed now?

Yeah. Oh, of course.

Of course, of course, of course.

Oh, here are your things.

Okay.

Okay. We'll...
give you some time.

Okay.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight, honey.

Goodnight.

- Is anything wrong?
- No.

I don't know.

I just...

I knew we weren't
getting a baby.

And I-I'm okay with
that. I am. I just...

I don't know, i-it feels

so different than
I thought it would.

I-I don't know.

I mean, Jess, you've
had that room ready

for a baby for three years now.

I know.

She's an eight-year-old girl

with her own personality.

I know.

That's all it is, right?

Yeah. I mean, what
else could it be?

I'm sure it's me.

I think I've had a long day
and could use some rest.

All right. Let's go to bed.

Hi. Come on in.

Are you famous?

No, not yet.

Will they want me to do that?

Running? Sports?

No, you can do
whatever you want.

Here, take a seat.

Are there any games you like?

Um, grandma and I used
to play a card game.

- Yeah?
- It's only three cards.

It's not hard, but
it got hard for her.

What about games you
played with other kids?

Other kids don't play with me.

Here.

Okay, so this is
"Llamas in the Lake."

And the llamas all try to
swim to that island, see?

- Wanna try?
- Yeah.

You'll be going to
school in a few days.

And you'll make friends then.

No, I won't.

Oh, wow.

Oh, my gosh. You
didn't have to do that.

I saw how tired you
looked last night.

Oh, sweetie.

Thank you.

Coffee, coffee, coffee.

Oh. Good morning.

- What?
- What's that?

- Oh, my bracelet?
- Yeah.

This... is a medical
alert bracelet.

It's 14 carat gold.

- What does it say?
- It says, "Latex allergy."

Those are odd words, hm?

An allergy is when
something makes you sick.

And the thing that
makes me sick is latex.

Latex is a specific
kind of rubber.

It's very romantic, Gabby.

It is actually.

Dad got it for mom
when they got engaged.

He said it was so
he'd never lose her.

Never mind, sweetie.

The more important thing is,

what would you
like for breakfast?

Uh, do you have caviar?

My mother used to give me that.

Oh, uh, oh, your-your
foster mother,

she used to give you caviar?

She's not my mother. My real
mother is a famous singer.

She'll come back for me someday
and I'll be a singer too.

Well, that's nice.

Um, we are out of
caviar at the moment.

But we do have cereal.

And then after breakfast,
I can help you get ready

and wash up.

I don't need help
getting washed.

There's a stool by the sink.

Yes, but I think that

we should do more than
a sink wash... today.

I know that you
are very capable,

but you just need
help getting...

I don't need help.

- Gabby.
- Yeah.

- I'm ready.
- Yes.

I, I wish that you wouldn't
have gotten dressed.

I came upstairs to
help you take a bath.

Oh, I washed. I
don't need a bath.

Okay, honey, we-we talked
about this in the kitchen.

Okay, we have
rules in this house

and we don't just
ignore each other.

And at some point, you're
gonna have to take a bath...

I said no.

Okay, fine.

No bath today.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

'Cause it could
be really boring.

I wanna be with you.

All right, you can stay till
the open house starts then.

But couldn't we do
something else together?

Well, I'd love to,
but I have to work.

We could go to the movies.

I'm sorry, Gabby. Work
comes first, okay?

Hi. Elaine and
Richard, this is Gabby.

- Well, hello, young lady!
- Hi.

- And where do you come from?
- Monaco.

It's a city and a country.

Gabby is going to help me make

my famous open
house cookies today.

Yes, we heard they were a
hit at the last showing.

Oh, thank you. It's
actually the aroma

that's more important
than the cookies.

Which is why I am going
to bake them in your oven.

- Setting the mood.
- Exactly.

Well, we'll leave
you to it then.

Nice to meet you, Gabby.

- Yeah.
- We're gonna have fun.

Bye.

Okay, we're gonna do

dry ingredients first.

So, honey, why did you say
"Monaco" to Mr. Palmer?

He asked where I came from.

But you're not from Monaco,

so why would you
tell a fib like that?

And this morning you said your
mother was a famous singer.

Those are nice dreams. Hmm.

Monaco's a very fancy place.

There's a prince and a princess.

Maybe you heard about
that in a movie.

Okay, but this is the thing.

No matter how nice dreams are,

we can't just say things
to people that aren't true.

How do you know?

How do I know what?

W-what's true?

Hang on.

- Elaine left her phone here.
- Oh.

Isn't it silly that
I had to come back?

Years ago, I wouldn't even care.

But now I feel like
they have to amputate

that thing from my hand.

Little Gabby is quite
the eccentric, isn't she?

- Yeah.
- Monaco.

- Karl mentioned Portugal to me.
- Oh.

He knows that I worked out of
Lisbon for a couple of years.

He wondered if I knew
anything about her village.

I wouldn't have
heard of her place

except for the earthquake
a few years ago.

- Mm.
- Terrible.

The hospitals were full.

A lot of people never
found, you know.

It's a lot for a
little girl to take on.

It's not in any of
the usual places.

Could one of you call my number?

I don't...

- Kitchen.
- Yes.

I'm helping.

Help, it felt more
like sabotage.

What, you mean like deliberate?

Well, I refused to
take her to a movie,

and then I told her that
I didn't believe her,

and it seemed like
this was payback.

And then we had a
fight this morning.

I offered to help
her take a bath,

and she insisted on just
washing up at the sink.

And for a minute, I thought
she was gonna attack me.

I mean...

Maybe she was abused

and that's why she won't
take her clothes off

in front of anyone.

That's a terrible thought.

Either way, she's obviously
not comfortable with it.

- I know.
- And she's really

just met you both.

If it were me,
I'd give her time.

Yeah. Yeah.

I just... I, I thought that I
would understand her better.

We were both born overseas,

you know, she came
from Portugal,

I came from Germany,

and we both had to
adjust as little kids.

But I just...

I don't get her.

There's a probationary
period, isn't there?

Yes, but Karl and
I agree on this.

You can't bring a
child into your home

and then dump her
where you got her.

You know, like she's the
wrong size shoe or something.

At least she'll be starting
school in a couple of days

- and be out of your hair.
- Thank God.

I did do a check on the
second grade teacher.

- Typical Jess.
- Oh, I know I have to.

And she's got a
great reputation.

She's a few years
from retirement,

and she is supposed to be just
really good with the kids.

So, it'll be good.

- You do you.
- Mm.

And whatever happens, remember,
we'll always have Chardonnay.

- We need it.
- Yeah.

I do.

- I know you're awake.
- It wasn't a secret.

Are we in way over our heads?

I don't know.

Should we maybe get some help?

Like take her to some
kind of counselor?

I don't know.

I mean, it's early.

She's still adjusting.

I mean, they could
offer advice at least.

- We don't have to take it.
- I know, I'm just...

I'm worried that sending
her to a therapist right now

that she'll see that
as a way of saying

something's wrong with her.

We were so lucky with Rhiannon.

Come on.

Oh, she had her moments.

Yeah, yeah, she did.

You remember the time she,
she got on the wrong bus

- just to see what would happen?
- Oh, my God.

I aged like five years that day.

Oh, at least.

Okay, then let's, let's
rise to this occasion.

- You know.
- Yeah.

Maybe a few years from now
when Gabby's in college

we'll look back on
today and find it funny.

No, we won't.

Probably not.

Oh, you're cute
when you're wrong.

Oh...

- Rhiannon yelled at me.
- Yeah, 'cause she was shocked.

You know, she wasn't
expecting to find you there.

When someone's surprised like
that, it's, it's upsetting.

- Yeah.
- So it's okay she yelled at me?

No, no...

No, but she has a
right to her privacy.

Okay? Like, that room is hers,
just like this one is yours.

Hers is better than mine.

It's different.

I saw her runner pictures.

You looked proud of her.

Yeah, we are.

I can't run. Not like her.

Well, you know, you'll, um...

You'll find your own
things, you know.

Special things that
mean something to you.

Yeah.

We don't love Rhiannon
because she runs,

we love her because
she's Rhiannon.

Hey... do you like your room?

Because you have these toys
and y-you don't play with them.

Of course I like them.

So, Gabby's schooling has
been pretty patchy at best.

Um, she's moved around
a lot, right, Gabby?

And some of her
fosters home-schooled

when they bothered.

Well, don't you worry, Gabby.

We'll make sure
you are caught up

to the rest of the
second grade in no time.

Great. Okay. Have fun today.

Today we are going to
add a one digit number

to a two digit number.

Let's say Jan has 12 Pokemon
stickers and she gets two more.

- You're funny looking.
- You're a bitch.

♪ When you left I cried
100 hours straight ♪

- Hi.
- Hey, there. Just in time.

- How was practice? Ah!
- Still working on my form.

- That smells great.
- Right?

I'm starving!

She's just watching
like a spy, mom.

- She's creepy.
- Okay.

Listen, I know you were upset
that she was in your room,

but think about this.

You have a place
here, okay? She's new.

And then she sees
these photos of you

doing things she'll
never be able to do.

And so I think, to her, it must
look like you have the world.

Maybe she was just lonely and
just a little bit jealous.

- Yeah, I guess it's possible.
- Yes.

All right. Take these over
and you two can get started.

- Here you go. Thank you.
- Yeah.

How's school going?

- Hey, Rhi, what's that bird?
- Oriole.

You know all the birds by name

because your grandma's
a bird watcher.

She and grandad live
out in the country.

We'll take you to visit one day.

- You will?
- Yeah. They're great.

I have a picture of
gran and granddad

framed on my dresser. I'll
show it to you. One second.

Will they be my
grandparents, too?

Yes, and when we visit,
we'll show you where the bear

looked at gran
through the window.

- A bear?
- A bear...

who stole the bird feeder.

Oh, you're gonna hear
all the stories, Gabby.

Will they like me?

Mom!

Even my trophies. She
even took my trophies.

Why is she here?

Why is she here?

Here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna return everything
you took to Rhiannon.

- Apologize to her.
- No. I shouldn't have to!

She has enough things.

Okay, being part
of a forever family

doesn't mean things
are just handed to you.

Okay? It's about participating.

It-it's about being
respectful to one another.

And you can start by
taking off that sweater

and giving it back to her.

That's Rhiannon's
sweater? Are you sure?

- Yeah, it's cropped.
- I like this sweater.

Why can't I have it?

Because it doesn't
belong to you.

Okay. I'll knit you
another sweater.

Whatever color you want.

I like this. Knit
one for Rhiannon.

Okay, this is ridiculous.
Take off that sweater.

Okay, you know what,
you need to go,

and you need to
stay in your room

and think about what you did.

Go.

Or I will pick you up
and I'll carry you there.

- Well, that felt like a draw.
- Oh, my God.

- You gonna be all right?
- Yeah.

It's just a sprain.

- Okay.
- I feel...

I feel like the thing I
told you at the hospital.

You think I'm paranoid.

I just don't think that toy
was left there deliberately.

I mean, kids leave things
around all the time.

- So do a lot of adults.
- Yeah.

You know how we were wondering
if we can handle this girl?

What if she's thinking
the same thing about us?

Deciding if she doesn't like us?

If she doesn't like me

because I go up and
down those stairs

all the time with
that laundry basket.

She is a troubled kid.

She's not a master criminal.

So what are you doing today?

Oh, I'm supposed to
do notes on the houses

that I've listed, but I don't
know how I'm gonna do that.

I can help.

I... Thank you, Gabby,

but you have to go
to school today.

- Do I have to?
- Yes.

The eternal question.

All right, maybe I can help
when I get back tonight, okay?

Thank you.

- Have a good day.
- You too.

Okay, get ready for school.

I'll be right back.

Hey, Lani.

I've barely started, and I'm
already having a bad day.

I say wine bar tonight.

Oh, believe me. But did I
tell you I sprained my wrist?

So you can lift the glass
with your other hand.

Right.

I don't know. I...

What? Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay, this is weird, but I think
Gabby was using my computer.

Why would an eight-year-old girl

be looking up
adoption regulations?

The dog is sad.

When Joanie and Sam come
home, Buddy plays with them.

Question one, why is Buddy sad?

Write your answers.

Gabby, you're not writing.

May I go to the bathroom,
Mrs. Bienenfeld?

Yes, y-you may.

Honey, Gabby's
missing from school.

What? How can she be missing?

- She's supposed to be in class.
- I know, I know.

She asked use the bathroom.
Nobody's seen her since.

They're searching
the school for her.

Let's go. Sorry.

We've been over every room once,

and so now we're going back
and checking every inch,

every cupboard, every...

Um...

Gabby.

Gabby.

I was so worried about you.

- I'm sorry.
- Oh!

Did you take these things
from the teacher's lounge?

Mrs. Long, Mr. Long.

- I think we need to talk.
- Yeah, yeah.

Are you okay?

I'll be back. Let's go.

The teacher said
she's extremely bright

and must have had some
advanced home-schooling.

- Oh.
- So they're keeping her out

for a little while
while they test her

and figure out where
to re-grade her.

Does this mean you might
have a, a child genius?

I don't know what we have.

I mean, being a child genius

wouldn't explain her
having her period

if she has it.

Did you confront her about that?

Yeah, she admitted
taking the tampons

from Rhiannon's
room, and claimed

that she didn't
know what they were.

- Don't buy it.
- Do you hear girls

are getting their period
younger these days.

Yes, fine. Sure, but
then why lie about it?

And, you know, she just...

She doesn't seem like
an eight-year-old.

She doesn't play with
little girl toys.

I thought maybe the braces were
an indication that she was older

but apparently kids as young
as seven can have them.

But, you know, adults
can too, so who knows?

Jess, why would she lie
about being a child?

Where's the reward?

Well, Karl and I
are supporting her

so she doesn't have
to work for a living.

She could probably squeeze

a college education out of us

and, you know, who
knows what else.

- How old do you think she is?
- I don't know.

But you said work
for a living...

No, I-I know. I just...

I have wondered
if she's an adult.

I know. That sounds incredible.

What does Karl think?

Karl thinks that

she was curious
about the tampons

and that she's extremely
bright for her age.

That part he likes. So I'm
pretty much on my own in this.

And I don't even know
what to make of her

looking up adoption
regulations on my laptop.

Well, maybe she's worried.

Wants to see how easy
it would be for you

to reverse the adoption.

Yeah, or she's wondering
what would happen to her

if something happened to us.

- What would happen to you?
- I don't know.

- Hey, Derek.
- Hey.

Rhi's not ready yet.

So where are you two
going this afternoon?

Well, I'm trying
to get Rhi to go

to the science
center with me but...

she always says the weather's
too nice to be indoors.

Well, your odds aren't
good today either.

Another beautiful Saturday.

Feel free to hang out,
I'm going back to work.

Hi. You must be Derek.

I'm Gabby, the new sister.

- Hello.
- Want a soda?

- Uh, I'm okay. Thanks.
- Okay.

So, are you going anywhere
interesting today?

I'm not sure.

You should go to
the science center.

- Really?
- Yeah.

They have an exhibit
on the space shuttle.

Are you interested in science?

I love it. I love
learning things.

Oh, no, I, I lost my earring!

I'll find it.

Oh, I found it.

I'd hate to lose
one of these things.

See how nice they are?

Hey, Rhi.

We should, we should get going.

When I get home, I want those
earrings back in my box.

Bye!

I know how it sounds,
but I'm not jealous.

I'm really not. She's
a liar and a thief.

And my parents are all
just, "Give her a chance.

She needs to learn
what a family is like."

Well, why do we
have to teach her?

Hey, you're not saying much.

Isn't there something wrong
about this whole thing?

What do you think?

Well, now that you
mention it, yeah.

- He misunderstood.
- He's not stupid, dad.

I'm not saying that, I'm...

I'm just saying when
you're a boy of 15,

you can sort of dwell
on the subject of sex

a little more than a
girl of 15 might realise.

You think he's seeing
something that's not there?

I think an eight-year-old
girl is not out

to steal anybody's boyfriend.

Who says that she is eight?

We both saw her
birth certificate.

Not just the American version,
the original Portugese one.

Okay, okay, so
she's a little girl

who is educated
beyond her years,

is stealing tampons and
has somehow convinced

a 15-year-old boy that
she is flirting with him.

- I'm...
- We need to talk to her.

No! I'm eight years
old. I'm eight.

Why do you want
me to lie to you?

Okay, Gabby. Honey, listen.

However old you are, we're
not gonna punish you.

- I'm eight, I'm eight!
- Okay. Gabby, calm down.

It's Rhiannon, isn't it?
Talking about me behind my back!

She doesn't want me here and she
doesn't wanna share anything.

I mean, you all go on about
family, but you don't mean it!

Okay, Gabby, honey, just
calm down, nobody's...

You're not what I wanted!
I wish I'd never come here!

Okay. Well, so much for the
"talking to her" method.

Well, maybe we need somebody
who's better at talking.

Well...

I know you're not
sold on the idea,

but I think it's time
for a child therapist.

Do you really think a child
therapist is what we need here?

You're just gonna tell
them everything I say.

No, I'm not.

This is between me and you.

But I will talk to your parents
later about what I think.

Let's talk about
your time in America.

How did you like living
with your grandma?

- She was okay.
- Mm-hmm.

Until she got confused.

And before that? In Portugal?

Can you tell me
about the earthquake?

It was dark. And then, the
earth started to shake.

Well, that must be pretty scary.

Yeah, it was.

I yelled and woke the dorm,

and helped the
little kids get out.

Oh, you're... You were pretty
little yourself, weren't you?

That was three years ago.

You were what, around five?

Yeah.

- So you got out?
- No. I was inside.

The ceiling came down on me.

I couldn't move.

I thought it would be okay.

I thought someone would come.

Oh, they must have tried.

No! No one tried.
No one looked.

They left me all by
myself in the dark.

How long were you trapped?

- Three days.
- But they found you.

They found me by accident.

Can you tell me about
your new family?

Do you like 'em?

I don't like 'em for
bringing me here.

Is there anything
you've done that...

you feel bad about?

No. I do what I need to.

Well, she's had more
than her share of trauma.

I think she's at a crossroads.

You've heard of "la vie en rose"

seeing life through
rose-colored glasses?

Yes.

For Gabby it's
"la vie en noir."

She sees the world as
dark and dangerous.

So what does that mean for us?

Well, clearly, she's...
very bright for her age,

but... when someone's
in a dark place,

they may see enemies
where there are none.

And then they may take
action to protect themselves.

So what can we do?

You can show her that
she can rely on you.

That the world isn't
dark and dangerous.

But the world is
dark and dangerous.

And yet children
need to feel safe.

Yeah, we'll try.

- It'll take time.
- What if we don't have time?

Dr. Li, I... we have
another daughter

at home and...

Gabby a-at times...

seems jealous, even
hostile toward her.

"Hostile" might be
going too far...

Okay, Karl, t-this is important

and we can't be blind to it.

Gabby just came into our
lives a few weeks ago.

And she's saying that
she is eight years old.

Her documents say she's eight.

But I have to say given
the way she behaves...

I think that she may be lying.

I think she may be lying about
that and, and other things.

I would have to
assess her further.

But... if she were, in fact,

pretending to be
something she's not,

like manipulating you, or...

taking advantage of your
emotional weak spots...

it changes things.

We'd be talking
less about trauma,

and more about psychopathy.

"Psychopathy."

Does that mean that
she's dangerous?

Potentially.

Drop 'em! What're you doing?

I was only going
to cut a flower!

Oh, yeah? What are
you a gardener now?

You wouldn't let me
keep the posters.

I wanted something
pretty for my room!

Stop it!

Come on. No. No! No!

- Going off here, huh?
- Let me...

Put me down!

I... I just don't get it.

Why do I have to stay with Lani?

And why is Gabby
locked in her room?

She didn't... really
try to hurt me, did she?

We just think it's better for
you to spend a few days away

- while we settle some things.
- What things though?

- What is going on?
- Listen...

We don't feel that it's safe
to have Gabby living here.

Great.

We can't just drop a
child off on a doorstep.

So we have to make arrangements,

we have to get a hold
of the adoption agency,

and I don't know how long
that's going to take.

And keeping you safe is
the most important thing

- in our lives.
- Yes.

So you go to Lani's.
You understand?

Yes, Daddy. I understand.

Okay, she's here. Let's go.

Hey.

Thank you for doing this
I really appreciate it.

You'll love it. My condo
is next to a bakery.

- Chocolate pastries from heaven.
- Yep.

- All right sweetie, love you.
- Okay, bye.

I know this feels like
a terrible failure.

But you know, we can't
have Gabby stay here.

She was gonna be
part of our family.

I know. I know, sweetheart.

You know how much I wanted this?

It is killing me
to think that it...

It was just a dream.

Ah!

Hello?

Uh, yes.

It's Child Welfare.

Yeah, this is Jessica.

Gabby. I don't want you to
worry about anything you say.

You're not going to get in
trouble for talking with us,

and I don't want you to
worry about anyone else.

What is she telling them? I
mean she could say anything.

And they will have to
take her seriously.

Hell, even the truth looks
bad, locking her in her room.

I know.

I know.

Rhi? Everything okay?

Yeah, all good here, um...

I'm just really confused
about what's going on there.

What do you, what do you
mean? Nothing's going on here.

Well, I'm... on the
family page, I'm online.

And I thought the adoption
agency said we weren't allowed

to post pictures of
Gabby to social media.

W-we're not.

Well, it's up there, and
there's this text with it

and it doesn't sound
like either of you guys.

"Our darling little girl.

She's been through an
ordeal, but that ends now

because we've welcomed this
lost angel into our arms."

Oh, my God, and then more
about how she's so sad and...

how amazing we are.

This makes it look as if we
are trying to pass ourselves

as saints.

- Rhi, thanks, honey, uh...
- Oh, my God.

We're gonna try to get
to the bottom of this.

- You stay safe.
- Yeah, this is...

Well, It's fine
honey, we've got this.

- We love you, okay?
- Love you guys.

- Love you.
- I love you, honey.

I'm not sure how
many more levels

of bad we can reach today.

What do you think
this looks like?

Abusers that are using their
adopted child as publicity.

- I mean...
- Delete it.

Hopefully nobody seen it yet.

Well, it's got 89 smiley
faces and 12 comments.

She did this.

- She did this.
- What?

I don't know how she
did it. But she did it.

- But why?
- To hurt us, Karl!

I mean, it's the same reason

that she left that
toy on the stairs

where I walk up and
down every single day.

The same reason she
went after Rhiannon!

Jess, how?

Your laptop is logged off when
you're not using it. How...

I don't know, I don't know how.

I also don't know how David
Blaine catches a bullet

in his teeth, but he does it.

We finished for the time being.

But we'll be back.

Why? We've explained.

Yes, Mr. Long,
your explanations

have been accounted for.

Gabby backed you up.

Okay, so, why isn't this
all over with, then?

When a child has bruises,
we take it very seriously.

And they're not
always forthcoming

about how these things happen.

We'll be checking in again.

Thank you.

This is exactly what she wants!

It's blackmail!

She can testify to those
people and destroy our lives

any time we do something
she doesn't like.

And then, my, we, we're done.

Our reputations are gone, and
I don't just mean your project

because who wants to buy a
house from a child abuser.

I mean, who wants to be
friends with a child abuser?

Oh, what do we do?

I don't know. Do we move?
Do we change our names?

I mean, would that even work

because the Internet just
follows you everywhere?

If they thought we
were harming Gabby

would they want to remove
Rhiannon from our custody too?

- Oh, my God.
- You're right.

It's not just my work,
we can literally lose

- everything that matters.
- Okay, okay.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

We can't be the first people
that she's taken advantage of.

We need to drill
down into her past.

Jess, do-do you know
how this sounds?

Gabby backed our story
to Child Welfare!

Yes!

Yes! Because she
is a manipulator.

Oh, my God, somebody...

put up that story online.

Someone who's in our house

and had access to
the adoption folder.

What do you think? Do
you think Oliver did it?

Do you think Rhiannon did it
before she left the house?

Okay, I get it.

It's possible.

Then let's please...

defend ourselves.

She doesn't get many visitors.

I'm sure she'd like to hear
about her grand-daughter,

but the truth is, she may
not remember she has one.

- Okay.
- She prefers to be called June.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

June.

Oh, gosh, you're a knitter!

- I am too.
- Oh.

Can I sit with you?

Hm. Yes, yes.

Fighting. We were
always fighting.

Hmm.

What were we just talking about?

Your daughter. Janette,
who went to Portugal.

Well, she can't go to
Portugal. She's only seven.

So...

you and your daughter,
you fought a lot?

Is that why she didn't tell
you that she had a baby?

Your grand daughter, Gabby.

The little girl!

The little girl who'll
always be little.

Yes! Yes, Gabby. Yeah.

Don't you just love purple?

Oh, I do. I do.

So...

Gabby...

She didn't look
anything like her.

They said she looked
just like her mother.

I can't believe we're
sitting outside our own house

so we won't be overheard.

Okay, this is what I got
from the adoption agency.

The Ackers house.
Gabby's foster family.

Okay, what are you telling me?

So, the Foster Dad blamed Gabby.

But the insurance
blamed Foster Dad.

It seems he's a drinker, and
they think he fell asleep

with a lit cigarette. The
fire started in his bedroom.

Okay, if that were true,
why would he blame Gabby?

Well, they think i-it was,

because he was afraid
that he wouldn't get

the insurance payout,

if the fire was due
to his own negligence.

And no matter what, she comes
out smelling like a rose, right?

We-we can't be sure
that she was behind it.

There's no real evidence.

How many benefits of the doubt

are you gonna give this girl?

We don't even know who she is!

What does that even mean?

I...

The grandmother said
she doesn't looks

- anything like her mother.
- Okay.

So what proof do we
have that this is Gabby?

- A birth certificate.
- Yes!

Yes, a birth certificate
with an unbelievable age.

Aside from that
what else is there?

There's not really
anything else.

There was a disaster
in her town, right?

Mm-hmm.

People went missing,

they were never found.

The authorities, they,

they were confused.

They, they were overwhelmed.

The grandmother sends for her.

How do we know that
it's really Gabby

that shows up in
the United States?

I mean, all that Grandma
needs to go on is

you know whatever
paperwork was sent to her

from Portugal at that time.

So, who's to say the girl
who shows up on the doorstep

isn't some much older
girl running a scam.

Because that's a pretty
nice life, right?

A soft landing in
the United States

with some generous
sweet old lady.

- It's a theory.
- Yeah.

It's a theory that would
explain pretty much everything.

Look, this girl's been
a psychopathic liar

from the beginning, and she
can do whatever she wants

without fear of consequences
because she has a piece of paper

that says she's eight years old.

I don't know, I...

Basing all of this

off of what a senile
woman happens to say...

Come on.

Fine. Okay. What if I'm right?

Then where's Gabby?
The real Gabby?

I mean is she...

Is she alive
somewhere in Portugal?

Or not alive?

We can confront her.
I'll-I'll back you up in that.

Good. I think we
should do it today.

Because I really
want my life back.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Where's Gabby?
- Uh, she's in her room.

When she got hungry I
ordered us some pizza.

But if you wanted
something healthier,

should've asked someone
else to babysit.

I haven't eaten all day.

I have a monster headache.

Yeah.

I just want a few minutes

before the fireworks
start with Gabby again.

Would you please give
me some Ibuprofen?

I think I left the
bottle in the den.

We're neck and neck with
stress these days, huh?

I know, honey. I know.

Are you guys all right?

You seem a little jumpy?

Uh... No, we're, we're okay.

Mm-hmm.

- You okay?
- Oh!

Why wouldn't I be okay?

You've been acting
a little funny.

That's good.

That is good.

Yeah, that's a good
manipulation technique.

You blame the other
person for their reactions

to the things you are doing.

I'm not doing that.
What're you...

Oliver isn't completely
oblivious after all.

- Who are you? Really?
- What?

How did you get Gabby's
birth certificate?

Oh, come on, we know.

Oh, so you can just cut it out

with the "I'm a
little girl" routine.

You need to be honest with us.

- I'm going back to my room.
- No, no, no. No, no.

We're gonna settle
this right now...

Help!

Okay. Okay, okay, right.

Okay, okay. All right.

Okay, okay.

Breathe. Please breathe.

This is Karl Long at
17 Highview Drive.

My wife just went into
anaphylactic shock.

I administered her epinephrine.

Yes, yes, thank you, how
long before they get here?

Thank you. Okay, look. They're
only a few minutes away.

Whoa, whoa, whoa what
the hell is going on?

Jess went into
anaphylactic shock.

An ambulance is on the way.

The dishwashing gloves,
I think they're...

- I think they're latex.
- What?

How.. How-how does that happen?

No, no, no, no, no.
You're going to your room.

Oliver, you stay here and
keep a watch on Gabby.

- I'm going to the ER with Jess.
- But th-this is crazy!

I told Jess her
suspicions were crazy,

and look where we are.

The important thing is
always to get the epinephrine

injected intramuscularly
as soon as possible.

- And you managed that.
- Well...

We'd just like to keep
you under observation

for a little while longer.

Of course.

Okay, so...

We have got to
figure something out.

Yeah, first thing we got to do
is get her out of our house.

Oh, my God.

I'll call the adoption agency

and I'll have them pick her up.

Or I can drive her to them.

But she's gone, okay? Tonight.

God!

How do you feel about
involving the police?

I mean, I'm not
thrilled with the idea.

Yeah, me neither. I mean,
what evidence have we got?

Oops, someone made a
mistake with the gloves.

I... N-no!

Those gloves were placed
there deliberately.

I know, but there's no way to
prove it wasn't accidental.

Yeah, you're right, she's
always got plausible deniability

on her side, doesn't she?

Honey, I'm sorry

I've been so hard to convince.

I should have taken your
worries more seriously.

- It's okay.
- Okay.

Just, we're in it together now.

Yeah.

I want to go home.

All right, I'll meet you there.

We'll have her stuff
packed in the car.

See you soon.

So I made it very
clear that, uh,

Gabby tried to harm
or even kill you.

I heard that part.
What was her reaction?

Uh, shocked but professional.

- I guess she's been seen a lot.
- Well...

Well, she said they
don't have the facilities

to deal with violent
criminal behavior. So...

I'm gonna drive Gabby to
a psychiatric hospital,

- where she'll meet us.
- Okay.

They'll evaluate her, and then
I guess the, uh, social workers

- will take it from there.
- Yeah.

Gabby will be back in the
system, just in a worse place.

- Oh, my God.
- Oh, hey.

Okay, don't be
upset. I took a taxi.

- Are you okay? What happened?
- Yes.

Lani told me you
were in the hospital.

Is there nothing Lani
refuses to share?

Okay, she was upset.
I kept at her.

Listen, I had an allergic
reaction but I'm fine.

How could you have a reaction?
You never go near latex.

Oh, my God.

Does this have to do with Gabby?

I'm gonna drive
you back to Lani's.

- Wait, wait.
- No.

Is that still necessary?

I mean...

Your mother and I have a
lot to talk to you about.

- Yeah.
- Let's go.

Ah, she's in her room and
I haven't heard a peep.

Okay, you two, pack her bag,

I'll make sure that
she takes a bath

and is ready to go.

Is that necessary?

Well, I don't want anyone
saying we neglected her.

And I'm not sure she's doing
a good job of washing herself.

Rhi, I want you to stay
in your room, honey.

Okay.

- Gabby?
- Yeah?

I-I need you to
come with me, Gabby.

Where?

We're gonna see Mrs. Savage,

from the adoption agency.

And you're going to
be spending the night.

So, you need to...

take a bath and get
some things together.

Why? Where am I going?

Back to my last foster family?

You're going to a place
where people can help you.

Is this like that
therapist I had to talk to?

No. I know the kind
of place you mean.

Where they lock
people up. I won't go!

Let's go pack her things.

I know you don't
want to take a bath,

but I'm just going to help
you get in and out of the tub.

I'll leave you with the soap.
I'm not gonna look at you.

But I know you're
not a little girl.

Okay, so, let's not pretend.

- I'm 15.
- Are you?

I mean, you tell so many lies
it's hard to keep track, right?

Are you 15? Are you 18? You 20?

- I only lied about my age!
- No.

No. How about your famous
mother, the singer?

- And your life in Monaco?
- So I talked big, okay?

I knew you knew that was crap.

Okay, I embarrassed myself

because I just wanted
you to like me.

You're good.

Such a good manipulator.

You don't want to go away,

so now you're giving
me a half confession.

It's not gonna work this time.

You will be sorry!

You...

will take a bath.

I'm gonna go get the towels.

Oh, God!

Have you seen Gabby? She really
doesn't want to take a bath.

Maybe it's not worth
pushing her, Jess.

Let's just move on...

Oh, my God.

She went out the back.

- Gabby!
- Gabby!

Gabby!

- Gabby!
- Here, sweetie?

Come on, sweetie, it's okay.

Gabby!

Gabby!

We want to help you, Gabby!

I know it's upsetting,

but we find most runaways

around here in 24 hours.

We'll make sure the photo
is widely distributed.

- Okay. Thank you so much.
- Thank you.

- How're you doin'?
- You know...

I know Gabby's just a kid, but
I didn't like the way she said

- we'd be sorry.
- She's not a kid.

And I am really grateful
that the police are involved.

Oh. Oh.

- What's the matter?
- Did you hear that?

I don't, I don't hear anything.

It was, it was
kind of a thumping.

Oh, God.

We have mice. I can't
deal with them tonight.

Oh, Karl, honey, please,

it's been such a crappy
week and I just...

I feel better when
you're next to me.

Please.

Come on.

I'm just gonna look
around a little.

Okay. I mean...

It'll be morning
before you know it.

Um, honey, I think
I found the culprit.

I-I can't hear it if you talk.

What culprit?

There it is.

That's not what I heard.

How? Oh!

Oh, God. Oh, my God.

Oh, God, are you okay?

Go-go get a knife, we
have to cut these off her.

Are you okay? Are you...

- Oh, come on.
- Help!

You're not getting away.

Stop it. Stop!

Stop it.

- What are you doing?
- Stop it!

She was gonna kill me.

No, don't. Don't cut her loose.

Please don't.

- Did you put her in here?
- I had to.

Because you, you don't see
anything it's not your fault,

I don't blame you.

Did you believe it,
now she's crying.

You can see she's not so...

- You were suffocating her.
- I wasn't suffocating her...

If I hadn't come...

I just need her to
stop saying things

about me that aren't true.

You mean, like you tying her up?

She tried to poison me, Karl.

Does that not matter that
she tried to murder me?

You're defending her?

Did she, Jess? Where
did she get the gloves?

Did she drive into town
an-an-an-and go shopping?

She is very resourceful.

I think she had someone from
school get those gloves for her.

She hasn't been to
school in two weeks.

They're still working out
what grade she should be in.

Why do I still do this?

Jess, if I checked the
grocery receipts...

would gloves be
on your last one?

I need you to listen to me.

Oh, my God.

I needed you to
take me seriously!

Oh, my God, Jess.

Please don't untie her.

Please.

She's gonna kill me.

Mom?

She's gonna kill me.

I can't believe it.
You're so naive.

I, I'm the one to
protect my family.

I am the one...

to protect all of us.

I make sure there's no
processed foods in the house,

I'm the one who makes sure
that the teachers are okay,

I'm the one who checks the air
advisories every single day.

What do you do?

You don't even know.

Please don't.

Please don't choose
that girl over me.

I'm not.

Please don't do this, Karl.

She wants to get me.

Please don't make me go.

Please.

Okay.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Persecutory Delusional Disorder.

It's not surprising
that you didn't spot it,

because outside their
particular delusions,

such patients are
fully rational.

I keep feeling like
I should have known.

The brain plays a
trick on these people.

She didn't see Gabby
as a harmless child,

she saw her as an enemy
hiding in plain sight.

Your wife really thought
she was defending herself.

And her family.

I know you've only
just seen her, but...

can she be helped?

These conditions can
be a challenging.

Behavioral therapy may work.

But it depends on how willing
she is to accept treatments.

Right now, she's not
willing at all. She...

- She doesn't trust you. Or me.
- That's the problem, isn't it?

Unless she's willing
to bring herself

to trust our good faith,

she'll actively work
against getting better.

You're not making me
feel better, Doctor.

I don't want to mislead
you, but you should know

that we have treated people
with similar conditions,

and they've found
their way home again.

Okay.

Is she all right?

Your mother has an illness.

It can, uh...

It's something that
can make people see...

enemies who aren't really there.

No one would choose to-to-to
be sick this way. It's...

It's a bad thing
that happens to them.

Will she get better?

The doctors are gonna
keep her and try to...

find the right
treatment for her.

It may take a while.

How long?

They don't know.

Gabby...

why'd you lie about your age?

At the orphanage
they always told me,

the little kids get taken home.

Nobody wants the older ones.

So when Grandma sent for me,

I asked a kid I knew to
change my birth certificate.

His brother used to make IDs

for getting into
clubs in the city.

Grandma didn't know any better.

All she'd heard was that

my mother had a child in
an orphanage somewhere.

She didn't know how old
I was or where I was.

I think she wrote to every
orphanage in the country.

I thought, this is my chance.

She'll love me if I'm young.

She'll keep me.

And what about taking
Rhiannon's things?

Dad, I'm not mad about that now.

I know, I'm just...

I'm just trying to understand.

You love her so much. I...

I thought, if I
were just like her

and had the things
she had and...

liked the things she liked...

you know, really
sisters, you know

you might, might...

might love me.

Gabby.

You want to leave?

I won't blame you.

And we were so sure of
ourselves, weren't we?

And instead of helping,
we were just...

one more thing you
had to go through.

Are you be willing to
give us another chance?

I know it's asking
a lot, and then...

the agency might not
want to allow it...

I'll take that as a yes.

Then we will fight like
hell to keep you, okay?

Detective stories.

Won't you look at me?

What's the point?

I tried to hurt a little girl.

I mean I don't know
what I would have done

if you hadn't...

What I did was unforgivable.

And I can't undo that.

It was the illness, Jess.

It wasn't you.

No, it had to be me because...

nobody else made me do it.

Rhiannon misses you.

She came second
in the 800-meter!

Gabby and I were
cheering her on.

Look, I won't say Gabby's
been all smooth sailing...

we've had our arguments.

I don't think she's ever
gonna be an easy kid.

And the agency is
monitoring our every move.

Well, I mean...

But she's really
settling in, Jess.

She's learning to knit.

What?

From watching videos online.

She made some awful potholders.

But then she made this.

I thought it was a scarf,
but she said it's a shawl.

For if you get cold.

You said nothing you did
was forgivable, but, uh...

for a kid who's
never had a mother,

she might have a
different point of view.

Look, I, I know I
can't even understand

how tough this is for you.

But don't give up
on us. Keep working.

Okay, we all want you home.

I want to come home.

- I really do.
- I know.

- So Gabby is really...
- She's an amazing kid, Jess.

She's wanted a
family for so long.

You should see how
well she's doing.

And I think...

I think she finally feels safe.

Gabby! Have you seen
my gold hair clip?

- Sorry! Where did you leave it?
- I don't know!

I can't find my cherry
lipstick either.

I just keep losing things!