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(Tray clattering)

- Listen, Sergeant, Ive done something really...

- Heroic. Thats why I want you back on active duty,

as long as you feel ready, of course.

- Big J!

I was wondering if he could spend the night?

- Yeah, Ill ask Laura. That shouldnt be a problem.

- Hes your son. Why is it any of her business?

- The hearing was really hard on me.

I was so pissed at you.

And pissed at myself for putting Jared through all that.

- Me too.

- Im so sorry to bother you.

Its just Paul still hasnt turned up.

I do love him.

I dont want anything bad to happen to him.

- Lets fill out a missing persons report.

I abducted Paul Whitman, and then he hung himself.

And then I covered it up.

And I cant live with this anymore.

(Tableware clattering)

Mom, breakfast is ready.

(Sighing)

- Mommys too tired to eat.

I just need some sleep.

Call your father.

Tell him to come get you and your sister.

(Line ringing)

- (Robert): Hello?

- Daddy, can you come get us?

- Well, um, its Wednesday, sweetie.

I come and pick you up on the weekend, remember?

- Mom says she wants you to come today.

Shes really tired.

- Well, Daddys working.

And Ive already told your mother

that I cant change my schedule whenever she wants.

And with the new baby,

your step-mom is really tired too, so...

Ill come pick you up on Friday, OK?

- But--

- Friday. OK?

- OK...

- Bye, sweetie. I love you.

(Door closing)

- Wheres Mom? - Shes still sleeping.

Do you have any homework?

- Yeah.

(Sniffing)

(Whispering): She smells bad.

- Hello?

Whats going on?

(Breathing heavily)

Oh...

(Robert breathing heavily)

(Mia breathing heavily)

(Whispering): Hey, hey. Its all right. Its all right.

(Sobbing)

(Whispering): Its OK.

Its OK.

♪ ♪ ♪

- Whered you put the body?

- In the woods... by my cottage.

(Tyler sighing)

I buried him.

- Fuck. I-i-is this real?

- He was gonna murder them, Tyler.

- OK, stop it, Mia.

- I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldnt listen.

So I had to stop him.

- Cops are supposed to arrest criminals, Mia, not murder them.

And he didnt do anything. - He was going to.

And if you knew what I knew...

- You didnt know shit!

- No...

if there was a world...

where you did, what would you do?

- (Whispering): Jesus Christ, Mia.

(Normal voice): What do you want from me?

Y-y-you want me to tell you this is right?

- I want you to answer the question.

- You have seen thousands of cases like these.

Why are you so hung up on this guy?

- Why did you become a cop?

(Scoffing)

- I dont know, to enforce the law... evenly.

To remind people we live in a civilized society. OK?

Thats the contract that makes sense to me.

- Does it make sense when those people break that contract

and do more harm?

- Its not perfect, Mia...

but its the best system weve got.

And if thats not why you became a cop, then...

maybe youre not cut out for it.

(Mia scoffing)

Why did you tell me all of this?

Di-did you think Id just let it go?

- I knew you wouldnt.

Thats why I told you.

You should pack a few things before I take you down

to the station.

(Sighing)

Whoa, whoa, hey.

Jesus! Whens the last time you slept?

- I dont know.

- Ill, uh, come wake you up in a couple hours.

- Can you lie beside me?

- OK.

(Floor creaking, belt buckle clicking)

- I know I fucked up...

but I didnt know what else to do.

- I would have taken them as far away from him as possible.

- But if they didnt want to do that?

- I didnt say itd be easy...

(Whispering): But I would have tried.

Come on, you got to get some rest.

- Using the keypad,

enter the desired date of the trip,

starting with the month, followed by the day.

- The first time was

back in January on the first day of school.

He pulled me by the hair really hard.

(Keys beeping)

- Your request has been registered.

Your trip is scheduled for January 8th, 2023.

(Spatula clattering)

- Hey. - Hey.

- I figured...

its gonna be a while before we have breakfast

together again, so...

- (Whispering): Thanks.

- Did you get any sleep?

(Chuckling)

- Not really.

- Look, I know its not fair to burden you with all of this.

Im sorry to put you in the middle of all this mess.

- Thats, uh, not really why I couldnt sleep.

All the times I thought about being in your bed, I...

I never could have imagined.

I really wish you hadnt told me.

- (Whispering): Ty...

(Phone chiming)

- We, uh, we should really hurry.

Theyre probably already really pissed at me at the station.

(Doorbell ringing)

Were you expecting someone?

- Dont move.

(Door opening)

- Mia Coleman?

- Yes. - (Tyler): Mia?

Mia?

(Tires squealing)

(Breathing heavily)

(Footsteps approaching)

- Mimi!

If the babys a girl, we should call her Caroline.

You know, you call me Jaja sometimes.

So we can call her Caca.

(Giggling)

You know? Jaja and Caca.

What? You said you needed help coming up with a name.

- Come on, Jaja. Go get ready.

You dont want to be late.

- Have a good day.

- Yeah, and dont forget your gym clothes.

You got Phys. Ed. today. - Got it.

- I got to go do the, uh,

finishing touches on my clients cabinets this morning,

and then Ill go grab some groceries.

And, uh, your sisters gonna come and have lunch here.

She said dont lift a finger, shes gonna do everything.

You OK?

- Uh-huh.

- Yeah? - Y--

- Anything happen last night? Any bleeding?

- No, are...

- (Whispering): OK.

(Normal voice): You tell me if anything happens, right?

Were in this together.

Have a nice day!

(Touchpad clicking)

(Touchpad clicking)

(Door opening)

(Bag rustling)

- What are you doing?

The doctor was very clear, you need rest.

Back to bed this instant.

- Whats the point? Im gonna lose it anyway.

- No, no, no. Not this one.

You are going to have this baby for Auntie Liz to cuddle

because her own teenager wont make eye contact,

let alone physical.

- No, Liz, Im gonna lose this one too and...

I dont want to go through this again.

- I had to work late.

- At Lauras? The one youve been messaging?

- Youre going through my texts again?

- I think youre a fucking liar. - Oh God.

I didnt sleep with her.

- Mimi?

♪ ♪ ♪

- I cant stop thinking about her.

It feels wrong to pretend.

- Did you realize this while you were at her place all afternoon?

- Youre still tracking me?

Im trying to be honest here, you know?

Yeah, I was at Lauras.

But we just talked, thats it.

And I needed it because Ive been so fucked up over this.

- (Liz): Go through what again?

- Im gonna lose my baby,

and then Brysons gonna leave me.

- Wow.

You are the master class in catastrophizing.

Just think positive.

Youd be surprised at what the mind can do.

Remember, the only thing you need to do during mat leave:

one, take advantage of your poor sister

by milking it for all its worth,

and two, give your pregnant ass a rest.

♪ ♪ ♪

(Engine starting)

(Door closing)

(Car beeping)

(Door squeaking)

(Women talking, indistinct)

- Excuse me? - Yeah? Hi.

- Is it too late to register for class?

- Not at all.

(Women laughing)

(Indistinct chatter)

- (Instructor): Exhale out.

Again, inhale peace...

deep into your heart.

Exhale all the stress.

(Yoga mat thudding)

Moving to the top of your mat.

Bring your arms to the sky.

Tuck your belly in and bend forward in Uttanasana.

Namaste.

- (All): Namaste.

- Its a good thing I had a pro next to me.

(Chuckling)

How long you been practicing?

Three years. I find it really helps.

- Im Mia.

- Keri.

(Talking, indistinct)

(Chuckling)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Children talking, indistinct)

- Hey.

Whered you go?

Did something happen?

Whats going on? Did you lose it?

- Yeah.

- You went to the hospital.

- Uh... i-it wasnt that bad this time.

Im OK.

- Why didnt you tell me?

I--I would have gone with you.

- Its sort of routine now, I guess.

And I didnt want you to cancel on your client.

- Oh Jesus, Mia. Hey...

(Door opening)

- Hey.

- Hey.

Oh, the Bergmans invited all the neighbours over tonight

to celebrate Sicilias birthday.

- Youre telling me this now?

I--Im--Im right in the middle of making dinner.

- Its fine. Its a potluck.

The girls want to go and so do I.

- Well, I dont feel like going.

I dont want to have to humiliate myself

by telling everyone Ive been let go.

- Well, you could just not tell them.

- Look, I told you Im not in the mood, OK?

- Well, maybe a little party would be good for your mood.

- Oh yeah, like you know whats good for me, huh?

- Why would you say that?

Look, you dont have to come if you dont want to,

but Im taking the girls.

(Knife clattering)

- Youre so fucking selfish, you know that?

Its just you, you, you all the time.

(Scoffing)

(Doorbell ringing)

(Chuckling)

- Look who made it! Come in, Paul.

Come, we still got a lot of food--

- No, no thanks. I--I just came to get the girls.

Its getting late for them, so...

- Yeah, of course.

Megan, Annie, your dads here.

(Indistinct chatter)

(Woman laughing)

(Indistinct chatter)

♪ ♪ ♪

- Did you have a good time?

- Yeah.

(Megan and Annie talking, indistinct)

- Like that? - A little brighter.

- Brighter?

Like this? - Yeah.

- (Whispering): OK, good night.

- Night.

- (Whispering): Good night.

- I love you, Daddy.

- I love you more.

- No, I love you more.

(Giggling)

- Good night.

- (Man on TV): The city council had a lot to talk about today

when they met for the first time since a lawsuit was...

- (Man 2 on TV): Covering 5,000 miles...

(Door opening, remote clicking)

(Door closing)

(Paul scoffing)

- Youre drunk.

(Keri scoffing)

- Good thing I came and got the kids.

- Im not drunk.

But someone had to keep up appearances

after your pissy cameo.

(Paul breathing heavily, Keri grunting)

- Im sick of you shitting on me all the time,

making me look like some kind of asshole!

(Groaning)

- Let go. Youre hurting me. - No, youre hurting me!

I cant have a bad day

without you kicking me while Im down, right?

You cant even be there for your husband for one night,

you selfish little bitch!

(Keri whimpering)

(Paul and Keri breathing heavily)

(Footsteps retreating, door opening)

(Keri gasping, door slamming)

(Breathing heavily)

- (Woman): Do you want me to move my mat?

- (Woman 2): Oh, yeah, if you have room.

(Door closing)

- Hello, everyone. - Hi.

- Thank you for being here.

OK, everyone, welcome.

(Door opening)

(Door closing)

- Hey.

- What do you feel like for dinner tonight?

Ill make you anything you want.

- Actually, what I could really go for is a little nap...

with you.

The girls are over playing at Sicilias.

- I thought you had a yoga class this morning.

- Id rather stay in bed with you.

- Dad told me the babys gone.

- Does that make you sad?

- No, cause you can make another one.

And we dont have to call him Peter Pee-Pee.

(Mia chuckling)

- Wed better not...

because of the...

- Youre beautiful.

♪ ♪ ♪

(Computer keys clicking)

(Sighing)

(Women talking, indistinct)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Door closing)

- Keri?

Hey!

Mia.

Uh, from yoga.

- Hi.

- I, uh...

(Clears throat)

...I didnt see you in class yesterday.

- No, I... I wasnt feeling well.

- Nothing serious?

You know, a girl can never have too many shoes, you know?

Thats what I always say.

(Chuckling)

- My husband says I buy way more than I need.

- Uh, how long you, uh, been married?

- Fifteen years.

- Fifteen? Wow.

How do you do it?

(Chuckling)

Uh, I only ask cause Ive been with my boyfriend for 7 years.

Not sure how Im gonna make it to eight, you know?

Were going through a bit of a rough patch.

- Do you have kids?

- Um, yeah, a son.

Hes 8.

But my boyfriend had him with his ex,

and shes not really in the picture anymore,

so I raised him like my own.

- You two dont have any kids together?

- You know, we tried, but, uh, they just didnt stick.

Things being so tricky between us now,

the timing couldnt possibly be worse.

- Youre pregnant now?

- Yeah. Yeah.

But, you know, I--Ive--Ive--

Ive already had two miscarriages and...

(Inhaling deeply)

...I dont know.

Things are really rough at home.

I just thought this time its best

to just keep it to myself...

knowing what could happen.

- Im sorry.

Thats...

thats tough.

- But see, thats--thats why--thats why

I envy you so much, you know?

Fifteen years happily married.

Wow.

(Chuckling)

- Well...

weve been going through a bit of a rough patch too.

My husband lost his job and...

hes been really depressed.

- Oh.

Im sorry. Thats hard.

But youre working through it, right?

- I have to go, but, um, Ill see you in yoga.

OK, bye.

- Hey, you know, we should maybe grab a drink

this week or something?

- Ill check with my husband.

- Or I could even, uh, pick you up before class.

We can...

get a coffee.

Its on the way.

- You know where I live?

- No, uh...

(Chuckling)

...I just meant wherever you live.

I am happy to...

grab you on the way.

Um... here, take my number.

- Mia, right?

(Paul groaning, duck tape squeaking)

(Tray clattering, shovel scraping)

- Yeah, uh...

Im just here to pick up Keri for yoga.

- Yeah, I know. Uh, I--Im Paul.

(Door opening)

- Hi. - Hi.

- Did you two meet? - Yeah, yeah. We just did.

Have a good class. - Thanks.

- Bye.

(Doors opening, closing)

- I just dont know how to deal with him sometimes.

If I try to be supportive, he says he doesnt want my pity.

So then I leave him alone,

and he says that I dont care about him.

No matter what I do, its always the wrong thing.

And recently, he...

he lost his temper.

- What did that look like?

- It was nothing.

And he regretted it right away.

I can be such a bitch.

I need to go easier on him.

Anyway...

it wont happen again.

- Uh, not only will it happen again, it will get worse.

It--its a vicious cycle.

I mean, I know. Im a cop.

Ive seen it a million times.

- Youre a police officer?

- Yeah.

What, is that a problem?

- Im just surprised, thats all.

Anyways, Im bumming us out with all my marital problems.

Lets talk about something else, OK?

- Yeah.

(♪ Just a Girl by No Doubt on radio ♪)

- Oh my God...

I was obsessed with No Doubt in high school!

- Oh yeah? - Like, obsessed! Yeah!

♪ Take this pink ribbon off my eyes ♪

- ♪ Im exposed and its no big surprise ♪

♪ Dont you think I know exactly where I stand? ♪

♪ This world is forcing me to hold your hand ♪

♪ Cause Im just a girl... ♪

- What if we skip class today?

Go get that drink instead?

- Its 11:00 in the morning.

(Chuckling)

- OK, well get an Aperol Spritz.

Its got orange in it.

Part of a complete breakfast.

- Aperol Spritz. I love Aperol Spritz.

- Yeah?

- But I told Steve that I would be there this week.

- Just invite him.

- For a drink?

Are you crazy?

- Mmm...

I could see that you two hit it off.

- You could tell?

- Look, its nothing to be ashamed of.

A little crush is good for the health.

- Mia, Im married.

And youre pregnant. You shouldnt even be drinking.

- OK, but ones not gonna hurt.

Come on.

Lets just do it.

Ill go get Steve.

- Mia...

♪ Oh, Im just a girl ♪

♪ Lucky me ♪

♪ Twiddle-dum theres no comparison ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Ive had it up to here ♪

- So, um, what youre saying is Im a square head?

- Its called Cubism, Mom.

(Chuckling)

- But the perfect spheres for cheeks, thats, uh,

thats hyper-realism?

- I got 95% on it, by the way.

(Footsteps retreating)

(Door closing)

- Im sorry.

I had to work late.

- At Lauras?

The one youve been messaging?

- Youve been going through my texts?

- I think that youre a fucking liar!

- Oh God. I didnt sleep with her.

- (Jared): Mimi?

- Dont go.

- What?

- Your client, cancel.

- Oh, you know, I have a--

- Stay.

Stay and make love to me.

- Yeah?

- (Whispering): I need you.

♪ ♪ ♪

(Moaning, breathing heavily)

♪ ♪ ♪

(Footsteps approaching)

- Listen, Im really not feeling up to this,

so just--just call your friend and tell her

well do it some other time.

- Youre just hangry. You havent eaten all day.

- Dont explain my feelings to me.

- Im not cancelling.

Join us or dont,

but if we cancel every time youre in a bad mood,

well never do anything.

Here. For your blood sugar.

(Juice box slamming, Keri gasping)

- Stop patronizing me, you fucking cow.

(Keri breathing heavily)

(Door slamming, Keri gasping)

- You know, we dont have to stay late or anything.

- Its cool, seriously.

- No, its just Keris husband is trying to control her.

And I just want her to know that were here for her

in case anything were to happen.

- So, shes not an actual friend.

Shes just another soul in need of saving.

(Chuckling)

- No, she is a friend. Or she could be.

And yeah, I want to help her get out of a bad marriage.

(Kissing)

(Footsteps retreating)

(Doorbell ringing)

- Hello!

Uh, come in. Come in.

You must be that handsome young Jared

Mia keeps telling me about.

- Probably. Shes a big fan.

(Chuckling)

- Here, this is for you. - Thank you. Um...

Pauls not able to join us.

Uh, something came up,

but he might be with us a little bit later.

Um, and since Paul was supposed to cook,

I figured we could order some take-out instead.

- Yeah. - Sure.

- That works for us. - Great.

Uh, well, Ill give you a quick tour of our little home.

Uh, this is the living room.

And, um, right in here is, uh, the kitchen.

Right around the corner is...

the bathroom.

Um, were supposed to renovate soon.

(Mia sighing)

And over here is the girls room.

Its, um, a little bit of a mess, but, um...

Megan, Annie, our guests are here!

Come upstairs and meet Jared.

Uh, can I get you guys something to drink?

Um, I have some non-alcoholic sangria if you want.

- Uh, you know, do you have the makings

for a classic Aperol Spritz, maybe?

- I do.

Can I make one for you too? - That would be great, yeah.

- Great. Um, OK.

Ugh! Theres no ice.

No one--no one ever fills the ice tray in this house.

Girls!

Uh, it just--its--its not gonna be the same

without--without ice, you know?

Megan! Annie!

How many times do I have to call you?

- Hey, you know what? - (Whispering): Sorry.

- No ice, no pressure.

I mean, were just really here

to hang out with you, and its OK.

- (Whispering): Good.

(Normal voice): Finally. Um...

Jared, this is Megan and Annie.

And, girls, this is Mia and Bryson.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hi. - Um...

do you want to take Jared downstairs and go play?

- You want to? - Sure.

- Ah!

- Well, now hes all shy.

- Yeah, dont worry, it wont last.

- So cute.

(Chuckling, door opening)

- Hey.

(Door closing)

Sorry Im late.

I had to hit 3 different butcher shops

to find just the right cut of pork tenderloin.

So I hope youre not vegetarian.

Im, uh, Paul, by the way. - Bryson. Carnivore.

- Oh, great.

And since I was already out in Little Italy, well,

I couldnt come home without my wifes favourite olives.

(Keri chuckling)

- And she can tell you that the hors doeuvres

I make with them are killer, right babe?

- Yeah, uh, theyre amazing.

(Chuckling)

- So, who does most of the cooking at your house?

- I have my go-to rotation.

But I--I work from home, so its easier for me.

Im a carpenter.

- Oh, nice.

- And, uh, Mias shifts are always changing, so...

- (Whispering): Yeah.

(Normal voice): Uh, Im a cop.

- Oh. Well, its funny, you didnt mention that.

Hopefully, she hasnt ratted on me.

(Paul chuckling)

Yeah, Im a little behind in my parking tickets.

(Chuckling)

- Well, lucky for you Im on leave right now, so...

(Paul sighing, Paul and Mia chuckling)

- And since Keri loves babbling about our private life,

you probably already know

that I lost my job recently.

I was a school chef.

- Uh, no, uh, I didnt know. Im sorry to hear that.

- Well anyways...

I was tired of wasting my talents.

I should be working in a fine restaurant.

- Mm-hmm. Im already calculating your tip in my head.

(Chuckling)

- Hey, Bryson, why dont you crack open that bottle of wine.

- Sure, yeah.

- I got us a Gamay for the meal.

It really brings out the flavour in the meat.

- Yeah, I--I love a Gamay.

- Finally, a connoisseur.

Keri here cant even tell the difference between

a legendary vintage and a fruit spritzer.

(Chuckling)

- Well, I love a spritzer.

I guess that just makes us sweeter.

(Mandoline slicing)

(Paul and Bryson talking, indistinct)

- What can I say? Paul likes to show off.

- I can see that.

- I do love having people over, though.

Its worth the fight that will inevitably happen

after everyone goes home.

- You know thats not normal, right?

- I know, but...

its normal to tell your boyfriend you had a miscarriage

when youre actually still pregnant...

Hmm?

You do make a lovely couple, though.

I guess I didnt expect you two to be

so close and affectionate.

(Paul talking, indistinct)

(Mia chuckling)

- Mmm.

(Tableware clattering)

Mmm!

Wow!

Its amazing, Paul.

It just melts in your mouth.

- Oh, girls, how about a round of "Remember when?"

- Mmm! - Yes!

- Yeah!

- It helps get the girls out of their shell.

- Well--well each take a turn.

Uh, OK, uh, remember when...

you laughed the hardest?

- Oh... Megan?

- Uh, I cant go first.

- OK. Annie?

- Mmm... - No?

(Chuckling)

Oh, I have one. OK.

(Chuckling)

Uh, remember when we went to the Japanese restaurant

when we were on vacation in Vermont...

- Come on.

- ...and the waiters warned us about the wasabi...

(Girls chuckling)

...that it was super spicy!

- Its a stupid story. - Its funny.

And, of course, Paul kept saying, like:

"Oh, I can handle spicy. Im a cook too."

- I could.

- And he took the entire ball of wasabi

and ate it in one bite just to show off.

(All laughing)

- And of course, he turns bright red,

and then he starts sweating like crazy.

And then he stands up and starts hitting himself

over the head again and again and again

just to feel something else.

(Keri laughing)

And the entire wait staff was laughing their butts off.

♪ ♪ ♪

- That went pretty well, didnt it?

- Considering.

That guy was so phony,

playing, like, the friendly, attentive husband.

Come on.

- He was just making an effort for her sake.

I mean, sure, yeah, he was a bit much off the top.

But as the night went on...

- It was all an act.

Something off about him.

- Well, the guy just lost his job, you know?

Give him a break, honey.

- Is that why you were showering him with praises all night?

- Yeah, I know what its like to be out of work, thats all.

- Why is it so humiliating when a man loses his job?

Like, havent we moved past

the whole hunter-gatherer stereotype?

- We were raised by that stereotype.

- OK, but times have changed.

- No. You should see the look on peoples faces

when I tell them that my girlfriend supported me

and my son when I tried to get my business off the ground.

(Sniffling)

Yeah, its tough, you know, not taking that shit personally,

but Im working on it.

- You just had to tell that wasabi story

to make me look like an idiot, didnt you?

- Oh, come on.

It was funny.

And we had such a lovely evening,

but you cant help yourself.

You just always have to ruin--

(Grunting)

- You shut your fucking mouth?

(Keri groaning)

- Who are we, Bryson?

Like, why are we together?

- Why would you say that?

- Im confused.

I guess I thought that things were over between us.

- Why would you think that?

- The miscarriages were really hard on us, and I...

now I dont see you as much, so...

- You dont see me as much?

I must not be living in the same universe as you, cause...

Why dont you just tell me what you want from me, Mia?

You want me to comfort you, is that it?

- I--I--Im just having a hard time

trusting my feelings for you, OK?

I... Things could just... they could fall apart.

- Fall apart? How?

- Well, you could meet someone new.

- Thats your stuff, Mia.

Youre insecure, and, um,

theres nothing I can do to earn your trust.

And thats exhausting.

- Why do you get so angry

when you can clearly see that I just need some reassurance?

- I hate it when youre like this.

Good night.

(Light clicking)

- What you need to ask yourself is

do you even still love the guy?

- Hes the father of my girls.

- Thats the answer to a different question.

Are you happy?

Do you feel safe?

Does he lift you up or does he put you down?

- Why are you asking me this?

- Because I can see that youre stuck

in a toxic and abusive marriage, Keri.

- So what? You want me to leave my husband?

Break up my family? Is that what you want?

- I want to protect you and your girls.

What he did to you after our dinner,

theres no coming back from that.

Im speaking from experience. Ive seen it before.

- I didnt realize I was talking to the cop here.

I thought we were friends.

- This is what friends do.

(Locker closing)

(Indistinct chatter)

- Lets welcome back Officer Coleman.

These past few weeks couldnt have been easy,

but were here for you, Mia.

Youll be partnered with Gilmore.

Also, theres been an uptick in, uh, auto break-ins

in sector 2 at the mall.

So a few extra drive-bys would be appreciated.

Undercover...

(Officers talking, indistinct)

(Door opening)

- (Gilmore): You OK?

- I cant go through all that again.

- Where you going?

(Indistinct chatter)

- You were right. Im not cut out for this.

- What do you mean?

(Heartbeat thumping)

- (Doctor): All is well. This babys hanging on tight.

(Heartbeat thumping)

(Keys clanging)

(Footsteps approaching, Bryson sniffling)

- You OK?

- Why was your cell on airplane mode

between 4:00 and 6:00?

- Oh, not again, Mia.

My--my cell died.

I was charging it in the car.

W-why are you spying on me again?

- I need to know that I can trust you.

- OK.

- For real. - Yeah, uh...

- Because...

because Im...

- What?

- Im pregnant.

- What?

- I didnt lose the baby.

- But you--you told me that...

- I was supposed to lose it.

- "Supposed to?" I don...

"I was supposed to." I... What--whats that even mean?

- I cant figure out why I didnt lose it this time.

- So you lied to me about a miscarriage?

Do--do you realize how--how fucked up that is?

- I know. - Yeah.

- Im sorry.

(Footsteps retreating)

(Mia sighing)

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