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♪ Shadows are coming ♪

♪ Windows are closing ♪

♪ We're all alone in this ♪

♪ Wicked, wicked world ♪

♪ This world is burning ♪

♪ In fire ♪

♪ It's drowning desires... ♪

Are you ready
for your surprise?

It's not my birthday.

It's been one year
since we became family.

One year since your rebirth
as my Gabrielle.

That makes it your birthday.

Blow out your candle.

It's not my birthday.

Blow out...

your candle.

It's not... my birthday.

You blow out your candle
and eat your cake

or you don't eat at all.

Another long night.
Rise and shine, Ms. Reed.

Did you get Lucas
to school on time?

I got Lucas to school.
I'm taking the win.

♪ I'm at
the top of my game ♪

♪ Won't see me running away ♪

♪ Not after what I overcame ♪

♪ Things are the same
as before ♪

♪ Searching on down
to my core ♪

♪ I'm back and I'm ready
for more ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Can't hold me down
'cause I'm on fire... ♪

♪ Can't stop this flame ♪

♪ From getting brighter ♪
- Delivery.

♪ I am gold-plated
titanium ♪

♪ Unbreakable ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na... ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na
unbreakable ♪

Oh, you are lucky
that I love you so much

because you are stinky
right now.

Well, I think the word you're
looking for is intoxicating.

Words are kind of my thing, remember?

I meant stinky.

♪ Unbreakable ♪

Righteous, empathetic, heroic.

Those are just a few of
the words used to describe you.

What do you say to that?

I say thank you,
but it's not just me.

My partners at
Mosely & Associates,

they're the real heroes,

and frankly,
everyone in America can be.

Now, you have said that
before. How so?

At Mosley & Associates,

we are former
public relations specialists,

tech experts, lawyers--
lust everyday people

who wanted
to make a difference,

and now we are.

Well, true, true,

but considering that
you saved yourself

from your kidnapper when you
were just 16 years old,

I'd argue hero is just the
tip of the iceberg with you.

That is why we honor you today
as our Person of the Week,

marking the 20th year
since your escape.

Well, whatever gets me
hanging out in this chair

with the Joy-Ann Reid,
I will gladly accept.

Well, thank you.
The love is mutual.

Now, I have to ask,

does it haunt you that
your kidnapper was never found?

Haunt? No.

He has no power over me anymore.

I took my life back,

and now I help other
forgotten ones like me.

The ones that no one
seem to be looking for,

I find them and I return them
to their lives safely.

There's no room for
anything else.

Certainly not ghosts.

Well, it's like
you said earlier.

Every person deserves
to be found

regardless of race, gender,
class, sexual orientation.

We should all care.

No one cares about
sex workers.

Jinny is my roommate
and our coworker.

And my best friend.

How long has
she been missing?

A week.

And no one is doing anything.

Did you file a missing
persons report with the police?

The very next day,
and you'd think with how

they botched the whole
stalker situation...

Okay, wait, wait.
What stalker?

Jinny
was aggressively stalked

by some fan
for the last two years.

From someone she met
through her work?

A former client?
- No idea.

It started online and
seemed pretty harmless.

But then it just escalated,
and before you know it

she's got dead roses
and love notes on her car.

Look, I get it.
Jinny's a sex worker.

And for whatever reason,

people think we deserve
what comes to us.

Forget what she does for work.

Jinny was...
- Is. Is.

Jinny is. She's alive
until we prove otherwise.

Thank you.

Is.

Jinny is an art lover.

She's an adoring daughter.

A loyal friend.

And she's the most
generous person I know.

She deserves to matter.

Then you've come
to the right place.

all: ♪ Happy birthday ♪

Jinny, 27 years old,
disappeared a couple hours

after her birthday party
in this video.

Apparently, she went to
take the trash out

and never came back.

So her roommate
reported her missing?

Maxwell, yes, but not until
the next morning.

The party was over,
he passed out,

didn't realize she didn't
come back until he woke up.

- Margaret, you believe him?
- About that, yes.

There is some active
laryngeal prominence.

Light swaying,
fidgety left hand,

but that all points
to nervousness,

which is not uncommon
in these cases.

As for family,
seems there was a mother

in the picture until
about three years ago.

- Mm, she die?
- More like estranged.

She disapproved of Jinny's
career choice.

Stopped talking to her.
Moved to Virginia.

So she's controlling. Got it.

Talk to me about
Jinny's escort work.

She works for
Flowers in Bloom.

It's an online escort service.

Think of it as SugarDaddyMeet
except all prices

are negotiated right up front
and all genders are welcome.

The stalker's persistent.
Apparently, the creepy gifts

left on Jinny's car
happened everywhere she went.

Cut-up lingerie, dead roses,
spoiled food.

'Cause nothing says
"I love you"

like shredded lace
and maggots.

Jinny told Maxwell and Ashley
she was convinced

that one day her stalker would

walk right up to her
and take her,

and no one would be able
to do anything about it.

Maybe she was right.

Zeke, Dhan, get me Jinny's
client list ASAP.

Maybe one of them
didn't want to share her,

and things got outta hand.

Margaret, go--
- I'm already on it.

I hacked into the
Flowers in Bloom website

and I'm downloading
that list as we speak.

I don't need help.

Jinny's been missing
for a week now.

Two set of eyes
are better than one.

I don't need to be at Zeke's
to do that.

Just send me half the list.

I'll call in some favors
and get it down.

You done playing
BFF matchmaker yet?

It's good for them.
Margaret, go with Maxwell

to Jinny's,
see what you can see.

And try to get ahold
of the mom.

Lacey with me.

Time to help the PD
get a little perspective.

Well, for your heroism,
for every forgotten one

that you've brought home,

we'd like to give you
something back.

For the next 72 hours,

we'll be hosting
a tips hotline

dedicated to finding
your kidnapper,

Hugh Evans, AKA Sir.

That's... incredible.
Thank you.

Man, if Gabi doesn't kill
that smug-ass when he's found,

I might just do it for her.
- Yeah. Get in line.

I know he's been
in the wind 20 years.

But whatever this is,
you on your own.

Here's hoping today
is that day.

Ignore it.

Hey, I need to know
who's handling Jinny Coe's

missing person's case and
who handled the stalker one.

"Morning, Trent.
How you doing?"

I'm great. Thanks for asking.
How have you been?

"Not bad, you know?
Kicking ass, taking names.

The usual."
You see how small talk works?

You can be as cute as you
want as long as you're typing.

So, uh,

how are you doing with all this
renewed attention on Sir?

The only thing I'm focused on
today is finding Jinny.

- Anything yet?
- Uh...

- What? What is it?
- Uh...

Jinny's missing person case

is being handled
by Detective Stultz.

But her stalker case,
that was, uh, originally mine.

Wait, I'm sorry.
You were the lead detective

on Jinny's stalker case,
and you just forgot?

Look, in one month alone,

we get 300 online stalker
and harassment cases.

It's impossible
to remember everyone.

What can you tell us
about the stalker?

Not much.
No name. No suspect.

The roommate said there were
unwanted gifts.

Yeah. Then he transitioned
to anonymous calls

saying they'd be together soon.

So Jinny came to you for help
and you left her in the wind.

You know me better than that.

Without an actual identity
on the stalker,

there's not a lot
the police can do

until someone like this escalates.

Well, congratulations, Trent.
They escalated.

Jinny is now missing.

So you're not really
roommates, are you?

I mean, Jinny's spread out
all across this apartment,

and you're barely an imprint.

I mean, even the comforter says
Jinny more than it does you.

That's scarily impressive.

- Ha.
- Uh, I lost my apartment

a few months ago--
just some money issues.

I didn't want to have
to go back to my parents

with my tail between my legs

and thanks to Jinny, I didn't.

She's been letting me
crash here.

Sounds like
she's a good friend.

Hey, we got
the police reports.

I'm gonna go start talking
to the neighbors.

You good here?
- You were with the police.

Is there any news?

Hopefully, we'll know
something soon.

So where's the... the painting
that was right here?

There was never
anything there.

Oh, no. I saw the corner
of the canvas

in Jinny's birthday video.

She's right. There was
definitely something here.

- Enough.
- Enough, what?

You cannot ignore me
for days on end

like I am inconsequential.

- I fed you, didn't I?
- Without a word.

I didn't need you in
the cases I was working on.

But now you do.

Do I need to remind you
how this works?

The answer to this case
is no.

This... woman

does not deserve my brilliance
or yours.

She'd be better off dead.

This is neither a partnership
or a democracy.

I tell you what to help with,
and you help with it.

She is a sex worker.

Filth. Impure.

Save your puritanical crap.

Jinny deserves
the basic human right

to live this life unharmed.

Human rights.
You mean like freedom.

One has to be human
to have human rights.

Remember, when you're
no longer useful...

If you were going to kill me,
you would've done it already.

You've kept me here
for seven months.

Now what?

Fine.

You don't wanna obey,
you don't eat.

Sound familiar?

The first charm bracelets
appeared from 600 to 400 B.C.

They were worn by Assyrians,
Babylonians, Persians.

Pure elegance.

Here.

Let's try it on.

Have I ever hurt you?

Have I ever touched you
inappropriately?

You're keeping me
away from my father.

♪ Don't you wish
you could stop me now? ♪

Don't you think
that hurts me?

Since you insist on
being ungrateful,

there will be no more dinner.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
please. Please.

Look, I promise I'll do better.

I'm hungry.

Don't take my food,
again, please.

Please.

Please.

♪ I will destroy me ♪

♪ To destroy you ♪

A nosy neighbor confirmed

seeing Jinny take out her trash
at 2:30 a.m.

Doesn't remember her
coming back.

It's like she disappeared
into thin air.

Hey, Zeke, do you think you
could do me a favor?

Can you maybe work your magic
and see if that hotline

generated any new leads
on Sir?

I promise, I'm already on it.

I still can't reach
Jinny's mother.

I have three suspects on
my half of the client list.

Artwork is a bust for me.

Can't do much with
just a little corner,

but I do have
a client suspect too.

Clients it is then.
Hit me.

Franklin Isaacs,
Brandon Harper, Chelsea Nima.

All have had previous run-ins
with the law.

All joined Flowers in Bloom

just before Jinny's
stalking started.

Two of the three requested
Jinny specifically.

Add to that Gregory Garcia.

Four years ago, he stalked
his ex for months

until she got
a restraining order.

He was one of Jinny's first
clients three years ago.

Let me guess.
He resurfaced again recently?

He booked a rendezvous
with Jinny

a week before she went missing.

It's showtime for me.

Dhan, take care of
the client interviews.

We need to rule
these guys out fast,

so bring Margaret with you.

Ooh, you're gonna use her
for her Margaret Vision.

- My what?
- Margaret Vision.

Every superhero
needs a dope nickname.

Margaret Vision
does have a nice ring to it.

- He laughs.
- Zeke?

Everything good?
- Yup.

Okay then find me something
on each of these clients

that will make them talk.

Margaret, Dhan,
get a jumpstart.

I got Jinny's non-work
friends covered.

I think I can also
be of help.

I had Jinny's missing person
case reassigned to me.

Figured we're better
working together than apart.

You read my mind.

Jinny was last seen outside
her apartment one week ago.

Now, you've heard us say
time and time again,

the first 48 hours
are the most crucial,

so in Jinny's case we're
already playing catch up.

That's why
it's all hands on deck.

The DCPD in conjunction with
Mosley & Associates.

We could stand here
and tell you

all the ways Jinny is
an amazing human being.

How she's someone's daughter,
someone's friend,

how she advocates
for the safety of others

more than herself,
but we shouldn't have to.

Jinny shouldn't
have to be perfect

to be worthy of being found.

I'm not here to cast blame.

I'm here to ask you
to help us save Jinny.

She changed my life.

There was no sex.

I just paid her
for her companionship.

She helped you feel
a little less lonely.

Exactly.

You promise you're not gonna
tell my wife, right?

If you're not cops,
I don't have to talk to you.

I don't care how much you try
to bribe me with.

I assure you, we are not

accusing you of anything,
Mr. Harper.

I know nothing, and I want
you the hell off my property.

So she's good enough for sex,

but you don't care that
her life's in jeopardy.

If I could help, I would,
but I can't.

And since trespassing comes
with a six-month sentence...

Zeke needs to find something
on Chelsea and Brandon

that we can use so I can
circle back tonight.

You know, whatever's going on
with Brandon,

he's really protective
of Jinny.

I mean, he had such
a visceral reaction

to you implying
he only used her for sex.

Hey, I got to get to
the bus station.

Go ahead. I can finish
the rest without you.

I promise not to
kick anyone's ass.

Too badly.

You know, you never question
me going to the bus station

every night, and you didn't
even bat an eye

at the idea
of Jinny being a sex worker.

People have their reasons for
doing what they have to do.

Screw judgement.

I'm not God.
- True.

But you're really judgmental
of Zeke's trauma

and how he copes.
Why is that?

Honestly, I don't know.

I just know I don't like him.

I tolerate him for Gabi.

Yeah, I'm sure if I was
in therapy,

they'd have
a field day with that.

He's here.

Right on time for his shift.

Gregory Garcia?

Hey!

Stop!
- Okay.

Can someone please tell me
what's going on?

I-I haven't done anything.

This you?

See, here's the interesting
thing about

being on probation
for online stalking.

You're not allowed
to be online.

Violates that probation.
See where I'm going here?

Okay, yes. I know I'm not
supposed to be online.

But I'm not hurting anybody.
- Your ex would beg to differ.

You got 30 seconds to tell me
what you know about Jinny Coe

or your probation officer
gets a call from me.

Sir, thanks for waiting.

I triple checked, and your
package has been delivered.

Right, right,
but like I said before

not within my reach.

Look, this might seem like
a simple thing to you,

but my package being
at the top of the steps

is not a simple thing for me.

Man...

I'm agoraphobic.

I don't know
what that means, sir.

It means I can't
leave my damn house.

Can...

I'm very sorry, Mr. Wallace,

but it's impossible

for the driver to
double back tonight.

Jinny's deliveries.

So you're breaking
and entering now?

Lacey let me in
on her way out.

Said you, uh, sent everyone
home for the evening.

Yeah. It was just one
dead end after another.

Fresher eyes will prevail
in the morning.

So why doesn't your advice
apply to you?

Gregory's alibi checked out?

Yeah. Rock solid.

It's what I came by
to tell you.

Well, that coulda just been
a phone call.

Yeah, yeah.

Could have.

So, um, back to
my original question.

Why are you still here so late?

Just trying to get into
the mind of a stalker.

You know, how do these things
equate into love?

"My love is a gift.
You will thank me one day"?

You will never understand

because these come from
the mind of a monster.

Something you will never be.

We will keep searching
until we find her, Gabi.

And one day...

we'll find Sir too.

Don't stay too much later, yeah?

Yeah.

♪ I heard a voice
in the dark ♪

♪ I could have sworn... ♪

"Madness can manifest itself

"in different ways,

"and in Macbeth's case

"allows us to actually feel
sympathy for him

"Despite the evils he commits

time and again."
- Well done.

Points well argued.

Why so sad, my dear?

- Can I call my dad?
- No.

I would've thought you'd learn
to stop asking by now.

I promise I won't tell him
where I am or anything.

I-I just wanna
hear his voice.

It's been a year.
- Do not ask again.

- But I'm lonely.
- You have me.

Is my love not enough?

Love...

Especially when mixed
with power

can be distorted.

Isn't that the whole point
of "Macbeth"?

♪ And I... ♪

You're lonely? All right.

We can compromise.

All-nighters
call for nourishment.

Thank you.

Progress?

Well, most of Jinny's clients
were dead-ends

except this Brandon guy
that was kinda shifty.

One of my old government
contacts is helping me dig

while Zeke focuses on
hacking his account.

The infamous Zeke.

Oh, don't start reading
anything into anything.

Gabi assigned us to work
together on it, so...

I don't want to be shrinked
right now.

I have work to do.
- I'm not shrinking you.

I'm husbanding you.
Be honest.

What feelings does Zeke
bring up for you?

Clearly his childhood trauma
and resulting agoraphobia

is triggering something that

makes you so unwilling
to see him.

Well, he's weak.

Zeke's condition
is mind over matter,

but he'd rather sit in it
than fight it,

and that offends me.

You realize that's what you
used to say about yourself

when you were found
and brought home.

Weak. Too pathetic to fight.

Zeke reminds you
of you at your worst

and for that reason,

you shut him down
at every turn.

I had to teach you how to
show yourself grace

as part of your healing.

Learning to show that
to others like you...

That is also a necessary part
of your healing.

I think I found something.

A delivery to Jinny's home
before she disappeared.

I thought I was
on punishment.

Withholding food is
something you used to do.

To do the same would
make me a monster like you,

and I'm nothing like you.
- Well, I beg to differ,

but that is an argument
for another day.

I'm still not helping
with this case.

Yes, you are.

Because while Jinny
may offend you,

being unkept and dirty
offends you more.

So here's the compromise.

I help you with the grooming,
you help me with the case.

And that deal expires
in an hour,

so I suggest you get to
studying that case file.

The stalker you're looking
for is not a client.

Stalking is about
an unfulfilled fantasy.

That woman's clients
have had the fantasy.

If the stalker was truly
still active

until she disappeared, then...

He would still be in pursuit
of the unfulfilled fantasy.

Ms. Mosely.

It was delivered the day
before she disappeared

and that would mean...
- Everyone,

this is Louise.

You're Jinny's mother.

- Jinny really is missing.
- I'm afraid so.

A detective called a week ago

saying her friends
were worried.

It had only been a day

and Jinny likes to take time to
herself, and so I thought...

And then I saw your press
conference on the news

and... oh, God.

I promise, we are doing
everything we can

to find your daughter.

We will not leave a single
stone unturned.

Why don't we get some tea
and have a little chat?

This way.
- Okay.

We have been looking
in the wrong direction.

Stalkers escalate when
their frustrations escalate

over their fantasy
remaining unfulfilled.

We're not looking for
a client.

Well, if we're not
looking for a client,

how do we even begin
to narrow the search?

By starting where she spent

most of her time
outside of work.

both: The art gallery.
- What am I missing?

This is the painting from

her birthday video
that's missing.

It was delivered the day
before she went missing.

- A gift from her stalker?
- A gift for herself.

From an art gallery
that she visited

twice a week every week

according to her credit card statements.

That's a Gradeux painting.

Local DC artist.
Not cheap.

Well, it can't
be a coincidence

that since Jinny went missing,

the only other thing MIA
is a missing painting.

I'm not sure
how they're connected,

but my gut is telling me
that they are.

Dhan.

I'm just so sorry to hear
Jinny's missing.

She seems to have
come here a lot.

Every week, so we're all
kind of familiar.

Plus, she just bought her very
first piece last week.

They make a big deal
about that here.

Nurture new art lovers.
That sort of thing.

Was there anything odd

or different about
last week's visit?

Maybe another patron paying
too close attention to Jinny?

No, not really.

Only real difference
was she wasn't alone.

Figured she was on a bad date
or something.

- Why a bad date?
- She was friendly with the guy

she was with,
but then he made a pass at her.

She kind of gently
avoided the kiss.

Friend still left mad.
- Can you describe the friend?

Sure. Young, preppy,
maybe brown hair.

- Is this him?
- Yes.

Fighting with Jinny
in art galleries,

plus the same day you get a
large deposit in your account,

we're just learning about.

This isn't looking good
for you.

Here's how this is
gonna play out.

You will tell us
what you had to do

with Jinny's disappearance.
You will tell us where she is

and then you better pray to God
that she's okay.

I want a lawyer.

Oh, sweetie, we're not cops.

Your rights mean absolutely
nothing to me,

so you can answer all of
my questions before

the cops get here, or I will
make sure that your life

is a living hell before
they cart you off to prison.

Was all of this because
Jinny declined your advances?

Yeah, I was falling
for Jinny.

God, who wouldn't?
She's... she's amazing.

But I didn't do
anything to her.

Maxwell, DCPD.

Help, please. They're insane.
I didn't do anything.

Maxwell, sit down.
Focus on me.

Don't worry about him.

I'd listen to her.

Look, I...

I'd been having
some money problems

and so I took an opportunity
to make some quick money.

- What kinda quick money?
- After the gallery,

Jinny's stalker--at least
that's who I think it was--

reached out.

Said that if I told him where
Jinny's location was

on her birthday,
he'd pay me $4,000.

She put a roof over your head
and you handed her over

to the person
who's making her life hell.

I gave him a fake location.
I swear it was fake.

But they must've found out

because she disappeared
that night anyway,

and that's why I came to you.

By all indication,
he believes what he's saying.

Get up.

You're under arrest
for obstruction of justice

and a multitude of other things
I can't even begin to list.

Maxwell, where'd this
come from?

It's not mine.
Our clicker's on the bar.

I've seen this before,
but not here.

I mean, it wasn't here when I
swept the place 18 hours ago.

Margaret, where have you
seen it?

Brandon's. Jinny's client.

It was on the hall table
when he slammed the door.

Why is it here?

Come on. Damn it.

Ah--

Gabi, Gabi, wait.
Let me do my job.

DCPD, open up.

Hey!

Jinny. Jinny, no!
We're here to help you.

Jinny, what the hell?

Get the hell off me.

Leave me alone.
I don't wanna be found.

Brandon didn't kidnap me.

He's helping me hide out.

So you staged
your own disappearance?

You have no idea
what it's like

to live a whole year
looking over your shoulder.

Stalked. Harassed.

Wondering if today is the day
you're gonna die.

I do.
I know exactly how that feels.

Start to feel like
you're better off dead.

That you should just take your
own life before they take it.

It was the night
of my birthday...

And I realized my stalker
had been in my house.

He left another set
of dead roses on my bed.

And it was at that moment
that I realized

I either take my life...

or I disappear
and start over again.

The only thing I went back for
was my painting.

I needed something
to remember this life by.

So I hid it
and I went back for it.

So that's when
you left the clicker.

Please...

just let me disappear
and start over.

It's not easy
to give it all up.

Your life.
Your family and friends.

Jinny, listen to me.
You have a choice.

I had to change my name
and start a whole new life

for myself, and leave a lot
that I loved behind.

It hurts,
and it's hard at any age.

And honestly,
if it'd been my choice,

I don't think
I would've done it.

How'd you run from your life
and get over the loss?

I'll let you know when I do.

Jinny, I was hired
to find you

and return you to your life.

I haven't done that yet.
- What are you saying?

She's saying we need to
find your stalker,

so we can do that.

Look, it makes sense.
If we announce to the media

that Jinny has been found,

the stalker will make
a reappearance,

but this time we'll be ready.

We are not using Jinny
as bait.

She's already traumatized
enough as is.

Do you have other
suggestions?

'Cause if we don't act fast,

the stalker
will go underground.

Wait. What if we used
someone else as bait?

Someone the stalker's already
mad at for betraying them.

You are brilliant.

We're gonna need the help of
the press on this one.

Hey, you can definitely
hear me, right?

Yeah, we got you, buddy.

Cops have every angle covered.
You'll be safe the whole time.

Where the hell is Zeke
with the drone?

That's what Dhan
went to find out.

No one's been able to reach
Zeke since the art gallery.

Zeke?

Zeke!
Come on, man.

Zeke!

You all right?

What the hell happened?

Why don't you tell me.

I tried to get my package.

I'm here. I'm ready.

Sorry about that.
- Should I be worried?

He's all good.
Is Maxwell in position?

Shaking like a little bitch,
but yeah.

I'm tapping into the local
security cameras

in the neighborhood now.

I'll have additional
surveillance footage shortly.

I mean, do you really think
the stalker's gonna take

the bait we planted
with the media?

Wait.

Is that...

It's Marsha, the security
guard from the art gallery.

Our stalker is a she.

Police!
Get on the ground now!

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will

be used against you
in the court of law.

- Hey, you okay?
- Yeah, yeah. It's over.

They got her.

She spent so much time
watching you from a distance

at the gallery,
she created a fantasy,

but you were right
to be afraid.

Based on what they found
in her place,

she wasn't gonna stop
until she had you.

God, I don't think I'll ever
stop saying thank you.

Mom?

Oh my God.

Mom.

It's okay, baby.
I'm here. I'm here.

Thank you, all again,
so much.

Baby, I'm so sorry.

Yes, thank you.

Jinny is safe and Marsha
will be away for a long time.

♪ I know that you doubt me ♪

♪ You can't hide what
settles in your eyes ♪

♪ A worry in your heartbeat ♪

♪ I hear it when I hold you
in the night ♪

♪ But I know that faith
will just guide us ♪

♪ Through all the hurricanes ♪

♪ Swim through
the tidal waves ♪

♪ 'Cause quietly... ♪

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

What's in that package that's
worth risking all of that?

Today's the, um, anniversary
of my Pop Pop's passing.

We have our annual family
reunion on this day, and...

we all light the same candle
in memory of Pop Pop.

I needed my blue candle.

♪ When you lift
this shaking ♪

♪ You're making sure I know
what you're not saying ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ I'm here close to breaking ♪

♪ It's hard for me
as it is for you ♪

♪ But you won't get ♪
- Have a seat.

♪ Hell by moving ♪

Thank you.

♪ 'Cause quietly I pray ♪

♪ Father, can you see me? ♪

♪ You know that
I won't let go ♪

♪ Please give her everything
she needs ♪

all: Welcome home.

♪ I'll give you
every part of me ♪

♪ Father, can you see me? ♪

♪ You know that
I won't lose hope ♪

♪ Please give her everything
she needs ♪

This is a first for us.

I suggest you be quiet
if you want to survive this.

I trust you.

You shouldn't.

In a few months, it'll be my
one-year anniversary with you.

Again.

Do you remember
your one-year celebration?

Unfortunately for you,

I remember everything.

You say that
like it wasn't a good day.

I showered you with presents.

I didn't want your books,

your bracelets, cake.

- You're forgetting one.
- One what?

Present.

The most important present.

You're lonely? All right.

We can compromise.

The one that arrived
eight days later.

♪ The ones, the ones
with the biggest house ♪

♪ Yeah yeah ♪

♪ We can live
like those rich kids ♪

♪ Never will we do without ♪

♪ So we can, we can live ♪

♪ So we can,
we can live ♪

♪ So we can, we can live ♪

♪ So we can,
we can live ♪

Greg, move your head.