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I'm the one you call

when you can't call 911.

Previously on The Equalizer...

How's it going, Harry?

Enjoying being dead?

I want you to resurrect me.

I just don't want to keep hiding.

There's something going on

that you both need to know about.

Mom!

Mom!

Rob!

I can't believe I let this happen

in front of my family.

I got to get to work. What's the case?

Is it dangerous?

We deserve a heads-up.

Mom, I know you're only

checking up on me because

you're worried.

If you really want to help, train me.

What the hell? I know I locked these.

Kaylee.

Kaylee?

Kaylee?!

Everything's okay, bug.

Mommy's gonna keep you safe from whatever this is.

What do you want from us?!

Morning.

Excuse you.

Who said you could have coffee?

Just this once?

I was up late. I was finishing my calculus homework.

You mean "Cam-culus"?

I heard you talking to him late

last night.

I called him for help on an equation.

Sure was a whole lot of giggling going on.

I don't remember math being that fun.

It is, when you're studying with Cam. Mm-hmm.

No. I have something else that will

raise your blood sugar.

I got to go.

Uh, Mom, hold on.

Have you given any thought

to what we talked about?

Training me.

How to defend myself, to do

the things that you do.

Can we talk about this later?

Sure.

Dee...

I know what happened was scary, but

I don't want you to worry about that stuff.

You have already been through enough.

When my dad died...

I had to grow up way faster than I should've.

And I don't want that for you.

So, I get no say in this?

Yes, of course you do,

but sometimes I'm gonna have to make decisions that you are

not gonna like,

but it's just because I'm looking out for you,

even if you can't see that now.

Now, I got to run, so if you want to talk

more later, I'm here.

Okay.

Excuse me?

Did you forget something?

I did not

forget our agreement; it's just

a meeting, nothing serious.

Nothing serious and...

And I will call you as soon as I

find out more. There we go.

Have a good day.

Bye.

I can't take much more of this. I don't know what to do.

Hey, why don't you just

start at the beginning?

I know how this is going to sound...

...but I think

my dead husband is trying to kill me.

I know.

This is the part where you tell me I'm crazy.

This is the part where you elaborate.

Of course.

It all started a couple weeks back.

At first it was small things.

I smelled his cologne in the hallway,

I heard footsteps in the basement.

But then last night, I found

a knife stuck through my wedding picture,

pinning it to the bedroom door.

And you say your husband passed away?

Nine months ago.

So, you think it's his ghost...

...that stuck that knife

in your door? No. I-I mean...

I-I don't know what to think.

I don't believe in ghosts. I just, I don't know how else

to explain what's been happening.

Have you gone to the police?

Yes.

They-they couldn't do anything without more evidence.

What they did do was call

Children's Services to my house.

They assumed that I'm losing it,

that I'm unfit to be a mother.

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay. How many kids do you have?

Just a little girl. She's four years old. Ah.

That's a good age. The best.

I just...

I'm trying to hold it together for her.

Single parent, working a full-time job, it's been tough.

Please, will you help me figure out what's happening?

I really don't want to lose my little girl.

Hey, hey.

No one's gonna take your little girl away from you.

I feel for her, Rob, but what are we supposed to do?

I don't know just yet.

So why take the case?

You get dozens of e-mails a day

asking for help. Yeah, but I hate that everyone

is automatically calling her crazy.

I know what it's like

to be gaslit. CIA sure tried.

And they weren't even the worst. Who's worse than the CIA?

The PTA.

Oh, no.

It was just after my divorce,

I was still in my feelings.

There was this one teacher at Dee's school,

she was not my biggest fan.

I was a working mom. I didn't make cupcakes for the bake sale.

I do miss bake sales. All those sugary treats,

you know, no one making you feel guilty about eating them,

you know, 'cause it's for a good cause.

That's the takeaway from this story?

Really? Okay. Sorry.

Anyway, one day, I go to pick up Dee,

and she's not there.

And this teacher tries to convince me

that I already picked her up and had somehow forgotten.

She tried to tell you you had forgotten

to pick up your own kid?

So, wait, Dee is just

gone and no one's listening to you?

You must've been panicked. Terrified.

I mean, it turns out Miles had gotten her, but

I went through five minutes of hell, all because

this teacher didn't believe me.

There's no reason to doubt Evelyn about one thing.

Her husband is dead. Coroner's report

said that he died nine months ago in a cabin fire upstate.

Body was badly burned, but the dental records matched.

Okay, so if it wasn't him, and it's not a ghost...

Who put the knife through Evelyn's door?

Hey, you.

Just making some lunch and... ...thinking about you.

Yeah.

I can't wait to see you again, too.

Trish, hold on a second. There's somebody at the door.

Trish?

What are you doing here? Hi.

I know I shouldn't have stopped by unannounced,

but I just figured your family was gone,

and last night was so amazing,

I just couldn't wait to see you again.

I'm so glad you did.

Come on in.

Oh, I brought you macarons

from Ladurée. Earl Grey or passion fruit?

Both. Oh!

Hi, Dee.

You're home early.

Yeah. (stammers) The HVAC system

at our school broke down, so

they just sent everyone home.

I'm gonna go, because I just...

I wanted to drop those off for you.

No, don't go, please.

I think

it's about time you met my family.

Trish, this is my beautiful great-niece, Delilah.

Dee, this is Trish.

It is so nice to finally meet you.

It's a pleasure to meet you, too.

And beautiful is an understatement.

Oh. Thank you.

I was, I was just making lunch.

Can you stay?

Yes, I can stay.

All right.

My sister, Alex.

She's been helping me with Kaylee since Richard died.

It's nice to have family around.

I can't tell you how relieved I am that

someone's finally taking Evelyn seriously.

This whole thing's been a little unnerving.

It is an unusual case.

If you ask me,

she never should've told the police about her

postpartum depression.

After that,

they've dismissed everything else.

Sorry to hear that.

Can't say I'm surprised, though.

No signs of a break-in outside.

I noticed there are security cameras out front

and in the back. Yeah. I checked them.

But I didn't see anything unusual.

I'd still like to take a look, if you don't mind.

Of course. Whatever you need.

Is there anything else about the house

or the property we should know about?

I swear I'm not imagining this,

but I heard them

again this morning, the footsteps.

Where?

In the basement.

I was too scared to go down, but I know what I heard.

Oh.

Well, someone's been down here.

Looks like a man's boot, at least a size 12.

Strange.

What?

Smells like ash.

Didn't her husband die in a...

In a raging fire.

Evelyn is clearly not delusional,

but someone is going to extreme lengths to make her

think she is. Mm-hmm.

Are the cameras not working?

No, they are, but whoever's sneaking in

knows where the cameras are pointed,

so we changed the field of view,

and if they come back, we might catch them.

Evelyn, is there anyone you can think of

who'd want to do this to you?

Anyone you might be in conflict with?

Tell them. Astrid.

Oh, she would not do this.

You also said she wouldn't steal.

Who's Astrid?

My au pair. Until a month ago.

Mommy!

Kaylee's up from her nap. I'll get her. Tell them.

Some jewelry went missing and...

I really liked her, but I couldn't leave my daughter

with someone I can't trust.

Astrid was

very angry, made some threats,

and now she's suing me for back pay.

We're gonna need her info.

Of course.

Who is this cutie? And who do you have there?

Mr. Buns.

Oh... Mr. Buns.

Can I see Daddy at the window again?

That's Richard.

I hide it so she's not

constantly reminded he's gone.

She must miss him so much.

He wasn't always

the best husband, but...

he was a good dad.

Hey, why don't you just take a break?

Good idea.

You should take Kaylee

to play-land. She can see her friends,

and you could use some fresh air.

Hey!

You gonna have fun at the park? Yeah.

Well...

Okay, I'll see you later. Bye.

Pretty good at that.

Uh, yeah, not happening.

One child at home is enough.

So, uh...

so what happens now? We're gonna go talk to the au pair?

Can you and Harry handle that?

Want to check something out.

Okay.

This is me at age five.

And this is my daughter at the same age.

Everyone says we look just alike.

Twins. Mm-hmm.

So, Mrs. Peters, you said you saw some

suspicious activity on the street?

Yes, on several occasions.

I noted an old brown sedan

sitting down the block, idling.

Did you report it? Of course,

but the officer said it had to be parked

for a minimum of 48 hours to be suspicious.

What could be more suspicious

than a car obviously

casing our neighborhood?

Witness any break-ins?

Not yet, but I can't be at the window 24 hours a day.

There's only so much I can do.

Speaking of which,

did you happen to take down the license plate number?

You kidding? I take down

the plate of every car that parks on this block.

Her neighbors must love that.

I'm not mad at her.

Every neighborhood could use a Mrs. Peters.

You run that plate I gave you?

A brown Tercel. Registered to a Evan Hilliard.

Got anything on him?

No record. I gave him a call, says he sold

his car for cash three weeks ago.

And let me guess, no paperwork on the sale.

Or real description of the buyer.

He went by "John Smith" and wore sunglasses and a baseball cap.

Real master of disguise. Thanks anyway, Dante.

I put a BOLO out on the car, just in case.

I'll keep you posted if it bears any fruit.

You seriously forgot to buy them?

Your capacity to remember insane amounts of code

is limitless, but I ask you

to pick up concert tickets, and you completely drop the ball. I'm sorry,

but, I mean, honestly, is it that big of a deal?

Yes! I mean, it's not like we

haven't seen the Pixies before.

Yeah, but since you've been alive again, the most exciting

thing we've done is check out a hot dog cart.

Yeah, I'm sorry, but those were really good dogs.

I mean, I longed for those dogs.

All I'm saying is that I would love a date

that didn't involve encased meats.

I'm not 100%... No!

Come on, we have to put your jacket on. No, I don't want

to put on the jacket! I don't want it!

This is it.

Uh, hey, hi, A-Astrid, uh, Lindholm?

Hi. Yes?

We want to talk to you about

your time working for Evelyn Weber.

Go inside.

You're from the agency?

Yeah, we're just following up

on a report she filed. Whatever she said, it's all lies.

I never took anything from that hateful woman.

So, uh, y-you don't like her much, I take it?

I don't like being falsely accused of stealing.

And she wasn't my favorite job before that, no.

Evelyn and Richard were always fighting about something.

Then he died.

She was already driving herself crazy with work, and...

after that, she kind of just fell apart.

Can you tell us your whereabouts last night after 11:00 p.m.?

Well, this time, I have proof I did nothing wrong.

I was here all night.

You can ask my boss. Then you can leave.

Oh. Charming.

I'm suddenly having Catholic school nun flashbacks.

You didn't go to Catholic school.

I know.

Oh.

The sensor on one of the cameras at Evelyn's house just went off.

Someone is literally breaking in.

Rob, someone's at Evelyn's house.

Start talking. Who the hell are you?

Kevin Weber.

Evelyn was married to my brother Richard.

Why the hell are you in her house?

Easy. Because of this.

It belonged to my father.

It should've gone to me when Rich died,

but she wouldn't hand it over.

So you decided to steal it back.

It's not stealing if it belongs to me.

Is that how you justify

constantly breaking in here to torment her?

Hold on, this is the first time

I've been in here since Rich died.

I stopped by a couple of times, but she won't let me in.

I had no choice. Okay, whatever you say.

Let's let the police sort it out. The police?

She's the one you should be taking in, not me.

Why's that?

She really has you fooled, doesn't she?

You think my brother's death was an accident.

Well, it wasn't. Evelyn set that fire.

What proof do you have of that?

You do know there's a history

of mental illness in that family,

and that it was her idea

to go to that cabin for the weekend.

That doesn't prove anything.

She just happened to be hiking when the fire started?

They were struggling financially.

I bet she didn't tell you that, did she?

So you think she killed him for the money?

He was worth more to her dead than alive.

Looks like Evelyn's husband

spent every penny she made on failed start-ups.

Their bank accounts were nearly empty when he died.

Now, there's nearly 800 grand in there. Life insurance?

A policy on Richard Weber

that was upped a few million only six weeks before he died.

This guy was drowning in debt.

You know, I mean, he could've written a book

on bad business decisions.

I mean, look, I hate to say it, but

what if Evelyn's brother-in-law is right, you know?

I mean, what if Evelyn isn't the victim here?

What if she killed her husband?

It just doesn't make sense. Why come

to us to investigate if she murdered her husband?

And why stage all those creepy things at her own house?

Maybe she feels bad about it, you know? And all this is

some sort of psychosomatic manifestation of her guilt.

I get that this looks suspicious,

but my gut is telling me there's something else going on.

Hello?

Hi, this is Alex, Evelyn's sister.

Everything okay?

Is Evelyn with you?

That's why I'm calling.

I work at a stable upstate.

We were going to take Kaylee horseback riding,

but they never showed. I've been trying

to get in touch with her, but I can't get through.

Okay, o-okay.

Just calm down. I'll check on her.

Please ask her to call me,

just so I know she's okay.

Will do.

Call Dante.

Make sure the brother-in-law has a solid alibi.

We're on it. And before we label the single mother unstable,

I want to eliminate every other possibility.

Your aunt was the bomb back in the day.

Was?

You still are. I wouldn't be here if you weren't.

You, young lady, are related to the "it girl"

of the early '80s art scene.

Your aunt rubbed shoulders

with everyone: Keith Haring, Mapplethorpe,

Basquiat.

I'm-I'm sorry, you-you knew Basquiat?

Who do you think gave him the idea to sell postcards for cash?

Seriously? True story.

Basquiat even invited her

to do an exhibit with him.

Okay, and? Well, your aunt, you know,

the perfectionist that she is,

it just wasn't quite ready yet.

Well, it wasn't. Just...

Jean-Michel just dropped it on me with no time to prepare.

I thought it was done. It was beautiful.

But what do I know? I'm not an artist.

Why are you filling this girl's head with all these stories?

That was a million years ago. Stop, are you kidding?

I can't believe you never told me any of this.

Come on, I want to hear more.

Next time, okay? I got to go. I'm late for work.

I'll see you later. Yeah, I'll see you later.

Okay.

Hmm?

So...

what was, uh,

Basquiat like, hmm?

Ah, not now, Dee.

I just want to get these dishes

loaded before

the food sets, sweetheart.

Oh, come on, Auntie, spill.

I mean, seriously.

I mean, did you guys paint together?

Did he influence your work?

Dee, enough.

Just...

I said not now.

Mommy!

Evelyn?

Mommy!

Mom!

Mommy!

Hey.

She's gonna be okay.

Evelyn?

Hey, Evelyn, come on, wake up.

Wake up. Wake up.

Wake up, wake up, wake up.

You okay?

What are you doing here?

What happened? You tell me.

You were passed out.

I put Kaylee down for a nap...

I started the laundry...

then... Then what?

I took some Xanax

for my anxiety.

Did you take more today than you usually do?

I don't think so. I-I don't, I don't know.

Maybe I really am losing my mind.

Hello?

Anyone home?

Hello?

Hello.

I'm Beth Biven, Child Services.

I'm a friend of Evelyn's. Can I help you?

I came by here a couple of weeks ago

to check on Kaylee.

Beth. Hi.

What are you doing here again?

Kaylee, are you feeling okay?

Have you been hurt, sweetheart?

No. Nothing like that.

She is healthy,

safe, happy.

Have you been drinking today, Evelyn?

Have you taken any substances?

Beth, Evelyn is a perfectly capable mother.

That's what I'm here to determine. That child

is my concern.

And I know you're just doing your job,

but I've seen Evelyn with her daughter, and

she's juggling a lot,

but Kaylee is her top priority.

Ma'am, would you let me finish this interview, please?

Beth, if I may be honest,

if every woman going through tough times

lost the right to parent, we'd all be orphans.

Clearly, Kaylee's uninjured.

Can we just cut her mother a break?

Well, it does appear that Kaylee

is unharmed,

but if I get another call,

I will be coming back again.

Another call? This wasn't a routine follow-up?

No. My office received an anonymous tip

this morning that the child at this address

was being neglected.

And if at any future point I find that to be true,

I will be forced to remove her for her own safety.

Totally understand.

Hey. Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

It's gonna be okay. I got you.

We're gonna figure this out together, okay?

I got you.

Hey, how's Evelyn?

She's gonna be okay.

Just needs some rest. I scanned the photo

you sent of Evelyn's pills, and your hunch was right.

I mean, they're not Xanax.

You know, although it'd be hard to tell

just by eyeballing them.

Any idea what they are?

No. I'm gonna send them over to a private lab

just as soon as you send one over.

Swapping out her pills is a serious escalation.

This is way beyond just spooking her.

Yeah, maybe it's time for Evelyn and Kaylee

to get out of the house.

Yeah, at least until we figure out

who's behind this.

Dante just got a lead on that brown sedan

Evelyn's neighbor saw.

You-you want us to check it out? Yeah.

I'm going to make sure

Evelyn get resituated myself.

I'll meet you when I'm done.

Yes!

You are officially off the hook for Pixies tickets

'cause I just snagged some online.

Hmm. That's right. That's tonight, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Why don't you give my ticket to Rob

and make it kind of like a girls' night?

That sounds like fun, no?

Okay, what's wrong with you?

Hmm? You didn't forget

to buy the tickets, did you? You just don't want to go.

Oh. Hmm.

We got a live one.

That's him. Let's go.

Split up!

Richard Weber?

Evelyn's husband?

Back from the dead.

Arson, insurance fraud,

breaking and entering.

You've been busy for a dead man.

It's not what it looks like. That so?

You really thought committing insurance fraud

and making your family think

you were dead was a solution, Richard?

I know how it sounds.

I don't think you do. Tell the truth.

You were mad at your wife and wanted out of the marriage.

That's what divorce is for.

I needed that insurance payment so Evelyn didn't have

to sell the house, declare bankruptcy.

Husband of the year. Curious. How'd you pull it off?

Stole the body from a graveyard?

From a potter's field, yeah.

And the dental records?

Your death certificate said they matched. You must have...

Paid off the coroner.

Everybody's got a price. It's not something I'm proud of.

We know you've been visiting Evelyn's house.

A neighbor saw your car.

Bet I can guess who that was.

So you don't deny it?

I tried staying away,

but not seeing Kaylee, I...

I didn't count on how hard that would be.

Usually, I'd just watch her from the street, but sometimes

I'd sneak in a window just to hold her, just for a second.

That explains the cologne Evelyn smelled.

And why Kaylee

pointed to the window when she said she saw her father.

But it doesn't explain why he's been trying to gaslight Evelyn.

Our marriage wasn't perfect, but I love Evelyn.

And I've admitted to what I did wrong, but this,

I did not do. Everything I did was

to protect her and my daughter. Everything.

Richard?

I thought she deserved to know she wasn't crazy.

How could you do this?

I'm sorry.

Why didn't you just tell me what was going on?

I would've helped.

Did you really think I'd prefer you dead than broke?

That I'd want Kaylee to grow up without a father?

You don't think he did it?

I mean, why go through the trouble

of getting an insurance policy to help Evelyn,

then turn around and torture her?

Uh, at the top of my head-- he's a sociopath? Unhinged?

I mean, the guy faked his own death. Who does that?

Harry.

Touché.

Okay, so if Richard hasn't been the one

messing with Evelyn, then who has?

Maybe we're looking at this the wrong way.

Maybe the goal wasn't to torture Evelyn.

What other motive is there?

Someone made a call to Child Protective Services

the day Evelyn was drugged.

They wanted Evelyn and Kaylee separated.

Maybe that was the goal.

That does point away from Richard.

If he wanted Kaylee, he had plenty of chances to take her.

And it's not like he wanted custody,

being dead and all.

So if Evelyn was declared an unfit mother,

who would get custody?

Ooh!

Lookee here. According

to their family trust, in the event

of Evelyn's incapacitation, custody of Kaylee Weber

goes to Evelyn's sister, Alex Roth.

She does have access to the house.

Can we tie anything else to Alex?

Alex said she worked at...

at-at a horse stable, right?

Yeah. So?

Okay, so I just got the report back from the lab

about Evelyn's drugs

that were swapped out, right?

I-It's something called xylazine.

And it, too, is used to treat anxiety.

For horses.

Evelyn's brother-in-law

referenced a family history of mental illness.

What if he was right?

Except it wasn't Evelyn who inherited it.

Mel, hold on.

Whoa. What is happening? When Evelyn and Kaylee

moved out, they went to stay with Alex.

How's Richard?

Ugh.

I don't want to talk about it.

This has been one of the craziest days of my life.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

Come here, sweetie.

I know. Hey, you.

Evelyn? Evelyn?!

Oh, my God.

Here. Here.

Stay with me.

I need an ambulance

at 555 Shaw Avenue.

Okay, ambulance is on its way. Is she alive?

Barely. Kaylee?

Alex could have taken her. I'll check.

We gotta find them before she hurts that little girl.

I tracked her phone.

Looks like she's headed out of town.

Should I have Dante pick her up?

No, no, no, we have to exercise extreme caution

bringing her in. Try and pull her over,

no telling what she'd do.

What do you suggest? Rob?

You gotta see this.

Harry, let me call you back.

It was in the back of a closet.

Is that Alex with... Mm-hmm.

Evelyn's husband. And she cut out Evelyn's face

and put herself on all the photos.

What is this?

Alex must have Photoshopped

her face over Evelyn.

She know you were still alive?

I didn't think so, but one time she passed my car

as I was driving away from having seen Kaylee.

She could have seen me, but...

Richard, if there's something going on

between you two and you're not telling me...

There's not.

Not on my end, anyway.

Gonna need you to do something.

Hey, Alex.

What are you doing here? Where's Richard?

He'll be here soon. He told me to meet him here.

Yes, he will.

But his release from jail still has to be processed.

He didn't want you to wait alone,

so he asked me to come.

So it's true. They're letting him go?

That's right.

And then you two will be able to be together.

Alex,

could you put the knife down, please?

May I sit?

Richard told me that you two used to date.

Yes.

We were high school sweethearts. First love?

Always holds a special place in your heart.

Rich and I were always meant to be together.

Before Evelyn stole him away.

That must have been hard. It was.

I watched him be unhappy for years.

I knew he only stayed out of pity for her,

and I admired him for that.

Then he died.

It was so awful.

But a couple weeks ago I saw Richard

just driving away from the house,

and I finally understood.

You understood what?

That he faked his death to get out of his awful marriage.

And I knew that if I could just

get Evelyn out of the way, that we could be a family.

The three of us, like we were always supposed to.

Family is important.

Richard thinks family is important, too.

You know, you have a little something on your cheek.

You might want to freshen up, you know.

I'm sure you want to look your best

when Richard gets here.

I'll keep an eye on Kaylee.

Okay.

I'll be right back.

Liar.

I'm warning you, stay down.

All right, hands behind your back.

Kaylee...

♪ Cry once more... ♪

You're cut.

Oh, it's nothing. Just a nick. I'll live.

I'm gonna get her back to where she belongs.

Come here, baby.

It's okay now. Come on.

♪ I'd shower you, I'd shower you ♪

♪ If I could ♪

♪ If ♪

♪ I could ♪

♪ Oh, oh, I'd bathe you ♪

♪ Wash you of the sins that plague you ♪

♪ Rid you of the burdens ♪

♪ And you'd be free ♪

♪ Once more ♪

♪ Oh, oh, I'd save you ♪

♪ Rid you of the curses that plague you ♪

♪ Give you all the praises ♪

♪ Then bring you back ♪

♪ To shore... ♪

I missed you so much, bug.

♪ And you'd be free once more... ♪

How can I ever thank you for this?

I'm just glad I could help.

Nobody else believed me.

No one.

I couldn't have made it through this without you.

Well, you were strong enough to reach out for help.

Everybody doubted you, but you never gave up.

That's not nothing.

♪ Warm and clear, crystal blue... ♪

Kaylee is a sweet little girl.

She's lucky to have you for a mom.

♪ Rid you of the curses that plague you ♪

♪ Give you all the praises ♪

♪ Then bring you back. ♪

Hey. Hey.

What's the matter?

I feel bad about the Pixies show.

Honey, don't worry about it.

I was making a big deal out of nothing.

No, you weren't. And it's not nothing.

You know, everything you went through,

everything I put you through.

All those years I played dead.

Look, at least I knew the truth.

If you didn't tell me you weren't actually dead,

man, I would have killed you.

Yeah, I believe that. You know, I loved our old life.

Eating and drinking our way across the world.

Going to festivals and concerts and shows and...

the clothing. Mm.

Oh, man, the shopping. Yeah.

And I want that for us again, and I promise

it'll happen.

Just, right now, the idea of going to a show

at the Beacon, just packed with 3,000 people...

I get it. It's a lot all at once.

It's something we will work through.

Okay.

Okay. Thanks for understanding.

I love you for that.

And, like, a bazillion other things.

And as a token of my undying love and gratitude,

I got you a gift.

You got me a present? I love presents. What is it?

Okay, now? Yeah.

What? What is all this? Oh. Okay.

So, I couldn't bring you to the Pixies...

...so I brought the Pixies to you.

Oh, that is so sweet, babe.

Hey!

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Been trying to meet you ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Hey, must be a devil between us ♪

♪ Or whores in my head ♪

♪ Whores at my door ♪

♪ Whores in my bed ♪

♪ But hey ♪

♪ Where have you ♪

♪ Been? ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ If you go, I will surely die ♪

♪ We're chai-ained ♪

♪ We're chai-ained ♪

♪ We're chai-ained ♪

♪ We're chai-ai-ained ♪

♪ We're chai-ained ♪

♪ We're chai-ained. ♪

I heard Delilah met Trish.

So when do I get to meet her? Soon.

Dee...

I owe you an apology for snapping like that.

That wasn't right.

It's okay.

And come on, I was being pushy. No.

You can ask me anything,

it just...

I just felt uncomfortable

remembering that time in my life, that's all.

But why?

I mean, honestly, Auntie, I mean,

it sounds like you were a rock star.

Mm, I wish. Not quite.

Dee, back in the day when I started painting,

I mean, really painting,

I knew that I'd found my purpose.

I-I was consumed with it.

It was the '80s, and the art scene

was just popping with new styles and energy,

and I was right there at the center of it all.

I was invited to show my work

with a group of extraordinary artists.

When I got there, I saw Basquiat's new work.

I was stunned.

I just stood there,

and I realized that

what I was watching

was genius.

It just shook me to my core.

And I knew then that

I could not show my work

next to his.

Aunt Vi, it's not fair to compare yourself

to Basquiat, or anyone else for that matter.

Exactly.

I mean, you just--

You have a different voice is all.

Well, I understand all of that now,

but in that moment...

I just felt exposed.

So I told Trish that

my piece wasn't ready.

But it was.

I was the one that wasn't ready.

Oh.

It's stunning. Wow.

Aunt Vi, I gotta be honest.

This does not sound like you at all.

But I wasn't the woman then that I am now, sweetheart.

Well, it's never too late to jump back into the scene.

I'm not sure that the passion is still there.

I believe I have missed that window.

Auntie...

Mm.

I love you. Mm.

I also know that you are the most passionate woman

I have ever met.

I know you can do anything you want to.

No doubt.

The question is,

what do you want to do?

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