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[Ava] Last season on "Based on a True Story."

Look at us. Always sitting around, drinking wine,

talking about vicious murders.

[woman] Management wants to make a change.

They want a new director of tennis.

I've been here for 17 years.

Not everyone's obsessed with murder like you.

These things sell for millions.

Hey, I'm Matt. Plumber.

-I'm pre-law. -Really?

Don't I look like a lawyer?

Hot.

I spent a lot of tequila time here

when my marriage was going under.

You're the last guy I should be hanging out with.

I'm out with Matt last night at the bar.

I go to get drinks, and that girl bumped into me,

-and now she's dead. -[screams]

[Ava] Matt is the Westside Ripper.

What if we make a podcast about this together? We force him to do it.

I have a proposition for you.

Life in prison, or make a podcast. What'll it be?

Let's do this.

Let's start from the beginning.

[Ruby] I know about the podcast. I want a front-row seat

to the Westside Ripper becoming the biggest celebrity on this fucking planet.

This will not end well for you.

[screaming]

She was gonna turn you in. She called the cops.

-How come we never talk about the baby? -I mean, I'm super excited.

-[tense music playing] -[gasps]

[Ava] What about the name Jack for a boy?

Whose blood is that?

[music ends]

[tense music playing]

[Nathan humming softly]

[Ava sighs] I have tried everything,

pills, potions, crystals, you name it.

I am-I am pumping and nursing on the hour every hour. I'm like Big Ben,

and this baby still doesn't gain weight.

-More like Big Boob, right? -What?

You said "Big Ben," so I said "Big Boob."

-Not very funny. -Sorry. Our timing was better

uh, uh, before the baby.

I don't think it was, actually.

Um, anyway, listen, if there's anything you could do,

you know, in the sense... in the form of help,

-it'd be so appreciated, please. -Please.

Well, tell me about your birth story.

Was it unusually... stressful?

[dramatic piano glissando plays]

[tense music playing]

[Simon] Oh!

Whose blood is that?

[Ava and Nathan laugh awkwardly]

Mine.

Yeah, it's all mine.

-It's hers. -'Cause of the...

baby.

-The baby is... is coming. -Oh, my God. What are we gonna do?

-[screams] -Are you okay?

No. We have to go now. Why are we cleaning?

-We gotta get to the hospital. -We gotta go. Oh, God!

-Keep breathing. -We should go now.

Should there be so much?

-[Ava] Yeah, it's fine. It's normal. -[Nathan] Everybody out.

[whispers] Nice save. Nice.

Yeah, but actually, I think it's really happening.

-It's happening? Really happening? -For real. Uh-huh.

-[Ava screaming] -Keep breathing, all right?

Oh, my God!

-This way? -[Ava] Oh, God!

What is going on?

He's taking care of it.

They're taking care of it.

Wait. Wait. Stop. Ow! Come on, now. I don't know what this is.

You should be looking for my wife. Whoa! Whoa!

Whose blood is that?

-Oh, God-- Stop this. -Come on.

-Watch your head. -Wait. Wait. Oh, God.

Somebody call my lawyer!

-No. Very calm. -No stress at all.

Yeah, quite peaceful.

Some might say beautiful.

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

-[door closes] -Another couple hundred dollars right down the drain.

"Couple hundred dollars"? Is that how much these consultants cost?

Man, I'm in the wrong business.

Well, you can't put a price on the health of your child,

-can you? -No, of course not.

But the pediatrician said that Jack was fine.

I'm not gonna give up breastfeeding my child. Got it?

Nobody's asking you to. But if you would just consider

letting me help you out by supplementing...

-Do not fucking say it. Don't say it. -...with a bottle of formula.

Oh, my God! You just said it right when I told you not to say it.

There's a Swedish formula I read about

-that's supposed to be identical to breast milk. -The answer is no.

No. No. The answer is no.

Is this about what's best for Jack,

or about you not wanting to fail?

I could actually shit in your mouth right now and call it breakfast.

-Really? You're gonna shit in my mouth? Please! -I'm that tired. I'm tired.

Of course you're tired. You're pumping every hour on the hour.

It's killing you. When was the last time you did anything for yourself,

or, I don't know, had a shower?

Well... Here.

["End of the Road" by Noga Erez playing]

There. Shower.

-That's disgusting. Okay. -Yeah, well, thank you.

* You had the mic now you can't drop it *

* Dumb, dumb, dummy Once nobody *

* I'm coming, I'm coming I'm coming, sit down *

* I don't know what really, really happens at the end of the road... *

[Nathan] Nice and loose.

Keep your head down. Watch the ball.

That's it.

Beautiful.

Use your top hand for the backhand.

There it is!

Nice!

Oh! Great shot! Great!

Right on the line.

-That's the heat right there. -Yeah.

-How did that feel? -Pretty good.

-"Pretty good"? -Yeah.

Are you kidding me?

Fucking great, man. I feel good.

You know why? Because you're putting it together,

but you're keeping loose. And what?

-[exhales] Relaxed. Relaxed. -Relaxed. Relaxed.

That's the key that unlocks the whole game.

-[Christa] Is the lesson over yet? -Yeah. We're just cleaning up.

Ah, just in time for cocktails. We've got some friends coming by.

Oh, that sounds great.

Yeah. There's a friend of your father's here

who's a trustee at Stanford.

Oh, and from now on, can you pull your car onto the side street

instead of out front?

It just makes it... easier. For you, mostly.

Not a problem.

Thank you.

I'll see you, buddy.

[tense music playing]

[woman on podcast] What up, mothersuckers?

It's your girl, Boobie Bev, and I am back

with more tit-illating mommy milk content for your earholes.

Is that painful?

Oh, no. It's actually quite excruciating.

But, you know, Boobie Bev, she said--

She have any credentials? I don't know about this Boobie Bev.

That looks like it's killing you.

She has over a million subscribers, so yeah.

Oh, that's great. We had a million subscribers at one point, too.

We didn't know what the hell we were doing.

Okay, listen, I know that you seem to think I am a little bit crazy.

Not my words.

Well, let me tell you a little story.

When Tory was a baby, and she wouldn't stop crying,

our mother handed her a gin-soaked rag, left, and hoped for the best.

I always felt awful about that.

But you're her older sister. You're not her mom. That's not on you.

Yes, but when you have a selfish, awful mother, you worry that...

you might become that way too.

Babe.

Y-you're an amazing mom, okay?

Maybe too amazing.

I just think we're at the place right now

where we need to try the Swedish formula.

Let's give it a shot.

You think so?

I... I think so.

-You know what I think? -What?

I would rather shove both of these up your ass right now.

[sucks teeth]

[tuts] Okay.

You're making yourself miserable.

I'm fine.

You're making me miserable.

Jack seems...

We're all miserable right now.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you miserable?

-[phone dings] -Do you need a little aspirin? I'm sorry.

-I'm not saying-- -Oh, uh-huh.

I didn't know this was so hard for you.

Oh, I'm sorry. Am I keeping you from something?

Are you fucking kidding me?

[upbeat music playing]

Do I look like I'm fucking kidding?

Or do I look like I'm living the life you dreamed of...

and all on your dime?

[discordant ringing]

[Ava, muffled] Babe?

[louder] Hello?

Oh, sorry. It's him.

Matt.

Another text from Mexico.

Okay, well, we did ask him

to stay in contact with us. That was part of the deal.

We sent him away for rigorous psychological counseling.

Does this look rigorous to you?

-Give me this. -Here. Look at that.

Oh, my God. Yeah, we get it. Nice sunglasses, you fucking douche.

-Douchebag. -Is he for real?

It's really sometime--

Hold on. Oh, my God!

I know. What guy still looks menacing in a redwood soaking tub?

Or is that teak?

God, that looks so relaxing.

No, no, no, not that. Look at his glasses.

-Look at the reflection in his sunglasses. -What?

[Ava] That's Tory!

She is not studying for law school.

She is in Mexico.

With a killer!

In my swimsuit!

I knew it was too easy.

I knew we'd never get away with it.

We thought we tied this whole thing up in a little bow.

-Keep your voice down. -Let's sell the beach house.

Let's pay off Matt and send him to Mexico.

Then let's live our lives like everything's absolutely normal.

Well, fat chance!

Everything's gonna be fine.

Or... I'm just spitballing here,

and maybe it's not gonna be fine, okay?

Because I can't feed our child, I can't protect Tory, we might go to fucking jail.

Listen to me. The flight to Mexico is, what, two hours?

I'm gonna have eyes on Tory by dinnertime.

We should come to Mexico. Me and Jack should come.

-No. -Can babies have Mexican food?

I don't think that's a good idea.

I could pack us right now.

You think babies need passports?

-There's a passport place at CVS. -Listen to me.

Babe, listen to me, please.

Simon's in jail, and he's gonna stay there.

And Tory... Tory's probably just rebelling like she always does.

I'm gonna get there and talk some sense into her.

-But you need to do something for me. -That doesn't sound fun.

Get out of the house and see some friends.

-I don't have any time. -You have time.

It's not about self-care. It's about...

[whispering] ...our cover.

If you look like you're hiding out,

that's suspicious.

Yeah, that's true actually.

Fine. I guess I could call up those bitches and make some plans.

That's my girl.

Mmm.

What?

Maybe brush your teeth.

Don't have fun in Mexico.

Deodorant, okay?

[car door closes]

[car starts]

Yeah, we had our decorator put a little Ruby shrine together.

I mean, we thought it was the least we could do to honor our fallen friend.

Mm-hmm.

[Carolyn] Yeah. I'm gonna miss her so much.

Is that a condom you got over there?

Yeah, we wanted to represent sort of all of her passions.

Yeah, no, it's a very beautiful and moving tribute for sure.

But, you know, it does make you wonder

if we should still be getting together and talking about murder stuff

after one of ours has fallen in such a way.

[Carolyn] Hmm.

Yeah.

How do you think that Simon disposed of the body?

Because the cops are saying nothing.

They probably don't have info on that yet.

They might never actually have info on that.

Okay, well, Paul told me that Simon got in touch with him.

-What? -Yeah. I can't believe they let him out on bail.

[chokes, gags]

-Are you good? -[Ava] Yeah.

[slurps] It's fermented brewer's yeast.

It helps with... milk things.

What did you-- I thought they denied him bail.

He was denied bail at first,

and then he shelled out for one of Johnny Depp's attorneys,

-and they got him a deal. -Oh, my God.

-[Carolyn] Ava, you are so out of it. -Oh, my God.

I mean, some people are even saying that Simon is the Westside Ripper.

-Oh, for sure! -Well, there hasn't been another murder since his arrest.

There's been tons of domestic violence, random robberies, and things,

but nothing, like, stabby and, like, fun.

Uh, is it fun any-- I mean, I don't know. I just...

Maybe this isn't my thing anymore.

Really? Okay. You are the one who got me into this.

Yeah, you were, like, the murder pusher.

You know, I'm a new mom now. I'm just, like, basking in that glow

of that new part of my life--

Do you guys follow Seri@lKyla on TikTok?

-Oh! I love her. -[Carolyn] Ugh!

Murdergirlbo$$ is another good follow, too.

-Um, there's murder on TikTok now? What-- -[Tanya] Yeah.

Oh, my God. It's amazing. You don't have to wait a week

for a podcast to drop to get your fix.

-Way better. -Yes.

[Ava] Um, random question.

Did you guys ever have, like, supply problems?

'Cause I cannot get these filled up.

Okay, put them away. I don't speak baby anymore. Sorry.

So, I was thinking that killer a few years back,

who dissolved his girlfriend in acid and made her into sangria.

-[discordant rumble] -[Carolyn, muffled] I can see Simon dissolving Ruby.

-Oh, yeah. -[muffled chatter continues]

[upbeat guitar music playing]

[Nathan] All right.

-[grunts] Thank you, Juan. -Bueno, Nathan.

-I'll see you soon. -Cuidate.

Hello. Welcome to the Humanidad Wellness Center.

This your first time joining us?

No. Uh, yes. I'm just looking for a friend.

We're all friends here.

Can I offer you a mocktail?

We grow our own elderflower.

I'm good. Thank you. I just need to meet someone.

-He's taking my bag? -Not to worry.

How about a welcome mocktail? It's a take on bee pollen.

-I'm okay on the mocktails. -All right.

What about a raw coconut? Picked fresh today.

Raw coconut? Wow. I am pretty dehydrated.

[slurps]

[serene music playing]

[Nathan] We have a newborn,

and I really think we should try formula,

but I just gotta get my wife on the same page, you know?

But honestly, I haven't had a decent night's sleep in I don't know how long.

Well, these hammocks are actually constructed

to make you feel like you're in the womb.

-Really? -Try.

[sighs deeply]

That is...

nice. [chuckles]

[woman] We know.

There's a reason people are drawn here...

people who are in need of healing.

[serene music continues]

[singing bowls resonating]

[discordant music playing]

Jesus Christ!

Buddy, what are you doing down here?

Where's Tory?

Relax. She's fine.

Don't tell me to relax.

You look exhausted, my friend.

Sure you don't wanna take a minute?

We had a deal, at considerable expense to us.

-You're right. -We sent you away to-- God damn it!

-Help me up here. -Okay, buddy.

-Yeah. -[Nathan grunts]

It's supposed to be a rehab, not a spa.

I get that it looks a little idyllic.

But I'm telling you, man.

The work I'm doing here...

is real.

The people that have come into my life,

into my orbit...

I'm different.

I've changed.

Frankly, so has Tory.

Yeah, that's what I'm worried about. Where is she?

Get out of the house, hang out with your girlfriends.

Great fucking idea. [sighs deeply]

-Google, play my podcast. -[dings]

[woman] And as he watched her open throat

gurgling with not just blood...

No, no. Mommy podcast, not murder. Mommy, not murder.

[Ruby] I'm sorry. I didn't catch that.

[suspenseful music playing]

[screams]

Uh...

Jack, you okay? That was really loud. Are you okay?

[sighing] Oh, God. Okay.

I mean, I'm not okay. Not that you asked, you cow.

-What did you just call me? -That hurt your feelings?

You buried me under a tennis court.

To be fair, they were turning it into a pickleball court,

which is why we were able to... Never mind.

You kind of are a cow these days with all the milking you're doing.

You're obsessed. It is so not cute.

I know it's not cute. I'm not going for cute.

You're only doing it to avoid the guilt and shame that you feel

-for framing an innocent man for my murder. -Wha-- No.

Simon isn't totally innocent, okay? He did kill a dog.

But he didn't kill me. You know he didn't and can't tell anyone,

and that's why you're avoiding murder.

You're caught up in a real one now,

and it's not so fun anymore, is it?

-I did what I had to do to protect my family. -How's that working? Hmm?

Now that your sister is fucking a serial killer?

[comical music playing]

Google, play my mommy podcast.

Mommy podcast! Now! Now! Now!

[virtual assistant] I'm sorry. I didn't catch that.

Boobie Bev! Boobie Bev!

Ava's just having a really tough time right now.

And you aren't having a tough time?

-Of course I'm having a tough time. -Yeah.

She's overwhelmed with the baby,

and now, she's got Tory to worry about.

Tory's not a baby.

She's an adult, and can make her own decisions.

It's always been Ava's job to keep her little sister safe.

What does that mean?

You're a serial killer.

[exhales in frustration] Nathan, Nathan, Nathan, Nathan.

[sighs]

I had a disease.

I was sick.

But I'm healing.

Do you know why?

-Why? -You, that's why.

No, I'm not kidding.

You sacrificed so much

to allow me this second chance.

You gave up your beach house. That was your dream.

If I haven't thanked you enough--

-Don't do that. Don't woo me. -Let--

Okay, I-I won't be wooed.

I respect you.

But you know, you're right. I did give up a lot.

And it-it's not just the beach house.

It's what it represented:

being a man, a fucking provider, a success.

Yes, let it out. That's what this place is for.

Instead of being some guy just...

drowning in his own uselessness.

[phone vibrating]

Ah, crap.

Um, I gotta... I'm just gonna get this.

-[phone clicks] -Hey, babe.

Um, I'm-I'm-- I can't really talk right now.

I'm just in the middle of things. What's going on?

Yeah, well, I kinda need an update, like, now.

Yeah, yeah. I'm on my way to see Tory right now.

Are you in a hot tub?

It's a therapeutic treatment bath.

What's in your ears?

It's milkupuncture.

I ordered a kit online.

Listen, did you know that Simon is out on bail?

-He is? -[Ava] Is that Matt?

Turn the phone over. I wanna see him.

Nathan, let me talk to Matt right now.

Ava...

I'm handling this situation right now,

and I'll deal with the Simon issue when I get back.

-Go, Nathan. -[Ava] Don't you dare hang up!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy, tiger.

-Easy, easy, easy, easy. Yeah. -[chuckles]

Yeah, getting out too quickly can be dangerous. You might pass out.

[Nathan sighs]

-But I gotta find Tory. -[Matt] And you will.

-[suspenseful music playing] -[birdsong]

Tory?

Nathan.

Hey. What-- [chuckles] What are you doing here?

I am here to... to bring you home.

What are you doing here?

Um...

Well, it's... it's Tuesday,

so I'm pruning the pea tendrils.

-Pea tendrils? -Mm-hmm.

Tory, you were on your way to law school.

How did this happen?

You mean me and Matt,

or me and the garden?

Yes, Matt. Obviously.

Do you know about him?

Um...

Uh... I don't know.

Do you?

Yes.

Wait. What are you talking about?

I mean, you figured out that Matt and I are together, so...

Right, and that's the only secret... there is to know about Matt?

I don't know.

Is it?

God damn it, do you know that he's a murderer or not?

I fucking knew you knew. How could you guys keep that from me?

How could you keep it from us?

You know...

Matt has a... a complicated past.

-Oh, he does? -Yeah, but who doesn't? Okay?

And he's working on himself. And that's a hell of a lot more than I can say about you.

You're dating a serial killer who kills brunettes in their twenties.

That's big talk from someone who tried to profit off of his disease

by making a podcast.

-Oh, you know about that too? -Yeah, I do.

And I think it's disgusting.

But you can't compare us to him.

You're right. You are so right.

Because Matt is actively taking steps to change.

-What are you guys doing? -[sighs heavily]

Hey.

Nathan, maybe you're the one that needs saving.

Not me.

-[breast pump whirring] -[reporter] In a stunning turn of the Ruby Gale murder case,

Simon Gale was granted bail earlier today.

Ruby Gale, whose body has yet to be found,

has been missing for three months.

Simon Gale reported her missing

but then later became a prime suspect in his wife's own murder...

[distant, muted] ...when an anonymous tip led the authorities

to finding Ruby's blood...

[eerie voice] Guilt and shame. Guilt and shame.

Guilt and shame. Guilt and shame.

Guilt and shame. Guilt and shame.

Guilt and shame. Guilt and shame. Guilt--

[voice ends abruptly]

[clears throat]

Come on!

[Ruby laughs]

At some point, don't you think you should just give up?

I will never give up, okay?

[Boobie Bev] Because every drop is liquid gold.

Boobie Bev?

It's curious.

You say you want your child to thrive,

and yet you still haven't given up gluten.

-Well... -[Ruby] You really think it's gluten

and not the crippling guilt she feels for framing an innocent man for my murder?

[Boobie Bev] It could be the corn syrup. Look what she puts in her body.

-Disgusting. -[Ruby] She's always been disgusting.

[Boobie Bev] No sense of respect.

[discordant music playing]

[man] Let me hear your primal screams.

[group screams]

[all laugh]

[man] You see? It's all about the balance

between the divine masculine and the divine feminine.

And I know, I know, I know.

We're not really supposed to talk about that stuff anymore. Am I right?

-[all chuckling] -That's true.

But you know what?

It's true.

And I don't need anybody calling the "woke police" on me.

[all laugh]

Or, again, the real police.

[all laugh]

I'm looking at you, Bryce.

[all laughing]

[man] I'm looking right at you.

You see, when the balance between the masculine and feminine energies is off,

nothing's right.

Nothing.

And for some, that problem can be too much alpha.

Ego, dominance,

sexual charisma.

And for others...

[sighs] ...it's not enough.

[howling in distance]

[man] I would now like to invite all of you to look within

-and ask yourselves... -[dramatic music plays]

...is now the time to release your inner beast?

[all shouting]

[Boobie Bev] It's gluten and corn syrup.

I really think it's guilt and shame.

Puts junk in her body. No respect for herself.

She eats like shit.

Can we agree to disagree on my shortcomings,

then you guys can leave me alone? That'd be great.

See, you literally framed my husband for my murder,

so I don't think that's happening anytime soon.

Oh, my God. I need to go to sleep. Please leave my head now.

[intense didgeridoo music playing]

I see a lot of caterpillars trapped in their cocoons.

Tonight, you become fucking butterflies.

[bird screeching]

All right, Nathan.

-Tonight, you're about to be reborn. -[Nathan exhales]

You insist on your morning coffee, despite its stimulating effects.

It is one fucking cup. Are you a monster?

[Ruby] Coffee has nothing to do with what's keeping you awake.

Clearly, you have something you need to get off your chest, which isn't breast milk.

Look, you need to make amends.

To God?

To Simon.

Ugh.

Give 'em hell.

[man] Man warriors, on my word.

Advance!

[shouts]

[intense music playing]

[no audible dialogue]

[music intensifies]

[distorted shouting]

[distorted] Yeah, motherfucker!

[distorted shouting]

[music ends]

[birds chirping]

-Can I admit something to you? -Of course.

I didn't wanna be a dad.

I was scared.

I thought I wasn't, uh...

I don't know, successful enough to pull it off.

-But that sounds so stupid, doesn't it? -No. No, it doesn't.

Look, sometimes you have to step out of your life to gain some perspective.

That was true for me coming here.

-Yeah. -Mm.

Yeah, I wanna...

-Ah, that's good. -...step it up as a dad,

as a husband...

as a goddamn man.

Mm-hmm.

Nathan...

you gotta know...

I love Tory.

And if it's better for her to go home and continue her studies...

I would never stand in her way.

Ah! [sighs with relief] Ava's gonna be thrilled.

Good.

-Thank you. -Okay.

-Thank you. -Of course. Of course.

[Nathan sighs]

I'm really glad I came here.

And in the spirit of this night

and the honesty that you just shared with me,

I would like to share something with you.

Okay.

I didn't kill Ruby.

Simon did.

[suspenseful music playing]

[doorbell rings]

-Ava. -[Ava] Hi.

Hi. To what do I owe the pleasure?

We need to talk. And I need to pump my tits while we do it.

-[breast pump whirring] -Well?

I'm surprised to see you.

I'm surprised to see anyone

since an unfair rush to judgment made me the object of societal derision.

So, what is it, Ava?

Uh, well, I-I-I just wanted to...

I wanted to see how you were doing,

you know, since Ruby's... death.

You mean presumed death,

since her body was never recovered.

Right. Right.

Well, I don't believe you.

I think that you just wanted to get a good look at me in all my ignominy.

No. No, Simon, no one wants to see you in your "ininomy."

You know what? You can go back and tell your wine and crime ladies

that I am trapped in my house looking and feeling like the pariah that I am.

I can't even take a shower because the water sets the ankle monitor off.

Do you know how humiliating that is?

Well, ever since I had the baby,

I piss myself every time I sneeze,

so, in a way, I... I do understand.

Listen, Simon, I am so sorry for your loss.

-I feel terrible for you. I really do. -[phone dings]

And I wanted to tell you--

[sighs] Sorry.

[suspenseful music playing]

I went to Ruby's house,

you know, t-t-to keep her quiet.

You mean... to kill her.

Well, she had us cornered, Nathan.

She was gonna go to the police.

And you and Ava, you did turn your backs on me,

and I don't deal well when things are out of my control.

So Simon is already just screaming at her when I get there.

Like, it's just raw fury.

[dramatic music plays]

[Matt] He grabs something off the desk. I think it's a letter opener.

And there's this look in his eyes... nothingness.

A shark. I mean, he is just gone.

Pretty soon... so was she.

So you're telling me that you went there to kill her, but she was already dead?

That is correct.

It's a "Shawshank."

I'm not familiar with that term.

But my wife will be.

[keypad clicking]

-[phone dings] -Um...

[whispers] "Shawshank"?

What did you say?

Me? Oh, nothing. Oh, I didn't say-- I didn't say anything. I just--

[laughs] Sorry. I got crazy texts from my--

No, you cannot take my--

Oh! Mother of God!

Simon, so I gotta get going.

This has been super fun, but I have to go.

Sit the fuck down and hear my side of the story.

I swear to you I didn't mean to hurt her.

I didn't mean to do it. I didn't.

She just makes me so angry.

Oh, God! And I just got...

carried away.

[menacing music playing]

[Matt] He was just a wreck. A real, real amateur.

He had no plan for the body, no idea what to do next.

-[Nathan] He just took off? -[Matt] He just took off.

[Simon] I had to go somewhere, catch my breath,

and figure out what to do.

[Matt] I worked very quickly. When life gives you lemons,

or in this case, a woman murdered by her domestic partner,

you gotta make the most of it.

[Nathan] You took credit for the murder.

[Matt] I had an illness.

It's not who I am anymore.

[Nathan] So what happened when he came back, and she wasn't there?

[suspenseful music intensifies]

[music ends]

[tense music playing]

Ruby?

Ruby?

[exhales slowly]

What the fuck?

How does a body disappear? [laughs] Where...?

Is-is there another dimension, a multiverse if you will,

or is somebody really and truly out to get me?

Do you know what it's like to have your sense

of what's real and what's not real taken from you?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Liquid gold, motherfucker.

[alarm beeping]

[woman on phone] This is the police department.

Can you hold the camera to your face and state your name?

Simon Gale.

[woman] We have a few questions.

Are you violating the terms of your bail?

[gentle music playing]

[Ava sighs deeply]

Want me to hold it, or you wanna hold it?

I'll hold it for you. You're tired.

You like that?

You're lovin' that formula, huh?

There you go.

[singsong] Good morning.

Good morning.

Mm.

What was that about?

Whatever you said to Tory, I think it worked.

She's on her way here right now and says she has some exciting news for us.

I think she's going back to law school.

We had a heart-to-heart, you know.

I was honest with her.

And what can I say? She, uh... she listened.

I mean, are we not nailing this parenting thing?

I mean, come on.

-Right? -Yeah.

Also, um, I know I may have gotten a little bit crazy

with that whole Boobie Bev crap,

but I gotta tell you.

After having one glorious night's sleep, finally,

and a real shower,

I can safely say to screw all this perfect mom shit.

Yeah, you know what? I am so sick of trying to prove myself to everybody.

I am completely over it. Because you know what?

-[knock on door] -Sometimes, a little white wine is liquid gold too.

-[door opens] -Huh? What do you say, babe? Care to join me?

-[Nathan and Tory speaking indistinctly] -Oh, you're here!

You're already celebrating.

Well, yes. But what exactly are we celebrating?

Our news, dummy.

We're engaged.

["PACKAPUNCH" playing]

Ava.

* Say it again and get punched *

-* Don't you know that I pack a punch? * -* What? *

-* Don't you know that I pack a punch? * -* What? *

-* Don't you know that I pack a-- * -* Can I get a "what"? *

Yay!

-* What? * -* Get cut *

* Back to the source Walking on the sly *

* I was born with the force Don't care about the money or the power of your horses *

* Flyin' with my Civic Don't care about the Porsches Skrr *

* Whoa, pop out the cut Wish you were Rambo *

* Don't need your deal I'm eating Nando's *

* No, I won't be blunt JVB, do whatever we want *

* Get to midnight or get K.O.'d *

* You a small fry You look like Toad *

* I spit fire I'm more like Bowser *

* I got you scared Don't piss your trousers *

* Hoodie up with the strings in a bow *

* Whip so low Peep the underglow *

* Speakers thump-thumping Beats bump-bumping *

* Talk to my fist if you wanna say something *

-* Don't you know that I pack a punch? * -* What? *

-* Don't you know that I pack a punch? * -* What? *

-* Don't you know that I pack a punch? * -* What? *

* Don't you know that I pack a... *

* Can I get a "what"? *

* What? *

[song ends]