["It's Been a Long, Long Time" by Peggy Lee playing]
-♪ Kiss me once, then kiss me twice ♪ -[Jen grunts]
♪ Kiss me once again ♪
♪ It's been a long, long time... ♪
Morning.
Hey.
♪ Haven't felt like this, my dear Since can't remember when ♪
I can't believe I'm here.
Me neither.
[chuckles]
♪ You'll never know how many dreams I dreamed about you... ♪
How'd you sleep?
-Good. -Good.
-Yeah. -Good.
Good.
♪ So kiss me once, kiss me twice ♪
♪ Kiss me once again ♪
♪ It's been a long, long time... ♪
I have to shower.
Shit.
♪ It's been a long, long time... ♪
[guard] Right there.
[whining, beeping]
[guard] Okay, you're good.
[panting] Come on.
Oh, my God, you're a fucking-- you're a fucking psychopath.
You are a fucking full-on fucking Taxi Driver fucking psychopath!
What the fuck is the wrong with you? Fuck you!
-You okay in there? -Yep.
Fucking... you're fucking De Niro.
You're just fucking De Niro in every movie he's fucking ever been in.
♪ ...long time ♪
Hi, Mom.
Hey.
Let me look at you. [laughs]
Judy Anne, you haven't changed at all.
You look good.
You're still so beautiful.
Oh, come on.
-I know I look like a bag of day-old shit. -No.
You're really pulling off that jumpsuit. It's very on-trend.
Oh, well, working with what I got. [chuckles]
I'm, uh... What's that book?
Leaning In.
I don't think that's what that book's about, but--
Yeah. Haven't read it.
Me neither.
Why are you here?
I, um, I lost some people recently.
And I just didn't want any more time to go by before I saw you again.
-[exhales] -You're my mother.
And I miss you.
Aww, I miss you, too.
It's-- it's been 15 years.
Part of me thought I'd never see you again.
I just figured you didn't want anything to do with me.
Mom...
I sent you all those letters.
I kept trying.
I just thought that you didn't want to see me.
I wrote you back.
You did?
Of course.
I never got 'em.
-And then you never called me, so I just-- -No, don't. Come on, don't.
Look, you did the right thing, staying away.
And I never worried about you.
The world has always loved taking care of you.
With that face.
How long are you gonna be in here this time?
I don't know. Could be five, could be ten.
I haven't decided.
But I'm all right.
Really, I'm good.
I'm sober.
This is actually the most peace I've felt in a long time.
-Really? -Mmm.
You know how exhausting it is to hide and lie all the time?
I got here,
it was like I could finally exhale.
Right.
It's not the worst thing,
paying the price.
Yeah.
I could see how that would be a relief.
Hi. I'm still here. [laughing]
You are.
And you're freaking out.
No. I'm not.
Yeah, feels like you are a little bit.
And I get it.
You're with somebody new, and it's scary and weird.
I think all we can really do is...
dance it out.
No, what?
-I think we should dance it out. -Um--
Come on, little lady.
Yeah, that's what we're gonna do.
-Let's move together. -What are we doing?
[laughs]
♪ You're wigging out ♪
♪ Baby, that's all right ♪
♪ It's normal to spin out When someone new spends the night ♪
♪ Especially when He's a nerdy chiropractor ♪
♪ Well, maybe it'll help If you knew just one factor ♪
♪ He thinks you're incredible ♪
♪ And... ♪
I'm coming up short with a rhyme for "incredible." [laughs]
-I can't do this. -"Indelible." There it is.
Please, Ben, I'm...
I'm sorry. This was just a huge mistake.
What? Why?
It-- it doesn't matter why.
It matters to me, 'cause I don't think it was a mistake.
I feel like I've waited my whole life to meet someone like you.
Someone who challenges me and shows up...
and is this amazing combination of kind and strong and...
beautiful.
I mean, really beautiful.
Inside and out.
Ben, seriously.
-Oh, God. -Jen, what--
No, you have no clue who I really am.
And you deserve that person that you just described.
And I assure you, it is... [scoffs]
...it's not me.
Jen, this is... [laughs]
This is crazy. What are you talking about? We just...
[stammers] Help me understand.
Is this because it's too soon after your husband...
-No. -...or what is it?
No, it's not.
-Okay, can we at least talk about it-- -No, we can't, we fucking can't, okay?
Just, please, just...
Please just go.
Okay.
Okay, please.
[Ben sighs]
You know, I don't know...
what is going on with you, but...
I really hope that someday you can see yourself the way I see you.
'Cause it's pretty...
it's pretty special.
[door opens and closes]
[sobbing]
Fuck.
Hey, Ben.
Oh. Hey, Charlie.
[chuckles] I was just leaving.
Everything okay?
Yeah, all good. I was just, um...
having a meeting with your mom. A morning meeting.
Uh-huh.
Uh... it's over.
Hey, uh...
you take good care of yourself, okay?
Okay.
And, um...
you take good care of your mom, too.
Sure.
[door opens]
-[door closes] -[exhales]
-You're living in Laguna? Fancy. Fancy. -Mm-hmm.
Who's the fella?
Oh. No, no fella.
I live with my friend Jen and her two boys, Charlie and Henry.
Oh. You don't have your own family?
No.
But I have them.
Hmm. Well, motherhood's overrated anyway.
Two minutes.
Oh, Frankie, can't I just get a little bit more?
I'm catching up with my daughter. Isn't she beautiful?
[laughs]
[Frankie] I see the resemblance.
You can have five minutes, just this once.
Thanks. Don't think I didn't notice that haircut.
-I don't know how you do it. -Mnh-mnh.
And still making friends everywhere you go.
Mmm. You need 'em in this place.
How'd you end up back here?
I can't really talk about it.
But it's the system.
Once you go in, they make it almost impossible for you not to come back.
Right.
I'm sorry, Mom.
Look...
you were a kid.
They shouldn't have let you testify.
I think about it all the time.
I just...
I had to tell the truth.
Yeah.
You didn't know better.
Look, that's in the past.
Let's live for the future.
All right.
I'd really like to see you more, Mom.
Oh, baby, I'd like that too.
Rumor has it, I have a parole hearing coming up.
Maybe I'll get out sooner than later.
Really?
Especially if I have a lawyer this time who didn't get his degree at Costco.
[laughs]
-But good attorneys don't come cheap. -[Judy] No.
God, I would love to help you, Mom, but I don't have any money.
[stammers] Oh, no, no, look,
if you can't show up for me like that, you can't.
Well, maybe I can try.
That would mean a lot.
[Jen] Morning.
-[Henry] Hey, Mom. -Hello.
So I saw Ben coming down the stairs earlier.
Ben was here?
Uh, yeah, he was here for just a second to talk about some real estate stuff.
In your bedroom?
Yes.
Well, he seemed upset when he left.
He did?
Yeah.
Oh, shut up!
I didn't say anything.
No, honey, I'm sorry. It's not you, it's...
[huffs] The city council denied my stop sign petition.
-Seriously? -Why?
I don't know, it doesn't say.
It's just an impersonal rejection from some faceless assholes.
So that's it? We did all that work for nothing?
No. That's not it.
-[Henry] Where are you going? -To make them tell me to my face.
-Can I come with you? -Uh, no, you may not.
You are gonna finish your breakfast, and when you're done eating,
you're gonna take your bowl to the dishwasher for once in your life.
I'm on your side. Why are you mad at me?
[Jen] I'm not, I'm just covering my bases.
[Charlie muttering]
[woman] I mean, I've done the research,
and the numbers are very compelling.
I'm just very passionate about this.
So I think, in terms of medians...
we shouldn't.
Hi. Jen Harding,
real estate agent, mom, and I am here to say no.
To medians?
No, to you.
I beg your pardon.
I submitted a proposal for a stop sign
that was just rejected by this council,
so I am here to reject your rejection.
Well, I'm sorry, but this is the median hearing.
Well, now we're gonna talk about stop signs.
Well, unfortunately, that request was denied
because stop signs slow down traffic.
Uh, that's the point.
After review, the board actually felt that it could do more harm than good.
I'm sorry,
who's a stop sign gonna harm?
Except for some asshole who bought a Lambo
-to compensate for his micro dick? -[crowd murmuring]
Miss, we really don't need that kind of language.
Okay.... [groans]
Please don't call me "miss." That is annoying.
I'm a full-grown fucking woman,
and I have a teenage son who's about to get his driver's license,
and I am trying to protect him
and make this neighborhood safer for him
and for all of you.
You know, Mrs. Harding,
I find it interesting that you're so concerned
about keeping your neighbors safe.
I'm sorry, do I know you?
Yeah, we met. The name's Andrew.
Andrew Peters.
You might remember me from when you offered me a free estimate on my house
and then assaulted me.
-Get the fuck off me! -[grunts, shouts]
No means motherfucking no.
You bitch!
You almost broke my nose.
I should have hit you harder.
Excuse me?
Well, you may remember
that the reason I tried to break your nose
is 'cause you were trying to force yourself on me
after I repeatedly said no.
And I said no to you, not just because you are fucking gross...
but because I had just lost my husband,
and the last thing that I needed
was to be molested by some smug, horny prick.
That's not what happened.
Well, could have used a stop sign that day, huh?
-[woman] Yeah. -[crowd murmuring]
And if there had been a stop sign
on the road where my husband was killed...
he might be alive today.
And my boys would still have their father.
And our world wouldn't have fallen apart.
[man] Mrs. Harding, though I'm sorry to hear about your husband's death,
we don't know that a stop sign could have saved him.
No, we don't.
But it's one stop sign.
And if there is a chance of saving someone else
from having to feel how I feel every day of my life,
then trust me, it is worth it.
Because I wouldn't wish this on anyone.
Even you.
[applause beginning]
Hi.
Miss Hale.
-I think you can call me Judy by now. -I don't.
Okay. I brought you something.
It's Flo.
I heard she's feeling better. I mean, not from Michelle,
because she won't return my texts, which is really hurtful,
-but I-- -Seriously?
Sorry.
Thank you for this.
You're welcome.
I was also hoping that maybe you could do me a favor.
You think you're in a position to ask me for favors?
Probably not, but it's about my paintings. I'm just looking for them.
There's a whole collection of little girls with holes in their hearts.
-Okay. -I know it sounds weird,
but they're worth something, and last time I saw them was at Steve's gallery.
Stop talking. I have something to show you. Prager!
[Nick] Hello, Judy.
Hey, Nick. Good to see you back in uniform.
Uh, is it?
[Perez] Can you do me a favor and explain to me what's happening in these photos?
That is not what it looks like.
Oh, that's not Charlie Harding with Steve Wood's car?
Charlie has nothing to do with anything about Steve.
Okay, then...
help us understand why there's also CCTV footage
of Charlie driving Steve's car the night it was burned.
Well, I--
Look, our boss is itching for us to make an arrest in this case.
And he thinks we should be looking at you.
-He does? -[Perez] He does.
But it's a little hard not to look at this.
It's our only actual lead.
Yeah.
Well, those are just a few pictures.
[Nick] They don't tell a very good story.
We know Charlie's angry about his father's death.
And we know he's had access to a gun.
[Perez] The question is whether he was angry enough to use it, which,
-obviously, we're gonna have to ask him. -He didn't. That's not what happened.
Then what did?
Look, Charlie's the one who needs a favor now,
so if you got a better story, you need to tell us quickly.
Char, Hen!
Mama made dinner!
Sort of a once-in-a-lifetime thing here.
Probably gonna taste like shit, but that's my love just tasting like shit.
Hello!
Hey, Boop. Dinner's ready.
I'm not hungry.
Hmm? No? What's going on? Are you okay?
-I got into a fight with Shandy. -Oh.
I don't want to be her friend anymore.
Why?
You guys can't talk it out?
I mean, Shandy, you know, seems like...
very reasonable.
She killed my bird.
-She did? -I know you told her to lie about it.
Oh.
Why did you do that?
[stammers] I don't...
I don't know, honey.
I'm sorry.
I just-- I knew how upset you were about the bird,
and I just didn't want you to feel any worse.
But I do feel worse.
You're my mom, and you fucking lied to me.
Yeah, um...
Look, I-- I made a mistake, okay?
Moms make mistakes sometimes.
I'm really sorry, honey.
What can I do to make it up to you?
Do you want to go to the arcade?
No.
But maybe when Judy gets home, she can come up to my room?
Okay.
You have your bird, huh?
Yeah, but...
somehow its-- its tail broke.
Yeah.
All right, well, I love you. [kisses]
Okay.
-Hey, we need to fucking talk. -What? Oh, God, what now?
I'm not Henry. You don't have to hide shit from me. You don't have to lie.
Okay, what are you talking about, Charlie?
Everything.
Ben, Steve. I know you're the one who burned his car.
You had a fucking gas can in your hand.
Look, you don't know what you're talking about.
Okay? It's none of your fucking business.
It is! It is my business.
You're my mother. Aren't we supposed to look out for each other?
Yeah. Yeah, we are.
So you need to drop it, okay?
-What-- -Trust me.
Why can't you tell me
-what the fuck is going on? -Because I can't.
-Why not? -Because.
Why?
[shuddering] Because I'm scared.
[sighs] Steve Wood...
was involved with some very dangerous people, okay?
So you, please,
don't say another word about this ever again.
Do you understand me?
Yeah.
Not another word, Charlie.
Okay.
What? What is that?
Nothing.
[Nick] You don't really think the kid did it.
I'm just going off the evidence. It's all we have.
-Did you take a look at what I gave you? -I did.
But we need more. A couple of photos of a guy
walking into an art gallery doesn't prove much.
Neither does a couple photos of the kid in the car.
-[clears throat] -[telephone rings]
Prager, my man, those phones aren't gonna answer themselves.
So, um...
what did Judy Hale have to say for herself?
She's not talking yet.
Did you dangle the kid?
I... did.
-Good girl. -I'm not your girl.
Sorry.
I thought that would be a compliment for a woman your age.
Bitch.
-[door opens and closes] -[sighs]
Hey.
I need to see you in the garage, please. Now.
Really? Just-- fuck. Okay.
[Jen] Hey, hey.
What's going on?
Judy, just tell me what's going on.
The police have pictures of Charlie driving Steve's car,
the ones that Parker took.
Oh, my God.
They also have him on CCTV...
-driving the car the night it was burned. -Oh, my God.
They think he did it, Jen.
No, no, no, no.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
What am I gonna do?
-What am I gonna do, Judy? -Nothing.
Oh, my God.
-Listen to me. Nothing. -What?
I'm gonna take the blame.
What? No, no, you're not.
I'm not asking you. I'm telling you.
-Oh, fuck, no! -You are going to let me do this.
I need to do this.
Oh, my God, Judy.
-No. -Yes.
Listen to me.
The night that Steve died...
I was gonna kill myself.
What?
But then you called me,
and you saved me.
Oh, Judy.
And maybe you saved me for a reason, so that I can do this for you now.
You have a family.
You have a life.
Please let me do this for you, Jen.
I'm responsible for all of this.
If it wasn't for me, none of this would have happened.
You're not responsible for Steve's death.
I am.
-Yes, I am. -No, you're not.
He came here looking for me, and then he attacked you.
No.
-Yes, it was self-defense, Jen. -No, it wasn't.
Yes, it was.
No, it wasn't, Judy.
What are you talking about?
He was walking away.
And he didn't attack me, okay?
I attacked him.
-No, you said that he was strangling you. -No, I...
I lied.
You what?
I lied.
I'm sorry.
No, I don't understand why you-- why would you do that?
Why-- why would you kill him?
[Steve] He was looking for a way out, honey.
-What? -Ted. He jumped in front of our car.
[glass shatters]
-No. -Oh, yeah, he wanted to get hit.
[police siren wails]
Fuck you.
You know what? I don't fucking blame him,
because if I was married to you, I'd want to put a fucking gun to my head.
I'd want to kill myself, too, you miserable cunt!
-[blow lands] -[Jen grunts]
'Cause he was saying some really bad things, okay?
And I got really angry and I...
I just lost it.
What did he say to you?
I can't-- it doesn't fucking matter.
-Yes, it does. -No.
-What did he say to you? -No, it doesn't--
It obviously matters, 'cause you fucking killed him.
What the fuck did he say to you?
He said that Ted jumped in front of that car!
Okay? He said that he wanted to die because of me.
-You know that's not true, right? -It's true.
No, it's not.
None of that is true. That's just what Steve did.
He wanted to hurt you.
-That's how he was. -[sobbing]
No, he was right, Judy.
I'm-- I'm a piece of shit.
I'm a fucking piece of shit.
[shuddering] Ted fucking hated me,
my kids fucking hate me, I fucking hate me.
Everybody just fucking hates me.
I don't hate you.
-I could never hate you-- -Oh, God,
that's because you love anyone who just gives you a morsel of fucking attention,
even if it's abusive.
It's like you get off on it or something.
It's why you loved Steve and why you love your shitty, fucking asshole mother!
You'll just stick around for anybody.
-[door slams shut] -Shit. [sobs]
Judy, wait.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, please.
Look, I didn't mean it, okay? I didn't mean that.
No, listen to me. Listen to me.
Listen to me, stop. I am so sorry. Okay, listen. Listen.
It's okay to be angry. You should be fucking irate right now. I deserve that.
-Don't. -You should punch me in the face.
-Come on, please. -No.
-Come on, hit me, please. -No.
No, wait, just punch me in the face.
I'm not like you.
No, don't, please.
Don't go. Don't go. Please, just hit me!
Move!
-Please! -I need you to move.
-Out of the way. -Just hit me!
-Get out of the way! -No!
-Move, Jen! -Just fucking run me over!
-Stop it! -Hit me!
[screaming] Stop!
Stop it! [panting]
Just fucking stop it! [crying]
Just stop it.
[sobbing]
Judy.
Come here. Come here. Come here.
Okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
[sobbing] It's not okay.
It's not okay.
I know.
[sobbing continuing]
["It's Just a Matter of Time" by Brook Benton playing]
♪ Some day ♪
♪ Some way ♪
♪ You'll realize ♪
♪ That you've been blind ♪
♪ Yes, darling ♪
♪ You're going to need me again ♪
♪ It's just a matter of time ♪
♪ Go on, go on ♪
♪ Until you reach the end of the line ♪
♪ But I know ♪
♪ You'll pass my way again ♪
♪ It's just a matter of time ♪
♪ After I gave you ♪
♪ Everything I had ♪
♪ You laughed and called me a clown ♪
♪ Remember in your search for fortune ♪
♪ And fame ♪
♪ What goes up must come down ♪
♪ I... I know ♪
♪ I know ♪
♪ That one day you'll wake up and find ♪
♪ That my love ♪
♪ Was a true love ♪
♪ It's just a matter ♪
Jen?
♪ Of time ♪
[knock on door]
Mrs. Harding.
What are you doing here?
There's something I have to confess.
[theme music playing]
[meows]