["In My Baby's Arms" by The California Honeydrops playing]
♪ Oh, oh, what a dream ♪
♪ A dream I dreamed Laying in my baby's arms ♪
♪ Laying in my baby's arms ♪
♪ I was laying in the sand… ♪
Mm. I could drown in this piña colada.
And you know what? That would be a great fuckin' death.
[Judy] Yeah, the best.
-That guy just totally checked you out. -[Jen] Uh-uh. He was checking you out.
Well, he kept running, so…
-I guess we still got it. -That's right. Uh!
-Uh! -[laughs]
Ben are we getting those massages?
Did you say, "Ben are we getting those massages?"
-What? No, why? What? -Yep, no, you said Ben.
-Why would I say Ben? -You said it instead of "when."
-'Cause you are missing his Benis. -His "Benis?"
Because you can't stop thinking about his Benis in your Bengina.
-His penis, you mean? -Yeah. You liked it.
-[groans] Forget it. -Oh, it's gross now?
-Yes, it's-- eww. -Oh, please.
-Mm-hmm. -Just-- just forget it.
[chuckles] You can't forget it.
Oh, my God. Did you-- did you fly with that?
-Have you met me? -[Jen] No!
Hi! Jen Harding.
-Larissa St. John. -Oh, hello, Larissa.
You sound dumb and rich.
Oh, I am. That's my boat out there.
-[Jen chuckles] Ooh, lovely. -[Judy] Care to go on a cruise?
No, I wanna stay right here.
[exhales]
God, I-I can't believe we finally made it.
I know.
[sighs] It's just--
How did we-- how did we even get through this year? Just--
-I never thought that we could actually… -Get away with it?
-Yeah. -Yeah, I know.
But we did.
Yep.
-Maybe because we had each other. -Have. Have each other.
Have.
-Mm. -[gasps] What? Look at this!
Look.
What a weird-looking shell.
What the fuck?
-Judy, this-- this isn't a shell. -[woman] What is it?
[dramatic music playing]
Mom?
-[Judy] Jen! Jen! -[seagulls squawking loudly]
-Judy! -Jen!
Jen! Jen! Jen.
[gasps] Jen!
-[sobbing] -[breathing rapidly]
[dramatic music swells]
[Jen groaning]
[machines beeping loudly]
[groaning]
Why does everything hurt? Why is there so much beeping?
-We were in a really bad accident. -[gasps]
Huh? On the boat?
What? No, in Charlie's car.
Someone ran your stop sign and hit us.
-Who? -[Judy] We don't know.
-They took off. -[groans]
Why did that happen?
Another hit-and-run? Is the universe really that uncreative?
It does feel like it kinda phoned this one in.
-[groans] -Or maybe it's for a reason.
And we just don't know yet.
Maybe we're just cursed.
Or maybe we're blessed.
You're alive, and I was really afraid I was gonna lose you for a minute.
There was so much blood.
-You were unconscious. -[gasps]
It was so scary. God, I'm so happy you're okay.
-God, maybe the hugging's gonna kill me. -Oh, shit. Sorry, sorry.
-It's okay. I love you. -I love you too.
[sighs] Does Charlie know?
No, but you should probably call him.
Oh, God. That kid has had such a hard year.
The last thing he needs is more drama on his birthday.
[Charlie] "Judy, I don't know where to begin."
"I just know this has to end."
"You're a better mother to Charlie and Henry
than I could ever be."
"I'm sorry I couldn't forgive you sooner for Ted."
"No matter what you think, you've paid the price."
"Now I need to do the same."
Fuck.
[doorbell rings]
[knock on door]
Uh, hey, Ben.
Hey, bud. Is your mom home?
No.
She… What-- what's going on, man?
[groans] Hmm?
You're really… bleedy. Are you okay?
[snickers] You're bleedy.
All right.
[Ben] I'm great. Don't you worry about me.
-I'm-- -Are-- are you sure?
Yeah, no. I'm good. I'm good. Hey, can you just…
Can you just tell her I stopped by?
Uh, yeah, but you're fucking blitzed, dude.
You shouldn't be driving.
Oh, please don't be dead.
Fuck me. Fuck me.
Fuck me so hard.
Where is the nurse? Is this button just for show?
You rang? Thirty times?
Hmm, I don't think it was 30.
I was rounding down.
Well, she's in a lot of pain.
Isn't there something you can give me?
I can't just give out meds. Doctor has to examine you and sign off.
Okay, then can you get the fucking doctor?
-[Judy] Jen! -What?
-Can you please get the fucking doctor? -I will do my fucking best.
-Aww! -Thank you.
Fucking thank you!
God. This is so stupid.
I hate hospitals. Nothing good ever happens in a hospital.
Hmm. Babies are born here all the time.
Then half of 'em grow up to be assholes who don't vote.
I think they're hesitant to give you meds
because people come in here and just lie to get drugs.
So, what, they think I faked a hit-and-run to get painkillers?
Kind of a long con.
-People love drugs. -Hmm.
-Did I… [groans] -[chair scrapes]
…ever tell you that I had seizures as a kid?
You did?
No, but my mom would take me to the ER and say that I did.
-No. [gasps] -Yeah. Yeah.
And then she would make me fake one,
and the nurses would come running in 'cause I could really fake a good seizure.
-Brag. -Terrible brag.
And while I was convulsing,
she would swipe the nurse's key and go steal drugs.
What an awful thing to do to a child.
It wasn't that bad. I'd get to go to McDonald's after.
And then she'd pass out, and I'd drive us home.
Okay, that's, like, the saddest story I've ever heard.
Those are some of my happier childhood memories.
-Jesus. Ow! Don't make me laugh. -[laughing]
[laughs] Ow! Ow!
[both groan]
Yeah, I… I spent a lot of time in the hospital with my mom too.
Not my happiest memories.
I bet.
[emotional music playing]
Somehow it was my job to get her to eat.
Just a… [scoffs]
…delicious, steady diet of Ensure and saltines.
That's an Unhappy Meal.
It was miserable.
But it's all she could keep down.
And then when she couldn't, then I'd eat it,
and then I wouldn't shit for a week.
I think your story might be sadder.
Well, let's just call it a tie, okay?
-Okay. -Can we please get the fuck out of here?
Okay, hold on. I'll go find the doctor.
All right, I'm gonna call Charlie, let him know we're coming home.
[grunts] Okay.
Oh, Jesus. Why-- [exhales]
Why would-- [grunts]
Why would someone put my phone…
[grunts] Jesus!
[gasps]
My face recognition's not working.
[Ben groans]
[Ben] Man, I'm sorry you gotta see me like this.
Yeah, it's a real how-to on how not to live your life.
Whatever. [sighs]
It's not like you're the only fucked up adult I know, right?
[chuckles] Right. Man, it's good to see you.
I really missed you. And I really missed your mom.
What happened? Did you hit something?
Uh, I… [scoffs]
…don't really know.
Well, what's the last thing you remember?
[heartbeat thumping]
[Ben] Hello? They did?
Are they sure?
Okay, thank you for letting us know.
[dramatic music swells]
[gasps]
My brother died.
Oh, shit. How?
[sobs] We don't know. They f--
[gasps] They found his body in the woods.
Jesus.
I'm sorry.
No. No, no, no. Please don't…
Don't be sorry. I'm sorry. That's-- that's no excuse for any of this.
Hey.
Uh, listen, I know this is… not, like,
something you ever wanna hear from a grown-up,
but can you please not tell anybody this happened?
'Cause it could be real Bad News Bears for me.
-Yeah. A DUI is no joke. -Yeah.
Like, three of 'em and you go to jail 25 years.
-Twenty-five, huh? -Yeah, it was just on my driver's test.
Cool. Cool, cool, cool, cool. Good to know.
Thank you.
You're a good man, Charlie Brown. [chuckles]
Probably hate that. [groans]
My dad used to call me that. I don't hate it.
[Ben] Well, I appreciate you driving me home.
I'm not taking you home. I'm taking you to the hospital.
-Uh, wait. What? No, no, no, no, no. -[engine turns over]
No, no, no, you don't have to do that. I'm-- I'm totally--
-You can just drive me home. -[cell phone vibrates]
[Charlie huffs]
[phone beeps]
Look, nobody has to know what happened today.
Not even my mom.
God knows she keeps enough shit from me, right?
-[Ben chuckles] -[exhales]
Hey. Thanks, man.
And how is your mom?
-Ow! Ow! Ow! [grunts] -I'm so sorry.
Tell me where it feels most tender.
-Where I just said "ow!" -Where she said "ow."
[inhales] Uh…
-What are you looking for? -Uh, come on, where did I, uh…
-It's-- it's in your back pocket. -It's in your back pocket.
-There it is. [mutters] -Is there anything you can give her?
-Not until we pinpoint the problem. -[sighs]
The seatbelt could've broken her rib, which would not be ideal.
That could puncture a lung.
-[gasps] Oh, my God. -And how are you doing?
-Fine. A little sore. I chipped my tooth. -[Jen] What?
[doctor] Well, either way, I have to send you both in for a CT scan.
-Okay. -That's okay.
Well, it's a routine precaution for a car accident, so…
-[cell phone rings] -Oh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hold tight. It might take a while.
Crazy day.
Okay, I'm not getting a CT scan. Get the nurse 'cause I refuse it.
What? Why?
I don't wanna be here all day. It's Charlie's birthday.
He said you might have a punctured lung. You need to get that scan.
I don't want it. My body, my choice.
-Always. But… -Water?
What if something is wrong? Don't you wanna know?
Look, if it's a broken rib, there's nothing they can do.
They can't put a tiny little cast on it.
That would be adorable. But what if it's something else?
Exactly. It's always something else.
Go in for one thing, and the next thing you know,
your kid is trying to force-feed you saltines to keep you alive.
It is not gonna be that.
[Jen] With the year I'm having?
I-I just-- I can't take any more bad news.
And we're sure this is Steve Wood?
I mean, uh, the body's so, uh…
[inhales] You know, uh, it kind of makes it hard to--
Caucasian male, brown hair.
Clothing matches the description Mr. Wood was seen wearing.
Odds are it's him. Or what's left of him.
[sighs] Jesus. That head wound.
So, what do you think happened?
I don't know. I mean, I don't-- obviously, I don't know.
I mean, Wood was in bed with a bunch of shady characters.
If I had to guess, I'd say it was the Greeks.
-Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. -Yeah? Yeah.
-But it's a pretty shallow grave. -Ehh.
I'm surprised it took someone this long to find him.
Not really. I mean, it's a big place and a lot of trees. You'd be surprised.
There's a reason Angeles Forest is a dumping ground for organized crime.
-Yeah. Right? Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. -True.
Do Greeks usually carve a heart where they dump their dead?
I mean…
It's probably just a coincidence, you know.
It-- it could've been a couple of lovers making love under a tree,
marking the tree where the love they made was made.
-Okay. Yeah. Uh… -Yeah. Yeah.
But it's basically an arrow pointing right at him.
[cell phone vibrating]
Oh, shit. Come on.
Ow! Ow! Ow! [hisses]
[scoffs, exhales]
-Fuck. Shoot. -[beeps]
[exhales] Hello?
Tell me you did not carve an arrow pointing directly--
I-I'm sorry. I can't-- I can't hear you. W-what?
[phone audio garbles]
H-hello? Hello? I can't--
I cannot-- I can't hear you. Wh-what?
-Can you move somewhere else? -You move!
I can't. Okay, so? Your signal fucking sucks!
Well, your signal sucks! Just-- just can you…
-Hmm. I can't. What? What? -Can you-- can you hear me now?
-Can you hear me now? -Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Stay right where you are. Don't move.
-[hesitates] Stop talking. Listen. -Just fucking--
-They found-- Hey, hey, hey! -[Nick] Hey.
Hello? What-- what did they find?
[scoffs]
Yeah, that was the, uh, my Instacart. The store doesn't have my yogurt.
-Chobani? Of course. -Chobani. That-- every time.
-They're always out. -Always.
Hey, we should get a statement from the witness.
-What witness? -Uh, the lady that found him.
[Perez sighs]
-I'm on it. -Uh…
-Well-- you sure? -[Perez] Yeah, I got it.
-Hello. -[witness] Hey.
-Oh, I know you. -No, you don't.
-Yeah, I've seen you here before. -No, you haven't.
-With a blonde lady. -Don't know any blonde ladies.
Um…
[cell phone vibrating]
-You need to get that? -No.
Pick up. Pick up.
Oh, fuck, fuck!
Shit, shit, shit.
-[machines beeping] -Shit. Shit.
[groaning]
What is happening?
Hi!
-Everything okay? -[Jen] Yeah, yeah.
I was, um-- uh, the doctor said that I was gonna have a scan
after my friend, and I-- I got eager.
[chuckles]
Eager beaver.
[inhales] Leave it to Beave'.
I thought we had a runner.
[laughing] No, I was trying to get a selfie 'cause this shit's funny.
-Okay, here we go. -Oh, it's time.
Yeah, it's time.
[Jen] Ah, shit.
[groans]
[Ben groaning]
-Looks like someone was partying too hard. -Huh.
What happened here?
To be honest, I… don't really remember.
Yeah, well, you're lucky.
If you'd fallen an inch further, you'd have broken that cute little nose.
[chuckles]
-You guys busy today? -Oh, yeah.
Couple of heart attacks, toothbrush up the caboose.
-Oof! -Hit-and-run, stroke.
-W-wait. Hit-and-run? -Can you imagine?
-[ominous music playing] -[heartbeat thumping]
[engine revving]
You okay, hon? You're looking a little peaked.
[retches]
[groaning]
Saw that coming.
Yeah, it's a tricky kitten. You gotta double the bananas.
-Seriously? -[Judy] Dead seriously.
-The recipe calls for four. I put eight. -[beeps]
Sometimes nine if they're small 'cause that's the sweet spot.
-My bread always comes out dry. -[groans] Oh.
-You okay? -Yeah, sorry.
Sometimes I just get a little lightheaded. Ooh.
-Here, here. Take a seat. -Oh. Ooh.
[sighs] Maybe it's my blood sugar. I don't know.
-[nurse] Hmm. -God, no, I hope it's not a seizure.
I haven't had one in so long. Maybe I'm just dehydrated.
Can I get you some water? Or orange juice?
Oh, juice would be great.
-Don't move. I'll be right back. -Thanks.
[sighs]
-[beeps] -[lock clicks]
[pills rattle]
[beeps]
[door opens]
[door shuts]
-Oh. -[nurse] Here you go, honey.
Thank you.
-Mmm! -[chuckles]
Ah, it's so good. Thank you.
-You're a lifesaver. -Oh. Oh.
[Judy exhales]
You have such great eyebrows.
Thanks.
-[gasping] -[electronic clanking]
[breathing rapidly]
Just try to relax, okay?
[machine beeps]
[electronic whining]
[whimpers]
[technician] Take a deep breath. Count to ten.
[heartbeat thumping]
[gasps]
[shouts]
-[gasps] -[sobs]
No need to apologize.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. [gasps]
[beeps]
Please just go.
[gasping]
[technician] You're finished.
-[Jen panting] -[technician] That wasn't too bad, was it?
[Jen shuddering]
[cell phone vibrating]
-Hello? -[Charlie] Hello?
-Charlie? -Judy?
-Hello? -[audio garbles] Ju-Ju-Judy?
[Judy] Wait, wait, wait, wait.
-Hello? Shoot, I only have one bar. -[Charlie] Hi. Hi.
[Judy] Charlie.
Charlie!
Where's my mom?
Oh, she's been trying to reach you. How's the birthday boy?
-Cut the shit, Judy. -Okay. Um…
-Listen. Your mom and I were-- -My mom and you what?
What the fuck did you do?
Uh, that's a little hard to answer out of context.
I read the letter, Judy.
What? Which letter?
-What do you mean, "which letter?" -What do you mean?
-[fast beeps] -Fuck!
[both] Oh!
-Judy! [chuckles] -Ben!
[both] What are you doing? No, you go.
-I was just getting some stitches. -Oh.
'Cause I-I fell…
[laughing] …on my face 'cause I tripped on my-- on my feet.
[chuckles] Wait. Why-- what are you doing here?
Uh… [sighs]
Jen and I were in a hit-and-run.
What?
Yeah, some driver just blew through the stop sign and ran right into us.
Oh, my God.
[heartbeat thumping]
[engine revving]
[Judy gasping] Jen. Jen.
[tires screech]
[Judy] It was really scary.
Jen's… pretty banged up.
-Is she gonna be okay? -I don't know.
I hope so.
[Jen inhales]
-Well, nothing's broken. -Oh!
Thank God. So, we can leave?
Not just yet.
Huh?
I'm so sorry that happened.
Thank you. Me too.
Judy, I have to tell you something.
Uh, and it's not good. It's bad. It's…
It's really bad.
[doctor] We found something else.
I'm sorry. [grunts]
We found shadows.
What do you mean, "shadows?" What-- what does that mean?
It's okay. Well, you can tell me anything.
What is it?
They look like masses,
but I'm not an oncologist, so I really can't say.
But we'll schedule you a follow-up with a specialist immediately.
God, you gotta be fucking kidding me.
-Uh… -[Judy] Ben, please just say it.
-Yeah, uh… -[indistinct chattering on police scanner]
[Judy] What?
[exhales]
They found Steve.
[ominous music playing]
-Oh, my God. -[Ben exhales]
He's dead, Jude.
Uh, I'm so…
I'm so sorry.
[Ben] Yeah. No, oh, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I had to be the one to tell you.
No, no, don't be sorry.
[clears throat] Do they know what happened?
I mean, I can't say for sure. It's just a scan…
Yeah, no, I-I know what "check with an oncologist" means, okay?
My mom died of cancer.
-[doctor] That's, um-- I'm sorry. -Mm-hmm.
You should definitely do a follow-up.
But you know, in my experience, things aren't always what they seem.
[Jen] Mm-hmm.
Again, I'm so sorry, Miss Hale.
[Jen] Hmm?
[gasps]
[dramatic music swells]
[doctor] I'll get you and your friend's discharge papers ready.
[sniffles]
So, she's-- she's okay?
Yeah. Just a couple bruised ribs.
-Jen. -[gasps] Hi.
-They found Steve. -What?
I just heard from Ben. A dog dug him up.
Oh, for fuck's sake. Oh, my God. [sobbing]
Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, shoot. Come on.
-It's gonna be okay. -[sniffles] I don't know about that.
[sighs]
Did the doctor ever come?
Um… [sniffles]
Yeah, yeah. No, um, he said we could go.
Wait, so you're all right?
-Yeah, just bruised. -[gasps]
Oh, thank God. Thank God. Thank God. Thank God.
-Here. Take this. -What's--
[whispers] Jesus. Where did you get that?
-My seizures came back. -[sighs]
They were very sudden and perfectly timed.
I love you.
Listen,
I know it's scary,
but we've been through a lot already.
[emotional music playing]
[softly] We've had quite a year.
And we survived because we had each other.
No, we have each other.
[Judy] Yeah.
[Jen murmurs]
-That was weird. -What?
I-I just got déjà vu. [chuckles]
That's a good sign.
["In My Baby's Arms" playing]
I hope so.
♪ A dream I dreamed Laying in my baby's arms ♪
♪ Ooh… ♪
[theme music playing]
[cat meows]