[sobbing] Obviously, I mean, I regret it.
I just-- I-- I don't know what I was thinking.
I just think something else just took over.
[Jen shudders, exhales]
Wow.
That is quite the story.
[Jen] I know.
I really wish it wasn't true.
[sighs]
[sobbing] I'm sorry I didn't tell you before.
It's just… [sighs]
…Judy has no idea.
She loved Steve.
[blubbering] And she would just be so devastated
if she knew that I
was fucking him.
["Lovely Day" by Bill Withers playing] ♪ When I wake up in the morning, love ♪
[Judy laughs] Oh!
-Shit! [chuckles] -♪ And the sunlight hurts my eyes ♪
♪ Then I look at you ♪
♪ And I know it's gonna be ♪
-♪ A lovely day ♪ -♪ Lovely day, lovely day ♪
♪ Lovely day, lovely day ♪
[song fades out]
I have to ask.
Is that Steve's?
Mmm. Yeah. Yep, yep.
-Okay. -It's a little Wood up in there.
-[chuckles] -[gasps] I'm so sorry.
You must think that I'm just a horrible person.
No, no, no. Having an affair isn't a crime.
-Or else my ex-wife would be in jail. -Oh. [chuckles]
[both laugh]
[Glenn coughs]
[gags]
-[coughs] Oh! -Are you…
[heaving]
[gasps, coughs]
[grunts, retches]
[straining]
[gagging]
[gasps]
Oh…
I'm fine. I'm all right.
-Oh. Okay. -Whew! [chuckles]
Whew. [coughs]
I thought that was the end there for a minute.
[chuckles, clears throat]
-[chuckles] Oh, right. -[clears throat]
[coughs]
Well, anyway.
I appreciate you being honest with me.
I know it probably took a lot to come here.
Well, yeah, it's… Just trying to do the right thing.
Absolutely.
And if we end up, let's say,
finding your DNA on Steve's body,
this'll certainly give us one plausible explanation.
[tense music playing]
Yeah. That it would.
[sniffles, sighs]
[gasping]
-[exhales] -[engine turns over]
[dramatic music playing]
[gentle piano music playing]
-Hi! -Hey.
[Judy] Can I please have a small mint chip
with chocolate sprinkles in a cup?
Actually, can I have a large in a waffle cone?
Looks like you're having a nice day.
I'm alive.
What?
I'm terminal.
[somber music playing]
W-what?
-I'm terminal. -Stop saying that.
-Well, you just asked me to. -Okay… [splutters]
Tell me exactly what the doctor said.
She said she was really sorry
and that the chemo didn't shrink my tumors.
-What, like, not at all? -Mm-mm.
No, no, no, no, no, no. It-- it had to have done something, okay?
They just-- they need to do more.
She also said that if it didn't work this time, it won't work the next time.
Oh, what-- what is she, the authority on fucking cancer?
-She's an authority. -Okay, no.
There are options. There are always options.
-Jen, no. Stop. -[sighs]
The odds of the chemo working were always really low.
It's okay. Really.
I've accepted it.
Accepted what?
Everybody dies, right?
Shut up, Judy!
You're gonna tell a dying woman to shut up?
-You're not dying. -Jen.
Okay, no. How about that, um… [inhales]
…that clinical trial, uh, at St. Bridget's, right?
No guarantee that'll it work,
and it's way more intense than what I just went through.
Yeah, but guess what, you got through it.
All right? I'm not saying it's not gonna be hard.
And I'm saying,
if this is all the time that I have left,
I wanna spend it swimming in the ocean and hugging the people that I love.
-Well, you're doing it, and that's final. -You're not my mom.
No, I'm not. I'm your best friend who fucking gives a shit.
Unlike your mom, who isn't here because she's too busy being in fucking prison.
Well, she's out, actually.
Oh, well, good. More room for me.
-You're not going to prison. -Really?
Then why did Agent Moron swipe my DNA?
-What? -Yeah.
[sighs] Karen saw him going through the garbage.
He took something out and put it into a bag.
What did he put in the bag?
-[keyboard clacking] -My water bottle. It doesn't matter.
If it didn't matter, he wouldn't have taken it.
Don't worry, all right? Stress isn't good for the cancer.
Well, stress isn't good for the baby either.
-[Charlie] What baby? -[Henry] There's a baby?
[dramatic music builds]
Oh, fuck me.
[Charlie] No fucking way.
Whose is it?
-Whose is it? -What?
Ben Wood pled guilty. They're transferring him to County.
Oh, well done, Prager. You got your guy.
You should feel good.
Yeah, well, uh, turns out it doesn't feel very good
sending a friend to prison.
Oh, so now he's your friend?
Uh, I mean… [chuckles]
We're friendly. Okay, he's a good guy. He-- he made a mistake, I admit.
Well, you did the right thing.
Sometimes the right thing doesn't feel right, but it doesn't make it wrong.
Yeah, I guess.
You know… [exhales]
…the one thing I just-- I can't figure out
is why Jen Harding doesn't wanna press charges.
I mean, she was a dog with a bone when her husband got hit.
Until she became BFFs with the driver.
She's mercurial. You never know what she's gonna do.
Sure, but I mean… [scoffs]
The brother hits her husband?
The other brother hits her? You think she'd hate that family.
-Talk about a vendetta. -Don't wanna talk vendetta.
-There's no vendetta. -How do you know?
I know because Jen's pregnant with Ben's baby.
-What? -[Perez splutters]
-He didn't say anything about that. -Because he doesn't know.
She just hasn't had a chance to tell him yet.
But she had a chance to tell you?
No, I mean, she just was going through some stuff,
so I just happened to be there.
-Oh, my God. -What?
-You're friends with her. -No, I'm not.
That's why every time I bring her up as a suspect,
you jump to her defense.
-No, I don't. -You're doing it now!
-No, I'm not. I'm not doing it! -Relax!
-Can you sit down? -I'm sitting.
-Stop talking. You're not sitting. -I'm on my way to the seat.
Mm-hmm. Just…
Look.
There's no harm in admitting you like a person.
[huffs] I don't. Trust me, okay? That woman and I are not friends.
-Well, you're keeping her secrets. -There's no secret-keeping going on here.
-Did you tell Agent Moranis? -Tell him what?
-That Jen's carrying Ben's child. -What's that got to do with anything?
Who knows? Maybe nothing, maybe everything!
-What if it's all connected? -[Perez] What if it is?
Then it'd be wrong not to tell Moranis everything you know.
-Yes, I am still here. -[doctor] You sound angry.
Well, if I sound angry, it's because I fucking am.
You have to use foul language?
Uh, yeah, I do have to use foul language
because I think it's fucking shitty
that you're not letting my friend into your clinical trial.
-I said before it's closed. -Yeah--
Yes, I understand that it is closed, okay?
But what you don't understand is that she is gonna fucking die
if she doesn't get in, you fucking dick fuck!
[doctor speaking faintly]
Well, you know what? If the dick fuck fucking fits.
[call end beep]
What-- Oh-ho-ho! You did not just hang up on me.
Fucking fuck!
[cell phone vibrates]
[scoffs] Hello.
[automated voice] Collect call from an inmate
in South Orange County Correctional Center.
If you choose to accept these charges, press one.
[beeps]
Your call is being connected.
-[line clicks] -[Ben] Hello?
[Jen] Ben?
Jen. Hey.
[soft emotional music playing]
Hey.
So good to hear your voice. [chuckles]
I wasn't sure if you'd accept the charges.
[chuckles] Well, wasn't sure it was you.
-Get a lot of calls from prison? [laughs] -Oh, you don't know my life.
-[chuckles] -How are you?
You okay?
Uh, yeah, yeah. I'm hanging in there.
It's not that long and even shorter on good behavior.
So, you're looking at life, then, huh?
[chuckles] Yeah, I don't wanna stay here that long.
It's a little scary here.
But it's also kind of a relief taking some responsibility.
[Jen sobbing]
For something, at least.
-[sniffles] -Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
[sighs]
I'm so sorry. You're the last person I wanna make cry.
[sniffling] No, no, it's not you, Ben.
It's Judy.
Is she okay?
Did she get her results back?
Yeah, she did, and she's, uh, she's not.
I'm trying to get her into this clinical trial.
Oh, God. Okay, that's good. That's good.
Yeah, well, I might have burned that bridge
because I just called the doctor a fucking dick fuck.
Yeah, it might be tough to walk that one back.
[automated voice] You have one minute remaining.
-Fuckin' Jesus. Really? -I know, right?
-It's like I'm in prison or something. -[laughs, sniffles]
Poor Judy. That's just not fair.
I mean, she's like an actual angel, you know?
Yeah, I know.
Listen. [sighs]
I know we're running out of time.
But I can't wait any longer to tell you how I feel about you.
Okay.
And I know that, uh,
we got a lot of stuff that we gotta work through.
Oh, uh, well, yeah, there-- [inhales]
Yeah, there definitely is.
Right, and, uh,
there's so much that I have to make up for.
-No, you… -But I gotta be honest with you.
Because I love you… [gasps]
…so much and you-- and I'm not expecting anything back.
-You don't have to say a word. -No, no, no, no, no, Ben.
-I… -[voice] Your call has been terminated.
-[dial tone hums] -[hesitates] Wait, Jen.
[gasps]
I love you too.
[sighs]
And I'm pregnant.
And I killed your brother.
[Judy] Wasn't that Fresno?
Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no. Fresno was something else.
-It was Bakersfield. -Oh.
I remember because you were so nervous from cashing those checks,
you threw up your McNuggets.
Well, I was so sure the teller knew that I wasn't you. I was like, 12.
We were such a great team, you and me.
Yeah.
[sighs] Gosh.
Everything was so much easier before they figured out DNA, huh?
[scoffs] Yeah. Fuckin' science.
Yeah. I mean, now, if they have your DNA, I mean,
it's kind of like there's nothing you can do about it.
-Is there? -No.
Why are you asking?
-Did you do something, Judy Ann? -What?
No, I'm just… making conversation.
Yeah, well, I have other hobbies now.
I learned how to do nails when I was inside.
Oh, pretty! Look at-- what are those?
Stars. No, wait, no. Hearts.
They're cats.
Of course. I see that.
Looks good.
Well, it looks like you're really adjusting to your new life.
It's a nice place.
Yeah, well, you know, as fancy as this place is,
I was hoping maybe I could slum it with you for a while.
Get the old team back together.
Oh.
[Eleanor] I could do your nails.
That sounds nice, Mom.
But I'm actually, um,
not gonna be around for much longer.
[emotional music playing]
You going somewhere?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm going somewhere.
Hmm. Oh, sure.
I mean, you gotta live your life.
Oh, um, I have a…
a little something I wanted to give you before I left.
Thanks.
Well, I should
get going.
Bye, Mom.
Bye.
I love you.
[murmurs]
Judy Ann? Wait.
Where you going?
You didn't say.
Oh, I'm, uh,
going to Sonoma.
To help a friend start a restaurant.
Uh-huh.
Good. Good luck.
[Jen] Are you fucking kidding me?
-Come on, dipshit! Green means go! -[engine revs]
-[scoffs] Go! -[horn honks]
Fuck.
-[Henry] Mom. -[huffs] Yes.
I know you're upset because Charlie called you an irresponsible fuck face.
Yes, he did. Yep, yep, yep.
But I'm really excited about the baby.
You are?
Yeah, I mean, I finally get to be a big bro.
[clicks tongue] Aww.
You are getting big, aren't you?
Like, overnight.
And, you know, I think Dad would be chill with it too.
[clicks tongue] Oh, he would be chill, huh?
Why do you say that?
When he died, there were only three of us,
and now there'll be four again.
Well, five with Judy.
Yeah.
And six with Ben.
[sighs] Right.
[emotional music playing]
[soft clattering]
[latch clicks]
-[panel beeping] -[mechanical whirring]
[mechanical whirring]
[groans]
[sighs]
Okay, just a second.
[exhales]
[sighs]
[Charlie] What are you doing in here?
Oh, sorry, I was just-- I was just grabbing a few things.
I'm leaving right now.
Jesus Christ. Does anybody in this fucking family have boundaries?
You think of me as family?
Sure, why not? You fucked my dad…
Guess that drunk loser fucked my mom…
-[sighs] -So we're one big happy family now.
Okay, well, I'm going to get out of your hair
and let you metabolize all of this and everything. [exhales]
[clears throat] I just need a second still.
Are-- are you, um…
[clicks tongue] Do-- do you want some-- some water or, uh--
Well, I have this.
[gasps, sniffles]
Glacier Cherry?
-Yep. -That's my fave.
Me too.
Listen, I know you're upset about the Ben thing.
Well, I just don't get it.
Uh, she hated my dad, but she likes that guy?
-She didn't hate your dad. -She had a weird way of showing it.
All she did was yell at him all the time.
Okay, well, your mom can be a little hard.
-But she's like a-- -A bitch.
I was going for "rock."
But that's the kind of mom you want at the end of the day.
[Charlie sighs]
Your mom is tough and solid, and…
she's there for you, no matter what.
Even if you almost kill her in a hit-and-run?
Yep, even then.
Your mom is
really good at forgiving people when they fuck up,
and that is a really hard thing to do.
Because she is fucked up.
Who isn't?
Um, how long was this sitting there?
Pretty long.
I don't think it goes bad though.
-Ooh. Yeah, okay. -[chuckles]
You can have that.
-All right, I'm really going now. -Okay.
Here. Wait.
-Oh, thanks. -[exhales] Okay.
You come here.
Right there.
I love you.
I love you too.
-[Henry] Bye, Mom! -[Jen] Bye, Boop!
-Hey, Jana. Here you go. -Oh.
These your Cranes For Christ cranes?
Yep, all fucking million of 'em. [chuckles]
Thanks. I have to say I'm surprised.
-I didn't think you'd actually do them. -Hmm.
Because you seemed extremely mad when I asked you.
Mm, yeah, well, I actually didn't do them.
-[Jana] Oh. -Yeah.
My friend Judy did while she was going through chemo.
-So you can thank her. -Oh.
'Cause she is an angel.
And I, I am a… I'm a cunt!
[laughs]
-Oh. [chuckles] -Yeah.
-Yeah, I wouldn't use that word. [scoffs] -Mm.
-I mean, not in here anyway. -Oh, He knows.
-Oh. [chuckles] -Everybody knows.
Uh, do you mind if I ask, uh, what kind of cancer your friend has?
Um, cervical.
Oh. How's her treatment going?
[Jen sobbing]
It's not good.
-[sighs] It's not good at all. -Oh.
Well, I'm-- I'm sorry to hear that.
Is it squamous cell, adno, or small cell?
Um, small cell.
[sighs] Wait, how do you know that?
-I'm a doctor. -Oh.
You are?
Like, for people?
-Yeah, I'm an OB-GYN. I told you that. -Oh.
[laughs] No, you didn't.
Yeah, I did. Rem-- after the Easter Lamb Jam?
We were standing right there.
Oh, God, really? I-- I must have forgot.
Yeah, I don't-- I don't think you were actually listening.
Well, yeah, that's-- that's a strong possibility.
Hey, do you happen to know anyone at the St. Bridget's Cancer Center?
Oh, why? Is your friend in the clinical trial up there?
Oh, yeah, I wish. It's just… [splutters]
We missed the deadline, so…
-Oh, that's too bad. -[sniffles] Yeah.
I can make a call if you want.
Seriously? [sniffles]
-Ah. -Oh, my God. Thank you so much.
Oh, of course.
Yeah, I used to be cuddle buddies with the head of oncology up there.
So he definitely owes me one. [chuckles]
-Yeah, I let him do some weird stuff. -[exhales]
Hey, Jude, it's me. I got some news. Call me back, please.
[tapping on door]
-Hey, Jude. What are you doing? -Nice lawn.
I'm-- I'm sorry. Do I know you?
I'm Eleanor Hale. Judy's mother.
She here?
Uh, no, no. She's, uh, picking up my son from choir practice.
-Can't tell if that's a joke or not. -Me neither.
[clicks tongue] All righty, then.
Uh, that's okay. I'm just gonna wait for her.
[Jen] Why don't you just come right the fuck on in?
So, this is some, uh,
Real Housewives of Laguna type shit, huh?
Hmm. Thanks.
[inhales] I, uh, didn't realize that you were
out and about.
So Judy's told you about me, huh?
Oh, she might've mentioned a few things.
Yeah, I wouldn't believe a word she says.
-She's a natural-born liar. -Look, I'm sorry, why-- why are you here?
Oh, don't look so alarmed, honey.
She came to see me first.
She did?
Oh, she didn't tell me that.
Yeah, I'm sure there's lots of things she doesn't tell you.
Man, whatever gambit she's got running this time,
must be pretty sweet.
She's not-- she's not running a gambit.
-Who the fuck runs a gambit anymore? -Oh, please.
She didn't come by this honestly.
Wait. She gave that to you?
Yeah. Why?
-She steal it from you? -No.
I'm sure it's from one of her paintings that she sold.
Oh, she's still doing that painting thing, huh?
-She's a really great artist, actually. -Oh, well, good for her.
Maybe that explains why she doesn't want me around.
Might ruin her image.
Or maybe she just doesn't want you here.
What kind of person kicks her mother to the curb,
gives her some bullshit about going to Sonoma?
-Does she think I'm some kind of idiot? -What?
I brought her into this world, and now she can't help me?
Why? 'Cause she's too busy with her rich bitch girlfriends?
-She has cancer. -If she would just give me two weeks.
-Two fucking weeks to talk to me-- -Did you hear me?
-What? -She has cancer!
Your daughter has cancer!
You sure?
-Yes, I'm fucking sure. -Oh, okay, all right.
You just never know with Judy.
Well, maybe you would know if you had ever been around.
[emotional music playing]
She gonna be okay?
[door closes]
-Hi. -[Jen] Oh, hey.
Hey, Boopety-bops! Um… [sniffles]
How was, uh, the practice?
-It was good. -[Jen] Yeah?
-Hey. -Hey, sweetie.
-Aren't you handsome? -Yeah.
-Uh, Henry, this is Judy's mom. -I didn't know Judy had a mom.
-Hmm, well… -[Eleanor scoffs]
Uh, yeah, she just dropped in to say hello.
-[Henry] Think you might be too late. -Hmm, what? Why, where is she?
I don't know where, but she had a suitcase.
[Jen] What?
Oh, f--
[cell phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
[Jen sighs]
[gasps]
Oh, Judy, what did you do?
[Judy] Obviously, I regret it.
And if I could go back and change what happened, I would,
but it was like something just…
[inhales] …took over.
That's quite a story.
And Jen has no idea.
She would be horrified if she knew that I did it.
That I killed Steve.
So you're telling me she doesn't know about any of this?
No.
Your best friend had no clue that you kept his body in her freezer?
Uh-huh.
And then you used her car to transport it to Angeles National Forest?
-Uh-huh. -During a girls' weekend?
I'm a really good liar.
Okay, so how do I know you're not lying now?
[strains]
[Judy sighs]
[scoffs]
I don't get it.
Why come to me?
Why not go to the FBI and try to strike a plea?
I thought it'd be easier to tell a friend.
I get a phone call, right? That's still a thing?
[Nick exhales]
[Nick] Yeah.
Yeah, you get a phone call.
Where is she?
You have five minutes.
Okay. Thank you.
Hey.
Seriously, what the fuck? Judy, what the fuck?
-I know you're mad. -Mad?
What-- I don't even know what the fu-- Are you fucking, like-- You can't do this!
I'm doing it for you.
What? Fuck you!
-Fuck me? -Fuck you!
-[scoffs] Jen. -You got into the trial, Judy.
You have to go. That is our plan.
-No. No, no, no, no, that is your plan. -No, no, no, no.
I'm sorry. You have to take it back. You have to tell them you didn't do it.
I can't. It's too late. It's done.
No, it's not too late. There is always a way out.
I don't know. I'll tell them that you have chemo-brain or something.
That's a thing. People go nuts, you know, so they--
-Jen. No. -Don't-- Jesus Christ!
Do you not even care what happens to you?
You're fucking drowning, and I am the only one paddling here.
Stop! [shudders]
Stop fucking paddling and listen to me!
This is my life, and I can do with it what I want.
-No. Judy, no! -Yes!
Yes! Stop!
[sniffles] Jen.
I'm dying.
Okay, I know you don't wanna hear that,
but that is actually what is happening.
And this is a way out for both of us.
I can't lose you.
Okay? [sniffles]
I can't lose… [shudders]
…another person. I-- my kids can't.
I need you in this baby's life.
[sighs]
-I need you. -[sniffles]
I will be there.
-[sniffles] -No matter where I am.
-I will always be there, okay? -[sobbing]
[sniffles] Okay?
Three weeks. That's all I need. Just so she can do this clinical trial.
Are you crazy?
I-- I can't let her go. She just confessed to murder.
I'm not asking you to let her go.
I'm asking you to just wait a few weeks before you turn her in to the FBI.
Why would I do that?
Because she's already gotten a death sentence.
This treatment is the only chance she has.
Look, I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry, but the law is the law.
You know Judy.
And I think you have a pretty good idea of who Steve was.
She doesn't deserve to die like this.
You can even put one of those tracker thingies on her.
-Jen. -No, Nick.
She's my best friend.
I'm just asking for some more time.
I told you I don't wanna do the trial.
I heard you.
[sighs]
[Judy groans]
[exhales]
-Does that thing itch? -Yes! [groans]
-Do you need, like, salve or something? -I don't know. [exhales]
God, do you think I'm just gonna get a big rash under there?
[Jen chuckles] That's the least of your worries.
Mom?
Hiya, Judy Ann.
What are you doing here?
I, uh…
I wanted to give you a proper goodbye.
Before we send you off to Sonoma.
Listen, you can report me, get me fired, whatever.
I just-- I couldn't send Judy to go die in prison.
Uh-huh?
And it's just three weeks. I don't know.
If that makes me a bad cop… fine.
[sighs]
Well, if being a human being makes you a bad cop,
maybe they should rethink the whole thing.
My career is over if Moranis ever finds out.
He's not gonna find out.
[siren wailing]
-[Nick] Oh, shit. -[Perez] Yep.
-Oh, shit. -Yep.
[Perez] I was on my way over to tell him what I know, and this is how I found him.
Room is completely ransacked.
Do we have any idea who did it?
["Lovely Day" playing]
You really think we're gonna get away with this?
Well… [scoffs]
We're definitely getting away.
Oh, my house hat!
♪ When I wake up in the morning, love ♪
[squeals]
♪ And the sunlight hurts my eyes ♪
♪ And something without warning, love ♪
-♪ Bears heavy on my mind ♪ -[engine turns over]
♪ Then I look at you… ♪
I mean, you've been talking about going on vacation forever, right?
[scoffs] I have.
See? I listen.
♪ Just one look at you ♪
♪ And I know it's gonna be ♪
-♪ A lovely day ♪ -♪ Lovely day, lovely day ♪
♪ Lovely day, lovely day ♪
♪ Lovely day… ♪
[theme music playing]
[cat meows]