After a tragedy, you grieve.
That's what you do.
It doesn't make any sense.
Nothing about suicide makes sense.
- And then... - I don't know what you're doing later, but...
- I, um... - Sorry. I didn't realize
you were already part of a duo.
...life goes on.
You're not giving up on the restaurant.
That is your dream.
How are we gonna pay for it?
At least, you hope it does.
We're not out of the woods yet.
We need to continue the chemo so that surgery is an option.
But to truly heal...
I think we should get a divorce.
...we need answers, Jon.
You know somebody named Barbara Morgan?
Jon made her the fourth beneficiary.
We need the truth...
- Who lives here? - No idea.
...and I'm determined...
Oh, my God.
It's the view from the painting.
...to find it.
B. Morgan.
Barbara Morgan.
Hey. Can I help you?
Yeah, I sure hope so.
I'm looking for Barbara Morgan.
Uh, 237 Wickenden Street, Number 5.
That's the address I have for her.
Well, you're in the right place,
but I'm sorry, there's no one here by that name.
Yeah, I see the buzzer says "Nelson."
I just really need to find this woman.
Were you a friend of... Jon's?
How do you know Jon?
I don't, but a woman came by here, spoke to my husband.
Right.
Uh... was her name Ashley?
I think so.
She said that, um...
Do you have any idea why he killed himself?
Oh, God. I'm sorry.
- No, no, no, no, no. It's okay. - Sorry.
It's okay.
We don't.
I was hoping Barbara Morgan might have some answers.
Well, my husband and I have been living here
a couple years now.
Maybe she lived here before us.
Honey, is everything okay?
Yeah, it's fine.
Um, I-I really hope you find what you're looking for.
Yeah, me too.
Have a good day.
You too.
What did he want?
It's fine, Mitch. He's gone.
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The Red Ferns, ladies and gents.
And there's the grizzled front man, Eddie Saville.
Oh-ho! Wel... Welcome home, honey!
Uh, role-play stops right there.
All right, all your texts were either about Theo
or exaggerated crowd sizes.
And we get it. You know?
You didn't want to leave a paper trail, but now's the time.
Tell us about the women.
I want to hear about every sexual encounter
you had on or off that bus.
Sorry to disappoint you guys.
- Come on! - You did have sex?
Come on. You dabbled, though, right?
Y-You dibbled, though?
Okay, guys, that's enough!
What's been going on here?
I switched to dish, only to switch back to cable.
And, uh, how's Maggie doing?
Ah. She's bald, but she has cool, sexy, colored wigs.
She's one round of chemo away
from getting the surgery, so... pretty good.
- That's fantastic. - And get this.
This guy hired a private investigator.
I did not hire her. She works at my office.
He's like a dog with a bone.
No, he's like a dog without a bone
still trying to find his bone.
I would simply like to understand
why Jon left one-quarter of his life-insurance policy
to someone that we don't know.
What if we never know?
Oh, I'm gonna figure it out.
Just like I'm gonna figure out how you managed to go on
a sexless rock 'n' roll tour.
- Okay. - No, what is that?
- How you doing, man? - I'm chill, you know?
My wife is opening a restaurant tomorrow.
Thanks, bro.
Listen up, crew.
It's time to get serious, so this is your new bible.
Service standards, house cocktails,
et cetera, et cetera.
Let's review the menu, shall we?
Honey, did you make these?
Yes. Is there a problem?
You spelled "flambé" with an "R."
Uh, I-is that right?
It's French, Mom,
so it's either "flamber" with an "R" or "flambé."
Then I would need an accent aigu.
You can ask Delilah.
She spent 26 years of her life in France.
Okay.
The grilled scallops are prepared with celeriac
and spicy peanuts.
Which brings me to allergens.
Excuse me. Hi.
Uh, I told you, you needed to get the liquor license by today
or we have to take another gig.
No, we'll get it.
Yeah, and our Certificate of Occupancy, too.
You don't have your C of O, either?
Anton, bartenders are also paid by the hour.
You'll be fine. I promise.
Well, honey, it is all about the tips.
They're gonna be making much less
if they're just slinging seltzer.
Exactly.
Sorry, but this just isn't gonna work out.
Oh...
Thanks a lot, Mom.
- Uh-huh. - Take it up out of the saddle right here.
Ah! I'm up.
- Come on! Dig in! Push it! - Yeah!
You got it! Don't quit on me!
- This is your day... - I got to pause you.
That's my other lady.
Hey.
How's it going with your mom?
Say "soup spoon" if it's really bad.
What if I said "ladle"?
Ohh. I'll be right there.
All right, here's what I'm thinking.
I'm gonna come up with some signs
to help you recognize when women want to have sex with you.
Okay, if I do this that's the sign to steal home.
Yep. Think I got it.
Yeah?
Huh?
- Whoa! - Fine. I'll hold.
Wow.
I cannot believe this place.
Mm, right? Look at that one.
Always working.
And this one... Heh... gets more pregnant by the minute.
She promised me there aren't twins in there.
Okay, you're all caught up.
- Hey. - Hi.
You're back.
I am.
How was it? How was the tour?
It was good.
Well, um, this place just... It looks amazing.
Yeah, well, it's actually a train wreck right now,
and I got to try and get her a liquor license.
Excuse me.
Unh-unh-unh-unh! Maggie Bloom! No, no, no.
I will carry that.
What? No, it's not heavy.
It's just a bunch of hand soap and candles for the bathroom.
- Let me ask you something. - Hmm?
What's the longest you've ever gone without having sex?
Uh... junior year.
I thought I could pull off baby bangs. Why?
Because I'm starting to think that Eddie
has not had sex since Jon died.
That's an interesting way to mark things.
Hi! You look great.
So do you.
- Aw. It's a wig. - Yeah.
So, the point I was trying to make
is that now is exactly when you should be having sex.
Okay, I'm gonna let you... do that.
Ooh! Hello.
I am all about stalking, but who are we stalking?
It's the guy from... the gas station.
From our road trip.
The one who likes Simon and Garfunkel.
You tracked him down?!
No.
Yes.
He had a bar with a very memorable name,
which allowed me to track him down.
Mm-hmm.
Well.
Hey, he doesn't just own a bar.
Yeah, exactly.
It's Andrew Pollock of the Pollock Restaurant group.
And I thought maybe he could help us.
Oh, I definitely think he could help you.
Maybe even with the restaurant.
- Will you stop that? - Delilah, call him.
What do I say? "Hello. Hi. It's me.
Do you remember me from pump 6?"
That's it, because that's what happened.
That's your meet cute.
I mean, the only thing that scared him off was your ring,
and you could take that off this time.
No, but it's... professional.
I need two, and not just bartenders. I need mixologists.
Yep, I'll hold.
W-What is that music?
It's a playlist I made for the opening...
Fun '60s music.
You used to love this stuff.
It's my opening, not your oldies station.
You just can't make decisions like that without asking me.
Okay, but... sounds good.
Who are you e-mailing?
It's Neil. He's wishing us good luck.
You told him about the opening?
He's my brother. Of course I did.
Please tell me he's not coming.
No, he's not.
He's not well enough to travel.
He's in the hospital, actually.
The, uh... the silverware is spotty.
I'm gonna have them polish it.
That's on me.
I think that you can admit
that desperate times call for desperate measures.
And he... is desperately attractive.
No way. I can't do it.
- Hey! - Hi.
You know that's the universal sign for watching porn, right?
What's going on in here?
- Porn. - It was totally porn.
- Yeah. - Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Clear your history!
That's a rookie mistake.
- Yeah. - Hello.
Hi.
Ed and I are leaving.
Do you need anything? Do you want anything?
Need a ride? 'Cause your Uber driver is here.
You can call me "Guber."
Or "Gyft."
Okay, I'm fine. Thank you.
I can get my own ride. I can carry my own bags.
I really appreciate you taking the time to worry about me,
but it is too much.
You're worrying about everybody now.
It's Delilah, Eddie...
Between that and your positive attitude,
you're really starting to throw off
the whole ecosystem around here.
But still, that's a long time
for Eddie not to have sex, right?
We do not have enough scallops.
Dante, I need you to swing by the fish market.
Yes, Chef.
Do you have a second?
They need help out there with the t...
Is everything okay?
Honey?
Actually, no.
I just got an e-mail from Neil, too.
Why did you give him my address?
Because he's family, Regina.
He's just trying to be supportive.
Mm-hmm.
You should really go out there.
The waiters are arranging the tables all wrong.
You know, actually, they're doing it
exactly the way I asked them to.
Really? That's how you want the tables?
Mom, my bartenders just quit,
I don't have the paperwork to even open yet,
and everything's gone wrong.
Why is it I have waited my entire life
for you to take my side?
Just once take my side!
Gina. Hey.
What's going on?
What's wrong?
It... It doesn't... It doesn't matter.
I just...
I need to stay focused. I can't get distracted.
That's right, yeah.
Everything is going wrong, and we're opening tomorrow.
How are we going to do this?
Hey, I'm gonna go talk to somebody who can help us.
You just stay focused in the kitchen.
I got everything else covered, okay?
Okay.
We're gonna get through this together.
Yeah, damn right we are.
Why isn't Shelly doing this?
She's the one who thinks they're... spotty.
Y'all know my mother.
- You okay? - I'm fine.
Just not gonna get my second spin in. That's all.
You've been spinning a lot recently.
If that bike could move, I'd be in California by now.
How's it feel to still be in Boston?
The meds have been out of your system for a while now.
Yeah. But I'm fine.
There are rough days, but there were rough days
on the meds, too.
You used to say that it was like wearing a heavy coat
that you couldn't take off.
Days like that?
Try to understand this.
I want to be in control.
Not some pill.
Hi.
Hi. I-I don't know if you remember me.
Uh... wait a minute.
No.
No, I'm just kidding. Simon and Garfunkel, right?
Of course.
So, what brings you to my gin joint?
Well, actually, I could use some...
Some he... some... some advice, some professional advice.
Okay. Do you want to grab a table?
Sure. Yes.
Oh.
We'll, uh, have to make it a table for three.
Yeah.
Are you really a private investigator?
Like, are you allowed to tell people that?
I'm not in the CIA.
I'm sorry. You're Eddie Saville, right?
Oh.
I'm sorry. I'm a Red Ferns fan.
Oh, don't be sorry.
You guys are touring again.
- We just finished. - Col, this has a bow on it.
I actually just got back today.
I might've seen you in Hartford.
Yeah, I did see you. Yeah.
It was an awesome show.
- Awesome show. - Yeah.
You guys met in Hartford, huh?
Yeah.
Yeah, from afar.
So, anyway...
I have contacted every Barbara Morgan
I could find on the East Coast.
No luck.
Do you have any other leads for me?
No. Just the painting.
Well, I've reached out to art galleries, as well.
Haven't found anyone who's shown an artist named B. Morgan yet.
But if I find her, do I get a backstage pass?
Oh, I know a guy who can make that happen.
- Oh? - The tour's over.
I... don't know, friend.
The tour's never over.
- You okay? - Hmm?
He's got a sinus infection, is all.
Oh.
It's not contagious.
I have some connections that can help with the liquor license.
I don't only own this place. I have...
Four other restaurants.
- Yes, I know. - Yeah.
I may have put your name in a search engine.
How did you come to own this place?
Um...
my husband died, and he left it to us.
It was the last thing that he did.
I know it's probably become too important to me, but, uh...
The good ones usually do.
There's a lot riding on it.
You know, I lost my wife three years ago.
I'm... I'm sorry.
Me too.
You remind me of myself the day I opened my first place.
Scared and pregnant?
Determined.
Excuse me.
I don't want to bother you. I just need your final menu.
I want to get it to the printer.
Great.
Thank you, sweetheart.
What did he mean by "Glad it all worked out"?
What did who mean?
Neil.
"Glad it all worked out"... What did he mean by that?
I don't know.
I don't know what the big deal is.
He was thinking of you. Is that so bad?
Yeah. I don't want him thinking of me.
Just tell me what he meant by "worked out."
I guess he thought you were having money problems.
You guess?
He knew, yes. Okay?
I told him.
Don't be angry at him for trying to help.
How did he help, Mom?
How did he help?
The money for the restaurant came from him.
Oh, my God.
Honey, I don't have that kind of money.
And... And, look, in... in Neil's defense, it was just...
He wanted me to tell you that it was from him.
I-I just... I-I knew it would only upset you.
Get out of here.
Oh. Regina, you just need to calm down.
Get out!
I know you don't like your uncle.
I know the two of you haven't gotten along in the past,
but you have to admit, what he has done is very nice.
Neil's the one who's made
all of your dreams come true, Regina.
Oh, come on.
Regina, please.
Gina, hey. This is Andrew.
He's gonna help us get through this.
Gina.
There's nothing to help us through.
Every penny my mother gave us, we're giving back.
This restaurant will never open.
Not with me involved.
I don't understand what's going on.
What's she saying?
That the money for the restaurant
didn't come from her mom.
It came from Neil.
Who's Neil?
Her uncle.
I don't know him. He wasn't even at our wedding.
And now she won't...
she won't come out of there.
She needs you.
You do know these tables are too small, right?
Yes. Just put it on the list.
Guess I missed all the drama, huh?
Well, Maggie's over there now. Maybe that'll help.
I refuse to believe she doesn't want this restaurant to open.
Who's the happy fixer?
Oh. That, um... It's Andrew.
He's been very helpful.
He's got like five restaurants.
Oh, really?
And he just came over to help you out, huh?
I mean, he seems a little tall for a guardian angel.
You think he... he's really just here to help out?
I mean, come on.
- Hi. - Hi.
Nice to meet you. I'm Andrew Pollock.
Gary.
Mendez.
Okay, I got your liquor license.
Wow. Thank you.
Wow, indeed.
How much does a bribe cost these days?
Nice to meet you, Gary.
- Um, okay, I'll see you in the morning. - Okay.
- Bye. - Bye.
Thank you.
We're gonna have to exchange these.
You know what? I'll call my guy.
- Great. - See you tomorrow.
Yeah, he's got a tablecloth guy.
- What's your problem? - I don't have a problem.
But if I did, I bet you Andrew could fix it.
? Oh, Jeanie, say you'll be there when I come back ?
? Say nothing's changed ?
? I love you ?
? And that's a fact ?
Nice!
So... who was Jeanie?
I want all the liner notes.
I'd been on the road a lot,
and I was really missing...
...this burger place called Jean's.
I thought she was some long-lost love.
Well, you haven't had their cheese fries.
Well, I guess not.
So...
You okay?
Yeah.
Uh, no.
I'm sorry.
Look, um...
...the thing is, it's not that I don't want to.
But my life is just very confusing right now.
No.
I get it.
You don't have to be an investigator to know
that you are on the rebound.
Oh. I bet that's my office.
No. Get it. It's fine.
This can't be all for naught.
She's coming back, right?
'Course she is. Come on.
Look, all I, uh...
all I meant earlier was, you know, you should...
You should be careful, okay?
'Cause... y-you trust people too much.
I can take care of myself.
Let's lock up.
Dude.
Hey. I'm with Joanna.
- Hello, Joanna. - Hi.
Joanna just heard from a gallery
who showed an artist named B. Morgan.
You're kidding me.
Hey, Gina, I have Maggie with me.
You think we can come in?
I was supposed to go to this dance.
I wanted to.
Everyone else went.
I wasn't invited.
It kind of broke my heart.
Dances are really important to teenagers.
I wasn't a teenager.
I was only 12.
It felt like no one asked me
because I was the only black girl in my class.
I was in my room...
feeling sorry for myself.
He knocked on the door.
He'd found out about the dance.
He felt bad for me.
He said, "Don't worry about the boys at school.
I think you're beautiful."
And then...
I... took my shirt off.
He asked me to.
Gina.
Yeah, I know.
I know. I shouldn't have.
That's not what I meant.
But I needed to feel beautiful that night.
I needed to feel accepted.
I just wanted him to console me.
When he came closer, I didn't move away.
I let him touch me.
I've never told anyone that.
I'm just so ashamed.
Regina, you need to listen to me.
You were 12.
You didn't do anything.
And you did not let him do anything.
He did it to you.
No.
It's not like he raped me.
No, what he did was sexual assault.
So, the... the next day, I tried to tell my mother.
And...
...she, uh...
...all she said to me was...
..."You must have misunderstood him.
He was just trying to comfort you."
And all I thought was that she was right.
I was too flirty.
No. No.
Gina, you did not misunderstand anything.
No. What happened to you was not your fault.
Listen to her, Gina.
You were molested.
Oh, my God.
Gina, baby.
What can I do?
I didn't tell you because it was better
to pretend it never happened.
I didn't want it to be real.
I understand that.
I have to go see him.
Now.
Wait. You've... You've kept this in for so long.
Do you... Do you even know what you would say to him?
Wait until you're ready.
Ready? I...
I won't be ready until after I do it.
Do you remember what Jon told me?
What I keep telling myself...
"You can someday yourself out of a life."
This is not about the restaurant anymore.
I have to go.
He can't think that I took that money.
Okay. Okay.
Two conditions.
I'm driving...
and we're bringing backup.
You're really gonna go on a two-hour road trip
and not tell me where you're going?
You're headed to some obscure gallery. What's the difference?
I told you where I'm going.
I will be fine.
I just want you to take care of yourself.
That's all this is.
You got one more round of chemo before you get the surgery.
If I'm lucky.
Okay, that's it. That's...
See, this is the attitude that I don't care for.
But you know what?
Just to keep you thinking positive,
I have made a variety of artisan sandwiches for the road.
San...
Gary. I was serious.
In any ecosystem,
qualitatively different influences oppose each other.
What the heck are you talking about?
In biochemistry... Which I took...
One set of chemicals drives the system in one direction,
and another set drives it in the opposing direction.
Sugar is sweet,
but without insulin, it will kill you.
You were born to be insulin, Gary... the negative feedback.
Please don't get too sticky. We need you on that wall.
The food's in the bag.
I made too many sandwiches.
Mm-hmm.
Now, go steal some candy from a baby.
It'll make me feel better.
I can't talk. I can't.
How much longer till we get there?
Like an hour.
Do you know what you want to say?
I'll know when I get there.
Maybe you should practice.
No.
Well, he's right.
You should probably figure out
what you want to get out of this.
I want him to acknowledge what happened,
say he's sorry.
Yeah, he might not do that.
Fine. He can say what he wants.
But I'm telling him I know what happened.
I'm looking him straight in the eyes
and telling him I know what he did.
Thank you.
Andrew.
One brand-new liquor license.
Thank you.
I took the liberty of putting it under glass.
Wow.
- Let's hang it. - Let's.
Oh, and I got you two bartenders.
- You did?! - Yeah.
Thank... Thank you.
Have you heard from Regina yet?
No, not yet. I keep calling.
It's still early, though. She'll... She'll be here.
No, sir, I'm sorry. I can't give you that information.
You need to speak to the attending on service...
Dr. Anthony.
Okay, we... We don't need a doctor.
We just need this guy's room number. That's it.
I understand that, sir.
Um... I don't know exactly where he is,
- but I will try and page him for you. - Okay, let's page him.
No, wait, wait, wait. Uh, don't page him. Just...
And, please, kindly look me in my eye while I'm talking to you.
Um, why is it that Dr. Anthony can talk to me and you cannot?
Uh, I'm just...
Take me... Take me through your entire day. Let's do that.
How about... How about, say, like,
the beginning of your day starts here?
- Sir, I'm... - Like, in this area. This is the beginning.
Over this way, right?
So let's... let's start here. Just walk me through that.
Sir, I'm sorry. There are rules at a hospital.
I believe in rules. I believe in rules.
I'm a big fan of rules, okay?
Built my house with all rulers.
Did not use one tape measure.
He's in room 306.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Neil Bishop.
Are you Shelly?
No, I'm her daughter.
Why?
Your uncle died a few hours ago.
I'm sorry you didn't get to say goodbye.
They look happy.
They won't diagnose it for six months,
but trust me... They all have Lyme disease.
I'm trying to steal candy from a baby.
It's a homework assignment.
Mm.
I found something, gentlemen.
We had one left.
It was mislabeled, or otherwise it probably would've sold.
Her last piece sold a few years ago, before I was here.
But it is funny...
All of her work was purchased by the same person.
Let me guess... Jon Dixon.
You know him?
We sure do.
Where'd you send the money, if you don't mind my asking?
237 Wickenden Street. Number 5.
I was there. She moved.
I feel worse.
I feel cheated.
Like he did it to me twice.
Oh, my God.
She's here.
I want to... go out the back way.
Aw, come on. Wait, babe.
No, no. I told her.
I was 12 years old.
What the hell did I have to tell her to get her to believe me?
I avoided that man my entire life,
and she pretended like... Like it never happened.
And what, am I supposed to tell her all over again?
As if she'd hear me?
Gina, I want to say something,
and this could be totally off base,
and this does not excuse anything,
but there could be a reason
why she wasn't able to be there for you.
It's unlikely that your uncle only molested you.
I mean, if he did this to his niece,
there's a good chance he was doing it to other girls.
And maybe even his little sister.
And if that's the case, you know,
accepting your truth
would have made her have to face her own.
You came here to talk to him.
He doesn't matter anymore.
You two cannot continue on like this.
Gina, you have come this far.
I don't know why you're here, but I have to get inside.
- No, Mom. Mom. - What?
What did he do to you?
What are you talking about? Neil didn't do anything to me.
Mom.
I called Dr. Heller.
I need to take off the coat.
I'm getting back on the antidepressants.
I'm proud of you.
I'm proud of her.
That's crazy. Thanks a lot, Captain. Thanks for coming down.
I'll be in touch.
Hey.
I didn't see you there.
That's 'cause I snuck up on you.
I just finalized the Certificate of Occupancy.
- No kidding! - Yep.
That's the hat trick, isn't it?
The liquor license, C of O, bartenders.
What's next? A good review from The Boston Globe?
Let's hope.
Let me ask you something.
You're a handsome, successful dude.
Don't you have a life?
Why are you so interested in a pregnant widow?
Isn't it possible I just want to help her out?
It's possible.
Unlikely.
You don't really like me, do you?
I don't like anything that's too good to be true.
All right, this is her recipe book with all her notes.
Hopefully, that will keep you going.
She better get here soon.
You can't open a restaurant without a chef. It's a thing.
Hey!
Hey. I'm coming home.
Thank God.
Tell the kitchen I'm coming.
Okay.
She is on her way.
It's all in the details, right?
Yeah. It's nice to finally have time for them.
Good luck tonight.
Try to take a moment to experience it.
You're gonna want to remember it for the rest of your life.
You're not coming?
No, no. This is your opening, not mine.
I'll call you, okay?
Okay.
Thank you for everything.
Oh, uh...
your friend Gary... Is he okay?
Yeah. Why?
Hey... What are you doing?
Don't worry. I'm not stealing booze.
I'm just looking for the CÃ®roc.
Why are you terrorizing Andrew?
All he's trying to do is help me.
You serious? You came back here to tell me that?
I'm just trying to understand what the problem is.
There's no problem, D. What? Did Andrew say there's a problem?
I'm just...
I'm just trying to keep everybody safe.
No, no, you're trying to control everyone.
Okay. Maybe I am.
- Well, why? - I don't know... why.
I cannot lose her.
I know.
Hey.
Come here.
And are you ready for a '60s block?
- 103.3 Boston. - Change it.
Regina doesn't like this music.
Uh, I like your music just fine, Mom.
An oldie but a goodie... Petula Clark's "Downtown."
? When you're alone and life is making you lonely ?
? You can always go ?
- ? Downtown ? - ? Downtown ?
? When you've got worries ?
? All the noise and the hurry seems to help, I know ?
? Downtown ?
? Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city ?
? Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty ?
? How can you lose? ?
? The lights are much brighter there ?
? You can forget all your troubles ?
? Forget all your cares ?
? So go downtown ?
? Everything's waiting for you ?
Right behind you.
Beautiful!
Okay.
Wait! Garnish!
All right, position 2, table 8.
- Yes, Chef. - Wait!
All right, how far out are my scallops?
One minute.
I can't believe I'm a waiter.
How come he gets to be a waiter?!
- Go to table 10. - Yes, Chef.
Baby, it is crazy out there.
It is a madhouse. But in a... in a good way.
People are freaking out, it's so good.
Someone slipped me a $20 to be seated at the bar.
Okay? I'm in the wrong business.
Walk-in... table 4. Four covers.
I need two burratas and two cauliflowers.
- Yes, Chef. - Yes, Chef.
How the mighty have fallen!
You are in a sad episode of "Behind the Music," my friend.
Here you go... Table 21.
- Thank you. - Thanks.
Look at what you did!
I know. Hard to believe.
D.
You took your ring off.
I did.
You didn't do that for Andrew, did you?
No.
I did it for myself.
Last one, Chef.
- All right, 86 oysters. - Got it, Chef.
Do you know what is happening out there right now?
Uh... people are eating food, I hope.
No, they are salivating over the food.
They are savoring every bite.
Oh, stop it.
No! You have to see. Come on.
I'm a little busy right now.
I got this. Go take a peek.
- Huh? Oh. - Go.
- Yeah, come on. - Go, go.
Okay, okay, okay, okay!
Wow.
- Go out there! - No, I can't.
Go out!
There's our chef.
That was quite a night.
Yeah.
I'm giving away the money... All of it.
To a woman's shelter.
But... what are you gonna do?
Delilah met someone who might want to invest, so...
Regina...
Mom, it's...
it's okay.
There's still stuff you and I have to work out.
I know.
We'll get there.
Do you remember the night your dad left?
You took my hand and told me everything was gonna be okay.
You were 8.
And even then, you were braver than me.
I thought I could never be more proud of you than I was that day,
but, honey, right now, I am.
By the way, I know you didn't eat.
Well, I was a little too nervous.
Come on. I'll make you your favorite.
- Really? - Scallops.
- Split 'em with me? - Yes.
What can I do?
But I realize, as I'm doing this, that I...
There... there's probably nothing I can say
that can make this make sense.
Uh...
Except just...
...I'm sorry, Barbara.
Mom!
I'm coming.
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