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- Mm-hm.

Uh, Salud?

Salud.

Thank you.

You okay?

I think I'm bleeding.

I cut myself.

I'm so sorry...

That's Ok, um, bathroom?

Yeah, down the hall.

It must've chipped in the move.

Towel...

Stay in here!

- Brian, there's somebody outside the door.

- What?

There's somebody

outside the door.

There's somebody outside the door...

Oh my god...

There's somebody

outside the door!

Oh Brian, no no...

Brian!

Brian, are you ok?

Tamara, call 911.

Where's Livy?

It's ok, baby.

It's all right.

I want my son back!

They took him.

They'll take yours.

What is he saying?

I don't know.

He's out of it.

Tamara, I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

You all should go.

We can stay if you want.

Let's go in.

Good night.

What just happened?

I don't know.

Ok guys, that's all

we need for tonight.

I may need to contact

you again, ok?

- Have a good night.

- Good night.

Lady bug, lady

bug, fly away home

Your house is on fire,

and your children are gone.

All except one,

and that's little Ann.

For she crept under...

the frying pan.

You two doing ok?

Y'know, las night

was scary, but,

that man's in jail now,

so let's not worry.

Thanks.

For jumping in.

Oh, well, you know, that's

what Alpha Males do.

Oh, well,

I'll make sure to thank

him when I see him.

Ok.

Alpha Males also work

on their muscle cars,

so I'm gonna...

I'll be in the garage.

This is boring.

It's nice spending time

with each other, right?

Yeah...?

Hey, Olive.

Can I go?

Sure.

What, are you stalking me?

Do you ever feel like you're not

quite living the life you planned on?

That it's all just slipping away,

and there's nothing you can do about it?

Nothing's new, and there's more

behind you than in front of you?

Nah, me either.

Hey.

Hey, "Our finest flowers are

often weeds transplanted."

This one though,

I don't know if you know, it's um,

it's nightshade.

Poisonous.

It can be deadly for

children, animals.

If you want to dig it up, I'd be happy

to take it over to my compost pile.

Oh, yeah, that'd

be great, thanks.

So-

How you holdin' up?

Well, I'm holding.

I brought you some wine.

Oh. Thank you.

So, I've got a confession.

Ok.

The man last night-

was my husband.

Or more recently, ex.

It's Marcus.

The boys' father.

We're, uh,

we're separated.

For obvious reasons.

I'm so sorry.

He thinks I tried to take the kids,

which maybe I did,

but it was only

to keep them safe.

He called today.

We're in the 'smoothing

out' part of the cycle.

Sorry that you had to

get in the middle of it.

I noticed some bruises

on Titus and Billy.

They're ok?

Kids are resilient like that.

It's good to have him gone.

But I'd rather have roses on my table

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