Insatiable (2018–2019): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript

♪ I used to love him ♪

♪ But I had to kill him ♪

♪ I had to put him ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Six feet under ♪

♪ And I can still hear him complain ♪

What the fuck?

This has been the worst day ever!

I should have killed myself!

I mean, like,
what else could possibly go wrong?

Well...



I may have...

also...

sorta...

killed Stella Rose.

- Seriously?
- You don't understand.

She had me handcuffed to the Weenmobile.

I had to escape using fudgey wiener cream.

Stella Rose was trying to asphyxiate me

and play it off as a suicide
and blame it on you.

So I did what I had to do.

I ran her over.

Twice.

And then I got the hell out of there.

Bob, say something.



Okay, we are gonna get through this.
We've just gotta stay calm.

I killed two people, Bob. Two.

Yeah, two crazy people.

Christian was trying to turn you
into a murderer,

and Stella Rose was trying to kill you.

Maybe I should just turn myself in.

No!

You said it yourself, it was self-defense.

Yeah, but a jury might not see it
that way.

So I'm fucked.
I'm totally, totally fucked.

You are not fucked

because I am going to help you.

Why?

I deserve to be punished.
I did horrible things.

But you also saved my life twice.

Maybe...

all of this was meant to be.

You think...

that me trying to kidnap Roxy...

Hola!

...but getting kidnapped first...

...and killing Stella Rose...

and then killing Christian...

That was all fate?

Well, no. Uh...

I was thinking that you were supposed
to stop me from killing myself,

and then it was my turn to help you,

but what if two dead bodies are
the best thing that ever happened to us?

What if we can blame their deaths
on each other?

We can take Christian's body,
go back to Stella Rose.

We can stage a crime scene.

Okay.

Yeah, okay. So all we would need
to do is get Stella Rose's fingerprints

on that crowbar
without leaving any hair or fibers behind.

Nonnie made me watch
all eight seasons of Dexter.

Hmm.

That explains so much. Okay, so...

what would Dexter Morgan do?

What the hell?

Huh?

I left her right here.

What?

Stella Rose... I left her right here.

Are you sure?

I think so. Yes!

Yeah. See? That's the hose.

That's the one Stella Rose tried
to asphyxiate me with.

Are you fucking kidding me?

- Is she still alive? Where did she go?
- I thought you said to stay calm.

Yeah, that was before
when I thought she was dead!

It was bad enough when I thought
you killed her. This is way worse.

She could still be coming after you.

We have to find her.

You got something in your caboodle
that can track crazy?

No, we start by calling all the hospitals
and morgues,

see if somebody showed up.

Shouldn't we get rid
of Christian's body first?

We'll take it with us.

We will go back to my car.
We will find a place to ditch the body.

What about the murder weapon
and Christian's car?

Stop asking me questions!

We will deal with all of that later.

Come on!

A little help.

Okay, I've called all of the hospitals
and morgues within 25 miles.

No one has anyone fitting
Stella Rose's description.

Shit!

Now what?

How should I know?
I'm a lawyer, not a killer.

Hmm.

No offense, sorry.

Maybe she wasn't as injured
as I thought that she was, and...

Could she have just... gone home?

Maybe.

I mean, she lives a couple hours outside
of town. We could go check.

Wait. Stop! Over there!

- You see something?
- Yeah!

Yeah.

I'm starving.

I had never eaten like this
in front of anyone except for Nonnie,

but these were extreme circumstances.

Patty, slow down.
You're gonna make yourself sick.

Better sick than what I was feeling.

Just let me eat these burgers,
then we can bury the effin' body, okay?

Honest, like, what does it even matter
what I eat anyway?

I thought once I lost weight,
my life would be amazing.

Joke's on me.
Now I'm thin, and I'm a killer.

You're not a killer.

You are a girl
who was holding onto a lot of rage.

But now that it is out, you can let it go.

You can move on, have a fresh start.

You really think that's possible?

It is if we could just

get through tonight.

If you don't got cash, that's cool.

- Oh!
- I take Venmo!

- Crap! Get down. It's Regina.
- Digital currency is the future.

What? Bob, what are you doing?

- Nobody can see us together.
- Don't drive away!

Dick!

Oh, I know that car.
I know that Bob Armstrong car,

looking all leased and fancy. I see you.

- Oh, my God. Christian's body!
- I see you, Bob Armstrong!

What...

- in the hell, Regina?!
- Oh!

What in the hell yourself.

I have been hustling all over town

trying to find investors
for your wife's Tampazzle idea.

- Do you know what I found out?
- Don't know. Don't care.

She stole my business plan!

Hmm. Super not my problem.

Oh, no. Nothing ever is.

Like me losing my house,
or Dixie running away.

Karma is a bitch.

That's my good tit!

Ugh!

Damn it! Damn you!

Fine! Fine! Thank you!

I am living my best life.

Thank you, bottom.
There's only going up from here!

I'm sorry.

I didn't know you wanted our three-way
to end up in a throuple,

and I'm sorry I hurt your feelings...

and I'm sorry I ruined your marriage.

It's okay. It's okay. Stop apologizing.

If I was mad at you,
I wouldn't have stayed.

And I'm sorry for making you feel
like a whore.

Wait, who said I felt like a whore?

Didn't you?

Shit, did I just make this worse?

No, it's okay.

Thanks for sharing my breakup with me.

Bob Breakup Barnard.

- Oh!
- Shit!

Sorry about that.

You did that on purpose.

Now, why would I do that on purpose?

Oh, that just never really does get old.

I could stay.

Mmm! I'm gay.

It's okay. It's okay. I don't mind.

What? What? What?

No, I just... I meant I can't do this.

Wait, we just had sex last night.
Were you not gay then?

No, that was different. Bob was there.

No, no, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

You are beautiful and sexy

and amazing.

But...

But I'm a man who needs rules.

And now that I'm an out gay man,
there's certain things I can't do,

like wear pleated pants,

and listen to the Eagles,

and have sex with women.

Okay. Really? Well,
you seemed pretty into these last night.

- Well, yeah, who wouldn't be?
- A homosexual.

- Maybe you're bi!
- No!

No.

Okay, I'm gonna go. I'm gonna get an Uber.

- Wait, don't. Coralee, don't.
- It's okay.

Please, no. I really, really
don't want to be alone tonight.

Please stay.

As friends.

Well, I have always wanted a gay bestie.

No, I know, sweetheart. You married yours.

Don't be a bitch, Bob.

Are we going the right way?

I don't know.

My GPS isn't working,
and Regina's got me all rattled.

You really don't think she saw anything
back there in the trunk?

For the millionth time, I don't know.
You were there.

I don't think she saw anything.

If she saw something,
she would say something.

Fuck Stella Rose.
We need to get rid of this body now.

No!

Christian is dead.

Stella Rose might still be alive,
which makes her the bigger threat.

We gotta stick to the plan.

Which is what?

- Huh?
- The plan, when we find Stella Rose.

Are we gonna have to finish the job?

Finish the job...
You mean, like, kill her?

I'm just saying.

No.

It was your idea
to go look for Stella Rose.

Why would we be looking
for someone who's trying to kill me?

Shit, I am so bad at this.

Pig.

- Okay, there is no need for name calling.
- No. Pig, pig, pig, pig!

You all right?

Oh, shit. The trunk.

♪ Run, run, run, run, run, r-r-run
Till you're done, done, done, done ♪

♪ Run, run, run, run, run, r-r-run
Till you're done, done, done, done... ♪

Oh. Oh.

Well, on the plus side,

they will...

eat everything.

Bones and all.

Great.

Can we leave now?

We'll go.

Oh...

We gotta...

wait for them to finish, just to be sure.

In the car. Let's wait in the car.

♪ Break! And you're back for more ♪

Mama, I don't know where you are
or why you haven't called me back,

but regionals are tomorrow.

I need to know if you've dropped the bomb
on Bob Armstrong yet

so I know how to play things with Dad Bob.

He still thinks he coaching me,
and I don't...

I'm not coaching you?

What?

You just said,
"He still thinks he's coaching me."

Who are you talking to?

Stella Rose.

- I thought you weren't speaking to her.
- I... I wasn't.

Are you just using me to help her get back
at Bob Armstrong?

So what if I was?

I opened up my home to you.

Don't you dare try and make me
the bad guy.

You never really wanted a relationship
with me anyway.

Yes, I did.

Then why didn't you try to find me
before the truth came out?

Well, you're right.

And I am sorry.

Don't be.

I didn't need you before,
and I don't need you now,

as a coach or a father.

Just forget I ever even existed.

Hey. Roxy...

I fell asleep on the couch.

I heard arguing.

Magnolia?

Roxy.

I'm a horrible father.

Wait, did Magnolia ever come home
last night?

Magnolia isn't picking up her phone.

- I'm calling the police.
- Calm down. What time was her curfew?

- Midnight.
- Okay, it's only been a couple hours.

Maybe she's just letting off some steam.

You said you got into a fight yesterday.
What was it about?

She wanted to get back into pageants.

I told her no, to try to keep her sober,

and maybe I accidentally pushed her
off the wagon.

No, don't do that to yourself.

If she's using again,
she would have reached out to her dealer,

Christian Keene.

Let me see if I can find his number.

Watching those pigs should have
made me feel sick,

but instead, I felt hungry.

All I knew was when my mouth
wasn't chewing, my mind started spinning,

and I couldn't think
about all the things I had done.

Do you have any emergency snacks in here?

No, there's nothing in there.

You said you tried to kill yourself.

Twice.

Why?

The first time was
when Regina accused me.

Coaching is my calling, and when I stopped
being able to do that, I just...

It seemed like
my life was over anyway, so...

But then...

you called, and you gave me hope.

So then,

the second time?

Don't. It's...

more complicated. It's grown-up stuff.

Oh, it's grown-up stuff.

Getting rid of a body is a Disney show.

I had a threesome with Bob and Coralee.

Oh.

Yeah.

Didn't work out.

Like, physically or...

Emotionally.

I wanted...

the three of us to make a life together,
but they...

wanted me to choose one...

or the other, and...

I-I just...

I just couldn't.

Huh.

What?

Nothing.

Patty...

Tell me.

I just figured you would choose Bob.

Why?

Because...

he saw the thing in you
that you couldn't see for yourself.

That's what you did for me.

I need you, no matter what happens.

Please stay alive.

Please.

It's not mine.

Not mine either.

Christian's!

Why would Magnolia be calling
the guy who tried to kill her?

- Wouldn't she just call the police?
- Oh, God. If she does that, we're screwed.

Not necessarily.

Technically, Magnolia didn't see
anything incriminating.

She just saw me hit him once,
and then she ran.

Unless she saw more.

All right. All right. I'll go to Barnard's
and suss out what Magnolia told him.

In the meantime, you get yourself
to regionals choreography.

Now you care about regionals?

If you don't show up,
it will look suspicious.

What about Christian's car?
We left it in the woods.

The sun is coming up soon.
We can't risk being seen driving it.

We'll have to wait
until it gets dark again, after regionals.

- Now, get rid of that.
- Wait.

I could send texts from it as Christian.

I mean, he's run away before.

He could have done it again. And that way,
his parents won't be looking for him.

That is smart, and I don't like it.

Covering up a crime
is not an approved pageant activity.

Oh, I'm sorry. Is that not
what we've been doing here all night?

Give me a heads up,
let me know where the line is.

All right. All right.

I'm not sure I can eat this.

I don't really do sugar.

It's fine. Troy just needs us
to help him come up with a name

for their new breakfast menu.

A waffle taco.

Or a sausage waffle.
Or a sausage taco.

Ew.

So,

the Weenmobile is back.

Patty left an apology note,
but she ate all the fudgy wieners,

and it's a complete mess.

I think she has a problem.

I'd say she has a few.

Dee!

I'm just saying.

Wasn't life easier during
the 20 minutes you guys weren't friends?

It's always so much drama.

Dude, maybe get to know her 'cause she's
sorta the most amazing girl I've ever met.

Okay, does everyone have a crush on Patty?

Who else has a crush on her?

Do you still have a crush on her?

Oh. Somebody's jealous.

Why would Nonnie be jealous?

Because she's in love with Patty.

Was in love with Patty. Past tense.

Okay, wait. Nonnie, you're gay?

Dee and I are a couple.

Oh.

Let's talk about you and Patty.

Do you want to get back together
with her or no?

Yeah.

Just don't know if she's still into me.

You just have to do
a grand, romantic gesture.

You know, like in the movies

when someone does something
really romantic to win back their person?

Yes. I love that. Okay, this is great.
Um...

You got any ideas?

I may have just the thing.

Helping Patty was a catastrophe,

but covering up a murder still felt easier
than thinking about Bob and Coralee.

As soon as I returned
to the scene of this crime,

all the feelings came flooding back.

Bob?

- What the hell are you doing?
- I just... I came to pick up my stuff.

Well,

you should've called.

I'm so sorry.

For everything. For...

putting you in a bad position,

- for taking you for granted.
- Bob, it's not a good time.

You saw something in me
that I couldn't see myself,

and I was just scared
of leaving my old life behind,

but now I'm even more scared
of losing you.

Good to know.

Coralee, what are you doing here?

It doesn't matter.

I'm leaving.

You'll be hearing from my attorney.

Coralee, don't. Please.

Why?

So you can have the option
of falling back on your second choice?

No, that's not what I said.
That's not what I meant.

No.

No, thank you.

He's all yours.

You can have him.

- You should go.
- No. Can we just talk?

- Please.
- Bob, I can't do this right now.

Magnolia's missing.

Wait. What?
Well, have you called Etta Mae?

She hasn't heard from her, either.
We just filed a missing person's report.

Well, do you want me
to help you look for her?

What I want you to do is leave.

I could have let Patty know
that Magnolia had gone missing,

but she needed to focus on regionals,

and I needed to do something to deal
with my roller coaster of emotions.

Patty had food,
and I was gonna try and break a sweat.

I would have done anything
to make this pain go away,

including becoming a giant cliché.

♪ Feeling your eyes don't miss a beat ♪

♪ I don't wanna wait for the sun
Come on ♪

♪ I don't wanna talk
I already know you're my number one ♪

♪ Can't take you off my brain
It's like ooh-na-na, baby, ooh, na-na! ♪

♪ You make me go insane ♪

♪ I'm gonna back it up ♪

♪ Can't take you off my brain ♪

♪ Bring the body out... ♪

Here...

It's Drew Barrymore's book.

I got it signed for Patty last night.

Tell her it's from you.

Nonnie, I can't.
This is very thoughtful of you.

Exactly, which is why
when you give it to Patty,

she'll think you're
the most thoughtful guy in the world.

Seriously, take it.

My mom has called, like,

five times since this morning,

and I'm sure she wants to process
what we saw last night.

I still don't think it was a three-way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold up!

Brick, your mom had a three-way?

Two girls?

Two guys?

Three girls?

Two guys.

Bummer.

She says Magnolia is missing.

- Who's Magnolia?
- My ex.

Black Regina George?
From Miss Magic Jesus?

- The girl Patty stole you from?
- She didn't steal me.

Didn't Patty say she was hanging out
with her last night?

- Maybe she knows where she is.
- Isn't she at regionals?

Well, text her,
see if she gets back to you.

It was a complicated question,

and I didn't really have time
to construct an appropriate answer.

Oh. Pastries!

Patty?

How'd you get out?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Where's my mom?

You haven't heard from her?

- No. Why?
- I don't know.

I just thought she would
call you after she tried to kill me.

- She tried to kill you?
- Like you didn't know.

No!

Did you go to the police?

I can't because Stella Rose has
that video of me trying to kidnap you.

Or you're lying,
just to throw me off my pageant game.

I'm gonna text her right now.

You do that.

The later you are, the better I'll look.

And out with the arm.

Step, step, look to the right.
Left arm up. Look.

You...

Queens arrive on time, you dig?

Take it again from the top
for Her Tardiness.

I'm happy to show her the steps

so we don't slow everyone down.

Thanks, Heather Christina Pamela Kendall.
That'd be very generous.

Well, a queen always helps
another queen fix her crown.

Looked like Roxy wouldn't be
my only problem.

Sorry, Heather Christina Pamela Kendall?

That's your actual name?

Heather Christina Pamela Kendall
Jackson Johnson.

And you better remember it 'cause
I'm gonna be the next Miss American Lady.

Now try and keep up, bitch.

A one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

I hoped a steamy steam
room encounter would make me feel better,

but I felt even worse.

And once again,
I was in my car all alone.

There was just one thing left to do.

Wardrobe, accessories, shoes,

plus...

I typed up some mock interview questions.

Had to make up
for not coaching you for regionals.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Hmm. What are you eating?

Oh, nothing.

Um,

I got a welcome basket of pastries.
They gave all of the girls one.

They were all different kinds,
so I had to try them all.

- Everything okay?
- Uh, I don't know.

I didn't remember,
but I had been emotionally distressed.

Hey, superstar.

You came!

You all came!

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'm good.

Brick brought you something for good luck.

Here, this is from me.

- Oh.
- He got it signed for you

at the book signing.

I-I-I don't know what to say.

This is the most thoughtful gift
anyone has ever given me.

Thank you. It's perfect.

Can I take you out after the pageant,

- like on a real date?
- I would like that a lot.

I wouldn't.
The last guy she dated, she killed.

- Hey, did you get my text about Magnolia?
- I should have told her.

Yeah. No, I was rehearsing.

She's been missing since last night.

What?

Missing?

What happened?
You were supposed to meet up with her.

Yeah, but no, she...
I mean, she never showed up.

And then I messaged her. I never heard
from her all night at all. That's...

weird... I'm sorry.

Oh! Okay.

Patty needs to focus, so we will see
you guys after the show, okay?

Got it. Break a leg.

But don't really. That would suck.

Bye.

Nope. Still good.

- We're out.
- Okay, and we're going.

Why would you say that?
That Magnolia never showed?

Because now that she's missing,
everything is different.

- You should have told me.
- No, you should have stuck to the plan.

Now, when she does come back
and she says that you two did meet,

they'll know you're a liar.

They'll get suspicious of us,
and then we'll both go down

- for covering up her murder.
- I'm sorry! Brick makes me nervous.

Also, shouldn't you be happy
that I'm not good at this?

Not happy. Panicked!

If this is going to work, you and I
have to keep our stories straight.

Have you seen Roxy?
Has she talked to Stella Rose?

Not as far as I can tell.

- Two minutes till open number.
- Thank you.

Okay, so I will sneak back in here
when you guys are on stage,

and I'll try to find Roxy's cell phone
to see if they've been in contact.

Okay.

My blood sugar's low.

It is not after eating that entire basket.
It is not.

The basket was already half empty
when I got here.

Patty, don't lie to me.

You're monitoring my calorie intake?
Today? Really?

Today, we need to focus on something
positive, like winning that pageant.

Positive, like the pageant.

Are you kidding?

I killed someone.

The crown is your future.

You go out there, you look pretty,
and you win.

Lord knows we could both use a victory.

Welcome to this year's
Miss Northeastern Georgia Dreams Pageant.

And now, please welcome
our regional contestants.

♪ I believe... ♪

On the outside, I did as Bob suggested.

But on the inside, I was obsessing.

Not about the pageant or the competition,

not even about Stella Rose or Christian.

All I could think about
were those pastries.

When I was eating,
all the bad things I'd done went away.

♪ I'm a dreamer ♪

♪ A dreamer ♪

♪ Dreamer... ♪

I couldn't wait to get back
to the dressing room

so I could have some time to myself.

What are you doing here?

- I have to change.
- I found Roxy's phone.

She texted Stella Rose.
She said, "Patty's here.

- Call me back or I'll call the police."
- And did Stella Rose respond?

No, but there was a read receipt.

So Stella Rose is still alive.

Or someone is using her phone.

- No, no.
- What are you doing?

Eating never solved anybody's problems.

Oh, really? Because those pigs eating
Christian sure solved that problem.

Okay. All right. I get it.
You're stressed.

No shit! It's been a terrible day.
I just want a treat. It's just food!

It's not like I'm killing anyone.

You are hurting yourself.

This is just what girls do, okay?
You see it all the time in TV and movies.

They're upset, then they eat,
and then they're better.

But that is not real life.

Look...

When I shot up six inches
in high school, got skinny, hmm?

I decided to make a change,
so I started to control my portions.

I started to exercise, you know,
eat better. That kind of thing.

I thought you said overeating was
a slippery slope for you.

It is, which is why I stopped doing it.

You just stopped?

- That's it?
- Yes.

And...

so can you.

It's easy.

I mean, you just put that note
on your refrigerator.

You snap that rubber band on your wrist.

Great, 'cause those things work.

Are you saying you can't stop?

No, I can stop.
I've stopped a bunch of times.

It's just... You know how it is.

You want to eat something that you know
you shouldn't, so you don't.

Then all you can think about
is that thing, and it's so loud.

So you break down and you eat it,
and then you just eat everything else

until you hate yourself enough
to finally stop.

Everyone goes through that.

I don't think everyone does.

Listen,

Patty, have you talked to anyone
about this? I mean, besides me?

You kidding?
I've been on diets since I was eight.

I mean like a therapist?

What does a therapist have to do
with my weight?

This isn't about your weight, Patty.

Maybe it never was.

Five minutes.

It doesn't matter, okay?
I can stop anytime I want.

There it is.

See?

I'm fine.

Now go, please. I need to change.

I'm starting to get desperate.

Maybe we should go back to your place,

in case Magnolia comes home.

Sitting around is just gonna make me
even more crazy.

Thank you.

Thank you for helping me through today.

With Etta Mae gone so much,

most of the time,
I feel like a single parent.

Well, no one should have
to go through this alone.

What about you?

Me? I'm fine.

I mean, Brick is safe and sound, and...

I mean about Bob.

Let's talk about you.
We don't have to talk about me.

But I want to.

I can't.

I'm afraid I'll just start crying.

Hey, guys.

Need anything else?

Not unless you've seen or heard
from Magnolia.

My guess is she's
at the regionals pageant.

- Everyone's there.
- Why didn't we think of that?

Okay, I'll drive.

No worries. I'll just clean this right up.

I was always brought up believing that
the higher the hair, the closer to God.

But when I woke up
with a giant chunk of hair missing,

I felt like I'd lost my connection
to the heavenly father,

which is why I decided to raise money for
the National Alopecia Areata Foundation.

I had tried it before,

pouring water or cayenne pepper or soap
over my food.

It hadn't ever worked.

And this time was no different.

I hardly even tasted any of it.

I just felt disgusting.

And now all I could taste was my shame.

Now please welcome to the stage...

Miss Bareback Buckaroo, Roxy Graham.

Roxy, please tell us about your decision

to become an ambassador
for the Center for Anal Cancer Awareness.

Why are you...

the face...

of CACA?

Everyone thinks anal cancer

is just a joke,

so they either...

make fun of it or ignore it.

But most importantly,

my mom had anal cancer.

She was lying.

Stella Rose didn't have cancer.

So I felt like this was the best way
to honor her memory.

Please welcome to the stage...

Miss Magic Jesus,

Patty Bladell.

Patty,

I see your platform is focused
on eating disorder awareness.

How do you view your own relationship
to food and body?

I wanted to tell them the truth,

that my relationship with food
was messed up.

That I hated myself now more than ever.

That I wanted to eat right there
on that stage.

Patty.

But if Roxy could bullshit
the judges, maybe I could, too.

Maybe I couldn't just stop eating
like Bob had,

but I could pretend we were the same
for the sake of my future.

Well,

I struggled with food
and body my whole life.

But then I...

started to treat myself better,

and I want every young girl out there
to know that they can, too.

They can just decide to change

and get better and have an amazing life,

like me.

Thank you.

Let's give a round of applause
for our second runner-up...

Hey, excuse me. Have you seen this girl?

Shh! They're about to announce the winner.

It was down to just me and Roxy.

Both of us felons,

but only one would be queen.

And now for the moment
that you've all been waiting for.

It is with great pleasure
that I announce our first runner-up.

Miss Magic Jesus,

Patty Bladell.

Which means that the winner

of this year's
Miss Northeastern Georgia Dreams Pageant

goes to Miss Bareback Buckaroo,
Roxy Graham!

You are going to stay to compete
in this year's Miss Georgia American Lady.

♪ On top of the world tonight... ♪

Bob had told me
the crown was my future.

It was my only chance to move on.

But now I had no hope.

And there weren't enough pastries
in the world

to make me forget how I felt about myself.

And how I felt was sick.

♪ On top of the world tonight ♪

Hey, have you guys seen Patty?

- Think she's okay?
- She's fine. She's been through worse.

Exactly why I was concerned.

Without the crown,

I was scared that Patty would go
entirely off the rails.

I'm gonna go see if I can find Patty
in her dressing room.

Have you seen... Anyone? No?

- Okay.
- Thank you.

I can't believe Roxy won.

You know what?
Maybe you should congratulate her.

Apologize. Clear the air.

Well, as soon as we find Magnolia.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Do you have any gum or mints?

I have a bad taste.

Hey, it's okay.

I mean, you might be first runner-up,
but you were always my number one.

Patty, are you okay?

Patty, I was looking all over for you.

What happened?

Brick, can we have a moment
just, you know,

- coach and client?
- Yeah.

Sure.

Let me know when you're done.
I still want to take you out.

Yeah.

Honey, what took you so long?

Nothing.

Patty, don't lie to me.

I was throwing up.

Throwing up? Are you sick?

From the pastries.

Did you eat them out of the trash?

Oh!

I miss my mom.

I know.

I know, but I'm here. It's gonna be okay.

No.

No, nothing can help me.

Nothing can change who I am
and what I've done.

Like you said, the crown was my future,
and I lost. I lost it.

That's why I have nothing,
and I am nothing,

and I am broken, and I am a pig.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

Don't ever, ever talk like that
about yourself, okay?

Look, we will get through this, I promise.

I wanted to believe him,

that by some miracle,
I could still move on.

Magnolia!

Magnolia...

Oh, sweetheart, where have you been?

And then... it happened.

♪ Premonition, all the light
from worlds apart ♪

♪ All your stories and your pipe dreams ♪

♪ Came to life for me
in moments after dark ♪

♪ Saw you sleeping in my nightmares ♪

♪ Premonition, all the light
from worlds apart ♪

♪ All your stories and your pipe dreams ♪

♪ Came to life for me
in moments after dark... ♪

With Roxy dead,

the crown would go to the runner-up.

Me.

♪ Came to life for me
in moments after dark... ♪