Privileged (2008–2009): Season 1, Episode 17 - All About Betrayal - full transcript

Turtles.
Delicious.

.. Delicious
and not for you.

Ow! It's enough to
deprive me of sweets,

but there's no need to hit.

I'm sorry, but these
little chocolate reptiles

are my ticket to winning Keith back.
They're his favorite.

Yay! You and Keith are
talking again? That's great.

No, no, not yet, but we will
be tonight when I go over there.

You're gonna show up
at his door unannounced?

Showing up unannounced
sounds bad.

I'm going to surprise him
and, uh, tell him I miss him



and win him over with
my passion, honesty,

and turtles.

Uh-huh. And, uh, what if
he doesn't go for this plan?

Then the turtles are yours.

Uhh. Don't make me
root against love.

I gotta tell you, Marco, though,

this doesn't seem
like much of a plan.

It's better than your
plan to deny, avoid,

and pretend that everything is
hunky-dory with you and Will

Ok, I didn't pretend like
everything was hunky-dory.

We just both agreed to disagree.

Really? Is that what
happened last night?

Technically.

We both agreed the other one
was being a butt-face.



Look, I'm not gonna apologize
for sticking up for Charlie,

and he's probably never gonna
apologize for punchin' him,

so we wait.

Wait for what?

Inevitably something will come up

that will distract us
from our stupid fight.

Waiting for distraction
is not a plan.

Well, it's less fattening
than your turtle plan.

Rose?

Honey.

Ohh. My neck.

Did you sleep in here last night?

Not on purpose.

Uhh. Yuck.

This must be what
it feels like to be old.

Hey, um,

did Laurel come home?

No. There was a change of plans.

She won't be back until tomorrow.

Oh. Ok.

Is everything all right?

Yeah. I'm-I'm fine.
Thanks, Marco.

You're all dressed up.
Where were you?

I went out for breakfast.

So early? With who?

I think the more
important question is

where were you last night?

Did you sleep over at Zach's?

Of course not. I was here.

I just-I fell asleep
on Laurel's couch.

Is that the story
you plan on telling everyone?

Because it's a little weak.

It's the truth.

I went to look for you first

but you weren't home yet,

so I- I waited for
Laurel in her office,

and I guess I passed out.

Why? What's going on?

Look, I'll tell you upstairs.

Hey.
Oop!

Oops. Sorry.

It's a flying bagel.

Hey. So, well, how are you?

Pretty great, actually.

That's great.

I'm great, too.

No, you're not, but
you're about to be.

You remember that magazine
idea that we pitched to my dad?

Yeah.

Well, it's happenin'.

What-what do you
mean it's happening?

I mean office space
has been rented,

people are being hired, it's on.

Are you serious?
So you mean-

We made a magazine.

We made a magazine.
Ha ha ha!

It's pretty exciting, right? Yeah.

My dad wants to show us around
the space tomorrow if you're free.

That sounds great.

Well, I gotta go.
Call you later.

Hey, Will...

Yeah?

Uh, um, nothin'. Heh.

I just-I love you.

I love you, too.

That doesn't make any sense.

I didn't believe it either at first,

but the more she kept talking,

well, the more I knew it was true.

Hey, ladies.

Don't you ever knock?

Sorry. Is everything ok?

I'm fine with it if you are.

I'm fine with it.

Fine with what?
Ok, I hate it when you girls

get all spooky
twin mind-ready on me.

Ok, the cliff notes version,

about a million years ago,

Laurel had an affair with
some guy named Miles Franklin,

who it turns out is
our real grandfather.

What?

Uh, how is that?

It's crazy, right?

And he was here.
I met him.

Wait. You- you met him, too.

He was, like, a tall guy
with gray hair.

He brought Laurel flowers.

Mm, maybe. I-I don't
really remember,

but, um, w-well, anyway,
who told you girls this?

Miles' daughter,
Elyse Valencour, who-

well, I guess she's our stepsister

or stepcousin?

Half aunt?
Is that it?

Ok, pause. Rewind.

How did you meet this
Elyse person? Or when?

Last night.
Ok, so she shows up

at the restaurant where
I'm stalking Polly Fagen

and tells me that Miles
is my grandfather

and he's sick.

What do you mean he's sick?

He had a heart
attack last week,

and now he's in
critical condition.

God, I can't believe Laurel would
just lie to our face like that.

Ok, well, you know what?

We don't know anything yet.

And maybe Laurel has
a perfectly good explanation.

Explanation?
What's to explain?

She did some guy
a long time ago

and didn't tell
anyone about it.

Unless, do you think mom knew?
No, she didn't.

I mean, I don't think so.

I- I doubt it.

Well, anyway,
the point is- is that we

really need to have
Laurel weigh in here.

Yeah. Well, she's not
coming home until tomorrow.

Great! Well, I mean,

um, great, because, you know,
it'll give you girls

a chance to cool off a little bit.

I seriously doubt I'll cool off.

Ok, you never know,

because tomorrow
is a long way away,

and you never know how you're
gonna feel 24 hours from now.

I mean, doctors cannot even accurately
predict how you're gonna feel-

anyway, regardless, um,
the point is...

now I don't think is the best
time to discuss the human stain,

so sorry Philip Roth. Heh.

We will deal with this later.

Or tomorrow.

Laurel, as soon as you get
home, find me immediately.

The girls know about Miles.

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Marco.

What are you doing here?

Sorry. I didn't think
you'd already be in bed.

Why do I suddenly
get the feeling

you're not watching
Numb3rs right now?

Look- is there another guy in there?

Keith, you coming?

Nope, no other guy.

I cannot get over what
a great space this is.

If you're happy now,
you'll be really impressed

when we get a cappuccino machine.

And furniture, of course.

Cappuccino machine?

It's a trap. That way,
people won't doze off

when they're here workin'
till 3:00 in the morning.

Tom.

Crap.

Already destroying office
equipment, are we, David?

Doin' my best.

My son, Will, and this is

Megan Smith, both aspiring

employees of our little magazine.

Nice to meet you.

This is David Besser,

my newly appointed
editor in chief-

top of his class At Harvard,

published in the New Yorker
before he was 22,

brilliant, ambitious,
accomplished.

And so graceful.

This is the man whose
ass you'll have to kiss

if you wanna work at, um...

Whatever we end up calling it.

Oh, I thought we
decided on ?Ripple?.

And by "we," I meant
?me? in my mind

when this was just
a pretend magazine.

Now there's walls, nifty
light fixtures, and stuff.

Ripple was good for
the original premise,

but, Tom and I
decided we didn't want

to be married to the idea
of charitable organizations.

But I do like the idea
of charitable people.

So biographies.

In-depth profiles of people
from all walks of life

Just people who are passionate

about whatever medium
they work best in.

Well, Megan here is
a fantastic writer.

She's actually working
on a biography right now

that has a good chance
of being published.

No-wha-he is
being way too nice.

It is a very, very long way
away from being published.

Well, you're gonna
love her ideas.

I can't wait. Oh, you know, it was
- it was really great

meeting you guys, but if you'll
excuse me, um, I need to get a mop.

He really is an incredible guy.

Listen, I wanna show
you the conference room.

Come on.
All right.

Hey!

Sorry I'm late.

Let me just grab my books.

I don't want the girls to know
I'm back till you and I have talked.

Ok. Not sure it was necessary
to go all ?Boo Radley? on me, but-

How they doing?
Are they all right?

Well, Sage seems
to be holding up fine,

but Rose is definitely
freaking out.

How did they find out?
It's weird.

Rose was approached by some
woman named Elyse Valencour,

who claims to be
Miles' daughter.

Elyse Valencour. Why does
that name sound so familiar?

Because she's his daughter?

She's been calling me.

Elyse Valencour, I've gotten
at least three messages from her.

What does she want with Rose?

I think that she wanted
to impart some information.

What information?

Miles is in the hospital, Laurel.

He had a heart attack.

That's what she said?

Yeah, and, um,

I guess she wanted
his granddaughter to know.

What have you told Rose?

Nothing. I-I didn't think it was
my place to say anything at all.

Good.
Take the girls upstairs

so I can get out the front door.

Geraldine...

Get Elyse Valencour
on the phone.

We need to talk about last night.

No, we don't.
I already figured it out.

It was your sister.
It wasn't.

You mother?
My mother lives in Ohio.

She's visiting.
It was Jennifer.

Oh. Heh. Of course.

Let me guess. She got lonely
at home with her two cats

and came over to commiserate
about how sucky the single life is.

No. Jennifer came over last night
so we could get drunk and have sex.

I think I just had a seizure.
Marco.

It's crazy enough
that you think

you can go straight,
but with Jennifer?

Nah, I'm not going straight.

I just want a family.

I told you a long time ago,

but you were never ready,
well, and Jennifer is.

And now that we're
no longer a couple-

You've decided to go
all Will & Grace on me.

At least Debra Messing
was attractive.

You know, if you're
gonna be a jerk about this-

I'm sorry.
I'm processing.

Listen, Jen is my
best friend, you know?

And this is something that she and I

have both wanted for
a very long time.

You know, it may not be
our best-case scenario,

but I'm not getting younger.

So you were actually going to
have sex with her last night?

Well, I did the math,
and, yeah, as it turns out,

vanilla-flavored vodka is a lot
cheaper than artificial insemination

and has a better success rate.

You have taken settling to
a whole new level, haven't you?

Excuse me?

You're sleeping with
your cat-loving best friend

because you're both lonely.

You're not thinking clearly.

Actually, I am. I'm finally
going after what I want.

Thanks to you, I know
that things in life

don't always turn out
the way you planned.

Oh, please.

And this conversation
makes me even more sure

that I made the right choice.

Laurel.

Hi. I'm Elyse.

Yes. Hello.

Nice to meet you.

Please, have a seat.

Thank you.

First of, I want
to say I am so sorry

for taking so long
to return your call.

Calls.

There were several.

Right.

Yes, well, as a very visible head

of a very large corporation,

I get many strangers
calling me out of the blue.

Technically I'm not a stranger.

We do share someone in common.

I am so sorry to hear
about your father.

I hope that he's recovering well.

He's not.

He's in a coma.

I thought Rose
would have told you that.

I am so sorry.

I suppose I-I just
couldn't believe it.

I just saw him.

He looked so- so healthy.

If there is anything
that I can do-

Actually, there is.

You can contact your attorney.

I'm suing you.

"intentional infliction
of emotional d-distress"?

What does that even mean?

She's claiming that
Miles' heart attack

was a direct result
of my not allowing him

to have a relationship
with his granddaughters.

I mean, is that anything?

It's a groundless claim.

I don't wanna waste time
on a frivolous lawsuit.

I pay people good money
to handle these things.

Right now, I need
to focus on the girls.

So, how should
we handle this?

We won't handle it at all.

I'll tell them.

As far as they know,

you knew nothing about Miles.

No, wait-

It's not up for discussion, Megan.

Well, I'm sorry, Laurel,
but it has to be.

I'm complicit in this whole thing.

I mean, I lied to Rose and Sage, too.

It's hardly the same thing.

I know. It-

But it was still wrong.

I appreciate you
wanting to protect me, but-

I'm not trying to protect you.

I'm trying to protect them.

The girls need an adult
they can rely on,

someone they feel they
can trust and look up to.

Sadly I have never
been that person.

And whether you
like it or not,

you're long past
being just their tutor.

You're their mentor
and their friend.

Surely you know that.

Yeah, I-I do.

It's just gonna be hard
to keep lying to them.

Well, try.

Why didn't you ever
tell us about him

that's not the kind of thing
you tell your granddaughters.

I was ashamed.

That affair is something
I wish had never happened.

Although, if it didn't,

mom never would've been born
and neither would we.

It probably would've made
your life a lot easier, huh

Did you ever tell mom?

No.

So you lied to your daughter
her entire life, too.

Your mother was raised
by a wonderful man.

Robert was the father
that she knew and loved.

That wasn't really her father, ok?

That's-that's probably something
she might have wanted to know.

Rose, I feel terrible
for lying to you,

and I hate that you had to find
out about Miles from some stranger.

Elyse isn't a stranger.
She's family.

She told me all this
because she cares about me.

I'm sure that's what
she led you to believe,

but it couldn't be
further from the truth.

She approached you

because she needed confirmation
that you had met Miles

so she could file
her lawsuit against me.

What? She's suing you?

Yes. I think all that
Elyse cares about

is getting millions of dollars.

Great. Great.

All this, and now
we're gonna be broke.

Happy day.

So, I mean, if you and Miles
kept dating, what was the plan?

The plan?

Yes. Were you gonna tell us

he was actually our grandfather,

or were you gonna continue lying?

Of course I was going to tell you.

It just that his stay was so brief,

and he left so abruptly.
It just didn't seem-

Necessary.

Well, you had no right
to make that decision.

Ok, just because he dumped you,

it doesn't mean he would
have done that to us.

You know, Sage was
right about you.

You really are the most
selfish person ever.

I think I'm gonna
show him these first.

The black-and-whites are my
best stuff, don't you think?

Um, yeah.. Yeah.

Yeah, they're- They're def-

I- they're great.

Well, you hate the sport fishing.
They throw the fish back, you know.

No, I love them. I really do.

You're a very talented
photographer.

Then what's wrong?

Nothing. Uh, no, I, um-

I'm just surprised you're going
after such a senior position.

I mean, editor of photography,
that's a pretty big deal.

I know,

but I figured why not aim high?

Yeah, I know. I just don't
- I don't know.

Guess I have the whole tortoise
philosophy drilled into my head.

Slow and steady wins the race.

Not always.

Have you thought of a story
idea to pitch David?

I was thinking about doing
something on senator Pearl.

Laurel introduced me
to her a while ago.

I figured I could score an interview
with her pretty easily, but, um...

That sounds good.
You think?

Come on. A big-time
woman senator.

You go and you sprinkle your
crazy feminist agenda all over it,

David's gonna love it.

I don't even know what's worse,

the fact that she lied about it

or that she tried to defend it.

Yeah, well, that's Laurel.

You don't seem that mad.

I'm mad,

but I'm more just-

I don't know. It's not
like anything's changed.

What do you mean?

It's not like we knew
we had other family,

so it's not like
we lost anything.

But that's not the point.

What she did definitely sucks,
but when you think about it,

is it really worth
telling people things

that you know are
just gonna hurt them?

What?

There's nothing we can do
about what's happening to Miles.

And, yeah, I feel bad
a- about it all, but-

No, Sage, there is definitely
something that we can do.

We can go see him.

Why would you wanna fly
all the way to California

to stare at some old guy
in a coma?

Because he's our grandfather.

Oh come on.

Just because we share
DNA with the guy

doesn't mean we get all "tell
us a story, grandpa" with him.

P.S., he can't tell us a story.

Wanna know why?
Because he's in a coma.

I don't understand-

This is exactly why Laurel
didn't wanna tell us, ok?

This just proves that some things
are just better left unsaid.

Who are you?

Since when do you
side with Laurel?

And-and since when
do you lie to me?

What are you talking about?

I know that you weren't
at breakfast yesterday.

Yeah, you were somewhere in that
outfit, but it wasn't breakfast.

Yeah, it was.
Really?

Then why can't you
look me in the eye?

You're being paranoid.

Wait. Did you know about
our grandfather, too?

What?!

No.

Well I don't believe you.

Ok, something weird is going on,

and until you decide
to tell me what it is,

I don't wanna talk to you.

Hey. Megan, right?

Yeah.
Yeah, that's me.

So you're grabbin' some coffee?

Yep.

You?
Green tea.

Love me some good
old antioxidants.

Well, I-you know,
I have some ideas.

For the magazine.
Um...

Maybe I could-
Um, sorry-

Maybe I could
run them by you.

Looks like we might
be here for a while.

Yeah, ok. Um,
give me your top 3.

Well, actually,
I only have one.

Have you ever heard
of Susan Pearl?

Democrat senator from Florida,
originally from Trinidad.

All about education reform
and animal rights.

Wow. Yes.

What made you choose her?

Well, I met her... at a party.

We shook hands and-
Really?

You know, in the
retirement community

that my grandma lives in,

there's this guy named
Larry Winkelman.

He used to be a
boxer out in Brooklyn

until he had every one of his
limbs blown off in world war II.

After the war, he tried to get back
into boxing, but it didn't work out,

because he accidentally poked out another
boxer's eye with one of his metal hands.

So he quit sports, and he
started writing poetry in yiddish,

and they say he's the world's
finest yiddish poet,

and he has kugel with my
grandmother every Sunday afternoon.

Pretty good story, right?

Yeah. Yeah, are you gonna
write an article about him?

No, but I could. It'd probably
be an easy interview to get

because of the kugel
connection and all that.

Ok, you're one of those "use a
story to make a point" kind of guys.

How old are you, Megan?

23. I'm almost 24.

You're too young to be
coasting on your connections.

I mean, at your age, you
should be workin' your ass off,

dreaming big, and
failing even bigger.

I'm a big old failure.
Don't you worry.

You know, failing's what
your twenties are all about,

and if you only do
what you're good at,

you'll- you'll never grow.

How old are you?

I'm a prodigy, so it's different.

Uh, we'll have a green tea
and a drip coffee, please.

No, I got it.

Don't worry. I'm gonna- I'm gonna
come up with something better.

It's just, um-

It's a little distracting where I live.

Not really the best
work environment, but...

well, if you ever
need to brainstorm,

you're more than welcome
to use the offices.

What we lack in furniture, we
make up for in wi-fi, nerf hoops.

Th-that would great,
yeah.. Thanks.

Yeah. Uh...

That's you. All right.

Thanks.

I'll see you around.

Okey-dokey.

I could watch you eat all day.

Ok, I have to know.
What is this?

That, my dear Jennifer,
is crab cake

with Japanese eggplant
and lemon-grass drizzle.

I wanna lay down on a
bed of it and roll around.

But that's not what
I was talking a about.

I know you don't like me,

so why would you
invite me over here

and stuff me full
of grass drizzle?

Because I'm worried about you.

Why? I didn't just lose the best thing
that ever happen to me. You did.

Ah, snap.

I'm sorry.
Could you speak up?

I'm having trouble hearing you

over the ticking of
your biological clock.

Obviously you're not pregnant yet.

Nope, but we'll get there.

At my age, it might
take a few tries.

Which is exactly what you want.

You don't wanna have a baby.

You wanna have Keith's baby,

because you want Keith.
No, I don't.

Oh, please. I've seen
how you look at him.

But sweet cheeks, lamb
dumplin', honey pie,

Know why? Because he's
gay, loves the dudes,

can't get enough
man-on-man action.

I know what gay means.

And I'm not in love with Keith.

Honey, I understand.

I fell in love with him, too.

But trying to trap Keith
into a lifelong relationship

by having his baby
is a terrible idea.

I'm not trapping anyone.

Keith and I are going
to have a nontraditional family

and live happily ever after in a
modest three-bedroom duplex.

Thanks for lunch, Marco.

Hey.

How's it goin'?

It's amazing.

I forgot what it was
like to actually focus.

It's like I'm back in college.

Well, if you need more time,
I can change the reservation.

No, no, no, no.

I'm good.

Let's go.

Did you set up the interview
yet with senator Pearl?

Oh... Actually I'm not doing
the senator story anymore.

David didn't think
it was a great idea,

and you know what? He was-he
was actually totally right.

Really? I mean, you were pretty
into the idea the other day.

Yeah, but you know what?
David made a really great point.

I was more excited
to get the interview

than I was about actually
writing the story.

Not that easy to get
an interview with a senator.

It could have been
a pretty big deal, actually.

Well, David didn't like it.

Since he's the guy
I'm pitching to...

Yeah. Sure.

What?

It's just funny.

When Laurel wanted you to change
your angle on her book

and I told you
that she was right,

you didn't listen to me.

But when this guy tells you
to change your story-

It's not the same.

It's the same in that
my opinion never seems

- to mean as much to you as other people's.
- What?

You take everyone else's
advice before mine-

David, Charlie-

This is about Charlie, isn't it?

No.
Yes, it is.

You're still pissed about
the other night. I knew it.

If you knew it, then why
didn't you say anything?

Why didn't you say
anything about it?

Because I don't have
anything to apologize for.

Well, neither do I.

Yes, you do.

You should have come
home with me, Megan.

You don't wait around for a guy who
just punched your boyfriend in the face.

I told you I needed to talk to him.

Well, you could have called him from
the car or called him the next day.

Ok, I don't see how
that's any different.

Forget it.

Never mind. Let's-
let's just go to dinner.

No, if you wanna
talk about it-

We disagree.

Let's just leave it at that.

Fine.

Hey.

You're workin' late.

Need help with homework?

No. Uh...

I'm done. I'm just...

Waiting for Sage to fall asleep

so I don't have to deal with her.

What's going on?

I don't know.

I mean, Sage is acting all weird,

and she won't say why.

She won't even go
visit Miles with me.

It's just all so messed up.

I mean, I don't understand
why nobody cares.

You really wanna
go see him, huh?

Yeah. I mean, there's this person
out there who's related to us,

and I mean, yeah, we don't
know him, but we could.

I know this sounds dumb.
I-

No, it doesn't sound dumb.

You're searching for a connection.

I mean, we all do it.

We do?

Even though I was
avoiding my dad

when I first got here,
there was still something

inside of me
that wanted to see him.

You know, it's like
this inexplicable need.

You feel like something's
missing, and you wanna find it.

That's exactly it.

So do it.

If you feel like it's something
that you have to do,

then go see him.

I just-

I'm scared to go by myself.

I'll go with you.

Really?

Hey, don't act so surprised.

You know I'm always
here for you.

Thank you so much.

All right, good.

Go pack your bags
get some sleep,

and tomorrow we will hijack the
corporate jet to Santa Barbara.

Wait. How did-

What, did Laurel tell you that
Miles was in Santa Barbara?

No. Uh, she didn't.

Because I never said anything.

How did you know
that he was there?

You knew this whole
time, too, didn't you?

Rose, I am so sorry.

No, just don't-

Ok, don't say anything.

Hey. You were in there for a while.

That's always a good sign.

I don't know.
We'll see.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, I know you're still
thinkin' about Rose,

but you gotta
pull it together, ok?

Game face on.

Game face on. Thanks.

Megan.

You're up.

Good luck.

Hey, dad.

Hey, buddy.

How'd it go?

Not great. I was a little nervous.

I might have talked too much.

Come here.

Listen, uh, I was gonna
let David tell you himself,

but I-I just can't stand to see my
boy lookin' so unsure of himself.

You got the job.

What?

Congratulations, champ.

You're the senior editor
of photography.

What, you-you told him
that he had to hire me?

I- I told him he was
lucky to have you.

You're talented, Will,

and I would not have
put you in the position

if I didn't think
you deserved it.

But, dad-

Stop it.

I'm proud of you.

Well, I asked myself
who am I passionate about,

who's my role model,
who do I ultimately wanna be?

Pamela Anderson?

Maureen Dowd.

Oh, so close.

She has strong roots
in the feminist cause,

which means a lot to me,
and I just-I thought

an article exploring how she
got to where she is today would-

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. I like it.
I think it's great.

Um, but it's just-
it's not gonna gel,

uh, with the theme of the
first issue, so next time.

But let- let's keep talking, ok?

Don't you, uh, wanna hear more?

I mean, I- I've got research.

I have a very cogent
presentation.

That was just the intro.

I'd be happy to revisit
the issue later on,

but I'm going for

a more international
theme on the first issue,

and Maureen Dowd just,
you know, doesn't apply.

Look, I know you worked
really hard on it, so

so thank you
for bringin' it in.

Is this a Harvard-Yale thing?

Well...

There are a lot of issues,
uh, at work here, Megan,

not the least of which is
your relationship with Will.

Look, I'm gonna have my
hands full at this job,

and I won't have the time to
deal with any interpersonal stuff

between members of my staff.

Well, I assure you that our
relationship won't get in the way

Yeah, it will.

Launching a magazine is an
incredibly difficult endeavor,

and I just don't see how
hiring George and Martha

will spell anything but disaster.

Edward Albee, Virginia Woolf.

Look at me gettin'
all your references.

All right, look, I'm not
sayin' that your relationship

is a total deal-breaker
down the road, but...

I- I can't afford to have
drama this early in the game.

I understand.

Thanks for your time.

Rose, wait!

What are you doing?

I can't let you fly all the way
across the country by yourself.

I don't want you to come with me.
What?

You're obviously keeping
something from me, Sage,

and, well, that makes me
feel like I can't trust you.

And if I can't, then I really-

I don't wanna be with you.

I'm sorry, but...

It's all different.

Rose, please, don't go like this

Please.

Tell me what's going on.

Do you remember the day mom
and dad left for their trip?

It was the same day as
Graham Taylor's birthday party.

He was gonna have a petting zoo
in his backyard, remember?

Yeah, sort of.

Anyway, I really wanted
to go to the party,

and Laurel wouldn't let me go
unless I finished my breakfast,

and we got in this huge fight
over it, remember?

Yeah, I- I remember that.

When Laurel sent me
to my room, I called mom.

She was already at the airport,
and their plane was about to board,

but I was just so mad, I kept
crying about how mean Laurel was

and how unfair she was being,
and I just kept going on and on,

and mom just let me rant.

I don't understand.

She stayed on the phone
with me for so long

that they missed their flight.

They ended up having
to catch the next one.

They were never supposed
to be on that flight, Rose.

If it wasn't for me calling her
and throwing my stupid tantrum,

they'd still be alive.

It's all my fault. I...

Miss Baker, are you ready to board?

I need to go.

May I come in?

What happened to you?

I wanted you to know that, uh,

well, I just received
a telephone call.

And Miles, your grandfather,

has passed away, Sage.

He wasn't my grandfather.

In any case, I thought
you should know.

Is Rose here?

I would like to tell her.

She flew to Santa Barbara to see him

Oh, no.

So she probably
already found out,

But...

I don't know.

You could try calling her if you want.

She's never going
to forgive me, is she?

She might not.

But I do.

I'm so sorry, Laurel...

For all the loss you've
had in your life.

I'm sorry.

Oh, gross.

Marco, you cannot just barge
in here whenever you fe-

You were right about everything,
and I know my coming here

might risk you never
speaking to me again,

but that's the chance
I'll have to take,

because I-I finally
know what I want,

and I'm not afraid
to ask for it.

Will you marry me?

Cheap trick.

Come on. You- You're kneeling
on your bad knee.

I know it.

This is-heh-impulsive.

You know what I mean?

I mean, this is you, uh,
goin' after what you w-want,

being very dramatic about it.

Ok, but how do I know
it's for real?

Because platinum doesn't lie.

I love you, Keith.

Marry me.

Yes.

Yes, I will.

There goes my duplex.

Come here.

Why?

Hey.

You never called.

How did your interview
with David go?

Uh, kinda crappy.

He didn't like the pitch.

You're kidding.

Yeah. He said, uh,
maybe in the future,

but doesn't look like there's
any space for me in this issue.

It's ok.
I mean, it's fine.

No, it's not fine.

I'm gonna talk
to my dad about this.

I'm sure that there's
something that he can do.

No, no, no, no.
Please, don't.

I- I don't wanna
get a job that way.

What does that mean?

Well, n-nothing.
I just-

You know, I want him to hire
me because he likes my ideas,

not because your dad
made him do it.

God, you love to play
the martyr, don't you?

Excuse me?

Why do you have to make everything so
much more difficult than it needs to be?

You're not in college
anymore, Megan.

Real life is about connections,

and it's not unfair.

It's just the way
the world works.

No, it's the way
your world works.

Oh, give me a break.

Wait. Why are you
freaking out like this?

You should be
out celebrating.

You got the job that you wanted,
and you totally earned it.

You don't need to sit here
and be in my bad mood with me.

You're right. I don't.

It feels like we're
fighting a lot lately.

I know.

Yeah.

It sucks.

Hey.

Hey.

I heard about Miles. Um...

Did you get
to see him before?

No.

It's probably for the best.

Or...

Well, it's what happened.

Are you...

unpacking or packing?

I'm gonna move
into my own room.

You hate me, don't you?

Rose, listen. I just want you
to know that I am so sorry,

and I don't blame you if you
never wanna talk to me again,

and I don't even forgive myself.
I never will.

I don't hate you.

If anything, I'm so sorry

you had to live with that
secret all these years.

Must have been awful.

And I wish you
could have told me,

'cause I would have
been able to tell you

that it's not your fault.

Then I don't get it, if-

if you're not mad,
then why are you moving out?

Look, I realized that...

you not telling me
about mom and dad,

well, it's just one
of the hundreds of ways

that you've been
protecting me my whole life.

What do you mean?

And it's not just you, ok?
It's everyone.

You guys, you keep these
huge secrets from me

because you think that I'm, like,
so fragile I can't handle stuff.

But I don't wanna be
that person anymore.

Ok? I wanna
be strong enough

that maybe you can
lean on me sometimes.

I do lean on you.

No, not as much.
Not like I lean on you.

I just need to feel...

Like I can be on my own.

Is that ok?

Yeah

Of course.

So which room
are you moving into?

The blue room.

Just down the hall

Um, can I help you decorate?

No.

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