F A N T A S T I C P R E S E N T A
Nunca se nos va a encontrar a cristo vivo, Jenny.
Gracias por este momento para mantenerlo.
Tengo una cita en mi psiquiatras.
Sí, porque quién habla ahora.
Cuando dieron las cosas para hablar de.
Todo es peor desde que sacudió mis medicamentos.
Todavía estás sonambulismo.
Mis pensamientos están bajo mi control.
Estoy tranquilo y relajado.
Creo que usted acaba de romper mi brazo.
- La Señora Noor Ermias? - ¿Está usted de en pos de mí?
Mal!
Usted sabe Mal, ¿verdad?
Él trató de matar a sí mismo hoy en día.
Oh Dios.
Harold!
Harold...
¿qué está tomando tanto tiempo?
Vas a conseguir que me mi sandwich?
Dónde está mi sándwich, Harold?
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Jenny, ¿me oyes?
Q?!
Jenny?
Hey.
- No-no-no, Ross. - Ross, de vuelta a la cama.
¿Qué está haciendo ella allí?
Mira, es-está bien, Estoy manejando.
Es un mito que no estás supone que despertar a un sonámbulo?
Que está "dormido"?!
Lo que ella incluso buscando?
Yo... yo tengo absolutamente ni idea.
¿De dónde eres?
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Ah, bueno, la última vez que desperté en la nevera?
- Sí. La nevera. - El jardín y la carretera.
Que estaban cavando en el camino?
No. Yo no estaba cavando en la carretera.
Yo estaba solo en la carretera.
Sí. Mientras estaban dormidos.
Bien. No estoy exactamente seguro por qué estoy sonambulismo. A la derecha?
Pero tal vez es sólo porque estoy estresado.
O porque estamos renovando.
O simplemente porque necesito una siesta.
Bueno, Ross, estás en turno de noche.
Me voy a quedar con Mal la noche en el hospital.
No necesito una niñera.
- Y yo no puedo cuidar niños. - Es la mitad del precio de la Pizza de la noche
y la Dundas de las Mujeres Slo-Pitch Equipo viene en
y se bebe mucha cerveza.
Bien. Vamos, que se puede pedir para la noche?
Tengo la suerte todavía tengo un trabajo.
Hey, estoy bien.
Te lo prometo.
- Bien. Sí. - Esa es mi señal.
Me voy a ir a mi tienda ahora.
Hm.
Bien. Sabes qué?
Voy a volver esta noche.
No. No, ir con tu amigo de la familia.
Están enojados, ellos no conocen la ciudad.
Él va a tener una emergencia la craniectomía, ¿de acuerdo?
Usted necesita estar allí hasta que se despierta.
Hmm.
- Esa es mi viaje. - Sí. Que vaya.
Sabes qué?
Tal vez es porque eres beber demasiado café.
Sólo he tenido uno en la actualidad.
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Tarde en la noche?
Cualquier... suerte en la IDENTIFICACIÓN de ing el cuerpo todavía?
Oh, esa parte fue fácil.
Algún tipo de enfermos, psico broma?
"Los enfermos" y "psycho", seguro.
A la izquierda lo siguiente a su propia imagen.
Alguna idea de cuánto tiempo él ha estado aquí?
Toda la mañana.
Hablé con un par de los viajeros y corredores.
Alguien paseando a su perro.
Todo el mundo asume él se desmayó.
Sí. Conductor del autobús finalmente llamadas
después de recorrer el pasado de él tres veces.
Vamos a echar un vistazo el Señor Kalla.
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Oh. Él fue golpeado en la espalda y en la parte frontal de la cabeza.
Tal vez es por eso que él rompió sus gafas.
Sí, parece que el asesino podría han grabado de nuevo juntos.
Y luego limpió su rostro y sus manos.
Tal vez podamos llegar a una impresión en las lentes o la cinta?
Proceso de el sombrero también.
Definitivamente no es nuestro bien vestida de hombre.
Bueno, no fue asesinado aquí.
Todo lo demás a un lado, el lividity de su cuerpo
no coincide con la forma en que que está sentado.
Podemos... podemos enviar a su cuerpo a la patología ahora.
- Él es un buen aspecto de loco. - Bueno, tal vez un enojado ex?
Él era un Agente de bienes Raíces. Infeliz cliente?
Su oficina se abre en diez minutos.
Vamos?
Oh. Uh, sí, claro.
Si ayuda a averiguar donde fue asesinado.
No te preocupes, Tengo un trabajo para usted.
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Jacen había un par de pases ayer por la noche.
Primero fue a las 6. Luego de las 7:30.
Él habría ido a la temprana del área de
y se ha ido de cultivo aquí.
La agricultura?
- Los que van de puerta en puerta. - Hablar con la gente.
Preguntándoles si les gustaría considerar la venta de.
Había que habría dejado uno de estos.
Gracias.
Él siempre quiso que me para venir con él.
Le encantó.
Yo lo odiaba.
La gente es tan raro en esta ciudad.
¿Cuánto tiempo trabajas para él?
Cinco años.
Y como el Señor Kalla.
Estamos así que lo siento por su pérdida.
Uh, Malik encontrado Jacen del coche.
Vamos a empezar por ahí, y llegar a la "agricultura".
Bien.
- Movimiento de regreso a la ciudad? - Eh, si yo estaba -
que yo no soy -
definitivamente no se mueve no.
Mirar en la dirección?
El Whitfield Co-op.
Varias personas mueren en un incendio,
y están construyendo condominios ya.
Eso es Toronto.
Vamos. Dejar en el coche.
Por todas las cuentas, nuestro difunto era un tipo increíble.
A alguien no le gusta.
Sí.
Bueno, parece ser que sucedieron dos cosas.
Primera fractura en el cráneo aquí...
y, a continuación, su cerebro consejos de los oprimidos.
Lo que indica que cayó hacia atrás.
Y estrelló su cabeza en el suelo.
Sí, y desangrado desde su lesión en la cabeza.
Lo que una muerte horrible.
Farmin' Donavan.
Jacen Kalla - él puso en el piso y le desangrado.
Quien lo mató, a mi han observaba morir.
Stop! Por favor!
Mi esposa dormida. Ella tiene dolores de cabeza.
Cualquier ruido. Cualquier raqueta es insoportable.
- Lo siento, señor. - Podemos-podemos hablar tranquilamente.
Sí?
¿Cuál es tu nombre, señor?
Harold. Harold Carruthers.
Y El Señor Carruthers, fueron a casa ayer?
Yo estaba trabajando en la parte de atrás.
Está bien. Bien, tal vez veía a este hombre?
Yo no lo creo.
Eso es raro. Lado de la puerta diciendo que hablé con él.
Y la casa de al lado que.
Él no vino aquí.
Señor, usted dijo su esposa está dormida?
- Ella tiene dolores de cabeza. - Eso es muy malo, señor,
Voy a necesitar para hablar a los dos juntos.
- No. Por favor! - Ella no quiere hablar con usted.
Bueno, ella tendrá que.
Ahora es ella la planta baja o en el piso de arriba?
Sir. Lo que la habitación es ella?
Sir?
- Es mi corazón. - No puedo respirar.
Bien. Bueno, tal vez usted debería siéntate.
No-No-no, usted necesidad de llamar al 9-1-1.
Sir. Estoy al 9-1-1.
(S) Cogí el chico.
- ¿Eh? - Me llamó el chico.
Oh. Uh, eso es un gran trabajo, Malik. Realmente.
La esperanza Donavan está impresionado.
Quieres que me muestre en el interior?
Mmm.
Hola, te sueño, bebedero, todo ese café?
Es triste el ciclo de auto abuso.
Ejem. ¿Quieres caminar conmigo a través de ella?
Bien. Bueno, puerta de entrada es donde ocurrió el asesinato.
Su papeleras hemos encontrado sangrienta toallas,
y el vacío de la botella de lejía, pero espera a ver el interior.
Por qué? ¿Qué hay dentro?
Sí, yo no la huele en primer lugar.
- Pero me vino en la puerta de entrada. - Hmm.
Todo lo que podía oler era lejía.
Dónde está viniendo?
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Sí.
Donavan es con el viejo hombre en la cocina.
Ven a ver este piso de arriba.
El anciano siguió hablando acerca de su esposa.
Cómo ella estaba durmiendo...
cómo no quería que me despertar en brazos.
Que no está dormido.
Su marido ha estado viviendo con ella como esta?
Gracias.
De hacer nada de ejercicio, El Señor Carruthers?
Hay una piscina en Oakwood.
Y de ir allí?
- Nado. Treinta vueltas. - De ida y vuelta.
De hacer cualquier otra cosa?
Yo estoy fuera de todo lo que puede ser.
Porque me pregunto cómo es un chico de su edad transportar a otro -
que es lo que? Tal vez de 180 libras?
Todo el camino a una parada de autobús eso cuadras de distancia.
Lo siento mucho acerca de eso.
¿De qué año es este papel?
- No lo sé. - O este colgante de luz?
La alfombra. Smart.
Piso por debajo va a estar en forma perfecta.
Dejar. Por favor.
Usted sabe, la mayoría de los hogares voy en, si las personas son mayores,
no es todo este desorden.
Pero este lugar?
Este lugar es una cápsula del tiempo.
Por qué mataste a Jacen Kalla?
- Yo no. Yo le advirtió. - Con una pala.
Porque estaba allí.
Puedo ver en el piso de arriba?
Oh! Le duele.
- Estás bien? - Usted quiere sentarse?
Tiene pastillas? Corazón pastillas?
Será su esposa lo saben, usted dijo que ella está en casa.
NO. Vas a despertar!
Y si hubiera sido un paraguas...?
Yo he utilizado el paraguas.
Le pedí que me deje. Él no estaba escuchando.
Voy a llamar a una ambulancia.
Así que él está ahí en el suelo, el sangrado y hemorragia.
¿Por qué no te llame una ambulancia?
- Yo no podía. - ¿Por qué no?
- Eso significaría sirenas. - La policía. Personas.
Yo no quiero despertarla.
- ¿A quién? - Mi esposa.
Sus fotos de la boda estaba en la oficina.
Este fue "Linda Lee Carruthers".
Se ven tan dulces juntos.
- Mmm. - Aw, adorable.
Bien.
Bueno, vamos a confirmar la identidad del cuerpo.
Puede usted ah...
puede usted tirar dental y registros médicos?
Sí.
What was your last conversation?
With Lindy?
Yeah. What'd you talk about?
Lunch.
- And... - and how-how did that go?
I asked if she wanted white or brown bread.
Pickles or peanut coleslaw.
Water or tomato juice.
And?
She's been having headaches.
Oh yeah.
And it's been hard.
Usually she's into you.
What you're doing. What do you think?
She's like lightning.
Like a hyperactive kid.
But now?
All she has is me asking her what she wants to eat.
Did she eat the sandwich?
- How long has she been here? - Hard to say.
It could be two years. It could be ten.
The bugs have come and gone.
All that's left is casings. We can autopsy her.
But I'm not even sure there are organs left.
Okay. Uh, let's take a look around.
See if we can find any letters or bills
that give us an estimated date of death.
You guys let me know when you get her back to the lab, okay?
That's the problem.
She and the floor - they're attached.
Then we take the floor with us.
He thinks she's still alive?
And she's hungry.
Could it be dementia?
No. No-no. No.
My dad has dementia.
Harold Carruthers... this place it's um...
it's too clean. It's too well-preserved.
Okay.
Could be sociopathic dissembling.
All to hide the fact that he murdered his wife.
Mhmm.
Well, I guess we'll know more once he talks to a psychologist.
- You're getting an assessment? - Full psych eval.
Well, good luck.
Feel the energizing light pulse through your body.
In living in your sensations from you head to your toes...
creating positive vibrations.
- Jenny... - There are so many neighbours.
Like nobody stopped to say hi? Nobody mixed up the mail?
No one argued over who rakes the leaves?
Well, Malik said that nobody knew Harold.
Nobody remembered his wife.
Yeah, but there would have been flies
coming out of the window.
It would have smelled like rotting meat.
And nobody... like nobody noticed.
You okay?
Just like, millions of dollars for a home.
To what? To just wall yourself off away from society,
away from... away from people and your neighbours?
Yeah. Okay.
Um, sorry. You... find something?
A couple things.
Linda Lee Carruthers died in 2012.
Why do we think that?
That's when she stopped depositing her pension cheques
and he started.
So she's been dead eight years?
Fraud leads to motive.
- Well, not necessarily. - If you talk to him,
she's napping and he's handling the family finances.
- She's... - Napping.
For eight years?
Well, maybe we should ask their son, hmm?
We should find him.
At least find out what happened to him?
How?
This is the only evidence we've seen that they even had a kid.
Oh... uh... here.
You can start there and just let me know how it goes.
Keep me posted, okay? Thank you.
Hey, Kelly.
Is anything in this house even from this century?
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Bottle of wine, isn't the best,
housewarming gift but... It's great!
- Thank you for inviting me. - It's not bad, right?
- No, no. - It's-it's really nice.
It's quiet.
Yeah. Except on the weekends.
Ty plays his divas loud.
Ha! Ty is not home.
We get to be the divas tonight!
Oh, s-sorry. I can't stay.
I just wanted to... Oh, it's not optional.
I uh... I would lose my esthetician's license,
if I let you go with those... nubs.
Yeah. No, I just-I... I wanted to stop by and see
how you, how you were.
Sorry. They're um...
they're tearing down your building.
Right.
Yeah. That place is a graveyard anyway.
It's best that they just get rid of it. Rip it down.
Haul it away.
So that everyone can just move on with their lives.
You know what? I uh...
I'm yes-I', gonna pay for my manicure.
And I will happily take your money.
I have a waitressing gig, but it's only two nights a week.
I would work every night
if it meant not being alone with myself.
Yeah.
Grief is a monster.
And I run from monsters.
Yeah.
I ah... I...
my sister died when I was, when I was young.
I mean, it's obviously not the-the same, at all...
You get it.
You look tired.
I didn't say you looked like shit,
just actually tired.
- Yeah. Um, I mean, yeah. - I just haven't um...
I haven't been sleeping too well lately.
So... yeah.
Okay. Hands in.
Okay.
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Mom?
In here.
Hi.
She was so tired I had to drive her home.
She fell asleep on my shoulder.
You must be Ross.
Yeah.
Um, sorry, who're you?
I'm Kelly.
Margaritas, U and tequila shots...
I just gotta say the Dundas Women's Slo-pitch Team
is-is-is not welcomed again.
- I'm a waitress. - It happens.
Yeah. It's brutal.
There was this one group of guys
from like this darts club
down the street from the bar I worked at.
And every night they'd come in
and they wanted me to make them Kamikazes.
Do you know what a Kamikaze is?
It's the most disgusting drink in the world.
Okay.
Okay. Kingston? Ontario?
Your boyfriend lives in Kingston, Ontario,
and you haven't visited him?
Yes. But...
I currently live in a tent and have no job.
So... I'm kinda trying to get it together,
a little bit there.
H-hello.
What I thought was even weirder so.
- Yeah. So does he know? - Ow.
- Good morning. - Hey.
Did you guys even sleep?
Hey, I got fired because of this.
And I have been fired.
So I was initiating Ross into the club.
You need this.
Thanks.
Uh, grandpa had an "incident".
Uh, my dad. Ross's grandfather has dementia.
So I have to go to an emergency meeting at his care home
before I go to work.
Um...
can I take you to the GO Station on the way?
You know Liam left his truck here,
I can just give her a ride home, right?
I can also do that emergency meeting for grandpa
- if you want. - No, I'll change and...
Shut up and let us help you, okay?
- Hey. - Hey.
I'm starting to think you like it here.
I'm here for the psych eval.
Have you ruled on the cause of death for Mrs. Carruthers yet?
Medical report says that she was healthy.
Her last doctor's appointment was with an optometrist.
Ah...
what's the body telling us?
Scan shows that, unlike Jacen Kalla,
her skull was intact.
What about the rest of her body?
- No broken bones. - No fractures, even.
- No lacerations. - No abrasions.
What about strangulation?
No ligature marks.
And decomposition means we can't get toxicology specimens.
Well, I don't like unresolved mysteries.
What's on these floorboards?
Bits of Linda Lee.
We used cheese wire to separate the body.
- Mhmm. - I'm gonna miss cheese.
You're not answering your phone.
Nobody's answering their phone.
Damon Carruthers?
- I got mixed up. - Heard your message late.
Put "Coroner's office"
together with mom's name and I just realized...
- We don't need you to I.D. - her body.
Good.
Hearing how you found her, I'm not that sure I could.
When was the last time you saw her?
32 years ago.
I left home early.
I'm gonna go get the photo from your office.
It was uh, it was disturbing,
what happened to her body.
Yeah. It's messed up.
And the condition of the body
doesn't allow us to determine how she died.
You think he hurt her?
Was he ever violent?
Never. I never saw my parents argue, let alone fight.
What about mental illness?
Oh, he is eccentric.
Uh, what does eccentric mean?
Denial was his thing.
When I was in high school,
my dad caught me with a freshman guy from U of T.
He didn't freak out,
he gave me a list of church girls to date.
So I started staying out.
He'd tell my mom that I was with my "study buddy", Louisa.
But there is no "Louisa".
And when I got diagnosed with HIV,
when I got sick, I told Dad.
He gave me ibuprofen with milk.
And that's when you left?
Here is the photo.
I was 18.
I wanted life.
As much as I could get.
Thanks for picking me up,
I can't believe they freaked out like that.
- Grandpa... - Zach cuts my hair, okay?
He cuts it. Very respectable job. Very.
Not like I cut it myself.
- Zach quit, remember? - He got a job in film sets.
Then they wanted me to go and sit in Vicki's chair.
I wouldn't sit in Vicki's chair if you paid me.
You can't throw a jar of barbicide at her.
You just can't.
- This is so humiliating. - I'm sorry, Roscoe.
It's okay. I know.
- I'm sorry, Ross. - What's happening to me?
Whoa... idea.
You used to cut hair, right?
- What? Is this true? - Yeah.
Uh, information that I gave your grandson
while listing the many places I've been fired from.
Oh.
So you busy?
If feels like you know what you're doing.
Maybe it's just the lack of confidence
that was the problem before. I don't know.
I mean, if the last job you did, didn't work out.
I mean, I don't think you have to worry.
How bad can...
I mean, look at me, what you're starting with.
Did Vicki do your last haircut?
I'd throw barbicide at her, too.
You would?
What if I trim it?
Taper the back.
Get you looking handsome again,
at least 'til you can find a real barber?
You're wonderful.
- Thank you. - Okay.
- Wow. - Here we go.
Okay. I'm not worried.
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All my years on the job,
I've never seen anything like it.
Imagine being so in love with someone,
so profoundly connected,
you couldn't see the truth.
Devotional delusions.
Maybe all devotion is delusional.
What's the word, Doctor?
There is nothing textbook about Harold's psychosis.
First we get him into the geri-psych unit.
Then we get him started on anti-psychotics.
- And then what? - Cognitive therapy.
Likely followed by grief counseling.
- Okay. What about the trial? - Trial?
M-my dad's insane.
- No. He's not. - What?
I believe Harold is mentally competent
to stand trial for the murder of Jacen Kalla.
What are you talking about?
Harold is highly functioning
in every other aspect of his life.
He said he murdered a man to protect his wife
who was already dead.
Or maybe he murdered a man to protect his secret
that he'd killed his wife.
You don't know how my mom died.
She doesn't know that.
Only he knows that. Please...
my father will spend the rest of his life in an institution.
Yes.
Hey.
Dad. Dad.
It's Damon, dad. It-it's me. It's me.
Damon?
You look old?
- Alive, Dad. I'm alive. - And-and yeah, I-I got old.
But mom...
she died.
She-she-she's dead.
So how'd it happen, Dad?
Everybody keeps saying she's dead.
Tell them it was an accident, okay?
That's how you found her.
We have to go home.
We can't.
Wait 'til your mother sees you. She'll be so excited.
Yeah. Damon's home!
Dad, stop.
Are you gonna commit him now?
I have a bed waiting.
- I don't wanna be here. - I wanna be home.
- I wanna be with my wife. - Someone help here?
Okay, maybe we can make a stop on the way home.
We don't have all of the answers and-and maybe,
maybe it'll trigger something.
I can't authorize that.
I can.
You said there's nothing textbook about his psychosis.
He wants is to take his son home to her.
Then he's going home.
Why is that tape on my door?
It's a crime scene, sir.
Dad? Do-do you need help?
- Wait here. - I wanna surprise her.
First, let me see how she is.
She has these headaches. Severe.
Really painful.
But she'll wanna be at her best for you.
Mr. Carruthers?
Your wife is not upstairs anymore.
We took her body to the Coroner's office for autopsy.
My wife doesn't leave the house.
No. Just let him- let him...
- Lindy! Lindy I'm home! - Let him see.
This is cruel.
Cruel is putting him in jail.
Cruel is the courts, the banks taking his house.
Your dad's got a lot worse cruel to come.
He has a hard time facing things.
Lindy...
Lindy, Damon is back, he wants to see you!
- Her wallet. - Dad.
She's not here.
She didn't go out. She didn't get her purse.
She died!
A long time ago.
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How did she die?
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She was having these headaches.
Hi.
And you took her to a doctor, right?
- But not to Doctor Sanders. - He's retired.
This was a new doctor. Young.
He was an eye doctor?
He gave her glasses.
Then things got worse.
She'd get nauseous reading the paper.
Pulling on her shoes.
Then her words... Did she slur?
Yeah?
I'd laugh, it was funny.
And she'd get so angry with me.
Yelling and swearing.
She is not a swearer.
I mean, she'd swear, but not at me.
What about pain?
It'd be numbness. It'd be very suddenly.
It'd be in her arms, and her legs?
- Yes. Yes. - Yeah?
How'd she end up on the floor?
It's okay.
What do you remember?
I was in the bathroom, hanging up my swimming suit.
I was telling her that it had started to snow
and I was gonna have to go out and shovel.
Your job. Before you left.
She wasn't answering.
So I told her again.
She still wasn't answering.
So I went in to check and...
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Ohhhh...
I'm so sorry, Mr. Carruthers.
Hey-hey-hey-hey.
You're okay. You're good.
It's okay. I-I got you. I'm here. I'm here.
If I had called the ambulance...
No-no-no-no.
Hey. Hey, listen to me.
Listen to me, you're a good man.
- No! - No, no. You listen to me!
It's okay.
You loved her so much.
You're a good man.
- You're such a good man. - Oh God!
It's okay. Shh. Shh.
Shh. It's okay.
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She had a brain tumor.
- Can you prove that? - Never.
But I feel better declaring her autopsy as "undetermined".
I wanna get the number of that eye doctor.
With those symptoms, she should've been diagnosed.
A retired family doctor, different appointments,
offices, files back and forth.
It happens.
She fell through the cracks, Jenny.
Yeah, but she would still be alive now.
She'd be with him.
"Til death do us part".
I met someone.
Really?
Someone you're interested in?
She lived in the Whitfield Co-op.
Well, former co-op.
Her name is not Kelly, is it?
Noor.
Well, I... I look forward to
meeting Noor in the future.
Dad? Dad!
- Hey. - Uh...
he just collapsed.
I thought he was upset and he couldn't breathe.
I need an ambulance - 86 Granton Ave.
Elderly male, unresponsive.
- He's breathing. Okay. - Talk to him, it helps.
Dad. Hey, dad, listen to me.
Hey, guess what? I have a family.
And a husband. Look. See?
His name is Jayden. Look at him.
And uh, and our three kids, okay.
They are all adopted.
Uh, there is Laura, she's eight.
And Ryan, he's five.
You're gonna love meeting him.
And uh... Esther -
okay, just between me and you -
I did not pick the name -
but she's two. And she's adorable.
And uh, we all live in a big house.
I love you so much.
No-no-no-no. No.
Keep talking to him.
- He can't hear me. - He can hear you.
Just keep talking to him until the ambulance gets here.
- Donavan! - Uh... okay, Laura.
She just got into a math program.
- Yes. - And Dad... Dad...
- please Dad, can you hear me? - Jenny! Jenny!
It's too late.
Sometimes the thing you're looking at
is blocking you from seeing...
In here!
- Hi. - Hey.
Hey, you're still here.
Uh, Ross had to go to work to pick up his last paycheque.
We're watching this old show, "Fernandes".
It's about a coroner, like you.
Not bad. You ever hear of this show?
- Yeah. Yeah. - So...?
Hm.
My haircut?
She styled it.
- No uh, it looks... - it looks great.
No. Not "she". Sorry.
Oh my God. Okay, last time. What's your name again?
Uh, it's Kelly, Dad.
Kelly! Kelly! Kelly!
- Okay. Thanks. - Yeah.
Jenn, I can't stay at that home anymore.
I'm done with it.
So I'm gonna have to move here.
- That's over. - Okay.
I've got some takeout in the fridge to get.
No, thanks.
I know Ross went up there and fought for me.
Talked them right out of even kicking me out,
but... it's too much.
- Yeah, okay. - Yeah, Dad.
I mean, obviously I-I-I don't want you
living anywhere that you're not happy.
I just never thought I'd see it go this way.
That was not the plan.
- You know? - Yeah.
I'm sorry.
Okay. Yeah, I mean, obvi-obviously you,
you can-you can stay here.
Until you know, we figure something else out.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
I just-I need to realize that things are really chaotic
for me here right now, okay?
'Cause Liam is renovating. Ross is floating.
And when I'm not working,
I am wandering around like a zombie and...
What-what do you mean you're wondering around?
- Hmm. - Are you sleepwalking?
- Uh... - Oh no.
How... how do you know that?
Well, you must be really troubled
because you used to do it as a kid,
after your sister died.
The sleepwalking.
Oh okay. Yeah.
Um... so...
I'm gonna be right back.
I-I'm just-I'll be right back. And then when I am,
we can-we can watch "Fernandes" together.
- Okay, Dad? - Oh great.
Okay. Well, I'll wait for you.
I uh, told Ross I'd wait until he got home from the bar.
Thanks.
Yeah, my uh...
my Dad's sundown.
So it's not a steady decline.
Thank you.
Thanks.
Mmm.
I work 2 nights a week.
If you need me any of the other 5?
That would never happen in real life!
Never.
Yeah. Yeah.
That would be...
that would be really, really helpful.
Consider yourself hired.
- I like your family. - Hm.
They seem to really like you too.
Especially my dad.
Are you sure about this?
Dealing with your family it helps me to forget...
Sorry. One sec.
It's Ross.
- Say goodnight for me. - That's my Uber.
Yeah, okay.
Hey baby, just hold on one sec, okay?
Oh Goodnight! Kelly.
- Goodnight, Jenny. - Goodnight, Katie.
I mean... Kelly. Sorry.
That's uh, that was my sister's name.
Of course!
Of course it was.
Hey.
What?
No, Ross, I can't hear you, the music.
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- Mom! - Hey.
Hey.
Over there.
He said he was at the hospital.
I am so scared to ask.
Whoa!
Sorry, Sweetie, uh,
Liam text me last night. Mal is... Mal is fine.
I just-I forgot to tell you with everything
that was going on with grandpa. Um...
Okay. So...
you're digging.
And he is... dancing?
Uh, should I be worried?
Yeah uh... you know, I uh...
I... I'm handling this.
Okay. All right.
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
- Hey. - You okay?
- Hmm? - You okay?
- Oh yeah! - Mal's okay?
- Oh yeah. - Mhmm. Dancing!
- Mhmm. - Wanna dance?!
- Sure. Of course. - Yeah.
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- Oh my God. - Oh.
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