[Cadence] Something terrible happened last summer,
and I have no memory of what or who hurt me.
[laughter]
We're not allowed to talk about Summer 16.
The doctors, they said it was best
if you remember on your own.
[Cadence] I've known that Gran passed,
but knowing is different than remembering.
[Carrie gasps] The fuck?
We agreed she would be buried in those.
We didn't agree on anything.
It breaks my heart to be as ashamed as I am now.
My checkbook is closed.
There'll be no more handouts.
Not until I see people worth my investment.
[Cadence] When I saw you writing that letter to Raquel,
I thought you were writing it for me.
And now I feel so stupid.
[Johnny] Cady, do we forgive Gat?
Yeah, we forgive him.
Sexter's here.
There's this guy from a rival tennis team here
that I really don't wanna see.
[Ebon] And that kid was not subtle
about bagging a Sinclair.
[Mirren] And you really shouldn't be
spying on people, Ebon.
And we won't be needing your services any longer.
[Blake] What, you're gonna ruin my life
like you did that poor kid?
You almost murdered him, you psychopath.
There's video.
[Cadence] Why did he lie to me?
And why did Mirren cover for him?
I need answers.
[singer vocalizing]
[soft music]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ How did...
[Cadence] When a kingdom loses its matriarch,
there's normally a mourning period,
the castle draped with black flags,
loyal subjects bowing their veiled heads,
lamenting what was lost.
But on the mythical island where it was always summer,
the king and the princesses did not grieve openly.
[singer] ♪ Trying to fight ♪
♪ When you became a stranger to me ♪
♪ ♪
[Cadence] In the weeks that followed
the Fairy Queen's death,
her family realized they, too, must be mortal.
And that was a secret that must be kept.
So they went on as if she had never existed at all.
People who live in castles do not know the difference
between pretending and lying.
[singer vocalizing]
[dramatic ethereal music]
♪ ♪
Take some more from that side.
Perfect.
Just like that.
[Liberty] Ow.
I can literally feel you messing it up.
She's doing just fine.
Don't complain while I'm trying to make you pretty.
She's already pretty.
Says the family goth.
Are you a drug addict?
Will says you are.
Oh, God. I'm sorry, Cady.
That's so rude.
[Bonnie] Her hair is black.
She looks like a dead vampire.
Hey, Mom said we have to be nice to her.
Why are you so obsessed with dead things?
I was nice.
Vampires are sexy.
It's a documented fact.
Ignore Bonnie.
She's... going through something.
Going through what?
Good morning, Sinclairs.
William and I just collected a delivery from New Hampshire.
They're illegal in Massachusetts.
Yeah, well, this is Beechwood.
We make our own laws here.
So we're gonna celebrate the Fourth
the way I did when I was a boy.
[tense music]
[upbeat music]
[Will] Happy Fourth of July, Cady.
[Cadence] Happy Fourth, Will.
♪ ♪
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Okay. - Okay.
I think we're gonna need a second hammock out here.
We fit. [chuckles]
Hey, am I allowed to think it's weird
that Harris didn't cancel the Fourth of July party this year?
I mean, it was kind of Tipper's thing,
the one-woman pie contest and all.
Yeah, it's one of his rules, never show that you feel loss.
Living a joyful life is the polite thing to do, obviously.
Right. Yeah.
What you reading?
- Oh, nothing. - Seriously, what is it?
It's nothing.
Exploitative true crime, werewolf erotica?
No. Stop.
- What? - No, no.
It's worse. Okay?
Performative social justice how-to manual.
Wow.
Stop. I'm...I'm trying.
I know. I know.
I see it.
I'm impressed.
I'm not trying to impress you, Gat.
I'm trying to be a better person, to see.
I know.
I...I'm trying to be a better person too.
It's just...it's hard to change your heart...
especially here.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
Yeah, this hammock is kinda just too small, Gat.
[clears throat] Right. Right.
Well, let's go live a joyful life.
[♪ Alanis Morissette: "One Hand in My Pocket"]
♪ ♪
[Alanis Morissette] ♪ I'm broke, but I'm happy...
[Penny] This is smudged. What does that say?
A half pound of butter.
Butter is a dairy product, Pen,
made from the chilling of fat.
Oh, don't torture her, Bess.
She's already gotta be regretting
this ridiculous promise that she made to Dad.
Dad loved showing Mom's pies off at this party.
If there are no pies, how will he show high society
how strong we're all being?
He needs this. He...needs us.
So it's a power move?
[Bess] You really think pies are gonna make Dad just forget
about your embarrassing financial situation?
You know, I've never even touched my trust fund.
Yes, Bess...
[both] We know.
Well, it's true.
This is a you problem, Pen.
And Carrie's doing just fine.
Ed told Brody that you two have a little nest egg saved up.
I mean, a quail-sized egg, but still an egg.
[clears throat] Neither of you would be here
if you didn't have some dog in this fight.
We acted like a sack of idiots at that memorial.
So if we can make it up to Dad with pie, why not?
Well, convenient, given that I'm the only one
who knows how to cook.
Where's Lydia?
She is in the staff building, wrangling crustaceans.
- I'll go ask her. - No, no.
Hey, we are not disarming a nuclear bomb.
It's pie.
Mom did this by herself.
There are three of us.
We can handle it.
- [knock at door] - [Ebon] Hi. Sorry.
Got a delivery for Sinclair?
You have the wrong house.
Just, um, follow the signs for Windemere down the path.
Right.
I was never here.
Shame.
I hoped it'd be Salty Dan
that would deliver our kids' contraband, for Penny's sake.
[sighs] Are our spawn hosting a rager?
Yeah.
Well, I said they could have a few friends at my house.
You know, keep the teens out of Dad's hair.
Oh, yeah, Cady asked Lydia to order red and blue Jell-O.
I had a flashback to 1998's technicolor vomit catastrophe.
Oh, God.
It's amazing how our kids think they've invented
pulling one over on their parents.
Yeah, she said, preparing to bamboozle Dad
into thinking we've all miraculously become our mother.
[upbeat music]
Mm! Booze!
Check.
Squirty sucker thing guns.
- Check. - Slip-n-slide.
- [Gat] Check. - [Cadence] I've got these.
[Johnny] Perfect. Okay.
I told the field club jerks to come here
after they do the polite hello thing at Clairmont.
And I invited a few local baddies.
Beautiful. I'll do the slide.
Perfect. Cady, we need limes.
Gat, you make a playlist.
Party on three.
One, two...
One, two, party! You legends, I love you.
Mwah.
What a day.
He's cheerful.
He's compensating.
It's been a little sad around here.
Yeah.
Well, I have to go to Clairmont for limes, so I'll see you.
No, I'll come with you.
Hey, you and I are fine.
I swear. Friends again.
You don't have to, like, stick to me.
Noted.
But I need Wi-Fi for the music, so...
[singer] ♪ Oops, was that my fault? ♪
♪ Well, I'm not sorry 'bout it ♪
♪ I'm not sorry 'bout it ♪
Whoa. Hey.
Aren't there adult things happening
on the adult side of the island?
You are not invited to our secret party.
Oh, no.
But I love skunked beer and twerking to Ice Spice.
If you're locking up the valuables,
you're gonna need a bigger safe.
That's not exactly...
Oh, is that...
- wait, are you gonna... - [Ed] Depends.
Does the sight of it make you wanna punch someone
or plan a bachelor party?
I won't do it without your approval.
Oh. Okay. [laughs]
[soft music]
Well, I guess that's a yes.
Hey, are you okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, sorry, things have just been a little rough lately.
Don't tell anyone.
Yeah.
Grief is...grief is hard in this family.
Yeah. Yeah, I guess.
Something else on your mind, or...
No, no. I mean, you know me.
I'm...I'm always dancing on the edge of a fall from grace.
Are you gonna ask her today?
Every Fourth, your mom and I sneak away
from the party and watch the fireworks
together from the beach, so I'm gonna do it then.
You romantic fuck.
Okay, but I still have to ask Will.
Although he's easily bribed.
Mom's been wanting this for a long time.
We all have.
Congrats in advance, Ed.
Thanks.
Whoo.
[upbeat music]
[Ebon] Hey.
I got all turned around on the path.
Never saw the signs.
Who names houses?
People with several to keep track of.
What are you doing here, spying again?
You're literally paying me to be here.
We don't...we don't usually do deliveries,
but the captain said you called, requested us.
Didn't specifically request the eavesdropper.
I just said to not send Slutty Dan.
Oh, right.
I guess I can't blame you. That whole thing sucks.
[laughs] Oh, my God, you know?
What, were you watching him while he banged my mother?
Again, I don't spy. All right?
He probably told a friend, and it got back to me.
It's like I said.
People talk on the water taxi like I'm invisible.
Then you go around repeating their business.
How righteous of you.
Yeah, that's me, town gossip.
All right, you want me to tap this for you?
I got it, thanks.
I'll get your tip.
No, no, no. You're good.
I don't take money from people I feel sorry for.
Excuse me.
[humming]
♪ I swore I would be true ♪
♪ And, honey, so did you ♪
♪ So why were you holding her hand? ♪
♪ Is that the way you stand? ♪
♪ Were you lying all the time ♪
♪ Or was it just a game to you? ♪
[all mumbling lyrics]
♪ You know I'm such a fool for you ♪
♪ You've got me wrapped around your finger ♪
♪ Did you have to let it linger? ♪
♪ Do you have to? Do you have to? ♪
♪ Do you have to let it linger? ♪
Oh! [spitting]
Oh, Carrie!
God, no, there's a lid to the food processor.
Do I have to do everything?
Is it too late to order backup?
Yeah, if you want your kid to go to public school.
Oh, damn it.
My crust keeps cracking.
Oh, you just didn't add enough water.
And Mom used to mix it by hand.
Oh, did either of you get any of her DNA?
She always wanted to teach us.
We just never made the time.
[somber music]
♪ ♪
Okay, stop. Stop.
People are arriving. There is no time for sulking.
- Just chin up. - Oh, God, Penny.
Could I just have just a moment?
Oh, God.
Now I am flashing back to the '90s.
Fuck.
What's that supposed to mean?
Nothing.
Never mind.
Because I didn't cry oceans enough for you
when Rosie died either?
Is that it?
It was never enough for you.
Mom was pragmatic.
She knew how to maintain composure
and get what she needed from Dad
while making him think it was his idea.
And that is the DNA that I got.
Where's my fucking recipe card? I'm starting over.
- Here, I can do it. - Yeah.
So you can take credit? Thanks.
[voices approaching]
[Gat] Right, right, right. So you wanna be on my team?
Hey, we're just grabbing some...
Healthy snacks.
[Cadence] Yeah.
Carrot sticks.
Gat, when I was in town earlier,
I ran into your friend.
Can't remember her name.
The woman that we... we took to the Knicks game.
Raquel?
Raquel's in town? This town?
Said she's staying for the week with her aunt in Chilmark.
Is she gonna come to your unsanctioned party?
Oh, you know, she knows I don't have much
cell service when I'm here, so...
Right, but you have Wi-Fi now, so...
invite her.
You should definitely invite her.
That would be...be so much fun.
The more the merrier.
Yep.
Sorry.
[Mirren] You invited Gat's girlfriend?
Aunt Carrie dropped the Raquel bomb out of nowhere,
and Gat was just looking at me like he pitied me.
And I didn't wanna seem like some pining, pathetic girl,
so I tried to be cool.
[laughs] Wow. God.
Wow, good job.
[scoffs] Okay, I choked.
And now he's off island,
probably picking her up and giving her a beach rose
and sweeping her off her feet.
Well, it's a party.
Get over Gat by getting under someone else.
[Mirren] Oh, God.
Sex is not the solution to all of your problems.
You know, sex actually turns perfectly sane people
into lunatics.
Fair, but flirting never hurt anyone.
What's your type, Cady? We'll round 'em up.
I'm in the mood for frat boys,
guys who play guitar, guys with dumb tattoos,
guys with podcasts.
- Yeah! - Oh, my God.
Douchebags Gat will hate.
[Mirren] You guys are both disgusting.
But I will make a douchebag group chat, okay?
Mm-hmm!
Just PS, I personally endorse a life of celibacy.
For...for real, though. Yeah.
[singer] ♪ I like the boom, boom ♪
♪ I like to go fast ♪
God, get a load of this guy.
[mockingly] PS, I personally endorse a life of celibacy.
Okay. That's enough? Okay.
Nope. Nope. Nope.
[groans]
- Ugh. Whoo! - Ugh!
[Brody] You need to follow my three rules.
I know...the sugar in the mixer
makes you sicker than the booze.
Never leave a drink unattended
when drunk country club bros are near.
And it's only fun until someone gets sued. [chuckles]
Hey. Be careful.
I always am, pathologically so.
Okay.
Well, I need to get back to Clairmont,
deal with some work drama.
On the Fourth?
Literally always.
Your mom likes very fancy shoes, Little Bug.
- Dad? - Yeah?
I need to tell you something.
- It's about Mom. - Oh.
Sounds like mother-daughter business,
and I don't really wanna...
hey, have fun today.
Yeah?
I'll see you for the fireworks?
Mm-hmm.
[♪ Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers: "American Girl"]
♪ ♪
[Tom Petty] ♪ Well, she was an American girl ♪
♪ Raised on promises ♪
♪ She couldn't help thinking that there ♪
♪ Was a little more to life ♪
♪ Somewhere else ♪
♪ After all it was a great big world ♪
♪ With lots of places to run to ♪
♪ And if she had to die trying ♪
♪ She had one little promise she was gonna keep ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ All right ♪
♪ Take it easy, baby ♪
♪ Make it last all night ♪
♪ She was an American girl ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Well, it was kind of cold that night ♪
♪ She stood alone on a balcony ♪
♪ Yeah, she could hear the cars roll by ♪
♪ Out on 441 ♪
♪ Like waves crashing on the beach ♪
♪ And for one desperate moment there...
Oh, wow.
That's beautiful.
[laughs]
Ours have two minutes, Carrie.
Told you we'd pull it off.
Oh, where is the good china?
Packed.
I'm shipping it back to Cambridge.
We never use it here.
That is antique rose medallion.
We do need to talk about these things.
Fine china is used when you cook a nice meal.
Pen's culinary expertise is limited to literal dog food.
Yeah, except this isn't about your tablescape,
because I know how much the punch bowl auction's for.
Do you think we're fucking idiots?
You barely even eat.
Well, Bess, we can't all have the metabolism
and the grating personality of a hummingbird on crack.
[Carrie] Okay, that's enough.
Let's not go for the Achilles just five minutes before
we're supposed to play hostess, okay?
- [timer beeps] - Oh!
Whoop, whoop, whoop.
- Oh, God! - No, no, no, no.
- Oh, God. - Jesus.
- Oh, God. - Oh!
They were fine five minutes ago.
They were totally fine.
What did you do?
Did you turn the heat up? Did you turn the broiler on?
I don't know what the broiler is, Bess.
I don't cook.
Well, your fucking pie is perfect and you...
[Penny] Okay, relax, relax.
You have nothing to worry about today.
Thanks to the well-bred income source
that Dad instructed you to marry,
your trust fund is intact.
Oh, yeah, 'cause you married middle class for true love.
What? No. She never even loved Sam.
And you are pushing 40 in a crop top,
hoping your husband will throw a glance your way
on his way to the golf course.
Please, Bess, tell me what you know about love.
I know that I don't remember the last time
I saw you feel it.
I know you use us like sparring bags.
You polish up your daughter like some trophy.
Oh, perfect Penny, so good in a crisis
she can plan a whole funeral
but won't shed one single tear at it.
God, you don't love anyone.
You just tolerate them until they leave you.
[tense music]
[yelps]
Ah, Bess!
[hyperventilating]
You need to breathe. You need to breathe.
It's a panic attack, okay? It's a panic attack.
Just breathe.
It's just a pie.
You have no idea what it feels like...
to be a failure in Dad's eyes.
He still thinks that you walk on water.
Penny's broke.
She's not hurting.
She's just pretending to break down
so that you'll feel bad for her,
and you'll swoop in and defend her.
And it's working, like it always does.
Bess.
You've been the baby for a long time now.
But have you honestly forgotten what it feels like
to see your little sister cry?
♪ ♪
[♪ Marshmello & Khalid: "Numb"]
[singer] ♪ I wanna get numb numb, numb, numb... ♪
[all cheering]
[singer] ♪ 'Cause lookin' in your eyes ♪
♪ Like lookin' at the sun ♪
♪ I feel like you're the moon ♪
♪ I feel like I'm the one ♪
♪ I wanna get numb numb, numb, numb...
- I got you. Don't worry. - Here, let me take that.
Thank you.
[partier] No way.
[partier] Hey, hey.
Your fresh delivery of patriotic
and horny prep school scum.
Just what I ordered.
All right.
I'm definitely gonna need help.
Wow.
Let's go.
- Hey, Cady, listen. - [Cadence] Hey.
Um, I think Johnny's looking for you.
You have the music, right? Oh, sorry.
- Hey. - Hi. So glad you came.
On it.
- We'll see you in there. - Okay, cool.
♪ ♪
Yeah, all right.
Which one of those two girls looks like a Raquel to you?
- Okay, let's go. - [Ebon] What?
Never mind.
Wanna come to a party?
[♪ Young Dumb: "NOISY"]
[singer] ♪ I'm young, I'm dumb I'm full of it ♪
♪ I'm free, I'll run I'm livin' it ♪
♪ I'm someone's son no hypocrite ♪
♪ Never gonna grow up never gonna face it ♪
♪ I'm young, I'm dumb I'm full of it ♪
♪ I'm free, I'll run I'm livin' it ♪
♪ I'm someone's son no hypocrite ♪
♪ Never gonna grow up but I'm gonna make it...
Whoo!
Cady!
[indistinct chatter]
Cady, where's Gat?
We're gonna do a Liars shot to kick this thing off.
Oh, he's somewhere around here with, uh, Raquel.
You saw them?
Uh-huh.
Uh, Liars plus-one shot?
Ow. Okay, or not.
[cheers, laughter]
Who the fuck invited them?
The tennis boys?
Probably me. Cady needed options.
Next time you decide to invite people from my school
to my party, how about you run them by me first?
Fuck's sake, Mirren.
God, that was dramatic.
I'm so sick of all his ups and downs, man.
Hey, look, don't let it ruin your vibe.
Look at me.
I am not letting Raquel ruin mine.
Sure you're not.
Hold my beer.
[cheers]
Yeah. Whoo!
[laughter]
[Johnny] Stop, stop.
- I swear to God. - [Mirren] No. Stop it.
I told you I don't feel good.
Ow! Stop it!
Stop!
Do you remember Johnny's tennis friends from last year?
Vaguely.
Yeah, well, I thought that they were all pals and stuff,
but now I remember that when they got to the party,
Johnny was so pissed that they were there.
He had that scary look in his eye,
like he did with Blake Beaumont at the funeral.
[pensive music]
See, the key to my friendship with Johnny
is that I pretty much never pretend
to care about the intricacies of rich kid drama.
But last year, I was so caught up with you,
and you were so caught up with Raquel,
that we didn't realize that
there was something off with Johnny.
Have you ever thought that
you're not remembering for a reason,
that your mind is trying to protect you?
- My mind wants answers. - Fine. All right.
Maybe you could believe that I'm trying to protect you?
♪ ♪
You were MIA all year, Gat.
It's too late to do the whole Prince Charming thing now.
I'll just figure this out myself.
♪ ♪
[inquisitive music]
♪ ♪
Come on, Johnny.
Nice.
♪ ♪
Happy Fourth.
- [partier] Happy Fourth. - [laughing] I'm sorry.
Cady.
Hi.
Happy Fourth, Gat.
[singer] ♪ I'm over it ♪
[upbeat music]
- Hi. - Oh.
Okay.
Oh. Yeah. Love to.
♪ ♪
Another. Let's do it.
- Okay, you sure? - No, she's literally...
- I need a refill. - Okay.
Wait, you're here again?
Your cousin invited me.
It's like she doesn't know that you're a lurker.
I'm not lurking.
I'm eating a carrot stick, and I'm talking to you.
That's impossible, 'cause I'm not talking to you.
Ebon, dance with me.
Oh, I'm not much of a dancer.
Oh, come on.
- Dance with me. - [Jackson] I'll dance.
Hey, you're cute.
Okay, you're off the hook for now.
- All right. - [Cadence] All right.
[laughter]
Hi.
I'm Jackson.
Oh, you're...oh.
You're Johnny's doubles partner.
[Jackson] No, I used to be.
You're looking good.
Hey.
Where is he?
I haven't seen him this whole party.
If you came to declare your intentions, I wouldn't.
This island is cursed.
Love crashes and burns here.
No, we're way over.
Then why did you come?
The guy said Beechwood parties are legendary.
True.
And 'cause he's not answering any of my texts.
Oh, well, we don't really have Wi-Fi here.
When you see him, tell him I just wanna talk.
About what?
He'll know.
[singer] ♪ 'Cause I'm 'cause I'm, I'm over it ♪♪
[♪ John Mellencamp: "R.O.C.K. in the USA"]
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
There you are.
Having a nice time?
Oh, come on, Dad.
They're just pies.
They were important.
It's literally impossible to make you proud.
Well, nothing about any of your behavior lately
has been worthy of my pride.
Okay. Okay.
We got a little worked up about Mom's stuff.
But you know what? We are grieving.
We're just clearly not very good at it.
Grieving over her loss
or the fact that she's not around anymore to bail you out?
Look, I don't know what's happening
with Penny's finances,
but you should have seen her earlier.
She's not made of stone.
Well, Penny is spending twice her budget,
and Bess is skating along the edge of zero.
What?
Running on empty.
And then there's you.
What about me?
I thought that you and your young man,
you were staying afloat, even after you spent your trust
on drugs and fancy rehabs.
But you've been working overtime to impress me,
now trying to make pie.
You need something from me.
[pensive music]
♪ ♪
Ed and I were fine.
We had savings, enough for a wedding, IVF.
And then there was an incident at Johnny's school.
He got into some trouble,
some very bad, very expensive,
very fucked up trouble,
the kind that you would not like associated
with the Sinclair name.
So I did what I thought you would do,
and I took care of it.
And now there is nothing.
Nothing.
And Ed does not know, because if Ed knew,
he would make me do what he thinks is the right thing.
And I can't do that.
So, yes, I do need you.
♪ ♪
[dance music]
♪ ♪
- Hands off. - [partier] Hey, hey, hey!
Dance amongst yourselves.
You need some water or you're gonna be passed out
before the fireworks start.
Gat disappeared.
He's definitely trying to make out with Raquel somewhere.
Not in your kitchen, where the water is.
Go.
You jealous she's getting all the attention?
Cadence is the eldest heir in the Sinclair legacy.
If I had an issue with getting attention, I'd be screwed.
No, I was just helping a vulnerable girl out, so.
Oh, so like I was trying to do
when you were crying over Blake Beaumont
at a dock at a funeral, right?
I don't need rescuing. She does.
Look, you see that guy, Jake?
He sells pills to sixth-graders.
And Deacon is so alt-right, he's a fascist.
And Kurt sexually assaulted his best friend's sister
when she was too drunk to fight him off.
So yeah, I'm sorry, but they don't get to give my cousin
any kind of attention.
How do you know that?
It's just like you said.
People talk around people that they perceive to be invisible.
And invisibility isn't just for water taxi drivers.
It also applies to girls that they don't think are hot.
They think you're hot.
No, they think I'm weird.
And weird cancels out hot, so.
You know, I...I sort of, uh...
pride myself on being the keeper of Vineyard secrets,
you know, dark shit, secret families, embezzlers,
transphobe Republican senators
that keep gay escorts on speed dial.
Seriously, it sucks sometimes knowing all that.
Secrets poison you.
Yeah, they do.
But I keep them...
because...I don't know. I don't know.
It makes me feel powerful or something.
But I told you about Blake Beaumont,
and I told you about the thing with your mother.
Yeah, because you pitied me. You made that very clear.
No, it's because I think you're weird.
And I think you're hot.
You hate me.
Yeah, well, they're not mutually exclusive.
[singer] ♪ It's right here right now ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
♪ We run ♪
♪ Go on the run ♪
♪ Cannonball ♪♪
[clears throat]
I assume that beer is for me.
She's gonna love it.
Oh, man, I hope so.
[exhales sharply]
All right.
You're a really good person, Ed.
I mean it.
Have you ever done anything bad in your life?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, Coachella 2011.
No, I mean, like, really bad.
Are you all right?
You know you can tell me stuff.
Look, I want you to know that, Johnny.
[soft music]
I love you.
[Carrie] Ed?
What is this?
You're early. [chuckles] Um.
Johnny, will you just leave us alone?
[voice breaking] I need to talk to Ed.
What's going on?
Nothing, just family stuff.
[Ed] Family stuff? Family stuff?
- I was about to ask you... - [Carrie] Don't.
[indistinct chatter]
Thanks.
[upbeat music playing]
[partier] Hey, can you keep it down?
Oh.
That was rude.
You're rude for bringing your girlfriend to our island
and not introducing me.
- It's your island. - [Cadence] Right.
That's why you think I'm shallow and selfish,
because I have an island.
But you're still here, torturing me.
I'm...I'm torturing you?
Clearly, you're torturing me, Gat.
Clearly, I'm tortured. Like...
Yeah, Cadence, you look it.
[Cadence] Thanks...uh.
It's just not fair 'cause...ah.
Ow.
[Carrie chuckles]
I always loved my Nan's ring.
Funny, my mom wouldn't part with it for my first wedding.
I think she always knew he'd bail.
She knew I wouldn't.
So I...I need you to hear me.
Whatever it is, you can tell me.
Johnny's problems are my problems.
I am here for you, the boys, our future kids,
all of it, Carrie.
[soft music]
I can't marry you, Ed.
I'm sorry.
Because of Johnny? I don't get it.
I know. I can't...I can't explain it.
Even if I tried, you would not understand.
I got Harris's approval.
His approval is fleeting.
Fine, then we don't need him. I...
I do.
I lost my mom, and I need my dad.
I'm sorry.
I'm so, so sorry.
[singer] ♪ All right ♪
[♪ Sam & Dave: "Land of 1000 Dances"]
♪ ♪
♪ Gotta know how to pony ♪
♪ Like Bony Maronie...
He had them flown in.
From Four and Twenty Blackbirds.
A pre-order.
He didn't believe in us for a second.
Ed just asked me to marry him with Nan's ring.
I said no.
What? Why?
What...he's so likable.
Hope you got the ring back.
What is wrong with you?
God, she's deranged.
She has no regard for what you're going through.
It is a sentimental heirloom, Bess.
Well, you don't do sentiment, Penny.
You thought that I didn't need to succeed today
because I don't need Dad's money.
Did you consider that maybe I just wanted
to give him a tiny bright spot given that he just
lost the love of his life?
Mm...
go fuck yourself, Bess.
Acting like you're all so above us.
I know about your trust fund.
[scoffs] What?
Drained.
Mm!
One oat latte away from an overdraft fee.
He knows too.
Oh.
Why do you lie all the time?
Well?
[alt-J] ♪ Summer holiday ♪
♪ Having fun ♪
♪ Happiness is between two buns ♪
♪ Yes, indeed...
- [Ebon] Cute house. - [Mirren] Stop talking.
We only have 20 minutes.
To do what exactly?
Pretty much anything you'd like.
You can't surprise me. I've got a vivid imagination,
and I wanna do it all, instead of talking about it
and worrying about it.
I worry about everything all the time
while everyone else is just doing stuff.
And I got weird again.
Arms up, boat boy.
[alt-J] ♪ Dragged by my sockets to a better place...
But you hate me.
I think you're hot.
They're not mutually exclusive.
[alt-J] ♪ Summer holiday ♪
♪ Having fun ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ ♪
[Brody] Hey, gorgeous.
I'll be done in time for the fireworks.
Are you sure?
You've been hiding in here for hours.
Half your old lacrosse team's out there.
That's usually your scene.
Babe, I'll be there.
You know, you disappeared for most of the funeral too.
And I was kind of counting on you that day.
I'm so sorry.
It's a holiday, Brody.
You're in here because you're avoiding someone.
And for weeks, I thought it was me.
But it isn't...
is it?
It's one of those men out there
who pays you to manage his brand new money,
maybe even more than one.
Are you afraid that they're onto you, Brody?
Hmm?
I mean, not me, of course.
No, no need to worry about pretty little Bess.
You worry about the men so that when you screwed up
and you owe them money, you just steal it from me
because you think I'm a fucking idiot.
What? Bess, I have no idea...
No, no, no, don't you dare try to gaslight me.
That money was for our daughters.
[tense music]
How long have you been robbing them?
Get the fuck off this island.
♪ ♪
Hey, Gat.
We're all gathering to watch fireworks.
Yeah, I'm just gonna watch from here.
Not alone.
Here.
Sit on this.
There's not enough room.
Squeeze. It's an apology towel.
I'm...I'm kind of mad at you.
You're dancing with all those randoms.
I was just trying to make you jealous.
Okay?
Because I've been jealous for weeks, and it feels like shit.
If you wanted me to feel like shit, it worked.
You must have known that it killed me
when you brought Raquel today.
Raquel wasn't here today.
You told me to invite her, but I didn't.
But you...you went to go pick her up at the Vineyard.
[pensive music]
I went to break up with her.
In person, 'cause she deserves that...
...just like, uh...
she deserves better than some guy who...
...completely forgets she exists
when he's in a hammock with his best friend.
- Oh. - Yeah, I...
I fucked things up, I know.
I just...I was trying to fix it.
What happened?
Oh.
Drunk happened.
Okay.
Let me see.
It's gonna sting, all right?
Mm.
There you go.
♪ ♪
[blows gently]
[fireworks exploding]
[singer vocalizing]
Give me your hand.
My hand?
Yeah, give me your hand.
What are you doing?
You'll see.
♪ ♪
[glass shatters]
- Fuck! Oh, damn it! - [glass shatters]
Shit.
- Fuck! - [Cadence] Johnny?
- [glass shatters] - What's wrong?
[Gat] Dude, what are you doing?
Stay away from me.
You're going to fall.
[Gat] Just tell us what's going on.
No. Just leave me alone.
Let us help you.
I don't want your help, Cady, okay?
I wanna be left the fuck alone.
[cheering]
[♪ cover of The Cranberries: "Linger"]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ If you ♪
♪ If you could return ♪
♪ Don't let it burn ♪
♪ Don't let it fade ♪
♪ You're not being rude ♪
♪ It's just your attitude... ♪
Yo, Johnny. Are you proud of yourself?
Hey, they fucking deserved it, okay? [laughs]
Whoo!
[person] Hey, how much did this shit cost?
- [person] Fuck. - [person] Fuck, run.
[Johnny] No, no, no, no. Wait, wait. Hey.
Hey, Delgado, was it worth it?
- [person] Fuck! - [Jackson] Johnny, stop!
[shouting, grunting]
[Cadence gasps]
[Jackson] Johnny, stop.
Johnny, you kicked his ass. Let's go.
[Johnny] Fine, fine. Fine, fine. I'll go.
[Carrie] Cady?
What are you...
what...is this Johnny's phone?
I didn't...I'm sorry.
Why do you have it?
Uh...
[singer] ♪ Do you have to let it linger...
Oh. Oh, Johnny...
Mom, why do you have my phone?
[Carrie sobbing]
Just leave it alone, Mom. Please, just give it back.
Mom, please.
[singer] ♪ I thought nothing could go wrong ♪
♪ I was wrong ♪
♪ If you ♪
♪ If you could get by...
[Gat] Hey. You disappeared.
Got so worried.
I saw something, a video on Johnny's phone.
He hurt someone, Gat.
- You hacked his phone? - [Johnny] Yes, she did.
She unlocked my phone, and she gave it to my mother,
who is now seeing my entire private life, Cadence.
My texts with my dealer, my Grindr profile.
She's crying so hard, she won't even yell at me.
- Who does that? - You lied to me.
[Johnny] Yes, yes, I kept some secrets.
Why would that give you the right to go through my phone?
- Don't yell at her, man. - What, because she's sick?
She's also fucking crazy.
I wouldn't have to do all of this
if someone would just tell me the fucking truth.
You wanna know the truth, Cadence?
Yeah.
[Johnny] I'm a terrible person. Maybe I'm a psycho.
Maybe everything that happened to you was my fault.
You wanna believe that?
Do you wanna believe that, Cadence?
No, no, I'm fucking sick of it!
I'm sick of the fucking victim card!
Hey, stop, dude!
What did you do, Johnny?
What did you do?
[ears ringing]
[groaning]
Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
[muffled voices]
[person] How can you sleep?
Are you okay?
Cadence!
Somebody please get fucking help!
Cadence! Get help, please.
Cady. What happened? What happened?
[singer] ♪ Do you have to? Do you have to...
You're all right. You're all right.
[singer] ♪ Do, do, do, do ♪
♪ Do you have to let it linger? ♪
[Bonnie] What's wrong with her?
Cady, Cady, Cady, Cady.
[singer] ♪ The sky, the sky, the sky ♪
♪ Is running out of blue ♪
♪ No matter how I try ♪
♪ There's no breaking through ♪
♪ Oh, save me now ♪
[soft dramatic music]
♪ I try but I can't help myself ♪
♪ I need the hands of someone else right now ♪
♪ ♪
[singer vocalizing]
♪ ♪
♪ I need the hands of someone else right now ♪♪