[Cadence] What happened the night of my accident, Mom?
Just tell me!
I have told you! Over and over again!
And every time, you had an episode.
You cannot ask me to cause you pain.
Is that ivory?
You will want to include them
in an asset inventory, though.
You're changing your will?
To account for new circumstances.
What did you do, Johnny?
[Johnny] This kid, Delgado, I kicked his ass.
I found out he was in the hospital.
I called my mom, and she fixed it.
- She paid him off? - [Johnny] Yeah.
But Beaumont has a video, and it'll go viral if I don't pay.
I do have something valuable to offer Gat...
Tipper's scholarship program.
You have an interview back in New York.
Hey, you have to try again.
[Harris] Cadence will be just fine.
I won't let her make the same mistakes that you did.
[indistinct radio chatter]
[helicopter whirring]
Is someone hurt? On the island, is someone hurt?
[sirens wailing]
[pensive music]
[Cadence] I'm scared, Mirren.
I don't think my memory can be trusted.
I think I might be crazy.
You know, not just head-injury crazy,
but hallucination, psycho, actual crazy.
I think my mom might be right, that I'm lying to myself.
I just...I don't know what's real.
God, reality is overrated.
I was hoping that you could confirm or deny some memories.
Sure.
I have these flashes from Summer 16
that I still can't place.
You filling up the boat with gas.
Granddad at the end of summer beach bonfire.
And the four of us Liars together.
The four of us.
I thought that when Gat left, I might never see him again,
but he came back, didn't he?
Gat will always come back for you, Cady.
I heard the two of you at Cuddledown the other night.
[giggles] Stop.
Cady, I think you should leave him alone.
That's just... making things harder.
How?
I love him.
I don't want...
You know I've always loved him.
No, I just don't want either of you guys
to get hurt, that's all.
Look, Gat is worth the risk, okay?
My whole life is pills and headaches and my mom and...
I'm sorry.
...he is the only thing that...
I can't...I can't feel sorry for you.
You're the first Sinclair grandchild.
You have money. You have a doctor.
You have education.
It's not like you're dying of cancer or anything, so.
Everything's possible for you.
Bonnie.
The sun. You're blocking it.
You're turning red.
Hi, Bonnie.
Cady, tell me a ghost story.
I'm fresh out. Ask Mirren.
Hilarious.
I tried to tell her one last night.
I messed up the narratives.
I was too tired.
Cadence, you also know that you're
the only source of entertainment on this island.
[sighs]
Come on.
Fine.
There was once a king with three beautiful princesses.
Not a fairy tale...
a horror story.
I promise, this one gets scary.
Cadence, I'm heading to town.
Join me.
Um...just me?
Come on, let's go.
See you guys later.
[relaxed music]
[gulls squawking]
♪ ♪
[Harris] Hi.
"Proceeds to Martha's Vineyard Migrants."
I know you can't resist a charitable cause.
Licorice, that's your favorite, isn't it?
It's lemon cream.
Then lemon cream it is.
Yep, lemon cream it is.
- [vendor] Here we go. - All right.
Thank you.
- Oh. - [Harris] What?
So that's what this is about.
You brought me to go see a doctor?
You've seen every doctor in New England.
No, I'm gonna go in and say hello to Moriarty.
He's an old friend.
I'll just...
I'll meet you, uh...
here. Here.
I'll meet you at the bookstore.
My mom says I shouldn't be left alone
since I had that episode.
Look.
I made a mistake with your mother and her sisters.
I let them squander their opportunity,
choose unworthy partners,
dig themselves into deep holes with their silver spoons.
But not you.
You're the first grandchild.
You are a fresh chance.
And you are of sound mind.
And I expect you to act accordingly.
Understood?
Can't just outclass PTSD.
Combat veterans have PTSD.
You have a lack of guff and gall.
Lemon cream.
Your favorite.
Have one.
[Cadence] There was once a king
whose island was under siege.
A fire-breathing dragon was burning his villages.
And every brave warrior he sent to slay the beast
was slaughtered.
The king reasoned
that while all the armored knights failed,
a beautiful maiden might melt the dragon's heart.
Luckily, he had three daughters.
[slash echoes]
First, he sent his strongest daughter to face the dragon.
She went gladly to save the kingdom.
Its claws shredded her to pieces.
So he sent his sweetest daughter,
who was glad to earn his love, to beg the dragon for mercy.
It swallowed her in one bite.
The king turned to his eldest daughter.
She saw his grief and was eager to please him,
to save his crops and strongholds.
The dragon turned her to ashes.
[singer] ♪ He will not weather it ♪
♪ Like that man ♪
Oh, good, you found the new dress I got you.
Do you like it?
I don't need more dresses.
I was trying to make you smile.
You don't despair over boys, Cadence.
It's pitiful. Sinclairs are not pitied.
Gat is gone.
Can I have two minutes of despair
before I have to put my chin up?
Or you could be happy for him.
Grateful to your granddad for giving him
such an amazing opportunity,
even after you all disrespected Tipper's
favorite summer tradition.
Granddad is the one who ruined the lemon hunt
with all those crazy prizes.
He is a capitalist.
He just believes that competition makes
the best people rise to the top.
That's why I need you to be at your best tonight.
Look, he's been revising his will.
Given the way he tested us at the hunt,
I think he plans to leave all of it
to one favored daughter or grandchild.
Don't you ever get sick of being a Sinclair?
[scoffs]
You say that like we have a choice.
We will always be Sinclairs.
The only choice that you have
is if you will be a Sinclair fallen from grace,
a pitied, poor little rich girl whose newfound misfortune
thrills the teeming masses, or if you will be
a Sinclair with potential.
You wanna make a difference in the world, Cadence?
Great.
Build orphanages.
Fund social justice movements.
Topple evil empires.
But honey, you are gonna need a lot of money
to get that done.
I am only asking you to be your polite, lovely,
intelligent self to ease your grandfather's heartache...
and to remind him how much you miss Tipper.
[Cadence] I do miss her.
Lemons always make me think of her.
Hmm.
You know, you're making feelings I actually have
feel very cheap.
[♪ Hozier: "Through Me (The Flood)"]
♪ ♪
Nothing on Beechwood is cheap.
♪ ♪
[Cadence] The question, of course, is this.
Who really killed the princesses?
The dragon or the king?
[singer] ♪ Every time ♪
♪ I burn through the world I'd see ♪
♪ That the world ♪
♪ It burns through me ♪♪
Don't. Don't do that.
What?
Don't be gentle with me.
I'm going into battle today.
I don't need to be coddled.
[whispering] I need to be provoked.
♪ ♪
[dramatic ethereal music]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Mom, you're bleeding.
[Carrie] Wear a jacket to dinner tonight, okay?
You rattled Harris with that lemon hunt stunt.
Now the summer is ending, and with it, any opportunity
to win back favors.
And if we can't win him over?
If it's...if it's gone too far already, what?
Then what?
When you were born, he called you his bright young heir.
Said that you were made in his image or...
some bullshit like that.
I'm not, though.
I'm not like him.
I'm different from Harris, Mom.
I don't think I'm the type of Sinclair boy that he wants.
I'm saying...
[pensive music]
I wanna tell you something, Mom.
And it's...
Stop, stop.
Johnny, we can have this conversation tomorrow.
I promise.
Right now, I have to get Will packed.
I...it's just...
[gulls squawking]
♪ ♪
[Will] You can talk to me about it.
I think you're a good Sinclair boy.
Just so you know.
[chuckles]
[sniffles]
Thanks, buddy. Thanks a lot.
It's okay. Everything's cool.
I love you.
Love you too.
♪ ♪
[Mirren sniffs]
I know. I'm gonna get ready for dinner.
No, the twins are looking for you.
Your dad's taking them to camp for the weekend.
What happened? Did you fall?
Oh, um, no. I'm okay.
The staff hasn't been tending to the tennis courts properly.
I swear they're getting lazier.
Here.
Take these to the family dock.
You can probably still catch them.
[scoffs] I'm good.
Your sisters wanna say goodbye to you, Mirren.
Yeah, well, I don't wanna see Dad.
Your hair looks nice today.
[clicking]
Hey, light.
[giggles]
- [Johnny] There you go. - [Mirren] Yeah.
I know he had to go, but...
I keep looking out at the water,
thinking maybe he'll change his mind and come back.
[pensive music]
Blame fairy tales.
[clock gongs]
Well, it's time for dinner.
With a side of extreme scrutiny.
I feel like we're walking into a tribunal.
I feel like summer ending
is the end of days for our mothers.
Well, at least Gat is spared this one.
There were summers before Gat.
And there will be summers after.
[children's laughter echoing]
[ethereal music]
♪ ♪
- Ooh. - Yeah.
Thank you. [clears throat]
[Harris] Oh, thank you. Sherry.
Well, you all look lovely.
All right, sit.
♪ ♪
What a relief to finally have the island to ourselves.
It's better this way.
I'm sure you agree.
Just us.
We're missing the smallest Sinclairs.
I assume they didn't cast out, unsupervised, to the sea.
The twins have their horse camp in Boston, remember?
[Carrie] Uh, Will wanted to go, too, so we signed him up,
and Brody took them earlier today.
And why didn't one of you escort the kids to camp?
We thought that you wouldn't want us
to miss this family dinner.
Well, is this particular dinner important for some reason
that I am unaware of?
So important that you would entrust your children to him?
Well, they're his children.
Will's not.
[Mirren] Dad made a mistake.
It's not like he's gonna traffic the twins
to make good with the IRS.
Come on.
Okay, look.
I hold members of this family to a high standard.
Mirren, your father, he didn't accidentally
steal from his clients and from the trust fund
that I worked hard to provide to you and your mother.
Brody schemed and lied.
A mistake is made one time... when made repeatedly,
it becomes a pattern.
And patterns of behavior define character.
Thus, he is a criminal.
Isn't that right, Bess?
[soft tense music]
You don't have to worry about Mirren, Dad.
She knows right from wrong.
I'm a very hands-on parent.
I really learned from watching Carrie's struggles.
Excuse me?
[Bess] Oh, that's not a criticism, Care.
I'm saying that I admire your progress.
You could barely hold it together
when Johnny was little,
and now he's a fine young man.
Honestly, when you consider all of the obstacles
that he's had to overcome at home,
what's a little vandalism and assault, hmm?
Bitsy Beaumont called me.
She said she found something on her son's phone?
It will be handled.
We will not talk about that incident again.
Understood?
Yeah, I figured you'd call Thatcher in to fix it, Dad.
He is such a pro at making ugly secrets just disappear,
which is why I really do think he's an excellent addition
to your divorce team, Pen.
[slurp halts]
- I... - [inhales sharply]
[stammers]
Sorry, I picked up the landline.
It was an innocent mistake.
- [dogs barking] - Are the goldens fed?
I'll get them.
How'd you get those scratches, Bess?
Excuse me?
Well, I wasn't gonna say anything,
but it seems like we are saying things.
So, um, you have a chain-link fence on your back.
You might not wanna show so much skin
the next time you and the lobster hunter
wanna defile the tennis court.
But if you wanna go ahead and keep talking to me
about parenting...
[Carrie] I'd love to talk to you about parenting.
[Lydia clears throat]
The second course, sir.
Indeed.
And the Glengoyne single malt from the study, please, Lydia.
Yes, sir.
- [dogs continue barking] - Penny...
I'm on it!
[sighs deeply]
[dogs whimpering]
It's coming, it's coming.
Why is everyone so tense today?
What are you doing?
I'm giving the dogs their thunder pills.
They get agitated when we're agitated.
You're just sitting there while they destroy each other.
[Penny] That is the plan.
Let Bess bring both guns blazing to the battle of wits
and let Carrie's ticking time bomb go off
while you and I, we just sit there, impeccable.
But you didn't expect them to bring up your ugly secrets.
Cadence...
I know it doesn't seem like it right now,
but you and I, we are winning.
All we have to do is stay the course and deflect.
Beechwood is not supposed to be like this!
Summers here are supposed to be perfect!
Aw, kid, life is never perfect.
I know when you are little, you are protected from that.
You are sent off to horse camp at the first sign
that things are messy so that later,
yes, you can have these watercolor, idyllic memories
to wax nostalgic about.
You are not little anymore.
Welcome to the real family tradition.
Mom.
Pro tip...dog benzos and human benzos?
Same fucking benzos.
Come on, guys.
Close the door when you leave. They feel safe in here.
[pensive music]
♪ ♪
[dogs bark softly]
Well, try a tartlet.
Lydia's outdone herself.
Oh, that's all right, I'm gonna save room for salad.
Just have...one.
Absolutely.
Mmm.
Oh, that reminds me, Cady, tell your grandad
what you were saying to me earlier about the lemons,
what they always remind you of.
Did you know lemons are kind of a symbol of colonization?
[soft tense music]
It's true, Granddad.
Yeah, Columbus brought citrus seeds from the Americas.
So technically, our yearly lemon fest tradition
only exists because of a genocidal slave trader.
Whoa, fascinating.
Well, that is her AP history talking,
because she is determined to get into Harvard
on her own merit, Dad.
[Harris] Well, I've been thinking a lot
about Harvard lately.
I think it might be nice to leave a good portion
of my estate to my alma mater.
[Cadence] Actually, you know, I didn't learn the thing
about Columbus and the lemons from history class, Mom.
Gat read about it.
[Harris's fork clinks]
He's the smartest Liar, right?
[Mirren] You know what?
Maybe next year we should have an apple hunt.
Or drop the hunt entirely.
Um...
He's being sarcastic.
Well, the lemon hunt is, uh...
it's Tipper's favorite tradition.
My mom says that traditions lack
originality and imagination.
- No, I didn't. - Yes, you did.
No, I didn't.
[Johnny] When you and Ed froze embryos,
I remember you had an argument about
whether you were gonna get married first.
Actually, it wasn't an argument.
I know it was... more love between you guys.
But I remember you said, "Fuck tradition, baby."
I remember.
That's what you said.
Well, I don't know why you had to bring embryos into it.
And God, you knew you would
never go through with that, Carrie.
I wanted a baby with Ed.
- [scoffs] Until you didn't. - Yes, I d...
I still do.
Well, then you must have wanted something else more.
- [fork clinks] - [exhales]
♪ ♪
- Did you trade your partner? - That is enough, Penny.
W...what does... what does that mean?
Eat your tartlet.
[Harris] Cadence, tell me...
...how is Windemere?
Bess was, uh, worried that you two
might be lonely with five bedrooms.
We are not lonely.
Cadence loves Windemere because you built it for me, Dad.
She wants to raise her children there.
Tell him, Cady.
It's too big.
Well, next summer, perhaps you two will take Cuddledown.
And Bess and the girls can take Windemere.
No, no, no, no.
I won't be here next summer.
Not if it's like this.
I'm gonna go travel.
With Gat.
Oh, Jesus Christ, I don't understand your need
to constantly bring up that boy at my table.
Why do you always call him that?
You never say his name.
It's always "that boy" or "kid."
Or "young man."
You always called Ed "young man."
[Carrie] Stop talking about Ed.
- He has gray hair. - Stop!
Then tell me what she meant just then,
when she said that you traded him?
For what?
An inheritance, Mom?
You made her choose?
- More wine, Miss? - Just...just leave the bottle.
[Harris] Penny, relax.
[mumbling] God, it's kind of hard to relax when
you make us all fucking crazy.
We don't mumble.
She said that you're making them crazy, Granddad.
- Mirren! - [slams hand on table]
- [Harris] All right, listen! - [squeals]
All of you, pull yourselves together.
If you are going crazy, it's your own damn choice.
All right.
The inheritance...
...is no longer a factor.
Hmm? The plans have been made.
Thatcher will collect the papers
and file them in the morning.
And you will each get exactly what you've earned,
exactly...what you deserve.
After all, I can't leave my estate
to a bunch of crazy people.
[Cadence] Hey.
What did they mean about Gat and Ed and the inheritance?
Franklin? Eleanor?
- Granddad. - Where are the dogs?
Asleep in the laundry.
Did you tell Carrie you would cut her off
because she was with Ed?
Carrie's a grown woman.
She had a choice to make.
You never liked them, did you?
Gat and Ed.
You could barely stomach them.
That's why you never use their names.
On the contrary, they never liked us.
No. I have high standards, Cadence.
I will not apologize for them.
White standards?
Are you saying I'm racist?
I think you don't like Gat with me,
and you don't like Carrie with Ed.
I think you tolerated them for a long time
because you wanted to believe
certain things about who you are.
No, I believe in who we are, who we have been for centuries.
It's my duty to protect this family.
You tolerated Gat and Ed.
But when Carrie talked about babies, it made you sick.
You couldn't let them mess up the family.
Sinclairs are blonde and square-chinned.
We freckle in the sun.
That's what this is, isn't it?
You don't want Indian grandchildren.
You don't wanna ruin the pictures.
Oh, for Christ's sake, Cadence, I'm a Democrat!
[gasps] No!
[muffled] Grandad!
[tense music]
Granddad! Granddad!
[voice echoing] Help!
Cadence?
Oh.
I'm right...here.
Oh.
Oh, no...oh, no...
The hair. I almost didn't recognize you.
Are you all right?
[chuckles] Uh, grandfathers,
they never like hair dye.
What did Dr. Moriarty have to say?
Oh, um, he, um...
he said that, oh, um, that the oysters are, uh,
at the First Street market... they're...
they are particularly good...today.
Uh, we'll pick some up on the way home.
[helicopter whirring]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[paramedic] A 68-year-old male with head trauma.
ETA 12 minutes.
- I'm so sorry, I didn't... - It's okay. It's okay.
Search his office for the draft of his will.
Search everywhere.
If it doesn't favor us, burn it.
Bess, pack his bag!
Carrie, call Harbor Services.
You need a water taxi to the mainland.
No, I'll just come with you right now.
There is only room for one.
Oh, God. She is good in a crisis.
That for Penny or Dad?
The whole fucking universe.
♪ ♪
You were so mean to Carrie.
We're sisters.
We don't have to be kind all the time.
Yeah, well, you could be.
And you weren't sisterly bitchy.
You were just mean.
You know, just once I'd like to be the one
you take a stand to defend.
Harris was poking at me, and I needed to pivot.
Can you grab his slippers?
Yeah, which ones?
Uh, either. Both.
I don't care.
None of this should be happening right now.
- Except your father... - Oh, my God!
We know Dad screwed up, Mom.
But when did you know it?
Was it before or after you decided
to fuck Salty Dan all over this island?
Don't you dare throw that in my face!
Which part? The boathouse?
- Stop. - The tennis court?
- Stop. - Is that a mistake?
Or is that a pattern?
And which one defines character again, Mom?
Stop it!
I was the good daughter.
Carrie's a crisis.
Penny's a brick wall.
And now he thinks that I'm the weak one.
But I was the good one.
When Rosemary died, I was the baby,
and everyone was supposed to love me the most.
Oh, God.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I stayed close to home.
And I hate Boston!
I hate it!
I wanted sunshine and sand and desert roses.
I wanted desert roses.
I didn't get to go because my sisters left,
and I had to stay in case my mom or dad needed me.
I didn't starve myself.
Or take pills.
I didn't make messes.
I sure as hell had to get my hands dirty cleaning them up,
but I didn't complain because I am the good daughter.
And I am the good wife. And I'm the good mother!
And I'm the good one!
[panting]
What the hell happened to me?
[soft uneasy music]
♪ ♪
What are you looking for?
Oh.
Nothing.
Well, don't stop looking on my account.
Do you think he'll be okay?
Yeah.
He'll be fine.
Do you want him to be?
What kind of question is that?
One that deserves an actual answer.
Yes.
Johnny, I don't, um, hate my father.
I think I might a little.
Ran off Gat.
Made you break up with Ed.
That's what that all was, right?
He paid off the debt that I caused on one condition, right?
You couldn't marry Ed.
Yes.
That doesn't make you furious?
'Cause I'd be angry if I were you, Mom.
But you're so calm.
I am focused.
I have to go to the hospital.
And I might need to spend the night on the Vineyard,
so I need to make sure that I have everything.
And...that's it.
Yeah, okay, well, then let me help you find
what you're looking for, Mom. [rattles pill bottle]
♪ ♪
Bottom shelf, behind the cast iron that no one uses.
Right?
I always knew your hiding spots.
Just haven't had to look for a long time.
But I know this you, Mom.
Nothing gets under your skin. You're zen.
I remember this you from when I was little,
when Dad was around.
And he'd see red.
And you were always just... very still.
And then you got sober.
And Will's only ever known you as this...
beautiful blur of motion.
But then Ed left,
and now I see this you, this old you, every f...
every night.
Those are Gran's pain pills for her knees, Mom,
and she never left them where you could see them,
because she was trying to protect you from yourself.
But now she's gone.
And you never talk about it.
You never talk to me.
You're so...calm.
So still.
We will talk about this... tomorrow.
♪ ♪
Well, that was...
[blows out air]
God, I hope we're not like them.
I think it's genetically unavoidable.
[Gat] Cady!
Cady!
[heartfelt music]
Gat.
♪ ♪
[Mirren giggles]
- [all laugh] - [Gat] Wait, are you all okay?
I saw a helicopter.
What...what happened?
Total Last Supper vibes.
I don't think I've ever seen this place dirty.
Lydia was literally scrubbing blood off the patio steps.
So you know, I couldn't watch,
and I sent the whole staff home.
They went through enough today.
So we have the whole island to ourselves?
[Cadence] For the first time ever, yeah.
We could do anything we want.
Huh.
[sucks teeth]
- I'll stack. - I'll scrub.
- I'll load. - I'll dry.
[Johnny] Let's do it.
[♪ Hozier: "Eat Your Young"]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ I'm starving, darling ♪
♪ I wanna smell the dinner cooking ♪
♪ I wanna feel the edges start to burn...
[squeals] Stop!
[singer] ♪ Honey, I wanna race you to the table ♪
♪ If you hesitate, the gettin' is gone ♪
♪ I won't lie ♪
♪ If there's something to be gained ♪
♪ There's money to be made ♪
♪ Whatever is still to come ♪
♪ Get some ♪
♪ Pull up the ladder when the flood comes ♪
♪ Throw enough rope until the legs have swung ♪
♪ Seven new ways that you can eat your young ♪
♪ Come and get some ♪
♪ Skinning the children for a war drum ♪
♪ Putting food on the table, selling ♪
♪ Eat your young...
- [metal grinding] - [yelps, laughs]
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ Come and get some ♪
♪ Skinning the children for a war drum ♪
♪ Putting food on the table, selling bombs and guns ♪
♪ It's quicker and easier to eat your young ♪♪
♪ ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ ♪
[all] Cheers!
[night bird calling]
[kisses]
Ah.
I found them.
[mock gasps] Not the good scissors.
[mock gasps] Gran never let us use them.
We're completely unsupervised, and you wanna collage?
It's on brand.
No, my brand is people-pleasing bullshit.
And you know what?
If I want desert roses, I'm gonna chase desert roses.
I don't wanna be some old lady crying about desert roses!
Well, you're pretty much my favorite person
on this whole stupid planet.
So I am all for whatever happens next.
[giggles]
[soft music]
♪ ♪
What are you doing up here?
It's not obvious?
Pretending I'm king of Beechwood Island.
What, did you overthrow the last guy?
No, no, I...
married into the line of succession.
[chuckles] Okay.
- Yeah. - No, I like this fairy tale.
Tell me more.
Okay, okay.
Together, we slay the dragons
and return the land where it's always summer
to its former glory.
Gates are always open.
All are welcome.
No one's ever banished.
Why'd you come back?
You were finally free of this place.
I love this place.
It's where I found you.
Actually, I found you, hiding in a boathouse.
[both chuckle]
Yeah, yeah.
I did that after my dad died.
I'd get overwhelmed and try to find some tiny nook
to hide from real life.
And then you came in.
You bent down, you looked at me,
and you went, are you real?
[giggles]
- Remember that? - Yeah.
You asked me if I was real, like as if...
I don't know, as if I didn't have to be.
Like life could just be cannonballs
and Scrabble tiles and...
and you and Johnny and Mirren.
Reality could wait.
Hands.
- Give me your hands. - Okay.
Come on.
You know, I think Beechwood is
a tiny nook that we're all hiding in.
But reality is starting to seep in.
"Always do what you're afraid to do."
It's a motto.
Or, you know, a reminder,
in case you ever find yourself
looking for a safe space to hide.
Give me the pen.
- And your hands. - Okay.
♪ 'Cause nothing ever really dies...
You know, at the beginning of the summer,
you thought that I didn't see you.
[soft music]
But I do now.
My family never will, though.
God, I do not know what to do.
I just don't know how to slay the dragons.
"Never surrender to the devil you know best."
[♪ Bob Seger: "Old Time Rock and Roll"]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ Just take those old records on the shelf ♪
♪ I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself ♪
♪ Today's music ain't got the same soul ♪
♪ I like that old time rock and roll ♪
♪ Don't try to take me to a disco ♪
♪You'll never even get me out on the floor ♪
♪ In ten minutes I'll be late for the door ♪
♪ I like that old time rock and roll ♪
♪ Still like that old time rock and roll ♪
♪ That kind of music just soothes the soul ♪
♪ I reminisce about the days of old...
[thud]
[Johnny] Oh, fuck!
Shit, shit.
[music stops]
[gasps]
The moms are going to kill you.
It was an accident.
Those things cost, like, a hundred grand each.
[door opens and closes]
Fuck it.
- [shrieks] - [thud]
- Mirren! - What?
[chuckling] That shit doesn't matter.
Why are you guys all looking at me like that?
Come on.
It's not like we're gonna sell that on the black market
and save a starving family.
We barely know how to get on the dark web.
Your hair, Mirren.
- It looks awesome. - [Johnny] I know!
I know, I said that.
Thank you.
It's symbolic.
Just like those dumb elephants are.
We're gonna be grounded until graduation.
[phone ringing]
Oh, my God, Granddad!
- Okay. - [Gat] Pants, Jonathan.
Yeah, I know.
[ringing continues]
[Mirren] Wait.
What if they're calling to say that Granddad's dead?
[ringing continues]
Hello?
We say "Sinclair residence" when we pick up the phone.
[Cadence] Great, I'll add it to the list of things we do.
Is Granddad okay?
[Penny] Is it loud on my end?
I'm sure it is.
They refused to give us a private waiting area.
We've been in this petri dish for hours.
- Is he okay? - [Penny] Yeah, he's fine.
He's had a...a concussion and a few stitches.
There was a lot of blood.
Well, he's elderly and had a drink.
It was a head wound.
It was the trifecta.
His CTs came back with some abnormalities,
uh, not from the fall.
Seems he's been skipping checkups.
Wait, so there's something wrong with his brain?
It would explain a lot.
We're transferring him to Boston.
- He's a beloved benefactor... - Hey, have you seen him?
He's not in his room.
[Penny] You lost him?
You know he refuses to see a doctor
outside of a putting green.
[Penny] Oh, my God, Christ. He thinks he's invincible.
I have to go.
Okay, let's go find Dad.
Well, he's alive.
Yay.
- What is that? - [Mirren] Oh! What?
[Cadence] Oh.
Foam party!
Like Ibiza.
Mirren, have you ever loaded a dishwasher before?
I don't think I'm gonna be very good
at being a poor person.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- [Cadence giggles] - Question.
What?
Is it messed up to feel this happy with you
when your grandfather just got helicoptered to the hospital?
He thinks it's messed up that you and I feel this way
about each other at all.
I didn't think you'd notice.
♪ ♪
I'm sorry I didn't notice sooner.
I'm sorry about so many things.
Hey.
You have nothing to apologize for.
[Johnny] Oh! Sorry.
Wait, if you wanna be alone, we...
Come on, losers, get in here.
[sighs] That's good, yeah.
[Cadence sighs]
You guys remember Summer 9,
when we had our sleepover in here?
Yeah, and we wanted to sleep outside,
but the moms were riled up
about hypothermia and sand crabs.
[chuckles] Yeah, so Granddad brought us in here,
made us some s'mores, told us stories,
like how his dad started the newspaper,
or how he wooed Gran away from that other guy.
How can Harris be that person,
our Granddad, and then...
who he was tonight?
Maybe our granddad who taught us
water safety and checkers
is just locked up in his mind and needs to be rescued.
Maybe if we just talk to him or you...
Talk to him?
I'm sorry, guys.
I mean, I...
I wanna believe that people are capable of change
because, I mean, if they're not,
what is the point in trying?
But...
look, it's...it's one thing to see a racist politician
on the TV or hear shitty comments on the subway,
I mean, from someone I don't even know.
I mean, I've dealt with that my entire life.
But this?
This is different.
I mean, Harris...
[stammers] Harris has known me since I was a little boy.
He's seen me chase fireflies and dig up seashells.
And...and he still hates me.
And I didn't even do anything, you know?
I mean, what have I done?
I haven't done anything apart from just being me.
The point is...
talking, Mirren...
no offense, but talking is not gonna do shit.
As a matter of fact, nothing will ever
fucking make a difference.
I'm sorry.
He's your grandfather.
I didn't...I didn't mean...
No, he's our granddad.
And he's a racist piece of shit
who doesn't like Gat or Ed
because of the color of their skin.
There is no use in trying to talk to him.
I think we all know that.
He's too far gone.
It's way too late.
If he was always like this, no wonder all the moms'
priorities became so skewed.
Maybe he's been torturing them
with these inheritance games for a long time now,
and we just...
we were just too young to notice it.
Well, game over, because he's pouring it all
into a new student hall for Harvard.
Not all of it.
What is that?
The last will and testament of Harris Sinclair.
[scoffs]
[Cadence] Your mom gets the Boston house when he dies.
[Mirren] My mom hates Boston.
- And he probably knew that. - [Johnny] Hmm.
And Carrie gets a quarterly stipend.
It's a lot of money.
What's the catch?
She only gets it if she stays unmarried.
- Same with my mom. - Mm.
[Mirren] What?
Your mom has a secret Black boyfriend or something?
[laughter]
No, but she definitely has some secrets.
I mean, you saw Bess, right?
You heard her at dinner tonight.
[sighs] You know, tomorrow...
...we're gonna leave this island,
and the moms will yell about the...
the elephants and the Persian rugs
and Mirren's hair because that's what Sinclairs do.
Yeah, we spiral over things that mean nothing.
Cady. [laughs]
He'll be so mad.
We refuse to talk about anything real.
[laughter]
And then we cover things up and go back to normal.
We should trash the house and crash his boat,
run naked through Edgartown.
Give him something real to yell about.
[in upper class accent] Oh, the Sinclair angels
would never do something so uncouth.
No, no, but you guys were under the influence
of the brown boy.
He could be a cult leader, right?
I mean, he's so charismatic and cunning.
- [laughter] - Oh, my God.
Can you imagine the headlines?
No, there wouldn't be any.
I'm serious.
He would cover it up, make it disappear.
[soft tense music]
♪ ♪
God.
What if we made...
a mess so big...
...only a Sinclair could clean it up?
What if all the petty material things
that tore our family apart were just gone?
Just like that.
Okay, I think Cady's the cult leader.
[giggling]
I'm serious.
I mean, Clairmont is built on a foundation of hate.
[fire sizzles]
Ooh.
[giggles]
[Cadence] We could tear it down.
Teach Harris and the moms the ultimate lesson.
[Johnny] What did you have in mind?
[tense music]
[eerie warbling]
♪ ♪
[muffled hospital chatter]
Hey, you're back.
You okay?
[panting] There was a fire.
I remember it now.
We burnt this place to the ground.
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ Howl, caught in the open ♪
[♪ Novo Amor: "Pteryla"]
♪ Down, it's bleak and it's sobering ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Flower bloom in the broken ♪
♪ Cower, doped to recovering ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Grow crown and suffer ♪
♪ You stole ♪
♪ You stole in featherweight ♪
♪ Bring an ocean down ♪♪