Previously on “Life Sentence”...
Peter: The Nortons wanted a fast escrow,
so they offered to let me stay in the guest house.
My brother would make the best barista.
Woman: Welcome aboard.
Put them on the bottom of the coffee cup
and I'll pay you in the tip jar.
What the hell?
You're under arrest.
Those pills that I was selling...
Schedule II drug, which means...
You're facing a felony charge.
I'm married to an incredible man,
and it really sucks to know that he might never understand
what I'm going through the way that you do.
Wes: Do you have feelings for him?
Yes, I have a connection with him,
but he's just a friend.
There aren't words to describe how that makes me feel.
Are we going to be okay?
I don't know.
Stella: The funny thing about my family is,
when times are good, we fall apart,
but throw in a crisis
and we come together to battle as one.
We're strong.
We're focused.
We're brave.
And compassionate.
We're like the Justice League,
bonded together in a sacred mission to fight crime.
Sure, in this case,
the crime was a felony committed by my brother.
Still, we were there for him to lean on.
But the real hero of my family was Dad.
Aiden: Oh, wow.
I just got off the phone
with Asheville's top defense attorney.
He's taking the case, and he thinks we can fight this.
Even though I'm guilty?
Let's not say that anymore.
I appreciate you stepping up for me.
Of course.
A night in jail was one thing, but this is your future.
Okay, hands in.
Come on, hands in.
- Come on. - Um...
“Innocent until proven guilt”" on three.
One... two... three.
All: Innocent until proven guilty!
- That was weird. - Hey, Peter.
- Oh, hi. Uh, this is my whole family. - Hi.
- Hi - Hi.
It's nice to meet you all.
Woman: It looks like quite a meal.
You guys celebrating something fun?
Just my recent drug arrest.
It's a nice, narcotic-free family dinner.
Oh, I may have taken a Valium earlier.
- We should go inside. - Yes, uh, we should.
It was good to meet you all.
Good one.
Yep, it felt like everyone in this family
was closer than ever.
- Night. - Night.
Almost everyone.
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Hey.
So, I've been thinking...
Mnh-mnh, you're not going to try to convince me
to adopt a hairless cat again, are you?
No. Wait, why? Have you changed your mind?
Okay.
Well, actually what I was going to say is
I know that things between us have been...
well, not great.
I just... I can't figure out the right word.
The point is...
I want to fix things.
How do you propose we do that?
By fast-forwarding to the end of this fight.
We both know you're eventually going to forgive me
because that is what we do... we fight, forgive, repeat.
We're like relationship shampoo.
Let's lather up and rinse.
Eh, probably wasn't my best metaphor.
Babe, I don't know how I can fast-forward
past the fact that you told another man
that he knows you better than I do.
Neither do I. I hate knowing that I hurt you.
I love you,
like, a whole big bushel full of whole-kernel corn,
and that is a whole lot.
My grandmother used to say that to me.
She was an odd woman who loved corn.
Wes, I'm trying here.
And I appreciate the effort,
but I don't think there's anything you can do...
except give it time.
I wished Wes and I were as united as my family was
behind Aiden, but we weren't.
We were divided. And we weren't the only ones.
Okay, and so, while Fiona is very advanced,
Frank is actually struggling to keep up.
We'd like to recommend holding him back next year.
Seriously?
It's kindergarten. They're making hand roosters.
Is that what those were?
Frank's look like a little lumpy dinosaur. It...
I'm sorry. What you were saying?
At this age, we look for social markers,
and Frank seems to be showing all the signs
of being a people-pleaser and a follower.
So, he's nice and popular.
- Mrs. Rojas... - We're not holding our son back
because he's easy-going and bad at tracing.
W-Which is a conclusion that we will draw at home,
after we think about it.
You sure you don't want breakfast?
No, I'm good.
Dad's got me jogging to clear my head.
- It's actually kind of working. - We'll see you when you get back.
Bye.
How do you like your coffee?
You made my coffee every day for 30 years.
You know how I like my coffee.
I thought I knew how you liked your sex, too,
- but apparently I... - Milk and sugar is great.
We're, though... yeah.
Hey.
How are you doing with everything?
- Good. - Oh.
You know, I haven't been on my own since before I met you,
and it's kind of nice.
That's a lie.
It's terrifying.
But Lizzie and Diego are helping me through it,
which is good.
Must be weird living in the shadow of our former life.
Peter: It's awful.
I've spent so much time watching the Nortons,
my elbow wore the paint off that windowsill.
Oh, buddy, don't do it.
I'm warning you.
Wait for it. Wait for it.
I guess I should have fixed that years ago, huh?
Oh, no. It's part of the charm.
- You miss our old house? - I miss our old life.
Well, maybe just the good parts I remember.
Ah, we're still a family, Peter.
No matter what life throws at us,
although I wish it would stop throwing
quite so much in our direction.
A lawyer's going to help,
but he is expensive.
That's what I wanted to talk to you about.
I'd like to use some of the money we made selling the house
for his retainer,
but I wanted to run that by you first.
That is a pleasant surprise.
Old Peter would have just taken the money.
And if this money helps keep him out of prison,
you have my blessing to use every penny.
I'm supposed to work today,
but I don't see my name on the schedule.
Oh, right.
That's probably because you don't work here anymore.
What do you mean?
Stella, there's no easy way to say this.
- You're fired. - That seemed pretty easy.
Look, over time, I've come to not hate you so much,
but after your brother's arrest,
corporate said I had to let you go.
Your father owns this coffee shop.
Anyway...
Oh... best of luck.
I'm so sorry about your job, Stella.
I can't help but feel responsible.
Mm, that makes sense because you are responsible.
I'm going to make it up to you.
- I promise. - Stella: Oh, it's okay.
I'm getting that job back.
How are you going to do that?
Don't know yet, but I will figure something out.
Okay, folks. I come bearing good news.
Now, the DA has made us a very generous plea deal.
Instead of three years in prison, if you plead guilty,
you'll receive nine months in a minimum-security facility,
which means you'll be out in five with good behavior.
- Okay, then... - No, absolutely not.
What do you mean, no?
I mean, I'm not letting my son
go to prison for five minutes.
Dad, it sounds like a good deal,
considering how guilty I am.
Okay, you really need to stop saying that.
Peter, do you really think that we should go to trial?
Oh, notice how she asked him what he thought.
Not our moment. Got it.
Mr. Berg, can you win this case?
Well, it's going to be tough.
The police received an anonymous tip and made an arrest.
I'm sorry, but there's no easy defense here.
I didn't ask if it would be easy, Mr. Berg.
I asked if you could win.
Well, of course, I... could win.
Okay.
Then no deal.
If there's any chance Aiden can avoid a felony conviction,
we have to take it.
You heard the man.
No deal.
Stella: Wait a second.
If we lose, does he definitely get three years?
There's no mandatory sentence here.
The judge determines, but you never know.
Dad.
Are you sure you want to risk Aiden getting three years?
I know about lost time, and I just...
I think that he should consider taking the plea.
Sorry, but I can't risk Aiden becoming a felon
because someone called in a tip.
If Aiden becomes a felon,
it's because he committed a felony.
Can everyone please stop saying that?!
Dad, what's going on?
Why are you blaming the person who called in a tip?
I'm not.
Forget about it.
What aren't you telling me?
Nothing.
Oh, my God.
It was you.
You got Aiden arrested?!
Please tell me that you did not have Aiden arrested.
I thought we were losing him.
I was trying to help.
I didn't know how serious it would be.
You didn't think to check?
I thought it was his first offense.
I thought he'd get a slap on the wrist.
You have to tell him.
I can't do that.
I can get Aiden through this, but he has to trust me
and he won't if he knows the truth.
Please, I'm begging you, do not tell anyone.
Oh, Dad.
Wow. That's a new low.
I maintain telling your husband doesn't count.
Yes, it is, even for my family.
You could tell Aiden.
No, that would destroy him.
But it might get him to take the plea.
But I don't even know if that's what he should do.
Is pleading guilty to a felony better than risking a trial?
It's apples and oranges.
Speaking of ich, do you want apples or oranges?
I can't believe that Aiden could go to prison
and we are shopping for produce.
Well, we do have to eat.
Ooh, thank you.
Oh, it's soap!
Okay, I'm not going to say anything.
Yeah, probably smart.
Telling Aiden would just make things worse.
Yeah.
- Stella? Wes? - Hey!
- Dr. Chang, hi. - Wow!
It's so weird to see you guys outside of the hospital.
Last time I did, we were at your parents' house
and your entire family was imploding.
Oh, that's still happening.
Oh. Um, sorry to hear that.
Hey, if you guys want to take your mind off things,
Will's band is playing tonight.
- They're really great. - Of course he's in a band.
Well, thank you so much for the offer, but we can't.
Yeah, we just... we have way too much going on.
- Next time? - Yeah, for sure.
- Good to see you guys. - Bye.
Bye.
Thank you for getting us out of that.
Of course.
No, I know how awkward that would be for the both of us.
Plus, I love you.
Remember, like a whole big bushel full of whole k...
- Enough of that. - Yeah, got it.
Yeah.
Um, excuse me. Didn't I fire you?
- You did, but I reject your firing. - You can't do that.
I just did it because I have been through too much this week
and I am the best damn barista you've got.
No, you're not. Marcus is.
You come in a solid fifth, though.
Look, I'm not giving up and it may take some time,
but I will show up here every single day
and keep doing my job whether you pay me or not.
Now, can I please have my uniform back?
Absolutely not.
Really?
I thought that was a good speech.
It felt like we were getting somewhere.
Oh, wow.
You must be Stella's sister.
Yeah, how did you know?
You're both four feet tall
and have the same creepy doll eyes.
I'll take that.
Well... wh... Why were you wiping down tables?
I thought you got fired.
I did, but I'm going to keep working for free
until she rehires me.
So now you have two jobs that don't pay?
That is correct.
Oh, so, Stell!
Uh, we actually wanted to get your opinion on somet...
Oh, no, we didn't. We just wanted a cup of coffee.
Uh, Frank's teacher thinks he's falling behind
and needs to be held back.
But I am his mom, and I think he'd be devastated
not to be with Fiona.
Babe, according to a Harvard study,
there's no harm in holding back a twin.
Well, that study is wrong.
Maybe you should consider it.
When I got sick, I fell behind,
and it was awful to go to school
and struggle with things that came easily to everyone else.
You're my sister. You're supposed to be on my side.
Look, what could go wrong? You've got two kids.
Even if you screw one of them up, you're still batting .500.
That's pretty good, right?
Aiden. What are you doing here?
I'm getting drunk in my running clothes.
Oh, okay.
- How did you get in? - I used my spare key.
You don't have a spare key.
I do.
We all made copies when you first moved in.
In case...
Oh.
Cool.
Do you really think that you should be drinking right now?
Why not?
You're facing a felony and your hearing is tomorrow.
It seems like the best reason to be drinking right now.
Aiden, come on. What are you really doing here?
Look, you're my sister.
We always have each other's back, no matter what.
We're best friends, we tell each other everything.
So...
So...?
So what's up with you and Wes?
Oh. That.
Yeah, that.
Is it about the doctor guy?
Uh, yeah. Yeah.
But... we're okay.
I mean, we're... we're good for now, I think.
It's complicated, but we're better.
See, I knew you couldn't lie to me.
Nope. No, I can't.
So, how are you feeling about tomorrow?
Not amazing.
I just wish there was something else I could do to help.
Let's go out tonight.
Aiden, that sounds like a terrible idea.
But I just can't just sit home and mope.
Well, you can't show up hungover, either.
You're absolutely right.
I will finish my run and sober up
before I get to the bar,
and then I won't drink there, probably.
All right, you tell Wes.
I'll tell Lizzie and Diego that this could be
my last night out for a while.
Look, this isn't how we solve problems, Lizzie.
We debate both sides of an issue, we hear each other out,
we fight, we compromise, we then have make-up sex.
It's a good system.
This new one is confusing me
'cause I have no idea when the sex happens.
That's what it's about for you?
No, it's about our son.
Yeah.
I really think that you should hear me out
because I know what it's like to feel behind.
I was always the youngest in my class,
I was small for my age.
It was tough.
And yet, you turned out to be
one of the best men I know.
One of the best?
I know a lot of men.
- Look, Lizzie... - This is Aiden.
I got to take this. Hello?
Wow, you look beautiful.
So do you.
Not beautiful... handsome.
Thank you.
I'll get it.
- Stella Abbott? - Yeah.
You've been served.
What is this?
It's a subpoena from the prosecution.
They want you to testify against Aiden.
They want me to testify against Aiden?
I'm sure it's just a scare tactic.
Well, it's working.
Okay, I'm going to go talk to Aiden's lawyer.
I'll meet you at the bar.
Yeah, okay.
Berg: I'm not really surprised.
Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do.
Well, there must be something I can do.
Could I plead the 5th?
The 5th is just used to protect yourself
from self-recrimination.
I could lie.
And I could be really good at it.
Good lying runs in my family.
If you lie under oath, your mom and dad
will be visiting two children in jail.
You know, you're super negative.
Has anyone ever told you that?
Look, just be honest with me.
What are our chances of winning?
Ms. Abbott, this isn't a horse race.
I can't give you odds, but I do know
that if your brother is found guilty,
he'll get the maximum sentence.
- How do you know that? - They assigned our judge,
and she's very tough on drug offenders.
Did you tell my father that?
He's the first person I called.
So what do you think, Wes? Should we hold Frank back?
Diego, please stop polling my family.
Our family...
and my best friend.
Look, I am Switzerland.
If you guys want some hot chocolate and some clocks,
I'm your guy.
But for now, let's just try and have a fun night, okay?
- Wes, hey! - What are you guys doing here?
- Hey. - Hey.
Um, we're just here to give Aiden some moral support,
and this is where Dr. Grant's band's playing, isn't it?
Yes, it is.
Oh, that is just great.
That is just the best news possible.
Dr. Sex Fantasy's in a band?
- Hmm. - Did we know this?
We did not.
Hey, I'm going to grab something from the bar.
Can I get you guys anything?
No, we're good.
Okay. I'll be back.
How's everybody doing tonight?
All right, all right.
Well, I hope you guys are insured
because we're about to knock you out.
I'm sorry, that was a really bad doctor joke.
So, uh, we're called Four Doctors and a Mechanic.
- That's a great band name. - Is it, though?
- Hey. - Hey.
I need to talk to Aiden. Is he here?
No, not yet, but good news is
your, uh, doctor-friend's band's playing.
Huh?
Oh, that's...
I am so sorry.
It's okay.
- I'm okay. - Okay.
Okay, well, I'm going to go call Aiden.
♪ Every time I say goodbye ♪
♪ The time moves slow ♪
Ida, hi.
Hey, guys.
Hi.
Frankie and Fifi wanted to see grandpa,
and grandma doesn't like to drink alone.
Grandpa never had a problem with that.
You want to come in?
Thank you.
♪ I want to hold you ♪
Thank you.
Really great song, huh?
Mm. Really great.
So, I guess things are going pretty well for you
- and the good doctor, huh? - Oh, no.
I mean, we're not... we're just friends.
We had a really fun date,
but I got the feeling he was into someone else.
All right, thank you, guys.
So, uh, this next song is, uh... it's a love song.
Uh, I wrote it years ago, so...
here we go.
♪ No, I didn't see you coming, so I started running ♪
♪ From the benefit of the doubt ♪
♪ It's been almost 13 years ♪
♪ But it feels longer ♪
♪ Thought your memory would just fade away ♪
♪ But it got stronger ♪
♪ And I can't stop thinking about you ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ No, I can't stop thinking about you ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ Any other day, I'd be okay ♪
♪ But tonight, I'm drinking alone ♪
♪ And I can't stop thinking about you, can I come home? ♪
Hey, sis.
- Sorry I'm late. - Hey.
Hey, I didn't realize your boyfriend played in a band.
That is not funny.
Look, we need to talk.
I went and saw Mr. Berg.
Why would you do that?
Because I've been subpoenaed to testify against you,
so you need to talk to Dad and you need to tell him
that you're gonna take the plea.
Well, why would I do that?
Mr. Berg said I might still get five months,
even if I'm found guilty.
Not with the judge you've been assigned, you won't.
- Dad didn't tell you. - No.
Mr. Berg said that she's a hardass
against drug dealers and that you'll get
the full three years if you go to trial and you lose.
That can't be right. Dad would have said something to me.
Not if he's not thinking straight, he wouldn't.
Why wouldn't he be thinking straight?
You really think we can win this?
I know we can.
What?
I've never seen you fight like this for Aiden.
You're going above and beyond,
just like you did when Stella was sick.
It's nice, which I actually appreciate,
because, Peter...
I'm worried about our little boy.
Me, too.
You are?
I'm terrified.
Ida, I have to tell you. I feel so...
Guilty. I feel really guilty.
Guilty for what?
What did you do?
Wai.. wait. No, please...
I'm the reason Aiden was arrested.
I don't understand.
It was me. I tipped off the police.
When did you find out about this?
- Yesterday. - And you didn't tell me?!
Seriously, we don't keep secrets from each other.
Really? That's pretty much all we've been doing
for the last eight years.
I lied to you about those things to protect you.
But that is exactly what I was doing.
You almost had me bet my life on Dad.
But I didn't, and that's the point.
No, the point is that you lied to me!
And you let me trust him.
Now I can't trust either of you.
I have to go.
Where?
Frankie, Fiona, we're going home.
Last time, you left
because I wasn't being open and honest with you.
And this time, you're leaving because I am?
I'm leaving because I want to
strangle you with my bare hands
and if I don't leave this minute,
that is exactly what I will do.
Come on, guys. Let's go.
Aiden, wait. What are you going to do?
What, about the plea?! I'll take it.
That's what you want to hear, right?
Yes, but can... can we talk about it?
You're the last person in the world
I want to talk to right now.
All right, thank you, guys, very much.
We're going to take a quick break and we will be right back.
Where's Aiden going?
Why would you tell Aiden that?
Because I was trying to open his eyes to the fact
that Dad is blinded by guilt
and he's gambling with Aiden's life because of it.
Stella, this is what Dad does.
He swings for the fences.
He did it for you when you were sick.
Yeah, but the difference is I was gonna die.
Aiden still has his whole life ahead of him,
and I don't want him to lose three years because of it.
Okay, so you may have saved him three years,
but you cost him ever having to take responsibility
for his actions.
Now he can just go ahead and blame Dad for everything.
Well...
at least I'm trying, okay?
At least I haven't given up on him
like the rest of you obviously have.
That is not fair and you know it.
Okay, I don't want to fight right now,
so if you see Wes, tell him I went home.
Stella.
What the bloody hell was that?
What was what?
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
No, I-I don't.
You... You gonna give me a hint?
I'm talking about you making eyes at my wife
during your terrible song.
Whoa, okay, first of all, it's a great song,
and second of all, I wasn't making eyes at your wife.
I was playing to a bar full of people.
Look, if I was looking at her...
You weren't looking at her.
You were looking into her.
Come on, man.
Oh, what? You're mocking me now.
No, I'm not mocking you.
I'm not dense, man. All right?
I know what I saw.
If you ever look at my wife like that again,
I will not be so polite next time, do you understand me?
- You need to simmer down. - “Simmer down”?!
Don't tell me to “simmer down”.
I'm not a damn tea pot, mate!
Okay, why don't we just go inside and...
Will you get your hands off me?!
- Ow! - Whoa!
- You okay? - No, I'm not okay!
You just song-banged my wife
in front of a bar full of people
and now I think I've broken my hand.
Well, here, let me take a look at it, okay?
No, you keep my hands off me and off Stella.
Do you understand me?
- Yeah, I understand. - Good.
You need to have a doctor look at that!
Hey, my drummer's an orthopedist!
Lizzie, hey.
The science is in and three out of four doctors
and a mechanic agree that we should hold Frank back.
Seriously? You're polling the band now?
Hey, man. Would you mind taking a look at my finger?
- I think I broke it. - Sure.
- Wait, wait, wait. - You're a doctor?
I got to say, I would have put money on you being the mechanic.
Thank you.
- Wes: Ow. - Ahh.
Hang tight. I'm going to have to splint it.
Wes, what happened?
Oh, nothing. I just... I... I fell.
You fell on one finger?
Ah.
Okay, thank you.
Sure, man. No problem.
That will be $11,000.
Hey, Edward Scissorfinger.
Aww.
Diego called.
H-He said that you fell.
Yeah, I did. I... Aah!
What happened to you?
I told Aiden about my dad...
and he freaked.
Oh, speaking of freaked, your mom called Lizzie,
and now she knows about your dad, too.
That's just great.
So, there's no more secrets,
but everyone hates each other.
So much for coming together during a crisis.
Yeah, well...
sometimes there's only so much some people can take.
Well, at least Aiden is taking the plea.
I mean, he might hate me forever,
but if the truth saves him three years of his life,
it's worth it.
- Yeah. - Peter: Hey.
Where's Aiden?
What do you mean, “Where's Aiden?”
- Didn't he stay with you last night? - Uh, no.
I thought he would end up at Lizzie's.
He came home, packed a bag, and said he was going to your place.
Oh, no.
He ran.
Straight to voicemail.
Okay, we need to think.
When was the last time any of you saw him?
At the bar last night...
when I told him that Dad tipped off the cops.
I can't believe you did that the night before his hearing.
Don't blame her.
You should've told him immediately.
Mom, you're not helping.
That's fine, but you don't have...
As I stood there, I wished we could go back
to the way things were before Dad's secret came out,
when we were fake-happy and fake-there-for-each-other,
like when I had cancer.
Okay, listen...
Hey, I got good news.
I can get the hearing pushed by an hour,
but if Aiden's not here by then, we're in real trouble.
We have to find him.
He's got no money and no car.
He couldn't have gotten very far.
Mom, Dad, don't worry.
We're going to find him.
What? Hey, I'm not giving up on him.
Thanks, Lizzie.
Yeah, of course. He's my brother, too.
I'm not going to let him flee the country
just because he's scared.
Wait, I think I know where he is.
You scared?
Good.
There would be something wrong with you if you weren't.
I'm scared, and it's not my first round of chemo tomorrow.
I don't know if I can do this, Aiden.
Let's run away.
We can go anywhere.
Shanghai? Bora-Bora?
Darkest Peru?
The ships that leave from here every day...
we can get on any one of them and sail off into the sunset.
Just say the magic words.
That sounds like a bad idea.
That's them.
Now, I won't sugarcoat this for you.
We are going into the great unknown.
We're going to be stowaways, living with rats.
Anything can happen out there.
Are you sure you're ready for that?
I am.
Okay.
You know what just occurred to me?
If you're brave enough to run away
and face the unknown, then...
you're brave enough to face
whatever you're running away from.
You're stronger than you know.
There he is.
Stella: Where you headed?
Bora Bora? Darkest Peru?
Snowiest Alaska.
What are you going to do in Alaska?
I don't... be an Uber sled driver.
Alaska's still in America, dork.
They can still arrest you there.
It turns out, there's no international ships
that leave from here.
You still mad at me?
Yes, but more so at Dad.
You should be mad at yourself.
You did this, Aiden.
This isn't all on him.
Of course you would say that.
Yeah, perfect Lizzie...
everything you did made Dad happy.
You've no idea what that man's really like.
You don't think he was hard on me?
- No. - Come on.
If I got a B,
he'd come down on me like a ton of bricks.
If you got a C, he'd buy you an ice-cream cake.
That happened once.
Okay, Dad was way tougher on me than he was on you.
He was tough on all of us.
Stella. You were always his favorite.
I was.
He might have been tough on you, Lizzie,
but... he gave up on me.
No, Dad doesn't give up.
With my cancer, he never did.
He fought for me every single day.
And I know, as misguided as he seems...
he's really fighting for you right now.
Dad's not perfect, but he was really trying.
I mean, he's been trying your whole life.
Can you say the same thing?
Oh, I hate it when you're right
'cause I know you love it so much.
I do love it so much.
I'm really scared.
Well, yeah. There would be something wrong with you if you weren't.
But a wise man once told me
that if you're brave enough to run away,
then you are brave enough to face whatever it is
you're running away from.
I like it. Who said that?
- You did. - I did?
Mm-hmm.
That doesn't sound like me.
We were sitting right here.
No, seriously, you don't remember saying that?
No!
Hey, in my defense, I've smoked a lot of pot since then.
Mm. This is true.
Okay.
Let's go back.
Come on.
Ooh.
All I'm asking for is a 24-hour extension.
Judge Cramer's calling us into court.
I'm sorry, folks. Time's up.
The trial starts now, whether Aiden's here or not.
- She can't do that. - Well, I'm afraid she can... hey!
Peter, don't.
Mr. Berg, get your client out of here.
Your Honor, I can't let you do this.
You are making things worse for your son.
I've been doing it for the last 27 years.
Why stop now?
It's my fault Aiden's not here.
In fact, it's my fault he's in this mess,
and not just because I tipped off the police...
You did?
It was the latest mistake in a lifetime full of them.
I love my son, Your Honor.
I probably should have told him that more often, but...
a lot of things I should have done.
I knew Aiden was off-track
and he needed a little nudge to get back on,
but instead, I shoved him to the ground.
I think I may have broken him.
He deserved a better father than I knew how to be.
- He still does... - Lizzie: You were a great father.
To all of us, in different ways.
Yeah, Dad.
You were so busy taking care of me,
you just lost sight of everything else.
You all did. Especially you, Aiden.
You gave me so much, you just...
- kind of lost yourself. - All right, stop.
Guys, seriously, I can't listen to you
take credit for my mistakes.
Your Honor, I need to speak with my client outside.
I know you don't want me to say anything, but this is on me.
I blew it big time, and for the first time in my life,
I'm ready to face the consequences.
- Aiden, don't. - I am sorry for what I did.
I am sorry I made you worry
and that I made you angry.
And that I made you scared.
The truth is, Your Honor, I'm guilty.
I sold drugs, and I let you guys down.
And there's nothing you could do to me
that is going to make me feel worse than knowing that.
I can send you to jail for 3 years and fine you $250,000.
Wow, that's pretty close.
All right, all of you, out.
Mr. Berg, grab the DA, please.
Can we talk?
I'm sorry, Aiden.
Hey, I'm not the only one who deserved better.
You did, too.
I'm sorry I made you feel like you had no other choice
but to turn me in.
And for putting the cereal spoons back in the drawer
without washing them.
I did that with the forks.
Berg: Hey!
We're in.
Mr. Abbott, the pills you were selling,
when abused, kill people.
And because of that, I'm inclined to impose
the maximum sentence of three years in prison.
But I've made a recommendation,
and your lawyer and the DA have agreed.
In return for pleading guilty
to the lesser charge of possession,
you will receive a sentence of one year in prison.
One year?!
To be suspended for 51 weeks,
which means he'll spend one week in county jail.
Do you accept?
Yes.
You're a lucky man, Mr. Abbott...
- in more ways than one. - Yeah.
So, I urge you to use the second chance
to become the person that they think you can be.
And if you don't, next time,
I will crush you like a bug.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Ooh, not so fast.
We're not done yet.
You will also serve 150 hours of community service, you will...
I always thought my family was best in a crisis...
...you will remain sober.
...but here we were...
...after one...
...still together...
...even though we were all a bit broken.
They really love each other, D.
I know.
I think that's why I don't want to split them up.
Life is going to do that anyway, so why start now?
It's not going to happen.
That's what happened with me and Stella and Aiden.
We all used to be so close, and then...
life happened.
Well, I think you're doing pretty well,
- all things considered. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - I guess.
Look, I just don't want to be the reason why our kids drift apart.
Ho... How about we compromise?
We will keep an eye on Frank for the rest of the year,
and if we see him struggling,
we will revisit the issue, okay?
Yeah. More than okay.
- Good. - Good.
So, is this when the makeup sex happens?
- Yeah. - Ooh.
It is.
Mm, we're in a public park.
Yeah.
Let's go! Let's go! One, two, three, let's go!
What'll it be today, Jasper?
Six extra-large cappuccinos with almond milk
and a double shot of...
Your free month of coffee is up.
I will have one drip, please.
Cool. Stella, you on that?
Yeah. Yes, really?
Does that mean that I have my...
- What is this? - It's backpay for this last week.
I pled your case to my dad,
and he was like, “Get out, I'm watchin' TV”"
So I read between the lines
and decided that meant it was okay to rehire you.
Thank you.
I'm glad to officially have you back.
- I kind of missed you. - Mm, no, you didn't.
No, I didn't 'cause you never really left.
But maybe I would have.
Come on in.
Okay.
You really did get off easy.
Easy?!
I got a week in jail, 150 hours of community service,
6 months of 12-step meetings,
and I have to wear a tracking anklet with a curfew.
I would say she threw the book at me.
Okay, maybe it was a novella or a brochure, a pamphlet.
So, we were all facing the truth head-on,
no matter how difficult it might be.
And now I had to do the same.
Wes?
Mm-hmm?
How did you really hurt your hand?
I, um...
I got in a fight with Dr. Grant.
Well, a dumpster Dr. Grant was standing next to.
I saw how he looked at you in the bar,
how you looked at him.
And I'm I'm not okay.
I know I said that time can fix this, but...
I was wrong.
You're right. If you want to be with me, then you need to fix this.
What do you want me to do?
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