Previously on "Apples Never Fall"...
Why are they talking to you about Savannah?
G, there's something I have to tell you.
I slept with Savannah.
Should I make us all some coffee?
No, no. Thank you.
What's going on?
Dad took out one of my rental boats
the night that Mom went missing.
- Did he tell you? - No.
I found out from the security logs.
Do you not remember what he did to me?
- Troy. - Oh, come on.
Oh, no, you just conveniently forgot
our entire childhood. - Stop it.
No, to you, he's just some nice guy
who's passionate about fucking tennis.
Harry Haddad returns.
The tennis star held
a press conference earlier today.
The incomparable Grand Slam champion--
Hey, stars come out of retirement all the time.
Not stars that stab me in the back.
[tense music]
Hey, how are you holding up?
Uh, same.
To Lucia,
a partner at 14-0... - Mm-hmm.
And most importantly, my beautiful wife.
Hey, you know I love you, right?
Well, you know I love you too, right?
♪ ♪
[cell phone beeping]
[intriguing music]
♪ ♪
[tennis ball bouncing]
Come on now, Troy.
Nice, Harry.
Good return.
Yes!
40-15, match point.
[racket whirs, ball bounces]
Out.
You gotta be kidding me.
Dad, I won.
Respect the call, Troy.
[grunts]
Out.
Double fault.
You're cheating.
And everyone can see.
That's the call. It was out.
Bullshit.
What are you gonna do about it?
Gonna cry to your daddy over there?
Like he'd listen to you.
You're a fucking cheater.
Get your racket out of my face.
[both grunting]
Hey.
What the hell are you doing, Troy?
What's the matter with you?
Stan!
Stop it!
What the hell?
Stop it.
[soft dramatic music]
God, it's okay.
It's okay. - [whimpering]
You're gonna be okay.
♪ ♪
Those serves were in.
All of them.
Yeah, all of them.
Let's go, Stan, dinner!
Honey, what's the matter?
That was Harry's father on the phone.
He just fired me.
All my work,
my past seven years,
just gone.
Did he say why?
He didn't have to.
Stan, it's no one's fault.
Stan. [door opens]
[door closes]
Well, it could be worse.
I've never seen this court look anything but perfect.
Gonna need a chainsaw.
Hm?
Mm.
Hey, so I, um...
I might want to crash here for a while,
if that's okay.
Yeah.
Sure. Why not?
Are you sure?
I mean, even after...
[sucks teeth]
Oh, of course.
[sighs]
Thank you.
You, uh...
you talk to Gina?
I called.
She didn't pick up.
Well, she will.
Keep trying. You can get her back.
[gate opens]
Dad.
[footsteps approaching, gate closes]
[sighs]
We found this in a room Savannah rented
a couple of months before she stayed with your family.
We think Savannah was plotting
to get into your family for a while.
Any idea why?
No.
After Savannah left your home,
she was in possession of a lot of cash,
at least $10,000.
Any clue how she got it?
Don't look at me.
I can barely keep my business afloat.
Well, what about you?
Are you sure nothing was stolen from your home?
No, no. No.
You know, I think, uh...
I think you might need to talk to Troy.
[tense music]
Yeah. Thanks.
We'll do that. - Sure.
♪ ♪
Did--did Stan Delaney do what I think he just did?
Yes, he did.
He just threw his son under the bus.
♪ ♪
Good morning.
There's a cheerleader missing in Jupiter.
Yeah. Yeah, I saw that on my feed.
She's pretty.
She's a cheerleader.
It's so awful.
Her poor family.
Okay, yes. Yes.
But what about my poor family?
My mom never got this kind of attention.
She was a blip.
There was a press conference.
For West Palm Beach.
Megan and her pom-poms are everywhere--
local, state, national.
My entire feed is Megan, Megan, Megan.
Like, where's Joy, Joy, Joy?
No one's gonna find her
if they're not even really looking.
[soft dramatic music]
Amy?
I'm gonna make them look.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
[cell phone ringing]
Logan? Oh, my God.
Hi.
I haven't heard from you in months.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
I was just calling, uh...
The hurricane. You had a hurricane.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
I just, uh...
I-I-I just--I-I can't find
the insurance info, um,
for the boat.
Do you remember--
It's in your glove box.
And, uh, I took a picture of it,
if you need it.
No, it's okay. I got it.
Is that it?
Have you, um,
talked to my mom at all recently?
No.
Why?
You know what, it's nothing.
Um, sorry I woke you.
Bye.
[sighs]
Hey.
[chuckles] Hi.
How you feeling?
Mm, like the hurricane passed over Florida
and is now right here.
Is there any news about your mom?
No. No, nothing.
Shit, I'm sorry, Troy.
No, that's fi--it's fine. It's fine.
Um, I'm sorry, do you mind opening that?
I don't want people to get ideas.
Yeah.
Yeah, well, if I open it,
then, uh, I can't give you this.
What did you do?
Go ahead.
Uh...
Okay.
Um...
Nice.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Uh, this is-- [laughing]
This is beautiful.
Yeah.
Uh, um, Troy--
Troy, how am I ever supposed to wear this?
You could wear it naked with me.
Or, uh-- [clears throat]
Or you could wear it out,
you know, so everybody can see it.
You know what this is? You know what this is?
This is you in crisis.
No. No, no--no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no. No, th-this--
[chuckles] No.
No, this is, um--
this is--is me seeing clearly
for the first time, probably.
This is the one good thing that's come
from my mom being missing,
is that I've finally seen my life is fucking empty
without someone-- the right someone by my side.
Troy, you can't ask--
I can. I can, and I am.
I just want to be with you,
like, for real, you and me,
together in the open.
♪ ♪
Just think about it, okay?
Please.
[chuckles]
[cell phone buzzes]
Monty, hold on, I thought you wanted
to golf with them on Saturday.
[chuckling] No, no, no.
I could be talked into a doubles match, yeah.
[TV drones]
You trying to woo them or what?
[chuckles] I knew it.
I knew you put money on that.
From the minute you called, I knew.
No, no, no, no, yeah, dude, I'll be your ringer.
Yeah.
Come on, I'm not gonna say no to you.
"Conrad Williams" coming up.
All right. No, yeah.
No, I'll see you at the office. All right.
Replaying one of our most popular episodes.
Derek started coming by every night for a month.
Should've been a tip-off, right?
Major stalker vibes. [laughter]
And here I was thinking I had met Prince Charming.
Wrong, Cecilia, so wrong.
"Escaping Abusers," today at 3:00.
[TV audio fades]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
It's kind of empty in here today.
Is business okay?
Yeah, great.
I'm getting tons of pickleball injuries actually.
[scoffs] Jesus, pickleball.
[cell phone chimes] - Okay, now the other side.
[chiming continues]
You know, those things have a silent mode.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Dad.
What is it?
It's a video from Troy.
His job at that dealership disappeared,
and the restaurant I was working at
furloughed everyone, and so we thought,
why not start over? [chuckles]
American dream, right? [cheers and applause]
And then... things got bad from there.
We started fighting. I guess I pushed him--
Is this--
Play it again.
And then his job at that dealership disappeared,
and the restaurant I was working at
furloughed everyone, and so we thought,
why not start over? [chuckles]
American dream, right? [cheers and applause]
And then... things got bad from there.
We started fighting--
That is exactly what Savannah told us
the night she arrived.
We have to tell Mom.
I mean, we don't even know who this person really is.
No, Mom's not home.
She's out hiking... [line trilling]
With Savannah.
[tense music]
[insects chirring]
How about culinary school?
Oh, I don't know.
Or you could open a catering business.
With your talents, that would be amazing, right?
♪ ♪
You okay?
Um,
I have something I need to tell you.
While you were in the hospital, I had an encounter with Stan.
Um...
Well, he saw me just about naked.
Nothing came of it,
uh, obviously. [laughs nervously]
It just sort of made me feel
uncomfortable and vulnerable.
Has Stan said anything to you?
We can't trust her.
Furloughed everyone, and so we thought--
We've let this woman into our home,
into our lives.
She knows everything about us,
and we know nothing about her.
It is time for her to go.
It doesn't make any sense.
Why would she do that?
Who cares why?
She's a con artist, Joy.
Oh, how exactly has she conned us?
She made us meals.
She took care of me after the hospital.
I mean, would you want someone to throw Amy out
because she made up one lie?
How do we know it's just one lie?
We don't.
Are you really that okay
with sharing your home with someone that dishonest?
Why didn't you tell me you saw Savannah half naked?
I ra--I ran into her in the kitchen.
It was awkward. That's it.
I wasn't gonna make a thing of it.
Except here you are suddenly wanting her out.
It was nothing, Joy.
I'm telling you, it was nothing.
Yeah, maybe for you.
She's a young woman.
She said she felt vulnerable.
The old Stan Delaney would have been happy
to help somebody who needed it.
This new Stan-- - Oh, give me a break.
Joy... I'm your husband.
This is my house too,
and I'm telling you, I want her gone.
Fine.
I'll talk to her.
[dog barking distantly]
Ah, Savannah--
- Hey. - Um--
I can't stop thinking about today.
I was wondering, can I see the photos that you took?
Uh...
uh, sure.
[chuckling]
Incredible.
I feel like there's been so much, I don't know,
beauty in my life since I've been here.
Does that make sense?
[gulls squawking]
I snatched it up when, uh, Claire and I ended things.
[clears throat] Was supposed to be temporary,
but... [sucks teeth]
I don't know, I might keep it.
Oh, yeah. [chuckles]
You should keep it.
So... is that why you asked me here,
real estate advice?
No.
You have done so much for my mom and dad,
and we're all very grateful.
And, um, as a token of my thanks,
I just want to do something for you
to help you get back on your feet.
I'd like to give you $10,000.
- Wow. - Yeah.
Should be enough to find a nice apartment and settle in.
And, you know, then you don't have
to wait on my parents anymore.
That's so generous, Troy.
- It's no problem. - Thank you.
But, um,
I like living with your parents.
Hm.
Uh, okay. [laughs]
10,000 and, uh-- and I don't work too hard
to figure out why you stole your "damsel in distress" bit
from a talk show, okay?
I'm not judging.
I get it.
Okay?
Look, I wasn't planning, okay, on doing this...
Sure.
But aren't you sleeping with your boss's wife?
[tense music]
Wh--um... [chuckles]
[laughs]
[sighs]
Have you been following me?
Well, you mentioned you were dating someone,
but you were being stingy with the details.
I thought that was kind of weird.
So I snooped a bit.
Didn't take long.
[chuckles]
You're not nearly as discreet as you think you are.
♪ ♪
Uh, okay.
Um...
what do you want?
$40,000 in cash,
or I go right over to Fortino Ventures
and talk to your boss, Monty.
No. No, d--uh, okay.
Um...
Okay.
It's 40,000, and, uh,
you get the fuck out of town.
Bring the money to your parents' house tomorrow.
You don't deserve her.
None of you do.
You know that, right?
♪ ♪
This is Joy Delaney,
my mom.
She's been missing for nine days.
And people are acting like she's old news.
And my mom is not old news.
She's--
We're all so worried about her.
And I won't let people forget her.
She's too important to me.
So here's what I'm offering.
[crying softly]
Hey.
Lucia's not coming in to work today.
What's going on?
It's over between us.
We got in this horrible fight over--
over this.
Uh...
I found it-- found it hidden in her boots.
I'm gonna take it to the jeweler's at lunch
and see if it's traceable.
You think it's traceable?
Uh, no, no. Traceable?
No. I can't imagine that--
[indistinct chatter] Wh--um...
what--what are you-- what are you--
what are you doing going in her boots, huh?
After hours of arguing, she finally--
she finally admits that-- that she's having an affair
with some--some prick.
Okay. Hey, hey.
I can't believe this.
No, I know. Come on, let's get you up.
Let's get you up. - I can't believe this.
- Okay--oh, jeez. - [blubbering]
I know. Okay.
Oh, let's-- let's get you in your office.
Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
We won't do this out here.
If I find out who this gold-plated turd is,
I'm gonna... [sniffling]
D-d-destroy him.
Destroy him, yep.
Yep, you're gonna-- you're gonna get him.
You take a seat, huh?
Yeah, so I left him there just crying in his office
and yelling that everybody should take the day off.
Poor Monty.
You're worried about him?
You did cuckold him and console him.
Good luck un-fucking that karma.
Do you think I can return these socks without a receipt?
I don't know.
What would you do?
If you were me, what would you do?
[scoffs] Quit my job.
Give my money to the manatees.
Move to a beach in Bali. - No, no.
I'm serious. - So am I.
I definitely wouldn't have a fling with my boss's spouse.
It's not a fling. We are in love.
And she feels the same? She wants to be with you?
Yes. Yes, I think so.
Yes.
Then you gotta come clean,
you know, own up to the affair, accept the consequences--
because there will be consequences.
You here about that missing cheerleader?
Yeah, she's everywhere.
Exactly. Yes.
So I needed to do something, right,
to keep Mom's story out there so she wouldn't be forgotten?
Right?
What are you saying?
I made a video, posted it on my socials.
She's too important to me.
So here's what I'm offering:
$50,000
to anyone who gives us information
that helps us find my mom--
Okay.
Great.
Okay, but you don't have $50,000,
so when you say you're offering $50,000--
Remember when you let me borrow your credit card
for emergencies?
What I remember is that I let you borrow it one time,
and you memorized the number.
Think of it as penance for the whole
fucking-your-boss's-wife thing.
- What can I get you? - Hi.
Could I do, um, a matcha latte?
- Yeah. - And, what--coffee, black...
- Do you serve alcohol? - Caffeine. Espresso.
- Whoa. - Oh, man.
Oh, man. [laughing]
Whoa, did you see that?
Jeez.
- Whoa! - Oh, my God.
- Damn! - I am not
trying to play with that.
Yo, what are you watching?
Oh, insane clips from the storm.
Oh, oh, look at this, man.
Your boat almost flipped twice. - Ugh.
Oh. [laughter]
Where did you get this footage from?
Oh, I got over 15 security cameras on my Fleming.
- 15? - Yeah.
I'm preparing for a deep state government assault
on all of our assets in the near future.
Okay, and you--and you have one aimed at my boat?
Yeah.
Do you have footage from this angle
from nine, ten days ago?
Yeah, this puppy's on 24/7.
Any chance you could send it to me?
[intriguing music]
All right.
Thank you.
♪ ♪
[gentle music playing]
Hey.
[music turns off]
[groans]
Um, hey.
It was me. I bought the necklace.
[scoffs] No, you didn't.
Yeah, I did.
And I love her.
And she, uh--it's mutual.
Okay?
[tense music]
It was y--it was you?
I'm sorry.
♪ ♪
So you two...
You two have been--
Yeah, sleeping together--
well, you know, uh,
making love,
for--for about a year now.
Well, a little-- little more than a year.
Ah, man. - [sobbing]
Monty, I'm sorry.
This isn't--
God damn it.
What the f--
I--Monty, I just apologized.
Hey, calm down!
Calm down, Monty!
You work for me, you piece of shit.
All right, Monty.
No, Monty--hey!
Put that thing down before somebody gets hurt, Monty--
Yeah, that's the fucking point!
Monty--okay.
After all these years,
after everything I've fucking done for you,
this is how you repay me? - All right--
[crowd gasping]
I was like a father to you.
Okay.
I loved you like a fucking son, Troy.
♪ ♪
[gulls squawking]
[cell phone chimes]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[sounds of something heavy being dragged]
♪ ♪
No.
Maybe we should try to talk to her
when Savannah's not right there.
She's always there. These days,
Mom barely leaves the house without her.
What if it doesn't work, all of us talking to her?
Dad already showed her
the talk show. - Shh.
She'll listen to us.
As long as we do it all together,
she'll listen.
Give me the Phillips-head.
Savannah might have a reasonable explanation,
you know, for why she lied.
Well, great. She can tell us what it is
as she walks out the door.
- Yeah. - Holy shit.
I can't believe you're still holding onto this fossil, Dad.
You know, the new ones you can customize with preset drills
on your phone. I mean, this is--
Why would I want to buy something new
when I can fix what I already have?
'Cause it's covered in lead paint.
This thing's a fire hazard. - [scoffs]
I mean, look-- [chuckles]
All right, let me know when you're done
fiddling around with screwdrivers, okay?
We're gonna talk to Mom tonight,
present a united front.
- About what, Savannah? - Yeah.
Oh, don't worry about it. I got it covered.
What does that mean?
It means I talked to her, and it's settled, okay?
So you don't have to do an intervention
or whatever this was gonna be.
All right? I got it.
She's leaving.
When?
Soon.
All right, everybody inside.
Your mom's waiting.
Troy, hang back a sec.
Just relax.
What's up?
[tense music]
You're not to give that con artist one cent,
you understand me?
Dad, all I said was, I talked to her.
No, no, no. I-I know what those words mean
coming out of your mouth.
[TV drones]
She hasn't been this far in tournaments very often.
So we'll see how she does. - It's true.
Experience does pay off, doesn't it?
- It sure does. - Right.
I'm Harry Haddad.
[stirring music plays]
In the pursuit of pure excellence,
few brands come to mind.
Success to me is authenticity.
What? [overlapping greetings]
Why are you out there? - We were helping Dad
with the Lob-ster.
Oh, okay. Great.
Well, come on in. Grab a drink.
Grab a snack. We're about to start.
- Hey, guys. - Hey.
Excited for the big game?
- Yeah. - It's called a match.
- Okay, guys. - Yeah.
Asses in seats now.
I'm not missing the first serve.
[brightly] Troy's here.
Hey.
More wine, Joy?
Uh, just a smidge.
It's starting, Troy.
Yeah.
Uh, just a sec.
[announcers chatter on TV]
[printer whirring]
[knock on door]
Yeah?
So that's where my printer is.
You're running out of toner.
I have some good news.
They found that cheerleader.
Apparently, she just ran off with some guy.
- I saw. - So now maybe people will
start paying attention to your mom again.
They'll see your video, which is amazing by the way.
They did see my video.
That's a lot of emails.
That's great, Ame.
No. It's not.
About half of these are memes.
The other half are whack jobs or supposed psychics
who think they heard my mom on their AM radio
or that the government is--
is hiding her in the basement of a pizza shop.
No one knows anything.
[intriguing music]
What if I never see her again?
♪ ♪
[sighs] [door opens]
Hi. Welcome to Brooke Delaney's.
I gotta show you this.
♪ ♪
[sounds of something heavy being dragged]
What is this?
Look at the time stamp.
That's the night that Mom went missing.
This can't be what it looks like.
Brooke, yeah, tha--
no, that's exactly what it looks like.
Why are you showing this to me?
Why not Amy or Troy or--
Because I want you to come with me
when I take this to the cops.
[ominous music]
No fucking way. You're on your own.
[scoffs]
♪ ♪
Hey.
Really?
Really, Troy?
[scoffs]
How is he?
Well, he'll live.
All right.
Look, I know this is hard right now,
but I think it's good.
It's out there. It's in the open.
Now we can be together.
Be together? Troy, Troy, stop it.
[chuckles] What?
You just blew up my life.
I can't show my face at work.
I can't go back to my house.
Did you even think about me,
about what I wanted?
Yes. Of course I did.
- No, you didn't. - I did this for us.
Yes, I did. Come on.
- No, you didn't. - I love you.
You love me too. You just said it
two nights ago. - Oh, my God, what,
are you in high school? - No. Stop.
Stop. Don't--
You know what I loved?
The risk, the illicitness,
the secret weekend getaways, the fun.
- Okay. - This is not fucking fun.
I-I know that. I know.
That's not what this is.
That's not what we are.
Okay?
Hey.
[groans] Maybe not for you.
Maybe you're just in it for the fucked-up Oedipal shit.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
You want me to tell you?
You're freewheeling 'cause of your mom.
And you destroyed your surrogate father
'cause you don't have the balls to confront your real one.
You punched the wrong dad.
Got it. Thank you.
I'm sorry, Troy.
I am sorry about your mom.
I'm sorry about--
maybe I did love you, I don't know.
Uh... [clears throat]
But let me make this perfectly clear.
Look at me.
This is over.
[soft dramatic music]
[door opens, closes]
♪ ♪
[knocking on door]
Come on in.
You want to explain why you paid Savannah Pagonis
a lot of money?
Um, no.
[tense music]
No, I want to tell you why I think my dad killed my mom.
♪ ♪
If Jukich keeps hitting inside out,
she's gonna get caught
on Leandro's crosscourt backhand.
Uh-huh.
[TV drones]
[claps hands] Yes!
Ah, you gotta love her scrappiness, huh?
Reminds me of you back in the day, Brookie.
That final match when you took state--
unbelievable.
Must have been some match, hm?
Hey, why did you stop playing?
Oh, right, yeah, your ankle.
Yeah, I think you told me
something about that the other night.
Mm. [groans]
Anyone else need a refill?
Um, I could use some more of those spicy nuts.
Thanks, hon.
[TV drones]
You want a beer?
Nah, I'm good.
- Oof. - [sighs]
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[flutters tongue]
[TV drones]
Hey.
I brought the money.
It's time to go.
Mm. I'm having second thoughts.
You--[scoffs]
You're having second thoughts about $40,000?
What is that, a day's work for you?
That's not the point. A deal--
a deal is a deal.
[chuckles]
Hey, have you tried these? They're really good.
So you think Jukich can climb out of this set?
Hope so.
Mom, you know we know about Savannah.
Everybody knows.
No one thinks she's a bad person.
We just think it's time.
A friend of Gina's owns this little spot in Sarasota.
They're looking for waitstaff.
Okay, you're all overreacting.
Joy, you need to listen to your children
and realize you're being irrational.
I'm Harry Haddad.
If I have to listen to this fucking commercial
one more time-- - Dad.
Why did he fire you, Stan?
You don't talk about it.
I mean, no one in this family talks about.
It's like some big, dark secret looming over everything.
Savannah,
I hate to be the bearer of bad news,
but, uh, we have decided
that it is time that you-- - Stan, dr-drop it.
Is it? Is it some big, dark secret
why Harry fired you? - Savannah.
- Why do you care? - Why are even here?
I don't know. Simple curiosity maybe.
Every time his name comes up, you all just freeze
like scared little cats in the woods.
It's--it's funny.
Were you bad at your job, Stan?
Did he know you couldn't take him all the way?
Did you do something?
No, I was not bad at my job.
I could have made him the best player in the world.
Jesus Christ, here we go. Strap in.
Then this kid got in the way,
and here we are.
Yeah, well, got in the way of your backhand.
Guys, really?
You know what? Honestly, I'm just tired
of cleaning up messes for this family, truly.
So, um, good luck. I'm out.
Oh, Troy, come on, come on.
- It's fine, it's fine. - "Clean up our messes."
What mess did you clean up exactly
that you didn't start yourself, huh?
- Stan. - Are you kidding me?
Do you want a list, Dad?
The second mortgage on this house,
the maintenance bills at the academy--
and this house... - All right, all right.
We know you're rich, Troy. - The last two years
of Brooke's school... - Troy.
- Your retirement party... - Troy, stop!
- The trip to Wimbledon... - We know you're rich, Troy.
- Mom's car. - We know you're rich.
- You want me to keep going? - But it doesn't mean
what you think it means. - No?
- Stan. - It doesn't make you a man.
Okay, all right. You know what?
Uh, if I hadn't gone to Garces and suggested he buy you out,
you'd be swimming in so much debt
that you'd have lost the house by now, Dad.
[chuckling] Oh, so you told Garces to buy us out?
Yes. Yeah, 'cause that thing's
a fucking money pit.
And then you go to poor Logan
and try to get him to buy it.
Don't bring me into this.
You're in it, man.
That thing was our legacy,
and you destroyed it.
And as everyone in this family knows,
if you hadn't lost your shit over the fact
that Harry was a better player than you,
I would have been in his coaching box
at every major championship,
and I would have never needed a cent from you ever.
He was not better than me. He was not better than me.
Those serves were in, and I won that match.
He's a cheater, Dad.
He is a cheater.
Cheater? That's good coming from you.
What about your marriage? Does that count?
- Oh, hey. - Troy!
- Stop, stop. - Troy! Troy!
Troy! Troy! Troy! [overlapping shouting]
Stan, I did it. Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stan, stop it! I did it, okay?
I did it!
I made Harry leave you!
Stan, look at me!
For fuck's sake!
I did it!
It wasn't Troy!
Mom, what are you talking about?
I called Harry's dad.
I told him Harry needed a better coach
if he ever was gonna make it to a Grand Slam.
You had me fired?
- Yes! - You?
Yes, I did!
God, it was our dream, Joy.
It was our dream...
- No. - To raise a champion.
No, it was you!
You were obsessed.
Harry mattered more to you than anything.
No.
Stan, you hit my son!
Ah, Jesus.
I had to do something.
Why didn't any of you tell us this before?
Uh, I don't know. I don't know.
It was a while ago, and, um,
my mom was desperate for us to forget it.
You know, protecting our dad is in our fucked-up DNA, you know?
Logan likes to call us Team Delaney,
but, uh, I think we're more of a cult.
So Stan, your father,
he never really forgave your mom, did he?
Stan Delaney does not forgive.
He files things away, and he stews.
[ardent piano music]
- Thank you. - Sure.
We'll, uh, be in touch.
Okay.
♪ ♪
Well, now we know Stan Delaney's motive.
Yeah, but is it enough for the DA, you think,
without a body?
[sighs]
♪ ♪
Hey.
Hey, Troy.
What's up?
Those cops came to my house today, and, uh--
and I told them everything.
I told them why you've been angry with Mom for months.
And I told them why you've been angry with me for years.
And I told them what I think you're capable of.
[spluttering] And I told them
that I wish I'd been able to save her from you
like she saved, uh, me.
So I-I just thought I should come here
and tell you in person.
I thought I should come here and tell you in person
like a man.
Like a man.
[grunts]
[Phantogram's "Cruel World"]
[grunts]
♪ I'm putting you out of your misery ♪
♪ ♪
♪ 'Cause, darling, you're dragging me down ♪
Come back, Troy.
Troy!
[cell phone buzzes]
♪ But I'm over that now ♪
♪ I'm taking you out ♪
♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪
♪ ♪
Remy.
Remy!
I just got an email from Logan Delaney.
♪ So I'm saying my goodbyes ♪
You're not gonna believe this.
We fucking got him.
[groans] Come back.
[groaning]
♪ It only ever got me hurt ♪
♪ And I finally learned ♪
♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪
♪ ♪
♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪
[gasping]
♪ ♪
♪ Erase you from my mind ♪
♪ I'm sorry, but I ♪
♪ I'm cuttin' all the ties ♪
♪ So I'm saying my goodbyes ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Goodbye to my good side ♪
♪ ♪
♪ It only ever got me hurt ♪
♪ And I finally learned ♪
♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪
♪ ♪
♪ It's a cruel, cruel world ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Cruel, cruel world ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Every boy and girl needs a love ♪