(theme music playing)
♪ Got a secret, can you keep it ♪
♪ Swear this one you'll save ♪
♪ Better lock it in your pocket ♪
♪ Taking this one to the grave ♪
♪ If I show you then I know you ♪
♪ Won't tell what I said ♪
♪ Cause two can keep a secret ♪
♪ If one of them is dead ♪
♪ 'Cause two can keep a secret ♪
♪ If one of them is dead ♪
(uneasy music playing)
It happened over the summer.
I was working at the Orpheum with Chip.
This group of kids from school came in one night.
(indistinct chatter)
They said that there was a bonfire party
happening later that night
in the woods behind the school
and did I wanna come.
I did.
Uh, sure.
So, I asked Chip to cover for me.
You're shitting me.
You want to party with a bunch of meatheads
and their girlfriends?
♪ party music playing ♪
Tabby: It was...
a good time...
at first.
But then things took a turn.
I didn't think that I had had that much to drink,
but I, I got dizzy... lightheaded.
I remember thinking I needed to get home,
so I started walking.
Next thing I knew...
I was deeper in the woods...
away from everyone else...
on the ground.
Then he...
he was on top of me.
Was it Tyler?
Is that why you were so mad at him last night?
I thought it might've been,
but I cyber-stalked him,
and... he was on a family vacation that same weekend,
so it couldn't have been him.
I-I don't know... who it was.
♪ ♪
Tabby...
I am so...
so sorry that happened to you.
Did you tell your mom?
I couldn't.
I haven't told
anyone until...
right now.
I, um...
I don't know...
who it was either.
And I remember even less than you do.
I'm sorry, Imogen.
You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.
Would that be okay?
Of course.
Come here.
Hm.
(both inhale)
(exhale)
Tabby...
tomorrow after school, would you come with me
to see this potential source?
Joseph England.
'Member, he called and said he knew Angela and our moms?
Definitely.
Cool.
Apparently, he, um... lives at a train yard.
FYI.
♪ ♪
I was wondering, Ms. Clarke,
if you could add some fabric to my corset.
What's the problem?
-I could add a mesh panel. -Thank you, Ms. Clarke.
(clapping)
Some exciting news, class.
I've invited the director of repertoire at ABT,
Madame Lorraine, to come see "Swan Lake."
Also, she'll be in class tomorrow
to critique anyone valiant enough
to perform a variation for her.
Let me know by the end of the day.
Kelly... wait up.
Can we talk?
I was out of line saying all those things to you--
Kelly: You should know, Faran...
when I told Giry about all the crazy shit you spewed at me,
she was ready to throw you out of "Swan Lake."
The only reason you are still here...
is because I told her not to.
(tense music playing)
Hey, you didn't text me back... after Halloween.
Sorry. My moms were kinda pissed I missed curfew.
Oh, shit. Will they ever let you out again?
Actually, I think so. We're workin' on trust.
Why? What are you thinkin'?
I was thinking, us, bowling...
Tomorrow night.
Millwood Lane hosts cosmic hour at 7:00.
Would that be cool?
Yeah, yeah. That would be cool.
Great.
It's a date.
(chuckles)
Noa: You wanted to see me, Coach?
I did.
Sandy fractured her foot during an indoor trial.
Her spot is yours if you want it.
(scoffs)
I-I-I do, Coach D.
I appreciate you thinking of me, but...
I've just got too much going on at home right now.
But spring semester, I'm all yours.
(sighs)
♪ ♪
(phone ringing)
♪ ♪
Corey: Do you like this one, Angela?
I do, Corey, it's pretty.
Great, 'cause we're all getting our first initials in this style.
Right here.
Who's goin' first?
My friend Angela is.
Come on, Angie.
The girls are gonna lose it when they see
how sick we look.
I'll be right behind you.
(tattoo gun buzzing)
Vaseline.
Twice a day.
Got it?
Angela: Corey?
♪ ♪
(phone ringing)
Figured you might be practicing for a critique from Madame Giry's friend.
I am. I want Lorraine to see that I can do more
-than just blend in with a gaggle of swans. -Oh, please.
You couldn't blend in if you tried.
-You pop. You're a star. -(chuckles)
But, you know, it's cool that you're presenting tomorrow.
To be honest, I wasn't even sure you like dancing.
What?
Are you serious?
I mean...
I don't like the politics and pettiness around ballet.
But the actual dancing, the purity of that...
I love it.
Can I ask what happened to your back?
An accident?
No. Scoliosis.
I had... corrective surgery when I was eight.
You were dancing when you were eight?
My mother had me in a tutu when I was six. (chuckles)
When my first ballet teacher noticed the curve in my back,
my mom couldn't get me to a doctor fast enough.
It had to be surgery? That young?
-You couldn't just wear a brace? -Apparently.
And I wore a brace before and... after the surgery.
Fuck.
Does it ever hurt?
Your back.
Nothing I can't handle.
I should get home.
My mom's driving in tonight, from Pittsburgh.
Is she comin' to class tomorrow?
Yes... unfortunately.
(chuckling)
Go. I got it.
You got it.
-You Imogen Adams? -(both gasp)
Um... yes.
Are you Joseph?
Crazy Joe.
Both: Oh.
Come on inside. It's warmer.
(tense music playing)
Uh, I can close that if you're cold.
Crazy Joe, was it?
No thank you. We're good.
So, Joseph-- Joe... (clears throat)
how did you come to live way out here?
The town pays me to keep an eye on the derelict cars.
To make sure no one burns them.
Yeah, that makes sense.
Joe...
you said you knew Angela Waters.
More than knew her. I was in love with her.
We didn't date or anything.
But we were fellow misfits...
friends.
Till that gaggle of she-bitches turned her head
and took her away from me.
They adopted her.
Turned her into a high-town bitch, if you ask me.
("Connection" by Elastica playing)
I tried to warn her about those girls, but... she ignored me.
And look what happened to her.
Tragedy.
Do you know why Angela killed herself?
Joe: Angela couldn't keep up with those girls,
and so, eventually she came crashing down...
on Y2K night.
What about her family?
Do you know anything about them?
Her mother... Rose.
That was her only family. After Angela was found, Rose snapped.
(screams)
♪ ♪
Showed up to the school one day with a butcher knife.
(all screaming)
Oh my god.
-What was she there for? -Revenge.
Did she... stab someone?
She tried to. Multiple students.
The girls who adopted Angela?
No... A table of boys.
One of the teachers stopped her.
-Thank god. -Geez.
They took her away... to an asylum.
The Radley Sanitarium.
In Rosewood.
Yep.
She still there?
Could very well be.
Uh... did you bring my money?
Yeah... of course.
Here.
He was talking about our moms.
-The quote, unquote, she-bitches. -Without a doubt.
My mom said they tried to help Angela.
Maybe that's what Crazy Joe meant by adopting her.
Whatever it was, it clearly didn't work.
Tabby...
your mom's still going to that real estate conference, right?
-I believe so. -Great.
Then we're going to Rosewood, to the Radley Sanitarium,
to find Rose Waters, hopefully.
-Okay. -Okay.
Kelly: Where'd you disappear to, Greg?
After we (sighs) hooked up...
I got my ass chewed out by that Tabby chick.
Heard she punched Tyler in the face.
(chuckles) Right in the nose.
And he must've been hella embarrassed
because I haven't seen him at school since.
Oh... good.
Tyler's an asshole.
It all started with his stupid video.
Or maybe before that.
Greg.
Come on.
What's the big deal?
It's not like we're cheating on her.
Karen's gone.
Don't you miss her?
I mean, we both do, right?
That's... That's why we kissed at the party, isn't it?
May-Maybe I don't.
Miss her, I mean.
Maybe I always wanted you...
Kelly.
(tense music playing)
Stop. (groans) Stop, stop! Just stop!
-(breathing heavily) -Come on.
You Beasley girls like it rough.
That might've been my sister,
but it is not me, you horndog.
And if you want a chance in hell with me...
you better be at "Swan Lake"
front and center with flowers.
Now, goodbye, Greg.
I have to practice.
♪ ♪
♪ Don't make a move, you're playing with fire ♪
♪ And they got the lighters don't make a move ♪
♪ This could be dire ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ There's no shakin' hands, dancin' with devils... ♪
Hey, Coach Desjardin came by practice today.
(sighs)
You wanna tell me why you turned down a spot on the track team?
(exhales)
Noa?
So...
my mom got fired...
from the hospital...
for stealing drugs.
-What? -(sighs) So, I need to be here for her.
At home to keep her busy, make sure she stays clean.
Noa, all you've wanted was to get back on that team.
-Haven't you given up enough for her? -Don't, Shawn.
You don't get it. Your parents are perfect.
You have no idea what it's like to live with an addict.
It's a disease.
I can't turn my back on her.
I mean, I-I won't.
(video call ringing)
(answers call)
You know the rules, Steve. One encounter. That's it.
I did it to give you one more memory with Rachel,
and you have to be okay with that.
I understand.
-Thank you again. -Bye, Steve.
I heard about your mom's dismissal from Millwood General.
I'm still friends with Cathy, the charge nurse there.
I... know what she did was wrong,
but I still can't believe they fired her.
She gave that hospital everything.
Trust me, I know.
It's grueling.
Nurse Simmons, my mom loves being a nurse.
Is there anything you can do... to help her?
Hm, I worked with your mom.
I tell you what.
I'm gonna give Cathy a call.
We'll see if anything can be done.
-Thank you. -(bell rings)
So, this guy, he told us that Angela Waters' mom
was committed to the Radley Sanitarium in Rosewood.
Okay.
But are we sure we can trust a man who lives in a train car?
-Stellar point. -And just to ask a question,
is there any universe in which...
creepy train guy is A?
-Absolutely. -Except for the fact that he didn't try to kill us,
but definitely a person of interest.
Anyway... we looked up the Radley Sanitarium.
A few years ago, it was shut down
and turned into a hotel.
-Mr. England... -AKA Crazy Joe.
(sighs) confirmed what we've all been suspecting.
That our moms are all connected
to whatever happened to Angela Waters,
which we think is why...
A's targeting us.
Therefore, if we can figure out what went down
between Angela and our moms
from someone other than our not forthcoming moms--
It might help us figure out who A is.
So, Tabby and I thought,
what if we skip the rest of the day
and road trip to Rosewood?
-"Thelma and Louise" style. -To find someone who knew Rose Waters
and can tell us about her.
Tabby: Or, maybe, we hit the jackpot
and actually find Rose Waters.
-I've got my boss's car. -Oh.
They have a spa. And I have party cash.
Uh-uh. This recruiter from ABT is here today.
Also, my mom.
And "Swan Lake" is tomorrow night
and you all better be there.
Yeah, I have to keep an eye on my mom.
And I kinda, sorta have a bowling date with Ash.
(all gasp)
-Faran: Ooh! -Tabby: Oh my god.
He's like a teen Cole Sprouse.
I am so shipping this. "Mash" needs to be canon.
I'm excited.
Yeah, but also nervous.
(inhales) Guess it's just you and me.
Do you wanna be Thelma or Louise?
Good either way. (sighs)
-But I am not driving off a cliff for anyone. -Fair.
Mom?
There's a path through this.
Nurse Simmons called the hospital,
and they're willing to hire you back
if you go to rehab for 30 days.
Baby, look at me.
I'm doing good.
Mom, that's just not true.
My whole life, I've never known you not to be on some kind of drug.
(sighs)
I thought...
I thought when I took the fall for you
that I was helping you,
that that would be your rock bottom.
But it wasn't yours.
It was mine.
You're right.
-I am? -Yes, Noacita, about everything.
This isn't how it's supposed to be.
You taking care of me.
I'm the one that's supposed to be holding this family together.
But let's both do it... Mom.
Partners.
(inhales) Okay, I'll go.
I'll go to rehab.
(hopeful music playing)
(classical music playing)
Madame Lorraine: Ms. Bryant.
You favor your left side.
Have you ever been injured?
-Um-- -She has scoliosis.
And... like a crazy scar on her back.
Madame Lorraine: In that case...
I'm even more impressed.
("Ironic" by Alanis Morissette playing)
Both: (singing) ♪ It's like rain ♪
♪ On your wedding day ♪
♪ It's a free ride when you've already paid ♪
♪ It's the good advice that you just didn't take ♪
♪ Oh, who would've thought, it figures ♪
Imogen: Woo!
Oh, okay, uh, where am I turning?
The Radley's off King Street, it says.
("Champagne for Two" by Alain Bernard Denis playing)
♪ ♪
Oh my god.
-They have cucumber water. -That's how you know it's fancy.
-(Imogen clears throat) -(dings bell)
Hi. (chuckles)
Can we get some information about The Radley
from before it was a hotel?
From when it was a sanitarium.
We're students at Rosewood High
doing a history project on the town.
Tabby: And, um, we were assigned the Radley.
There wasn't much information online.
A person I could direct you to is Eddie Lamb,
our maintenance manager.
He's worked in this building for years.
Could we talk to him?
Eddie won't be in until tomorrow morning.
Hm.
Would you mind giving us his phone number?
We don't give out our employee's personal contact information.
Fine. We'll just wait.
The lobby's for guests only.
♪ ♪
Luckily, Jeff...
I just held a rather lucrative fundraiser.
Cash okay?
(upbeat music playing)
♪ Hey ♪
-Ho-ly... -Balls!
(laughs)
(both screaming)
This bed feels like a marshmallow!
(gasps) Oh my god!
Chocolate-covered strawberries.
(angelic) Ahh!
-(laughs) Ooh! -Mm.
♪ ♪
-Oh, hell yes! -What?
-(gasps) -Both: Robes!
(giggling)
Mm, I could get used to this.
Mm-hm... Cheers.
-Cheers. -(chuckling)
(knocks on door)
Hi.
Uh, Shawn, Noa isn't home.
I know that.
She's at school...
and I should be at football practice.
Well, can I help you with something?
Yeah.
Do you have any idea how badly you're hurting
your daughter's life right now?
Look, I know what you made her do.
And letting her take the fall for your drug habit.
She told you that?
I wasn't gonna say anything,
but she's giving up a spot on the track team for you.
I didn't ask her to do that.
Look... if you care about Noa at all...
then stop draggin' her down before it's too late.
Zeke: Sorry I couldn't be there, baby.
It's okay. You were working.
Glad your mom was there to represent, though.
I was, and let me tell you, I was so proud.
-I knew it. -(chuckles)
From when you took your first baby steps, I knew it.
-(laughs) -My little girl's gonna be a star.
And today, you showed me,
you showed everyone,
including that Beasley trash
who found it necessary to bring up your scoliosis.
That's just Kelly being Kelly.
Or Karen. Take your pick.
It did make me think, though.
Now that you're older,
maybe it's time we take care of that scar.
I found a plastic surgeon here in town.
-He's happy to give you a consultation. -Not surgery again, Corey.
It's just a consultation, Zeke.
But if no one's interested, I'll drop it.
Maybe...
Maybe I should look into it, Daddy.
It can't hurt to see what the doctor has to say.
If he can get rid of it,
it would be one less thing to worry about.
One less asterisk by my name.
Asterisk Faran Bryant, amazing dancer,
considering her scoliosis.
So long as it's what you want.
Worth checking out.
That's why I went ahead and made you an appointment
for tomorrow morning.
-See? Mother knows best. -(laughs)
Tabby: So...
what do you wanna do?
Hm. Oh my god, Tabby, this is so lame...
but can we stay in?
I haven't been this comfortable in, like...
(exhales) seven months.
I hear ya. All good. (sighs)
But...
if you wanna go out
for a night on the town, you should.
I don't know about having a night on the town,
but I was gonna go out and explore,
-see if I could find a movie theater or bookstore... -Ooh.
or something equally geeky.
-Do it! -Hm?
Go! Yes!
Okay. (chuckles)
("Jeepster" by T. Rex playing)
(bowling pins falling)
♪ You're so sweet ♪
-♪ You're so fine ♪ -Ah! (laughs)
♪ I want you all and everything ♪
♪ Just to be mine ♪
♪ 'Cos you're my baby ♪
♪ 'Cos you're my love ♪
♪ Oh, girl, I'm just a Jeepster for your love ♪
♪ You slide so good ♪
♪ With bones so fair ♪
Hey, did you see that one?
I almost got a spare that time.
Um...
I'm suddenly starving.
Will you get us some nachos?
Sure. Nachos with plastic cheese comin' right up.
(tense music playing)
Steve: Isn't this a nice coincidence?
What the hell are you doing here?
Enjoying a little cosmic bowling.
-Did you follow me here? -What?! No.
-I come here all the time, Rachel. -Stop it, Steve.
I'm not... Rachel.
I'm not your real daughter. I'll never be her.
Look, I'm sorry that she was taken from you.
I wanted to help you, to comfort you,
but now that's over...
and you need to stay away from me, okay?
Oh, look, here comes your friend.
-Hey. -Ash.
Mouse, what's up? Who's this?
-Mouse: He's, um-- -Hi there. I'm Mouse's dad.
Yeah, he's my dad.
This is obviously a very long, involved story.
I'm Ash. Mouse and I go to Millwood High together.
Oh... Pleasure to meet you, Ash. (chuckles)
Actually, Ash, I'm not feeling... too great.
Uh, more nauseous than starving now.
-Can we please get out of here? -Yeah. Sure, of course.
♪ ♪
You lied to me.
You've been lying to me... for who knows how long.
Lying to you about what?
Shawn dropped by for a visit, okay?
And not only
did he say that you told him everything,
all our business, our secret,
he then gave me an earful
on how much of a burden I am to you.
-If he did, it's because he's worried. -Uh-huh. Shawn was right.
You've done more than enough for me.
Get on that track team, Noa.
I can take care of myself.
I don't need 30 days in rehab.
I am fine right where I am.
Matter of fact... I got a job.
What?
At Pinball Pizza.
That way I won't be bothering you.
You don't have to concern yourself with me, ever again.
(door opens, slams)
(sighs)
♪ Feels good ♪
♪ Here on the other side ♪
♪ I always knew it would ♪
♪ And I won't say I'm looking back to love ♪
♪ I know I never should ♪
♪ Feels good ♪
Any good?
"Men, Women, and Chainsaws" is my Bible.
(chuckles)
Where are you from?
'Cause... you don't go to Rosewood.
I would've noticed.
Millwood. I'm just here for the night.
You wanna... grab a cup of coffee
and then I can give you the tour?
Coffee sounds great.
("Beach Boy" by BENEE playing)
♪ You're quiet and I'm loud, it's never a bore ♪
-♪ It makes sense, the difference ♪ -(laughing)
♪ But what's distance for ♪
♪ Beach boy, be my bitch babe ♪
♪ If it's only for a day ♪
♪ Take me out, but I won't stay ♪
♪ Beach boy, be my beach babe, be my bitch ♪
♪ For a day, for a day be my beach ♪
Slow down.
-What's the problem? -Stop, I said.
(tense music playing)
What do you say? My treat.
I think I'm just gonna...
read my book. But thanks.
It's all good.
Have a nice night.
("Beach Boy" continues)
(breathing heavily)
(Imogen sighs)
Imogen: Hey.
You wouldn't happen to know Eddie Lamb, would you?
(phone dings)
(tense music playing)
(floor creaking)
Henry?
What are you--
♪ ♪
Help!
(breathing heavily, grunting)
Ah!
♪ ♪
(screams) Help!
No, no, no, no, no! No! Somebody help me!
Somebody help me!
(breathing heavily)
Ah!
♪ ♪
(grunting)
(screams) Help!
Please, please, please!
♪ ♪
(crying) I'm Kelly, okay?!
I'm Kelly!
I'm Kelly! I'm Kelly!
I'm Kelly! I'm Kelly! (crying)
I'm Kelly. I'm Kelly. I'm Kelly.
I'm Kelly. I'm Kelly.
(music crescendos)
(crying)
(breathing heavily)
Oh, hey!
How was your night... out?
Uneventful.
How was your night in?
Unexpectedly productive.
Oh?
I spoke with Eddie Lamb...
who it turns out, was an orderly at the Radley
back when it was an insane asylum.
What? Okay, teen sleuth.
I asked him about Mrs. Waters,
and he's meeting us for breakfast tomorrow,
and he's bringing an old visitors log.
-Pretty good, right? -Very good. (chuckles)
(tense music playing)
-(door opens) -Hey. How'd it go?
What did Dr. Creed say?
Lots of things.
But I'm not having the surgery.
Surgeries, by the way.
Plural. And very invasive.
What did he say exactly?
Oh, I was just listening to him go on and on
about how grueling this process will be,
and how the pain will be acute,
but mostly tolerable.
And all I could think was...
is this what I even want?
Will this...
finally...
make me happy?
Of course, it will.
-You'll be that much more beautiful. -(scoffs)
-Stronger than ever. -Mom...
when you say things like that,
it makes me feel like
you're saying I'm not beautiful,
that I am weak.
You're gorgeous and strong.
-But that scar-- -So what if I have a scar?
If I can live with it, why can't you?
What is it with you and appearances?
You think you're building me up,
but really, you're doing the opposite.
Everything I've done has been for you...
to forge you.
Because believe you me, they will tear you up.
The only person who's torn me up is you.
(sighs) Was my surgery even necessary?
Of course, it was.
The doctor said it was something you had to have,
-that it couldn't wait. -Well, that was then,
and this is now.
And it's my body, Mom, mine.
And you need to be okay with that or not.
I don't care anymore.
Mr. Lamb, why did you keep working here
after the Radley turned into a hotel?
They offered me a job to help with the transition.
I had a mortgage, needed the money.
All visitors had to sign in, and that was the book.
According to this,
Rose Waters was visited by A. Waters?
Mm-hm.
But... they're different signatures.
You caught that, huh?
Shades of "Vertigo."
So... multiple people came to visit Mrs. Waters
and signed in as Angela?
There were five of them.
Five young ladies who... traded off.
Would you remember what they looked like?
Mm-hm.
(camera clicks)
That's them.
Figured it was some kind of community service
they were doin' for high school.
Visit the crazy lady, ya know?
What was she, um, being treated for?
Trauma-induced psychosis, then schizophrenia.
Did she ever... get out?
No.
She was here until the asylum was shut down.
Then what happened?
Some of the patients were sent to
the Sisters of Quiet Mercy over in Riverdale.
Others, like Rose, were...
released, bussed out of town.
We heard a story that Rose Waters
attacked a bunch of students at Millwood High School.
She'd had a...
psychotic break
after her daughter was raped and then killed herself.
Angela... Waters
was...
raped?
Right before she jumped to her death.
A-According to Rose.
(tense music playing)
(phone dings)
♪ ♪
Madame Giry: Thank you for coming to see me, Faran.
Are you all right?
Yes.
Just... got some disturbing news.
-But I'm fine. -Glad to hear it.
Kelly Beasley has dropped out of "Swan Lake" for...
personal reasons.
So I'd like you to dance Odile.
If you still know the part,
I can arrange to have the costume altered to cover your back.
I do know the part, Madame Giry.
And I'll dance it.
But...
you don't need to alter my costume.
I'm good.
-Noa, I'm, I'm so sorry. -(Noa sighs)
I feel... terrible.
I shouldn't have said anything.
It doesn't matter, Shawn.
She doesn't wanna get better.
If she did... (sighs) she would.
And I can't keep fucking enabling her.
(sighs)
Well, it's official.
There have been more recastings
in this one production of "Swan Lake" than all of
-"Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark." -(laughs)
Congratulations.
-You nervous? -Not even a bit.
But I need you to do me a favor.
I'm updating my bio for the board...
and I want a new picture to go with it.
Will you take it for me?
Absolutely.
Something doesn't add up.
What doesn't?
While you were taking your bath,
I was looking at pictures we took
of Eddie's logbook,
and he said there were five signatures,
but by my count...
-there are six. -W-What do you mean?
I mean, there are six different A. Waters signatures.
Five belonging to our moms, according to Eddie.
Oh my god.
But then, who's the sixth person?
So, we have a... mystery person out there who
visited Angela's mom at the Radley...
-as A. Waters? -Yes.
And...
Angela, before she died was...
Yeah.
Poor Angela Waters.
(somber music playing)
Tabby...
what you told me about, back at your house...
my story's like that, too.
It happened that same night as...
that fucked-up party at Karen's house back in March.
After I took Tyler's phone
and handed Karen over to Kelly...
I grabbed a bottle of vodka
and went to the beach to drink it alone.
And that's basically all I remember
until, um...
I woke up in... pain.
My underwear was... gone
and there was some blood on my dress.
That (cries)...
That was the night... I got pregnant.
♪ ♪
(exhales)
Any idea who he was?
Mm.
-Come here. Come here. -(Imogen crying)
-(exhales) -Shh.
-Imogen? -Yeah?
Do you think it could've been the same guy?
Maybe.
I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but...
I'm ready to get home.
I feel like we're getting closer...
to something, Tabby.
Me too.
And, you know, uh, if we go straight to school,
we could make Faran's performance. (chuckles)
Let's do it.
-Ugh. Sorry I'm late. -All good?
(tense music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
Imogen: Wow...
She really went there.
I think it's beautiful.
Same.
Her bio's super intense, though.
Good for Faran. I'm proud of her.
Totally.
Maybe afterwards we can take her out for pizza,
and you can tell us about how it went in Rosewood.
Yeah.
Oh, shit. We should--
-Oh, yeah, uh, let's get inside. -Ugh.
(indistinct chatter)
(tense music playing)
Faran: Against the wishes of my doctors,
my father, and myself,
my mother chose a surgery for me I didn't need
in an unrelenting quest for perfection.
Tonight, I dance for all girls
who have been scarred inside and out.
(car starts)
Uh, hey, Coach?
Noa.
If it's not too late,
I would love to join the track team.
Like... as soon as possible.
How's tomorrow morning? 5:30?
I'll be there. Thank you.
-Yeah, it was impressive. -(laughing)
♪ ♪
-Noa: What'd I miss? -(gasps) Nothing.
(audience chattering)
Good luck out there.
-You're not supposed to say that. -Oh, well, how 'bout this?
You look beautiful.
Leave it all on the floor, Bryant.
Leave it all on the floor, Henry.
(classical music playing)
(audience applauding)
(all cheering)
-You guys made it back. -Imogen: Yes!
And thank god because you were incredible.
No joke.
You put the entire cast
of "Center Stage" in the shade.
(laughing)
Oh-ho.
Do you guys wanna get pizza?
Um, Faran?
-Daddy, what's up? -Grab your things. We gotta go.
-Why? What's wrong? -Your mom was in an accident.
She's at the hospital right now.
(tense music playing)
♪ ♪
-(typing) -(dings)