Previously onSo Help Me Todd...
You have a nemesis?MARGARET: Natalie Harris.
The most conniving woman you'll ever meet.
LAUREN: It's really nice that you guys are friends
and everything's fine.
TODD: It is fine, right?ALLISON: Yes.
Even Peter thinks it's fine, and I told him everything.
TODD: Wait, are you serious?
Peter is not threatened by you at all.
TODD: He's an amazing guy, and you deserve him.
Mom, are you okay?I think Harry has left me.
HARRY: I'm gonna go to Iceland and live in a hut
and farm and be naked under the stars.
Chuck, we have to talk.
TODD: I still can't believe you left him.
I'm outside Multnomah Falls Arena,
where over the last month, big money giveaways
to lucky Golden Ticket winners have electrified Portland.
And today one lucky fan will win...
$1 million!
All right, hockey fans, congratulations
to our winner, who is sitting in tonight's lucky spot.
Section 101, row 27, seat 74.
Come get your check, yeah!
Whoo! All right, Widow fans,
I will see you at Friday's game
for our final giveaway
of $5 million!
[mascot cheers]
Whoo! Man.
Do you know what I can do with a million dollars?
Put up new curtains in the garage?
What? Chuck, no.
It's a million dollars. I'm not gonna
live in a garage if I have a million dollars.
I mean, hey, I love living in your garage.
I love never cleaning.
I love you bringing me Pop-Tarts at 3:00 a.m.
You're welcome.
But no, if I had a million dollars,
I could open my own P.I. firm.
Would you take on personal cases?
Like domestic stuff?
Like marital stuff?Like Allison?
Uh, maybe.
Allison, I think showing up
for Chuck's work functions while separated shows hope.
Shh. Mom, his coworkers don't know.
I'm just here as a favor, or to keep up appearances, or...
I don't know, I'm here.
Allison, it is sweet. It shows empathy.
You care, and because you care,
don't you think that your marriage deserves
a chance in therapy?[scoffs]
Look, what do you need to know?
Is she ever coming back? Is she seeing somebody else?
Does she still love me?
Please, please, Chuck, no, do not cry.
Again. Okay? This is your place of employment.
I mean, Allison, I know bad marriages,
and this, trust me, is not that. [stammers]
A little bit of work and you can be having children.
I'm just confused as to why you seem so concerned
about my marriage as opposed to me...
Because I want you both to be happy.
I appreciate that.
And you are now squatting in my condo.
You said you didn't want me in a shady Airbnb
in Southeast.No, well, I don't but...
Oh, this guy.Hey, Bumpy.
This guy!This guy. Are you kidding me?
[grunting] This guy? What about this guy?
Well, thanks to this guy, Widows games sell out now.
This is the genius behind the Golden Ticket Giveaway.
Go, boys!
[buzzer blares]
[crowd cheering]
Sorry. Hi.Oh, thank God, thank you.
I thought they were out of these again.
Yeah. Okay, just don't eat them fast,
like you did last time, okay?
Don't want another situation with meat for you.
I'm mostly just trying to escape from Mom.
Yeah? Moving in with her part of this exit strategy?
No. My Airbnb is being fumigated.
And it's actually really much more convenient.
I can take the tram from her apartment
to the hospital, and...
Am I shame-eating these? Is that what's happening?
[buzzer blares]Oh, come on, Gersen, get back on D!
Let's not get lazy now.
Oh, defense! Come on, Gersen!
Oh, look, it's your ex,
who's engaged to someone else.
Is that him, the multimillionaire in his own box?
Hi. Would you like to have a conversation with me?
She kissed me.What? When?
It doesn't matter. Nothing came of it, so...
Aren't you dating Amy, the Rose Empress?
Yes, well, she's back at Cornell now,
so we're doing long distance,Uh-huh.
Which means she's probably going out to dinner with
future lawyers and judges.
You know, men who don't live in garages.Garages, yeah.
You should move on.
For your own good.
Susan's about to get married.
You don't want to pine.
I'm not pining. That's not what this is at all.
Are you kidding me? Look at yourself.
Your face is pine.I'm not...
You smell like a pine-scented Yankee Candle.
That is my cologne, okay?
It's very earthy.[inhales deeply]
Just, you don't want to further complicate
things with Susan.
I thought you said Peter was a nice guy.
TODD: [scoffs] Yeah, he's the best.
Well, he's very rich, if nothing else.
Caramel apple, brownie caramel bites.
Hmm, what else is caramel?
Oh, enjoying the sweet life, I see.
[chuckles] Yeah. Much better than the nosebleed seats
we used to get.
Are you still afraid of Fang?I'm not afraid of Fang.
I just think that if your team name is the Widows,
a more appropriate mascot would be
a gang of dead husbands.
So you're scared of spiders,
but not of a gang of corpses?
Yeah, I'm not scared of a gang of corpses
because zombies aren't real. Yet.
[laughs]
SUSAN: Do you remember when we won front row seats,
and Bronovich got punched, and his blood
splattered all over the glass in front of us?Mm-hmm.
SUSAN: And then his tooth...TODD: Flew right into my mouth.
Yes. I mean, how could anyone forget that, let alone me?
Susan.
Oh, hey.There you are.
Todd, my boy.Hey, Peter.
We were just talking about this brawl that we saw here,
and this tooth.
It's a long story.
Um, you really should have sued.
Yeah, well, had you been a lawyer back then,
maybe I would have.
We would have won.
We definitely would have won.
How far we've all come.
That's right.All right, then.
We'd best be off, love.
Okay.Bye, Peter.
[sighs]
No one's gonna cut this cake?
Mm, you should call your P.I. firm
All the Wright Investigations.
Hmm, that name suggests that
all other investigations are wrong.
Oh.
I love it.Right?
Yes, I do! By the way,
how much more Zamboni time do we have?
Oh, about 15 more minutes.
[snaps fingers]15 great minutes.
Yeah. Hey, did I tell you about my inspiration
for the Golden Ticket Giveaway?WOMAN: Chuck Grant?
That's him.That's me.
I'm Special Agent Fox.
This is my partner, Special Agent Carter.
We'd like to ask a few questions.
Oh. Okay.
Dude, that's...
[phone ringing]Ugh. Allison,
your phone is ringing. Ooh.
Yeah, it's Chuck. I will call him back later.
Allison, I can do all of that in the morning.
There is no hope for your marriage if you don't talk.
He calls me all the time asking where his shoes are,
or how to turn on the dishwasher.
He's Chuck.
I want to empty this out so I can put my spoon in.
Hand-washing takes half a second.
No, thank you. There are thousands
of bacterial strains on a sponge.
The dishwasher sterilizes it.Okay, but please,
Allison, the bowls go over here.
And glasses open end up.[phone chiming]
ALLISON: Okay.[chimes]
That's your phone.Oh.
Well, it's-- Oh, it's just Todd.
I'll talk to him later. Ooh.[phone ringing]
Chuck is calling again.
He is a grown man. I will call him back
when I'm done helping you with this.
Well, it doesn't help to put things in the wrong place.
Oh, for crying in the night, would you answer your phone?!
You're not answering Todd.He's calling again.
It could be an emergency.
It's not. I promise you it is not an emergency, Mom.
Stop! Don't touch my phone.
Hi. Why are you ignoring my texts?
Chuck is in trouble.I seriously doubt that.
Pick it up! Pick it up!
Okay.
Chuck, what's going on?
CHUCK: Hey, glad you answered.
I only have a second. We're on a little bio break.
What? A bio break from what?
He is being interrogated at FBI headquarters right now.
Todd, don't be ridiculous.
Chuck interrogated. FBI.
Yeah, we're really just chatting.
They're very interested in the Golden Ticket Giveaway.
It's no big deal. Oh, hey, they're back. Gotta go.
Wait, don't hang up.Call a lawyer!
Oh, my God.
There's no world where that's not a big deal, right?
No, there is not. Grab your coat.
FOX: Wow.
Mm-hmm.I've never met anyone who
invented a lottery before.
Well... [chuckles]
How'd you pick out the winning seats?
Darts. I put the seating chart
over the dart board in my office,
and wherever that dart landed, that was the winning seat.
Totally random. It's pretty cool, huh?
Thank you, Justine.
I owe you one.Thanks.
Who else knows about the winning seat numbers,
in advance of the giveaway?
The giveaway.CHUCK: Just me.
It was a secret I kept in my heart.
It's all you.
Mm-hmm.It's all on you.
You're the only one at the center of this whole thing.
Yep.
Oh, my God, he's implicating himself.
For what?I don't know.
I've got to get in there.
Those prize winners have me to thank.
Me, and me only. Chuck Jebidiah Grant.
Stop, stop, stop.
I'm shutting this down. I am this man's attorney.
Margaret Wright, you don't have the authority
to shut anything down.
Mr. Grant refused counsel,
and he's our witness, not your client.
Natalie Harris.
I should have known.
♪
I just can't believe this is real.
Well, that's exactly how I felt when Harry left,
but Todd kept me calm and we solved the problem together,
and that's exactly what we're going to do now.[elevator dings]
Margaret, a word.
Oh, of course.
Uh, uh, uh, uh, Allison, you go on ahead.
I'll be right there. [chuckles] Okay.
Yes?Margaret, I need you to be my second chair
on a federal security fraud trial.
Oh, well, when are the trial dates?Today, 1:00 p.m.
We are halfway through the plaintiff's witnesses,
but the intent threshold is impossible,
and it's not looking good.
Beverly, I wish I could, but I have...
Not the right answer for someone in the running
to be named partner.
I would love to be your second,
b-b-but I have a trial case, a federal case of my own
that is occupying all of my time.
I'm very serious about this promotion, Beverly.
Mm. I appreciate the fawning.
It's not gonna help me win my case, is it?
Why won't the Feds tell us why they're investigating him?
Because they're the Feds.
Legally, they don't have to until an arrest is made.
But they will have an airtight case
when the handcuffs come out.
That is why their conviction rate is so high.
This is terrifying, right?
We have to investigate Chuck like they would.
So, Chuck, why don't you start with telling us
everything that they asked you.
Um, they asked me about Mitsy Mulgrew.
The $250,000 prize winner? Did you know her?
Well, I met her a month ago when she won the prize money.
You know, to fill out the paperwork.
Mm-hmm, and I guarantee you they've already talked to her,
which led them right back to you.
Who's the only person who knows
which stadium seats will win.
Mm-hmm.It's fraud.
It's fraud.ALLISON: Yeah.
They think Chuck used
his list of winning seats to choose the winners
and get kickbacks from those who won.
MARGARET: Yes.CHUCK: What? No. I would never do that.
That's illegal, and dishonest.
Chuck, we need to prove your innocence
before they prove your guilt.
Okay, I'll get to Mitsy Mulgrew and do a background check.
And I'll ask Lyle to reach out to Alex,
our new forensic accountant.
Forensic accountant?Why? What's that for?
Alex will do a deep dive on all of your finances,
all of your accounts, everything.
We need to prove that there is nothing suspicious.
We need to find what Natalie will find
before Natalie finds it.
Wait, all of our accounts?
We're both being investigated right now?
What are we supposed to do while that's happening?
Support each other.
[indistinct chatter]
You must be Alex.
I'm not sure what Ms. Wright was thinking,
but as a Mensa scholar I am more than capable
of handling our internal
forensic financial investigations.
And I don't need anybody...I'm a client here.
And I'm Alex.
Lyle? Hmm.
Um, in order to do my job, I will need bank statements,
tax filings and any other investment accounts
that Chuck and Allison Grant might have.
[spraying]I'll also need a...
space of my own.
Mensa? That's fantastic.
Y-Yes. I-- well, I qualified when...
Files are over there where we keep the--
Conference room. It's a room where...
Space. Lots of space where we--
I can show you. If you come this way.
[snaps fingers]No, no.
It's over this way.
[papers shuffling]LYLE: Shoot. Shoot.
Wait, so, Mitsy, how are you broke now
if you won the $250,000 prize three weeks ago?
Listen to me. To win that money,
I had to agree to cash the check,
and put half of it in this weird blue leather bag,
and leave it at the drop-off.
This is going in the Sentinel?
Uh, online Sentinel.
Uh, digital. It's more of a blog.
But, um, anonymous, right?
Oh, yeah, it'll be like no one will ever read it.
So, wait, you said a blue leather bag?
Yeah. With the initials "C.G." monogrammed on the side.
Wait. C.G.? Is that...
Are those the initials of the person
who set you up with all this?
I have no clue.
The whole thing was done over the phone.
It sounded like a robot on the other end.
A robot? It told me
what seat number to buy.
I bought the seat, I sat in the seat,
and I won.
Then I just had to drop off half the money.
Though, believe me, I wish I hadn't done it.
Because the Feds found out?
Because Uncle Sam took the other half in taxes.
So I'm broke again.
This phone number you called,
um, how'd you get that?
No.
I shouldn't even have said this much.
But it's anonymous.
I signed a piece of paper with that uptight
U.S. attorney lawyer lady,
and I can't talk about this anymore.
[sighs]
I do have a blue monogrammed bag.
Yeah, it's my gym bag. Why?
It was used in the kickback scheme.
What? No. That can't be right.Yes.
Although that bag did go missing about a month ago.
Missing? From where?
From my office.
But nobody here would steal it.
All my coworkers are my friends. I love them.
I mean, you could ask Janet, ask Francisco the janitor...
No, no, no, Chuck, we're not asking anyone.
Skippy, Bob...Look, Chuck,
no one knows there's an investigation happening,
and we need to keep it that way.That's right.
Otherwise the person running the scam
is going to shut it down,
and you will take the fall for it. Mm-hmm.
So what am I supposed to do,
just keep coming to work and act normal?
As normal as possible, for you.
You're already walking weird.
Just walk normal, Chuck.What are you doing?
You're still strutting, Chuck.
Hey, Bob, great job.
Frankie. He shoots, he scores!
You don't have to greet everyone, bud.Carol, hardworking, as always.
Hey, Beatrice, this is Todd and Margaret,
my brother and mother-in-law.
Must have missed the
"bring your in-laws to work" memo.
[Chuck laughs]
She's hilarious.Good afternoon, Beatrice.
May I ask how long you've been here?
Since 7:00 this morning. But at the company,
37 years.
Wow. Is that a 1942 Harold Nevins? Yep.
I love that baseball card more than my first husband.
Yeah, that thing's worth, like, over 30 grand.
You must have a pretty healthy side hustle.
You selling Girl Scout cookies? Candle parties? Bitcoin?
Oh, yeah. I'm a TikTok influencer.
[Chuck laughs]
See? Hilarious.
Okay, my office is right here.
Spider! Aah! Death venom. No, no.
Todd, it is a mascot costume.
It's just back from being repaired.
Are you okay?
Yes, yes, I'm fine.
Okay, now down to business.
Where did you keep your gym bag?
Oh, over here on this shelf.
But it's gone now.
MARGARET: Chuck, what is that on the dart board?
Is this the...
Is this the stadium seating chart?Mm-hmm.
Are these the darts that you used
to choose the winning seats?Yeah.
It's my dart chart.MARGARET: Chuck!
You didn't think to take the darts or the chart down?
TODD: Literally anyone who walks into your office
can see the winners.
Yeah, I guess you're right.
All 300-plus people who work here
are now suspects.
We are running out of time.
We won't be able to vet them all.Uh-oh.
Uh-oh?
Noojin, why is Natalie here?
[both laughing]
Never mind. Never mind.
Uh, Natalie...Margaret.
I know exactly what is going on here.
Natalie's here to tell you that my son-in-law Chuck
has been falsely brought in for questioning, by her...
[laughs] Actually, Margaret...
But Chuck would never arrange to take kickbacks
from an arena giveaway that he himself devised.
Not with a kickback.I didn't tell her.
Of course you did, Natalie. I know you. You just can't...BEVERLY: Margaret.
Natalie is here to ask if I'll be the keynote speaker
for the Portland Women's Bar Association luncheon.
She will. Isn't that wonderful?
BEVERLY: But that is news about your son-in-law.
Explains why you're unable to fulfill your firm obligations.
I'll expect a full accounting of your billable hours
you're laying out on his behalf.
Pro bono, I assume.
Yes, I-I will.
Of course.Wonderful.
Lovely to see you, Natalie.
Natalie, you know Chuck is not guilty.
Two other winners have materialized
since we last spoke
who tell the exact same story.
A phone call offering them an irresistible opportunity,
a drop-off location and a bag
with the initials C.G. on it.
We're in possession of the bag now.
Chuck comes from a very wealthy old Portland family.
He doesn't need the money.
And rich people have never fleeced anyone before?
[laughs] I just annihilated my security fraud trial,
and set precedent, and I'm confident
this case will end in conviction.
But it's not Chuck.
Okay, look, no one at the arena knows about
your FBI investigation.
Let's keep it that way and let the five million
giveaway play out.
I will find the person who is truly guilty.
Give me to the end of the game on Friday.
This week, next week, it makes no difference to me.
[elevator dings]I'm going to get my conviction.
You have until the $5 million giveaway
to present an alternate suspect.
But if you don't have anything by then,
I hope your daughter finds a man
in an orange jumpsuit attractive.
Quick, what do we got? Now.
Well, there's Chuck's secretary Beatrice.
She is creepily interested in our investigation.
Ah, Beatrice. And Allison says that
she runs Chuck's entire life.
And she, like everybody else, had access
to the winning seat numbers.
We need a different angle.
What about the winners?Okay, sure.
What did we find in their background check?
We need something that ties them all together.
Well, let's see. I have Bartholomew Roads,
winner number three.
With a credit score of 170.
Okay, and I got Mitsy, winner number four with 210.
And Tangey Mitchell-- 185 for my winner.
I mean, whoa, my credit score was in the 300s for a while,
and is no longer, but what do you have to do
to get your score under 250?
Declare bankruptcy, like Bartholomew did.Huh.
Found an order on the court's online portal.
Oh, this winner, too.
Ditto.
But what is the overlap, and what are all these
signed slips here in the files?
Court-ordered
Financial Accountability Fellowship meetings.
Huh. And all the attendance slips
are signed by the same leader.
MARGARET/LYLE: Huckleberry Johnson.
What is a Huckleberry Johnson?
What kind of parent names their child Huckleberry anyway?
Hello. Hello. Hi.Hi.
Hi. Really? Wow. All this from one Internet search?
Yeah, well, Mr. Grant uses the same password
for every account that he's ever opened,
so easy pickings.
Mm. Here, let me help you out with that.
Yeah...O-kay! Okay.
You okay?Okay. Yeah, I'm okay.
You're stronger than you look.
Well, I was my platoon's push-up champ. Army.
Me, too! But not Army. Air Force.
Mm."Me, too" military.
Not a push-up champ, but I did eat more boiled eggs
in one sitting than anyone in my squadron.
Hmm. That's very impressive.
Can I ask, um, how did you get from the front lines
to forensic accounting?I'm a cliché.
[laughs] I'm good with numbers.
They're solid, trustworthy.
And occasionally punishing.
You found something bad about Chuck Grant?
ALLISON: Wait, what do you mean Chuck hs
multiple offshore accounts
in his name in the Cayman islands?
Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Chuck, it looks like you're hiding
massive amounts of money.
Chuck, is it possible that your parents
set up these accounts for you, or that someone else did?
You mean, like, as a birthday gift?
N-No, Chuck. I mean that someone gained access
to your private information and set up these accounts
fraudulently in your name?
Why would they do that?
Oh, my God, Chuck, you are being framed.
How can you be at the center of this thing
and not realize that you...
I mean, are you even aware
of anything that is happening around you?
At all. Anything?
This makes it look like Chuck is super guilty, right?
In terms of the ticket giveaway investigation?
Like-like he rigged the whole thing,
and is taking kickbacks and ferreting money away.
Ferreting?
Yes, uh, picking the winner,
and shaking them down for a cut.
Is Chuck the only suspect?No, actually.
We have another possible suspect.
All of the winners belong to a debtors group
run by someone named Huckleberry.
But that's...Are you kidding me?
Wait, what? Who's Huckleberry?
Huckleberry Johnson is Chuck's college roommate.
So if all of the winners are connected to Huckleberry,
then all of the winners are also connected to Chuck.
Hello, my name is Huckleberry.GROUP: Hi, Huckleberry.
And I am a compulsive debtor.
It's been eight years since I've incurred
any unsecured debt.
Okay, we're looking for anything that proves
that Huckleberry is a recruiter.
Thank you, ma'am, but I am undercover,
and this is an anonymous group, so zip it.
Hey, you two in the back.
Oh, sorry, sorry, don't mind us.
We're just, uh...Anonymous debtors.
Yes, we're very anonymous,
very in debt, and very new here,
so we don't know all the rules.
We were all newcomers once. It's okay.
Please, join the circle.
Okay.Okay.
Hi. Anonymous.Yes, very.
Hi. I'm-- Well, you're all anonymous.
Please, uh, introduce yourself and tell us your debt story.
Okay, well, sure...
Please.
Uh, me-- oh, first? Okay. Hi.
[laughs nervously]Hello.
Um, uh, my name is Mar... lo.
ALL: Hi, Marlo.
Uh, I am a debtor. Anonymously.
And I am here because,
beca...
because I am very
irresponsible with money.
My money, my mother's money.
All money, really.
Also, I am currently living--
I mean, if you can call it that-- [chuckles]
in my sister's garage.
Also, I have landed in jail
on numerous occasions, and my noble mother
has had to bail me out
time and time again.
TODD: Wow, what a moving statement.
I got so much out of that.
Um, bless you.
But my name is Percival Snodgrass.
ALL: Hi, Percival Snodgra...
We don't share last names here.Yeah, that's actually--
Percival-Snodgrass is my first name, it's hyphenated.
Uh, I am a debtor, and I have been
an emotional and financial disaster
ever since my husband abandoned me
and fled to Iceland. Yes, it's true. I know.
Why would anyone leave me, right?
Thankfully, I have three gorgeous children.
Well, two of them are gorgeous, and one is a hideous robot.
But the handsomest one, my sweet little boy,
he was really there for me.
He rescued me in my time of need.
He is an incredible, brilliant investigator...
How is this relevant to your debt?
Well, uh, I don't know.
Maybe the shopping addiction I developed
instead of embracing my son's brilliance.
Well, thank you for your shares, Percy and Marlo.
It looks like our time is over.
Could I please have some volunteers to help clean up?
Okay, the newcomers and Tangey. Thanks.
Uh, uh, Tangey?
As in Tangey Mitchell? You won the
Golden Ticket Giveaway. You were the first winner.
$10,000, huh?
Yep, that's me.Yeah.
Jackpot.
Sure, this is my signature, but debt counseling
is often a mandatory condition of bankruptcy.
Yes, yes, but these people also all won
the Widows' Golden Ticket Giveaway,
which does seem like more than a coincidence.
Wow. Yeah. Yes, it does.
Huckleberry, it would seem
that the contest has been corrupted,
and that these winners are only chosen
because of their connection to you.
To me?Uh-huh.
Oh, no. To me? That's crazy.
I have no connection whatsoever to the Widows.
But your college roommate does.
So, was winning the Golden Ticket Giveaway,
like, the best moment of your life?
[laughs]
It was pretty dope.Mm-hmm.
But I'd say becoming a mom was probably the best.
Yeah. Same.HUCKLEBERRY: Chuck Grant?
Mm-hmm.Wait, you think Chuck Grant is behind some kind of, what,
a kickback scheme? There's no way.
What makes you so certain Chuck couldn't be involved?
It's just... Chuck is no criminal mastermind.
He's no mastermind at all, of anything.
He's just Chuck.
Chuck.
Hey, I really related to your share.
I have an ex who just disappeared.
Left me in all kinds of credit card debt.Right?
The worst. I mean, I have no idea how
I'm gonna get out from underneath all these bills.
If only there was some sort of a quick, easy fix, you know?
Hey, do you like hockey?
Uh, puck yeah. [chuckles]
Maybe you can be the next
lucky Golden Ticket winner.
Huh.
Pa-choo![laughing]
Hazelnut latte for Wayne, and spiced chai for Linda.
Have a good one.
Okay, explain it to me again. Who are we meeting here?
That Debtors Anonymous lady who won the 10K prize.
she gave me a phone number to call.
Then some weird voice-changing robot voice
told me to show up here alone wearing a Widows jersey.
I don't know, I think they're grooming me
to be the next prize winner.
Is the delay between your real voice and your phone voice
bothering you?
Iced oat milk caramel macchiato! Ten pumps raspberry,
four pumps hazelnut.
Ew. Ew.
Well, this is obviously how they groom their shills.
Preying upon people like you with financial problems.
Oh, it's just like in that TV show Squids Ink.
Squid Game,Mom. And you watch that?
Oh, everybody did.
But where is the mastermind, and why aren't they here?
It is three hours until the game.
Iced oat milk caramel macchiato!
Ten pumps raspberry, four pumps hazelnut.
Maybe they were here.
Maybe that hazelnut raspberry abomination is their drink.
BARISTA: Iced oat milk caramel macchiato?
Ten pumps raspberry, four pumps hazelnut?
Maybe they got here before us, they ordered,
then the police happened to show up,
and they fled.
Or maybe they already have
a winner for tonight's game.
Or-or maybe you just don't fit the profile.
Or, you know, I'm not really experiencing the delay anymore.
Mom, I'm not on the phone. I hung up.
Oh. Hi. Hi.
Yeah, what I think we need to do right now
is we need to get down to the arena, and I don't know...
Yes, and find tonight's giveaway winner,
and find out what they know before Natalie arrests Chuck
after the game.
But how are we even gonna get in?
The game is sold out.
That's okay. I know a guy.
[crowd cheering]
Hey, Peter, thanks for allowing Operation Widow
to take place in your suite.
My absolute pleasure. I don't think
I've ever been involved in a hockey sting before.
It's exciting, right?
Todd, Todd, I have arrived in section nine.
Are you there?Yeah, yeah, you got me.
And section nine, I got eyes on you.
The seat number for the winning seat is...
Sorry. Is right there.
But it's empty. No one's in it.
Hey, yo, hello.
Agent Grant here. Testing, testing.
We have a problem, Houston.
I just checked with the box office,
and the winning ticket holder is a no-show.
What? So there's no winner for the big prize tonight?
I mean, maybe the mastermind didn't have time
to groom somebody new.
Or maybe the mastermind got cold feet.
You know, maybe they recognized us
at the coffee truck and called it all off.
So, Chuck, what happens to the money
if there is no one in the winning seat?
In the event of a no-show, the money goes back
into the giveaway fund.
Hi, I've got your iced oat milk
caramel macchiato,
ten pumps raspberry,
four pumps hazelnut. For Beatrice?
Beatrice?No Beatrice here.
Whoops, wrong box suite. Sorry.Oh, it's okay.
Beatrice?
Chuck's secretary is the mastermind?
Beatrice!
Wait, what? Beatrice?
SERVER: Hi. Beatrice?
I've got your iced oat milk caramel macchiato.
Ten pumps raspberry, four pumps hazelnut.
BEATRICE: Thanks.SERVER: There you go.
Hey, Bumpy, I got your drink.
Oh, thanks, sweetheart.
Time to go give away some money. [chuckles]
It's Bumpy.
Chuck's boss.Bumpy?
He's the mastermind behind the giveaway scam,
and he's heading to the ice right now, Mom.
What are you going to do? Natalie is going to
arrest Chuck the minute the game is over.
Well, we need to get Bumpy to confess
before the end of the game.
Okay, wait.
What if I sit in the winning seat?
Yes. I'm the winner.
I go down to the ice,
and, oh, yes, yes,
I can get Bumpy to confess.
Mom, that is a terrible--
Wait a minute.
I'll meet you on the ice.
[cheering]
Well, it's intermission, folks,
that moment that you have all been waiting for.
Now is the time when we will give away
our $5 million prize,
changing one lucky sport fan's life forever.
Are you ready?
Let me hear you. Are you ready?
[whooping]
And the winner is...
Ho-ho! Section 109,
row nine, seat 22!
It's me! I'm the winner!
[cheers and applause]
Yay! I never win anything. I'm so excited.
Thank you. [whispering]: Hey, Mom.
It's me, Todd.
I got your back.
Thank you, Todd. I thought you hated spiders.
Just don't say spiders, okay?
I'm already imagining this suit is filled with them.
Todd, get it together.
I need you. You're gonna be okay.Okay.
All right, I'll just-- I'll be right here.
I can't see with this thing on.
[sighs] Hello, Bumpy.
What the hell are you doing here?
You are Chuck's mother-in-law.
What is he trying to pull, huh?
MARGARET: Tangey arranged everything.
She sent me here to be the winner.
Tangey? I told her to call the whole thing off
when I saw the cops in the coffee truck.
You have been exploiting those people
at the debtors meeting.Oh, please.
Those people couldn't wait to make a quick buck,
even if it was illegal.
And why did you set up poor Chuck?
That was the easiest part about this whole thing.
He didn't have a clue. [chuckles] Thank you.
You have just given me everything I need
for your confession.
These earrings have recording devices in them,
and the FBI will be taking it over from here.
Oh, no, you don't.
MARGARET: Oh, Todd...
Oh, Todd, be careful. Oh!
Hey, Bumpy, here's your winning ticket!
[cheers and applause]
Todd? Ooh!
[groans] I don't feel so good.
Oh, honey, are you okay?Don't-don't come near...
Mom, Mom![screams] No, Todd! Todd!
[cries out][crowd cheering]
[groans] Please, please, please
get this infested hive off of me immediately.
It's okay, Todd, you are not a real spider.
Stop saying "spider."
Oh, my God!
[cheering]
[shudders]
So, uh, my office will turn over tonight
the recordings that we made of Bumpy's confession,
as well as the documentation regarding the offshore accounts
that my forensic accountant discovered.
We are, we are handing you everything but motive.
Bumpy had four wives spread out all over the state.
He was trying to make them all happy,
and inexplicably lost a small fortune
betting on ferret bingo.
Ferret bingo?Yeah.
It's a thing.
And in his desperation,
he cooked up this entire kickback scheme.
And to execute it, he preyed on the naive.
Like Chuck.
Uh-huh.
And no surprise, Natalie,
you were so eager for a conviction
you would have sent an innocent man to jail.
Margaret, I knew that if your son-in-law
was actually innocent, you wouldn't let up until
you handed me the real culprit.
Which you did.
That's what I call an opponent.
Admit it, I make you better.
Not by a long shot. I make you decent.
Until next time.
[scoffs]
[knock on door]Beverly.
I know you've been bogged down
with proving intent on your securities case.
I have a shortcut for you.
I'm listening.Call in sick tomorrow.
And why would I do that?
Because Natalie Harris just won her federal securities case,
and the ruling will be published day after tomorrow.
And the moment it becomes published
it becomes precedent.
And your judge will be held to it.
Thank you, Margaret.
Yes. Of course.
Still doesn't change the fact that you didn't tell me
you were working on your son-in-law's case.
Well, I-I was going to but I...But you didn't.
An omission is the same as a lie.
And if you want to be my partner,
please be aware that I do not like lying.
Oh, I...That's all.
[knocks]
Uh, yes, thank you for
squeezing me in between appointments.
Sure. Yeah, no problem.
Uh, you have another case that you'd like my thoughts on?
That's right. Bankruptcy matter.
There's a discrepancy between the denial of discharge in--
Well, this case is several months old.
But the precedent that was set is interesting,
and with your expertise, I just thought that...
Lyle, did you just make up a case
to get me back here?
No. Certainly not. I-I...
'Cause, you know, you didn't have to do that.
You could have just asked me out.
Dinner?
I thought you'd never ask.
Wonderful.
I'm gonna, um, grab my calendar,
my paper calendar, my day book,
and I'll be right back.[chuckles]
There you are.
Hi, honey. What are you doing here?
I just wanted to tell you that after the All-Star Game,
I pulled some strings, and Wayne Gretzky is gonna
get us some ice time.No way!
That's so exciting. Oh...
Wait, that's so sweet, but you hate hockey.
Well, you know, you love it, and I love you,
and I want to share that with you.
I really appreciate that,
but I would rather do something that we both enjoy,
like, I don't know, hiking Cannon Beach,
or golfing or, I don't know, like something crazy,
like skydiving over the Strip.
Oh. Vegas.
What about tonight?
Yeah, why wait?
We could find some '70s-era Elvis chapel
and just tie the knot.
Like elope?Mm-hmm.
Really? Yeah.
My mom would literally murder us.
You're right, yes.
We should be sober, responsible.
Do the right thing
no matter what our hearts desire.
Hi, sorry, sorry.
I don't mean to-- Susan, do you have a second?
Oh, yeah.
SUSAN: Wow, a divorce.
Are you sure?Yes.
And you don't want Margaret to represent you?
Would you want your mother representing you
in a divorce from the man she handpicked
to deliver her grandchildren?
No. Um...
okay, so, uh...
I'm really sorry.
It's okay.
Uh, the first thing that, um...
Wait, your mom handpicked Chuck for you?
I mean, I wasn't some child bride
that she married off. I was an adult
who willingly participated.
But I guess I just...
I didn't know what I wanted back then,
or ever.
And she was always so certain.
And I've been unhappy,
and I've realized lately that it's because...
Because of your marriage?
No, it's because of me.
♪
[sighs]
Allison, um...
can I ask, um,
when did you know about Chuck,
that he wasn't, um...
When did you know?
At the altar.
♪ If only the sea had been planted through... ♪
[knock on door]
Yeah, come on in.
Hey.Hey, man.
Just, uh, brought you a late-night snack.
Oh, yeah?
Oh, blueberry.
You remembered.Yeah.
Cheers.
Yeah.
♪ Just like the sun
♪ Of our wave we call cool
Are you gonna leave, too?
Um, yeah, Chuck. Yeah.
I mean, eventually.
I gotta move on and move up.
You know, figure out my adult life.
You and Allison.
♪ Lean into the light
Yeah.
♪ Now, row, Charon, row, Charon ♪
♪ Row, row, row
I thinks Susan is the right choice.
I think you made a good choice.
One of the few choices I've made.
Allison, I only want what's best for you.
If I ever pressured you to...If?
I'm sorry I pressured you
to stay married.
I just, I believed in you two so much.
Mom, you don't have to apologize to me right now.
I... yeah. Not now.
Maybe later.
♪ Row, Charon, row...
You were brave to leave Chuck.
It took courage.
What's going to happen now?
I don't know.
Are you going to be okay? Allison, I want you to be okay.
Mom, right now I don't want to hear
what you want me to be.
Okay.
♪ Row
♪ If only the sea...
Do you want to watch Freaky Friday?
♪ Row...
Lindsay Lohan or Jodie Foster?
It's up to you.
Foster.
Okay.
But you have to stay on your own side of the bed
'cause I don't want to accidentally
switch bodies with you.
♪ Those formative years
♪ Were so hard to get through
♪ Row
♪ Just lean into the light
♪ Now, row, Charon, row, Charon ♪
♪ Row
♪ Just lean into the light
♪ Now, row, Charon, row, Charon ♪
♪ Row.
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