Everything's gonna blow up now that I know you're undercover.
Don't ever let me hear you say that again.
I'm not undercover. You got it?
Andre here was just sweating it up
with your multiple, multiple lovers.
Uncle Ted got a couple of us together
to hit the b-ball court.
And then they hit each other.
So?
I have become the woman
who kisses and tells, and I love it.
What's the big news?
I'm moving in with the grands.
Hey, Mom, quick question.
How long have you been screwing Joey Armstrong?
-Hi. -Hi.
I thought your mom and Kat would have been here by now.
Well, Mom got one of those "drop everything and fix it" texts,
and you know Kat.
Running on her own clock.
If she could have rescheduled her own birth,
-she would have found a way. -[chuckles]
Okay, well, we don't need them to get
our wedding brainstorming started.
Tell me, what brilliant ideas have you been cooking up?
Well, nothing concrete.
I've just been remembering Naomi and Jacob's wedding.
Your family really knows how to throw an event.
Oh, baby, it was transcendent.
Naomi looked like she stepped right out of a fairy tale,
and it looked like she floated
down the aisle instead of walked.
[chuckles] Well, it sounds like they set a high bar.
Yeah, their love story is definitely one for the books.
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
Did you forget your key?
Mom, what are you doing here?
Elon called me.
He called you?
Uh, how-how did he even know where I was?
Jacob was able to tell him before.
Before what?
Mom, you're-you're scaring me.
Sweetheart, you need to sit down.
No, no, no, just, just tell me what happened.
Where is he?
[crying]: I'm so sorry, baby.
Jacob's gone.
G-Gone? I-I don't understand.
He was killed in the line of duty.
What?
No.
[crying]: No.
[sobbing]: Oh, my God.
♪ ♪
[door opens]
[knock at door]
Morning, Doctor.
Don't you mean "bonjour"?
-Touché. -[laughs]
I know how intoxicating the islands
of the French Caribbean can be.
I was definitely worried that you thought
that they were too good to leave behind.
No doubt it was tempting, but there was one problem.
What was that?
My niece had us doing viral dances for her birthday.
[laughs]
I have seen you move.
I am betting you held your own.
Apparently, I slayed something called the Apple?
-Don't ask me how. -[laughing]
Merci.
Sounds like it was a great getaway nonetheless.
It was.
Until I got homesick.
In the middle of paradise?
Any particular reason?
Honestly... you.
I'm not talking about having just any wedding here, Bijou.
I am envisioning something so legendary
that the Smithsonian will be begging for the memorabilia.
And I'm gonna charge them a pretty penny, too.
You know, my event will put this old stuffy country club
on the map in a way so that those Duprees,
with all their little tired money and even tireder taste,
never could.
Well, will your fiancé be joining us today
for the planning?
Oh, my, uh... [chuckles]
my D.C. Metro Police boo.
Yeah, well, he didn't exactly pop the question.
Tiny complication.
His divorce hasn't been finalized, so...
You know how those legal proceedings
-can just drag on. -So you're here on behalf of...?
Oh, my daughter, my Eva,
and, hunty, she has bagged her a hot one, hon.
My future son-in-law is fine as the day is long.
Yes, and I'm gonna have me some pretty little grandbabies.
[giggles]
[squeals]
Damn, Gina, why you
out here serving body like it's an all-you-can-eat buffet,
and I've been starving for weeks?
Well, maybe we should start with an appetizer, then.
Boy, I'm gonna need another shower--
a cold one, maybe two.
Maybe I should join you.
Mmm...
Okay, as much as every cell in my body is screaming yes,
I really got to get to work.
Your dad seems mad cool.
You know, maybe he won't trip over you showing up
a little or more than a little late.
My dad will definitely trip.
-Okay? -Mm-hmm.
Unless you want to be the one to call
and explain how I can't make it to work
because my gorgeous-as-hell horny boyfriend is...
-[sighs] -[laughs]
I'll hit him up after. Okay?
It's better to ask forgiveness than permission, right?
You don't need my permission for anything.
Say less.
Please just tell me everything that Elon said.
Jacob's cover was blown.
There was a drive-by at Orphey Gene's.
He was gunned down, baby.
Oh, my God.
No.
This can't be real.
He was just here holding me.
We were talking about vacations we would take
when the case is over.
And how we'd spend the rest of our lives together.
He even wrote me this note.
"Love you always. Jacob."
See, Mom, he promised me forever, he promised me.
I know, baby.
I know.
What am I gonna do?
How am I gonna live in a world where Jacob doesn't exist?
He wasn't just my husband, he was...
...my safe place.
A man that knew me like no one else... did.
I know it's hard.
But you need to lie down.
It's important you take care of yourself.
No.
No, I can't, I can't,
'cause if I close my eyes and I wake up,
he's just gonna be gone all over again.
You-You're not alone, honey.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'll be right here.
Rest, baby.
[gasps]
Jacob?
JACOB: Baby, I'm right here.
Oh, my God, Jacob.
I just had the most horrible nightmare, and it felt so real.
I thought I lost you.
I'm so sorry for putting you through this.
I'm just glad you're here.
[laughter]
Sorry to be late, my loves.
I have a huge shoot coming up,
and I have to nail down some last-minute details.
KAT: You'll get no apologies from me.
ChelseaKat duty called.
-Oh, do I need to...? -It's handled,
and we're off the clock.
Besides, we want to give our full attention
to planning your day of love.
Naomi's not joining us?
Oh, she called last night, said that something came up
that she doesn't want to get into.
Okay, well, we can accomplish what we need to
with the present company.
Yeah, we'll fill her in later.
Okay, so, uh, we are starting with the venue.
Something about a rooftop terrace.
Well, actually, that fell through,
which might be a good thing since...
Chelsea and I were debating
the themes of bohemian versus traditional.
Oh, I love a good boho vibe.
-You do? -Yeah.
On Instagram, not in real life.
Rugs outside with bugs and grass stains?
Cushions instead of chairs?
Half the guest list has bad knees, Chels.
CHELSEA: Oh, yeah, you're right.
Ah, looks like your mom has a different thought brewing.
What if you could have both?
What if you didn't have to choose?
Ooh, Lord have mercy, that room was so tiny.
It was like standing in a shoebox with chandeliers.
All right, my baby-- she deserves
the wedding of the century, all right?
Not some sweet 16 crammed in the back of a community center.
Well, this country club is such a...
This little country club ain't cutting it, all right?
Listen, we need bigger.
We need grandeur, Bijou.
Okay? I'm talking something
that when the guests walk through the door,
they'll just stop breathing.
Yes.
Oh, and marble floors and vaulted ceiling
and-- ooh-- an organ that is so powerful
that it'll rattle the bones of the ancestors.
That's quite lofty, but I'll explore availability.
Mm, now you're speaking my language, girl.
Rock with me. [laughs]
Stop. All right, listen,
I'm gonna go stretch my legs, charge my phone.
Excuse me.
[laughter]
I was hoping I could
steal you away for dinner this week.
Well, that would be a refreshing change of pace,
considering that you have turned me down twice already.
I'm trying to make it up to you.
Tell me that you're free, and I swear nothing
short of a hospital fire will keep me away.
Well, my schedule is surprisingly light for once.
Uh, that is, as long as you don't mind a crowd.
Please tell me you don't mean Kial.
Vanessa and Joey-- the double date.
Oh, if you're a part of that crowd, count me in.
That easy?
No sudden appendicitis
or a last-minute golf trip to Pebble Beach?
Now, don't get me wrong,
sitting across from Joey Armstrong
for an evening isn't exactly on my bucket list,
but if breaking bread with him
means I get a few hours with you,
I'd do it a hundred times over.
-That is... -Reckless?
[both laugh]
I was going to say brave.
Well, you may think differently after you hear my request.
How about we not pick a place that serves cannoli?
"Leave the gun, take the cannoli"?
-You get the reference. -The Godfathertrilogy?
It's one of my father's faves, not that he would ever admit it.
Then it's a date.
You, me, Vanessa, and the DMV's own Don Corleone.
I do have a request of my own.
Sure.
Can we not play gangster around Joey?
He's got a lot of ears on his payroll.
You never know who's listening.
I don't understand why you two are going
back and forth about this.
We planned Chelsea's entire wedding when we were seven.
I need to hear this.
Purple ponies, candy ring favors, tissue paper bouquets.
I mean, it was giving iconic.
-[Dani laughs] -Well, hey, I'm not opposed
to purple ponies.
Well, what do you know?
My bestie's fiancée has better sense than my bestie.
Ah, delusions aside,
can we please get back to my mom's solution?
Yes, so, years ago I did this bridal shoot.
Quaint chapel in Virginia,
classic stone and wood, light flowing in from the windows.
It was earthy and natural, like you're craving, Chelsea,
but also wrapped in traditional beauty for you, Madison.
MADISON: Oh, the best of both worlds.
I like that.
Well, assuming it's still standing.
No offense, Mom, but it's been more than a minute
since your modeling days.
It hasn't been that many minutes, Chelsea.
What's the chapel called?
Oh, oh, a woman's name and a creek.
Oh, yes, there's an actual creek.
So, last shot of the day,
I was barefoot in this incredible Dior gown.
There I am, wading through the water,
and the designer nearly fainted.
Mom, focus.
Maggie Creek Chapel. I knew it would come to me.
Oh, would you look at that?
It's still there and still gorgeous.
Just like me.
Oh, wow, the website is slick, too.
Ooh, and look at that drone footage.
Well, it seems perfect.
KAT: Okay, logistics.
Do we have a date?
We wanted to wait until after Madison finishes her fellowship.
It's a 12-month program, so March 2027-ish?
Trees need to be greener.
-April or May feels right. -[cell phone chimes]
Sorry, I got a morning consult I can't miss.
Pick a date and text me?
Leaning toward May.
On it. I'll check our calendars.
Okay.
And seriously, thank you so much.
I'm loving everything we've come up with so far.
See you, sweetheart.
-See you. -Bye, Madison.
Send this text to Bijou.
Forget all the other venues.
Book Maggie Creek Chapel in Virginia, and do it fast.
Yeah, Dr. Richardson, I appreciate you calling.
Okay, I'll let her know.
Ha ha, real funny, babe.
Wasn't a joke.
That was your dad.
Stop playing.
See for yourself.
And you answered?
What the hell, Izaiah?
I figured he was calling to check in.
Didn't want him to worry.
Well, what did you tell him?
That his precious daughter was completely exhausted
from the workout I put her through
and needed a few hours to recover
after the way I put it down.
Okay, see, now I know you're full of it,
especially since you left out the part
that I put it down just as good, if not better.
Okay, all right. [chuckles]
No, I told him you weren't feeling well,
and he said, and I quote,
you should stay home and take care of yourself,
to which I agree.
Well, I can't stay home.
We've got contracts that need signatures today.
Yeah, they'll have to wait.
Your doctor dad ordered bed rest,
and I intend to enforce it.
Except we both know there won't be much resting.
No, but there will be plenty of TLC.
Mm.
Okay, okay, okay, okay. One hour.
Or however long it takes to make you beg me not to stop.
Mmm. Well, we'll see who begs.
[kissing]
KAT: Now that we've picked a date,
I'm telling you, yellow, hot pink, tangerine--
they'll pop against all of that natural greenery.
Yellow, hot pink, tangerine.
Are you kidding me right now?
Come on.
CHELSEA: Well, I was leaning more toward softer colors-- lavender, blush.
I don't want my wedding to look like a Skittles commercial.
DANI: Why don't we have the dress designer chime in?
I can reach out to Lillian Marler and Simone Valdez.
They're the best in the business.
Speaking of decisions, have you and Madison locked down
the music situation?
Well, I was thinking of surprising her
-with her favorite local band. -Mm.
The Fractured Clavicles.
A band named after broken bones?
They're actually really good.
Think "3Quency meets Silk Sonic" vibes.
They're a band made up of doctors and nurses
who got their degrees in both medicine and melodies.
She heard them at a charity event
and almost fell for them as hard as she fell for me.
So it's personal to Madison.
-You get it. -I do, I do.
But what if we ask the, um, Fractured Clavicles, was it,
to play at the reception where people can dance,
and for the ceremony we book a string quartet?
Or a group whose name doesn't scream "open wound."
Okay, fair. The reception it is, then.
[laughter]
You know, all this planning is making me a little hungry.
Okay, well, how about we order breakfast
and then start making those calls?
-CHELSEA: Yes. -DANI: Hmm?
-Here you go. -CHELSEA: Thank you.
I just had the most incredible burst of inspiration.
All right, so I want everyone on those napkins
on standby for those dates for Eva's wedding
before anyone can snatch them up.
Okay, money is no object.
Um, I-- no, no.
Did I stutter?
Chop-chop, Bij.
Let's go, make it happen, Cap'n.
-Come on. -[sighs]
Um...
I wish I didn't have to turn our lives
upside down for this case.
I know it's not what you signed up for when you married me.
That's exactly what I signed up for.
And while I'd rather have you beside me every night,
I also know what you're doing matters.
And once you're done whupping on the bad guys,
you'll be back home hogging the blankets.
Really?
What? What is so funny?
I-I wake up half the time shivering.
Not that.
"Whupping on the bad guys"?
[chuckles] Who am I, T'Challa now?
Well, I wouldn't complain about it.
I think you'd look pretty damn sexy in a spandex suit.
Look, you know I'm down for role-play, but that's
-where I draw the line. -Okay.
[both chuckle]
Well, with or without the tights,
you're already my superhero... the only one I'll ever need.
Since you have so many thoughts about this dinner,
any brilliant ideas as to where we should go?
I was thinking simple.
Fast food, emphasis on fast.
So the man who critiques wine like a master sommelier
suddenly has the urge for a value meal?
You would be surprised the magic I can whip up
with a Big Mac combo.
Well, if that is the bar that we are setting,
Joey is going to leave you in the dust.
Get out of here.
You must have not seen his cooking videos.
Vanessa says that he reserved Uptown one night
and made her the most exquisite meal.
But I guess I could always say that I couldn't find a date.
And who in their right mind would believe
that Nicole Dupree could not find a date?
A date that works for both Carlton and me.
Hmm. Hello, Fitz.
I'm not interrupting a therapy session right now, am I?
Nicole and I were planning a date with another couple.
Wouldn't happen to be anybody
I met at the WinterFest, now, would it?
Oh, and remind me again
why I had to fill in for you that night.
Well, I would have been there, but family took priority.
Being from a close family herself, Nicole understands.
I got your text about my watch.
Why don't you let me finish up with Carlton first?
Ah, I'm sorry, I can't.
I have to be at a clinic in Leesburg,
and I need my watch for work.
Thank you.
And where'd you find it?
Exactly where you left it.
You have your watch.
Why don't you give her some space?
And I will leave when I am good and ready.
Okay, I see exactly what this is now.
So the foolishness is not reserved
just for the basketball court?
I don't care if it is my office, the gym or the moon.
What I saw and what I've been hearing is petty,
juvenile and, frankly, beneath the both of you.
If I may offer a correction,
there was no brawl on the basketball court,
just a friendly competition between two colleagues.
Right, Kial?
Friendly, huh?
How's the wrist?
Nothing I can't handle.
And the elbow?
Never felt better.
I don't think I need to spell this out, but I am a grown woman
who expects the company of grown-ass men,
and if the both of you cannot manage that,
then I will not waste another second of my time.
You have my word.
Nothing like this will ever happen again,
at least not from me.
Since you are the one who started it.
You know what?
Why don't I give you two some space to talk?
KIAL: Hmm.
That is very gentlemanly of you.
I'm sorry. I was out of line.
Deliberately provoking Carlton with that little watch stunt?
You're not just out of line, you're out of your mind.
Message received.
I hope it doesn't change how you feel about me.
What we have is worth more than some stupid ego trip.
I will let you know how I feel about it
after I've thought it through.
But, Kial, don't hold your breath.
[door closes]
IZAIAH: You know, I couldn't help but notice these.
Mama keeps dropping them off every time she stops by.
She's got an agenda.
Yeah, your dad warned me.
Said, once Leslie locks in on something,
she's like a pit bull.
Facts.
But I had a come-to-Jesus talk with her,
so hopefully I got through.
-Mm-hmm. -Yeah.
[knock at door]
Mama, you can't just be walking in here.
Well, I knocked, you didn't answer,
so I took it as an invitation.
And there is a bed.
Well, good morning to you.
Morning, Ms. Thomas.
Oh, sweetie, please miss me with the formalities.
I mean, it feels silly with you sitting there
in your birthday suit.
-Mama. -What?
Oh, look, please, we are all practically family, right?
I mean, almost.
Go out in the hall now so we can get dressed.
Child, do you know I have seen it all?
Front, back, upside down, hanging from a ceiling fan,
please, covered in baby oil.
I ain't scared.
Go.
You know what? You-you just acting a little too grown
these days.
Okay, fine, I'm going.
And I will have your future
printed in full color.
[chuckles]
I swear, that woman.
So what's it like living the bachelor life again?
Well, I got the meal situation down to a science--
a strict rotation of frozen pizza, chicken wings and ramen.
Wow, so a real balanced diet, huh?
Although I didn't hear you mention the ice cream.
-Wait, how did you...? -You know, I will
never forget how shocked I was to see the amount
of ice cream containers in your garbage when we were dating.
And a lot of empty beer bottles, too.
Hey, a man's got to cope somehow.
Being away from my wife's loving for this long
is a cruel and unusual punishment.
Well, then it's a good thing I awarded you
with some serious compensatory relief last night.
Multiple times, if I recall correctly.
And it still wasn't enough.
I think you can up the amount.
Wish granted.
I don't want to be a buzzkill, but...
Derek's been asking about you.
-He has? -Mm-hmm.
But don't worry, I've stuck to the cover story.
And while you've been training,
I've been researching courses for detectives,
so if Derek or anyone else starts pressing for details,
I'll have some answers.
I can see it now.
You in our bed, laptop open,
meticulously taking notes like you're prepping for a case.
And can you also see what I'm wearing?
Hmm.
Hell yeah, one of my favorites.
The pink lace?
And it goes perfect with the fuzzy handcuffs.
Ah, which I could have brought.
I could have brought the real ones.
[laughs]
Well, once this case is over and you are home for good,
every night will be the pink lace.
And only the pink lace.
Damn, baby, when you say things like that,
I don't know how I'm supposed to leave this room.
That's the point.
[both chuckle]
Baby, as much as I want to...
I know. Work calls.
Say no more, since I know you can't anyway.
Do you wear that when you're supposed to be
whoever you're pretending to be?
Nah. I keep it hidden at the apartment I've been renting.
You don't want to risk having it on you?
Yeah.
Except here?
I knew you'd understand.
But I wanted to wear it last night.
I needed this to feel like us sneaking away
to indulge in a sexy interlude in a cheap motel.
[Naomi laughs]
Instead of maybe...
it being the last time we'll see each other for a while.
Thank you for always finding ways to keep us connected.
I know it's not enough, but a night like this reminds me
how much I hate being away from you.
But I had to see you.
Look, I know you can't promise me when this will happen again,
but even if all you can do are these stolen moments,
I will take what I can get.
I'll head out first.
Wait at least ten minutes before you leave.
Got it.
I love you.
I love you more.
And, Jacob...
...please be careful.
I will. I promise.
[door closes]
Okay, thank you.
No problem at all. Your loss.
Have a blessed day.
You're not gonna believe this nonsense.
Maggie Creek Chapel is completely booked
for the weekend we chose and both backup weekends.
That's impossible.
When we checked their website,
they had open availability throughout spring.
No, what's impossible is that I just spoke
to Lily and Simone, and they're both unavailable.
Well, and we can forget about the music sitch, too.
The Fractured Clavicles are on hold for another event,
and the string quartet that we found
suddenly committed to another wedding.
So all of our ideas just magically dried up?
That doesn't happen by coincidence.
Something else is at play.
[sighs] And, you know,
I would normally call Jonathan and Julia.
They've done us proud with other Dupree events,
but they're busy, too.
[gasps] Oh, I will call the next best thing.
[phone ringing]
That's Bijou's ringtone.
Bijou, that was me calling.
I need your help putting together my daughter's wedding.
Honestly, I am thinking about quitting
the event-planning business altogether.
Honey, you are the best in the DMV.
What client could possibly have put you in this state?
Mama, what do you need?
Let me rephrase that.
What do you need from me right now?
Can't a mother just pop in to see her child
without having an agenda?
From my experience, no.
You look like you're dying to tell me something,
but I'm late for work, so, translation-- you need to go.
I haven't even had my coffee yet.
Caffeine on the house.
Aw, thank you, Izaiah.
Go handle your business, baby.
I'm gonna lock up after I bounce.
You sure?
We'll be fine. I promise.
You heard the man. Go.
Your mama and your mister need to get more acquainted.
Behave yourself.
Don't I always?
Blink twice if you're scared.
[softly]: I'm okay.
[Izaiah sighs]
[Leslie sighs]
Okay.
Leslie, Leslie, Leslie.
[chuckles]
What am I gonna do with you?
How about appreciate me from a distance?
Now, listen, my moral compass may spin like a DJ,
but even I have my boundaries.
Whoa, no...
[laughs]: No...
Man, ain't nobody trying to get you in bed, Ms. Thomas.
That-That's not what this is about.
Watch your tone, young'un.
You couldn't handle this anyway.
See, that right there is exactly why we need to talk.
Carlton, um, I wanted to apologize for earlier.
Kial was out of line.
Now, you know I'm not the type to let
a little silly jab from a visiting doctor shake me.
I appreciate that.
Look, I know the rules.
If that means I have to share you,
well, I'll take that over not having you at all.
Still, I know that this isn't easy.
It's okay, Nicole.
Now, I got to get to surgery.
This breast reconstruction's not gonna perform itself.
Au revoir.
MAN [over P.A.]: Nurse Hugo to ICU.
If I hear "hold, please" one more time,
I'm gonna catch a case.
Well, the whole wedding is about to be on hold.
This is a complete disaster.
Please tell me that's a "good news" face.
KAT: Especially since we're fresh out.
I'm five seconds away from suggesting
you just elope in Aruba and call it a day.
You two are not going to believe who has been hijacking
every one of our wedding plans.
CHELSEA AND KAT: Who?
Ms. Thomas, I'm gonna keep it 100 with you, okay?
I've got real feelings for your daughter.
More than she knows.
She's my peace, the one who makes me want
to be better than who I was yesterday.
But right now you're making it real hard for her to breathe.
I don't know what you're getting at.
I mean, I just want the best for my baby.
Any mother would want that, so you can't fault me for that.
I respect it, okay? I do.
But these?
Okay, it's just mindless reading material.
Look... Eva is not a child anymore, okay?
She doesn't need you planning her future.
She needs space to live it.
But right now it feels like you're planning our honeymoon,
and that's a lot of pressure, okay?
And I know you're the last person
that wants to get in the way of her daughter's happiness.
Izaiah, you and Eva are
like a walking magazine cover.
And it reminds me of the love story that I never had.
And you can't blame a mother for wanting to lock that in.
And you can.
How?
By staying out of the way.
Okay, look, if Eva and I decide to take that next step,
I promise to give you a heads-up.
But until then, you got to let me love your daughter
without a countdown over our heads.
You really are serious about her.
Yeah.
Okay, fine.
I'll cool it with the wedding plans.
Okay.
For now.
[both laughing]
-[imitates explosion] -[laughs]
Eva, hey, I heard the clinic opening was a massive success.
Yeah, we had a huge turnout.
Like, Mama really pulled it off.
Yeah, sounds like it. Listen, I can't wait to volunteer there.
Not right away, though.
Between my schedule and the fellowship...
I know all about your Parkinson's research.
That is life-changing, Madison.
Especially if it leads to a cure.
Yeah, that's the hope.
What with your research and Mama's clinic,
it's giving "we are right where we need to be."
Mm, and it feels good, doesn't it, being tied to
things that are putting so much good into the world?
Okay, you ain't got...
-[mumbles] -Right?
-[both laugh] -[elevator bell dings]
Hey, Ash, do you have a minute?
-If you're swamped... -Actually,
your timing is perfect.
I just finished wrangling the morning chaos,
and thankfully my grouch of a boss is heading to a meeting.
Naomi.
You okay?
I was with Jacob last night.
Oh, how's he holding up?
He's fine.
It felt so good to just be with him, you know?
But then, this morning,
when I was watching him get ready for work,
Ashley, I felt like I was traumatized all over again.
Especially with the nightmares I've been having
about losing him.
Hey, hey, hey.
Jacob's not going anywhere.
You don't know that.
None of us can.
And if something does happen to him...
Stop. Stop.
Look, listen to me.
You know as well as I do that Jacob is too sharp
to put himself into danger that he can't handle.
Okay?
Hey, yo, Ren. It's Rashad.
Yeah, I'm trying to pick up some extra time.
Yeah, fo sho, that work.
Text me the drop.
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