Reprisal

Ah, damn it, Katherine.

What are you doing all the way out here with that?

How could you do this?

Had to be done.

I'll tell everyone it was you.

I'll tell them it was all of you!

You gonna pull the trigger first?

You know, Mom always saw

her strength in you.

I always thought that you of all people

could really see what I built.

I've seen what you built.

And you're destroying it.

There's chain in the truck.

Bash. Bash, not you.

You shouldn't have come out here, Katherine.

Hey, Burt.

I will see you again.

I know that.

I know.

And the mystery in the North Pole

continues today with a controversy brewing

over leaked satellite images that appear to depict

what many are calling a bizarre hoax.

The matter at hand involves what can only be described

as a celestial event that should surely

whet the appetite of stargazers across the...

Mrs. Quinn?

Your husband, he's awake.

Oh, thank you.

Have stepped forward

to voice their own theories

about what these leaked images might mean.

With that, we go to Caroline Simmons

outside Brendert's.

You're up.

Been laying here

trying to remember what book it was

you were reading that day at the library.

There were many days at the library.

Many more books.

You know which day.

Was it The Language of Legumes?

There's no such book, silly.

- Far as you know. - Far as I know.

Guess it's a shame, that's all.

What good's living a good life

if you ain't gonna remember the good?

Or maybe you were just too busy

focusing on me and not the book I was reading.

Got me there, Doris.

I've had you here, Tommy, for a while now.

Hmm.

Time is it?

Almost time.

And who all's coming?

Um, most of them.

Mm.

Well, don't worry.

I'm sure they'll all be in more of a hurry to leave

than you will be to see 'em go.

You shouldn't say that.

I enjoy their company just fine.

I'm gonna finish up.

You rest, look your best.

They'll be arriving shortly.

Good afternoon. Come in.

Thank you.

Oh, my, Molly. You look lovely.

Thank you, Doris.

Colin, your father's been looking forward

to seeing you.

Yeah, all right.

It's a nice spread you've laid out.

You really know your way around a charcuterie board.

- Thank you, Molly. - Hmm.

- May I pour you more wine? - Mm.

How are you holding up with everything going on?

It's a process.

Hmm.

He doesn't like not knowing things.

What's not to know?

It's more the restaurant and you

that he's concerned with.

Can't say I blame him.

You ever feel this way too?

Like an outsider?

I'm sorry.

The wine...

Surely Colin had his charm once.

What do you plan to do when all of this is over?

- Molly. - Yes, dear.

- Go start the car. - Mm.

You're gonna be there tonight.

I can make it.

I wasn't fucking asking, Doris.

- What took so long? - Yeah, sorry.

How's your dad?

Well, not good.

Yeah, shit.

Some well‐earned years, that much I can tell you.

Evening, gentlemen.

Oh.

You didn't tell me she was pretty.

Hey, kitchen.

Time to go.

You know me?

Lander Graham.

They call you Big Graham, but semantics.

We've met a time or two, actually.

Is that right?

I don't recall.

You know what I do?

Come to think of it...

It was just once.

Anyway...

He wants to leave you this restaurant

and some money to boot.

I mean, you been married to him for, what, six years?

It'll be eight in August, Colin,

but I'm sure you knew that.

Eight in August. Hmm.

Hmm.

Look at this kid.

I know him since he was born.

Tommy gave me my first job

when I got out of the joint, washing fucking dishes.

I'd like for you to ask yourself something.

You know, all those people

that were in Tommy's corner, you know,

all those years, you know...

What in the Mary mother of fuck

makes him think you're entitled to this place?

Well, if I had to guess,

uh, it's because... all of this was me.

Bull‐fucking‐shit.

Your father hired me to start our catering branch,

and now we're Detroit's premier catering service.

Won all sorts of awards.

I'm sure you know.

Listen to me, Darla...

Doris.

Nobody knows who the fuck you are...

Doris.

Waltz in here ten years ago.

All of a sudden, everybody's talking about

how you're gonna get Tommy to marry you.

It was the other way around, I'm afraid.

But sure.

You shook shit up.

And people don't like strangers shaking shit up

with people that they love,

especially when they been here before you.

And they're gonna be here long after you.

You are gonna sign all this over to Colin here.

Mr. Graham,

I know plenty of what it is you do.

You two have been using this place

to funnel your dirt money for Lord knows how long.

I don't know why poor Tommy ever allowed it.

But if you're asking yourself, "Why Doris?"

rest assured it's because he wants

to get this place cleaned up.

What's a little lady like you gonna do

with all that big money?

Buy a new hat.

What?

Buy a new‐‐

Hat.

Come on, don't be dumb, Doris.

Your father wants so much for you,

and here you run with gangsters and thugs.

"Gangsters and thugs."

The fuck you think Tom does?

You know, I could make it so that Colin here

inherits this place.

Why can't you fucking figure that out?

This offer, this was a fucking courtesy.

Hey.

I think you should sign it

before this gets really dirty.

You're a nice lady, Doris Quinn.

Let's keep it that way.

Hello?

Ethan, you alone?

Yeah, yeah, I got dropped off at the truck st‐‐

Okay. Fine.

Go inside.

Order two coffees and some pie to go.

And I'll be there in 17.

How will I know it's you‐‐

Hello?

Have you had a chance to decide?

Right on, let's go.

Don't have a damn clue where you are, huh?

Yeah, well...

sometimes I don't either.

Ow!

Who wants to buy me a drink?

Chop‐chop.