The Summer I Turned Pretty

Previously on The Summer I Turned Pretty...

Today's open house has been cancelled.

So I need you all out of the house.

- The boardwalk. That's a great idea. - You should come with us, Skye.

You know, once they get to see more of Cousins,

and hang out with you guys,

they'll see why we love this place so much.

- You sure Milo's cool with you coming with me? - Why wouldn't he be?

Because we kissed for, like, two seconds?

Don't worry. I'm right here with you, okay?

You know, I just feel

everyone's slipping away,

and-and the house

is the last thing tying us together.

Everything's gone.

It's like she was never here at all.

I didn't think it was possible for things to get worse.

I was wrong.

Everything's gone.

What the fuck, Julia?

I'm sorry.

This must be such a shock.

I-I spoke to your father this afternoon,

and-and he and I decided that it would be best

not to drag this out any longer than necessary.

I don't give a shit what the two of you decided on.

You had no right to touch anything in this house.

- Those were her things. - Breathe, man. Okay?

- Stop. - Everything's in storage.

I made sure that everyone

was very careful with every single thing.

I'm just doing what I have to do

- to sell this house. - Bullshit.

You could have said something.

You could have warned us.

All you want to do is fight our mom,

- constantly. - Okay, enough.

You're not the only one that's hurting here.

And I'm not the one you should be angry with.

Your mother could have warned you

that this was gonna happen.

She just wanted to make me the bad guy, as usual.

I'm so sorry that she was too busy dying

to make your life a little easier.

You know, it sucks that our grandfather

loved her more than you,

but I'm not surprised.

Conrad could have chosen his words better.

But he's not wrong.

The truth hurts.

All of it hurts.

Jere...

What did you say to them, anyway?

I told them about Shitmas.

I mean, I just wanted them to understand

why you're selling the house.

You shouldn't have done that.

That was private.

Listen, I'm not going to defend

what Conrad just said, okay?

That wasn't right.

B... I-I can't defend this either, Mom.

I mean, can you?

Uh...

Connie, come on... No.

Connie.

Of course, Dad did nothing to stop her.

Connie, what can he do?

Jere! He doesn't care about us!

Our dad was never going to win

a Father of the Year award.

He was flawed, that's for sure.

But when it counted, he was there at the end.

Conrad just couldn't see it.

He didn't want to.

And this asshole won't even pick up my... calls.

- Did you know about this? - Easy, Connie.

I'm, no, I'm serious. I'm serious.

- Did you know about this? - I-I didn't know

anything, okay? I swear I would have told you.

Would you have? Really?

Because we haven't seen each other in ten years.

Would a day at the boardwalk have been enough

- to make you betray your mom? - Listen,

I know we don't know each other very well,

but I-I wouldn't have sideswiped you like this.

Connie, come on.

What are we going to do?

I don't know.

My whole life, I've looked up to Conrad.

He's always been smarter, faster, just... better.

Maybe part of me even needed that: someone to look up to.

But a lot's happened this year.

I don't feel that way anymore.

Okay, we can't just leave.

All right? The house isn't sold yet.

- We still have a chance. - A slim one.

I mean, full disclosure, Mom's realtor is expecting

multiple cash offers, all over asking,

no contingencies.

Thank you, Skye, for that bleak as fuck assessment.

Also, where are we going to sleep tonight?

I think there are some sleeping bags in the garage.

I'm not sleeping this house.

Okay, I... We don't have to. All right?

Okay, well, hotels are usually all booked up

around this time of year.

I feel like I should... go.

And I'd totally invite you guys to come stay with me,

but it's a pretty small place, so...

Yeah, maybe... maybe we should go, too.

They're this close to giving up.

Don't go yet.

I know a place we can crash for the night.

We should go home.

All right.

Here we go.

Huh.

What, you kept that?

Perks of not cleaning out your wallet.

What if there's someone in there?

It's been closed for hours

and-and there's never any night guards. We're good.

Okay.

Shit.

Not a great plan.

It's from Avengers. RDJ.

"I understood that reference."

Can you guys, like, not? For just two seconds?

Right.

Okay, there's got to be another way, right?

We can try the pool gate.

Uh, we could also use my mom's key code.

Wait, are you sure? Your mom?

Yeah, it's fine. She's the manager

- at the restaurant here, so... - I mean,

wouldn't she get in trouble, though,

if, like, someone checked the logs?

No, no. She works the randomest hours,

so that alone shouldn't raise any red flags.

So long as we don't make a mess, like, at all,

should be good.

They won't even know we're here.

Thank you for not being on that whale boat, Cam Cameron.

Thank you.

- Thanks. - Thank you, Cam.

- Thank you, Cam. - Thanks.

Hello?

So what do we do now?

Ugh. Could we scavenge for food?

I need something in my system other than sugar.

Allow me to escort you to the kitchen.

Actually, wait. Can I come with you?

I have really specific snack requirements.

Uh-uh, Taylor. No, you're coming with me.

We'll fashion, like, blankets out of, like,

- curtains and some shit. - No, I'm on snack patrol right now.

Okay. So? I need your loudest voice

to scare away all the murderers.

Yeah, I'm Team Murderers.

Okay, fine. No, I mean, as long as you're cool

with, like, sleeping on, like, dusty polyester sheets.

I hate you so much.

Why do you need help with this?

What do you need me for?

All right, I think I know a place we could sleep.

Uh, you want to come?

Think I'm gonna go with Cam and Skye, actually.

I'll catch up with you later.

Are you okay?

I never should have gone to the boardwalk.

This is not your fault, Conrad.

There was no way you could have known what Julia was planning.

Maybe, but she never would have done it if I'd stayed back.

They fucking took everything.

And you heard Skye.

The house is going to sell fast.

No.

No, it's not over. I mean...

We're gonna figure something out.

Sometimes I hate myself

for how long it took me to notice it.

That invisible force between the two of them.

I wanted to tell Conrad that he had no right,

that he'd ignored Belly for all these years.

But it wasn't just up to Conrad.

It was Belly's choice, too.

So I forced myself to let it go.

There were more important things to worry about then, anyway.

What are you doing here? Don't you have class?

Yeah, class got canceled.

Thought I'd come see you and Mom.