Almost Family

Previously, on Almost Family...

How badly does the laptop hurt the case?

It's their entire case, Julia.

I made an offer to buy the gym.

I'm glad that we can be back in business together.

We're not back in anything together.

I don't wanna run anymore.

So don't run. Walk, crawl, whatever,

as long as it's in my direction.

I'm falling in love with you.

I'm falling in love with you too.

What do we do now?

I know you weren't in the office all weekend.

Where were you when I called you?

What, are you cross-examining me now?

Do I have to?

- Ima! - What happened?

I fell off my bike.

She did a wheelie.

Oh, my brave girl.

Hey, you know who you remind me of?

Your great-grandma Estie who you were named after.

When she was little, she used to play baseball

with all the boys and everyone wanted her on their team,

because she had the fastest pitch

in the neighborhood.

And...

good as new.

Ah, the prince is awake. All right.

Get back on your bike.

Dinner will be ready in half an hour.

New sign-in sheets. Mm-hmm.

Hi, Dad.

Do you want your skis? I'm decluttering.

You still have those? It's been years.

Oh, Jan. I approved payroll.

- It's in your top drawer. - Got it.

- How is everything there? - Busy.

You know, um, I found a pile of New Yorkers.

You want me to drop 'em off for the waiting room?

No, thanks. We're good.

You know, it might be time for a refresh.

We haven't upgraded our magazine subscription

since you graduated college.

I think people like our selection.

Hey, doesn't Grace Fields write for National Geographic?

I believe so, yes.

Oh, how she doing, by the way?

She must be, what, 30 weeks by now?

- 32, Dad, but... - Excellent.

Well, I'm glad the letrozole did the trick.

Nice try. I'm not discussing patients with you.

Well, if I think it might help...

Look, I know that I am persona non grata,

but, uh, it is still the Bechley Institute,

and last time I checked, I am still a Bechley.

And so am I.

We have everything under control, Dad.

I have to go.

Um, and you can give my skis away.

I honestly, don't know where I'd put them.

Hey, let me give you a hand.

I got it.

Oh, here.

Hey, are you free tomorrow afternoon?

Um...

sorry, dude, my schedule's booked pretty solid.

That's too bad.

I got a pretty good opportunity coming up.

But that's cool. I'll just ask Nina.

Ask Nina what?

I'm having a meet and greet with some prospective parents,

and I need a headliner.

Yeah, I'm no good for that.

I don't know if you heard,

- but I am a little controversial. - Mm.

Those rich parents don't want anything to do with me.

You're selling yourself short, Rox.

I think there is a way to spin this

in the gym's favor.

A whole new and improved Roxy Doyle.

Roxy 2.0.

What do you say?

I don't know.

You will, of course, be well-compensated.

Um...

I mean, I guess I can squeeze in an appearance.

Thank you.

Hey.

Maybe think about wearing your hair down

like you used to, in that braid.

It's a good look for you.

Your Honor, we have made multiple requests

for the prosecution to include Dr. Bechley's laptop

in discovery, but they refuse to engage.

You mean, you didn't get the answer you wanted.

We estimate that we have received printouts

of less than a quarter of the hard drive.

We handed over all relevant files, Your Honor.

Okay, so pages three and five

of Dr. Bechley's emails with his medical supplier

are relevant, but pages one, two, and six are not?

See, you do get it.

Ms. Palmer, it is up to the prosecution

to decide what to include in discovery.

Are you arguing that Ms. Doherty is abusing

that discretion and engaging in prosecutorial misconduct?

Uh, I'm not... I'm not necessarily suggesting

such an escalation.

Um... uh, it could be that, um...

Your Honor, we are used to prosecutors

curating discovery, but what we are talking about

is an egregious level of censorship here.

Why would they go to such lengths

unless there was something they did not want us to see?

I understand your concern.

So I will allow the defense to view the laptop

in the prosecutor's office, under her supervision.

With all due respect, Your Honor, I can't have

a parade of defense attorneys in my office.

Only Ms. Palmer, then.

Can both sides live with this?

Yes, Your Honor.

Show-off.

Just getting warmed up.

It's the fifth frame.

I really shine in the second half.

That's like Olivia... you should have seen her last weekend.

It was family night.

She managed to get a gutter ball in the next lane.

- Oh, my God. - I'm sorry.

I have a terrible habit of bringing everything back to my kids.

I like hearing about your kids.

Ah, you're just being polite.

No, I'm not. I like kids.

Sometimes, I crash kids' birthday parties,

'cause I love a bouncy house.

Yeah, believe me, I mean, there's so much that's fun

and amazing and they are light of my life

and the cream in my coffee, and also,

it's like serving an 18-year jail sentence.

Oh, that's pretty harsh.

It is.

It is harsh, especially when you're doing it alone.

It's, you know, all of your free time

and interests just kind of get swallowed up into theirs

and until one day, you find yourself, you know,

standing the sideline of a soccer field

on a Saturday morning, holding a warm juice box,

wondering if you ever had a life of your own.

But the good news is...

You know, I started early.

So another half dozen years

and I'm paroled for good.

Oh... oh, so you're done?

You're... you're done having kids?

Oh, yeah. I mean, I love 'em dearly.

I'll be a mess when they go,

but it'll also be kind of awesome,

you know, to be able to have fun like an adult again,

to... I know this sounds crazy,

but stay awake past 9:00.

Yeah.

That's not a problem for you, is it?

'Cause on your dating profile...

Oh, no, no!

It's not a problem, not at all.

- Okay. - You're up.

I've read this sentence ten times.

It makes no sense. Can you?

- Who was that? - The text?

- Yeah. - It's Julia.

Edie, there's nothing you couldn't tell me.

- You know that. - Yeah.

There's nothing that I wouldn't be able to forgive, except...

Babe, we talked about this.

- Can we just focus on work? We're... - Being lied to.

- That's the one thing... - Babe, it's late.

- We're both... - You're hiding.

You're hiding from me.

I feel it. I can see it.

You tell me that you're working,

and then I catch you out with friends.

That was one time, and I told you it was

because I needed to blow off steam.

Why'd you go easy on Amanda in court today?

- I didn't. - You froze.

You were about to rip into her and then you just backed off.

I wasn't confident in my argument.

You weren't confident in your argument?

Yeah.

That's not the Edie I know.

Well, I'm sorry.

If there was something going on,

something that you are not telling me...

Babe, there's nothing going on.

I promise.

Everything in my life has just been... it's been

a little off center lately, but my one north star is you.

I swear.