The Sins Beneath

- Hey, Pete. - Yes.

It's Darren. I looked at the fixer-upper house

-on Winter Circle last week. - Of course.

I was wondering if you would negotiate a little.

It's been empty for some time.

I'd like to see the place feel alive again.

Listen, I love the property, and my family really needs

-a fresh start. - "Family"?

I think I can sweeten this deal for you.

Really? So we can work something out?

Hell yes, we can.

Thank you. You won't regret this.

I know. I know.

Welcome to your forever home.

[transitions into soothing music]

- All right, here we go. - Yay, we're here.

-Do you need help getting out, Mom? -Uh, no. I'm not crippled.

-Come on, sweetie. - Jesus.

- Hope you're ready! - Not too bad.

-What do you think? - I think it's perfect.

- -I don't know, it looks pretty rundown to me.

Ah, some work, a little love,

it'll be like new. Right, babe?

Better than new.

Sure is quiet out here.

That's the best part.

I miss my friends.

- Aw. -

Sweetie,

-you'll make new ones. - Yeah.

And when they come visit, there'll be plenty of room to play.

Let's have a look inside, shall we?

Oh, yay!

- What is that? - Cicadas.

- Ew. What are cicadas? - Loud-ass bugs.

- Yeah. -Welcome to BFE.

- Yeah. - What's BFE?

Bum Fuck Egypt.

Wow.

- - I love it, babe.

-Right? - Mm-hm.

Eh. It's about what I expected.

- - What's that smell?

That...

-That's history. -

-If these walls could talk, huh? -Right?

- Yeah. Hm. -They'd probably tell us to get the hell out.

Oh, look at this kitchen.

Huh.

Yes.

- - Like I said,

-a little work, a lotta love. -

Yeah, a lot of work.

- -Why doesn't everybody go check out their rooms?

Come on, Sally.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just still takin' it all in.

I'm gonna go check out my room.

I think I will... Oh, yes.

I'm gonna take that with me.

Yippee!

Well, what do you think?

I think it's a bedroom.

Mm. Well, you can decorate it however you want.

Put a poster of Jon Bon Jovi up over here.

- Who? -Never mind.

We can paint if you want.

- -I can help you with that.

-It'd be fun. - Whatever.

-Mom! -I've seen enough of the top of your head, Renee.

Don't make me take it away.

-You can't do that. -Oh, yes, I can. I pay the bill.

-Darren pays the bill. -Somebody say my name?

Mom's gonna take away Renee's phone.

- Oh, no, she's not. -She's always on it.

Come on, babe. She's 17.

That's what 17-year-olds do.

-Oh. - Isn't it?

-Duh. -See? Duh.

Come on, let's check out Sally's room.

Come on.

- -But where is she?

I don't know, sweetie.

-Everything okay? -We can't find Molly.

I know she's in here somewhere. We definitely packed her.

- She'll turn up. - Yeah.

Come on, babe, we got some unpacking to do.

We'll find her, sweetie.

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All right.

-Mm-hm. -You ready?

-Come on. Come on. -Yes, I'm ready.

-All right. -

Here you go.

-It's nice. -Right?

Uh...

You hesitated.

-No, I didn't. -Yes, you did.

-You hesitated. What's wrong? -Uh...

N-- nothing.

It's just... dark, heavy.

Little paint...

-...some curtains... -Hm.

...it will lighten right up.

Next.

Okay, where's the master bathroom?

I, I, uh...

-Babe, we got this for a great price. -

-Um, co-- concessions had to be made. -Mm, for who?

Oh, come on. Oh, come here.

-I like the way you shake it. -Shake it?

You know, that little strut you do when you walk away.

You're not making this any better.

I know.

It's gonna be great.

Promise.

-Yes. Mwah. -

I know you're gonna love it. All right?

-All right. -Sit back, enjoy paradise.

You're gonna love it, babe, I promise.

All right, let's eat.

Still no Molly?

Don't worry, sweetie.

She's probably just put up in one of these boxes. We'll find her, okay?

So, Brenda, how you liking your room?

Yeah, it's fine.

It's a great opportunity for you

to connect with the kids...

...and a new start for all of us as a family, right?

Yeah, well, people my age don't do new starts.

Oh, Mom, come on. Dad wouldn't want you

to stay in Worchester and freeze to death.

Yeah, well, there's a lot of things your dad wouldn't approve of these days.

Yeah, I

hate I didn't get a chance to meet him.

Yeah, I hate that too.

-Where's Renee? -

I told her that...

Sit tight. I'll be right back.

Renee, what are you doing?

-Just texting. -Texting who?

-Emily. Why? -It's dinner time.

-Okay. -Come on.

-Okay. -Now!

And we forgot to pray.

Right. Hands.

Heavenly Father, we thank you for fresh starts and new scenery.

We thank you for protecting our family during this move,

during this change of season.

And we pray for your healing hand on Brenda.

-We ask you to please bless this food... -

...and the nourishment of our bodies.

And our bodies are always to your service.

In Jesus name, we pray.

Amen.

Sally, are you okay?

-Sally? -Yes, Mommy.

-Everything okay? -Yes, ma'am.

Renee?

-Renee. -What?

No phone at the table.

Come on, Mom.

Mom's right.

Dinner time is when we should all be present.

Be present for what?

Talking.

Hearing about one another's day.

I have been with all of you all day.

-You know how my day has been. -Renee.

Okay.

Okay. You wanna hear about my day?

Today, we moved into a place that stinks,

is surrounded by loud bugs, into a house that gives me the creeps.

You've said it time and time again, Darren,

"She's 17. It's what 17-year-olds do."

Mom, stay out of this.

You know, when Marie was Renee's age,

you'd be lucky to find her at the dinner table.

She was always out with Ricky.

- Mom. -

Nana's got a point.

At least I'm here so you can keep tabs on me.

-Mom. - My house, my rules.

No phone at the dinner table.

There's nothing there.

There's nothing there.