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We lost Jericho when he was 13 weeks.

Did you discuss keeping the placenta?

Wasn't a crime. Police said it happens more than you think.

Why did you stay with her? After what she did.

It was a mistake, and people make mistakes, Leanne.

I just booked the little church on Sansom. Our son is being baptized.

My aunt used to say that when a cricket came into your home,

something bad was coming.

What's coming, Leanne?

Hello, little flower.

This is my uncle George.

- It's a chef! -I want to stay.

I'll bring your Aunt May next time.

You know you can't say no to her.

There are several conflicting theories

regarding the disposal of your child's placenta.

Religious, superstitious and medicinal.

You can ingest it for nutritional value

to cure or prevent post postpartum depression.

You can throw it into the river...

in the belief that your child's life will be carried on the constant stream.

Or you can bury it in the ground, smooth side up, to ward off evil spirits.

Whichever option you choose,

the significance of your child's placenta is the same.

As one life comes into being, another ends.

They're on their way.

How was it?

Jericho cried when they put the water on his head. And everybody laughed.

Hey, Leanne.

Y-You look nice.

And here we all are.

Yes, you have.

Great house, right?

I haven't been inside in years.

Thank you.

Is there a downstairs bathroom?

-Thanks. - Thanks so much.

Colleen, how have you been?

Nice to see you.

Do you want to hold him?

Do you want to meet Colleen?

You must come with me.

Hi.

Hi.

I swore I would never set foot in a church again,

and there I was on my goddamn knees pretending to pray.

If there is a hell, rest assured, we'll burn down there together.

I don't think that's as flattering as you think it is.

Still here, Leanne?

All things considered, I think that went pretty well.

Did you even hear a word the priest said?

My fucking heart was beating so fast, I thought I was gonna have a coronary.

Breathe. It's done now.

No one suspects a thing.

And Dorothy, she's okay, right?

This is a party. She couldn't be happier.

Well, we are standing right in the spot where Jericho was born...

after an 11-hour labor,

that ended in a drug-free, natural water birth.

You're so brave, Dorothy.

Well, it's just the bond that's everything.

When they placed him on my chest, I just...

Oh, God. It's one of those AMBER Alerts.

I lost Matthew in a Macy's once. The longest 13 minutes of my life.

How can she afford this place? And so close to the city.

Surprise.

What does her husband do?

Sean challenges your gastronomic preconceptions.

Say again, sport.

He's a chef.

Bet mom and pop are loaded too.

We have picture.

And we have sound.

-Hey. Congratulations. -Hi.

Uncanny. Where did you find him?

Sort of fell into our laps.

How often in life do you get a do-over, Juju?

- Hey, man, careful with that. -Go back! Rewind it.

Stop.

Making sure our physical self and our mental self are in step.

Making sure they're in sync, you know?

Because as we go through the world, there's so many things

that pull at us and want to knock us off of our tracks.

Hello.

I'm Dorothy.

Can I join you?

Mm.

Cool.

That's a pretty dolly.

What's her name?

She's not a dolly. She's Pamela.

Oh.

Well, hello, Pamela.

She says you can hold her.

Oh.

Did you see him?

Yes and no.

He's not in the house. Yet.

Circle the block. If you find him, take him down.

What do you mean "take him down"?

You have a car.

Use your imagination.

-Yeah, I can imagine myself going to jail. -Ah, don't be such a pussy.

So, they told you... what she did.

Dorothy will wake up one day, and she will blame us all for what we did to her.

You included.

Now, where is he? Jericho?

I mean, I might as well play along and hold him once in a while.

I'll find him for you, Natalie.

You do that.

Croquembouche?

You're hungry, right?

Yeah.

Oh, my God. This is really good. Savory. What's in this?

Liver, I think. Sean says it's a family recipe.

-Have you seen Jericho? -Who?

The baby.

Well, he can't have gone far.

Chill. Take a day off for once.

Hello, little flower.

Julian?

Hello, Sean.

-I'm-- -I know who you are.

Eighty-six grand. It's everything I've got for you.

There isn't any more. Not today, not ever. So, take it and go.

"Give me neither poverty nor riches.

Feed me with the food that is my portion."

So, if it's not about money...

what do you want?

The baby?

Leanne?

Do you know who you welcomed into your home, Sean?

Mm.

He likes "Itsy Bitsy Spider" better.

Dorothy sings it so nicely to him.

Puts him straight to sleep.

Then Dorothy must be the best mommy in the world.

- -Shh.

What happened?

Hmm?

What did she do?

After the fire,

it was easier to let everyone believe that we lost Leanne too.

So, my wife and I brought her to Pennsylvania

and raised her as God instructed us.

What does that got to do with us? Why is she here?

Your wife wouldn't remember meeting her. It was so long ago.

But Leanne never stopped talking about that day.

Thought Dorothy was so pretty.

So kind.

And there she was, on the television telling Leanne stories.

Tucking her in after prayer.

Leanne likes to please the people she loves...

and hurt the people she doesn't.

It was an accident.

It wasn't his time to go.

God had a path for that woman.

He wanted her to suffer.

But you thought you knew better.

The air is still putrid.

I could smell it the moment I walked in the door.

She's kind to me.

She's going to hurt him again.

She's going to hurt you.

I fear Leanne has done something impetuous.

Something that can't so easily be put right.

I just want to know whose child it is.

You know the answer to that.

I don't actually.

Then why did you keep him if he wasn't yours?

For Dorothy. You don't know what she's been through.

She needed this.

And what does Sean need?

What?

What will mend poor, broken Sean?

I'm-I'm not broken.

"He heals the brokenhearted

and binds up their wounds."

What wounds do you have?

What inflicts you, Sean? What has she done to you?

-Splinters. -

-Yes, I get these splinters. -Yes.

Food...

No, I haven't tasted food since she arrived.