Unforgettable

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Says here you pressed

domestic violence charges

three years ago against

your alleged assailant,

Michael Vargas.

He was convicted and served

12 months' probation.

I'm sorry that happened to you.

They dated for two years.

And you were treated in

a psychiatric hospital after the incident.

That was my choice.

But after the restraining order was up,

you tried to resume contact.

You tell me, Ms. Banks,

after all this why would you wanna

go back and reunite with Mr. Vargas?

No.

We downloaded the contents

of Mr. Vargas' phone.

I have almost 50 pages

of Facebook messages

between you and Mr. Vargas.

These belong to you?

Yes.

But you don't understand, I...

The man is dead,

found in your home,

with your face all over his phone

and your delicates found in his car.

Now you're gonna have to

help me out here.

That's what we always said

this company was about, right?

Taking risks, adventures,

and bringing stories to life.

Although she clearly didn't get the memo

that mindset only applies

to adventures we have together.

I could not be more thrilled

for her next chapter.

To Julia,

the woman who has brought

so many stories to life

as our chief online editor

- now gets to have a life of her own...

- Thank you.

...and will be working remotely

in her pajama jeans and granny panties.

To Julia. We love you.

- Am I crazy?

- No.

David is amazing, all right?

And what happened with Michael

was not your fault.

You are a survivor.

Look, if the universe owes

anyone a solid, I think it's you.

And you can always come home.

- Well...

- Oh.

With that ring, you're never coming home.

Well, at least you know

you can if you want to.

- Oh, God.

- Don't be mad.

Got you a little something.

- I hate you.

- I hate you, too.

- This better have been on sale.

- It was.

- And a re-gift.

- It was a re-gift. I've worn it.

There's makeup on it.

It is. It looked terrible on me.

But it's for all those UV rays

in Southern California

that'll be aging you prematurely.

That's why I quit smoking.

Oh, you have to eat this cake.

This isn't the shitty cake

we get for the interns.

- This is the real thing.

- Shh.

Welcome home, Mrs. Connover.

That's not my name yet,

Mr. Connover.

Well, I'm just practicing.

How am I doing?

Ten.

I love it here, this house.

You were born here.

You grew up here.

It's amazing.

Really amazing.

Well,

now this is our home together,

Mrs. Connover.

Okay.

- We actually have to get up now.

- Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

Yeah. 'Cause Lily's coming over.

Okay, I'm gonna get UP-

And Tessa.

All right. All right...

I'm up. I'm up. I'm up.

There.

Now you're perfect.

Just like Mommy.

And remember,

if you miss me, and you wanna

come home, just tell Daddy, okay?

Mmm-hmm.

Hi, Lily Bean.

- Hi, Daddy.

- Oh, let me get you out of there.

All right.

Oh, you're getting so big.

Okay, grab your backpack.

Welcome to the neighborhood.

This is so nice, Tessa. Thank you.

You're very welcome.

I hope you'll be happy here.

Me, too. I think I will be.

Well, I've prepared

Lily's lunch for tomorrow

so that you don't need to bother with it.

- Oh, you didn't have to.

- Not a problem.

And David, please remember,

bed time 7:
30.

No liquids after 6:00

unless we want another accident.

Right, sweetheart?

Hey, we got this.

- Okay

- Right?

Mmm-hmm.

- Good. Say bye to Mommy.

Bye, sweetheart.

Mmm, I miss you already. See you

in a couple of days. Be good, okay?

Okay, Mommy.

Thanks.

- Say hi to Julia.

- Hi, Julia.

Hi, Lily.

What's up, Oreo?

You ready? You got him?

Oh, my God, he's so heavy.

Let's go!

Okay, let's take your stuff upstairs.

Watch your head.

I hope you like this blanket.

I bought it at the flea market

in Berkeley.

Ooh.

It has fleas?

No, silly. Ah, it's just an expression.

Daddy, where's my other blanket?

Oh, Well,

it's up in a closet,

but how about we just try this one,

just for tonight?

Julia got it special for you, okay?

I can get the other blanket.

Bye-bye.

Bye,babe.

Restraining order

against Michael Vargas

expired.

Julia, you're worthless.

- Hey.

- Hey. You workin'?

Not yet, uh, just got

a cool new submission.

A love story.

Oh, that's great, Jules. Hey, listen.

Can you do me a favor?

We're dressing bottles for three shipments

and we're way behind.

Are you okay being alone

with Lily for dinner?

Yeah, of course.

Thank you. I'll see you later.

I love those colors.

Sorry to drop in on you like this.

Tomorrow is ballet.

She forgot her shoes.

Great. Thank you.

And so you know,

there are links on the calendar

to the Facebook group

so you can stay informed on activities

and who brings snack when.

I'm not on Facebook.

Well, you can look at David's, I suppose.

And he should really add you to

the pickup list, now that you're with us.

Hi!

- How you doin', sweetheart?

- I'm good.

I was just getting dinner ready

on the table.

Okay.

I love you.

Mommy, can you stay for dinner?

No, Lily.

Please?

Sure.

I made plenty of food.

Thank you.

Don't just push your food

around the plate.

Julia's going to be very upset.

It's okay, really.

Cut with your knife, not your fork.

I don't like it.

I'm sorry. It might just be

a little too spicy for her.

Mmm.

I could get that.

- Do you want pasta, sweetheart?

- Yes, please.

Do you have anything organic?

Yeah.

All right, sweetheart. Go to sleep.

Don't worry.

In no time, you will be back with Mommy.

Okay?

I love you.

Thanks for stopping by.

Thank you for letting me stay.

I didn't mean for this to happen.

It's just hard sometimes.

I get it.

No, you don't.

You couldn't possibly.

That's not your fault.

Good night, Julia.

Good night, Tessa.

David?

David?

Hey!

You Okay?

You look like you saw a ghost.

Yeah, I'm sorry. I just...

Hi.

Daddy!

Hmm.

I'll fix you some leftovers.

- Okay.

- I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I'm coming, Lily.

Tessa only gets Lily two days

this week, you know?

These weeks are really hard for her.

I'm sure that's why she came over.

Mmm.

This is great, by the way.

Someone else didn't think so.

Come here.

You'll get used to mac and cheese.

You'll get used to Tessa.

And she'll calm down.

She's adjusting, too.

I just wanna be good at this.

I mean, I will be good at this. I just...

I wish I had a more

normal childhood to draw from.

Hey-

You are not your mom.

And I'm about a half a bottle of Scotch

a day away from being your dad.

Thank God.

You just keep being you.

Hmm?

It'll all work out, I promise.

Well, that tastes cuddly.

Let me get a bite of that.

I'm just gonna have a taste. Mmm-hmm.

Okay, okay.

She woke up just moments ago.

- Hush.

- Let's not have nookie in the kitchen.

She's a heavy sleeper.

No, she's not.

Come here.

Let's go upstairs.

I mean, I know she's Lily's mother

and of course I respect that.

But it feels like

I'm stepping into her life.

Whoa.

Jules, listen to me, okay?

Think about where you were

a few years ago, all right?

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