Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nothing. It's just a little housewarming.

I didn't do anything.

- Sit down. I'll make some tea. - I don't think I had lunch.

Why don't you look in the mirror?

It's beautiful. Thank you. What do I owe you?

I thought we could leave it open. You fixed it.

Ignore the litter box, I do. I think I saw your room-mate.

- Scrambled or fried? - This is fine.

- What is it? - Look.

You were terrific... but you know that, don't you?

- We'll still be friends. - Sure.

- Knew what? - I told her.

- but I know that I survived something. My therapists think so.

You're in a different league. I know that.

- A-I-I-i-s-o-n. - Very good.

I'll call you tonight after I check on some things.

- He's put me back to square one. - Only if you let him.

If you need a reference, you can call them at Rizzoli.

- Are you all right?. - I can't hear you.

No, up to Graham's. He's already involved.

It was an accident.

No, it's not a good time.

- When I talk to her, she may leave. - Do you want to sleep here tonight?

You're an actress, right? You're never the same person twice.

That you came up here and pretended to be her? What is this hair?

Or to kill any more. I don't want to kill any more.

Well, she wants me to.

In the settlement you got all the hardware and a rent-controlled flat.

I hope you don't mind me storing some stuff in the cage downstairs.

Just like that stupid girl in Tampa. She called my parents, too.

You take them. I'll borrow them when I want to.

I think my room-mate Hedra is your daughter. Ellen.

And my friend Graham upstairs.

- Tomorrow. - That's good.