Hey. Hey. Emily, I need to talk to you. Well, at least now we have clarity. Now I know...

[Cecilia goes to see Emily for help] Cecilia Kass: Hey. Emily Kass: Hey. Cecilia Kass: Emily, I need to talk to you. Emily Kass: Well, at least now we have clarity. Now I know what you really think of me. Cecilia Kass: What? Emily Kass: Thanks so much for carving out the time to let me know how - quote, unquote - "suffocating" I am to you. Cecilia Kass: What? What are you... Emily Kass: Not that I should have to say this, but I never expected any of that money. [scoffs] Cecilia Kass: Emily, I-I don't... I don't know what you're talking about. Emily Kass: The e-mail - the e-mail you sent me this morning. Cecilia Kass: What e-mail? Emily Kass: If that's how you feel about me, don't ask me to bail you out of your personal life anymore. If you're too stupid to know who the good guys are and too weak to get away from the bad ones, don't sob to me for charity. I'm out. Cecilia Kass: I didn't send you the fucking e-mail. I didn't. Someone is-is-is doing this to me. He's-he's doing this to me. Emily Kass: Who's... Adrian? [pause] Emily Kass: Adrian sent me the e-mail. Okay. [pause] Emily Kass: You need some medication. Adrian is dead. Cecilia Kass: Em, please, no. [Emily closes and locks the door on Cecilia]

Do I know you? - Do I owe you money? - A lot. A lot? I told y'all about running up on me in my house. Hey. Cee. Tell her she can't take you back. We're keeping you. What are you doing here, Emily? Well, it's nice to see you, too, sis. I'm gonna go see what Sydney's up to. - Just... - Mm. Yeah. This is not fair. I asked you not to come over. He knows where you live. He will follow you. Yes, well, I have some news. There is no news that justifies this. Okay, I have a plan, and I just... I-I need you to-to go along with it and just not be in control for one second. I'm not trying to control you, boo. I'm desperately trying to tell you that you don't need to cut me off anymore. Because he's dead. What? What? Hey. What did he do to you? Can you talk to me? It just doesn't make any sense. He was... he was in... he was... in complete control of everything, you know? Just... Including me. He controlled how I looked and... what I wore and what I ate.