Once upon a time, you all made the best sidecars.

Which means you knew my father. Mm-hmm.

Well, those were his specialty.

So, I can't promise that I've got his skills,

But I'm happy to try for a loyal customer. I'm fine, thanks.

I just wanted to stop by for old times' sake before leaving town.

Okay.

Is that your boy?

Yeah. It's Carl.

Named for my dad, actually.

Great smile.

Stevie Grayson.

Jack...Porter, obviously.

So you're Conrad's first wife, huh?

We all make mistakes, right?

At least you were smart enough to leave him behind.

Spoken like someone who knows him.

I wish I didn't.

He's just caused a lot of problems for my family.

How so?

It's long story.

I'll save it for next time you're in town.

Looks like it's time to get the little man to bed.

All right. Come on.

Bye, Carl! Thanks so much.

Sure. No problem.

It was nice to meet you, Stevie.

You, too, Jack.

Rachel, it's me.

Cancel my flight back to L.A.

And get me Conrad Grayson's cell number.

You deliberately defied me!

Continuing to employ that man,

after I specifically asked you to fire him?!

I know what you told me, all right? I couldn't do it.

You have to do it. No, actually, I don't have to.

And after listening to him, uh --

Maybe he's not a monster anymore, okay? He's got regrets.

He's got things in life he wishes he had done differently.

Why are you choosing to hurt me in this way?

I'm not, mom. I'm --

I'm choosing to get to know him a little better.

There is nothing left to know.

He came to my home this evening -my house.

He made advances toward me.

And I saw in him the same heinous man

who drew me in all those years ago.

It is me who's suffering, Patrick. Not him, like you wanted.

Like you wanted?

Forgot my tool belt.

Look, Jimmy, we -we should talk.

It's a little too late for that.