>> Nicole: [sighs] Hi. Hi.
>> Allie: Hi. >> Nicole: Is Henry sleeping?
>> Allie: Yes. I just got him down for his nap.
>> Nicole: So how are you doing? >> Allie: Not so great.
>> Nicole: Honey, I know this is upsetting.
But your mother is going to get a really great lawyer.
And after what Charlie did to you, I think
the jury will understand. >> Allie: I don't even think
it should go to trial. I mean, my mom didn't do it.
>> Nicole: But she confessed. >> Allie: To protect me.
My mom didn't kill Charlie.
>> Lucas: What the hell? What the hell are you thinking?
>> Sami: It's nice to see you too, Lucas.
>> Lucas: Why in God's name would you confess?
>> Sami: What are you talking about?
I had to. Do you know that the gun
that killed Charlie Dale was your mother's?
>> Lucas: Yes. Yes, I know that. >> Sami: Did you know that Allie
had stolen it once to use it to threaten Tripp when she thought
that he's the one who raped her? >> Lucas: Yeah, I knew that too.
>> Sami: Okay, well, Rafe thinks that Allie remembered that
it was actually Charlie Dale, and she knew he was gonna get
away with what he had done to her.
Rafe thought that she might have taken that gun again
to go after him. >> Lucas: She told me that.
She did that. That's exactly what she did.
>> Sami: Then I did exactly the right thing.
Look, Rafe said that Allie threatening Tripp
is a matter of public record. So if Allie goes to trial,
the DA could call Tripp and Ava to the stand.
Ava was there. She saw it. >> Lucas: I know.
Sami, wait a second. >> Sami: And if a judge, a
jury, if they heard-- the point is, I'm not letting
Allie go to prison, okay? Henry is gonna grow up
with his mother. >> Lucas: Allie didn't do it.
She didn't kill Charlie. She wanted to, but she couldn't
go through with it. Damn it, Sami, she's innocent.
>> Ava: Hey. >> Rafe: Hey. Whoa.
Smells amazing in here. >> Ava: It's my puttanesca.
>> Rafe: I'm sorry, what? >> Ava: My gravy.
It's puttanesca. >> Rafe: Gravy?
>> Ava: Yeah. [laughs]
Tomato sauce. Come on.
>> Rafe: Ahh. >> Ava: It's pappardelle
puttanesca. It's my signature dish.
>> Rafe: Mmm. >> Ava: Mmm? Mm-hmm.
>> Rafe: Mmm. Mmm. >> Ava: Yes. Yes.
It is named after the working girls of Naples.
>> Rafe: Oh. Okay. >> Ava: Mm-hmm.
>> Rafe: Well, that definitely beats a tuna sandwich
at my desk, for sure, although it does seem
like a lot of work for lunch. >> Ava: Yeah, well,
I'm trying to butter you up, which is why I asked you home
for lunch. >> Rafe: Really?
>> Ava: Yeah. I need to talk to you
about something. >> Rafe: Okay.
>> Ava: Charlie's murder.
[laughter] >> Chanel: So great hanging with
you guys, but I gotta bounce. >> Claire: Oh.
What about the check? >> Chanel: Could you just
take care of it? I really have to run.
>> Claire: But you said it was your treat.
>> Chanel: When did I say that? >> Tripp: Hey, it's okay.
I'll cover it. >> Claire: Uh, how?
It's, like, $500. You don't have
that kind of cash. >> Chanel: If the gentleman
wants to pay. >> Claire: The gentleman
shouldn't have to pay, because you said it was
your treat, not to mention you kind of drank most of it.
So how about you put your money where your mouth is?
So how many times have you run this scam?
>> Chanel: What scam? >> Claire: Oh, please.
You totally planned this. Do you pick pockets too?
>> Chanel: No, but I could slap your face.
>> Tripp: Okay, guys, let's take it easy.
>> Claire: Chanel, like my bag? More like cheap knockoff.
>> Chanel: Say it again, bitch. I dare you.
>> Eli: Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. What's going on?
>> Claire: This con artist is trying to sick us with her tab.
>> Eli: Is that true? >> Chanel: No, and how is it
your business? >> Claire: Because he's a cop.
>> Chanel: Officer. There's no need for you
to get involved in this. It's just
a little misunderstanding. >> Claire: No, Eli, it is not
a misunderstanding. That check is for more than $500
worth of champagne. Chanel said she was buying,
and now she's skipping out. >> Eli: You know what happened?
>> Tripp: I don't know. Claire said that
Chanel was treating. >> Chanel: But did you hear
me offer? >> Tripp: No.
>> Chanel: Because I didn't. >> Claire: She's lying.
>> Chanel: I don't have time for this nonsense; I'm out.
>> Eli: Hang on. We need to settle this.
>> Chanel: Get your hands off me!
>> Lani: Eli, what... Chanel?
>> Eli: You know her? >> Paulina: I certainly do.
She's my daughter. >> Eli: Your daughter?
>> Chanel: Hello, Mother.