Weaver: I hear you have a troubled girl in your custody and ... you let her go. Victoria: Well, you'll be happy to hear that Tilly's back on her pills. Didn't seem like such a public menace anymore, so yeah, I let her go. Weaver: You seem to be forgetting about those tapes. Victoria: Oh, no, I remember. Quite clearly. But it appears that I've found something much bigger than what's on those tapes ... dearie.
Ivy: Trick or treat. Henry: What's this? Ivy: Something better than the cheap anti-freeze you're drinking. It's a gift, for helping me put me first for once and for listening to my side of the story. No one ever does that. Henry: I know it's not going to be easy to stand up to your mother. Ivy: Yep, now you are going to drink with me until I'm ready to face her. So, what happened to Lucy and Jacinda? I thought you would be out getting adult-onset diabetes. Henry: I guess you're braver than I am. Ivy: Couldn't take a chance and do the scary thing after all, huh? Henry: It's complicated. Ivy: Well, to keeping things uncomplicated.