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At Julia the girlfriend's house, Jimmy's under the hood of an old truck with Abby at the wheel. The engine cranks, but won't turn over and Jimmy gives up. Abby's face reads, "just like that?" as Julia, a little old lady, appears. While Abby starts to clue in, Jimmy delivers the bad news to Julia who non-too-subtly muses that she can go without groceries this week. Jimmy offers to let her ride with him while he drops off Abby and he'll take her. Smiling, she says she'll go change and leaves Abby and an eye-rolling Jimmy, who as we discover, plays this little charade every week. "It's so not LA," she says and continues with a lonely little speech about how awful it is to take a shuttle alone to the airport, and have no one there when she gets home.

Dude, make some friends, Abby, geez.

At any rate, she's decided to walk to the newspaper, so she grabs her scrapbook and takes off after thanking Jimmy for letting her drive.

Back at the Inn, Henry and the Groomsmen of Stupidity are slinking back, trying to act cool and failing miserably. Cal asks, "What did you catch?" Booth totally freezes with a "We didn't see a boat." Everyone stops, looks at Booth, and keeps going, showing off the catch to Cal who pulls some random fish fact out of the air. Apparently while Henry likes fishing, Cal just likes fish. Awkwardly, awkwardly, likes fish. He offers to help and as the group walks off, he says he'll see them all at the Bachelor Party that night.

The fish get dumped in a tub and the cash gets counted and laid out on a coffee table. All two hundred and fifty grand of it, fifty grand a piece, or half what Malcolm's trying to get from Wellington for those out you counting at home. Henry wants to turn in it, Booth says they can't they committed a crime when they sank the boat. Booth floats the idea, again, that it's drug money, this time with the addition that someone could be looking for it. Malcolm comes in from...outside somewhere and asks to talk to Henry, privately. The two exit to the bathroom, where Malcolm apologizes and tells Henry that he knows they're there for his wedding, not for these admittedly random shenanigans. Henry graciously accepts the apology and says they just need to find a way to get rid of the money. Malcolm has an idea about that, big surprise, he could use it. He spins his sob story about leveraging everything he had into this beer venture, and this could save his ass. Henry thinks.

Returning to the room, Henry takes charge. They're going pack up the money, leave it in the room and enjoy the bachelor party. And after the wedding they'll figure out what to do. Agreed? "Agreed." The groomsmen grumble.

At the newspaper, Abby tells the front desk worker that she's here for a back issue - specifically a picture of a little boy and a big fish. As the worker goes off to grab the requested article, Abby spies a stack of papers on the counter. Each one carrying an article on John Wakefield. Abby asks why they're out and the young woman says someone asked for everything they had, then never showed to pick it up. This concerns Abby mightily. The worker hands over the article of a young Henry and a very big fish, and Abby slips it in her scrapbook, beating a hasty retreat. As she walks out, the young woman watches Abby. Feeling the eyes, no doubt, Abby turns and the squeal of tires tell us she's in the middle of the road when she does so. Abby jumps, dropping the book and we see Karena, equally startled, inside the car asking Abby if she's OK. Abby says yes, just shook up and Karena drives off. Abby looks down, and sure enough, she dropped the scrapbook in a puddle. Awww, poor Abby.

Trish has returned to her room in tears. Henry's there, changing, and he asks what's wrong. Trish can barely get the words out and instead clings to Henry.

And the awkward begins as Katherine herself is making a little speech about what she could do for Trish on this important occasion when she's missing her mother. The answer? Pink hoodies with "Trish & Henry" stitched on them. Again, not joking. The men even got a black version. Everyone claps and coos and Trish GLARES as Maggie comes up, concerned, and pulls Trish and Shea aside. She needs to tell them something. We cut immediately to Trish throwing open the tea room's doors to reveal all her mother's china, broken on the tables. Katherine tries to calm Trish, not realizing the significance of the destruction, saying they'll get replacements, but Trish slaps her hand away and runs out in tears. Shea asks where Madison is, and Abby goes off to find her.

Get your drinks ready because here's the scene that spawned that ethereal "One by one" in the title sequence. As Abby enters a big empty space, Madison's saying those simple words over and over again. DRINK! When Abby approaches calling her name, Madison says, "I'm not going to get to be a flower girl, Abby." It's not a question, it's a statement. DRINK! Abby wants to know who told her that. "The spirits told me." DRINK! (And commercials.) Worth noting, during most of this, Madison's ripping more petals off flowers, this time arranging them into little piles. No, I did not count the piles, but yes, I think that's worth another DRINK! right there.

Booth is slowly falling apart, singing the "we're goin' to jail" chorus. As the the other groomsmen tease him two big, burly guys (one of which is wearing a pistol under his jacket) enter the bar. Booth promptly bolts. The others follow, each with varying levels of panic. They have to get rid of the cash. Malcolm doesn't want to get rid of the cash and then poor Henry arrives having noticed their abrupt departure. He's filled in and that's it. Henry declares they're finding a safe place, not in their rooms, stashing the cash and when everything's clear he's turning it in. Malcolm does not like this plan, but he's in the minority. They decide to draw straws to see who's going to hide it. After the first ineffectual round, Sully remembers to make a short straw and guess who draws it the second time around. If you said Booth, give yourself a gold star. Poor guy.