Mitch stands in his bathroom by himself with holding a razor in his hand thinking about hurting himself.

"Stop it!" Scott says walking in the bathroom stopping Mitch before he could do anything.

"Let me see that." Scott says taking Mitch's arm where a fresh cut was.

He licks the blood off of his arm and Mitch pulls away.

"Gross!" Mitch says.

"You're right! It is...You mutilating yourself." Scott says.

"You do it."

"Not anymore. Promise me you'll never cut yourself again."

Mitch looks down at his arms and back up at Scott with tears in his eyes.

"I promise." Mitch says softly.

Scott and Mitch both walked back into Mitch's bedroom and Scott sits on the bed while Mitch sits at his desk.

"They planned some brutal family dinner for tonight. Like it's going to make me feel better." Mitch sighs.

Scott looks intensely as Mitch's diary without blinking an eye.

"Do you believe in ghosts?" Scott asks.

"Why are you asking me?"

"I don't know. It can't all be shit, right?"

Mitch shrugs.

"There's gotta be someplace better,somewhere. For people like you, at least." Scott says.

"Not you?" Mitch asks.

Scott stares at him and then back to the diary.

"Ever since you got here, this is the better place."

Mitch looks at Scott as Scott looks back at him.

**

The Grassi's sit at the dining room table enjoy their dinner.

Everyone except for Mitch.

He sits there with his arms crossed, not touching a piece of food on his plate as his parents eat.

Nel looks at her son and notices that he hasn't touched his food at all.

"You're not eating anything." Nel says.

"I'm not hungry. Pretty stuffed on bullshit." Mitch says looking at his plate.

Nel sighs and sets down her fork and looks at Mike for help.

"Your mother and i know that you're upset. Maybe there's some things you want to talk about." Mike says.

"Like who I'm gonna live with after you get divorced? Is there a third option? 'Cause both both of you kind of make me want to kill myself." Mitch spats looking at his father.

Mike and Nel just look at Mitch as he talks his feelings and frustrations out.

"Is that what you guys are afraid of? Why else would you want to try to actually deal with the problem?" Mitch asks.

Mike sets down his fork and knife and looks at his son with concern.

"You never leave your room. You barely eat. These are textbook signs of depression. We're very concerned, Son." Mike explains.

Mitch quickly gets up from the table and starts to head upstairs back to his room.

He then turns around and leaves his parents with this one last thought.

"Look, you guys drag me all the way out here to save our family. Then you decide to break up. You buy a house that I actually like. Then you're telling me you're selling it, without even asking me what I want. So, fine, I'm depressed. But I'm not gonna off myself. So you can go back to your policy of benign neglect." Mitch says.

And with that, he walks back up to his room leaving his parents alone together.

"Maybe we should stop trying to sell this place." Nel says.

"I don't know. I mean, was that so much worse than usual? Given the circumstances? We need to stay on him, but we are selling this house. If that's, if that's even possible." Mike says.

"We have two prospective buyers. One guy who's, uh, Persian, I think."

"And the other?"

"The other guy has this really badly burned face. I felt terrible for him. And I'm going on the Murder House Tour with Josh so that I can get all the details of what happened in this house and give full disclosure before anyone commits." Nel explains.

Mike thinks about it and how much of a good idea that, but he really can't get over the fact, Rick was around his house today without him there.

"You're only required by law to disclose anything that happened in the last three years."

"I know. But I'm not knowingly putting someone through what we've been through." Nel says.

"But you've got him on the hook. You tell him about all the insanity in this place, you're gonna blow the sale." Mike says expressing his concerns.

Nel sighs and rubs her temples.

"It's the right thing to do."

"The right thing to do is to get out from under this mess, so we can pick up the pieces, so our son can." Mike says.

"It must be so great to be able to do that, to just flick a switch and be able to justify your own bad behavior."

"My family comes first."

"Since when?"

"Do not screw up selling this house." Mike says pointing his dinner knife at Nel.

**

Mr. Escandarian is back at the Murder House the next day and is greeted by a young Angelica at the front door.

"Hello. Angelica, is it?" He asks.

"How did I know you'd be back?" A young Angelica asks.

"I haven't been able to get this house out of my mind." He says.

Young Angelica lets him in the house closing the door slowly behind him.

"Mrs. Grassi is out. But I'd be happy to show you whatever you want to see." Angelica says.

Mr. Escandarian chuckles at young Angelica flirting with him.

He looks her up and down as she walks up the stairs slowly as he can't take his eyes off of her.

They both go upstairs as young Angelica shows him the bedrooms.

"As you can see, this room belongs to a sad, depressed teenager. But it has real potential." Angelica says.

She closes the door behind him and walks over to the bed.

"I'd paint it a deep, dark red, clear out all the furniture and hang a sex swing." She says.

Mr. Escandarian then begins to see it in his head.

Flashes of him and young Angelica is this room with the swing.

He smiles a little at the idea.

"My kind of girl."

"It's always been a fantasy of mine to swim naked in a heated pool. When I'm not tending to your needs, of course."

"Somebody mentioned a pool."

"I'm a little curious about you."

Young Angelica walks closer towards Mr. Escandarian and starts to seduce him into buying the house.

When they both finally come out of Mitch's bedroom, Mike walks by towards Nel's bedroom.

"What are you doing in my son's room? And who's this?" Mike asks sternly.

"Dr. Grassi, meet Mr. Matt Escandarian. He's about to put an offer on the house." Young Angelica explains.

Mike's mood towards them quickly changes when he hears him putting an offer on the house.

"Oh. So great to meet you." Mike says shaking his hand.

"What are you doing here?" She asks confused.

"Oh, just picking up some clothes." Mike says.

She rolls her eyes and walks past the men leaving them both in an awkward silence.

Mike clears his throat and turns towards Matt.

"I can say without any hesitation, we've been very happy here. It's a very special house." Mike says.

"Truthfully, it's all inventory to me. I'm gonna bring in bulldozers, turn it into units." Matt says.

He walks past Mike and his smile fades away when he finds out Matt's plans for the house and property.

"Great idea."