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- Water looks like a bathtub
and I just wanna jump in.

There it is, paradise.

And just a two-hour ferry ride
from Miami.

In my last post I talked about
travel burnout

and how it's real AF.
I think this is my place,

you know, to slow down,
maybe teach some yoga,

and really get grounded before
I head down to South America.

- We'll see. And hopefully
I'll find a job.

From what I hear,
the tips are pretty great.

Yeah, I've heard some stories.

A friend of a friend got third
degree burns

doing vodka fire poi
at some beach party.

She fell four stories?
Was she okay?

Sorry, dumb question.

Arriving at Fang Key.

Welcome to the island.
Enjoy your visit.

- Can I get you a cup of coffee,
glass of water?

No, thank you.

- Do you need a minute?

- I'll be okay, thanks.

- The damage being what it was,

we couldn't match dental
records,

but her wallet washed up
on the same beach.

- It's her.

- I'm sorry.

- I ripped her for that tacky
butterfly tattoo in high school.

I'd recognize it anywhere.

- We appreciate you coming
at short notice.

Hmm, you beat the coroner
by two days.

Considering the location,
we think she was tombstoning

from the cliffs
around Wrecker's Beach.

After the autopsy,
you can take the body--

- Tombstoning?

Yeah, that doesn't
sound like something

my sister would do
in her right mind.

Why would she have her wallet?

- I don't know.

And to be frank,

substances are often behind
these kinds of tragedies.

- No, she was pretty much
teetotal.

Are they doing
a toxicology report?

- Of course.

But considering how long
she was in the water,

I'm not sure we can get
that data for you.

- Uh, did anyone see her?

- No one's come forward.

At least not yet.

- Um, I noticed
a new tattoo on her thigh.

Do you think it could
be relevant?

- Hard to tell.

But we'll look into it,
of course.

I can't imagine how painful
this must be.

I am very sorry for your loss.

- Thank you, Detective.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

I tried to prepare myself but...

- Me too. Didn't make
much of a difference.

They said she was
cliff diving or something.

- But she was terrified
of heights.

- Maybe there was a side
of her we didn't know.

- Do you really
believe that?

- No. I don't.

I think we're missing something.

She had a new tattoo.

- She promised me she'd sworn
them off after high school.

Also after
that trip to Thailand.

Oh, honey.

- I just, I can't believe
she's gone.

Love you.

Bye.

- Welcome.

- Hi, I'm--
- Mel Dale.

You're Georgia's sister.
Please, come in.

You can just leave that
right there.

Georgia was an amazing person
and an unbelievable friend.

I'm sorry, introductions.
I'm Paula, I run the place.

Uh, Keaton, here, is the owner.
Anything you need, just ask.

- Feel free to stay
as long as you need.

And the room is on us.

- Wow, thank you.
That's very kind.

- I expect you're exhausted.

But I do have some of Georgia's
things to go through,

whenever you're ready.
- Can we see them now?

- Absolutely. Just follow me.

We were stranded.
I was panicking,

but she was unfazed.

Delighted, even.

She used that to fashion a bed.

And we camped out
under the stars.

One of the best night's sleep
I can remember.

Anyway, she was one of a kind.

A true free spirit.

- We were close growing up,
but complete opposites.

I was so serious.

My mom knew I'd be
a lawyer by age eight.

Georgia...

she was the dreamy one.

Always dancing to her own beat.

Just wish I traveled
with her when I had the chance

instead of throwing myself
into work.

Her passport, it isn't here.

Neither is her phone.

- Maybe she took them with her.

- Who takes a passport
to cliff jump?

- That's so strange.

- How was she before she died?

- Last few weeks,
she'd been distant.

I mean, besides
the classes she taught here,

we hardly ever saw each other.

I just got the sense that
she was holding something back.

She stopped inviting me out
and I figured

she just thought
I wouldn't approve.

- Approve of what?

- Her partying.

And it's true, I was worried.

- No, that doesn't sound like
my sister, not at all.

- Yeah, well this place
has a dark underbelly

despite all the kumbayah-ing.

I've seen a lot
of good people lose themselves.

I just...

I wish I'd checked in
on her more.

- She was so good at keeping
in touch.

And then, the last few weeks,
she just stopped calling.

I should've checked in.

Come here even.

Maybe it could've--

- We should try not to think

of all the ways that
we could have saved her.

It's torture.

And it solves nothing.

You know, Keaton and I,

we're trying to start a crisis
center here on the island.

Georgia's not the first
to not make it home.

But I really want her
to be the last.

I'm sorry.

I feel silly for getting
like this.

I... you've lost a sister

and I can't even imagine
what that has to feel like.

- It seems like
you lost a sister, too.

- Practicing meditation.

It's been so helpful
in grounding

and in rooting
my meditative practices.

Um, yeah,
I would really recommend

kinda finding something new
in your daily life

that can help you feel

more grounded and rooted
where you're at.

This is my friend, Faye.

Fang Key forever!

- Fang Key forever!

- Hi. Can I help you?

- Are you open?
I just wanted a beer.

- Yeah, of course.

Mind if I join you?
It's been a slow night.

- Sure.

- I'm Jever.
- Mel.

Hope you don't mind
domestic?

Cheers.

- How you liking our little
corner of paradise?

- I suppose it's nice
in an abstract sense.

- You on vacation or what?

- Uh, I've come
to bring someone home.

- Georgia.

- You knew my sister?

- She was a friend of mine.

What happened to her
is terrible.

- I saw her today.

Well, her body, anyway.

- I'm so sorry.

- I've gotta ask uh,

was she acting strange
before she died, I mean?

- To be honest, I hadn't seen
her in a while.

Sorta just stopped coming by.

Figured she'd left town
without saying anything.

Didn't seem her style,

but then again,
neither did tombstoning.

- Yeah, she stopped calling us
too.

Apparently she was hitting
the party scene here.

- No way. Always had her pegged
as a spiritual journey type.

- See, that's the Georgia
I knew.

Always trying to get
my mom and me to meditate

or go plant based.

- Yeah. She tried that one
on me, too.

Don't think I ever saw
anybody quite glow with health,

the way she did.

It was uh...
- Annoying.

I was gonna say inspiring.

- I miss her.

- Yeah, me too.

Hey.

I'm sorry to bother you.
I'm Mel.

- Kaya.

- My sister's body was found
on this beach four days ago.

I don't know
if you saw anything?

- I mean, I saw them
bring her in.

- Did um... anyone see her
do it?

- No. Usually cliff jumpers
go in groups,

so I guess someone did.

Unless she had a death wish.

- Her phone is still missing

and her passport and stuff,
so just in case you've--

- We haven't. But if we do,
I'll be sure to hand it over.

She was wearing a swimsuit.

- Swimsuit.
They found her wallet.

- The locals say this beach
is haunted.

I think they're on to something.

- Thank you.

The delay could have knock on
effects if they countersue.

Sorry, Calvin,
I didn't get that.

There's a waterfall
in this lobby.

Sure, I'll get the contract
written up.

N-no, sorry, I don't know when
I'll be back in Chicago.

I can bring her body back after
the autopsy,

though I'm not totally sure
about the process.

Of course I'll keep you
in the loop.

Sorry, Calvin,
the connection's awful.

Uh, I'll check back in later.

- Mel, you're not
working, are you?

- A little. Crazy busy time.

- I'm so glad I left
the rat race.

What'd you get up
to last night?

- Uh, just grabbed a beer
at Good Vibes Beach.

- Jever's place?

- You know him?

- It is an island, sweetie.
Everyone knows everyone.

Let's just say Jever's not
my favorite.

I'm not a snitch but

he's got some less than
legal side hustles going on.

- He said he was friends
with Georgia.

He wishes.

Anyway, you deserve a break.

If you're feeling up to it,
Keaton and I are putting on

that fundraiser
for the crisis center.

Sure.

Um, is my outfit all right?

Uh, I don't really know what
people wear to these things.

- You are stunning.

The outfit is... nice.

It's a little business like.
Try this.

I suspect it was a little busy
on me anyway.

There.

Now you're on the money.

uh, looks like I need to do
a little bit of housekeeping.

Go grab a drink.
I'll come find you, ASAP.

- Hi, Mel. Enjoying yourself?

- Yes, thank you for having me.

- Paula was telling me
that you're a lawyer.

- Property.

- Interesting.

You know, we might be looking
for someone like you.

- For the Wayward?

- Among others.

- Oh, Keaton's being
very modest.

He's heir to
the Carlton hotel chain.

- 241 locations and counting,

so I'm always on the lookout
for good people.

- And you know,
I do have to say,

you are a pretty decent boss.

- Oh, well, the secret
to running

any successful business
is to hire kind, smart people.

And to let them
do their thing.

And that is my cue.

Welcome, friends, old and new.

You know, when I came
to Fang Key over a decade ago,

I knew I had found my home.

The community here embraced me

and so many other
wandering souls.

But the problem with us
wanderers is we can get lost.

The recent tragic death
of our friend, Georgia Dale

is the latest
in a line of tragedies

that could have been prevented
with early intervention.

We need to create
a healthier island.

We need to reclaim Fang Key

as a powerful place for healing,
transformation, and growth.

Tonight, you have helped us
raise nearly $1,000,000

that's going to go
towards establishing

a desperately needed
crisis center,

right here
in our community.

Keaton Calson
has generously offered

to match your donations.

So, that means tonight,
we have made...

...seven...
- Oh, round it up.

Call it $2,000,000!

- Hey, uh, can I talk
to you for a second?

- Sure. Everything okay?

- I found this outside
the bathroom.

- What's this for?

- I don't know, but it's
the same exact symbol

as Georgia's new tattoo.

- Oh, sweetie.

- You don't think it's weird?

- It does seem odd.

- I'm sorry, I don't mean
to bring the mood down.

I should go.

- Girl, please, I am in awe
of how strong you're being.

Here, let me get you a car.

- Okay.

Here you are.
Your hotel's across the road.

Thanks.

- The results were limited.

Their conclusion was that this
was an unfortunate accident.

- So, that's it?

- Of course, you're welcome
to arrange another autopsy.

- We did have an anonymous tip.

Someone saw a cliff diver
around 1 a.m. on Tuesday.

A few days
before Georgia was found.

- So, you don't think this could
be someone who, say, pushed her?

- It's plausible but
we don't have a motive.

What's this?

- The logo.

Same as Georgia's
newest tattoo.

- Thank you for bringing this
to us.

We'll uh,
we'll follow it up.

- Also, I think someone's
been following me.

Last night, I nearly got run
over outside of the hostel.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

We have a huge problem
with drinking and driving.

- No, it wasn't an accident.

- Yeah, well I know Paula
has cameras up,

okay. We'll look into it.

- Thanks.

- Let me walk you out.

Mel, I can imagine that

Fang Key is the last place
you wanna be right now.

And I know how incredibly hard
this is to deal with.

But asking questions
where there's no answers

is not going to help
you bring Georgia back.

Some of the people you've
been talking to

are not the most reliable
of sources.

We need to act on the evidence.

- So what, that's it?
Case closed?

- No, not closed.

If anything else strange
happens, please call us.

But my advice to you
is to take Georgia home

so that you and your mother
can focus on grieving.

- Thank you, Detective.

No, no one seems to know
who she was with

and the police
just wanna go with autopsy.

Who else have
you spoken to?

- Paula and this guy Jever.

Said he was friends
with Georgia.

He runs this dive,
the Good Vibes Beach Bar.

- That doesn't sound like
Georgia's kinda place.

- I guess not.

I think we should get
a second opinion.

Maybe arrange
an independent autopsy.

- And what if that doesn't
give us answers?

- Then at least we tried, Mom.

- Mel, we'll try, of course
we will,

but whatever we discover,
we're gonna--

- I agree with you, Mom,

but something just doesn't
feel right.

The partying, the tombstoning,
Georgia suddenly going quiet.

Her wallet washing up

but her passport and phone
are nowhere to be found?

Mom, can I call you back?

- Mel.

- Jever?
- How you been?

- I don't know
how to answer that.

- Fair enough.

Well, an easier question,
perhaps.

Wanna hang out?

- Sure.

Thanks.

- Everything okay?

- I don't know. Um...

the police are telling me
to go home

and stop looking for answers
but...

I think someone is trying
to stop me from finding out

what happened to Georgia.

I feel like
I'm going crazy.

Am I?

- You know, the last time
I saw Georgia,

it was kind of
a weird situation.

We had tickets
to this reiki workshop.

It was May the 13th and
she just ghosted me.

No text, nothing.

Later that day, I'm out on the
boat and I passed this yacht,

and I swear I saw her
on the deck.

Figured she made better plans
and felt bad about bailing.

Either way, I never
heard from her again.

- Did you tell Detective Merly?

- You mean Alex? No. No.

- Paula mentioned you have
some kind of side hustle.

- Yeah, she would say that.

The big hustle is bulk buying
groceries on the mainland

and selling them on to locals

who can't afford
the tourist prices.

And in my experience,
Alex is way more concerned

with catching me than figuring
out what happened to Georgia.

What's that?

- Uh.

Have you seen this before?

- Is that an infinity loop?

- No, but this specific one.

It's the same
as Georgia's last tattoo.

- I don't remember,
if I'm honest.

- Well, I messaged the number.

They're recruiting for
some kind of establishment

but they want a selfie before
they share any more details.

Have you heard of it?

- Hey. Nice seeing you again.

These are cute.

- Thanks. Five bucks each
or three for $12.

- Okay. Um...

- Did you know her?

- Faye?

Sure. I mean,

everyone knows everyone
around here.

Yeah, that's her.

Sweet girl
but seemed kinda lost.

Then again, who am I to judge?

She worked at Slicks,
as a dancer.

Uh, okay.

Do you know who
she used to hang out with?

- Creeps, probably.

Slicks is hardly
family-friendly.

She went missing a month ago.

Girls like that, like me,

no one cares to look for.

- See you around? Thanks.

Hi, I'm Melanie Dale,
Georgia's sister.

It comes with great sadness that
I share the news of her passing.

According to the coroner,
she drowned after cliff jumping.

Georgia had a new tattoo,
a triple infinity loop

that I've seen multiple times
since arriving on Fang Key,

most recently on Faye Weiss,

who was pictured with Georgia
on April 12th,

um, but she's since
gone missing.

So, if anyone
has any information,

please do not hesitate
to reach out. Thank you.

Thank you.

I think I saw you
on the ferry on the way over.

- Really? Cool.
How's your holiday?

- Weird.

Um, how is it working here?

- So far, wonderful.

It's like a family if
your family was actually nice.

- And the after party scene,
is it wild?

- Oh yeah.

But I'm trying
to keep a safe distance.

- How'd you get here,
if you don't mind me asking?

- Paula led this cacao ceremony
at my recovery group in Tampa.

She said we'd always be welcome

if we needed a job
or a place to stay.

And then, I found myself
flat broke

and out of work this summer.

I had just enough cash
for the ferry

and a couple nights
in a hostel.

It was a total leap of faith
but I got here,

and I asked, and Paula was
actually good on her word.

Crazy, right?

- Hey, ladies.

Mel, I have been looking
for you.

Detective Merly said
you had a close call last night.

Sounds terrifying.
Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- Well, we didn't catch it
on camera

but I'm having
more CCTV installed

so that there's no blind spots.

- Thank you. Oh, by the way,
I messaged that number

from last night,
on the flyer.

- Oh, yes, of course.

- They said it was
a financial opportunity

and asked for a photo.

- Ugh, must be like
a cam girl kinda thing.

- Hey, this is Slicks?

I'm looking for any information
on Faye Weiss.

She used to work here
and I'm just trying to--

Uh, come on!

"Hi, Mel.
I met Georgia

when she was running
a meditation workshop

on the island.

I couldn't believe it
when I heard what happened.

While I was there,

she was going to a spiritual
group in the forest

run by the shaman.
I just got a bad vibe,

it felt cult-like.
I just wanted to leave.

And now, I can't stop thinking
about it."

Keep an eye on her.

Coming from town,

when the road forks
by the telecoms tower

take the one that leads you
into the forest.

You should hear the music
pretty soon.

If you want
to check it out, that is.

Uh, it's a right up here.

Stop here.

Can you wait for me, please?

She went that way,
follow her.

There she is... get her.

There is no group!

This is the voicemail
of Detective Merly.

Please leave a message.

- Call me.

"My daughter Caroline

killed herself on
Fang Key six months ago.

She was found
hanging in the forest.

She had the same tattoo.

There was something about it

that just didn't feel right.

I'm so grateful someone is
out there asking questions."

- Finally.

- Apologies. Busy morning.
How can I help?

- I was nearly killed
last night. Up in the forest.

Someone gave me a fake tip
and set up a trap.

- Are you okay?

- Define okay.

- Locals lay traps for game.

Next time you have
new information,

bring it to us so we can follow
it up appropriately.

- Next time, you can answer
your phone.

Look, you want new information?

Someone told me that
they saw Georgia on a yacht,

a few weeks ago,

and right after,
she stopped returning calls.

It could be the same boat.
- And who was this someone?

- Call it an anonymous tip.

- Okay. Thanks.
I'll check it out.

- When? Next April?

- That's unnecessary.

- Please just do your job.

- All due respect,

this is a tiny force
with a lot on its plate.

We're doing the best
with the resources we have.

- Mom, you okay?

- She's alive.

- What do you mean
Georgia's alive?

- It's on her thingy, her feed.

- So, I think I've got
some explaining to do.

Firstly, I'm so sorry for
worrying everybody. I'm fine.

I'm actually on a yacht
and my phone fell in the hot tub

and no amount of rice
could save it.

But I just wanted to let
you all know

that I am great.

And that I will be taking
an extended

digital detox from the socials.

So, you might not see me
for a little bit.

- No, this doesn't make
any sense, Mom.

I mean, I identified her body.

Every tattoo is the same.
I saw it. There's no way.

- You're right,
it's not adding up.

I'm looking at flights.

- No, I don't think
that's a good idea.

- Mel, I don't want you there
either if it's dangerous.

- I think this video...

No, it's a way to throw us off.

If Georgia's alive, Mom,
she's in trouble.

- Well, this is great news.

And hopefully she'll get
in touch as soon as they dock.

- And that just clears
everything up?

Whose body was that?

Why did she have
Georgia's tattoos?

How did her wallet just
magically wash up beside her?

- I agree,
it's all very strange.

- It's insane is what it is!

- Wallets are easily lost.

And Georgia's tattoos
are hardly unique.

- Do you know who has the same
tattoos as Georgia?

Faye Weiss.
And they are friends.

She's still missing.
Perhaps you forgot.

- Well, this is a tiny place.

I'd be surprised if they didn't
know each other.

To be perfectly honest,

20 years on the force,

I've found that the simplest
answers are generally right.

Seems to me,
Georgia met some rich guy

and got caught up in it all.

- No, I need some air.

It's hard to tell
from this angle.

Could be the same boat.

- Did you see a name on it?

- Didn't seem to have one,

which is unusual in itself.

- Okay, and where were you?

- Not far from
the West Side dock.

Mile or two out to sea.

Did you tell Detective Merly
about my little sighting?

- I didn't mention
your name though.

Look, I've got your back
if he gives you any trouble.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay. I mean, I get it.

- None of this makes any sense.

All I know is I can't leave
until I know Georgia's safe.

- Be careful.

- Why?

Seems pretty clear to me,
somebody's out to get you.

- But my sister's--
- And sadly,

Georgia's not the first person
to go missing

or meet her end mysteriously
around here.

If you ask me, it's becoming
something of a pattern.

- Well--
- My worry is,

to put it bluntly,

that you're next in line.

- Well then,
I'd better be ready.

Calvin, how's things?

Well, it's news.
Certainly too early to say.

Calvin, I need to find
my sister,

so maybe just maybe you could
write that contract up yourself.

How does that sound?

- Well, if you get fired,
you can always work here.

I'd love a weekend off.

- Yeah, that's never
gonna happen.

I'll have a beer though.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Mom?

- I thought you should know,
I updated Georgia's followers.

I told them this reappearance
doesn't sit right.

And then, your aunt called
and she said it was trending.

- Wow, okay, that's good. That
means people are taking notice.

- Mel, you there?

- Yeah, I'm here.

- You okay?

- I'm good.

- Hey, Sarah.
- Hey.

Paula was looking for you.
I think she wanted to know

if you would join her
and Keaton for drinks.

- What, now?

- Yeah, I think they're already
in the living room.

Awful, right?

Apparently she's been gone
since yesterday.

Hope they find her.

I was gonna go put this up
on the bulletin board.

Um, also,
it's my last day here.

- You're going home already?

- Not at all.

I've got a new gig
at this fancy island resort.

I'm... I'm pretty stoked.

I'm gonna set sail
at noon from the West Side Port.

They're sending a yacht
to pick me up.

- A yacht?
- Mel! There you are.

- I was just finishing up
with Sarah.

- Did you tell her?

Let's go ahead and get you
freshened up

for drinks with Keaton and I
in the living room.

I insist. We need to celebrate.

Georgia's alive.
- Mm-hmm.

- Come on, you can talk
to Sarah later.

I still have to talk
to you. Finally!

- Hello. We ordered you
a glass of wine.

Thank you.

Thanks so much.

- To Georgia.

- You must be so relieved.

- I would be if she got
in touch.

We've heard nothing.

- I know you're worried,
but I'm sure she will.

- I hope so.

I decided not to leave
until she does.

- How are you coping
with things?

- I'm hanging in there.

I um, wanted to tell you,

I think I was being watched
at the beach today.

- Really?
- I'm sure you being on edge

has something to do with it.
It was probably just a tourist.

- You're probably right.

- Ah, see this is
why the Wayward

is the favorite of all
the hotels on our roster.

- It's really because deep down,
Keaton's an old hippie.

- You know, maybe you're right.

But I do love this place.

And I remember
you pitching it to me.

- Hmm.
- Part hostel, part retreat,

part community center.

- And don't forget
the Egyptian cotton sheets.

- Hmm.
- Okay, so how did you two meet?

It's fine.

- Well, back in my wild
hedge fund yuppie days,

I would occasionally attend
a gentleman's club in Tampa.

- Where I was the manager.
- You were what, 19 years old?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hmm, I had never seen anyone
so good at their job.

The grace in which you handled
the most difficult situations.

- Well, what can I say?

I might not be old money,
but I am a class act.

Georgia? Oh God,
it's so good to hear your voice.

Mel's here. She's been
trying to get through to you.

- Georgia, I'm on Fang Key.

Mel?

- Georgia, where are you?

- I'm at sea.

I've borrowed someone's
satellite phone

so I can't speak long.

- Georgia, please,
how do we get you back?

Just tell us the name of the
boat, where you are, anything.

- How is Charlie?

- What?
- Charlie, you know, Charlie?

- When we were kids?

- That's the one!
Tell him I said hi.

- What's going on?

- Everything's great.
Don't worry.

- Of course we're worried. We
thought you were dead, Georgia.

- Go home.

- What do you mean, go home?

- Reception is terrible.
I'll call you later.

- Georgia, please!

She's in trouble.

She asked about Charlie.

It was code when
we were kids

that something's up.
She can't tell me.

- That's scary.
Really scary. Are you sure?

- It wouldn't be worth it
to let anything happen to her.

It's national news
at this point.

Mel, anything
you need, we can help.

- Are you feeling okay?
You look a little pale.

- Mel?
- Mel?

- I uh, I...

I think I need to go lie down
for a minute.

- Jever, where are you?
I was just at the bar.

Mel, stay away
from the bar.

Do you remember
where the boat is?

- Yeah. Fisherman's Marina.

- Get here now. Be careful.

They kicked
me in the face. Yeah...

They had me on the ground
in 30 seconds.

They were wearing masks
so I didn't see their face.

They ransacked the bar.

Didn't rob the till.

Said if I went to the police
or if I told a single soul,

they'd come back for me.

- I'm so sorry.

- It's all right, it's not
your fault.

I am curious what
you're doing here like this.

- Someone broke into my room.

- Holy. Are you okay?

- I'm just shaken.

Um, he was wearing a mask too.

- I think someone
is trying to frame you.

- Yeah, that checks out.

Wonder what evidence
got stashed at the bar.

- Has to do something
with that place.

- You're still
on that track, huh?

- Look, I think someone
from the hostel staff

is headed there tomorrow.

- Mel, please. Stop this.
Go home.

Somebody's trying
to shut you up.

You gotta get off this island
as soon as possible.

What if you're not
so lucky next time?

- I know.

- I don't wanna see
you get hurt.

- What about you?

- If I need to leave,
I'll set sail.

This is my home.

Not ready to get chased
away just yet.

- I'll miss you.

- I'll miss you, too.

- Oh uh, I have to catch
that ferry out of here.

- Oh, you got time.
Wanna stay for a coffee?

- I should go.
I don't wanna miss it.

- True.

Although, you probably
shouldn't go back to Wayward.

- Oh no, I'll just have them
send over my suitcase.

- You need a disguise.

- What?
- Hang on. Uh, here you go.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah. Try it on.

- You're not serious.
- Come on, come on.

You look like an action hero.

- Thank you, uh, but no.

Thanks for letting me stay here.

- Be safe.

- You too.

- Wow, this place really
is a dive.

Jever?

- Yeah. Who are you?

- Alice Dale.

Mel's mother.
Georgia's mother, too,

but I don't know where
either is right now.

I hoped you might help.

- Yeah, Mel left for the ferry
this morning.

Unless she didn't.

- Do you know anywhere
she might have gone?

I've gotta find her.

I can't lose both my girls.

- Can't say for sure
but I got a hunch.

- Mel! What are
you doing here?

- Exploring
a financial opportunity.

- So you got the invite too?

- Sure did.

- Did they not mention
packing for a few days?

- Well, I'm--
- Welcome, ladies.

I'm Edith.

I was told we were picking up
the one.

- Oh, um, I didn't think
I could make it

but I moved a few things around
and here we are.

- Oh, well,
I'll be at your service today.

We'll be boarding shortly.

Now, the main boat
is cruising,

but this is cute, right?

- Are you kidding?
This is amazing.

- Glad you like it. Please,
make yourselves at home.

Oh, that does remind me,
for the sake of discretion,

we do need to take your phones.

We'll return them
on the journey back.

I'm sure you understand.

- This is gonna feel
like losing a limb.

- I know, right?
I put out a post.

Say you're doing
a digital detox.

- Digital detox.
What a quaint idea.

- I know, right?

Honestly, it's actually so nice.

I can take a snap
of you two first?

The beginning of your adventure.

Holler if you need
anything else.

- I do have a question.

- Hit me.

- What's it like working here?
How did it all come together?

Oh, sorry, that's two questions.

- Well, I found myself
on this boat,

somewhat mysteriously.
Just like you two today.

And it went from there.
And it's a great place to work.

- Cute tattoo.

- Thanks.

- Just like the flyer.

- I guess so.

I got it years ago, though.

Some wild night in Tallahassee.

- Edith, is that where
we're headed?

- It is. Sempre Island.

No place quite like it.

Just a minute.
I think I'm here.

- I think I see 'em.
Seem to be headed southwest.

- Well, gotcha. Whatever you
need. I'm here for ya.

Thanks, Alice.

- Weird.

Hello?

Yes, Ma'am.

This is Broward County
Police Department.

How can we help?
- Good. I've got a problem.

- Welcome. Follow me, ladies.

Edith, I'll take it from here.

Sure has
a lot of security.

- Wow, this place is huge.

- Welcome!
- Welcome.

- So many familiar faces.

Such a lovely surprise.

- Isn't it?

- Thank you both for taking
the leap of faith

to join us here today.

You're here as our guest.

And if you like it,

there's an opportunity here
for you to join our team,

creating amazing experiences
for our exclusive clientele.

- Many of whom are very wealthy,

and more often than not,
public figures.

- Which means not only are
the tips great

but the opportunities
and connections are infinite.

A tour is in order.

But first, are you hungry?

- I'll never say no.

- Great. Right this way.

We had this imported
from New York.

You're really gonna
like it here.

- Question is, are you
surprised to see me?

- Very. And I have
many more questions.

- Well, I can answer one,
at least. Georgia's not here.

- Then where is she?

- Whatever you think
you're doing here needs to stop,

right now. You've bitten off
more than you can chew.

But you're here now,

so eat, enjoy the spa, go home.

And please,
try not to make a scene.

I have to give it to you,
Paula,

you certainly know
how to throw a party.

And you certainly know
how to crash one.

- Ladies, please,
make yourself comfortable.

Pardon me. I need to make
a quick business call. Paula?

- We'll be right back.

Oh, and be sure to ask the
bartender for a Vesper.

She makes a great one.

- Seriously,
thank you for everything.

I'm so happy to be here.

- You deserve it, sweetie.

- Uh, I'm gonna go
to the bathroom.

- You want company?
- All good.

Backup on
the East Wing. Code 78.

She must be around here
some place. You go that way.

Having her here
puts everything,

and I mean everything,
at risk.

I'm as surprised
as you.

I would have never
brought her here.

- It's not just Mel.

Georgia was exactly
the wrong kinda girl.

- I accept that.
But I dealt with it.

- And now the whole world
is watching.

You promised that
you could deal with this,

and with Mel.

- Can't we just call in
a few media favors

if the story gets
too much airtime?

- Do you think
that'll be enough?

Let me remind you how easy
you have it nowadays.

"Oh Keaton,

the men at the club are such
sadistic, demanding clients."

Wasn't easy work, was it?

Not like being paid
to lounge by the pool,

and decorate,
and throw parties.

- I am worth more to you now.

I can bring you
all the women you need

to keep this place going.

- I don't need all the women.

I need the right ones.

Ones that won't attract
unnecessary attention.

- I'm sorry.

I thought Georgia
would be an asset.

From now on,

everyone gets full
background checks.

And if you don't need me,
I can leave.

I won't say anything.

- Nobody leaves this company
walking.

You know that.

- Why would I rat you out?

Do you not think I'm implicated,
too?

- All that I ask
is for your commitment.

- You have that.

- Good.

Now I want you to deal
with Mel and Georgia

in the cleanest, most discreet
manner possible.

And it happens today.

No more mistakes.

No more missteps.

And if you fail,

you'll be joining them
at the bottom of the ocean.

Beyond that, your options
are limited.

Understood?

Good.

I'll check in here.

- Hello?

Are you hurt?

- Mel!

I never thought
I'd see you again.

- We need to get outta here.

- Are you crazy?
There's cameras everywhere.

- I'm not leaving without you.

- Mel, we're not leaving
at all.

This whole island is teeming
with security.

What are we gonna do?

- I just need enough signal

to share a location
with your followers.

They'll do the rest.
Uh, keys.

- In the armoire, on the left.

- Which one?

- Uh, this one.

- Okay.

- I love you.

- Come on, we still gotta
get outta here. Let's go.

- You trying to give me a love
bite, huh?

Make up for last night?

I got something that'll
make this a little easier.

- No, get off of me!

No, no! No! No!

I'm pulling up
to an island.

It's not on the official map.

How do you know?
What's your coordinates?

- 27 degrees north, 37 minutes.
78 degrees west, 47 minutes.

- Gotcha.
Hang in there and be safe.

- I'll try.

- Georgia. Georgia.

I'm so sorry.

- It's not your fault.

I was doomed from the minute
I met Paula.

- Screw Paula.

- Morning, ladies. Sleep well?

- No! Stop!

Let go of her!
Get off me! Georgia!

So, who was that girl
with your tattoos?

- Fey.

A good friend.

Yeah, she had a rough life.

She was recruited
by one of Paula's initiatives.

It's basically just a way
to groom girls

who no one will look for.

I guess she caught on to
the fact that the guests

aren't here for the golfing.

- I had an inkling.

- Keaton found out that I had
a social media following

and a family
that was looking for me.

And Fey was acting up,
being difficult with the clients

and we looked just enough alike.

Two birds with one stone.

Stop people looking for me,

and get rid of a troublemaker.

So he had her killed.

And then, they sent out
this tattoo artist.

I had to lie next
to her body for hours

while they copied mine.

- These people are monsters.

- We're simply creating unique
experiences for our clientele.

- Yeah, and having
a hippie island

next to a corrupt police force.

- It helps. Can't lie.

You know, every media baron,

CEO, and president you've ever
heard of comes here.

People who have
too much to lose

if their holiday activities
became known.

But we have unlimited resources
to keep that from happening.

- Ladies, look who we found.

I mean, what are the chances?

It's cute

that he thought he could dock
here without being noticed.

But this has all worked
out rather well.

So, you are gonna take
a ride in Jever's little boat.

Paula and I would love
to join you but

we have so many guests
to take care of.

- Guys, the mood is so dour.

- Come on, let's have a toast.

- They're plastic. Sorry.

I'm sure you can understand.

- How could you?

- This is not really the time.

- How could you pretend to care
about me,

about Georgia,
and then screw us like this?

- Wasn't my intention
for things to end this way.

But you need to take
a little responsibility too.

You just wouldn't stop with
the amateur detective act.

- Keaton's a monster

but you're an opportunist.

You know exactly the guy
you're dealing with.

He's hurt you too

and you still choose
to bring him fresh victims?

How much does he pay,
I wonder?

How much is your soul worth,
Paula?

- Now, there's no reason
for such hostilities.

Ugh!

- Easy, Mel.

I'm impressed, Mel.

I really am.

I see something in you.

A tenacity. Something
I noticed in Paula, too.

It would have gotten you far.

But it's too late now
for you and your sister.

Don't go near
the girls, I'm warning you.

- Let's get out of here now,
okay?

- Yeah.

- Thanks for coming, Mel.

You too, Jever.

- Well, I did have backup.

- Mom!

- I told her not to.

- I'm glad she did.

We got them, Mom.
The police have taken them away.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry.

- I love you. Oh, Mel.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

I am never letting either
of you go anywhere, ever again.

Jever, thank you for everything.

- I was happy to help.
This was all Mel.

- Mel.

I can't begin to express
how grateful I am.

You saved me from that place.

- I love you.

Now let's take a real vacation.

- Oh, no, no, no vacations.

I am not letting you girls
out of my sight.