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♪ Why do I wake up screamin'

♪ Tell me I'm only dreamin'

♪ You let me down

♪ Gotta let you go

♪ You got a way of leavin'

♪ Baby I'm barely breathin'

♪ You let me down

♪ Gotta let you go

Good morning.

I'm sure most of you were
expecting Professor Samuelson,

who's better looking,
more distinguished

and unfortunately has a
stubborn case of mononucleosis.

So this class didn't
need to be delayed,

I volunteered to fill in for
him until he's on the mend.

Some of you have taken
my undergraduate classes.

For those of you who haven't,

I'm Professor Daniel Hudson.

Since you're all graduate
students, Daniel will be fine.

Plus it makes me feel younger.

Now, fortunately for you,
advanced creative writing

is one of my favorite
classes to teach.

I'm a big believer that
there's only one way

to get better at writing.

Write.

I know, I know.

Novel concept, but
you would be surprised

at how many people think that,

unlike other disciplines,
where practice makes perfect,

creative writing is somehow
immune to that philosophy.

Now, before you start pelting
me with rotten tomatoes

for assigning you parts
of "Finnegans Wake,"

let me first remind
you of a small
soiree

my wife and I are hosting
at our home this weekend.

I know this may seem
a tad unconventional,

but this is something that we do

every year for my
graduate students.

It helps me to get to
know each one of you

in a more intimate setting.

You're getting a master's
in comparative literature.

You had to figure you'd
at least run into me.

Ha, running into
you is one thing,

having to take your
class is another.

If I knew that was the case,

never would have come back here.

-So drop it.
-I can't drop it

and you know it,
it's a requirement.

Look, Nicole, as far
as I'm concerned,

the past is the past.

I'm ready to move on
as long as you are.

How magnanimous of you.

I don't know what
you're so angry about.

We had some good times together.

Some very good times.

We're both adults,
it was consensual.

You were married, Daniel.

That was my problem, not yours.

And you don't think you
should have told me?

You never asked.

Listen, now that
I'm in your class,

it's professor,
student, that's it.

Do you understand me?

I promise. I'll be
completely appropriate.

The last thing I want is

to make you feel at
all uncomfortable.

Goodbye Professor Hudson.
I'll see you in class.

Thank you.

I mean, seriously,
you need to chill.

It's not that big a deal.

Really?

I have to be in class with
him three times a week

for one hour sitting
there, staring at him,

thinking about, well, you know.

You had to expect you were going

to run into him at
some point, so...

That's exactly what he said.

No, not on my first day, and
certainly not as my teacher.

This totally sucks.

Cafe vanilla latte
with oat milk?

Thanks.

I have to find a way to drop it.

But you said you couldn't.

Yeah, exactly. That's
why I need to find a way.

Can I order a coffee?

Sure. What can I get you?

I know you from somewhere.

Brandon.

Brandon Davis.

Nicole.

About that coffee.

House blend, black.

Professor Hudson.

Advanced creative writing.

Yeah.

Yeah. I knew it.

Hey, are you going to
his party this weekend?

I don't know. Probably not.

Really?

See, I thought we were
all expected to go.

Come on. It'll be fun.

Not really my thing.

Oh.

I hope you change your mind.

Hm.

What was that all about?

He's in my class. Theclass.

He's cute.

He wanted to know if I'm
going to Daniel's party.

And? Are you?

I don't know.

Come on.

You have to.

Look, I'll go with you.

You're not in the class.

So? Nobody's gonna know.

Since when did you start taking

such an interest
in my education?

What education, girl?

It's a party.

Truth is, um, it would
probably be bad form

if I didn't show up.

See? Don't worry, I'll have
your back the entire time.

That's exactly
what I'm afraid of.

Whatever.

♪ Ooh hoo hoo

♪ Yeah yeah yeah

Promise me
you'll try to have fun.

I shouldn't have let
you talk me into this.

Come on, Nic. It's a party.

Exactly what I'm afraid of.

Look, if you're not having
a good time, we'll leave.

Trust me.

After a few drinks,
you'll loosen up.

Great.

-Hi.
-Welcome guys.

-Welcome.
-Go on inside.

Nicole. So glad
you could make it.

This is my wife, Valerie.

-Pleasure to meet you.
-It's nice to meet you.

Uh, this is my friend Zoe.

-Hi.
-Pleasure.

And nice to meet you.

I love your house.

Well go on in and make
yourselves at home.

Awesome.

Thanks.

Professor Hudson.

So, Professor Hudson. I see.

That was so awkward.

Eh, the worst is behind you.

How about you go have
fun. Take a look around.

I'll make the drinks.

Okay. Well, come find me later.

Wasn't sure you'd be here.

Well, if it was fully
up to me, I wouldn't.

Zoe twisted my arm a bit.

I'm glad she did.

You look fantastic, by the way.

I don't think I've ever seen
that little number before.

Daniel, don't talk
to me like that.

It's not funny, and
it's inappropriate.

Hey, hey, hey.

Relax. It's a party,
have a good time.

I have to get Zoe her drink.

Ooh!

- Ooh!
- Wow.

Daniel throws one heck of
a party, girl.

Does he?

Who's that over there?

Is he in your class, too?

Hello there.

Hello to you.

Hello.

Brandon, this
is my friend, Zoe.

-Hi.
-Hi, Zoe.

Uh, well, if you two don't mind,

I'm going to go get
another drink, so, see ya.

I was gonna come
talk to you earlier,

but you looked a little busy.

Busy?

Yeah. I saw you talking
to Professor Hudson.

So?

Look, if there's
something going on

between you and our
esteemed professor,

that is absolutely
none of my business.

What do you mean by that?

I didn't mean anything by
it. Exactly what I said.

-It's none of my business.
-No, it's not.

-Oh.
-Oh my god.

-I'm so sorry.
-It's okay.

Um...

I just love your
house, Ms. Hudson.

It's just beautiful.

Thank you.

I actually jog down this
street all the time.

I love looking at all
these old pre-war homes.

I feel the same way.

I just wish more people
felt the way we do.

Seems everybody wants new
construction nowadays.

Not me. I like homes
with some history.

Mm.

Uh Dan, uh, Professor
Hudson talks about

you all the time, you know.

-Really?
-Yeah, in class.

Do you teach at the
university, too?

I guest lecture there sometimes.

Creative writing?

Oh no. The arts aren't my thing.

I can barely compose a text.

I'm actually a veterinarian.

A veterinarian. Really?

Oh, 12-year-old me
would be so jealous.

You wanted to be a vet?

Desperately.

So, what happened?

Um, quickly realized
I wouldn't pass

all the science requirements.

Is that what you
always wanted to be?

I guess.

I've always felt more
comfortable around animals.

They never disappoint you.

Mm.

Well uh, I should probably
go find my friend Zoe.

And thanks again, Mrs. Hudson.

You really have
a beautiful home.

Well, I see you got
through this night by drinking.

Yeah.

Wait, where's your jacket?

Somewhere.

Hey wait here. The cold air
will be good for you anyway.

I'll be right back. Don't move.

-Mm-hm.
-Okay.

Where are you phone?

Hello again.

Oh.

Here we go.

What the hell?

It's just me.

Is that pepper spray?

You should keep that out.

Does you no good in there.

Somebody's going to grab you

and incapacitate
you before you even

get the chance to reach for it.

How comforting.

What are you even doing?

Just making
sure you're okay.

You have a funny
way of showing that.

Do you need a ride home?

What's going on here?

Nothing, just seeing if
Nicole needed a ride home.

Our car is
already on the way.

After he scared the
living hell out of me.

No, I didn't mean to do that.

Thanks for the
chivalry, Brandon,

but I'll take it from here.

And that would be us.

Come on.

Bye, Nicole.

I think everybody had
a good time tonight.

Certainly looked that way.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm not a fool, Daniel.

Please don't treat me like one.

Valerie, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

I saw you talking to her.

Who?

That girl.

There were like 20
girls here tonight.

All of them my students.

I'm pretty sure I talked
to each one of them.

Nicole.

Uh, she's a former student
of mine from a few years ago.

I could tell.

Valerie, I'm tired of
having this conversation.

I'm a professor.

My job is more than just
teaching and grading papers.

I need to forge a connection.

I can't do this again, Daniel.

You promised.

I know. And I can only say
I'm sorry so many times.

It's just...

She just seems like your type.

Hey, you're my type.

Listen, all of those girls
that were here tonight,

all of them, they're all
at home, and I'm here.

I'm here with you.

You understand that?

Come on.

Let's go to bed.

Hello?

Hello?

Daniel, is that you?

I told you we were
over, I mean it.

Daniel?

Daniel.

I'm sorry. I can come back.

What happened to an
apple for the teacher?

No, it's, it's not
what you think.

It never is.

Valerie.

Please.

How dare you.

First you call me last night

and then you leave
flowers outside my door?

Call you? What are
you talking about?

And what? You think
I sent you those?

Who else?

Maybe it was that
guy who was drooling

all over at the party.

Brandon?

He wasn't drooling.

Besides, it's none
of your business.

Hey.

Take it easy.

You can't be serious.

Come on, Nicole.

I know you felt it, too.

What part of me telling you
you were the biggest mistake

I ever made don't
you understand?

I know, I know, but...

now that I've been seeing
you a couple of times a week,

I guess I can't help myself.

You're pathetic.

The heart wants what it wants.

Quoting Emily Dickinson. Really?

Could you be a bigger cliché?

Nicole. Wait.

When you change your mind,
you know where to find me.

Ew, he did that
with his wife right there?

No, she was gone.

She left as soon as I showed up.

Still, it's gross.

That's his specialty. Gross
and thoroughly inappropriate.

Mm. So what are you
going to do about it?

What else can I do
other than tell him no?

Eventually he'll
get the picture.

Nicole.

And look who just showed up.

-Hi Zoe.
-Hi, Brandon.

My break's over. I got to go.

Bye.

Can we talk?

-I guess so.
-Great.

I think I owe you an apology.

I should not have asked
you about the professor.

That was none of my business.

It's not.

But we're good.

Tell you what, how about
a coffee on the house?

Ooh, a coffee on the
house? Okay, yeah.

How can I refuse that?

Okay. I'll be right back.

Oh, you're not going
to ask me what I want?

You don't trust your barista?

I guess I have to.

Um, you know, I would trust you

to give me an honest opinion
on the story I'm writing

for Professor Hudson's class.

Creative writing's not
my strongest subject.

I'm kinda more of a
computer tech guy.

So that's what this
visit's really about?

No, no, absolutely not. No.

I just figured it
wouldn't hurt to ask.

You don't ask, you
don't get. Right?

Was that a "yes"?

Super casual. Not a date.

Well, if it's not a date, sure.

Why not?

But I will be honest
about your story.

Well, I would expect
nothing less.

Tonight?

Yeah, uh...

I just have a shift later.
I have to close up at seven.

Wanna say eight?

Gold Moon Pub?

I can do that.

Great.

I'll see you there.

And I'll take a rain
check on that free coffee.

So, I can see why you
choose computer science.

You thought I was kidding?

This has been really helpful.

I think I'm going to
have something

pretty good to turn in.

May I ask, um, why are
you taking this class?

Uh, my dad is paying
for my school,

but he told me that I have
to major in something,

and I quote, that
wasn't wasting my life.

But I figured I might
take a couple of classes

I actually enjoy.

You know, expand my
horizons a little bit.

Besides, I'm not
really in a rush

to leave the university, so.

You think that's
really weird, huh?

Actually, no.

I find it refreshing.

Most people are so eager to
get out and start making money.

Oh. No, I'll make
plenty of money.

Oh?

Yeah, computer science,

especially my degree, IT
security,

it's like the most in-demand
job there is, so, you know.

There's no real rush.

You know, I don't know
a thing about computers.

Ms. Atkins.

Professor Hudson.

Aren't you going
to introduce me?

Brandon Davis.

Oh, Mr. Davis.

You're in my class.

I hope I'm not
interrupting date night.

No, no. It's not a date.

Nicole was actually
just helping me

on the paper for your class.

You've chosen an
excellent study partner.

She's my most promising student.

Hm.

I look forward to
reading your work.

Can we get you a
drink or something?

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm actually meeting
someone here.

Mrs. Hudson?

No, no, no, no.

This is not a place Valerie
would like. Much too noisy.

Well, I hope whoever
this friend is

doesn't suddenly stand you up.

I'd hate to think you came all
the way out here for nothing.

Thank you for your concern,

but not to worry, I'm
sure he'll be here.

He? What's his name?

A colleague of mine. You
probably don't know him.

I know a lot of people. Try me.

Professor Crowley.

Never heard of him.

Well then maybe
he doesn't exist.

Daniel.

Jake.

Be right there.

Remind me. Did we make a bet?

Because if we did, you owe me.

You two kids enjoy yourselves.

Well, I don't know about you,
but I could use a refill.

Well, here we are.

Oh, here we are.

I had a really
nice time tonight.

So did I.

We should address the
elephant in the room.

You mean the classroom?

Truth is, um, after graduation,

I had a brief
affair with Daniel.

I took a class of
his as an undergrad.

I had no idea he was married.

Nicole, you don't have to
justify yourself to me.

Still, it's important to
me that you know that.

Were you in love with him?

I don't know.

It was really, um,
it was just a fling.

And is it over?

For me, yes.

But he made a pass at me in
his office the other day.

You're kidding.

Maybe I should have
a talk with him.

No, uh, I appreciate that.

but it's better
just to let it go.

No, they don't give up.

Unless you fight back.

People like that,
they don't stop.

I agree, but please
let me handle it.

I'll just, I'll
talk to the Dean.

Sounds good.

If you need someone to get your
back, though, I'm your guy.

I appreciate that.

Look, I'd like to
invite you in, uh, but--

Yeah. No, I get it.

It's cool. Um...

See you in class.

Yeah.

Oh, lock your door.

You never know what kind of
weirdos are hanging around.

Why do you say that?

Just being a good citizen.

Hey, um, I forgot
to ask you earlier.

Did you leave flowers by
my door earlier today?

Flowers?

No.

Didn't even know where
you lived until now.

Were they pretty?

Beautiful.

Well then yes, I did.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Have a good time?

Geez.

Val, what are you
still doing up?

Just wanted to see if you
had a good time with Jacob.

I did, actually.

It was nice to see him again.

Mm, he didn't bring
you flowers, did he?

Okay. So that's
what this is about.

Like I said, it
wasn't as it appeared.

And like I said, it never is.

Look, Valerie, Nicole is
going through something

very personal right now.

If I could tell you, I
would, then you'd understand.

Unfortunately, it'd be a major
breach of confidentiality.

Oh. Of course.

You've always been such
a stickler for protocol.

I'm too tired for
this right now, Val.

Mm, how surprising.

You're always willing to address

everybody else's
concerns except for mine,

especially when it
comes to a young blonde

with a nice smile.

I love how you're willing
to believe the worst of me.

The best of everyone
else, but the worst of me.

Everyone else tells
the truth, right?

Nobody else has
ulterior motives?

Stop talking, Daniel.

It makes you sound guilty.

So everyone knows, I have
received the many emails

and text messages
regarding grades

from your last assignment.

I am just as curious to
know your grades as you are.

Going through your
work is not like

grading a math test where
there's only one right answer.

Each one of you has his or
her own unique personality,

and that comes through
in your writing.

But I have to say, I have
really been enjoying what I've

been reading so far.

There's some real
talent in this room.

Then again, there are some
students who are struggling.

For example,

"You took my breath away

from the day you
walked into my life.

It was as though you
had stepped through

a French black and white film.

Your air of self-assurance,

the blonde hair draped
around your shoulders

that I wish to run
my fingers through."

Okay. Enough of that.

You guys get the
point.

So, Mr. Davis,

I would encourage
you to see me in my office

so I can help get
you back on track

before I grade your paper.

Okay, now let's talk
about the concept of

a passionate point of view.

Brandon, I'm so sorry
he's being such an ass.

Yeah, well, who cares what
thinks anyways, right?

I got to go. I have my
meeting with the Dean.

See if I could drop the class.

Great.

Well, hey, if you drop, I drop,

because I can't pass
this class without you.

We're in this together.

Bye.

This is one of the core courses

you need for your
degree, Ms. Atkins.

It's one of the reasons we
brought Professor Hudson on

when Professor
Samuelson fell ill,

rather than just
canceling the class.

I understand that, Dean
Michaels, it's just, um...

I'm putting myself
through grad school.

I don't have the
luxury of not working.

And I can sympathize.

I paid my own way through
college, every step of the way.

But most graduate
students have jobs.

If we were to make
accommodations for all of them,

we wouldn't be able to
schedule a single class.

So there's no way I can drop it?

Maybe take it at another time?

I'm sorry. My hands are tied.

Ms. Atkins, excuse
me for asking this,

but are you sure
there's no other reason

you want to drop this class?

Like what?

I don't know. You tell me.

Because the safety of our
students is paramount at Kenzer.

Extenuating circumstances
might allow me

to make a dispensation.

That is, if there
were other reasons.

Just my schedule, Dean Michaels.

That's all.

Okay.

Thank you.

So why not just
take it next semester?

She nixed
that, which I expected.

She did give me an
opportunity to tell the truth.

And you took it, right?

Are you serious?

I didn't want to get
into my private life.

Nic, that's what
he's counting on.

That's how guys like this get
away with that kind of crap.

Look, I made a mistake and
I want to keep it to myself.

Look, I'm sorry. I
just, you're right.

And I support you, but I want
you to do what's best for you.

Thanks.

Besides, Daniel's starting
to act really crazy.

You should have seen him today.

He had the nerve
to call out Brandon

in front of the entire class
and make fun of his writing,

all because he knows I'm
hanging out with him.

That's messed up.

But you see my point.

If he's acting crazy about that,

can you imagine what he
would do if I got him fired?

Girl, you need to
watch your back.

He sounds dangerous.

Oh yeah, yeah.
That sounds great.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'd like that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, of course.
Yeah, why wouldn't I?

Yeah.

Val.

Uh, I gotta go.

Hey, I didn't hear you come in.

Yeah, you seemed into your call.

Oh yeah.

Yeah, that was Carter.

He was just reminding
me about some

department event
we have tonight.

Tonight?

Yeah. I thought I
told you about it.

I'm sure I did.

No.

In fact, we were
supposed to have dinner

at Sullivan's tonight, remember?

Well, we could always have
an early dinner there.

I don't need to meet
Carter until later.

Later tonight?

That's right.

Was it for spouses, too?

Trust me, unless you're
in the mood for an Ambien,

you're not going
to want to come.

Somewhere between
"no way" and "forget about it."

Well that
doesn't sound good.

Yeah, for all their talk about
putting the student first,

if they need to bend
the rules a bit,

they can't be bothered.

But you didn't tell her why?

Just that you wanted to drop it?

It wouldn't have mattered.

What are you talking about?

Of course it would've mattered.

Trust me. I know how
these conversations go.

If you would've told her
that he was harassing you,

then she would have
had to let you drop it.

She would have had to
have done something.

I mean, in this day and
age, she would have been

more concerned about
losing her job than his.

Well I wasn't about to
tell her we had an affair.

And the flowers? I
can't prove he did it.

And him showing up
at the restaurant,

he had an excuse for that, too.

So, I just come off
as a crazy person

if I start talking
about all that stuff.

Nicole, you can never come
off as a crazy person.

Besides, uh all
the real evidence,

what he says to me,
the way he touches me,

nobody sees that and I
can't prove any of it.

Wait.

He touched you?

In his office, I told you.

He came on to me.

Right, I just didn't realize.

If I'd have known that, I...

What?

What?

Nothing. Just...

Nevermind.

Professor Hudson.

Mr. Davis. I'm in
a bit of a rush.

If you'd like to
make an appointment,

I can make time later--

Hey. What the hell do
you think you're doing?

Stay away from her.

-Who?
-You know who.

Nicole Atkins.

Stay away from her.

Ah, did she send you?

No, don't worry
about who sent me.

I'm warning you.

Stay away from her.

I could have you expelled.

Yeah.

Yeah, you'd have me expelled,

and I would have
you investigated

for sexual harassment.

Or, I could just handle
this another way.

What the--?

Nicole.

We need to talk.

Yes we do.

I suppose you're
here to apologize?

Apologize? For what?

That little stunt this morning.

What stunt?

Your body guard, the
one you sent to try to

intimidate me or whatever
the hell he was trying to do.

Wait, are you talking
about Brandon?

What did he do?

Exactly what you told him to do.

They're so easy to manipulate
at that age, aren't they?

I didn't tell him
to do anything.

Really?

He's not bright enough to
come up with that on his own.

He's a stupid boy, Nicole.

Is that what you want now?

A boy?

I thought you had better taste.

Look, I don't care what's
going on with you and Brandon.

I came here to talk
to you about my grade.

Your grade?

Okay, I'm game.

Let's talk about your grade.

-An F? Really?
-An F?

I'm not surprised
you'd be so petty,

but I didn't think you'd
be so blatant about it.

Are you referring to your paper?

The one I graded last night?

Yes.

I don't expect you to rubber
stamp an A on everything I do,

but you and I both know that
paper did not deserve an F.

I happen to agree. That's
why I gave you an A.

I thought it was excellent.

Not only was the
writing first rate,

but I also took
into consideration

how challenging your choice was.

Here, take a look.

See.

Yeah.

I don't understand.

When I looked at it
this morning, it said F.

Maybe you looked
at the wrong entry.

Maybe there was a
glitch in the system?

Or maybe your new boyfriend
hacked into the system

and changed the grade
to make me look bad.

He's in computer science, right?

I'm sure he knows how to
do that sort of thing.

Don't blame this on Brandon.

If I were you,
Nicole, I'd be careful

around that little creep.

I mean, what's the
attraction anyway?

There's him...

-And there's me.
-Don't touch me.

You can drop the act, Nicole.

What the hell are
you talking about?

This whole grade
misunderstanding?

We could have handled
this over the phone.

Why are you really here?

What do you mean?

I think you know.

We could go somewhere,
just the two of us.

Stay the hell away from me.

Why didn't you tell me you
were going to do something?

I didn't want you to try
and talk me out of it.

Talk you out of what exactly?

I just had a little
talk with him.

Told him to leave you alone.

And you didn't, like,
physically attack him, right?

Because that's
what he insinuated.

I grabbed him by the collar.
It was stupid, I know.

I let go right away.

Yeah. Really stupid.

You'll get yourself
kicked out of school.

I know. It won't happen
again, I promise.

I just...

I hate the way
he's treating you.

And now he's playing mind
games with your grades.

Somebody's got to stop him.

But it doesn't have to be you.

Look, I appreciate that
you stood up for me.

It was really sweet.

But I can handle him, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

Great.

Now let's stop talking about it.

I agree.

Let's talk about us.

♪ Be still my beating heart

♪ Be still my beating heart

♪ I won't bring you no harm

♪ Be still my beating heart

♪ Be still my beating heart

♪ Be still my beating heart

That was nice.

Very.

Hey, where are you going?

Coffee.

Oh.

Coffee.

Yeah, there's
actually this cute

little coffee shop
down the street.

They make fresh croissants.

Mm.

-Is it good?
-Really good.

You don't mind?

Nope. Need my
exercise for the day.

I don't know.

I think we might've got
plenty of exercise last night.

You look really pretty.

Thank you.

You go back to sleep.

I'll be back in a few.

Don't worry. I'm
not going anywhere.

Be right back!

Hey Brandon, I'm back.

Sorry it took so long.

The line was crazy.

Brandon?

Brandon?

Brandon! Brandon.

Brandon?

Brandon?

Brandon?

How long
have you known Brandon?

Not long.

We were really getting
to know each other.

I'm very sorry.

You're losing time.

Whoever did this
is still out there.

Look, Miss Atkins,

it's not clear that
anyone actually did this.

Look, there's no signs of a
break-in, nothing's been stolen.

My people are still
interviewing the neighbors,

-but so far--
-He didn't just drop dead.

Well, we don't know that.

Which is why we have
a systematic approach--

Perfectly healthy 20-somethings

don't just have a heart
attack or a stroke

or a medical condition that
can kill you in a split second.

And you didn't see
him take anything?

Any drugs earlier in the night?

Maybe prescription meds?

No, nothing.

Someone must've gotten in.

Did you leave the door unlocked?

No.

Does anyone besides
you have a key?

Just my landlord.

Wait.

There is someone.

So you do
know Nicole Atkins?

Yes. She's a student of mine.

And Brandon Davis?

Uh, yes. I believe he's
also a student of mine.

I regret to tell you that
Mr. Davis was found dead

in Miss Atkins
home this morning.

Oh my god. That's horrible.

Well what happened?

It's an open investigation,
so I really can't discuss it.

I understand.

Did you know that
Nicole and Brandon

were in a relationship?

No. That wouldn't be
any of my business.

And where were you this morning?

This morning?

Why?

Just trying to
establish a timeline.

I was in my office.

Here in the house. I
was preparing a lecture.

Can anyone
corroborate that?

Uh, my wife.

Yes. He was in his office.

I brought him coffee before
I went to the clinic.

I was working on my computer.

You guys can check the time
that way or something, right?

We can come back to that later.

Do you have a key to
Miss Atkins' house?

A key. Why--?

Why would I have a
key to her house?

She said you did.

She also said that you
two had a relationship.

What?

-That's, that's--
-She has some old

text messages that seem
to back up her story.

It wasn't a relationship.

It was...

She was an infatuated
student and I...

It was just...

It was just one time.

And
after this one time,

she gave you a key to her house?

No, she didn't.

She's lying.

She's only saying that because
I lost interest in her.

She's being spiteful.

I'm told that you and Mr.
Davis had a confrontation.

Is it because you were
jealous of the relationship

between Mr. Davis
and Miss Atkins?

What? No.

We never had a confrontation.

I wasn't jealous.

Look, I think I've answered
enough of your questions.

Either arrest me or don't.

I don't have enough to
arrest you. For now.

Then I'll show you to the door.

Mrs. Hudson.

I'll be in touch,
Professor Hudson.

You lied to me.

Calm down, it's not as
bad as you think it is.

Don't you tell me to calm down.

I saw the way you looked
at that girl at the party,

the way you were
holding her arm.

And then she brings
flowers to your office?

How big a fool do
you take me for?

You promised me that it
would never happen again.

Would you stop thinking about
yourself for one second?

The police were
here questioning me

about a student's death.

It's a bigger issue
than a one night stand.

And did you do it?

What? Kill that boy?

I would never hurt anyone.

Really?

You don't think you've hurt me?

I don't know what to
believe anymore, Daniel.

How do I know that you're
not lying to me
again?

Valerie.

Thanks for
letting me stay here.

Are you kidding me?

I wouldn't dare let you go back

to your place after
what happened.

You know you can stay
here as long as you need.

You're a good friend.

So...

You never told me you
gave Daniel a key.

That was before I
knew he was married.

And I'd forgotten all about
it until the detective asked.

So maybe he did have something
to do with Brandon's death.

Should have heard the
way he talked about him.

He really hated him.

I really think he
wanted to kill him.

But of course he
denies having a key

and the detective
says he has an alibi.

Alibi?

His wife.

She says he was
home all morning.

Well then, that's that.

Maybe not.

She's got a lot to lose
if he's accused of murder.

Maybe she's protecting him,
even if he is a lying snake.

Honestly, it doesn't
look like they're going

to investigate him anyway, so.

Unless more evidence shows up.

Maybe I need to find
that evidence myself.

Nicole?

What are you thinking?

I hope we not going to do
something crazy, are you?

No.

No. Of course not.

Okay.

Good morning, everyone.

For those of you
who don't know me,

my name is Professor
Jeffrey Forester.

I'm the assistant Dean of
the English department.

In light of recent events,

Professor Hudson has
taken a leave of absence,

so I'll be taking
over the class.

So, before we begin
today's discussion,

I would like to say a few
words about the recent tragedy.

As most of you know,
one of your classmates

passed away unexpectedly
last weekend.

You might be going through
a range of emotions.

In response, our counseling
center has taken the liberty

to bring in well-qualified
grief counselors.

So if you need to,
please, make use of it.

I can assure you that I

and your other professors
will understand.

I didn't have anything to
do with that boy's death.

You know that.

If the police thought I did,

I wouldn't be sitting
here with you right now.

Daniel, I didn't say that.

But, you are being accused
of sexual misconduct

by one of your students.

So, I have no other
option but to put you

on administrative leave
until the university

finishes conducting
its own investigation.

I'm sure you understand.

No, I don't understand.

I haven't done anything wrong.

This is my reputation
we're talking about here.

You can't do this to me!

I already have.

Now I suggest you leave
before you make matters worse.

Aw, sh--

What the hell are you
doing in my office?

The door was unlocked.

Haven't you done
enough damage already?

I've lost my job, my wife's
threatening to leave me,

I'm being questioned about
some student's death,

which I had nothing to do with.

Oh, so you're the victim now?

You did all this to yourself

and we both know you're
lying about Brandon.

You had a key to my house.

Get out of my office!

And watch your back, Nicole.

Library's closing.

Please exit the building.

Hello?

Hello?

Daniel.

Is that you? This isn't funny.

Daniel.

Daniel, stop messing around.

I'm serious.

Are you crazy?

You broke into Daniel's office?

I told you, the
door was unlocked.

Whatever.

And then you say you got
stalked at the library?

Yeah.

Are you sure
it was Daniel?

Who else would it be?

You need to go to the detective
and tell her everything.

Tell her I stole a bunch of
files from Daniel's office?

She'd probably arrest me.

Well what about
the security cameras

at the library?

I mean, maybe they
caught Daniel on tape.

The least you could
do is go to them

and ask them to check it out.

Even if I could prove
he was at the library,

they would just say
he's a professor.

He's at the library.

No big deal.

I need to find something more.

I need to find a
connection between him

and this girl, Rebecca Reese.

Did you know her?

I've never seen her in my life.

Neither have I.

I did find an address for
her mother up in Hartwell.

I'm going to drive
up there tomorrow

and see if I could talk to her.

Yes. May I help you?

Are you Mrs. Reese?
Mrs. Pamela Reese.

Oh, please. No solicitors.

No.

I'm here about your daughter.

You are Becca Reese's
mother, aren't you?

Were you a friend of hers?

No, not exactly.

I'm sorry, this just
isn't a good time--

It's about Daniel Hudson.

Okay.

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

So you didn't know my daughter?

I'm sorry, no.

I read about her
in the newspaper.

Rebecca...

Becca to everyone else,

was the first in our
family to go to college.

And she loved it
there.

I practically had to beg her
to come home for Thanksgiving.

Anyway, second
semester she fell hard

for her English professor.

He was young and handsome.

Brilliant, she said.

She would talk about
him all the time.

I figured it was harmless.

I mean, after all,
back in high school,

I had a few crushes myself
on young teachers.

Rebecca was so
excited when he began

to take an interest in her.

He would invite her to
his office after hours

to go over her work.

According to her, they
were becoming more

than professor and student.

Mrs. Reese, did
Becca have an affair

with Professor Hudson?

She said no.

And I believed her, but
thinking back, I just...

I just don't know.

But he certainly made
his intentions clear,

that's for sure.

A few months later,
she was dead.

Police said it was an overdose.

It's hard to argue.

Drugs were found in her system.

They told me that it was not
too uncommon, the situation.

Young naive girl
goes off to school,

has no experience with drugs,

takes too many and there you go.

You didn't believe that.

I knew my daughter.

She didn't take drugs,

and she certainly didn't
take any of those club drugs

or that Special K
or whatever else

they found in her system.

And she certainly wouldn't
have killed herself.

He did it to her.

I'm sure of it.

So you're
a detective now.

No, but after what
I just told you,

don't you think you should
arrest Daniel Hudson?

On what charge?

Murder.

Look, no, there's
no evidence of that.

None.

There's nothing tying him
to Rebecca Reese's death.

Did he have an alibi?
Did you look into that?

No, because it was a
cut and dried overdose.

There was no reason to look
into anything like that.

Her mother disagrees.

And her mother who,
believe me, I pity,

she was always looking for it
to be someone else's fault.

Okay, well, what
about the fact that

they had an affair?

Isn't that important?

Again, there is
no proof of that.

Nothing beyond what
the mother suspected.

Well, we know he has a habit

of sleeping with his students.

And that, while
inappropriate, is not illegal.

So as long as the student
is willing and of legal age,

that is a university
matter, not a police one.

What about Brandon? Did
you find out anything else?

No, the blood work
and the toxicology

haven't come back yet.

As soon as I have the
results, I will call you.

So what am I supposed
to do until then?

Just sit and wait for
him to come for me?

I really
wouldn't worry about that.

Really?

Nicole, please.

Just, in the future, leave the
detective work to us, okay?

Thanks.

I don't understand.

Why didn't the
police believe you?

It's not about believing me,

it's about having
some hard evidence

that Daniel did something wrong.

So that's it?

As far as the police
are concerned.

What are you going
to do about it?

There's one other person that
might be able to help me.

Who?

Valerie.

Professor Hudson's wife?

If anybody knows
Daniel's secrets,

it's gotta be her, right?

Yeah, but you said yourself,

she's probably protecting him.

There's no way she's
going to help you.

She's been lied to and
humiliated by Daniel for years.

Maybe if I tell her what
I know about Becca Reese,

she'll change her mind.

What have I got to lose?

I don't have a good
feeling about this.

Hello?

Valerie?

Who is this?

It's Nicole. Nicole Atkins.

-I'm the student who--
-What do you want, Nicole?

To see you.

I have some information
you'll need, that you'll want.

What is it?

It's better to discuss in
person, but I can meet you.

Come to the
house tomorrow. At 11.

Daniel will be gone by then.

What do you think?

I think Danny did a real
number on that poor woman.

That's exactly why she
might be willing to talk.

Valerie?

Valerie?

Valerie?

Daniel?

Valerie? Daniel?

Valerie?

Valerie?

Hello?

Valerie?

What happened?

Did he hurt you?

Daniel?

You're really
lucky, you know that?

Instead of taking his own life,

he might've taken it out on you.

I've seen that happen
too many times.

So you do believe he's a killer?

I didn't say that.

I believe he was cornered.

Felt the walls closing in.

He lost his job, his wife, his
house, his whole reputation.

It was a perfect storm.

Enough to make anyone snap.

So you still don't
think he had something

to do with Brandon's death?

Not until I see
evidence of a crime.

How's his wife?

She's in shock.

The paramedics say she'll be
okay. At least physically.

What now?

We have your statement.

If I have any more questions,
I know how to reach you.

You're free to go.

Great.

I know this sounds strange,

but I would've figured Daniel's

too arrogant to kill himself.

Too arrogant?

You know, like he thought he
was smarter than everyone.

He felt that he could
get out of any situation,

charm people, seduce them.

Yeah but somebody like that,

when they realize that they
can't get away with it anymore,

that's when they
decide to check out.

I guess you're right.

Are you sure you want to leave?

You know, you can stay
as long as you want.

It's time, Zo.

Daniel's dead. I have
to get my life back.

Please. Just one more night?

I'll be fine. Trust me.

All right.

Well, you know you're
welcome back anytime.

And you know you're
the greatest friend

anyone could have.

Thank you, for everything.

I know. You're welcome.

Hello?

Brandon?

Nicole.

You need to be careful.

Careful?

Daniel's not done.

But he's dead.

And that's why he
wants you to believe.

No, no. I saw him
hanging by a rope.

He's always wanted
you and he still does.

Brandon?

Hello, Nicole.

Oh my god.

Hello?

Nicole?

It's Detective Larson.

And did I wake you?

No, no, I'm up.

I wanted to let you know that
the autopsy results came in.

Brandon died of an
overdose of ketamine.

Sometimes it's
called Special K.

It's a party drug. So, you see,

it's exactly like
we first thought.

Just a sad, tragic accident.

Special K? Wait a minute.

Isn't that what
Becca Reese died of?

I believe so.

We've been seeing this problem

on campus for a few years now.

How did...

-I mean--
-Tell you what,

you get some rest.

We can talk tomorrow. If you
have any other questions.

Okay, detective.

Thank you.

Oh my god.

Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Um, I'm a little embarrassed
about the help I need.

No need to be embarrassed.

You would not believe some
of the books people ask for.

That's the thing, it's
not uh, really a book.

Um, so I have this guy friend,

he thinks he's
more of a boyfriend

and uh, he tends to
follow me sometimes.

What a creepster.

Right?

Anyway, um, I was here
studying the other night

and I swear I saw him
hiding behind a bookshelf.

I need to make sure it's
him before I confront him,

so I was wondering if I
could see the video footage.

I did see a camera
where I was sitting.

Wow.

I don't know, but
that is messed up.

Really messed up.

Um, I'd be so grateful.

Sure.

Alright, but you can't
tell anyone or I'd get fired

and I like my job.

No one, I promise.

Cross my heart.

All the cameras are numbered

and the footage is
date and timestamped,

so it's pretty easy to find
what you're looking for.

It's great.

Here we go.

Right there, where
that person goes

from one bookshelf to another.

Valerie?

Let me get a picture.

Thanks.

Come on, answer.

Hi. Can I speak to
Detective Larson?

Can I leave a message?

Please tell her to call Nicole
Atkins as soon as she can.

Thank you.

Valerie, open the door.

Please go away.

I have to talk to you.

I've got something really
important to tell you.

- What is it?
- Can I come in?

Okay, you're in.

Say what you've got to say.

Do you know a girl
named Rebecca Reese?

No.

She was one of Daniel's
students. Former students.

Had an affair about a year ago?

Never heard of her.

She's dead.

Really?

How sad.

She died from a drug overdose.

Special K. Heard of that?

Can't say that I have.

Maybe you've heard of ketamine.

What's your point?

Brandon died from an
overdose of ketamine, too.

Did he?

You're a veterinarian, right?

You have access to that drug.

Are you seriously
coming into my house

and accusing me of
killing two people

after sleeping with my husband,

falsely accusing him of murder
and driving him to suicide?

Brandon didn't take drugs.
Rebecca didn't take drugs.

Both of them had a
connection to Daniel,

which means they have
a connection to you,

so yes I am accusing you.

And why would I kill
these two people

who I don't even know?

Rebecca's obvious.

You found out she was
sleeping with Daniel,

you punished her.

As for Brandon, I think
you found Daniel's key,

snuck into my house and
ran into Brandon instead.

Wrong place, wrong time.

What a nice little story.

I can see why Daniel thought
so highly of your writing.

But just because a bunch
of stupid college kids

took a recreational
drug that I just happen

to carry in my clinic
doesn't prove a thing.

The police have already
looked into this

and well, they
don't see a problem,

so get out of my house
and leave me alone.

I also know that you've
been following me.

What?

In the library?

That's ridiculous.

Wanna see?

What were you going to do?

Follow me home
and finish the job

you botched the first time?

Thought so.

Yeah, this whole time I
thought Daniel was stalking me,

but it was you.

The police are gonna
want to see that.

Let me tell you
something, Nicole.

You've got it all wrong.

I didn't kill Rebecca
Reese to punish her.

I killed Rebecca Reese
to punish Daniel.

And I didn't kill
Brandon by mistake.

I killed him on
purpose to punish you,

to make you feel what I felt,

the loss of someone you love.

If I can't have
happiness, why should you?

No.

No.

Wow.

-The patient lives.
-Valerie, please.

You don't have to do this.

Well of course I don't have to,

just like you didn't have
to sleep with my husband.

I didn't know he was
married. I'm sorry.

Oh, you poor thing.

You think I haven't
heard this before?

I hated Daniel.

You know, it didn't look
that way at the party.

You two were drooling
all over each other.

It was pretty disgusting.

That's why I called
you that night.

You confirmed what I
had already suspected.

It was at that moment
that I realized

I had to let Daniel go.

I just had to figure out the
right way to go about it.

And using you to
drive him to suicide

just seemed like the
perfect solution.

What are you going to do?

Let you suffer
the same fate as Brandon.

That's crazy. The police
will see a pattern.

They'll know it's you.

Well that's why I couldn't use
the ketamine on Daniel, so,

I crushed up some
ordinary painkillers

and I mixed it in
his nightly cocktail

and then I strangled
him in his sleep.

Bastard weighed a ton.

It took me two hours to get
him up there on that rope.

But with you, that's
a different story.

I think the ketamine
will work just fine.

Broken hearted student
found dead on campus

from same drug that
claimed her boyfriend.

It's tragic, but yet
poetic at the same time.

Don't you think?

Come on, Nicole.

You know this can
only end one way.

Nicole.

So, what's the big news?

-Okay, you ready?
-Hit me.

I got a letter back
from Whittendale press.

They accepted my story.
I'm going to be published.

Oh my god!
Congratulations, girl.

Thank you.

I dedicated it to Brandon.

Oh.

I bet you miss him.

I do.

So, have you
thought about what

you're going to do
after graduation?

Maybe go up to the mountains,
spend the summer there,

take some time to
process everything.

Maybe write a novel.

You know, I've got this
crazy idea for a story.

They do say "write
what you know."

Yes they do.

And I have a lot of
material to choose from.

No one's ever going
to believe it.

No, they won't.

To crazy, crazy stories.

Really crazy.