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(suspenseful music)

- Tom.

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Thomas!

- Is everything okay, honey?

- No.

No, I wanted to meet the girls,

so I thought I’d take the Jag,

and then I found this
in the center console.

- [Thomas] Ah.
- Ah?

You wanna tell me why you
have a life insurance policy

on me that I know nothing about?

- (laughs) Honey,
it’s a great investment,

especially while we’re young.

Honey, a guy came to the
office a few weeks ago.

He sold one to everyone here.

I even took one out on myself.

(Thomas chuckles)
- You did?

- What is going on with you?
- I don’t know.

I’m sorry.

You know I can be
silly sometimes.

- That’s part of the reason
why I love you so much.

- I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry.

I love you too.

- Hey, why don’t I
finish up here real quick

and then I can meet you at
home for a nice quiet night in.

- I’d love that.

- Let me walk you out.

- Thanks, babe.

(laughs) I think once is enough.

- No, with these
newer elevators,

they have this whole
operating cheat system.

If you hit the buttons in
the right order,

you can get them to do
just about anything.

- This is fascinating.

- I figured you wanted
to get out of here fast.

- Yeah, and how did you
learn this?

- Do you think I’m
actually in there working?

No, I’m on Wikipedia all day.

- (laughs) You’re telling
me your trade secrets.

- That should do it.

Come here, beautiful.

- Yeah?

What?

Mm. And what about the cameras?

(elevator bell rings)

- They don’t install those
out here for a few more weeks.

- Oh.

- Mm.

Wow.

Mrs. Baugh.

- Mr. Baugh.

(both laughing)

(Marta gasps)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(tongue clicking)

(elevator bell rings)

(waves crashing)

(sighs)

- You know, they do make cheeses

that don’t come in a can, right?

- [Darcy] The can seals
in the flavor.

- Mm.

- So I was thinking
about the Hargrove case.

- Oh, nope.
- And they’re really--

- We are not talking about work.

We have three days outside
of that office,

so we’re not even gonna
think about it.

- Yes, but I really.
- Nope, nope.

Seriously, if you even
say the word law,

I will literally throw
you out of here.

- Um, this is my place.

- And you have more closet
space, so don’t tempt me.

- Okay, fine.

I won’t talk about work.

I’m meeting my sister’s fiancé.

- Wait, you’re meeting
your sister’s fiancé?

- Yeah, see, this is why I
didn’t wanna talk about it.

- Oh.

- No one in my family
has met him,

and we’ll all be stuck at the
country house all weekend.

- Plus.

- (sighs) Plus what?

- Well, she’s your younger
sister, right?

- You don’t think that I
care that my little sister’s

getting married before me,
do you?

- My younger sister got
engaged like two weekends

before my older sister, and
it almost ended in gunfire.

- Okay, well, I don’t care.

(sighs) I don’t.

- Right, yeah, you’re
married to Lady Justice.

- So funny.

(Amanda chuckles)

No, once I’m DA then I can
think about settling down.

- Oh, well, why not just wait
until you’re Attorney General?

- Well, it’s not like I
haven’t thought about it.

- Okay, that is insane.

(both laughing)

(somber instrumental music)

- (sighs)

(sighs) This is so stupid.

They’re your family.

Just...

Just stop being such
a baby and go in there.

(somber music continues)

(Darcy groans)

(knocks)
(Darcy gasps)

(family laughs)

- [Loretta] You guys
are so funny!

You need to
leave him alone.

(family laughs)

- So anyway,
to finish the story.

54 years ago,
this woman said to me,

"If you’ll make the living,

I’ll make the
living worthwhile."

- [Loretta] And you know, I did.

(family laughing)

- Oh, it looks like we
have company.

- Oh my God, you came! (squeals)

I’m so happy you came.
Let me look at you.

You look tired.

We should get colonics later!

- Okay.

- Oh, I’m so happy you came.

- Of course I came.

- You know, just with Daddy.

- Well, you know,

some things are more
important than grudges.

- Darcy, good of you to make it.

Late, but still.

- Or maybe not.

Hi, Daddy.

Sorry, I had some work to
finish up this morning.

Hi, Mom.
- Well, hello, dear.

- You know, if you’d
have come to work for me,

you’d have been able to bill
every single hour this morning.

- Daddy, enough.

You can be passive
aggressive later.

Darcy, may I present...

- Honey, please, let me.

Thomas.

Thomas Schure.

- Look.

- Oh my.

(gasps) It is beautiful!

- And you can’t say no to
a thing like that, right?

It just helps that I
love him too.

(Thomas laughs)

(both growling)

(lips smacking)

(both laughing)

- Darcy, are you gonna sit or
should I get you a pad and pen

and you can take our
drink orders?

- Oh!

- Daddy!

- You have to be nice.

- Did I just hear you
guys laughing back here?

- Yes, you did.

As it turns out, Thomas and I

had the same professor at Yale.

- Professor Johanna Selmer.

- Wow.

You guys shared a professor?
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.

- But then the young lad
went to Wharton.

When Yale Law was right there.

Penn.
- I know.

- A safety school.

- Ooh.

Oh.

- (clears throat) I’m sorry.

Say that again.

- [Loretta] Uh-oh.

- A safety school?

- [Thomas] Say it one more time.

- Safety school! (laughs)

Ah, ah, no, no!

Oh, no, no, okay, okay, okay!

Oh, oh no, oh no, okay.
I give, I give.

Stop it, stop it!
I give, I give, I give.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!

I give, I give, I give.

(Douglass laughs)

I give, I give, I give, I give!

All right, all right,
all right, all right.

Okay, okay, truce, truce, truce.

- [Thomas] All right,
come on up, come on up.

- Oh, I love you, brother. Aw.
- I love you, Dad.

- Did you hear him call me Dad?

- I did, that is so sweet.

- I see where you get it from.

(Brea laughs)

- Safety school!
- Oh, okay!

We’re goin’, we’re goin’!
- No, no!

(Thomas grunts)

(family laughs)

Oh, dear me.

(solemn piano music)

- [Brea] You’re only here
for two nights.

- Yeah.

- [Brea] So why are you
unpacking?

Didn’t you only bring
like three things anyway?

- I like my clothes in drawers.

- There are two types of
people in this world, Darcy.

People who leave their stuff
in their bags and sociopaths.

If Thomas would’ve done
that when we first met,

I would’ve been
right out the door.

- (laughs) And how
exactly did you meet Tom?

- Thomas.

He really doesn’t like his
name shortened.

- Speaking of sociopathic
behavior...

- Not fair!

Remember when Aunt Marjorie
started calling me Bea?

It was so annoying.

- Man, you’ve got it bad.
(laughs)

So really, how did it
all go down?

- You want the whole story?

- All the details.

- Ooh.

All the details?

- [Darcy] Mm-hmm.

- So you want to hear
about sex on the beach

or in the lifeguard stand?

Or when the resort
staff caught us

in the hotel linen closet?

- Ugh, okay, maybe just
the PG version.

- Buy you a drink?

- Yeah.
- Eeh!

- Ew.

- What?

- Your vegan death sludge.

- It’s healthy.

Ooh, and very expired.

- Yeah, because no one but you
is dumb enough to drink it.

(both laughing)

- Just the iced tea for me.

- I thought you were my older
sister, not my old sister.

- Ouch, okay, fine,
but like just a splash.

Yeah.

(both laughing)

Okay, are you trying
to outdo Mom?

- Mom is taking a nap while
the help her rich husband hired

cleans up breakfast.

If I get half as far as
she did, I’ll be happy.

(solemn piano music)

- Yeah, well, seems
like you’re on your way.

- Right?

I don’t know how rich he is,
but I know it’s rich, rich.

Like the kind of rich that
hires Daddy when they need help.

- Aw.

It’s true love!

- I’m not shallow.

His body’s pretty tight, too.

(Darcy laughs)

Darce...

I really do love him.

- Okay, so how did it happen?

- So I was on a beach
trip with my girlfriends,

and he rose up out of the ocean,

like I made a wish or something,

and just walked right over
to me and introduced himself.

We went out dancing.

And by nine o’clock that
night, I knew it would take

the jaws of life to
make me let go of him.

- He was by himself?

- For business, Ms. Suspicious.

Anyway, we just talked
that first night.

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay, but we talked
a lot after!

It was amazing.

We liked all the same
bands, all the same movies.

He even wears a crystal
to keep himself balanced.

- He believes in crystals?

- Mm-hmm.

I found the only guy without a
smelly hippie beard who does.

- Okay, so this guy,
he appears out of nowhere

and just so happens to like
all the same stuff as you.

- Oh my God.

You’ve spent way
too much time as a cop.

- I’m an Assistant DA.

- Same difference.

- [Darcy] Look, I’m
just saying that people

can go through your
social media.

They can find out what--
- Shows what you know!

He doesn’t even have
a social media.

(Darcy sighs)

- Brea, I am happy for you.

- You are?

- I am.

- Awesome.

For a second there, I
thought you weren’t gonna

come to the party.

- Wait, party?

- Yeah.

Daddy wants to introduce
Thomas to some of his friends.

Darce, please don’t do that
thing where you isolate yourself

on the front yard while
everyone else is partying.

- I won’t.

And it’s not Darce,
it’s Darcy.

See how annoying that is?

- See how annoying that is?
(chuckles)

If you’d excuse me,
my fiancé is waiting.

- Oh.

- Bye!
- Bye.

- [Thomas] There we go.

And that was it,
he just hit it?

- No, he sent me to jail.

(both laughing)

- [Brea] Oh, hi, baby.

- Oh, hi.

(Darcy sighs)

- [Brea] Are you two
getting along?

- He was just telling me
about the time

that they took him
to jail! (laughs)

(insects chirping)
(tense music)

- [Thomas] Brea thought
you might be out here.

- Now, my father’s friends
are so much fun

to hang around with.

Did you get any
good golf stories?

- There was a gripping
tale of a par five eagle.

Kept me on the edge of my seat.

(Darcy laughs)

- I don’t mean to be antisocial.

I’m just getting--
- Some work done?

Brea had an inkling.

I guess Justice never sleeps.

- It naps occasionally.

(Thomas laughs)

- Yeah, of course you work hard.

Harvard undergrad,

which I can’t imagine
Douglass was impressed by.

And then Yale Law, which is
what you were expected to do,

but then you didn’t
join your father’s firm.

You decided to go the other way.

Put people behind bars.

And from what I hear, if
you don’t make DA before 40,

a lot of people in the city
are gonna lose a lot of bets.

- You writing an
article about me?

- I googled you.

It’s impressive, really.

- What would I find
if I googled you?

- Oh, I’m not that interesting.
- [Darcy] Oh.

- But you, you’re all over it.

With the Hargrove case
and the Kinkaid thing.

And then there was that
whole Halston mess

from a few years back.

That was huge news.

- I was only a part of the team.

- Well, the newspapers,

they put you square in
the center of it all.

And so does your dad.

- My dad is a lot of things,

but interested in my career
he is not.

- Oh, come on, Darce.

I think you’re being way
too hard on Dad.

- Sorry, that’s just
weird to hear.

- It’s okay, no worries.

You really should
hear him in there.

He’s needling all of his friends
who lost to you in court.

And trust me, there’s
a lot of ’em. (laughs)

The man may not say it,
but he is very proud of you.

Hey, let me show you something.

(suspenseful music)

(door creaks)

Here in the office.

- Shouldn’t you be
getting back to Brea?

- Well, you’re gonna
wanna see this.

And she did ask us to spend
some quality time together, Sis.

Look on the wall.

- He took it down from my room.

(gentle piano music)

- He may be a tough man, Darce,

but he brags about you
when you’re not around.

You should see, he has more
of your stuff in his desk.

- Oh, hey.

Sorry, I thought
this was the kitchen.

- Well, it’s clearly not.

- It’s fine, the kitchen
is just down the hall.

- Thanks, been a long day.

It’s a big house.

Oh my God, dude!

I’m so sorry.

- Let me help.

And it’s sir.

- Huh?

- Not dude.

(suspenseful music)

- (laughs) You look
like you killed someone.

(Thomas laughs)

- Well, the only thing
murdered today was my suit.

- Oh.

Well, maybe we should
take you upstairs,

and I’ll help you get changed.

- Oh, I like that.

- Oh, okay, that’s my cue.

- Oh my God, Darcy.

I didn’t even see
you there. (laughs)

I’m so embarrassed.
- No, you’re not.

- Wait, look at you two bonding!

Give me your phone,
let me take a picture.

- No.
- No.

- And now you’re
ganging up on me?

Ah!

We’re like a real family now!

Oh my God, let me
take you to Daddy.

He’ll think this is hilarious.

- Honey.

Honey, I...

Honey.

(gentle music continues)

- I just think it sucks
you guys left without me.

I was in the bathroom.

Well, that’s how long it takes.

I’m just saying, next
job you do the cleanup.

(waiter sighs)

(bag bangs)

(waiter groans)
(dramatic music)

(Thomas grunts)

I’m sorry, I’m sorry!

(Thomas grunts)

(dramatic music continues)
(Thomas grunts)

(dramatic music continues)

(van door bangs)
(sighs)

(seatbelt clicks)

(dramatic music continues)

- You know I probably
would’ve let you live

if you called me sir.

My dad says manners
are the difference

between men and savages.

(dramatic music continues)

Yeah.

Now I look like a killer.

(dramatic music continues)

I hope you can swim, dude.

(dramatic music continues)

(water splashing)

(sultry jazz music)
(water splashes)

- Baby, it’s insane
o’clock in the morning.

When did you
come to bed last night?

- I, uh...

I don’t remember.

But you were, you were out cold.

I just wanted to get an
early start on the day.

I had a killer night of sleep.

- Okay.

- You want to join me?

- I guess a shower would
wake me up. (laughs)

- Wow, future Mrs. Schure.

(Brea laughs)

- [Brea] Mr. Schure.

- Get in here.

(both laughing)

(sultry jazz music)

(Brea squeals)

(Amanda sighs)

(phone vibrates)

(Amanda chuckles)

- Hey, so full disclosure,
I am using your place.

- [Darcy] For what?

- For the barista.
- Amanda!

- Oh, not for that,
for the shower.

The landlord is
fixing mine, again.

So we’re gonna leave you
a bag of Egyptian beans.

It’s all good.

- (sighs) Okay, fine.

Look, I have a big favor.

My sister’s fiancé,

I can’t find anything
about him on the internet.

- Like what, no Facebook?

Well, that’s all the red
flags flying all at once, huh?

- Yeah.

I know it’s a big ask, but do
you think you could go down

to the office and see
if we have any records

for a Thomas Schure?

- Well, I guess I do owe
you one for the shower

and for the wine stain
on the rug.

- Wait, what?

- Like I said, I owe you one.

I will get down there
this afternoon.

- (sighs) Thank you.

- And Darce, seriously,

if you’re getting
bad vibes from this guy,

please be careful.

Let’s figure out what’s going on

before we make him mad, okay?

- Yeah, I will be.

I mean, I’m probably just
being overly protective, right?

- I hope so.

- Yeah, me too.

Okay, thank you.

Bye.

(solemn piano music)

(Darcy sighs)

- [Brea] Something in yellow
and pink for bridesmaids?

- Yellow and pink?
- You two are up early.

- [Loretta] Oh, we got up
early to go to church, dear.

- You went to church?

You went to church?

- It was Thomas’s idea.

He doesn’t like to miss a
week if he doesn’t have to.

- [Loretta] Sweet, sweet boy.

- Mom, he’s 40.

- A young 40!

- Right, now don’t be
jealous of your sister, dear.

- I’m not.

You don’t think
that I’m jealous.

- Don’t blame yourself, dear.

Anyone would be.

You know, I think I’m a
bit jealous of you myself.

(both chuckling)

- [Brea] I’m jealous
of myself sometimes.

- [Loretta] Right! (laughs)

- Well, I am not jealous.

I’m happy that you’re happy

because that’s all
I ever wanted.

And I am perfectly at
peace with where I am

and what I’m doing, okay?

- Now, honey, it’s been a while

since I’ve studied Shakespeare,
but I think the quote is,

"Methinks thy lady
doth protest too much."

(both laughing)

- Mom, I just wanna
thank you again.

- Of course, dear, yes.
- Wait, thank her for what?

- Oh, well, we’re paying
for their wedding

at the Bower House.

- The Bower House?

- That’s where your father
and I were married. (laughs)

- [Darcy] Yeah.

No, I know, but isn’t that...

- Yeah, well.
- A lot of money?

- It is. The price has gone up

a little bit,
but hey, it’s worth it.

And if your wedding is
anything like mine,

I’ll have grandchildren
within the year! (laughs)

- Oh, gross. Mom.

- But speaking of grandbabies,
your father and I,

we think that we should give
you your wedding money now.

- Wow, Mom, thank you.

Thank you for that
vote of confidence.

- No, it’s not that I don’t
want to see you married.

I do, but...

I have to be realistic.

Maybe you could use the
money to go on a cruise!

- [Darcy] Mom, I’m not
in my 70s!

- [Loretta] Don’t you
like cruises?

- [Brea] Oh, hey, Baby!

(suspenseful music)

What are you doing?

- I’m just gonna clean it.

Unless you want to.

- [Brea] Darcy, he and
Dad are going hunting.

- [Loretta] Darcy, I think
you owe Thomas an apology.

- Now, Mom.

We just sat through
an entire sermon

talking about walking
in other people’s shoes.

Darce is around bad people
all day long.

She sees someone with a gun,
what else is she gonna think?

- You...

You have a good point, Thomas.

- Darce, if I really wanted
to hurt you,

I would’ve cooked you breakfast.

(family laughing)

(tense orchestral music)

- You want me to
get you a blindfold?

- I don’t wanna
show off too much.

- I really am sorry
I overreacted.

Brea is still fuming.

- It’s all right,
I’ll talk to her.

Calm her down.

I am right though, aren’t I?

About all the bad guys
you deal with?

- I guess.

- Must be hard
being around all that scum.

- No, that’s the job.

I just try not to
make it personal.

- Come on.

It’s gotta be satisfying to
put those monsters behind bars.

Like Halston?

Must’ve been thrilled when you
heard what happened to him.

- What happened to him?

- You don’t know?

- Uh, no, honestly, I don’t.

Why, did he get
hurt or something?

- Darcy, it was
all over the news.

(tense music)

Strangled, piano wire,
in his cell.

And the guards,
well, they were...

They were somewhere not there.

But I mean, you put him there.

Must be gratifying to
hear what happened to him.

- No.

No, it’s sad.

I want them punished, but
I don’t want them killed.

- It’s the same difference.

- [Darcy] Is it?

(tense piano music)

- [Douglass] Darcy!

Darcy, get in the office!

- My dad, always the polite one.

- That’s Yale for you.

(tense piano music continues)

- Oh, one question.

Were you in the
military or something?

- Is this your way of
making fun of my haircut?

- No.

Where’d you learn to
clean a gun like that?

- You know, I pick
things up from all over.

- Well, I’m really curious.

- If I give you all my secrets,

what are we gonna talk
about at Thanksgiving?

- Okay then.

(tense piano music continues)

Dad?

- Where’s my duck call?

- You think I
took your duck call?

- I think you moved
my duck call.

- Dad, I assure you I have no
interest in your duck call.

Hey, Dad, I just
wanna say that’s nice

that you would
display it like that.

- That was a good night.

The banquet.

I was so proud of you.

- Was?

- I didn’t think you were
the needy type.

- I ask you if you’re proud
of me once in my life,

and all of a sudden I’m needy?

- You were a wonderful
field hockey player, happy?

- I’d be happier if you weren’t
speaking in the past tense.

- What do you want
me to say, Darcy?

You’re a good prosecutor,

but every time I hear about
one of your victories,

it’s just an unpleasant reminder

that you stabbed me in the back.

- I changed my mind.

- You were supposed to
come to work for me!

That was the arrangement!

- Dad, it’s been 10 years!

And besides, plans change.

- You always gotta be right.

- [Darcy]
Well, I’m your daughter.

- I don’t want to be late for
hunting, Earl’s meeting us...

That’s weird.

I always keep this locked.

- Do you think that
maybe somebody

at the party was looking
through your desk?

- That’s preposterous.

I mean, it was just friends
and family last night.

- Yeah, but some
friends and family

we know less well than others.

Dad, I think maybe Thomas
isn’t who--

- Here it is!

Huh?

Check that baby out,
refinished it last year.

(duck call squeaking loudly)

(Douglass laughs)

Good talk.

Thanks for the help.

(Darcy sighs)

[Douglass] Earl! (laughs)

- Woo!

I hope this lake of
yours is close by, Young.

- Dear Lord, man.

Try eating a salad
from time to time.

- Now where’s this brand-new
son-in-law to be of yours, huh?

- You know, he really is
a remarkable young man.

Speak of the devil!

- And he appears.
- Yes, sir.

- I can’t wait to get out there.

You must be Earl.

- Nice to make your
acquaintance.

We met before?

- Very doubtful.

- My God, you look so familiar.

- I don’t know what to tell you.

I have a pretty standard face,
look like the other guys.

Right, Douglass?

- Gentlemen, shall we?

- [Earl] Let’s get in the truck.
Let’s go!

- [Douglass] I got back
seat! Dibs on back!

- Oh, okay, okay.
- No, no, no, no, no!

- [Earl] So he takes it
before the grand jury.

- Playing to the public.
- Always.

- And he’s looking at me
like it means something.

- DAs, god.

Darcy excluded, of course.

- (laughs) Of course.

Of course.

(suspenseful music)

(stomps feet)
- Hi.

(Darcy sighs)

- Darcy!

- Yeah.

- We need to talk.

(suspenseful music)
(birds chirp)

- Are you sure there’s
nothing I can do to help?

- No, no, no, you’re a guest.

(birds chirping)

- I defended you, didn’t I?

When you were a teenager.

- I’m sorry. Again,
not to be rude,

I’ve never been in court.

- Are you positive?

You weren’t Thomas then.

You went by Tommy,
Tommy Halston.

- I’d never go by Tommy.

My last name is Schure.

Thomas Schure.

Sorry, you’re just wrong, sir.

- [Douglass]
Earl, you senile old fool.

You don’t know him,
that’s the end of it.

- Sorry, my mistake.
- [Douglass] Come on!

- [Earl] My brain.
- [Douglass] Yeah, your brain’s

soaked in scotch! Now
come on down here, young man.

Let’s go have some fun.

Serious parts of
your brain are missing.

It’s fossilized.

Let me hear you quack!

- [Earl] Quack, quack, quack.
- [Douglass] Quack, quack...

- [Douglass] Ah, you’re the man!

Oh, Earl, you’re the man!

(rifle blasting)

(suspenseful music continues)

Well, come on!

100 bucks for the first duck!

- You had me at $100!

(suspenseful music)

(laughter)

- Good to have you with us.

- [Thomas] Oh, thanks, Dad.

- [Douglass]
Let’s go have some fun.

- [Brea] He’s my husband.

- [Darcy] He’s your fiancé.

- I can’t have my
sister treating him

like he’s some kind of villain.

- Brea, I’m not--

- Darcy, please.

We’ve always been
on the same team.

Do you remember my 16th birthday

when I got my butterfly tattoo?

I thought they were
gonna burn it off

with a fireplace poker.

But you were
home from law school,

and you stood
between Mom and Dad and me.

You stared them down before
they stopped yelling.

You were always my ally.

- I still am.

- Well, then can you please
act like it?

Stop going after Thomas.

Just make him feel welcome.

For me?

- Okay.

- Thank you.

I thought you were gonna
make me choose.

- Dad, are you okay?

- Thomas...

Thomas--
- What about Thomas?

- Is he all right?

- He’s the best shot
I’ve ever seen!

- He’s good, Daddy?

- Oh, better than good, baby.

I mean, it was like the man had
a blood feud with waterfowl.

Oh, it’s gonna be all
you can eat duck tonight.

Who’s helping me get ’em ready?

Huh?
- Dibs, not it.

- It’s Darcy then.

Grab some gloves,
meet me around back.

- What happened to allies?

- I draw the line
at feather plucking.

- Oh, you’re such a...

- What does that mean?

- It means you should have
learned ASL!

- Well, I can practice

while you are
ripping out entrails.

- [Douglass] Oh, look
at what we got here!

- [Earl] I’m gonna need
to start plucking that.

- [Douglass] Earl, pay the
man his 100.

(men chattering)

- [Thomas] There we go.

That’s what I’m
talking about.

- Don’t say I never did
anything for you.

(Darcy sighs)

(Thomas muttering)

- I was close, I should
have killed him.

I should have killed him!

(Thomas groans loudly)

(Thomas groans)

(suspenseful music)

Hi, Martin.

Yeah, no, sorry to call
you on a long weekend.

Hey, listen, I just spoke
with my fiancé today.

She wants us to pull the trigger

on the life insurance
policy as soon as possible

and get it signed before
the end of the long weekend.

I totally get that,
totally get that.

Hey, listen, why don’t we
tack on the fire

and home insurance as well.

Anything you got,
what do you say?

I don’t know how
much easier it is.

I can put money in your pocket.

What do you say?

I’ll overnight it.

I’ll, I’ll,
I’ll pay for the overnight.

I’ll text you the address
right now.

Good?

Marty, we good?

(tense music)

Good, great.

Okay, thanks.

Yep, bye, I’ll do it right now.

Bye, bye, bye.

(tense music continues)

(Thomas groans)

- Fine, it’s fine.

It’s fine, it’s fine.

We’re off schedule,
but it’s okay.

It’s okay.
It’s okay.

(groans) It’s okay.

It’s okay.

It’s okay.

(crickets chirping)

(crickets chirping)

Would you like to
lead us in grace, Dad?

- Thomas, why don’t
you take this one?

- I would be honored.

- Thank you.

- Let’s be thankful that
God makes some of us hunters

and some of us prey.

As it says in Ecclesiastes,

"No one knows
when their hour will come.

"As fish get caught in
a cruel net or birds

"trapped in a snare,

so people get trapped
by evil times."

Let’s be happy that on this
day, evil fell upon the bird.

Amen!

- Amen.
- Amen, thank you.

- Let’s eat.

(phone vibrates)

- Cell phones at the
dinner table, really?

- It’s work, I’m sorry.

I’ll be right back, excuse me.

- Work on a Sunday night,
can you even imagine?

- Should we wait to eat
before she gets back?

- Oh, I think
of course we should.

- Hey.
- [Amanda] Do you have

any idea
how difficult it is

to entertain a
22-year-old barista

at a DA’s office
on a Sunday afternoon?

- [Darcy] You’re on a
second date, already?

- Oh, we’re still
on the first one.

He’s like a little
Energizer Bunny.

- Well, I’m sure you’ll tell
me all about it tomorrow.

- Mm, depends on if
the date’s still going.

Listen, I couldn’t find
anything on this guy.

If he was ever in the database,
he paid someone pretty well

to have himself
scrubbed out of it.

- Oh gosh, that’s actually
a relief because...

- But I decided to do
a little more digging

and cross-referenced
unsolved marital crimes

with your description
of the guy and...

I got two pretty solid hits.

- I mean, honestly, I’ve
never seen anything like it.

He didn’t miss once.

- Oh!

- Oh, no.

No, no, you’re gonna
make me blush.

- No, Daddy, don’t stop.

I’ve never seen that.

- No, no more compliments
from you, none.

I’m telling you. (laughs)

I’m gonna be
impossible to live with.

- No.
- But okay.

Not to change the subject.

- Yeah, right.

- But I think I met
your maid today?

- Oh, Kristina, lovely girl.

- Is that her name?

- Douglass, you are the worst!

She’s worked for us
for years. (laughs)

She’s a wonderfully
helpful worker.

You would never even
know that she’s impaired.

- Wow, Mom.

I forgot to tell you that
we traveled back

to 1965 on the way over here.

- Oh.

- She’s not impaired,
she’s hard of hearing.

- [Loretta] Well, she gets
along remarkably well even so.

- She’s a hell of a lip reader.

- She is.

- Lip reader?

- Of course, Darcy learned ASL.

But the rest of us just
enunciate.

- [Douglass] Kristina...

I just swore her name
was Isabella.

- Oh, Douglass.
- Oh my God!

- What?

- You do know my name,
don’t you?

- Oh, sure.
- Of course.

- It’s...

A little help, darling?

- Oh, come on!

That’s not even funny.

- Two years ago,
a guy named Thomas Baugh

lost his wife
down an elevator shaft.

Yeah, the car never showed up.

I saw pictures in
the file, it...

Anyway, the guy waited
until the insurance paid out

and then disappeared.

Same thing, three years ago,
Thomas Snow.

His wife drowned on
their first anniversary

snorkeling in Australia.

The guy waited until
the insurance paid out--

- Then disappeared.

Okay, are there any
pictures of these guys?

- That’s the weird thing.
Scrubbed.

I’m guessing if it was an
insurance scam,

you gotta keep some
record in the database.

But if you were trying
to link them, good luck.

Darcy, you there?

- Yeah, yeah.

Thanks, Amanda, I appreciate it.

I’ll investigate a little
further on Tuesday,

but this is all
circumstantial, right?

- It’s a substantial
amount of circumstantial.

- No, I know, I know.

Just, I just have to be
really sure

before I say anything, you know?

- Okay, honey, I don’t
think the bosses are going

to appreciate the barista’s
artistic addition to the office.

I will shoot these files
over to you

if you need to make
a case to Brea.

- Okay, thank you.

Bye.

(tense music)

- [Douglass]
Okay, I gotta tell you

about when I met the governor.

- [Darcy] What’d I miss?

- Dad is telling us the story of

when he met the governor again.

- [Darcy] Okay.
- Hey, it’s a good story!

Come on.
- Darcy!

- [Darcy] Dad, we need at least
three more bottles of wine

before that story
even approached good.

- Oh, we do.

- Nonsense, I was
thoroughly enjoying it.

- My man.

- Teacher’s pet.

- Okay, now that you’re
back, let’s dig in.

- [Douglass] Yeah, food’s
getting cold.

I mean, we got duck there.

Our jaws are gonna get greasy.

I mean, come on, let’s go.

I’d sure like to have
some of that salad.

- [Loretta] Darcy, again?
Really?

- It’s just a text
from Kristina.

- Okay.

I am instituting a no phone
policy at this dinner table.

- I agree with that.

- [Loretta] Darcy?

- I’m done.

I’m done, phone’s down.

- [Douglass] So anyway,
the governor said to me,

"I’d have used an eight iron."

And I’m going, "No, man.

"You get better penetration
with the three wood."

Oh, this looks so good.

- [Loretta] Oh, I hope it is.

- Darcy, would you like
some duck?

- Sure.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(suspenseful music continues)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Thomas sighs)

(Thomas exhales)

(water drains)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(suspenseful music continues)

(lock clicks)

(music stops)

(somber piano music)

(tense music)

(eerie chiming music)

(eerie music continues)

(door creaks)

(door bangs)

(eerie music continues)

- Hey!

Hey, everyone, wake up!

Someone call an ambulance!

Help!

Wake up, hurry!

- [Darcy] What happened?

- I don’t know.
- Oh my gosh, Kristina.

What happened?
- I don’t know.

- You just found her like this?

- I came in from my walk outside

and she was like this.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Hi, hey, hey, what happened?

What happened?
- What’s going on?

- Hey, Kristina, what happened?

- Oh my God, Kristina!

- What is it?
- Oh!

- What happened?
She was just here?

- [Loretta] Oh, no!

- Hey Dad, call an
ambulance now.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Honey.
- Help is coming.

Help is coming.
- Take a breath.

Shh, shh, shh.
- Yeah.

Bad ... Bad?
What, what happened?

- No quick, here, grab
her hands, get her hands.

- Get her hands, get her hands!

- No, we’re...
- Okay.

- [Thomas] Hold her hands
tight, hold it tight.

- She’s trying to
tell us something.

- She is going to hurt herself!
- [Brea] Darcy!

- [Loretta] Kristina,
Kristina, stay with us, honey.

- [Thomas] Come on, come on.

- She’s trying to
tell us something.

- Darcy, move!

- Hold her tight,
hold her tight!

- [Brea] I got her right
now, I got her right now.

- On their way...

-Come on, honey!
(family chattering)

Just hold her,
hold her right there.

(gentle music)

(family chatters)

- It’s enough!

I can’t stay quiet anymore.

Can I speak to my family
alone please?

- Thomas is family.

- Brea, you know what I mean!

All right, this is important.

- Honey, it’s okay.
I can go upstairs.

- No, Darcy’s just
being dramatic

even though we already
talked about this.

Apparently she doesn’t
care what I think.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey, we’ve all been
through a lot this morning.

Just take a few
deep breaths, relax,

maybe get a bite to eat.

And then let’s talk about this
when we’re all calmed down.

- No, I have to say this now.

I think Thomas Schure
here is also Thomas Baugh

and Thomas Snow.

I think he’s married at
least two other women

and had them killed for
the insurance money.

- [Loretta] Darcy, you are
being foolish!

- I can’t believe you.

- Now, I think Kristina
found something out.

He did whatever it was
that we just saw... to her!

- Darcy, you’re sounding
preposterous.

He tried to save Kristina,
we saw it.

- Dad, he made it so she
couldn’t sign!

Oh God, that was smart,
and I will give you that.

- Hey, you’re not in a
courtroom, young lady.

You’re at my house.

- Oh yeah, it’s always
your house

when you don’t wanna hear
an unpleasant truth, Dad!

Brea, I need you to just
believe me on this, okay?

Every single instinct in my body

is telling me
that you’re in danger.

Okay, just send him away, okay?

And let me, let me
investigate him.

And if I’m wrong, I will
spend the rest of my life

apologizing to you.

But if he loves you like he
says he does...

he’ll agree.

- Do you even hear yourself?

- Brea, I know it sounds--
- No!

Darcy...

...you’ve done enough talking.

Do you wanna know what I think?

I think you are jealous.
- No.

- I think you never got
over Jeremy,

and you just can’t
stand that I’m so happy.

- No, Brea.

- I guess you just
concocted this whole story

because it’s easier to
believe than the truth.

- No.

- If you’re gonna make me choose

between my fiancé and my sister,

I guess I choose my fiancé

because he would never
make me choose.

- Brea.

- I’m gonna go after her.
- Please do.

I cannot believe
this is happening.

- Are you happy now?

Are you proud of yourself?
Look at your mother!

Look at her!

Look at your sister.

- Dad, look at me!

Do I look happy to you?

Dad, I know I’m a lot of
things, but I’m not a liar!

- Douglass, take me back
to the city.

- Dad, you have to believe me.
- Douglass, now.

- You’ve lied to me before.

(Loretta cries)

(somber music)

(somber music)

(light switch clicks)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(gunshot blasts)
(Darcy groans)

(Darcy groans loudly)

I knew it!

I knew it was you
the whole time!

I knew it!

What you did?

(Thomas shushes)

(Darcy gasps)

- [Thomas] This is gonna be
louder than anything you can do.

- I knew it!

- Shut up!

I said shut up!
(Darcy screams)

I hit you right in the meat.

It went straight
through your arm.

It’s gonna hurt like hell.

But you’re not gonna
bleed out or anything.

(Darcy whimpers)

I need you awake, for now.

Dad was right about one thing.

I really am a damn good shot.

(Thomas laughs)

Huh, Darce?

You know, you were so
close to figuring it out.

So close, let’s see...

Let’s see how you do
with a couple more clues.

Marta Baugh, my second wife,

her maiden name was...

Frankel.

Kinsley Snow, my first wife.

Any guess?

What was her maiden name?

Drumroll?

Montgomery.

Frankel and Montgomery.
(tongue clicks)

Is it ringing any bells yet?

Come on, are you
putting it together?

Is it getting through
that thick skull of yours?!

- Halston.

- Halston, there it is.

There it is.

There it is!

Joseph Frankel.
Joseph Frankel.

- The judge.
- The judge.

Marta, she is his,
excuse me, was his daughter.

- Robert Montgomery,
the DA, but he doesn’t,

he doesn’t have a daughter.

- No, but he does
have a sister though.

Estranged.

You know, I’d like to think
that he stays up late at night.

You know, regretting the
relationship that he never had.

People can be so petty
sometimes, don’t you think?

- So you are killing the
people connected to Halston.

(Thomas laughs)

(Darcy groans)

- Hey!

(Darcy groans)

Show some respect.

(Darcy cries)

This isn’t real pain.

And I wasn’t lying when I told
you what happened to Halston

after you, Montgomery and
Frankel put him in jail.

He had enemies in jail.

You didn’t know he wasn’t
gonna survive in prison?

- I didn’t know that!

I told you I didn’t know that!

- Don’t lie to me!

(Darcy screams)

Yes, my father was a criminal.

Yeah, but he didn’t
belong in there.

(Darcy gasping)

He was a good--
he was a good dad.

And he always took care of me.

Do you know-- do you
know that when he died,

do you know that they s--
they sent a telegram?

Like the Wild West.

(Thomas laughs)

It’s almost funny.

Do you know?

Do you know what it’s like?

Spend your entire life
learning from a man

who teaches you how to
handle anything, everything.

And then just to have that
taken from you.

Just, just gone.

Gone!

Just like that.

Taken from me.

I didn’t know how to
handle that.

And the day he died,
that’s when I died.

And that’s when I realized
that I need to make

you all understand,
to teach you, all of you,

what it’s like to live
without your loved ones.

So no, I’m not going
around killing the people

connected to my father’s case.

That’s a little cliché.

I’m going around
killing the people

connected to the people
who put my dad in jail.

Do you understand?

Don’t you see?

You’re getting it?

I don’t want to kill you.

I just wanna make you
feel what it feels like

to have everything
taken away from you.

I want you to know
what that’s like.

- No.

(Darcy whimpers)

- Hmm.

Too bad your phone doesn’t work.

You could call for help.

(Thomas laughs)

This is so easy.

It’s easy.

You just flash a smile and
say a couple charming things

and wow, they just
fall all over you.

Except you.

Except you, Darcy.

You just kept pushing.

- Well, what, what about
the insurance money?

What, why?

- The insurance?

(clears throat) The insurance.
Honey, that was just a perk.

Get over the insurance.
Come on.

I do all the heavy lifting.

I deserve to retire
on a boat someday.

In an ideal world, you know,
I was hoping to have

your sister sign the
paperwork before I killed her.

But then you came along and
you changed up the entire plan.

And as my kindergarten
teacher knows,

I don’t do well when
people mess up my plans!

In an ideal world, I’d be
sitting with a fat check

right now, and you’d be at
home broken, mourning the loss

of how your loved one
was taken from you.

The thing you loved most.

That’s what I wanted
to be doing.

- No!

(Thomas grunts)
(Darcy groans)

- That’s what I wanted for you.

That’s pain! That’s pain!

(Darcy cries)

I’m just gonna have to
be happy with you knowing

that right after I leave here,

I’m gonna drive back to your
parents’ house and I’m gonna

let your sister console me
in whatever naughty,

creative ways that she sees fit!

- No, no!

- And then as she lays in bed,

sad because her sister doesn’t
see what she sees in me,

then I’m gonna strangle her
to death with my bare hands.

Nice and slow.

- No don’t! Please don’t!

(Darcy cries)
(Thomas grunts)

(suspenseful music)

- Then I’m gonna go and I’m
gonna disappear forever.

I want you to know
that’s exactly

where I’m going
the second I leave here.

(Darcy groans)

That’s what I want you to
think about Darcy as you die.

- No, no!

(gunshot blasts)

(Darcy groans)

(suspenseful music continues)

(tense music)

(door lock clicks)

[Thomas] Brea, honey?

- I’m in the office!

- I am so sorry that I left.

- I didn’t think
you’d come back.

- I didn’t know if I should.

- I’m so sorry.

I don’t know what got
into my sister.

She’s not usually...

- Honey, your sister’s
not here anymore.

- I know, I know.

- Hey, you okay?

- Yeah, I’m just...

I just got a lot on my mind.

- Yeah.

- I just can’t get over
how petty Darcy’s being.

- What do you mean?

- She even took her plaque
off the wall.

I guess after everything
she didn’t think

Dad deserved to have it.

So petty.

- [Thomas] I think we’ve
had enough of Darcy today.

- What is...

- I’m gonna go shower.

Meet me upstairs?

- Mm-hmm.

Be right there!

(somber piano music)

(Darcy gasping)

(Darcy coughs)

(Darcy gasping)

(Darcy panting)

(somber piano music continues)

- I’m coming, Brea.

(somber piano music continues)

- You look stressed.

- [Thomas] Do I?

I mean, it’s a pretty
intense weekend.

Things didn’t really
go as I planned.

- Are you kidding?

My parents loved you.

My friends loved you. (chuckles)

- Yeah, but your sister, she
thought I was a murderer.

- She’ll figure it out.

She doesn’t see people
the way I see people.

She only sees the worst.

- And what do you see?

- Only the best. (chuckles)

(doorbell rings)

Little late on a
holiday weekend.

- I’ll get it.

(crickets chirping)

- Hi, I have a delivery for
Thomas Schure

from Heidelberg Mutual.

- You’re late. You were supposed
to deliver this yesterday.

A lot’s happened since then.

- That’s, uh...
really fascinating.

Could you sign there, please?

- What’s your name?

- Derek, what’s yours?

- Thomas.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

- You can call me sir.

- Great, have a
nice night, Tommy.

(crickets chirping)

- Heidelberg Mutual,
the insurance company?

- Yeah, I’m sure you’ve
seen the commercials.

- And you had it overnighted?

- Yep.

- So...

- Brea, please let me explain.

- Explain what?

That my sister was
right about you?

(Brea gasps)

- Actually, yeah.

That’s exactly it.

I was a little worried that
you weren’t gonna get it.

(Brea groans)

Your family’s a little dense.

(Thomas grunts)

It would just be easier to
shoot you, but I made a promise.

And believe it or not,
I actually hate to lie!

(Brea chokes)

- Why?

- Oh my God!

I’ve already explained this
once tonight to your sister

before I killed her.

This isn’t about you, Brea.

You were just a tool and now
you’re just gonna be evidence!

(Brea grunts)

(Thomas screams)

(Brea groans)

(Thomas groaning)

Brea!

(Thomas grunts)

(Brea groans)

You would’ve made a
terrible wife.

- [Darcy] Get your hands
off my sister!

(Darcy grunts)

- [Brea] Darcy!

- Come on, come on.

(gunshot blasts)

- Oh, well, well, well.

Look who came back
from the dead.

Go, let’s walk
to the living room.

- Go.

(somber piano music)

(somber piano music)

You can put your hands down.

Not you.
I know it hurts to keep them up.

(chuckles) I’m just
kidding, I’m not a savage.

Put ’em down.

(Thomas clears throat)

This is how I killed Kristina.

Or almost.

Last I heard she was in a coma.

Sometimes it takes a while.

You want to hear
something funny?

I had the antidote on me
the entire time.

I could have saved her! (laughs)

I could have saved her
instantly. (laughs)

Oh, well, I guess only
I find that funny.

Oh, all right.

Hmm.

I would like to just
shoot you both,

but I figure if you die the
same way that your maid does,

might throw the cops off long
enough for me to disappear.

You know, things
really do work out.

Now, you get to watch
your sister die.

It’s more of a courtesy than
what you gave me with my dad.

- You don’t have to do this.

- You’re right, I don’t have to.

I get to. (groans)

- Brea, come on!

(suspenseful music)

(Thomas groaning)

(doorknob rattles)

(Darcy panting)

- I gotta admit, Sis, things
aren’t really going as planned!

(lock rattles)

I know you’re tired.

I am. So let’s just
end this, all right?

Okay, I know you’re not
leaving without your sister!

(suspenseful music continues)

And you know I’m not gonna
stop until you’re dead.

(Darcy whimpers)

So here’s the deal.

You’re both gonna die tonight.

But if you play nice
and come out,

I’ll hit you with the
needle first.

It’s painless. Mostly.

But if you make this
hard for me,

well, I promise to

carve up your sister
in front of you

like a Christmas ham.

(suspenseful music continues)

And then I’m gonna get

real creative with you.

I’m gonna give you 10
seconds to think about it.

(suspenseful music continues)

(lock rattles)

(door creaks)

Better not be playing
games with me, Darce.

(suspenseful music continues)

Best player?

(Darcy grunts)
(gun rattles)

(Thomas grunting)

(Darcy groans)

(Thomas grunts)
(Darcy groans)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Darcy panting)

- I’m keeping the ring!

- Oh my God.

- I’m so sorry.
- It’s okay.

- Are you all right?

Okay, that’s a dumb question.

We gotta go now.

Come on.
- No!

No, you’re not.

Not keeping the ring.

(rifle cocks)

- Dad?

How did you?

- I forgot my duck call!

- Go ahead, give him a reason,

and you will be mulch in my
garden before afternoon tea.

- Drop the gun.

- I never did like you.

- Drop the gun,
hit the ground, now!

(Thomas panting)

Oh, try me.

(tense music)

(tense music rises)

I gave the hospital the name
on the label of that vial,

and they said that Kristina
should make a full recovery.

- [Loretta] Oh, thank God.

- And how are you doing, kiddo?

- I mean, I probably
shouldn’t have fought

with the paramedics so
much, but I’m okay.

- We’ll take you back to the
hospital tomorrow morning.

- I’m so sorry for everything.

- Oh, stop that silly talk.

It’s nobody’s fault
but Thomas’.

I’m just disappointed your
father didn’t get a chance

to aerate his chest
with buckshot.

- Mom, when did you get so dark?

- When somebody tried to
hurt my girls.

- [Darcy] Ah.

- Hey, this is the first
time in a long time

that it’s been
just the four of us.

- Well, maybe we need to start

making that happen more often.

- I’d like that.

- So would I.

Let’s go inside.

♪ Can we meet in the dark ♪

♪ We don’t have to say much ♪

♪ And if you have to go,
have to go ♪

♪ We didn’t know what we know ♪

♪ The end of the world
as the broom fly ahead ♪

♪ When it all goes to hell,
will you still be my friend ♪

♪ Have to go, have to go ♪

(music fades)

- Ms. Young?

- Yes...

Um. Yes.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I’m Justin.

Well, I just started
at your dad’s firm.

I had some business downtown,

and he asked me to
drop this off.

- Oh yeah, I think I know
what this is. (chuckles)

(Darcy sighs)

- Oh.
- My dad and I play.

- Oh yeah?

My dad and I used to play too.

Oh, and my brother.

Cute you guys still play though.

Mm.

- No?

- I would go knight to F3.

- Okay.

Don’t tell my father you
helped me, okay? (laughs)

Is that, is that a green
bottle smoothie from David’s?

- Yeah, I can’t start
my morning without one.

- Yeah.

My, my sister calls
them vegan death sludge.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah. (laughs)

- The price we pay
to be healthy.

- Oh.

- Oh, right.

You know, I have a secret.

- Oh, do you?

- I like to put in
a little honey.

It makes it less sludgy.

- Mm-hmm. (chuckles)

- Well, maybe we can meet
at David’s tomorrow morning,

and I could buy you one.

- How does 7AM work for you?

- I’ll be there.

- [Darcy] Okay.

♪ Can we meet in the dark ♪

♪ We don’t have to say much ♪

(Darcy sighs)

- Okay, who is that,
and why aren’t you

tearing his clothes off
right now?

- I know, I don’t know.

But I have a feeling I’m
going to have a lot of fun

learning everything about him.

(both laughing)

- That jaw.
- I know.

(Darcy sighs)

♪ ’Cause when we travel light ♪

♪ Something will have to be ♪

(tense music)

- I used to play
with my brother.

(bell dings)

♪