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Get in the car, Sara.

Get in the car, Sara.

You gonna talk to me or not?

Three days, Sara.

You've been gone for three days.

What the hell do you care?

Because the douche bags
you're hanging out with

are brothers of the douche bags

that I grew up with,

and they're not good guys.

Doesn't make them the same people.

You're just 16.

Yeah, and Dad's so
hopped up on sedatives,

he doesn't even know what day it is.

I think I can look after myself.

Have you eaten?

We're eating.

- I know since Mom died...
- Let's not.

You're my sister, not my parent

and not my therapist.

I got to pee.

We need to stick
together through this.

Yeah.

Sorry.

Yeah, okay.

Please drive up
to the first window to pay.

Sara!

Lindy!

Help!

Sara!

Sara!

Sara!

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I understand.

It's not right.

It's not fair.

People go missing every day.

I knew something was wrong.

Have you ever had that...

like a tear in your
stomach and you just know?

Yes.

The police say that they're
doing all that they can,

but nothing is happening.

Then I found your website,

and people said you could help.

I'll try.

Anything I can do, I will.

You're on her computer
right now, aren't you?

Yes.

Then, you're already doing it.

Or I'm doing it for you.

Your daughter's name
is Julia Becker?

How do you know that? I
never told you that.

I'm imaging her
computer's hard drive.

I'll need 24 hours to
analyze it for any clues.

Lindy. Lindy.

Lindy!

Manager's on the move.

Help desk. This is
George, ITT member.

How can I guide you today?

No. That sounds terrible.

Yeah.

That doesn't sound good.

Question for you.

Is it plugged in?

All right, why don't you
try turning the computer on?

Okay.

They're gonna catch you one day.

That's why I have you
watching my back.

You think they care about us?

We're just the information
technology drones

in their enormous
investment company.

Yeah, but if they knew

you were doing charity
work on their dime,

no bueno.

A girl's got to do what
a girl's got to do.

If anyone asks,

tell them I have a
doctor's appointment.

Today's the day, then.

Six months and you made it.

I made it.

I just e-mailed you information
on a missing young woman.

Can you leverage all
the company servers

and work stations tonight?

You owe me.

You love it.

Okay, let's find you, Julia Becker.

I know. I'm sorry. I'm late.

I'm so late.

It's been a crazy day.

Julia Becker.

Do you want a drink
before the restaurant?

Prettier than your picture.

That's unusual.

You coming in?

Are you the one?

Sorry, it's just cheap wine.

You love
yoga and spinning? Well, it shows.

But, we could get knocked over

by a bus tomorrow, right?

Here it is.

You are so hot.

And there's
something wrong with her face.

What is it?

Crooked. Why are they crooked?

You didn't tell me that.

You do it on purpose
to hide your flaws.

They all do.

They're all liars

playing their online games.

- Filthy, crooked teeth.
- Can you try?

Poor girl.

Now I have to kill you.

Are you okay?

Human life, so delicate,

so fragile.

Easy to extinguish.

I look for the freshest,
the juiciest,

the most tender.

USDA prime, Grade A, low-fat,

ultra lean.

The one.

Used to be I had to go outside

to find them.

Not anymore.

The Internet...

God's gift to psychopaths.

Are any of them real?

I need someone real,

someone who understands.

Why do they lie?

They'll pay.

One by one.

EYE CANDY S01E01
- K3U -

Great.

Thank you.

You're a great dancer.

Is that a line?

'Cause that's a bad line.

Well, I'm a bad dancer.

I'm Ben.

Lindy.

What are you doing here?

I thought I should be
the one to clear you.

'Cause you're the reason
I'm here in the first place?

Well, at least this way
you have to see me.

Can we get this over with?
I've got things to do.

What things?

Why are you really here, Ben?

Well, you never gave
me a chance to say it,

but I am sorry for
what happened, Lindy.

For which part?

Lying about being a cop
or when you turned me in?

You can hide behind being a hacker.

White knight cyber vigilante.

You know I don't believe in labels.

Justify it any way you want,
you still broke the law.

That's a matter of perspective.

Look...

I know you were trying
to find your sister,

but if you'd followed
through with that job,

those people,

you'd have gotten a
hell of a lot more

than six months parole.

Is that how you justify
what happened?

You saved me?

You didn't save me, Ben.

You ever ask yourself
what would have happened

if we met at another time?

No.

I do.

You're free to go.

Lindy, thank God you're here.

I've been worried sick.

Okay, so are you?

Liberated.

Finally we can celebrate.

Okay, tonight, drinks are on me.

Drinks are always on you.

And don't you forget it.

Only the best.

Sophia, look...

You bail and I increase your rent

as penalty for living

with a depressingly
melancholy roommate.

Wait.

You saw Ben, didn't you.

He was there. I had no choice.

No! No, no, no, no.

We cannot go through this again.

I almost needed therapy
for that breakup.

God, okay, I need
something stronger.

- It's fine. It's over. I'm done.
- You know what?

That is exactly the thing
that my mom would say

when she left my father
every few years.

You would think it was
the piles of money

that brought her back, but no.

- It was the money.
- Okay, partly,

but you and Ben have
that kind of love

that steals a piece of your heart.

And, honey, until you
fill it with somebody new,

you're just gonna keep
going back for more.

It's over.

Okay, then tonight we have fun.

Look, Ben broke your heart,

but you have to get back out there.

You know, start dating,

live your life.

I'm living my life,

and a man doesn't define it.

Valid point.

To freedom.

To freedom.

I need, like, a lime or...

That was a big shot.

Where did you go, Julia?

You're kidding, right?

Welcome to the
world of modern dating.

You're, like, a century late.

- I'm not doing it.
- What?

It's what all the kids are doing.

We're not kids.

Okay, and we are not married either.

I already made you a profile.

I'll delete it.

I won't tell you the password.

Really? You remember
that I'm a hacker, right?

Okay, that is the type of behavior

that got us put here
in the first place.

Look, I'm gonna get you over Ben,

you're gonna find somebody new...

Okay, we've been over this.

And when was I ever the kind of girl

who used an app to meet guys?

Tonight.

Look, don't be such a snob.

This way you can find
out what a boy is selling

long before you talk to him.

Eye Candy? You called me Eye Candy?

What?

I thought it was catchy.

Tonight I'm running the show,

and the men are coming to you.

Ralph. Boss.

How's it looking in there?

Lady, we're gonna crowd
this place tonight.

Discipline me, New York.

Teach me a lesson.

You're late.

Thought it was gonna be just us.

She never goes out.

I'm standing right here.

Plans change, Connor.

Yo, Frankie, I
need to talk to you.

How's it going?

Just because Sophia's
our best friend

doesn't mean we have to
pretend to like one another.

Good 'cause it's exhausting.

Since when were you
trolling Flirtual?

Sophia's idea.

Understand that's a loaded weapon

you have in your hands.

You need to know exactly
what you're doing.

Give me that.

Yup. Over there.

Yeah. No, see?

"Best picture he's
ever taken" syndrome.

Forget.

Who puts a dog as their pic?

Someone who's never gonna love you

as much as they love this pooch.

Forget.

No face show.

Definitely hiding something.

Serial killer. Forget.

We are so doomed as a generation.

Flirt.

What? No. Flirt, flirt, flirt.

What does that mean?

Means he likes you.

How do you know?

'Cause he's walking
right towards us.

Eye Candy?

Yes.

Don't ask.

Well, it would be more embarrassing

if you didn't live up to the name.

Thank you.

Look, I was... I was
just leaving, actually.

My friends are outside,

but... can we grab a drink sometime?

What, they have to sanction this?

Yeah, no, they put me
on this stupid thing.

How stupid can it be?

I met you.

Okay, he is so hot, it burns.

And that accent... delish.

Beginner's luck. Don't get cocky.

Remember, that's a slot
machine of men in your hands.

Slot machines were designed
to steal your money.

Ka-ching, ka-ching!

I'm a doctor. Pediatrics.

That must be tough.

Why?

Sick kids.

I do my best to try to cure them.

Forget.

Too active. Not active enough.

That's depressing.

Cool glasses.

Forget.

Antiseptic. Too much.

Yeah. That works.

Eye Candy?

- Yeah.
- Name's Reese.

I import cars.

- Expensive cars.
- Really?

You like cars?

Who doesn't?

Hello, Lindy.

Detective Galligan.

You know, as part of your parole,

you weren't supposed to put
your hands near a computer.

Haven't you heard?

I'm all reformed now.

Well, let's say I'm you.

But you're not me.

You're a cop.

But if I was,

I'd situate myself in
a big corporation,

camouflage myself,

use all that server
power to find people.

Missing people.

Sounds creative.

What's not so creative

is I've got several illegal log-ins

to the NYPD missing
persons database.

Has your signature all over it.

Somebody's got to
deal with the police.

Won't, don't, or can't?

Good memory.

Night, Detective.

Just because Ben still loves you

doesn't mean I won't do my job.

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Someone's watching me.

Girl, are you home?

What's wrong?

You look super violated.

Some creep was spying on me

using my computer's camera.

I had a Peeping Tom once.

Put a giant mirror in my window,

made him stare at himself all night.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Of... Of course. Thank you.

Thank you, Connor.

Glad you two are becoming friends.

Let's not get carried away.

What are you doing?
What... What is she doing?

I'm gonna see what
this creep looks like.

I'll run a netsec command
to display all active

TCP/UDP connections,

then I'll use his
methodology against him

and activate his camera.

It sounds easier than it is.

Yeah. Forget I asked.

And...

What the hell is that?

That's creepy.

- So creepy.
- Don't you see?

He must have known that
I'd be able to do that.

Who?

Whoever I just met off Flirtual.

Okay, so let me get
this completely clear.

Some psycho is sending
you weird text messages

and performs this
extremely disturbing

form of cyber foreplay,

and you want to go
on a date with him?

Technically, it's three of them.

Three guys asked me out on Flirtual,

and this way I can catch him.

Okay, even more of a reason
that this is a bad idea.

Look, we're terrified. Aren't we?

Okay, at least I am.
Lindy, look at my hand.

My hand is shaking.

I'll be fine.

Maybe what Sophia is trying to say

is she feels responsible
for signing you up

- on Flirtual.
- No!

No, no. What I'm saying is...

God, this is insane.

We need to call the cops.

No.

You know why I can't do that.

I have to investigate

- the Flirtual guys myself.
- Okay...

the only way I am
letting you do this

is if you do it in the club.

- Free drinks?
- Free drinks.

Too "Love me, stalk me, kill me"?

Not helping.

Technology isn't
bringing us closer together.

It's allowing us to treat
people as disposable.

I mean, we talk all day

through all these
electronic devices.

We don't look people in the eye.

There's no accountability.

But is technology or
the way human nature

uses technology to blame?

I don't like you.

I don't like what you did,
and I don't like who you are.

But Lindy could be out there

with a sexual predator
cyber-stalker weirdo,

and it's my fault.

So, my motto, "Why leave
things to chance?"

All I know is, I am sitting here

opposite one of the
most beautiful girls

in this whole place.

You want a drink?

Sure.

Bartender, two more, please.

He's pretty cute for a madman.

Yeah, I travel to Europe a lot.

The car shows, you know.
Italy, mostly.

You look a little Italian yourself.

Puerto Rican. My mother.

Never been.

You should. It's beautiful.

Yeah? Maybe on our honeymoon.

I'm just messing with you.

He... He's bad.

She always fidgets
with her little finger

when she doesn't trust somebody.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

The line at the door was crazy.

No problem.

Good game?

Trust me, you don't want to know.

It'll steal hours of your life.

- I want my life stolen.
- You sure?

I'm a big boy.

You'll hate me.

I doubt that.

Once I download this
game, you're on your own.

Every time I play with
it, I'll think of you.

What's she doing?

She's hacking his phone.

I thought a guy
was cheating on me once.

I know, what idiot would try that?

Lindy hacked the creep's phone,

and I got to spy on his every move.

God, total cheating sociopath.

I'm going to the bathroom.
I'll be right back.

Okay.

What are you doing?

I'm on a date.

No, you're not.

- Yes, I am.
- With a stalker?

You're dating stalkers now?

Sophia told you?

- She hates you.
- Yes.

But she loves you.

What's going on?

None of your business.

That's soda water.

Don't drink and date stalkers.

- Everything all right?
- Yeah.

I hope we get a chance
to do this again.

I'm walking this way.
Do you want to...

Yeah, no. I have to...

I have to wake up early
tomorrow for a thing,

so I called a car.

Did it work?

Dates one and two, phones are live.

Just trying phone number three.

And...

Why the hell are we looking at you?

What? Why are... we're
looking at your... your face.

No! No, no, no, no, no. He
picked up the wrong phone!

Stop!

He went the opposite direction.

What...

Peter?

Peter.

I think you took my
phone by mistake.

_

We tracked the IP adress he used,

it was redirected to
three diferent countries,

one of which is a bulletproof host.

Law enforcement won't
get any cooperation there.

I'll keep looking, but
it's as good as a dead end.

Figures.

This guy knows exactly
what he's doing.

Can I use this?

If you promise to behave.

You're fine.

What I'm about to show
you is not exactly legal.

Are you telling us
so we won't be mad

or so you won't go to jail.

Show us.

I hacked into Flirtual.

Yep, that's not legal.

I cross-referenced

the NYPD missing persons database

against all Flirtual users.

Three other New Yorkers
have gone missing

in the past three months.

Each had Flirtual profiles.

Each went on dates.

Each got disturbing texts
from a nameless profile,

and each person vanished.

Lindy, half of single
New York is on this app.

And the not-so-single.

And they all talk to one
another just like that.

What if someone is using Flirtual
to stalk and maybe kill people?

Okay...

a serial killer.

You're gonna need more than a hunch.

You okay?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

I'm staying with you.

- You really don't have to.
- Yeah, I do.

I'm staying with you
until we can get

a protective detail organized.

We are gonna catch
this crazy, I promise.

I need a shower.

Maybe we should...

you know, order some takeout?

Jackson's?

Sure.

I've got an idea.

Why don't we get you out
of town for the weekend?

Remember that little
B&B in Rhinebeck?

Lindy.

Lindy?

Lindy!

Lindy!

What are you doing up here?

I needed some air.

You didn't hear me calling?
Something could have happened.

No.

Maybe you should just cut
this police officer a break.

So, now you're admitting
to being a cop.

You don't look like a cop.

I'm gonna need to see your badge.

I have a gun.

I don't believe in guns.

What do you believe in?

This isn't exactly fair.

That I took your gun?

No.

That I'm virtually
naked and you're not.

The city's so bright,
you can't see a single star.

I always imagine
that stars are people.

Billions and billions of people.

And that somewhere out there,

one of them is my sister.

You've done everything you can.

What if I never find her?

What if I never know.

When ships were... were lost at sea,

they'd use the stars in
relation to the moon

and the horizons to
find their bearings.

Around her

is somebody who knows what happened.

Someone who's seen her,
talked to her, cared for her.

Loved her.

Killed her.

One of them will talk.

One of them will make
a mistake, leave a clue,

tell us where she is.

It'll take just one
to show you the way.

I'm leaving.

- You okay?
- Yeah. Tommy and Ben

have the suspects
under surveillance.

Text if you need anything.

So, Tommy says Jake Bolin
is spending the night in

with some Indian takeout,
while I am on a date

at a coffee shop with Reese
Hennessey and a blonde.

Not even 24 hours

and he's already on to someone else.

Well, he wasn't exactly my type.

What... what is your type?

I'm reviewing applications.

I'm switching shifts in an hour.

I'll pick you up. Great.

_

What the hell?

Lovers, leave a message.

Sophia, he is in the
apartment with you.

Get out!

Ben, he's at
the apartment with Sophia!

- Slow down.
- Listen to me!

He rigged the place with cameras.

The killer is in there with her.

Don't go in, you hear me?
I'm calling for backup.

Taxi!

Williamsburg!

What's going on?

Sophia! He's in the
apartment with you.

- Get out!
- What are you talking about?

I'm at the club, Lindy.

- Lindy?
- It was a recording.

Lindy, who's at the apartment?

Ben!

What is that?

It's New York. We have traffic.

Pick up.

Pick up!

Ben!

Ben!

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Where is he?

_

Ben.

Lindy?

Ben, are you all right?

Listen to me, don't...
don't come looking for me.

What are you talking about?

It's too late to save me.

Ben, what's happening?

_

No, no, no, no, no.
You stay with me.

You stay with me!

_

Say what?!

Lindy...

I love you, Ben.

I love you, Ben.

It'll take just one
to show you the way.

No, no, no. No!

Where is he? Please!

Where is he?

"It'll take just one
to show you the way."

Ben!

My God.

Ben.

Ben!

Honey.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorr... No!

Please we got to go. We
got to get out of here.

- Ben!
- Come on, come on.

- Come on, let's go!
- Ben!

I had to kill Ben.

You'll understand someday.

Are you the one?

The ideal?

You made it this far.

But we are just getting started.

Sync by caioalbanezi
Corrected by kinglouisxx