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[breathing heavily]

[siren blaring]

[officer] Please move back.

[police radio chatter]

[officer]
Please move back, sir.

Sir, please.

Sir, move back.

[man speaks indistinctly]

[dog barking]

Well, welcome to Chicago.

[grunts] First time here?

Yes. Yes, it is.

So, what made you come here
from Seattle?

How do you know
I'm from Seattle?

I can read.

My husband,
he grew up here.

Yeah? He a native?

Yeah. Born and raised.

Ah, my ex, she wanted me
to leave for Miami.

I wouldn't have it.

No way was I loosing
my home court advantage.

Well, if you loved her
you would've moved.

If she had loved me,
she would've stayed.

All right, let's see.

That's gonna be 50 bucks.

I should've
charged you 65,

but seeing as
you're new in town...

Well, I thought the flat rate
from the airport was 35?

Hmm. Right there.

You're not the only one
who can read.

You're gonna do
all right here, lady.

Hey, sexy.

-Hi. [giggles]
-Hi.

God! I'd forgotten
how good you look.

It seems like
it's been years.

Oh, it's only
been two weeks.

You know me.

When it comes to you,
I'm in dog years.

-I missed you.
-[grunting]

You're gonna love it here,
Paige. I promise.

[laughs] Come on.

You think I brought
enough stuff? [laughs]

[Mark]
I was expecting more.

[Paige] Here, let me
get the small ones.

[Mark] I'm okay.

Honey, what's in here?

[chuckles]
The old apartment.

[chuckles]

Oh. Wait a second.
[panting]

-Close you eyes.
-Why?

Just close your eyes.

Now, open them.

[gasps]

This place is amazing!

[laughing] I know.

I can hardly
believe it myself.

It beats the hell out
of that one bedroom rat hole
in Seattle, huh?

Hey, I liked our rat hole.

It had charm.

Oh, come on. Not like
this place though, huh?

How did you find this place?

This was the place
I told you about.

This was the last one
I looked at.

I still can't believe that
nobody snatched it up.

[laughs]

Oh, before I forget, hon,

the movers are coming here
tomorrow at 9:00,

and unfortunately
I can't be here.

They got me coming in for
this 8:30 meeting, so--

I'll be fine.

That was pretty easy.
[sighs]

I keep expecting
to wake up any second

and just realize
that this is all a dream.

Getting paid to
design sky scrapers...

I mean,
who would have thought?

I knew you could do it.

God. I am so proud of you.

I bet... you're dying to see
the bedroom.

[both laugh]

[grunts teasingly]
Bedroom now.

Welcome to the nest.

Oh!

Oh, Mark, I love it.

You sure about that?

I'm positive.

I just want to make sure
everything is absolutely
perfect for you.

[sighs]

It is.

You'd let me know
if it wasn't, right?

It's perfect.

[chuckles]

[romantic music playing]

[door opens]

[footsteps approaching]

[whispering] Mark?

Huh? What's wrong?

I heard something.

I think someone's in
the living room.

[grunts] Wait here.

Wait.

Wait! Could we just--

-Do you think that's safe?
-Ssh. Stay there.

[sighs]

[thuds]

[gasps]

[Mark groans]

[Paige] Mark?

[Mark groaning]

[gasps] Mark?

[grunting] He got away, hon.

But he told me
to give you this.

-[laughs]
-Jerk.

It wasn't funny.
No! Get away from me.

Come here. You weren't really
worried about me, were you?

Yes! Of course I was.

-I'm sorry.
-[sighs]

[Mark] You care.
You really care.

[Paige] I was scared.
[laughs]

[upbeat music playing]

Oh. Please put it over here.

Oh, no, no, no.
Turn it.

[sighs]

Wait.

Could you hold the door?

Thanks.

[grunts]

Here we are.

Good. Thanks. [laughs]

-[grunts] Oh. Gosh.
-Oh.

No, I got it. I got it.
Can you hit six?

[sighs]

You're in 511, aren't you?

Yeah. Just moving in.

Yeah, I noticed. [laughs]

-I'm Milton.
-Paige.

[clicks tongue] Hey.

So, uh, how long
you've been married?

Excuse me?

[laughs] Right. Right.
It's six months.

Ah. Newly weds, huh?

So, what, you knew your husband
long before you tied the knot?

Huh?

Oh. Ah, excuse me, uh...

I just tend to, uh,
be a little nosy

when a pretty girl
moves into the building.

Especially when it
reminds me of my daughter.

-Oh, you have a daughter?
-Yeah. Yeah.

-[elevator bell dings]
-Ah, here we are.

You know, actually we've only
known each other nine months.

Love at first sight, huh?
[laughs]

Yeah, something like that.

Look, if you need anything,

you know, anything at all,
I'm just upstairs at 611.

Oh. So,
you're right above us?

Yeah. Yeah, that's me.

Okay. Well, it's nice
meeting you.

Yeah, yeah. Take care.

[floorboard creaks]

[wind blowing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[sighs]

[thumping]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

-Hello?
-[Mark] Hey, Paige.

Just calling to let you know
I'm running late tonight.

Oh. Is, is everything okay?

Oh, yeah. Everything's fine.
Just paying my dues.

Hmm. Okay.

I love you.

I love you more.

[chuckles]

Oh, you got that?
Do you need a hand?

Oh, I think I got it.
Thanks.

I'm Scott.
I'm right here.

Paige. I'd shake your hand,
but--

No, no. Look, I understand,
I went...

through the same thing
couple of months ago myself.

Are you, uh, alone or...

-Married.
-Oh, cool. All right.

You know, actually, do you think
you could get the door for me?

Oh. Sure. There you go.

-Thank you.
-Any time.

So, get this,

after the meeting,
he pulls me aside

and tells me that
in another year or two,

I can head
the golden commission.

That represents, like,
20% of the sky scrapers
in this city.

They're just gonna let me
step into it, just like that.

That sounds like you're
impressing the right people.

I guess so.

I don't want to sound
ungrateful, but...

I feel like
I don't deserve it.

Some people have worked
their whole lives
for something like this,

and they don't even
come close to it.

You're gifted, Mark.

Accept it.

[chuckles]

You're not having any regrets,
are you, about moving here?

Mm-mmm. Absolutely not.

I just want to know,
because you came so close

to making
junior partner, I--

It's no big deal.

I know how hard you worked,
Paige, and...

and to pull up stakes
to come out here with me...

It's fine.

Look, what's done is done.

So, let's just
enjoy this, okay?

Because this is
so exciting for us.

I mean, it's, like,
a once in a lifetime
opportunity.

I just want to make sure
you're happy. That's all.

I am happy.

To Chicago?

Mm-hmm. To Chicago.

[somber music playing]

Oh. Hi.
I'm your new neighbor.

[shower running]

[phone ringing]

Leave a message.

[beeps]

[Paige] Hi, you've reached
the Emersons.

Leave us a message
and we'll call you back.

[beeps]

[beeps]

Fine. Don't leave a message.

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

[man] Yeah, I'm looking
for Mark Emerson.

Who's this?

[sighs] Let me start over.

This is Hugh,
Mark's father.

Oh, my God. Hugh, hi.
It's Paige.

Oh, I'm sorry
I missed the wedding.

Did you get my card?

Yeah. I did. It was, um,
very nice.

Thank you.

It sounds like my son's
a very lucky man.

How's he doing?

Really good.

He just, uh, he got a job
at an architectural firm.

He's so excited.

Well, we're both
very excited.

It's been crazy. [laughs]

Yeah, he told me about that
a few weeks ago.

It's fantastic.

Paige, would you mind, uh,
giving him a message for me?

Sure. Hold on, just let me get
something to write it on.

-[radio static]
-Hello?

Oh, are you on a cell?
It's a really bad connection.

Hello?

[tsking]
Okay, call me back.

[clattering]

[gasps]

[suspenseful music playing]

[somber music playing]

Hello, I'm Irene.

Paige.

It's nice to
finally meet you.

Okay. Well,
I'll see you around.

I wouldn't unpack those boxes
if I were you.

[Paige]
What do you mean?

Your apartment's cursed.

What do you mean?

Last year a man and
his girlfriend died

in their own bed.

They were punished.

Someone died
in our apartment?

You have your fire escape
blocked.

Don't you think
it's kind of dangerous?

I wouldn't use it anyway.
I'm terrified of heights.

Then why do you live
on the fifth floor?

It reminds me
of my mortality.

Excuse the mess, I...
I don't get much company.

Where was I?

You said that someone died
in our apartment.

Oh, yes.

It was rumored he was
connected to the mafia.

Everyone thought
he or his girlfriend

had fallen asleep
with a lit cigarette,

but I know
what really happened.

They punished him.

"They"?

The bad people.

They were with him
the night they died.

I heard their voices
so angry,

so full of hate.

He was punished
for his sins.

They'll punish you, too.

For what?

How well do you know
your husband?

What do you mean?

Has he ever done anything
criminal?

No. No, my husbands
not a criminal.

If you're pure, you have
nothing to worry about.

But if you're hiding
something...

Beware!

Right.

Okay. Um, you know,
I have to go.

You haven't heard
the noises at night?

[scoffs]

You haven't
felt them watching?

[laughs]

You learn something
new everyday, huh?

This is nice.

Father-daughter shootout.

My dad likes skeet shooting,
what can I say?

Okay.

[sighs]

Something on your mind?

Okay, first of all...

there's our neighbor, Irene...

She says our apartment
is cursed.

"Cursed"?

That's what she said.
She said that someone
died in here.

[sighs] Well...

somebody dying
in our apartment
is pretty creepy,

but totally possible.

And we're in a big city.
It has a history. People die.

She said, like, murdered.

These bad people punished
some guy in here.

Hmm. Sounds exciting.

[scoffs]

You're not some sort of
serial killer, are you?

No, just a few hitchhikers
here and there.

I wouldn't go so far as to
say serial, like...

Ha. See?
I knew you had a secret.

[sighs]

Come on, sweetheart.

You don't really have
a problem with this, do you?

Not really.
But the other day,

I heard weird noises
in the wall.

That wall, that we share
with Irene.

Maybe it was her television.

Right.

That's what I thought.
But Irene doesn't have a TV.

She doesn't even have a radio.

Ah... Well, it can only
mean one thing.

-What?
-She's right.

Our apartment's cursed.

[laughing] What? Come on.

-Right here?
-Yeah.

I don't hear anything,
sweetheart.

It could be the plumbing,
or the wiring or something,

but you let me know
if you hear it again,
all right?

Yeah.

You said there was
something else?

[sighs]

Today when I got out of
the shower there was this,

this man staring at me.

What?

That maintenance man.

He was right outside
our bedroom window.

He was watching you?

Well, he was...
he was outside...

Yeah, I mean, he was
outside the bedroom window

in one of those
cherry picker things,

and I was on the phone,
in my towel

and this man
is staring at me.

You know, I'm gonna call
the super
and complain about this.

No wonder
you've been so jumpy.

[sighs]

Is there more?

Your father called today.

That's the first time
I ever spoke to him.

He seems like
a nice enough guy.

Really?

What'd he say?

Not much.
He had a message for you,
but the phones cut out,

and I think he was on a cell
and he didn't call back.

[sighs]

You ever gonna
talk about him?

I talk about him.

No, you don't.

[sighs] Look. You know all you
need to know about him.

He was an undercover cop,

he retired, and now he just
does his own thing.

He wasn't the most
open man in the world.

It's part of the lifestyle.

Yeah. But, I mean, maybe if
you talk to him now--

Sweetheart, I wouldn't know
where to begin.

It's not like
we were that close,

and quite frankly,
I don't care.

He seemed really interested
in you today.

Well...

I'm sorry, I didn't...
I don't meant to upset you.

I'm not upset, all right?

I'm just gonna go in
the other room and finish up
some work.

You need me out here,
or are you fine?

No. No, I can handle it.

All right. I'll go call
the super.

[floorboard creaking]

[suspenseful music playing]

[door opens]

Hello?

Hello?

[suspenseful music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

Excuse me.
What happened?

Lady had an accident.
Fell off the fire escape.

-[indistinct chatter]
-Excuse me.

People, please stay back.
Do not cross this line.

Thank you.

Please stay back.

[officer] Okay, call me
at the police station.

-Anything else?
-Paige.

Are you the next door
neighbor? Thanks.

Yes. We just moved in.

Do you mind if I ask you
a few questions?

Uh, no, not at all.

Did she seem depressed
in anyway, or suicidal?

No. A little eccentric maybe,
but not suicidal.

Um...

the officer downstairs said

that she had an accident
watering her plants?

[tsking] Yeah.
That's what it looks like.

That's not possible.

I went to
visit her yesterday

and she had this huge armoire
blocking the fire escape,

and she said that
she was afraid of heights.

She never went out there.

Are you sure about that?

Yeah. I'm positive.

Would you mind coming with me
for a minute, please?

[indistinct radio chatter]

No, see...

See that armoire
was here and...

[sighs]

Paige?
How're you doing, Paige?

Uh... [sighs]

Want to talk?

She didn't seem like somebody
who would kill herself.

Well, most likely she just
lost her balance and fell.

Or maybe she had
a heart attack, who knows?

What about the plants?

That I can't answer.

But, uh, I know that
Irene has been

a little unpredictable
over the last few years.

May God bless her.
We all loved her, but...

she was loosing it.

Really?

Well, you met her.

[sighs]

She asked me if Mark did
anything criminal.

She actually said that?

-Yeah.
-God.

She also told me that
the apartment was cursed.

That it punished people.

[scoffs]

That sounds crazy, right?
[laughs]

The apartment
punishes people?

[laughs] I mean, you're right,
it does sound crazy.

She also told me that the guy
who lived there before us

burned to death in his bed.

Paige, I've been here
for 20 years, I don't know
anything about that.

It sure sounds like something
Irene would say.

What do you mean?

Well, a few years ago
she tried to convince me

that this apartment was haunted
by the ghost of a serial killer.

[laughs] I mean,
I couldn't sleep for weeks.

She told you that?

Yeah. I mean, ask anyone
in the building,

they all know
an Irene story.

[somber music playing]

Hey.

-Late again, huh?
-Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

The firm's really
cracking whip.

Oh. I called you at 6:00,
but they said
you had already had left.

Really?

Oh, we have
a new receptionist,

so maybe she got
our lines crossed.

I got your message about
the lady next door.

It's really awful.

I tried to get off work earlier
to be here, but I couldn't.

-You all right?
-[scoffs]

Okay.

The police said that she had
an accident watering her plants,

but she did not
have any plants.

And she had
this huge armoire

that was completely blocking
the fire escape.

She said she was afraid
of heights.

She said she hadn't been
out there in years.

Are you sure there were
plants before?
Maybe you missed them.

[sighs] No, I'm positive.

[sighs]

[scoffs] Now, what?
You don't believe me?

I didn't say that.

Then why are you
looking at me like that?

Paige, you're under
a lot of pressure right now.

You're in a new city,
you're trying to adjust.

That's a lot of stress
for anyone.

[laughs] What, you think
I'm losing my mind?

No. I know exactly
what I saw.

-Where are you going?
-I'm going for a walk.

Paige, come on.

[somber music playing]

[sighs]

Oh.

[suspenseful music playing]

[muffled voices]

Hey, Paige.

Scott. Oh!

I thought you were home,
I could hear voices.

Oh. Ah, no,
I leave my TV on.

I just hate coming home to...
a silent apartment.

So, what's up?

Ah, it's just... You wouldn't
happen to know

who was in our apartment
before us?

No. Why?

Just curious.

Milton might know.

I mean, I've only been here
for couple of months,

but he's been here forever.

Yeah. Right. Okay.
All right, thanks.

Is there anything else
I could do?

No. No. Uh, I have to go.

Okay, bye.

[suspenseful music playing]

[sighs]

So, Irene was right
about Martel...

and you told me that
you didn't know
anything about it.

Why would you lie to me?

It's something that most of
us would rather forget.

I don't understand.

Paige...

It's just not something
you want getting around.

And you just moved
into the building,

I didn't want you getting
all weird about the apartment.

I'm sorry. I mean...
You mad at me?

No. [sighs]

Oh, I'm just...
I'm so confused.

-About?
-[sighs]

Irene said that
she heard voices

the night that Martel
had his accident.

Well, I'm sure that Irene heard
a lot of voices in her day.

Oh, come on, Paige,
you're not gonna go there.

I mean, this
"cursed apartment" thing?

[piano music playing]

-Can I help you?
-[gasps]

Oh. I was, uh--

You're the neighbor from
next door, right?

You're not supposed
to be here.

[stammers]
I'm leaving.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Amelie] How did you
get my address?

Well, I told you I,
I looked it up.

You can find just about
anything online these days.

I don't know anything more about
my brother and his girlfriend.

I already told the police
everything there is to say.

Oh, Mrs. Martel,
I'm not the police.

No?

Then who are you?

I'm living in
his apartment now.

I just... I want to know
what happened.

[sighs]

They called it an accident.

Bruce didn't have
an accident.

He had enemies.

So, you think that
someone killed him?

[scoffs] Most definitely.

Who?

Bruce told me...

that he felt like
people were watching him.

[scoffs] He was paranoid.

Was almost as if...

As if the place
was making him insane.

Do you understand?

They said
that my brother

burned in his bed
from a lit cigarette.

That was no accident.

How do you know?

Because Bruce didn't smoke.

And neither
did his girlfriend.

[suspenseful music intensifies]

So tonight you're going to
meet the man himself.

Mansfield can be
a little intimidating, but...

I think you'll like him.

Earth to Paige.

[chuckles] I did some
checking up today

on what Irene said about
the guy who burned to death

in our apartment.

She was right.

Why're you so obsessed
with this?

[sighs] Because it's just
not adding up.

Everything doesn't
have to add up, Paige.

Life is like that.

Yeah, right. But don't you think
it's kind of strange that

right after she tells me this,
she has an accident,

and falls off
her fire escape?

Maybe it was a coincidence.

And maybe it was
a coincidence

that Martel fell asleep
with a lit cigarette,

and the man
didn't even smoke.

How do you know
he didn't smoke?

Because I, I spoke with
his sister today.

You spoke
to his sister today?

-Uh-huh.
-[laughs]

You see, that is what makes
you an amazing lawyer.

And you're gonna make
junior partner in record time.

You just latch onto something
like a pit bull

and you don't let go, ever.

That's what
I love about you.

Mark, I'm serious.

I know you are.

But if you go out
looking for a problem,

you're gonna find one,
whether it's there or not.

Now, come on,
let's go have some fun.

[Mansfield] So, how are you
settling in, Mark?

[Mark] It's been hectic,
but now that Paige is here
to help out, it's fine.

[Mansfield] You should be
proud of your husband.

[Paige] Oh, I am.

I brag about him
every chance I get.

He's gonna go far
in this firm.

It's not everyday you find a man
with his kind of focus,

his kind of work ethic.

Well, thank you
very much, sir.

When can we see
the revised plans?

Monday morning
at the latest.

I've also got some new ideas
I'd like to run past you.

You know, it was like
when we had our first child.

I mean, all our energy
was there in one place,
but she did it.

She passed the bar
first try.

Oh, congratulations.
I'm so happy for you.

I was lucky
in few questions.

And I had Jim's help.

Come on, honey, you were
in the zone. It was all you.

Jim, you're embarrassing me.

What? I can brag a little,
can't I?

[all laugh]

Paige, what do you do?

I'm a criminal lawyer.

I'm just getting settled in
right now,

but I'll look for something
in the spring.

Hmm.

Better not wait too long.
You might lose your edge.

[both laugh]

Personally I want to know

how he stepped over Anthony
for that job.

I mean, Anthony has been

working his butt off for
the last eight months.

It's obvious someone
pulled strings.

I mean, Mark may be good, but
there's no way he's that good.

Any idea what she does?
His wife.

Well, I heard she's a lawyer.

But she sounds more like
a Stepford wife to me.

I mean, she left a promising
career to move here with Mark.

Now, she has to
start all over again.

[with German accent]
Herrgott.

[chuckles]

[somber music playing]

You look amazing.

Thank you.

[sighs]

You are thousand miles away,
sweetheart, what's wrong?

I just overheard some
of the other wives

at the party, in the bathroom,
talking about us.

Oh, yeah?

What'd they say?

They said that someone pulled
strings to get you your job.

Right.

Well, they're just jealous.

You have to tune
that stuff out.

Hmm.

Unless of course
you believe them.

[scoffs]

Um... all right.

Maybe I pulled some strings
on my grades, too, huh?

Or maybe I bribed someone

to get on the top five percent
of my class?

And all those evenings
you saw me studying,

I guess they just
never happened, huh?

Wasn't it you who said
I of all people deserved it?

I'm not questioning you.

Well, you did.

Look, I'm not gonna pretend

that I'm not amazed that
I got this job.

Because I am.
Believe me.

I just find it a little ironic

that they said that considering
all the other junior partners,

every single one of them,

the only reason they got
through the front door

is because of their families.

I didn't exactly grow up
in a life of comfort.

Everything I got,
I got it on my own.

My mom died when
I was a kid and...

my dad was a cop.

So, there's not a lot of good
he's gonna do

in a situation like that.

Is that why
you're not close?

We're not close because
he doesn't care.

When he was around,
my mom and I were
like furniture to him.

The only thing he cared about
was his job.

I just find it funny that
he's changed his tune
now that he needs me.

Why? How does he need you?

You know something...

I don't want to
talk about him.

-Why not?
-Because I don't.

Can you respect that?

[scoffs] Fine. Whatever.

[sighs]

What's with
all the questions lately?

[scoffs] I'm curious.

No, it's more than that.

Ever since you came here,
you've...

Yeah?

You've been acting
a little paranoid.

Every little thing
means something.

Are you not happy here?

Why would you say that?

If you're uncomfortable,
moving here to be with me,

then just come right out
and say it, all right?

These games, Paige,
it's not you,

it's not the person
I married.

Yeah, well, if my gut
is telling me something,

then I'm gonna listen to it.

It's who I am.

What about your heart?

Are you gonna listen
to that, too?

[suspenseful music playing]

[phone ringing]

[beeps]

[Paige] Hi, you've reached
the Emersons.

Leave us a message
and we'll call you back.

[beep]

[low whirring]

[beep]

[phone ringing]

Oh, God.

-Hello?
-[Hugh] Hello, Paige.

Hugh! Hey, why don't you ever
leave messages?

Why do you let your machine
answer when you're there?

I'm sorry we got cut off
the other day.

Oh, it's...
I understand.

Listen, you want me to give
you Mark's number at work

and you can call him there?

I'm calling because, uh,
I'm coming to town
in a few days.

I hope we could
get together.

Oh! Oh, that's great.

Oh, it will be so nice
to finally meet you.

I want this to be low key.

I don't want Mark to make
a big deal about this.

Yeah. But, I mean,
it is a big deal.

[static]

Hello?

Paige, I'm really busy
right now.

I thought you would wanna know
that your father called again.

You still there?

Yeah, I'm still here.
What did he say?

Well, he said that he is coming
to town in a couple of days,

and he wants to get together.

He actually said that?

Yeah.

Why? Is there something
wrong with that?

[scoffs]

Oh, God, I thought you were
gonna be happy about this.

You know, I called you
as soon as I found out.

[sighs] Look,
can we talk about
this when I get home?

Is something wrong?

There's nothing wrong.

Then why are you acting
so weird about this?

Look, Paige, I'm at work
and I'm really busy, all right?

I'll call you later.

[somber music playing]

[gasps]

[exhales]

[dialing]

[cab driver]
That'll be $15.60.

-Keep the change.
-Thank you.

[inaudible]

Lady?

[inaudible]

Lady, you're getting
out or what?

No.

Can you just keep driving?

[somber music playing]

[Paige] It feels so weird
telling you all this.

It's just that I don't know
anybody in this city.

Are you kidding?
It's, it's an honor.

My daughter went
through the same thing about
two years ago and...

she never talked to me
about it.

What happened?

Oh, it turns out it was just
a misunderstanding.

Maybe it was
one of his colleagues.

Yeah. Well, I don't know,
I saw her the other day.

I was in this cafe,
and she was watching me.

Sometimes everything isn't
what it seems to be,

and I'd hear Mark's side
of the story before
I jump to any conclusions.

He's just gonna lie.

Like he lied
about his dad.

Why did he do that?

If what you told me is true,

it's not exactly something
you brag about.

He told me he retired.

You know, I thought that
they just had a strained
relationship.

I never would've thought
his dad would actually...

Well, I'm sure Mark
had a good reason.
I mean...

Maybe he was ashamed,
Paige, or...

Or maybe he was just
trying to protect you.

No wonder he freaked out
when he called.

I can't even imagine what
Mark must be feeling.

Oh, God.

You don't think that
he could be helping his dad?

[sighs]

[glasses clinking]

[suspenseful music playing]

Oh, God.

Stay away from me!

[Paige grunting]

Get off of me.

[both grunting]

Help!

Help me!

[Paige gasping]

-Paige?
-[Paige crying]

Paige?

Oh, my God,
I heard you scream.

Are you okay?

Oh. Look.

-[crying] Why?
-Come on.

Come. You're okay.
It's okay.

It's okay.

Do you have any idea
what he was after?

Mrs. Emerson?

No. I...

He just... He was just
in the bedroom.

She said she saw
the same guy

looking in our window
a few days ago.

Is this true?

Yeah.

I got out of the shower and
I caught him looking in at me.

Have you noticed anything else
unusual since you moved here?

[scoffs]

[sighs] Detective,
we just moved in,

and we are under tremendous
amount of stress here.

All right.
We can finish this later.

Give me a call if you notice
anything else.

I will. Thank you.

Thank you.

[somber music playing]

You feeling any better?

He could've killed me.

I'm just thankful
you're safe.

Should I get someone for you
to talk to about this?

I don't need a shrink, Mark.

Okay.

[sighs]

Is there anything
I can do?

Don't.

Did I do something?

Why don't you tell me?

What is that
supposed to mean?

Who is she, Mark?

-Who?
-I went by your office today.

Who is she?

Nobody. She...
She's nobody.

I don't think you argue
like that with nobody.

[sighs] Paige.

And I saw her at the cafe.

She was watching me.

Paige, this is not
what you think it is.

Yeah, right.

[sighs]

I'm leaving, Mark.
I'm going back to Seattle.

[sighs]

You're going back to Seattle
because I was talking
to a woman?

There's a lot of things
you're not telling me, Mark.

What?

Your father didn't retire.

You lied.

I can't tell you everything
right now.

I want to more than anything,
but I can't.

Why not?

Because I can't.

You're just gonna
have to trust me.

Well, until you start
actually talking to me,

Mark, that's impossible.

I love you, Paige.

You have to know that.

And you have to know that
I wouldn't do anything

to hurt or betray you.

[door closes]

[somber music playing]

[exhales]

[suspenseful music playing]

[sighs]

[muffled voices]

[grunting]

[beeping]

[exclaims incredulously]

[grunts]

[beeping]

-[man] That's enough.
-[scream]

You... [panting]

Just relax, okay?
Nobody has to get hurt.

Who are you?
Why are you watching me?

Put the baseball bat down.

Stay away from me.

[screaming]

[grunting and gasping]

[suspenseful music playing]

[buzzing]

[man] Damned, Paige,
why did you have to do that?

-Milton?
-You jeopardized my
entire operation today.

You almost killed one of my
best cops yesterday.

I got to hand it to you,

you're on a roll.

Cops?

What are you talking about?

Scott?

How's the secondary mic?

-Ah, looks like she nailed
that one, too.
-[scoffs]

We could have it replaced
in another hour or so.

What the hell
is going on here?

They're undercover
police officers.
They work for me.

Carrie, can you give
Diego a hand?

I'm on it.

You are watching us?

No, we got a live feed
in every room.

You see everything that
we do in our apartment?

It's not an apartment actually,
it's a, uh...

surveillance unit.

We move suspects in.

Let them get comfortable.

We gather the evidence
that we need.

We have, uh, kind of
a deal with the apartment
management company,

it gives us free reign.

So everything you've done
has been carefully monitored
and recorded.

Every sound...

[Paige grunting]

every gesture...

every breath...

Everything.

[Paige] Oh, my God.

Why?

Because, Paige...

your husband's under
surveillance.

Because of his father?

That's right. We think
he's been helping Hugh.

Hugh killed this undercover
police office last year,

'cause he got too close
to his operation.

Operation?

Yes. He's taking a cut
on some illegal gambling
here in the city.

Supplementing his income,
if you know what I mean.

This poor cop cornered him,

paid with his life.

Hugh slit his throat
with a buck knife.

Quietly, efficiently...

then he disappeared.

And no one seen him since.

Except maybe Mark.

We think that
Hugh has contacted Mark,

maybe, dozen times
over the past year.

So we backed off, and,
uh, made him think that
we've just given up.

Then we moved you
into the fish bowl.

You moved us here? How?

Well, that was easy.
We followed Mark,

identified the realtor
he was using.

Chicago Police Force carry
a lot of weight in this city.

You know what I mean?

Quite a great deal you got
in that apartment,
don't you think?

So, when Hugh contacts Mark...
we know it.

When Mark makes a phone call,
or visits a website...

or talks to you in confidence
about his father...

we're on to it.

What about Martel?

Let's just say that situation
got out of control.

So you burned him
in his bed?

No. No. But we did set fire
to the bed in order to cover
our tracks.

What about Irene?

[chuckles]

Oh, come on, Paige,
we're police officers.

We don't push little old ladies
off balconies.

So, why are you telling me
all this?

We need your cooperation.

[gasps] What do you want
from me?

We want you to pretend
this never happened.

When we're done here,
you're going to go back
to your apartment,

we'll help you clean up
the mess that you made,

and then, when your
husband gets home,

you're gonna act like
the good little wife.

And you are not going to
rock the boat.

Are you kidding me?
I can't just act like
none of this happened.

I suggest you try.

Because I'm telling you
right now,

if Mark or anyone else
gets wind of this,

we're going to haul his ass
off to prison for aiding
and abetting his father.

And as for you...

Well, you're an accessory now.

So, connect the dots.

Any life you thought that
you two might have together,

well, that's gonna vanish...

[snaps finger]
like that.

How's this
gonna go down, Paige?

Huh?

You decide.

[sighs]

[door opens]

Hi.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

You don't
have to apologize.

I don't blame you
for being angry.

I should've told you.

I just was really upset
last night

and I wasn't
thinking clearly.

But, today I, um,

I had some time, you know,
to sit down and...

really put things
into perspective.

So, you're not leaving?

I can't leave.

There's things that you're not
willing to share with me,

and that's, that's fine.

I could learn
to live with that.

[soft piano music playing]

You mean that?

A good relationship
is built on trust, right?

Listen, Paige,
about my father--

-No--
-No, please.

Let me say this.

He wasn't exactly
the best chapter in my life.

I didn't tell you,
because I was ashamed.

I understand.

When you told me
he was coming here, I...

I freaked out.

I didn't want to bring you
into all of this.

Bring me into what exactly?

My father
could be a murderer.

That woman you saw me
arguing with,

she's a cop,

and she was
asking questions.

They know I've been
in contact with him.

Mark, I mean, if you know
your dad killed somebody,

why would you help him?

Before he took off...

he told me not to believe
what they were
saying about him.

He said he was innocent.

When they approached me
in Seattle

and told me
what he had done,

and all the evidence
they had against him,

it seemed like
he was guilty, but...

[sighs]

In my heart, I just...

couldn't believe it.

He's still my father.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

Did you paint this wall?

Yeah.

That is weird, I know.

Um...

I just couldn't stand
looking at it anymore.

Just kept reminding me
of what happened.

I can't imagine what you're
going through right now.

You have no idea.

Mark.

Mark.

I, I can't right now.

[Mark] It's okay.
It's okay.

[Mark sighs]

He called me at work today.

[grunting]

Are you gonna see him?

If it means getting him
out of our lives, yeah.

Give me the phone log
from his office.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[panting]

Why can't I
come with you?

[Mark] I told you,
it's out of the question.

Mark. [sighs]

I really, I want to
be there for you.

I know you do.
But this is something
I have to do myself.

I'm not dragging you
into this mess.

Mark...

Honey, please,
it's hard enough as it is.

Don't make it
any more difficult.

Okay.

Thank you.

[beeps]

[sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[door opens]

[gasps]

Get out of here!
What the hell
are you doing?

Get out of here!

Just listen to me.

We want you to
follow Mark tonight.

Get out of here.

And then,
we're gonna follow you.

Do you understand that?

You want me to follow
my own husband?

Well, if you want to keep him
out of prison, yeah.

And then what?

And then you're going
to introduce yourself
to his father,

and while they're distracted
by your glowing personality,

we're going to move in.

Why can't you follow him
yourselves?

We need you to wear a wire,
so we know when to make
our move.

And, Paige, don't even think
about messing up tonight.

Because if Hugh gets wind
that something is wrong,

he will kill you.

He'll slit your throat without
even thinking about it.

So, just be cool.

Because if you don't,

he's gonna jump
right back into hiding again.

Do you understand that?

Paige, do you
understand that?

Yeah.

Good.

Good. So, just do your job.

Act as if nothing is wrong,

and I'm sure everything
is gonna work out for you
and your husband.

Oh, and, Paige,

just try to relax, will you.

Relax?

Give me a break.

[Milton]
We'll be watching you.

[suspenseful music playing]

Meter's ticking.

I know.

Let me guess.
Follow that car.

Could you?

Been a long time since anybody
told me to follow that car.

Roll out.

[engine revving]

[taxi driver]
Hooking up with his
favorite squeeze, huh?

[Paige] Can you just
follow him?

[taxi driver]
I'm sorry. We don't
have to talk about it.

[taxi driver]
Men can be real stinkers
sometimes, you know?

Yeah. Here you go. Thanks.

Thanks.

Give him hell, lady.

[indistinct chatter]

Looking for somebody?

Excuse me.

Hi.

What the hell are you
doing here?

-I, um--
-Did you follow me here?

I really want
to meet your dad.

I thought we
talked about this.

But he's your father.

You're leaving right now.

I told you I wasn't going
to bring you into this mess,
and I meant it.

-[Mark] Come on.
-[Paige] Well, we're we going?

-[Mark] Home.
-[Paige] What about your dad?

[Mark] Another time.
Not now.

-He's leaving.
-My, God, he's gonna blow
everything.

Mark, I'm not leaving.

Paige, you have no idea
what's going on here.

-Then tell me.
-I can't.

Why not?
You don't trust me?

How am I supposed to trust you
when you don't trust me.

All right.

-You want to know
what I'm doing here?
-Yes.

I'm giving him money

so he'll go away
and leave us alone.

Mark.

I know that he's your dad,
but you could be helping
a murderer.

If I thought he was guilty,
you think I'd be here?

But how do you know?

[scoffs] I don't.

Mark, please, let's just
get out of here.

She's turned on us.
She's helping Mark.

[Paige] Can we please
just get out of here?

Do you want me to move in?

Let's just go.

[dramatic music playing]

Mark.

I'm sorry I'm late,
but traffic was nuts.

You must be Paige.

You are much prettier
than you are on the phone.

Oh. I brought this for Mark,
but, since you are here...

Ah, it's a little late,
but, uh, wedding gift.

Thank you.

Uh, why don't we go
and sit down?

Yeah, why not.

You all right?

Just say the word,
I'll move in.

Just give them a chance
to settle in.

[Hugh] You seem awful tensed
tonight, Mark.

I wonder why.

You know, it's a real surprise
to see you, Paige.

I really didn't expect
to see you tonight.

I had to meet
my husband's father.

I mean, he talks so much
about you.

I can only imagine
what he had to say.

So, tell me, uh...

what did you do before my son
ripped you out of Seattle?

This isn't the right place,
or the right time.

[Hugh] Why not?

I'm her father-in-law,
I have rights.

I'm currently
an out of work attorney.

Oh, so, you left your job
for my son, did you?

No. It was my decision
to come.

You're awfully quiet
tonight, Mark.

I guess I have
a lot of things on my mind.

Why? Things are going
great for you.

You got a great job.
You have a beautiful wife.

You've come a long way.
I'm proud of you, son.

Paige knows, Dad.
So, can we just get
this over with?

[Hugh] Hmm.

I see, you're still mad
because I missed the wedding.

[Mark] It's got nothing
to do with the wedding,
and you know it.

Look, just take this...
and go away.

I believe you, Dad. I do.

That's why I'm helping
you out right now.
But this is where it ends.

Mark.

Just a second.

I refuse to bring her into this,
do you understand that?

Where you going?

The ladies' room.
I'll be right back.

Okay, let's wrap this up.

[knocking]

[gasps]

What's going on, Paige?

Huh?

Who's waiting for me?

He knows.

Paige, who is outside
waiting for me?

-No one.
-You're lying, Paige.

-I... I'm not lying.
-Yes, you are.
You're lying to me.

Please don't hurt me.

Then you better talk fast.

What's this?

All right, go.

This is what
we're gonna do.

We're gonna walk
out of here, Paige.

If you scream...

I'm gonna have to kill you.

Do you understand me?

Okay.

Let's go.

[rock music playing]

Carrie, move in.

[Milton] He's going
for the back door.

[dramatic music playing]

Freeze!

Drop your weapon.

Drop it.

Drop your weapon.

[tires screeching]

Damn it!

Scott, I need you
in the alley.

[tires screeching]

Hold on! Hold on!

Back up, he's turned left.

[grunts]

What are you
gonna do with me?

Are you gonna kill me?

Of course not.

Milton told me how you killed
that undercover police officer.

He said you slit his throat
with that knife.

It figures.
Turn right here.

Right.

Okay, park here.

Where are you going?

So long.

Wait. Just like that?

Just like that.

Yeah, well, if you leave,
they're gonna put Mark in jail.

I'm not letting Milton
take me in.

It would be the right thing
to do.

Oh. Is that what you think?

Yeah. It's not our fault
you killed that police officer.

What are you talking about?
I didn't kill anyone.

Oh, come on.
Why would Milton lie?

Because he killed him.

You didn't know,
did you?

Milton's dirty.

Yeah, well, he says
the same thing about you.

So, tell me why,
why should I believe you?

Because if I wasn't telling
the truth,

you'd be dead now.

So, when I threatened
to blow the whistle on Milton's
gambling operation,

he killed my partner,
pinned it on me.

That's when you went
into hiding?

I had to.

Spent the last year trying
to piece enough evidence

to take Milton down.

And Marks' been helping you?

They can track everything.
I can't access my credit cards,
or my accounts.

Mark's been helping me out.

Okay.

So, what now?

Well...

right now Milton's holding
all the cards.

What if I went back there
and tried to reason with him?

I think you'd
assume the worst.

So, what are you saying,
my life's over?

I'm sorry.

There might be a way.

What are you doing?

Ever used a gun before?

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[Paige] Mark, meet me
downstairs, now. Hurry.

Paige, listen to me. There's
something I have to tell you.

Mark, just come outside.
I'll be right out front.

-Hurry. Come on, get in.
-Paige, get out of here.

-What?
-They're here. Go.

-No, wait.
-Forget about me.
Just get out of here, now.

Get out of the car. Now.

-She's clean.
-Good.

I want to speak
to my lawyer.

Yeah, yeah.
After the interrogation.

What the hell's going on here?
I know my rights.

They're dirty, Mark.

You're right about your father,
he's innocent.

He didn't kill his partner,
Milton did.

Milton set him up.

Let me guess
who told you that.

What would posses you
to believe a murderer?

A cop killer?

You killed Irene too, huh?

What? Was she jeopardizing
your little stake out?

-Leave my wife alone!
-[grunts]

-Leave her alone!
-[grunts]

Where is Hugh?

I'm asking you,
where is he hiding?

I don't know.

-[Paige grunts]
-[Mark] Bastard!

[grunting]

No, no, no. It didn't
have to happen this way.

I want to know everything.
I want to know what he said.

I want to know where
he's hiding.

I want to know everything--

No wait.

He has a message for you.

A message?

He wants to make a deal.

He said that he'll give
himself in, in exchange
of Mark's safety.

[Milton] No, he wouldn't.

[Paige] No, he knows
you have Mark.

He knows you hold
all the cards.

He's no threat to you.

There's no way that he can
prove that you murdered
that police officer.

It's your word against his.

How can I be sure of it?

Well, you've already
pinned it on him.

He'll take the fall for
your crime in exchange
for releasing us.

It can't get much cleaner
than that.

[sniffs]

Aside from trying to
buy him off again.

Look, I gave him an out,

he didn't have to
come after me.

His partner would still
be alive today if
he'd just taken my deal.

Hugh didn't pull the trigger,
you did.

Quit trying to blame
everybody else
for your actions.

You don't get it.

He cornered me.
I had no choice.

All right, where does he
want to make the deal?

[gasps] Mark!

[grunting]

Damn it,
we need him alive.

Hey! Get her.

[both grunt]

[dramatic music continues]

Come out, bitch!

Don't come in here.
I have a gun.

You won't use it.

[doorknob rattling]

You are not
gonna kill me, Paige.

You do not have
what it takes.

I'm coming in now, Paige.

Don't! [panting]

[Milton]
I gave him an out.

He didn't have
to come after me.

His partner would still
be alive today if
he'd just taken my deal.

[Paige] Hugh didn't pull
the trigger, you did.

Quit trying to blame everybody
else for your actions.

[Milton] You don't get it.

He cornered me,
I had no choice.

Hugh?

I still have your son.

Remember what happened
the last time
you cornered me?

Diego, I need you in here.

So, I'm giving you
till the count of three
to get in here.

Oh, and, uh...

hands over your head.

You might wanna hurry.

Mark's leaking pretty badly.

One...

two...

Close the door.

Didn't have to go down
like this.

You could've taken my offer.

You must've confused me
with someone else.

Indeed I must.

Diego.

[gasping]

[Milton] I'm sorry, Mark.

We tried to corner
your father today,

turned on his only son.

He shot him.

[gunshot]

[gasping] Mark?

[grunts]

-Okay.
-[grunting]

You're going to be okay.
Do you hear me?

[beeping]

-No, no. No. No. Don't do that.
-[gasping]

I need an ambulance.

-[Paige] Mark?
-My son's been shot.

We're gonna get through this.
Do you hear me?

We're gonna get
through this, okay?

1212 Somerset Avenue.
Apartment 511.

Mark.

Thanks.

Mark?

Mark, hang in there,
baby, okay?

Mark, hang in there, baby.
[sniffles]

Do you hear me?

Hold on.
It's gonna be okay.

[Hugh] How are you doing?

I've been better.

The doctor says he'll be up and
out of the chair in two weeks.

[sighs] Good. Good.

And, uh...
how's the new place?

It's not as big and twice
as expensive. [laughs]

Well, I'm, uh...

I'm glad you're
staying in town.

I read about you
in the paper.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, we're trying to
sort this mess out and, uh...

But, hey,
I'm back on the job.

Congratulations.

-That's great.
-Mmm-hmm.

Well, I think we got off
on the wrong foot.

So, why don't we all
get together and go to dinner
and do some catching up?

Yeah, I'd love that.

Okay.

I'll see you around.

Yeah.

[laughs]

All right. [grunts]

[dogs barking]

[saxophone music playing]