Original subtitles

(soft music)

(loud thump in distance)

(inhales and exhales deeply)

(glass shatters in distance)

(suspenseful music)

(cat meows)

(sighs)

(sighs)

(cat meows)

(footsteps approaching)

(footsteps receding)

(soft music)

- Hi, Ms. Johnson! Those tulips look amazing.

Hey, Frank!

(giggles)

Hey, Maddie.

This is early for you.

I didn't expect to see you until after school.

- Yeah.

Mom had to go to work early again.

So, it was either here or sit outside of school, like a loser.

(chuckles) - How'd you get in, anyway?

- You left the key in the lock again.

- No, I didn't. - Seriously.

Someone could have stolen all our plants.

- Okay, you joke, but plant theft

is the number one non-violent crime in the United States.

- Really? - No.

(chuckling) Well, I'm glad you're here

because... I've got a surprise for you.

- Whoa!

You're finally gonna let me work on the palms?

- You've earned it. But we are gonna start you on the lady palm

before you graduate to the Arikury palm.

- Right. - 'K. Go on.

- Okay. - Wait, Maddie.

- Yeah.

- With tropical palms comes great responsibility.

- Oh my gosh. (laughs)

(suspenseful music)

(camera shutter snapping)

(camera shutter snaps)

(eerie music)

Well, all of our hard work is really paying off

because it is beautiful in here.

- Mm-hmm.

- You know what? You keep it.

I've got another one at home and you are clearly

more responsible with them than I am anyway.

- All right.

- Hey, excuse me, can I help you?

- Oh, sorry about that. - Uh, stay here.

(scoffs)

Were you just taking a picture of me?

- Oh, my God, no, not of you.

I mean, yes, I guess.

I just-- not on purpose.

I was taking pictures of everything.

Okay uh, I should back up.

Um, I'm an author, Ronnie Baxter.

I write books. A book. I'm writing a book, my first.

Travel logs, kinda thing. Sort of like a less talented Jack Kerouac.

Uh, anyway, um, my latest is about small town communities

like Pine Point, so I was just snapping some pictures,

local color type stuff, to help with my process.

Um, it's usually fine to take pictures on public property,

but I'm happy to delete any of the pictures of you,

if you're uncomfortable.

- Ah, okay. I see.

I mean, you can't even really tell that it's me.

Okay.

Sorry, I was just um... I was just confused.

- Oh, totally. I would be, too.

- Well um, good luck with your book.

- Yeah, thanks.

Oh hey, sorry, I didn't get your name.

- Oh um, Alice.

- Alice.

Alice uh, where could I grab a good bite to eat 'round here?

- Oh um, my favorite place is the Double R Diner.

- Mm-hmm. - I mean, it's nothing fancy,

but it is good, greasy, and reliable.

- My three favorite qualities.

- Great, well, I eat there almost every day,

so maybe I'll see ya there.

- You bet. - 'K.

- I love your earrings, by the way.

- Thank you.

'K.

(sighs) - What was that?

- Just someone in town taking pictures for a book.

- Oh. - Let's get you to school.

You are not gonna be late because of me.

- Okay.

(honking)

(rap music playing)

You know, I actually think I'll grab a ride with them.

- Is that a boy? - Stop.

- Oh! What's his name?

- Dylan. - Dylan.

- You know, I'll tell you about it later, okay?

Maybe. - Mm-hmm.

- But you can't tell my mom.

(horn honks)

- Maddie, let's go!

- 'K. See ya.

Hey. Sorry.

(eerie music)

(dramatic music)

(police siren whoops)

(exhales)

- License and registration, ma'am.

- Officer...

My license is expired.

And the car is not registered.

- You know that's a serious offense, right?

- I know.

Isn't there something that we can work out?

- Ma'am, I'm gonna have to ask you to step out of the vehicle.

Ahem, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to write you a ticket.

- Oh, please, no, I would be in so much trouble.

I can't... (laughs)

- Yeah, you are. (laughs)

We didn't even get to the handcuffs yet.

- I know.

Too bad. (giggles)

- I uh, I had lunch at the diner yesterday, by the way.

Your um, your friend Holly gave me the third degree about us.

- Oh, no. I'm sorry.

- You know, she... she scares me.

- Really? You?

Big, tough, strong, Officer Ramirez?

Aw, poor baby.

(laughs)

- Is all that stuff you said true

about the uh, the license and the registration?

- I guess you'll never know.

I gotta go.

- Hey, that's... that's not an answer.

- I mean, it's called role play, Oscar.

In which one plays a role.

- Ah. Ahem.

Everything seems to be uh, in order.

- Mm-hmm. - We still on for tonight?

- Maybe. - Okay.

(giggles) - Bye.

Oh, seatbelt.

- Please. - Wouldn't want another ticket.

Bye, officer.

(giggles)

(bell on door jingles)

- You are late.

- I got pulled over.

- You know that's a waste of tax dollars, right?

- Well, take it up with Officer Ramirez, okay? Not me.

- So, things are getting pretty serious between you two?

- Yeah, he said that you gave him

the third degree the other day. - I am only doing my job.

- That is not your job. - Just be careful.

After everything you've been through, okay?

- Well, after everything I've been through,

you should be thrilled

that I am welcoming someone new into my life.

- "Concerned" is the word I would like to use.

- You don't have to be.

- I am just caring for my friend.

- Ah, well, just get me my usual, please.

- Fine.

But I am not making the bacon into a smiley face.

- Why not?

- Ah, ah, ah, please.

Can you leave the soil out of the restaurant?

Thank you very much. - I'll go wash up.

What are you, my mother?

(tense music)

(bell on door jingles)

- Hey.

You took my advice.

- Came to see what all the fuss was about.

- Well, you won't regret it.

Wanna join? - Oh, I don't wanna impose.

- I invited you, which automatically means you're not imposing.

- Good point.

- Thanks.

- Who's your friend? - Oh, this is uh, Ronnie.

Ronnie? Ronnie. She is in town writing a book.

And this is Holly. - Hi, Holly.

- Hi. Yeah, I saw you uh, staring in the window

for like, a really long time. - Oh, my God.

You, you saw that? I didn't think anyone could see me.

(laughs) You must think I'm so creepy.

I was um...

I was looking at the menus to see what I could eat.

Dietary restrictions.

- Right. So, what can I get you?

- Um...

She'll have the loaded hash brown omelet. Trust me.

- I guess I'm gonna have to trust her.

- And that works with your dietary restrictions?

Does it have seafood in it?

- It does not. - Then we're good.

- Great.

- Oh, my God, she hates me.

- Oh, no, she doesn't.

Although, the guy that I'm seeing seems to think that she hates him too, so.

- Ah, so it's you.

She's protective of you.

- Maybe a little too much. Huh.

- It sounds like you've been friends a long time.

- Actually um, not as long as it seems.

She moved here just after me, actually.

- Wait, she's not a native? - No.

- God, she reads born-and-raised in Pine Point from a mile away.

- Really? What makes you say that?

- I'm usually pretty good at reading people

and in small towns like these, people are either born, raised,

and will die here, or they're running away from something.

- Poetic. - Mm-hmm.

And you, on the other hand, you are a runner.

(gasps)

- I feel attacked. - Am I right?

- Guilty. - Yes.

(laughs) - Well?

- Uh, just a bad boyfriend.

- Ah. Yeah, I've had a couple of those.

- Yeah. Hmm.

Mine was really, the baddest of bad boyfriends.

- Oh.

- Sorry, I'm starting to overshare.

- No, no, no, I'm the one who pried.

- What's your story?

- Well, I was engaged to my baddest of bad boyfriends.

Evilest of evil fiancés.

- It doesn't work without the alliteration.

- It doesn't. (laughing)

Yeah, though, it didn't start that way.

- Yeah, they never do.

- Yeah, well, that ended so badly

I decided to live life on the road,

covering other people's drama.

- So, you're a runner too, then?

- Uh, in my hometown, sure.

Here, I'm just an outsider on a book deadline.

- Touché.

- Hmm, that was really good.

- Ooh, yeah. I live here.

- Hmm. - How was it?

- Oh, clearly I hated it.

- Funny. Come up with that yourself?

- Holly. - Uh no, it's okay.

I'm guessing you've heard that one before.

- Only every single day.

- Okay, you are such a hypocrite.

Last week, we were at the grocery store.

- Ugh. - Something didn't scan right,

and she says, "Oh, does that mean it's free?"

(chuckles) - Okay, okay,

just take the check and get outta here.

(sighs) - Oh, let me get this.

- No, no, it's okay, I got it.

- No, I insist, for letting me crash your breakfast.

- Okay.

- Oh.

- Is everything okay?

- No, I just uh, I must have left my debit card at the motel.

You know what? Let me just run back and get it.

- No, no, no. Hey, it's fine. I got it.

- Oh, no, I, I couldn't let you do that.

- Okay, well, somebody has to pay for somebody's breakfast here, so.

- Here you go. - Alice, really.

- It's too late. I'm already walking away.

- See? Nothing you can do. Just accept your fate.

- Thank you. - Don't worry about it.

It was nice to have company for breakfast.

- Hmm.

- Here.

I'm done my shift. Do you need help with the garden?

- Always. - Great.

- I'll catch you guys out there. - You bet.

- I'm just gonna go get changed.

I'll be right out. - Sounds good.

- You know, I'd really love a tour of the gardens sometim.

- Well, do you wanna follow Holly and I over in your car?

- Oh, I don't have a car. - Oh, okay.

Um, well, just ride with us, then.

- How did you get here then?

- What? - To Pine Point.

It's kinda hard to get here without a car.

- I hitchhiked.

- That is so cool. - That is so stupid.

- Holly. - No, no, no, she's right.

It's probably somewhere between the two.

Anyway, once I got here, I just figured I'd hoof it.

But I didn't realize how spread out this place was.

- Obvi.

- So, I'll probably rent a car tomorrow.

- Cool. Well, hop in. Let's go.

Well, we've got a lot of palms to replant,

but after a hard day's work, we like to treat ourselves

with a little reward from Pine Point's best and only coffee shop.

- A hard day's work for one of us, anyway.

(sighs)

(chuckles) Forget it.

- Holly never likes me to forget that I'm a trust fund kid.

- Mm-hmm.

My parents died when I was young.

- Oh, geez, I'm, I'm sorry. - Oh.

- Alice... We don't have to talk about this.

I was just teasing you.

- Holly thinks that it's tacky to talk about money.

- I mean, I do, and it is.

But I meant about your parents.

- I don't mind.

I'm a good listener. It comes with the job.

- Um, yeah, it's fine.

Happened when I was really little.

And to be honest, I don't even really remember it.

My grandparents raised me.

- I see.

- Anyway uh, let's get to work. - Sure.

- There is a difference with small town and city people. That's it.

- I don't know, it's just, it's a thing.

It's a thing. (chuckles)

- Holly, Ronnie says that you give off the vibes

that you were born and raised in Pine Point.

- Hmm, wow. - It's a compliment, I promise.

It just means that you fit.

- Well, she was saying that anyone in a small town

is either born and raised here

or they are running from something.

- Wow, you really love this "duality of man" thing.

- Love those clean categories.

- Well, Holly's a runner.

- Is there a third category? - Uh, I'm a runner, too.

That's why we get along so well.

- No, that's because I keep you out of trouble.

- Yeah well, a little trouble never hurt anyone.

- Okay well, what were you running from?

- I would rather not share that.

- Aw, come on. I did.

- Of course you did. (laughs)

It's nothing big. Um, a divorce.

It was amicable. My parents had him over

every week for dinner so it drove me insane.

I needed space.

A few other things.

And that really is all I'm gonna say on the matter.

- Uh well, it's getting late.

I should probably head back to the city.

- You're not staying in town?

- No. Uh, all the motels were booked up tonight.

- Really? Wow, Pine Point, a tourist destination.

Who knew? - What about your debit card?

- I'm sorry? - Your debit card.

You said you left it at the motel.

- Oh, well, I... I did.

I'm staying at Moodie's Motor Inn in the city tonight.

- Well, you should just crash at mine.

- What? - I mean--

That is not the only other option, Alice.

- I mean, that's really nice of you to offer.

And it would only be for one night.

- Exactly.

It'll be great.

(sighs)

- Mm, good wine.

- It was four dollars.

(laughs) - Oh, you uh...

you brought out the good stuff for me.

(laughs)

(sighs)

So, you have this place all to yourself or...?

- Yep.

Rent is so much cheaper here than in the city.

- And your grandparents, do you get to visit them often?

- Hmm, no.

They're gone too, a few years ago.

- Oh. - Yeah.

After Kevin, and you know,

I just felt without that grounding family presence

there was nothing keeping me home.

- So, it's just... you? - And Holly.

- Right, Holly. Uh, so what's her deal?

It's just that at coffee, you both got real quiet

when she mentioned something about her past.

- Oh, yeah.

Holly lost her sister a year ago tomorrow, actually.

I don't know any of the details.

She doesn't like to talk about it.

But... yeah.

I mean, she says I remind her of her.

That's probably why we get along so well.

(knocking at door)

Crap!

- Ma'am, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to subject you to a...

(handcuffs rattle) ...rigorous interrogation.

You forgot. - I forgot.

- Alice. - I know, I know, I know.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Have... you been drinking?

Okay, okay, well give me a chance to catch up.

- We can't though.

Uh... - Hi.

- Hi.

- Everything okay? - Yeah.

Uh, Ronnie, this is Oscar.

Oscar, this is Ronnie.

- Hey, how's it goin'? - Um, Ronnie's an author

and she's in town writing a book.

And all of the motels were completely booked up.

So, I offered to have her stay on my couch.

And Oscar is my...

- Boyfriend. - Yeah. Yeah, boyfriend.

Um, Oscar, um, Officer Ramirez and I,

we had a date night tonight and um, I completely forgot.

- Oh, my God, this is so awkward.

Um, let me get out of your hair.

- No, no, no, it's okay.

Um, Oscar and I will just reschedule.

Right?

- Right.

- If you're sure? - Yes. Absolutely.

Well uh, let me just say good night real quick

and then I'll be back. - Okay.

Uh, nice meeting you, Oscar.

- Nice to meet you, too.

- Sorry. - You sure about this?

- What do you mean?

- I mean, you just met this person today

and she's staying the night?

- Oh, my God, you sound like Holly.

- What, sane?

- If you're gonna be my boyfriend,

which great time to drop that for the first time,

by the way, but if you're gonna be my boyfriend

then you can't act like my dad.

Okay? She's fine, I'm fine, everyone's fine.

And I'll make it up to you. I promise.

- Okay, well if anything weird happens, you call me, okay?

- I will.

Okay, good night.

Oh wait.

Hmm.

Thank you.

Bye.

- Um... okay.

- Refill!

(chuckles) - Wait, so in everything

you mentioned today,

you forgot to mention that you were dating a cop?

- Well, I'm pretty sure I mentioned I was dating someone.

- Yeah, but not an officer of the law.

So dish! (chuckles)

- Oh, my God, there is nothing to dish.

- Hmm, remember, if you don't answer, you gotta drink.

- Okay, well how about I drink and then I say.

- I like that rule.

- Fine.

I didn't even know that he was my boyfriend until tonight.

He just said it. And I went along with it.

(chuckling)

Yeah. I mean, after Kevin, I just think it works better

if I keep men at arms' length.

Know what I mean? - Mm-hmm.

- And it's a lot funner that way too.

I mean, but he's cute, and he's nice,

and... you know, he's gentle.

Thoughtful.

- Doesn't sound like any of the cops I've met.

- Yeah, I know.

That's why I like him, though.

- And uh... uh Kevin, what, what happened with him?

- Ah, mm-mm.

I do believe it is my turn.

So... (moans)

- There, I'm, I'm drinking instead of answering

any of the questions you were gonna ask me.

- Fine.

Fine.

(sighs)

I was in love. Once.

Um, you know, I thought he was pretty perfect, too.

But then he... got obsessive and scary.

And uh, when I tried to break up with him,

he threatened to hurt me and himself.

I felt like a prisoner.

But I took my chances anyway,

and I broke up with him and then he started stalking me.

Yeah. And it was really bad.

He did everything he could to get to me.

He would not leave me alone.

So, I deleted my social media,

I changed my number, and I moved here, to Pine Point.

- Off the grid.

- As much as possible.

Seems to be working.

- To second acts.

(glasses clink)

- Well look, not to end it on a downer note,

but I should get some sleep. - Mm-hmm.

- I'll go get some pillows and blankets

and make the couch up for you.

(groans)

I'm gonna feel this tomorrow.

- Hmm. (sighs)

(dramatic music)

(footsteps thud slowly) (floor creaking)

(eerie music)

(groans softly)

(bell on door jingles)

- Here you go.

Three scrambled, extra bacon.

Enjoy.

Whoa, she's alive.

- She's hungover. (laughs)

- That's better than dead.

- Hmm, I am not so sure.

(chuckles)

Um, how are you?

I know today's a big day.

- Yeah, I'm okay.

What can I get ya?

- Can I have a coffee?

- Yes. - And a muffin, to go, please.

- Yep, $6.50.

Everything okay?

- Yeah, I just can't find my debit card.

Or my ID.

Be right back. I'm just gonna check the car.

- Okay.

- I'd like to make a withdrawal.

- Any luck?

(sighs) - No, not yet.

- Maybe it was your new friend Ronnie.

- I mean, I guess I would be lying

if I said that it didn't cross my mind.

But I don't wanna jump to that conclusion.

And besides, the other day I left the key

for the garden in the lock, so I mean, maybe I,

I left it somewhere or it... it fell somewhere.

I don't, I don't know. - I'm just saying,

she shows up and things start going missing.

- I just don't think it was her. - You do not want it to be her.

- Of course I don't want it to be her.

I mean, what kind of view of the world is that?

And... besides, I like her. So, in the meantime,

I'm gonna keep digging in my car.

- For the record, I don't want to be right, you know.

- Of course you do.

- I just usually am right.

(chuckles) Here, on the house.

- I will pay you back. - You will not.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Love you! - Love you more!

(chuckling)

(grunting)

- You looking for quarters under the seat?

- No. I lost my debit card and my ID.

I had it yesterday at lunch and now I--

- Oh no, the worst! - Yeah.

Uh, how well about you let me buy you breakfast

and afterwards I can help you look for them.

- Well, I already have this. - Ah.

Unfortunately that won't do.

I'm afraid didn't pay for that.

And I still owe you from yesterday.

- Okay.

- Come on! - Yeah.

(bell on door jingles)

(overlapping chatter)

- So, her name was Ellen and his name was Vincent,

and it was so crazy.

(concerned sigh)

Okay.

- Oh, she has money.

- Holly. - What?

It's just an observation. Yesterday she didn't.

And today she does.

- Yeah well, my advance from my book finally hit my account.

And you can uh, you can keep the change, by the way.

- Wow, that is very sweet of you.

We're still on for later?

- Of course. - Great.

- Oh, hey!

Uh, I was thinking, I would love a tour

of all the hotspots around here. What do you say?

- I am sorry, Ronnie. I just, I really need to find my cards.

- Oh yeah, no problem.

Oh, well maybe I can meet you and Holly at the garden later?

- Yeah, maybe. Um, I'll text you.

Yeah. Sorry, I'm just, I'm just wracking my brain.

- Well, I'm sure you'll find them.

- Thanks. - See ya later!

(mysterious music)

(phone pings)

(sighing)

- Hello? Hi. My name is Alice Clark.

I lost my debit card and I just got a notification

that a withdrawal was made from my account.

I didn't do that.

Yes, I am sure.

Uh, okay, what do I do?

Uh yeah, uh, just let me grab a pen.

One minute, I...

(mysterious music)

Yeah, sorry. No, I'm still here.

I... I thought that I'd lost them,

but I just...

I just found it.

Okay, yeah, keep me posted. Thanks.

(tense music)

(items crash in the distance)

(suspenseful music)

Oh, God! Oh! Dammit, Holly!

What are you doing here?

- I, I, I tripped over whatever that thing is.

- It's a garden stake.

I was gonna do a home garden.

- Well, I almost became a part of your garden.

- You did get very lucky. (chuckles)

What are you doing creeping around here?

- Oh, I'm sorry. I knocked and no one answered,

so I started looking in the windows,

and you know, just in case... - In case what?

Ronnie murdered me? - Hmm.

- Well, what are you really doing around here?

Oh, my God, Holly, I'm so sorry.

I completely forgot that today was your sister's anniversary.

The bank thing distracted me. - It's okay.

- Is it too late? - It's okay.

It's probably better that I did it alone.

- Well, do you wanna come back to the garden with me?

I mean, I could use some extra hands.

- Of course. It'll help me feel normal again.

- Okay. Let me grab my coat.

- So, your card goes missing,

money disappears from your account,

and then your card mysteriously reappears

after you've had lunch with Ronnie?

- And I found an envelope from my bank torn open.

And I did not do that.

I mean, I really don't think that I did.

- Things just keep getting weirder and weirder.

Plus... the clothes.

- The clothes? - Are you serious?

She was dressed just like you.

Like, your exact style.

I'm just saying, I would stay away from her, if I were you.

- I just don't know. I mean, there's a ton of ways

that people can steal your card information these days, you know?

- Yeah. - Hey, what the hell?

Why is Dylan's truck here?

- Don't cheat. (giggles)

- I was such an idiot.

(laughing)

- Um, who's next?

So... - Okay, everybody out.

- Come on, man.

- Out! Now!

Maddie, what the hell were you thinking?

- We were just hanging out.

- No, you were ditching school and drinking alcohol.

I mean, that's not like you at all.

- No, I know.

I hear enough of this from my mom already.

- Wow. You know that if anything happened to you,

anything, that that's on me, right?

That I'm responsible for you?

- Yes.

Are you gonna tell my mom? - I should.

I should.

But I won't.

As long as you promise never to do it again.

- Yeah, no. Okay.

Thanks.

- Maddie, let's go! - No, she's not going with you.

I'm gonna take her home. Go. - What?

- Go wait over there. You're walking home with me.

Actually, you know what?

- What? - You've been drinking.

- You can't just take my keys! - Yes, I can.

Your parents can come pick them up from me right now

or you can come pick them up from me tomorrow. You choose.

I mean, I wish you could have seen it.

I wiped the smirk right off that smug punk's face.

- I wish I could have seen it, too.

And arrested that kid for DUI.

- I mean, please, he did not even get to start the vehicle because of me.

Besides, I just wanted to scare them.

You know, not ruin their lives.

- Yeah, well, you're a lot cooler about this than I am.

- I know.

Way cooler.

(chuckling)

Oh, I just wish I could talk some sense into Maddie.

I mean, that kid is bad news.

Maddie's like me at her age.

She'll grow out of him.

- You hope. - No, I know.

- You're pretty proud of yourself, aren't you?

- I am. (giggles)

Hmm.

(knock on door)

(sighs)

Hold that thought.

- Come on. What, your other boyfriend?

- Ah, I'm usually so much better at scheduling them.

(sighs)

Ronnie. - Hey.

- Hi. - I uh, I went by the garden,

and I, I didn't see you.

Uh, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out again?

- Yeah, there was my, um...

It's not really the best time.

- Ah, say no more.

- Uh, thanks but maybe tomorrow, yeah?

- Oh Alice, wait. Sorry um,

could I use your bathroom real quick?

Uh, I would wait, but um,

I went a little nuts on the sodas earlier.

I'll be quick.

- Yeah, sure.

(eerie music)

- Thanks. - Yeah.

- See you soon?

- See ya.

- What was that about?

(exhales) - I don't wanna talk about it.

Now, where were we?

(eerie music)

(giggles)

(knock on door)

Ronnie. - Good morning.

So, I thought I'd bring you breakfast.

There's like, four kinds of bagels,

three kinds of cream cheese,

and I didn't know how you like your coffee,

so there's cream and sugar in the bag.

- Listen, Ronnie, it is so nice of you

to drop by with breakfast. - Oh, don't worry.

So, what do you say you finally give me that tour today?

- I thought you didn't eat seafood?

- Oh, what is this?

- I'm just saying that the other day

you were looking at the menu

because you said that you couldn't eat seafood.

- Uh, it's shellfish.

I... I'm allergic to shellfish, not salmon.

What's going on? I'm sensing a vibe.

- Listen, Ronnie, I think that we're hanging out

a little bit more than I'm comfortable with.

- More than you're comfortable with?

- Yeah. Look...

We barely know each other.

And the first day was really fun, but yesterday,

things started to get a little bit weird.

- Weird?

- Yeah.

Um... look, I actually wanted

to ask you about something.

A couple of things, actually.

- So, what you're saying is that I'm intruding?

You know, here I am thinking we're becoming friends.

You know, I feel pretty stupid.

- No, we can just clear this up.

- Um, no, don't worry.

You made your point, loud and clear.

I won't bother you again.

- No, Ronnie, I--

(door closing)

(bell on door jingles)

- Hey. - Hey.

- Where's your friend?

- Ugh, I don't think I'm gonna be seeing her.

- What happened?

- I confronted her.

Or I tried to, but she got so upset.

She just stormed out of the house

and she wouldn't even let me get a word in.

- I told you not to do that.

You poked the bear. - Yeah.

Weird bear, too.

- Uh, Jess, can you uh, refill everyone on coffee

and also grab table 20? They're driving me insane.

- She like... she got so upset

and she was acting like I broke up with her or something.

- Well, maybe she's in love with you.

She's obsessed. - I mean, who isn't?

Come on.

- Well, now that I have you to myself, movie night tonight?

- Yes. (Alice's phone rings)

Ooh. - Uh, she's back.

- It's the other person who's obsessed with me.

Hello, Officer Ramirez.

What?

(dramatic music)

- Here's how they smashed the door.

Who... who would do this?

- Alice...

(exhales)

- Hey, where are you going?

- I am going to get some answers.

- Alice, you need to let me handle this.

- Fine. If you're gonna come with me,

then you're gonna come as my boyfriend and not a cop.

- Alice!

Alice, don't do this.

Alice...

Just try to take it down a notch, okay?

- The clerk agreed to give me her room number.

But I still think it's a bad idea.

- I agree.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Alice, this is not a good idea.

- Alice. - Don't you mean "bitch"?

- Excuse me? - You know what?

I was so nice to you. I mean, I welcomed you into my home.

And then you went and destroyed the one thing

that I actually cared about! - Give me one sec. Alice!

- What are you talking about?

- The garden. You destroyed it.

It's completely destroyed! - Alice, I didn't do anything.

I swear. I have no idea what you're talking about.

- Yeah, you do... Lisa Powell.

- Alice! - Wait, how did you get that?

- Yeah, you must have dropped it at the garden where you left it.

- Okay, you know what? I can explain.

- Yeah, sure. You know what? My ID goes missing.

My card goes missing. Then my money goes missing.

You start wearing my clothes.

I set one boundary with you,

and then you destroyed my fricking garden?

I mean, what are you? Like, obsessed with me?

- Alice, stop! - What?!

- Someone just confessed to destroying the garden.

Okay? It was Maddie and her friends.

- Maddie?

I guess she came home sobbing and told her mom everything.

- But her ID. - Yeah, I must have dropped it

when I was helping you at the garden the other day.

And yeah, you got me, my real name is Lisa Powell.

I'm an author. Ronnie Baxter's my pen name.

Officer, I'd like you to press charges

against this woman for harassment.

- Uh, I'm here in a boyfriend capacity

not, ahem, not really as a cop.

- Ronnie, I am... - Save it.

You know what, Alice? Maybe we've been spending

more time together than I'm comfortable with.

So, I'm gonna shut this door and I'd like you all to leave.

Yeah, now... I'll call you a bitch.

- Alice, let's go.

Come on.

(eerie music)

- Alice?

I'm so sorry.

- I just... I don't understand.

Why? - I didn't want them to.

They made me.

Dylan was so upset that you kicked him

and his friends out the other day and...

took his keys and-- - But the door was smashed.

You had the key.

- I know.

But I um...

I pretended I couldn't find them.

And I thought that that would stop them,

but I broke up with him right away.

I promise.

(sighs)

Here.

I don't deserve those.

- Maddie...

- Yeah? - Why don't you um...

come over after school tomorrow?

We can... start fresh.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Thanks.

(knock on door)

- Hey.

Look, I know that you probably don't wanna see me right now

but... I acted really crazy yesterday

and I accused you of a bunch of things that you didn't do.

So, just wanted to make up for it.

- Jack Kerouac.

A signed Jack Kerouac.

- Well, I signed it.

(chuckles) - Thanks.

- Look, I know it doesn't excuse my behavior

and I'm not even asking you for forgiveness.

I just...

If you can find your way to not hating me,

then um, you know where I am.

(sighing)

- Yeah, make a copy. Leave it on my desk. Thanks.

- Hey.

- No, I, I can't do this right now.

- Oh, come on. Just let me apologize.

- Apologize? Alice, I have a job to do.

Okay? When I tell you to let me handle something

when it comes to the law, you need to listen.

- I know. I know.

I overreacted and I put you in a bad position.

I screwed up a lot of things yesterday.

And I'm just trying to make it right.

I mean, if it makes you feel any better,

it was bad cop behavior, but it was really good boyfriend behavior.

It won't happen again.

(sighing)

- Okay.

- Forgive me?

- I forgive you.

Think I can come over tonight? - I mean, that depends.

Are you willing to play bad cop for a little bit longer?

(laughs)

- Oh yeah, that's it. My man.

- Really?

Come on, guys.

- Oh, that was so cruel. - Ah, come on.

- So, where did you leave things?

- Ball's in her court.

But I'm pretty good at apologies.

- The confidence in your own skills, I swear.

- You know what? Let's stop.

I want there to be plenty for Maddie to do

when she gets back from school.

- Sounds good.

(sighing)

- Hello, Alice.

I knew that was you.

- Holly, we need to go.

- Aw, don't go.

- What happened?

What was that?

- Kevin.

- Kevin, as in your ex... Kevin?

- He found me.

I don't know how he found me, but he found me.

- Okay. Okay.

Big, deep breaths. Nothing is gonna happen to you.

Maybe we should call Oscar. - No.

That is the last thing we need.

I don't want him getting involved in this.

I mean, that would make things so much worse.

- Okay. Okay.

Okay, let's go to the diner.

He can't do anything with a bunch of people around anyways, right?

- Uh... okay.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- You're gonna be fine.

(sighing)

(indistinct background chatter)

Hey.

- Hey.

- Are you doin' okay? - Yeah.

Just trying to stay calm. (bell on door jingles)

- Yep. Oh, great.

Um, Ronnie, right now might not be the best time.

- Hey, Holly, it's okay.

- I'll get you a coffee.

- What did I just walk into?

(sighs)

- Nothing.

Just... had a bit of a scare, that's all.

- Well, listen, I just wanted to say that I accept your apology.

Let's just put it behind us.

- Good. Okay. (sniffles)

(eerie music) Oh, my God.

- What's going on? Who the hell is that?

- That's Kevin. - Wait, Kevin the ex,

who's not supposed to know where you are?

- Yeah. I don't know. He knows now.

(sighs)

Ronnie, it's okay.

(sighing)

(bell on door jingles)

- Who the hell are you?

Can't run forever!

Alice!

(fist thumps on window)

Crazy protects crazy, I guess, huh?

You know, enjoy your rest

because I know you better than anyone.

And one day, those running legs of yours, they're gonna run out!

(hand smacks loudly)

- What'd you say to make him go? - Told him I'd cut it off.

- Oh, my God.

- I was in the walk-in. Are you okay?

- Yeah, it's fine. I just wanna go home.

- I'll take you. - No, I will take her.

- No, it's fine, it's fine. He's scared of her anyway.

I'll call you later.

- Let's go. - Okay, yeah.

(soft music)

Thank you.

- You okay? - Yeah.

I just...

I just thought he was gonna be

out of my life forever, you know?

And... now, it just feels like no matter where I go,

I'm never gonna be safe.

- Is there anything else I can get you or...?

- No, it's okay.

I think I'm just really exhausted

and I need to go to sleep.

- Okay.

I'll uh, take that as my cue to head back to the motel.

- No, actually, Ronnie, can you please stay?

I just don't really wanna be alone tonight

and I know it's probably gonna be fine, but what if it's not?

You know?

- Okay. I'll stay.

- Thanks.

- And if he tries anything,

he's gonna leave a couple inches shorter.

(soft music)

- Thanks.

(sighs heavily)

Ronnie?

Can you leave the light on?

- Sure.

- Thank you.

Good night.

(soft music)

(dramatic music)

(gasping)

(clanging)

(gentle birdsong)

(screams)

(indistinct radio chatter)

- Are you okay?

Why didn't you tell me about him?

- I didn't wanna make things worse.

- Worse than this?

- I didn't wanna be the girl

with the damaged past that you rescued.

- You think I care about any of that?

He could have killed you. - Well, he didn't.

- Look, it's gonna be a couple days

for the coroner's report to come in.

- What do you mean, report?

They're required to investigate all suspicious deaths.

- Wait, suspicious?

They don't think that I did this, do they?

- No, no, not you.

- I came out and he was just there.

(scoffs) Look, it's just...

we don't have a local detective unit

so we don't have the power to rule anything case closed.

- He could have killed me, Oscar!

- I know. I know, he had a gun.

He threatened you in public.

It's gonna be okay.

It seems pretty open and shut.

He obviously fell and landed on one of your gardening stakes.

We just need someone to rubber stamp it, okay?

In a couple days, it'll all be over.

Okay? - Okay.

- He's gone, all right?

- You okay?

- I don't know.

Are you?

- I don't know.

- I know I'm not supposed to say this,

but I am glad he's dead.

- I don't even know the guy and I'm glad he's dead.

- I know I shouldn't say things like that.

But what if he had gotten inside the house?

- Yeah, but he didn't.

Look, you should get some rest.

I'm gonna head back to the motel

and uh, get cleaned up, okay? - Okay.

- You're gonna come back tonight, right?

I mean, I know he's gone, but...

I just still feel very... unsettled.

- Yeah, I'll come, I'll come back.

- Thank you.

- So, just finish up the dishes

and just leave the keys on the counter.

I'll deal with it in the morning, okay?

Alice, I just heard. I was on my way.

Oh, my God, are you okay? - I'm fine, I'm fine.

- It was Ronnie. - What?

- Come on, Alice, put two and two together.

- What are you talking about? It was an accident.

That's what they said about my sister, too.

- What are you talking about? - Sit.

I did a little research on our friend, Ronnie.

I didn't find much. A travel blog, a few online articles.

But then I found... this.

- Wait, what am I looking at? - Lisa Powell.

- Uh, okay, I don't understand. - There's nothing remarkable

about Lisa Powell, but there is something remarkable

about... Jamie Dawson.

The woman Lisa Powell accuses of stealing her identity.

And Cynthia Moore. And Marguerite Holland.

The list goes on. All aliases.

All women who have previously accused her

of stealing their identity.

- Oh, my God. - Mm-hmm.

- Okay, but wait, what does this have to do with your sister, though?

- Ronnie's travel blog entries all corresponded

with the city in which there was an identity theft.

Including Carson City.

Where my sister lived.

- That says she slipped and fell.

- Yeah. I never bought it.

She made a large withdrawal

from her savings account that night.

- Okay, but wouldn't then Ronnie be using your sister's name?

- Maybe she caught on to what was happening.

She confronted her. And things got outta hand.

- And then she thought it was too risky

to run around using a dead woman's name.

- Exactly. - Oh, my God, Holly,

I think you're right. - And now she's after you.

- Oh, my God. - She's gotten away with it.

What's stopping her from doing it again?

- I'm gonna be sick.

- I'm gonna go to the police.

I'm gonna show them what I have.

They have to do something about it.

Speak of the devil.

Hey, Ronnie! - No, no, no, Holly wait.

- Or whatever your name is. - What's going on?

- We know exactly what you did.

We know everything. - What is it that I did?

- Alice, what's going on? - Don't talk to her.

You know exactly what you did,

and soon, everyone else will know too.

- You know, I'm getting really tired of all of this.

- Well, you're gonna have plenty of time to rest in jail

because guess what? The police are already on their way.

- You know what? I don't need this.

You both are nuts!

(bell on door jingles)

- Why didn't you tell me you already called the cops?

- I didn't. But did you see how spooked she was?

If she didn't do it, why was she in such a hurry to get outta here?

- Okay. Right um... Well, what do we do now?

- I'm gonna close this place up and go straight to the station.

- Okay. I'm coming with you.

- No, no, you've already been through way too much today.

I've got this. If I need you, I will let you know, okay?

- Okay. - Come here.

- Okay, take her down. - I will.

- Hi, Alice, this is Dave with Pine Point Bank.

We looked into your case and we have footage of you

completing the transaction in branch.

I've sent you a clip.

If there's anything else, go ahead and give us a call bac.

Thank you.

(eerie music)

(eerie music)

(soft music playing)

(suspenseful music)

(gasping)

(soft music playing)

(loud thump in the distance)

(suspenseful music)

- Hey, Ramirez? - Hmm?

- You know your DOA from earlier that fell off the roof?

- Yeah. - He's a cop.

(suspenseful music)

- He's a cop? - Ex-cop.

Detective Kevin Calwell.

Said he had a pretty stellar career

until he started investigating what he believed was a murder.

DA disagreed. Seems that the guy was obsessed.

Went off the rails. Extrajudicial.

Lost his job, his wife, kids.

The guy fell apart.

(loud thump in the distance)

- Alice?

- What was he doing here?

- Carson City says

if they were to guess, it's about that old case.

They're emailing over a picture of a suspect now.

(stairs creaking)

- Thanks. Thanks, man.

- Hi.

(ice rattles in shaker)

(winces)

- Alice?

(humming happily)

- Morning, sunshine.

Calm down. Calm down. Hey!

I'm gonna need you to stay put for a little while.

- Alice, what the hell is going on?

(mocking): Alice, what the hell is going on?

(scoffs) Hmm.

Well, Ronnie.

Or wait...

Should I say...

Hmm, Lisa?

Oh, Jamie?

Cynthia.

Huh, Margaret.

Nina.

I mean, should I go on?

See, I found all of those in your glove compartment.

Your bags were all packed.

You were headed outta town!

- Alice, I, I don't know-- - Yeah, save it.

They already know.

I mean, you go town to town

stealing other people's identities.

Life on the lam, I mean, how romantic!

I mean, it's a really good cover story, too.

Traveling author. Never staying in one place for very long.

I mean, it's a really good con.

- Alice, this is crazy.

- Until you picked me as your next mark.

Poor Alice.

She doesn't have any friends or family.

Poor Alice, she is just so... trusting.

Oh, poor Alice, you know, she invited you into your home

and let you sleep on her couch the first day she met you?

I mean, hell, I basically did all the work for you.

I mean, you had the ID, you had the cash.

I mean, that could've been the end of it.

But you stuck around.

But I get it.

I mean, I'm a trust fund baby.

I mean, who knows how deep this gold mine goes, right?

(finger snaps)

I gotta admit, though,

I thought I blew it with the garden.

And I really thought that you did that.

Worked out to my advantage, though.

See, you figured if I was wrong about that,

then maybe I'd think I was wrong about everything else.

I come begging you for forgiveness,

you have the upper hand.

I mean, your plan is working out better

than you could have ever imagined.

And you got comfortable.

And that's when I made you my mark.

- Okay, fine.

Okay, I did it. I stole your $250. I'll give it back.

I'll, I'll leave town. Whatever you want.

- Well, I'm sorry, my friend.

See, there's too many loose ends.

And I never leave a loose end.

Yeah, see, you and I are playing the same game.

Except when I steal someone's identity,

I'm not dumb enough to leave them alive.

(chair rasps on floor)

Oh, God. Don't look so shocked.

We all need money.

All right? From one hustler to another.

- There's no trust fund. - Hmm, no.

Yep, sadly I've gotta work for my money like everybody else.

And taking lives is hard work!

See, most importantly, you've got to convince people

that you're not the one taking them.

And then you've always gotta be one step ahead.

And then you gotta make it look like an accident.

Like Kevin.

- You killed him.

- Honey...

Kevin fell off the roof while trying to attack me.

You were there.

It was a careless accident by an obsessive ex.

And then there was Holly. Damn, Holly.

- Holly, what? - Holly, yeah,

she was a tricky one. She was always so careful, so guarded.

Yeah.

(sighing) She really didn't like you.

Man, it was a juggling act keeping you both on the hook.

And I do feel a little bit dumb

that it took shoving a picture of her sister

in my face for me to make the connection.

But she was gonna blame it on you.

It's kinda funny, right? - Blame what on me?

- Well, let's just say that...

my trust fund was actually her sister's bank account.

Yeah. Poor thing.

She slipped and took a nasty fall.

- You killed her!

- Crazy, right?

I mean, this whole thing was between me and her

this entire time and you just... stepped in it.

She was gonna call the cops, and I mean,

that wouldn't have been good for either of us,

so she's in the diner now with a steak knife in her gut.

Terrible way to go.

Slow.

Painful.

- Alice, please, okay,

whatever you're thinking of doing, please don't.

Just, just let me go. I, I, I know how to disappear.

I can help you get away. - That is the thing, Ronnie.

You are gonna help me disappear.

See, somebody's gotta go down for this.

- Well, they're, they're gonna know it wasn't me.

It won't take them long to figure it out.

- Exactly. I mean, that's the best part.

See, the only way this stops is if I'm caught or I die.

Right? Hmm. Look...

She looks an awful lot like me, doesn't she?

Even had the bank tellers fooled.

Hmm.

Of course, all you're missing...

There we go. Oh!

Perfect.

There. Oh, and can't forget these earrings you love so much.

(winces) Okay, careful. Hey, careful.

I don't wanna poke you.

There we go.

Wow.

I mean, it's like looking in a mirror.

(laughs) - What are you gonna do?

- Well, I am gonna let you steal my identity.

Just probably not in the way that you would have hoped.

(humming happily)

You enjoy being me for a little while.

You've earned it.

(gas hissing)

Oh, gas and an open flame.

They really don't mix well. - Alice, please no.

No, please, take me with you! (sighs)

- It's such a shame. I really did like this house.

Oh well. Hmm. Bye, Ronnie.

- No. No!

(breathing shakily)

(groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(engine starting)

(gas hissing)

(suspenseful music)

- Um, hi. Alice, where are you?

Why aren't you answering?

Listen, um, it's about Holly.

They found her, stabbed, in the diner.

They took her to the hospital.

(siren wailing)

Alice, she's in bad, bad shape.

They don't know if she's gonna make it.

Please! Call me back.

(groans)

- Excuse me, do you know where the bathrooms are?

Hmm. Okay, thank you so much.

(heart monitor beeping)

Hi.

(strained gasp)

I came as soon as I heard.

Hon, you really don't look good.

(winces)

It's okay. Shh.

Don't tire yourself out.

Listen, the way I see it,

you were gonna die anyway, so this is like a mercy, you know?

You're just gonna go to sleep.

(gasping)

You wanna say something?

- I knew it was you.

It was your face when you saw the article.

(exhales)

- Dang.

I gave myself away.

You never even thought it was Ronnie, did you?

(sighing)

You tricked me.

Well, it was nothing personal.

It was just about the money.

And at least now you get to be with your sister.

(gasping)

(crying)

What?

Last words?

(grunting)

(heart monitor accelerating)

(panting)

(grunting)

(breathing heavily)

- Gotcha, bitch.

(panting)

- Oh my... Alice!

Is she dead? - No.

There's only one killer here.

- I have a 10-33 at the hospital.

Repeat, 10-33 at the hospital.

Request immediate backup.

(panting)

It's gonna be all right.

It's gonna be okay.

(groans)

Heard you're blowing town? - Yeah.

Not much for me to do here.

- You don't look too bad.

- Well, I have a gnarly scar.

Won't be doing sit-ups anytime soon.

It would have been a lot worse if you hadn't showed up.

How'd you know to look for me anyways?

- Station call log said you'd called in earlier

wanting to come in with some information.

- Yeah. - When we found out about Alice

and you didn't show, I knew something was wrong.

- Mm-hmm.

- Did you... did you really know the whole time?

- I suspected.

But I wanted to make sure.

- Why didn't you say anything? (scoffs)

- What would I have said? Nobody believed

that my sister was murdered. Nobody except for Kevin.

- You knew him? - Yeah.

He was a drunk.

A sloppy one at that, but once he started suspecting her,

that's when I started my own investigation.

- Sounds like you're a better detective than him.

He didn't even know where she was.

- I liked it that way.

When he showed up in town, things got crazy.

He even gave me that pair of handcuffs

in case things got too dicey.

- What was your plan if... if he hadn't shown up?

- I would have kept her close, kept her talking.

Made her think that I was looking out for her.

And that I could be her next victim.

- I never did see it coming.

- There were times I even questioned it myself.

It's crazy.

I liked her.

Isn't that messed up?

I mean, she had convinced herself

that she could just go legit.

- You know, I just um,

I, I just feel like an idiot, you know?

- Hey... don't.

She was a very good liar. - Yeah.

So uh, where to now?

- I'm going home.

That's what my sister would have wanted.

Do you mind? - Oh, yeah.

- Thanks.

Thanks a lot. - Yeah.

Take care.

(soft music)