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(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)