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Previously on Wild Cards.

Surprise!

I wanted to meet the man for
whom you gave up millions.

Hi.

Max, this is Jessica.

Wow, finally.
I’ve heard so much about you.

Where have you been
for the past 15 years?

On the run from Gedeon Varga.

[both] Who’s Gedeon Varga?

He’s the devil himself.

♪

[cheering]

♪[electronic music playing] ♪

♪

♪ Let’s go back. ♪

♪ Let’s go back. ♪

♪ Let’s go back again. ♪

Hey, Jillian here.

It’s been 10 years

since the Corkscrew
Killer went on his rampage.

Speaking of rampages...

What’s your name,

and are you rampaging
for Corkscrew week?

Yo. What up?
My name is Nixon.

And I’m Casey Beaker,
and we’re hosting

our annual Corkscrew blowout
tomorrow night.

And it’s gonna be
even bigger than last year.

20 bucks at the door.

We got DJs all night.
It’s gonna be wild.

Your parties always are.

Now, if you had a serial killer
nickname, what would it be?

I don’t know.

I gotta take
a killer leak, though.

Hey, I’ll meet up with you.

So I’ve actually thought
about this a lot,

and, uh, if I was a killer,

my name would be, uh,
Hammer Face,

because I’d have,
like, a hammer on my head,

and I’d, like, headbutt people.

[urinating]

[mysterious music]

[laughs]

Nice try, Nixon.

Why’d you leave, bro?

Jillian would talk to you
all night.

I see how she looks at you.

Look, hey, you’re getting
a little close, bro.

Hey.

You’re up early.

I have very important work
to do.

How’s, uh, Captain Kilt
or whatever his name is.

You mean Sir Torvald
the Untamed?

Sure.

I’ll have you know that he is
a brave Scottish warrior

with a secret heart of gold

and very limited access
to shirts.

Should I be jealous?

Only if you can’t ride
a horse bareback

while wielding
an axe in nothing but a kilt.

Don’t judge.

He also writes really
beautiful poetry.

Oh, well, then.

I wonder how you’d look
in a kilt.

Well, you’ll just have
to keep wondering.

[cat meows]

Marc, what
the hell’s on your head?

A tiny box arrived this morning.

It’s a present from Ricky.
Care to explain?

Yeah. Ricky’s on a mission
to find a hat

that Marc will tolerate
for more than four seconds.

I’m shocked he hasn’t ripped it
to shreds, honestly.

I think he likes it.
Hey buddy?

I guess if people can change,
so can cats.

Now back to you,
in a kilt.

Right.

Mm.

[notification alert]

Ah! Damn it!

Hold that thought.

It’s work.
I gotta go.

So do I.

I guess Sir Torvald
will be fighting

his shirtless duel
without me.

[exhales]

[Jess] Bye, Marc.

[podcast] I never thought
my usual nighttime jog

would turn into a nightmare.

The Corkscrew Killer had
already claimed four victims

in Primrose that week,
and I was about to be his fifth.

Spooky.

I thought you don’t like
listening to true crime?

I don’t.
This is from years ago,

but since we’ve
been called up to Primrose,

I figured
it might shed some light

on what made the town
so famous.

Welcome to Primrose,

the quaintest place to get
stabbed by a corkscrew.

This week’s
the 10-year anniversary

of the Corkscrew killings.

So there’s a festival going
on in town to commemorate it.

Ooh, is there a parade?
What about a float?

I don’t know about a parade,

but it’s sort of the town’s
way of reclaiming the story.

I think it’s why the lone
survivor of the killing

started the podcast
in the first place.

If I get attacked by
a crazy killer,

I would do more than
start a podcast.

I’m talking book series,

big-budget movie with
collectible merchandise.

Why not a theme park
while you’re at it?

Ooh, now you’re talking.

Speaking of talking, um,
about dinner the other night.

Hey, don’t worry about it.

I know it’s just a little
awkward to talk about the fact

that my dead mother
is alive again.

I get it.

And honestly, I’m just happy
she is alive.

Oh, hey. I, uh, looked
into this Gedeon Varga guy.

You did?

Yeah.
You weren’t kidding about him.

Crimes from all over the world
have been attributed to him.

Murder, extortion,
kidnapping, you name it.

It’s like he’s a ghost.
Nobody knows what he looks like.

Well, thankfully, he’s dead,

so we don’t need to worry
about him anymore.

You didn’t tell anybody
about him, right?

Of course not.

I wouldn’t tell a soul about
any of this, I promise.

Thanks.

Look, she’s your mom, Max.
It’s your story to tell.

Wow. They really did throw
a festival.

You know, college kids.

Any excuse
for a keg party, right?

Yeah.

Thanks so much
for coming down.

Deputy Wade McMiller.
Uh, call me Wade.

Detective Ellis.

This is special consultant
Max Mitchell.

- Lead the way.
- Follow me.

The body was found earlier
this morning.

The victim’s name is
Casey Beaker.

He’s a student here
at Primrose College.

And no one’s touched anything
on the scene.

I wanted you to see it first.

Okay.

- Stabbing?
- Yeah.

I haven’t found
the murder weapon.

If I had to take a guess,
I’d say it was a corkscrew.

I’m sensing a theme here.

Look what’s in his mouth.

It’s a cork.

It’s the Corkscrew Killer’s
calling card.

We heard about it
on the podcast.

So the killer is back?

No, no.
He died 10 years ago.

Oh, yeah.
Then who wrote this?

♪

Here.

I want the body taken
downtown to forensics as well.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

Wade, I told you
not to call them.

Respectfully, Mayor, we do not
have the same resources

they do downtown, and I need
the extra hands.

Especially since this is

the second corkscrew killing
this week.

This is your
second homicide this week?

Way to bury the lead, Wade.

It happened four days ago,
and I was dealing with it myself

because the mayor
wanted to keep it quiet.

Wants to keep it quiet.

Clarissa Vaughn,
Primrose Mayor.

No offence, but if folks see
cops poking around everywhere.

They might get spooked and
spend their dollars elsewhere.

Shut it all down!

Uh, Sharon Bailey,
local headache.

She manages the motel
at the edge of town.

Clarissa, I have been telling
you for years

this has all gone too far.

Sharon, Primrose is like Salem
or Amityville.

We’ve turned something dark
into a positive.

- Positive?
- Mmhmm.

We’ve got a copycat killer
on the loose.

I hate to say it, Mayor,
but Sharon’s got a point.

The first time this happened,

Primrose PD
tried to keep it quiet.

And look how that turned out.

Nothing gets shut down.

These festivities are a second
life for the local economy,

and we are not going
to jeopardize that.

Isn’t that what
the mayor in Jaws said?

Look, I agree with Wade.

Public safety has got
to be the top priority here.

Of course it is.

The safety of our citizens
is my first priority.

But if no one makes
a living, there is no town.

All I ask is that you keep
a low profile.

Sharon, let’s walk it off.

Two homicides in a week and
a copycat killer on the loose.

Wade, I think it’s time
you tell us what you know.

This is the first victim,
Amy Myers.

Four days ago,
she was found

outside of the football
field parking lot after a game.

Stabbed with a corkscrew,
cork in her mouth.

Just like Casey Beaker.

Exactly like the original
Corkscrew Killer murders.

I mean, I have all the old
case files here.

I was barely 20 at the time,

but I remember
like it was yesterday.

And there he is.

The Corkscrew killer,
Abe Bunker.

Right. The campus bartender.

The killings were
about revenge for him.

Yeah. Abe Bunker was
a character, you know,

easy to make fun of,
I guess.

After a while,
couldn’t take it anymore,

and he just... snapped.

Started killing the ones
who are most cruel to him.

See, that’s why you always
got to tip.

There was four victims,
and there was almost a fifth.

Finneas Taylor, but he survived.

Right. He’s the one who started
the podcast.

Well, the cute, nerdy ones in
the movies always die first.

Oh, he got lucky.

If I remember correctly,

he was only stabbed in
the shoulder, right?

Finneas was kidnapped by Bunker

jogging past
the old Bailey Factory.

Managed to fight him off.

Some oil spilled during
the fight

and the whole building
went up in flames.

And the killer was burnt
to a crisp.

Yeah.

Nothing left but his gold teeth,

corkscrew, his mask

and evidence
of the other murders

were found in
his apartment later.

The Corkscrew Killer returns.

If this is a copycat killer,

we don’t want any more bodies
showing up.

We’ll need to talk to whoever
knew the two recent victims.

Let’s get to work.

Um, our annual corkscrew party
was supposed to be tonight,

but without Casey,
I shut it all down.

Can you walk me through what
you remember from last night?

Any little detail could help.

Um, Casey and me were partying,

and then, uh, Casey had to go
take a leak, and that was it.

When he didn’t come back,

I just assumed he went
to another party.

He’s got a lot of friends.

You didn’t think
to go looking for him?

Uh, I should have.

Maybe then he’d still be alive.

Maybe if I went,
I’d be dead, too.

Amy’s my roommate-
was my roommate.

I can’t believe this happened.

Does anything stick out about
the last time you saw her?

She was selling merch
at the game.

I was helping her.
It was a regular night.

We lost.

I wanted to go home
and take a shower,

and Amy said she was
right behind me.

What kind of merch
was she selling?

We have Corkscrew Killer tees
in three different sizes and...

Corkscrew killer hats.

Beer cozies and...

Corkscrews.

It all just seems so wrong now.

How much for that?

You never know when wine
o’clock is gonna hit.

You can have it.

Thanks.

Definitely check out
Burger Bonanza.

They have a killer
murder-themed menu

all weekend long.

Bottomless corkscrew fries.

And don’t forget to subscribe

if you want to stay up on all
things happening around campus.

So the Corkscrew Killer is back.

What do you need to know?

So much for keeping it quiet.

It’s impossible to keep
C.K. news quiet around here.

C.K.?

The Corkscrew Killer.

Oh, right.
Um, anyways, um--

I know you have questions
for me.

I never met Amy Myers IRL,

but she seemed really sweet
and photogenic.

And I own three of her shirts.

What about--

Casey Beaker? I knew Casey
but not super well.

He dated a second-tier friend
for a few months,

but he’s kind of the party king
of Corkscrew Week.

His friend Nixon told me--
- About last night.

How crazy is that?
I interviewed Casey and Nix.

Nix has been crushing
on me forever.

That was minutes before
Casey was killed.

Um, speaking of which, uh,
can I get--

The footage?

I got it all ready for you.
I’ll airdrop it.

I gotta run, though.

There’s a ketchup drinking
contest happening in the quad,

and barf videos
get huge numbers.

Got it. Thanks.

He’s too far in the background
to see anything

other than the fact
that the killer is maybe

in a mask.

So that narrows it down
to 100 possible killers.

So it could be anyone
at this point.

Okay, we need to go
over the rules for surviving

a serial killer.

Because in the movies, the
prettiest one always dies first.

And that is not going to be me.

It’s not a movie, Max.

Oh, Ellis, you innocent lamb.
A cop always dies too.

Rule number one.
We need to stick together.

Never go anywhere alone.

Speaking of, we should
location share right now.

How do you know my passcode?

Oh. You’re cute.

Yup.

Rule number two.
Always check the back seat.

Okay. We’re good.

And lastly, never go
into any basements,

cellars or attics.

Anywhere dark and confined
is strictly off-limits.

Got it.

Oh, and never answer the
phone from an unknown number.

[phone ringing]

Don’t!

This is Detective Ellis.

It’s Deputy Wade.
I’ve got some info for you.

Hey Wade, I--

How do we know it’s Deputy Wade?

Because it is Deputy Wade.
What’s the matter with you?

Sorry, Wade.
I just went through a tunnel.

What’s going on?

Do you remember the surviving
victim we talked about,

Finneas Taylor, the podcaster.

There’s been a development.

You need to get
to his house quick.

Okay, we’re on our way.

[knocks on door]

- Oh, hi.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- What are you doing here?

You didn’t know she was
gonna be here?

Did you know that we
were gonna be here?

Do you live here?

I have so many questions.

No, I just knew there
was a detective coming.

But you live here?

No, I don’t live here.

But why--?

Jess, what are you doing here?

I got a tip about
the homicides this morning,

and I wanted to come
interview Finneas.

I did a story on him
a few years ago.

Well, isn’t this cozy.

Deputy Wade just called us
down here.

What’s going on?

The story just got bigger.
Come in.

Is the door locked?

It’s locked.

I’m Detective Ellis,
this is Max.

Deputy Wade told us something
happened here today.

It’s okay Finneas,
you can trust him.

That.

I found it on
my front step this morning.

[dramatic]
What’s in the box?

Sorry. Um, what’s
in the box, though?

Let’s take a look,
shall we?

There’s a note.

Hm.

"Time to finish the story.
Love, a long-term fan."

[dramatic music]

Have you seen anyone hanging
around your house lately?

No. Um, nothing out
of the ordinary.

I always get prank calls
this time of year

because of the anniversary.

But- but this isn’t a prank.

What makes you so sure?

Because that’s
the same corkscrew

that almost killed me
10 years ago.

That’s impossible.

I mean, the original corkscrew
would be in an evidence box

in some long-term storage.

No, no, look.

They have the same
scratches on the handle.

Okay, I’ll tell you what.

We’ll have it sent
downtown to forensics,

and hopefully they can
tell us where it came from.

It came from whoever’s doing
the killings.

They’re telling me I’m next.

Why?

Because I’m the one
who got away.

Are you still actively
podcasting about this killer?

No, no.
After Behind the Mask,

I moved on to other
serial killer stories.

He’s one of the top
true crime podcasters.

Okay, well, look, whoever did
this knows where you live now,

so it’s not safe
for you to be here. Okay?

Not until we know more.

No, no.
I’m sorry, I can’t.

Are you forgetting the fact

that there’s a serial killer
on the loose?

You never forget that
someone did this to you.

So what’s the problem?

I’m agoraphobic.

I haven’t stepped outside
in years.

I had no idea
he was agoraphobic.

He’s never talked
about it before.

So what do we do?
We can’t just leave him here.

I can remove him
by force if necessary.

No, he’s already
traumatized enough.

Okay, we’re trying to catch
a killer here,

and I need to take this
to evidence.

Okay. I’ll stay here and try
and convince him to leave.

But he’s a target.

I’ll get Deputy Wade to come
down here and keep watch, okay?

But then after that,

I need to go to this long-term
evidence lock-up.

Ah, that’s where
I was headed too.

That’s perfect.
You two remember the rules.

Stick together.

The rules?

She’s seen
too many horror films.

Seen the right
amount of horror films.

Well, I’m down
to carpool if you are.

First time working together?

I’m a journalist.

We’re not exactly
working together.

Okay. Whatever
you want to call it.

Just don’t get murdered. Okay?

Fine.

I know history repeats itself,

but for some reason,
I thought that my history

would be
an exception to the rule.

I can’t believe this
is happening again.

Sorry. Uh, it helps me process.

No, it’s all good.

But that recorder thing
is portable, right?

You can process
from someplace else.

I appreciate what
you’re trying to do, really.

But I haven’t made it
past the front door in years.

It’s not something I talk about.

We all have things from the
past we’d rather not talk about.

Although, it looks like you talk
about a lot of worse things.

It’s been a kind of therapy,

just trying to understand how
a person could do such things.

So why do you think?

All serial killers have
one thing in common.

They love weaving a good story.

They see themselves
as the main character.

Killing gives them a sense of
control over the narrative.

So why did they send you
the corkscrew?

My guess is a power play.

I got away

so now they’re making me part
of their story.

What about your story?

If McKiller Crazy Pants is a
main character, then so are you.

It’s not that simple.

I mean, it kind of is.

Look around.

You literally narrate
your whole life.

I mean, the way I see it,

you can either
sit around and be corkscrewed,

or you can take control
and write your own story.

The question is, what does
Finneas want to do next?

Okay, either that’s a really
long Yelp review

or you started
writing your story already.

Mind your business,
Sergeant Snoopy.

You know, you never
did mention

where your tip
came from this morning.

Well, you didn’t mention
your case either.

I’m serious, Jess.

This isn’t
some ride along, okay?

If you’re sitting on information

that could compromise
this investigation,

I need to know it.

Okay. What is this really about?

Look, I just think that we have
competing priorities.

I will always be real with you
about the personal stuff,

but professionally,
that stays separate.

For example, if I have a source,
I am gonna protect them.

That is not negotiable.

Okay.

Understood.

There’s gonna be things that
I can’t tell you either.

Okay.

I know that you’ve been
burned before,

and I would never do that
to you

at work or at home.

I hope that you know that.

That’s all I needed to hear.

Besides, if I really wanted
to get something out of you,

I think it would be fairly easy.

- Oh, really?
- Really?

How would you do that, exactly?

I’ll tell you.

Oh. Oh.

Okay. Okay.

- Eyes forward, Detective.
- Yeah.

Yeah. Got it.

It’s just one foot in front
of the other.

Yeah. I don’t know about this.

Deputy Wade’s car
is right outside.

Nope. Nope.

Okay.

Talk it out.

What do you want?

Um...

What do I want?

I want to not be afraid anymore.

I want to feel
in control of my life again.

I didn’t choose how I got here,

but I want to choose
what happens next.

Well, it looks like you got
your next podcast.

And it looks like you’re
officially part of my story.

Nothing will happen
to us if we stick together.

- It’s one of the rules.
- Mm.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Oh.

You can do this.

Ready?

Yeah. Three,

two,

Ah!

Ooh.

[exhales]

[exhales]

[Jess] So the original
corkscrew evidence

was inventoried
and sealed three years ago.

The killer’s mask, his
notebooks, his gold teeth.

It’s all here.

Here we are.
Box 116.

You can use this table,
just leave it when you’re done.

- I’ll put it back.
- Okay. Thanks.

There’s nothing
in here but rocks.

What?

[Ellis]
The evidence is gone.

[Ellis] How does something
like this even happen?

The seal on the box
wasn’t even tampered with.

I don’t know what to tell you.
No one has touched this

since it was deposited here
three years ago.

The Sheriff assigned to the
original case signed off on it.

And who was that?

Let me see.

Here he is.

Stuart McMiller.

Any relation to
Deputy Wade McMiller?

Oh, you could say that.
He’s Wade’s father.

Okay. Okay.

- You’re doing great.
- Thanks.

I couldn’t do this without you.

No. This is all you, boss.

[Finneas]
Whoa. Whoa, whoa!

Why are you-
why are you going this way?

Oh, I’m so sorry, Finneas.

Highway 47 is closed.
I had to take this road.

- Oh.
- What’s wrong?

This is the Bailey Factory road.
Where the Corkscrew Killer died.

And where I almost did.

Okay. Just breathe.

You can do this.

[breathing shakily]

We’re driving past the old
factory where it all happened.

I haven’t seen it in 10 years.

Last time I was here, I was
helpless, fighting for my life.

[Max]
You’re doing great.

But I wasn’t the only victim.

Wade...

I still think about your dad.

He saw the fire
and helped drag me out.

He was a good sheriff.

He didn’t deserve
the hate that he got.

Your dad was sheriff
at the time?

Yeah. Pops was never the same
after that case.

The whole town blamed him
for not catching the killer.

It tore him apart.

He started drinking
after that... too much.

Lost the house.

Lost his job.

But he still couldn’t let it go.

So...

it’s happening again,
is it?

You come out here
to remind a drunk old sheriff

how badly he failed?

No, sir.
Not at all.

We went back to the old
original evidence today.

Now, you were
the last person to handle that.

Is that right?

Mmhmm.

Now you haven’t accessed
the evidence since then, right?

Why would I?

I have nightmares
about it enough.

And now my son’s got
to deal with it all over again.

You know, my dad was
a cop, too.

And was he proud of you?

He passed before
I could make detective.

It’s too bad.

Sometimes I think
the only reason

Wade joined the force
was to make me happy.

Hmph.

But my happiest moments

are the ones we’d spend hours
out there

hunting, camping, talking.

But that was before
any of that stuff happened.

And now the nightmares
come back.

And if you don’t catch him,

he’s going to keep killing.

Deputy Wade...
I’ll have you know,

I had to cancel paying
customers’ reservations
for these rooms.

I appreciate it, Sharon.

Well, look who decided
to finally come down

and show his face.

I didn’t want any
of this to happen.

- You have to know that.
- Don’t!

I don’t want to hear it.

Sheesh. Customer service at
this motel is seriously lacking.

All these years later,
and Sharon still resents me.

Why?

The factory belonged
to Sharon’s family,

and they lost everything
in that fire.

They couldn’t afford to rebuild.

Motel manager is
a big step down for her.

And when my podcast took off

and people started
the Corkscrew Killer Festival,

it’s just more
salt in the wound.

So that’s why she’s
such a Grinch.

Are we sure it’s safe here?

The room’s under a fake name.

Nobody knows you’re here.

And I will be parked
out front... all night.

Thanks.

Ready?

Are you okay?

Yeah. I’ll feel better
behind a locked door.

Hey, do your, um, serial
killer survival rules

say anything about motels?

Don’t watch any videotapes
you might find.

Oh, if the owner’s
obsessed with taxidermy.

Get out of there, quick,

and don’t touch
the couch cushions.

That’s not a rule.
They’re just gross.

Gotcha.

- Goodnight.
- Okay.

I believe McMiller, when he
says he sent the evidence away.

You could tell he was tormented
by it.

I feel for him, you know?

I know what that’s like

to carry around all
that unresolved trauma.

It will really pull you under
if you let it.

I’m telling you, if I didn’t
solve Daniel’s murder,

that could have easily been me.

I don’t believe that.

I don’t think you ever would
have given up.

You didn’t know me back then.

I know you now.

[notification alert]

Forensics.

It was the original corkscrew.

The blood traces matched the
old victim’s and the new ones.

So the copycat killer
did send it.

Which means they had to have
access to the evidence box.

I don’t like what I’m thinking
right now.

Look.

A hunting shed is a good place
for hiding stolen evidence.

Let’s go with water.

Grape soda.

I guess that’ll do.

[gasps]

Well, that’s not a good sign.

It doesn’t look like
anybody’s been here lately.

These packages are all addressed
to PO boxes all over the world.

And unless Stu has a side
hustle working for FedEx...

It’s an official evidence bag.

These are the Corkscrew Killer’s
gold teeth.

This is all the original
corkscrew evidence.

I read about this.

People make big money off
of these crime souvenirs.

A lock of Charles Manson’s hair

went for a quarter
mil on the dark web.

Okay, but Jess
he’s living in a trailer.

Doesn’t exactly scream
big money.

Hm.

What the hell?

Sunflower seeds.

Deputy Wade was always
snacking on sunflower seeds.

Oh, he either sold
the corkscrew to the killer or-

Oh, no.

Come on.

Max!

[knocking]
Finneas! Open up!

Max!

Oh! Thank God.

What time is it?

Lock the door and stay inside.

What’s going on?

And don’t open it for
anyone except for me or Ellis

or the pizza I just ordered

because I don’t
want it to get cold.

Yeah, okay, okay.

Well, that’s not good.

Okay, well, maybe
he’s getting a drink.

Or maybe he’s quenching his
thirst for his next kill.

Oh, jeez.
What’s the rules for this?

I knew this would come in handy.

[loud scream]

Well, this really hurts his
chances of being the killer.

Yeah, the wound looks a lot
like the other two victims.

"Nice try."

It’s our killer.
He’s taunting us.

Hey, maybe it’s a woman.
Keep an open mind

Give this to forensics.

Thank you.

Ugh, my pizza is
definitely cold by now.

Not that I have
much of an appetite.

We need to tell Wade’s dad.

I should stay with Finneas.

Okay, you get Finneas down
to the station,

and I’ll go talk to Stu.

Okay.

Look, I am so sorry, Stu.

What was Wade mixed up in?

It seems like Wade was selling

the old Corkscrew
Killer evidence.

Do you have any idea
why he would have done that?

God, my fool of a son would...

Look, this is all my fault.

How?
What do you mean?

I got behind in
my- my trailer payments

and- and he said
he’d take care of it.

I never asked him
where he got the money.

My son.

He’s gone.

This killer...

has taken the only thing
I had left.

Wade’s fingerprints are all over
the old evidence,

but obviously we know
he’s not the killer.

Now, if the killer
is a true copycat,

then there’s two more victims
to come,

and we can’t have that happen.

Finneas, you said serial killers
like stories.

So what’s the story here?

In the original killing spree,
the victims aren’t random.

So there must be
a pattern to these murders.

Wait a minute.
Wade was selling the evidence

from the original
Corkscrew Killer.

And our first victim,
Amy Myers,

was selling killer-themed merch.

And Casey Beaker was
selling tickets

to a corkscrew-themed party.

The killer threatened him.

Somebody made a podcast about
the original Corkscrew Killer.

So all the victims

were profiting
off the original story.

Exactly.

That’s why the killer’s
doing the copycat thing.

He’s mad they’re all making
money off the story.

Oh, God.

So none of this would
have happened

if it weren’t for my podcast.

Hey, Cole.

Excuse me, guys.

Don’t blame yourself.

But when this is all over,

I would think about
rebranding your podcast

to something
that won’t kill you,

like antiques or whales.

What are you still doing here?

I thought you went home
to get some rest.

No chance of that.

I learnt something
that you need to hear.

You know how Wade’s dark web
history was impossible to trace.

Yeah.
I got my cyber team on it.

Well, you can call them off.

I got in touch with a source

who’s familiar with dark web
transactions of this nature.

Who?

You know, I can’t tell you that.

Okay, fine.
What did your source say?

I told them what we were looking
for, and they’d heard about it.

Apparently, there was
a bidding war for the corkscrew.

They did more digging for me.

They know who won.

Sharon, the Grinch, Bailey.

Jessica’s source traced
the corkscrew sale

to a PO box a few hours away.

A bit more digging revealed
who the box was registered to.

It’s in Sharon Bailey’s name.

Don’t worry.
We double-checked it on our end.

Okay, so she bought
the corkscrew.

Do you think she’s
a copycat killer?

All the victims profited
off the original story.

And Sharon hated that.

She hated all the parties

and she especially
hated Finneas’s podcast.

Well, the motive is
definitely there.

And as the motel owner,

she was nowhere to be found
after Deputy Wade was killed.

So it’s not exactly
a good look.

I think it’s her.

Right.

I’ll call backup to drive
over there with you.

Bring her in before
she catches wind of anything.

Usually, journalists
don’t make it

in the building this far,
but thank you.

Any time.

Let’s get you home, Finneas.

Post up a uni outside his place
until Sharon’s brought in.

Yes, sir.

I feel sick to my stomach.

I can’t believe it’s Sharon.

She could have killed us
last night.

I know.

But it’s over now, Finneas.

We’re on our way
to arrest her right now.

You’re safe to go home,
I promise.

Thank you.
All of you.

Do we know
who’s driving me home?

I’m gonna drive you home myself.

So, ride along?

Yeah.

[Finneas] Sharon Bailey
was stuck in the past

as much as I had been.

If I needed any more
proof it was time to move on

and rewrite my story,
this was it.

One thing I have learned is that
you can’t do anything alone.

If it wasn’t for Detective Max,

I would still be stuck
in my house.

She helped me take
that first step.

Aw. Thanks for
calling me Detective.

I meant what I said before.

I couldn’t have done it
without you.

And, um, I think I’m ready
to take that next step.

Ooh. What’s that?

Skydiving? Ziplining?
Maybe we can ride the luge.

I was thinking of
something else.

We’re here.

The old Bailey Factory.

This is where my life ended.

And I can’t be scared
of it anymore.

Yes. 100 percent.

But right now, spooky
abandoned building.

That’s definitely a rule.

I know, but I have to do this.

I was terrified of going
outside yesterday,

but you showed me it was
just a step.

And this is just a building.

You’ve helped me come so far.

It’s the last thing I have
to do to be free.

Okay, I’m gonna text Ellis
and see if Sharon’s in custody.

Okay. Copy that.

Okay, so Sharon’s
not at the motel,

and the two officers I sent
to her door

say she’s not there either.

That’s not good.

No. Well, can you text Max

and just tell her to be
on red alert?

[cell phone powers down]

Oh, damn it. My messages
aren’t going through.

Maybe we should turn back.

Finneas.

Finneas, let’s stick together,
please.

If this were a horror movie,

everyone would be screaming
at me to not go in there.

And yet, here I am.

Finneas.

Rule number five.
Always charge your damn phone.

- [muffled sound]
- [gasp]

Okay.

[tense music]

Finneas!

Sharon!

[muffled sounds]

Hi, Max.

Glad you’re awake.

I didn’t want you to miss this.

What’s going on?

I’m rewriting my story.

Remember?

I didn’t plan to include you
in the story at first,

but you just wouldn’t
shut up with your, um,

be the main character crap.

It was so on the nose.

I just- I just had
to include you in it.

Lucky me.

So, was it all a lie?

Your agoraphobia?

No, no, no, no.
I- I- I was agoraphobic.

I spent years too afraid
to leave my house.

A pathetic, helpless victim.

But as I did my podcast,

I learned everything about
serial killers,

how their minds worked.

I began to admire their ability
to take control of their lives.

See, they have no fear.

The world fears them.

And I realized
that was my answer.

That was how I could stop being
the victim instead of the prey.

I became the predator.

But what’s with
the copycat shtick?

Sequels are never as good.
Why not do something original?

What better way to rewrite
my whole story

than to flip the entire script?

Bring back
the Corkscrew killings.

And this time... I’ll be
the main character.

Yeah, ’cause everyone loves
a main character

who’s killed a bunch of people.
Am I missing something?

No. Don’t be thick, Detective.

Sharon Bailey is the killer.

[muffled grunts]

Sharon Bailey,
the town grump,

murders those profiting
off her family tragedy.

Which brings us here
to our final chapter.

Sharon Bailey kidnaps
the nosy detective

at the side of the street
and brings her back to her lair.

And I have to conquer my deepest
fears to going after her to-

to save my one true love.

Your one true what?

It was love at first sight.

Solidified by a night
of passion at the motel.

It is the perfect B-story.

Okay. I’m sorry.

A night with me is
at least A-story material.

No, but I valiantly
try fighting Sharon off.

She stabs me in the arm,

wounding me just enough
to finish you off.

When did Sharon stab you?

[groans]

[groans]

[groans]

I’ll be the hero
who overcame so much

in the name of love.

It’s the perfect story.

And this time
I get to write it.

Okay, well, here’s
a crazy pitch.

What if nobody
else gets stabbed?

Wouldn’t that be fun?

Sorry. Rewrites are over.

Police! Drop the weapon!

-[thud]
-[grunts]

- [thud]
-[grunts]

Jessica!

No!

Max! Stay back!

One little slip.
That’s all it’ll take.

I’m gonna say it again.
Let her go.

Don’t come near me!

[sirens wailing in
the distance]

You see, it’s over, Finneas.

No, this isn’t how
my story is supposed to end!

You’re right.

It doesn’t have to end
like this.

Just let her go.

Don’t tell me what to do.

[floorboard snaps]
[screams]

It’s okay.

[sirens wailing in
the distance]

- Stop!
- What is it?

Give me your knife.

What? Why?

In horror films, you gotta kill
the villain, like, three times.

You gotta make sure he’s dead.
Hand it over.

No. What’s the matter with you?

Keep going, guys.

I’d keep a close eye on
that thing if I were you.

Well, you were right about
the location sharing thing.

I’ll give you that.

We wouldn’t have
found you otherwise.

See, my rules save lives.

Although I didn’t really listen
to them,

I ended up in a dark building
with the killer.

Well, he had us all fooled.

Look, I’m just happy
you’re both safe, okay?

Oh, the mayor just got here.
I need a quote for my story.

Hey, thanks for saving my butt.

Any time,
you would have done the same.

She charged a killer.
Didn’t even think twice.

But she’s right.
You would have done the same.

And hey, thank you for making
this easy.

You know...
me and Jessica.

She’s smart, hot, cool,

swings a bat like Shohei Ohtani.
What’s not to like?

Very well, I don’t know
about you,

but I just got my appetite back.

You feel like some
day-old motel pizza,

’cause I got a lot of it.

I’m good.
I’ll buy you a fresh slice.

How about that?
You’ve earned it.

[both laugh]

Here we go.

Oh, my god.

It actually worked.

Ricky, you are a genius.

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