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I was busy thinking about boys, boys,

boys I was busy dreaming about boys, boys,

boys I was busy thinking about boys, boys, boys

I

was busy reaching out for I need

that bad boy to do me right on the

I'm sorry that I missed your party.

I wish I had a better excuse. I had to trash the hotel.

Fuck her.

This is how business is done, man.

It's just a round of fucking golf.

You'd think we're taking clients out to a strip club. Which we can't even do

anymore. Exactly. We can't even do that anymore since the Christmas party last

year. I think it's because the golf club doesn't let women play there.

So?

So it means we're having client meetings without her.

Look, she should just focus on closing her own shit instead of whining about

how we're doing better than her.

Jesus. Oh, would you look at that? Good.

God almighty.

How'd you get some dignity, sweetheart?

You know, they put themselves in danger, girls like that.

And she's not careful. Some of them take advantage.

Especially kind of guys in this club.

She's kind of hot.

She's a hot fucking mess.

Hey, let's talk to Brian. I think he might be amendable to the idea if we all

present a very nice... I mean, that is just asking for it.

Oh, look at that.

You think you'd learn by that age, right?

Well, even her friends just kind of ran off somewhere.

Leaving her laying around for anyone to pick up.

Sounds like a challenge, Paul.

Yeah, maybe.

I'll go over.

Oh!

Jerry!

My God, I didn't know she was okay.

Yeah, no, of course.

Go for it, big fella.

Yeah, why don't you go see if she's okay? We're pulling for you.

Oh, my God.

Hey.

You okay?

What are you looking for?

Home. Uh-huh. It's not here.

It's gotta be here. It is home.

Uh, you think maybe you left it in the bathroom or something?

No.

You gonna be okay?

Oh, yeah.

How you gonna get home?

Ride? Ride out? Yeah, yeah.

I think you might need a phone for that.

Yeah.

I know.

Oh, no.

Okay, look, I'm headed out anyway, so I can drop you off.

No. It's totally fine. It's not a problem, really. No.

What are you gonna do?

It's fine. Come on. It's not a problem.

Let's go.

There you go. You got it? All right, just hold on to the railing.

You okay?

Oh, my God.

Come on. I just had my car cleaned.

She's fine.

No, I'm not.

I'm not going to throw up.

I don't think.

No.

There you have it, Cersei. She's not going to throw up. Woo-hoo!

Uh... My apartment is a few blocks from here.

Would you want to have a drink before him today?

Just literally right here. You want to have, like, one beer?

Yeah. Can you take us to 242 Raleigh Drive instead, please? It's a couple

blocks.

Just put the address in the app.

Address in the app.

Comquat liqueur. Here we go, milady.

Hey, sorry about my friends at the bar. They're... They're assholes.

I'm sorry.

There you go.

You got it.

Do you live alone here?

No, but my roommate's out of town, so don't worry.

Oh,

that's disgusting.

You're so beautiful.

Do you mind if I just... Got a little smudge.

I need to lay down. Oh, yeah, of course.

Right this way.

Don't go to sleep.

Why?

Gosh, you're so pretty.

Wait.

What are you... It's okay. Hey,

it's okay.

You're safe.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Wait.

Hey, hey I said, what are you doing?

We got news for you

Humanity's rising Barometer's getting

low

According to all sources This is the place to go

Cause tonight, for the first time Just about half

past ten For the first time in history It's gonna

start raining men It's raining men

Hallelujah, it's raining

I'm gonna go out to run and let myself get absolutely soaking

wet

Fuck you staring at. Stop it. You can't take a joke?

Hey, fuck you then.

Didn't hear you come in last night.

Everything all right?

I had to work late.

I thought the coffee house closed at 9.

I had to do inventory.

You have to do a lot of inventory at that place.

You should speak to the manager.

Yeah, well...

You know, I was talking to Graham earlier, and he says there's a position

opening up at head office.

And don't freak out, but I want you to know I recommended you for it. Why would

you do that?

Because you're sneaking up to join with your sad little face.

But I like it here.

No, you don't.

No, I don't, but I like you.

And I like... Hello.

Working in a customer-facing role.

Great, can I get... No.

Don't. Cassie, me, I'm fine.

Gail, really.

Johnny said he saw you at the fallout last week. Said you were completely

hammered and on your own.

He was a little worried. I know it's none of my business. He must have seen

someone else. I've never been there.

Okay.

I like your pig tails.

Thank you.

Hey, you want another drink?

Um, I don't think... Let me get you one. Vodka cranberry for the lady, please.

Hey, how old are you?

Um... Old enough, right?

Whisper something in your ear

Make

it a coffee, please

You want milk

What? Cassandra?

Yeah? Ryan.

Cooper. We were in class together at Forest Med School.

Second year neurology. Dr. Hadid's class.

Oh.

Yeah.

Ryan. Hi.

God.

Why are you working here?

Or... I didn't mean... That was rude. I didn't... You didn't mean...

What am I doing working in a shitty coffee shop?

No, I just meant, you know, given... There's no getting out of this, is

there? Nuh-uh. I'm gonna leave. Can I leave? And then come back? And I can do

it again and be better. You want milk?

Pardon?

And your coffee.

No, but you can spit in it if you want. I deserve that.

Do you want to go out with me?

What? On a... date.

Seriously? I just spat in your coffee.

Seriously you gotta read it consider the lobster is one of the fucking greats man

cracked my head open like a You

know,

I'm actually writing a novel

perfectionist you know it's just taking me forever just keep going over it and

over and over in my head just picking at it like a scab it's about uh i guess

like what it's like to be a guy right now you know like what it's like to be a

guy in the world just this gritty low-life fucked up love story and it all

takes place in new york over the course of one night you know what i'm gonna

stop talking about it i don't want to jinx it

You do coke, right?

Not really.

Oh, come on.

I got work in the morning.

Oh, whatever. So do I.

There.

Getting right.

No. I was up to this.

You are so, so pretty.

But why are you wearing all that makeup? Do you mind me asking?

I never understood why women wear so much makeup. It's like you guys are so

much more beautiful without it. It's like guys don't even like that kind of

stuff, you know?

It's just this whole sucking system meant to oppress women. It is fucked up.

I want to see you.

I don't feel good.

Did you get my glass of water? Yeah, sure.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Hey.

Hey.

There you are.

You fell asleep.

Feel better?

No.

You know, I nearly didn't come out tonight.

And I am so glad that I did. I feel such a connection to you.

Can you call me a cab?

You just got here.

I need to go home. No.

Don't go.

Stay.

My God, you are so annoying. I need to go.

No. You don't want to go home.

I need to go home.

Hey, Neil. Yeah?

He said I need to go home.

Holy shit. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What is this? Are you some kind of

psycho or something?

Why'd you say that?

I just thought that you were... Drunk? Yeah.

Really drunk?

Fuck.

Yeah. Well, I'm not.

But that's good, isn't it?

I think you should leave.

Oh. Now you want me to leave?

No. I just... I'm really high.

Like, I'm really fucking high right now.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I think you should go. But a second ago, you were determined for me to stay.

You were pretty insistent, actually.

Well, you're a nice guy.

Are you?

I thought we had a connection, I guess.

A connection?

Okay.

What do I do for a living?

Sorry, maybe that one's too hard.

How old am I?

How long have I lived in the city?

What are my hobbies?

What's my name?

All right, all right. Fuck, I get your fucking point.

What do you want from me?

Say that I'm an asshole?

Fine, I'm a fucking asshole. Whoa!

Why are you so freaked out now?

You really need to calm down.

At least you didn't try and have sex with me while I was passed out.

You do get points for that. A few guys, they don't mind so much. But you woke me

up before putting your fingers inside me.

That was sweet.

What are you trying to say? That I'm like a predator or something?

I don't know.

Are you?

I am a nice guy.

You keep saying that.

But you're not as rare as you think. You know how I know?

Who?

Because every week, I go to a club.

And every week...

I act like I'm too drunk to stand.

And every fucking week, a nice guy like you

comes over to see if I'm okay.

You wanna fuck me still?

No, thank you, ma'am.

No one ever does.

Careful next time you go out, Neil.

Your novel sounds terrible, by the way.

Night, Nina.

What's this?

Mom, what's this?

What do you mean?

This gift.

It's your birthday, Cassie.

Oh.

Yeah.

What kind of person forgets their 30th birthday? Oh, sweetheart, come on,

don't.

Don't, Stanley, no, please.

Don't. It was just a mistake, Mom.

You know I'm terrible with dates. It's not a big deal.

Not a big deal?

Not a big deal?

You just forgot your birthday.

You don't want to have a party? You don't want to see your friends?

You know I don't have any friends, Mom. Don't joke about it.

Don't.

Strange this is.

You, you're still living here at home, working in that stupid coffee shop since

you and Nina dropped out of med school.

You're out all night long doing God only knows what. Okay. And you don't have any

boyfriend. You don't have any friends.

Mom, you should have saved all that for my birthday card.

Why don't we just let the kid celebrate however she wants, okay?

All my friends, they ask about you.

I don't know what to tell them.

I don't know what happened here.

I don't... Why don't you just open your present there,

Cass? Okay?

Go ahead.

I hope you like it.

Thank you.

Whoa. Yeah.

That's direct.

A real kick in the cunt.

Is it a nice suitcase, at least? Oh, yeah. It's definitely the fanciest get

-the-fuck-out-of-our-house metaphor I've received so far.

So why don't we?

What? Get the fuck out of their house. Just, I don't know, go on Zillow or

single white female some girl.

Get a basement room in some weird guy's house, anything.

I can't afford it, Gail.

Not on what you pay me. Not even a weird guy's basement.

So take this other job, then. Take any job.

Are you firing me?

Maybe I should.

Look, you're making the assumption that I want any of it. If I wanted a

boyfriend and a yoga class and a house and kids and a job my mom could brag

about, I'd have done it. It would take me ten minutes. I don't want it.

I don't want it.

But you must want something.

You, hi.

One coffee, hold the spit.

She spat at my coffee last time.

I'm back because, um, I think you gave me a fake number the other day.

Doesn't sound like me. I know. So I spent a few hours composing a, like,

very witty, very romantic text, and then I sent that text to an oil rig worker

called Red.

Was he into it?

Surprisingly into it. It was like...

immediately inappropriate, but it's not going to work out because of the oil

rig. So I thought I'd try you again.

I just heard a phone ring in the back. I most definitely heard a phone ring in

the back.

She has to take a few imaginary calls a day.

Look, if you're not into this, totally get it.

I'm not really looking to date anyone at the moment.

Would you be interested in a friendship?

And I'm secretly pining for you the whole time?

Dating's horrible.

Everyone's horrible, okay? I went on a date last month with a woman who wanted

to euthanize the homeless.

You went on a date with my mom?

Look, I always liked you at med school, okay?

I genuinely like you. And I can't stop thinking about you spitting in my

coffee.

So go to lunch with me this weekend.

Please, if you don't like it, we can have a safe word, and you can leave, no

questions asked.

Not that you mind the killings. Your book is full of killings.

But there are things you do hate, Lord.

Perfume-smelling things, lacy things, things with curly hair.

Hey, you're all dressed up. Where are you going?

I'm going out for lunch.

A friend.

Cassie? You look very pretty, honey.

Thank you, Dad.

Where did she get a skeleton's head from? It was her grandfather's? No.

She got it from the staff room, but the worst part is she looked me in the eye,

pulled it out, and then waved it at me.

I am done.

And I'm wondering why I told that story.

Hey, there is nothing more romantic than a disturbed woman pulling a skeleton's

hand out of her vagina.

That's true. That's very true. No one ever pulls anything out of anywhere

where I work.

Right, so you didn't want to... What? Carry on with med school, or... No.

Really? Why not?

I wanted to do something else.

What?

I don't know.

You were so good, though. You knew everything. You...

I didn't know everything.

You did. You were incredible.

I was... I was awful. I... Remember, I removed the wrong kidney from my

cadaver? And look at you now, operating on children. Yes, I got better.

Thank God. But you were way ahead of everybody. You would have been a great

doctor.

I just didn't want it enough, I guess.

Um...

You want to get coffee or something? We have some time before the movie. I can

tell you about the guy who got his dick trapped in a tambourine.

Oh, my God.

Do you think people think you're my daughter from behind?

Because of the height? The height, I'm saying.

It's like a fear I have in public if I'm with a woman.

My fear is that, like, if I kiss her, like, people will be like, stop kissing

that child. I shouldn't yell this part.

I mean, try not being so tall, maybe? Don't be tall. Yeah.

Kind of flashy.

Whoa. This is a weird coincidence.

What?

I think... No. Yeah, this is my apartment.

What a weird, weird coincidence.

Yeah. Do you want to... I mean, we're here. Do you want to go up, have a

drink?

Sure, why not?

Too soon. Sorry.

No, let's go upstairs.

I don't want to go up if you don't want to. I misread things.

I'll drive you home. You know what? You're at your place. I can call a cab.

Are you sure?

Sure. Okay, I feel like I fucked this up. No, it's not you.

Cassie, what are you doing here?

I just came to pick up my herpes medication. You

have herpes too?

That saves us an awkward conversation.

So I... So I'd like to see you again.

That's cool.

But we'd need to take it slow, I understand. Of course, totally.

I... I can take it slow. I can barely move if you'd like.

Thank you.

I can write a poem.

This is awesome.

What are you doing? Want to get dinner or something?

Are you working?

Well, no.

He has leukemia and there's... Really nothing I can do for him.

It's over.

I'm kidding. My shift's over. I've got my stuff.

Don't leave.

Oh, my God.

What?

Are you seeing that guy?

No.

Aww. Good for you.

So, Ryan.

Pediatric surgeon, huh?

Yes. Yes.

You ever killed any children?

Uh, what?

While operating on them, have you ever killed any children?

Uh, no.

No. Really?

Gail. I'm, well, kids have...

passed while I've been operating.

So that's a yes. Yes. Gail, stop asking him if he's killed children. I will stop

asking him when he stops killing children.

That seems fair.

That seems fair.

I'll leave you two lovebirds to it.

Can you lock up for me, honey? Of course.

Now, if you two decide to have sex on the counter, the bleach is in the back

room.

And I don't want to walk in here tomorrow morning and see ass prints in a

coffee grind.

Got it?

Got it, lover boy?

Yeah.

I'll find you two. My God.

She seems nice.

She is. She's a good friend.

Are you friends with anyone from Forest Hill?

No.

Really? No one? No one.

Really? No one?

I can't shake them off.

You still hang out with those guys?

They're not that bad. They aren't, really.

Oh, my God.

Madison McPhee just had twins.

She's completely obsessed.

I don't remember Madison.

You... I thought you were close.

You guys and that other girl.

No.

Oh, my God. Al Monroe is marrying this bikini model?

He got this hideous tattoo of her name to propose?

Amazingly, she said yes.

Classic Al, you know, landing on his feet.

Al Monroe?

You... Well, you must remember Al.

Yeah, I thought he moved to London.

Yeah, he was there for years, but he just moved back to get married.

You see him a lot?

Uh, we're not close, but he's in the group.

We actually see each other at work because he's an anesthesiologist.

Good for him.

And he's getting married.

Welcome to the Hotel St. Jonas. Thank you.

One ginger ale and one bottle of champagne.

Don't worry, I can do that. Oh, but it's...

Cassie.

Madison.

Oh, my God.

Look, you look amazing.

I almost didn't recognize you.

You look exactly the same. You're sweet. I look so old. No. That's what having

twins will do to you. It's tragic.

Do you have kids?

No.

You'll get there.

Champagne? What are we drinking to?

Two old friends.

Honestly,

I thought I'd be bored out of my skull watching the kids, but it's been great,

actually. Are we out already? Can we get another bottle? Thanks.

I haven't been day drunk in forever.

So fun. So fun.

TBH, I know all guys say they want wives that work, but it's not true.

No? No. I mean, they all want a feminist in college because it's cool to have a

girlfriend who cares about something. And statistically, feminists are more

likely to do anal. It's a literal fact, by the way. Really?

You know, it comes down to it. All guys want the same thing.

And what's that?

A good girl.

I don't seem to remember you were that much of a good girl in med school.

Well, Fred, thanks. Fred didn't know me at school. He met me when I was working

at Laurel.

Poor Fred.

What he doesn't know won't kill him, right?

I'm glad everything has worked out so well for you, Madison.

Thanks. It really has.

Yeah. You know, I actually wanted to meet you today.

To talk about something in particular.

I did wonder.

No one's heard from me in, like, forever.

I wanted to talk to you about why I dropped out.

Okay, sure. You remember what happened, right?

Oh, such a long time ago now. I know, but you remember.

I mean, vaguely.

Do you ever think about it?

Why would I? Right.

Why would you?

So if a friend came to you now, came to your house and told you that they

thought something bad had happened to them the night before.

Cassie! Something bad.

It was years ago. What would you say?

What would you say?

I'm sorry.

I'm a little...

Weird. Would you roll your eyes behind her back and dismiss the whole thing as

drama? I don't know why you're mad at me.

Okay, I'm not the only one who didn't believe it. If you have a reputation for

sleeping around, then maybe people aren't going to believe you when you say

something's happened.

I mean... It's crying wolf.

You thought I was crying wolf.

I don't make the rules.

Look, when you get that drunk... Things happen.

Don't get blackout drunk all the time and then expect people to be on your

side when you have sex with someone you don't want to.

That's a shame.

I was hoping it'd feel differently by now.

Sorry. For your sake, I was hoping it'd feel different by now.

Look... Don't be mad.

Just, I'll get the check, alright?

It's my treat.

Hello?

Are you okay, Madison?

My head is spinning. I just feel... Oh, shit.

Oh, my God.

Sorry.

It really is so great seeing you again.

You really haven't changed at all.

So She's over there Room 25 Your money's in

the envelope you're sure about this I'm sure

blast from the past.

Uh, hey, I was pretty drunk. I can't really, um... Look, did you see me

talking to a guy, like, our age?

He seemed to know you.

Just trying to piece some things together.

Cassie, sorry, please call me back. I'm freaking out a little. I woke up in one

of the hotel rooms. I think something might have happened.

See you tomorrow, bitches.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Hi.

Me? Yeah.

Hi. What's up?

I'm so sorry, but my phone has died and I'm so late for work. Do you live around

here? Do you know the area?

I guess. Why?

Could you tell me how to get to the Castle Diner? You know what? I'm

actually, like, really late. Please, I'm supposed to be shooting this music

video. Music video?

Yeah, I'm a makeup artist, and it's my first time working with these guys, and

if I'm late, I may as well not... Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Are you working for Wet Dreams?

You didn't see that. I know where the Castle Diner is. Don't worry about it.

I'll ask someone else. No way. No way. Oh, my God! You're working with Wet

Dreams! Oh, my God!

Are they there right now? You need to calm down. I can direct you. Sorry.

No.

If I don't direct you, how are you gonna find it?

I can't. If you tell anyone or you post about this, I will never work again. I

swear I won't post anything.

I promise.

Take my phone. Seriously, take it.

Oh, God, okay, good, I'm fine.

But you have to be cool about this. No, of course I won't.

Whoa. You really are a fan.

I'm obsessed. I have a whole Insta dedicated just to George's dog.

Crazy Corinthians.

I know.

You know what?

This, this was fate.

Sure sounds like it, Mom.

Uh-uh.

Yes.

Bean Walker is ready if you'd like to go on through.

Daisy. That's me. Dean Walker.

Please sit.

My assistant says that you are interested in resuming med school.

That's right. May I ask what prompted your desire to get back to your studies?

I guess I couldn't stop thinking about my time here.

Yeah, that's an extraordinary place.

That's an unusual request.

Yes, but I left under unusual circumstances.

Oh.

I left because of what happened to Nina.

Hmm.

Nina Fisher.

You don't remember her?

Maybe you remember Alexander Monroe?

Oh, yes.

Alexander Monroe. He actually just came back and gave a talk here.

Oh, he's a really nice guy. Really smart. Are you a friend of his? No.

So you don't remember the accusations made against Al Monroe?

I don't. He took a girl.

Nina Fisher.

The one you don't remember.

Back to his room where he had sex with her repeatedly and in front of his

friends while she was too drunk to have any idea what was going on.

She was covered in bruises the next day.

Handprints, I guess you could say.

Was it reported?

Yes.

Do you know who Nina spoke to?

You.

But you can't remember, so...

You felt there wasn't sufficient evidence. You said it was too much of a

he-said-she-said situation.

Well, you know, we get accusations like this all the time.

One or two a week.

I'm sorry I don't remember your friend Nina, but I can assure you at that time

that I looked into it thoroughly.

His friends were all watching.

Laughing. It's so hard.

But you know, also if she was drinking and...

Maybe couldn't remember everything.

So she shouldn't have been drunk.

I'm not saying that.

Sorry, I don't mean to sound critical, Dean Walker. I just want to be clear.

None of us want to admit when we've made ourselves vulnerable.

When we've made a bad choice.

And those choices, those mistakes, can be so damaging.

And really regrettable.

Regrettable? Yes, I mean, because what would you have me do?

ruin a young man's life every time we get an accusation like this.

So you're happy to take the boy's word for it? I have to give him the benefit

of the doubt.

Of course you do. Because innocent until proven guilty.

No arguing with that.

No.

Thank you for your time.

Is your friend okay?

No. She's not.

But Al Monroe is.

You'll be glad to hear he's doing really well. He's getting married, actually.

So, you know, I guess he did the right thing.

We have to give these boys the benefit of the doubt.

That's why I know you won't mind, but three hours ago, I picked your daughter

Amber up from school and introduced her to the boys who live in that room now.

What? She is really pretty, huh?

She looks a lot older than she is.

I don't believe you. I noticed they had a few bottles of vodka in the room, too,

but I'm sure they'll take good care of your daughter. She seemed excited,

actually.

Oh, wait.

I have her phone.

She'll be wanting that later.

You're crazy.

No.

Tell me what room my daughter is in right now.

I told you the same room Nina was in. I told you I don't remember that.

Well, that's a shame.

What are you doing?

She's a young girl.

I wonder if she looks so young to those guys.

You better tell me what room she's in.

Tell me what fucking room she's in!

Now! You sociopath! Tell me where she is!

okay?

Is that what you want to hear?

You're right.

You're right.

Look how easy it was.

I guess you just had to think about it in the right way.

I guess it feels different when it's someone you love.

Tell me where my daughter is.

Relax. Dean Walker, do you really think I would do something like that?

Luckily, I don't have as much faith in boys as you do.

Amber is sitting in a diner, waiting for her favorite boy band to show up for a

music video.

It's the Castle Diner, if you want to call and check.

Or you should probably call, actually. Or she may never figure out they're not

coming.

She's kind of an idiot, huh?

Gorgeous, though.

Who needs brains?

They never did a girl any good.

Great to see you again Dean Walker

You blow the entire DMV?

Hello?

Talking to you.

Look at me, you stupid cunt.

Huh?

Okay, yeah. Where are you going?

Just going to leave your car at the intersection?

Coming over here?

Huh? You angry?

Excuse me?

Fuck you.

Ryan, what are you... She lives.

I'm just kidding. You weren't answering your phone, so I was... Oh, shit. The

movie.

I'm so sorry. I had to work late.

Yeah, I went by the coffee shop. Gail said you took the day off.

Um... Everything all right?

Yeah.

No, I'm fine. I'm just in the middle of something.

Totally. Got it. We can make a movie still if we skip dinner. Um, I'm a

little tired.

Yeah. You mind if I call you tomorrow?

Sure. Great.

Are you okay, though? You seem kind of... What?

Off.

No, I'm fine. Just too much coffee.

Don't work in a coffee shop.

Okay.

All right, night.

All right, good night.

Here we go.

Now, when we get to the house, you've got to be quiet because I don't know if

my parents are asleep or not. You've got to be respectful.

This is fucking surprise.

1.2, that's... It's not that far. You can walk, right?

I don't know.

Let's try. Come on now.

There we go.

That was fun.

Cassie?

Ryan, what are you doing here?

I'm meeting friends because my schedule cleared up last minute.

Let me explain. It's fine.

My bad, dude. I didn't know the woman was taken, but she's all yours, man. Oh,

my.

Do you know her name or... Claire?

Wow. Pretty close.

Okay. Have a good night. Don't go, Ryan. Wait, please. If you didn't, if you

weren't interested in this, you could have just told me.

That's ice cold.

That was humiliating. Why don't you just fuck off now, okay?

Are you sober?

Oh, shit.

You're that psycho that Jerry took home.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You know what? Not interested, sweetheart.

Nah, why don't you take crazy somewhere else? You're not even that hot.

You're hardly dropping panties yourself, Paul.

When was the last time you scored in daylight?

Careful.

No, you be careful.

I'm not the only one who does this.

And some of the other girls, they're really all crazy.

I don't believe you.

There's a woman in the city that carries a pair of scissors.

You're lying.

Try it out next time you go out. See what happens.

Why do you guys have to ruin everything?

Can I help you?

I really hope so.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm no longer practicing the law, if that's what you've come for.

It's not about that.

I'm afraid it's your day of reckoning.

I've been waiting.

Come in.

Your office told me you were on sabbatical.

It was very easy to get your address. They just gave it to me. I told them to

give it to anyone who asked.

That doesn't seem safe.

No use hiding from the piper.

He has to be paid.

I guess so.

You seem nervous, Mr. Green.

I came here to talk to you about something that happened seven years ago.

You probably won't remember a client named Alexander Monroe.

You helped so many boys like him.

And you most certainly won't remember the girl who you threatened and bullied

till she dropped her case.

I remember her.

Nina?

Was that it?

I'm sorry, I don't remember her full name, but... It was Nina, though,

wasn't it?

Yes.

I remember her.

You come here to hurt me?

Do you want me to hurt you?

I think so.

I had what I think was an epiphany, but my doctors called it

a psychotic episode.

And it was at work, so... So now...

I'm on a sabbatical.

You know, I got a bonus for every settlement out of court. I got another

bonus for every charge dropped. We all did.

There was a guy.

His only job was to comb through all their social media accounts for any

compromising information.

He contacted old friends, past sexual partners.

Oh, you'd be amazed how much easier it is now with the Internet to dig up dirt.

In the old days, we had to go through a girl's trash.

Now, one drunk photo at a party.

Oh, you wouldn't believe how hostile that makes a jury.

You gotta help me.

I can't sleep.

I forgive myself.

I want you to know that.

I'll never forgive myself for any of this.

I forgive you.

I'm so sorry.

Go to sleep.

Do I go in now?

No. Oh.

I'm still getting paid though, right?

Yeah Cassie?

Do you remember Nina's 16th birthday party? Oh, my gosh. How could I forget?

That was such a mess.

Nina threw up on the swing.

Mm-hmm.

Certainly not her finest moment.

And that boy stole your vase, and she made him bring it back to you and

apologize.

He was so scared of her. She was holding onto his ear. You better say you're

sorry to my mom, you asshole.

What's his name?

Simon or...

Steve or something Why are you

here I Just wanted to see

You need to stop this it isn't good for any of us. It's no good for Nina

Isn't good for you Look I know you feel bad that you weren't there, but

you gotta let it go

I'm just trying to fix it.

Oh, come on, you can't.

Don't be a child, Cassie.

I'm so sorry I didn't go with her.

No.

I'm sorry, too.

Cassie, move on.

Please.

For all of us.

Oh, great, it's you.

Can I come in?

Yep.

Do you want something? Do you want a coffee?

Or another dude to go home with?

Yeah, actually, do you have any douchebags lying around?

Yeah, there's a racist on the eighth floor. Yeah.

Perfect.

What do you want?

Cassie.

I came to apologize about... I've been trying to think about how to explain.

It's not that I'm not interested.

I really am.

I really, really am.

Okay. Sorry if I'm confused.

You... Sorry.

We've been on a couple dates.

You won't...

Kiss me or touch me, which is fine.

And then I see you going home with some random creep in a fedora.

I admit, the fedora was unforgivable.

The other night... It's hard to explain, but it won't happen again.

I promise it'll never happen again.

Can we...

Try again.

Can I? I mean... I don't... I don't know.

Are you okay?

Um... It's fine.

I'm... I guess I'll see you around.

We're closed.

Good.

Do you want to go to dinner, you miserable asshole?

Yeah.

First trip to the pharmacy together.

Yeah. Big step.

I'm sorry.

Are you singing Parasol? What? Yeah.

Oh, okay. Yeah.

Stop it.

It's fine, it's fine, it's fine.

even though the guys are crazy even though the stars are blind if you show

me real love baby i'll show you mine i can make you nice and naughty with the

devil and angel too

This is so much less sad when there's one of you.

That's the you.

Yogurt white blue.

I could

be your company dog

Just one of your girlfriends Why shouldn't we be with the one

we really

If you show me real love, baby, I'll show you mine.

You make it nice and naughty.

You're the devil and angel, too.

Got a heart and soul and body. I haven't done this in a pharmacy in weeks.

Literally weeks.

Thank you.

Sorry.

There.

Gee. Would love it, yeah. Thank you.

Bread? Uh, yep. Okay.

Oh, thank you.

What a home. It's unbelievable.

It's so beautiful. Yeah, it's nice. Susan works really hard. Yeah, it shows.

Eat, eat, before it gets cold. This looks delicious.

Thank you. I made the sauce.

The sauce is... Mmm.

The sauce is really good.

Incredible.

Ryan, I hear you're a doctor.

Your parents must be very, very proud.

Not really. They wanted me to be a DJ.

He's funny.

That's funny.

You didn't say he was funny, Cassie.

Dad.

You didn't say he was... You didn't say he was funny?

No. I said you were boring, but rich.

I am boring.

Not that rich.

Oh, well. In that case, thanks for stopping by, kid.

What kind of doctoring do you do?

Uh, pediatric.

So... Children.

What was your dad... What was that doctor's name?

Cassie's doctor.

Gary? Um... No, Dr...

Katzen something.

Yeah, Dad, he was like 80.

Yeah, well, you don't know Dr. Katzen.

No. I'm confused. Are there different parts of the body on a child?

No. It's pretty much the same thing. You're just, you know, different colored

Band-Aids and things.

It's not brain surgery.

I get it, yeah.

This sauce is absolutely unbelievable.

Not you tonight.

Thanks for introducing us to Ryan.

I know it was hard.

And your mom, she's, well, I mean, we're both so glad

that...

Oh my God, Dad.

He's not that nice.

Yeah, I must be tired.

Okay.

Honey, Nina was like a daughter to us.

You know that.

We really miss her.

But God, we have missed you.

See you tomorrow.

Your mom.

Oh, your mom is hot. Sorry.

Your mom is extremely hot.

Do you want her number?

I could hook you up. Really?

I think she likes you more than I do.

Well, that's not true.

Can I... Can I tell you something?

Sure.

I think you're amazing.

Just shut up, you stupid bitch.

I... Just take this, please. I think you're incredible.

I... I'm... I'm... I think I'm falling in love with you.

I think I'm falling in love with you, too.

Oh, my God. Don't make a thing of it. I'm going to buy you a bicycle.

I'm going to buy you a bicycle. I'm cool.

I'm so cool.

Oh, I'm the coolest.

Cassie!

Madison,

what are you doing here?

Sorry. I tried calling. I left messages about that guy, your friend.

I don't know if your phone number wasn't working. Maybe I had an old one. I

just... I know it seems kind of crazy, me waiting on your porch like some

stalker or something. Madison, I'm sorry. I should have called you back.

Nothing happened with that guy. Please believe me.

Are you sure?

It seemed like... I know what it seemed like, but it wasn't.

He didn't touch you.

I was so worried that he and I... He just put you in bed.

Kept an eye on you to make sure you were okay.

I'm really sorry I didn't call you back. It wasn't nice.

God.

Look, I need to show you something.

Okay.

Can we go inside?

Yeah.

Do you want a glass of water or something?

No, thank you.

After we had lunch and... I got so drunk

and woke up in a hotel room with that guy.

Um... I thought about it.

About what you said about Nina.

How we all just acted like...

And I remembered

something.

What?

What?

There was a tape.

stupid video got sent around I got sent it everyone did at the time it was just

gossip you know gossip so much

stuff happened back then like all the time you know what it was like it was

just one blackout after the next I hoped I'd imagined it but saved

all my Phones for photos or whatever.

So... Here.

I don't know how we all could have watched it and, um... What?

Thought it was funny.

You can have the phone, okay?

You don't have to watch it. I really wouldn't.

Watch it. But, um, I don't know. Do whatever you want with it. Just leave me

out of it.

And... Please, will you do me a favor?

Yeah.

Never fucking contact me again.

Whoa, this is insane.

Ryan, come look at this.

Once upon a time, there was a pretty fly.

He had a pretty wife.

Cassie, what are you doing here? Are you okay?

Can we go somewhere to talk privately?

I'm working.

We need to talk right now.

Okay, what's going on? Are you alright?

You're such an asshole.

What happened?

I really thought for a second it was all going to be okay.

Cassie.

Look at this.

I don't want to look at that, Cassie.

Why not?

You were happy to watch back then.

What are you talking about? I wasn't.

I don't remember.

I don't.

Didn't make an impact, huh?

I was a kid.

I... I need you to do something for me.

And I want you to think about it very carefully.

I have this video ready to send to everyone in your address book. Your

parents, your colleagues, all your old buddies and their wives. Cassie, come

on.

So I can send it out right now?

Or you can tell me where Alan Monroe's bachelor party is.

What?

Why? You don't need to know why. What are you going to do?

Well, that depends.

On what?

Do you think they'll fire you here, Dr.

Ryan Cooper?

I mean, you work with kids, right? They have to be careful. Things have changed

so much since we were at school, haven't they? Think about this, please, please.

I cannot begin to tell you how much I've thought about it.

There, okay?

They're going to be there this weekend, all of them. You don't think I'm a bad

person? Cassie, I love you.

I love you, Cassie.

You've got to forgive me.

Tell me you'll forgive me.

So you're perfect, right? You've never done anything

you're ashamed of?

You're... I can't.

Are you going to tell everybody?

I don't know.

I don't know if I can live with the threat of this hanging over me.

I didn't even do anything.

Okay.

Poor Ryan, just an innocent bystander.

Yeah.

Don't tell any of them that I'm coming.

Because I'll send the video around just the same if you do. And then we both

won't be doctors, you fucking failure.

Nice.

Bye, Ryan.

Doctor's here.

Stripper time, baby! Let's go!

Nurse! I'm feeling sick! I told you guys, no strippers.

Anastasia's gonna lose her shit.

All right, who ordered?

Joe. Don't look at me.

No one's owning that?

All right, well, when Anastasia finds out, it's your fucking funeral. You're

out of here.

I take it you're the groom?

Yeah.

Let's sit the fuck down.

Oh, shit.

Now, I'm gonna need you all to kneel down in front of me like the naughty

boys you are.

All the patients are accounted for.

Time to go upstairs.

No, it's okay. I don't, uh, want to.

Look, I don't have to do anything if you don't want me to. But I only get paid if

I go upstairs with you.

I'm a little scared of you.

You don't need to be scared.

Get on the bed.

All right.

Oh, no, no, no. Sorry, I'm not sure about that.

It's for my safety. When I give private dances, guys can get a little handsy.

Oh, right. Yeah, of course.

You know, you don't need to... I'm a gentleman.

Are you? Yeah.

You might be surprised to hear that gentlemen are sometimes the worst.

Oh, sorry, can you loosen these a little?

You'll get used to it.

Look, I don't want to sound like a pussy, but you're not going to do

anything, are you?

It's just, I love my fiancé and we're getting married, so I don't want any...

Hey, do I look like someone who would make you do something you don't want to

do?

No. Exactly.

Hi.

So what's your name?

Candy.

I mean your real name.

Nina. Nina Fisher.

What did you say?

I said my name is Nina Fisher.

Can you let me go, please?

I'm sorry, I can't.

Did one of the guys put you up to this?

Was it Joe?

Jesus Christ, that is dark, even for him.

I don't follow.

You're not Nina Fisher.

Why not?

Because she's dead, okay?

Must be another Nina Fisher, a coincidence.

Yeah, I don't think so. Hey, can you let me out of these, please? This isn't

funny. Why would I give you a dead girl's name?

Hey, this is fucked up, okay? Stop.

But I'm not doing anything.

Guys? Hey, Joe?

Brandon? Chip? Hey, guys, can you get up here, please?

I don't think they can hear you.

And even if they could, they're all passed out by now.

Because if there is one thing I learned at Forest, it's how easy it is to slip

something into a drink.

You'd think they'd remember that, especially Joe.

Do I know you?

I'm not sure you'd remember me, Al. You were so popular.

You're Nina's friend.

You're Nina's friend. So you did notice me after all.

I'm surprised. I wasn't super fuckable back then, so I thought I kind of

slipped your attention.

What do you want, money? You blackmailing me?

I want you to tell me what you did.

Are you talking about... What do you think I'm talking about?

I didn't do anything.

We were kids.

If I hear that one more time.

Look, maybe she regretted it after, okay? Oh, yeah, she regretted it. I

didn't do anything!

Wrong! What the fuck?

Look, I... I don't know what you want me to say, okay? But we did not...

What?

You know.

No? She could barely hold her head up. She had no idea what was going on. It

was a fucking... I mean, yeah, look, we were all drunk, of course, but she was

into it.

Didn't look like she was into it on the video.

Video?

Oh, you don't remember?

Your friend Joe taped it.

Let me tell you, that party does not look so good in the cold light of day.

I'll give you anything, okay? I mean, I'll do anything.

Anything. Oh, don't cry.

Really, don't fucking cry. Tell me what you did. I didn't do anything wrong,

though. She dropped out.

Top of her class, and she dropped out.

I did, too, to take care of her.

The two of us gone.

You graduated magna cum laude, though.

Did you ever feel guilty, or did you just feel relieved that she'd gone? You

know, I was affected by it, too, okay? I mean, it's every guy's worst nightmare

getting accused like that.

Can you guess what every woman's worst nightmare is?

The thing is, you thought you'd gotten away with it because everyone had

forgotten. Fuck!

But I haven't.

You're out of your fucking mind!

I was so sad to leave, you know?

I wanted to be a doctor my whole life.

But lately I've been feeling like I might want to get back into it.

Stop. You know... Please stop.

Nina was extraordinary.

So smart.

Help! Weirdly smart.

Help! Help me!

Fuck! Help me!

I want you to know what she was like, okay?

Come on! She's just so difficult to explain because she was just so

completely herself.

Even when she was four years old.

She was fully formed from day one.

Same face.

Same walk.

And funny.

Like a grown-up is funny. Kind of...

Shrewd.

I was just in awe of her.

I couldn't believe she wanted to be my friend.

I shouldn't give a fuck what anyone else thought apart from me, because she was

just... Nina.

And then she wasn't.

Suddenly she was something else.

She was yours.

It wasn't her name she heard when she was walking around. It was yours.

Your name.

All around her.

All over her. All the time.

And it just... squeezed her out.

So when I heard your name again, your filthy fucking name,

I wondered when was the last time anyone had said hers.

Or thought it even, apart from me.

And it made me so sad because, Al, you should be the one with her

name all over you.

No.

No.

Don't worry, I've sterilized everything.

I really would have been a great doctor. You're insane.

You know what?

I honestly don't think I am.

I'll do this as quick as I can, okay?

What a night.

The fucking nurse?

Are you kidding me?

Nice.

Joe?

Oh, Al, please, don't freak out, all right? Anastasia's never gonna find out.

What happens on tour stays on tour.

She's dead, Joe?

Come on.

I'm not kidding.

All right, I got you.

You're being ironic.

What? You killed the stripper at your bachelor party? What is this, the 90s?

Ow.

Classic.

Come on. You want me to get her out of here so you can get some sleep? All

right.

All right.

Honey, time for you to go.

Come on.

What is she doing?

Hey, honey, come on. We got to go.

Honey, what are we doing?

Jesus.

Fucking... Fuck.

Is she dead?

Why is the fucking stripper dead?

I told you.

Well, how did this happen?

I don't know.

Okay. Hey, Al.

This is not your fault.

I don't know. It kind of seems like it is. No, no, no, no. It's not.

It's not.

Am I... Am I gonna go to jail?

What? What about the wedding and my job?

Anastasia's gonna be so upset with me.

Well, no, no. Ow, ow, ow, ow. It was an accident, right?

I mean... It was an accident. I mean, of course it was a fucking accident.

Yeah, of course it was a fucking accident. No one's gonna go to jail

because no one's ever gonna find out.

If anybody asks, we all saw her leave last night. She stripped.

And then she left.

She left? She left.

Okay. All right.

It's going to be fine. All right?

We're going to take care of this.

We just got to get rid of the body before the others leave.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. It's okay. Look at me.

This is not your fault, Aaron. You did nothing wrong. All right.

All right.

You did nothing wrong.

This is not your fault. How can you uncuff me?

Come here. Come here.

This is a man who thinks with his heart.

His heart is not always wise.

This is a man who stumbles and falls.

But this is a man who tries.

This is a man you forgive and forgive and help and

protect as long...

track her cell phone or something?

I'm sorry, ma'am. It was turned off before she left.

Seems like she really didn't want anyone to know where she was.

But it's just not like her to disappear like this. Well, that's not entirely

true. Stanley, I... You know, she was

getting better.

She was getting better. Yes, she was. Of course she was.

She'll come back.

You know how she is. She always comes back.

Was she seeing anyone?

Did she have a boyfriend?

Yes.

Are you Dr. Cooper?

Yeah.

Detective Waller.

Yeah. Come in, please.

Have a seat.

Pediatric surgeon, huh?

Yeah.

That's very commendable. Thank you for all that you do for the community.

Sure. Yeah.

I'm sorry to bother you at work, Doctor.

Do you know a Cassandra Thomas?

Yeah. Yes.

Yes. How do you know her?

We were... We were seeing each other.

Were seeing each other. We broke up a few days ago. Define a few days.

Last Thursday? Have you had any contact since?

No. I'm sorry, what is this regarding?

Cassandra's parents have filed a missing persons report.

I'm sorry, what?

Why?

Because she's missing.

Since when?

Since Friday.

She told her parents something about a work trip, but her colleague didn't know

anything about it. Do you have any idea where she might have been going to this

weekend?

She mentioned the work trip, yeah.

Any idea where?

No.

No. I'm sorry.

That's all right, Doc.

Between you and me, it sounded like she wasn't feeling so good.

Mentally, I mean.

Her father seemed to think she was a little unstable.

Yeah, she was...

Not in a good place.

Do you think she might have wanted to hurt herself?

Yeah.

She could have.

She could have, yeah.

I thought that might be the case.

Thank you for your honesty.

Well, I don't want to bother you anymore, but if you wouldn't mind coming

to the station tomorrow, you know, for an official statement. Of course,

anything I can do to help. Thank you for your time, Doctor.

Appreciate it. Thank you.

That's cute.

Yeah.

Anastasia?

You're the greatest thing that ever happened to me.

You are my moral compass and the love of my life.

Al, you are my best friend and my soulmate.

I love you.

Al's like a brother to me. We grew up together.

We're the best of friends.

We've been through thick and thin, and I just love him.

And, you know, he's met Anastasia, who, by all accounts, is just a solid catch.

It's great.

How you doing, man? Hey.

You that bridesmaid over there?

Just the type of girl that makes you go home to your wife and say... Here she

trains Cirque du Soleil.

Come on her ass and her face at the same time.

That's nice.

Unmovable.

It's good seeing you. Good. Yeah, you too.

There'll be no strings to bind your hands.

Not if my love can't bind your heart

There's no

need to take a stand For it was I who chose to start

I see

no need to take me home

To face them

Maybe the sun's light will be dim and it won't matter anyhow.

If morning's echo says we've sinned, well, it was what I wanted

now.

And if we're victims of the night,

You're Alexander Monroe?

You're under arrest for the murder of Cassandra Thomas?

Officer, please remove the bride.

I don't beg you to stay.

The second you forget me is the second that I come right back.

Every whiskey that you're drinking, you'll be thinking how it burns.

I didn't teach you a lesson. Heard you get nervous whenever I'm hunching. So if

you're scared, then go find your priest. Go find the confession.

My revenge is sweeter than honey. Lick it up with your mouth.

Never thought your jokes were that funny.

But ain't it funny how I'ma have the last laugh.

Cause the second you forget me is the second that I come right back.

Every whiskey that you're drinking, you'll be thinking how it burned like

that. Is it a bird?

Is it a plane?

No, it's me in your dreams. Oh, baby, call it nightmares.

Ah, ah, ah.

Yeah, I'm a, I'm a Harvard F.

Love.

Yeah, I'm a, I'm a Harvard F.

Love.

Yeah, I'ma, I'ma have the last laugh