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Previously on "Stitchers"...

How long have you been spying on me for?

The entire last year.

I wouldn't mind doing some fieldwork.

The agency has people
who handle the fieldwork.

Unsocialized nerds and girls
in catsuits need not apply.

You must think I'm an awful person.

All things considered on certain occasions,

I'd say you're...

Pretty remarkable.

Oh, and I don't think you're an idiot.

- Thanks.
- You're more of an imbecile.

It's so nice to finally meet you, Kirsten.

Did Ed Clark commit suicide?

- No.
- How did he die?

Protecting you.

Ed Clark left this for me.

It has a sequence of terms on it.

Do you think you could try
and decipher them for me?

Those digital codes on the cassette

that Ed gave you, they're map coordinates.

Where have you been all my life?

Who?

Not who. These boots.

They're sick!

They're $500. I think I'm going to be sick.

Uh, you have that kind of money?

- No.
- You don't need new boots.

But I deserve to treat
myself every once in a while.

You know, most government
contractors make bank,

we zap you into dead people's
memories to solve crimes.

We should be paid accordingly.

The Program already pays us.

Yeah, but there's no surplus.

And these have patent purple
leather, tigers eye buttons,

antique brass ring detail,
and a kitten spool heel.

So, stop whining and ask for
a raise like normal people do.

You are telling me what normal people do?

Oh, and our hot water heater is on a blink,

so take it easy with those long showers.

You have no sense of time.

How do you know how long I take in there?

Today was 23 minutes and seven seconds.

Okay, timing me in the
shower is mega creepy.

Mega. Like now I need another shower.

Hello.

Is Kirsten home?

Why no, she is not.

Liam?

I knew there was no point
in trying to surprise you,

but I hope you're happy to see me.

Of course I am. Come in.

Um...

But I have to go.

I don't.

Yes, we do.

It's for work. It's urgent.

Do what you have to do.

You mind if I hang here till you get back?

Make yourself at home.

Hi.

- Camille.
- Bye.

Okay, spill now. Who is Liam?

My boyfriend.

Wait, what?

- Synced and corrected by martythecrazy -
- www.addic7ed.com -

Our sample is a Jane Doe, early 20s.

She was found by hikers

on a trail beneath Mulholland Drive.

There is evidence of a scuffle
by the side of the road above.

You mean she was pushed.

That's what the L.A.P.D. believes.

- That's horrible.
- Yes, it is.

But we can't fine her killer

until we identify her. Any questions?

I have one.

Since when does Kirsten have a boyfriend?

"Boyfriend"?

I think Maggie meant
any relevant questions.

Correct. Get to work.

Camille, let's talk.

Yes, I know.

Relevant questions from here on.

Spare me the lecture.

"Boyfriend"?

Oh, so the magster likes to dish.

Okay, his name is Liam, and
he is drop-dead delicious.

What do you know about him?

Nothing. He just showed
up at our door this morning

like a little slice of heaven.

Meanwhile, Kirsten has never mentioned him.

Okay. Find out everything
you can about him.

I want a full report.

Uh, actually...

I'm not comfortable with that.

Excuse me?

Well, when you first
recruited me to spy on Kirsten,

I didn't know her, but now that we're...

Ugh, friends.

Yeah, it just doesn't feel right.

Mm. We pay you to complete
your assignments...

which right now is about Liam...

not to spy on Kirsten, but to protect her.

That's what friends do.

Entiendo.

Speaking of pay, now might not be

the best time... and it isn't.

Not comfortable with that either so...

- Medical.
- Go.

- Communications.
- Yep. We're a go.

- Sub-bio.
- Go.

- Life-sci.
- We are a go.

Comm check. One, two, one, two.

I hear you.

Tim, how we looking?

Awesome.

Okay, Kirsten, once inside the memory,

try to focus on finding us
a name for Jane Doe, huh?

Will do. Let's hit the road already.

"Roads"?

Where we're going, we don't need roads.

Initiate stitch neurosync on my mark.

Three...

Two...

One...

Mark.

Talk to me.

Where'd the memories pull you?

Right into a hot tub.

There she is. I see her.

Jane Doe is here partying with friends.

The place is beautiful.

So Jane Doe's rich.

Or just friends with someone who is.

Best fourth of July ever!

It's fourth of July.

I'm in the house with them now.

Find some identifiers. An address or...

Somethin'.

Giorgio, stop it. No.

No, baby. Come on.

She's got a little yip-yip dog.

- Aw.
- We need a name.

Uh, Sunshine, we need a name.

- For the dog?
- For Jane Doe.

She's taking selfies with an
issue of Mulholland Magazine.

I think it's her house on the cover.

Camille, pull up archives
for Mulholland Magazine.

On it.

This place is wired with
all the bells and whistles.

Lots of expensive art.

Even in the bathroom.

I'm in a different bathroom now.

How many bathrooms does this place have?

45 seconds.

45 seconds. Different how?

It... it doesn't belong in the same place

as the first, it's old.

Shabby.

30 seconds.

Make the bounce, Ace.

"Iheartlinus."

Sorry, I never got her name.

Any idea who killed her?

No.

All her friends seemed happy.

She was just a rich
girl that liked to party.

Talk about curb appeal.

Do people actually live like that?

One percent of the one percenters.

There. That one.

That's the issue she was waving around.

"Living large with Joe and Susan Parks."

- Are there any photos from inside the house?
- Sure.

Look... that their closet?

That's twice the size of my bedroom.

And it doesn't have little clown letters

that spell out "Linus" over the door.

Kirsten, is that the same house?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Okay, Kirsten and Cameron, you'll
come with me to verify the place.

Well, what about Fisher?

Fisher is on special assignment.

I thought we were a special assignment.

The agency needed him elsewhere.

Oh, fantastic.

We haven't had a vague
answer in almost 10 minutes.

We don't need help.

Firstly, neither one of you have a badge.

Yet.

Secondly, someone may have to break

some very bad news to two parents.

Hey, Fisher, it's me.

I know you're on some sort of agency thing,

but I was right, and you were wrong.

Ed Clark didn't commit suicide,

he was murdered. Call me.

What was that all about?

How vague do you want your answer?

Kirsten, may I remind you that we're both

on the same team.

We going in?

Okay, so the situation
requires tact and discretion.

Maybe you should wait outside.

Maybe you should bite me.

Clearly you two will let
me do all the talking.

Ugh, even his passport photo is delicious.

Wow. World traveler.

Ugh, what a total do-gooder.

I hate him... I hate him...

I love him.

Ooh!

Hey there!

It's Liam, right?

Camille, we met earlier, sort of.

Well, it's nice to make it official.

Go out for a little run, I see.

Just a short one today.

The hills around here are a challenge.

Can I get you and the
boys something to drink?

Tap is fine.

Well, don't hear that very often.

Not in L.A. anyway.

It's easy to forget how lucky we are

to turn a faucet and fill
a glass with fresh water.

That's so true.

Thanks.

And thanks for letting me stay here.

This place is a palace

compared to what I've been used to.

Which is?

A hut in Peru this last year.

And before that a yurt in southeast Asia.

Shut the front door.

A yurt by choice?

Well, I'm a cultural anthropologist,

so I need to immerse
myself in different ways

of life, so I can contribute something

positive to the local community.

And you?

Me? Oh, I don't do
anything to help mankind.

I'm completely self-absorbed.

So where does Kirsten fit
in all of your good-doing?

She doesn't.

At least not the way I'd like her to.

We met three years ago, I've
asked her on a few trips,

but she has her own goals of course,

so we end up spending a lot of time apart.

That's terrible.

Fortunately, time doesn't
mean anything to her,

so we just pick up where we left off.

I love that about her.

Don't you?

Totally.

She lives in the moment as we all should.

Just one of the many things that makes

Kirsten so... damn lovable.

Thank you.

Look familiar?

Looks identical.

This is the house.

Hello. Sorry to keep you waiting.

I'm special agent Maggie Baptiste.

I'm on an assignment with L.A.P.D.

- And you are...
- Oh, we're, um...

Graduate students of
criminology and forensics.

We're tagging along.

What she said.

Mr. and Mrs. Parks, I'm sorry, I
have bad news to share with you.

The body of a young woman, early 20s,

brunette, five foot four, was found
on a hiking trail below Mulholland.

Someone was killed in our neighborhood?

I... I'm so sorry. How can we help?

We believe that she lived here.

That's impossible.

Do you have a daughter?

No, it's just Suzanne and I.

Fourth of July, where were you?

I'm sorry, are you studying

forensics or interrogation?

We have reason to believe
that the victim hosted a party

here on the fourth of July.

We were out of town that weekend.

I was at a SPA in Oheim,

my husband was in Portland.

So it's possible the victim knew

your house would be empty.

The alarm company would have notified us

if someone broke in.

Not if they bypassed the alarm.

I'm sure I would know
if a bunch of strangers

held a party in my home.

We must have the wrong house.

No. I saw that hallway,
the couch, the sculpture,

- It's all...
- Excuse...

I'm sorry, you saw...

She means the um...

Photo spread in Mulholland magazine.

- Oh.
- What are you hiding?

Kirsten!

We're not hiding anything,
and I resent the accusation.

Here's a name I want Jonathan Tuckman.

His firm is Franklin and
Tuckman in Century City.

He's my lawyer.

Any more questions, talk to him.

Sorry to disturb you.
We will find our way out.

- But I know...
- Kirsten.

I'm sorry about that.

She's the worst student in our program.

Beautiful home.

Cameron!

Gotta go.

Tact and discretion are
not in your vocabulary.

- Told you.
- I know what I saw.

In a dead girl's memory.

Do you want to explain
that to those people?

I'm not wrong.

There is one thing I know for sure,

nothing and no one is foolproof.

Whatever Kirsten's seen
in the stitch she's aways

been able to piece together,
so she may not be foolproof,

but she'll do until foolproof shows up.

Fabulous speech. Get in the car.

Hey! How'd everything go at the mansion?

Badly. The Parks have
no idea who Jane Doe is.

She's not a Jane Doe anymore.

You made the I.D.?

Well, the only thing
they found in her pockets

were her keys...

And this.

A plastic bag?

Or a doggy poop bag.

I know you mentioned you
saw a dog in the stitch.

Well, where there's a poop
bag, there's gotta be a dog.

So I did a search and I got a hit...

Bel Air animal shelter.

Meet Giorgio.

Aw, he's so cute.

Well, someone just found him
wandering and turned him in.

Oh, he's sweet.

I... I saw him barking
at a guy in the stitch.

Luckily he was chipped.

That's his owner. Brenda Miller.

She goes by Bentley Miller
on Twitter and Facebook.

- Nice work.
- Thank the pooch.

He's wandering all alone in this world...

Filled out the papers for adoption.

I cannot tell my parents.

Forget the dog, where's Bentley's keys?

We're a long way from Mulholland.

Thought you said she was rich.

It seemed like it.

So who's Liam?

Um... boyfriend.

Sort of.

Boyfriend adjacent. He travels a lot.

Hmm. Long distance relationships are hard.

Yeah, not... not for me.

Right.

I mean, when he's here it's fine,

and when he's gone, it's like he's always

been away. I never miss him.

You're the ultimate no-strings girlfriend.

Whoa, someone dreamed about living large.

Meanwhile, all she has is junk.
Nothing worth killing over.

That on the other hand, might be.

There's been a series of break-ins
of homes near Mulholland drive.

No leads until the jewelry you found

was linked to those burglaries.

That's Maggie for "thank you."

All right well, I spoke to
Bentley's family in Kansas.

Apparently, she moved out
here to become rich and famous.

I guess breaking into homes
was part of her business plan.

Let's not play "blame the victim."

We know who she was and
what she was involved in.

Why was she killed?

She might've gotten
tangled with an accomplice,

someone she tried selling
the stolen goods to,

or... someone she stole from.

No, I think she kept it all.

I mean, that jewelry made
her feel better about herself.

It made her feel like she mattered.

I searched Bentley's social media presence.

Her one friend was in a
lot of photos with her.

She was near the hot tub with Bentley.

Yeah, this is Sadie Morton.

She works at a high-end
spa in Beverly Hills.

I'm pushing her "deets"
out to everyone right now.

Oh hey! K's got a hot dinner tonight.

We're in the middle of a case.

Cameron, how long until
the refractory period is up?

- Six hours.
- So we'll call you if we need you.

Right, Maggie?

Make sure that you can be reached.

Cameron, why don't you go see

what you can find out about Sadie Morton?

- Where are you going?
- I was coming with you.

- I don't need any help.
- I'll keep you company.

Dude I... I've never been to a spa before.

- Fine.
- All right.

- We can get mani-pedis.
- You're kidding, right?

We'll call you if we need you.

Enjoy your dinner with Liam,

just don't show up wearing that.

Liam?

Hey.

Look at you.

Look at you.

Aren't we going out?

Well I thought so, but
I went to take a shower,

and there was no hot water.

Yeah. I need to get the heater fixed.

Not anymore. I fixed it.

Really?

Thank you.

Then I figured I would whip up some dinner,

and we could hang here.

Oh.

Unless you'd rather go out.

You know, it's um...

It's just that I bought
all this stuff for tonight.

This is for you.

Okay, thanks so much,

but I can't accept this.

This is too expensive.

Are you okay?

Yeah, of course. Why?

The clothes, the makeup.

You usually keep it... simple.

Mm. Yeah, I had a weird day at work,

and I think it's affecting me.

What are you doing for work these days?

Oh, you know me.

Just geek computer stuff.

It pays the bills.

Well, you're home now.

Relax.

I've missed you.

And I know in your way
you've missed me, too.

I asked you to find out about Liam,

not make sure Kirsten could
spend more time with him.

Look, I did the requested snooping.

I searched the Internet, I
even scoured the deep web,

Liam Granger, totally clean.

There are no red flags.

This guy is like the lovechild
between Brad Pitt and Mother Teresa.

I checked his junk, I...

Looked through his personal items,

and I got you some photos.

The point is, if Kirsten wasn't

dating Liam, I'd be all over him.

Oh! Um... yes?

Can we switch gears for a
second and talk about my...

- No.
- Okay.

Okay great, we'll see you this afternoon.

Hello, gentlemen.

I'm sorry, we're only
seeing women right now.

Awesome.

Actually, we need to talk to Sadie Morton.

May I ask what it's regarding?

We are here on official business.

She's with a client right now.

Would you like to wait for
her in the harmony room?

It's out and to the right.

Thank you.

Where did you get that?

Comic-con.

- Imperial police.
- Mm-hmm.

- Linus?
- Yeah?

Why does a girl trust a guy

who disappears for two years

and then suddenly reappears?

You're asking me?

I don't know, you and Camille

kind of sort of had that thing.

Kind of sort of clearly doesn't make

me an expert on women.

- Hi.
- Oh! Hi.

Um, we're um...

With the police. I know.

We need to ask you a few
questions about Bentley Miller.

It's so sad.

I can't believe bents is gone.

Her mom called me. It's just awful.

Where were you last night?

Wait, you think I killed her?

I think the two of you broke into
people's houses and stole from them.

Oh my...

Am I under arrest?

Depends how the next few minutes go, ma'am.

I'm the bad cop in this relationship.

Okay, we called it "house sitting"...

breaking into houses to party.

But we only did it when
people we out of town.

We never hurt anyone.

And you stole from them.

No! No. At least I didn't.

We just wanted to know how it felt
like to have everything we wanted,

even if it was just for a little bit.

Only thing is, Bentley got greedy.

I gave Bentley the info on who was gonna be

out of town, and she
disarmed the alarm systems.

I have a lot of wealthy clients here.

Did you break into Joe
and Suzanne Parks' house?

Yes. We were partying
and Mr. Parks came home.

We got out of there, but Bentley couldn't.

She was trapped inside
there with him for hours.

Parks lied.

He wasn't out of town.

Miss Morton, we're gonna have
to ask you to stay in town.

At most, we're gonna need
your cell phone number

just in case we have any
more interrogating to do.

What?

Or not.

You're dismissed.

I'm calling Kirsten.

You're just a chicken.

Oh! Hey.

Why haven't you answered your phone?

Um...

- Been busy.
- Busy doing what?

Hello, mate.

Hello.

Liam, Cameron.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I... I didn't mean to interrupt.

I was, um...

Just haven't answered your phone,

and we kind of need you at the office.

It's, um... kind of an emergency.

Okay. Sorry. I'll be quick.

Excuse me for a second.

Sure.

So what do you do for work exactly?

Oh! Um...

Do I smell matsutake?

Yeah, good nose.

It's matsutake mushroom
Risotto to be exact.

But those mushrooms aren't in season.

But I have friends in fungal places.

Oh.

- You should try some.
- Oh, no. It's fine.

Oh... okay.

It's actually not bad.

Sorry, Liam. I'll be back as soon as I can.

I understand.

Wait just one second.

So...

That's Liam.

- Your point?
- No point.

The Risotto was a little
undercooked, though.

But he seems like a decent enough fellow.

- You're different around him.
- How so?

Just more of a Betty, less of a Veronica.

Oh, so I'm usually a Veronica,
and around Liam I'm a Betty?

Yeah.

So what does that make you?

Archie? Or Reggie?

Possibly Jughead.

So you're not worried
about messing up anything

with the Stitchers Program, your friends?

Oh... oh wait, you think
Liam is a threat to that?

Why can't I have all that and also Liam?

Why can't I have it all?

Dessert.

To go.

Thanks.

You're amazing.

Lights at 20%, please.

Com check. One, two. Talk to me, Betty.

Yes, Jughead. I hear you.

- Linus, what are they talking about?
- I don't know,

but I thought I was jughead.

All systems are go.

We are in the pipe five by five.

Initiate stitch neurosync on my mark.

Three, two, one...

Work.

I'm in the Parks mansion in a huge bedroom.

Someone's home!

Joe Parks just brought
another woman into the bedroom.

With Bentley there?

She's hiding.

She's videoing them on her phone.

I'm now on Mulholland.

Bentley is here walking Giorgio.

Wait.

Her adrenaline is spiking.

Someone's coming.

The price just went up.

You better pay or this is going public.

30 seconds till the bounce.

- What's happening?
- They're fighting.

Who's Bentley fighting with?

Kirsten, who's fighting with her?

I can't tell.

I'm bouncing.

- Exit pin code.
- "Iheartliam."

I mean Linus. "Iheartlinus."

I never got a good look at who pushed her,

someone in a peacoat and gloves.

But Bentley recorded Joe
Parks having an affair,

and then blackmailed him.

- He must have killed her.
- Yeah.

But now we know not for what she stole,

for what she saw.

Well I think it's time for the
L.A.P.D. to bring Joe Parks in.

But his name is already Giorgio.

Yeah I know, but what
kind of name is Giorgio?

What were you thinking of changing it to?

Abhishek, Mahesh, Swaminathan...

You know, something totally normal.

Okay, people. Mr. Parks is in custody.

He lawyered up, but they found evidence

that he had texted Bentley the
week before she was murdered,

so job well done.

This calls for celebration.

Dinner? My place? 7:00 P.M.? I'm cooking.

So is Liam. Sorry.

He's cooking tonight for Camille and I.

And he cooks too! He's amazing.

It's a consensus.

Not a problem. Tapas for one it is.

Make it two. I'll bring beer.

I thought you were picking
up g Giorgio tonight.

The shelter just texted me.

Apparently Giorgio hates men,

gets all Tasmanian devil
and barks and stuff.

I got rejected as a potential owner.

Oh, I'm sorry Linus.

Bro night?

I got him. Go.

Have fun with Lance!

His name is Liam.

I know his name.

Marcona almonds, quince paste,

dried apricots, fig marmalade,

- and...
- Grapes. Yum.

Well then why did you call him "Lance"?

What do you think of the fig marmalade?

- It's figgy.
- Mm-hmm.

Why don't you like Liam?

Who said I don't like Liam?

You referred to him as something you do

to a boil on a person's neck.

Mm-hmm. Refill?

Somebody's jealous!

Dude... okay.

The guy has been gone for two years

and just randomly shows
up out of the blue, okay?

I'm worried. I don't
want Kirsten to get hurt.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait.

Do you think Liam is one of those guys?

Dude! He's perfect.

He's got this, you know,
perfect smile, and his...

Perfect abs.

Wait, you saw his abs?

And he's this total do-gooder,

just dedicated to saving the
planet. Did I mention that?

Wait, wait. Back up, back up.

You saw his abs?

It's this total like...

Greek God six-pack thing.

Okay.

Yeah, you should be worried.

Okay, and who has time to research

social and cultural phenomena
around the world and work out?

Well what does the Internet say about him?

I didn't check. I don't
want to be one of those guys.

Well, good thing for you, I am.

- What's his last name?
- Granger. Liam Granger.

What?

Oh. Oh this... is not good.

I knew it. Tell me... no, don't.

- Ah!
- Okay, tell me.

It's all true. Liam is perfect.

Liam is perfect.

Mm-hmm.

Oh! That's our saffron-infused rice.

Dude, screw the saffron.
You know what we need?

To do 1,000 sit ups and start a
foundation for starving children?

No, we... we need a real bro night.

But this is real. This is faux bro.

We need real bro!

No.

No way.

The boots? For me? From you?

Shut up!

You said you wanted them.

Well, want them? I want to marry them,

but they're way way too expensive.

- I can't.
- Don't worry.

Liam fixed the water heater,

which saved us way more
than those boots cost, so...

Okay. I know you're not a hugger,

but...

And you!

Thank you, handsome for the
water heater and for making

Kirsten more awesome
than she already... was?

Is? Are those fried cheesy rice balls?

Ignore Cujo. Hand me your balls.

Thank you so much.

Mr. Parks didn't kill Bentley.

The dog was with her on Mulholland...

Girl talk. I am so sorry.

Just one sec.

Uh...

Linus said Giorgio hates men,

that he barks like crazy around them.

But in the stitch, the dog wasn't barking.

So whoever was with Bentley,
whoever killed her was a woman.

Everything okay?

No. Um...

Camille and I work at...
we work at a company

that creates video
games, and I just realized

there's a major glitch
in one of the levels.

Mr. Parks is not the
right killer in the game.

Ugh! And we have to go reprogram.

Can dinner wait?

You're going to leave me again?

- It's just a game.
- It's a very important game.

I will loop Cameron and Linus in.

Ah. Seriously... I mean, these boots

are just like... who needs a man?

Who needs a woman when you've got
pizza, beer, and a 4K L.E.D. TV?

Tell me again why I'm here?

Because it's bro night,
and you're our newest bro.

Yeah.

Whoa.

Um, how do you spell
"profoundly bad frickin' idea"?

- Just as it sounds.
- How do you know they're not home?

I checked the motion
sensors on the alarm system.

They're out.

Okay, but even if you do find

the gloves you saw the killer wearing,

what are you gonna do? It's
inadmissible as evidence.

Until we tell Maggie where we found them,

then she gets a warrant and
goes in and finds them...

Again...

The gloves will both have Bentley's DNA

and the DNA of the killer on them.

They're the key to this.

Okay, but speaking of
key, what about the alarm?

It's a secure assist 200.

I clocked it when I was here with Maggie.

A notoriously easy to hack system.

How notoriously easy
to hack do you think...

Nevermind.

Okay. Let's split up.

I'll check the bedroom, you look down here.

Right.

Go, go! Pick up the health pack!

What are you doing? He's right there!

Oh! No! Are you...

that's absolutely incredible!

- Best 27 out of 53?
- Bring it.

Yes.

To bro night!

Oh!

Ain't nothing downstairs.

Check the drawers in the bedroom.

I'm still in the closet.

Not with Liam around you ain't.

Who are you?

I can explain, I think.

How did you get in here?

Smartphone,

not so smart home security system.

Don't move.

I'm calling the police.

And when they get here, you can
tell them how you killed Bentley.

My husband killed that girl.

You're that forensics student.

Your husband is innocent.

You killed Bentley and framed him.

You used his cellphone to text Bentley.

- You can't prove that.
- No. Not yet.

- But I will.
- You don't know what you're talking about.

Your husband didn't
have an affair, you did.

Bentley recorded you.

The woman in the video,
she was wearing this.

That woman was you.

You knew if your husband found out,

he'd dump you, and you
would lose everything.

And you were greedy.
But Bentley was greedier.

And when she upped the
price to turn over the video,

you killed her and
pinned it on your husband.

How much do you girls want?

Because money solves
everything in your world?

Just tell me what you need
to keep your mouths shut.

We don't need anything except this.

My jewelry? Fine. Take it all.

Oh, no. You keep your filthy necklaces,

and your bracelets, and your diamonds.

All I need is this.

And all I need is this.

You okay?

Need anything else?

- A girlfriend.
- What about Camille?

A reliable girlfriend.
Someone who's not gonna

get all flustered at
the sight of Liam's abs.

Do you want my opinion?

Dating is too much of a hassle.

I know.

I feel you, bro.

You know what I think we need?

A girl-fast. A total break from women.

- Right this second it starts.
- Immediately.

We should work on awakening our Kundalini.

Yeah, we should... we should definitely

awaken whatever that is you just said.

We awaken it and harness our
power by abstaining from sex.

Yeah. No sex.

No sex.

It's not like you guys
are getting any, anyway.

Get out.

Next time, you will call someone

before going out on your own.

Totally.

And despite your slight
errors in logistical judgment,

good job.

Thanks.

I'm gonna grab our things.

Okay, third time's the charm.

Enough of a good job to
warrant, say, a raise?

You've earned it in more ways than one.

So how much do you want?

Hold please.

Done.

- Wait, can I add a zero?
- Don't push it.

So what did you find on Liam?

Camille thoroughly vetted his credentials.

They all checked out.

Perfectly.

Too perfectly?

A year ago, Liam was awarded

an N.S.F. post-doctoral fellowship
in emerging third world cultures.

- Impressive.
- And worrisome.

Here's a picture of
him receiving the award.

You think it's him.

It's hard to tell from the picture,

but my gut says, "yes," and
if there is even a chance...

Flash drive.

I'll take care of it, you...

I'll keep an eye on Liam.

What's that?

- Key to something.
- Key to what?

I'm not quite sure yet.

Kirsten Clark, you continue to
be an unexpected mystery to me.

A beautiful one, though.

I mean it, Kirsten.

You're beautiful.

Just like this. No layers of makeup,

no fancy dresses...

Just you.

Thank you.

You may not feel it they
way I do when we're apart,

but I know how right it
feels when we're together.

Me too.

Will you marry me?

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