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Hey. How are you?

Good, how are you?

Good.

Alex.

It's so good to see you.

How are you doing?

I'm fine. Thanks.

Alex!

I thought that was you.

How long has it been?
Six, seven months?

Yeah, about that.

Well you look
good, considering.

Gwen.

What?

It's fine.

Oh, there's Dawn!

Dawn, Alex is here!

Alex!

It's so good to see you.

You too.

Have any of you seen Robin?

Is she here?

Yeah, she's up
in Jessica's room.

Thanks.

Well, she looks better
than I was expecting her to.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- She's in a better place, okay?
- Yeah.

- If there's anything you need.
- Thanks.

Robin?

Remember
when we were kids?

Jessica stole that bottle
of whiskey from my dad?

We came up here and got piss-ass
drunk for the first time.

Jessica threw
up in the hamper.

Mom was so pissed the next
day when she did the laundry.

When Mom and Dad died...

Jessica took it pretty hard.

I didn't stick
around to help her.

That wasn't your fault, Robin.

She always had you, though.

I'm sorry you had to
find her like that.

Now, to honour Jessica the
way she would want us to.

Has anyone ever told you how
inappropriate you are, Gwen?

People keep telling me,
and I keep ignoring them.

I am good with
my wine, thank you.

And can you guys
please use coasters?

Don't leave any rings.

Better?

I'll do a shot, for Jessica.

Yeah.

Robin, Alex, shots.

How long are you
guys staying for again?

Well, we all took the
week off to be here for you.

And is Brian gonna be
able to handle the kids

for that long by himself?

I don't know, I guess I'll
find out when I get home.

So, did you and Brian
figure your shit out, then?

It was a little touch-and-go,
but we worked things out.

What exactly happened
between you two, anyways?

Well, we went through a
rough patch financially.

I thought it would be a good
idea to go back to work,

but Brian didn't think so.

With me working full-time,
he's had no choice

but to do more around the house,
and take care of the kids.

And let's just say he
wasn't happy about it.

Typical guy.

Yeah, the fighting
got so bad that,

well, I had to take the
kids to my parents' house.

Guess he realized that life
without me and the kids sucks.

He promised to smarten up,
so I gave him a second chance.

Well, at least your husband's
trying to work it out.

Has Jason signed
the papers yet?

No, he's being
an ass about it.

He's going on about
how I was unfaithful,

but I know he's been
slutting it up all over town.

What a pig.

I can kick his ass for
you, if you want me to.

Okay, that I
would like to see.

Hey, I've done it before.

Remember Jessica's
old college boyfriend?

The one he cheated
on with Sandra Reed.

Kevin?

Carl.

That's it, Carl.

What a sleaze ball.

When Alex told me
what he did to her,

I went straight to his dorm
room and kneed him in the nuts!

Jess always had
terrible taste in men.

Mm-hmm.

To my sister, Jessica.

♪ Sleep, my love now,
till the sun comes up ♪

♪ Oh it's too late
to worry right now ♪

♪ Sleep, my love,
till the morning comes ♪

♪ Let the shadows guide
you through the storm ♪

Ah, shit.

♪ Elijah ♪

♪ Always stuck inside my head. ♪

♪ Baby won't you come to bed ♪

♪ I know I'll see you ♪

♪ Elijah ♪

♪ Love's impossible to me ♪

Are you okay?

Fuck, I think I
twisted my ankle.

Can you stand?

Okay.

- Oh, oh, oh, oh!
- I got you. I got you.

Oh my gosh.

Oh, thanks...

Samuel.

- Sam, thanks Sam, I'm Dawn.
- It's a pleasure.

Do you live
around here, Samuel?

Yeah, I do.
You?

No, I'm in town for a funeral,

I'm crashing at
my friend's place.

Well here, let
me get you inside.

Thanks.

Look at this one.

Our first camping trip we took
together after high school.

Thank God Robin showed up
to help us make a fire.

Still trying to figure
out why you guys go camping

without knowing how
to start a fire.

You'd think after what
we went through as kids,

you guys would know better.

And I'm still
trying to figure out

how you can drink
as much as you do

and still manage to
get up this early.

It's called practice.

You want some coffee, Robin.

Fuck yes.

Hey Gwen, is this a picture
of your band's first gig?

Look, there's your ex-boyfriend.

Oh, yes.

Damon.

Man, I forgot how sexy he was.

Him and his sick
tattoo of Rick Allen.

The guy from Harry Potter?

What?

You're thinking of
the actor, Alan Rickman.

No, guys, Rick Allen.

The drummer from Def Leppard?

Wow, you guys really need
to listen to better music.

No, you just
haven't matured yet.

You still act and dress
like a rebellious teenager.

Well, you guys can
go fuck yourselves,

because at least I
know how to have fun.

Hey.

I know how to have fun.

If being in a drunken
haze is what you call fun.

Oh my god, Dawn!

What happened?

I slipped and
twisted my ankle.

I told you jogging in this
weather was such a bad idea.

Just get me some ice, please?

And who's the man candy?

Oh, sorry guys, this is
Samuel, he's a neighbor.

He saw me fall and
came to my rescue.

And Samuel, these are my
friends, this is Maggie,

this is Gwen, that
is Robin, and Alex.

It's nice to meet you, Samuel.

Please, make yourself at home.

Thanks.

It's nice to meet
you ladies as well.

So you live
around here, Samuel?

Yeah, I just moved here.

Oh, thank you.

It's nice to know there's
a strong, heroic man

just around the corner.

Heel, girl.

So Samuel, what do you do?

I'm a-
writer.

Like poems and stuff?

Yeah, I've written
some poetry before.

But at the moment,
I'm working on a novel.

Do you like Edgar Allen Poe?

He's my favourite.

You like the dark stuff, eh?

It's one of my
favourite writing styles.

So what are you
working on right now?

Working on this novel, I'm
just working through the plot.

Let's just say-
it's a tragic love story.

I love a good love story.

If you want, I could read
it, give you some notes.

I read a lot of romantic novels.

Maggie, your
lameness is showing.

Screw you, Robin.

At least I know how to read.

Oh, burn.

Well ladies, I would
love to stay and chat,

but unfortunately there's
somewhere I need to be.

What are you doing
for dinner tonight?

Maggie's cooking us homemade
pasta, if you'd like to join.

That sounds delicious.

Shall we say 8:00?

Sounds like a plan.

See you ladies later tonight.

- You gonna be okay?
- Yeah, thanks.

Hey Gwen, you have a little
bit of drool right there.

You okay, Alex?

I'm fine, just
didn't sleep well.

Must be weird sleeping
in Jessica's room.

I'll be fine.

I just need some
time to process.

Yeah.

Me too.

Remember when you and Jessica
threw that house party

when my parents
went out of town?

Yeah, that was a crazy night.

I walked in
here to see Jessica

dancing on the table.

Yeah, I remember that.

That was the night
she tripped and fell

and broke the living room TV.

And I got blamed for it, too.

Mom and Dad said since
I was her big sister,

that I should be
looking out for her.

Like every bad choice she's
made is somehow my fault.

Do you guys think
Samuel would want

white wine with dinner?

We only have red left
from the other night.

Fuck, I should've
run out to get more.

Gwen, take a breath.

There's enough wine.

I'll be drinking
whiskey anyways.

Oh good.
Show Samuel that

you're basically a
guy right off the bat.

That'll make
me look even better.

'Cause you need all the
help you can get, right?

Our special guest is here.

I'll get it!

Hey Samuel, come on in.

Hi Gwen, I brought
this wine for the house.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, smells so good in here.

Let me take your coat.

Great, thank you.

You're welcome.

It's right over here.

Oh, hey Samuel.

So glad you could make it.

How's your ankle?

It's not too bad, it's a
bit swollen, but I'll survive.

It just takes me a while to
get from point A to point B.

Well let me help you.

Oh, okay.

This is so good.

Thank you.

It's actually my
husband's favourite meal.

Hard to get my kids to eat
it, though, they're so picky.

Well they are very lucky
to have a mom like you.

And don't worry,
I'm sure they'll

love your cooking
when they get older.

Do any of you ladies have kids?

Oh, hell no.

I ain't ready for that shit yet.

Gwen is just scared of the
idea of becoming an adult.

I am not.

No responsibilities gives me
all the freedom that I need.

Aha, free spirit.

Exactly.

Take Dawn, for example.

She chose a career so demanding

that we never see her anymore.

And what is it that you do?

I'm a registered nurse.

Seems a cruel
irony for the one

that's a nurse to get injured.

Right?

This is how the
universe thanks me?

Awesome.

So Dawn mentioned
earlier that you ladies

are here for a funeral.

I'm sure it's a touchy
subject, but I'm just curious.

What happened?

Our friend
Jessica passed away.

She was Robin's
younger sister.

I'm so sorry.

What happened, if you
don't mind me asking?

She had an accident,
with some razor blades

in the bathtub.

Robin!

I think I'm gonna go to bed.

Thanks for dinner, Maggie.

I'm sorry I brought it up.

That's okay.

It's just that Alex was
the one that found her.

And she's having a
really hard time with it.

So maybe we should just be
more sensitive about it.

I mean, it's
totally understandable.

If I saw something like that,
it would really mess me up.

She'll find her
own way to cope.

Robin's in the Army.

She was.

She was discharged for
alcohol and drug abuse.

Jessica's standing
next to her?

Yeah, that's her.

Sorry I brought
that up earlier.

Don't worry about it.

Robin can be a bit
insensitive when she drinks.

Robin's always turned to
alcohol when she's hurting.

Doesn't really deal
with pain all that well.

Well, we all have our own way

of coping with
painful situations.

Yeah, it just gets
me thinking, you know?

About how to deal
with my own problems.

What kind of problems?

Mostly my divorce.

What happened?

Can you keep a secret?

Of course.

With spending all that
time at the hospital,

Jason and I barely
saw each other,

and let's just say
during med school,

I realized how attracted
I am to doctors.

And your husband?

Well, when he
found out, I thought

he was going to be heartbroken.

But he didn't really care.

He'd been sleeping with
others on the side,

and I don't even know
who cheated first.

I kinda know what
you're going through.

You do?

The last girlfriend
I had cheated on me.

What did you do?

Well, I went out and
slept with someone else.

Really?

Yeah, it was like,
payback or something.

Exactly.

Yeah.

Well, I should
probably get going.

Before you go, could
you help me up to my room?

With my ankle, the
stairs are kinda hard.

Oh, of course.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Hmm.

Are you gonna help
us clean up, Robin,

or just stand there drinking?

What's your problem, Maggie?

You are my problem, Robin.

How could you be so
insensitive at dinner tonight?

He didn't mean any harm.

I just told him the truth.

Quit being so
sensitive about it.

You were being
pretty harsh, Robin.

Can't you see how much you
bothered Alex at dinner?

Don't lecture me on what's
right or wrong to say, Gwen.

You can be more ignorant
than me sometimes.

That's so not true.

Fuck both of you guys,
I am not ignorant.

I had your back, Maggie.

It would've been nice
to know you had mine.

I'm sorry, Gwen.

You are not as much of
an ass as Robin can be.

Thank you.

Now was that so hard?

So Samuel seems
pretty cool, hey?

He's really nice.

Totally not your type, though.

Hey, I'm not picky.

I like all kinds of guys.

Yes, I tend to go
for the bad boys,

but I like the sexy
creative types too.

I just hope Alex is okay.

You know, just the
mention of Jessica's name

makes her so uncomfortable.

Do you think she
knows the reason

why Jessica killed herself?

I don't know, maybe.

I mean, they were
closer than any of us.

Should we just ask
her what she knows?

Poor girl's already
been through so much.

She doesn't need
us pestering her.

But what if the reason
she killed herself

had to do with the incident?

That was so long ago.

We were just kids.

Besides, we agreed
not to talk about it.

We put it behind
us and moved on.

What if Jessica didn't?

Almost there, almost there.

Thanks.

Oh, my pleasure.

Oh, what the hell.

All right, Dawn.

Dear Heavenly Father,
please help us all

get through
this troubled time.

I fear that Robin is slipping
down another dark path,

and needs your guidance
now, more than ever.

And comfort Alex.

Help her stay strong.

Help us all stay strong.

Amen.

♪ Amazing grace,
how sweet the sound ♪

♪ That saved a wretch like me ♪

♪ I once was lost ♪

♪ But now I'm found ♪

♪ Was blind but now I see ♪

Pass that joint.

Okay, you know what would
be good right about now?

What?

Food.

Chips.

Ice cream.

Cake.
No, I want chips.

We had cake the other day.

Oh, hey, I think I saw
some earlier, actually.

- Hold up, hold up.
- It's dark.

Guys, guys, guys, I think
I hear someone coming.

You're being paranoid.

Busted.

Check out what I snuck in.

What the hell's that stuff?

Shut up and take a swig.

Share that joint.

Come on Jess, just drink it.

Shut up, Robin.

Drink it, drink it!

Drink it!

Drink it!

Drink it!

Drink it!

Drink it!

Oh my god, that's nasty shit!

But it makes
church less boring.

I'll be home in
just a few days.

Love you, Mommy.

Love you guys.
I miss you so much.

- Bye Mommy.
- I love you, Mommy.

Bye.

What the fuck, Robin?

You can't sit over there?

Nope.

I like the couch.

Whatever.

There she is.

And how was your night?

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Don't play dumb.

Is he still here?

What are you talking about?

Dawn and Samuel
had sex last night.

What?

You guys had sex?

Guess you missed
your chance, Gwen.

So how was he?

I don't really wanna
talk about it right now.

That bad, huh?

No, he was awesome.

Though I did wake up by
myself this morning, but-

She he banged ya
and ditched ya.

That's gotta be rough.

Shut up, Gwen.

He probably just
had somewhere to be.

Don't be jealous.

I'm not jealous.

Maybe it's Samuel,
coming to apologize

for walking out on
you this morning.

Can I help you?

Good morning.
I'm Detective Miles Lancaster.

Is Robin Hayward here?

Yeah.
She's in the living room.

May I speak with her?

Of course.
Please, come on in.

I'm Detective Miles Lancaster.

May I speak with you
in private, please?

Sure.

Well, I've been looking
closer into your sister's death,

and I've come across some things

that just don't quite add up.

Like what?

Well, we found high levels
of Adavan in Jessica's system.

Yeah.

She was taking it to help
her with her anxiety.

Well, on the night she
died, we found a dose

that was five times
her recommended amount.

So what?

Maybe she tried to kill
herself with the pills,

and when that didn't work,
she decided to slit her wrists.

With the amount she took,
it would've put her

in an almost comatose state.

I don't believe she
would've been capable

of cutting her own wrists.

Are you saying someone
else cut her wrists?

It's a possibility.

Do you know anyone
who'd want to...

No.

I don't know anyone that
would want Jess dead.

Everyone loved her.

Robin, what's going on?

Robin, slow down.

What's the matter?

It's Jessica.

They think she's been murdered.

Jess.

Murder?

Nothing is for sure yet.

I'm just wanting to
explore every possibility.

Do you ladies have
any information

that might help us
in our investigation?

Like what?

Any of you know anyone
who'd want to hurt Jessica.

Did she have any enemies?

No one comes to mind.

How long did you
ladies know Jessica?

We grew up together.

Same school, same church.

Thank you, Ms.-?

Alex Palmer.

Palmer?

Your father wouldn't
happen to be George Palmer?

He is.

I attend your father's church.

He's a good man.

I don't think I've ever seen
you at the church before.

I don't go anymore.

I see.

I was there when your father's
old church burned down.

What a terrible night.

Well.

If you ladies think of
anything, please give me a call.

And give your father my best.

Thank you, Detective.

Oh my god.

I can't believe that he
was there at the church.

Relax, Maggie.

Everyone thinks the fire started

because of the lightning
storm, so that's what happened.

Yeah.

Besides, he's looking
into Jessica's death,

not what happened at
the church 16 years ago.

Yeah.

You're right.

Do you guys
really think Jessica

could've been murdered, though?

I mean, who would
want to kill Jessica?

She was like, the
nicest person ever.

Was she, though?

What do you mean?

Well,

not only was she constantly

screwing over Robin when
they were growing up,

but she was getting really
close with my husband

these last couple months.

You think Jessica was
interested in Jason?

I couldn't see her doing
something like that, though.

Guys, the detective's
just being paranoid.

Jess couldn't deal with what
happened when we were kids,

it fucked her up so much,
and when her parents died,

it just pushed
her over the edge.

She opened up to me
about it a couple times.

She wasn't handling
it very well.

You're probably right.

Just wonder how Robin's
taking all of this.

She stormed out of
here pretty upset.

Well, I'm gonna go look for her.

All this time I've
been blaming myself.

If I would've just took
the time to see her,

to listen to what she
was going through,

maybe she'd still be here.

You can't live your
life wondering what if.

But what if the detective
is on to something?

Things are getting
pretty tense in there.

How's it going out here?

Better, I guess.

Samuel managed to calm me down.

Samuel to the rescue again.

I'm just doing
what anyone would.

I appreciate it.

Hey Robin, did
you know Jessica

was really close
with Dawn's husband?

She was?

Yeah, Dawn just told us.

Yeah, Dawn mentioned
it to me the other night

that her husband
was cheating on her.

Maybe Jessica was one
of Jason's mistresses?

Hey, Robin.

You okay?

Did you kill Jessica?

What?

You heard me.

Did you murder my
sister because she's

sleeping with your husband?

Are you seriously
asking me this?

Just answer the question.

I think you've had a bit
too much to drink, again.

Just answer the
fucking question.

Of course not.

And fuck you for
even asking me that.

Samuel, what are
you doing here?

Well, I was worried about you.

I wanted to see
how you were doing.

You know what I need.

What?

A distraction.

God, I hate church.

So depressing.

At least your
family only makes you

come here on special occasions.

My dad's the reverend. I have
to come here every Sunday,

whether I want to or not.

Yeah, that sucks.

My parents were pissed when
I quit coming every Sunday.

At least they still have
their golden child, though.

Don't call me that.

I hate church just
as much as you do.

In fact, I probably hate
it even more than you do.

All right, little
badass, prove it.

Do something to prove
how rebellious you are

against this place.

Fine.

I will.

Prove it, then, mmm.

Nice try, but that's
not good enough.

Hey, that's my whiskey
you're wasting there.

What are you doing?

Holy shit, Jessica.

You're crazy.

I'm impressed, sis.

Now give me back my whiskey.

Crazy.

You're insane.

Thank you so much
for seeing me, Dr. Zimmerman.

It's not a
problem, Detective Lancaster.

I just hope I can be
of some assistance.

Now, you had some questions
about Jessica Hayward?

Yes.

How long was Jessica
your patient?

About 15 years.

- Long time.
- Yes.

I thought we were
making progress.

Suicide.

We have reason to
believe her death

may not have been a suicide.

Fuck's sakes.

A little help would be nice.

Hello?

Everything all right?

Oh.

Yeah, everything's fine.

Just a little spill.

Let me help you.

Thanks.

What did you bring?

I brought you my homemade
vegetarian casserole.

How did you know
I was vegetarian?

Dawn must've said something.

Oh.

Well, that is so sweet of you.

What is with you always
coming to the rescue?

Just my thing, I guess.

Well you are so much more
considerate than my husband.

I get about the same
amount of respect from him

as I do from my friends.

You know, I'm just trying
to be here to support

Alex and Robin, and they're
not making it very easy.

Well maybe I can help.

How?

I have my ways.

I was hoping you could
share her files with us.

There's a good
chance they contain

important information that
could lead us to the truth

about what happened to Jessica.

I see.

Unfortunately, doctor-patient
confidentiality prevents

me from sharing
that kind of information.

I'll get a warrant, then.

Do you mind if I ask you one
more question before I go?

Of course.

How long had you been
prescribing Jessica Adavan?

Oh, I've been
prescribing it to her

since her parents
brought her to me.

She suffered from serious
depression as a teenager.

What caused her depression?

We rooted it back to a
church fire she witnessed

where several people died.

I believe she suffered
from survivor's guilt.

Survivor's guilt?

You know, when
others died, but you

were the one who was spared.

Did she lose someone that day?

No one close to her.

Her family and friends
made it out safely.

I think the thing
that got to her

was the death of a
seven-year-old boy

who never made it
out of the fire.

I believe his name was
Lucas King, or Kingly.

Kingsley.

Yes.

And he was only five.

Did you know the boy?

Lucas-

was my son.

Oh.

He kept his mother's
name after he was born.

We never married.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

It was almost 20 years ago.

Still.

Those tragedies stay with us.

Yes.

They do.

I heard the music and I
had to come check it out.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

I brought over an
apple pie for Maggie,

which I baked this morning.

That was nice of you.

I didn't know you baked.

Every now and then.

I guess I'll have to find
out if you're any good at it.

I'm not the only one
with a hidden talent.

That song you were playing,
did you write that?

You're really good.
Do you play in a band?

Yeah.
Well, I used to.

Used to.

What happened?

Oh, I don't know.

It feels good to get
things off your chest

when things are bothering you.

I've kinda been dealing with
a serious gambling addiction.

Really?

Yeah.

Got really outta control
there for a while.

You got one week to
bring me the money you owe us.

One week.

I hurt a lot of people.

My band got tired of dealing
with me, so they kicked me out.

I'm sorry.

I'm just scared people
are gonna judge me

when I tell them this
kinda shit, you know?

Don't worry, Gwen.

Your secret's safe with me.

Oh hey, Samuel.

What are you doing here?

Just thought I'd
pop in and say hi.

Can I talk to you
for a minute, alone?

Of course.

Oh my god.

Isn't he such a sweetheart?

I know.

I don't know about that.

You didn't say anything
to anybody, did you?

About us?

No.

I don't kiss and tell.

I believe in discretion.

Well I appreciate it.

But why did it happen?

What do you mean?

You kinda threw
yourself at me.

I wasn't really expecting it.

I was really drunk,
and upset at Dawn.

I guess I wanted
to get back at her.

About what happened
with your sister?

That's the thing, I
don't know what happened.

I just have this hole in
the pit of my stomach.

I can't shake the feeling.

You know, you should
talk to this detective.

Maybe he can dig up
some dirt for you.

This is
Detective Miles Lancaster.

Sorry I missed your
call, but if you leave

your name and number,
I'll get back to you

as soon as possible.

Hi, Detective Lancaster.

This is Robin Hayward.

I needed to talk to you, in
regards to Jessica's death.

I may have some
information that could help

with the investigation.

If you could give me a
call back, that'd be great.

She severed both the
Ulnar artery and the radial

artery in each of her wrists.

Which caused her to bleed out.

I'm so sorry for your
loss, Miss Hayward.

What's the rush, Alex?

It's nothing.

Alex, what's going on?

You've been avoiding me all day.

Have I?

It's not really my place to say.

What is?

I'm just worried about Robin.

I overheard her leaving a
voicemail for the detective.

What did she say?

That she had some information
about Jessica's death.

What kind of information?

I'm not sure exactly.

I bet it's about Jason
and Jessica's relationship.

She got drunk last
night and accused me

of killing Jessica
out of jealousy.

But that's crazy.

I could get arrested for
those kind of accusations.

We need to talk to her before
she says or does something

that she's gonna regret.

Dr. Zimmerman?

Detective Lancaster
is here to see you.

Send him in.

Come in, Detective, come in.

A warrant, for Jessica
Hayward's personal files.

Very well.

These are her files
from the past year.

I'll have to get the
rest from storage.

I hope these help.

Thank you, Doctor.

Detective, before you leave,

I'd like to ask you a question.

Yes?

Given your personal history
with Jessica Hayward...

Personal history?

The fire.

You lost a son that day.

I wouldn't want your
grief interfering

with the integrity of
Miss Hayward's case.

Only reason that would happen

is if Miss Hayward
caused the fire.

The church burned down
due to a lightning storm.

They found no proof of arson.

Of course.

Good luck, Detective.

Hi, Detective Lancaster,
this is Robin Hayward.

I needed to talk to in
regards to Jessica's death.

What do we even say to her?

How about "mind your
own fucking business

and don't say something that
could get us all arrested?"

How was your affair
gonna get us all arrested?

You best believe
if I'm going down,

I'm taking all of
you guys with me.

What the hell is
wrong with you, Dawn?

It's not like you to be so

- Sadistic.
- Yeah.

What's the matter with you?

What, I'm not
allowed to be pissed

when someone accuses
me of murder?

That is not what we're saying.

Well hear what I'm saying.

Any one of you speaks out
against me with the detective,

and you're all gonna regret it.

So what do we do about Robin?

How do we get her to
keep her mouth shut

about Jessica and Jason?

We can't let the cops
find out about the affair.

We can't let the cops
find out about the church.

Why would she say
anything about that?

Because Robin's really angry,

and clearly not thinking right.

She doesn't even know
that the detective

was there when it happened.

She clearly wants
someone to blame

for what happened to Jessica.

What if she does say something?

Would she really
do that, though?

Do what?

Tell the detective how
we burned down the church

when we were kids?

Or how Dawn murdered my sister

because her husband couldn't
keep it in his pants?

I didn't fucking
murder your sister,

so you'd better not
bring any of this shit up

with the detective, or else.

Or else what?

Or else I'll tell them
that you killed Jessica

and tried to put this all on me.

Why would I want
to kill Jessica?

Oh, come on, Robin.

We all know you
resented Jessica.

She was the golden child
who could do no wrong,

and that pissed you
off, so you left,

and when you couldn't even
hack it in the military,

your parents disowned you.

And when they died, they
left everything to Jessica.

They didn't leave you anything,

because you're a waste of skin.

You don't know shit.

So shut your fuckin' mouth.

You had nothing,
and when Jessica died,

you inherited everything.

You've got just as much a
motive to want her dead as I do,

so you better not say
anything to the detective.

Miss Hayward, it's
Detective Lancaster.

Is everything all
right in there?

Shit, what if he heard us?

Relax, we don't
know if he heard

exactly what we were talking
about, so just calm down.

Detective.

I heard yelling.
Is everything all right?

It's great.
Just having a little argument.

Nothing to concern
yourself with.

Is Robin Hayward here?
I need to speak with her.

Of course.

Come on in.

Ms. Hayward.

I got your message.

If you like, I can take
you down to the station,

and you can make a
statement on the record.

Ehm-

I'm sorry to waste your time.

I made a mistake.

I was just about to call
you to clear things up.

What is it you
were gonna tell me?

It's nothing.

I thought I remembered
Jessica get into a fight

with someone before she
died, and then I remembered

I was really drunk and can
never get my story straight.

I see.

And this person you thought
Jessica was fighting with.

Was this a friend of hers?

I don't know.

When I drink,
things get jumbled.

I know you women
are hiding something,

and if you're not
willing to tell me,

I assure you, I will
uncover the truth.

Good job, Robin, now the
detective is suspicious of us.

I know.

I fucked up.

I don't know what
I was thinking.

Maybe you should learn
to keep your mouth shut.

I got it, Dawn, but
maybe you should learn

to shut your fucking mouth
before I shut it for you.

Okay, okay guys, let's
just take it down a notch.

We can't turn on each other.

Especially with the
cops watching us now.

She's right.

We need to have each
other's backs right now.

Oh, who the fuck is that now?

It's okay, guys.

It's just Samuel.

Hey ladies.

Why does it feel
so tense in here?

What's going on.

It's just the detective drilling
us about Jessica's death.

Does he still think
that it wasn't a suicide?

Yeah.

Well I'm sure the truth will
come out eventually, right?

Anyways, the reason
that I came over

was I wanted to talk to...

Oh, Samuel, now is not a
good time, can we talk later?

Actually, I wanted
to talk to Gwen.

Me?
Why?

Well, I wanted to
interview you, for my book.

I want one of the characters
to be a musician, so-

Wow, really?

That would be so cool.

Ehmm-

Now is not the
best time for this.

Hey, I could use a distraction
from all of our drama.

I just don't
think we should be

talking to anyone right now.

We don't even know this guy.

Relax, Maggie, it'll be fine.

You should quit
worrying so much.

Is there a
private place we can talk?

Yeah, there's a great spot
upstairs we can talk in.

Oh, great.

So how long have
you been a musician?

Well, I've been playing
guitar since I was nine.

I joined a band when I was 16,
bounced around a little bit.

And you performed with
your last band for how long?

About seven years?

We toured for a while
before they kicked me out.

Again.

Sorry about that.

But if it's all right with you,

I'd like to talk about
your gambling problems.

Is this gonna go in your book?

No.

I'm just brainstorming.

Well, I guess it all started

when we did a tour
through Vegas.

I gambled every night
that we were there.

I stole all the band's
money and gambled it away.

I lost almost five
grand that week.

And it got a lot worse.

A few times a month, Jessica
would come down and join me,

and we would gamble
away more money.

Jessica gambled too?

I actually got her into it.

But don't tell the
others though, okay?

I don't mean to pry.

I'm just interested in you.

That's okay.

I feel oddly
comfortable around you.

It's weird, I don't talk about
this kinda stuff with anyone.

Maybe we just
understand each other.

Man.

Gwen and Samuel have
been talking for a while.

Are you jealous?

Of course not.

What Samuel and I had was
nothing more than a fling.

Yeah, right.

Who are you trying to
convince, us or yourself?

Shut up, Robin.

Oh, guys get a
lot accomplished?

Oh, our time was
very productive.

In fact, I'm gonna head home
right now, work on my story.

Sure you don't want
to stay for supper?

No, I should
probably get home.

But thanks for
talking to me, Gwen.

Ladies, enjoy your night.

So, what did you
two talk about?

Just my life as a musician.

And that's it?

Yeah.

Don't lie to me, Gwen.

We been friends for a long time.

You don't think that I know
what your sex hair looks like?

You guys had sex?!

A little bit.

What the fuck, Gwen?!

I thought we were friends.

How could you do that to me?

I thought you and Samuel
were nothing more than a fling.

Okay, stay out of this, Robin.

This has nothing to do with you.

Well, it kinda does.

What do you mean?

Well I didn't think I was
gonna have to say anything,

but the other night I came
downstairs to get some water

and I saw Robin and
Samuel on the couch.

Doing it?

What the fuck, Robin?

You saw us?

Why didn't you
say anything, Alex?

Why does it have to be
my place to say anything?

It's not my fault
you guys are just

throwing yourselves at this guy.

Oh, screw you, Alex.

You think you're so much
better than all of us.

Always trying to make
us feel sorry for you.

Wait, how did I
become the bad guy?

Where is this coming from?

You're always playing
the sympathy card.

Ever since you found
Jessica dead in the tub.

Maybe you should just
get over yourself.

Dawn, what the hell
is wrong with you?

Alex!

Alex!

Alex, where are you?

What's going on?

Dawn said something
that really upset Alex,

and now I can't find her.

I'll help you look for her.

Okay.

Alex!

Alex!

I can't believe you
guys both slept with him.

You're such a bunch of
backstabbing bitches.

Fuck you, Dawn.

You're the biggest slut here.

Almost as much as your
trampy-ass husband.

Screw you, Robin.

You act like you're
so innocent, Dawn,

but you are just
as bad as Jason.

Oh, and you're
so perfect, Gwen?

You pretend like you're
so cool and chill,

but you're actually so insecure.

I am not!

God.

You two are so
whiny and dramatic.

I can't handle it anymore.

Alex!

Alex!

Where could she have gone?

I'm sure she can
take care of herself.

I just worry about her.

You know, Jessica's death
really messed her up.

They were best friends,
they did everything together.

I think she blames herself
for Jessica's suicide.

So you still think
it was a suicide?

Of course.

The fact that Jessica was
going through all of that

and none of us even noticed.

Well, the unexamined
life is not worth living.

You know, you're
actually very wise.

I can see why the
others like you so much.

Come on, Alex,
answer your phone.

I hope your husband knows
how lucky he is to have you.

Stop.

Come on, Maggie.

Not only are you
beautiful, you're nice,

you're nurturing,
you're generous.

I think that you're
the glue that holds

your group of friends together.

You really think that?

I really do.

We shouldn't.

We should.

Maggie, what the
hell are you doing?

Sorry, I should really go.

Honestly, I don't even
know what came over me,

I mean, one minute, we
were talking, and the next,

I don't even know
how this happened!

It's like I wasn't even
in control of my body.

You won't say anything,
will you Robin?

You know, I thought you were
more responsible than this.

But it turns out,
you're just as fucked up

as the rest of us.

Hey Alex, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Do you wanna
talk about it?

Not really.

Robin said Dawn upset you.

Is this about Jessica?

Look, just because
everybody else comes to you

with all of their problems,
doesn't mean I'm going to.

Why don't you just
leave me alone?

I just wanna help.

Well I don't need your help.

You know, it's
okay to feel angry.

Dealing with suicide
can be challenging.

When people fall to such a
low place in their lives,

it's unfortunate to know
that they think suicide

is the only way out.

There's but one philosophical
problem, and that is suicide.

Did you just quote
Albert Camus to me?

Very good, you know
your philosophers.

And here I thought you
were only into poetry.

Why is Edgar Allen Poe
your favourite poet?

Well,

I just love how dark
and unique his writing is.

All of his
stories are so-

mysterious,

full of emotion, drama.

He does have a
recurring theme of death

and lost love to his
writing, doesn't he?

Yeah.

Maybe that's something
you can relate to?

You know, he was Jessica's
favourite poet as well.

When we were younger,

we used to hide pages of his
poems in our bibles at church,

so we'd have something
interesting to read.

My father found out,
burned all of my copies,

hit me with his own Bible.

Hit me so hard he broke
two of my fingers.

Why did I just tell you that?

I've never told anyone that.

Because it feels
good to tell the truth.

Secrets and lies
poison the soul, but-

you know that.

Dr. Zimmerman.

It's Detective Lancaster.

Hello, Detective.

I know it's late,
but I found something

in Jessica's files that
may lead somewhere.

You've written down
here that one of

the therapeutic
techniques you used

that has been helping
with Ms. Hayward

is writing down thoughts
and dreams in journals.

Would you happen to know
where these journals might be?

Yes.

She would give them
to me to store.

Didn't trust her
family and friends

not to snoop and read her
personal thoughts and feelings.

I believe they're with
the rest of her files.

Did you happen to read
any of these journals?

Usually I'd want to read what
a patient would write down.

But she wanted them
to remain private,

and I respected her wishes.

When was the last time she
gave you one of these journals?

Around the time her
parents passed away.

Doctor, I need to see
these journals, immediately.

Jessica?

Alex.

Alex.

Alex.

Alex.

Are you okay?

We've been looking
everywhere for you.

We've been worried sick.

Yeah right.

Don't be
like that, Alex.

You have no idea
what I'm going through.

None of you do.

I see Jessica everywhere.

I can't sleep, I can't even
use the upstairs bathroom

without seeing her
dead body in the tub.

Alex, I'm sorry about
what I said earlier.

Dawn, don't bother
apologizing, I don't need it.

You all have your issues
you need to deal with,

so just leave me and
my problems alone.

What problems are you
talking about, Alex?

You don't honestly
believe that Jessica

didn't tell me everything.

What do you mean?

Don't play dumb, Gwen.

You think I don't know
about the gambling problem

you and Jessica got into?

What gambling problem?

You knew about that?

Of course I did!

Jessica told me everything!

We were best friends.

You got my sister
into gambling?

Is this what caused Jessica
to get into such bad debt?

Yeah, Gwen got her
into so much debt,

she had to borrow
10 grand from Maggie.

She borrowed money from you?

Yeah, and she
never paid me back.

When Brian found out, it
almost ruined our marriage.

At least she didn't
steal it from you.

Jessica
stole money from you?

The last time
we were in Vegas,

she stole $10,000 of my
winnings and gambled it away.

I needed that money to
pay back my own debt.

That sounds like something
you'd kill someone over.

Are you fucking
kidding me, Robin?

Are you seriously accusing
me of murdering Jessica

because she stole
some money from me?

Some money?

Try ten thousand, Gwen.

What's your point, Dawn?

I'd be pretty pissed if
someone stole 10 grand from me.

Almost as angry as you
were when you found out

that Jessica was sleeping
with your husband?

Haven't we moved past this?

Of course we haven't.

First I find out Jessica's
death might not be a suicide,

and now I'm finding out
all of you have reason

to have wanted her dead?

What, like you didn't have
a reason to want her dead?

Don't you dare bring up
that whole inheritance thing.

I loved my sister.

But did you really?

Come on.

All this is proving
is how little

you actually knew your sister.

You weren't there for her.

And if this was a suicide,
you're most likely the reason

as to why she killed
herself in the first place.

I don't think
Jessica killed herself.

I can feel it.

You really believe
we're capable of murder?

We are murderers, Maggie.

Just admit it to yourself.

That wasn't murder, Robin.

That was an accident.

We're all going to hell.

Might as well own it, right?

You've lost your
goddamn mind, Robin.

Have I?

Because you've yet to
deny killing Jessica.

You really need
to hear me say it?

Fine, I didn't kill Jessica.

Why would I?

She borrowed money from
me and didn't pay me back?

Come on, Robin, get your
head out of your ass!

Oh, fuck you, Maggie.

Maybe your marriage almost ended

because you're just as much
of a slut as the rest of us.

What?

Yeah.

Maggie and Samuel
would've fucked earlier

if I hadn't interrupted them.

Oh my god, really Maggie?

It was just a kiss, just
one, and it meant nothing.

You try to pretend
to be Miss Perfect.

But you're not.

Well at least I don't run
from my problems like a coward.

You asking for
another shot, bitch?

Guys.

Calm down.

Jessica wouldn't want
us to fight like this.

But she would want us to
be honest with each other.

You know what?

You guys aren't worth my time.

I want you all out of the house
first thing in the morning.

Robin, don't be like that.

No.

Fuck you guys.

None of you were true
friends to my sister.

She would've been better
off without all of you.

Oh, and you're so much
better than we are, Robin?

You wanna know the truth?

The truth is your sister
deserved what she got.

What the fuck
did you just say?

I said Jessica
deserved to die.

She fucked over her friends.

She ruined my marriage.

She almost ruined mine too.

She stole all my money.

You're all terrible people!

You selfish assholes.

Take responsibility
for your own mistakes

instead of blaming someone else.

Dawn, Jessica never
slept with Jason.

Jason cheated on you because
of your selfish attitude.

And Maggie, maybe you
should've asked your husband

before loaning Jessica $10,000,

instead of just
giving it to her.

Your marriage didn't suffer
because Jessica took that money.

It suffered because
you and Brian

don't know how to communicate.

Gwen, you were the
one who got Jessica

into gambling in
the first place.

She stole that money to
give it back to Maggie,

only to lose it to the
thugs that you owed it to.

Robin,

you knew how long
Jessica was suffering for.

That incident at the church
messed her up so much.

What did you do?

You left the first
chance you got.

None of you were there for her.

I was the only one
who tried to help her.

I was the only one
who knew exactly

what she was going through.

Jessica killed herself
because of all of you.

Put the gun down, Robin.

Why didn't you stop her?

Robin, just calm down
and give me the gun.

Not until I find
out what happened.

I just told you!

- Alex!
- Just let her go.

Damn, Robin hit
you pretty good.

Can you believe her?

She coulda killed us!

What was she thinking,
bringing out a gun like that?

Yeah, freaked us all out.

First thing tomorrow
morning, I'm heading home.

I don't feel safe
around here anymore.

I don't blame you.

Do you think Alex was right
about Jessica stealing

my winnings to give back to you?

I don't know.

Could you
believe Alex, though?

She just snapped on us.

Maybe she's right, though.

Well maybe we aren't taking
responsibility for our actions.

We just pretend like
it never happened.

I just blame
others for my mistakes.

What, like kissing Samuel?

At least I
didn't have sex with him.

Unlike you guys who just
threw yourselves at him

without any
hesitation whatsoever.

I don't even know
what came over me.

It's like I wasn't in control
of my thoughts and actions.

I felt the same way.

He took advantage of us.

How can somebody do that and
still manage to sleep at night?

All the terrible
stuff we've done?

How is that we can
manage to sleep at night?

I just thought he
was cool, you know?

The assholes always manage to

disguise themselves
as the nice guy.

It's hard to pick the
angels from the demons.

Where are you?

I know you're out here!

Watching us, playing with us.

I know who you are!

Why are you doing this to us?

You know why.

The journals should
be in here somewhere.

Thanks for doing this
so early in the morning.

It's fine, Detective.

I wanna know what
happened to my patient

just as much as you do.

I appreciate the
help, regardless.

This should be it.

Could you?

Thank you.

Take a look.

Thank you.

Jessica?

Hello Alex.

I'm so sorry.

I did everything I could.

I did everything
you asked me to.

I don't understand
why this is happening.

Yes you do.

Deep down you know exactly why.

The church?

♪ Amazing grace,
how sweet the sound ♪

♪ That saved a wretch like me ♪

God, I hate this place.

I am so tired of my
parents trying to turn me

into something I'm not.

I just wish that they would
accept me for who I am,

but they won't, and it's all
that stupid religion's fault.

Hey, I feel the same way.

They'll never accept us.

Robin and
Jessica, where are you?

Shit.

It's Dad.

Put the fire out!

It's Dad, come on!

Robin.

Alex.

Lucas!
Lucas, where are you?

Lucas!

Miles, we have to go.

All the kids are
outside, let's go.

Ow.

Dad!

Mommy, where are you?

Detective?

What is it?

It was them.

Who?

Jessica, and her friends,
they burned it down.

The church?

My son.

They're the reason
my son is dead.

Detective.

Wait.

You killed those people, Alex.

A child died because of you.

And you led me to believe
that it was all my fault.

I never meant for
anyone to get hurt.

I just wanted to see
that building burn.

Like you wanted.

It's not the
building that we hated.

It's what the
building represented.

It was the people that would
sit there and judge us.

They never would've accepted
us, Jessica, not ever.

I accepted you, Alex.

Is that not enough?

You never loved
me like I loved you.

You?

You're the one punishing me?

Yes.

I'm punishing all of you.

Which one of you took it?

Took what?

Don't play dumb.

My gun.

I put it in my bag and the
next thing you know it's gone.

How do you lose a gun?

I didn't lose a gun, Maggie.

Someone stole it.

Now who was it?

We didn't take
your gun, Robin.

We've been here the whole time.

Well if you didn't
take it, then who did?

You are all sinners,
so easily corrupted.

Even poor sweet Maggie.

But none of them
compares to you.

Everything I did,
I did for Jessica.

Even when she was pretending
to be someone else,

no matter how bad it got.

I was the only one who
was truly there for her.

We have to take all of them.

Read it to me again.

Just the ending.

I want the ending.

But our love was
stronger by far

than the love of those
who were older than we,

of the many far wiser than we.

Neither the angels
in Heaven above,

or the demons down
under the sea,

could ever dissever
my soul from the soul

of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

And so all the nighttide,
I lie down by the side

of my darling, my darling,

my life and my bride,

in the sepulcher
down by the sea,

in her tomb by the sounding sea.

I gave her a way out.

A chance to be at peace.

But you haven't found
peace yet, have you?

The boundaries which
divide life from death

are at best shadowy and vague.

Who shall say where the one
ends and the other begins?

We loved with a love
that was more than love,

I and my Annabel Lee.

With a love that the
winged seraphs of Heaven

coveted her and me.

And neither the
angels in heaven above

or the demons down under the sea

shall never dissever
my soul from the soul

of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

You said you know who I am.

The angel of destruction.

You know what you need to do.

Detective.

What are you doing here?

I need you and your friends
to answer some more questions.

Why are there so many
police officers here?

Wait, what the
hell's going on here?

Spread out.

Check everything.

Stay sharp, boys.

Detective, what's going on?

Bring them into
the living room.

What's this all about?

Where's Alex Palmer?

We don't know.

Search the house.

Don't know where she is.

Sit down.

One of you is responsible
for Jessica's death.

For all I know, you could've
all conspired to kill her.

You fuckin' serious?

Does this look
serious enough for you?

All of you had motive
to kill Jessica Hayward,

whether it was
for an inheritance,

a large debt to pay back,

a score to settle, or
even out of jealousy.

I wasn't jealous of Jessica.

What, so she was
sleeping with my husband.

So what?

She could have the
jerk for all I cared.

Jessica wasn't sleeping
with your husband.

Jessica Hayward
was a homosexual.

Jess was gay?

None of you knew?

Now according to Jessica's files

I recovered from her therapist,

your husband tried to sleep
with Jessica, many times,

until she finally had
to come clean to him

about her sexual preference.

I also read about Jessica's
financial problems with you two.

You stole $5,000 from your band.

Jessica tells them,
they kick you out,

and then she steals
double that from you,

to deal with her debt to
your friend Maggie over here.

Did you know any of this was
happening to your own sister

when you abandoned
her when you were 21?

I didn't abandon her.

I was forced to leave.

Yes, it must've made you angry

when your parents
blamed you for Jessica

losing so much of
their money to support

her gambling addiction.

She said it was you, and
they believed her over you

because you were a
struggling alcoholic

who needed money for her booze.

Why wouldn't they
believe Jessica over you?

They kicked you out.

Sent you to the military to
finally learn some discipline.

You get discharged,
they disown you entirely,

and they leave everything
to your lying sister.

Yes, that must have made
you very angry indeed.

I might've not loved my
sister as much as I said I did,

but I didn't kill her.

I think you did.

I think all of you did.

Kind of like how you killed
my son in that church fire.

All of you attended
the same church

that burnt down to the ground,

killing half a dozen people,
including my five-year-old son!

None of you came forward.

Jessica even threatened some
of you with your little secret

to get what she wanted from you.

Like money.

Hard to trust a group of people

who could keep a
secret like that.

We all had issues
with Jessica, yes, but...

We didn't kill her!

Whether you held
the blade or not,

you're all responsible
for her death.

Even if you didn't kill her,
you pushed her-

towards suicide.

I may not be able
to charge you yet

for the murder of
Jessica Hayward,

but you are all under
arrest for the burning

of Smithsgrove Community Church,

and will each be charged
with arson and manslaughter.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you do say
can be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right
to consult a lawyer,

and have that lawyer
present during questioning.

We'll find her.

She left her cell phone and
other belongings behind.

She can't have gone far.

Hey Lancaster, we found her.

Excellent.

Where is she?

Follow me.

What the hell?

Found this as well.

"And now I join
my Annabel Lee."

What does that even mean?

Not sure.

I can only assume.

Why you think she did it?

I don't know.