All language subtitles for Sins.in.the.Sububs.2021.720p.WEB.h264-KOMPOST

- God. (whimpers)

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- Miss Bailey.
- Yes, it's so nice to-

- The painting's right this way.

- Thank you.
- You're a little young

to be a restoration expert,
Miss Bailey, don't you think?

- You can call me Heather.

- No, thank you.

Here it is.

My great grandfather
had a commission

to honor his dear mother.

(bag unzips)
Cost quite a bit

of money back then,

but he loved her.

- Clearly. Mind?

- Go ahead.

Let's see what's going on here.

There's a little cracking
and fading along the cheeks.

A little color degradation
around the hip. Hmm.

Easy-peasy.

- Excuse me?

- It should be pretty
straightforward.

I can have it back to you
in four weeks, maybe less.

- Hmm, well, that is
quick, but you know,

I think I'd rather explore
my other options first.

Thank you for coming.

(footsteps tapping)

- Miss Stewart?

I know I'm just local talent
and you're a little hesitant.

You could fly in a restoration
expert from Europe,

but all that'll do is
cost more than double

what I would charge and
you'll be waiting around

for more than a year
while the painting

shuffles around some
studio until it ends up

with a student working
for cigarette money.

- Now one second, this pict-
- You could stare

at a blank easel for
more than a year,

or you can let me
take the portrait,

make it beautiful for you again,

and I'll have it back
to you in a month.

I know I may not
have the pedigree,

but I promise you, I
will do my absolute best.

(soft dramatic music)

(bright guitar music)

Buckle up, granny.

♪ I'm hanging by the pool ♪

♪ And I'm trying to play
it cool and I see you ♪

♪ And the splashing
and the beat ♪

♪ And everything's a dream
that could come true ♪

♪ Ooh, somewhere to be ♪

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)
(sprinkler rattling)

(shutter clicking)

(alarm beeps)

(door opens)

(Heather exhales)

Huh. Gonna be staring at
that face for a while.

You want to drink?

You sure?

Drinks on me.

I'm gonna drink. (chuckles)

(can tab clicks)

(phone ringing)

Hey.
- You got the gig?

- I did it just
like you told me,

pretend that I had confidence,

and I am now holding in my
hands a check for $5,000.

- Whoo! Let's go
for a celebration.

Cornerstone? Come on.

- Uh, sure.

Okay.

(ominous music)
(door opens)

(crickets chirping)

(shutter clicking)

(keys jangling)

(door opens and closes)

(upbeat music)
(customers laugh and chatter)

- To my best friend, the artist

and restoration extraordinaire.

So how's it feel?
(Heather clears throat)

- It burns.

- I meant getting work again.

- Good, I just wish I could make

as much money
selling my own stuff.

- Well you'd actually
have to show your work

if you wanna sell it.
- I know.

- Okay. So, what's new?

- Got a letter from Greg.
- What?

- Mm-hmm. He is not giving up.

- Tell him you're gonna get a
restraining order against him.

- Don't be so dramatic, Jess.

- I'm telling you, these things
do not end well for women.

- It's just a letter.

- Okay, not, we'll just act like

your ex isn't stalking
you, non-issue.

- Oh, my God. He is not
stalking me, Jess, he's-

- Pathetic.

- You are relentless.

(upbeat pop music)
(customers chattering)

- Excuse me.

Soda water, three dash bitters,
two slice lime, light ice.

Did you get that?

- Uh, yeah, give me a second.

- So another one?
- I will get it this time.

Just don't throw a fit
if it's only one shot.

- Okay, grandma.

- Hey Marisol.
- Hi.

- Another round and a water.
- Okay.

- And lighter on the pour

this time, please.
- (chuckles) No problem.

- Those are really
nice earrings.

- Thank you. My
sister makes 'em.

- Wow.
- Mm-hmm.

- That's impressive.

- Cheers.
- Appreciate it.

(ice cubes clink)

(Heather chuckles)

- Excuse me. Did you ever
live around Portland?

- No.

- You just looked so familiar.

- Uh, I think I just
have one of those faces.

- I feel like you dated a
friend of mine or something.

- You're mistaken.

- Okay. Um, let me know
if you need anything else.

- Will do.

(ominous music)

(birds chirping)
(gentle music)

- Good morning,
grandma. (chuckles)

Let's see what's
going on in the world.

(dramatic theme music)
- The Oregon State Police

say the victim in
question was strangled

in nearly the exact same manner

as two other murdered
women discovered

in their homes
earlier this year.

The previous women that have
both been found deceased

in the local Portland area,

have been confirmed by sources

to have been strangled
with asphyxiation

listed as the cause of death.

Though no clear connection
has been established,

police sources do tell
us that they are working

under the assumption that
these women were killed

by the same person or persons.

- Hello, handsome.

Staring at my neighbor
like a total creep.

Now he knows I'm a creep.

Good job, Heather.

Is he still looking
or am I in the clear?

(knocking on door)

(Heather sighs)

- Hi, sorry to bother you.

Uh, I'm Tyler,
your new neighbor.

- Uh, Heather Bailey.
I'm your new neighbor.

- Nice to meet you.

Uh, this might be a little much,

but I haven't had my water
turned on in my place yet,

and, uh, I was wondering if
I can get a glass from you.

It's really hot. (chuckles)

- Yeah. Um, come on in.

- I really appreciate this.
- Yep, no problem.

So how's your move going?

- It's fine.

It's arduous, but fine.

So is this yours on the easel?

- Uh, no, um, that old
lady, I'm restoring.

- And those are-
- Those are my friend's.

- But you are an artist.
That's wonderful.

- Uh, just an art
restorer right now.

- Mm.
- Gotta pay the bills.

- That's the life, right?

Do you have any of
your work around or?

- Uh, no, my work is
safely tucked away

behind that taro where
it can't hurt anyone.

- Well if you're
looking to make a sale,

I'm looking to add some life
to a lot of empty walls.

- That's flattering.

How about I let you know when
they're ready for a display?

- Deal. Whenever you
or they are ready.

- Just don't hold your breath.

So what kind of work do you do?

- I'm a photographer.

- I love photography.
- Hmm.

- I haven't done enough of it.

What kind do you do?
- Documentary work, mostly,

and, uh, some reporting stuff.

Every once in a while,
I like to add my stuff

into the gallery for
the art showcase.

- Wow. That's cool.

(chuckles) I'm impressed.

- Well, I didn't
mention the weddings

and the graduations either.
(Heather laughs)

We all pay bills.
- Uh, uh, uh!

No peeking.

- Okay.

- Well, I would love to
see your work sometime.

- Well maybe if you show
me your paintings first,

I'll show you mine.
- Touche.

(knocking on door)

One sec.

(door opens)

- You left this at
the bar last night.

- Jesus.
- Smooth.

Where would you be without me?

Oh, hello.

Am I interrupting something?

- Nope. This is my new neighbor.

- Hello.
- Tyler.

Nice to meet.
- Jess.

Very nice to meet you.

- Well, thanks for the water.

I should, uh, get
back to unpacking.

- No, no, actually,
are you guys hungry?

Maybe we could go
for a little brunch.

- I could go for
a little brunch.

- I would love brunch.

- Great. Ready?

- Uh, just give me a minute
to put something decent on

and, uh, wash off
the moth balls.

(chuckles) I'll be right back.

- Take your time.
- Bye, Tyler.

(bright music)

- Jeez. Hottie next door.

Is he married?
- I don't think so.

- (gasps) You like
him, don't you?

- Maybe.
- Oh, fine, I'll back off,

but you know what?

If you don't hit that,
I am all over it.

- Okay. But I really
need to clean up.

- Uh, no, you need
to clean yourself up

and look presentable
for that man.

Let's go.
(Heather chuckles)

(ominous music)

(water running)

(upbeat music)

Should we get a pitcher?

- I shouldn't drink again.

- All right. One more for
me and big Ty over here.

- No, I don't drink actually.

I just like to be in
control of myself.

- All right, well I'm
glad you two boring souls

found each other and
moved in next door.

(both chuckle)
- Hey, guys.

- Hi, Marisol.
Margarita me, please.

- Of course.
- And a diet coke.

- Thanks.
- For the gentleman?

- Soda water. Three
dash bitters, two
slice lime, light ice.

- Light ice. All right,
I'll be right back.

- So Tyler, how do you
like the neighborhood?

- It's good so far. My
neighbors are pretty nice.

- Thanks for that.
- I think he's talking

about the other neighbors.

You'll have to excuse her.
She lacks some social skills.

- (chuckles) So you two have
been friends for a while, I'm-

- Since we were kids.

- What brings you
to our little town?

- I came through
here a few years back

for a nature shoot
and I really liked it.

I remember thinking how
beautiful it was here

and I needed a
change of scenery.

- Where was home?

- Well, uh, I'm kind of
from all over, you know?

Given the job.
- I know the type.

Not really into
settling down anywhere.

- Actually, I'd
love to settle down,

I just haven't found the right
place or the right person.

- That's too bad. Hmm.

- I haven't given
up the search yet.

- Well, if you're
serious about settling-

- Oh, boy.
- I can find you

a house for sale on the
market, when you're ready,

- She's not gonna let up.
You'll have to buy a house now.

- That is why I'm number
one in the region, baby.

- I like the place I'm in now.

- But why rent

- [Both] when you can buy?

- I don't know the
answer to that question.

- No one does.
(all laugh)

- I'm gonna check
on those drinks.

(upbeat music)

- He hasn't been here one day

and you're already trying
to sell him a house.

- ABS, always be selling.

- Yeah, I know.
- Oh, and don't think

I didn't notice that, "Oh,
my neighbors are so nice."

- Notice what?

- He is so flirting
with you. You know that.

- Maybe.

- I figured it out.

- What's that?

- Where I know you
from. Beaverton, Oregon.

I used to bartend at the
Red Barn. Robert, right?

- Ah, you got me.

(chuckles) It's a
pretty specific order.

- Yeah, it sure is.
- Uh, I just,

I didn't realize
anyone from that town

would have remembered me.

- Well, I think it's good
to be open with people

when you're in a new place, no?

I mean, that's the only reason
I asked you that yesterday.

- Well, sometimes you
just need a fresh start.

(upbeat music continues)

- Welcome to the neighborhood.

- All right,
ladies. Here we are.

- Thanks.
- Yes.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

Cheers to you, Tyler.

It's nice to have some
new blood in town.

(glasses clink)
(Heather and Jess chuckle)

- So tell me about the
benefits of home ownership.

(suspenseful music)

(Marisol sighs)

(indistinct chattering)

(lid clanks)

(intense music)
(Marisol choking)

(bottles clinking)

(body thuds)

(Tyler exhales)

(ominous music)
(birds chirping)

- Big workday today.

(ambient music)

Let's start with ammonia.

How'd you sleep?

I had a crazy dream.

Wish it was something else.

(Heather chuckles)

(knocking on door)
(suspenseful music)

(chimes jingling)

(shovel scraping)

(Heather chuckles)

(shovel scraping)

You're out here early.

(Tyler chuckles)
- I brought you some

waters in case you
still needed them.

- Ah, you-
- Are you okay?

- Yeah, it's my shoulder.

You know, I've been
at it for while.

(both chuckle)

- Thank you.

- Well, they look really nice.

- Yeah. I thought the backyard

could use some brightening up.

- That's an interesting
spot for a flowerbed.

- Oh, it's perfect.

I got a great angle
from my bedroom window.

It'll be the first thing
I see in the morning.

(chimes jingling)
(Tyler chuckles)

- You're a unique guy, Tyler.

- So I've heard. (chuckles)
(water trickling)

- Oh, um, I though the
water was still off.

- Oh, yeah. No, they just
turned it on this morning.

Nick of time,
right? Hey, listen.

Thanks for yesterday.

I didn't think I'd find someone
so nice that soon. You know?

- It's my pleasure. (chuckles)

- I'd love to do
it again sometime.

- Uh, yeah, um, I can
Jess and we can all-

- Or it can just be you and I.

- Yeah, uh, I could do that.

- Perfect. How about tonight?

I could cook for you.

- Oh, uh, um, ah, I might be

a little busy-
- I know, I'm sorry.

(chuckles) That was direct.

- No, no, we can, we can
do dinner sometime soon.

- Yeah. All right.
Uh, we'll talk.

I'm easy to find.
- Okay.

(both chuckle)

(ominous music)

- Too smart for you own good.

- Excuse me?
- Yeah.

- Can I see that
one? The orange?

- Ah, this one?

- Thank you.

Something nice to
brighten up the backyard.

I'll take it.
- You'll take it?

All right. Let's go.

(ominous music)

(shutter clicking)

- [Jess] Ooh, you should do it.

- Weren't you the one
just telling me about

bad things that happen to women.

- Greg was a horrible
human being. Okay?

Hold on one second.

All the appliances were
installed last year,

top of line and including
washer and dryer.

Okay, sorry. Greg
is an asshole, okay?

We have a track record

of him being nothing
- Oh my god,

- but terrible.
- Jess.

- The bar is low and
Tyler has done nothing

but sail above it.

- I don't know.

Maybe I should just ask
him if we can go out.

- Where to Cornerstone?

Look, I understand
why you're cautious,

but I think you
should just do it.

Okay. I gotta go.
We'll talk soon.

- All right, bye.

- Excuse me.

- (sighs) Okay.

(phone dings)

(ominous music)

(birds chirping)

(Heather sighs)

(scoffs) Dammit, Greg.

I don't want any gifts from you,

and I don't want you
coming to my house, okay?

(lid slams)

Yeah, I got them and they're
already in the trash.

You're not listening to me.

I do not care whatever
your note said,

I've heard it all before and
I'm sick of your excuses.

- Baby, why?
- I'm not your

baby anymore, Greg.

There is no our problem
because there is no us.

What about this are
you not understanding?

You're a cheating asshole and
I want you out of my life.

- [Greg] Can we
just meet up soon?

I wanted to apologize and
talk about what happened.

- No, no, look,
not, not right now.

Look, I gotta go.
- Heather...

- Okay? Leave me alone.

(ominous music)

Not tonight.

(suspenseful music)

- Greg.
(keyboard clattering)

Greg Johnson. There you are.

(Tyler exhales)

(message dings)
(intense music)

(ambient music)

- When I was a kid, I
wanted to be a doctor.

And then junior
year of high school,

we went on a vacation
to San Francisco,

and my dad took me to an
exhibit of Gwendolyn Knight.

I just thought they
were so beautiful.

The way she made
strangers feel intimate.

(chuckles) I actually
found so much beauty

in the small things.

And from that point on,
I wanted to be an artist.

- And now you are.
- (chuckles) Well not quite.

- Don't sell yourself short.

- I'm not selling myself short.

(chuckles) I'm not
selling anything at all.

- Uh, you know what
they say, right?

No one's gonna tell
you you're an artist.

You've gotta do the work.
Believe in yourself,

All those cliches.
- You sound like Jess.

- You know, I have
some contacts,

galleries all over the country.

I'd be glad to make some
introductions for you.

There's a small space in
Sonoma, like 20 minutes,

that'd be perfect for you.

Ooh, you know, I'll
find the card and, uh-

- Um, maybe later.

- Whenever you're ready.

- Time to ask you a question.

- Depends on the question.
(both chuckle)

- Why do you move
around so much?

- I like to be on
the move, you know?

See, see new people,
see new things.

You know, that's...

- It sounds like you're
running from something.

(both chuckle)

- I guess it does. Are you
trying to psychoanalyze me?

- Just curious.

- Mm. Yeah, it does feel
like I'm running sometimes.

(soft music)

I just feel like I'm
missing a compass.

Haven't you ever
thought about moving?

- Sometimes.

Uh, I always wanted to go
to the bay area, study art,

you know, really commit.

- Uh, back to where
it all started.

Why don't you?

- This is home.

Um, my parents passed

and they left me
the house and, uh...

Besides, I'm not good
at starting over, so.

- I could give
you some pointers.

(both laugh)

I'm a seasoned
pro at this point.

- It must be hard
leaving your friends, no?

Or girlfriends?

- (laughs) Not really.

My last few relationships
were, uh, disappointing.

- Disappointing? That
sounds kind of clinical.

(both chuckle)

- I just have, uh, expectations.

I expect someone to be
honest, faithful, true.

- Who doesn't want that?

- I just hate being let down.

I guess that's what I
mean by disappointing.

- Well, our town can be
a little disappointing.

I'm not gonna lie. (laughs)

- I don't know about that.

It seems pretty
great to me so far.

(soft dramatic music)

- (chuckles) Well, uh, I know
I said I would show first,

but you wanna show
me some of your work?

Something a little
more personal?

- Yeah, yeah, I can do that.

This way.

- What's this from?
- Uh, I spent some time

in Cuba, shooting some
of the local community.

- Wow, she's-
- Beautiful, isn't she?

(soft music)

- She reminds me of my mom.
- You should have it.

- What? No.
- Yeah, take it.

I want you to take it.

You may have to
frame it yourself.

- Thank you.

- Only costs one thing.

Wanna take a picture?

- (chuckles) I mean-
- If you say no

then I know you don't
really want her.

- Or maybe I just don't think
I'm a worthy enough subject.

- I'll be the judge of that.

- All right. (chuckles)

Where do you-
- Over here.

- Okay.

Here?
- Mm-hmm.

(Heather chuckles)

(Heather laughs)

A little to your
left with your eyes.

- That's good. Yeah.

(shutter clicking)
(Heather laughs)

That's perfect.

(soft dramatic music)

- Sorry.

Sorry.
- Oh, no, no.

I shouldn't have.
- It's not you.

- Is, is there someone else?

- No, uh, not really, um...

You're really great.

I just got out of a really
long, terrible relationship.

- I understand that.

- And I guess I
need to move slow.

- Yeah, I understand.

- But I really wanna keep
hanging out together.

- I'd like that too.

And don't sweat it. I know
these things can be difficult.

I've also had some
messy breakups.

(ominous music)

(door opens)

- Thanks again for tonight.

- That was fun.

- You're a really
nice guy, Tyler.

- (chuckles) Thanks.

I'll see you around.

- Yeah, see ya around.

'Cause we're neighbors.

- (chuckles) That's,
that's right.

- Good night.

- (scoffs) "Cause
we're neighbors.

"You're a really nice guy."
(scoffs) Jesus, Heather.

(laughs) He tried to kiss me.

- What? What did you do?

- I pulled away and
told him I wasn't ready.

- Uh, was it like
a drunk thing or?

- No, he doesn't drink.

I think he just really likes me.

- Oh, I knew you straight up!
(Heather laughs)

I knew it!

- Screw you. (laughs)

- Why didn't you let him?

- I don't know, I, I
guess it just felt weird

to move on so fast
and also it's someone

that lives 50 feet away.

- That's not weird,
that's just convenient.

(Heather laughing)

(water running)

(ominous music)

(Tyler sighs)

(Tyler sighs)

(hand pounding)

(intense music)

(chimes jingling)
(crickets chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(door creaking)

(liquid dripping)

(intense music)

(traffic whirring)

- Okay, you coming this way?

- Uh, over there.
- There you are, Greg.

(ominous music)

(ice clinking)

- Here are the shots, girls.
- All right!

(Greg laughs)
- Yeah.

- Here you go.

(group chattering and laughing)

- Cheers, guys.

Cheers.
- Cheers.

(ominous music)

(indistinct chattering)

(brush scraping)

(Heather sighs)

- Take a break, baby girl.

(Heather sighs)

Hmm.

(soft dramatic music)

(Heather sighs)

- All right. I'll see ya.

(suspenseful music)

(Tyler sighing)

(hand pounds)

(suspenseful music continues)

(brush scraping)

(blade clicks)

(razor scraping)

- Tonya from Cuba, yeah?

(door opens)

(door slams)

(moans) I wanna go to Cuba.

Get out of this town.

(Heather chuckles)

(knock on door)

(traffic whirring)

(suspenseful music)

Do not tell him. (chuckles)

Hey, uh, are you okay?

- Yeah, just me being clumsy.

I sliced my hand on a rusty nail

moving boxes in the garage.

But I didn't mean to bother you.

I just realized I don't
have a single piece

of first aid in the
house. (chuckles)

- Uh, okay. Let me see.

All right. It's not that bad.

- Yes, do you think I
need stitches? (chuckles)

- No, no, um, I think I have
some stuff inside to help.

Come on in.

- Uh, thank you.

(suspenseful music)

- You can sit.

Um...

Oh.

(bag unzips)

All right.

Let's get you sealed up.
- Yeah.

Uh!
- Sorry.

Toughen up. (laughs)

- The blood doesn't bother you?

- I wanted to be a
doctor. Remember?

- Right.

- Uh, I think I'm out
of butterfly bandages.

I might have something in my
medicine cabinet upstairs.

Give me a sec.

(footsteps tapping)

(door opens)

(suspenseful music)

- Found some.
- Great.

(door closes)

- Okay. Let's get you sailed up.

(wrapper tearing)

(both chuckle)

You're all set.

- Thanks, doc. I
think I'll make it.

Uh, I'm gonna get
- You might

- back to work.
(both chuckle)

- need to get a tetanus shot.

Um, cuts from dirty nails.

- Right. Right.

Well, uh, thank you. Bye.

- Bye. (chuckles)

(door opens and closes)

(suspenseful music)

(ice cubes clinking)

(Tyler groans)

(drink fizzing)

(Tyler sighs)

(Tyler exhales)

(key jangling)

- Hey.
- Hi.

(key clinks and scrapes)

- Do you copy keys here?

- Yeah, uh, give me a second.

(suspenseful music)

(brush scraping)

(Heather scoffs)

(Heather sighs)

- What are you staring
at? You got the day off.

I'll get back to you tomorrow.

(suspenseful music)

(mouse clicking)

(scissors cutting)

Goodnight, ladies. (chuckles)

(suspenseful music)

(gate creaking)

(suspenseful music)

Hello?

Is someone out there?

(Heather sighs)

(crickets chirping)

Damn raccoons.
(scoffs) Every night.

(intense music)

(suspenseful music)

(key jangling)

(lock clicks)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(key jangling)

(brushes clinking)

(brushes clattering)

(Heather sighs)

(suspenseful music continues)

(door opens)

(Heather moans)

(Tyler sighs)

(suspenseful music continues)

(gentle music)
(water running)

(Heather sighs)

(Heather chuckles)

(drawer opens)

(shutter clicking)

(sighs) Heather,
you dummy. (giggles)

(sighs) No, no, no, no, no, no.

(Heather breathes uneasily)

(suspenseful music)

(Heather whimpering)

What did you do?

(doorknob clattering)

(Heather breathes uneasily)

(hands slam)

(keys jangling)

(Heather panting)
(suspenseful music)

(knocking on door)

Tyler.

(knocking on door)

Tyler, are you in there?

Tyler.

Please, I need some help.
(Tyler sighs)

Are you in there?

What am I doing?
I'm gonna call Jess.

- Big sales. You've got this.

(phone ringing)

Hey Heather, can
I call you back?

What?

Okay, calm down,
calm down. It's okay.

Just calm down. Take a breath.

Call the police. Okay?

I'll be over as soon
as I can. (sighs)

(suspenseful music)

(sighs) Ugly house anyway.

(chattering on police radio)
(suspenseful music)

(sirens wailing)

- Well?

- Well, I can't say for
sure, but there doesn't seem

to be any sign of a break in.
(door closes)

- Ma'am, this man claims
to be your neighbor.

- Heather, are you okay?
- I'm okay.

- What happened?
- Is this your friend?

- Yeah. He's my new neighbor.

Um, he's just across the street.

- Hi, Tyler Clements.

- Did you see or
hear anything unusual

last night, Mr. Clements?
- Uh, no.

I was, I was asleep early.

- And nothing this morning?

- I kind of wish I
knew, but I wasn't home.

- Where were you?
- I was up.

Went for a hike.

(suspenseful music)

- Did you notice any
unusual cars on the block?

Something out of the ordinary?

- Honestly, I just moved in.

I wouldn't be able to tell
you something like that.

- Like I said, whoever it was

was here around 11, maybe later.

- What do you mean?
- Well, I heard something

or someone in the backyard
and at first I wrote it off,

but it was him, Greg
Johnson, like I told you.

- Okay.

If I may, was this a
particularly ugly breakup?

Would you feel the need
to file a protective order

against this Mr. Johnson?

- (sighs) Well,
I'm willing to now.

I mean, he never
hit me or anything,

but it was a messy
breakup, yeah.

- Does he have a
key to your house?

- He gave it back
to me months ago.

- Well it was recently copied.

It seems to be how
these things happen.

- Well, I wouldn't know.

- Heather, why don't I,
uh, arrange for locksmith

to come by this afternoon
while you get some rest?

- Yeah, that's a good
idea. Thanks, Tyler.

- Let's go take another look
at that room. After you.

(Heather sighs)

(suspenseful music)

(shutter clicking)

Well, I'm afraid you can't
touch that, Miss Bailey.

It's evidence now.
- Jesus, right.

- Now if you could just write
down Mr. Johnson's address

and place a business for
me, we'll go talk to him.

- Okay.

(sighs) I can't believe
this is happening.

- Be careful of that corner.

(Heather sighs)

- Here, I put his
number on there too.

- Thanks.

If you're feeling
unsafe, we can have a car

out front for you for the day.

- No, I'll be fine.

- Well, all right.

We'll be in touch soon.

- Are you sure you're all right?

- I'm okay. Thank you.

- Maybe we should go
for a cup of coffee

so you can clear your head.

- Where is Heather?
- Yeah, that'd be nice.

- Honey, what is going
on? Why are they leaving?

- It's fine. They're
gonna talk to Greg.

- They better be
going to arrest him.

You're gonna go
arrest him, right?

- Well, we need to
interview Mr. Johnson first

and determine if he
had anything to do

with what happened here.
- What, you think

she broke into her own house

and damaged her own property?

- I've seen a lot of strange
things on this job, ma'am.

We're gonna check all
this out and determine

the best course of action.
- Uh, no-

- Well, thank you, officer.

- We'll be in touch.
- And what if we need

to get in touch with you?

- Here, Take my card.

If anything comes up.

- Thanks.
- Let's roll out guys.

- I'm so sorry. I cannot
believe this is happening.

(door closes)
- I'll be fine.

- I can keep an eye on her.
- You know what?

I'm calling a
locksmith this instant.

We need to get
everything changed up.

- Oh, I'm happy to handle
that to make things easier.

- That's sweet, Tyler, thank
you, but for real estate,

I deal with locksmiths
all the time

so I can get someone where ASAP.

I need to get one of those
one hour or less guys, okay?

That way he doesn't have
a chance to come back.

- He's not coming back
during the day, Jess.

- Yesterday, would you have
thought he'd break into

your house in the
middle of the night?

Exactly.

- All right, ladies, I'll
be across the street.

If you need me, anything,
you let me know.

- Thanks, Tyler.

- Hello? Yes.

I need an appointment
today. ASAP.

- How we doing?

(knock on door)
Come in.

Hey, uh...

What's going on right here?
- Detective James Brooks.

We need to ask you
some questions.

- Why don't you
have a seat, Greg?

(suspenseful music)

- What is this about?

- We need to talk to you
about Heather Bailey.

- Is she okay?

- Well you tell me.

According to her, you broke
into her house last night.

- And okay. We're
all set, ladies.

- That was fast.
- Paul.

- Paul. You're new.

You know, I work in real estate.

I could use you sometime.
- Thank you.

(both chuckle)

- If you have any old
copies, I can take them.

We can repurpose them
if they're not damaged.

The company gives you
a discount for it.

- Why not?
- Sounds good.

- Thanks, Paul.

(suspenseful music)

- Oh.

- What?
- I must have gotten

some paint on this one.

Do you want me to
clean it for you?

- Oh, don't worry about it.

I've seen much worse.
(Heather chuckles)

Have a nice day, ladies.
- Hold on.

For your service.

- Thank you.

(footsteps tapping)

- Even in these circumstances?
- What? (chuckles)

- What's up?
(door closes)

- I gotta tell Miss Stewart.

- You've been through enough
today. She can find out later.

You're gonna feel bad
if you don't, right?

(Heather sighs)
- Fine,

but I'm driving.
- Thanks.

- It's okay.
- I'm gonna change

and then we can go.

- I was out all night. I, I
have a receipt from dinner.

- Unfortunately, this
could have happened

anytime between
11:00 PM and dawn.

So that's not gonna cut it.

(suspenseful music)

You've been recently reaching
out to Miss Bailey, correct?

- I sent her a letter and
I called a couple of times,

but I didn't break
into her house.

I would never do
something like that.

- Is there anyone
that can attest

to your whereabouts last night?

- Hmm.
- Look,

I'm trying to help you clear
your name, Mr. Johnson.

If there's something you
need to tell me, you should.

- Greg.

- Yes.

I was with a coworker all night.

- And this coworker can
corroborate your story?

- She can, but I don't
know if she will.

- This an ongoing thing?
You and your coworker?

- It's been on
and off for a bit.

- While you were still
seeing Miss Bailey?

- (sighs) There was
a bit of an overlap.

- Hmm
- What?

Are you the morality police?

- No judgment here, sir.

Just trying to get to the facts.

- I'll go have a talk
with your coworker.

See if I can
straighten this out.

- All right.

(suspenseful music)

- Unbelievable. Jesus Christ.

- I can't tell you
how sorry I am.

I can stitch it back together,
but the fibers are very old.

- Don't bother.
- It might not be a perfect-

- Just give it back.

- It's, um, technically
evidence right now.

The police have it.

- Well, at least give
me my deposit back then.

- Yeah, uh, that's only fair.

If you could just give
me a little bit of time

to get the money together,

I'll gladly write you a check.

- How long is a little bit?

- About a month or two.

- Oh, for God sakes. Eh...

- I'm so, so sorry.

- Yes, you said that
already. Just go.

I knew I never should
have trusted you.

(Miss Stewart slurping)

(car approaching)

- You know, I can
front you the money.

- I'll figure something out.

- But, Heather...

(door closes)

(suspenseful music)
- Heather.

- What are you doing?
- What the hell, Heather?

- Stay away from us!
- Are you trying

to ruin my life?
- No, I'm trying

to get you out of mine!

- You take it up with
the police, Greg!

- I did, now I don't
have a job anymore!

- Huh?
- You framed me, you bitch!

- You're going to jail, asshole!

- No, I'm not going to jail
because I was never here.

Don't you think they
would've detained me

If I didn't have an alibi?
- What?

- I was out all night with
a subordinate at her house.

(intense music)
- You're lying!

- No I'm not! She
admitted to it!

Good thing she's not getting
fired because of it like I am!

You told me to try to move
on and this is what I get

because I tried to talk to you?

- Get away from her!
- You get me fired!

(Jess and Heather gasp)

Who the hell are you?
What are you gonna do?

(fist thuds)

(body slams)

(fist whacking)
- Ty, Tyler, Tyler,

Tyler, Tyler!

(Greg choking)
Tyler, Tyler, Tyler!

(Greg coughing)
- He was gonna

attack you!

He was gonna attack.

(Greg coughing)
I'm, I'm sorry.

(intense music)

- I'm suing all of you!

You hear me?

You, you get me fired!

You get some guy
to sucker punch me

and try and kill me!
- That's not what happened.

- Yeah, we'll I'm gonna enjoy

seeing you try to
prove it! (gasping)

- Just get out of here!
- Get a lawyer, Heather!

Not that you can afford one.

(Greg coughs)

- It's okay, it's okay.
- No, what happened?

- Let's just get
inside, okay? Come on.

Let's get inside.

(Tyler screams)
(hands pounding)

(suspenseful music)

(Tyler gasps)

- You, you ruined it.
(breathes heavily)

She hates you.
(hand pounds)

(intense music)

Ya!
(mirror shattering)

No!

(upbeat music on TV)
- Ugly house.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

- You know you don't have to
stay here with me all night.

- Well, I'm not gonna
leave you alone.

You need to come
back to my place.

- Okay. You go ahead.

Maybe I should talk to
Tyler on my way out.

- About what? Legal strategy?

Maybe you should give him
a day or five to cool off.

- Right. (sighs)

- That was scary.

- I know.

- He barely even
responded to his own name.

- I didn't know what to do.

- He seemed so normal,
but that was too much.

And I hate Greg.

(both chuckle)

Speaking of which, what are
you gonna do about Gregory?

- I don't know.

Detective Brooks said
his story checked out,

so I don't know what to believe.

- No, something's definitely up.

Probably had the co-worker
he's screwing lie for him.

We'll figure it out.

Forget it for now. Okay?

Come back to my place and relax.

We'll worry about all this crap

when we wake up in the morning.

You'll stay with me until
everything settles down. Okay?

- Yeah.

Just give me an hour or so,
and then I'll head over.

Gotta shower and talk
to Tyler on my way out.

- Okay.

Be safe.

(suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)

(brushes clattering)

- Hey, come here.

Let me get you a drink. Come on.

(Greg scoffs)

(customers chattering)

Hey, yo. Get me another one.

Thank you, thank you.

(Greg laughs)

(suspenseful music)

(Tyler whimpering)

(Tyler continues whimpering)

(Tyler continues whimpering)

- Oh, what...(muttering).

(knocks on door)

(suspenseful music)

(door opens)

Hey, what's up?

- I just wanted to give
you something for that...

- Where are you going?

- To stay at Jess's
for a little bit.

Um, wait for this whole Greg
situation to be figured out.

- Listen, I need to
apologize for before.

I lost control of myself.

- Uh, it's okay.

Um, I know you were
just trying to help me.

- What's this?

- Something for you.

- Oh, this is beautiful.

- It's not finished, I, uh,

I actually don't know
where to go with it.

And my studio is trashed
and I don't know.

I just felt like maybe
you should have it.

- It's perfect the way it is.

Thank you.

Wow. You, you really
are a wonderful artist.

- Thanks.

- Hey, uh, could you help
me hang it before you leave?

- Uh...
- You know, real quick.

It'll just take a
second, you know?

Oh, I also still
owe you that card.

For the gallery in Sonoma.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Come on, it'll just,

it'll be real quick.
- Uh, okay.

(intense music)

(door closes)
- Let's try this.

Put you over here.

Slide this guy over here. Okay.

How about this?
(keys jangling)

How does she look here?

(suspenseful music)

- That could work.

- No, we can do better. Come on.

How about if we, uh,
move this over here?

I think it would be
nice, yeah, yeah,

it would be really nice up here.

What do you think?
- Sure.

(suspenseful music continues)

Oh, no, that's not
right. That's...

How about over here?
- Look, Tyler,

I really gotta get
going to Jess's.

- Okay.

- Thanks again for earlier.

Um, I think Greg will cool off
and everything might be okay.

We'll see. (chuckles)

All right?

- Wait, look, I know
I've made some mistakes.

I know.
- No.

- But please let me, let me find

this contact info for you.

- It's okay.
- Please.

As an olive branch.

- You don't have to-
- No, no, no.

I'll find it somewhere.

It should be right
here. I know I have it.

Just one sec. Come on, come on.

(suspenseful music)

- Where are you, girl?

(dramatic music on TV)
- Local bartender

Marisol Kemano has been
reported missing by her family.

Miss Kemano's car
- Oh my God.

- [Reporter] was discovered
abandoned two blocks

from her place at work
yesterday afternoon.

Originally from the suburbs
outside of Portland...

(phone ringing)
- Come on,

where are you Heather?
- Kemano had only been

in the...

(suspenseful music)

- [Heather Voiceover] Those
are really nice earrings.

(intense music)

They look really nice.

- [Tyler Voiceover] Yeah,
I thought the backyard

could use some brightening up.

- [Heather Voiceover]
That's an interesting spot

for a flower bed.
- Oh, it's perfect.

I got a great angle
from my bedroom window.

It'll be the first thing
I see in the morning.

(intense music continues)

(earing jangling)
(footsteps tapping)

Are you okay?

(crickets chirping)

- I'm fine.

What do you have there?

(suspenseful music)

Oh, I didn't realize
I dropped that.

(Heather gasps)

Are you feeling okay?

- I gotta get going to Jess's.
- Heather Bailey,

I don't like the way you're
looking at me. (chuckles)

- Where did you get that?

- I found it in the house.

It must've been left
by the last tenant.

Why? What's wrong?

(suspenseful music continues)

- I know who that belongs to.

- Heather, I just told you!
(hand pounds)

I found it in, in the house.

- You're lying.

(intense music)

- She wasn't special.

Not like you.

It's only you.

(tires screeching)

(suspenseful music)

(knocks on door)

- Heather?

Heather?

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

- [Reporter] A few months
and has no family nearby.

But since her...
(phone ringing)

- [Heather On Voicemail] Hi,
you've reached Heather Bailey.

I can't come to the
phone right now.

- Search for her body
- If you'd like to leave me

a personal message...
- in a pond nearby...

- (sighs) Dammit, Heather.

(Jess breathes heavily)

(keys jangling)

(suspenseful music)

- Who are you?

- Who are you?

You're nothing.

You're broken like I'm broken.

- I'm nothing like you.
- Aren't you?

Aren't you?

You don't even have the
courage to leave this town.

This street. You don't even
believe in yourself, your art.

(Heather whimpers)

I've known many
poor, helpless girls

like you, Heather Bailey.

- You've done this
before? (cries)

- You don't have any family!
(hand pounds)

You have one friend.

- Stop!

(suspenseful music)

- Where is she now?

But I'm here!
(Heather gasping)

I'm here for you, Heather.

I can save you.

- I don't need saving.
- Oh, but you do.

You need me,

and I need you.

(intense music)

- No!

(both grunting)

- Don't do this!
(Heather gasping)

Stay put!

(Heather groans)

Why don't you love me?

Why would leave this?
(hand slamming)

(knocking on door)
- Help!

(knocking on door)

(Heather gasping)

(knocking on door)

- Help, no!
- Quiet.

- No, no!
- Stop.

(door slams)

We'll talk about
it when I'm back.

(plastic rustling)

(Heather gasping)
(objects banging)

(suspenseful music)

(Heather gasping)

- Oh.

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, I wanted to apologize

for my part in what
happened earlier.

- Yeah, fine. Uh, do
you need anything?

I'm very busy.

(suspenseful music)
(Heather gasping)

- Okay, okay. (gasping)

- I was wondering if you've
seen Heather around at all.

She left her car
packed in the driveway,

and she's not home, but
she, her phone was in there.

- What do you want with her?

- I wanna apologize
to, is she in there?

(pounding on door)

- Help!

- No. I didn't seen her
since this afternoon.

Listen, maybe you should
get off my property

before we have
another problem, huh?

(suspenseful music)
(pounding on door)

(pounding on door)
- (gasping) Help!

- What's going on back there?
- Help!

- Heather!

(intense music)

(foot whacks)

(both grunting)

(Tyler breathes heavily)

- [Heather] Help!

(suspenseful music)

(Heather gasping)

(hand whacks)
(frame shatters)

(suspenseful music)

- (breathes heavily) I'm back.

I don't wanna do this. Okay?

Just trust me and everything's
gonna be all right.

Please.

Okay, I'm, I'm, I'm
sorry I scared you.

(door opens)

I'm coming inside now.

(intense music)

Heather?

Where are you?

(glass scrapes)
- Uh! (groaning)

(table slams)
Uh!

(Heather panting)

(Heather gasping)

- Greg!

- He's not gonna
hurt you anymore.

- No! (gasping)

- Where are you going?

(intense music)

- Help! Help!

Help, oh! (gasps)

(both grunting)

- How could you ruin this?

(Heather gasping)

We could have been perfect!

(intense music)
(Heather choking)

(shovel whacks)

(body thuds)

(both whimpering)

- Jessie! (gasping)

- It's okay, it's okay.

(both sobbing)

(intense music)

(Heather screams)
(bucket whacks)

(both sobbing)

(dramatic music)
(sirens wailing)

- Go straight to the back.

- He moved in last week.

He told me he was
a photographer.

I don't know. He
seemed so normal.

That's it.

- [Officer] Thank
you, Miss Bailey.

(siren wailing)

(dramatic music)

(stretcher clattering)

(intense music)

(Heather sighs)

- It's over.

(soft dramatic music)

- I didn't think
you'd really do it.

- I know.
(both chuckle)

But San Francisco is
not that far away.

We'll see each other.

(Jess sighs)

(Heather laughs)

Always-
- be selling. (laughs)

(soft dramatic music)

- Oh.
- Oh.

(both laugh)

Promise you'll call me when
you're a famous artist?

- I will.

(Heather giggles)

- Call me when
you're on the road,

and when you get
there, just call me.

- I will, you dork.

(dramatic music)

(Heather sighs)

(car door opens and closes)

(Heather sighs)

(dramatic music continues)

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(machinery beeping)

(door opens)

- Hello.

I like those. Your earrings.

(suspenseful music continues)

They're beautiful.

(intense music)

(ominous music)