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I'm really enjoying my vacation.

Who was that cutie you were talking to?

Tonight is my last night.

I was hoping we could do something special.

Mama?

What is it, sweetie?

Alison didn't come home last night.

Multiple witnesses saw Alison

at the bar last night with two young, local men.

We have determined the death of Alison Thomas...

was an accident.

But this was not an accident.

And everyone knows it.

My sister's murder was headline news for years.

Sometimes it feels like

the whole world knows more than I do.

You need to get some help,

because at this point, you've become a stalker.

I need to keep doing this.

For her.

Alison didn't come home last night.

Gogo!

Malcolm!

Alison!

Can you hear me?

- Hey! Alison! - Alison!

Oh, God, I'm sorry. Please.

I'm so sorry.

Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those...

Can I buy you a drink?

I mean, sure. I like free things.

What'll you have?

Uh, can I have another one of these masterpieces, please?

- And he'll have one, too. - You got it.

I'm Emily.

Trev.

And, uh, what do you do, Emily?

I'm an editor... environmental documentaries, mostly.

Ah, a do-gooder.

Sometimes.

And let me guess... you're a consultant?

I mean, the suit, the bespoke tie at half-mast

mourning the end of another satisfying day consulting.

Plus, the Brecht Consulting bag kind of gave it away.

I see. You think I'm a total douche.

No, not at all.

Good people can work at problematic companies.

You know, change from within and whatnot.

Josh, over here.

Did we make a new friend again?

This is Trev.

He works at Brecht,

but he's pretty sure he's one of the good ones.

- Oh. - This is my boyfriend, Josh.

He's a civil rights lawyer,

so he's definitely one of the good ones.

Watch out for that one.

Yes. Beware of women with opinions.

Should we go home and rechristen our apartment?

I'd love to, but I got to get back to the office.

- No. - Why don't I walk you home?

I mean, I thought you said Flatbush was totally safe.

All right, you caught me. I still worry.

Well, I'll be fine.

- Mm-hmm? - Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Ooh, I see you looking, mama.

Come on. Come on.

You know you want some of this. Come on.

He started it!

See, their sister's being naughty.

200 bucks for shuttle service.

I mean, is it too much to ask

for it to be here when we arrive?

It's like that everywhere in the Caribbean.

- Island time, they call it. - Oh, my God, Dad.

Darien is lovely.

We considered that when we were leaving the city.

We're in White Plains.

Oh. And those are your girls?

Yes. This is Alison.

She's on break from college.

Freshman at Princeton.

- Princeton? - Yeah.

- Good for you. - And she's a superstar...

swim team, tennis team,

graduated high school second in her class.

Plus, I have a completely overblown sense of self-worth

due to my incredibly doting parents.

And how old are you, sweetheart?

It's okay. This is Clairey.

She's seven.

She's a little bit shy.

I wish ours could be more shy.

I'm not the one who fed them

two packs of candy on the plane, Brett.

Oh, great!

I guess we'll see you there.

I spy with my little eye

something blue.

The sky. Too easy, Mama.

Ah. I spy...

something with feathers.

Clairey, no, remember what we talked about?

No arm writing. You spell it in your mind.

Mom, leave her alone.

I spy a girl.

Why'd she do that?

Clairey, did you know that 2 billion people,

which is more than a third of humans on Earth,

live on less than $2 a day?

She's seven, Al.

Does she really need to know that?

I don't think seven's too young to learn

about the hypocrisy of our lifestyle.

I'm warning you. Enough.

Hypocrisy, Clairey,

is when you say you feel a certain way,

but your actions directly contradict that.

Kind of like how Mom and Dad say they care about poverty,

but instead of doing anything about it,

they plan a luxury vacation on an island

where people don't even have solid roofs over their heads.

Alison...

Miss, on our island,

the people are well fed and happy.

You have to excuse my daughter.

She's in her first year of college

and reading a bunch of Toni Morrison.

Her heart's in the right place. She's just...

a little confused.

Bonjour. Welcome, welcome.

Hello.

Oh, my God.

Careful.

Welcome.

Welcome to Indigo Bay.

Hello.

I want to stay another week.

Thanks. This is beautiful.

The punch is made with fresh guava, miss.

Trust me, you'll like it.

Please go relax.

You must not miss the sunset.

I shall take care of your bags

and see that you are all checked in.

- There's a pool. - I know.

You want to go look?

Okay. Have a good one. Thank you.

Yes. My big man, Gogo.

How's it hanging, boy?

Guess who just got a $20 tip.

You're shitting me. From who?

Those anti-men I took to their room.

He did not even look at the bill.

He just want to get down to doing the nasty

with he husband, I guess.

Oh, man, we love them American anti-men.

Mm. What are you doing tonight?

Damian's got that football game.

I cannot tonight. Don't start.

We can't all be free and easy, Edwin.

Yeah, by choice, Goges. By choice, man.

I spy cotton candy.

That's a good one, Clairey.

Look, there's the kids' club.

Hi.

Come on, Alison, smell that ocean breeze.

Smell it.

Ahh.

Admit that this resort is incredible.

Admit that you'd rather be in paradise

than fucking New Jersey.

And admit...

Admit that it's not so awful

to be with your capitalist,

- bougie parents for a week.

- Fine. - Come on.

It's great.

I'm happy to be here.

Steph Curry's on a tear.

Warriors are gonna win another ring this year.

Cookie!

Well, hello.

Hi.

Oh, you have a cookie.

Thank you so much. Oh.

She loves sharing her cookies.

Oh, well that is wonderful. Thank you.

- Say "you're welcome." - You're welcome.

You're so good with her. You have kids?

Yes. DAD: Yeah?

Yes. We have a daughter. DAD: Nice.

- Say "goodbye." - Bye.

- Peanut punch? - No.

- I think we need it. - No.

We're not getting that.

Good source of protein. Good source of calcium.

Oh. Hey.

Hey, have you seen that old man in the building,

wears the NASCAR hat with the little dog?

Oh, Jefe? That dog's an asshole.

Yeah, right?

Never met an asshole dog before.

- Thanks, man. - Thank you.

All right. Have a good one.

Yeah, I want him to like us.

Maybe we should buy him some treats or something.

Bribe him into loving us. I'm determined to win him over.

- Emily, you okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, I just haven't seen that soda since the island.

Yeah, no shit. So are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. It was just a memory.

I know you said you'd be fine here,

but if it's too much, we can move somewhere else.

I just want you to feel safe...

Josh, stop. I'm not freaking out, okay?

It was a memory, a good memory.

That's soda's delish.

Stop.

- Well... - I would tell you. I promise.

Look, I love Flatbush. I love our apartment.

I even love this asshole dog.

Hello.

This is so nice.

- Mama... - Yeah, Clairey?

Where's Alison?

Can you go check and make sure she's okay?

Sweetie, I know you're so excited

to play with your sister, but teenagers like to sleep in.

Can I get a tour of your sandcastle?

Yeah?

Wow.

That's the moat.

That's the tower where the princess lives all alone.

Alone? Why?

Her parents went to a party and left her with a babysitter.

She was witch, so the princess killed her.

Fantastic.

You keep on...

I know. I know. I saw it.

We're working on it, okay? Honey, it's a process.

You don't stop something like that overnight, right?

People are looking at her.

No, they're not.

Interesting how different she is from her sister.

What sister?

Come on.

You didn't notice the sumptuous 18-year-old

at dinner last night?

I only have eyes for you, dear.

And in general, I don't ogle children.

Sorry. It's these hormones.

They're making me crazy.

Look at our island,

pulling out she most beautiful day for you.

What can I be getting you this morning?

Nothing for me, thanks.

Yeah, I'll get another, uh, rum punch.

Uh, but do me a favor and tell your, uh...

tell your bros not to water it down this time, okay?

I assure you,

no drinks are watered down at Indigo Bay.

Thank you.

No drinks are watered down.

- There you are. - Hi. Morning, sweetie.

How about a family swim?

Start the day off right?

Pass. I just woke up.

Do you have makeup on?

No. I just showered.

I was disgusting.

Dad, I'll still swim with you later.

Hey, Clairey. Come here.

- I made a sandcastle. - You did?

I can tell, 'cause you're all sandy.

Hello.

- Hey. - Hello.

You have not yet met my mate Gogo.

Just this morning I said,

"Gogo, you must meet the Thomases.

Good people from the land West Chester."

We have a few excursions today.

I recommend highly the snorkeling trip

or the hike on Faraway Cay.

How far is Faraway Cay?

Ironically, she is only 500 meters away.

It's a magical place

with a big, beautiful waterfall at her center.

But the trip is only for the very brave.

Some say it is haunted.

People be vanishing from there all the time.

Some have seen a long-haired woman,

eight foot tall with goat hooves for feet.

They say she curses the sinners and... and changes they to goats.

Oh, that sounds fun. We should go.

Desmond, our excursions guide,

will book everything you need.

I don't want to go.

I don't like to go either, miss.

We also have a volleyball match this afternoon.

Care to join us?

Oh, Al, you'd love that.

Ah, excellent.

May we count you in, miss?

Maybe.

More of a sunbather, are we?

He's a great guy.

So friendly.

And make them fries extra crispy, he say.

We gonna lime hard tonight, mate.

Go to Paulette's, dance,

take us a break from all them "extra crispies."

- Can't. - Come on.

Just a quick drink.

I can't. Sara already vex with me.

Oh, she not let you lime yesterday neither.

You know, it's bullshit. She not worth your time.

She need me to mind Clive Jr.

Come on. She can watch she own son.

That pickney a pain in the ass.

You shut your fucking face!

Mate, you know I meant nothing by it!

So weird, man.

Been this way since primary school, you know?

Clive, come on.

You gonna make some really nice friends today, Clive.

None of that fidgeting.

Stay away from the wild ones.

Your Auntie Ruthie, she wild.

One night, she sneak out to Faraway

with she wild friends drinking and doing God knows what,

and that long-hair witch with the hooves for feet

change she into a goat.

So better listen to your grandma.

Stop the fidgeting.

You have to go to the bathroom or what?

Go. Go now. Go.

You must be the new boy.

Clive?

Y-y-y-y-y...

I'm really close. Please don't be pissed.

Girl, you're always late.

I'm sorry. Josh and I got distracted.

Fucking?

You live together now. Fuck on your own time.

We weren't. We weren't.

Anyway, I'm pulling up now, okay?

Good, 'cause I already ordered.

Weather man says rain, but it's a beautiful day.

Well, that's good, 'cause as usual,

I don't have an umbrella.

Oh, the weather, she always change she mind.

Multiple witnesses saw Alison

at the bar last night with two young local men.

They were drinking, dancing, and the three of them

left the bar together around midnight.

I arrested the two men a few hours later for drunk driving,

but your daughter was no longer with them.

Oh, you know, you don't have to say it.

I know it... those two fucking guys...

The fat one and the thin one.

Tea service from the manager.

Uh, I have tea from the manager.

Um...

sorry, uh...

Okay, A, you're buying the drinks,

and, B, my mom just texted me

and said she wants to go to the spa.

Do you think that's code for gay conversion camp?

Hey, what...

Holy shit. What's the matter?

Oh, shit. Okay, you know what?

L-let's get the fuck out of here.

Hey, hey. Let's go.

There he was, driving a cab,

talking about the weather like nothing ever happened.

Jesus, that's fucking insane.

I mean, what are the chances?

I can't explain what it was like being next to him.

His voice, his... his... face...

it was like I was there again.

You think I should have spoken to him?

What? No. Why would you even...

Em, everybody knows those guys raped and killed your sister.

Yeah, I know, and he's one of two people

who knows the truth, who knows everything.

How? Why?

Okay, Em, promise me you're not gonna do something stupid.

I won't.

All right.

And you'll talk to Dr. Norton about this?

Can't I just tell you something that happened to me

without you thinking I'm gonna fucking crack?

That's not what I meant.

Fuck.

Shoo. Shoo. Shoo. Mangy beasts.

Get away, all of you.

Gogo, announce me volleyball game.

Try to get the hot Thomas girl to play.

We liming at Paulette's tonight?

Of course, man.

But Goges got to take care of he pickney.

Too bad, Goges.

Me Daphne, she be coming with her sister.

She fat, but she game.

I got a woman.

Sara?

She not marry you when you knock she up.

She not marrying you now, right, Edwin?

Why anyone want some sket tying he down?

I like my pick of the pum-pum.

Can I interest you in any excursions,

snorkeling or hiking?

A boat trip to a nearby island with a waterfall?

No.

A sugar plantation tour?

Uh, yeah. No, thanks.

The volleyball game will begin in five minutes.

The volley...

the volleyball game will begin in five minutes.

The volleyball game will begin in five minutes.

Clairey, you want to watch me play?

Yeah.

Come on.

Let's go.

Heading to the volleyball game.

The volleyball game will begin in five minutes.

Oh, I like it.

The volleyball game will begin in five minutes.

- The volleyball game... - See you later.

Will begin in five minutes.

You're here to do braids?

I'm looking for Gogo.

Tell him I am here.

He's a lucky man.

Go wait in the service area.

Lehman Brothers!

Right? GREG: Let me ask them.

Have you guys done any of the excursions?

A snorkeling trip might be fun.

Oh, I wouldn't dare.

Have you guys noticed the whole staff seems stoned?

We were in Parrot Cay in October,

and the service was impeccable.

Hmm.

Not a sunbather after all, I see.

Ha. Well...

I'm not really what anyone expects me to be.

Will you hold this for me?

You my extra pair of eyes, little miss.

- Hi. - Hey.

What are you guys talking about?

- Uh, schools. - Yeah. Michigan.

I go to Michigan State.

Princeton, I'm ashamed to say.

- I'm at Yale. - Yale. No way.

- Sarah Lawrence. - Do you know Amber Philips?

No, I don't think so.

Whitney Wiseman?

Yeah, actually.

She's in my dorm.

Wow, we were in orchestra together at St. Paul's.

- Okay. - Ooh, small world.

Our world is kind of small, isn't it?

Good point, Ali.

- Alison. - Good point, Alison.

Sure.

All right. All right, yeah.

Play some volleyball!

Yes!

Good. Nice.

- Oh! - Whoo!

- You're in the back. - It was literally to me.

I have this whole front part.

- You're the back. - All right.

Get your head in the game.

Gogo, your baby mother is here.

Sara? Where?

Service area.

Oh, Goges, you're in trouble, mate.

Sara, what you doing here?

Are you still coming to mind Clive Jr. later?

Yes, of course.

You'll be home?

I have to go out.

To do what?

My mom needs new tires for her car.

Tires?

New tires for the car I use to take your son to the doctor

and to do the shopping.

If you don't have it,

I will find other ways to get the money.

- You will not like the ways. - No.

Don't, please.

I will get... I will get the money.

Don't make promises you can't keep.

I will get it, Sara.

All right.

My serve.

- In! - Yeah!

Oh, my God!

Out.

Suck it!

Good call.

Hey, that was in. What are you talking about?

It was out, actually. I saw it.

It was out.

I saw it. He's right.

It's okay, honey. You got this!

Hey, how was the game?

It was good.

Um...

who was that cutie you were talking to

in the Yale shirt?

- Some kid. I don't know. - Ah.

He was pretty cute, though, right?

Um, yeah.

I mean, you could see those blue eyes

- all the way from over here. - Okay, okay, okay.

All right. Okay, I heard you.

- I'm just saying. - I heard you.

Oh, my God.

Johnny has a dozen eggs.

If he eats four for breakfast,

what does he have left?

Mr. Hastings?

G-A-S, gas.

Go to the corner!

Mr. Richardson?

May I g-g-g-g...

"Go-go-go-go-go-go."

"Go-go-go-go-go-go."

Hey.

H-how was lunch with Sunita?

You okay?

What?

What is it?

I lost my fucking phone, okay?

I'm in a pissy mood.

Fuck. Fuck.

What did Miss Sara, high and mighty, want?

The usual... money.

Always complaining.

She lucky she have you.

Good job, making mad service charge.

She have it hard with she mom.

You got any whities sign up

for excursions tomorrow, Desmond?

A few.

You need to be selling harder.

Tell the goat stories, long-haired witch.

Don't be telling me my business.

My tours be the most popular at Indigo Bay.

In he dreams, boy.

Pretty soon I start my own boat tour,

and before you know it,

I'll be rolling in bread and pum-pum.

Okay. Des, Des.

Review the anatomy books.

Pum-pum is not to be rolled in.

Someday when I'm making mad cheddar in New York,

I'll have a penthouse in a building so high,

I will see the ocean right from my window.

Stupid, you can't see the ocean from Brooklyn.

- Ah, what you know about it? - Well, I know!

Why freeze your rod off in New York

when you can live here where the weather fine

and you can hang with we at Little Beach on your day off?

Nah, I got plans, boys. I got big plans.

You full of shit.

Ten years from now,

you're still living with your fat sisters.

You mark my words.

Man, I'll swim off this island, come to that.

- Goges will come with me. - But Goges shit at swimming.

But he buoyant. He'll float.

Not going nowhere without you, big man.

Now quit this.

Hey, guys!

¡Hola!

Just so you know, the bathroom is filthy.

Oh, my deepest apologies, sir.

I call housekeeping straightaway.

Yes. Buenas noches.

♪ The tide is high, but I'm holding on ♪

♪ I'm gonna be your number one ♪

♪ I'm not the kind of guy ♪

♪ Who gives up just like that ♪

♪ Oh, no, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ It's not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad ♪

♪ But it's the way you do the things you do to me ♪

♪ I'm not the kind of guy ♪

♪ Who gives up just like that ♪

I'm gonna go check on her. Yeah, I'm gonna go check.

♪ The tide is high... ♪

Dance with me.

♪ I'm gonna be your number one ♪

♪ Number one ♪

♪ The tide is high, but... ♪

I'll be right back.

♪ I'm gonna be your number one ♪

♪ Who gives up just like that ♪

♪ Oh, no, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Every man wants you to be his girl ♪

♪ But I'll wait, my dear, till it's my turn ♪

♪ I'm not the kind of man ♪

♪ Who gives up just like that ♪

Must be nice to be them Thomases, eh?

Rich folk from the land West Chester.

Not all whities be assholes, Edwin.

They be nice.

They tip nice, too.

Nice be some real fuckery.

At least they come with they daughters.

Oh, we're doing the wave?

I love the wave.

I'm going for a run. I need to clear my head.

Excuse me.

Sir?

Chill the fuck out, man.

Tonight was fun, huh?

Yeah, I liked the dancing.

I did, too.

I wish you'd hung out with some of the other kids, though.

I didn't want to.

I know.

But making friends is important.

I don't know how, not like you do.

I'm shy, too, sometimes.

It's just about confidence,

about faking it till you make it.

You'll be just as brave as me one day, I promise.

You think?

Braver.

Now hop in that bed.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Good girl.

Go to sleep, okay? I'll be back in an hour.

Where are you going?

Out. You'll be fine.

Please don't go, Alison.

I'm scared.

Of what?

Of the long-haired woman with the hooves for feet.

There's nothing to be scared of.

Mom and Dad are right next door.

Just don't tell them I left, okay?

Good night.

Love you.

Hey, Gogo.

His name Clive.

Gogo, man, me speaking with you.

We having a cricket match. We against they.

What you waiting for? Get up, man. We need you.

Edwin. I'm Edwin.

Let's go.

Eh...

Bleh.

And he say, "Edwin, my brother."

And I'm thinking, "I'm not your brother."

But I don't respond.

"Edwin, my brother,

where can a dude score some good stuff around here?"

I tell him, "I have herb. I can get that."

But he like, "I'm talking a little stronger."

- What he want... cocaine? - You're right.

He want the white snow powder,

and he gonna pay prime dollar for it, too.

Where you be getting cocaine from, hmm?

Not One-Eye Mike.

That's for me to know and for you to find out.

Well, well, what are you two naughty gentlemen

up to?

Who? Us?

Nothing. We innocent.

Sure you are.

Oh, Edwin, when you gonna learn to stay away?

I'm just playing, man.

Stop with that grin.

I said stop.

You know, always I get a reaction,

and that's why I love you.

- Shut up. - That's why I love you.

Cunt.

Tyler.

Hi.

- What's up? - Hey.

Whoa. What are you doing?

Nothing. Just chillin'.

Josh...

I'm sorry.

I had a fight with Sunita.

I lost my phone, and I was in a shitty mood.

And I shouldn't have taken it out on you.

Okay.

Oh, this was with your posters and stuff.

I wasn't sure where you wanted it.

No, it's perfect right there.

Josh, I know I have issues...

But I am working on them.

You deserve the greatest girlfriend in the world.

Em, I have that.

Okay?

No!

What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?

Hello?

Oh, hi. Um, is this the cab driver?

This is my phone.

Yes. It was on the floor.

Great.

Um...

would it be possible to meet up so I could get my phone back?

Would you mind coming to Flatbush tomorrow?

Okay, cool.

There's a restaurant, Little Sugar...

10:00 a.m., see you there.

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