All language subtitles for The.ousekeeper.203.TUBI.WEB-DL.AAC.2.0.H.264-PiRaTeS

- Hi, I'm Sandra, the new housekeeper.

- So you're the new maid the agency sent.

Mm, a little young.

Well, whatever, you'll do.

Come in and I will show you around the house.

- Wow.

- Our house is fabulous.

It's 15,000 square feet, 26 rooms,

nine bathrooms, six-car garage.

And this is very special. (eerie music)

It's been in my husband's family for generations.

So I need you to make sure that you polish

all of this daily, okay?

Ah, here, come here.

My husband and I,

we have some very pressing weeks ahead of us.

We've been planning a party for months now,

and we need you to make sure

that this house is show ready at all times.

This hallway leads to the other side of the house,

which I hardly ever go down. (laughs)

Here's our beautiful kitchen.

Ah, these are the servant stairs.

We usually love to have drinks in the grand room,

so please make sure there's always plenty of fresh ice.

Here, come upstairs.

So that's the garage.

My husband actually just got me a brand new Rolls.

Ah, dinner's at six. Preston, my husband, he's a vegetarian.

Well, he thinks he is. There's steaks in the fridge.

This door leads to the attic where my husband

keeps all of his memories.

My husband's a very private and powerful man

and with that comes certain complications.

Ah, and speaking of which, there he is now.

Hi, baby. - Hi.

- I want you to meet our new housekeeper. This is Sandra.

Sandra, this is my husband, Preston Ash.

- Hello, Sandra.

- And this is William, our family attorney and friend.

In that order. - Hmm, quite.

- More that things change around here,

more they just seem to stay the same.

- William, you know, I despise change.

Ah, gentlemen, I actually have a fabulous red,

if you wanna join me.

Ah, Sandra.

- Oh, let her get settled in, Kit.

I know my way around a bottle.

- Okay. I'll join you for a drink then.

(door opens)

(bag unzips)

(soft dramatic music)

(Sandra kissing)

(soft dramatic music continues)

- Expecting something? - Yeah,

I'm expecting something.

An invitation to Dorothy's wedding.

- Hmm. I thought you hated her.

- I don't hate her, I actually despise her, (laughs)

but I'm still expecting an invitation to her wedding.

- Oh. (dish clacks)

- Thank you.

- Can I get some ketchup? - No, don't get him ketchup.

You're not having ketchup with that steak.

- I'd like some ketchup. - No, you're not.

- Oh, I see who she's listening to.

- Hmm.

(utensils clicking)

(door opens and creaks)

(switch clicks)

- Hmm.

(eerie music)

(lock clattering)

(Sandra humming)

(switch clicks)

(door creaks and closes)

(phone ringing) - Oh.

William.

William.

Well, I thought we had friends at that station.

Dammit, William.

(group chattering) (soft dramatic music)

- No, I didn't. - Okay, yeah.

- Then you'll be on? - Yeah, go.

- Okay, I'm standing outside the home

of Kit and Preston Ash,

as new questions surface regarding the disappearance

of their former housekeeper, Deborah Jones.

Deborah Jones, age 27,

was first reported missing by her boyfriend.

Her whereabouts are still unknown.

- Okay, cut. Okay.

- I thought this was already dealt with.

- It's in motion. - William,

I pay you to fix things, not put them in motion.

- Didn't they bring the ex-boyfriend in for questioning?

Didn't, give me the phone.

William, you need to call Sheila Davis.

- [William] You got it, we will sue her

and the station for these accusations.

- (scoffs) No, tell her that she's coming to our home

and we will give her an exclusive interview.

(suspenseful music)

(footsteps approaching)

(soft dramatic music)

(Sandra sniffing)

(wine sloshing)

(loud banging) (plate shattering)

(eerie music) (distorted shrieking)

(shards clinking)

(bag crinkling)

(faucet running)

(eerie music)

- Kit.

Kit. Oh, I'm sorry.

Thought I, ah...

(ice cubes clinking)

Um, were you praying?

- I was.

- What do you pray for or to?

- I'm praying for myself, but I pray to God.

- Mm.

Well, we don't do much praying in this house.

No big surprise there.

- Well, every day's a surprise.

"If you put your trust in God, everything will work out."

As mother would say.

Sounds better in Spanish.

Well, if you don't need anything else, I'll go to bed.

Good night, Mr. Ash.

- Oh, Sandra.

- Yes.

- You should put that away.

I don't think Kit would approve.

- Yes, Mr. Ash.

(dress rustling)

(footsteps receding)

(suspenseful music)

(Preston sniffing)

(glass taps)

(soft dramatic music)

- [William] No one told me you were getting a new maid.

- The city contracts.

You gotta get things moving

before the city's new budget is voted.

- Oh, I'd anticipate some resistance there.

- Well, we'll just invite the mayor to the party.

- Oh, so the party for The Foundation

is now a fundraiser?

(drawer opening)

So that's why you rushed the announcement of The Foundation.

You're running outta money.

You know I can walk at any time.

- Well it's gonna be pretty tough

practicing law without a license.

Now, do you wanna make that call or should I?

- Oh, you wanna dig up past mistakes?

I'm the only one being cautious here.

- Hey, hey. Keep your voice down.

Now you're gonna make a lot of money off of this.

Let's get a drink.

(tense music)

- Hey, have a seat.

It's most unusual for Preston and Kit

to bring someone on without my knowledge.

- Am I being fired? - No, no.

It's just a formality. I'm sure you're more than qualified.

The agency vetted you.

So what do you know about Preston and Kit?

- Not much, just what I've seen on the television.

Not that I'm watching.

- Well, are you concerned about the housekeeper

that's gone missing?

I'm sure you saw that on TV.

- Ah, well...

- Because there's nothing to be concerned about. Okay?

- Okay.

- So if anyone calls like a reporter, just say nothing.

Look, my job is to not only protect the estate,

but also to protect you, understand?

Good.

(vacuum whirring)

(eerie music, thumping)

(distorted voices whispering)

(whoosh)

(music and noises fade out)

(vacuum whirring)

- What time will the reporters be arriving, William?

- Looks like they've already arrived.

- Hmm.

(soft dramatic music)

- Preston, look, you have to come across

as a genuine person, real, sincere, caring, all that.

- Everything I've done has always been dependent

on what I say and how I say it.

That's how we're judged.

- Look, Sheila Davis is gonna come in hard

to try and implicate you.

And she's gonna ask you some questions, leading questions,

ones that she already knows the answer to.

- Well, I had debate in high school, William.

(tense music)

- In five, four.

- This is a, a tragic and a very painful topic for me.

- For us. - For us,

for the community, Sheila.

- Of course.

- Deborah Jones was a loyal employee and we miss her.

But we have moved on.

- But the community hasn't moved on.

And although she had no family-

- Sheila, she was, oh, she was definitely,

she was a big part of our family.

- Her boyfriend first reported her missing.

- I, I think it's a little too soon

to perhaps blame the boyfriend.

- Deborah was a very private person.

- She was. - And we respected that.

- And my husband and I, you know,

we wanna use our success and of course,

my husband's name to help the community

get through this very, very dark time.

- Are you talking about a run for governor?

Preston, your name continues to make the rumor mill.

- Well, of course my husband would be a fabulous governor,

but I do think he is a little sensitive to be in politics.

- Well, my father was the politician, so no,

but we are announcing a nonprofit partnership

with city and religious leaders within the community.

- And, and we're hoping by funding community centers,

after school programs, low cost loans,

it'll help revitalize the city.

And we're calling this endeavor,

- The Foundation. - The Foundation.

- The Foundation. (chuckles)

Well, to me, this has come as somewhat of a surprise.

- Well, every day is a surprise, really, isn't it?

So you just put your trust in God

and hope that everything works out.

- Preston and Kit Ash,

thank you so much for being pillars in our community.

- Thank you.

(traffic whirring) (soft dramatic music)

- When our government fails us,

we must turn inward for salvation and support.

I'm Preston Ash and as many of you know,

my father helped build this town.

To see it now, would break his heart.

- And that is why we here at The Foundation

wanna do our part and return this community

back to its legacy.

- But we can only do so much, so please contact

your mayor and representatives and find out

what they are doing to help our community.

(soft dramatic music)

- [Announcer] Paid for by The Foundation,

a nonprofit organization.

All rights reserved.

- The TV ads are paying off,

which is very good for our image.

- Vanity.

- What'd you say?

- Do you love me? (soft dramatic music)

- I'm here, aren't I?

- Kit, do you love me?

- Where's this coming from?

- Well, I feel like we're working really well together.

We're connecting again, and it feels like...

- Like before?

Do you think the weather is gonna affect the party?

- I think it's gonna stop snowing.

- Well, we should be fine then.

(tense music)

(door creaking)

(spray bottle clacking)

(knife slicing)

(faucet running)

(liquid pouring)

(lemon squeezing)

(bottle spraying)

(cloth squeaking)

- [Ghost] Sandra.

(eerie music)

(distorted voices)

(clattering)

(eerie music continues)

(distorted voices)

(eerie music continues)

- My old man. (Sandra gasps)

- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

The old man at home in England.

- England? - Mm-hmm.

- So you're the son of an immigrant?

- Ah, technically, but it's England, so.

- Ah, may I make some breakfast?

- Oh, I have a shake in the fridge.

Thank you. (clears throat)

- Mr. Ash.

You have something...

Ah. - Oh.

- No, may I?

- Oh. Cut myself.

Okay.

(insects chittering) (wind whistling)

(footsteps approaching)

(Preston sniffing)

(Preston clears throat)

(picture whooshing)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(knock on door)

- Just a second.

- I just wanted to let you know not to worry about dinner

because Preston's away working, okay?

Are you okay?

- Yes, Mrs. Ash.

- Okay.

(suspenseful music continues)

(snow pattering)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(intense music)

- Oh, hello again.

- What are you doing? - Just, ah,

I wanted to know what kind of tree that was

'cause it's pretty.

- White ash. I planted it.

- You planted this?

Ah, because these hands don't look like

they've ever seen an honest day's work.

- Honest?

- In Spanish, we say honest.

In English, you'd say hard.

(eerie music)

Um, can Mrs. Ash get mad?

- Oh yeah, she has a temper.

- Ah, I need a favor.

I broke one of her plates.

(suspenseful music)

(footsteps approaching)

(distorted voices)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Sandra gasping)

- What are you doing here?

The laundry room is downstairs.

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Ash.

I'll go there now. - Thank you.

- Yes.

(suspenseful music continues)

(footsteps receding)

(clock ticking)

- You hungry?

I could eat.

(Preston sighing)

(lock clicking)

(eerie music)

(tray scraping)

(latch closing)

(lock clattering)

(switch clicks)

(dumbwaiter whirring)

(door closes)

(suspenseful music)

(lock clattering)

(latch thumping)

(switch clicking)

(Preston slurps and swallows)

- How you doing, Bubba?

(Preston exhales)

(glass taps)

Hmm, let's see

where we were.

Ah.

"I keep telling her that I'm not married

and do not explain to her why.

I forget she knows nothing of the character

of that woman or of the circumstances

attending my infernal union with her.

Oh, I am certain Jane will agree with me in that opinion

when she knows all that I know."

Sandra.

Shouldn't you be sleeping?

Is there something that you need?

- I heard someone.

- Well that was just me reading.

Come in.

- Did you kill all these?

- I did.

- Why?

- It keeps me feeling connected to their spirits.

And it serves as a sad reminder

of the transitory nature of life.

(Preston exhales)

You should go to bed

before we wake, ah, you know.

And Sandra,

I'm glad you're here. (soft dramatic music)

You make the house feel bright again.

(footsteps receding)

"Just put your hand in mine, Jane,

that I may have the evidence of touch

as well as sight to prove that you are near me.

And I will in a few words show you

the real state of the case."

(eerie music)

(distorted voices)

(leaves rustling)

(blankets rustling)

(Sandra exhaling)

(engine starting)

(Sandra sighing)

(engine revving)

(suspenseful string music)

(drawers opening)

(suspenseful music fades)

(mail fluttering)

(soft dramatic music)

(key jangling)

(key jangling)

(suspenseful music)

(key jangling)

(door creaking)

(switch clicking)

(key scraping)

(lock clicking)

(button clicking)

(dumbwaiter whirring)

(door opens)

- Sandra.

Sandra.

(Sandra breathes uneasily) (button clicking)

Sandra?

(button clicking)

(dumbwaiter whirring)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Sandra panting)

(lock clattering)

(lock clicking)

(switch clicking)

(spoon clinking)

(keys jangling)

- Hi.

- You gonna eat that for dinner?

- I was thinking about it.

- Well I got takeout. Would you like to join me?

(Sandra laughing) And we're sitting there

and we're trying to feed him

and he throws it across the room.

And he said, he says, "I don't eat no brown rice.

(Sandra laughing) I only eat white rice."

That's how he said it. Really happened.

- You're funny, Mr. Ash. (laughs)

- Hmm.

(Preston sighs)

So, ah, what's, what's your story?

- My story? - Mm-hmm.

Do you have a family?

- Well, my mom died when I was very young.

- Hmm. I'm sorry.

What happened to her?

- She drowned.

- That's a rough start.

You miss her?

- Yeah, but I talk to her all the time.

- What do you mean? - I keep her photo

and I talk to her.

I tell her about you, Mrs. Ash, William, the house.

Don't you talk to your father?

- No.

- You should. You'd feel better.

Come with me.

- Where?

- Come with me.

Please.

- I have a bad feeling about this.

(Preston exhales)

(Preston clears throat)

- Introduce me.

- What? - Come on.

Introduce me.

(Preston sighs)

Ah, this is Sandra,

our housekeeper.

(chuckles) I'm terrible at this.

I feel ridiculous.

- Try something else.

Try to think about a memory.

A time you shared together.

- A memory.

Hey dad,

it's me, Preston, your son.

(soft dramatic music) Ah...

(chuckles) Remember that time

when I was riding in the truck

and then you were driving

and I fell out and hit my head

and then you kept going?

And I still got that scar.

Just in case you were wondering.

- Keep going.

- I know that you didn't think

that I was smart enough for college,

but I could have been a lawyer or a doctor or, um,

oh, you remember that time

when I wanted to be in the school play

and then you said that I'd embarrassed myself?

I could have been great.

I'd be a professional actor now.

I'd be a famous actor now.

No doubt in my mind.

I had dreams.

I had aspirations.

And you didn't believe in me.

But I did it.

Yeah, I did it. I'm on TV now.

When I walk down the street,

people smile and they wave and they say,

"Hey, you're doing great things.

You're important."

So, you know,

I thought I'd just say hi

and tell you that I'm not the loser that you thought I'd be.

And anyway, you're dead and I'm not.

(eerie music)

(Preston chuckling)

Oh, that felt, that felt pretty good.

Thank you, Sandra,

You want some scotch?

- No. Thank you.

- More for me.

(scotch pouring)

- Excuse me.

(eerie music continues)

(bottle spraying)

(cloth scraping)

(suspenseful music)

(intense music)

- Sandra. (Sandra breathes uneasily)

Sandra.

Sandra?

(footsteps approaching) - Yes, Mrs. Ash?

- Is this today's mail? - Yes, Mrs. Ash.

- Did you see an invitation in there?

- No, Mrs. Ash. - No invitation?

- No. - Okay.

Um, I want you to be aware that the committee planners

will be in and out all week long

prepping for this weekend's fundraiser.

So you understand, right?

- Yes. - Okay, good.

I want this house absolutely spotless.

And not one thing out of place.

- Yes.

- And that's exactly what I'm talking about.

Didn't I tell you never to wear that?

- Yes, Mrs. Ash.

- And I'm not gonna tell you again.

(paper crinkling)

(eerie music) (wind whistling)

- (exhales) I have a present for you.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Preston breathes uneasily)

(intense music)

- You're young, but you're not that young.

And you're pretty, but you're not that pretty.

Eventually, both of those things fade away.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Sandra breathes uneasily)

(pillow thuds)

(hand patting)

(eerie music)

(soft dramatic music)

(hanger scraping)

(shoes tapping)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(eerie music)

(creepy breathing)

(door creaking)

(soft dramatic music)

- Hi, Preston. How do I look?

Do you like it?

(body rustling)

(intense music)

(doorbell ringing)

What are you doing here?

- Dropping off some compliments.

Do you always clean in that dress?

- Would you just like wait in the kitchen?

- Yeah, sure.

(Sandra sighing)

(footsteps approaching)

What happened to the dress?

- Please don't say anything.

- Well, what's wrong?

- I don't know.

Kit makes me feel like I'm nothing,

an insignificant nothing, and it just feels like

- You know, people can make you feel bad

and people can say things about you your whole life.

I didn't go to a fancy college

and I barely graduated from law school.

But I remained true, I pushed myself.

And Kit and Preston, they saw something in me too,

which reminds me.

(paper crinkling) (soft piano music)

(Sandra chuckling)

- Thank you. You've been such a big help.

(Sandra chuckles)

- I should go. See you tonight.

(Sandra chuckling)

(paper crinkling)

(soft dramatic music)

- Sandra.

Ah. - Yes, Mrs. Ash?

Oh, I have your invitation.

- Oh, finally.

So glad it finally arrived.

(envelope tearing)

Uh. (scoffing)

Atlanta in June?

Oh, that's not gonna happen.

My gosh. Forget it.

How are you feeling about the party?

You know what? I have something very special for you.

Come upstairs.

Okay, let's do some blush.

This fundraiser that my husband and I

are having is gonna be so big.

There's so many important people coming.

- Mrs. Ash.

- Yeah?

- Ah, I know this isn't the right time,

but I have heard strange sounds around the house.

- Oh, Sandra, this house is so old.

I mean, huh, it's got a long history.

One day, I'll tell you. - I don't know,

it, it's like a thumping, I guess.

Or sometimes scratching.

- Mm, I've never heard that sound.

- It's not just a sound though,

it's just like, it feels like-

- Ghosts? (suspenseful music)

Oh, it's probably just, you know,

the floor creaking or old pipes or something.

That happens with old houses.

All right, there we go, I, this is a good practice run.

Let's take a look.

What do you think of the dress?

- I like the pockets. (chuckles)

- I, I do too.

(eerie music)

(footsteps approaching)

(necklace jangling)

(Sandra breathes uneasily)

(eerie music continues)

(Sandra whispering)

(Sandra blowing)

(Sandra whispering)

(Sandra whispering)

- P.L.A, December 14th, 2014.

Mariposas.

(phone ringing) (intense music)

Ash residence. This is Sandra.

(dial tone humming) Hello?

Hello?

(suspenseful music)

(receiver clacking)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Sandra. What the hell is that smell?

(faucet running)

(towel flapping)

(eerie music)

(Sandra sighing)

(duster scratching)

(intense music) (Sandra gasping)

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

- Sorry, Mr. Ash, I...(sighing)

- Hey. Hey. Have a seat.

What's on your mind?

(clock ticking)

This is a big house. It can feel isolating at times.

(eerie music)

As an only child, it could be really great

if you didn't wanna be found.

But, um, when I got older,

I thought it'd be great to fill it with children.

Bring some life back into the place

'cause that's what it's missing, life.

But then I found out that I couldn't have children.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- Yeah, me too.

See, I have this, ah, medical condition.

Turns out I was born without a lick of patience.

- Ha-ha. That's a good dad joke.

(Preston laughing)

- (slurping) Mm.

- Better take it easy, Mr. Ash.

Drinking like that, you could kill yourself.

- Or die trying.

Hey, you know, Kit went into town for the day.

(liquor pouring)

Wanna watch a movie?

- I mustn't forget my place.

- Your place is what you make it.

Eventually we all have to face our demons.

(soft dramatic music)

Mm.

(bottle spraying)

(cloth squeaking)

(creepy breathing)

(eerie music)

- Wow.

(pages fluttering)

"December 14th.

Preston Junior Jones."

(book closing)

(suspenseful music)

(keypad beeping)

(door opens and creaks)

(door closes)

(suspenseful music continues)

(intense music)

- Were you praying? - I was.

(distorted shrieking)

I've heard strange sounds around the house.

- Ghosts? (echoes)

- My old man.

I had dreams.

And anyway, you're dead and I'm not.

(eerie music)

You're gonna have to face your demons.

(Sandra gasping) (Preston screaming)

(Preston screaming)

- He's okay. He's okay.

Sandra, everything's okay.

Listen, baby, come on. (Preston sobbing)

- No! - It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

(Preston whimpering)

(sponge scratching)

(eerie music)

(Sandra sighing)

(rug flapping)

(footsteps receding)

(knife slicing)

(faucet running)

(liquid pouring)

(lemon squeezing)

(eerie music continues)

(knife scraping)

(knife scraping)

(static white noise) (bright classical music)

(static white noise) (dramatic music)

- Rain and snow. - Los Angeles.

♪ Said you ain't no friend

(singing in Spanish) (upbeat music)

(Sandra singing in Spanish)

(switch clicks)

- What the hell do you think you're doing?

- I, I'm, I'm sorry, Mrs. Ash.

It was an accident.

- An accident?

You're a liar. - I'm, I'm sorry.

- Get back to work.

Go.

(soft dramatic music)

(switch clicking)

(soft jazz music)

♪ Ah

♪ Ah

(switch clicks)

(soft dramatic music)

(broom scraping)

(door opens)

- Hey, what's wrong?

- I don't know.

I just don't think I belong here.

Maybe I should go.

- Hey, it's just a job.

Then again, maybe you should go.

Have you thought about school?

- Are you trying to get rid of me?

- No, I mean, maybe you don't wanna

just be a maid your whole life.

- I'm not just a maid.

- That's not what I meant.

(thunder rumbling)

- Dark clouds.

I hope they pass.

(thunder rumbling) (eerie music)

(creepy breathing)

(distorted snarling)

- This door leads to the attic

where my husband keeps all his memories.

(eerie music continues)

(lock clattering) Ghosts?

(eerie music continues)

Mariposas.

"P.L.A, December 14th.

December 14th."

"December 14th. Preston Junior Jones."

(keypad beeping) (door opens and creaks)

(door closes) (Sandra exhales)

- [Kit] Ghosts?

(intense music)

(distorted voices)

(Sandra gasping)

(creepy breathing)

(keyboard clattering)

(dumbwaiter whirring)

(eerie music)

(cup taps)

(button clicking)

(dumbwaiter whirring)

(keypad beeping)

(door opens and creaks)

(door closes)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Sandra exhaling)

(Sandra exhaling)

(keypad beeping)

(keypad beeping)

(keypad beeping)

(keypad beeping)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(keypad beeping)

(Sandra sighing)

- Your city taxes are supposed to pay for local projects,

but where do they really go?

We here at The Foundation believe your tax dollars

should go to you, the community.

And that's why we have partnered with the city

to stop wasteful spending.

- Call your mayor and ask him

to stop flushing money down the drain.

(toilet flushing) (bright music)

- [Announcer] Paid for by The Foundation.

A nonprofit organization. All rights reserved.

(soft dramatic music)

(ice clinking)

(scotch pouring) - How does your wife look?

- Absolutely ravishing.

- I wore it for you.

And depending on how tonight goes...

Oh, my husband looks so handsome.

- Really?

So you've got the donors?

- And you?

- Take care of the mayor.

- And then we can put all this behind us, baby.

- Really?

- I promise.

(tense music)

(Preston sighing)

(Sandra sighing)

(lid closes)

(suspenseful music)

(guests chattering) (bright classical music)

(scotch pouring)

(guests laughing and chattering)

- Are you denying free will and consciousness?

Because Einstein once said that if the moon

were given a conscience, he'd be convinced

that he could travel around the world on his own accord.

- It's cognitive dissonance.

- What was that? - Oh, I said

that's interesting, Mayor Clark.

- Thank you. - Hmm.

Can I get another one?

(guests chattering)

- We actually have really big plans

for the symphony this summer.

We're just waiting for the right contractor

to knock on our door. - Henry,

imagine how shifting the national interest

will impact your agricultural products.

Instead of talking about increased salaries

for your workers, now we're talking about

increased demand for your products.

- Interesting. - We'd like to donate,

but with all this talk of missing maids,

has us hesitating. - Oh, please.

- Interesting ain't gonna cut it.

Can we count on you for your donation?

- I, I'm, I'm just not convinced.

- What about the China man that mysteriously died

at your husband's construction site last year?

- Construction is dangerous,

but not as dangerous as working for you, Kit.

(guests chattering)

- It's a party. You're supposed to have fun.

I'm sure Kit wouldn't mind.

- What does Mrs. Ash do for work?

- What? - Yeah, what does she do?

- She takes care of the estate.

- If she takes care of the estate, then what do you do?

'Cause you once told me that was your responsibility.

You asked me if I was happy just being a maid,

to be a mother is what I want in life.

You don't see the potential in yourself

because there isn't any.

You're the one being used.

You're the help, not me.

And just so you know, I've always believed in myself.

(tense music)

- All Kidding aside, girlfriend, you can count on me.

- Thank you. The Foundation will really appreciate it.

You know, speaking of missing maids, where is Sandra?

(suspenseful music)

(Sandra breathes uneasily)

(keypad beeping)

(door opens)

(Sandra sighing) - Well that's what I thought.

(phone vibrating)

- You got somewhere else you need to be, Preston?

- It's a secret.

(suspenseful music continues)

- You know, I can't seem to find that new maid of yours.

Has she gone missing too?

- Well, what do you want with her?

- I just wanted to introduce myself.

- Yeah. - Oh, but hey,

don't let me interrupt whatever you're doing.

(customers chattering)

- Thank you.

(keypad beeping)

(door closing)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Just about our entire workforce out there

picking tobacco, Spanish speakers.

- Would it put your mind at ease to know that Preston

has a Spanish speaker working in his household?

And Henry, with your donation,

you can rest assured The Foundation

will be very influential in policy-making.

- That's what I like to hear.

- Well, all right.

(suspenseful music)

- Sandra.

Sandra.

Oh, there you are.

Oh, you don't look very good.

What's wrong?

- Ah, I'm just nervous.

- That is so cute. You are just a little fish outta water.

You're keeping our guests waiting though.

Come on. - Yes, Mrs. Ash.

(guests chattering)

- We were worried about you Preston.

Thought we'd have to send out a search party.

- Well, as long as they were packing brandy.

(guests laughing)

- Let me get you a drink, Mrs. Ash.

- Thank you.

- Well that was odd.

Lover's tiff?

- Was just doing my due diligence,

- Mm-hmm. - Which I wouldn't have had

to be doing had you not consulted me

before hiring a new housekeeper.

- And what's your assessment?

(tense music)

- She's smarter than you think.

- Well then get rid of her.

- You can't get rid of the new maid

when the old maid's still missing.

We have an image to protect.

- Exactly.

Now you know why I hired her.

(guests chattering)

- Glass of Chardonnay, please

To life.

(suspenseful music)

(guests chattering)

- This is our housekeeper, Sandra.

She is young, determined, bright, pretty.

And fate brought her here to my home, not free will.

And she will have to play out her part,

whatever that may be.

However, if there is such a thing as free will,

and we do have the ability to make those tough choices

that better all of our futures,

well then, I hope that everyone here

will join me in utilizing our free will

to reelect Mayor Clark.

(guests applauding)

I got your back.

(guests chattering)

(eerie music)

(footsteps approaching)

(Kit sighing)

(shoes thudding)

(tense music)

I do believe tonight was a success.

- Stop. - Why?

(Kit scoffs)

You humiliated me.

- But I did what you asked me to do.

- I'm not talking about that.

I'm talking about how you were with Sandra.

It's like, here we go again.

You cannot help yourself.

- So what? That was just a big lie?

- What's a big lie? - That I do the thing

that you asked me to do, this one final thing.

You promised that if I did the thing

that you would forgive me and then we'd be married again.

- We are married! - No, this is not a marriage!

- So what is it? - It's not,

you don't know what this is, I don't know

what this is, but it's not a marriage!

It's a lie.

And I believed every word of it.

(tense music continues)

- And there you go.

(Kit sighing)

(suspenseful music)

(distorted voice)

(creepy breathing)

(Kit exhaling)

(soft jazz music)

♪ Ah

♪ Ah

♪ Ah

- Uh, uh, uh. Mm-mm.

You can't touch. - Ah.

You're teasing.

- That's the point.

(Preston sighs) - Ah, don't touch.

- Come on, just a little.

(Preston sighs)

- What's wrong?

- I love having you here.

You make the house feel bright.

- Who does she think she is?

Oh, she has no idea.

(suspenseful music)

(Sandra panting)

Do you really think you could take my place?

(hand slapping) (Sandra groaning)

(both grunting)

(body rumbling)

(intense music)

(keypad beeping)

(door opens and creaks)

(suspenseful music)

(flashlight clicks)

- Hello?

(suspenseful music continues)

Hello?

(suspenseful music continues)

(distorted voice)

(creepy snarling)

(suspenseful music continues)

(child laughing)

(Sandra breathes uneasily)

Hey.

Don't be afraid.

I'm here to help you.

(suspenseful music continues)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Sandra gasping) - Sandra.

Don't be afraid.

I see you've met my son, Junior.

Are you trying to take him away from me?

Kit never wanted children,

but I thought I could change her mind

and then she'd respect me

and love me again.

But Deborah.

- Did you kill him? - No.

I saved him.

Junior got sick and I saved him.

He's all better now.

(suspenseful music continues)

Isn't he beautiful?

Isn't he?

(creepy chanting)

Kit will never let you leave.

- What?

(suspenseful music continues)

- Run.

Run!

(footsteps running)

(sword scraping)

- Sandra?

Sandra?

Sandra?

Would you be a doll and meet me in the foyer

so I can bash your face in?

(suspenseful music continues)

Come out, come out wherever you are.

Huh. (breathes uneasily)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Sandra breathes uneasily)

(Sandra breathes uneasily)

(intense music)

(Sandra breathes uneasily)

(sword whooshing)

(Sandra gasping)

You're gonna make a nice addition.

(bottle spraying) (Kit groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(Sandra gasping)

- (cries) We have to go.

(intense music)

(soft dramatic music)

(tense music)

(doorbell ringing)

- Hi, I'm Natalie, the new housekeeper.

- Hmm.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

- [Sandra] "Sheila, I'm not sure if I will make it,

but I need you to know the truth."

(dramatic music continues)

(dial pad beeping)

(phone ringing)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music continues)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

(dramatic music continues)

(dramatic music continues)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music continues)

(dramatic music)

(creepy br