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So Morgan, who is your pick?

Hottest female
serial killer ever.

That's a tough call.
- Mhm.

Kristen Gilbert
had that whole boring thing

going on that's kind of hot.

But Myra Hindley
had great style.

She did.

She really did.

My vote is for Josephine
"the clipper" Walker,

great bone structure,
into personal hygiene,

highly intelligent.

Sounds like me.

Highly intelligent.

Cool.

So I'm going to go out
on a limb, as they say,

and put my money on
countess Bathory,

even though it's really hard
to tell what she looks like.

Well, you've always
been into mystery.

And yet I dated you.

And it looks like our listeners

agree with me, once again.

The crown goes to "the
clipper" with "bad professor"

Lila Childs sliding
into a sultry second

and fashion week's Myra
Hindley taking the bronze.

Join us next week
as we put our $0.02

into the health care
debate with our episode

that takes on the nurse curse.

We'll talk about why
so many lady killers

had double lives as caretakers.

I'm Morgan.

I'm Jean.

And we are...

"women who kill."

In 300 feet,
take a left on rolling

correctional facility road.

Why didn't you
tell me I had Kale in my teeth?

I thought it was that tooth.

What tooth?

You know the one
that gets sort of gray.

- Oh my god.
- What?

Why do you care what
you look like anyway?

It's a prison.

Don't make me
feel bad about trying

- to look presentable.
- I'm not.

I just don't think Lila's going
to care what you look like.

Great.

Rub it in.

We both know she's going
to respond more to you.

What's that supposed to mean?

You've seen the victims' photos.

I mean, they all look like...

- Lesbians.
- Wait.

Are you saying I look like a...

No, just never mind.

Can I help you?

Morgan hall for Lila Childs.

Are you together?

We're exes.

She means are we here together.

Oh, yeah.

I'm sorry to tell you
about the Kale your teeth.

I didn't want to embarrass you.

No you didn't want
to embarrass you.

They're your teeth.

Your comfort trumps my
discomfort, as always.

Nobody even saw the
Kale in your teeth,

so you couldn't
have any discomfort.

I need to touch your bra, ma'am.

Did you already touch hers?

Mm.

I'm just saying
you should explore

your vulnerability
issues because usually

they're at my expense.

Maybe my vulnerability
issues stem out of the fact

that you're not comfortable
with me being vulnerable.

Well, you trick people
with your boyishness.

I can't help that I can
lift semi-heavy things.

- Oh, shit.

How do I look?
- You look beautiful.

How do I look?

You have something
in your teeth.

Pat her down on the way back.

Morgan.

No contact, please.

Can't tell a dyke from a
debutante these days, can you?

She's bisexual.

What?

You are.

But I don't say it out loud.

Do you mind if we record?

You can do anything you want.

You remind me of someone.

So we should get started.

For each episode, we
interview a female murderer

to get her side of things.

Who else have you interviewed?

We got a chance to speak
with Josephine Walker right

before she died.

Oh, she's the one
who clipped the ladies'

nails right before she...

Stabbed them in the heart.

She was good.

A little heavy on the
methodology, but I

respect her conviction.

We also had a...

A great chat, actually,
with Debbie Cain.

Oh, there's an overrated cunt.

She had a higher
victim count than you do.

Sweetheart, if I was
going for quantity over quality,

I would have taught
at community college.

Debbie is one of the most
notorious female serial killers

who ever lived.

I went to community college.

Debbie is an entitled
slut who stole a bunch of babies

and tossed them in the
trunk of her Volvo.

All you have to do nowadays
to go down in history

is rely on the mediocrity
of shock value.

You killed 12 of your students

and used their bodies as
fertilizer on the azaleas

in your greenhouse.

You don't call that shock value?

Oh, honey, no.

I call that love.

Please don't make
me go to a strip club.

You're already
making me wear a tux.

It's my bachelor party.

You're my best dyke.

When have you ever
known me to wear a suit?

Eh, then wear a dress.

Go the bachelorette party.

Talk about midwives and shit.

I don't want to wear a dress.

I just want to wear
something that's not a suit.

This one advertises
sports, steaks, and pussy.

Perfect.

Speaking of pussy, how's Jean?

One comment says, "slutty
bitches everywhere."

You think that's good or bad?

That's good.

Have you guys slept
together again?

Alex, please stop
bugging me about Jean, Ok?

We're not getting back together.

Can I say one thing?

No.

Enemy within,
dude, self-sabotage.

You undermine shit.

That's three things.

I'm just saying
Jean's good for you.

You are good for her.

Well, I want
something more than just

being good for someone.

Well, that's all there is.

Love isn't romance.

It's survival.

Survival's depressing.

Not if you're
dying, technically.

Mm-mm.

Technically, this isn't
your conversation.

Oh, shit.
- What?

I got to go.

I have to be early
for my co-op shift.

Seriously, I'm losing
out to a grocery store.

They have really great produce.

Come on.

What about my bachelor party?

I'll book the steak
and pussy club, Ok?

Bye.

Oh, it's you.

It's you.

I love your show.

When you grab her like that,

she thinks I'm not good enough.

Hey, Morgan, new member.

She was fine
when you were looking at her.

You don't know that.

You need to stop putting
words in my mouth.

Morgan, I need
you in orientation.

Samantha's supposedly in labor.

But I have a new member.

No, I'll take her.

I've never done an
orientation before.

Morgan, I really need you
to be with me on this one, Ok?

Great.

Oh, make sure they know that
the earth machine was finally

approved for the goddamned
urban farm, which nobody

goes into without a hard hat.

Hi.

You do a good job.

Thank you.

Here, take her back.

Just come here.

Good job, of course.

Each of you should sign up...

for your shift.

Each of you should sign up for
your shifts after this meeting

by filling out a form
from the red binder.

Remember, you are
required to volunteer

three hours every four
weeks to be a member.

If you miss one shift,

you are required to make up two.

This concludes our orientation.

I would like to officially
congratulate you

on being a new member of the
green hill food co-operative,

happy food, happy people.

Thanks.

I'd like to sign up for a shift.

Oh.

You're supposed to go
to an orientation first.

Well, you saw me
there, didn't you?

Yeah, but you're required to
stay through the whole thing.

Mm.

Morgan, right?

I'm Simone.

Do you mind if I take a look?

No one will know.

But...

Oh, there's a spot
left for right here.

It's your shift.

We can work together.

Don't let me get you in trouble.

Ok, just hurry.

Now, you know how to reach me.

All right, now, tell
us about the unicorn

that you bought a few
days before the murder.

Now, you had it
inscribed with a date

and the names of your children.

Was it a memorial?

No, it was a way of
me just saying, hey,

this is our new start on life.

A unicorn is a type of horse.

And a horse is wild and free.

In your diary, you
refer to "heart love."

What's that mean?

It's the only love
that really matters.

It isn't sexual.

It's deeper than that.

But in the letters, I
was over dramatizing.

You're always over dramatizing.

You have what's known as
a histrionic personality.

What?

You've never heard the results
of your psychological tests?

Deviant sociopath.

You know what that means?

Do you think maybe we
spend too much time together?

You think we spend
too much time together?

Oh, I mean, just maybe we can
try to do things separately.

That's probably smart, right?

Right?

Do you want to start now or...

No, tomorrow's better for me.

Me too.

I'll never get over
how beautiful this park is.

We're so lucky.

Uh-huh.

I hope the swans are here today.

Hey, I think we should
head home and start working.

No, let's...
Let's work outside.

I brought my computer.

You mean, sit on the grass?

Why not?

Just urine.

Well, how about over here?

You know, just for
a little while.

Fine.

All right, fine, you win.

What?

I saw that.

Jean, I haven't
done anything yet.

So you're going to deny you just

did that passive aggressive
thing with your notebook?

You mean, take out
my anger on my notebook

because I'm actually angry at
you wanting to work outside?

Great, you're mocking me.

Yes, that's exactly
what I'm doing.

How can you hate swans?

I don't hate Sw... would
you keep your voice down?

Do you know what people in park
slope would do to a swan hater?

So you do hate them?

I think they're a
little mean and angry.

That was one swan.

It gave me stitches.

Why do you always
take the swan's side?

Because they're animals
and animals are innocent,

unlike people, who
murder and rape.

You know what?

Animals murder and
rape all the time.

Did you hear that
cat rape last night?

It was like somebody was
beating a baby really softly.

That wasn't cat rape.

That was a stray in heat.

Well, I felt raped
just listening to it.

You always change the subject.

What were we talking about?

I don't remember.

Work.

Dog urine.

You slamming the notebook.

Swans.

Like I said, I don't hate them.

I'm just a little
frightened of them.

Looks like somebody took
a snake and shoved it

into the shoulders
in a big white duck.

I think we should just
work separately today.

I... i have more work to
do on dismemberment so...

Fine.

I'll work on smothering
and strangulation.

Fine.

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

Drink, drink, drink, drink,
drink, drink, drink, yeah.

Stella!

Morgan, Morgan, Morgan,
Morgan, Morgan, Morgan,

sit the fuck down.

Put the hand back out.

On three.

1, 2, 3, go.

Come on, Morgan.

Come on.

You got this.

You're an adult woman, Morgan.

What is wrong with you?

Mary, come on.

- What?
- Fuck you.

It's makes no sense.

- But he was right.
- Yeah, fuck you, man.

Ah, man, you know what?

Someone check this one for..

Yeah, check him.

You got my message.

Hey.

You came.

Hello.

If you looked just like me,
I'd tongue kiss you right now.

Who are you?

Simone.

Someone?

Simone, Al.

Ah, cool.

Hey, guess who I invited?

Yeah.

Woo.

Morgan's on a date.

Jean, this is...

Simone.

Jean's Morgan's ex.

So, like, don't fuck with Jean.

- I'm Kim.
- Shh.

Hi.

Alex.

Oh, I'm coming motherfuckers.

All right, Kim, you've
got your beer pong.

Did you know Kim holds
the beer pong crown?

Wow.
All time champ.

Probably has something
to do with the alcoholism.

All right.
Come on.

Grab shots.
How about a seltzer.

Alex, Alex, Alex.

Nah, seltzer's for pussies.

Sorry, Alex can be
kind of an asshole.

I'll try my best not
to fuck with you, Jean.

Ah, thank you.
I appreciate it.

So did you
guys meet online, or...

Oh god, no, no.

We met at the co-op.

No way.

You look a true park sloper.

I just moved here a
few months ago, actually.

Oh, where from?

All over.

I came back for my
mother's funeral

and just decided to stick
around, tie up some loose ends.

I'm sorry about your mom.

Yeah, that sucks.

Thanks.

We were estranged, so...

I had a game.
- Morgan...

Hm?

Would you come talk
to Alex because she

thinks that she's Batman again.

I can do one more shot.

I'm kind of...

I'll talk to her.

Thanks, Jean.

Sure.

It was nice meeting you, Simone.

Yeah, you too.

Just text me if you're
not going to come home.

Um, sorry about that.

It's Ok.

You... you want to take
a walk through the park?

Oh, right now?

Yeah.

I mean, we have to be careful.

There's probably rapists
or gays in the woods.

I'll take the rapists
if you take the gays.

Oh, come on.

You're not scared of
the dark, are you?

No.

Ok, I confess.

I'm scared of the dark.

It doesn't scare you?

Sometimes.

That doesn't mean
I don't like it.

Day is full of clarity.

Night is just a
bunch of nothingness.

It's suffocating.

Try breathing through it.

No, I'm not into that.

Breathing?

I'm not the deep kind.

I just like to take a
bunch of short ones.

Mhm.

So some save for later.

You're slowly killing
yourself, you know?

It makes me nervous
how relaxed you are.

I'm not always this way.

The city usually makes me
crazy after a few weeks.

Oh, so you've lived here before?

No, I just meant any city.

Ok, now I have
something to confess.

What?

I know you.

You do?

Yeah, your show.

I'm a fan.

Are you sure this is safe?

No.

You want a drink?

I'd love one.

I like your place.

Oh, thanks.

I'm still settling in.

What's in it?

Just memories.

I meant the drink.

I don't want to know
what's in the box.

Everybody wants to
know what's in the box.

I don't.

I thought
love was what I felt when

those girls were alive but it
was when I had my hands wrapped

around their necks.

You didn't text last night.

Fuck, I forgot.

I thought love was what I felt

when those girls were alive.

But it was when I had my hands
wrapped around their necks.

Love was when I had my hands
wrapped around their necks.

I had a dream that your
body turned up in that lake,

you know, where the
dogs like to play.

Except it wasn't your
head on the body.

It was Joaquin Phoenix.

He lives in park slope now.

Maybe that's it.

I always though you
kind of looked like him.

Seriously, I was about
to call the police.

I thought the
police gave you hives.

Well, that's why
I didn't call them.

What's her name again?

Simone.

Simone what?

Ellis, I think.

Oh, you don't know her last
name and you slept with her?

I didn't know your first
name, and I slept with you.

Yes, you did.

You just thought it
was pronounced "Zhon."

Jean, she's not yours to Google.

Come, Google with me.

I don't want to.

It's like the first step
in a serious relationship.

Seriously, stop.

Ooh.

Kay.

You like her.

Don't make fun of me.

You're just being sensitive.

No, I'm genuinely curious.

Well, I don't want
to share this, Ok?

I want something that's mine.

Ok.

Fine.

I won't take any
interest in your life.

Thank you.

Love was when I had my hands

wrapped around their necks.

Sorry.

My hand slipped.

Let's go, lips!

Let's go, lips!

Yeah, lips.

Flick those dirty beans
until they're clean.

Man, this team's
killing it this season.

Strike.

Eye on the ball, Jones.

Keep that energy up, ladies.

Let's go pitcher.

You got this.

You got this.

You got to get a
key so she'll break.

Stop fucking with your phone.

Ball.

You got this.

Play the first.

It's my crime
blotter app, actually.

Then actually stop fucking
with your crime blotter app

through your phone.

I haven't see you
in months, dude.

A girl can clock out a minute.

It hasn't been months.

I met Simone 49 days ago.

Out.
- Motherfucker.

Good job, pitcher.

Way to go.

49 days?

What is she, an infant?

Yeah, t.

Good hop there, t.

All right.

Out.

I mean, she's pretty and shit,
but that bitch has secrets.

You've never even had a
real conversation with her.

I don't have to.
I know her type.

And she's the type that's
gone in three months.

Why is everybody
so unhappy for me?

I didn't treat you like
this when you met Kim.

That's because when
I met Kim, I didn't

pretend you didn't exist.

Ball.

Sorry.

I just miss you.

I'm sorry too.

You got it.

I'll make more of an effort, Ok?

Maybe we can all
have dinner together.

Let's go, pitcher.

Yeah, I'll cook meat.

Well, if you could have
some vegetarian options.

- Yeah, lips.

Yeah.

Woo!

Pound that pussy, ladies.

Pound it.

I was really annoyed with
what she was just talking about.

Wow, you're beautiful.

Oh, thanks.

Do you know what
else is beautiful?

Um...

Compost.

Would you smile
if I were to tell

you that the earth machine can
compost pretty much anything?

Oh, there's a smile.

All right, but we have
to get serious, Ok?

- Ok.
- The future is dirt.

And you have to...

Wait.

Allison?

Allison, it's me.

Candice.

So you hit your head?

I was on the rooftop farm.

I slipped.

I"m going to
have you put those away.

Dispatcher: EMTs want

to know if we need a stretcher.

You're late.

You want a stretcher?

You're supposed
to be five minutes early.

Oh, I think your clock's fast.

My phone...

Or maybe your clock's just
wound a little too tight.

Copy.

- Morgan, phones.
- What?

I was supposed to show Simone...

I'll show her.

Our victim is on the move,
heading out to you now.

Receiving victim.

Copy.

Attention all members,

there's been another
accident in the urban farm.

Please be advised
that the area is

off-limits until further notice.

I repeat, the urban farm will
be closed until further notice.

This is where we
keep all the backup files.

Everyone who's been a member
since 1973 is in here.

Seems like a waste of paper.

Yeah, well, systems
go down, Simone.

And when our system
goes down and all

the information on
the computer is lost,

guess what's going to save us?

Grace's files.

Go to the orange tab
and take out a file.

Hold it.
Hold it, please.

And you cross-reference
it on the iPad.

If she's still a member, she
goes back into the drawer.

But if she's no longer a
member, she's inactive.

She goes into the shredder.

Got it?

Focus.

I need two volunteers
for the super-clean shift.

I've already fulfilled
my super-clean requirement.

Come on.

If I don't get two
volunteers in the next hour,

I got to do it myself.

And I already opened
and close that day.

Sorry, Darren, I can't deep
clean at 4:00 in the morning.

It's just that I trust
you, Morgan because you

don't break the rules.

For example, you wouldn't
have stolen anybody's

personal information, would you?

I was going to put it back.

It's all good.

I'll take care of that for you.

You just got to fill this out.

This is blackmail.

It's cool.

You can go back to key
foods if you want to.

I'm fine with that.

No, no, no, fine.

Give me the form.

Her too.

Simone?

Thank you, Morgan.

You did the right thing.

I'm such a coward.

What?

Why?

I signed us up for
a super-clean shift.

Darren pressured me.

And you volunteered me too?

Well, I had to.

You can't let
that place own you.

Well, what's the alternative?

Not to shop there.

No, that's not an alternative.

Simone.

I need to talk to
you, Simone Ellis.

Grace, we're done.

The co-op's closed.

No, that's fine.

Go ahead.

Call you later.

But I got us tickets to
"juice my cold-pressed body."

Yeah, I'll meet you there.

Sorry.

What happened?

Everything Ok?
- Yeah, why?

You seemed a little
out of it tonight.

Oh.

What was burning?

I think you should
move in with me.

Oh.

Coming?

You don't think it's too soon?

I don't think in those terms.

What terms?

Just terms.

It's just everything's
so good now.

I don't want to force anything.

Simone?

You know me, don't you?

I think so.

You do.

And I know you.

So don't complicate it with
all the things you don't know.

Ok, let's do it.

Really?

Yeah.

See you later.

I'm really happy.

Me too.

Morgan, Morgan.

Jean?

Did you follow us?

Are you Ok?

I'm fine.

Sorry, I haven't answered
your calls or texts.

I just...

No, I mean about grace.

What about grace?

Another accident?

Jesus, that fucking farm.

You saw her that day, right?

That was your shift.

Your memory is disturbing.

Well, we share calendars.

Oh, shit.

We should fix that.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

And you have to
promise me not to get mad.

I cannot promise you that.

Why?

Because you always make me mad.

Ok, fine.

Promise that you won't
storm out of the room.

Jean, just ask me the question.

Ok.

All right.

Did Simone and grace get along?

No one got along with grace.

I mean, did they argue?

What are you...

When your shift ended, did
you and Simone leave together?

Yes.

But she...

What?

She went back in
to talk to grace.

But she met me later that
night at the art gallery.

Simone Ellis isn't Simone Ellis.

She changed her name
when she was 18.

You made a binder.

Yeah, when I googled her
real name, Allison Walker.

Wait, Allison?

Yeah, why?

Morgan, Walker.

Here, listen.

March 13, 2015.

This is tape 2, Josephine "the
clipper" Walker interview.

Josephine, we started
talking about regret.

Do you regret anything?

Josephine: I regret what

this has done to the
people who've survived it.

The families of the victims?

Their families, my family.

You mean your daughter, ally?

She used to be ally.

I don't know what
happened to her.

When was
the last time you saw her?

She was 15 when I was arrested.

She never came to visit?

Why?

Why would she?

I just hope she's out
there somewhere listening

and that she knows her mother
loves her and always will,

no matter what.

Allison Walker's a common name.

Have you noticed
anything strange about her

besides her personality?

No, not really.

I mean, she's private.

She's not like you.

I'm private.

No, you're not.

You like to talk and
share and pick apart

things until they don't exist.

Simone doesn't need to do that.

I don't need to.

Yes, you do.

That's why we didn't work out.

We shared too much.

There's a lot of things
about me you don't know.

Oh, really?

Like what?

Like my dad once said
that he wished I'd never...

Been born.

I know that.

She's not a murderer.

I'm not saying she is.

I'm just saying I think
you should stay here

until we're sure she isn't.

I'm moving in with her.

Morgan, Jesus.
- What?

It's different this time.

Yeah, like maybe you're
falling for the daughter

of a serial killer, at best.

Oh, well, I'd rather
be with somebody

that scares me to
death than somebody

that bores me to death.

Oh, Ok.

Fine.

Go ahead.

Move in with her and
get married and have

a family that she can stab
in the middle of the night.

That's a really fucked up way
of saying you miss me, Jean.

It's not just that I miss you.

I am worried that your
life is in danger.

I'm not in danger, Ok?

I'm just in love.

Oh, my god.

You're such a girl.

You're such a man.

That's hurtful.

Dude, what's wrong
with you tonight.

You're cagey and shit.

These all Alex's?

Yeah.

I was awful at sports.

What were you good at?

School.

Mm.

I was never good at school.

What were you good at?

Murder.

What?

Shh.

Jean thinks that Simone could
be the daughter of a murdered.

Dude.

I know.

But don't you think Jean's
just being controlling.

I told you that
bitch had secrets.

She doesn't.

She's just mysterious.

You know, mystery is
a high-dollar secret, dude.

Mystery keeps
relationships alive.

Hm.

How would you know what
keeps relationships alive?

Do you want to
see Alex as a baby?

Uh...

She's adorable.

11 pounds.

The doctor said she split
her mother wide open.

Wow.

Alex thinks that's
why her mother

doesn't like her anymore.

This is her first softball team.

That's Brenda Bayhart.

Has she told you
about Brenda Bayhart?

Wine?
- Oh I don't...

I don't drink.

Brenda Bayhart called
Alex a cunt licker.

And so Alex knocked her
two front teeth out.

Mm.

And the teeth had
just come in, so, you know,

permanent damage.

Funny, I'd peg
Alex as a pushover.

Well, she is.

But she's knocked a
lot of teeth out too.

She's from Florida.

Mm.

Lot of serial killers there.

Mm.

You're into all that too, huh?

Jean isn't being controlling.

She's just looking out for you.

And you don't know
anything about that girl.

I know enough.

Why do I have to
know everything?

Can you name one thing
you think is wrong with her?

You mean besides the mom issue?

Yeah, like an imperfection.

Dude, anything.

I'm thinking.

I'll go first.

Kim has dandruff.
- Gross.

I do not need to know that.

Come on.

We're all disgusting people.

Kim's just the least
disgusting person I know.

Simone is not
disgusting at all, Ok?

What about when
she takes a dump?

Shh.
Let's just stop it.

Jesus.

Oh, this is Alex
taking her first...

Why did you quit drinking?

Um, it just got out of hand.

I'd like to see that.

No, you wouldn't.

Why?

Did you hurt someone
or something?

No.

No, I didn't.

You did.

I didn't hurt anyone.

I killed them.

What?

I'm teasing you.

I quit drinking because I got
tired of waking up in my vomit.

I think you and
Jean are being paranoid.

But if that pretty bitch
does anything to hurt you,

I'm more than happy to
unleash my inner Wuornos, Ok?

Ok.

But can you stop
calling her a bitch?

Who?

Simone, I did stand up for you.

I'm tired.

Simone.

Simone?

Simone?

You don't want to do
that in the bathroom?

This is where I do it.

But your clippings
are all over the bed.

Oh.

Oh.

You don't have to do that now.

No, you're right.

So disgusting.

Hey, you Ok?

What are you doing?

That smarts.

Simone, stop.

Simone, stop.

Stop it.

What am I doing wrong?

Morgan, Jesus.

Didn't you get my texts?

Yeah, I mean, I was...

The night that
grace was murdered,

Simone set off the fire alarm
because she was burning this.

It's what left of
a passport photo,

like from an old co-op file
before we used web cams.

So wait.

Now, you think
Simone killed grace.

I think that grace found
out that Simone was Allison.

And then Simone got rid of her.

And I think if she killed
one person, who's to say

she hasn't killed six more.

You think Simone
is "the clipper?"

I think it's possible.

But Josephine confessed.

They never found
a murder weapon.

Maybe Josephine's just
protecting her daughter.

Moms do that.

I mean, mine didn't, but...

Why are you suddenly so
convinced about all this?

Why are you suddenly not?

I thought she was
the love of your life.

She is.

I mean, I don't know.

I've been noticing
things about her lately.

Tonight I saw a
different side of her

and I've been feeling
sick ever since.

Was it a vulnerable side?

What do you mean?

You get sick to your
stomach when people are needy.

I also get sick to my stomach
when I fear for my life.

Morgan, Simone
didn't kill grace.

Jean.

I called Matt.

Crime blogger Matt?

There was a suicide note posted

to the childcare bulletin board.

Simone could have written that.

Grace had a history
of depression.

It wasn't the first
time she tried.

So you don't think
she's a murderer.

I don't know.

I mean, probably not.

Why would you put
me through this?

It wasn't on purpose.

It was just...

I was afraid.

Afraid of what?

Of losing...

Shit.

So, so... I'm so sorry.

I just... I had to flush.

What were you doing?

What is he doing in my bathroom?

Oh, hi.
I'm Jackson.

Morgan.

Oh.

Oh, that's...

Mhm.

Yeah.

Ok.

Hey, do you... do
you guys want tea?

I can make us tea.

I'll make us tea.

It's my tea kettle

no shit?

Well, you know, it's a
really nice tea kettle.

No, I just...

I mean it's mine.

Yeah, Jackson, that'd be great.

Tea would be... be nice.

Ok.

You know what?

This was a bad idea.
- Morgan.

I shouldn't have even come here.

- No, don't.
- Nice to meet you, Jackson.

Don't.

So no tea?

Oh.

Hi.

Hey.

Where did you go?

Just for a walk.

You didn't go to Jean's?

No.

Why?

Shit.

Let's go, ladies.

Round of shots.

I'm getting married.

Woo!

Alex, Alex,
Alex, Alex, Alex, Alex, Alex.

Woo!

Woo!

Oh, wow.

Oh, it's so much
softer than mine.

The good thing about
the flash Gordon series

is that if you wear
eyeglasses, they don't get

foggy during heavy breathing.

Oh, Alex doesn't
wear eye glasses,

but that's really good to know.

Oh, wow.

Thank you guys so much.

This is really sweet.

Oh, Simone has a gift.

Ooh.

Oh.

The email specifically
said nothing realistic.

I wasn't on the email.

If you had to bring
something penetrative,

it was supposed to
be a neon color.

I mean, realism implies
that lesbian sex

isn't real sex unless
there's a penis involved.

Sparkling cider on the patio?

Yay.

Let's bring the music.

They're all in aa, so they have

to make rules for everything.

Drink?

Great.

Ok.

There you go.

Wait, wait.

Put your head up.

Ok.

Here, take these.

No.

You going to be Ok?

Everything's about to change.

What do you mean?

Marriage and shit.

No, you guys have
something figured out.

You'll be fine.

I envy you.

Me?

Why?

You have choices.

Well, I wish I didn't have them.

Trash can.

- Trash can.
- Right here.

Here, here.

Phew.

False alarm.

You want me to stay?

Gross.

So how's it going with Morgan?

Good.

Really good.

Yeah?

How's it going with Jackson?

She tells you about Jackson?

Just that he seemed nice.

Mm.

Morgan hates nice.

She does?

Mhm.

And hair in the drain and
eggplant and communicating.

I don't think she
hates communicating.

Well, she calls it sharing.

Well, maybe she
just respects privacy.

I trust her.
It's not that.

What is it then?

I don't know
if I can trust myself.

Why not?

I've never been able to
make a relationship work.

For a while I keep trying,
one after the other, you know?

Oh, yeah.

And I just swore to myself
that I wouldn't do it again,

not until I was really ready.

Ready for what?

You know, to expose myself.

I shouldn't be talking
to you about all this.

I'm glad you are.

Really?

Yeah, sure.

I understand why
Morgan's having such

a hard time letting you go.

Oh.

Holy shit.

See you.

Jean.

Over here.

Jean.

Morgan.

What is... what?

Car, get in the car.

What is going on?

Get down.

Shh, shh.

Why are you wearing that?

Oh, it's just from the
bachelor... it does it matter.

Look, Simone is "the clipper."

Morgan, come on.

No, look.

What is this?

Open one.

Are those fingernails?

Jody, Louise, Kate,
Maggie, Theresa.

Colleen.

What is that for?

For just in case.

You know I'm very
against weapons.

It's not a weapon.

It's gear.

It's just the cats, I think.

Maybe keep the weapon.

Who are you calling?
- The police.

No.

No way.

Jean, that was four years ago.

There's no expiration
date on PTSD, Morgan.

You were really high
when you got arrested.

Are you saying I'm a liar?

I'm not...

I'm saying that maybe it
wasn't solitary confinement.

Maybe it was a holding
cell in a jail for an hour.

I feel hives.

Jean, come on.

We don't have any real proof.

Fingernails aren't illegal.

Fingernails from dead people.

Is my neck red?

Look at my neck.

Ok, the phone's going down.

The phone is going down.

The phone is down.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Simone and I are technically
still... you know?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I mean, Jackson
and I are still...

Oh, yeah, I know.

Yeah.

Ok.

Hello?

Who's there?

Simone?

It's Kim.

Is Alex there?

No, I dropped her off
at your place last night.

Well, she
wasn't home when I got there.

And she never came back.

Um, Kim, we have to
tell you something.

Ok.

Try to stay calm.

God, what?

Wait, don't tell me.

Ok, tell me.

We think...

She's having another
affair, isn't she?

Huh?

I knew it.

She was being so nice to me.

No, that's... that's not...

Wait.

Alex had an affair?

Of course.

Who doesn't have affairs?

But she's in love with you.

Don't be dumb, Morgan.

That's not all there is.

Do you think she's
having an affair now?

I don't know.

Because there's a...

There's a chance it
could be something else.

Simone could have
something to do with it.

Simone, why?

Because I broke into her
wooden trunk last night

and I stole some fingernails and
because Alex called her a bitch

the other night.

But it could just,
you know, be a kidnapping.

Or murder.

You're both insane.

Mhm.

I expect this from
Morgan, but not from you.

Hey, why do you
expect it from me?

Well, you haven't
exactly cared about very much

other than yourself lately.

What do you mean?

I took Alex home last night.

I took her shoes off
in a really sweet way.

I can't believe that my
fiance has disappeared.

And all you guys care about
are your fucking radio show

theories.

Podcast.

Kim, wait.

Shit.

We have to find Alex.

There she is.

She's calling.

You should get a case for that.

Oh, man.

Leopoldi's hardware.

Your one-stop shop.

For anybody looking to get
that dead body off their hands.

Oh, my god.

What if we're too late?

What if Alex is already dead?

Ok, Morgan, you know what?

Calm down.

We're going to find Alex.

I should have stayed with her.

Oh, my god.
Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Ok, Ok, all right.

Ok, you know what?

- Did she see us?
- Switch with me.

I'm going to drive.
- No, I'm fine.

I'm fine.
- You're not fine.

Hurry.
- Come on.

Come on.
Let's do it.

Ow, oh.

God.

Ok.

Do you think she saw us?

I don't know.

Shit.

All right?

Yeah.

You buckled in?

Just get right in here.

You got it.
You got it.

You got it.

You're too close.

Well, I can't let
another car get...

But she's going to see us.

Oh, god.

Can't they save the fucking
planet in the bike path?

You have to be
aggressive with them.

Aggressive, like run them over?

No, you just have to
scare them a little.

Don't take the wheel like that.

I was just trying to...

Well, that has
always been a problem with us.

You can't let me take control.

I always let you take control.

Not always, nope.

Not with driving and not with...

I didn't know you wanted
to take control with that.

Of course I did.

But you just laid there.

Well, I was nervous

me too.
- Really?

Because you always seem so...

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby!

Holy hell.
I'm sorry.

- Just go.
- I'm sorry.

Just go.
Just go.

Just go.

What are you doing?

Jesus.

She's turning.

I know.

I'm not blind, Morgan.

Wait.

That's Alex.

Wait, wait, wait.

Are we going follow Simone?

Morgan, that's Alex,
your best friend.

She's not dead.

- Right.
- I know.

Of course.

No, you're right.

I know.

Alex.

Alex.

What is this?

A fug party?

Where did you go after I left?

Kim is really upset.

Have you talked to her?

I'm going to see
her in two minutes.

Did she make you guys
come look for me?

Not exactly.

We thought Simone
had gotten to you.

Oh, Jesus.

The murder thing?

You guys are fucking
perfect for each other.

Are you back together yet?

No.

Well, you don't have to say it
like I dislocated your finger.

Well, you don't want to
get back together, do you?

God, no.

You know what?

It really wouldn't
even be cheating

if you guys get sexy again.

Maybe not to you.

Yeah, what the fuck, Alex?

What?

Yeah, Kim told
us you cheat on her.

Pfft.

I wasn't cheating on her.

I just... I disappear sometimes.

Why?

To be alone.

Really?

You can't tell Kim.

She wouldn't understand.

It's better for her to
think you're cheating on her?

Yeah, or she'll just think I

didn't want to be
around her, which

is kind of true sometimes.

Why don't you just talk to her.

- Morgan?
- What?

You would rather think that
your girlfriend is a murderer

than have an actual
conversation.

You think she's a murderer too.

Well, because you
talked me into it.

You talked me into it first.

I was...

See, Jean, you always do this.

You talk me into something.

And then once I'm into
it, you talk me out of it.

You know what?

I'm over it.

Thanks for the ride.

You're over it?

Yeah, Jean, I'm over it.

You know what?

I'm over it.

Oh, you're over it
now that I'm over it.

How about neither of us
can be over it because we

were never not over it.

You know what else I am?

Annoying.

Relieved.

I'm relieved.
Ok, fine, Jean.

I'm sure I won't show
up dead any time soon.

You're a dick.

Does nobody care that my
life could be in danger?

Call me when your head's
out of your ass, dude.

Alex: Hey, it's Alex.

Leave a message.

Hey, you've reached

Jean and "women who kill, inc."

Leave a message.

You have one new voice message.

Simone: Hey, it's me.

I saw what you did.

You should have
talked to me first.

Excuse me.

Hi, hello.

Um, behind you.

Hi.
Sorry.

Excuse me.

Is this the...

Shit.

You dropped it a
few blocks ago, I mean,

not that I have
been following you.

- Thanks for giving it to me.
- Oh, no.

I am the one who
should be thanking

you for what you've given me.

Your show, it got me
through a really hard time.

I... I recently lost a friend,
like a really dear friend.

I'm sorry.

She was my mentor.

And we were really connected.

She is the one who taught me
how to be honest with myself.

And Donna would
always say, Celia...

I'm Celia.

Hi.

You're Morgan.

She would say, Celia,
leave me alone.

You're too close.

Well, she sounds really nice.

Yeah, oh, she meant
physically, not emotionally.

I mean, she might have
also meant emotionally.

We will never know that.

But we always used to listen
to your show together.

I mean, we weren't together.

But it felt like we were.

And she loved that azalea
lady, the professor.

Lila.

Lila.

Yeah, you were close.

You think so?

Oh, there was a connection.

Do you know what time it is?

Oh, that's what she used to say.

It is 2:00 pm.

I have to go.

That's what she would
always say next.

I have to go.
I'm sorry.

It's just...
No, she just died in...

I'm sorry about your friend.
A really horrible way.

It was a recycling truck.

And we were all
yelling behind the guy.

We're like, she's
in your wheels, man.

It was so nice to meet you.

Thank you.

Uh, I'm actually going this
way, anyway, so I'm not weird.

What's this episode about?

Oh, it's not for an episode.

I just came to talk.

You're not going to record it?

Oh, I can if you want me to.

Only if you want to.

I'll do that.

Now, tell me
about your lady stuff.

Ok, well, you met Jean, my ex.

Unfortunately.

She and I work so
well together because we

don't work so well together.

She makes me feel
like the person I am,

and I don't like that
person very much, so...

And then there's Simone.

Oh, la-la, Simone.

Simone is NOM mysterious.

Yeah.

Simone makes me feel
alive and present.

She makes me feel like a
person I want to be, you know?

What, dear?

I think she might be a murderer.

Maybe this is a bad idea.

Aren't you having a good time?

It's not that.

It's just...

You have no idea
how lonely it gets,

being with women like these.

All the simplicity
really hurts my feelings.

But you are not simple,
Morgan, are you?

I'm not.

You're more like me.

Mind if I tell you
something private?

I don't mind.

Before I told you love
was the act of killing.

That's not true.

It's the moment right before
when they stop struggling.

They succumb.

The fear in their
eyes, it shifts.

And they fill up
with something I can

only describe as pure grace.

It was the sweetest
thing I've ever known.

Maybe it was just
a lack of oxygen.

Shh, shh.

Shh, shh.

Quit your fighting.

The fact is that you
want to feel it too.

So here's what you do.

Jean.

Holy shit.

Sorry.

It's Ok.

It's Ok.

I was just swiffering.

This late?

Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It comforts me.

When I was little,
my mom used to always

wake up in the middle...

I need to talk to Jean.

Oh, Ok.

Yeah, I don't... I
thought she was with you.

Why?

Well, she left a while ago.

She... she got worried
when she couldn't

reach you on your phone.

But then she told me that
she saw on your calendar

that you had a super-clean shift
with Simone so she went there.

To the co-op?

Yeah, yeah.

I mean, I made us a nice dinner
and everything, you know?

And I was hoping to catch
some "democracy now,"

but then I realized that the

Simone?

Jean?

Jean.

Oh my god.

Morgan.

She fell.

She hit her head.

We should call an ambulance.

Yeah, I already did.

Put that down.

You look ridiculous.

Stop.

Stop. Leave her alone.

Don't you want to help her?

Give me that?

Get back.

What if I told you I
did kill those people?

Would that make you feel
better to have a way out?

She's gone now.

I know you didn't mean
to hurt me, but you did.

I still love you, Morgan.

And I know that you're scared.

No, I'm not.

We can be happy.

Please, stop.

Let's get fat and boring
and argue about nothing.

Let's finish each
other's sentences,

wear each other's clothes.

Let's be vulnerable together.

Morgan?

Jean?

Stay away.

What did you do?

Morgan?

I hurt some people.

It was self-defense.

Come on.

Did you even open the case file?

I, mean I flipped through.

At the very least, I
know she was threatened.

No, she
claims she was threatened.

But she had injuries.

Yeah, all
proven to be self-inflicted.

Look,
are there parts of her story

that I doubt?

Sure. But you could
say the same thing

for the eyewitness accounts.

Ok, now, I agree with you there.

Those were all pretty unclear.

But if you look at the
evidence, which for some reason

you're refusing to do...

I am not refusing.

I've just been a little...

Distracted, I know.

I'm not claiming

what she did was right.

I'm just saying, I
believe her when she

says she had no other choice.

Yeah, and what I'm saying

is that the facts
back up the victim.

There was no reason
for self-defense.

I think we should

poll the listeners on this one.

Ah, good idea.

Join us next time
to hear the results.

I'm Morgan.

And I'm Jean.

And we are...

"women who kill."