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(dogs barking) (intense music)

(gunshot)

- (panting) She shot me!

She shot me right here.

(panting) Two times.

- Watch it, watch the--

- I didn't see a bright light

like they talk about in the movies.

(gunshot)

- (panting) I was dead, Max.

- That sounds like a pretty crazy dream, man.

- She killed the girl.

And then she killed me.

- Who?

- We are creatures of glory and horror.

- I remember thinking, how did things go so wrong?

I was dead, Max.

I was dead.

- Okay, but you're alive now, all right?

Breath in.

(large breaths)

Like Jesus, okay?

- Pawpaw.

- Can I? - Pawpaw, Pawpaw.

- Well, I just, I--

(loud thump) - Okay.

(muffled music)

- I died and came back.

Papaw came back.

(dramatic sound)

I assumed everyone did.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Ross is not gonna show.

- Sure she will. You promised her a salad.

- I said that we could eat salads,

not that I would pay for hers.

- She's not at the lake house.

I got my people at her apartment and her parents'.

More importantly, she's not here.

Chubbs checked with his people.

She's not working with the DEA or the Sheriff's Department.

- What abour our other situation?

- Should be hitting the news any time.

(Sighs) What do you want to do about our friend?

(guitar music)

♪ Standing here in the sunlight ♪

- Morning.

- [Guy in blue Suit] We cannot use him.

- He's an option.

- He is a loose end.

- Look what he did in one afternoon.

(Cell phone rings)

- Dude.

Mayor's dead.

- I know, we're in a group message.

- Car accident, probably texting.

- Byrd's dead.

- Hmm.

- Let's get back to work.

- I don't think we've ever had a mayor die before.

Is there like, a vice-mayor or speaker of the city?

Or do we vote?

Do we vote on the succession, or-- I don't know.

How does it even work?

- I hate group messages.

(thud)

(guitar music)

- Hey, what is this?

- My fee.

- Thought it was money or something.

- Oh, it's something.

- Are these real?

- Let me see that.

It's foam. You're a weird dude.

- What you want with a bag of fake grenades?

- I used my other one.

- Used it?

- I left it on a playground.

Vincent Elementary School.

- Why would you do that?

- Well, you know how little boys are.

You can tell them to play nice,

but in the end, they just want to blow each other up.

(laughs)

It's an unhealthy fascination with death.

- Hey, this one's metal.

- Oh, yeah, there's one real one.

- What?

Why?

- Keep things interesting. (chuckles)

- Is there a real one in the other bag, too?

- Yeah.

- Why? I've got a kid that goes to that school!

- Oh, he's a ginger, right?

Must get it from mom.

(loud punch)

- Well there's the Irish temper!

- He's lying!

He's just getting under your skin!

- He knows about Seamus!

- (laughing) You named your kid Seamus?

What is he, a forty-year-old drunk?

(loud punch)

- Shut up!

- Let's just back it up here!

He's lying to you.

- Hey, what time is recess anyways?

- That's it. (laughs)

- Wait, wait! We're supposed to watch him!

(laughs)

(door slams)

(music) (car whirring)

- Wanna help me up?

- He's a very dangerous man.

- What do you think I am?

- There wasn't a second bag, was there?

You're only making this thing worse for yourself.

He's got a temper!

He's gonna come back and filet your face!

(guitar music)

(bag rustles)

You know what?

- You understand what I'm saying here?

Your receipts don't add up.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I understand.

- It's not good.

- Totally. It's not.

- Here's the thing, Ryan.

We're missing a large amount of money here.

Money doesn't just disappear.

We think we know where the money went.

You could be a real hero here, buddy.

- Big time.

- Okay, look. I understand.

I live with three women. (chuckles)

I'm missing money all the time.

Nobody misses money more than I do.

Serious, I mean, I'd love to help you guys

but it's not my department.

(Knock on door)

- Excuse me.

(whispers) David called,

he wants you to call back right away.

- (whispers) That was Sherry.

- What's your job here?

- I'm an Originator.

- What is that?

- That sounds made-up.

- No, I manage energy supply contracts.

- Ryan, that sounds like a made-up job.

- [Ryan] It is not! I'm serious.

- [Investigator] Ryan, Ryan, I want you to listen to me.

You need to tell us what we wanna know.

(suspenseful music)

- Don't forget to call David Johnson's office,

I want to see him later this afternoon.

- Yes ma'am.

Oh, by the way, there's a gentlemen waiting for you

in the conference room.

He didn't leave a name, but, whenever you're ready.

(suspenseful music)

(door opens)

- Can I help you?

- I have your flash drive.

(suspenseful music)

- Here?

- No.

- Do you know what it is?

- Leverage.

- (sighs) What do you want?

- Is getting the flash drive back enough?

- I'm afraid you have to help me out here

a little bit.

I mean, I have no idea what it is we are talking about.

- A performance is unnecessary, Congresswoman.

I know what you are.

- Really?

What am I?

- A villain.

- (laughs) Well that's harsh.

- Truth tends to be.

- So you're wondering

if you can return the thing she stole?

And if that would make everything okay?

- No, I'm wondering if people have to die.

- Mister No Name, so you come in here,

with this, like an apple with a bite out of it,

and you're wondering if you can put it back together?

Well, you can't.

She can't.

But you knew that before you came in here.

So, why come in here at all?

- To see if there's any other way.

- Is there?

(suspenseful music)

- No.

(suspenseful music)

- What's this?

- Where she'll be.

(beeping)

- You've lost your mind.

I need this!

- Look, they have been grilling me all morning!

That's your job!

I'm covering for you, and you're out here,

dressed like this, wanting to go on a date?

- I know.

Okay, I'm sorry.

Something came up.

- Oh, is that something that came up me going to jail?

Because I'm pretty sure that's what gonna happen.

I don't know how,

but somehow they got me to confess to something,

I don't even know what it is.

But it's bad!

- [David] Look, Ryan, it's gonna be okay.

- No, it's not!

How do you know that?

- You need to cool down.

- [Ryan] Okay, so you wanna go on a date?

Now?

- Not now, tonight.

- Okay.

- If something bad were to happen to me,

an accident or something,

I'll need you to look after Papaw for me.

- Okay, I'm not really sure what you mean,

and there's no way the date can possibly go that bad.

- Just promise me.

- (sniffs) Sure.

Fine.

- You're a good man, Ryan.

- I still think they're gonna arrest me!

(thud)

(Van door opens)

- Hey, this isn't money!

(Tense music)

(humming softly)

(suspenseful music)

(cutler clanking)

(doors opening)

(bottle crinkling)

(footsteps on gravel)

(car engine starts)

(footsteps)

(Latin music)

- [Interviewer] Congresswoman, what are your thoughts

on Mayor Byrd's tragic accident?

- [Congresswoman] It is just horrible.

Like, truly horrible.

We are all in shock.

- [Manager] Hello, is this Harper?

- [Congresswoman] He was such a good man.

He was an honorable man.

- [Manager] This is Los Vaqueros Restaurant.

- [Congresswoman] My deepest--

- [Manager] I'm supposed to tell you

that Mark left his phone here.

- [Congresswoman] sympathy goes to his family,

and my prayers go out-

- [Manager] And also, he thinks you left something

in the women's room. - All of those--

(knock on door) who knew him.

- And, he was good.

He was good for the city.

(phone buzzing)

- Screening your calls?

(phone buzzing)

Oh I get it.

Everybody wants something.

- This is my house.

- I want to talk.

- You have my full attention.

- My first boss was a God-fearing man

who let his employees steal straight from the register.

I never understood why he would do that.

So I asked, and he said,

"Do unto others as you would have done unto you".

He died three days later, killed by a drunk driver.

That's when I realized

how ruthless this place was.

So when you betray me, I get it.

As a matter of fact, I respect it.

But now, I've really got to know.

How ruthless are you?

- Did you know I was married?

Four years.

My husband said he was playing racquetball

when he was really playing his secretary.

He thought I didn't know.

What I feel worst about is,

that it was all so cliche.

They never found them.

I go and visit sometimes, but...

Hmm.

You said you could give me what I want.

But I haven't won yet.

- Winning an election isn't what you want most.

- What do I want most?

- Legacy.

- And you can give me that?

What is it?

- A bomb.

And a lot of innocent people will die.

- I don't wanna be remembered as a monster.

- You can't control how people see you once you're gone.

There are people tearing down statues

left and right these days?

Who they were, what they did, it doesn't matter.

Judas betrayed Jesus, Nero burned his cities,

Hitler killed Jews.

Love you, hate you?

If they can't forget you, what's the difference?

(suspenseful music)

- And you never know, you might not be here in five minutes,

so, would you like to press my button?

(garage door opens)

- I've been trying to call you all day.

Where have you been?

- Been busy.

- Apparently.

We have guests.

- And that's about where you come in.

- (laughing) I thought I had problems!

(door opens)

- Listen, so, I wanted to start with this memory

I had of my father last night,

because I think it really changed the way that, what?

- I'm sorry, Dejavu.

I'd some really crazy dreams last night.

- I thought you said we weren't gonna use that word.

"Crazy"

- I'm sorry.

- [Earl] And that's when he looked at me.

And with tears in his eyes, he says--

- Okay. I can't do this.

- That's exactly what he said!

- We've already done this.

Is this a joke?

- My father didn't like jokes.

- What day is it?

- Monday.

(suspenseful music) (flips through book)

The twenty-third.

- You're messing with me.

- I have no idea what's happening right now.

(door bell rings)

- Harper?

- You do remember me?

- Yeah.

- [Harper] So it happened?

- Yes.

- [Harper] She killed me?

I, I, I thought this was all just a dream.

- Okay, what is happening?

- So, she killed me and then shot you both?

- She didn't. The bald guy did.

- Okay, so, then what happened to him?

- I guess he died too.

- Should I leave?

- No.

I'd feel better if you stayed.

- What was his name?

- I don't know.

I don't know, I never thought to ask.

But, trust me, he was totally crazy. (sighs)

- We don't use that word.

- Sorry.

- He was convinced that our lives were somehow intertwined.

He kept saying he was trying to save me,

we have to get to midnight.

- He brought you here.

You pepper-sprayed him!

- Yeah, he literally shoved me

into the men's restroom, okay?

He was acting completely deranged.

He was was totally deranged.

And that was an accident.

- So, we are reliving the same day?

- This is interesting.

- He has to know what's going on.

- Yeah.

- I have no clue what's going on.

- Not you, the other guy.

- Guys, there's no one else here.

- [David] If you see anything weird, call the police.

And don't leave before midnight! I'll be back.

(door closes)

- You know, I'm gonna be honest with you.

I don't actually know who he is.

But I think he's trying to save me.

- From what?

- I don't know.

- Earl! Can you run those numbers for me,

get an address?

- You got his license plate?

- Yes, no, it was gone.

But, I remember, I think, because I wrote it down last night

and it's Diazepam.

Well, the numbers are, anyway.

The last part of it, but it's the same.

It's the chemical numbers for Diazepam.

- Sure, I'll make the call.

- Are you a cop?

- (chuckles) No.

I pay a guy down at the DMV to run things for me.

I don't trust the neighbors.

They're Al-Qaeda.

- They might be Al-Qaeda.

- [Papaw] So, you want my grandson's phone number?

- Yes.

- If you don't mind.

- You got a pen?

- I do.

- Just ignore those, these are my thoughts and feelings.

Just write it here in the back.

So, do you take Diazepam?

[Earl] If you do, your license plate, it's very clever.

If you don't, not so much.

- [Harper] Has he been acting strange lately?

- Strange?

- Saying odd things?

Maybe acting like he's lived this type of day before?

- No, I don't think so.

[Papaw] So, how did you meet him?

- I ran into him at a restaurant.

- He's been to my house.

- She's my therapist.

- I don't mean to be rude, but are you single?

- I'm sorry?

- Well, I've wanted him to meet a nice girl for so long

and I just thought that--

I'm gonna write down his address.

- Oh, thank you!

That's great.

- Hey, can I use your bathroom?

I've been so excited all day, I haven't gone.

Starting to hurt.

- [Papaw] Yeah, okay.

Oh, you can't take a phone in there.

Can't be too careful with phones these days.

- You really should mow your grass.

- Okay, so, who are you guys again?

- So you're reliving the same day over and over again?

- Yeah.

- And how do we come into this?

- You die, every day.

Yesterday was the closest that I've gotten

to keeping you alive.

- I die.

- You're killed, actually.

- And you are trying to save me?

- Yes.

- Why?

- I think that's why this is happening.

I think it's my purpose.

- [Harper] But we're aware now.

- I guess so.

- How did that happen?

- [David] I'm not sure.

Maybe we died together?

Or you died with me?

I don't know.

- So, you can die.

But you don't die?

- I've never died before, until yesterday.

- You died and we came back?

- You said Papaw died, but he wasn't aware.

- Right, but, he died earlier in the day.

He wasn't with us.

Maybe that's why.

- Okay, you guys are crazies.

Is this a joke. - We don't use that word.

I mean, even if it's true, the connotations.

- Okay.

Who is this?

- I'm Earl!

And your hair is kind of long.

Is that a religious thing or what?

- So when does the day reset?

- Midnight.

Usually.

- And if I'm still alive at midnight, what happens?

- I don't know.

(suspenseful music)

- Ten seconds.

- It is nice to have friends.

- Two, one.

(booming music)