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(upbeat music)

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(muffled speaking)

- Olivia, Olivia?

Are you even paying attention?

- Yeah, sorry.

I'm just trying to wrap
my head around, uh...

So can I keep my job?

- Oh, yes, obviously.

You're our best
interior designer.

You just can't be
here for 90 days.

- Yeah, I don't understand.

- You see, our 22-year-old
that we just hired

as our new business manager,
she just told us today

that anybody on staff
who's been here

for more than 18 months

technically becomes a
full-time employee.

And well, employees
earn benefits.

- I don't get benefits.
- Right.

And to keep it that way,
we need you to take off

for three months, which
is no big deal

because you'll come back on a
new contract without benefits.

- Okay. So look, I know
you're super smart

and you've probably thought
all of this through,

but I don't know how I'm gonna
pay my rent without this job.

- Olivia, blame the unions.

(soft tense music)

- Fuck.

(soft tense music continues)

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(car door slams)

(footsteps tapping)

(ominous music)

- Oh, no, no, no.

Hey, I need to report a robbery.

Yeah, so I got home and my
door was sort of just wide open

and all of my stuff
was all over the place.

And to be honest with you,
like I'm a little afraid

that someone might be
in there still.

Okay.

Do I have to like stay
here the whole time?

Because I'm pretty scared.

Oh, I do?

Okay, cool.

Um, what time can you get here?

(soft tense music)

Shit.

(footsteps tapping)

(light switch clicks)

Hello?

I'm coming in.

If anybody's here,

you should know that I
called the police

and I've got real mixed
feelings about that

'cause I'm pretty sure
I don't like the police,

but I panicked and I did
it anyway. So...

You should really consider
not being here.

Also, God, this is very rude.

Fuck, my Motown collection.

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(doorbell rings)

Hi.

- Hey, you must be
Olivia Walker.

I heard you had a break-in.

- Yeah. Please, come in.

- My name is Officer Bronson.

I came as fast as I could.

- Thank you.

Yeah, just make yourself
at home, I guess.

Would you like some tea
or something?

- No, I don't do that.

So what is missing?

- They took all my good
stuff, like my best jewelry,

my TV, my laptop.

You know, they took this
vintage blanket

and it was really expensive.

And I feel like that
could probably be a clue.

- I doubt it.

They probably used it to
carry the goods.

So I am going to need the
serial numbers

for every item that's missing.

- Oh, was I supposed to
write that down?

- Yeah, how else am I supposed
to find your missing stuff?

(knocking)

- Olive.

What the fuck is happening?

I heard the news.

I dropped everything.
I came straight over.

- Yeah, I mean, thank you
so much for doing that.

My name's Olivia, though.

- Oh, what am I saying?

- You're saying Olive, like-

- No, I'm not.

- Oh, okay.

Officer Bronson, this
is my property manager.

- Hey, Lou.
- Joe!

- From the fundraiser.
- The fundraiser.

How are you buddy?

- I'm doing good.
- Good to see you, man.

- What a good night that was.
- Looking good.

(both chuckling)

Gilbert and Main likes us
to keep a close relationship

with the local PD just in case
we have any problem tenants.

Or tenant problems, rather.

(Lou chuckling)

I am so sorry that this
happened to you.

Nobody deserves this. Nobody!

- Thank you, I appreciate that.
- Of course.

You know, corporate called
and they said they wanted me

to come over, maybe
have someone here

to kind of represent
the property.

And I said I'll go to
represent the tenant.

So that's why I'm here, for you.

Okay?

But I love what you and Rich
have done with this place.

It's, it's so cool.

It's very, it's like
kind of boho.

- Thank you.

He actually doesn't
live here anymore.

- Really?

Did y'all break up?

- Hey, is this part
of the house?

- [Olivia] No, that's mine.

- What about these, real?
- Yep.

- Cool! Do you have any
security cameras?

- I don't think so.

- Okay, so I'm noting that you
took zero safety precautions.

- Which makes it her fault,
right?

- [Officer Bronson] Yeah, maybe.

- Oh, no, I don't think--
- Wait, hold on.

Gilbert and Main has
got your back.

Calm down.

It could be her fault though,
right?

- Maybe, yeah.
- Okay, why would I rob myself?

- That's a good point.

Do you ever see this happening,

people kind of faking crimes
for insurance purposes?

- Oh yeah, happens all the time.

- Oh, well I don't
have insurance.

- Well, you should.
- You don't have insurance?

- No.
- Do you have health insurance?

- Doesn't seem like it's
your business.

- I don't see any sign
of forced entry.

- Well, maybe they
picked the lock.

- Or maybe they found
a spare key.

Did you leave one outside?
- No.

- What about under the rock?
- No.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

Look, I keep the main key on me
and the spare I keep in my car.

- So where's the third key?
- I don't have a third key.

- There's always three keys.

- I'm making a note that
she should have three keys,

but can only find two.
- No, please don't do that.

Look, you only gave me two.

- No, we do three, note that.

- Noted.

Do you want me to dust
for fingerprints?

It'll make a mess.

- Yes, please do whatever
you can to get my stuff back.

This house is all that I have.

- It's not really your house,
you know.

(Olivia scoffs)

- So no dusting?

- Well, thank you
for showing up.

- I'll be in touch,

but we don't tend to solve
many burglaries, so...

- Oh, so you don't have
any idea who did this?

- That's the scary thing.

Could be anyone, really.
A stranger,

your neighbor, your friend,
your ex.

Everybody has a secret.

Everybody.

- I'm safe though, right?

- Maybe.

- What do you mean maybe?

- Well, whoever did this
does know where you live,

and if they got your
credit card statements

then they know where you shop,

and you got your account
numbers on bank checks

and your social's on
tax returns,

and who knows what they
could do with all that stuff.

- Cool.

- It's no wonder most break
in victims suffer from PTSD.

Speaking of which, you
should see a therapist.

You can afford it.

(paper towel ripping)

(wood creaks)

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

(wood creaking)

(ominous music continues)

(wood creaking)

(ominous music)

(gentle music)
(seagulls calling)

(gentle music continues)

(camera clicks)

- Hi. Um, was that of me?

- Oh yeah, the light's perfect.
Do you wanna see?

- Okay.

- Cool, right?

- Yeah, I mean, I guess if
you like pictures of people

who look dead inside, that's-

- Oh, come on.

Don't be such a downer!
The light is perfect.

I like it, I'm gonna keep it.

Anyway, nice to meet you.

Have a great day, bye.

- Okay.

Bye, I guess.

(people chattering
in background)

Could I have a job application?

- Hi.

I saw you at the pier, right?

- Oh, yeah.
Can I help you?

- So I think that you
dropped your wallet

and I just wanted to give
it back to you.

- Thank you.
That's really kind.

- Of course, have a great day.

- Hey, wait, can I give
you like a reward?

I think I have some cash--

- No, no, no, please.
It's my civic duty.

Have a great day.

- This isn't mine.

This belongs to some woman
named Katerina.

- Oh.

(zipper whirring)

Oh, this one's yours!

Must be a popular brand.

I'll trade you.

You just have to keep
it a secret.

- I don't know what's happening.

- Okay, so I know that
this seems super sketchy,

but I'm actually trying
to do the right thing.

I just kind of fucked it
up in an embarrassing way.

Yes, I did steal your
wallet because yes,

I did think that you were rich,

but then I saw you filling
out the job application

and I realized that you
might need this

more than I do.

But what you just
realized about me

is that I have a
huge conscience.

So if you could not call the
cops, that would be super rad.

Are we good?

- Hey, um...

I don't really know
what to say.

- Keep both, are we good?

- I'm really not interested.

- No, but this is not
a bad thing.

I only steal from those
who deserve it.

- Who deserves it?

- What?! The wealthy, they
don't even notice.

It's super harmless.

- No.
- Let me show you! One second.

- Wait, don't, I, I don't...

Please don't.

Oh my God.

- Hey, sir, you looks so
handsome standing there.

I'm just gonna take
your picture.

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

I'm gonna get outta here.

You wanna come with, or
do you like minimum wage?

- Okay, oh my God,
that was crazy.

So, like, what happens if
the cops come?

- Well, they won't if you
just stay cool

and just, like, stop talking.

Please, stop. Stop.

This is my favorite part:
digging through the riches!

- Oh my God, how did
you get so many?

- Well, I've had practice.

I'm Mari, by the way.

Or Marí, if you can
roll your R's.

- Yeah, I can't do that.
But I'm Olivia.

- I know, I stole your ID.

Ooh, jackpot!

- Okay, so what?

You're like a con artist?
Or a grifter?

- Those are your words,
not mine.

- Okay, well, what words
would you use?

- I'm self-employed.

(Olivia laughing)

- Why did you think I was rich?

- You dress nice. The
whole dead inside thing.

(Olivia laughing)

- Yeah. That'll do it.

- Oh, speaking of which...

(Olivia laughing)

That is a picture of
someone who's happy.

Look at that smile.

Who knows? Maybe you're
meant for this life.

- Oh my God, wouldn't
that be wild?

It'd be like Bonnie and Bonnie.

But no, that's not what this is.

I just like to be by the water.

Water calms me.

- What's the use in being calm?
Angry people get shit done.

- I think anger's destructive.

- Some things need to
be destroyed.

(ominous music)

I gotta go.
Are we good?

- Yeah. We're good.

- This has been fun.

If you wanna do it again,
come on back to the beach.

- Right.

(gentle music)

I had a sense that I'd
see her again,

but I never thought
I'd end up here.

- You didn't think she
was dangerous?

- No.

Intense. But not dangerous.

I can't imagine her being so...

- Destructive?

- Is she a suspect?

- Olivia, you were the victim

of a cruel and malicious crime.

You could have been killed.
And everybody is a suspect.

So just tell me what
happened next.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

- Hi, this is Olivia Walker.

I applied to be a driver

and I was just wondering
if there's any way

to expedite the
background check process.

Oh. What if I can't afford that?

Okay, and how long
will that take?

(ominous music)
(wood creaking)

(ominous music continues)
(wood creaking continues)

(ominous music continues)
(wood creaking continues)

Please, I don't feel safe.

- That sounds like a 'you'
problem.

- Okay, but there is a 'u'
in 'us'

and that would make it a
property problem, right?

- Wrong.

- Okay. Well, Lou, isn't there
something you can do?

I need some type of security.

- Okay, look, I get it, I do.

But I represent Gilbert and Main

and they have zero
obligations here.

Did you read the
lease you signed?

- Obviously.

- Okay, then you should know

that if a tenant wants security,

they have to buy it themselves.

- Well, I can't afford
that right now.

- I know. Times are tough,
right?

So maybe there's... another way.
To pay.

- Oh.
- What?

- Uh... I don't...

- What do you think I'm
talking about?

- Uh...

- I'm talking about you
getting a second job.

Or maybe, I don't know,
going to grad school,

getting a financial advisor.

Ask your parents!

- Yep. Okay. Those are
fantastic ideas.

And I'm gonna think
long and hard about it.

I am gonna go.

I'm gonna take one of
these cards,

and I'm just gonna work
this out with corporate.

- Wait, gimme this.

Okay, these are expensive.

Here's what I'm
gonna do for you.

Your rent's not due for
three days, right?

So if you can pay today?
Now? I'm gonna give you...

(keyboard clacking)

A 5% discount.

- Right now?

- What do you wanna do?

(check ripping)

- Okay. But don't deposit
that until like

really late in the day
on the first,

like the latest possible minute

that you could
possibly deposit it

is when you should put
that through.

I gotta work on
getting some cash.

(button buzzes)

- [Rich] Who is it?

- Oh, hi! It's Olivia.

- [Rich] Which Olivia?

- Your ex-girlfriend.

- Shit.

(panel buzzing)

Oh, please have a seat.
Have a seat, please.

Make yourself comfortable.
- Thank you.

- Would you like a smoothie?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Yeah, that sounds good.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Will do! I was just
about to make one.

So what's up?

It's not your mom, is it?

- Oh, no, she's in remission.

- That's great.

Can I like, can I call her and
tell her congrats?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Yeah, she'd like that.

- Awesome, nice.

So what's up?

You said you needed help.

- Right.

Okay, so the house
was broken into.

(gentle music playing
in background)

- Olivia.

Did they take my shit?

- I don't think so, no.

- Thank God! That paintball
gear is not cheap.

Also the couches.

I know I paid for those and
they've been in the way,

but I'm gonna come pick 'em up

'cause I need to
sell them again.

I'm so sorry.

- Okay, Rich, look, this
isn't about the couches.

Okay.

You remember when you
left, rather abruptly

and you promised that you
would pay three months rent

to help out?

And then I never saw a cent.

So I was sort of hoping

that you would pay me
what you owe me.

- I didn't tell you.
My mom also got cancer.

- Really?

- Yeah. Yeah!

Fucking crazy, right?

And all the extra money I
had, I had to send to her.

But you understand, right?

You've always been
so empathetic.

(blender whirring)

Maybe you should get
like a loan or something.

- Oh, is that what you
think is best?

- Yeah, yeah, I get loans
all the time.

Me and Breezy, straight
from my parents.

They help me out a lot.

Here! Take this to go.

So good seeing you.

- Okay, yep, I will fix
the seat belts

and then I'll reapply.

Great, yep.

Oh my God.

(ominous music)
(wood creaking)

(ominous music continues)
(wood creaking continues)

(ominous music continues)
(wood creaking continues)

(Olivia breathing softly)

(Olivia groans)

Oh.

Oh, no.

What the hell?

What the hell?

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(Olivia sighs)

(Olivia mumbling)

(footsteps crunching)

Whoop!

(footsteps crunching)

Hello?

Hello, is anybody here?

Hello?

Hello?

- Holy shit, dude, you're alive!

- Mari?

- What happened to
you last night?

I got so scared.

- Yeah.

I, I honestly, I don't
remember anything.

- Oh yeah, you were so drunk.

Especially when that guy
dropped you off.

It was bad.

- There was a guy? What guy?

- Oh, the guy.
A driver at the beach.

He was so hot.
- Sorry, I just...

(Mari gasps)

- Did you steal his wallet?

- I wouldn't, that's,
I wouldn't do that.

- Except that you did.

- Yeah, I did.

- Proud of you.

- Oh my God.

Look, I don't wanna sound
rude, but do you live in this?

- That is rude, and yes, I do.

I told you last night.

- What else did we talk about?

- Oh, lots.
Yeah, it's so funny.

You came in with this
like big sob story

about how you got
broken up with,

broken into, you're
broke yourself.

If that rings a bell?

- No, but you know, it
sounds like me, so.

Yeah.

- Yeah.

All right.

Well, you cannot call a car
here 'cause there's no service.

But if you walk a quarter
mile that way, totally can.

Glad you're okay.
Text me when you get home.

- Oh, thanks.

I'm actually not in any
type of a rush.

I don't have a job right now.

I dunno if I mentioned
that last night.

- You definitely did. Way
more than once.

- Yeah, I mean, you know,

it's just like a
temporary thing.

Like, I am employed, I'm
an interior designer.

It's just I'm on hiatus
until I stop qualifying

for benefits, and then
I'll be right back in.

- That's fucked up.

It sounds like they owe
you benefits.

- Umm...

It's whatever.
Blame the unions!

Am I right?

- Oh, so you're in the union?

- No.

- [Detective Sampson] Why
were you there?

- I have no idea.

- Well, think on it
and try again.

- I don't know.

I started drinking a
lot after the break in

and there's a lot I
don't remember.

- You know, it's hard for
me to help you

if there are holes
in your story.

- This is a way of
solving your problems.

First you identify them, then
you cast them into the flame.

- How does that help?

- It makes you feel better,
I promise.

I don't know what it is,
but it does.

Watch. Okay.

This is for bullshit.

And this is for Wall
Street motherfuckers.

This is for my father
who disowned me.

And this is for ants, which
are fucking everywhere!

(paper ripping)

(paper rustling)

Oh, doesn't it just feel
better to burn your problems?

Wanna try?

- Um...

No, I think I'll just watch.

- Okay.

(fire crackling)

- You travel so much.

Is this Mars?

- That is Utah.

Me and a bunch of crust punks

trainhopping around the country.

Let's see.

This dip shit? That's Nick.

He's the one that taught
me how to pickpocket.

Those guys were fun for
like a minute.

I mean, I do miss them
sometimes, but I don't know.

They weren't really my scene.

- [Olivia] Who is?

- I haven't really found one.

- I mean, you had to have
people, right?

Like friends and
family back home.

- I never found one.

People don't like me
once they get to know me,

which is fine.

I don't like them either.

- So how'd you end up here?

- I got in a van and I drove.

- For no reason?

- All right, because you
continue to ask questions.

I was a lawyer.

- Really?
- [Mari] Yeah.

- What?
- Yeah.

For a bit.

I grew up poor, first
generation Hispanic.

I think I felt that
it was my duty

to change the family fortunes.

So I took out a loan
for $200,000

and made the genius decision
to graduate into a recession.

And that interest stacks up
fast when you can't find a job.

- Yeah, I know that feeling.

- Yeah, so now I live in a van.

- What's this?

- My mantra.

I ask myself that every day,

and if the answer isn't
yes, then I make a change.

- So? Do you like your life?

- It's not heaven.

I don't have A/C.

I'm always stressed about
cops, literally always.

But it is my choice,
so I don't complain.

Also, it's not forever.

I am making a plan. Saving
up to leave the country,

go far away from douche bag
debt collectors and start anew.

And I just don't
have enough yet.

- How much more do you need?

- You ask way too
many questions.

- Oh, yeah, sorry.

I am a very curious person.

- No, no, it's great.

It's great, just I'm
just tired of talking.

- Right, yeah, of course.

Sorry, I should've
read the room.

I will call a car.

- [Mari] Okay.
- I don't have service.

Would you mind driving
me just like a mile down?

- [Mari] Yeah.

- Or...

Would you maybe want to
crash at my place?

- Oh, no, I'm not like
looking for handouts.

- No, no, no, I mean,
actually, this is for me.

Like, I want this.

- Oh, wait, are you
flirting with me?

- No! No, no, no, no.

Look, I've just been
really stressed, okay?

Ever since the break-in,

it's been really hard for
me to be alone in my house.

I was thinking that, you
know, if you wanted to come

and like keep me company, or...

And this is weird,
this is a weird ask.

I will call a Lyft.

- Would you pay me,
like keep watch?

- Maybe.

How much?

- A hundred plus gas.

- Yeah, I could do that.

- Really?

Dude, no wonder you're broke.

Yeah! Let's do it.

(gentle music)

- I don't wanna go in.

- I have mace.

I have a lot of mace.

(door creaking)

Hey, sweet digs.

- Thanks.

(door clicking shut)

Could you uh...

- Hmm?

- You know, take your mace
and see if anybody is here?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, is anybody in here?

I have mace!
If you are, I'll mace you!

I'm very scary!

(ominous music)

(door clicking shut)

Oh, I like this smiley face.

It's cool.

- Yeah, the robber did that.

I just haven't erased it.

- What a weirdo.

Seems empty.

- Okay.

Thank you.

- Hm-mmm.

So you can stay on the couch,
I guess.

- Okay.

- It's a cool place, right?

- Yeah, yeah, it has a
lot to like touch.

Do you own it?

- The house?

No, no. I can't afford a house.

My dad says it's because
I drink fancy coffee,

but I did the math and I would
need to stop drinking coffee

for 150 years in order
to afford a house here.

I don't think I'm gonna
live that long.

So I rent, from a corporation
called Gilbert and Main.

- And your parents help you out?

- No.

They were bankrupted by a
cancer scare, so I'm on my own.

It's very exciting.

- But you said you were broke.

I mean, this place is
pretty fancy.

- Yeah, I think that's
probably why I'm broke.

I co-signed for this
place with my ex.

He had a huge inheritance,
so I thought we'd be fine,

but he met some stupid
influencer and now he's gone

and I have five months left
on a lease meant for two.

It has wiped out my
savings, like in a big way.

I don't wanna give it up,
but I don't know what to do.

- Fucking boyfriends.
- Yeah.

- Also, what's an influencer?

(object clattering)

Chill, chill, chill.

Oh, it's just a raccoon.

(Olivia breathing heavily)

All good.

- Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck.

- Oh, you're a jumpy one.

- Yeah.

Yeah, the police said
that this could be

like a PTSD situation,

but it's no reason to lose
your cool in front of a guest.

- Hey, no, no.

You don't have to hide
yourself in front of me, okay?

I'd be fucking scared too if
I was living in a crime scene.

But if it makes you feel
better, just remember,

I'm here to keep you safe.

- So you went to bed
with a complete stranger

let loose in your home?

- Yeah.

- [Detective Sampson]
Why'd you do that?

- Have you ever been
broken into?

That's why you don't understand.

The police were supposed to
protect me, but they didn't.

This girl Mari was the
only one who showed up.

And when she was around,
I slept like a rock.

I finally felt like myself.

(gentle music)

For services rendered.

- How many stars?

Hell yes.

- You can stay as long
as you want, by the way.

I don't mind.

- For real?

- Yeah, I mean, I couldn't
keep paying you,

but if you're into roofs
and hot showers,

I do like having you here and,
who knows?

Maybe you'll like it so
much, you wanna stay.

I can make us breakfast.

- Do you have ice cream?

- Ooh, no.

Okay, so I forgot that I'm
broke right now

and there's no food.

So there's no breakfast.

But you can still stay.

- You know groceries are like
super easy to steal, right?

- I did not know that.

- Two words: self-checkout.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

So you actually just
print barcodes at home,

and then you don't wanna
do mom and pop shops

because then you get
the whole guilt thing.

- I mean, that was actually
surprisingly easy though.

- I know, right?

And when you do it in
this jurisdiction,

if it's under a
hundred dollars--

Hey!

(Mari speaking in Spanish)

- What are you saying,
what are you saying?

- Mari, calm down.
Okay, this is Officer Bronson.

He is the police.

- That means nothing
to me, fuck the police.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
(Mari speaking in Spanish)

What is your name?

- Mari Navarro, okay?

Look it up in the system.
- Can you just be-

I am sorry about that.

Do you remember me?

My name's Olivia Walker.

- Oh yeah, bougie girl
with the break-in.

- Yes. That is me.

Have you had any luck
with my case?

- Oh yeah, yeah.

It's still active, so I can't
discuss it with civilians.

- Cool, yeah, that's cool.

- You know, you can just
say 'no,' dude. It's fine.

- Mari.

- I'm working on it, I promise.

But I'm off-duty.
So if you have any complaints,

you can call them
into the station.

Have a nice day, ma'am.

- Thank you so much.

- He's a fucking liar.
I see right through that.

- Mari, come on.

- He's an honest man.

- Is that why you're asking
me all these questions,

because he saw me walking along
the streets with a friend?

- Not just any friend.

I mean, did you know
that Mari Navarro

is a convicted felon?

(doors clicking)

- Well, that was unnecessary.

- Shut up, I have an idea.

- Do you plan on sharing it?

- Follow me.

(doors clicking shut)

(dramatic music)

- What is this?

Hey!

What are we doing?

Mari, where are we?

- Shh, just do what I do.

- Mari, what is this?

- Don't say my name.

- No, no, Mari, Mari!

Like, real quick, first,
what are we doing?

- Oh, also shut up.

That's important.

- Oh, what are we doing?
- Shut up, I said.

- Mari, Mari, where are we?

- We're playing the
quiet game, shh.

- Mari!

Shit.

Shit, I don't want to do this,
this is so awful.

(Olivia mumbling)

Oh my God.

(suspenseful music)

Hey, so what are we doing here?

- Getting your stuff
back, what do you think?

- Oh, no, no, no, Mari, Mari.

I don't like this.

You don't even know
what this is.

(suspenseful music continues)

Shit, okay.

(suspenseful music continues)

I don't wanna do this.

Okay, look, I don't
wanna steal from someone.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, Mari.

Jesus.

Mari.

Mari, Mari, I don't like this.

Mari, this is weird, hey!

- Oh my God, Olivia!

Remember that part when I
said 'don't say my name'?

Shut up and follow my lead.

- Why? Why are you doing this?

Like, I don't understand.
Why is this happening?

What is the point of this?

- It's revenge,
don't you get it?

- No!

Stop.
- Shut up.

- No, stop!
- Shut up!

- Stop it, this is
somebody's home.

- Shut up.
- Mari!

- Shut up.

(suspenseful music continues)

- Oh my God, oh my God!

Shit, shit, okay.

I don't understand how
I got involved in this.

Are you kidding me?

Known this girl for two seconds

and you're following her
into somebody else's house.

So stupid.

(suspenseful music continues)

(tense music)

Do you know whose house this is?

This is the home of a
police officer.

- Cool, right?

Thought they lived in caves.

- Mari, why the fuck are we
stealing from the police?

- I'm not taking a thing.

(tense music continues)

(soft music)

- Okay, I feel ill.

Mari, what was that?

- Prick needs to know
how it feels.

- This isn't fucking funny.
It's not fucking funny.

How did you find that place?

- Oh my God, Olivia,
how do you think?

(soft music)

- And did you ever
think maybe Mari

was the one who
robbed your home?

- Well yeah, I'm not an idiot.

- I swear to God, stolen
food just tastes better.

How's yours?

- Hmm.

- Something bothering you?

- Do you wanna play a game?

(tray rattling)

(alcohol sloshing)

- What's this?

- Never have I ever.

You know the rules, right?

So we will each take
turns admitting to things

that we've never ever
done before.

And if the other person has
done it, you'll take a drink.

First person to run outta shots

gets the next round
of groceries.

- Okay, cool.

Who starts?

- I will like this.

Never have I ever been skiing.

- Oh, me either, too expensive.

Never have I ever driven a boat.

- No, that seems hard.

Never have I ever owned a pet.

- Oh God, so fucking sad.

Yeah, I grew up with a
wheaten terrier named Emmy.

Mm, the best.

This is hard.

Never have I ever peed my
pants in public.

- Me neither.

Never have I ever
lived in a van.

- That's 100% cheating.

- Gloves are off.

- Okay.

Never have I ever been so drunk

that I've fallen asleep
in the middle of nowhere

and woken up, no
idea where I am.

- Touché.

- [Mari] This is fun.

- Hm-mmm.

Okay, never have I
ever shot a gun.

When?

- My dad loved the
shooting range.

So back when we talked

I think it was kind of his
way of bonding.

Never have I ever liked to run.

- No, I mean, why would you?

It's gross.

Never have I ever dealt drugs.

- Define 'deal'.
- [Olivia] Sold.

- For profit?
- Yes.

- No, never done that.

Never have I ever tried cocaine.

Wild child.

- I had a bit of fun in
college, but it wasn't a habit.

- Hm-mmm.

- Uh, never have I ever
committed arson.

- Jesus, I should hope not.

Although it does
kinda sound cool.

Never have I ever
cheated on someone.

Mm, little miss perfect
runnin' outta shots.

- Yeah.

Never have I ever stolen
from a friend.

Who?

- It does not matter.

I got a good one, never
have I ever got an STD.

- When I got cheated on.

- Not a lot of shots left.

- No.

This is not going the way
that I thought it would.

Okay.

Let's try this.

Never have I ever broken into
a house in this neighborhood.

- So that's what we're doing.

- (scoffs) We're having fun.

- Just ask me what you
wanna ask me.

- I'm, I'm just playing a game.

- Okay.

Never have ever broken into
a house in this neighborhood.

Not even this one.

And never have I ever
passive-aggressively

tried to get information
out of a friend.

Oh, look, you're out of shots.

- Okay, look, I didn't
mean to offend you.

I was just trying to
win the game.

- Didn't mean to offend me?

Please. You're the least
direct person I've ever met.

Just tell me what
you're thinking.

Tell me! I'm not scary.

- Fuck, I mean, Mari,
yes you are.

Are you...

We broke into
somebody's home today.

That's fucked up.

- Yeah, because he's an asshole.

- Who cares about him?

I don't give a fuck about
stealing groceries, that's fine.

But I don't wanna hurt people.

And if you're gonna stay
in this house,

then you can't hurt
people either.

- Okay.

I hear you loud and clear.

You should talk like
that more often.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, no more hurting people.

- Okay, cool.

Are we good?

- Yeah, we're good.

Never have I ever pooped
my pants in public.

- I mean, I would never do that.

- Maybe when you passed
out in the desert,

you pooped your pants and--
- I did not.

I would know, I was
wearing a jumpsuit.

- Mm, just slipped
out in the sand.

- I would've found it.

You might think I was
dumb to trust her,

but I don't think she did
anything wrong.

Why are you asking so
many questions about her?

- I just think it's
very interesting

that you've been spotted
with a known criminal.

- What was she arrested for?

- Nothing good.

(phone buzzing)

- Oh, God.

(phone buzzing)
(Olivia groaning)

Hello?

- [Officer Bronson] Hey,
this is Officer Bronson

with the local PD.

I'm looking for Olivia Walker.

- Yeah, yeah. This is her.

- [Officer Bronson] I owe
you an apology.

Yeah, after a really
intense investigation,

we determined that the
person who robbed your house

might be a repeat offender.

So we're gonna do a better
job this time, I promise.

And we're gonna get most of
your stuff back! Probably.

- Thank you.

Holy shit.

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

- Oh my god, Olivia.

You're actually a
really good cook.

You should open a restaurant.

- Oh yeah.

A restaurant where all
we serve is stolen food.

- Yeah, I like that.

- Hey, when was the last
time you even had a hot meal?

- It's been a while.

Wow, your ex-boyfriend sounds
like a douche bag.

Oh my God.

Was there a rebound, at least?

- No, you know, I mean like

I prefer to meet people
the old fashioned way.

You know?
I don't meet anybody ever.

It's the life.

- Whatever, we don't need men.
We're awesome.

- It's true.

Women can bleed seven days
a month and we don't die.

Men can't do that.
- Yeah.

Yeah, we make humans.

- We are incredible.

We belong in museums, you know,

with a hall that's dedicated
to shitty ex-boyfriends

and an entire exhibit
that just focuses

on how they manage to
soak the entire bathroom

every time they get
outta the shower.

- What is that?

I go in to pee, my
socks get soaked,

and all they have to do
is put a little towel down

and wipe it up.

I mean, it covers the
floor everywhere.

- Like it is a soggy gross mess.

I. uh, you're so smart
to stay single.

- I might be married.

- Oh.

I'm sorry?
Please rewind, you might?

How do you not know?

- I don't know.
I mean, it was a few years ago.

I just kind of left one day.

But I think he definitely
filed without me.

You don't need two people, so.

- Oh, I didn't know that.

- Yeah.

- You do have to tell me the
entire story because, what?

- Uh, there's nothing to tell.

I mean, his name was...
Is Carlos.

And he has really,
really good eyes.

He's wonderful, and I was
young and dumb.

- You still seem pretty young.

- Yeah, which goes to show
you how fucking young I was.

- Fair.

- But, I don't know.

I mean, he was safe
and stable and wealthy.

And so I married him.

- So what happened?

- Oh God, it was fucking awful.
It was awful.

It was dinner and
arguments and laundry

and dinner and
arguments and laundry.

And I just, I hated myself.

I hated myself.

I remember distinctly this
one day I was washing clothes

and it was like someone
lifted off these cataracts

and I could finally see
clearly how unhappy I was.

So I got in a van and
I drove away.

- You ran away.

- Yeah.

Yeah, but it worked out.

- Not for him.

I mean, he just must
have been heartbroken.

- Yeah, I'm sure he still is.

Me too, though.

I really, really,
really loved him.

But I was...

I mean, I was dying. And
I just had to save myself.

(gentle music)

- She stayed for weeks
without a problem.

- Well, somebody destroyed
your life tonight.

Who else could it have been?

- Yes, thank you so much.

I'm so excited to be a
part of this team

and a part of this company.

I'm gonna start driving
tomorrow night, I promise.

Thank you.

Thank you, yeah.

(kettle whistling)

Wait, what the fuck?

- What's wrong?

- The IRS is charging me $600

for not registering as a
small business.

- What business?
- I don't know.

I mean, I literally do
not have this money.

- I mean, so how bad would
it be if you don't pay?

- It's bad. Like 'double
the fine' bad.

Why would they do that?

Why would they charge
somebody more money

for not having any money?

That doesn't make any sense.

Like, what am I supposed to do?

Am I supposed to sell my car?

I can't do that, I just got
approved to be a driver.

- So just ignore it.

- That doesn't make it go away.

- Hmm.

You'd be surprised how
far running can get you.

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

Hmm.

Oh.

All right, chica, I got
bad news for you.

- Uh-oh.

- Mm-hm, yeah.
I think I'm gonna go.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, yeah.

I mean, it's been so fun,

but we're not gonna be
hanging out anymore.

You got like your new gig
and everything

and I really wanna get
back on the road.

What, what?

Why are you surprised?

- I'm not, I thought you liked
clean clothes, you know?

- No, don't get me wrong.
Your life has perks.

It does, but it's soul-crushing.

And I come out here and
there's no signal,

there's no shops,
there's no people.

But I'm so happy, you know?

Yeah, I get it.
I like have to get back to this.

- Okay. But what if I
bribed you, right?

I mean, aren't you gonna
miss the ice cream?

- I'll miss you.

Seriously.

Seriously, I don't get along
with a lot of people and

yeah, don't think I realized
how lonely I was.

- Yeah, yeah. I mean
this has been fun.

- Yeah, no, it's been fun.

(birds chirping in distance)

(footsteps crunching)

- So where will you
go after this?

- The desert, I think.

I kinda miss it.
I mean, for now.

- That's nice.
- Yeah.

(doors clicking shut)

(engine whirring)
(car beeping)

- That's a dead battery, right?

- No, it's the engine.

- No, no, no, it has to be
a dead battery.

- No, it's the engine.
A little light came on.

- No, it's not the
fucking engine, Mari.

I can't afford to fix the
fucking engine.

It's a dead battery.

Ugh, fuck!

Oh, God damn it!

Fuck!

Fuck.

- You okay?
- No!

No, Mari, I am not okay!

I did everything I was
supposed to do.

I played by the rules.
I went to college.

I got the good career
and I am fucked.

My God! I bleed money.

I am unhappy, I am broke.

I lost my job, I
lost my savings.

My house fucking terrifies me.

And I can't even go to
the goddamn doctor

because a fucking cavity
could bankrupt me.

Oh my God!

Fuck!

- It's not your fault, Olivia.

- Yes, it is.

There is nowhere else to
place the blame.

I amounted to nothing.

- No, how could you say that?

Wait, why would you say that?

Because you don't have money?

Who cares? It
doesn't define you!

- Then what does?

What?

The house that I don't
even fucking like anymore?

Oh my God, like what did
I do to deserve this?

- Nothing! That is the point!

It's not about you.

Stop blaming yourself.

The life that you were
sold, it doesn't work.

You're not a failure.

You're the opposite!

You survived inside a
broken system.

And the fact that you're
still alive, it's a miracle.

It's incredible.

It's not your fault.
You're not a victim.

You're a hero!

- I don't know what to do.

- Okay?

Okay, I do, I do.

I do, I do.

I do!

Come with me.

- What?

- Look, you don't like this.

You definitely don't need
it 'cause you don't like it.

You say that the house
is all you have,

but you can't even afford it.

You don't like your life.
- No.

- Olivia, come with me.

- Mari, I can't just run
away from everything.

Okay, that's not how it works.

- I'm literally living proof,

and good living proof, I
might add, that you can.

- I don't, I'm...

What if I hate it?

Where do I pee?

- There are holes all
over the world.

Really.

No, listen. I would
really love the company.

There is so much
beauty to my life.

Truly, I can do whatever I want.

I get to travel the world,

I'm constantly
expanding my horizons.

But I don't have anybody,
you know,

'cause everyone
thinks I'm insane.

So if you're down, let's go
on some adventures. Together!

(Olivia chuckles)

- Uh...

Yeah, okay.

- Oh my God!

You have no idea how
happy that makes me.

- Okay, um, so where
do we begin?

- We gotta get outta the house.

- You can't break the lease!

- Lou, I am trapped in a
house that's wrecking my life.

So I'm asking you
politely, how do I get out?

- Okay, clearly the lease
says in very big letters,

tenants may vacate early

if they pay a fee equal
to two months rent.

- Jesus Christ! So I have
to forfeit my deposit?

- Yes. In addition to the fee.

- In addition?

Lou! That's
thousands of dollars!

That's like, that's like
four months rent.

I can't pay that!

Okay, so what would happen
if I just, I disappear?

Poof! She's gone.

What happens then?

- Then Gilbert and Main
is gonna sue your ass.

Okay?

And they're gonna
come for it hard.

I've seen 'em do it.

Look. Olive. I like you. I do!

No, you're pretty, you're smart.

You're fun to look at.

And I can tell them that,
but they're not gonna care.

Trust me, I know them.

They're gonna come
for their money

and then they're gonna put
you on a tenant blacklist.

- I don't know what that is.

- It's bad news bears, baby!
You don't wanna be on it!

It tells all future landlords

that you are a risky
little biscuit, okay?

And then they can charge you
whatever they want for rent.

- Why would you raise rent

on somebody who's already
struggling to pay rent?

That's not fucking fair.

- Don't blame Lou.

You signed the contract.

- Alright.

You know, there's gotta be
an exemption here, right?

Like because of the break-in?

- No, because the
police report I read

said that you clearly
lost a spare key,

which makes it your fault.

- Lou, you told them
to write that.

- There's a third key.

- Where?
- There's always a third key!

- Show me the proof.

- There is no proof!
Because you lost it.

So maybe somebody found it.

I don't know.

So if you wanna vacate early,

you owe us four months rent.
Plus the price of the key!

(gentle music)

(Olivia screaming)

(Mari speaking in Spanish)

- All right. Sure you
don't wanna come?

Last chance to change your mind.

- I can't.
I don't know how.

- Oh, it's super simple.

You just get in the van and
then we go have an adventure.

Get in the van! Get in the van!

- You know I can't.

- Yes, you can.
Let's do it.

- No, Mari. I'm not like you.
I can't just run away.

You know, I need
everything nice and perfect

so I can come back to it if
I don't like it on the road.

- But my life is awesome.

- For you, but you run
all the time.

I mean, your only
move is to move.

And for me, that's
irresponsible.

I wanna fix my life,
not escape it.

- All right.

That's just not gonna happen
unless you burn it all down

and start from scratch.

- That would be arson.

- I didn't mean literally burn
down the house. Although...

(tense music)

- No.

- It would get you
outta the lease.

- No! That's super illegal.

- No, we can't get caught.
That's the trick.

- Nope.

- There's no clear motive.
Do you have renter's insurance?

- Stop.
- Why?

This house is bleeding you
dry and no one's helping out.

But if it burns down, you
don't have to pay rent.

And we can run away.

- We are not gonna do that.

- It'd be so fun.

- That's crossing a line.

I already told you I
don't wanna hurt people.

- Olivia, it's property damage.
Who cares?

- Oh my god! Mari, stop!

Look, I'm gonna tell you one
time: you are way out of line.

This is the end of the road.

I'm sorry that you thought

you had a partner in
crime or whatever,

but I'm clearly not the
person you need me to be

so would you please just
shut the fuck up?

- I did this.

- What?

- Look at this strong-ass lady

saying exactly what she feels.

I did this and I'm impressed!

Although I completely disagree
with everything you just said.

All right.

I guess I'm just gonna go
live my awesome life alone.

- Okay, well, at least
keep in touch.

- Chao, guapita. Te quiero!

(door whirring shut)

- And that was the last time
I ever saw Mari Navarro.

- Was there any bad blood
when she left?

- She seemed fine.
We left on good terms.

But Mari would never hurt me.

Unless there's
something in her record

that I don't know about.

- She was a bad influence.

- Okay, but that's not illegal.

So what was she arrested for?

- With all due respect, this
is not our focus right now.

- With all due respect,
that is my focus right now.

That woman called
herself my friend,

and lived in my house
for like a month, sir.

I need to know if I'm safe.

What was she arrested for?

- You call her your friend.

That concerns us.

- What was she arrested for?

What was she arrested for?

What was she arrested for?

- She hopped trains!

She crossed state lines on
federally-regulated property.

That is a felony.

- Oh my god.

- You're laughing and
I hate that.

- Trains?

- There are laws in
this country!

I enforce those laws! To
protect those train lines!

To protect us from
ruffians like Mari Navarro!

- You should put her on
a watch list.

- I took an oath!

You take an oath?
No, you didn't take an oath.

I have to investigate
every lead in this case,

that you laugh at, this
case! It's my responsibility.

Do you understand?

Then tell me what happened next.

- I tried to make rent.

(gentle music)

Officer Bronson, do you
have a second?

- Hey, look who it is!
Fancy girl.

- We need to talk.

- Haven't we talked enough?
- No!

I need to make money.

- We can't do this without HR.

- Please, I need help.

- I'm trying, but we
can't find a lead.

- I know that you're lying.

- What do you want?

- A job.
I'll work off the books.

I won't ask for benefits
or raises or anything.

- There's nothing in the
budget for that.

- How hard did you look?

- As hard as I could.

But there's no security
cameras near your house.

- I could sue you, you know.

- Come on.

You know you can't afford
a better lawyer than mine.

- Why won't anyone help me?

- It's not my problem.

- It's not my problem.

- It's not my problem.

- Well, I'm sure that Officer
Bronson did his very best.

And you know, we really
only solve 4% of burglaries.

- Those are not good odds.

- It's better than nothing.

And I still wanna call
in Mari Navarro.

Do you have any idea
where we can find her?

- She lives off-grid.

I'd be surprised if any
of us ever saw her again.

(paper rustling)

(house creaks)

(ominous music)

(fire crackling)

(paper rustling)
(fire crackling continues)

(paper rustling continues)
(fire crackling continues)

(paper rustling continues)
(fire crackling continues)

(gentle music)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

- Hey! What are you doing here?

- I wanna burn down the house.

- Can you repeat that?

- I said she was my friend.

Friends don't hurt each other.

- Are you for real?

- Yeah.

I do have a plan. But I
need your help.

- Fuck yes.

- And around now is when you
first reported the gas leak?

- Yeah.

Oh! I have footage.

(Lou knocking on door)

- Olive. So glad you called.

- Thank you so much for coming.

- Absolutely.

- I was so scared.

- These gas leaks are no joke,
baby.

I would be remiss in my duties
if I didn't come over here

and sniff it out myself.
(Lou sniffs)

So where is it?

- Over by the stove.

- Ah. That makes sense.

Good, good, good, good, good.

It's only gonna take a minute.

Just gotta come in here
and sniff out every corner.

(Lou sniffing)

You know, methane's
actually odorless.

That's what makes it
so dangerous.

And it was actually
the gas company

that came along later and
added the sulfur compound

to make it smell like
rotten eggs.

- Oh.
- I personally like the smell.

(Olivia chuckles)

Anyways, that's not
what I'm smelling here.

I'm smelling, except
for maybe some incense

or... Are you wearing perfume?

- I am!
Yeah, do you like it?

- I do. I like it a lot.

- Thank you.

Wait, so you don't think
that there's a problem?

I just could have sworn
that I smelled gas

when I turned on the oven.

- That's because
it's a gas oven.

- Right, of course.

- You're gonna smell gas.

Sometimes when you click
these little things here,

a little gas comes out
before the flame hits it,

so that could be what
you're smelling again.

But I'm...

- Oh, hello.

- Lou, I'm so sorry.

I hate to think I made you
come all the way out here

just for no reason.

- Well, that's what happens

when you don't have
a man around.

- Is that a service that
Gilbert and Main can provide?

(Lou laughing)

- We could. We could.

- Lou, while I have you here,

do you mind just checking
the rest of the house for me?

Just for my own peace of mind?

I would be so grateful.

- Absolutely, whatever you want.

- And do you mind if I film it?

Just so I know where
to look in the future?

- So all you have to
do is just sniff here.

Sniff over here.

That's literally the only
way to check for gas leaks.

Did I teach you something new?

- And this is just a
few days ago?

- Yeah. I think it's
timestamped.

- She has footage of you
checking the house

for gas leaks?

- There wasn't a problem.

That was fun.

I mean it.

Ah, it's a beautiful day.

More beautiful 'cause of you.

- Thank you, so sorry to
have wasted your time.

- No, no, no, no, no.

You can call me anytime.

I mean that, really.

- Actually, you know, you
once mentioned

that there were other
ways I could make payments

if I was a little short on cash.

I was just wondering if
that was still an option.

- How about we talk about
it over dinner?

- I'd like that.

- I like you.

Toodles.

- Bye.

- And were you aware that
Gilbert and Main

specifically prohibits romantic
or sexual relationships

between tenants and employees?

- No! Was that in the lease?

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A toast. To the landlords.

- May they burn in hell.

- And on earth.

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(knocking on door)

- Damn, girl.

- Let's have some fun.

- So my notes say that you
left the house at 8:00 PM.

Did you smell gas heading out?

- Of course.

(door rattling)

- And you didn't tell
your property manager?

- No. I didn't wanna
sound like an idiot.

- This doesn't look
good for you.

- Oh, what are you,
'Murder She Wrote'?

Welcome to Chateau Lou!

Please make yourself at home.

(gentle music)

Do you mind taking
your shoes off?

- No, thank you.

- Okay.

Hope you're not
lactose intolerant.

Had the girl fix up
a little charcuterie.

Ooh, prosciutto.

(dishes clattering)

Lights, dim.

Light dim.

Dim the lights.

Kitchen light dim.

A little mood lighting.

Hope you like really good wine.

So what should we toast to?

- To the landlords. For
bringing us together.

- To Gilbert and Main.

(glasses clink)

You're not supposed to, okay.

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Do you like my place?

- It's expensive.

- Yeah, I own it.

I own the one across
the street too.

You wanna see it?

- Honestly, I'm good.

Like, I don't care
about any of this.

Your house, your paycheck,
your stupid cheese.

Like none of this matters.

- Okay, I thought you
liked expensive things.

My bad.

- I mean, I used to.
But things change.

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- I like stuff.

I have a lot of stuff.

- Good for you.

But what did you do to
deserve two houses

when some people
can't afford one?

(dramatic music)

- Property is natural.

Even bears have territory.

- Yeah, but a bear
fights for it.

What was your fight?

Did you kick and claw and
bite and scream?

Or did you get a loan
straight from your parents?

Did daddy help you out?

(car alarm blaring)

I think we all deserve the
chance to make a good life.

And that just isn't happening.

(dramatic music)

But I wanna fight
until it's true.

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- You're not fun.

- That's too bad. 'Cause
I'm having a fucking blast.

(dramatic music)

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(sirens wailing)

- So you leave your property
manager's house at 10?

- Yeah.

I wouldn't call the date
smooth or successful,

but my car is broken so
Lou drove me home.

- To the gas leak.

- It was already burning
when I arrived.

(dramatic music)
(sirens wailing)

I spent so much time working
for the stuff in that house.

That stuff could have paid my
rent. And to watch it burn?

(Olivia whimpers)

Do you have any idea
what it's like

to realize your entire life
has amounted to nothing?

It's the worst thing
that's ever happened to me.

And bad things happen
all the time.

(dramatic music)

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- She's playing you.

- Is she?

Because we had reports of
property damage all over town

and it seems to me like a
bunch of vandals

let loose a stray firecracker,

which burned down the house of
a negligent property manager

who ignored a gas leak to
sleep with one of his tenants.

I don't think the insurance
company's gonna like that.

You'd be better off
dropping the charges.

- What if Gilbert and Main
ups their annual donation?

Will that help?

- Sorry Lou, but I feel
for this girl.

You ever been broken into?

It fucking sucks.

(Olivia sniffling)

- Well, lookie here.
My favorite tenant.

- Lou! What are you doing here?

- I have a surprise.

Open it.

(envelope rustling)

(gentle music)

It is your security
deposit. Two months rent.

We are legally required
to refund a deposit

if the tenant doesn't
damage the house.

And given that there is
no house, that is yours.

- Huh.

- 'Huh' is right.

It worked out for you,
didn't it?

And your ex! Half of
that is his.

- Oh, believe me.

He'll get every cent
that he's owed.

- Listen, I hope you won't
tell Gilbert and Main

about our little get-together.

- No. I wouldn't want
you to lose your job.

I'll remember this.

- Hey, Olivia.

Are you happy the
house burned down?

- No. But it's the only thing
that solved my problems.

So, if you don't like it,
find a better solution.

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- Are we good?

- Yeah, we're good.

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