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Jules!

Jules!

You can't hide from me.

We need to talk this out!

Jules...

Jules, come out here.

Don't make me come
in there and get you.

Jules.

I came here to start over,
to try again.

You hit me.

You hit me with divorce papers.

That can never happen.

You're scaring me, Billy.

I'm scared of myself.

What do you want from me?

I am your husband.
You are my wife!

My god, Billy, what did you do?

We gotta go!
We gotta get--oh!

You told me you loved me.

We stood
in front of everybody.

Billy, it's over.
You gotta let me--

For better or for worse.
In sickness and in health.

- Let me go!
- Till death do us part!

Come on, Billy!

Billy, come on, we have to go!

Billy, the house is burning!
We gotta go now!

I'm going to get help.

Call 911!

Jules!
Help! Help!

Oh my god, Billy!

Billy, no, no.

♪ I am ethereal ♪

♪ It's an honor to
be in my presence ♪

♪ It's a blessing for you ♪

♪ To have my
undivided attention ♪

♪ I'm not mad ♪

♪ I've made peace
with the past ♪

♪ That doesn't mean
for a second ♪

♪ That I'd bring you back ♪

- Morning, Jules.
- Good morning, Kenny.

Any day now.

Uh-huh, now that's what
you told me two weeks ago.

I know, but I mean it this time.

Mm, you need to quit
lying to me, Kenny.

- See you later!
- Yeah. Have a good day.

♪ With positive energy ♪

♪ That abundance is flowing
in and out of this body ♪

♪ Mm, how sweet, ooh ♪

♪ I claim my claim
wholeheartedly ♪

♪ With positive energy ♪

♪ That abundance is flowing ♪

♪ That I feel my ecstasy ♪

♪ I am a goddess ♪

♪ The entry cost to me
is what you see ♪

♪ Which is a high,
high fine thing ♪

♪ So don't pay it lightly ♪

♪ I'd rather be left
alone to the beat ♪

Hey.

- Well, good morning!
- Good morning.

- You're here early.
- I can come back.

You can help me with
some of these easels.

We're not doing our
self-portraits today?

Nope, everybody
gets a clean canvas.

It's free paint day.

Okay.

Do you mind if I take a look?

Go ahead.

Oh my god.
Jules, that's beautiful.

And it's powerful,
the way that the yellow,

it draws your eyes up from
the almost black near the base.

It's shaded in deep blues.

Now that I look at it,
it's kind of provocative.

Cool colors tend
to fade, but here,

the blue really pops.

Strength where it's unexpected.

Strength when it's discovered.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'd love to hear
more about your process.

About you.

Jules?

Is it against the rules
to ask you out on a date?

Mine or the class's?

Yours.

No.

No to the date or to the rules?

To the date.

Ah.

Why?

It's complicated.

I can handle complicated.

I'm not ready?

So you'll think about it?

No, but thank you.

All right, class!

Welcome back to the
self-portrait class.

Today we are gonna do
something a little different.

You're gonna start
with a fresh canvas.

And I want you to dig
deep down inside and...

and paint how you feel.

Let me see it.

Let me see your colors
in all your hues.

What has gotten into
that Inge today?

She think we're all
Olympians or something?

Well, you are in
the baddest shape

of anyone in that class.

I'm not badder than Inge.

That Norse bitch!

Well, my ass thanks her.

Ah, yes.

So?

What's the tea
with the hot engineer?

Paul?

Please, of course Paul.

Did he push for the date yet?

Yes.

And you said yes.

I woke up in a panic last night.

I could actually feel
Billy's hands around my neck.

Maybe you shouldn't
be back at the house.

You know, the upstairs
is not done yet.

And with all the people
coming and going--

I know.
I know, but I'm--

I'm actually enjoying
it, you know?

I get to pick out
all the colors.

The designs are mine alone.

It's like everything
he tore down,

I get to rebuild,
like a rebirth.

Just not with the house--
with me too, you know?

Remember what you told me
that first night?

I will not live in fear.

Damn straight.

Going back to school.

Opening your studio.

Building your
business every day.

Everybody wants
a peek at the freak!

The people in this town,
they all think I killed Billy.

- Jules...
- What, you didn't know?

I'm the Lethal Lover.

The Hardcore Husband Killer.

Stop, okay? Stop.

You are the strongest,
most courageous woman I know.

I'm not.

But I appreciate the praise.

That's what friends are for.

And as far as I can see,

just another reason to get
up on that yummy engineer

so he can get down on you.

Uh, I don't need another
reason to date Paul.

Oh, hello, okay!

Did he spill paint and have
to take his shirt off again?

Mm...

Okay, I need the deets.

Uh-huh, I will give
them to you later.

But I gotta go get
cleaned up so I can see Ron.

I thought you saw
Dr. Ron on Thursdays.

Yeah, I'm back at
twice a week again.

Can't squeeze all
my crazy into one session.

I can't rush my recovery.

I need...time.

Whoo!

It's colder than death in here!

Kenny?

Yeah?

Uh, I had this set
at 75 during the day.

I didn't change it.

It's now at 50.

Right, let me look at it.

System seems to be okay.

You know, one of the workers
probably messed with it.

- I'll ask them, okay?
- Okay. Thanks.

Oh, your back deck's
almost done.

It's gonna be beautiful.
You open up those doors,

it's gonna feel like your
entire living room is outside.

You gettin' me
through this, Kenny.

You gettin' me through!

- Thank you!
- You bet.

And when I saw
the thermostat set low,

I froze.

Even years from now, something
could happen to trigger you.

Your first thought
will be Billy.

That's what long-term
trauma does.

It actually changes the brain.

He liked it cold.

I mean, really cold.

We used to fight about it,
control over the thermostat.

Dana used to say, "Cold hands,
cold heart, close to death."

Hm.

You know, b-before
he actually died.

You won't always be so scared.

The brain is wired
for survival, though.

Takes time to learn
new responses.

Give it time.

When we can calm
our fear response,

we can see things clearly.

Make a rational decision instead
of one based off of fear.

Yeah, exactly.

How long did it take
you to calm down?

Well, it felt like
it was forever,

but I guess about
a minute or two.

And how long would
it have taken you

just a couple of months ago?

Uh-huh, Dana would've
had to come over

and check under every bed,

then have some wine with me,
probably spend the night.

You're not the woman you were.

That's true.
Thanks to you.

Oh, you get all
the credit for that,

and your classes.
You have a gift for this.

Helping people,
it comes naturally to you.

You know, in the
short time I taught,

I've seen the emotion
that I can pull from people.

I'm putting a show together.

Of your work?
That's wonderful.

Not just of mine.

Um, some of my students
from my self-portrait class.

I could see them staring
at themselves on canvas,

finding healing and direction.

Jules the art therapist.

Jules the art teacher, now.

Hey, you're an artist
no matter what.

Nuh-oh, I know that look.

You wanna cut our session
short so you can go paint.

No, that's not...

I mean...

I wanna capture this feeling,

but I don't even
know what to call it.

It's called fulfillment, Jules.
Nobody deserves it more.

Jules Moss?

Jules Baker.
Moss was my married name.

I'm Detective Walker.
This is Detective Young.

We're sorry to bother you.

We just have a few questions.

- Can we come inside?
- Now?

My house is being renovated.
It's not a good time.

We don't mind.
It'll only be a few moments.

Yeah.

Okay, I guess you gonna
do what you wanna do.

I--I don't understand.
Why are you here, Detective?

We need to talk about June 5th.

- The night of the fire.
- Yeah, I remember that night.

It's kind of burned in my head.

Well, we just need to go over
the details one more time.

Oh, from when my husband
tried to murder me?

No, no, no, no.

See, I've worked very hard
to move past that night.

I don't see why you
can't do the same.

We have new evidence suggesting

that your house fire
wasn't an accident.

The gas line was tampered with.

And given your relationship
with the deceased,

- you are a person of interest.
- I'm sorry.

You--you think
I torched my own home?

Now, why would I do that?

Well, why don't you tell us?

You left your husband
in that house.

He died in that fire, Ms. Baker.

He tried to kill me in
that fire, Detective Walker!

But the fire is now suspicious,

and given your
complicated history--

It's not complicated.

He made my life hell.
I reported it.

I couldn't get a
restraining order

because they told me you
can't press charges for words.

Hm.

You stand to gain a lot
of money from his death.

Yeah?

It seems like enough reason to--

Off my husband?

You want motive?
How about alimony?

Billy Moss made a lot of money.

I had every reason to keep him
alive for a long, long time--

away from me, but alive.

Well, you've been
spending a lot of money,

rebuilding the house.

And after such
a short grieving process,

you started a new relationship.

Oh, I'm sorry.
It is new, isn't it?

Are you following me?

We have been keeping an
eye on you here at the house

and at the gallery.

I knew I saw
someone at the gallery.

Jesus Christ, you people!

Here's how it's
gonna go, Ms. Baker.

Jules?

Oh my god, don't shoot.
I'm just the neighbor.

Naomi, what are you doing here?

- Uh...
- I'm sorry.

I saw the squad car out front,

so I wanted to make
sure you were okay.

I'm fine.

But when an officer
pulls a gun in my house,

it's time for you to leave.

You are done here--
right, Officers?

Detectives.

And yes, thank you.

Oh, one more thing.

Given the circumstances,
the insurance companies

are more than happy to wait

until we've finished our
investigation before paying out.

Good luck on your renovation.

And if you think of
anything that might help

with our investigation,
please feel free to call.

And I'm sorry.

I can't believe this!

That was crazy!
Are you okay?

Yeah--no--

God, god, I don't know.

I thought I had put
all this behind me.

And now they think
I killed Billy?

That's crazy!

It's not surprising,
the way that people talk.

And they've been watching
me at the gallery.

They think I've started up
a new relationship.

You started a new relationship?

No.

But I can if I want to.
It's my life.

Billy doesn't
control it anymore.

- Right.
- God.

Think I can get one of those?

Yeah, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I'm sorry about
that bottle, too.

Ah, don't worry about it.
We can clean it up later.

Okay.

Thanks for coming over.

You know me.

Butting in is kind of my jam.

Man, I am so grateful
I have Ron.

- Is that the new guy?
- What? No.

There--there's no guy.
Ron is my therapist.

He's been keeping me
sane ever since Billy.

I don't know how I'd
survive without him.

Promise me you'll call me
if you need anything, okay?

Okay.

I'm serious,
like, anything at all.

You know I'm all about us being
friends, not just neighbors.

Well, thank you,
I appreciate it.

Cheers!

Shhhhhh...

You look beautiful.

Thank you.
So do you.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

I'm looking forward
to this date.

The police came to your house?
Why?

They think that I...

Oh, forget it.

No, don't do that.

For real, tell me.

Well, didn't you hear?
I'm a killer date.

Oh.

And bringing a killer on
the first date to a taco truck,

that's a bit risky.

But it's a slam dunk for
me, so you get to live.

Oh, I see, you like Mexican.

I love Mexican.
Billy hated it

and I was never
allowed to eat tacos,

and now all I wanna do
is eat tacos.

Never allowed?

Jeez.

I guess some people
are like that.

They can't stand to
see anyone happy.

They always gotta
find a way to ruin it.

Nah, he wasn't always like that.

But man, towards the end?

That must've been hard
for you to live with.

You're the exact opposite.

What do you mean?

Uh, I studied you
a bit in class.

Mm-hmm!

Oh!

Last week,
you seemed a bit down.

But when Louisa was so excited
to paint light and shadows,

you glowed.

You had this inner joy.

You...you magnified it.

Well, she killed it.

Yeah.

I mean, painting
light is very hard.

Will you tell it?

Should we order some more?

I mean, it being my first date,
I'm supposed to eat like a lady.

But can we get four more
carne asadas, extra jalapeños?

Wanna feel the burn!

Okay!
I think they got you.

- I have a question.
- Mm-hmm?

Have you ever taken
martial arts classes?

Really!

Oh, I can teach you a few moves.

Oh?

Wait, wait, no, wait.

Defensive moves.

Uh-huh.

I've been training
since I was nine years old.

I was--I was like the
little Black karate kid.

- Wah!
- Watch out.

Oh, yup, oh, oh!

If I had some
chopsticks, I would--

I would catch a fly right now.

No, and you know,
I still--I still train.

I help out at the
dojo on 7th and Main.

- Karate engineer.
- Mm-hmm.

I'd love to see that.

Really? Anytime.

They do a--they do
a class Saturday mornings.

They teach self-defense.

And then after that, the--
You know what?

You should come to see the kids.

Have to see the kids.

They're so inspiring to watch.

You can actually
see their growth

from one class to the next.

Billy!

What?

Uh, I thought I saw my
husband, dead husband.

Where?

Over there by those trees?

But I--I know I didn't see him
'cause he's not alive.

My god, what is wrong with me?

Jules, look at me.

Nothing is wrong with you.

I wouldn't be so sure.

Every day I'm glad
that bastard's dead.

I know that's a
terrible thing to say.

You wanna talk about it?

I do, but...another night.

Well, here's to another night.

- So you're okay?
- I am, I am.

Hey, I...thought I
left that light on.

You sure?

Y-yeah.

Never mind.

I can go in there and
check it out for you.

No, it's--it's probably nothing.

Okay, well, I had fun tonight.

Me too.

Wait, what was that?

What was that?

Abby?

Abby?

Oh, hi, I'm sorry, I didn't--

I didn't mean to
interrupt anything.

No, no, it's okay.

I'm, um, looking for Abby?

- Abby?
- My cat.

Well, we just got home.
I haven't seen her.

Okay.

Who's this?

- This is Paul.
- Paul, Naomi.

- It's nice to meet you, Paul.
- Nice to meet you as well.

You know, I'll just--I'll
just get out of your way.

- Didn't mean--sorry.
- No, no, it's okay.

Um, good night, Paul.

- I'll call you tomorrow?
- Please.

- It's nice meeting you.
- Nice to meet you too.

Did I just interrupt some
pre-smashing of some sort?

No, no, no, no, no.

Okay, well, that's
the guy, right?

Yeah, that's the guy.

I'll let you know if
I see Abby in the backyard.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Welcome.

Night.

What the hell?

How is it set to 75?

Jules?

It's just me,
it's just me, just me.

What are you doing here?

I got a notification on my
phone about your thermostat.

I came to fix it.

I just--I thought it
might override the system.

Seriously, you just
let yourself in?

No, no, I--I
knocked on the door.

I rang the bell.

I thought I was
gonna be in and out.

I forgot my toolbox.

- See?
- Yeah.

Well, I guess
I'll see you tomorrow.

- We're good?
- Yeah, we're good.

Okay.

When was the
last time you slept?

I didn't last night.

The thermostat, the seeing
something in the park, I get.

But that picture?
Who put that there?

Maybe one of the
construction guys found it.

Didn't know whether
to throw it out or not.

Consider sitting down, Jules.

Okay.

Okay.

I think I saw my dead husband,
who the cops think I murdered,

so there's that.

I get it.
There's a lot going on.

But you know how
to calm yourself.

You have learned the techniques.

Remember what we practiced?

Yeah.

Close my eyes,
take three breaths in,

take three breaths out,
open my eyes.

It's like a mini reset.
So go ahead.

Man, that really works.

Well, you might need to take
a few more of them breaths

before I hit you with this.

What now?

The insurance company.

They're stopping payment
on Billy's policy

and the home policy
pending police investigation.

That sucks.

Totally, but I figured
a way to run the numbers.

You can keep the work
going on the house.

Just one request.

- Paul.
- Oh?

Forget all this nonsense and
keep that second date with him.

He makes you smile.

It's a good look on you.

♪ Oh, we had great plans ♪

♪ And we played by the rules ♪

♪ But we lost our way ♪

♪ 'Cause no one's fireproof ♪

♪ Sometimes dreams,
they seem true ♪

Jules!

Oh my god, oh...

Come on.

Okay.

Oh.

♪ We're in this together,
we're in this together ♪

♪ Ain't giving up tonight ♪

♪ We're in this together,
we're in this together ♪

Five minutes late.
There was traffic and I'm so--

Is Ron in his of--

Helen, what's wrong?

Ron was in an accident!

Oh my god!

He's in the hospital,
on life support.

What happened?

He was just out jogging.

And he got hit by a car.

- Is he gonna be okay?
- Listen, I don't know.

I don't know,
I don't have time for this.

I just have to still
make all these calls,

and I have to let
his patients know.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Ms. Baker.

What, you following me
again, Detective Walker?

No, absolutely not.

I'm here investigating
an accident.

Ron Winslow?

- How do you know?
- He's my therapist.

I had an appointment
with him today.

Is he okay?

It's not good.

He didn't make it.
Hit-and-run.

Witness says they saw
a car speeding off, but...

that's all we got.

We will find who did this.

Count on it.

Excuse me.

Oh, um...

Can I ask you a question?

Yeah.

Where were you this morning?

I'm so sorry.

Man, I only got this far
because of you and Ron,

and now...

It's okay.

His memory will always
be a blessing to you

and you're not alone.

You got God, and I'm here.

And we aren't going anywhere.

Thank you.

I know it's a lot,

but the best way for
you to honor his memory

is by remembering his advice.

He always said you were
stronger than you know.

This didn't
look like this yesterday.

Yeah.

The bright yellow
in my life is gone.

Listen, um, I'm sorry.

Maybe you've signed up for
some lightweight kind of crazy,

but...

that's cute, and maybe
a little exciting.

I can handle
a little crazy, Jules.

No, you don't want this
kind of crazy coming at ya.

I'm talking like
5150 lock-her-up crazy.

I just don't think
I can handle this right now.

If you don't want
to see me, I get it.

Okay? But...

Maybe I can help you.

As friends.

- How?
- By teaching you.

Making sure that you never
have to fear anyone else again.

Now, I don't know if
it works on ghosts...

I'm sorry.

But we can give it a try.

Okay.

Okay, I'm ready.

Nice.

Good, right.

Good, good.

Nice look.

Yeah, I guess
I forgot to tell you

I'm a crash test dummy.

I'm the assailant that
the women usually come after.

- Ah.
- Mm-hmm.

Jules, Miranda.
Miranda, Jules.

She is our fearless leader.

- Very nice to meet you.
- You too.

Make sure you watch out for her.
She kicks ass--mostly mine.

All right, so there's
three self-defense moves

that every woman should know.

The first is
the open hand strike.

Hah!

Second is kick to the groin.

Yah!

Or a knee to the groin,
if you're close enough.

Hah!

I know,
it's a lot, I know.

You're in good hands, all right?
We got you.

Miranda, let's put 'em
all together for her.

Got it.

Okay, plan B.

Uh, maybe I should
just get a gun.

Um, gun is not usually
the best answer.

Are you prepared
to shoot somebody?

Oh, no.

Mm, just that
hesitation right there.

Just one quick move.

Your opponent has disarmed you
and now they have your weapon.

Never point a gun unless
you're prepared to shoot.

Okay.

Teach me.

Let's do it.

Okay, so it's two objectives.

One, you always wanna get free.

Two, run away.

First thing I'mma do
is I'm gonna teach you

how to throw a
knee into my groin.

Oh, god, okay.

All right, what you wanna do is
you wanna take your--your hand,

put it on my shoulder, and
then you're gonna hold my wrist.

- Okay.
- Drive your knee into my groin.

All right, let's try.

- You're fine, go ahead.
- Okay.

Mm!

Harder.

- I don't wanna hurt you!
- Jules, go!

- I'm doing it!
- Harder!

All right, all right.

This ain't the kids' class.

Okay, okay, okay.

- Come on, do it hard.
- That was hard!

No, it was--do it hard!
I got this gear on, you're good.

- All right, okay.
- Let's go.

Don't grab my wrist--

Oh my god, I am so sorry.

No, um...that
was--that was better.

Oh my god.

Billy.

Are you okay?

Stick with me.

No...

I want you to see with
your mind and your eyes,

and then your body.

Take your left
arm, swing it across!

Break the grip.

Get free, run away.

Okay, I usually have to
do deep breaths for this,

but this works too.

You know...

I never met anyone like
Billy before in my life.

I mean, he could
make standing in line

feel like the best date ever.

We married three
months after we met.

- Really?
- Yeah.

In the beginning,
we were so in love.

Unstoppable.

You couldn't tell us nothin'.

And then, about a month in,

he had his first
bout with depression.

He was unhappy, and
because he was unhappy,

I had to be unhappy too.

I'm sorry.

He knew he had
this control over me.

It was, like,
protective at first.

And then...

demeaning.

He was never happy with me.
My hair, my clothes.

I wasn't perfect in his eyes.

He let me know it,
and I believed him, too.

You think I'm crazy, huh?

No, I don't think you're crazy.
You loved him.

You wanted to see
the best in him.

Yeah, but then it got worse.

You don't have to tell me.

It was all about my art.

He knew how it made me feel.

He even tried to get me
to stop going to art class.

But I was determined.

Good.

One night, he was
in the backyard.

I came out.

All of my paintings,
he destroyed them.

- What?
- Yeah.

Um, when I tried to
regain my balance,

he just knocked me
right back down,

telling me I wasn't
talented, I was a waste.

But I fought back.

I fought toe to toe,
you know, like...

- sticking up for myself.
- As you should.

But then I realized
I couldn't stop him.

And I remember, man.
I remember his face every time.

It was like...

Like he was satisfied

with destroying me every time.

And--and then
that's when I knew,

if I did not get out,
he would win.

But...I didn't leave.

I stayed.

I stopped--stopped
fighting, just took it...

his words.

And then I would
be like, you know,

go into, like, a comatose state.

Try to disassociate.

I--I know it was a survival
technique at that point,

you know, like playing dead?

Yeah.

To get to that point,
to...

to go there...

it killed my spirit.

Did he ever hit you?

No, not until that night.

And now every image of
him is violent, you know?

Him grabbing me,
grabbing my wrist,

his hands around my throat.

It's all I see
when I think of him.

But today--

let me tell you
what I realized today.

On that mat, I realized

that my spirit, this spirit,

has so much more life to live.

And I'm ready to fight back.

Let's do it.

Let's do it!

I'm ready to use this one.

- No!
- Yes!

- Not that one!
- Mm-hmm.

I've had enough of
that one for today.

I feel so good.

I feel...strong.

I feel like my energy's up.

Of course, you know, sure I was
a bit awkward in the beginning,

but I know some moves now,

and I'm ready for him
if he's coming for me.

- Billy?
- Whoever's coming for me.

Okay, warrior queen.

But there's something.

Maybe Billy's coming
at ya from the grave.

What's the matter?
What is it?

I did a deep dive into
your home finances, and...

Billy spent a lot
of money each month.

A lot more than he made.

How is that even possible?

The shade of it all.

He was careful to
cover his tracks.

But obviously, he had
another income stream.

Am I involved in
something illegal?

I'll go through it.
But the good news is...

no matter how hard you try to
hide it, money leaves a trail.

The dark always
comes into the light.

What the hell?
Who covered the paintings?

It was him.
I know it was him.

Who?

Billy.

Can you see him?

No, of course not.

Oh my god, the art pieces.

Oh, come on, no.

Please, please, please,
please, please, please...

Okay.

All right, all right.

Please no, please no, please no.

Thank god.

I'm surprised he didn't
destroy this one.

You know what?

We gotta get these
projects outta here.

They're way too important
and they mean so much.

Why are you so
convinced it's him?

Because he always found a
way to diminish what I do.

But he can't do that now.

- Not anymore.
- I know, but--

But he's dead.

He's dead.
Billy is dead.

Don't you think it's
time to accept that?

See, I knew I couldn't
be this person for you.

You--you just have this
idea of me, this picture--

I can't be all bright
and shiny for you.

I don't need you to be
bright and shiny, Jules--

You know what?

What are you doing?

- That's what you want?
- No, that's not what I want.

You know what?
Come on, I'm taking you--

I can find
my own way home.

This is who I am, Paul.

And you can't handle it.

You need to go.

Leave. Go.

What is that?

Oh man, come on.

Damn boys.

Jules.

Billy?

Billy!

Don't stab me, I just--I just--

Naomi!

Sorry, I thought that,

just with everything that
you're going through,

it might be a nice gesture.

What is--

Did you see anyone?

Did you see anybody?

What?

Did you see anyone
outside my window?

No, no, there's no one out here.

What--

What is going on?

I'm sorry, Naomi, I gotta
get the hell outta here.

Kenny, change the locks.
I'll explain later.

Dana, it's--it's Jules.

I need you to meet
me at our spot.

I'm really freaking
out right now.

Jules!

It's me, are you okay?

I saw Billy.

You're scaring me.

He was there.

There was this...

This one time, he got
really angry about dinner

and he--he put all the food
in the garbage disposal

and let it run all night long,
and it just made this sound.

Clunk, clunk,
clunk, clunk all night.

And I heard it.

You're not making any sense.

Why don't you believe me?

You have to sleep.

No.

You have to stop.
He's dead.

No, he is coming for me.

They found his body.

We went to his funeral.

- He's gone.
- He's coming for me.

Look, I know this
is gonna sound crazy, but--

I'm a lawyer!

I'm used to crazy.

I need you to file for
a new restraining order.

Against your ex-husband?

He's harassing me!

He's dead! Jules!

I told you, he tampered with
my home, with my appliances.

And I...

I think that he
killed my therapist.

Do you have any proof?

I'm here.

Oh, fantastic.

Um, Jules was just filling
me in on how her ex-husband,

her dead husband, is,
uh, harassing her.

What have you got?

She's not far off.

You're not gonna believe this.

Jules, do you have any idea how
much money you and Billy had?

Not to the penny, but...

I mean, we had
joint checking account

and a little bit of savings.

Well, I found a
bit more than that.

How much more?

$10 million in hidden,
undisclosed accounts.

$10 mil--no, that's impossible.

Billy's firm did a lot
of business involving

local city zoning
and real estate loans.

It's entirely plausible
he was embezzling money

and had been for years.

But these accounts,

they've shown activity
over the last two months.

Well, that proves he's alive.

No.

All the transactions
were done by you.

Me? I don't even--

No, not you you.

But a login with your name.

He wanted you to have access.

He wanted it to
look like motive.

He must have a partner.

How is this even possible?

The divorce proceedings,
all assets split 50-50.

It would've uncovered this.

He didn't want that.

But now that he's dead,
you own all the business.

Therefore, you have a
right to these accounts.

You've assumed them all
for better or for worse.

Everything points to you.

Still has his hands on me.

Even in death.

It's not very good.

Art is subjective.

Or it could just be bad.

It's all about taking
that pain that's in here

and getting it all
out on that canvas.

Yeah, I'm gonna need
a few more canvasses.

Me too.

Maybe try some shading in here.

Hey.

You okay?

Surviving.

Your house is almost done.

You need to put
it on the market.

It's messing with your head.

It's not gonna help.

He's just gonna follow me.

You know, when Billy was alive,

he would do little
things like this.

Let me know that
he was watching.

That he was in control.

I mean, how else do you
explain the disposal?

My refrigerator door?

Everything that you
told me earlier,

he's back terrorizing me again.

But Billy is not
terrorizing you.

Not physically.

You need to get
out of that house.

The sooner, the better.

Oh!

It's Paul.

Jules's Paul?

Uh, well, no, no.

I tried to be.

I know you did.

I wanna be there for her.

Our girl's not doing so well.

This--what's happening
may all be in her head,

but she believes it.

You've seen her.

Maybe...

Maybe I can keep an eye on her.

Paul, she already thinks
a man is watching her.

Maybe she's not ready.

Let's give her some time?

Apparently, being patient is
my most annoying quality, so...

Yeah, she can take as
much time as she wants.

I'll be here.
Hey, have a good day.

- It was nice meeting you.
- You too.

What are you saying, dear?

I do miss you.

When you left him,
you left me as well.

Now that Billy's
gone, I'm alone.

That's what I wanted
to ask you about.

Do you see anyone else?

I guess I see the
people at the club.

And I do have my standing
Arts Council meetings

every Wednesday.

That sounds nice.

Yes, my life is very full.

Listen, I know it's hard.

You will never understand.

A mother's love is as--

I loved Billy too, once.

No matter what my boy did,

I could never take
him from this world.

He tried to take me out.

I left before he could--

Look, I didn't come here
to conflict with you.

It's just...

I keep seeing him.

I know what you mean.

You do?

Grief is tricky.

Makes you see things.

The people you love.

You saw him?

Just the other day, I was--

I was leaving the
post office, you know,

the one downtown near
Billy's old office.

And when I look
towards the building...

You saw him outside
of his office?

But what was he doing?
Where was he going?

He wasn't really there, dear.

I did a double take,
and he was gone.

It's just grief.

And wishful thinking.

You didn't set that fire.

You didn't kill my Billy.

Of course not.

The police came here.

And they asked me.

But frankly, I told them

you didn't have it in you.

You're not a strong
woman, Jules.

You couldn't handle
him the way I did.

Every day, I've got
to live with this.

Billy's dead.

I'm not so sure he is.

What are you talking about?

It's just I...

I keep seeing him.

No, you don't.

Do you think that Billy
would ever fake his death?

For what? For what purpose?

I don't know, maybe
to get--get back at me.

Selfish girl!

What a horrible suggestion!

You two had issues.

But my boy would never shadow
my very existence on purpose.

He would never put his
mother through all of this.

This is not what I--

You know what?
I think you need to leave.

Come back here,
you making up stories?

So my heart could just
break all over again?

Get back at me for
what he did to you.

Maybe I was wrong about you.

You are--you are cruel.

You need to leave, please.

Please, just leave.

That's not what I--

Leave!

You know she's innocent.

I am following
the facts of the case.

The info the lawyer
sent, though,

will show she has access
to certain accounts,

and that does not
help her case at all.

It speaks to motive.

Billy must have had a partner.

You wanna be a good friend.
I understand that.

But this does not
look good for Ms. Baker.

I'm worried about her, what this
is doing to her mental state.

She should see somebody.

She can't. He's dead.

Listen, I love her.

But she is losing her grip.

I know you have to do your job.

But sister to sister?

Can you just keep an eye on her?

Please.

All right.

That's it.

Okay.

Enough is enough.

Let's put some light
back into this.

Let's see if I can get this off.

Boo!

Billy?

Billy?

Hello, love.

- Can--
- I am.

- I'm calling the police.
- Good idea.

Too bad they think
you already killed me.

We had such a good
thing going on, baby.

Until you ruined it.

Two years, that's all I needed.

Then we could've retired to the
Caribbean on a little island.

Rum punch and
sunshine every day.

Just the two of us,
happily ever after.

Till death do us part.

But you broke that vow.

Ended when I saw you
with that lawyer.

But you couldn't figure out
what I was up to.

And I begged you not to go
through with that divorce,

but did you listen to me?

No.

You never do.

People go to prison
for what I did,

and I wasn't going
to let that happen.

Go ahead.

Say it.

Fake your own death.

Look at us, look at us,
Billy and Jules.

Together again,
just like old times.

Maybe that's
your new Romeo.

- Why don't you get it?
- You leave him alone.

This is between me and you.

Jules, uh, it--it's Paul.

Look, I hate the
way we ended things.

I'm gonna stop by the studio
and see if you're painting late.

I'll see you soon, bye.

Who died in that fire, Billy?
'Cause we know it wasn't you.

John Franklin ring a bell?

The homeless guy
from your office?

Yeah, I know, a collision
of wants and needs.

He wanted a place to stay,

and I needed a body
no one would miss.

You're a blood--

No, you made me like this!

I didn't want to
hurt anyone, Jules,

but you kept pushing me
and pushing me and pushing me.

What happened to Ron?

Ron ran into a car.

You're a very
dangerous person, too.

You killed him.

And you will for always
and forever be mine.

Mm, no.

Yes.

No!

Help!

Help me!

Jules, what's wrong?

Aah, someone help me!

Hey, hey, what's wrong?

It was him. He was here!

No, who, who, what happened?

Billy, he was here.

We gotta go to
the police because

they think that I killed
him and he's alive.

I swear to god he's alive.

Shh, it's okay, it's okay.

Detective Walker.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
what's going on here?

- He was here.
- Who?

My ex-husband, he--he was
here and he threatened me.

He's alive
and he's still out there.

Did you see him?

No, I heard her scream
and I ran inside.

Did you see Mr. Moss?

No.

Let's just calm down, okay?

So we can really figure out
what's going on here?

Why are you here?

Oh, your friend, Dana.

There's new evidence
that your husband

may have been involved
in illegal activity.

Well, good, then you
can arrest him then.

Yeah, not in the habit
of arresting dead people,

but this might help your case.

And what if he shows up
again and I'm not here?

Well, you--you know what?

If it's her husband,
call the media.

I got something to tell you.

Billy came to my studio.

- Jules.
- I'm not imagining this.

I just need you to
please believe me.

Okay.

But real talk?

The only way you're
gonna get rid of Billy

is to get everything
having to do with him out.

This house, the finances...

You haven't touched his office.

We're gonna get
you through this.

And then you can say
goodbye to Billy forever.

Yeah, but I--

I just need proof.

I need something to
convince the police

that Billy's behind this.

Well, let me help you.

Let me go close up his office,
see if there's something there.

No, no, I cannot
let you do that.

He's only gonna use you to
hurt me like he did with Ron.

Promise me you
won't get involved.

Promise.

Promise.

This coffee is not gonna do it.
I'll be right back.

All right, Dana, you're gonna
go into the dead man's office,

get the dead man's records,
then get the hell out.

Whoo!

There's nothing to be scared of.

You're alive.

No, I'm not.

My wife killed me and now I see
you're doing her dirty work.

Damn, Billy.

You had us all snowed.

Me included.

We thought you were her savior.

But you are
nothing but a crook.

And I can prove it.

I want her back.

You have a funny
way of showing it.

And she wants to
come back to me too.

Wait, now that's the funny part.

Jules trusted you.

She believed you.
She called you her best friend.

You--you must--

I never told her to divorce you.

You know, I actually
believe you.

I don't care.

I love Jules.

I really don't give
a damn about you.

If you leave, and I
mean leave for good,

I'll tell Jules to hold
off for a few months.

After that, all bets are off.

You better be gone gone.

It sounds better.

Alive or dead, you're a dick.

No, no!

No, no, no.

Dana!

Oh my god, oh my god,
oh my god, oh my god...

Uh, Detective Walker?

Oh, Ms. Baker, now
who's following who?

Can I talk to you?

Please.

I just came from my
best friend's funeral.

All right, come on.

You told me to come to you
if I had anything to...

My best friend,
Dana, she saw Billy.

She texted me.

And now she's dead.

And you think this
was a homicide.

I know!

Yeah, well,
I'm not quite following.

Billy killed her.

Okay, wait, whoa, okay.

Let me get this straight.

So you're saying
that Billy Moss,

the man that we believe is dead,

is not only alive,

but he also murdered Dana Marks.

- Yes.
- Why would he do that?

What would be his motivation?

To hurt me.

To control me.

Throughout our entire marriage,

he was not okay
unless I was scared.

And through most of our
marriage, I was terrified.

I saw your reports.

It's hard to prove the
kind of abuse you suffered,

but I can tell.

Your husband was an asshole.

You believe me, the reports?

Because the other detectives,
they--they didn't.

According to the reports,

you were unwilling
to leave Mr. Moss.

I was scared to leave him.

Wish I had the guts
to kill him then.

You're asking me to swallow
a lot of conjecture.

They found his body.

They found a body.

Yes, I saw the text.

But do you have any more?

Right now, the evidence
fits opposing stories--

the theory of the
ex-wife seeking revenge

and yours, the
abusive ex-husband

who fakes his own death.

- What does that mean?
- It means

there's not enough
evidence for either.

You have to
understand something.

My superiors will never
authorize an investigation

to look for a man
they think is dead.

Oh.

I appreciate you taking the
time to at least hear me out.

Look, I've been doing this
job too damn long not to know

that anybody can do anything
under the right circumstances.

But I think you are the least
likely murderer I have ever met.

Thank you.

Be careful, Ms. Baker.

Yes.

I need to exhume a body.

No, I'm not kidding.
When have you ever heard me kid?

You should eat.

She's dead 'cause of me.

Jules, don't blame yourself.

And she was trying to help
me, trying to find Billy.

Billy did this, not you.

You're not responsible.

Did you just say
"Billy did this"?

Yes.

You believe me?

Of course I believe you.

Thanks.

Dana, she asked me if
she could help look for him,

and I told her not to,
but she just didn't listen.

Well, you can't let Billy win.

Abby,
sweetheart, where are you?

Abby?

My dad used to take me
and my brother fishing.

He said the best
way to catch a fish

is to use the bait
that it likes.

I don't follow.

A saucer of milk or a can of
tuna would help find Naomi's cat

faster than her yelling
in the backyard.

One moment.

I think...

You got the can of tuna.

Predators can't resist the bait.

Same thing applies
to psychopaths.

Apparently, I'm
Billy's can of tuna.

Yeah, he--he definitely
wants you, but...

He seems to go after
people around you.

I think we can use
that against him,

dangle the different
kind of bait.

- Yeah, me.
- No.

He does seem to go after
people that love you.

Love?

Okay, let's do
a full stop on that one.

We can come back to that
at a--at a later time.

But why don't you let me
help you try to find him?

He's coming either way.

I just want it to
be on my terms.

Now, we need something
to make him so angry

that he comes now, you know,
when I'm prepared for it,

like...forced
perspective in art.

We make him see what
we want him to see.

We create an illusion for him

that makes coming
after me irresistible.

What kind of illusion?

Control.

Wow.

Yeah, the fire door
has saved all of this.

- Can you grab that box for me?
- Yeah.

I used to think he was spying
on me when he was at work.

Ripped all the cameras
out and put 'em in here.

But we could put 'em back up.

Sign me up.

Okay, he'll get an alert
once the app is live,

after we get done
setting them all up.

That'll get him watching.

Great, one down, seven to go.

And I called the banks.

I changed the passwords
and I closed him out

on all of his accounts.
I mean, it was easy.

My name is on all of them.

What, I just thought we
needed some extra bait.

Who's that? Hm.

Well, now
it's time for our tuna.

Wow, you look beautiful.

Well, thank you.

Wanna play some music?

Whatever you like.

I couldn't have asked
for a better night,

so thank you, Paul.

You're welcome.

You continuously impress me.

Well, I hope the
night isn't over.

You sure?

I don't wanna rush you.

I'm sure.

Kiss me, Paul.

I need to lure him upstairs.

Okay, yeah, I could
hide behind the tarp.

And I'll be downstairs
in the living room.

And the first sign of him,
I'm up the stairs.

No, no, I don't want you
risking your life like this.

We're both risking our lives.

You just need to call the
police as soon as he arrives.

Then I run up the
stairs towards you.

And then?

And just like you taught me,

get free, run away, down the
back stairs and out the door.

Look, I just need
to prove he's alive.

I don't ever need to
see that face again.

Okay.

Jules, be careful, all right?
Once he comes inside--

I know, get free and run away.

There you are!

You bad girl!

Abby, sweetheart.

Oh my god.

You found her!

Naomi, what are you doing here?
You can't be here right now.

I just--I wanted to thank
you for helping find Abby.

You really hate him, don't you?

- Billy?
- Yeah.

No, I don't hate him.
I hate what he did to me.

Oh, Jules, he...

He was always a good man.

Kind and compassionate and--

No, no, no, no, that was an act.

Billy terrorized me.
He lied to me.

He made me feel diminished.

- No, he didn't.
- I don't care what you believe.

I'm telling you, Billy
is not a good man.

Now, you have to go now!

No, I don't.

Excuse me?

Surprise.

You should thank Naomi,
she's been very helpful.

Driving you crazy has
been a bonding experience.

Now, I need you to
unlock those accounts.

- No.
- Now!

- Maybe--
- Just give me a minute.

Now, Naomi thinks
I came here to talk,

but we both know how this ends.

Bill, you said you'd be
done with this tonight.

- Baby, I love you--
- Plans change.

Billy, I just want her gone.

I sent the gas valve
to the police

'cause I knew that
they would suspect her.

I just want this
to be over so that

you and I can finally be
together like we talked about!

You know I have the hammer with

your fingerprints
all over it, right?

Now, I don't wanna have
to do anything with it,

but I will if I have to.

This is not the way to start
a healthy relationship, Naomi.

I did all of this
for you, for--for us!

There is no us!

How could you possibly say that?

You know that we
had talked about--

Oh my god, what did you do!?

Loose ends.

Here I come!

Let's fight!

People kill their next-door
neighbors every day!

Especially people
with mental problems

and dangerous hallucinations.

Now, this is full of your DNA.

911,
what is your emergency?

Jules!

Don't hang up,
we're tracking your location.

If I can't have you,
no one else can!

We used to love
each other, remember?

Shut up!

You know this is not the
way you wanted it to end.

You just need help.

I don't need help!

I needed time.

And when I died, that stopped
your stupid divorce stuff.

I started transferring money,
tried to build a life for us.

But you thought
you could move on.

That cannot happen!

The insurance...

I really wanted
that to work for us.

Jules, I really, I really...

We would've been
fugitives and on the run,

but we would have
been rich and in love,

and that's all
I ever wanted from you!

Or that till death
to us part thing.

That's happening.

You first!

Paul, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm only
worried about you.

Jules!

Okay, sit up, sit up.

I got you.

Jules! Ms. Baker!

Yeah, we're up here!
We need help!

I got you.

We're up here.

So I--I added shading here
to give me more depth.

Jules suggested it, so...

I love it.

Oh, gosh.

All right, here you are.

Jules, you have
outdone yourself.

I can't believe that many
people came to see our artwork.

I mean, Expressions of
Courage and Strength?

Who doesn't wanna see that?

- You hear that, babe?
- Yes.

I got strength and courage
coming on all up in here.

I'm so proud of you.

Awww!

I'm kind of proud of me.

Oh, excuse me.

Detective Walker.

It's good to see you.

Didn't mean to
intrude on your event.

Oh no, it's not a problem.

I wanted you to know the body we
uncovered has been identified as

John Franklin.

Transient.

Thank you, Detective,
for everything,

for believing me.

I didn't until it
was almost too late,

but that was just bad
detective work on my part.

Well, that's not how I see it.

One more thing.

The insurance payout for
your house is officially yours.

Case closed.

Thank you again.

Enjoy your party.

Ah, everything looks great!

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

So now that your
show is a success,

have you thought about what
your next art show should be?

Well, I was thinking
nude figure, but

I would need a model for that.

Mm-hmm.

But before all that, do--

do you remember
what you said to me

in the backyard?

Mm...it slipped my mind.

Come on, stop playing.

Yeah.

I said that I love you.

- Guess what?
- Hm?

I love you too.

♪ And I know it's sad ♪

♪ Shedding the old skin ♪

♪ But I'm so damn twisted ♪

♪ Oh, why why why slippin'
is a negative thing ♪

♪ It's not, yeah ♪