All language subtitles for Shadow.Of.Fear.2012.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC5.1-[V.6.]-eng

[V.6.]

Oh! Looking good, cousin.

You wanna join me?

Before coffee? Nope.

[door closes]

Hi.
[barks]

Hey, Squirt,
look what I have for you.

Talk about full service.

Yeah, well, I do what I can.

You’re gonna spoil him,
you know.

You’re just jealous ’cause
he gets all the ladies.

That’s true.

I’m gonna have to shoot you.

That really isn’t necessary.

Of course it is. I plan
to make a lot of money off
my association with you someday.

I couldn’t have done it
without you, Annette.

You might want to put
a little more emphasis
on the "you."

Really sell it when you say it.

Yeah, I’ll work on that.
[chuckles]

Oh, wait. Here he comes.

[laughing]
This is embarrassing.

What are you doing?

Get used to it, Doc.

[laughs]
And why did you stop
dating him again?

You know me. I don’t like
the cute, smart and kind.

Ugh.

Okay, so this thing is actually
not as complicated as it looks.

You working over
at Keegan’s tonight?

Yep. That’s why I’m trying
to get some writing done
before I go.

Oh, so I should
stop talking to you,
let you focus.

Yep.

Honey, I know you’ve got
the weight of the world
on your shoulders,

but you’ve got
to have fun sometime.

I have a mortgage
to pay, Annette.
I don’t have time for fun.

Besides, we have plenty
of fun here, don’t we?

[laughs]
How’s it working out
with the new barrista?

Morgan? Bobby’s promised
to stay on and train him.

I’m gonna miss him.

I still don’t understand
why he can’t keep
working for me

while he’s going to med school.

Because med school’s
in England, Annette.

So? What does that
have to do with anything?

Why do you kids
all have to go
and grow up on me?

Oh, Annette.

Let him go.
Just let him go.

All right, sweetie.

Bye.

♪♪ [hard rock]

♪ It’s about that time that
doubt is taking full control ♪

♪♪ [continues]

Hey!
Hey.

Can I get a couple beers?

Absolutely.
Oh, sorry.

No. Keep your money.
Annette’s picking it up.

Come on. Seriously?

Yes, seriously.

Hey, uh, can I get a sea breeze?

[laughter]
No.

What, it’s a real drink.

Man, it’s cool.
I had one when I was 16.

Doesn’t matter what it is.
Casey’s not making it for ya.

That’s right.
Beer or shots.
What do you want?

Beer.

Cheers.
Thank you.

[glass breaks]

Hey!
Ohh!

Want your face kicked in?

Hey, stop! Stop!
That guy
deserves a beating!

I bet he does,
but you’re twice his size.
If you start swinging,

every girl in here’s
gonna think you’re a jerk.
Trust me.

And if by some crazy chance
he kicks your ass,

I guarantee you’re going
home alone tonight, okay?

All right. Can I have
another beer, please?

Only if you mind your manners.

Thanks for handling that for me.

Dude, that girl’s
a bartender and a bouncer
all in one.

She’s amazing.

[chatter]

[laughing]
That makes all the difference.

Well, it could.

Bye, Casey.

All right, see you next time.

All right.
What night she got?

Hey, you sure
you don’t need a ride?

No, I’m straight.

Drive safe.

Keep it clean.

Yeah, you, too.

Oh, hey, there you are.
We should get ready to open.

Is that you?
Yeah.

Annette puts those up there
to be supportive.

Oh, hey, you don’t
have to read those.

It’s mostly about
social issues, healthcare.

You know, boring stuff.

"Written by
Casey Cooper."

Double Americano, one raw sugar.

What if I wanted
something else today,
like a Funkey Monkey Frapp?

You’ve been ordering
the same thing every day
for the last three years, Roger.

Don’t go changing
on a girl now.
Hmm...

Oww!

What happened?
Are you okay?

I burned myself on the steamer.

It gets easier
with practice,
I promise.

You’ll be a pro at it
before you know it.
I doubt that.

Let me see your hand.

That should help.

Okay, you got it?

When you steam the milk,
you want to hold the pitcher
at an angle, like this.

Casey, I’ve been looking over
these color chips for
your dining room,

and I think you should
go with the Coral Gables.

Hmm. Yeah,
I like that one, too,

but I’m sort of leaning
towards Bahamian Blue.

Ugh!

My cousin and I just inherited

an old house from my mom,
and we’re redecorating.

So your mom died?

Um, yeah.
She’d been sick...

My mom’s dead, too.

Sorry to hear that.

I kinda like this yellow color.

Oh, absolutely not.
That’s a terrible color
for Casey.

It’ll wash her out.

I’m not wearing it, Annette.

What if you meet Mr. Right
and things go well?

And then he sees you looking
jaundiced over breakfast
in the morning? Oh, no.

She’s right.
I’m totally reconsidering

the possibility of having
a future with you.

Wow.

Excuse me.
This is regular milk,
and I’d asked for soy.

Oh, you never said soy.

Yes, I did.

I’m not stupid.
Is that what you think?

That I cannot remember
something as simple as soy?

Because I can. Please.

Um...
Nikki, I’m so sorry.

We will remake that drink
for you right away
on the house.

Thank you.

Take it easy, Morgan.

I know what she asked for,
and she never said soy.

Yeah, well,
you know what they say:
The customer’s always right.

Yeah, but I’m telling you,
she never...

Look, it doesn’t
really matter, okay?
Let’s just get it done.

Of course, sure.
I’m just saying
that she was lying.

She’s a liar is all.

She lies.

I’m taking five.

[door closes]

Here you go. Happy Halloween.
Thanks. Have a good day.

Hey, Annette, where’s
what’s-his-name, that guy?

I can’t remember his name.

Martin? Marlon?
I’m dying over here.

Morgan. Beats me.

He didn’t show up
yesterday or today.

That’s a record.
He lasted, what, a week?

Four days.
Nice.

Hey, Casey.
Yeah.

How’s the book?
Which book?

The one about the plight of
the average, ordinary woman,

working at the average,
ordinary coffee house,

who loses her mind
and starts French pressing
unsuspecting customers

with complicated
coffee orders to death?
That book?

No, the other one.
About our medical system?

Oh, right that one.

I just finished
my third chapter.

Uh-huh.
[phone ringing]

Ow. Ouch.
[ringing continues]

Happy Halloween.
Fill ’er up with Daily Fuel.

Hello?

Hi, Casey. It’s me.

Me who? Who is this?

Me. Morgan.

Ow.
Listen here,
no-soy-boy,

standing us up like this,
it’s not cool.

I really resent the way
you’re trying to seduce me.

What?
You don’t deserve this,

but I believe in giving people
a fighting chance.

I know...

what you’re up to.

It’s so obvious.

It’s embedded in the paperwork.

Your motive is embedded
in the paperwork.

The paperwork? What the hell
are you talking about?

You have to stop. I know!
I know everything!

Okay, embed this
in your paperwork.

Whatever joke you’re trying
to make, it’s not funny.

Who was that?
It was that Morgan guy.

He accused me
of trying to seduce him.

Was that a joke?

If it was, I didn’t get it.

That is the last time
I ever hire anyone

whose only reference
is his father.

Nevermore.
Nevermore.
Never, nevermore.

I’m taking my break!

[line ringing]

[ringing]

Happy Halloween.
Fill ’er up with Daily Fuel.

Don’t hang up on me again!
I need to talk to you!

I-It’s the messages
you’re sending me!
You have to stop!

You have to stop.
It’s the frequency
in the words.

Casey. Casey!

Casey, are you there? Casey?

Morgan, enough.
This isn’t funny.

You stop calling this instant,
or I’m calling the police.

Halloween hijinks is over.

What was that?

I don’t know.
We all have to deal with
the crazies every now and again.

Goes along with being
female and fabulous.

You wanna take a break?

Uh, no. Oh!

I have to be at Keegan’s
by 6:00. I gotta go.

You just get out of here.
Do not worry.

Thanks, Annette.
I’m sorry. Don’t forget.
Sandwiches, table two.

Okay. I’ll take
your messages for ya.

[chuckles]

♪♪ [rock]

Here you go.
Hey, Casey.

Where’s your costume?
I’m wearing it:

a barkeep workin’
in a broke-down
drinking establishment,

serving cheap beer to guys
who never leave a tip.

Not for long.
Annette told me you got
another article published.

Yeah, freelancing
for the local paper
is all about the cash.

I’ll be outta here
before you know it.

Casey, please
don’t leave me alone here
with these people.

[laughs]
Talkin’ to you.

What are you doing here?

Hi, Casey.
I came to apologize.

I was really a jerk
on the phone.

I was just, I don’t know,
a little out of it.

Look, I’m really busy
right now, okay?
I can’t talk.

You have to forgive me, Casey.

Just say you forgive me.

Everything okay over here?

Just that...

Uh, I’m afraid
I spoke a bit out of line
earlier today to Casey.

I came to apologize.

And just how "out of line"
are we talking?

Just a simple misunderstanding
that we’ve worked out.

Isn’t that right, Casey?

Hey, Casey, I still need
my six drafts!

And, Case, when you’re done
talkin’ to your boyfriend,
I could still use that shot.

He’s not my boyfriend.
I’ll be right with you.

Look, everything is good.
It’s fine.

Just don’t do it again,
all right?

Okay. Awesome.

Happy Halloween, man!

Could you explain that to me?
Yeah, I will later.

Still waiting for that shot.

You need me to give you a ride
home after your shift?

No, no. That guy’s just enjoying
his Halloween a little too much.

Casey, how did he know
that you work here?

I don’t know.

Casey, I still need
four more beers.

Yeah, yeah. I’m on it.
I’m on it right now.

Here’s two.

Trey, help, please.

[Toni]
Wait. He said what?

That I was sending him messages

and trying to seduce him
or something.

I don’t know.
It didn’t make
a lot of sense.

But you said that
you were okay with that.

No, not exactly.
He came into the bar.
What was I supposed to do?

Eww.

These candies are gross.
Where did you get ’em?

Drugstore. It was on sale.
Five pounds for five dollars.

You paid too much.
They’re really old.

Eh, maybe.

You really didn’t do
anything to lead him on?

No. I mean,
I just taught him
how to make coffee,

which was my job.

Never even had
a real conversation.

That’s weird.

What, is he like big and scary?

Mm, well, he’s kind of...

empty.

A void.

You really should’ve
let Trey take you home.

It’s not safe for you
to be walking home
alone by yourself.

Says the girl
who passed out
on the front lawn.

No. That happened once,
and I was 18 years old.

At least take the car.

It’s less than a mile.
So?

I come up with
some of my best ideas
when I walk home.

I’m fine.

I hope so.

Eww.

Those candies are disgusting.

Yup.

Ugh!

All right,
so you wanna make sure that
the temperature is high enough

before you start
steaming the milk.

Got it.
And hold the pitcher
at an angle.

[cell phone ringing]
Lauren, do you mind
grabbing that for me?

Sure.
Thanks.

Good afternoon.
Casey’s phone.

Yes, she is.
Hold on a second.

Thank you.
Uh-huh.

Hello?

That’s weird.
Nobody there.

Some guy asked for you.

Ow!

Are you okay?
Ah, yeah.

Be careful.

Do you want me
to do this for you?

No. I’m fine. Thanks.
Okay.

Don’t you think
you should tell the cops?

And tell them what?

That I burned my own hand,
but blame him for it?

No, I... I don’t know.

I think you should trust
your instincts on this.

I mean, what if
he’s obsessed with you,

or he thinks he’s in love
with you or something?

Listen, my instincts are
telling me that right now

you have an overactive
imagination,

and I should be paying
more attention to what
I’m doing at work.

Forget I said anything.

Okay. I think you should
take this a little more
seriously.

That’s all I’m saying.

If I thought I needed to be
concerned about it, I would.

But I don’t,
so I’m not.
Okay.

I guess.
It’s your life.

That didn’t sound
very convincing.
Where are you going?

To make sure all the doors
and windows are locked.

[phone ringing]

[gasps]

Good Lord, Casey.
Get it together.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hello?

Morton?

Are you there?

My name is Morgan. Morgan.

Okay, Morgan,
how about this approach?
Stop calling me!

Listen, Morgan, I don’t know
where you came to think

that we’ve had
all these conversations

about all these things
that you’re talking about.

But these calls
have to stop, okay?

You know what you’ve done.

I don’t understand.
Why don’t you get a job
at a big paper?

Well, I’ve lived here
my whole life.

I’ve got a mortgage,
responsibilities.
It’s my home.

If I were you,
I would move to New York.

Oh, hi.
What can I get for you?

Casey.

What are you doing here?
Don’t lie to me, Casey.

I know that you are the one
that killed all those people.

Look, this needs to stop
right now.

I do not know you.
I do not understand
what you want from me.

I didn’t kill anyone.

I told them all that I read
what you were going to do,

but nobody believes me.

Those people are dead
because of you!

Go away. Just go away
and leave me alone.

What are you doing?

Are you filming me?

I’m calling the cops.

911. What is your emergency?

I want to report, um,
an intruder.

[door closes]

He never touched you
or threatened you
in any way?

His presence was threatening.

I understand,
but he didn’t
actually do anything.

He accused me
of awful things,
of killing people.

I understand, miss,
but I have to respond according
to the laws in this state,

and those laws say
I can’t arrest someone
for speaking nonsense.

But that’s the thing.
He didn’t think
it was nonsense.

He believed everything
he was saying.

You could see it in his eyes.

And you maintain
you gave Mr. Pierce

no cause to feel this way?

What cause could
I have given him?

You were never in any way
provocative with him?

Never led him to believe you
were interested in him?

You mean did I
have sex with him?
This is unbelievable.

Are you listening
to anything
she’s saying?

No. I didn’t give him
any reason to believe

anything other than
the fact that I want him
to leave me alone.

I just need to know
why Mr. Pierce would
make these accusations.

He’s crazy.

That’s why he’s making
these accusations.

I understand you feel that way.

You keep saying
that you understand,

but you clearly
do not understand.

This is his address
that he gave when
he was working here.

You know, I think the point
that we want to leave you with
today, Ms. Cooper,

is that Mr. Pierce hasn’t
done anything that should cause
you undue stress at this time.

No! That’s where
you’re wrong.

This has all been
incredibly stressful.

I understand that.
Would you stop
saying that?

You don’t understand,
so just stop saying it.

I’m so sorry this happened here.

Do not apologize, honey.

Sometimes a little drama is a...

it’s a good thing, you know?

Keeps me on my toes.

Keeps the customers
talking about it over refills.

Why don’t you take a break and
work on that book of yours, huh?

Just forget this whole thing
ever happened.

Thinking about anybody
while you’re doing that?

I’m thinking this Morgan guy
is becoming a problem.

He called 17 times while
you were at work yesterday.

I turned off the ringer
after the fourth call.

[sighs]

Please tell the authorities
about this guy before
he does something crazier

than blame you
for the end of world peace.

He hasn’t called
that many times before.

Yes, he has.
I erased them.

I didn’t want you to freak out.

You did?

The number of calls
is completely irrelevant.

What he’s saying on those
messages is so creepy.

Will you please tell the police?

I already did.

Wait. When?

Yesterday.
He came by Daily Fuel

and started saying
all this crazy stuff.

Did he try to hurt you?
No, nothing like that.

He just started accusing me
of killing all these people.

Killing people?

Why didn’t you tell me
about this yesterday?

Because I didn’t want you
to freak out.

Okay, can we make
a promise right now

that we’re not gonna keep
anything from each other

about this situation just
so that we don’t freak out?

It is, isn’t it?

Is what?

A situation.

Yeah. It’s looking that way.

[ringing]

[ringing continues]

Do you think that’s him?

Yeah.

What if he never stops calling?

[phone ringing]

Not tonight, Morgan.

[horn honks]

Come on, come on.
Come on, you piece of junk.

What do you want from me, huh?
Why are you following me?

[gate closes]
[knocking]

Somebody help me.
Come on. Open the door.

[knocking]

Hello?
Somebody open the door.

Hello? Is anybody home?

[knocking]

[man]
Morgan!

[Casey]
So then he just got
in the car and drove away.

[Annette]
Unbelievable. Well, I’m giving
you a ride home tonight.

We’re out of nonfat.

Yeah, I need more turkey, too.

[gasps]
Get away from me!

You’re a hard target now.
He knows.

He knows all about you.
Get out of my store
right now. Go! Get out!

Your children’s faces will melt!

I thought the police
were gonna talk to him
and keep him away from here.

Come on.

Look, Annette never
should’ve called you.
Nothing happened.

We need to take you in
for questioning, Ms. Cooper.

Excuse me?
I don’t understand.

You’re being charged
with assault.

Oh, my God.

Call Annette.

Okay.

[Trey]
Officer, please.
Listen to me.

This is clearly
a case of self-defense...

Okay, look,
he’s calling her every day.

Sometimes he hangs up...
Excuse me!

Sometimes he’s leaving messages
that are rambling on.

I know that she’s acting like
she’s not scared right now,

but this is a big deal,
and she is terrified.
Do you understand?

Has anyone even
talked to this guy?

Yeah, he’s here filing
assault charges.

Give me a moment.

This is completely asinine!

This is ridiculous.

There’s nothing that
we can do right now.

I know what I’m gonna do.
I’m gonna call my lawyer.

My lawyer!

Look, I didn’t assault him,
okay? I was defending myself.

He’s the one harassing me.
He came after me last night
on the street.

So let me get this straight.
Mr. Pierce assaulted you
last night?

In a manner of speaking, yeah.

He didn’t actually
touch me, but...

Did you report the incident?

No. I didn’t think
you’d do anything.

Okay, I understand.

You understand.
I mean... Ohh!
You’re unbelievable.

This Morgan guy makes
my life a living hell,

and I’m the one that ends up
with a police record.

[knocks]
John?

Excuse me just a minute, please.

Our apologies, Ms. Cooper,
but we no longer need
your statement.

The charges have been dropped.

What?
Morgan Pierce
is being held

for an involuntary
psychiatric evaluation.

[sighs]
Oh, my God.

Thank God.
So it’s over.

Not exactly.
What do you mean?

We don’t know how long
he’ll be detained.

The minimum stay is three days.

Three days? That’s it?
Then what?

I’d like to give you the name
of a detective that I think
will be able to help you.

He and I worked
a stalking case
together last year.

I don’t need that.
I’m not being stalked.

The first thing you need to do
is call it what it is.
Do us a favor.

Call Detective Leary.
Please. Good luck.

Hey.
Are you okay?

Mm-hmm.

Did they hurt you or anything?

I wasn’t in prison, Toni.
They just questioned me.

I am so, so sorry.
I should’ve hit that guy
when I had the chance.

No. Promise me that you’ll
stay away from him, Trey.

Can we go home now?

Not yet.
Officer Williams wants you

to talk to Detective Leary
before you go.

I just wanna go home.

Honey, they say he
should be back any minute,

and I think we should wait.

Got your stuff.
Come on.
A little longer.

[ringing]

Anybody want to talk to the
American Diabetes Association?

I don’t know how you keep
dealing with this whole jumping
every time the phone rings.

Well, hopefully
the infamous Detective Leary
will change all that.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

I’m the infamous
Detective Dominic Leary.

Officer Williams said
you can help us.

Well, it would really be
helping Casey,

but it’s like helping us because
this is a serious situation

Are you Casey?
And nobody is...

listening.

I heard you’ve been
having a hard time of it
with this guy.

You could say that, yeah.

Why don’t you all come back
and watch me eat my dinner.

All right, then.

[keys jingling]

[gate opens]

Morgan.

I’m sorry, Dad,
but you don’t
know her like I do.

You don’t know
what she’s capable of.

That’s enough, son.

It’s time to go home.

Let’s go.

Stalking cases present
a lot of challenges
to law enforcement.

Offenders don’t adhere
to predictable patterns.

No one knows what
they’re gonna do next.

And tracking
a potential suspect 24/7

takes up a lot of man-hours,

and, quite frankly,
we don’t have the resources.

The law clearly states
that we can’t do anything
to Morgan Pierce

unless he threatens her life.

Actually says
he’s gonna kill me?

Yes.

Ms. Cooper,
please just go home and
get yourself some rest,

try to get your mind off things.

I’m on this.

Hmmph. Yeah.

[door opens]

I’ll be in touch.
Thanks.

You’re sort of young to be
a detective, aren’t you?

[answering machine beeps]

[beep]
Orange is a good color
on you, Casey.

Was that...
It’s him. He’s out.

It hasn’t even been 24 hours,
but they must have let him out.

Metro Police.
How can I help you?
Detective Leary, please.

[Morgan]
You gave me HIV,

and now I can never
have children

or get married.

Do you have HIV?

No.
Does he?

I don’t know.
How would I know that?

How could they
just let him out?
I don’t know,

but I’m trying
to figure that out.

What about a restraining order?

I’ve been talking to my lawyer,
and he says...
Absolutely.

Department policy
is to suggest
a restraining order.

But...

But based on what I’ve seen,

I’m not so sure
I’d recommend it.

70% of all stalkers
will violate their
restraining order,

and if this guy Morgan
is really starting
to spiral,

you don’t want to provoke him

or make him angry enough
to prove that he’s
above the law.

Okay, but if she gets
a restraining order,
he has to stay at least,

I don’t know,
like 1,000 feet
away from her, right?

It’s more like 50 feet,
maybe 100.

It’s all up to the judge.

But in reality,

it’s unlikely we get there
in time to stop him,

and I personally
just don’t think
it’s worth the risk.

You’ve been through this
before obviously,

so tell me, what happens next?

I mean, how long do I have
to live like this before
this guy gives up on me?

Honestly, it could be
a long time.

I don’t believe
this is happening.

Have you considered moving?

Absolutely not. No.

Toni and I just started
paying mortgage on that house.

I mean, both my parents
are buried here.

This is my life.

He can’t just take
my life from me.

Then at the very least,
I’d stop engaging him
altogether.

What do you mean?

On the phone, in person, ever.

Any response,
no matter how small,

is enough to
permanently position you

at the center of
your stalker’s obsession.

Simply talking to him,
even to rebuke him,

could be perceived as
a form of encouragement.

Doesn’t this guy have a record?
Couldn’t you use that to...

Yes, as a matter of fact,
Morgan does have a record,

but unfortunately
it’s been sealed,

and I need the court’s
permission to open it.

Sealed? What does that mean?

The case may have
been dismissed,

or he might have been a minor
at the time of the incident.

I really don’t know yet.

Don’t give up on me, Casey.

I’m going to talk
to the DA’s office and
see what I can find out.

But in the meantime, be careful.

Keep your cell phone
on you at all times,

put my number on speed dial,

and no matter how angry
you might feel,

please, don’t try
to hit anyone, okay?

Yeah, I’ll do my best.

Have a good day now.

[ringing]

[ringing continues]

It’s Toni and Casey.
Please leave a message
after the beep.

[beep]

[Morgan]
What you have
become to me, Casey,

is an all-encompassing presence.

And what I’m sharing
with you, Casey,

is the presence of me.

It’s not easy to have
your senses tangled.

It will empower and
always be on the outside.

You have to stop!
[beep]

Deep inside, you know
this is what you deserve.

But you won’t be able
to hold yourself in, Casey.

If you try to shut me out...

I know! I know everything!

I don’t leave these messages
expecting you to pick up
the phone.

I know you’re listening.

And you almost need me
to call now, don’t you?

You have to always
know where I am,

just like I always
know where you are.

Like the beginning of any
strong, intense relationship...

Chains.
[ringing]

Casey! Casey, are you there?
[beep]

At the coffee shop
when we talked about

all that we had in common,

both in life and death,

it’s exactly that.

[beep]

Don’t hang up on me again!
I need to talk to you!

I had to change your life
because of the deaths.

[ringing]
I’m not sure why you’re
making this a game

because clearly...
[beep]

You’re bad, Casey,
at playing charades,

and you know it.

You’re a filthy animal!

I am what you want.
I have to hurt you.

Your actions are too serious
to be made a trifle.

I’ll never have children.
Casey, you’ve ruined my life.

I’ll never have children
because of you.

You think you’re keeping me out,

but I’m just keeping you in.

I think you’re beginning
to understand that now.

I’ll encompass you.

Keep you wrapped up.

And I will always be there,
Casey.

I will always be here.

[beep beep]

I called our congressman today

and the FBI and the CIA.

The CIA?

Okay, well, that was
kind of a long shot.

What’d you find out?

That unless he’s a terrorist,
there’s really not much
they can do.

Hmm. Unless he
threatens to kill me.

Right. Well, thanks
for trying anyway.

I think you should
talk to someone.

I don’t know.
Maybe a doctor could...

You think I’m losing my mind?

No.

No.

I think that you are under
an unbearable amount of stress,

and you can’t keep pushing
this inside of you.

It’s okay to admit
that you’re scared.

I can’t stop thinking about him.

He’s everywhere.

I see him even
when I close my eyes.

I know.

Well, that’s why you
need to talk to someone.

You’ve got to get
this horrible man
out of your head.

Casey, you need to get help.

Please get some help.

The captain called back
about Morgan Pierce.

Yeah. I’ve been trying
to get access to his file.

Well, he said to stop asking,
and he doesn’t want to
have to tell you again.

[door closes]

That’s not gonna happen.

Okay.
Ooh, pretty pink.

Hey!

Hey. I see the
Christmas decorations
are in full swing.
Yeah.

I’d give you a hug,
but I’m a little tied up here.

So how was it?
Did you like your therapist?

I did.

And do you feel better?

Eh. Merry Medicated
Christmas, everyone.

What are you doing here?

Did Casey tell you to kill me?

You need to take
your medication, Morgan.

I don’t want to.

It’s not a suggestion.

Tongue up.

All right.

Get some sleep.

She’s the dangerous one, not me.
She can’t fit into my clothes.

Come and get it, kiddies.
Let the festivities begin!

Can we open gifts before we eat?

Me first.

Let’s do it. Uh-oh.
[laughing]

Merry Christmas.

Oh, cash.
You should have.

Oh, money, money, money.

Just be quiet and open it.

What is it?

It’s a gift certificate.

For an alarm system
for your house.

Well, that really
lightens the mood.

I should work on my timing.

Oh, Annette.

You don’t need
to buy me lavish gifts.

Well, I don’t know.
Diamonds are always appreciated.

Stocks are
very thoughtful as well.

Property.
Okay, okay.

You guys, let’s open
another gift.

Oh, yeah.
Let’s do that.
Great idea.

I’ll run to the car
really quick. Go, go, go.

This is yours.
Big bow.
Thank you.

And this one is yours.

And it’s purple.
So festive.

[Annette]
Your favorite color.
I know.

[Annette]
Let’s start Casey’s
stack of presents.

She’s got a lot.

Right, I shall
wait with you until
Toni gets here.

No, come on, Trey.
You should go on your date.

Toni will be here any minute.
She’s never late.

Listen, I don’t want
my problems to interfere
with your life, too.

Wanting my best friend to be
safe is not an interference,

but having to visit you
in the hospital, that would
seriously mess with my schedule.

I’m sorry.
I shouldn’t have said that.

Oh, come on.
It’s okay. It’s funny.

No, it’s not.

Lisa’s still here. I can
always hitch a ride with her.

Go. Please? Would you
please go on your date?

I don’t know...
Please. Come on!
Before I kick you to the car.

Go.
All right, all right.

Adiós, mamacita.
[blows kiss]

Bye.

Hey, girl. What are you
still doing here?
[cell phone ringing]

I’m waiting for Toni.
I’ll see you later.
Hey, Toni. Where are you?

Hey, babe, I’m so sorry.
Someone slashed my tires.

I’ve been on the phone
with the tow truck company
for 20 minutes.

Are you okay?
I’m fine.

But get Trey
to give you a ride home.

Trey’s gone.
Wait, where are you?

I’m outside waiting for you.

By yourself?
What are you doing?

Look, let me
call you back, okay?

Hey, Lisa, hold up!

Detective Leary, it’s me, Casey.

I think Morgan
slashed Toni’s tires.

I... Oh, God,
he’s here right now.

Call me back right away.

[breathing heavily]

[phone ringing]
[gasps]

[ringing]

It’s Toni and Casey.
Please leave a message
after the beep.

[beep]
[breathing heavily]

[Morgan]
I like what bruises
do to your body, Casey,

the way that you turn blue
in the sun.

I’d run you over
if I saw you in the street.

And then, maybe then
you’d finally understand.

I’m going to help you, Casey,

but I’m going to help you
by what I’m not going to do.

I’m not going to actually
tell you I’m going to kill you

or tell you how
I would kill you.

No official threats.
Nothing at all.
[car door closing]

[sobbing]
Leave me alone.
[car drives off]

I’m not going to do anything
that will let the police
Why can’t you leave me alone?

Stop me
from stopping you.
[sobbing]

Not now, not ever.
[sobbing]

You’ll never get away with
what you have planned, ever.

You should kill yourself, Casey!

You should kill yourself
right now.

[crying]

Casey, sweetie, is this decaf?

Oh, crap.
I’m so sorry.

Oh, it’s okay,
it’s okay.
No big deal.

Hey, you wanna
take a break?
No, I don’t need a break.

I’ll just make him
a new one.
I can help you.

No, I don’t need help.
I can do it. It’s fine.

I’ll just make him a new one.

You sure about quitting?

Yeah, I think so.

It’s just too hard for me
to get home at night.

I’m not sleeping enough
to work three jobs.

Did you at least
tell the detective about
the letters and the blood?

Yeah, he knows.
And?

Casey, there’s got to be
something that can be done.
What am I supposed to do?

I change my phone numbers.
He finds them.

I sneak out the back,
and he’s waiting for me.

I stay at home,
and he just sits outside.

I’ve tried everything,
but until he actually
threatens to kill me...

Sometimes I wish he would.
Just kill me and
get it over with.

Don’t say that.

You can’t let this guy
ruin your entire life.

Too late.
He already has.

[shower water running]

[crying]

[door opening]

[crying]
Oh, my God.

[water stops running]
Case? Okay.

Come on. Get up.
[grunting]

[sobbing]

[crying]

Casey?
What happened?

Did you see him outside again?

I couldn’t...
I couldn’t breathe.

Yeah, it’s okay.

[sobbing]

Hey, remember when we were kids,
I was afraid of everything?

Heights: check.

Monsters in the closet:
check.

Spiders?
Definitely a check.

I’m still not a fan
of the arachnid.

But, Casey,

you are so strong.

After your dad died
and your mom got sick,

you were the one
that took care of us.

You made sure that everything
was gonna be okay.

And when your mom got cancer,

she said that it was you
that gave her the strength
to fight.

Do you remember that?

[chuckles]
I mean, even now,
when I see a spider,

I freak out,
and you’re the one
that takes care of it.

Because you’re so strong.

[sobbing]
And we are
gonna find a way

to set you free.

Do you hear me?
I promise.

I promise that.

We have to do something.
She’s not eating.

She’s not sleeping.
She had to quit a job!

Added financial strain
is not making this better.

I hear you, Toni, I really do,

and I know you’re scared.

Every time I try to find
anything out about this guy,

I get a door slammed in my face.

This Morgan Pierce
is very well connected,

and those connections
clearly know something
worth hiding.

Okay, so what
are we supposed to do?

I’m going to ask a friend
in Homeland Security a favor,

see if she can help me get
any information on this guy.

Okay, and until then?

Until then, I’d suggest you take

whatever steps
you’re comfortable with,

by whatever means necessary
to protect yourself.

Toni?

Toni, he’s outside.

This is enough.

Toni, what are you doing?

Oh, my God,
where did you get that?
I’m not doing this anymore.

Toni, stop it.
Stop it. Wait.

Sorry. I thought
you saw me.

Stopped by
to give you an update.

You okay?
Yeah. Come in.

[whimpering, whining]

Casey, can you change out
the board for me?

I’d rather not, if that’s okay.
I’m good back here.

You know, I’ve got
that little weekend house
just sitting up there empty.

Why don’t you take
some vacation time?

You’ve always loved it up there.

I can’t.
Why not?

You and Toni can
head out tomorrow,

and then Trey and I
can join you on Saturday,

and we can celebrate
the Fourth of July
and have a barbecue.

What do you say?
I, well, I don’t...

I’d have to talk to Toni.
Good, it’s settled.

Can I talk to Toni and
I’ll let you know tomorrow?

Call me tonight and tell me yes.

Casey, is that you?
I’m home!

Hey, Toni.
Yeah?

We’re leaving town.

Will you relax?
He’s not behind us.

It’s impossible that he knows
where we are right now.

Wish I could believe that.

Okay, well, then do.
It’s fine.

Look, I have Detective Leary’s
cell phone programmed into mine.

I’ve asked Trey to spend the
night at our house. He’s gonna
make it look like we’re home.

And I brought the gun.
We’re totally covered. Trust me.

I guess so.

What? I’m checking
my lipstick.

You’re not wearing any lipstick.

Wow. This is amazing.

[Toni]
Hey, you got
the keys, right?

The only place
I get cell phone reception

is in the driveway.

How do people live like this?

Oh, I don’t know.
I guess they unplug.

You know, go to
the country to relax.

It’s really beautiful,
but I don’t know. I think
maybe we should go back home.

Annette never told me
that there weren’t any phones
in the house,

and I think it’s
too dangerous to not have
cell phone reception.

Casey, he doesn’t know
where we are.

And besides, I picked up
some Wi-Fi from the neighbors.

We’ll be fine.
We don’t know that.

Okay, well, I’m gonna go
downstairs and unpack,

and when I get back, let’s go
get food, do something fun.

Hey, sound like a plan?

Yeah, I guess.

Good, great. Yay.

[crowd cheering]

[horns blowing]

[Casey sighs]
I have to admit,
it’s really nice to be outside.

I know, right?

Maybe we should find
some country boys

who will show us
their equipment.

Tsk.
[chuckles]
[chuckles]

No, but seriously,
we should find
some fireworks.

Yeah, maybe we should.

Oh, come on.
You don’t have to look
that surprised.

Sorry. It’s just...
It’s been a while since
we’ve done something normal.

Yeah. Well, maybe we
should get out of a town
a little more often.

Maybe we should.

[firecrackers popping]

[laughing, screaming]

[laughing]

Oh, my...
[clears throat]

That was normal.
[laughing]

Normal reaction.

[sighing]

Hey! Put this on.

And this.

[Toni]
Hurry up!

We don’t wanna miss
the fireworks!

[paper rustling]

Wait, Case, before you
come up here, grab my sweater.

Oh, my God. He’s here.

It’s okay. Case, hold on.

I’m gonna call
Detective Leary, okay?

We never should have left.
There’s no service.

Damn it!
Okay, don’t move!

How could he have found us?

[keypad clicking]

[screaming]

No!

The red water
hides the ink.
I get it now, Casey.

Casey, come on!
It’s drowned in blood, Casey.

Not buried but blood!
Leary’s on his way!

He’ll never make it in time!

We gotta lock
ourselves in...
Stop!

Stop.

[Casey]
Where did he go?

Maybe he left.

[screaming]

Shut up! Shut up!

[Toni crying]
Shut up!

See what you’ve done, Casey?

Do you see what you’ve
made me do? Shh!

Shh! No, no! Shut up!

[whimpering]

Now other people get hurt!

You’re causing
the casualties now!
[Toni yells]

Let go of me!
No!

Shut up!
No, shut up, shut up!

Shut up!
Shut up!
[Toni crying]

If she’s unconscious,
then she’s free!

Just like if you’re conscious,

still they can’t be free.

[whimpers, gasps]
Shh.

[Morgan]
Shh.

You see the address here?

It’s the same as the day we met.

It’s fate, Casey.

It’s bookends. It’s book...
[Toni grunts]

[Toni grunts]
No! Shh.

No!

Shh. Quiet now.
[Morgan]
No.

[deep exhale]
It’s time to kill the spider.

[Toni gasps, whimpers]

[grunts, gasps]

What’s the frequency now,
Morgan?

[laughing]

What’s the frequency
of this bullet gonna be

when it erupts
in your frontal lobe?

You hear me?

[sobs]
Shh.

[laughing]

Murder’s a commitment, Morgan.

[Toni crying]

I’m not afraid
to say it like you.

I’m gonna kill you.

I’m gonna blow your brains out
all over this place.

Now let her go.
Let her go!

[Toni whimpering]

[gasping, panting]

Shh. Shh.

Get out of my house now.

Get out!

[gasping, gagging]

[sniffles]

Come here.

[whimpering, crying]
Shh, shh.

I’m sorry.

[sobbing, gasping]

Shh.

Shh.

[Toni gasps]
[siren wailing]

How’s she doing?
[EMT]
Actually, she’s fine.

It’s just a superficial cut,
so it’s not really even
deep enough for stitches,

and her windpipe is clear,
just superficial bruising.

Are multiple lacerations
enough for you, Detective?

Or attempting
to choke her to death?
Will that do the trick?

Strangling should suffice.
[sighing]

So that’s it, then.
You can pick him up, right?

All right, here’s the deal.
Morgan indeed does have
a connection to a big shot.

He uses his mother’s
maiden name of Pierce,

but his father
is Richard Steele,

as in Lieutenant Governor
Richard Steele.

Which is why you couldn’t
get access to his files.
Until now.

We finally got
a court order to unseal
Morgan’s arrest record,

which includes
public drunkenness,
domestic disturbance,

and most recently
illegal possession of a handgun.

Conveniently,
no charges were ever filed.

So his father has been
protecting him this whole time,

getting him out
time and time again?

Well, he’s not
gonna do it again.

We woke up a judge, we got
the arrest warrant signed,

they’re on their way
to pick him up now.

How you doing, Toni?

Just peachy.

And you?

For the first time
in a long while,

I can honestly say I’m fine.

[sighs]
Yeah.

Thanks for telling me.

Yeah.

[phone beeps]

[Morgan]
What...

What are you doing?
Why are you touching
all my stuff?

You’ve gone too far
this time, Morgan.

I won’t be able to protect you.

You don’t understand.

Everything that
she’s put together.

There’s silos and bunkers.

And all...

All the people
that she’s killed.

She takes people’s,
people’s teeth

and she, she hides them.

Stop it, Morgan.
Just stop it.

This is what happens
to you when you don’t
take your medication.

They’re coming to get you...

and I’m not going
to be able to stop them.

Not this time.

Why?

She got to you.
She told you
to do this to me.

This is not you, Morgan.
This is your disease.

Yes, it is,

And I’m going to kill you,
Casey, if you don’t shut up!

[groaning]

[grunting]

Morgan!

[Trey humming]

Hey. Anyone care
for a celery stalk?

Annette, that’s an awful joke.

Also got some nuts,
some fruitcake.

[laughing]

And some brie. Mm.

Why brie?
I don’t get it.

It’s not a joke, honey.
I love brie.

Think they got him by now?

Uh, so, what do you think
the police will find

when they go into Pierce’s
house for the first time?

An altar dedicated
to me, of course.

Yes, and pictures
of you everywhere
with candles burning.

Christmas lights
on the altar
and rose petals.

Rose petals? Really?

Yes, in the shape
of a heart.
Oh, nice.

Somebody’s been reading
too many romance novels,
and that’s all I gotta say.

[knocking]

Come on in, Morgan!

[Toni]
Casey!
Ha ha!

Oh, come on, you guys.
Lighten up.

[Annette]
That was a good one.

The house is surrounded by cops.

Nothing’s gonna happen.

Hey, Detective.
How’s it going?

We don’t know where he is.

All his father would say
is Morgan just disappeared.

And you believed him,
after his father got him out
time and time again?

We’ve still got the APB
out on him.

We’re going to monitor his
father’s house 24 hours a day
until we find him.

I don’t know
what else to tell you.

Well, thanks for
letting us know in person.

I can assure you
we’re doing the best we can.

I know you are, Detective,

but, frankly, it just
isn’t enough anymore.

Thanks for stopping by.

[Annette]
Where’s Casey?
I think she’s writing.

Upstairs.
Trey, would you go up
and check on her?

Hey. You all right?

Fantastic.

Not much of a party, huh?

It’s okay.
Everybody understands.

Nobody understands.
I don’t even understand anymore.

They’ll find him.
You have to believe that.

Mm-hmm.
No, no, no.

It’s different now, Casey.

They all understand
how dangerous this guy is,

so the police are
going to be with you
every step of the way.

Heck, I’m gonna move in
downstairs, so there’s
not gonna be one moment

that there won’t be
somebody there
to protect you.

Thank you, Trey.
Truly. For everything.

If someone had told me
a year ago that...

I would spend my days
hiding in my living room and
shaking when the phone rang,

I would never have believed it.

I thought I was the kind
of girl that hit first

and asked questions later,
but Morgan changed all that.

No one can give me back
my sense of safety
in this world.

I’ll never walk down a street
again without wondering
if I’m being followed.

But I will keep walking,

and, after all
I’ve been through,

I finally see there is
a victory in that.

Maybe Morgan is gone for good.

Or maybe the next time
you see me will be in one
of those shocking news reports.

"Girl Has Her Head Blown Off.
Story at 11:00."

Look, you can feel bad for me.

You can tell yourself that
it could never happen to you.

That’s where you’re wrong.
I was just like you.

I might even be
stronger than you,

and it happened to me.

I was forced to face
my own vulnerability,

which made me realize
that my family...

my amazing friends...

are what got me through
the toughest times.

Morgan Pierce has been
a constant shadow
of fear in my life,

and only by telling my story

can I force him out
into the light.

Only by speaking my truth
can I set myself free.

Well, that and a complete
overhaul of the system,

but... for now the truth
will have to do.

Detective Dominic Leary, please.

Leary.
Detective Leary,

this is Richard Steele.

I’d like to talk to you
and Miss Cooper.

Now, I asked you here today
to apologize for my son.

Um, thank you.

But also for you to understand

that Morgan suffers
from paranoid schizophrenia.

Now, we... that is his mother
and I, before she died...

we did everything
we could to find the help
for him privately.

Which was really hard because,
as you know, we’re always
in the public eye.

The thing is, Morgan is
a really nice young man

when he’s on his medication.

But he skips taking his pills,

and then everything,
well, just starts
to go haywire again.

See, Morgan needs medical help.

He doesn’t need
to be locked up with
a bunch of criminals.

He’s a sick boy, not a bad boy,

and he needs to be
in a place where people
can regulate his medication.

Your boy is a 25-year-old man.

I am asking you as his father

to drop the charges that
you’ve brought against him.

Excuse me?
Why would I do that?

Well, [laughs] I mean,

after all, he hasn’t
actually harmed you, really.

And you did encourage him
at the beginning
with your flirting.

Okay, that’s enough.
No, no, no.

I can see how that
could be very attractive.

You know, I mean,
all the attention
that you got.

You can’t be serious.

A young woman, single,

no children, no boyfriend.

I mean, that could be
very exciting, right?

But the thing is,
we’re talking about
a life here, Miss Cooper,

and you need to put
your issues aside
and realize that.

See, Morgan needs...
no, no, no...

Morgan deserves...

your compassion.

Ugh.

It’s so obvious
that you’re doing this

for your political ambitions.

Morgan was getting help.

You’re the one that got him out.

You knew what he was
capable of, and you still
let him ruin my life.

Oh! [chuckling]
Come on now.

That is so dramatic,
Miss Cooper!

But tell me something.
What exactly did he do to you?

What, he took
a few pictures of you.

He sent you some harmless mail.

The rest of it...

the medications,
the panic attacks,

that was all you!

All right, I think
we’re done here.

You have no idea
what he’s done to me.

What he’s taken from me.

What I can’t ever get back.

I waited every day for your son
to try and kill me.

Do you have any idea
what that’s like?

Please, Miss Cooper, Morgan
would never have hurt you.

Morgan did hurt me
over and over again.

And I’ll be damned
if I drop the charges.

Because I know that once
he’s detained, he’ll finally
get the help that he needs,

that he deserves.

Because he’s the one
with the problem, not me.

You’re gonna regret this,
young lady.

I wonder what your wife
would say about this.

Do not talk about my wife!

How she would feel about
how you’ve allowed him

to terrorize me every day
of my life for the last year.

Oh, that’s...

You cannot give me my time back.

I will never walk down
the street again without
looking over my shoulder,

wondering if someone’s
gonna try and hurt me.

You can’t give me
my peace of mind back.

You know, Morgan may be sick,

he might need help,
he might not know what
he’s doing, but you do.

With that smug look
on your face,

you know exactly
what you’re doing.

My only regret is I can’t
lock you up in there with him.

[scoffing, chuckling]

Annette, you’re worse than me.

I’m sorry. I just can’t focus.
I hate this time of day.

Oh, Roger, just leave it there.
I’ll take care of it.

[clears throat]

Oh, thanks.

Take care of yourself, Casey.

I always do.

Okay, I’m gonna go now.

Okay.
You okay?

I’m good. Yeah.

Bye.

Sorry, we’re closed.

Every day he leaves.
Did you know that?

He never...
He never leaves.

It’s that coffee.

I’ve watched that cop
leave to go on his break

across to the liquor store

to go to bathroom
for 20 minutes!

I’ve watched you.
I’ve seen you here.

I’ve never left you, Casey.

And I never will!
I will never leave you!

Morgan, I know that there’s
a part of you that knows

I’ve never hurt you.

I’ve never hurt anyone.

When you’re gone,
everyone will know!

And your stranglehold
will be no longer!

Stop moving!

Just hold still.

Why? Why, Morgan?
What are you going to do?

What do you mean when I’m gone?
What are you going to do?

I’m going to kill you, Casey.

Hands up!

Get your hands out of your bag
and up in the air.

Hands up, now!

[shouting]

[Morgan grunting]

Ah!
[grunting]

Casey, don’t let them hurt me!

[screaming]
Help!

Let them help you, Morgan.

[sobbing]

You okay?

[crying]

Casey, you were so brave!

So, brave! Oh, baby!

[sobbing]
Oh!

We got him.

[Annette]
Thank you, thank you.

[crying]
[Leary]
You did great.

[laughing]

Do you prefer
a little refreshment?

Oh, no. No, thanks.
I’m still on duty.
Uh-oh. Cha cha cha.

Oh, come on. Take a day off,
Detective. Drink it.

All right.
I’ll take one.

Thank you.
Thank you.

I don’t understand
why I wasn’t invited

to watch
this whole thing go down.

You? I wish
I could have been there

to give that weirdo a few kicks.

Oh, don’t feel left out.

I’m surprised that he
fell for it, to be honest.

That was all Casey.

She knew that he couldn’t
resist the pattern

of the 50-minute window
we left for him every day.

Well, I’ve become an expert
at all-things-Morgan.

[laughing, shuddering]

I’m just glad nobody got hurt.

Yeah. Cheers to that.

I got a message
from the captain.

The same captain
who was so helpful earlier.

Oh, yeah, that guy.
Love him.

Yeah, he wanted me to apologize
to you on his behalf.

Finally! Good.

And also wants you
to meet with the department

about setting up
a threat management unit

"whose primary mission will be
to provide access to advocates,

"attorneys, judges,
law enforcement officers,

"and prosecutors to ensure that
protective orders are issued,

served and enforced
throughout the state."

I understand if you’re not
up to it, though.

No, I can do that.

I don’t want what happened to me
to happen to anybody else.

But tell your captain
just because I’m helping out

doesn’t make it right,
what happened to me.

Copy that.

Annette, is this
from our centerpiece?

Maybe.

[laughing]

[Annette]
It’s minty.
Eww!

Your friends are crazy!
[laughing]

I’m going to be lonely
without you following me
around all the time.

Oh, I think
you’ll manage.
[chuckles]

And besides,
you could always call me.

If you wanted.

You know, if you
ever need something,
you have my number.

That’s all I’m saying.
Hey.

Thank you.

I was just doing my job.

And you’re very welcome.

Hey, Leary.
You know, this could make
a pretty good story one day.

The young detective
who comes to the aid
of a distressed damsel

when nobody else believes her.

Could be good.
Does he save her in the end?

No. She saves herself.

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