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Everything I have said and done has been
in the hands of God.

I was born to do this. I am not afraid.

Everything I have said and done has been
in the hands of God.

Everything I have said and done has been
in the hands of God.

I was born to do this. I am not afraid.

Everything I have said and done has been
in the hands of God.

Everything I have said and done has been
in the hands of God.

I was born to do this.

Why are you sitting up here?

What?

Can't read.

It's not coming. You gotta walk, man.

Sorry. See ya.

Thanks.

Hi. Hi there. Excuse me.

I'm lost.

I'm looking for a white sand.

My girls are about to get out of
practice.

You. Can't look it up on your phone?

Well, my phone died and one of my girls
took the charger. I think you know how

that goes. You know, I left a really big
meeting just so I could get here in

time.

Just like that?

Oh, you're funny.

You're funny. I know White Sands is in
Pharr.

You've got to take the interstate to get
there.

I'm not totally sure, though. I'm not
from around here.

Hey, hang on a second. I got an idea.
How about I compensate you for your

Just doing my good deed for the day.

You know what? Speaking of good deeds,
can I offer you a ride? I mean, where do

you need to go?

I'm okay. I'm waiting for the bus.

You can't be waiting out here by
yourself. Just come on.

I'll give you a ride. Look, you got
nothing to worry about. I'm not a creep.

just, I'm a dad.

What happened here?

Oh, yeah. I need to get that picked.

Straight?

Yeah.

So what time were you supposed to pick
them up?

I don't know.

We got time. I thought you said you were
in a rush.

Do you smoke around them?

You like to ask questions, don't you?

Everything I've said and done has been
in the hands of God.

I'm not afraid.

Everything I have said and done has been
in the hand of God.

Um, I can just get off at the next
light. I can walk in there. No, I can't.

It's really close.

Jokes.

You just passed it. You follow
directions as good as you smell. No

so low. Whoa, whoa. We can eat the
little man. Where are we going? Relax.

some of this.

It's going to be a big baby.

It's good.

Go ahead.

It's all right.

You have to relax.

to do this. I'm not afraid.

What was that?

It's a quote from Joan of Arc.

She led the French to battle against
England and then became a saint for her

actions.

Right.

Wasn't she burned alive?

She was.

She also killed an awful lot of men
before that.

You indeed are correct.

I have nothing to worry about only you
do

said and done has been in the hands of

Dear God, what have you made of me?

Have mercy.

Have mercy. Have mercy on my soul.

Why don't I feel bad about this? Why?
Why do I feed on this?

My burden to carry.

My gift.

My curse.

Why?

Why have you made me this way?

Wow. How, darling?

Where have you been?

I've been waiting here for hours.

You have not just been waiting. Jules
has been dancing.

She gave me weed.

Oh. We're waiting for you, though, to do
the peyote.

Okay, Gigi. Oh, come on. She knows I'm
joking.

Better not drink the tea tonight,
though.

What? It sounds delicious in here. What
you cooking?

Beef stew.

So, are you just going to ignore my
question?

Where have you been?

The poli -sci exam we were supposed to
study?

I was waiting for you. Waiting for me?

Yeah. Where?

You know, the Goats Cafe.

The Goats?

Yeah. You said to meet you at the house.

So, why didn't you text me?

Oh. I was zoned out and my phone died.

Did you give this girl the upper or the
downer? Because she's 21 questions over

here. Maybe she's more the ketamine
type.

No, I'm just kidding her.

All right, fine. Let's just eat.

Pre -code films were a whole other
thing.

Hollywood in 1931 was a radical bed of
progressive ideas.

Women.

Women.

weren't just the femme fatale or the
ingenue or the doting wife or the

No, women were whole people.

Emancipated from the harness of how a
woman is supposed to behave.

Now, my mom, Claire's great -grandma,
was a Hollywood screenwriter in the 60s

and 70s, yeah.

And she did this one, Spaghetti Western,
and that is how I got into acting.

And I even taught little Claire all my
favorite screen combat moves, didn't I?

You never told me that.

Sorry for missing our study day today.
It won't happen again. Dude, don't sweat

it. We're good.

Well, text me when you get home.

Always. Bye.

Oh, and Claire?

Phelps was closed today for a private
event.

Hey there.

Jesus.

Bob, how many times do I have to kill
you?

Claire Bleeker.

New day, same habit.

Whatever this is, can we just reschedule
it for another time? I really need to

sleep. That's a big negative, my Auburn
vendetta.

Oh, hey, that'd be a great assassin name
for you.

Nobody hires me to do what I do... yet.

Um, Bob, what is this?

What are you doing here? I am here
representing the last itsy -bitsy piece

your conscience.

Really? Because I don't feel bad about
what I do.

Oh? Not even about me?

I thought we were pals.

No, I'm in college.

You're decomposing. I remember our first
encounter like it was yesterday.

What are you doing down there?

Oh, I'm not doing much, you know,
just... Are you

drunk?

Yeah.

Yes, I have been drinking.

Can you get up?

I can't.

Okay, I'm going to call someone for
help.

No, no, no, no, please, please, don't,
don't, don't.

Don't call anybody. Just give me a hand.

Thank you.

You want to talk about it?

30 years.

30 years of marriage.

I never even looked at another woman. I
never thought about another woman. I

never cared.

I find out that she cheated on me.

My whole life. She stepped on and taken
advantage of and

taken for granted and over and over and
over and over

and over.

I never thought that she would do that
to me.

I'm sure you'll find somebody that cares
about you the way you deserve.

Oh. Oh, okay.

Okay. Getting too tight.

Okay.

Stop. Stop. Get off me.

No, no, no, no, no, please.

Please, please.

What

is your

point? Why?

Why are you haunting me? You slipped and
fell and broke your dumb head open,

okay? So you can't be my conscience
uttering its last dying breaths or

you just said.

I'm here to warn you.

About? The man you murdered today.

Oh, please don't tell me. I'm going to
start seeing him, too.

He did not act alone.

Be mindful of what you say to him.

To whom?

Be mindful.

Okay. Thank you for being useless.

Good night, Bob.

You're still here, Bob.

Who cares? This whole thing is so
cynical.

When Teresa went missing, they didn't do
half the crap they're making us do

right now.

Wait, the girl went missing? Wait, who's
the guy?

I don't know, but look.

See these two girls from her school?
They were the last people that saw him.

they told me...

Pretended like he needed directions to
help pick up his daughters.

Men should never ask for directions.

Fact check. Homie had no daughters.

Classic.

Shocking.

There's a girl missing?

These girls are so cool. They don't even
hear you.

So a girl went missing?

Yeah, it was last year. Teresa Holmes.

She was so kind. She was talented. Okay,
she wasn't other people's boyfriend is

what she was.

Okay, sis.

I wasn't worried.

This is for sis.

Anyway, they found traces of GHB and
fentanyl in a flask in his car. So those

girls dodged a bullet.

Knew it. Knew what?

Um, all in my head. In my head, I was
thinking about them.

But you were so hot with so weird wear.

So did they say anything else? No, but I
mean, it had to be after school hours

or they wouldn't be interrogating us.

Interrogating.

Wait, is that what's happening here?

Yes, Einstein, what do you think we're
in line for, a juice breath?

Oh, my God, I need an alibi. Why?

I invoke the fifth. It's the fifth,
Amity, and you're not going to dwell in

there without an alibi for yesterday
afternoon.

Can you be my alibi?

You're so cute, but I can't. Why?

Firstly, you wouldn't be able to bear
the pressure of a class interrogation

would likely end up crushed by the web
of lies of your own making.

Secondly, a false testimony in a murder
case is a federal charge. Third of all,

you don't actually think they're looking
for a suspect amongst us, right?

I don't know.

Juliana LeBlanc. Here.

Ridiculous and a dumb waste of my time.

By the way, I knew it was the fifth. I
mean, I was so...

so obviously joking.

Juliana needs to get off her high horse.
You know, she thinks I'm not smart, but

I always get the last laugh in the end.

Remember that, Claire.

A juice process is so 2012 anyway. I
think who's standing in line for a

Wait, why don't you want to tell anyone
where you were yesterday?

Because it's private.

Claire Bleecker.

Yeah, good luck with that, kid. Let's
hope Juliana's as good a friend as she

says she is.

Claire, this is Detective Timmons. Miss
Bleeker is one of our newer students.

She's an East Coast transplant.

Well, yeah, I'm wearing the East Coast.

New York?

What got you moving here?

Dead parents.

Um, I'm sorry to hear that.

All right, Ms. Bleeker, I don't wish to
take too much of your time, but can you

walk us through your day yesterday from
about 2 p .m. to 8 p .m.? Mm -hmm.

Yeah, um... I started at school.

Then I went to the bus stop.

Which bus? The bus stop on campus?

Yeah.

Yeah.

On campus.

And what happened next?

I would bring her back.

And I went home and had a study date
with my friend.

And what did you put up with her?

Hey, Claire.

Claire.

Sorry?

I said you can go.

Okay. Well, you know where to find me if
you need me.

You have pets?

No.

Just bad habits.

Well, it's like I always say. Don't.

I'm just saying. Don't.

I didn't think it went that bad.

Yeah, right. It went fucking amazing.

Because I blacked out, and I have
absolutely no recollection of what I

said.

Don't say old Uncle Bob didn't warn you.

Well, look who it is.

Claire Bleeker.

Um...

I'm sorry, what is your name?

You're funny.

Amity told me you were funny.

Amity's ex.

Uh... Cool, I have to go.

Wait, where to?

You need a ride?

No, I... Uh... Actually, yeah, yeah.

So what happened with you and Truman
earlier today?

Huh? In the hallway.

I saw you guys.

Looked like some tension.

Oh, that kid?

Swat. You deserve it.

Why do you deserve it?

Amy didn't tell you?

Tell me what?

Look.

All you need to know is he did something
he regretted.

And he won't do it again.

This is me.

That was a dance. Thank you.

Hey, Claire.

Look, I know you're new in town, but I'm
throwing a party tonight.

Would you want to come?

Not with me. Not with me. Just you.

Or others, if you want?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, why not?

Awesome.

And just, can you do me one thing? Just
don't tell anybody I invited you.

I just don't want it to be a thing.

You know what I mean?

Okay.

All right, dope.

I'll see you tonight.

Party! I'm gonna come by about seven.
We'll get ready together.

It's gonna be awesome.

I don't know how you girls do it.

I mean... Gosh,

this is both painful and difficult at
the same time.

Wow, Bob.

You've been dead for only a month and
you've already summed up the entire

experience.

Okay, stop that. I cannot watch you do
this anymore.

Close.

Okay, stay still.

Bob, where do you go when you're not,
like...

Here? Yeah, like, why aren't you in
heaven yet? Are you on some type of

heaven probation, or... Why do you ask?

Just wondering if you'd...

See my mom and dad by any chance?

I have not.

I think about them a lot, actually.

I know that what I'm doing is right. I
can just feel it in my soul. But then I

think maybe they're up there looking
down and saying...

Normal Clara Bleeker is enough.

Maybe they're up there thinking that
they want normal Clara Bleeker to have

normal fun.

I am the result of a fallen world.

What has to give light, left in door
burning.

What's that smell?

Regrets.

This is good.

See, this is the acceptable kind of
trouble.

Juliana meeting us here?

No.

Why?

Because I didn't tell her.

Why not?

Mom, why try to kill the moon? It's all
the questions, okay? This is the night

for us to get out and be normal and be
social.

Bob and Claire, Bob and Claire, are you
with me?

Okay? Watch me be normal.

Hey, you!

You!

Mmm!

Oh, my God.

No, no more. No, I don't want to see.
You photograph disgustingly well.

And this is undisgusting, by the way.

I didn't expect to see you here tonight.

Hey. Well, I'm here on a work night.

Just a mere and humble observance of the
wild fucking human display.

Hmm, what kind of work is that?

Well, I'm actually, uh, I'm working on a
theory titled Demented Devouchery of an

Occupated College Student.

Wow. It'll make for, like, an edgy,
pricey coffee table book somewhere. I

know. Glad to be, uh, collecting dust in
some old dude's house.

What makes you think you made the cut?

Clearly, I am the cover.

I'm just Demented Devouchery at its
finest. Woo!

Wow.

So, what brings you here on this
delectable evening?

A ghost of a dead mailman that haunted
me told me to do it.

Better tell Loverboy I come with the
package.

Get it?

What else did this ghost tell you to do,
Claire?

I'd rather not say.

Let's just drop the ghost. Drop the
ghost. Shall we? Drop the ghost for the

of the night. Yeah.

I'll be your ghost. Yeah, he's not cool
at all.

Thank you.

the dream again.

We want to learn it now.

Do you know where the bathroom is?

It's up there.

You want me to wait for you?

Whoa. Uh, hi.

What's up?

How'd you find my room?

Dad, it's your room.

Yeah, I didn't know that. I checked all
the doors, but they were all locked and

yours wasn't.

So, yeah, you know the cost of trying to
hide.

It's pretty annoying.

Yeah. It's just a noise complaint, but
people inevitably bring jokes to these

things, so.

Cops stay a lot longer than they should.

What are you hiding, Claire Bleeker?

And why are you even in there?

Are you running from the cops?

Everybody started molting, so I did.

All right, well, look.

Make yourself comfortable, because it's
going to be a while.

You know, half my nicotine addiction
comes from manual fixation.

Which I don't get from paper.

I have to go.

Wait, are you sure?

Yeah, I have to be home.

Look, I would not risk that if I were
you. I gotta get home.

Death is more welcome here than you.

Next! Next.

Hey, Emily.

Hey, Claire.

Wish me luck. Actually, don't you say
break a leg, because we're in the

What part are you auditioning for?

Myra.

Obviously, the female lead.

You know what? You actually have a Helga
vibe.

Clairvoyant. I see what I did there with
your name. It's supporting.

I actually related a bit more to the two
male protagonists. You would.

Yara also dies after the first act. The
only thing you're projecting is vomit.

I wanted to just talk to you about
something.

Pretty important.

Okay, shoot. What was your relationship
like with Wade? Why?

Did he ever say anything or make you do
anything that felt forced?

What are you asking? If he put you in a
position... Why are you all of a sudden

curious about Wade? Did he ask you out?

No, I... I barely saw him the other
night. The other night?

They got at the party?

So you went to my ex's party without us.

Do you know how sketchy that sounds?

Amity, we're trying to prep. Okay, you
shut up.

Amity, it wasn't like that. That's
exactly what Teresa said. What does

have to do with this?

Oh, God.

I'd rather pass a kidney stone.

Next. I have to audition.

Amity, darling.

Finally,

a true thespian in this.

Thief dilettante. They're all
philistines. Entre vous.

A

girl went

missing? Yeah, it was last year. Teresa
Holmes.

Have you seen my text?

My phone's been off.

I'm just going to get to the point.

There is something really... I thought
you were going to get straight to the

point, Claire.

Okay.

I found photos of Amity that I don't
think she wanted taken, and there was

another of a missing girl. She went
missing last year. And then I found

of you.

What? You were unconscious.

I don't do drugs and I don't drink, so
frankly, I don't know what you're

about.

I know what I saw.

I'm trying to help you. Has Wade done
anything or said anything? Wade. It was

his room, the photos.

So you did hook up with him? What?

No, I didn't hook up with him. Claire,
listen.

I like you and all, but you just got
here six months ago. I've known Amity

middle school. Now, I don't give a damn
that you hooked up with her ex or

whatever. I didn't. Does that matter?

If you think I'm not keeping track of
all the lies you've been spewing

regularly, you are wrong. What lies? Go
to the cafe, Claire, or the party you

didn't think of inviting your friends
to. Oh, my God.

Bedroom.

You're a little dishonest, Claire.

You're smart.

You're pretty.

But you're dishonest.

You really think there's something
wrong? Then why not just go to the

Later, Claire.

Mr. Edwards?

No, ma 'am. Not today.

Auditions are over.

No. But, Mr. Edwards.

Director. Director Edwards, I have this
proposition for you. Because someone as

riveting as yourself should not settle
for a small -town production of a

spellbinding piece of literature. Your
vision is Broadway.

We're working in here.

Carry on. Because you're just this true
feminist.

You're a trailblazer, Mr. Edwards.

Can I assist you? No, I don't babysit.

But I did come up with the best idea
right now. It just popped into my brain.

Gender is a construct. So you can play
the male lead, Sydney Brule. Oh, great

idea. Opposite Amity Liston. And if you
are late ever again, you're out.

Move it.

I'm out of here. I'm off the clock.

Miss Fleeker, may I have a word with you
in the dean's office?

Yeah. Oh, of course.

Claire, do you remember last time we
spoke that it was about Joe Morton?

Uh, who?

The man who was murdered in his car.

Oh, right.

What about it? Well, the victim's only
witnesses recently testified that they

saw a redheaded girl waiting at the
campus bus stop the day of the murder.

But what time exactly did you get home
that night?

Forgive me. I'm having a little deja vu
here.

Well, let's see.

The bus was late. I was reading a book.
And I lost track of time.

And then I went home.

I had a study date with my friend,
Juliana LeBlanc. And then we made dinner

my grandma, Gigi. And then I just went
to bed.

Well, we spoke with your grandmother
earlier today.

She said you were three hours late.

Okay. And?

And Juliana didn't mention that when we
interrogated her.

She must have forgot. Doesn't really
seem like a relevant detail.

Buses aren't hours late, Ms. Bleeker.

Outrageous. I know. What a waste of my
time.

But I didn't see the guy that you're
talking about. So I'm sorry I don't have

more intel for you, Detective.

But that's not a crime, is it? No, it's
not, but giving a false testimony is.

And for some strange reason, you and
your two closest friends all have murky

testimonies on the day a man was
murdered.

Am I being detained, Detective?

No.

You can go.

But, Claire, let me be clear.

You have a three -hour gap in your
alibi.

I will find out why.

Detective Timmons?

Do you know how many women have gone
missing in this town in the last 30

53.

54 with Teresa Holmes.

In a single town in the course of only
three decades.

My brain just... How does something like
that go unnoticed?

How do so many women go unnoticed?

Claire, you're being naive if you don't
think we're aware.

People go missing. It's what keeps me up
at night, and it's the reason why I

warned you the first time I saw you.

But something tells me that you're
withholding pivotal information here.

Unless this guy has something to do with
these missing girls.

I think my job is done here.

I'm allowed to leave.

Right?

There's the door.

He can't have anything on me. He can't.
He can't. Because if he did, he'd

already have me detained. And I didn't
leave any DNA evidence behind because he

had already had me. Hmm.

How would I bring up all these missing
girls?

Demons just doesn't say anything. He
literally didn't say anything. It's

why doesn't anybody care? People tend to
not want to talk about that kind of

stuff. What does that mean? The ugly
stuff in the world.

They want to pretend it's not there.
What does that mean to me? What, like,

should just go on living our lives while
all these girls are missing? Why am I

even talking to you, Bob? Well,
technically, you're not. Timon, he's

watching, so I can't really do anything.

But on top of that, right, I'm just
jeopardizing all of my friends. You

really have any friends left, do you?
There's Juliana. There's Andy. There's

something that's not right about that.
And then you've got Wade. Oh, Wade.

You've got this.

photos look at her how did they get in
his room why does he have them i need to

figure out this puzzle i need to put all
of the pieces together it'll work out

but but i can't i can't because i
shouldn't i shouldn't be doing this i

doing this because i've done too many
things and they're going to resurface

i've done in the past i don't know i
need to know what to do what do i do pop

what do i do what do i do you have to
finish what you started i can't i can't

you have to go back You have to go back
to the house on Oak Street.

Like Joan of Arc.

Like Joan of Arc, guided solely by my
visions.

Joan burned, Claire.

You're on a work night.

Something so evil, it infects all of
those who touch it.

Death Trap.

is a Chinese box of moving parts that
makes you question everything that you

just learned.

Who is an ally?

Who is not? Who is a murderer?

And who is a victim?

I'm going to take this great play and
make it extraordinary by casting

Claire Bleeker as the male lead.

Sidney Brule, the washed -up writer
who's desperate for a second chance.

And Amity Liston will play Clifford, the
young and plucky student who

Sidney is trying to steal the play of
Death Trap from. I'm an ingenue.

Uh -huh. And Wade, you will be playing
Sidney's wife, the clingy Machiavellian

Myra. So I get to play Claire's clingy
wife?

Mm -hmm.

Miss Listen, whatever it is you are
channeling here, I need you to

save it for the stage.

Okay? Rehearsal time is indeed where
this belongs.

Indeed.

Now, donde esta mi psychic Helga?

Helga? Hey, I'm here. I'm here. Sorry.

I was working on film. No, no, no, no. I
do not tolerate tardiness.

Be gone!

Are you serious right now? Deadly! Out!

Okay, okay, okay.

And that is what we call acting!

See what I'm doing there, kid?

Helga, Helga, Helga, Helga, please come
back. We miss you already.

Please take a seat and use your psychic
abilities to make sure that you never,

ever, ever disappoint me again or you
will be out like... me from the closet.

I can't wait to get started until I can
watch Helga die a very slow and

excruciating death.

Wow. Claire here is clearly
overcompensating for her lack of talent

method acting, which I stand.

Okay. Bravo, Claire.

Bravo.

Everybody up, up, up!

You are instrument people of five, six,
seven, eight.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

What's your problem? Hey, hey, hey.

Don't come near me.

You're actually insane.

What the fuck? You're a nutjob. Fuck.

So? So what?

So what is our plan?

There is a curfew in place.

That is the plan. A curfew? What does a
curfew do in this situation? It is a

necessary precaution, given the extreme
circumstances that we're in. The only

person right now who is in extreme
circumstances is Juliana. If we don't do

something immediately, she's going to
disappear like the rest of the girls.

There's going to be a vigil.

We'll go to the vigil. What does a vigil
do, Gigi? We should be out looking

right now.

And what is with the coffee? It's to
keep me up.

While you sleep.

Are you serious?

Yes. Right now, anything could be
happening to her. I hear you talking to

yourself at night.

Detective Timmons says I should take
particular care with you because of your

fragile state of mind.

What, is he insinuating that I'm crazy?
No, it's not like that. Is that what you

think? No, that's not what I think. But
you've been through a lot, Claire.

You've seen some horrifying things, and
I know that you sneak out at night to do

what I have no idea, but it has to stop.

From now on, it is home, school, home.
Until when? Until I say so!

What was it doing in your drawer?

Oh, come on. What is this for?

What is it you do when you sneak out at
night?

Jimmy.

I can't tell you.

I can't tell anyone.

You are grounded.

I'm not your child, Gigi.

No, you're not.

Because I had to bury my child with my
own hands.

I'm gonna bury my granddaughter also.

You have to promise me something.

You will never tell anyone what you did
in the woods today, okay?

Even if you saved a life.

It will haunt you, Claire.

It will change your life forever, and
not everyone will understand you.

Not everyone will see you as a hero.

You have to bear this secret alone.

But whenever you feel like you need to
take this burden off your shoulders, You

come talk to me.

I'll always be with you when it goes
dark.

Mom?

To thee do we cry, poor children of Eve.
To thee do we send up our sighs,

mourning and weeping in this valley of
tears.

Please, Holy Mary, Mother of God, the
blood,

it won't come off.

Help me carry this burden. I can't do
this anymore. I'm not strong enough.

I belong nowhere.

Show me the way. Make me your vessel.

Please do not abandon me.

Pray for us sinners now and in the hour
of our death.

Who are you taking the photos for?

Claire.

Please, don't do something you may
regret. Who are you taking the photos

Okay, look, I'll answer whatever
question you have, but you need to put

knife down. No.

Who are you taking the photos for?

I don't know what you're asking me. The
photo that you took of me the night of

the party, why did I find it in some
stranger's basement?

What was it doing there? Who are you
selling those photos to? Your photo.

Don't act fucking stupid. You know what
I'm talking about. Look, my camera was

stolen the night of the party, okay?
When cops came. All right? All those

that I took are gone. Literally, I
didn't get a chance to download them. I

them. Are you lying to me? No, look.

Every single photo I took that night is
gone.

Including yours.

I'm working on film again.

What do you know about the house on Oak
Street?

Who told you? Was it Wade?

What about Wade?

He thinks I took some promiscuous photos
of his girl when I didn't even know

what I was walking myself into, okay?
And I don't even think Amity did either.

was just answering some stupid
photography ad to make some cash, okay?

even go back. That's it.

Did you take this photo?

No.

But I recognize the background.

The house.

Newberry, right? Yeah, we didn't get a
chance to introduce ourselves. My name

Truman. Your prince was my
granddaughter?

Oh, yes, yes. And where is Claire?

I haven't seen her.

Prince what?

She told me she was with her friends.

She's not home, and she's not here.

So where is she?

Where is she?

Where is my granddaughter?

I can't lose her, Drew. I can't lose
her.

I can't lose her, too.

Hello.

Have you seen my friend, Juliana
LeBlanc?

She went missing three days ago.

Have you seen her?

I'm sorry, kid, I haven't. Are you sure?
Can you take another look, please?

Because I've been searching all night
and...

I'm so tired.

Um, can I use your bathroom?

It'll be really quick, I promise.

Uh, where is it? Your bathroom?

On the left.

And can I, uh, get a glass of water?

So thirsty.

You go.

Thank you for your hospitality.

Gibbs needs more product within two
days.

Raw stuff.

Younger.

This is a process!

It's time to get these calls.

You run a business at Randall, and
you're behind on delivery.

Either you're in or you're out. Well,
things have been a bit backed up since

Joe situation.

Gibbs was sorry to hear about your
brother.

Yeah, well, he did all the pickups, and
now I'm running this thing all myself.

What about the recruiter we got you?

Whose idea was that?

Hold on.

Hey.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hello.

Hi.

There she is.

You're not going to believe what just
knocked on my door.

She showed up looking for the other one.

The van will meet your place in an hour.

You better have them both on it. Hey,
the guys are coming. I'll send you to

face -off.

All right, listen up.

Girl on the bed's done. All right, she's
got to pick up in an hour.

Meanwhile, I caught another one.

So she's going to need some pictures.

She needs video. And I'll tell you, if
you get down early, you can have some

with her before the van picks her up,
okay?

Have at it. Let's go.

Hey, take the brakes out.

A little messy.

There you go.

All right, clear out.

There we go.

There we go.

Oh, it's good.

Randall, can I get her for the video?

All right. Hey, I'm done.

Okie doke. Bring her on.

Showtime.

Hang on a second.

I'm getting a vision.

You two look good together.

Why don't we spice up this video?

Maybe I introduce some product testing
to the package and get a bidding war

going on.

Put on a mask and get camera ready. I
ain't getting paid enough for this shit,

man. I'll do it. Yes!

Yes!

What's wrong with you, Justin?

Jesus Christ.

Hey, Randall, how much did you get for
her, man?

She can't even stand up straight.

I can't pick up that girl.

You want me to reset the lights by the
bed? No, just pull the horse over. Let's

go.

I was born to do this. Hey, Randall, I
don't like this man.

You are still alive.

Everything I have said and done has been
in the hands of God.

I was born to do this. I'm not afraid.

I won't have mercy on your soul if you
don't. On my soul.

Let her go.

Help! Help! We're down here!

Help!

Help us, please! We're down here. Please
help us. I'm so scared. Please. Please.

What the fuck happened here?

Randall, Jesus Christ, man, you had one
job.

You fucking piece of shit.

Claire.

All right, let's try to all walk out of
here alive, shall we?

Tell him to let her go.

Do it!

Go on.

Put the scissors on the floor and pass
them to me.

That was fair.

I'd say we're even now, don't you? Where
did all the girls go, Timmons?

Hmm?

How much do they go for?

Please don't hit me. Please.

You're never going to believe what
happened.

You have to see what's on TV.

The city town has been discovered to be
the nest of a human trafficking

operation that has run for more than 40
years. A local college student, Juliana

LeBlanc, who went missing three days
ago, was found alive inside the basement

trafficking ringleader Randall Morton.
Mr. Morton and his brother Joe had

previously been convicted with bail.

years prior when another student came to
this house looking for her friend she

walked into the scene of a gruesome day
miraculously juliana was spared from

what happened it was really scary i

the door was open and and then i could
hear yelling coming from the basement

and then i went in

And I was like walking. It took such
courage for this young lady to walk into

the wolf's mouth. But her action saved
her best friend's life.

Stay tuned for more information on the
Pigman Flat trafficking case. We'll be

right back after a short break.

Don't worry, Claire.

She got to die peacefully in her own
home.

Well, not too peacefully, since she had
a heart attack the second she realized I

was after you.

Remember, I tried to make a deal with
you, but you had to go all Rambo in that

basement.

You could have spared your grandmother's
life.

All they do is take from me.

They take from me. What?

What are you saying? I cannot hear you.

The only thing I have is...

I'm gone. I have nothing.

I have nothing.

Are you here to kill me now?

Claire, I think there's been a
misunderstanding.

I'm not here to kill you.

I don't want you dead at all.

I want you to work for me. No, with me.

See, as you rightfully pointed out, you
have nothing to live for.

No family members left.

But you are a weapon.

Oh, my God, Claire, we could make so
much money together.

I'm telling you, you'd be set for life.

How do I do that?

I expected a little resistance.

See, I've done some research on you,
Miss Bleeker.

Your father left when you were in fifth
grade.

Mom had a rare heart condition that went
undiagnosed.

You should die when you were only 14.

After that, you moved from New York to
Connecticut, from friends' houses to

boarding schools until you ended up
here.

But it appears that wherever you went,
somehow a mysterious surge of murder

cases made it look like suicides or
accidents happened.

I know you killed Joe Morley.

I know you're responsible for the
mailman's death and virtually every

unsolved murder in the cities you've
lived in.

Join me, Claire.

Or it's only a matter of time until you
get caught.

I can protect you.

Detective.

I believe in what I do.

I hope I get caught.

Thank you, Chance.

What has to give light must endure
burning.

What has to fight must endure
destruction.

Burn.

Cheryl, you made it.

Thank you for coming. Are you loving?

I know. It's phenomenal.

Pumpkin. Hi, Cole. We're so glad you
made it. You're doing all right?

Yeah, of course.

Ruh -roh, honey.

Where you belong.

Yeah. I'm watching YouTube.

Trouble.

Pull it together, people!

Oh, my God.

He's here for Christ's sake.

Yes,

yes, yes, yes, yes.

Okay. Family, family. Can you stand
still, please?

Yes. I just bit you fine last week.

Maybe I'm losing weight.

Not in the trunk.

Ah!

Okay, do I look manly enough for you?

Hell, what?

Clifford's ready. We open in five. Let's
go. Five? We can't be late. Move it,

move it. Props, props, props.

Please stop me from putting this in
someone's face.

You.

Perfection. Yes, I love it. Come on.

OMG. There's reviewers here. They are
totally judging me. And we are going to

hell. Curtis!

Why don't you take some of my flowers?

I have, like, way too many.

Look at Wade.

At least we don't need him to finish the
play.

But we do need you.

Sorry.

It's opening night.

Hey.

Break a leg, Claire.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Hi, Claire.

Where have you been this entire time? I
could have used your help, you know.

Gigi, Ted.

I know.

But she's... She's here. She's... She's
watching over you.

And she wants you to know she's very
proud of you.

And so are your parents.

But there is one last thing that you
have to do.

And you can only do it now.

We're about to go. It's pretty
disastrous timing, Bob.

The tale of Oak Street isn't over.

What?

The code is 1713.

Code for what?

You need more product within two days.

Locked up.

Younger.

What about the recruiter we got you?

He thinks I took some promiscuous photos
of his girlfriend.

Juliana thinks I'm not smart, but I
always get the last laugh in the end.

Remember that, Claire.

done has been in the hands of God.