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- Sit where you like, pal.

Whatcha drinking?

- Vodka rocks. - Yeah.

* It's not the things you want to be *

* I can feel you close to me

- Is this seat taken?

- I don't think so.

- What can I get you to drink, miss?

- Please, allow me.

If it's okay with the lady,

I'd like to buy her a drink.

- That's very kind of you.

Classy.

What Chardonnay's do you have?

- Uh,

just one, miss.

- I'm sure that'll be okay.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Gary. Gary Roads.

- Well, Gary,

I'm Shawna.

Is this one of your hang outs?

- Actually, no.

I've never been here before.

- Me either.

I don't normally frequent bars by myself.

I wouldn't be here, except,

I had a little car trouble.

- Car trouble, huh?

That's too bad.

What seems to be the problem?

- I'm not sure.

It's making some sort of ticking noise and it won't start.

- Sounds like a dead battery.

- Yeah, that's what I figured.

I have a friend coming to pick me up,

but I have to wait till she gets off work.

You're not a mechanic by any chance?

- No.

Actually, I'm here for a meeting at the Sanspur Hotel.

- I know that place.

It's nice, but expensive.

- Yeah, and they don't have a lounge.

So, I decided to check out the local spots.

- Course.

You know, Antonio Bay has a very nice beach.

Lots of cute restaurants and bars.

Have you checked it out yet?

- No, but maybe tomorrow after the meeting,

if I'm lucky.

You know, I was just about to shove off,

but I can give you a ride home if you want.

That way you don't have to wait for your friend.

- I don't know, Gary.

- I'm harmless, look.

Commercial File Storage Solutions.

- Well, I'm not sure what that means.

But, it sounds very official.

Well,

okay.

Yeah, just let me call my friend.

Tell her she doesn't need to pick me up.

* I see you walking back to me

- All right.

Let's go. It's not that far.

* Just hoping maybe you're the one *

- Morning.

- Morning babe.

Coffee?

- Maybe.

Why didn't you wake me?

I could've made you breakfast.

- You seemed to be having trouble

falling asleep last night, Lex.

You didn't stop moving around until about 3:00 a.m.

I didn't wanna disturb you.

- I'm feeling weaker every day.

- Something has to change.

Lexi, you can't keep on like this.

- We both knew this would happen.

And for what?

These treatments, they're just prolonging things.

They're not fixing anything.

They're just killing me faster.

- I know.

Maybe it's time we see a new doctor.

- Richard, the diagnosis is what it is.

We both know that.

It's just a matter of how much time do I really have left.

- Don't talk like that.

Lexi, people have beaten this before.

- I won't.

I can't.

Unless...

- Unless what?

- Well, I was coming out of Dr. Brandon's yesterday,

and I ran into this girl name Allison.

And, she was pulling her records.

She was leaving.

She found a better doctor.

Was a completely new style of treatment,

and she said it was helping her.

She looked so alive.

So happy.

- Who is this guy?

Maybe we should check him out?

- I want to. I really do.

Just, it's not an approved course of therapy.

It's something else. Something experimental.

- Experimental.

I don't like the sound of that.

- It's a new thing the government approved.

Their right to trial law.

Lets patients receive unconventional treatments.

- Yeah, I've heard about that Lexi,

but at what cost?

You'd be like some kind of human guinea pig.

- I knew you'd say that.

- Lexi, it's just you...

- It's just what?

Could it really hurt me to see him?

- Of course.

You're right.

Do you know how to find this guy?

- I have an appointment scheduled for later today.

- Okay.

But I wanna hear everything he has to say

when I get home tonight.

Promise? - Promise.

- Okay. All right, sweetheart.

I love you.

I'm running late. I gotta go.

- Have a good day baby.

- See you tonight?

Hey.

Good luck.

- Ooh!

What the hell do you think happened to that guy?

- We're getting an autopsy to figure this one out.

When is the examiner gonna be here?

- Oh, they're at least 20 minutes out.

- They way I figure it,

he went for a late night swim and ran into a shark.

A big one.

- Would a shark leave that much of him?

- Maybe he made it back to shore before it finished him off.

- And he ran all the back up here like that?

- I didn't say it was the answer.

It's just the most obvious choice.

I know.

A boat propeller.

A boat propeller would do that.

- Or a lawn mower.

Well, one thing's for damn sure,

we ain't gonna get much outta this guy.

- Don't be so sure of that.

- Good morning, Richard.

Nice to see you in a little early today.

That's how people get ahead around here.

Punctuality and precision.

- Thank you, Mr. Willright.

Traffic was on my side this morning.

- Good.

Now, about these reports you turned in yesterday.

Frankly, they could be better.

- Better?

But, they're perfect.

I double checked them myself.

- Richard, Richard, Richard.

Yes, they are perfect technically.

- Technically? - Absolutely.

Without a doubt,

those are the most technically accurate reports

I have ever seen.

But they're boring.

There's no life to them.

- They're not suppose to be lively.

They're summarizing the cost comparisons

of fiberglass trash dumpsters.

- Fact, but can you really expect to sell

a fiberglass dumpster with a lifeless summary like that?

I think not.

- All right. I'll give it another shot.

- Don't bother.

These will do well enough,

but in the future maybe take a page from Jeff's playbook,

and fuse a little energy in there now and again.

- Jeff?

But he just copies all his information from the internet.

- It's not the journey, Richard.

It's the destination.

And let's not be petty about this.

- But, Mr.-

- If you put your mind to task,

I'm sure you might get a promotion too.

- Wait. Jeff got a promotion?

- Yeah, just this morning.

And don't look so surprised.

I can't help it if he gets his work done quicker than you.

- Oh, I can't believe this.

- Believe it.

And, think about what I said.

Energy Richard. Energy.

My man.

- Good morning, Richard.

- Good morning, boss.

- Oh, so you heard?

Well, I'm not your boss yet.

- What are you here to rub it in?

- Absolutely not. You and I are friends.

I just came to see if you wanted to get a drink tonight

to celebrate my promotion?

- Sorry, I can't.

- You're not sore, are you?

- No. I guess not.

It's Lexi.

- Ah. No good news then?

- No. No not really.

I don't know what to do.

I feel so helpless.

- I'm sorry, bud.

Maybe things will change.

It's happened before.

- Yeah, maybe.

She is seeing a new doctor where this guy's trying

a new experimental treatment.

I don't like it,

but she wants to check it out.

- Well, can you blame her?

Look, if anything changes,

you let me know.

In the meantime,

I gotta go fire a few people.

- Jeff?

- Just kidding. Just kidding.

- Hello, Alexia.

I'm Dr. Sinclair.

Nice to meet you.

- It's nice to meet you.

- How're you feeling?

- Okay, I guess.

- This is progressing.

Now, as disheartening as this may appear,

you're situation's not that unusual.

I've seen this before.

Many times.

There's this sudden

finality about it.

Which is almost always the case when you get to this stage.

- I know I'm clutching at straws, Dr. Sinclair,

but I mean I've run out of options.

What choice do I really have?

- Not much of a choice, I'm afraid.

I'm seeing here you're not married.

- No, but I wanna be.

I know that's unrealistic now.

- You may know this course of treatment you're on right now

can only have one outcome.

- So, there's nothing you can do?

You can't help me?

- I didn't say that.

Actually, you're the perfect candidate

for my special course of treatment, Alexia.

You met Allison right?

Believe it or not,

it wasn't even a month ago,

she was sitting right here where you are now.

Same shape.

Today, she's almost completely cured.

- Really? Cured?

Are you serious?

- Absolutely.

I know I can help you, Alexia.

The question is,

are you prepared to take the next step?

It's a big one.

- Well, what do I have to do?

- Let me show you something.

Come with me.

It's this way.

I do realize it's very warm in here,

but trust me.

It's absolutely imperative to recreate

that tropical environment for their survival.

- Wow.

Beautiful, aren't they?

- Yes.

And so many of them.

What are they?

- Pygocentrus, also known as caribe.

You might know them better as piranha.

- Piranhas?

- Yes. Piranha.

They may have a unwarranted reputation for violence,

but they are essential to my work.

- I don't think I understand.

- I didn't expect that you would.

For years now,

researchers have been studying the commonalities

between human and shark DNA.

So far, they've identified 154 genes that we have in common.

- Think I read about that.

- Right.

Researchers have been studying the shark's ability

to repair it's own DNA.

They were hoping to create medicines that can interrupt

the formations of cancer cells in humans.

So far, it has not been very fruitful but,

here,

I found a way to accelerate the process

using this fresh water fish.

- So, you're using these fish to treat your patients?

- Not the whole fish.

Just a tiny strand of their DNA using

a DNA binding agent, mitomycin.

It's all a little complicated but,

it works.

What do you say?

We can start right now if you want to.

- I don't know. This is all really over my head.

- Clock is ticking, Alexia.

Time is not your friend.

It's just one small injection.

One tiny little injection.

- Just a shot?

- Yes. Like a flu shot.

Think about it.

Everything you wanted in your life.

The husband you want.

The whole life you wanted is right here before you.

All you have to do is reach out

and grab it.

- In for a penny, in for a pound right?

- Yes.

Yes.

So, now let's talk about those special rules.

Then we can start you off on your first shot.

- Yes, sir.

Well, as soon as I have something,

I will definitely share it with you.

- Who was that?

- Chief Kelly.

- Morro Bay Chief Kelly?

- He has two more victims with the same MO.

- Two?

- Two healthy young males, same kind of wounds.

- Did he tell you what killed them?

- No. That's what he wants us to tell him.

Did you need something?

- Oh, I got that postmortem report you were looking for.

- Great. Hoping to have something to keep me awake tonight.

You read this?

- No. Not yet.

- As expected, the victims lungs are filled with water.

But it's chlorinated water.

- Chlorinated water like from a swimming pool?

- Or a spa.

Fingerprints ID the victim as one Gary Handly,

out-of-towner from Scranton.

Took a room at the Sanspur Hotel on Antonio Bay.

He booked a conference room for a meeting in the morning,

but he never showed up.

- Obviously. - Obviously.

Night clerk says they saw Mr. Handly exit the building

early yesterday evening,

but he never came back.

At least not via the main lobby.

- I just don't get it.

- That's why they're called mysteries.

- What the hell is this?

- Sharp, tiny, little teeth.

- Richard.

- Hey.

I was just calling to see how things

are going for you today.

Are you okay?

- Yes, I'm all right.

- Did you see the new doctor?

- Yeah, I saw him.

- Lexi, are you sure you're all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

I was just laying down.

- Okay. I'm sorry.

Well, we could talk later.

- Richard, the doctor gave me a prescription

to help me sleep.

He says I need to get stronger in order to be treated.

- I totally agree.

- Good.

I'm supposed to take it at 6:00 p.m.,

and I shouldn't be disturbed.

- Whatever you need, babe.

- Thanks.

Would you mind getting dinner on your own tonight?

Give me the evening to myself?

- Sure, Lexi. I can do that.

Jeff wants to celebrate his new promotion anyway.

I'll just go have dinner with him.

- You're a doll.

I'll see you in the morning.

Try not to wake me when you come in.

- Okay, baby.

Get some rest.

- Hey, Richard.

Here's the pocket guide for Ref U. Spin Transporters.

Mr. Willright said you wanted to borrow it.

- You sure you can spare it?

- Of course. I get all my information off the internet.

- Yeah, I know.

Thanks. I won't need it for long.

- Hey, take your time.

I never use it.

- Oh, Jeff.

About that drink tonight?

- Change your mind?

- Lexi changed it for me.

- Ooh. Everything okay?

- I guess so.

She went to see that new doctor and he gave her

a prescription for sleeping.

So, she asked me to fend for myself tonight.

- Perfect.

We'll grab a bite, head over to the Bayside bar.

I'm buying.

- You don't have to do that.

- Hey, I can afford it.

I just got a big raise.

- Lucky you.

Okay.

Sounds like a plan.

- Don't look so down, pal.

Maybe this new doctor is the answer to all your prayers.

You never know.

- Yeah.

You never know.

- Is this the coolest bar on the coast highway or what?

- Jeff, it's a dive.

Certified, card carrying dive, man.

- I know. It's great, isn't it?

- I'm just glad we had dinner before we got here.

- Don't be so picky.

Besides, every week night at the Bayside is free taco night.

- Oh, great.

- What'll ya have, gents? - Scotch and soda.

- Same here.

- How original. I love it.

- I'll tell you something right now though,

the night you wanna come here is Saturday night.

- Why's that?

- It's a total babe marathon.

All the young girls who have been out at the beach all day,

they wander in half loaded.

One cocktail away from party town.

- Party town?

- Yeah, but tonight's not to bad for a week night.

- Must be the free tacos.

- Hey, boys.

- Well, hello.

- Hi, I'm Allison.

- Allison?

- That's right.

Don't I look like an Allison to you?

- Of course. Sorry.

I was thinking of something else.

- Something fun, I hope.

- It's a nice name.

I'm sorry if I seemed rude.

- Don't worry about it.

Do you guys mind if I grab your hot stuff?

- Hot stuff?

- For the tacos.

Unless, of course, you have an order on the way.

- Oh, no.

We didn't.

Help yourself.

- Thanks.

I like it spicy.

If you guys do decide to place an order,

I'll bring it right back.

Just whistle.

- Did you pick up on that?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

Is that girl a hooker?

- Don't be silly.

She's probably an x-ray technician or something.

- Yeah. - But I better find out.

- Wait. Wait.

Jeff, what about me?

- She's got a friend.

- Come on, Jeff. You know I can't do that.

- Just keep my seat warm for me, will ya?

- Jeff.

Thanks.

- Be a doll and make yourself at home

while I go get comfortable?

- Sure. No problem.

Is the heat turned up in here?

- I do like to keep it warm.

I'm more of a clothing optional kind of girl.

Plus the ocean breeze

gets a little chilly at night.

Do you mind?

- Hey, it's your house.

- I'll be right back.

- Ooh!

- Jeffrey. What happened to you?

- Hey, sorry I ran out on you.

It was an offer I couldn't refuse.

- I'll bet.

- I just wanna tell you not to wait for me.

- I'm already on my way home.

- Oh, sorry about all of this.

Didn't mean to leave you hanging.

- Let me guess. You're tied up for the evening?

- Not yet, but the night's still young.

- Have fun, Jeff.

- Jeff.

- Look, I gotta go.

Nature calls.

Hey.

- I didn't mean to keep you waiting,

but I need a hot shower at the end of a long day.

- You should've tried the spa.

It's hot enough to cook in.

- That's funny.

It's also how I like to start my nights too.

Do you wanna see something that you've never seen before?

- Sure. You have my whole undivided attention.

- Good.

You wouldn't want to miss this.

- Oh.

- Morning!

- Hey!

You're up early.

- I know, I got plenty of sleep last night.

- Good, good.

I know how much you needed it.

What are you doing?

- Making you breakfast.

Scrambled eggs.

- Wow. I didn't expect that.

- Well, you deserve it.

Sorry about last night, but, you know, doctor's orders.

- It's okay. I didn't mind.

How you feeling today?

You look better.

- Thanks. I mean, I feel pretty damn good.

Better than I have in months.

I think it's the new treatment I started yesterday.

No radiation, really. Nothing at all.

- You started it already?

I thought we were gonna talk about this.

- I really didn't see any reason to wait.

Are you mad?

- No. It's just-

- Richard, you don't seem very happy

that I'm feeling better.

Why?

- Of course I'm happy, Lexi.

I want what's best for you.

So, what, no side effects?

- Unless you consider feeling great a side effect.

- Okay, good.

Good. I just wish we had a chance to discuss it first.

You never know about these things.

Do you want to talk about it?

- I'm sorry, but there are some really strict rules

about this program, and not talking

about it to outsiders is one of them.

- Outsiders.

Are you serious?

Not talking about it?

What is it? Some kind of cult?

- Don't be silly.

You just wouldn't understand, that's all.

- Try me.

- Sausage?

- Sure.

Lex, is the heat on in here?

- Yeah, I was super cold last night

so I turned it up before I went to bed.

- Well, it's warm enough in here to make the breakfast.

I'm gonna turn it down a little.

- Richard, don't.

I'm still freezing.

If you don't mind.

- All right, I'm gonna take a shower.

- Okay, but make it quick.

Breakfast will be ready in a few.

- Hello?

- Richard? Wheelwright.

- Yes, Mr. Wheelwright.

- Look, I'm in Jeff's office, and he's not here.

Do you know where he is?

- No, sir. I haven't seen him since last night.

- Last night?

- Yeah. We went out to celebrate his new promotion.

Had a couple drinks, you know.

- He's not hung over somewhere, is he?

- I really don't know. Did you try his cell?

- Of course. No answer.

- Well, that's too bad. I'm sure he'll be in soon.

- Too bad is right.

It was just like you said.

- Sir?

- Everything in his last report was plagiarized

right off the internet.

- Oh.

- Listen, if you see him,

tell him I'm giving his promotion to you.

- I will.

Does it come with his raise?

- Damn straight.

- Yeah.

Wait, you want me to come where? Why?

Okay, I'll be right down.

Great.

Just what I needed.

- This is Richard James.

- Have a seat, Mr. James.

- I'm sure there must be some kind of mistake here.

- You have a friend named Jeff?

- Jeff.

Yeah.

Jeff. He works in the office with me.

Why, what's wrong?

Is he missing or something?

- He's dead.

- Dead?

Oh my God.

How?

- Well, that's where you come in.

When's the last time you saw him?

- Last night.

He got a promotion at work yesterday.

We went out to celebrate.

- You call this a celebration?

- What are you trying to say?

That I did that? That I killed him?

- He got the promotion that you wanted.

The one that you felt like you deserved.

- Well, yeah. How did you know that?

- Did you two argue?

- No. No, of course not.

- We spoke to your boss this morning,

and when your buddy didn't show up to work today,

he gave that promotion to you.

- So, what? Is that supposed to prove something?

- Maybe.

What happened when you two friends went out last night?

- We had dinner and then a drink at the Bayside Bar.

Jeff met this girl, Allison.

She was eating tacos.

- Tacos.

- Every weeknight is free taco night at the Bayside.

She borrowed our hot sauce.

Jeff met this girl and they took off.

I went home and slept on the couch.

- You slept on the couch.

- My girlfriend's been sick.

I didn't wanna wake her.

- So she didn't see you until the morning.

- Well, there goes your alibi.

- You people are crazy.

I don't need an alibi. I didn't do anything.

I want a lawyer.

- You don't need one.

I mean, not yet.

Give me a call if you decide to confess.

- You think he did it?

- No.

But if he did, he's the most vicious serial killer

I've ever heard of.

Worth keeping an eye on him.

- Richard, where have you been?

It's almost 1:30.

- I've been at the police station.

- Police station?

Is that what that call was about this morning?

- Yeah.

And thanks for throwing me under the bus.

- But I...

How was I supposed to know you were wanted by the police?

- I have to go home now.

- Are you in some kind of trouble?

- Not yet, but I need to go check on Lexi.

I need to make sure we have our story straight.

- Richard, you keep walking off the job like that,

I'm gonna have to hand that promotion back to Jeffrey.

- Good luck with that 'cause he's dead.

- Did you say dead? - Dead.

- And the police think you did it?

- They didn't say as much,

but I know what they were thinking.

Now I have to go check out Lexi.

Make sure we're on the same page.

- Okay.

Okay, take all the time you need,

just be calm, okay?

There's no need to get angry.

- Jeez. Thanks, Wheelright.

And don't worry,

I haven't killed anyone in at least 24 hours.

Lexi, you home?

Lex.

- Richard, I am truly sorry

things have been kind of rough for us lately,

but I feel like we've done everything we can do together,

and now it's time to go our separate ways.

- What the hell?

- I've decided to move into a group home

with the other girls in the program,

as the doctor feels it is for my own good.

I know you wouldn't approve

and would try to talk me out of it,

so I've taken the steps to remove myself from the house.

Please know that I love you,

and maybe you'll find happiness with someone else soon.

Please don't look for me.

Lex.

- What the hell is happening?

Jeff's dead, I'm the number one suspect, and now this shit?

- So these things are completely normal.

But I sincerely appreciate your concern, Mr. James,

as I'm sure Alexia does to.

But I show you, you have nothing to worry about.

She's in great hands, actually.

- With all due respect,

I'd like to hear that from her myself.

- I'm afraid that will not be possible.

I can't release the private information

for any of my patients.

I'm sure you're aware of that.

Alexia has made, what she believes, is the best choice

for the sake of her own wellbeing.

I don't understand why you can't accept that,

and be happy for her.

- It's just so sudden.

One day she comes to see you, the next day she's gone.

- Don't you understand it's for her own good?

I wholeheartedly agree with her choice

to join that group home.

It's filled with people like her.

People who are experiencing the same exact situation.

It's a very nurturing place.

What could be better?

- I just want to talk to her.

- I understand. I understand.

I don't blame you.

If she changes her mind, I'm sure she's gonna contact you.

In the meantime, be happy for her.

She's healing.

- I am happy.

Dr. Sinclair,

you're wanted in aquatherapy, stat.

- Story of my life.

Thank you for coming. I'll talk you later.

I'm afraid it's time for you to leave now, Mr. James.

- What is this?

- It's an aquarium.

- What kind of aquarium?

- Tropical fish.

- What if any of these get loose?

- They can be killed very quickly.

- Killed?

How?

- By introducing ethylene glycol into the water system.

- Ethylene glycol?

- Yes. Radiator coolant, like in your car.

- Why is it so hot in here?

- They're tropical fish.

They need a warm environment to survive,

otherwise they will die.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm very busy.

We can catch up later. If you don't mind.

- All right.

But you haven't heard the last of this.

- You know, I think he really means that.

- Hey, pal. Sit wherever you like.

Scotch and soda, right?

- Yeah. Yeah, that's right.

Do you remember me?

- I'm good with faces.

- Do you remember my friend here?

- Am I supposed to?

- Think hard. He was here with me last night.

- I lied, okay? I'm really not that good with faces.

- He, he left with this girl, Allison.

She was eating tacos.

She asked to borrow our hot sauce.

- You're kidding, right?

- Hey, could I get a drink down here?

- I didn't expect to see you back again so soon.

You're becoming a regular.

- Hey, I remember you.

You were here last night with that girl, right? Allison?

- Hey, you're pretty sharp.

And you were with that other guy-

- Jeff. - Jeff, yeah.

Not my type.

Seemed like a nice guy though.

So, you all by yourself tonight?

- So far.

- Good looking guy, like you?

I figured you as a steady girlfriend type.

- Yeah. Yeah, I was.

But that's all over now.

- Mm, too bad.

And here you are out on the town all alone.

- I'm not alone.

I have you.

- You're funny.

I like that in a guy.

Shows a certain level of intelligence.

- What happened to Jeff?

- I'm not sure what you mean.

- He's dead.

- That's terrible.

All I know is he left with my friend.

I guess that's why he didn't call her back.

I just figured he was some sort of jerk.

- I've gotta hit the head.

I'll be right back.

You've reached the office

of Detective Shane Antonio, Bay Police.

If this is an emergency, please dial 9-1-1.

Otherwise, leave a message.

- Detective Shane, this is Richard James.

I just connected with one of the girls

Jeff and I saw last night.

I'm sure she has something to do with Jeff's killing.

If you get this message, head down to the Bayside Bar.

I'm going to try to keep her here as long as I can.

Hurry or you're going to screw this up.

- Ooh.

Well, here's to the most beautiful girl in the room.

- Very sweet of you, Richard.

- How'd you know my name?

- You'd be surprised at all the things I know.

- Probably not.

- Yeah, probably not.

- Where am I?

So,

where am I?

- This is my pad. You like it?

- You kidnapped me.

- Now that's gratitude.

You get drunk, make a fool of yourself.

I let you sleep it off here, and that's how you thank me?

- I didn't drink too much. I was drugged.

- Call it what you want.

Drunk, drugged.

It's all the same to me.

Look at yourself. You're a sight.

- I could say the same thing about you.

- You're a funny guy, Richard

- What did you do to Jeff?

- Jeff met with foul play, as they say in the TV cop shows.

You would've, too, if it hadn't been for Alexia.

- Oh my God.

You're the Allison that steered Lexi to that weird doctor.

I should have known.

- I saved your sweetie's life.

You could be a little more grateful.

- Where is she?

- She doesn't wanna see you anymore.

She doesn't wanna see anyone.

I thought she made that clear to you.

- You people have done something with her.

Tell me where she is, or I swear to God-

- Please.

If it weren't for Lexi, you'd be dead already,

so cut it with the empty threats.

Richard, for Lexi's sake,

I'm giving you one more chance to leave town.

I suggest you take it.

Now, leave and don't come back.

- Dude, you just can't go in there.

- I just need a minute of his time.

You're public servants, aren't you?

- Yeah, but he's not gonna like it.

- He doesn't have to.

I need to talk to you.

- I tried to stop him.

- It's okay.

I got your message. I went to the bar.

They told me you were dragged out in a dead drunk.

- No, I wasn't drunk, I was drugged.

- Drugged? Still have your watch?

- Yes.

- Your wallet?

Your keys? Your money?

You wanna file a complaint?

- No. I want you to help me find my girlfriend, Lexi.

She's being held somewhere against her will.

- That's a pretty bold claim.

- Well, it's true.

She's been missing for two days now.

They warned me to stop looking for her

or they're going to kill me.

- Let's go back to the beginning.

Who's gonna kill you?

- Those girls, okay?

They murdered Jeff and who knows how many others?

- The girls at the bar killed Jeff?

- Yes.

- The ones who ate the tacos and borrowed your hot sauce?

They ripped your friend apart?

- Okay.

I know it sounds crazy, but they've been injected

with fish DNA as part of some weird medical experiment.

They have to stay warm, and they need to kill.

- Fish DNA?

- They're goddamn piranha women!

- Why don't you come back when you sober up?

- Look, use your Stingray Cell Site Simulator.

I know you have one.

Here.

Here's Lexi's phone number.

Track her phone.

- Oh, I'll track it.

Piranha women.

Sorry, pal.

No soap.

- You couldn't track her phone?

- Oh, we tracked it.

But it's a group home for recovering patients.

Is your girlfriend staying there?

'Cause we can't just go bust into a place like that.

Those people have rights.

- Just forget it.

I knew you wouldn't believe me.

- Stay away from that place.

There's sick people there.

- Now what are we gonna do?

- Give him an hour.

Then we track his phone.

- So glad you decided not to take our advice and leave town.

I didn't get a chance to say goodbye.

- Back off fish face.

I'm going to find Lexi, and bring her home

- A neat trick.

If you can do it.

- Who's gonna stop me, sweetheart? You?

- We tried to spare you for Lexi's sake.

You're just not as smart as we thought you were.

- We'll see about that.

And you take one more step toward me,

I'm going to rearrange your flippers.

You know, I was just kidding about that, right?

What the fuck?

- What if any of these get loose?

- They can be killed very quickly.

- Killed? How?

- By introducing ethylene glycol

into the water system.

- Ethylene glycol?

- Yes.

Radiator coolant, like in your car.

- Holy shit.

It's a goddamn piranha hot tub party.

Let's cool things off a little.

No, let's cool things off a lot.

Yeah, that'll do it.

- What's going on here?

- It's that girl, Allison.

She tried to kill me.

- You wanna try and help her?

- No, I'm good.

I gotta find Lexi.

Lexi?

- Richard.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

- Okay, come on.

Let's get you outta here.

Come on!

What are you doing?

Lexi!

Lexi!

Lexi!

Oh my God!

What the fuck?

- Is there anything else you want to tell me?

Let's get outta here.

- So, you see, you are exactly the type of case

I've been looking for.

And I assure you, in a few short weeks,

you are going to see changes in yourself

you never dreamed possible.

I dare say,

you might not even recognize yourself.