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[mellow piano music]

- Obsession.

That's what caused the Trojan War.

Obsession.

Isn't that crazy?

Obsession.

Looks pretty brutal, doesn't it?

Does anyone know why?

All in the name of love.

[keyboard softly clicking]

Obsession.

Can you believe that?

[suspenseful music]

- But look at this top.

Is this one of your new designs?

- Why, you like it? - Yeah.

- I upcycled this t-shirt, like,

all you really have to know is, like...

[clattering] [girls chattering]

- Hey, excuse me.

Hey, excuse me.

Excuse me!

[tense music]

Hey, are you taking pictures of those girls?

Hey, creep, knock it off.

Knock it off. [banging]

[suspenseful music]

[girls chattering]

- Look at that face.

The face that launched a thousand ships.

Have you heard that phrase?

Does anyone know why?

Because she left her husband for another man,

and her husband became obsessed

with getting her back.

And her husband's obsession with getting her back

led to countless deaths.

He loved her.

No doubt, he loved her.

This is Greek mythology's most powerful example

of the terrible things that a person will do

in the name of love.

Love.

King Menelaus, her husband, he couldn't control her.

So he wanted to destroy everything

and everyone that kept them apart.

I mean, to Menelaus, Helen was an object,

not a living, breathing person.

He just saw her as this thing.

She was just this beauty

that needed to be contained and controlled.

He loved her.

Oh, he loved her.

But at what cost?

Right?

Alright, that's it for today.

Don't forget to read chapter eight.

Hi.

Harper, for the hundredth time, get off your phone.

Your dad's gonna win.

- Pretty much got the best barista competition in the bag.

Yeah, what's the count?

Dad, 19 coffees, the two of you combine, would be 15?

- 16, thank you very much.

- Alright, Rob for two right here.

You know, maybe if you looked up from your phone,

you'd be a little bit better at it.

- You two are a broken record.

- That you refuse to listen to.

Hi, thanks.

- Fine, putting the phone down.

- [Layla] Good.

- Cold brew, Tiffany.

Bam, and done.

The judges are calling.

It's official, I am the winner.

- [sighs] Just rubbing it in, aren't you?

- No, no, it was a good effort, babe.

Really was, but you got distracted by Harper.

Let me give you a tip.

You need to keep the eye on the tiger

if you wanna beat me.

[laughing]

Really with the phone,

oh, my God! - Two seconds,

put your phone down. - I got a thousand new

InstaPixer followers all of a sudden.

- Why, is that good?

- No, it's amazing, I just,

I don't know where they came from.

- Where do they come from?

[laughing]

- I got featured on the Buzzy List.

- Buzzy what?

- My God, dad, you're like a hundred years old.

The Buzzy List is like the It list of the Internet.

- The top indie fashion designers

to follow on InstaPixer.

- Like, people actually like my designs.

Like, I'm finally getting noticed.

Ahh!

- [chuckling] Oh, my God.

It's amazing, I'm so happy for you, honey.

I'm so proud of you.

Right there, your fashion career started.

- Hey, congrats, Harper. - Oh, thanks.

Aren't you happy that I'm Internet-famous now?

- Yeah, sure, but

there's a lot of personal information, Harper.

- Time to walk away.

Alright, let's go to work.

- [Layla] Can I get some support here?

- [Derek] You got my love and support.

- [chuckles] We're gonna talk about this later.

- Love you. - Love you, too.

Now, you're gonna be late for fashion lab.

Class starts in 20 minutes.

Let's go.

Did you get all your homework done for lab today?

Hello?

Harper, am I talking to myself?

- Let me guess, "Put the phone down."

- Yes, please.

And you know, all of this Internet fame

is making me a little nervous.

I don't think it's safe to share

your personal information with a bunch of strangers.

Maybe we should think about making your account private.

- But there's nothing to think about.

Now that I'm finally getting noticed,

I might actually have a chance

of getting to Edwards School of Design.

- [Layla] Honey, I know that's really important to you.

- No, obviously you don't.

It's all I've ever wanted

and every person Edward lets in

has at least a couple of thousand followers.

That's just how it works now.

- Honey, I'm just trying to protect you.

You're my baby, okay?

- Please, mom.

It would kill all the momentum I've just gotten

and I just worked so hard.

Please.

[sighs]

- Fine.

But you have to promise me

that you're gonna be really careful.

- Oh, my God, chill.

I know how online stranger danger works.

I'll be fine.

- Okay, well, that's good.

So I'm just gonna sit here and chill.

- Yeah, you chill. - Uh-huh.

Don't slam the door.

Okay. [door slams]

[upbeat music]

[sewing machine whirring]

[upbeat music] [whirring]

Wow, that thing's really coming along.

- Oh. - It's pretty good.

- [Harper] Yeah, I mean, I don't know.

It's missing something and I don't know what.

- Oh, maybe, why don't you use that thing

that you bedazzle stuff with?

Isn't that, that's not--

- Oh, no. - Oh, okay.

[laughing]

Listen, why don't you put this away?

Stop thinking about it

because I really want you to come to dinner

with me and dad tonight.

- Mom, for the millionth time,

I'm fine here by myself.

It's been like 500 years since the transplant.

- 500 years? - Yeah.

- It hasn't even been one year.

And if you're still doing well in 500 years,

then I'll worry a little bit less.

- Okay, well, if it makes you feel better,

Monica is coming over, so.

- Well, that's good, then you can both come with us.

- Mom, I have so much work to do.

I have to keep my new followers interested,

so, no.

- Fine.

Don't work too hard, okay?

- [Harper] Okay, I'll make sure of that.

- Oh, Monica.

I knew I could count on you.

- And you know what else you can count on?

That dress, you look hot, Mrs. W.

- Oh, thanks.

- I hope I look that good when I'm your age.

[sighs]

What, what did I say?

What?

- Okay.

You know what?

Nothing.

- [Derek] Babe, we better head out

if we're gonna make our reservation.

- That's my cue. - Yup.

- [Layla] Alright, I'll see you soon, okay?

- Love you. - Love you.

- Good night. - Good night.

- [Layla] Good night.

- I can't believe my BFF went viral.

You know, you're almost up to 100,000 followers?

- I know, I am so excited [laughs].

- So what can I do to become as famous as you?

I'll do anything, and I mean anything.

- Now I'm officially worried.

[laughing]

You're insane.

- I know. - But I love you.

- Finally, date night.

You and I, baby, get there early,

have a little cocktail, right?

I cannot wait.

- Hey, Layla, Derek.

- Hi, Floyd. - Floyd.

- How are you? - Good.

Hey, I wanna thank you for baking those cookies.

[indistinct chattering] [suspenseful music]

- Oh, yes, especially with the neighbor missing.

Any word?

- Not yet, but, you know, don't worry.

He'll show up soon.

[suspenseful music] [indistinct chattering]

- [Layla] Bye there.

- [Floyd] I better get back on my patrol.

- Alright, tell me about it.

[indistinct chattering]

- [Harper] I can't believe I'm home

on a Friday night making dresses.

- [Monica] Oh, come on, don't be ashamed.

You look hot and everyone

would think so after this post.

- Wait, you didn't get the part about me

needing a boyfriend, right?

- Maybe. - Monica, seriously?

- Oh come on, maybe somebody

will take pity on you and ask you out.

- Give me the phone.

Give me the phone, I'm gonna kill you, stop.

- Fine, you can have it but I already posted.

- Well, not for long.

I can't believe that actually worked.

- What? - Look.

- Chad: "You taking applications?"

You need to respond.

Fine, I am responding for you.

- No, Mon, no, stop.

- I already did it. - Monica, seriously?

So stupid.

What did he say?

- "So put my name down then."

Oh, he's so into you [laughs].

- Alright.

[computer dings]

- He just sent you a private message

from some burner account.

"I'll be your boyfriend.

"Your designs are amazing.

"I can't wait to see what you wear

"on a first date."

Oh, Chad's a sweetie.

- Okay, so, I should say,

"Oh, Chad, I can't believe

"that you've slid into my private messages so quickly."

That works, right?

- Perfect.

[computer dings]

"This isn't Chad."

Okay, "So who is this?"

With a wink emoji for good measure.

- "Someone who thinks you're beautiful."

- [Monica] "I loved that shredded blue shirt

"you were wearing, walking home from school today."

Wait, what?

- Well, that's kind of creepy, right?

Like, I'm starting to actually believe

this isn't Chad.

- "Someone who knows we're meant

"to be together no matter what."

- Monica, this is creepy, right?

This is so creepy.

- So not Chad.

Block him, block him now.

- I'm blocking.

[tense music]

- [Man] Harper!

- [Monica] What are you doing?

- [Man] Harper! [Monica laughing]

Harper, no.

Harper, no, no.

No, stop!

- Give me, give me, come on.

- [Man] Harper, Harper!

Harper!

Harper, no.

- Hey!

Buddy.

- I think I'm gonna cut my hair.

It's not cool, stop.

[knocking]

- Buddy, I need you to roll down your window.

[girls chattering]

[suspenseful music]

This is Officer Floyd Brausen.

Can you run a plate for me?

Yes, six-N-M-F.

Drop the jumper cable.

Put your hands on the car.

[Floyd grunts]

[girls chattering]

[slamming against car]

- You're insane.

[suspenseful music]

[giggling]

- You know, I'm glad you were able to relax.

- Oh.

I'm glad you left finally out of that sentence.

- Harper and Monica, they're gonna be fine, just fine.

- I know.

Harper just tells me I need to chill.

- Does she really say, "Chill?"

- Yeah, she does.

She's just like her father, sarcasm and all.

- Yes, nice.

- I still can't believe how close

we came to losing our baby.

If she hasn't gotten a heart...

- But she did.

Now, look at her.

It has been a remarkable year.

I think we should have a party.

You know, we should celebrate.

Wait, aren't we? - Yeah.

- We're having a party planning?

- Yeah.

- Who is doing all that?

- Me. - Oh!

- [Layla] That was really good though.

- [Derek] You want a piece of my cake?

- I had a brownie. - I don't know.

So you should have saved some for a little extra for me.

- You're ridiculous.

- You know what's actually ridiculous?

How amazing this family is.

You with your tenure,

Harper with her designs.

- You with the coffee shop.

- Why, of course.

[laughing]

Our dreams are all coming through, babe.

I mean, it's basically perfect.

[mellow music]

- So what do you want? - What was made today?

- Everything. - Okay.

Wow, what has the least fat content?

Probably this one.

Oh, it doesn't look like it but I want it anyway.

- Okay.

Here we go.

- Thank you, thank you.

So you think you're gonna tell your mom about those posts?

They got kinda weird, right?

- Um, hell no.

You know how overprotective she is.

She'll lose it.

You can't tell her either.

- Tell who what?

- I gave Monica a free pastry.

- Come on, that's not exactly a top-level secret.

I mean, you don't even pay for coffee.

- I am a professional taste-tester.

- Add that to your resume.

[laughing]

- Oh, that sounds like a great job.

How do I get in on that?

- Well, you practically live here,

so I'd say you're well on your way.

- Here's your coffee, Russ.

- Oh, God, that was supposed to be hot, wasn't it?

[chuckles]

I am so sorry.

- Don't sweat out, I'll drink whatever you make me.

- Hey, no, I got you, man.

I'll make you a new one, on the house.

- Thanks, Joey, but I'll stick with this one.

- You sure? - Yes.

That was a great post last night, Harper.

Can't wait to see what designs you'll come up with next.

- Thank you.

- Is he one of your followers?

- Yeah, he started following me last year

when I had like two followers

[laughs] and I had to take what I could get.

- More than I got.

- And he thinks he's so hot.

But what could be cooler than living

in your parents' basement

and writing the next great American novel?

- Getting a free coffee all day.

- Maybe it'll be a bestseller,

and I'll regret saying no to that date

one time in freshman year.

- [chuckles] Call me crazy

but I think you made the right choice.

- Yeah [laughs].

You know, Edwards is the best.

They literally get Vogue to come

to the end of the year showcase.

- [sighs] It's just so far away.

- Let me guess, you want me to go into a stable field,

like accounting, and live at home for the rest of my life.

- No! - I do not.

- It is time to cut the cord.

- She's so dramatic.

- [Harper] I mean, you have to let me

live my life at some point.

- [Layla] I'm just not ready.

- It's not like I'm packing up and leaving tomorrow.

We're talking like a year and a half away.

Plenty of time to get ready.

- A year and a half, plenty of time.

- Yeah.

And, I don't know, maybe in the meantime, like,

design some outfits for you.

- What's wrong with what I'm wearing?

What's wrong with my outfit?

- There's nothing wrong-- - I'm a professor.

- A hot professor. - Thanks, babe.

- Okay.

- Call 'em like I see 'em, babe.

- Shotgun.

- I think I look great.

- You do, babe.

It'd be a little hard to focus in class.

- Guys, let's go. - Right.

[upbeat techno-pop music]

- When she tells us there's gonna be

a pop quiz every Wednesday, I'm just like,

"I think you're missing the concept."

- For the sake of everyone in Algebra 2,

nobody better explain it to her.

- Hi, girls. - Hey.

- Harper, hey. - What's up?

- Some one left this for you.

- Wooo, a present.

That's cute.

- So cute.

[suspenseful music]

- Who's it from?

[suspenseful music]

- We'll be right back.

This is him, isn't it?

The guy who's messaging you.

- Maybe not, there's no way to know for sure.

- Harper, he found you.

Online freak coming at your IRL.

How did he know to leave this for you here?

- Hell if I know.

I mean, I guess I tagged pics on Insta

when I'm here at the coffee shop,

but look, everyone does that.

- Everyone doesn't have a stalker

determined to be their boyfriend.

You have to tell your parents.

- You can't be serious!

My mom will shut down my account.

- Maybe it's not the worst thing.

- Not happening.

One creep is not gonna ruin my chance

at the best design school in the world.

[clattering]

[laughing]

- Hey, you.

Hey, Monica.

How was school?

- It's school.

Happens on an almost daily basis, so, normal.

- I'll see you tomorrow, Harps.

- [Harper] Alright.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Everything okay?

Everything okay?

- Of course.

- Of course. - Of course.

- Of course. - That's your daughter.

Never a straight answer. [laughing]

Where'd she get that from?

- Hey, can you help me? - Yeah.

Who is the bear from?

- It's nothing, just forget about it.

[clattering]

Hey.

What can I get for ya?

[mellow music]

- Uh, covalent bonds.

So over them.

- If I read this for the 12th time,

I'll finally get it, right?

- Have fun reading that.

I'll read this.

Uh, Harper.

- What?

- I think it's that guy again.

Different account, but it sounds like him.

"My favorites of your amazing outfits and designs.

"#supportiveboyfriend."

- What?

Let me see.

- Harps, those aren't just Insta photos.

He knows who you are and where you live.

This is not okay.

- It's not a big deal.

Just a teddy bear and some photos.

- He's stalking you. - I don't care!

My Insta account getting me into Edwards

means everything to me,

and I'm not gonna lose this chance.

Not now.

It's all good.

- Having a stalker obsessed with you is not all good.

We have to tell someone.

- My mom's already spent the last year on the verge

of locking me in a tower, Rapunzel-style.

This will just send her off the edge.

- I'm okay with that.

- Well, I'm not telling her and neither are you.

What about our BFF pact?

You wrote it.

Besides, he's harmless.

Unlike this chemistry test.

[sighs]

- Fine.

But I'm gonna need some chips

to get me through this.

- Give me some. - Mm-mm.

- [Derek] So Floyd's missing?

- [Layla] Yeah, they found his patrol car abandoned

off the highway this morning.

- [Derek] Do they think it had anything to do

with the missing neighbor?

- I don't know.

From what I hear, there's nothing to connect the two.

[Derek sighs]

- I really hope that if someone out there

knows something, they'll say something.

Hey, Monica.

Study break time?

- [Layla] Is everything okay?

- I think I have something to tell you.

[arguing, indistinct]

- Well, that's it, just because--

No, that doesn't even make sense to me,

because then it can be too late.

You unders--

Okay.

I understand, yes, thank you, officer.

Thank you.

- What did he say?

- Well, there's nothing the police can do at this point.

Not without being able to prove the guy's a physical threat.

- At least we made the call, it's good.

- So that's it, we're just supposed to wait

and hope this guy doesn't come back?

There's nothing else we can do?

- Hey.

They're gonna figure it out, okay?

- And if someone tries to hurt our baby girl...

- I know.

[melancholic music]

- You can't make me shut it down.

- Harper-- - No, I've worked too hard.

I'll lose all my followers and it'll ruin everything.

- We are not trying to sabotage your future, honey.

We just want you to be safe.

- But it's not that big of a deal.

- Honey, it's a big deal.

This isn't some Internet troll.

This guy knows where we live.

- Can you stop being so frustrating?

Just let me be a normal kid

and you be a normal mom.

- I'm sorry but being worried

comes with the normal mom gig.

This guy could be dangerous, honey.

- This will destroy my career before it's even started.

- Honey, I'm sorry, but this is the way that it has to be.

- Can you please talk some sense into her?

- Sweetheart, your mother is right.

[melancholic music]

- But that's not fair.

- I know.

It's not fair.

You can do a goodbye post

but then we're shutting down your account tonight.

- Honey, we are just trying to protect you.

[melancholic music] [sobbing]

- Hi, everyone.

So, welcome to my last post.

This is the last thing I thought I'd be doing today.

I really, really don't wanna say goodbye

but my mom is making me.

I just wish she would stop interfering with my life.

But, starting this account,

and taking my first few steps as a fashion designer,

[tense music]

has always been a dream of mine.

And, I'm gonna continue designing

with all the inspiration you've given me,

and I just...

I just wanted to say thank you

for your support and...

And I just don't have no words.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart,

for supporting me, for following me.

You have no idea how much it means to me.

- [Man] Harper, no.

[bangs]

[banging on table]

- But I'll be back.

But for now,

goodbye everybody.

[tense music]

- I have a really good idea.

How about tonight we order a ton of Thai food

and watch a really bad rom-com?

- No.

- How about pizza?

- Nope.

- How about ice cream?

- Nope.

[sighs]

Good talk.

- Yup.

- [Russ] What's that?

- Oh, hey, Russ.

These are just some thank you gifts

that we're gonna hand out to everyone

who helped us get through Harper's surgery.

We're gonna give them out at Harper's party.

- My invitation must have gotten lost in the mail.

I'm just kidding.

That was a bad joke, I'm sorry.

- No, it wasn't, not at all.

And of course, we would love to have you.

Please come.

- Thanks, I appreciate it.

- On one condition.

- What's that?

- Will you help me cut out these hearts?

- Sure.

- Thank you.

[laughing]

- Harper, you are gonna totally forget being mad at me

when you see what I got for you.

Bam!

- What's that?

- Oh, that?

Just Chad's phone number that he gave to me

with strict instructions on giving it to you.

- Are you serious?

- Deadly serious [laughs].

- What?

- He gave it to me on a bus

after a speech competition.

I came in second and--

- No, no, no, Chad wants to ask me out.

This just may be the greatest day of my life.

Wait, should I call him?

I should call him.

- No, not yet, don't be crazy.

You got to play cool, woman.

Play it cool. - I play cool.

[laughing]

What would I do without you?

Love you.

- [Monica] Love you.

- [sighs] Well, I'm happy to see

there's someone Harper's not furious at.

- Yeah, I heard she had to shut down her account.

- Yeah.

- You know, she may not realize it now,

but one day she'll see you're just trying to protect her.

- Thanks, Russ.

Sweet.

- Afternoon cafe latte.

- Joey, you're the best.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

- I'm happy to help.

- Thank you.

- Good, Russ?

- Thanks, yeah.

- And we are done.

Last one, boom.

- Nice, yeah, I'll help you out.

- Oh, thanks.

Hey, Joey, I gotta run out for a couple of minutes.

I'll be back, alright?

Bye, girls.

Bye, Harper.

Don't be mad at me.

I'm your mother.

Thank you so much again for helping, Russ.

- Yeah, no problem.

- Hey, do you mind coming a little early tomorrow morning?

- Yeah, sure.

- There are some things I need to do.

[suspenseful music]

My God!

- Hey, careful, there's glass.

- [Layla] Oh, my photo books.

Looks like Harper's stalker found a new target.

- [Russ] It's all here.

I got it.

- Thanks.

[melancholic music]

- And you don't recall any unusual behavior

from anyone you've encountered?

- No.

- Any customers angry with the service?

Students upset with their grades,

might wanna teach you a lesson?

- Nothing stands out, no.

- No, it's a normal day.

We had the morning rush,

then the regulars who tend to set up shop

and stay the day.

And being across the street from the campus,

we get a steady stream of college kids,

but no one suspicious.

- I'm sorry to say this is not a whole lot to go on.

- What do you mean?

What about fingerprints,

or tracking the paint, anything?

- We'll check for fingerprints, but

on a car on a public lot?

As for the paint, I doubt the vandal used

a special brand only available at one store

that has high-tech surveillance equipment.

- We don't think it's a vandal.

We think it's the same stalker

that we reported before.

- Yeah, and you're telling us what,

you can do nothing, again?

- I'm telling you the chances

of finding this guy are slim.

[somber music]

I'd suggest getting some surveillance equipment of your own.

A security camera on your parking lot

would be a good preventative measure,

as well as being able to capture any repeat performances.

- We can do that.

- We'll do it.

- Someone will be in touch.

- Thank you, detective.

- Yeah, [mumbles].

Detective Canavan didn't even pretend to reassure us.

- I appreciated his honesty.

Better than a false sense of security.

I mean, with this thing,

if the cops don't catch the stalker,

maybe we can ID him.

It's another step in keeping Harper safe.

- Not to mention you.

- Don't worry about me, I'm fine.

- Oh yeah, like that's gonna happen.

Stalker's pissed that you're the one

who made Harper shut down her account,

like you're crushing her dreams.

[car horn honks] [engine roaring]

[sighs] Hey, hey, come on, honey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Is this how it's gonna be from now on?

Constantly looking over our shoulders?

- No.

We're not gonna let him win.

- Toughen up. - Toughen up.

- That's my tough girl right there.

[chopping]

- Oh, no.

Oh, God, no, no, no, no.

- Oh, really? - No, I'll do it, I'll do it.

- Yeah, you are.

[door slams]

- What is that?

It smells like garlic bread.

- Harper?

- [Derek] Harper?

- [Harper] Wait, stay there.

You guys aren't even supposed to be home.

- What is that? - Whoa!

- I swear if you guys would have been another 10 minutes,

this would have all been cleaned up.

- You're cooking! - What's happening?

- [Derek] She's cooking, she's cooking.

- It was supposed to be the perfect apology dinner.

- What? - No, no, it smells amazing.

I mean, nothing's burned, so that's,

you know, that's close to perfect.

- Well, I used your special recipe,

like everything is made from scratch.

- Oh, honey, you didn't have to do any of this stuff for us.

- No, I did.

And I am so sorry.

- Why?

- Because I shouldn't have gotten so mad about everything.

And this guy's like a total wacko,

and you tried to tell me and I didn't listen.

And now he's after you, just like,

everything sucks.

- Honey, listen.

Okay, all we have to do is just get

like, a really big cleaning crew

to help us clean this mess up.

It's no big deal.

- Mom, I was talking about the creeper.

- I know, I know.

All joking aside, I'm really happy

that you're taking this seriously,

which is why you understand

why we want you to carry this.

- Mace? - Mace.

- Why? - Why?

- [Layla] Because we want you to be able

to protect yourself.

[mellow music]

- [Derek] Okay, here's a little pick me up.

- Thanks, hon.

Did you know that 85% of stalkers know their victims?

- For some reason, I don't feel like

we fit into that statistic.

- Of course, we do.

He knows where we live.

He knew what car was mine.

And he knew to destroy the photo books.

- Yeah, but if it was someone we know,

why harass her online?

- Good question.

Look.

It gives them a shield and makes them bolder.

They find strength in anonymity.

- But anyway.

[phone buzzing]

Like your phone is blowing up.

- Yeah.

They're private messages

from Harper's InstaPixer account.

- [Derek] What the hell.

- [Layla] He hacked Harper's profile

and re-activated her account.

- Oh, my God.

He's taking this too far.

- [Layla] From what?

What is he gonna do?

- How could someone even do this?

Alright, there's enough of this.

I'm gonna give this guy a piece of my mind.

- No, honey, wait, wait, wait.

- Honey, I'm not gonna--

- Maybe he'll slip up and give us a hint.

Type, "And you think she deserves you?"

Question mark.

"That you're good enough for her?"

[phone dings]

- Wait a minute, back up.

- Ah! - What is that?

- Damn, he blocked me.

- If I had any tech skills,

I would shut this psycho down for good.

- I think I know someone who can help us.

- You need me to say anything?

- Hey, it's me.

Do you have a sec?

[suspenseful music]

[knocking] Hey!

Can you do it?

- Sure, I can hack into Harper's InstaPixeraccount

and destroy any trace of it.

That's the easy part.

- Great.

How about tracking down that guy's IP address?

- Yeah, that's the hard part.

Under normal circumstances, in a heartbeat.

In this case, well, Internet trolls aren't big

on being [sighs] obvious with their identity.

So, I don't know how far I'm gonna get.

- Well, just promise me you'll try.

An InstaPixer stalker isn't high priority for a cop,

even one that's graduated to vandalism.

- I'll give it a shot.

- [Layla] Thank you.

- I'll take my thanks in caffeine.

- [chuckles] Okay, you got it.

Oh, speaking of owing you caffeine,

thank you so much for editing

that heartiversary party video.

It really means a lot to me.

- Yup. - 'Cause you know

if it would have been left to Derek or I,

we would have just thrown together

some pathetic Powerpoint slide show or something.

- Yeah, that bit that you scrapped together,

well, I scrapped that, started over.

[laughing]

So, is Harper any more excited for her party?

- Oh, yeah, totally.

Yeah, she keeps calling it her "Yay me party."

- Wow.

Well, how's Harper handling all this stalker stuff?

- Mmm.

You know, at first, annoyingly well.

All of this stuff has not fazed her

nearly as much as I think it should have.

- [sighs] What's that say about kids these days?

- Right? - You know,

the Internet creeps are normalized?

You know, if they could see all the things

that I've seen in all the dark corners of the Internet,

just about how far that level of disturbing goes.

- I can't even imagine.

I mean, a good thing about the attack on my car

is that at least Harper understands

that this is really dangerous.

- Well, I certainly understand.

And I'm gonna do everything I can

to track this guy down.

[phone ringing]

But sadly, I can't make any promises.

- Hey, Derek, what's going on?

- [Derek] You better get over here.

- Okay, alright, babe, I'll be right there.

I'm sorry, I have to go.

- Yup, I'm gonna get to work.

- Thanks again. - Don't forget my caffeine.

[chuckling]

- Oh God! - Yeah.

- Are you kidding me? - No, I found it like this.

- [sighs] Please tell me you got something on video.

- I wish.

I checked but there's nothing.

The video just goes static all of a sudden.

- Damn it.

I'm really worried, Derek.

He's brazenly destroying our camera.

I mean, who knows what else he'll do?

- I know.

[vehicles honking]

[screaming]

[slamming] [grunting]

[oozing] [grunting]

[thuds] [grunts]

[suspenseful music]

[upbeat music]

Let me know when you get an image.

- I just don't understand why there's no picture.

- Okay, if you could stop pressing buttons

and maybe just give it a second, come on.

Okay, do you see an image?

- No, there's no image.

- Okay, hold on, hold on.

[door creaks open]

- Paige, hey.

Please tell me you have something.

- [sighs] I wish.

The dude used a VPN

and rerouted his IP address through France.

It's a dead end.

He can't be tracked online.

- Damn it.

- How's it going here?

- Slowly.

- Oh, not bad, just trying to configure

the wireless setting for the cameras.

- [Paige] Want me to take a look?

- Oh, please, have at it.

- Okay, alright.

[phone ringing]

- Oh, it's Harper.

Hey, baby, how was your French quiz?

What?

Honey, slow down, I can't understand you.

- It's nice to see you finally doing something.

- [Detective] With these new developments,

we're gonna be taking this threat very, very seriously.

- [Derek] Well there you go, it's about time, thank you.

- [Detective] Let me assure you, Mr. Woods,

that catching this guy is our number one priority.

You all try to get some rest now.

[sighing]

- Jerk.

- Okay, honey.

I can't wait, I can't do this,

I can't be able to sit and just wait.

- Okay, okay.

We just gotta get her out of here.

- Okay, what are you thinking?

- [sighs] How about your sister's?

- Portland? - Yeah.

I can get my school stuff situated.

She can just spend the rest of the semester in Portland.

That way, we'll know she'll be safe.

- I like it. - Oh, yeah?

- Let's do it, alright, brilliant.

I'll call my sister.

Just gonna get her on board.

[sighing]

[knocking]

- Oh God, what happened now?

- Sweetie. - Mm-hm.

- Your father and I wanna talk to you about something.

- [Harper] Okay.

- We talked to your Aunt Raquel and we think it's best

that you and your mom stay with her for just a,

just a bit.

- Oh, so like a weekend trip?

- Long enough for the stalker to move on.

And you will finish out your junior year in Portland.

- What?

No, no freaking way.

- I know it's a lot to take--

- No, there's no taking it in,

because it's not happening.

What about your job?

You can't just ditch.

And your party, you worked so hard on it.

- Well, I'll take a leave of absence,

and we can reschedule the party for summer.

It's probably better anyway.

- This is our best option.

- How is ruining my life the best option?

- Honey, we're not ruining your life.

We're trying to protect it.

- By making me miss prom?

What about my, you know what, I'm not going.

- Oh, you're going. - You're going,

after what happened today.

- I handled it, I'm fine.

- You handled it? - Yes!

- That man attacked you today.

What if something worse would have happened?

- You know, I bet you're glad this happened.

- Okay, that right there, that's enough.

This is not easy for anybody, honey.

- You know what, just stop.

- Harper. - Stop!

- Harper! - Stop!

What if I have to wear rubber boots to prom?

What if I'm at a new-agey school

that doesn't even believe in prom?

- What if the only schools still taking students

are the kinds with uniforms?

- How is that helpful?

- Sorry, I thought we're playing the what-if game.

I'm sure everyone will love the style you've developed,

just like, you know, they were starting to here.

- They lost it, like completely totally insane.

- So their theory is what, out of sight, out of mind?

- Like, what if the stupid stalker keeps right on stalking?

Like what, I'm supposed to live in Portland

for the rest of my life,

and never post online again?

It's like they have not thought this through.

- Wait, what?

Portland?

- Yup, you're gonna have to handle that rush

without me helpfully getting in your way everyday [laughs].

- You can never get in my way.

- Oh, thanks.

But no, for real, it's gonna get

a whole lot quieter around here

since my mentally unstable mother

is dragging me off to my aunt's.

- But you're gonna hate it there.

- I know.

That's why I keep trying to tell them

but they won't listen.

- You know, that's bull.

You shouldn't have to leave.

Your parents can't force you

to do anything you don't wanna do.

- Uh, yeah, okay.

- Look, when my parents tried to ship me off to college,

I had to let them know, no way, no chance, no how.

And I'll take a couple of classes

but I must stay right here and finish my novel,

whether they like it or not.

- Great.

That's exactly the same situation.

- Look, I had to fight for it,

and that's what you have to do

and show them that you can do--

- Thank you for the advice, Russ.

I'm sure it'll be really helpful

for Harper's talk with her parents.

- Thanks, Russ.

- [Joey] Here's your coffee.

- I better go. - Goodnight.

- I'm gonna miss you at school today.

- [sighs] For the first time in history,

I just wish I was there with you.

Wish everything would go back to normal.

- Me, too.

Bye.

- Bye.

- Hey.

At least here, with me,

and your dad, you're safe.

- Yeah, thanks, Joey.

You know you're the only part

of being put on my coffee shop lockdown

that doesn't suck.

Love you.

- I can't tell you how much this means to us, Raquel.

Having Harper safe is our first priority right now.

Oh, thanks.

Okay, well, I'll send you my email

confirmation of the flights.

Alright, talk soon.

[whacking] [groaning]

[coughing]

Oh, God. [coughing]

- Miss Woods!

You okay?

- Russ.

- [Russ] Can you stand?

- I think so.

I just got the air knocked out of me.

[grunts]

- [Russ] Let's get you in.

Got you.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

[gasping] - Oh God, who was that?

- What happened?

[suspenseful music]

- [Detective] You didn't see or hear anything suspicious?

- No.

It was dark, I was on the phone.

I didn't see anything.

He came out of nowhere, and he hit me.

And that's all I know.

[mumbling]

[sighs]

- Well, if you remember anything, you call me right away.

Also, just to keep you posted on where we're at,

this is no longer just a stalking investigation.

This is an aggravated assault investigation.

- Do you think he was trying to kill me?

- I don't know.

But we found the body of Floyd Brausen.

- Oh, my God.

- Sorry.

[sobbing]

We don't know if it's related

but we have to be extremely careful.

- Mm-hmm.

- And I don't wanna sugarcoat it.

This man may have hurt others.

He tried to hurt you.

He will try again.

But don't worry, we're gonna find him.

- Mm-hm, okay, thank you.

Thank you.

[crying]

- Oh God.

[tense music]

- Wow, you're up early.

- Good morning.

Just about ready to go to class.

- You're not seriously thinking

about going to work today?

- Of course, I have to go to work, honey.

I have to tell the kids

that I'm taking a leave of absence.

- No! - What they can expect

for the rest of the semester.

- No, but this isn't about them.

This is about you.

- [Layla] I understand that.

- You almost got killed last night.

And I think that warrants taking a day off.

[sighs]

- I don't know what to do.

[sighs]

- Hey, come on. [sobbing]

- I don't know what to do.

- [Derek] I'm gonna keep you safe.

I wanna keep you and Harper safe.

I promise you.

You know that.

I won't let anybody hurt you,

or my family, ever.

- So while Dr. Levine will be taking over the classes,

I will still be conducting the online discussions.

[phone buzzing]

Sorry.

So, also, your second paper is due next week.

No excuses.

[phone buzzing]

I know I've always said no phones in class.

I just think someone's trying to get a hold of me.

[suspenseful music]

Sorry, what was I saying?

[phone buzzing]

Excuse me.

[suspenseful music]

Um...

I...

[phone buzzing]

I have to...

[phone buzzing]

I'm gonna end class early today.

It's a family emergency, so,

if you need to get a hold me of me,

you can reach me via email.

- The stalker's texting you now?

- Yes, and calling me.

Of course, from a blocked number.

- Oh, buddy.

- Look, I know we couldn't track his IP address.

Please tell me you can trace him from this.

- Like a kindergartner in art class.

Threatening creep factor aside, this is good.

- I was hoping you'd say that.

- Okay, so IP addresses, those can get tricky,

but text, those are a whole lot easier to track.

Well, we won't get an exact location, but--

- Just tell me anything.

- Just give me a second to triangulate the signal.

Got it!

So, the texts are coming from a phone

within these couple of blocks.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

That's Deja Vu Brew.

- What? - He is there.

Oh, my God, okay, I have to call Derek.

Can I use your phone? - Yes, yes.

- Call the police. - Okay.

- And tell them to send someone to the coffee shop.

[phone ringing]

Derek, it's me.

The stalker is there.

He's at Deja Vu Brew right now.

- What, right now?

What are you talking about?

- He's been texting and calling me

and Paige traced his number

and he's right there in the coffee shop.

- There's like no one here. - That's impossible.

Paige? - Yeah?

- Is it possible to call back a blocked number?

- Believe it or not, star-six-nine does the trick.

- Okay, we're gonna call the number right now.

[phone ringing]

What, what is it?

- The phone, it's Russ's.

- It's Russ's?

Are you sure?

- [Derek] The ringing is coming from his bag.

Crap, he's packing up his stuff.

What am I supposed to do?

- Uh, are the police on their way?

- They said they're only a few minutes out.

- Okay, Derek, I need you to keep him there.

The police will be there any minute.

You just have to stall him, okay?

I'll be right over.

Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

- [Derek] Hey, Russ, how's it going?

- Hey, it's good.

Yes, what's up?

- And the book, it's going well?

- Yeah, it's good.

I actually managed to blow up the spaceship today,

so, progress.

[tapping on counter]

- Alright, you know what?

Listen, there's something really important

I needed to talk to you about.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, yeah, everything's cool.

[sighing, mumbling]

- Okay [sighs].

- Is this about what's going on with Harper?

Sounds rough, man, I'm sorry.

- No, no, it's not, this is not about Harper.

- What's not about me?

- What are you doing out here?

- Am I just supposed to sit in your office all day?

I didn't realize I was a prisoner.

- No, that's not what I said.

I just said, "What are you doing out here?"

That's all I'm--

- Okay, why are you weirding out?

- I'm not being weird.

I'm not, actually this is pretty normal.

- Oh, you're the picture of normal.

- Okay, can you just go back to the office?

- No.

- Great, good chat, good chat.

Good talk.

- Alright. - Here you go.

Iced caramel mocha with soy.

- [Derek] Hold up, hold up.

You know, I forgot to ask you.

- Move.

Lets go!

Damn it.

- So, about the spaceship,

just blew it up? - Yeah.

Another time.

I actually gotta meet someone.

Dude.

- Hold on, hold on, Layla wanted to talk to you.

She said she knows some people

over at the University Press

and a bigger connection, I don't know,

but she's gonna be here like, in

any minute now, okay?

- But later, I'm out.

- You're not gonna-- - What the hell, man?

- [Derek] Take a look, check for a phone, Joey.

- [Joey] I'm looking, I'm looking.

- What do you want with my phone?

- Every pocket.

- Got it.

- That's not my phone.

Give me back my bag.

[grunting] [thuds]

That's not my phone!

- Let's go, come on, come on, come on.

- [Derek] You're stalking my daughter?

- [Russ] Stop, what are you talking,

I'd never hurt Harper.

- Don't even say her name.

- Derek, where's Harper?

- She's fine, she's fine.

- Alright, good job, Mr. Woods.

We'll take it from here.

- [Layla] Oh, my God, are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- [Russ] You've got it all wrong.

- If I had a nickel for every time I heard that.

Is that the phone?

Looks like we found your stalker.

[suspenseful music]

- You've gotta believe me, guys.

Come on, you know what my phone looks like.

You've seen me on it.

You know that's not mine.

Come on, guys!

- [mumbles] thank you.

It's okay, it's gonna be alright, come on.

It's okay.

[pensive music]

[tapping, scraping]

- Can you get the seeds in the trash?

- I still can't believe Russ would do such a thing.

- Me either.

- [Harper] I mean, I can.

- What?

- I mean, now, looking back at it,

even though I totally turned him down,

he'd still make these stupid, flirty remarks.

Like he thought he was being cute,

when really, he was just like bleh.

- Oh, come on, why didn't you say something?

I'd have kicked him out a long time ago.

- Right?

- Oh no, I never really thought of it as like a big deal.

Me and Monica just thought he was like,

weird, not crazy.

- Well, the next time anything like that happens,

you let us know right away, got it?

- It's gotten.

- I'm just grateful that, yeah, we can all

get back to a normal life.

- Normal?

Is that like mom's gonna go back to her Yay Me Party?

- Oh, Yay Me Party is happening.

We have to celebrate you, my darling.

- Oh! - Can I help you?

- Yes, give me a paper towel. - Okay.

[upbeat lyrical music]

- Tell me it's not true.

- Specifics, Monica.

Give me something to go on for.

- It's all over school.

Did you actually turn Chad down when he asked you out?

- [Harper] It's not a big deal.

- Au contraire.

You've been crushing on Chad since the second grade.

- [Harper] You're ridiculous.

He didn't appear until the seventh grade.

- See, I bet you know the exact date he arrived.

- Hopefully, I'm not that pathetic.

- You are if you really did turn down the date.

- What would we have done anyway?

He probably would wanna take me somewhere lame.

It's not like we have anything in common

to talk about, so,

it could've been a total disaster.

- Ah, no, turning down Chad is the real disaster here.

- Why, did you turn Chad down?

- Would everyone quit making this stuff such a big deal?

Yes, I turned down Chad, who cares?

- You do.

- Harper, this is what you always wanted.

- It is.

Okay, I mean, look at Russ,

we thought he was just your everyday weirdo,

turns out he's a total wack job.

What if Chad ends up being some kind of

closet serial killer who wants to dissect,

I don't know, bunnies, or something?

- You were the one who told me

he wouldn't even kill a spider in English class.

Remember, he set it free outside instead?

- Okay, fine, maybe he's normal, but what do I do now?

There's crazies everywhere.

- So you're just never gonna go out, ever?

- Probably not.

- Harper, you can't live your life this way.

You're safe, honey.

We got the stalker.

I mean, look, if I had my way,

I'd cover you in bubble wrap for the rest of my life.

- I know. - But...

You've worked really hard to live a normal life,

and you can't let this fear stand in the way.

- Exactly, your normal life,

one that doesn't include you moving to Portland,

but does include you dating that hottie

that finally asked you out.

- Okay, here's the deal.

If you don't wanna go out with Chad,

you don't have to, that's your choice.

- Right. - Right.

But, I think that you kinda do.

I think that you wanna go out with him.

You're just afraid.

'Cause he's really cute.

- Yes, though. - Yeah?

- Yeah.

- You wanna go out? - Yes.

- You wanna go out? - Stop, yes.

- [Layla] You do. [chattering, teasing]

[mellow music]

[upbeat music]

[cork pops]

- There, oh, that's subtle.

That's real subtle.

I'm sure the CIA recruiters would be calling any day now.

- Oh, come on, dad.

It's a special occasion.

- Is it? - Yeah, Mr. Woods.

Look, she's like breathing and stuff.

[laughing] [chattering]

- Hi.

Oh, my gosh, thank you for coming.

I just to say thank you so much

for everything you did for Harper.

- You're welcome. - You are the reason

that she's here today.

- Because it is a special occasion.

- Yeah. - Yes, and you are

very, very special people in my life.

- No. - Oh, yes.

- That's not special.

- Oh, this is so special,

because you're very special friends

of my lovely daughter,

and thank you for being such a dear friend

to my daughter.

- [Monica] As good as it's gonna get.

- Yes, this is as good as it's gonna get.

- Thanks, Mr. Woods. - Thank you.

- You're welcome, cheers.

- Was our daughter just trying to get champagne?

- Yeah, your daughter is pretty shameless,

I have to say, but her dad gave her some

bubbly soda. - Oh, good.

I'm glad you did that.

- 'Cause I'm disciplined. [laughing]

- It turned out alright, didn't it?

- Mm, it's fantastic.

- Yeah, thanks.

[sighs] Oh, my.

Did you ever imagine a year ago

that we'd be standing here right now,

watching our baby have a second chance at life?

- No.

Not when every breath was a struggle.

Not when we were just waiting to hear

the next beep from her heart monitor.

- Just dying inside every time the phone rang

and it wasn't the heart transplant team.

- Yeah, but you know what, baby?

We made it.

Our baby girl, she made it.

And we are, right now,

we really are watching our beautiful girl

living her best life.

You've been a great mother.

- Cheers. [glasses clink]

[mellow piano music]

- I never thought I'd lose

the who's-more-interesting contest

to a piece of chicken.

Well, here we are.

- Yup. [clinking]

Oh, my gosh, so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- It's okay, I'm kidding.

- I know.

I'm just a little nervous.

- Because you've been into me for so long?

- What?

[chuckles]

Seriously, who told you, was it Monica?

I swear to God I'm gonna kill her,

like death by a thousand cuts.

- Okay, you've got a vicious side.

It's good to know.

- No, I'm not actually a psycho.

No, it was just this documentary I saw

about the Ming Dynasty in China, and I...

Okay, great, you think I'm a total dork?

Great, best first date ever.

- No, are you talking about the one

that came out last year?

- Yeah, wait, you saw it?

- Yeah, I watched it with my parents.

- Your parents?

- [chuckles] Yeah.

It turns out I'm the total dork.

- You're the dork? - Yeah.

Yeah, I watch documentaries with my mom and dad.

- That's sweet, though. [chuckling]

- Yeah.

Why didn't you ever,

say anything about liking me before?

I mean, we could have been

nerding out over documentaries this whole time.

- I don't know.

I don't know, maybe because you're you, and

I'm me.

- Yes, yes.

Captain Obvious, that's true.

- No, I just...

I, um...

- What is it?

Harper?

You okay?

- Uh, yeah.

What were we talking about?

Oh, right, how you're gonna ask me out a long time ago.

- Hold on.

I've gotta add faulty memory

to the list of things I learned about you tonight.

[laughing]

- Well, cheers.

[glasses clink]

[papers shuffling]

[phone ringing]

- I know, I know, I'm on my way.

- Are you still at work?

- [Layla] Yes, but I'm leaving in five minutes, okay?

- You're never gonna make it back on time.

Harper and Chad could be home any minute.

- Oh, really?

Damn.

Okay, I'll hurry.

Honey, you just have to play good cop

and bad cop till I get there, okay?

- Without you, they're only getting bad cop.

- Derek, you need to be nice.

Remember, we're trying to encourage our daughter

to have a normal life.

- Honey, I am not ready for this.

[suspenseful music]

- Okay, we made it through our daughter

having a heart transplant.

We survived her having a stalker.

We need to be supportive on her first date.

Please.

- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

I think they're pulling up right now.

- You better be nice.

I mean it.

- Honey, I can't hear you.

I think you're-- - Derek?

- It's a bad connect-- - Derek?

Hello?

[banging on table]

[sighs] Okay.

- So, on a scale of one to 19.

- To 19, okay.

- How would you rate this date?

- Oh!

Well, if I gave you an eight--

- Oh, my--

- How hard will you work

to make our next date even better?

- Okay.

Okay, so it was a 19.

- We'll give it like a solid 16.

- Okay, okay.

I mean, I did have to compete with the chicken

for the first part of the evening,

so, 16's not bad.

[mellow music]

- Well, I should go.

- Wait.

[clears throat]

About this whole Internet-famous thing.

- Yeah, I know that's why you asked me out.

I get it.

- Oh, yeah, that's why I noticed you.

But I'm glad it happened,

'cause if it hadn't

and I didn't get to know you and all that,

it would have sucked.

- Really?

- Really.

[mellow music]

I'm kinda digging you, Harper Woods.

[swooshing]

[knocking]

Oh, my God.

- Kill me now.

I am so sorry that he's up.

[suspenseful music]

[chuckles]

Don't laugh, don't laugh.

- It's funny [laughs].

- I should go.

[laughing]

- Say hi to your dad for me.

[laughing]

- He's gonna kill me.

Bye.

[suspenseful music]

[whacking] [grunting]

[thuds]

[whacking] [grunting]

[suspenseful music]

[gasps]

- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, Chad?

Chad!

Oh, geez, uh.

Derek!

Derek!

Call an ambulance.

Honey, are you okay?

What happened?

Hey, Chad.

Chad, what happened?

Derek!

[groaning] [coughing]

- [Harper] He's gonna be okay, right?

- Of course, he is, sweetheart.

Paramedics said he suffered a concussion,

a few broken ribs, but, hey, he's gonna be fine.

- But he's so nice to everyone.

Like, why would anyone want to hurt him?

Russ isn't the stalker, is he?

He's still out there.

- Yes, he is.

[melancholic music]

- Great.

- Is she asleep?

- Yeah, she's finally asleep.

I just can't believe it.

- I know.

I mean, I was so sure it was Russ,

so sure we had finally caught the guy.

But how does this happen, huh?

- I just don't understand how Russ

ended up with that phone?

Someone went to the trouble to plant it?

- They must have.

But who?

[pensive music]

- Hey, babe [knocks].

I have to go to my meeting now.

You've gotta watch Harper.

Joey is out with her right now,

so you can finish that.

She'll be fine for a few minutes.

- Okay.

You do know it's insane

that this is what our lives have come to?

- Ah, yes. - Of being afraid

to leave our daughter alone for even a minute?

- I don't even want to leave her at all.

[chuckles]

I have to go though.

I'll hurry back.

- Hurry back.

- I love you.

- Hi, Miss Woods. - Yeah.

- [Joey] Cappuccino to go for you?

- [Layla] Really?

Is it decaf?

- Yeah, of course. - You're the best.

Hey!

- Hi. - What you doing?

- Designing.

- Well, you know, honey,

just because you're not in school

doesn't mean you don't have to do any work.

- You're such a mom.

I'll get it done.

I swear.

- Okay, I'm gonna trust you on that.

And when I get back, I wanna see

some conjugated French verbs, okay?

- How long are you gonna be gone?

- Just about an hour.

I mean, I have a meeting with the dean

and then I'll come right back.

- Okay, well, hurry up.

- Hey.

I wish I didn't have to go.

I just wanna get this leave of absence thing

taken care of right away.

- No, I know.

Thanks for doing this

I know you have a lot going on right now.

- Do you know you're the most important thing in my life?

And dad's, too?

- Mm-mm. - Yeah?

- Mm-hm.

- And until this thing gets resolved,

I'm not letting you out of my sight,

not for a second, okay?

- Thanks, mom.

- And you can thank me when we're tailing you to prom.

- Hey, wait.

When you're done, can we visit Chad

at the hospital?

I called his mom and he's awake now,

so he can have visitors.

- Yeah, I think that's a good idea.

Hey, Joey. - Yeah?

- [Layla] Will you watch my girl for me?

- Always. - Thank you.

Hey, you, French verbs, now.

[mellow lyrical music]

[soft tapping]

[pensive music]

Of course.

[phone ringing]

- [Derek] Hey, hon, what's up?

- The cameras.

- What?

What are you talking about, honey?

- The day that Russ was arrested,

the cameras were recording, right?

- Yeah, but since Russ isn't the stalker--

- Okay, honey, listen to me.

The guy who framed Russ must have been there

to plant the phone in his bag.

The cameras would have picked up that footage.

- What are you doing?

- Gotta fix the cold brew.

Of course, it's on the one day everyone's ordering.

- That's unfortunate. - Yeah.

- Babe, you are a genius.

Harper! - What?

- [Derek] Get in here quickly, come on.

- What's going on?

- Here, close the door.

We have to search the security footage.

Mom realized it must have caught

the person who framed Russ.

- Oh, awesome, let's do it.

- Alright, get your mom on speaker.

- Hey, mom. - Anything?

- [Harper] There's nothing there.

- [Derek] And the only person who goes near Russ's bag

is Joey, but it's just to deliver coffee.

- [Harper] Go back, maybe we missed something.

- It's Joey.

- [Harper] It's not Joey.

- [Derek] Right, honey, there's no way, come on.

- Yes, it just fits everything

that I've read about online stalking.

And Harper, you must have noticed

his monster crush on you.

[mellow music]

- Well, yeah.

I mean, look, it's Joey,

it's not like we'd go out or anything.

- [Joey Voiceover] Yes, we could.

I've been here the entire time.

I've never let you down, Harper.

- No, just because someone seems harmless

doesn't mean they are.

Look closer.

- [Harper] Nothing is happening.

- Rewind, let me rewind a second.

[suspenseful music]

Wait, wait, right there, right there.

- What the hell?

Oh, my God.

- What, what'd you find?

- It's true, it's Joey, but why?

Why would he wanna hurt me?

- [Joey Voiceover] I didn't mean to hurt you.

I love you more than anything, Harper.

I just wanted you for myself.

- Okay, Derek.

Don't let on you know anything.

Just behave like it's a normal day, okay?

Derek?

[sighs] Damn it.

Uh...

Hey, Carol, I'm gonna have to call the dean

and reschedule, okay?

I'll call in a bit.

I'm so sorry.

[tires screeching]

[fast beat suspenseful music]

Harper?

Derek?

[suspenseful music]

Oh, my God.

Derek, honey.

Honey, what happened?

Oh, God, who did this to you?

- Joey.

He took Harper.

- Took her where?

[tense music] [engine whirring]

[suspenseful music]

- How you doing back there, Harp?

You'll be alright.

[phone ringing]

- [Operator] 9-1-1, what's your emergency?

- Hi, my daughter's been taken.

My husband's been attacked.

I need an ambulance at Deja Vu Brew, 113 Tiger Drive.

Yeah, it's right across from campus.

Please hurry.

- Harper.

- I'm calling, I'm calling.

Please pick up, please pick up.

- It's gonna be alright.

[phone ringing]

- [Harper's Voice Mail] This is Harper.

I don't even check my voice mail, but--

[phone ringing]

This is Harper, I don't even--

[phone ringing]

[tense music]

This is Harper, I don't--

[phone ringing]

This is Harper, I don't even check--

- Damn it, it keeps going to voice mail.

[phone ringing]

- [Paige] This is me.

- Hey, Joey took Harper.

I need you to track her phone, please.

- [Paige] Yes, of course.

[fast beat suspenseful music]

Hold on one second, I've almost got him.

I see them.

They're heading out of town, Route 24.

I'll keep tracking.

- Okay, stay on the phone with me.

- [Derek] We have to save her.

- No, you're not going anywhere.

The police are coming.

- [Derek] There is no time--

- Baby, lay down.

The ambulance will be here in a second.

I gotta go.

Paige, I'm still here.

[siren blaring]

[fast beat suspenseful music]

[phone ringing]

- [bangs] Damn it!

Give me the phone.

- No, please, Joey, stop! - [mumbles] the phone, huh?

Give it to me!

- Stop, no! - Give it!

Oh, look, it's mom.

- [Paige] They've stopped moving.

They're about five miles ahead.

- Trying to keep us apart again.

[phone ringing]

[shattering] Always thinking you're best.

Wanna send you away.

- I'm so sorry. - What?

- [Paige] I lost the signal.

- What does that mean, Paige?

- [Paige] Just keep going straight.

You're headed for the last location I had her at.

- [shattering] You wanna separate us.

Damn it.

Not anymore!

What do you think you're doing, huh?

[grunting]

- [Harper] Please.

- [Paige] Okay, another minute or so,

you should reach the spot.

- Okay.

[fast beat suspenseful music]

- Stop! - Stop!

Please stop!

[thuds] [grunts]

[car hood bangs]

[grunting]

Harper!

[suspenseful music]

- Oh, God.

Come on, baby, come on, baby.

[gasps]

Paige, I found his car!

[suspenseful music]

Paige, I'll call you back.

Harper!

Harper?

Harper?

[tense music]

- [Joey] Harp, I'm not gonna hurt you, stop!

Harper.

Harper.

Harper, stop!

[suspenseful music]

Stop!

[thuds] [grunts]

- No, stop. - Stop!

[screaming]

Shut up, shut up!

It wasn't supposed to be this way, you know.

My mom died from her heart condition.

And I was too young to do anything about it.

But when you were diagnosed,

it was like a second chance.

I was there for you.

We were meant to be together,

stop fighting it!

- Joey, why are you doing this, you're my best friend.

- Friends?

I love you, Harper.

- If you love me, let me go.

- You think I'm gonna let you go?

So you can run back to that jackass Chad?

- How would I know how you felt?

- How could you not know?

I've always been there for you.

I supported you from the beginning.

Chad just wants you now because you're Internet-famous.

Don't you see that?

- Then why not tell me?

Why follow me online?

- You never noticed me, not like that.

I had to do something to get your attention.

- You have my attention.

- No, I don't!

[gasping]

It's supposed to be just the two of us.

[crunching]

But now that you're famous--

- Please, no.

No, no, no.

If you won't be with me--

- Please!

- Shh. [choking]

Shh, shh, shh. [tense music]

[choking] Shh!

[whacking]

- Get your hands off my daughter.

My baby.

My baby.

[melancholic music]

[gasping] [siren blaring]

- [Detective] Mrs. Woods, this is Detective Canavan.

Paige Marten called me, where are you?

[crying]

[tense music]

[somber music]

- Where's Harper?

Harper.

Come on, tell them it's a mistake.

I wouldn't hurt you, Harp, I love you.

Harper!

- I'm so sorry [sobbing].

What about Russ?

You had him arrested for nothing.

- [Layla] It's okay, honey.

It's all gonna be okay.

- [Detective] You have the right to remain silent.

- It's over now, okay?

You're safe.

Hey.

- I love you, mom.

- I love you, too, baby.

[pensive piano music]

Hello.

- Oh, hey. - So, what's the verdict?

- Have a seat.

- Okay.

- So, your father and I,

we've discussed it.

And we have decided

you can relaunch your InstaPixer account.

- For real? - Mm-hm.

- For real.

- You guys are the best.

- There's more.

We have some conditions.

- What are the conditions?

- Well, for starters, no more showing your face

on your online account.

- Well, then how am I supposed to model my designs?

- Hm, that's a good question.

You know, I have faith in your resourcefulness.

You're a pretty savvy young lady.

I think you'll figure it out.

- Okay, agreed.

- Okay, next, you cannot share

any more personal information,

no names, no places, nothing that can be traced.

[screaming]

- Okay, got it. - Hey, ei, ei, ei, ei.

One more thing, sit.

- What?

- I want you to design some outfits for me.

- Really? - Yeah, but nothing too cool,

'cause I'm just a professor.

- Okay, so, like shoulder pads and what not?

- Wow, hold on, I don't think we need to go there,

but, hold on, don't get all crazy yet

'cause I'm sensing an impromptu fashion show.

- Wait, so you actually wanna see my designs?

- Yes, honey, whatever you love, we love.

- Okay.

Well, I have a condition of my own.

- Mm.

- Hm.

[upbeat music]

- [Both] Oh, whoa!

- Hot. - Yeah, whoa!

Perfect stuff, huh?

- Oh, no, oh, no. - Oh, yes.

- [Harper] Oh, no.

Oh, God.

[cheering]

- Oh, yeah.

[cheering]

- I am hot. - Yes, there you go.

Come on, come on.

[whistling]

[chattering] [cheering]

[upbeat music] [chattering]

[mellow music]