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♪ Woke up this morning Tears in your eyes ♪

♪ Look out your window...

Do you think it's terrible?

It's--

It's smart and original, just like you.

Cornell would be stupid not to take you, bro.

You're the stupid one,

thinking you have a chance in hell.

Hey. Go print out a new one.

I got this.

♪ Jessie is a friend...

You're a fool to keep encouraging him.

Cornell doesn't take trash.

He's gonna end up a dropout plumber... just like you.

♪ Jessie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine ♪

♪ And she's watching him with those eyes ♪

♪ And she's loving him with that body, I just know it ♪

♪ And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night ♪

♪ You know, I wish that I had ♪

♪ Jessie's girl

God, what a monster.

I know I am.

No, baby, not...

not you. Your...

Your stepmom. It's...

It's not your fault that she was so cruel.

I don't know. Maybe I'm just using it as an excuse,

you know, for my own sickness.

She was sick...

and abusive.

You're trying to get better.

I am.

I really am.

But that's no reason for you to get roped into all this.

Hey, I... I know what I'm doing.

Look, Tory...

...this could get way more dangerous for you.

There's a cop asking questions.

There's a killer sending me cryptic messages.

I need you to be certain that you understand--

We should get married, like-like, today.

My... my Evidence professor was talking about spousal privilege in class.

- Okay. - And if we're married,

they can't compel me to testify against you.

Tore--

Are you sure about this?

Baby...

I'm in this.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Drew, I've left you, like, five messages.

I went to the police station yesterday looking for you.

I feel like a crazy stalker.

Call me back. That'd be great. Thanks.

Hey, I'm here. What's the emergency?

- Hi. Great. Hello. Can you please take him? - Hi. What?

I don't know when I'll be back, but I will be back.

Text me if you need me and remember not to put the bottle in the microwave.

Okay, sounds good.

You're not gonna complain, and bitch, and moan? "Ava, I have my own life."

I'm sure you had plans before you dropped everything to raise me, so...

Okay. I gotta go, 'cause I have to bail Nathan out of jail.

You left him overnight?

He is lucky I'm coming back at all.

You wanna see this shit?

Look at your daddy.

Fuck, that's tight. Ava!

Fuck, that's tight. Ava!

- Oh, my God. He's trending. - He's never gonna get another client after this.

- I'm sure it'll be fine. - Who are you? Why are you being so positive?

- What's wrong? What do you want? - Fine. Can I have some friends over tonight?

We'll stay in the backyard. We won't wake up Jack. It'll be fine.

Yeah, it's fine. Just don't let anyone drunk-hold him. Thank you. I owe you.

- Bye-bye. Say, "Bye, Mama. Love you." - Bye.

Okay.

Hey. I think we're good.

So...

the killer messaged you yesterday?

That's, uh... That's pretty scary.

Might be a good time to let this all go, right?

No? You're right. Whatever you wanna do is right.

Look, I know you're mad at me,

but I'm-I'm just gonna be straight with you.

After a night in lockup,

a man starts to think.

- Oh, my God. - Seriously.

And I've never felt closer to you.

I really feel very, very close to you right now.

Ow! Fuck!

- God damn it! - Oh, I'm sorry.

Look, can we just do this now? Let's just fight and get it over with.

I don't wanna go home and do it in front of Jack.

We're not going home.

She told me she was a detective on the Copycat Killer case.

Turns out she was impersonating a cop.

Oh, great. People who do that are always sane and good.

If you don't wanna be here, wait in the car.

I'm doing this. I need to see what's going on.

Why do you need to get involved at all?

Because the Copycat Killer played me, okay?

And that's fine, because he's a serial killer, all right?

But Drew, or whatever the hell her name is, is my friend.

And to think she's pulling one over me too, like...

Drew?

I am going to look her in the eye, and I'm gonna ask her...

Hmm.

What the hell is going on?

I mean, is there any junk mail? Is there a receipt around? We just need her real name.

There's nothing here. Can we just go home, please?

Maybe she didn't have a bunch of stuff in the first place.

I've been trying to reach her all night. It doesn't make sense.

She must be wrapped up in some crazy shit to just leave so unexpectedly.

This is private property.

- Fuck... - Oh, my God.

Hello, sir. I'm, um... I'm Ava Bar... ney.

I'm Ava Barney. I'm a real estate agent.

And this unit would be really good for my client here.

Uh... No, thanks.

What? I'd be a great tenant.

How long has this house been vacant?

Because I like to kind of survey this area,

and I could've sworn someone was living here last week.

Yeah, till yesterday. She split in the middle of the night.

With no notice? I mean, what has ever happened to good renters?

You really gotta vet these applicants these days.

Background checks, credit score. I could take a look for you if you want.

I respect people's privacy.

And I got a pretty good eye for people, nine times out of ten.

What the hell did I do to this guy?

Olivia seemed like a good one.

And she warned me up front that she can get called back to sea pretty quick anyhow.

- To sea? - To see what?

Yeah, those big cruise ships,

they schedule their hands last-minute.

Oh. Do you remember this Olivia's last name by any chance?

Like I said,

I respect people's privacy.

Okay. Okay, look.

We have a name, Olivia. Could be fake, but still...

Doesn't matter. She's at sea.

- She's not on a cruise ship! - That's what he said.

Will you stop talking? I need to think.

Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt with completely normal reactions.

Listen, she has a baby, okay? She's not just gonna get up and leave out of nowhere.

There is something about the ocean.

Her idiot dad insists on buying her all kinds of fancy toys,

but all she wants is this tacky souvenir from a beach dive bar.

Yep. This is it.

Are you sure?

- Fine. Don't believe me. - No. I believe you.

Excuse me.

Oh, shit. I think some of these guys booked me last night.

Yeah. Try not to beat up anyone, and maybe we'll get out of here safely.

- Hello. - Hey.

This is busy for 10:00 a.m., huh?

Yeah. Well, you know that new serial killer struck again last night,

so everyone's in here drinking.

So that's fun. Can I get you anything?

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah, we'll get two IPAs, please.

Sure. Hey, listen, quick question for you.

Do you remember a woman named Olivia, dark hair, used to hang out at this bar?

Um...

No. That doesn't ring a bell. Uh...

You look nervous. Are you lying?

Dude! You're the tennis tantrum guy.

- Oh, my God... - Keep it down.

You're all over TikTok. Oh, my gosh. Can I get a selfie with you?

No. Absolutely not. We're not doing that.

Actually, I'll give you a selfie if you tell my wife

what she needs to know about Olivia.

Babe, that's so hot.

Yeah, yeah. And I'll get in it, too. I'm Ava.

Deal. Okay.

Uh, yeah, I know a girl named Olivia.

She's one of those hot-for-cops types.

She's always hanging around here till closing time looking for somebody to go home with.

My God! Did you ever see her leave with anybody?

I don't-- Mmm.

- Did you signal with your eyes? - What?

- Feels like you did do a signal. - See where he just looked?

I'm done with information.

- Thank you, sir. - Mm-hmm.

- Oh, my God. - What?

The real Detective Stephens

is standing over there.

Look. No, don't look. Look. No, no, don't look.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. - What?

She must've been having some relationship with him or affair.

Maybe she stole the case files from him. I mean...

No, it can't be.

Oh, my God! No, it can't be.

Oh, my God. She couldn't be.

What? It can't be what?

The only person that would need that information

from those very specific case files would be...

...the Copycat Killer. - Yes.

No. I don't think so.

Women are not serial killers.

- Never? - No.

They're not, like, the... Eh-eh-eh!

Not those type. A little too stabby.

Once in a while, you get your Aileen Wuornos, and that's once in a blue moon.

Kind of vengeful, tortured soul.

But it's...

Hey, this Olivia lady,

what was her general vibe?

Tortured.

He's leaving. We have to go. We have to go. Thank you.

- Thank you. - Wait. My selfie. You promised!

- Wow. - Babe, isn't this so cute?

Starting a new trend. It's the 24-hour wedding.

- Tory, it looks magical. - Yeah?

- Hey, I got some great news. - What?

Gustaf said he can officiate tonight.

- That's great. - Yeah. He said we can write our own vows.

Well, I wrote my vows already.

- What? Huh. - Yeah. Hmm.

- I'm gonna have to get on it then, huh? - Yeah.

Hey, look, no pressure or anything,

but is there anyone else you wanna invite to the ceremony?

- I know it's last-minute, but... - Nope.

No family you wanna include?

No. Trust me, that is not a good idea.

Well, what about your-your son?

I just feel bad not including him. He means so much to you.

I don't really wanna talk about him right now if you don't mind.

Okay. Well, I can always reach out to his mom if-if that's helpful.

It's not. And, uh...

...don't bring that up again.

I'm sorry. Um...

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

I didn't mean to upset you.

I just want you to feel loved and supported

on this special day.

And I do. I do.

But, Tory, your family is my family now.

Okay?

Okay.

Great.

Now, I got an errand to run before the wedding.

I'm gonna be real quick, okay?

You won't even notice I'm gone.

All right.

He's a cop?

I think he's a dirty cop, living like this. Are you sure?

I've been wrong about who is and isn't a cop before, so we'll see.

What's the plan here? H-how are we gonna get this guy to talk to us?

Uh, I don't know. I'm thinking.

What? You're thinking about it now? Don't you think you should've thought about--

Detective Stephens, hi. Could we ask you a few questions?

Yeah. Come on in.

I've been expecting you.

Thank you.

What do you got for me?

We would like to know

if you know a woman named Olivia,

and if so, her whereabouts.

Uh...

No. Nope. Doesn't ring a bell.

Oh. Well, thanks for your time.

No. See, but we heard that you do, though.

Well, you heard wrong.

Well, that answers our question. We can...

No, see, hypothetically, let's just say that you know Olivia.

In fact, let's say that you know her quite well. And hypothetically, let's say

that we know for a fact that she stole some case files from you

pertaining to the Copycat Killer.

Well, I can't really discuss anything related to an ongoing investigation.

You know, it'd be a real shame if an anonymous call made its way to Internal Affairs

regarding these missing case files.

Raise some red flags that a fellow investigator

is possibly aiding and abetting a serial killer.

She doesn't fit the profile.

- Wow. Seems that you know her. - Seem like he does.

- Interesting. - Very interesting.

She is under six foot. She is right-handed.

She is obsessed with other serial killers.

That is Olivia, and you know it, sir.

Are you familiar with the castle doctrine?

It says that if I were to shoot someone attempting a home invasion,

there is not a court in this country that would convict me.

And now, here you are...

in my home.

Right.

- So are we done here? - Yes. Thank you so much.

- Lovely home. Thank you for your time. - Thank you so much.

- Show yourself out. - Yep.

Yes, we will.

Okay, I may know who it is, but I don't know where she is.

I still need to figure that out. Plus, I keep making friends with serial killers.

That can't really be a good thing, right?

It's an amazing thing. You go to the park to look for mom friends,

- and you find a killer? - I know!

Look, I know I've been a buzzkill on the murder front lately,

but I see why you can't quit this.

Uh-uh. What's that look?

I know that look.

Where we going?

What time is it? So ridiculous!

Am I late?

No. The grief support group is running long again.

I shouldn't be mean. They're going through a lot. They've lost loved ones,

some of them to murder.

Really? My God.

It's good to see you.

You missed a few meetings. I was afraid I scared you away.

Oh, I've just been busy.

That's not true, actually. I, uh...

I thought I was done with this place, but, um...

You can't control the cravings. You can only control what you do with them.

It's external triggers. Be fair to yourself.

I'll give you my number. Call me anytime you wanna chat.

We're all here for you. We've been through the same thing.

Matt?

No one cares how my sister died.

It doesn't matter.

You don't matter.

Wait! Matt!

Matt!

- Hey, guys. - Oh, my God. It's her again.

I heard you say that. Even though you whispered, I heard it.

- This is my husband, Nathan. - Hi.

We're not here to bug you. I have a question.

Do you, by any chance, remember that woman that pulled me away a few weeks ago?

- Show them a picture of her. - Why would I have one?

- Your drug dealer? - Ooh! Does she sell shrooms?

Okay, no, no. Not my drug dealer. I don't have a drug dealer.

I really need some information on this woman. It's extremely important.

Do you know anything?

Okay, look, there is a killer on the loose.

Everyone's a little on edge.

So, you will forgive us if we have no interest

in getting involved with whatever mess you're in.

Yo, hey.

You. Yes.

I have... I've got shrooms.

I got a lot of 'em. So, you give me some info, and I'm gonna...

I'm gonna give you some for free.

Okay, so I remember, like, a week before we met you,

she came to the park asking if any of us knew you.

Yeah. She had your photo and everything.

Oh, my God. What-what-what did she want?

Uh... Just to talk to you.

Oh!

So?

The shroomies?

Oh, yeah.

Uh... Here you go.

Don't open those around here.

Just be cool. Yeah, okay.

You had mushrooms?

I think it was an old croissant.

Oh, my God. You were right. This woman has been targeting me.

This is so fucking dangerous. I gotta get out of this.

- What? - We gotta go home. This is not safe anymore.

- You're not gonna stop. - What do you mean?

- I'm not gonna let you, not now. - What?

- You're too good at this. - Babe, that's really sweet, but this is not--

I'm not being sweet, okay? I'm being serious here.

Look, I used to be great at tennis.

And I may not be anymore.

- Do you want me to say something? - Nah. The moment passed.

- Oh. - The point is that I...

I still know what greatness looks like,

and you're exceptional.

- Aw. - Yeah. You were meant to do this.

This is what you always wanted to do, right?

Yeah, it kind of is.

So, what are we gonna do about it?

Okay, I guess first things first,

we find out Olivia's full name

so we can accuse her anonymously.

- Yes! Let's get your head in the game. - Yeah? Okay.

Now, think. What are some other places that you guys went to?

Put your wallet away. My baby daddy's paying this time.

Ooh! Hi. Excuse me.

Do you think you could get a receipt for us?

It's from the 28th. We had a 2:00 p.m. reservation at table 14.

Uh, sorry. We don't really do that.

- She wants to add a tip. - Mm-hmm.

Uh... All right, okay. Just one second.

Nice job.

Ooh.

- There you go. - Thank you.

Okay, let's see.

"Luke Woodsen."

Search.

I got the address. Let's go.

- The tip? - Oh, yeah.

- The tip. - Get some... Do you have money?

How many margaritas did you have?

- There you go. - Thank you.

- Thank you so much. - Thank you.

- You gonna take that or what? - No.

- Hi. Oh, Lola! - Hi.

Oh, my goodness. You get cuter and cuter every day.

- Hi. - Hi.

Sorry. I'm Ava. I know her mom.

Oh. I'm her mother.

Of course, yes. I know her biological mother, I mean.

But stepmoms are just as important as real moms.

I am her biological mother.

Who are you?

Okay, I'm a little confused.

This baby and my baby are friend babies.

Oh. Our nanny takes her to the park.

I don't have time for that because I work.

Sorry. Is your...

Is your nanny named Olivia by any chance?

- Yes. What is this about? - Oh, my God.

- You fucking psycho bitch-head lying-- - What?

- Okay, you need to leave my house immediately. - Not you! I'm sorry.

Olivia. She's-- I thought this was her baby.

She-she told me she is your baby's mother.

What?!

Okay, well, thank God she didn't show up today.

I knew I shouldn't have gotten a nanny off Craigslist, but I was desperate.

You better come inside. I need to hear the whole story.

- Okay. - I gotta deal with this.

- Hey, buddy. - You calling to apologize?

You goaded me. You fucking goaded me.

I can't believe I listened to you. I should've listened to my wife,

but now, my life's in the fucking toilet.

That's it, buddy. Let it out. Let it all out.

I'm sorry I'm such a bad influence on you.

I just hate seeing you so disrespected.

I guess I'm just too protective of you, you know?

I'm just too goddamn protective.

Okay. But i-it still doesn't make it right.

No. And you know what? I wanna make it up to you.

Tory and I, we're actually moving the wedding up a bit.

It's just gonna be a small ceremony in your backyard.

But, um, Nathan...

I would be honored

if you would be my best man.

Your best man?

I don't know...

I don't know what to say. I mean, wha...

Yeah. You know, I'm sensing a lot of emotions coming up for you right now.

Do you wanna do a feeling share?

Uh, okay, sure. Yeah. Um...

Never been anyone's best man, uh, before.

I thought you'd ask Nick.

Ah, no. Nick?

Come on, buddy. It's you and me.

Yeah. I see why you wouldn't ask him.

No one's ever asked me to be a best man.

I guess that says a lot about me.

I told you about my dad, and being an only child, and...

My dad, he was just so goddamn obsessed about being the best.

Said that, "Nathan, friends make you weak."

You know, I just... I guess I spent a lot of time alone, so nobody...

I didn't have a lot of friends,

and, you know, I consider you my best friend.

Besides my wife. I mean, she's my--

Ava's my number one best friend, but you're my...

Sometimes, you could even say it's tied for one.

I wouldn't say that to her, but I'd say it's Ava...

Well, look, it's Jack and Ava,

and then you're a close number two best friend of my life.

Whoa.

Anyway, I just wanna say I-I, uh...

say that it means a lot to me,

and I really appreciate you asking me to do this,

and I'm not gonna forget it.

You know what? Me, too.

Wow. 4:47 p.m.

I'll always remember that is the exact time

that you said yes.

Wow. With barely an hour's notice.

Buddy...

Wait. W--

The ceremony's tonight?

Isn't that why you gave us the house for the day? I thought Tory told Ava.

No, Ava doesn't know. She has no idea about this.

Huh. Well, you know what? Don't worry about it.

It's just gonna be a small, casual, come-as-you-are sort of thing.

I just wanna make sure you're standing at my side when we become brothers.

Hey, buddy, could you stay on the phone another minute?

I just... I wanna do a gratitude meditation.

Thanks, pal.

♪ Oh

♪ The devil is loose Oh, the devil is loose ♪

♪ Go and get him

♪ Woo him all day by singing the blues ♪

♪ Oh, the devil

♪ Dine him all night...

Okay, Ring camera, what do you have for me?

Here we go. License plate and face, clear as day.

Okay, we gotta get these Nextdoor moms on her ass.

- Yeah. - Say that she, um... gave your daughter gluten.

No! Say she stole some Erewhon smoothies out of your fridge.

- People freak over those. - Or we could just tell them she's a potential kidnapper.

- Oh, yeah! - Yeah.

- No. That's good. - Yeah.

Okay. Done.

I'll text you updates.

Hey, her name is Olivia Carter, okay?

- And Stephanie's got the Nextdoor brigade on her-- - We gotta get home.

- Tory? - Oh, my God. Finally!

Oh, my God. I am so pissed at--

- Ah! You look so beautiful. - Thanks.

I am so pissed at you. Where's our child? What's going on?

I took him to Serena's. It's hard to babysit

when planning a last-minute wedding.

- Is it? - Help me finish getting ready? Thank you.

Tory, we need to-- Oh, my God.

You here for the wedding?

- I knew you'd freak out. - Not freaking out.

And here you are, freaking out. What are you doing?

What are you looking for, something to strangle me with? What is that?

- Mom's pearl necklace. - What?

I wore it on my wedding day, and I always envisioned you wearing it too.

Av, this is...

kinda light for pearls. Did Mom say these were real?

I don't know. She said her nose, boobs, and teeth were real, so...

- Right, yeah. - "Real enough to fool 'em."

Yeah. Okay, here. Let me put it on you.

I just... My wedding was put together so last-minute,

I always kinda thought yours would... be more special than that.

This is special.

You know, you being here to support me,

and Mom's fake pearls.

But seriously, why are we rushing this? Are you pregnant?

No. This is actually kind of your fault,

because your little cop friend is onto Matt.

My little cop friend?

Yeah. She came to see me on campus.

Oh, hey. The wedding's out back.

Um, are-are you... Are you here for Tory or Matt?

I guess it doesn't really matter. The wedding's so small.

Okay, the truth is I didn't even know a wedding was happening today.

I just dropped in as a friend of Ava's.

Sorry. I didn't get your name.

No. She's not a cop. She's not a real cop. Oh, my gosh. Okay.

I am very kind of almost sure

that she is the Copycat Killer.

- She's the Copycat Killer? - Yes!

Oh, my God. Holy shit!

No. That-that-that makes so much sense,

because the Copycat Killer has been communicating with Matt through the cipher.

She's, like, obsessed with him.

Oh. That's a relief. She's obsessed with him.

I kinda thought she was obsessed with me, but... It's fine. It's better this way.

Hold on. Back up. Why is Matt communicating with the killer?

- I don't think I was supposed to tell you that. - Oh, my God. Where's Matt?

He said he had to run an errand.

Yeah, I'm sure he did have to run an errand. I swear--

Babe, your friend Drew is here.

Drew?

- Yeah. - Hey, Ava!

- Hi. - Hi. Oh, my God.

Why are you-- What are you doing here?

- I didn't really expect you. - Sorry to just drop in.

You didn't tell me that your sister is getting married today.

Moved on that kinda fast, huh?

Yeah, yeah. No. It's-it's a 24-hour wedding.

It's, like, a trend where you get married in 24 hours.

- Yeah, it keeps everyone on their toes. - Yeah, it's fast.

But I thought you didn't like her fiancé.

- Uh... I do! - No.

- No, I do. Do you not? - I'm his best man.

We all like him. That's water under the...

- Bridge. - Yes. So, speaking of him, we're actually...

The ceremony's gonna start. Why don't you and I catch up tomorrow?

Uh, you know, real quick. So you don't want Matt Pierce gone?

No. I...

- You don't. - No.

- No, I don't. - No.

- We love him. - No. We're good.

Come on, Ava.

You can drop the act.

You know why I'm here.

I actually don't. Why are we here?

- Why are we here? - That's such a good question.

Ava, shut the fuck up.

I heard your voicemails.

I know you know I'm not a cop.

Matty man. Big day--

- Nick! - There he is. Nick, buddy.

- You look incredible. - Thank you.

Can you-- Yeah. We're gonna be out--

Can I talk to you for a second? Can you help me for one minute?

- Tell everybody just to take a seat. - All right.

Tory and Matt will be right out.

- This is so much fun. - See you soon.

- Seriously, can we not do this right now? - See, the thing is

I do feel a little bad using you to get to Matt.

Because I think we could've been real friends, Ava. I do.

Except that you've been protecting the Westside Ripper

- this entire time. - Okay. Shh. Can we please not...

- What do you want? - I want the same as you, Ava.

I want Matt gone.

You said it yourself. He's dangerous.

So, help me take him out.

No. He's different now.

All right, everyone calm down.

- Matt Pierce... - Oh, God!

- Oh, my God. - Oh, God.

- Okay. - ...will always be a threat.

What are you doing?

He just killed again.

Please put down the gun.

Drew Stephens is dead.

Yeah. So where is Matt?

- He's running errands. - Stop talking to her.

An errand? I have been following him.

I have proof.

- Okay. - Jesus!

And I want Matt off the streets.

Wait a minute.

You're left-handed?

Yeah.

You're not the Copycat Killer.

Why would you think that I'm a serial killer?

- Well... - You do have a gun pointed at us.

Okay, then who the fuck are you?

All right.

Where's my girl?

- I'm here. - Here.

Oh, my God. Livvie.

What the hell are you doing here?

You know her?

She's my ex-wife.

♪ Violent times

♪ Almost lost you in these violent times ♪

♪ I forgot people could be so kind ♪

♪ In these violent times

♪ Dollar signs

♪ Almost lost it chasing dollar signs ♪

♪ Know the cost, but I forgot the price ♪

♪ Of buying my life