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[airplane flying]

♪

You’re awake.

And you’re really here.

Mr. Stone? We’re preparing to land.

We need to you in your own seats and we need everyone buckled up.

Oh, yes.

Not yet.

Consider it done.

Now you can get up.

Do I have to?

Yes. In your own seat, please.

You need to sit down.

I’m sitting.

We haven’t been formally introduced.

I’m Tellar Phelps.

Tellar’s an interesting name.

My father was military.

He and my uncles loved the whole "Tell her you love her."

"Tell her she’s beautiful." "Tell her..."

What she wants to hear?

I won’t keep the truth from you, Amy, no matter how brutal.

You have my word.

The truth...

My research.

What research?

My laptop, with everything I’ve been searching for.

It’s all back at the motel in...

We’ll get them.

Amy?

I’m okay, I just... I just need a minute.

[coughing]

Amy?

You okay?

Yes.

You’re sick to your stomach.

It passed. I haven’t eaten.

I’m okay.

Is this the first time you’ve been sick?

I got sick. It’s done.

We have a lot to talk about.

Yes, we do.

I have questions.

So do I.

I won’t tell you anything you don’t already know.

Because you don’t fully trust me?

Because I can’t afford to fully trust anyone.

I’m going to prove to you that I’m the exception, Amy.

♪

[airplane landing]

It was one of Alex’s design,

which I inherited when he passed.

Is this where he mentored you?

Yes. It is.

[beeping]

Welcome to my home.

It’s magnificent.

Alex was big on small details.

Like you are.

I can only hope to one day be as brilliant as he was.

Many people believe you already are.

And I’d humbly submit that they are mistaken.

Come on.

♪

There’s a view of Central Park from

almost every room in the house.

During the daylight it’s like sitting in the trees.

[Dad] Beneath the ground are the secrets of the universe.

We just have to uncover them.

And I will.

You will what?

Find out the truth.

No matter what it is, or how painful it might be.

And I’ll be there by your side.

I need a minute.

I’ll be right back.

♪

No, it can wait.

She shouldn’t have to handle anything more right now.

Handle what?

Amy.

What are you doing here, Derek?

Thank God you’re okay!

I’d have never forgiven myself for spooking you

if you’d gotten hurt.

And Liam would’ve gone to jail for killing me.

How are you?

Confused.

Of course she is.

Which is why I told you not to come by tonight.

Don’t you live in Denver?

I have a place here, too.

You’re in here having a meeting about me, Liam,

that doesn’t involve me, and I don’t like it.

You’ve been through enough for one night.

I’ve made it six years without you running my life.

Coddling me isn’t the way

to make me feel safe with you again.

And if you have another blackout for something that I tell you?

I welcome anything that makes me remember.

I knew you didn’t know certain things.

But you can’t remember what happened?

No.

Or yes. Some of it.

But not all of it.

Let’s do this in the morning.

I’ve wasted six years of my life waiting.

I don’t want to waste another minute I don’t have to.

Very well, then. Let’s all sit down.

No to the sitting. Tell me what’s going on.

And who are you in all of this?

Jesus, Amy.

I hate that you obviously think I’m some bad guy.

I’ve spent weeks picturing you raped and murdered

on the side of the road somewhere because of me,

and Liam was losing his mind.

Somebody had to keep his damned feet on the ground.

Tellar, update Amy.

Everything?

Everything.

A man showed up at the diner looking for you after we left.

A private eye.

Hired by whom?

He never knew who hired him.

Sealed envelopes. Untraceable funds.

But he was willing to do whatever was necessary

to find out who hired him if our price was right,

and thanks to Liam, it was.

Why past tense?

He was going to meet up with our man.

Your man?

How many people did you involve in this?

How many people know about me?

No one is involved I don’t trust fully.

How many?

How many is not the issue.

The issue is what happened when my man went to meet the PI.

What happened?

Before we go any further,

I want to reiterate to you we’re safe here.

The windows are hurricane-proof, which means bulletproof.

Bulletproof?

Why are you telling me this?

What happened?

Oh, God. He’s dead?

Our man’s alive.

The PI, however, is not.

Someone killed him, and we must assume

that it was to shut him up.

Who the hell is after you, Amy, and what do they want?

- I don’t know. - You don’t know?

I don’t know.

You’ve been running and hiding for six years

and you don’t now what you’re running from, or why?

Who would do that?

- You don’t know my story. - I know enough.

Enough is right, Tellar.

- Amy... - No.

Who are you to judge me, Tellar?

Who are you to judge me? Who are you?

Don’t you think I’ve done enough of that myself?!?

Amy!

I listened to my mother’s screams

as she burned alive, and I couldn’t get to her.

My whole family died.

Do you know what kind of state of mind I was in?

And what resources I had?

You were in the house?

The fire spread to my room

and I jumped out the window when Chad...

Your brother?

I shouldn’t have jumped. I never should have jumped.

You did what you had to do.

You survived.

I survived, and that’s all.

We’re going to change that. I promise you.

We’re done here.

No. I want to find out who did this.

I don’t want to just survive anymore.

I want to make this end.

Both of you. Get the hell out.

Don’t make my decisions, Liam.

They need to stay.

They want answers and I want answers.

It’s time to figure this out.

Stay here.

They aren’t staying, Amy.

Because you can handle me on your own, right?

What does that mean?

I heard it all that night in Denver.

Derek was worried about my reaction to the camera,

and you said "I can handle Amy."

Well, I’ve got news for you.

Not only did you fail to "handle" me back in Denver,

you’re failing now, too.

And that comment was what made me run, more than anything else.

I meant I’d make sure you felt safe and didn’t panic.

But you’re right.

I failed, and we both lived through hell because of it.

You far more than me. I won’t let that happen again.

I will protect you with or without your consent.

Like you own me.

Call it what you want.

But unlike that private detective,

you’ll be alive on the other side of this.

People are dying, that is my point, Liam.

Which you don’t seem to be getting.

Who protects me from you, Liam?

Do you need protection from me, Amy?

Is that where we still are?

We’re both tired.

Take my bedroom.

It’s directly above the foyer, on the second floor.

I’ll be in the spare bedroom on this floor if you need me.

I’ll force my protection on you,

but I won’t force me, or us, on you.

And I can’t be around you and not touch you.

I didn’t tell you not to touch me.

I just...

I’m just...

Scared.

I know, and it kills me to think you’re afraid of me.

I’m not afraid of you, Liam. Maybe I should be.

Probably I should be.

I don’t trust myself.

Not when I think about everything

I could have done differently pretty much my entire life.

So, if I feel right, I must be wrong.

No. I don’t mean that.

I can’t touch you, Amy.

I want you to touch me.

I need you to touch me right now.

I won’t just touch you.

I’ll do anything and everything in my power

to make you remember us.

To make you believe that your trust in us

is as real and as right as I know it is.

Don’t you get it?

I want you to make the doubt go away.

I need something in this world that feels real,

even if it isn’t.

Or don’t.

Just don’t.

Just let me go then.

I’m not letting you go.

Never again.

Liam!

You want to force away the fear?

Yes.

Then you have to be willing to feel it.

Nothing goes away just because you pretend it doesn’t exist.

You think I haven’t figured that out?

Then face your fear.

You have no idea how much I want to.

Do you?

Yes. I do.

Put your hands above your head.

Remember what I told you before.

Choosing to give away control is frightening, but it’s power.

It’s facing your fear and overcoming it.

We start here, tonight.

Yes...

It may seem like I’m in control, but you are.

No matter what I say or do,

anytime you say no, it’s no.

Remember that.

When you make the choice, you have the power.

Don’t move.

Okay...

[heavy breathing]

Liam...

♪

[panting]

I’m going to tie you up now, Amy.

You like tying me up.

I like what it represents.

Which is what?

Which is what, Amy?

Trust.

That’s right. Trust.

What are you doing, Liam?

Are you scared?

I should be.

Now are you afraid?

No.

Say the word and I’ll untie you.

I’d rather you undress me.

[gasps]

Liam...

Say my name again.

Liam, I...

I’ve missed how you taste.

All of you.

Untie me.

I just... I need to be untied.

I need to be untied right now.

I need you to hold me.

- I need... - Me too, baby.

Me too.

I’m the one who should be scared.

I can’t lose you.

You won’t.

[moaning]

[panting]

Now you’re on top.

You control how fast we go.

How deep I get.

I’m glad you found me.

♪

[heavy breathing]

You weren’t afraid.

No.

Because your instincts told you I wouldn’t hurt you.

And I won’t. Ever.

You were right.

Human nature is to survive,

and that’s what our instincts are for.

When our adrenaline is pumping and we have to make a choice,

we know what’s right.

We act, and we can’t look back.

You had to jump.

Let go.

Never again, and I’ll repeat it until you remember it.

You couldn’t have saved them,

any more than I could have saved my mother and Alex.

You don’t know. You weren’t there.

No, I wasn’t.

But I know things are out of our control.

And if we let them eat us alive, they’ll destroy us.

I’ve lived it, baby.

In your case, you need answers, and you need to place blame.

But not on yourself.

We’ll find the people who did this to you and your family,

and we’ll make them pay.

You have my word.

But it’s time for you to start healing.

I need answers.

We’ll get them.

Tomorrow we’ll come up with a plan.

Together.

♪