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- Fuck her!
- Fuck her.

Yeah, fuck her!
This is how business is done.

It's supposed to...
It's just a round of fucking golf.

You'd think we were taking
clients out to a strip club...

- which we can't even do anymore.
- Exactly. We can't even

do that anymore because
of Christmas party last year.

I think it's because the golf
club doesn't let women play there.

So?

So... it means we're having
client meetings without...

Look, she should just focus
on closing her own shit

instead of whining about how
we're doing better than her.

Jesus.

Look at that good God almighty.

Don't you got some
dignity, sweetheart?

Yeah, They put themselves
in danger, girls like that.

If she's not careful someone's
gonna take advantage

specially kinda guys in this world.

She's kind of hot.

Hot fucking mess.

Hey, let's talk to Brian,
I think he might be

amenable to the idea if we all present

I mean that is
just asking for it.

Ah, look at that.

I think you'd learn by
that age? Right?

Where are even her friends?

They just ran off somewhere?

Leaving her lying around
for anyone to pick up.

Sounds like a challenge, Paul.

Yeah, maybe.

I'll go over.

Oh ho! Jerry.

- I didn't know you had it in you!
- To see if she's OK.

- Yeah, no of course.
- Sure. Go for it.

- Yeah, I'd just go and see.
- Go for it, big fella.

Oh my God.

Hey.

You okay?

What are you looking for?

- Phone.
- Uh-huh.

It's not here.

It's gotta be here, just...

Uh, you think maybe you left it
in the bathroom or something?

No.

You gonna be okay?

Oh, yeah.

How you gonna get home?

- Ride, ride out.
- Yeah, yeah.

I think you might
need a phone for that.

Yeah.

I know.

OK, look, I'm headed out
anyway, so I can drop you off.

- No.
- It's totally fine, it's not a problem.

What are you gonna do?

It's fine, come on.
It's not a problem.

Let's go.

There we go. You got it?

Alright, just hold on to the railing.

- Yep, okay.
- Oh my God.

Come on, I just had my car cleaned.

She's fine.

No I'm not.

Not going to throw up.

Ma'am.

You have it sir, she's
not going to throw up.

My apartment is a
few blocks from here

would you want to have a
drink before hitting the hay?

It's literally right here. You
can have like one beer?

Yes. Can you take us to 242 Raleigh Drive

instead please? It's a couple of blocks.

Just put the address in the app.

Yeah.

Kumquat liqueur, here we go my lady.

Hey, sorry about my
friends at the bar, they are

they are assholes.

There you go, you got it.

Do you... live alone here?

No, but my roommate's
out of town, so, don't worry.

Ugh. That's disgusting.

You're so beautiful.

You know what,
do you mind if I just

put down a little smudge.

I need to lie down.

Oh... yeah of course!

Right this way.

- Don't go to sleep.
- What?

Gosh, you're so pretty.

- What are you...
- It's okay, hey, you're safe.

- What are you...
- Hey, it's OK. You're safe.

- Shh!
- What are you doing?

- God! Your body!
- What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Hey.

Hey.

Hey! I said, what are you doing?

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♪ The Weather Girls – It's Raining Men

_

Whoa! Walk of shame!

What's wrong, baby?

Stop staring.

The fuck you staring at?

You can't take a joke?

Fuck you then!

_

Didn't hear you come in last night.

Everything alright?

I had to work late.

Thought the coffee house closed at nine.

We had to do inventory.

You have to do a lot of inventory at that
place. You should speak to the manager.

I will.

You know, I was
talking to Graham earlier

and he says there's a position
opening at their head office.

And don't freak out

but I want you to know I
recommended you for it.

- Hi Cass...
- Why did you do that?

Because you're sneaking out
your joint with your sad little face.

But I like it here.

No you don't.

No, I don't. But I like you.

- And I like...
- Hello.

Working in a customer-facing role.

- Great! Can I get...
- No.

Cassie.

Don't Cassie me.
I'm fine, Gail. Really.

Johnny said he saw you at
The Fallout last week. Said you were

completely hammered and on your own.

He was a little worried. And I

know, it's none of my business

He must have seen someone
else. I've never been there.

Okay.

I like a tease.

Thank you.

Hey, you want another drink?

- Um, I gotta think.
- Let me get you one.

Vodka cranberry for the lady please.

Hey! How old are you?

Old enough, right?

Can I get a coffee please?

Uh huh.

You want milk?

What?

Cassandra?

- Yeah?
- Ryan.

Cooper. We were in class
together at Forest med school.

2nd year neurology, Dr Hadid's class.

Oh. Yeah.

Brian. Hi.

God. Why are you working here?

Or, I didn't mean to...

That was rude, I didn't mean...

You didn't mean what am I doing
working in a shitty coffee shop?

Yeah, no, I just mean, you know

given

there's no getting
out of this, is there?

- Nu uh!
- I'm gonna leave.

Can I leave and then come back and I can do

- I can do it again, it would be better.
- You want milk?

Pardon?

In your coffee.

No, but uh...

you can spit in it if you
want, I deserve that.

Thank you.

Do you want to go out with me?

What?

On a date?

Seriously? I just
spat in your coffee.

Then I like to finish always
with a little dab gloss

just to give it a kind of wet texture.

Just dab in the middle

and on the top.

And there you go.

Perfect blow-job lips.

So...

Don't forget to like and subscribe,
thank you guys for following.

I love you, bye!

Seriously, you gotta read it.

'Consider The Lobster'
is one of the fucking

greats, man. Cracked
my head open... like...

like a lobster claw.

You know I'm actually writing a novel.

Well, kinda, cause I'm such a
fucking perfectionist, you know,

it's just taking me forever.

I just keep going over
and over and over it

my head is picking at it like a scab.

It's about,

I guess, like, what it is
like to be a guy right now?

Like, what it's like to
be a guy in the world.

Just this greedy, low
life, fucked up love story.

And then all takes place in New
York over the course of one night.

You know what...

I'm gonna stop talking about it.

I don't wanna jinx it.

You do coke, right?

Not really...

Oh come on!

- I got work in the morning...
- Oh, whatever, so do I.

Here.

Put your little nose up to this.

Let me just...

There you go.

Oh my God, you are

so so, pretty.

But why are you wearing all that
make up? Do you mind me asking?

I never understood why women
wear so much make up. It's

like you guys are so much
more beautiful without it.

It's like guys don't even like
that kinda staff, you know?

It's just a soul-sucking system made
to oppress women. It's fucked up.

I wanna see you.

The real you.

With all your freckles,
your imperfections.

I don't feel well.

- Could you get me a glass of water?
- Yeah sure.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Hey.

Hey you.

Hey!

There you are! You fell asleep.

Good girl.

Feel better?

No.

You know, I nearly
didn't come out tonight.

I'm so glad that I did. I feel
such a connection to you.

- Can you call me a cab?
- But you just got here.

I need to go home.

No, don't go.

Stay.

My God, you are so...

I need to go.

- You don't wanna go home.
- I need to go home.

Hey Neil.

I said, I need to go home.

Holy shit! Whoa.
Whoa... what is this?

You are some kind of
psycho or something?

- Why do you say that?
- I just thought that you were...

- Drunk?
- Yeah.

Really drunk?

Fuck... yeah.

Well, I'm not.

But that's good, isn't it?

I think you should leave.

Oh now you want me to leave?

No I just...

I'm really high

Look, I'm really
fucking high right now.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I think you should go.

But a second ago you were
determined for me to stay

You are pretty
insistent actually.

I'm a nice guy.

Are you?

I thought we had a
connection, I guess.

A connection?

Okay.

What do I do for a living?

Sorry. Maybe
that one's too hard.

How old am I?

How long have I
lived in the city?

What are my hobbies?

What's my name?

Alright. Alright.
Fuck. I get your point.

What do you want from me?
To say that I'm an asshole?

Fine, I'm a fucking asshole.

Whoa!

Why are you so
freaked out, Neil?

You really need to calm down.

At least you didn't try to have
sex with me while I was passed out.

You do get points for that, few guys...

well, they don't mind so much. But you,

woke me up before
putting your fingers inside me.

That was sweet.

What are you trying to say, that
I'm like... predator or something?

I don't know. Are you?

I'm a nice guy.

You keep saying that.

You're not as rare as you'd
think. You know how I know?

How?

Because every week I go to a club.

And every week I act like I'm too
drunk to stand.

And every...

fucking week...

a nice guy like you

comes over to see if I'm OK.

You wanna fuck me still?

No, thank you, ma'am.

No one ever does.

Careful, next time you go out now.

Your novel sounds terrible by the way.

Night, Nina.

What's this?

Mom, what's this?

What do you mean?

This gift!

It's your birthday, Cassie.

Oh...

Yeah.

What kind of

kind of person forgets
their 30th birthday?

Oh, sweetheart,
come on, don't...

Don't, Stanley, now please.

Don't.

It was just a mistake, Mom.

You know I'm terrible with
dates. It's not a big deal.

Not a big deal?

Big deal?

You... you just
forgot your birthday!

You don't wanna have a party?
You don't wanna see your friends?

- You know I don't have any friends, Mom.
- Don't talk about it.

Don't.

Do you know how strange this is?

You, you're still living here at home,

working in that stupid coffee shop since
you and Nina dropped out of med school

you are out all night long
doing god only knows what.

You don't have any boyfriend,
you don't have any friends.

Mom! You should have saved
all that for my birthday card!

Why don't we just let the kid
celebrate however she wants. OK?

All my friends they ask about you

and I don't know
what to tell them.

I don't know what
happened here, I don't...

Why don't you just open
your present there, Cass, OK?

Go ahead.

Hope you'll like that.

Thank you.

Whoa!

- Yeah.
- That's direct.

A real kick in the cunt.

Is it a nice suitcase, at least?

Oh yeah it's definitely
the fanciest “get the fuck

out of our house” metaphor
I've received so far.

So, why don't you?

- What?
- Get the fuck out of their house just?

I don't know go on...

single wife, female, some girl

get a basement room in some
weird guy's house, anything.

I can't afford it, Gail.

Not on what you pay me. Not
even a weird guy's basement.

So take this other
job then. Take any job.

Are you firing me?

Maybe I should.

Look. You're making the
assumption that I want any of it.

If I wanted a boyfriend and a
yoga class and a house and

kids and a job my mom could
brag about I'd have done it.

It would take me ten
minutes. I don't want it.

I don't want it.

But you must want something?

Hey.

Oh. You. Hi.

One coffee. Hold the spit.

She spat on my coffee last time.

I'm back because um...

I think you gave me a
fake number the other day.

- Doesn't sound like me.
- I know, so...

I spent a few hours
composing a like very witty,

very romantic text,
and then I sent that text

to an oil rig worker called Red.

Was he into it?

Surprisingly into it. It was like

immediately inappropriate, but it's not
gonna work out because of the oil rig,

so, I thought I'd try

you again.

- I just heard a phone ring in the back.
- No you didn't.

I most definitely heard
a phone ring in the back.

She has to take a few
imaginary calls a day.

Look, if you are not
into this, I totally get it.

I'm not really looking to
date anyone at the moment.

Right, yeah.

Me neither, would you...

be interested in a friendship and I'm

secretly pining for
you the whole time?

Dating is horrible. Everyone
is horrible.

OK. I went on a date last month with a
woman who wanted to euthanize the homeless.

You went on a date with my mom?

Look, I always liked you in med school. OK?

I genuinely liked you, and I can't stop
thinking about you spitting in my coffee

so, go to lunch with
me this weekend please.

If you don't like it we can have a safe
word and you can leave, no questions asked.

Not that You mind the killings.

Your Book is full of killings.

But there are things you do hate, Lord:

Perfume-smellin' things

lacy things, things with curly hair...

Hey!

You are all dressed
up, where are you going?

I'm going out for lunch.

With who?

A friend.

Cassie.

You look very pretty honey.

Thank you dad.

What!

Where did she get a skeleton?

She got it, it was, it was
her grandfather's stuff.

It was, she got it from the staff room

but the worst part is,

she looked me in the eye, pulled
it out, and then waved it at me.

I am done.

And I am wondering
why I told that story.

Hey, there is nothing more
romantic than a disturbed

woman pulling a skeleton's
hand out of her vagina.

That's true. That's very true.

No one ever pulls anything
out of anywhere where I work.

- Right! So you didn't wanna...
- What?

Carry on with med school? Or...

- No.
- Really?

Why not?

I wanted to do something else.

What?

I don't know.

You were so good though.
You knew everything. You,

I didn't know everything.

You did! You were incredible.

I was...

I was awful, I, remember I removed
the wrong kidney from my cadaver?

And look at you now.
Operating on children.

Yes. I got better.

Thank God, but you were,
way ahead of everybody. You...

You'd have been a great doctor.

I just didn't want it enough, I guess.

You wanna get coffee or something? We...

we have some time before the movie.

I can tell you about the guy who
got his dick trapped in a tambourine.

Oh my God!

Do you think, people would think
you are my daughter from behind?

Because of the height,
the height! I'm saying.

It's like a fear I have in public,

if I'm with a woman

my fear is that like if I kiss
her, like people will be like

stop kissing that child.
I shouldn't yell this part.

I mean, try not being so tall.

- Tall?
- Yeah

Yes, flashy.

This is, this is a weird coincidence.

What?

I think, no, yep,
this is my apartment.

- What a weird, weird coincidence.
- Yeah.

Do you wanna, I mean we
are here, do you wanna...

- go up have a drink or...
- Sure, why not?

It's too soon, sorry. I wasn't...

No. Let's go upstairs.

I don't wanna go up if you don't...

wanna...

I misread things,
I'll drive you home.

You know what. You're at your
place. I can call a cab.

- Are you sure?
- I'm sure.

OK. I feel like I fucked this up.

No, no, it's not you.

Cassie! What...

What are you... what
are you doing here?

I just came to

pick up my herpes medication.

You have herpes too.

That saves us an
awkward conversation.

So, I...

So, I would like to see you again.

- That's cool?
- Yeah.

But we'd need to take it slow.

- I understand.
- Of course. It's alright.

I... I can take it slow

I can barely move if you'd like.

Thank you.

I could write a poem.

This is awesome. What're you doing?
You wanna get down or something?

Are you working?

Well, no, um...

he has leukemia and

there is really nothing
I can do for him.

It's... it's over.

I'm kidding, my shift's
over. I'll grab my stuff.OK?

Don't leave.

Oh my God.

What?

Are you seeing that guy?

No.

Oh...

good for you.

So, Ryan...

- Pediatric surgeon, huh?
- Yes. Yes.

You ever killed any children?

What?

While operating on them, have
you ever killed any children?

No, no.

- Really?
- Gail!

I'm, well, kids...

have passed while I
have been operating.

- So that's a Yes?
- Gail!

Stop asking him is he's killed children.

I will stop asking him
when he stops killing children.

That, that seems fair.

That seems fair.

I'll leave you two lovebirds to it.

- Can you lock up for me honey?
- Of course.

Now, if you two decide

to have sex on the counter

the bleach is in the back room.

Ain't no one gonna walk
in here tomorrow morning,

and see ass prints in
the coffee grinds, got it?

Got it lover boy?

Yeah.

Have fun you two, my God!

She seems nice.

She is, she is a good friend.

Are you friends with
anyone from Forest still or...?

No.

Really, no one, no one?

Really. No one.

I can't, I can't... shake them off.

You still hanging out with those guys?

They are not that bad, they aren't. Really.

Oh my God, Madison McPhee just had twins.

She's completely obsessed.

I've never remembered Madison.

You...

I thought you were close.

You guys and that other girl...

No.

Huh?

Oh my God, Al Monroe is

marrying this bikini
model, he got this

hideous tattoo of her named,
proposed amazingly, she said yes.

Classic Al, you know, landing on his feet.

- Al Monroe?
- You must remember Al.

Yeah. I thought he moved to London.

Yeah, he was there for years, but
he just moved back to get married.

Do you see him a lot?

Uh, we are not close,
but he is in the group.

We actually see each other at work
because he is an anesthesiologist.

Good for him.

He is getting married.

I know, God help her.

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_

_

- Welcome to the Hotel St Germain.
- Thank you.

One ginger ale, and
one bottle of champagne.

- Don't worry. I can do that.
- Oh, but it's...

Cassie.

- Madison!
- Oh my God!

You look amazing! I
almost didn't recognize you.

- You look exactly the same.
- You are sweet. I look so old...

No.

That's what having twins
will do to you, it's tragic.

Do you have kids?

No.

You will get there.

Champagne, what are we drinking to?

To old friends.

Honestly, I thought I'd be bored

out of my skull watching the
kids but it's been great actually.

Are we out already?

Can we get another bottle? Thanks.

I haven't been day-drunk in
for ever, so fun...

So fun!

TBH

I know all guys say

they want wives that work but

it's not true.

No?

No, I mean, They all
want a feminist in college,

because it's cool to have a
girlfriend who cares about something.

And statistically,

feminists are more
likely to do anal.

That's literal fact, by the way.

Really?

You know, when it comes down
to it, all guys want the same thing.

And what's that?

A good girl.

I don't seem to remember you were
that much of a good girl at med school.

Well, for things, Fred
didn't know me at school.

He met me when I
was working at L'Oreal.

Poor Fred.

What he doesn't know won't kill him. Eh?

I'm glad everything's worked
out so well for you, Madison.

- Oh yes, it really has.
- Yeah.

You know. I actually
wanted to meet you today,

to talk about something in particular.

I did wonder. No one has
heard from you in, like, forever.

I wanted to talk to you
about why I dropped out.

- OK. Sure.
- You remember what happened, right?

- It was such a long time ago now...
- I know, but you remember?

I mean... vaguely.

Do you ever think about it?

- Why would I?
- Right. Why would you.

So, if a friend came to you now,

into your house
and told you that

they thought something bad had
happened to them the night before

- Cassie...
- Something bad...

- It was years ago.
- What would you say?

What would you say?

I'm a little weird...

Would you roll your eyes behind her
back and dismiss the whole thing as drama?

I don't know why
you're mad at me!

OK! I'm not the only
one who didn't believe it.

In fact, if you have a
reputation for sleeping around

then maybe people aren't gonna believe
you when you say something has happened.

I mean...

it's... crying wolf.

You thought it was crying wolf?

I don't make the rules.

Look, when you get that
drunk, things happen.

Don't get...

blackout drunk all the time
and then expect people to be on

your side when you have sex
with someone you didn't want to!

That's a shame.

I was hoping you'd feel
differently by now.

Sorry!

For your sake. I was hoping
you'd feel different by now.

Look...

Don't be mad, just,
I'll get the check.

Alright? It's my treat.

Hello.

Are you okay Madison?

My head is spinning, I just feel like...

Oh. Shit!

God...

Sorry.

It was really so great,
seeing you again.

You really haven't
changed at all.

That's great.

So?

She's over there.

Room 25.

- Your money's in the envelop.
- You're sure about this?

I'm sure.

Cassie. Hi...

wonderful to see you for lunch
yesterday, blast from the past.

Uh, hey, I was pretty

drunk, I can't really

look, did you see me talking
with a guy, like our age,

he seemed to know you, just
trying to piece some things together

Cassie, sorry, please call me
back, I'm freaking out a little.

I woke up in a, one
of the hotel rooms

I think something
might have happened, I don't know.

_

- Scream out bitches!
- Bye.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Hi...

- Me?
- Yeah.

- Hi, I'm sorry.
- What's up?

I'm so sorry but my phone
has died and I'm so late for work.

Do you live round here?
Do you know the area?

I guess. Why?

Would you tell me how to
get to the Castle Diner?

You know what! I'm
actually really late

- Please, I'm supposed to be shooting this music video.
- Music video?

Yeah. I'm a make-up
artist and it's my first time

working with these guys
and if I'm late I may as well...

Oh my God, oh my God!

Are you working for Wet Dreams?

- You didn't see that.
- I know where the Castle Diner is!

Don't worry about it, I
would ask someone else.

NO way, no way! Oh my God!
You are working with Wet Dreams!

Oh my God!

- Are they in there right now?
- You need to calm down.

- I'll direct you. Please!
- Sorry no!

If I don't direct you, how
are you gonna find it?

I can't.

If you tell anyone
or you post about this

I'll never work again.

I swear I won't post anything, I promise.
Take my phone! Seriously. Take it.

Oh god. OK get in. Fine. But
you have to be cool about this.

Of course I will.

Whoa. You really are a fan.

I'm ob-sessed. I have a whole
insta dedicated just to George's dog.

Well, you see, coincidence.

I know.

You know what.

This...

This is fate.

Sure seems like it.

Yes?

Dean Walker is waiting if
you'd like to get one through.

Daisy?

- That's me.
- Dean Walker, please sit.

My assistant says that you're
interested in resuming med school.

That's right.

May I ask what prompted your
desire to get back to your studies.

I guess...

I couldn't stop thinking
about my time here.

Yeah, it's an extraordinary place.

It's an unusual request.

Yes. But I left under
unusual circumstances.

Oh.

I left because of what
happened to Nina.

Nina Fisher.

You don't remember her?

Maybe you remember
Alexander Monroe?

Oh, yes. Alexander Monroe, he actually
just came back and gave a talk here.

Oh, he's a really nice guy, who
is smart, are you friend of his?

No.

So, you don't remember the
accusations made again Al Monroe?

I don't.

He took a girl

Nina Fisher,

the one you don't remember

back to his room

where he had sex
with her, repeatedly

and in front of his friends,

while she was too drunk to have
any idea of what was going on.

She was covered in bruises the next day.

Hand prints I guess she could say.

Was it reported?

Yes.

Do you know who Nina spoke to?

You.

But you can't remember so...

You felt there wasn't
sufficient evidence.

You said it was too much of
a 'he said/she said' situation.

Well,

you know we get
accusations like this

all the time.

One or two a week,

I'm sorry I don't remember your friend
Nina but I can assure you at that time

that I looked into it thoroughly.

His friends were all watching.

Laughing.

It's so hard

But you know, so
if she was drinking,

and... and maybe couldn't
remember everything.

So she shouldn't have been drunk?

I'm not saying that. I...

Sorry I don't have... I
don't mean to sound critical

Dean Walker, I just wanna be clear

None of us want to admit,

when we've made
ourselves vulnerable.

When we've made a bad choice

and those choices, those mistakes

can be so damaging.

And really regrettable.

Regrettable?

Yes, I mean, because
what would you have me do?

Ruin a young man's life every
time we get an accusation like this?

So you're happy to
take the boys word for it?

I have to give him the
benefit of the doubt.

Of course you do.

Because, innocent until proven guilty.

No arguing with that.

No.

Thank you for your time.

- Is your friend OK?
- No. She's not.

But Al Monroe is.

You'll be glad to hear
he's doing really well.

He's getting
married, actually, so...

you know, I guess
you did the right thing.

We have to give these
boys the benefit of the doubt.

That's why I know
you won't mind but

three hours ago I picked your
daughter Amber up from school

and introduced her to the
boys who live in that room now.

What?

She is really pretty, huh? And
she looks a lot older than she is.

I don't believe you.

I noticed they had a few bottles
of Vodka in their room too. But I'm

sure they'll take good care of your
daughter. She seemed excited actually!

Oh. Wait...

I have her phone.

She'll be wanting that later.

You are crazy.

No.

Tell me what room my
daughter is in right now.

I told you. The same
room Nina was in.

I told you I don't remember that.

That's a shame.

What are you doing?

She is a young girl.

I wonder if she looked
so young to those guys.

You better tell me what room she's in.

Tell me what fucking room she's in.

Now!

You sociopath, tell me where she is.

Please tell me.

You are right, OK?

Is that what you wanna hear?

You're right.

You're right...

Look how easy it was!

I guess you just had to
think about it in the right way.

I guess it feels different
when it's someone you love.

Tell me where my
daughter is please!

Relax.

Dean Walker, do you really think
I would do something like that?

Luckily I don't have as much
faith in boys as you do!

Amber is sitting in a diner

waiting for her favorite boy band
to show up for a music video.

It's the Castle Diner if
you want to call and check.

You should probably call actually, or she
may never figure out they're not coming.

She's kind of an idiot, huh?

Gorgeous though.

Who needs brains? They
never did a girl any good.

Great to see you again Dean Walker.

Get out of the fucking road.

Hey.

You're sitting in the
middle of the intersection.

Hello. I'm talking to you.

Look at me, you stupid cunt.

Where are you going?

Just gonna leave your
car? In the intersection?

Psycho.

Chill out, okay?
Calm down.

Whoa, OK, look, stop, stop, stop!

Crazy fucking bitch!

Excuse me.

Fuck you.

Ryan, what are you...?

She lives, I'm just kidding.
You weren't answering your phone.

- So I was...
- Oh, shit! The movie...

Alright, I'm so sorry,
I had to work late.

Yeah, I, I went by the coffee
shop, Gail said you took the day off...

- Um...
- Everything alright?

Yeah, no, I'm fine, I'm just in
the middle of something.

Totally, got it. We can make a movie

still... if we skip dinner.

- I'm a little tired.
- Yeah.

- Do you mind if I call you tomorrow?
- Sure. Great.

Are you OK though?

You seem kinda...

What?

Uh...

off.

No, um...

I'm fine, just too much coffee

to work in a coffee shop.

OK.

- Alright, night.
- Goodnight.

Here we go.

Watch, you mis-step here.

Now, when we get to the house,
we gotta be quite cause

My parents might be asleep or not
and we need to be respectful.

This fucking surge prices.

One point two, that's...

That's not that far, you can walk, right?

- I don't know.
- Let's try, let's go.

Come now.

You got it, that's fine.

Cassie?

Ryan, what are you doing here?

I'm meeting

friends cause my schedule

cleared up last minute.

- Let me explain.
- Explain...

Oh, my bad dude, I didn't know
the woman was taken but yeah,

- she's all yours man.
- Oh my...

Do you know her name or...

Clair wow.

- Pretty close.
- OK. Have a good night.

Don't go Ryan, wait, please.

Cassie, you didn't ignore him straight.
It's stupid. You just told me.

That's ice cold.

That was humiliating.

Why don't you just
fuck off now. OK?

Were you sober?

Oh shit.

You're that psycho that Jerry took home.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You know what. Not
interested sweetheart.

Why don't you just take
crazy somewhere else?

You're not even that hot.

You are hardly dropping
panties yourself Paul.

When was the last time
you scored a date like...

Careful.

No, you be careful.

I'm not the only one who does this.

And some of the other
girls, they really are crazy.

I don't believe you.

There is a woman in this city
that carries a pair of scissors.

You're lying.

Try it out, next time you
go out, see what happens.

Why you guys have
to ruin everything?

Can I help you?

I really hope so.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm no longer practicing
the law, if that's what you've come for.

It's not about that.

I'm afraid it's your
day of reckoning.

I've been waiting.

Come in.

Your office told me
you're on sabbatical.

It was very easy to get your
address. They just gave it to me.

I told them to give it
to anyone who asked.

That doesn't seem safe.

There's no hiding from the piper.

It has to be paid.

I guess so.

You seem nervous Mr Green.

I came here to talk to you about
something that happened 7 years ago.

You probably well remembered
a client name Alexander Monroe.

You helped so many boys like him.

And you most
certainly won't remember

the girl who you threatened and
bullied until she dropped her case.

I remember her.

Nina?

Was that it?

I'm sorry, I don't
remember her full name but

It was Nina though? Wasn't it?

Yes.

I remember her.

Have you come here to hurt me?

Do you want me to hurt you?

I think so.

I had a... what... I think
was an epiphany but my

doctor's called it

a psychotic episode.

It was at work so,

so, now

I'm on ”sabbatical”.

You know

I got a bonus for every
settlement out of court.

I got another bonus for every
charge dropped. We all did.

There was a guy

his only job

was to comb through all their social media
accounts for any compromising information.

He contacted old friends,
past sexual partners.

Oh, you'd be amazed how much easier
it is now at the internet to dig up dirt.

In the old days,

we'd have to go through a girls' trash.
Now one drunk photo at a party

oh you wouldn't believe
how hostile that makes a jury.

You gotta help me.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep.

I haven't slept in...

I will never forgive myself.

I want you to know that.

I will never forgive myself.

For any of this.

I forgive you.

I'm so sorry.

Go to sleep.

Do I go in now?

No.

Oh. I'm still getting
paid though right?

Yeah.

Cassie?

Do you remember Nina's 16th birthday?

Oh my Gosh. How could I forget?

Oh, such a mess.

Nina threw up on the swing.

Certainly not her finest moment.

And that boy

stole your vase, and she made him
bring that back to you and apologize.

He was so scared of her.

She was holding onto his ear, you better
say you're sorry to my mommy, asshole.

What's his name?

Simon or...

Steve or something.

Why are you here?

I just wanted to see you.

You need to stop this.

It isn't good for any of us.

It's not good for Nina.

It isn't good for you.

Look, I know you feel bad that you
weren't there but you gotta let it go.

I'm just trying to fix it.

Oh, come on, you can't.

Don't be a child Cassie.

I'm so sorry I didn't go with her.

No.

I'm sorry too.

Cassie.

Move on.

Please.

For all of us.

Oh great. It's you.

Can I come in?

Yep.

Do you want something?
Do you want a coffee or a...

another dude to go home with?

Yeah. Actually, do you have
any douche-bags lying around?

Yeah, there is a racist
on the eighth floor.

Perfect.

What do you want?

Cassie.

I came to apologize about...

I've been trying to think
about how to explain.

It's not that I'm not interested.

I really am.

I really, really am.

OK. Sorry if I'm confused

You...

we've been to couple of dates.

You won't kiss me or
touch me which is fine.

And then, I see you going
home with some random creep

in a fedora.

I admit the fedora was unforgivable.

The other night

it's hard to explain it.

But it won't happen again.

I promise it will never happen again.

Can we try again?

Can I, I mean...

I don't...

I don't know.

Are you OK?

I'm..

It's fine... I guess
I'll see you around.

We're closed.

Good.

Do you wanna go to dinner,
you miserable asshole?

Yeah.

Shit.

- First trip to the pharmacy together.
- Yeah.

Babe staff.

I'm sorry,

- Are you singing Paris Hilton?
- Yeah.

Yeah. OK, yeah.

Stop it.

It's fine. It's fine.

Stop it.

♪ Paris Hilton - Stars are blind

This has so much less honey
for a cinnamon cereal.

I haven't done this in
a pharmacy in weeks.

- That's weird.
- Literally weeks.

Thank you.

Sorry.

They don't care.

- Cheese?
- I would love it, yeah, thank you.

Bread.

Ah, yep.

Yeah, thank you.

What a home, it's
unbelievable, so beautiful.

- Yes, my Susan works really hard.
- Yeah, it shows.

Eat, eat. Before it gets cold.

This looks delicious, thank you.

I made the sauce.

The sauce is...

The sauce is really good.

Incredible.

Ryan, I hear you're a doctor.

Your parents must be very very proud.

Not really, they wanted me to be a DJ.

He's funny.

It's funny.

You didn't say he's funny Cassie.

Dad.

You didn't say I was...

You didn't say I was... funny?

No. I said you're boring but rich.

I'm boring, not that rich.

Well, then thanks for stopping by, kid.

What kind of doctoring do you do?

Pediatric, so...

Children.

What was your... What
wast that Doctor's name?

Cassie's doctor?

Gary?

Oh, no, Doctor...

Kirtsen something...

Yeah, dad, he was like 80,

Yeah, well, you don't know Dr Kartsen?

No.

No, I'm confused, are there
different parts of the body on a child?

No, it's pretty much the
same thing, you're just

different color
band-aids and things.

It's not brain surgery.

I get it, yeah.

This sauce is absolutely unbelievable.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Thanks for introducing us to Ryan.

I know it's hard.

Your mom, she's...

we are both so glad

that

Oh my God, dad,
he's not that nice.

I must be tired.

Okay.

Honey.

Nina was like a daughter to us

you know that.

We really miss her.

But God, we have missed you.

See you tomorrow.

Your mom, your mom is hot. Sorry.

Your mom is extremely hot.

Do you want her number?

- I could hook you up.
- Really?

I think she likes you more than I do.

I hope it's not true.

Can I...

Can I tell you something?

Sure.

I think you're amazing.

Just shut up you stupid bitch.

Just take this please, I
think you're incredible.

I'm, I think I'm falling
in love with you.

And I think, I'm falling
in love with you too.

- Oh my god, oh my God.
- Don't make a thing of it.

I'm gonna buy you a bicycle.

I'm gonna buy you
a bicycle. I'm cool.

I'm so cool.

Oh. I'm the coolest.

Cassie.

Shit.

Madison.

What are you doing here?

Sorry, I, um...

I tried calling, I left messages

about that guy

your friend, um...

I don't know if your phone
number wasn't working,

maybe I had an old
one. I just, I mean...

I know it seems kind of
crazy I'm waiting on your porch

like some stalker or something.

Madison, I'm sorry. I should have called
you back. Nothing happened with that guy,

please believe me.

Are you sure... it seemed like...

I know what it seemed
like. But it wasn't.

He didn't touch you.

Oh thank god.

Oh I was so worried that I...

that I, that he, I don't even...

He just put you in bed and kept
an eye on you to make sure you were OK.

I'm really sorry I didn't
call you back, it wasn't nice.

Well. God...

Look, there...

I want to show you something.

OK.

Can we go inside?

Yeah.

Do you want a glass
of water or something?

No, thank you.

After we had lunch and

I... got so drunk and woke
up in a hotel room with that guy

Um...

I thought about it.

Of what you said about Nina.

How we all just, acted like...

And I remembered something.

What?

What?

- There was a tape.
- What?

A stupid video... it's

got sent around, I got sent it

everyone did, at that time it was

just gossip

you know.

Gossip?

So much... stuff happened
back then. Like, all the time.

You know what it was like, it was
just one blackout after the next, I, I...

hoped I'd imagined it, but um...

I saved on my phone's
for photos or whatever so...

Here.

I don't know how we all could
have watched it and...

What?

Thought it was funny.

You can have the phone, OK?

You don't have to
watch it... I really wouldn't

watch it but... I don't know, do
whatever you want with it just...

leave me out of it.

And

please will you do me a favor?

Yeah.

Never fucking contact me again.

Calm down.
Calm down.

Oh my God, this is insane.

Ryan, holy shit.
Come look at this.

Dude, don't film me.
Get the camera away from me.

Dude, oh my god.

This is fucked up.

Jesus, Frank.
Al. Al.

♪ Once Upon a Time There Was a Pretty Fly

Cassie, what...

What are you doing
here, are you OK?

Can we go somewhere
to talk, privately?

Uh. I'm working.

We need to talk. Right now.

OK. I guess...

What's going on?

- Are you alright?
- You are such an asshole.

What happened?

You really thought for a second
it was all going to be OK.

Cassie?

Look at this.

What are you showing
me? What is this?

That... Al Monroe?

Oh my God.

What is that?

I don't wanna look at that Cassie.

Why not? You were
happy to watch back then.

What are you
talking about? I wasn't...

I... I don't remember, I don't...

Didn't make him back down?

I was a kid, I...

I need you to do
something for me.

And I want you to think
about it very carefully.

I have this video,

ready to send to everyone in
your address book. Your parents.

Your colleagues. All your
old buddies and their wives.

Cassie, come on!

So, I can send it out right now.

Or you can tell me where
Al Monroe's bachelor party is.

What?

Why?

You don't need to know why.

What are you gonna do to him?

- Well that depends.
- On what?

Do you think
they'll fire you in here?

Dr Ryan Cooper.

You work with kids right?

They have to be careful,
things have changed

so much since we're
at school, haven't they?

- Think about this. Please please.
- I cannot begin to tell you

how much I've thought about it.

Okay.

Alright, there, OK?

They are gonna be there this
weekend, all of them. You don't...

You don't think I'm a bad person, Cassie
I,

I, I love you.

I love you Cassie.

You gotta forgive me.

Tell me you'll forgive me.

No.

So, you're perfect right? You've never
done anything you're ashamed of, you're...

I can't

are you going to tell everybody?

I don't know.

I don't know if I can live with
the threat of this hanging over me.

I didn't even do anything.

OK.

Poor Ryan, just an
innocent bystander.

Yeah.

Don't tell any of them that I'm coming.

Cause I'll send the video
around just the same if you do.

And then we both won't be
doctors, you fucking failure.

Nice.

Bye Ryan.

Well, the doctor's here.

Stripper time baby! Let's go!

Nurse, I'm feeling sick, I
need to check my temperature.

I told you guys, no strippers.

Anastasia's gonna lose her shit.

Who ordered?

- Joe?
- Don't look at me.

No one's owning up,

Only if Anastasia finds out
it's your fucking funeral.

- I take it you're the groom?
- Yeah.

Then sit the fuck down.

Now.

I'm going to need you all to kneel in
front of me like the naughty boys you are.

Everybody here?

I don't want anyone to miss out.

Yeah, all the patients
are accounted for, nurse.

Time to go upstairs.

No, it's OK, I don't...

want to...

Look, I won't have to do
anything if you don't want me to,

but I only get paid if I
go upstairs with you.

OK.

I wanna see her crawl out
of here in the morning, Al.

Leave some for us man!

So. What do I...

Get on the bed.

OK.

I'm a little scared of you.

You don't need to be scared.

Get on the bed.

Oh, no, no, no. Sorry.
I'm not sure about that.

It's for my safety. When I give private
dances... guys can get a little handsy, so

Oh, right, yeah, of course.

You know... you don't need to...

- I'm a gentleman.
- Are you?

You might be surprised to hear that
gentlemen are sometimes the worst.

Oh, sorry, can you loosen this a little?

You'll get used to it.

Look. I don't want
to sound like a pussy

but... you're not going
to... do anything, are you?

It's just...

I love my fiance and we're getting
married so I don't want any...

Hey. Do I look like
someone who would

make you do something
you don't want to do?

- No.
- Exactly.

- So, what's your name?
- Candy.

I mean your real name.

Nina. Nina Fisher.

What did you say?

I said my name is Nina Fisher.

Can you let me go, please?

I'm sorry I can't.

Did one of the guys
put you up to this?

Did Joe?

Jesus Christ that is
dark, even for him.

I don't follow.

You are not Nina Fisher.

Why not?

Because... she's dead. OK?

Must be another Nina
Fisher. A coincidence.

Yeah, I don't think so.

Can you let me out of this,
please? This isn't funny.

Why would I give you
a dead girl's name?

Hey! This is fucked up, OK? Stop.

But, I'm not doing anything.

Guys.

Hey Joe, Brandon, hey guys,
can you get up here please?

I don't think they can hear you.

And even if they could, they
are all passed out by now.

Because if there is one thing
that I learned at Forest, it's

how easy it is to slip
something into a drink.

You'd think they'd
remember that. Especially Joe!

Do I know you?

I'm not sure you'd remember
me, Al. You were so popular.

You're Nina's friend.

Oh fuck. You're Nina's friend.

So you did notice me after all.

I'm surprised. I wasn't
super-fuckable back then

so, I thought I kind of
slipped your attention.

What do you want? Money?
You blackmailing me?

I want you to tell me what you did.

Are you talking about...

What do you think
I'm talking about?

I didn't do anything!

We were kids.

If I hear that one more time

Look, maybe she
regretted it after...

Oh. Yeah, she regretted it.

I didn't do anything.

- Wrong!
- What the fuck...

Look, I...

I don't know what you
want me to say OK, but we

we did not...

What?

You know...

know?

She could barely
hold her head up...

She had no idea what was going on.

It was a fucking party, I
mean, yeah, we were all drunk,

of course, but but but,

she was into it.

Didn't look like she
was into it in the video.

The video?

Oh you don't remember?

Your friend Joe taped it.

Let me tell you that party doesn't
look so good in the cold light of day.

Look.

I will give you anything, OK.
I mean I'll do anything.

Anything.

Aw don't cry.

Really. Don't fucking
cry. Tell me what you did.

- I didn't do anything wrong though!
- She dropped out.

Top of her class,
and she dropped out.

I did too to take care of her.

The two of us, gone.

You graduated Magna
Cum Laude though.

Did you ever feel guilty? Or did
you just feel relieved that she'd gone?

I was affected by it too,
OK? I mean it's every

guy's worst nightmare,
getting accused like that.

Can you guess what every woman's
worst nightmare is?

The thing is, you thought you'd gotten away
with it because everyone had forgotten.

Fuck.

But I haven't.

You're out of your fucking mind!

I was so sad to leave, you know.

I'd wanted to be a
doctor my whole life.

But lately, I've
been feeling like

I might want to
get back into it.

Stop!

- You know...
- Stop! Please stop! Hey...

Nina was extraordinary.

So smart.

- Help!
- Weirdly smart.

Help! Help me!

Fuck! Help me!

I want you to know
what she was like, OK?

Come on!

She's so difficult to explain because
she was just so completely herself.

Even when she was four years old.

She was fully
formed from day one.

Same face.

Same walk.

And funny

like a grown up was
funny. Kind of, shrewd.

I was just in awe of her.

I couldn't believe she
wanted to be my friend.

She didn't give a fuck what
anyone else thought, apart from me.

Because she was just...

Nina.

And then she wasn't.

Suddenly, she
was something else.

She was yours.

It wasn't her name she heard
when she was walking around,

it was yours.

Your name

all around her.

All over her. All the time.

And it just...

squeezed her out.

So when I heard your name again.

Your filthy fucking name.

I wondered when was the last
time anyone had said hers.

Or thought it even.

Apart from me.

And it made me so sad. Because,

Al,

you should be the one
with her name all over you.

No.

Don't worry. I've sterilized everything.
I really would've been a great doctor.

- You're insane.
- You know what?

I honestly don't think I am.

I'll do this as quick as I can, OK?

Stop it. Stop.

- Get off me.
- Move it.

- Please. Fucking...
- Get off me.

This is your fucking fault.

Stop, stop, stop!

Fucking! Stop fucking moving!

Stop fucking moving!

Oh man, what a night!

With the fucking nurse?

You kidding me?

Noice.

Joe.

Al, Al, please don't freak out, alright?
Anastasia is never gonna find out

What happens on
tours, stays on tour.

She's dead, Joe.

Come on.

I'm not kidding.

Alright, OK. You're being ironic.

What?

You killed the stripper at your
bachelor party? What is this? The 90s?

Al, classic.

Come on. You want me to get her
outta here so you can get some sleep?

Alright, honey, time for you to go.

Come on.

What is she doing?

Hey, honey, come on, we gotta go.

Honey, what are we
doing? Jesus fucking Christ...

Fuck.

She dead?

Al! Why is the
fucking stripper dead?

I told you.

Why'd this happen?

I don't know.

OK. Hey, Al!

This is not your fault.

I don't know... it kinda seems like
it is...

No, no, no, it's not!

It's not!

Am I... am I gonna go to jail?

What?

What about the wedding? And my job?
Anastasia is going to be so upset with me.

No. Don't, Al, it was
an accident right?

I mean...

It was an accident.

I mean, of course it
was a fucking accident.

Of course it was a fucking
accident. No one is going

to jail OK? Because no
one is ever going to find out.

If anyone asks, we all
saw her leave last night.

She stripped and then she left.

- She left?
- She left.

OK? Alright...

It's gonna be fine, alright?

We're gonna take care of this.

We just gotta get rid of
the body before the others leave.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! It's OK, look at me.

This is not your fault.

You did nothing wrong, alright.

Alright, you did nothing wrong.

It's not your fault.

Can you uncuff me?

Come here, come here.

♪ Terry Saunders – Something Wonderful

Can't you just do that thing, where
you track her cell phone or something?

I'm sorry, ma'am. It was
turned off before she left.

Seems like she really didn't want
anyone to know where she was.

It's just not like her
to ...disappear like this.

- Well, that's not entirely true honey.
- Stanley.

You know, she was getting better...

OK?

- She was getting better.
- Yes, she was, of course she was.

She will come back.

You know how she is.
She always comes back.

Was she seeing anyone?
Did she have a boyfriend?

- Yes.
- Are you Dr. Cooper?

- Yeah.
- Detective Waller.

Yeah, uh, come in, please.

Have a seat.

- Pediatric surgeon huh?
- Yeah.

That's very commendable.

Thank you for all that
you do for the community.

Sure, yeah.

I'm sorry to bother you at work, doctor.

Do you know a Cassandra Thomas?

Yeah, yes.

- Yes.
- How do you know her?

We were

we were seeing each other.

Were seeing each other?

We broke up a few days ago.

Define a few days.

- Last Thursday.
- Have you had any contact since?

No, I'm sorry, what is this regarding?

Cassandra's parents have
filed a missing persons report.

I'm sorry, what? Why?

Because she's missing.

Since when?

Since Friday.

She told her parents
something about a work trip,

but her colleague didn't
know anything about it.

Do you have any idea where
she might have been going to this weekend?

She mentioned...

the work trip... yeah.

Any idea where?

No, no, I'm sorry.

That's alright, Doc.

Between you and me,

sounded like she
wasn't feeling so good.

Mentally, I mean.

Her father seemed to think
she was a little unstable.

Yeah. She was...

not in a good place.

Do you think she
might have wanted to

hurt herself?

Yeah...

She could have.

She could have, yeah.

I thought that might be the case.

Thank you for your honesty.

Well, I don't want to bother you
anymore, but if you wouldn't mind

coming to the station tomorrow,
you know, for an official statement.

Of course. Anything
I can do to help.

Thank you for your time,
Doctor. Appreciate it.

Thank you.

- That's cute.
- Yeah.

Anastasia...

You're the greatest thing
ever happened to me.

You are my moral compass

and the love of my life.

Al, you are my best friend

and my soul mate.

I love you.

Al's like a brother... we grew up together

We're the best of friends, we've
been through thick and thin

and I just love him.

And you know, he's
met Anastasia, who

by all accounts, you
know, just, solid catch.

That's great!

How you doing man?

Hey!

See the bridesmaid over there?

Just the type of girl that makes
you go home to your wife and say...

You should try the circular-saw way

and cum on her ass and face the same time.

That's nice.

- It's good seeing you.
- Yeah, you too.

Hey Joe, Hey!

♪ Juice Newton – Angel of the Morning

- You're Alexander Monroe?
- Yes.

You are under arrest for the
murder of Cassandra Thomas.

- No, no no, this is a mistake.
- Officer, please remove the bride.

You have the right
to remain silent...

Excuse me, you tell me what's going on?

Al?

Show him to the car.

(Transcript by
CLARITY:)

Edited by Ali EmJay