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[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[crackling]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[crackling]

♪ ♪

- [groans]

oh, no.

Oh, get up, ross. Get up, honey.

♪ ♪

[coughs]

- oh, my god.

- [groans]

come on.

Come on.

♪ ♪

[ross coughing]

- it looks like the entire downstairs is on fire.

The fire is blocking the only way out!

- [hacking]

- ma'am, can you try to find another way out?

It's gonna take the fire department

at least 20 minutes to get up to you.

- [hacking] - oh, no.

Ross, he collapsed!

- Ma'am, I know you don't want to hear this...

- [coughs] he needs help!

- You need to get out of there now.

- [coughs]

- I'm not leaving him.

- Ma'am, get out now.

- [coughing]

- you must leave now.

Ma'am? Ma'am?

Ma'am?

[crackling]

[birds chirping]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[wheels rattling]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

[answering machine clicks, beeps]

- hello, mary and I are up at the cabin for the weekend,

so leave us a message,

and we'll call you back when we get home.

Bye.

[answering machine beeps]

♪ ♪

[clatter]

[suspenseful music]

[clattering continues]

♪ ♪

[clatter]

[scraping]

♪ ♪

[clatter]

♪ ♪

- hello?

♪ ♪

[rustling]

♪ ♪

[rustling]

♪ ♪

anyone in here?

♪ ♪

- aah! - [screams]

- heather?

Oh, my god, you scared me.

What the hell are you doing here?

- [breathing heavily] I live here.

Okay, well, lived here.

- I thought you were a burglar.

- I thought you were an axe murderer.

- [scoffs]

- I came back for the funeral.

You never texted me when it is.

- Oh, it already happened.

- What?

- We had the funeral this morning.

- What are you talk--

how could you do that? - What?

I didn't think you'd want to fly

all the way back from paris

or wherever it is that you organize fashion shows.

- Of course I was coming back.

He was my dad.

- Well...

Sorry for my mistake.

Besides, the last time you were here,

you said you were never coming back.

- I think this is kind of a special circumstance.

Don't you think?

- Where are you staying?

- Here?

- I mean, if you want to.

We have to get this place cleaned up.

I mean, look at how much work there is to do.

- Wait, they just died.

You're already putting the house on the market?

- Of course.

Listen,

we're grieving, too,

but life marches on.

- [softly] wow.

- Okay, you can help us ready the house or not.

I don't care.

- Okay, look, gwen...

We're the only family that either of us has left.

Let's--let's try for a fresh start.

- Well...

I still have a husband.

But sure. Bygones.

[smooches]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

♪ ♪

[doorbell rings]

[doorbell rings]

♪ ♪

- I'm so sorry, hezzie.

♪ ♪

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- he was my world.

What will I do without him? [sniffles]

- he was a great man.

And he loved you like nobody's business.

- Thank you.

- Your stepsister helping you out?

I was trying to be polite and not say "wicked stepsister,"

but apparently she hasn't changed.

- Nope, she's pretty much the same.

Self-centered, bitter. Resents me with every breath.

[cell phone chiming, vibrating]

- he's still hounding you?

- [sighs] I know how to pick 'em.

- No, it's not your fault. Richard had us all fooled.

Oh, my god. Pinky?

- [chuckles]

- it's still here?

- I loved these tassels. - [squeals]

what do you say?

Terrorize the trails and work out your frustrations

from dealing with your lovely dear sister.

Hmm? - Mm.

- Mm-hmm?

[soft bright music]

♪ ♪

[door bells chiming]

- all right.

There you go.

- Thanks. - It's as good as new.

- She looks great, thank you. - All right, enjoy.

Be safe.

♪ ♪

- heather?

High school. I took you to the winter dance.

- Oh, my god. Wow!

Ben, you look so different.

- Oh, don't worry, I wasn't exactly memorable.

- Oh, I didn't think I was either.

My sister maybe.

- Your sister wasn't all that.

And I'm not the only one who thought so.

You know, if I remember right, you and derek wilson

were an item for a while.

Come clean, it was the guitar and earring, right?

- Don't remind me. That was--

that was the beginning of a string of very...

Interesting relationships. Derek was--

I don't--I don't need to be telling you this.

[both chuckle]

sorry.

- It's all right.

I heard about your parents.

I'm so sorry.

How are you holding up?

- Yeah, I'm, you know, getting by.

I figured I could pedal my way into a better day.

- Well, the views on overlook trail are stunning.

It gets a little hairy in spots, but worth it.

- Good to know. Thanks.

- Hey, listen, I don't know--

do you maybe want to grab coffee...

Sometime?

- Oh, um...

I'm so sorry, I--

I'm just getting out of a-a mistake of a marriage.

And I just kind of need to focus on my own life right now.

- Fair enough. - Thanks, though.

- Well, it was really good seeing you again, heather.

- Yeah, you too, ben.

[men chuckling] - take care.

- That's 'cause yours is too spicy, bro.

I can't handle that. It's ridiculous.

- I was just kidding.

[indistinct chatter]

- you auditioning your chili tonight, ben?

Cook-off next week.

- Beats my sorry butt every year.

- I prefer to keep the fire on the outside of my body.

♪ ♪

[keyboard clicking]

- you're not gonna keep those?

- Mm. They're so old-fashioned.

- Maybe your sister will want 'em.

- My stepsister

probably won't be having dinner guests anytime soon.

Divorces wreak havoc on your social life.

- That's a little harsh.

- She didn't need to come back here.

We could have handled this ourselves.

- Baby, she lost her father.

- I didn't think she'd want to grieve with me,

especially not after our blowout

at mom and ross's anniversary cruise.

[plate clatters]

you know, I bet he caused the fire at the cabin.

He was always forgetting things.

You know, his forgetfulness might have killed my mom.

God, I just wish he and his stupid daughter

had never come into our lives-- - whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Deep breath, shoulders relaxed.

[sighs]

you're gonna need to take care of that venom

before it drives you crazy.

Okay?

- Yeah, I just--

- you're selling the china?

- We were never gonna use it.

- It was my grandmother's.

- Okay. Where do you want to keep it?

Here? Wherever you land?

[soft dramatic music]

- hey, can we be a little careful with my stuff, please?

These memories are important to me.

- Wow, your memories were good when you lived here.

Could have fooled me.

♪ ♪

- that's pretty good work.

♪ ♪

- thanks.

- Wow. Hey, we should--

we should have her take some photos for our website.

- Thanks, jason.

Oh, by the way, I downloaded your app.

It's pretty cool. - Thanks.

- So when are you gonna go public

and buy a mars colony or whatever tech geniuses do?

- As soon as I take over this world.

- [chuckles] - but first,

I'm going to take my beautiful wife

on the most decadent cruise.

- Wow. Lucky you guys.

- Yeah. Lucky us, right?

- Yeah. [plate clatters]

- oh, thanks again for letting me use your car.

That's really nice of you. - It's no sweat.

We have too many cars anyway.

Honestly, whatever--whatever we can do to help right now.

Is that your old bike?

- Got it when I was 14. I loved this thing.

- Are you sure that's still safe?

- I just got it checked out. - [scoffs]

- what?

- I'm not gonna waste my time worrying about you.

It's exhausting.

- Worrying?

When did you ever worry about anything

except for getting my dad and me out of your house?

- Okay, ladies, let's--

let's all remember that we are family, and--

- no. We were never family.

And I'd say we can pretty much put that chapter to bed now.

Yeah?

- I'm gonna go get changed

and then I'm gonna go on a ride.

♪ ♪

[bike clicks, squeaking]

♪ ♪

- everything all right?

- Hey, what are you doing here?

- Oh, I love this trail.

Is your bike okay?

- Yeah, I don't--it had a squeak.

It's probably nothing.

- A squeak, huh?

[soft music]

always be prepared.

- [laughs]

boy scout.

- That obvious, huh?

Actually, I made it to eagle scout.

I guess that's what got me started

with wanting to help people.

- Ah, fireman, it makes sense.

♪ ♪

- well, it seems okay to me.

Must have just been the seat.

♪ ♪

- thanks, anyway.

Yeah, it's all good. Thanks.

I better got to roll out.

Got a lot of excess energy to burn.

- Well, careful on the next hill.

It's gorgeous, but it gets a little dicey in the turns.

- Got it. Thanks.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[bike clanking]

♪ ♪

[shouts, whimpering]

♪ ♪

[screams]

[breathing frantically]

aah!

♪ ♪

help!

Help!

♪ ♪

help!

Help!

Someone help me. - Oh, my gosh.

- Anybody?

- Just hang on. I'm gonna come get you.

- Help!

♪ ♪

- can you reach her?

- I'm gonna try. Call 911.

♪ ♪

- heather? - Ben?

- She's too far down. I can't reach her.

♪ ♪

- I need your belt.

- Ah. Oh, my god.

- All right, I need you to hold my feet.

Can you do that? - Yeah, got it.

- Okay.

♪ ♪

okay.

[groans]

hi. - Hi.

[breathing heavily]

- okay.

You're gonna hold on to my belt.

And I'm gonna pull you up. That's it.

- Ah! - Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Look at me. Look at me.

I got you, you are not gonna fall.

Now come on.

- [grunts]

- you got this, heather.

Come on. I got you, heather.

Reach.

Okay. All right.

Let's go.

- [grunting] - come on, come on.

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[both breathing heavily]

- thanks.

- Yeah.

- [breathing heavily]

thank you guys so much.

- It was all him.

- You did great.

- I am totally posting this online.

- Ah.

[grunting]

- hey, you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I just twisted it.

- Sit. Sit, sit, sit, sit.

- [groans]

- your ankle. - Yeah.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- let's keep the swelling down

until we can get you to a doctor.

Okay?

[groans] okay.

♪ ♪

- [squeals] - stop.

- What? - Stop it.

- Girl.

That boy put on weight in all the right places.

- You remember him then? - A little.

He was always that skinny, quiet kid back then.

You could always tell he had a serious crush on you, though.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- He kind of disappeared after we went out a couple times.

- He was shy, and you were clueless about guys.

- Yeah.

- I see him doing fireman stuff around town.

There's a calendar.

- What? - A fireman's calendar.

Check it out. - Oh, my god.

- "mr. October."

ha!

- Oh, my god. - [laughs]

- hi. - Hi.

Okay, so I looked at your bike

that we got back from the trail.

And from what I can tell,

it looks like the brake assembly clamp was loose.

So when you squeezed the brake handle,

it would have vibrated,

which could have caused the pads to fall off.

- You didn't check that?

- Of course I checked it.

Look, I replaced that whole system.

It was rock solid when it left here.

- Then how did it get loose in, like, a day?

I mean, does that sort of thing just happen?

- No. Not in a day.

Did somebody else look at the bike?

[dramatic music]

- um...

Thanks.

We're good.

- Okay. Good luck.

- Thanks.

- Okay, so what are you not telling me?

- I-I was having trouble with the bike on the trail,

and I ran into ben.

He tinkered with the bike, and then it--

- you--you think he messed with your brakes?

- No.

Well, I don't know.

But no--no, he saved my life!

And--and he risked his own in the process.

- Yeah, firemen save people. That's, like, their brand.

So maybe he sabotages your bike

and then flies in to play hero savior?

Close the deal because he's got the hots for you.

- I don't know, that sounds pretty out there.

[sighs] I don't know, I just--

god, I've made so many mistakes with men.

- Richard was not your fault.

- Really?

God, he, like, swooped in, all charming and protective

after that creepy photographer was stalking me.

- [chuckles] - I mean, do--

do I have a magnet that draws saviors to me?

Oh, my god. Is gwen right?

Do I--do I have a cinderella complex?

- Okay, the only thing cinderella about you

is that wicked stepsister.

- [sighs]

- what is your heart saying about ben?

♪ ♪

- that he's a good guy.

He's nice and genuine.

But can I trust my heart?

- Of course you can.

- Look, it's her.

[gasps]

come on.

- Is this you?

- Yeah, that's me.

- Oh, my--look at him. What a hero.

- You're, like, a damsel in distress.

- Thanks. - Oh, my god.

- Oh, get a picture. - Oh, wait.

[girls giggling]

that's so cool. - I am not a cinderella.

Not anymore. - Preach it, girl.

- I can't believe that.

- [both grunting]

- [scoffs]

is the ink even dry on your divorce yet?

- That wasn't a date, gwen. I almost died.

- And a fireman? [scoffs] forget it.

Never date someone who's more into his looks than you are.

- Well, he's got to look good for all those local-hero

newspaper photos, doesn't he?

- You guys didn't have to bring dinner.

- You got to eat, don't you?

My love. And for you.

[phone vibrating] - thanks.

- Dig in. Come on.

[phone vibrating] I got to take this.

Don't wait for me. Dig in, come on.

- Jason's a good guy.

- Yeah, he is.

Is this the part where you say "better than I deserve"?

- Gwen, can we not?

I was just trying to say that you chose well.

I know you had your options.

- So did you.

- Yeah, maybe it's not too late for me to become a nun.

- You know, if I knew he was gonna turn out like this,

I probably would have tried harder to steal him

from you in high school.

- There was nothing to steal.

He never asked me out again after those couple dates.

- You are so clueless.

I saw the way he puppy-dogged around you.

Made me jealous.

So I actually tried to chat him up.

No luck. And to think, from a sophomore.

- Wait, excuse me, a guy said no to you?

- Mm-hmm. My one great failure.

He clearly only had eyes for you.

And by the looks of it, things haven't changed.

[doorbell rings, knock at door]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- your parents had recently installed one of those

doorbells with a camera in it at their cabin.

It's motion activated, and the video is stored online,

so it didn't get destroyed in the fire.

- So it was arson?

- It's looking that way.

- Which makes it a murder investigation.

- Why would anybody do that?

They--they were good people...

Loving people.

- That's what we want to find out.

Were your parents having problems with anyone?

- No, no, I don't-- I don't think so.

I mean, people loved them.

- Maybe it was a robbery,

and they tried to cover it up with the fire.

- I'd like you both to make a list of valuables

that might survive a fire in some way, like jewelry.

So we can check around town

and see if anything's being fenced or pawned.

- Of course. - And, jason, we should

get one of those doorbell cameras for our house.

- Oh, yeah. - And--and for here.

- Absolutely, yeah. I'll get a bunch of cameras,

and I'll link them through our web portal.

- Are you staying in town a while, ms. King?

- Yes, I'll be here at the house

helping to get it ready for--for sale.

So if you need anything, just ask.

- Good. We may have more questions

as new evidence comes to light.

- You'll get them. Right?

Whoever did this, you-- you're gonna get them?

- They always make mistakes.

♪ ♪

[cell phone chiming, vibrating]

- [sighs]

[chiming, vibrating continue]

it's a little late to be calling, richard.

- Hey, white flag. Okay?

I'm calling to say I'm sorry to hear about your parents.

- Oh, okay.

Well, thanks.

- So looks like you're already seeing somebody else?

- We're divorced, richard.

Wait, where are you?

Are you stalking me?

- No. I've seen the video of you

being rescued by that male stripper.

Is that what you're really into now?

- He's a firefighter. And I'm not dating anyone.

Not that it's any of your business.

Do you have the paperwork ready on the condo yet?

- You really want to sell it?

It's ours.

We made a lot of memories there.

- You made more than I did. - Yeah, that was a mistake.

- Mistakes. - They meant nothing.

- Well, if you don't want to sell it, then buy me out.

- Look, I miss you.

- [sighs]

hmm, where's this sudden nostalgia coming from?

Oh, wait. You're jealous.

- I'm not jealous of some gym rat.

- Whatever. Just get the sale going, okay?

It's been too long already.

[sighs] [dog barking]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[dog barking]

♪ ♪

[cell phone buttons beeping]

- 911, what's your emergency?

- There's someone in my front yard.

- An intruder? - Yes.

♪ ♪

- ma'am?

Ma'am? Are you there, ma'am?

Ma'am? Are you okay?

- [sighs]

sorry, I know him. Tha--thanks.

What are you doing here?

- Oh, I'm sorry if I scared you.

- [sighs] - I heard at the station

about your parents' arson findings.

I didn't have your number,

so I came by to make sure you were okay.

See if you needed anything.

- Oh, thank you.

Sorry, I got a little jumpy with the dog.

- A little trick we learn to make friends

when we go into people's yards.

- [laughs]

- and to be honest, I was a little worried about you,

considering what happened to your parents.

And in case you didn't have one here,

I thought this might give you some peace of mind, too.

- Wow.

Thank you, that was--

that was very considerate.

- Being a worry wart comes with the job, I guess.

And...

I thought you might get a little kick out of this.

- [gasps]

oh, my god. Wow.

Look at us.

I'm so awkward.

I have to say, I'm starting to question your taste in women.

- I thought you were the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

listen, I know your life's up in the air right now.

But if you could ever use a friend

or need a shoulder to cry on,

you know where to find me.

It was really good seeing you again.

You turned out exactly like I imagined you would.

♪ ♪

oh, and if you're interested, there's gonna be a charity

chili cook-off at the station this weekend.

- [laughs] okay.

Thank you.

- Sure thing.

♪ ♪

[car door opens, closes]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- hey, what'd you want to talk about?

- Well, now that the police are involved,

everything with the estate's up in the air.

- Okay.

I don't really care about the house or the money, gwen.

- Must be nice.

Okay.

I have to ask this.

Where were you the night that the fire happened

in their cabin?

- Are you kidding me?

- No, the police will be looking to us for arson.

I mean, obviously, we're the ones who inherit.

And I know where I was, but-- - I was across

the ocean missing a funeral.

I can't believe you'd ask me that.

- Okay.

But you do have this new friend,

and he's an expert with fire.

- Oh, my god. Enough.

Since we're playing the paranoia game,

someone sabotaged my bike, gwen.

Maybe you messed with it.

Maybe you're trying to kill me

so that you can keep all of the inheritance

because you're so obsessed with it.

- Please.

- Do you hear how crazy you sound?

- I'm done.

- I have some errands to run in town.

Go back to the house. Take whatever you want.

And be gone when I get back. - You know, it's my house, too.

I can be there. - Do whatever you want...

When I'm not there.

♪ ♪

[men laughing]

- yeah, right. - [laughs]

- whoa! - Plate of chili over here.

- Ooh, nice apron there, chili king.

Whoa, hey.

Just keep stirring.

Nice.

- You smell that? - Ooh.

That smells phenomenal. - My recipe is phenomenal.

- [laughs] - look at that.

- Hi. Is ben here?

- He should be. Hey, where's ben?

- Yeah, I don't know. Where is he?

- Hey, ben?

- Oh, wait. You're the damsel in distress.

You made our boy an internet star.

Now, if you want some real danger,

you should try my chili. - Don't.

- Or if you're a wimp, then try reggie's.

[chuckles] - hey, I make no excuses.

Where is mr. October?

Tell him his girlfriend's here.

- Oh, I'm--

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- hey. - [chuckles]

- hi.

- Hey. - She's not my girlfriend.

- Oh, so you're single?

- Reggie.

- Then you got to try my chili, then.

- Is this one yours? - It sure is.

- Is it really spicy?

- It is, but I reckon you could probably handle it.

- Okay. One cup of chili, please.

- Feeling brave. - Yep.

♪ ♪

thank you.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[car beeps]

♪ ♪

[seat belt clicks]

[engine turning over]

♪ ♪

[music playing on radio]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[metal clanking]

[music playing on radio]

[metal clanking]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[music playing on radio]

♪ ♪

[thudding]

♪ ♪

[metal creaking]

[music stops]

[air hissing]

[coughs]

[tires squealing]

[suspenseful music]

ah!

[tires screeching]

ah, ah!

♪ ♪

[grunting]

[coughing and grunting]

♪ ♪

ah.

♪ ♪

daddy.

I can't do anything right.

- You just need to not give up.

And I know you won't, because you're a fighter.

- I don't feel like a fighter. - Well, you are.

Don't let anything stop you.

- [breathing heavily]

[grunting]

[intense music]

♪ ♪

ah!

[grunting]

♪ ♪

ah! [breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[sirens blaring]

♪ ♪

- [muffled] heather!

♪ ♪

[muffled] heather!

♪ ♪

[muffled] look at me, look at me.

- Hey, bestie.

[both chuckle]

how you doing, girl?

[giggles]

[monitor beeping]

hmm.

Oh, girl.

Hey, it must have been awful.

- Yeah.

I thought about my dad.

He always had this way of building me up,

making me feel like the hero instead of the princess.

- Oh, you are definitely both.

- [chuckles]

- knock, knock.

- [gasps] hi.

- Hi.

- Anika. - Ben.

- I know.

Anyways, I should get going.

Love the calendar.

♪ ♪

- you feeling all right?

- Yeah, I feel okay.

Happy to be alive.

- I talked to the doctor.

They just want to keep an eye on your oxygen levels

after all the smoke inhalation.

You don't mess around with that.

- I don't know how you run into fires all the time.

That was terrifying. [laughs]

- but you handled it like an absolute pro.

I've been talking to the guys,

and they can make room in the crew for you

if you ever want to change careers.

- [chuckles]

- oh, here.

Found that by the tree you crashed into.

It must have fallen out when you hit it.

Oh, don't worry, it was already empty.

I remembered the pictures you took in photography class

of the birds, and it made me think of you.

I thought you might like it.

- It's--it's beautiful. I...

I love it.

You are a very sweet man.

- [chuckles]

when most of the girls at school would ignore me,

you were always nice to me.

In fact, you were the only girl

to ever date me twice in school.

- Really?

- Yeah.

It really stuck with me.

I think it kind of motivated me to change who I was.

You saw me for me back then. And I never forgot it.

When I was struggling at the fire academy

and wanted to quit sometimes, I'd remember the confidence

I got from being with the prettiest girl in school.

- [chuckles]

- and I'd tell myself...

I'd say...

"you can do this."

♪ ♪

- when I get out of here...

Let's--let's give this a shot.

- Really?

- Yes.

♪ ♪

- all right, then.

I'm heading to training camp for some wildfire practice

for the next couple of days,

but I should be back on Thursday.

Maybe dinner then?

- Yes.

♪ ♪

be safe.

♪ ♪

- whoa, the car just caught on fire?

How--how?

- Okay, listen, I'm just gonna float this out here,

but could someone seriously be trying to kill you?

- No one is saying that.

Just that, so far, it looks like an accident.

- Yeah, well, then there's the bike thing

that happened less than three days ago.

- Well, hey, luckily mr. October was there for that.

- No, ben--ben doesn't seem like that kind of guy.

- Heather.

- But...

Oh, my god,

richard's been really obsessive lately.

I don't-- I mean, I never thought

he'd try and hurt me or anything, but...

I never thought he'd do a lot of things.

I don't know. Is that crazy?

I mean, you guys know him.

Do you think he's capable of something like that?

- Look, this hunky fireman's been hanging around

a lot lately, and that could potentially

be stoking a little bit of jealousy in him.

- Listen, any guy who's tough and heroic

on the outside and sweet and sensitive on the inside,

that's stalker material.

Ben sure does like to play the hero.

- No, he's been nothing but a gentleman.

- Oh, and you've been the best judge of character

when it comes to men.

- Hey.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

hey, you sure you're gonna be okay tonight by yourself?

You're welcome to stay with us.

- Yeah, no, I'll be okay.

I just want to get in bed and sleep for, like, two days.

Um, thanks, you guys.

- Of course. - Good night.

- Hey.

About this morning--

- yeah?

- I'm glad you're okay.

Good night.

- Good night.

- If you need anything,

you know we're down the street, okay?

Just call us, okay? - Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[creepy music]

♪ ♪

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[chuckles]

[doorbell rings]

richard, what--what are you doing here?

- I just need to talk to you.

Look, I was...

Outside your house last night when that fireman came by--

- wait, you were sitting outside my house?

- Yeah. - Richard, that's stalking.

- Okay, just hear me out, heather.

- What are you even doing in town?

- I'm here to give you the paperwork for the condo.

- There's this thing called mail.

- Yeah, okay, I know, I--

[sighs]

I was trying to talk you out of selling.

- What are you actually doing here?

- Something you got to see.

It's important.

- You know your credibility is, like, zero, right?

- Yeah. All right.

I know I was a terrible husband to you, okay?

I'll admit it.

But you know I was never dangerous, heather.

You're in danger now.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- where are we going?

- We're almost there.

♪ ♪

- whose house is this? - Your boyfriend's.

- Are you serious? - Yeah.

- Oh, my god, you're stalking him, too, now?

No, no. We need to leave.

- Look, I followed him here last night

after I left your house, all right?

- Oh, my god, richard. Why?

- Because I could tell, heather, he's bad news.

And now I have proof.

It's right in there.

♪ ♪

come on.

Get out of the car.

Come on.

Come on. - Richard.

This is ridiculous. - Come on.

♪ ♪

- richard. - Just look.

- [groans]

♪ ♪

- heather, it gets worse.

Look in the corner over there.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- oh, my god.

Oh, my god, no.

- Heather, I'm so sorry, but you had to see this.

- No, I--

- look, I just wanted you to know first

before I call the cops.

I didn't want to embarrass you, but...

I'll call them.

I'll tell them that I found all this

and that he's been stalking you since high school.

They don't even need to know you were here.

- No.

I want to do it.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- hey, jack.

- Sorry to drag you away from your training, ben.

- Oh, it's fine.

- Look, you don't have to do this.

We don't have a search warrant. - It's no problem.

I'm sure there must be some sort of mistake.

♪ ♪

the office is this way.

♪ ♪

what the hell?

I didn't put that there.

I didn't.

- How long since you've been home?

- Last night-- I grabbed some fresh clothes

before heading back to training camp.

- Are any of these yours?

- Yes, they are, but it's not what you think.

Look, I have no idea where those came from.

Okay?

And I sure as hell did not make that.

♪ ♪

- I know it looks bad.

- It looks like a serial killer wall.

- Maybe, but it's not illegal.

- Oh, so we're gonna wait till there's a dead girl

before we act?

- [sighs] so what's next here?

- You're good to go... For now.

- If anything happens to that girl,

I swear to god...

- I'd never do anything to hurt her, okay?

I care for her very much.

- We've heard that before.

- It does look real bad, ben.

I mean, the fire chief's been alerted,

says he may have to sideline you for a while,

just till we get this all figured out.

- Oh, come on, jack.

Someone is setting me up for it.

- And who exactly would that be?

- I don't know.

Maybe ask her ex-husband out there.

- We saw the photo wall.

And as messed up as it seems,

that alone is not enough to take to a da.

- [sighs]

did he at least have an explanation?

- Not a good one.

- I know, but you can't get emotional.

If you get emotional,

it's gonna make you look guilty, all right?

- Jack, you've got to believe me, I have no idea--

- I don't know. So just play it cool, okay?

♪ ♪

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- you know, you always make the best tea.

I don't even bother anymore.

- Thanks.

♪ ♪

you know, I could stay...

In the guest room.

I just want to make sure you're safe.

♪ ♪

- okay, no, you're-- you're not staying here, okay?

I'm--I'm grateful for your help today, but--

[cell phone chiming]

- don't answer that.

- [scoffs]

I'm so over men telling me what to do.

Ben, you shouldn't be calling me.

- Look, I just want you to know

I had nothing to do with those photos.

- They were in your house, ben.

- I have no idea how they got there.

Someone must have broken in and planted them or something.

- Why would anyone do that? - I don't know.

But it wasn't me, okay? You've got to believe me.

- Ben, I'm--I'm sorry,

I just--I can't deal with the lies anymore...

From you...

Or anyone.

Please don't call me anymore.

- Heather, someone is setting me up for it.

- I-- - hey, romeo.

Listen, she told you not to call her anymore, all right?

So I got an idea for you. - Give me my phone!

- Why don't you go hang out with your boyfriends in blue.

And if you call here again,

you're gonna have to deal with me, you got that?

- I was talking to him.

- You're provoking him, okay?

He's dangerous, and you're just making him fixate on you.

- I don't need any advice from you on how to run my life!

Okay?

Just get the hell out of my house!

Go!

- Just don't call him back, heather.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [grunting]

♪ ♪

- look, man, I know I let you talk me into this, okay?

But things have just gotten way, way out of control.

It's not working on her, okay?

And the cops are involved now.

And I'm not going down for this, all right?

You got that?

[engine turning over]

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

[car beeps]

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

[cell phone beeps]

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

[tires screech]

- [breathing heavily]

[breathing heavily] [thud]

[engine revs]

no, no, no, no.

Ah! [grunting]

ugh, ugh!

Ah! No!

Oh!

[crashing, glass shattering]

[metal creaking]

[insects chirping]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[cell phone chiming]

- hello? - Heather?

- Yes? - This is detective carver.

I have some bad news to tell you.

- [sighs] okay.

- Your ex-husband was in a car accident last night,

and I'm afraid he didn't survive.

- Oh, my god.

- It looks like he lost control and...

Took a turn too fast and went over the incline.

Was he a reckless driver?

- Reckless, aggressive.

Yeah.

Why, do you think that it wasn't an accident?

- Don't know at this point.

But ben accused your ex-husband of setting him up.

Maybe things got out of hand.

- So you think that ben was involved?

- Maybe ben wanted richard out of the way.

Ah, either way, richard's gone,

and so he's no longer a threat to you,

but ben is still out there,

so you need to be careful.

And keep in touch with me.

Okay?

- Okay. - All right.

- [breathing heavily]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[cell phone chiming]

- heather? - Anni?

- What's wrong?

- Where are you? Are you at school?

- Yeah, I just finished my last class.

- Can I come see you?

Something horrible happened to richard.

I could really use my best friend right now.

- I'm here, girl.

- Okay, see you soon.

- Okay. - [breathing shakily]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- hey. - [gasps]

ben, what the hell?

- Sorry, I--

- what are you doing here?

- My fire safety presentation since the chief sidelined me.

- Oh. Right.

- I heard about what happened to your ex-husband.

- Yeah. It's horrible.

- I'm really sorry

all this is happening to you, heather.

I...

You know, I hope maybe in the future,

you and I can move past this and--

- I'm sorry, I can't-- I can't do this right now.

I have to go see anika.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[crying]

- oh, come here.

I got you. - [cries]

- I got you.

- [cries]

so you got any...

Art therapy that can cure whatever I've got?

- Mm, maybe.

But this...

Might help.

- Drinking in class?

- Ah, it's probably against the rules somewhere, right?

But what the hell?

- Well, you read my mind. - [chuckles]

and after this,

we're busting out the clay,

and we're doing the scene from "ghost."

- oh. - Mm-hmm.

I'm patrick, you're demi.

- Deal. - [chuckles]

- thank you.

- Deal. - Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[upbeat pop music]

how do you make it feel smooth? - [laughs]

don't touch it. [both laughing]

♪ ♪

- oh, my god, what have we created?

Oh, yes.

This is the lumpiest thing I've ever seen.

- [laughs]

- oh, my god, I got to let you get home.

Thank you.

This has been exactly what I needed.

- Get some sleep, and I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay.

- I'm glad you're here.

Everything will be fine.

- You're the sister I wish I had, anika.

- [chuckles]

I love you, girl.

- Love you, too.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[door clanks ominously]

♪ ♪

[door opens]

♪ ♪

[metal scraping]

♪ ♪

- hello?

♪ ♪

ben?

[metal scraping]

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

ben!

Please leave me alone!

[breathing heavily]

hello?

Is somebody in there?

Help me!

♪ ♪

[alarm blaring]

[breathing heavily]

- everybody downstairs.

- No, no, no. No, don't go down there!

- Hurry up.

[alarm blaring]

♪ ♪

- sorry.

Sorry.

♪ ♪

- hey, whoa! - Aah!

- What--what's wrong?

- Get away from me!

- Heather!

Heather!

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- and he just kept getting closer and closer, and--

[cries] and I couldn't open the doors.

- Are you sure it was him?

Did you see his face?

- No, but I was looking down from above the whole time,

and he--he had his helmet on, so I couldn't see his face.

But, I mean, who else could it be?

- Okay.

Okay, I'll go talk to him.

Where are you gonna be?

- I'm just--I'm gonna get the hell out of here.

I should have never come back in the first place.

I should have never trusted--

- take care of yourself.

- Okay.

Thanks.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

[cell phone ringing]

- warren. Hey, man, I've been meaning to call you back.

- Save it, jason-- I know what it means

when the company I'm investing in

doesn't return my calls.

- Ah, no, man. It's--it's not like that.

Listen, things have just been a bit hectic over here.

- Yeah, I bet it's hectic.

Your user base is dropping off a cliff.

- Yeah, that's-- that's pretty normal.

Listen, we just got to get this new version out, man.

I'm telling--I'm telling you right now,

this thing is going to blow up.

- Not with me around. Good luck, jason.

- Warren. Warren.

[line clicks]

♪ ♪

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

- hey. - Hey.

- You look terrible. Are you okay?

- I do? I'm sorry.

- What?

- You're just so beautiful.

I love you so much.

- I know. - Okay, good.

I just remembered I have...

Something that I forgot to do.

I'm gonna--I'm gonna do that real quick.

Okay?

- Okay. - I love you.

- Okay.

- You stay here.

♪ ♪

[cell phone chiming]

- heather? What's wrong?

- I did it again, anni.

I let another psycho guy into my life.

I just need to get out of here.

I'll call you whenever I land, okay?

- Okay, okay, let me know what I can do

to help, and I'll be there.

- I know how to pick 'em, right?

[dog barking]

- heather? Heather, are--are you there?

[barking continues]

heather!

What's going on? - I-I don't know.

[barking continues]

- heather.

♪ ♪

heather?

[barking continues]

- ben was just here.

I'm not sure what he was doing.

- Be careful.

♪ ♪

[barking continues]

heather.

Heather, talk to me. What's going on?

[soft music]

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

♪ ♪

- ben lost his mind.

I just need to get out of here.

Earlier, he was trying to kill me,

and now he's wishing me well?

I don't understand what he's thinking.

None of this makes sense. Why did I--

why did I trust him?

I don't understand what he wants from me.

I just really need to get out of here.

Heartache and confusion.

I just wish my dad was here.

[flames whoosh]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[gasps]

ja--jason, what are you doing here?

♪ ♪

oh, ah! Ah!

♪ ♪

ah!

♪ ♪

[cell phone ringing]

- heather?

- Ben, hey, man. No, it's jason, actually.

- Is everything all right?

- Listen, I'm actually here with heather right now,

and she's pretty broken up over this whole thing.

She says she wants to talk to you.

Can you get over here right away?

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.

I'll be there in a sec. - That'd be great.

♪ ♪

[fire alarm beeping]

♪ ♪

- [groans]

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

- okay, mr. October, come and get her.

- [breathing heavily]

- don't.

- Oh, my god.

It was always you.

- Yeah, technically.

That's not the story.

"fireman arsons house in a murder-suicide

when his high-school obsession rejects him."

now, that--that's, that's a story.

And then, finally, the insurance money pays off

with a bulletproof suspect.

- You killed our parents?

- Yeah, I did. I did do that.

I didn't want to.

You see, my business, it-- it hit a rough patch, and...

There's just so much money in this--

in this place, and I need it.

[gun cocks]

- you did all this for money?

- Gwen's got expensive tastes.

- You killed our parents and richard.

And you're trying to kill me, all to keep gwen?

- Yeah. She's my wife.

♪ ♪

she deserves a man who is insanely successful.

And that requires money.

You see, I'm not gonna lose her

for anything.

- [breathing heavily]

- [exhales deeply]

whoo! It's getting hot.

[chuckles] I got to--I got to thank you,

though, for your inspiration.

You gave me the idea.

See, my cinderella sister-in-law's

always attracting these unsteady, explosive men.

And, see, men like that, they kill their girlfriends.

They kill their girlfriends all the time.

And richard, oh...

[sighs] he wanted you back so badly.

God, he pretty much sold himself on the idea

of putting all those pictures up in ben's house.

I didn't have to convince him.

Yeah, setting up fire boy was the easiest part of this.

[insects chirping]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[alarm blaring]

♪ ♪

stand up. Come on, stand up.

[groans]

- [gasps] please--

- I know you're not gonna believe me, but I am sorry.

- No, no, no!

No, jason, please!

[banging on door]

jason, please! You don't have to do this!

Please. Please let me out.

[phone rings]

please?

[phone rings]

jason!

- [gasps] heather.

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

[crackling]

♪ ♪

- please!

[door rattling]

- house fire. 375 larchmont.

♪ ♪

- [gasps]

[breathing heavily]

[alarm blaring]

- [coughing]

heather!

[coughs] heather?

- Ben? Ben!

Ben, no! Don't come up here!

It's a trap!

No! No, ben!

He's got a gun! It's not safe!

- Hold on!

- Ah!

[cries]

- hey, romeo.

- Ugh! God!

- [grunts]

- oh, yeah. There he is, big guy.

Come on. - Let me out!

[grunts]

- come on, man, fight me!

Aw, is that all you got?

Well, you just had to be the hero, huh?

You're the guy the girls get to go to prom with.

I'm the guy that has to prove himself...

- Ugh! - Over...

- [gurgling] - and over again.

- [grunting] ah!

♪ ♪

ah!

[breathing heavily]

ben? Ben?

Ben? Stand up.

Ben? Ben, come on.

Stand up.

Come on, stand.

You need to get up. Come on.

We got to go.

We got to go. - [groans]

- well, this is gonna ruin my plan.

♪ ♪

but I'll make it work.

♪ ♪

I always do.

[gun cocks]

- ugh! - Oh!

- [breathing heavily]

gwen?

We got to get out of here.

- Jason did all of this?

♪ ♪

- we got to get out of here. Can you help me?

- Yes.

Come on, get on my arm.

[all grunting]

[fire crackling]

[sirens blaring]

[horn blares]

♪ ♪

[police radio chatter]

♪ ♪

[ben coughing]

♪ ♪

- there's someone still upstairs.

Be careful, he has a gun. - Got it.

- Ben?

Ben, wake up.

Ben, please, wake up.

Ben, wake up. [sniffles]

ben, please. Please wake up.

Please.

Please wake up. [sniffles]

♪ ♪

[laughs, sniffles]

- heather.

- Welcome back, sleeping beauty.

[laughs]

♪ ♪

[soft music]

♪ ♪

[church bells tolling]

♪ ♪

hi, reggie. - What's up?

- Wait till you see what I got.

[grunts]

- oh.

- [chuckles]

all right, go easy on me. I'm new at this.

- Smells good.

Looks like I got some competition.

- Oh, no. [both chuckling]

- [laughs] what's up?

- Hey, sweetie. - Hey.

He kicked.

- He's a fighter, just like his mom.

♪ ♪

- anni. - Hezzie.

[both laughing]

- mm. I'm so glad you're here.

♪ ♪

hey, sis. - Hi.

- Hi.

- You look beautiful. - Thank you.

- I'm so glad you're here. - Yeah.

Well, I got to hand it to you, sis...

You know how to pick 'em.

- Yeah.

I guess I do.

- That is--I don't know how to explain it.

- Yeah, okay back me up here.

- Mm. - Okay.

- All right, everyone, dig in.

♪ ♪