Original subtitles

[soft music]

Morning, Julie.

Oh... hi, Tim.

[Tim] Are you alright?

-Yeah. -Okay.

I have to go. Have a good day.

Bye.

[Landlord] Reynolds, is that you?

[soft music]

[telephone ringing]

[dramatic music]

Oh, well this comes as a big surprise.

I thought the studio office was just what you're looking for.

Oh, of course I understand.

But, why don't we take some time

to discuss the deal over coffee?

[dial tone beeping]

Or maybe we could meet over sushi?

[dial tone beeping]

A nice cup of tea?

[dial tone beeping]

Over lunch?

[dial tone beeping]

A drink, maybe two?

[dial tone beeping]

[somber music]

Focus on your achievements rather than your failures.

You've been successful before.

Keep repeating.

I like myself.

[cellphone chiming]

[lively music]

Hey.

-Here you are. -Alex.

How's it going?

Alright, thanks.

Two reds, please.

Alex, how many times have I told you?

You don't drink. We all know it, thank you very much.

But if you saw what I'm seeing, you'd have one.

-Like what? -You've had a tough day, right?

You mean week.

Well, I've had better times.

Want to talk?

I wouldn't even know where to start.

Then you need some serious newsroom gossip.

Please.

Favorite subject?

Let's see, Ms. Editor.

Next big trend for the season.

Come on, that's not what you want to know.

I'll tell you what you really want to know.

You want to know if we managed to hire

the country's smartest fashion reporter

minutes before she signed with a competitor.

You want to know if we managed to swoop in

on a super-secret, super-celebrity affair

that would make a perfect cover story.

And above all, you want to know if I'm considering

that amazingly hot Aussie intern as my seasonal treat.

You said he's barely 20.

Well, that makes three yeses in a row.

-Alex. -I'm only joking.

We're still discussing the cover.

That's better.

-What? -You.

When was the last time you had a laugh?

Put me on your cover.

Meet Julie, not laughing in three months.

Well... some Mr. Peter from Scott and Company

is bidding to sponsor a cover story.

Ask him to back your sad case

and you might just make it

especially with that on.

Anyway it's coats next big trend of the season.

I'll keep that in mind.

We'll see if you do.

I hate you, Little Miss Perfect.

Of course.

If you're going to strangle me with a coat belt,

just make sure it's a designer's, yeah.

[soft giggling]

[soft music]

[alarm buzzing]

[footsteps approaching]

Someone didn't sleep well last night.

Oh, I [stammering].

Like my yoga teacher always says,

"Hydrate yourself before you caffeinate yourself."

I'm all right.

Thanks, Lisa.

Listen if there's anything I can do

to help out with the studio office thing.

Seems like a bit of a pain.

[cellphone ringing]

Claire, darling, can I call you in a minute?

Tonight?

Yes, got a new one.

Gold bodycon, V-neck, open back spent half my pay,

but he'll love it.

Oh, sorry, darling. A customer's on the other line.

Tell you all first thing in the morning.

Lisa Rivera speaking.

Good morning, Ms. Summers.

Yes, I have arranged the keys for you today,

and we can have a viewing.

No, that's perfect.

See you in an hour's time.

Well, you can have this later.

I have a deal to close, see you.

[dramatic music]

You and your yoga.

[soft music]

[computer chiming]

[dramatic music]

How's it going?

Mr. Maleck, I didn't hear you.

Julie, I'm a bit worried.

Oh.

Anything new these days?

Well, I'm seeing a potential customer tomorrow.

It's been a while.

Yes.

Good.

Let me know what happens tomorrow.

[soft music]

Focus on achievements.

Avoid comparison.

Eye contact.

Speak slowly.

Smile.

Like yourself.

I like myself.

I really, really like myself.

I nearly love myself.

I might love myself one day.

I will like

and love and appreciate myself...

one day.

Everyone will like me.

Tim will like me.

Alex will like me.

My boss will like me.

My customers will like me and the studio office.

Lisa and her yoga teacher won't,

but that's because everyone else will.

[microwave beeping]

Yeah, I understand, but George.

[George] Yeah, I know.

But why has she?

[George] She's seeing someone else.

How's little Mickey?

[George] Well, he hasn't really got it yet.

Well, maybe it's just a crush.

She might come back.

[George] She's already seeing a lawyer, Julie.

-Oh. -Yeah.

And I need to get one too.

Don't know how I'll pay for it.

Look just one thing.

Don't tell mom. [dramatic music]

She doesn't need to know right now.

Right?

-Julie. -What?

[George] Mom! Don't tell her yet, please.

Yes.

[George] Okay.

Bye.

[dramatic music]

[alarm buzzing]

[doorbell ringing]

Hey, Julie.

It's good you're still at home.

Well, I think this is for you.

It ended up in my letter box by mistake.

-Oh. -Yeah.

Well, I have to go now.

Nice color.

-Thanks. -Have a good day, bye.

[bright music]

[Landlord] Reynolds, is that you?

[bright music]

I like myself.

[cellphone ringing]

Hello.

Right, well, you can't deny it.

It does deserve a second look.

You must see it at sunset.

The light that window lets in,

pink and golden.

It's pure magic.

Say 5:30.

Excellent!

I'll be waiting for you there.

I guarantee it'll take your breath away.

[bright music]

[cellphone ringing]

[George] I haven't spoken to her once.

Not a call in two weeks, not a single one.

She won't answer mine either.

-Mickey's turning three-- -Well, I'm sure

she'll wanna see him for his birthday.

[George] She won't.

Well, you know what!

You tell Mickey something special's on the way.

[Landlord] Well, about time.

Oh, Mr. Moore.

Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore.

You're two weeks late, Reynolds,

and I had to come downstairs because you've been hiding.

Here this.

That's not enough.

Well, it's not the whole sum for the rent, but...

you'll have it in the next few days.

We'll see.

And don't make me come downstairs anymore.

[soft music]

[cellphone chiming]

[cellphone ringing]

-Hello. -You're coming.

I really don't.

Come on, orange juice is allowed.

I really just need to get some rest.

Is Tim with you?

I wouldn't have answered.

Of course.

So I'll see you soon then, right?

-Right. -Promise.

-Promise. -Okay.

[alarm buzzing]

Come on.

[dramatic tone]

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in. [soft knocking]

Coming.

Eye contact.

Speak slowly.

Smile.

Mr. K.

Call me, Karl.

So nice to meet you.

Please come in.

So here we are.

Let's take a look around, shall we.

As you can see the property

is presented in an unfurnished condition,

and the good thing about that set up is that

you can decorate according to your business needs.

You're in banking, correct?

Art bank.

I invest in contemporary fine art.

But this is for my private collection.

Oh, well that's lovely.

Any artists or exhibitions I shouldn't miss out on?

Plenty?

Any tiny little bit of advice?

I'm currently bidding for art by Augustus Neville.

Oh, we'll I'll have to keep that in mind.

Let's take a look at the view, shall we?

Afraid of heights?

Not really, no.

I do enjoy a good landscape.

I know I couldn't make it for the sunset.

Your description on the phone was intriguing.

But before that, what can you tell me about the front door.

It's a standard security door.

Does this place have any anti-theft rating

and police accreditation?

I would need to double check on that.

But we can do that later.

For now, let's take a look at the view.

I promise you won't be disappointed.

Isn't it just stunning?

Can't you imagine enjoying this every single day?

Yes, pretty impressive.

What security level is this glass?

Julie, I'll be keeping valuable pieces of art in here.

It's a matter of primary importance,

and also, I'll need details on the fire alarm system.

Right.

Well, there isn't one.

But if you just give me one second,

in here I have.

Sorry, wrong one.

It's here somewhere.

I had a brochure on alarm systems,

but... I think I left it at the office.

It's alright! You can email me that.

Sure.

Well, if you'd like to come with me

over here we have--

I'm really sorry I have to go now.

Oh, but you can't I haven't even shown you the remaining facilities.

Thank you. I've seen everything I need to.

And you like what you see?

It's too early to tell.

I need some time.

Thank you, Ms. Reynolds.

Please do send through that brochure.

I will.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

[somber music]

It's all right.

I like myself.

I like myself.

[soft music]

[alarm buzzing]

[soft music]

They asked for more time and details.

Sunset didn't help after all, did it?

Julie.

You haven't closed a single deal in six months.

Mr. Maleck, can I come in?

[Sam] Of course.

Mr. Maleck, can I please have your signature.

Good job, Lisa.

Just try and sell the studio office, will ya?

[dramatic music]

[computer chiming]

[dramatic music]

Augustus Neville.

[footsteps approaching]

Yeah, that was great.

No, about that entree though that was very good.

My keys?

[soft mumbling]

[chuckling] Yeah.

You're so funny, my darling.

Let's go inside.

Yeah.

[dramatic music]

[telephone ringing]

Augustus Neville's Exhibition.

This is Michelle speaking.

Hello, may I please speak to Mr. Augustus Neville?

I'm afraid it's too late.

Oh, I'm just calling to find out about the--

Unfortunate Tragedy.

[soft stammering]

Are you on the media list?

Yes, no, I'm just calling to find out if--

Then it's too late as I said.

But has Mr. Neville...

-When? -Tomorrow.

Here at Sconci Art Gallery.

-[Julie] I beg your pardon. -Mr. Neville's Exhibition.

You are calling to get invitation, right?

Actually I...

But you just said... the tragedy.

Unfortunate Tragedy,

that's the name of Mr. Neville's Exhibition,

and the opening is tomorrow.

Right.

Thank you very much.

Okay.

[dramatic tone]

[alarm buzzing]

Oh, hi, this is Julie Reynolds.

Can you please inform Mr. Maleck

that I won't be coming to the office today.

Thanks.

[Karl] Karl speaking.

Oh, hi, this is Julie Reynolds

from the real estate company.

[Karl] Good morning, Ms. Reynolds.

I just received your brochure. Thank you.

No problem, I was just following up

to see if you're interested in the studio office?

Right.

Well, this office is nice,

and I'm sure you'll find a buyer in no time.

But I'm afraid it's not going to be me.

I... Honestly, I thought.

[Karl] I'm moving my business to capital city.

Wouldn't be clever to buy a property here, would it?

Of course not, right.

Listen I wanted to ask you.

[Karl] Yeah.

Augustus Neville.

[Karl] Yes, what about him?

What kind of person is he?

[Karl] I have no idea, Julie.

I just deal with his works.

Right, okay.

[Karl] Well, goodbye then.

Bye.

[cellphone chiming]

[lively music]

Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

Look, rule number one, never ever apologize.

You're never late.

You're just busier than those waiting for you.

-Is that wine? -No.

-No. -It's champagne.

Wine then.

Nice.

Tell me about it.

About what?

What's the matter with you?

I told you, works a drag.

My brother's getting a divorce.

Tim's dating a super model.

Rent's past due.

I mean the real matter.

Hey, do you publish art stuff?

Art stuff.

You know about exhibitions, artists.

Augustus Neville for instance.

Julie, can you please just tell me what is going on?

I've been getting emails.

Really weird ones...

saying if something happens to someone,

meaning if that person dies, you'll get money.

-What? -And I do.

Get the money I mean.

Because the person actually dies.

What.

I need another drink.

So how many times?

Once.

Well... one died

and now I'm waiting for the second one.

The first one was Peter Scott.

What, from Scott and Company.

I don't know if it was the same Peter Scott.

Well, actually that Peter Scott passed away recently,

but it was a car crash.

-How could someone-- -I have no idea.

And now it's gonna be Augustus Neville, this artist.

How much did you get?

2000.

What?

4,000 next time.

This is mad.

I know.

Who could it be?

No one's following me.

Well, you know that there are other ways of spying on people.

Like what?

Online.

Oh, yeah.

You were right. This is really good.

Want some more?

Julie, don't be my next cover story.

Right?

It's the perfect property for your needs.

Stylish with plenty of space.

It's just opposite a business hotel.

The shopping mall's nearby.

With excellent access to restaurants and cafes.

Augustus Neville.

Oh, hi, I'm here for Augustus Neville's Exhibition.

An unfortunate tragedy.

Yes, one invite please.

No, sorry I mean there's a...

There's been an unfortunate tragedy.

The exhibition is canceled today.

Why?

Ma'am, he's dead.

Neville passed away very unexpectedly at night.

I'm actually expecting the press.

They'll be here any minute and I must tell everybody.

Oh, it's alright. Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[George] Are you sure?

I mean you don't have to.

You'll need to get one of the best lawyers in town.

I wanna help.

[George] Julie, it's a lot of money.

George, you have to listen to me.

[George] I couldn't.

Please take it for Mickey at least.

[George] I don't know what to say, sis.

Thanks will do.

I can't believe it. How can you say that?

Jazz is anything but boring.

Hi, Julie.

Sorry, gotta go.

[cellphone ringing]

[dramatic music]

[alarm buzzing]

[telephone ringing]

-Hello. -Julie, I need a word.

Oh, of course.

It's the studio office.

I will have to pass the assignment onto Lisa Rivera.

You understand, it's taking way too long.

We have to close the deal.

Yes.

Yes, no problem.

Good, I'll email you a new project you can work on.

[somber music]

[soft music]

[telephone ringing]

Patricia Ronson King speaking.

Hello.

Hello.

Hi, Julie, how's it going?

Fine.

Listen, I want you to email me those contacts

of the potential customers that you last met.

Which ones?

You had a viewing a few days ago.

Someone was wanting to buy.

They're not interested.

I just wanna check

that they haven't changed their minds.

I don't even think I kept the number.

-I'm sure you did. -You're such a diligent agent.

Alright, I'll have a look,

but he's moving out of town so...

Like my painting teacher always says,

"Don't be an art critic, paint."

You do painting now.

What happened to yoga?

I quit.

It wasn't me.

Lisa.

Do you...

Do you know Augustus Neville?

Never heard of him.

Right.

[cellphone ringing]

Alex.

[Alex] Julie, we need to talk.

You got some newsroom gossip to share.

[Alex] I think you have.

-What do you mean? -Augustus Neville is dead.

Yeah?

I don't know anything about it.

You got the money though, right?

Listen, I want to see you tonight.

Who says I have time.

Look, it's either you or my teen fling's birthday party,

and I'm really not in the mood for chips and beer.

Fair enough.

Good girl.

[soft music]

Hello, darling.

Now that's what I call a coat.

I'm impressed.

You going out with that guy then?

Not going out, no.

We basically stay in.

I just don't like people to see us.

Saving your reputation?

Saving his actually.

He's really into fluorescent green, which is...

Listen, Julie, this is serious.

You must go to the police.

I don't think so.

What do you mean?

You've been connected to two killings,

and you're making money out of it.

You could get into some serious trouble.

I don't know these people.

I don't know why they're dying,

and I don't know what this has to do with me.

I'm doing nothing wrong.

Doing nothing is wrong enough.

Don't you judge me.

Come on, Julie.

No one here is trying to teach you how to live your life.

Well, it's not my fault, is it?

Plus the money's good.

I really need it.

I'm not killing them.

You scare me.

Well, that's some change, isn't it?

[Alex] Right, so you're fine with this.

Absolutely.

There's nothing I can say at all

or do to make you change your mind?

No.

Fine then.

I'm off.

Going to have some chips then.

[Alex] You were nicer without that coat.

[dramatic music]

[alarm buzzing]

[George] Hello, sis.

Hey, how's it going?

[George] Mickey and I are going to the zoo today.

He's all excited.

That's great.

[George] Yeah, he's getting the biggest ice cream in town

aren't ya, little boy, aren't you?

I got your help.

Thanks a lot and I thought I'll spend it all on Mickey

to hell with anything else.

No, no, George.

You should...

You should...

just get a good lawyer.

It's really important, please.

[George] Listen if I have to spend a fortune I don't have

it's gonna be to make my son happy.

I'll send you more money.

[George] No, Julie, don't do that.

I'll send you more money,

and you'll use it for the lawyer, case closed.

[George] Wow, that's my sister.

Yeah, you guys have a good time at the zoo, okay.

[George] Yeah, we will.

Bye.

Patricia Ronson King.

Residence 19.

Street 8th.

Oh, hi.

I'm going to need to book a private taxi.

My name?

It's Block.

Lauren Block.

[dramatic music]

[thunder roaring]

[thunder roaring]

-Hi, Julie. -Hi.

That's a nice coat.

I bet it's new.

-It is. -Good.

Have a good day, bye.

-Hey, Tim. -Yeah.

You like jazz, right?

Yeah, I do why?

I have two tickets to a jazz performance.

-Oh. -Would you go with me?

Seriously?

Well, I don't know.

It's...

It's something I got as a present.

But my friends think it's boring, so...

Anyway it's excellent seats.

Would be a shame to waste them.

Agreed.

So why not, yeah, let's do it.

I think it's a great idea.

Thanks, keep in touch.

-Bye. -My pleasure.

[water splashing]

[soft music]

[soft music]

Silver and blue lights

Shimmering through

Shadows in the crowd

One face is standing out

Oh, my

Thoughts are running wild

Dreaming like a child

Dreaming like a child

Reflections of you are the memories

I'm sure they are real But they can't be

Daydreams again

Fantasy

It's a fairy tale

I'm looking through a veil

Oh, my thoughts are running wild

Dreaming like a child again

Julie, we're the last ones.

Oh, my god.

Nah, it's no problem.

I've seen better concerts too I swear.

I can't believe this. I'm so sorry.

I'm not.

It means my shoulder is comfortable enough.

Well, the good thing is, you didn't pay for the tickets.

That's something to be grateful for.

-Yeah. -We must go now.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Good.

May I walk you home?

I'm sure you would even if you didn't want to.

What do you mean?

You know because we're neighbors.

Let's go.

[soft music]

You alright?

You seem a little cold?

I'm all right.

Good.

You know, Julie, I know very little about you.

But I wanna tell you one thing.

Don't try to please everyone.

Julie, you're alright the way you are.

-Thanks. -No, really.

And above all, you have to be true to yourself.

Then you won't be false to anybody else.

[soft music]

Alright, well...

-thanks for tonight. -Thanks to you.

And the next time you get tickets

for the jazz club, just let me know.

You know where I live.

Okay, well thank you.

[door creaking]

[soft music]

I'm a good person,

and I like myself.

[dramatic music]

[cellphone ringing]

Hello.

[Sam] Morning, Julie.

Oh, Mr. Maleck.

[Sam] Are you on your way to the office?

I am, yes.

Good. I need to talk to you urgently.

I'll be there as soon as possible.

It's important.

Come right away to my office.

Of course.

[dramatic music]

Let's do this.

Dear, sirs.

I hereby submit

my immediate resignation

as a state agent

for personal reasons.

Kind regards,

Julie Reynolds.

[dramatic music]

Julie.

I need to tell you something.

I know, but you don't have to.

I sorted it out.

Excuse me, you what?

I've done it myself.

I don't get it.

I've just emailed the corporate director with my immediate resignation.

You what?

It's all right.

I knew it was coming.

This way it's less embarrassing for us both.

It's not.

I just wanted to tell you Mr. K called and changed his mind.

He's been desperately trying to get in touch with you

to book the studio office.

That's why I called you this morning.

I needed you to complete the sign off.

You've got it, Julie.

You finally sold the studio office.

Not me, Lisa did.

I recalled it from her.

He's offered to pay you advanced commission

especially for you.

$10,000.

Bad timing I suppose.

You're leaving then.

Yes.

Now?

I think so.

All right.

I don't know what to say.

That's your final commission then.

[dramatic music]

10,000.

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]