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-Hey! -Run!

Oh!

- Get a life!
- Trick or treat?

See that?

One morning you
wake up in a new place...

ready for a fresh start.

Everything is bright,
shiny and new...

something you've dreamed
about for years...

a chance to start again.

Hers looks way more realistic.

But out of the
blue, you're blindsided,

like someone just T-boned
you, and you go flying,

your car flipping...

upside-down, trapping you.

And there's no way out.

I see you found
the new shipment.

What d'you think
of their new line?

-Well, this one is... -Perfect.

- That won't last long.
- Twenty-five hundred dollars?

- And that's a steal.
- Who pays that much for a dress?

Our customers, that's who.

-For a dress?
-For what it says about them.

Clothes can make a person,
you put that dress on,

people will immediately see
and treat you differently.

Must be nice.

You should give it a try.

A dress isn't gonna
change the fact

that my father is in
prison and my mother is...

Hey. They don't define you.

If you start to see yourself
differently, others will, too.

If people saw me
differently, I wouldn't have had

to leave North Carolina
in the first place.

That's my point. You
have to see it first.

Hard to see myself
buying dresses like this

with the minimum wage
you're giving me.

Not that I'm
ungrateful for the job.

Minimum, plus commission.
You get what you work for.

You have a fresh opportunity
right in front of you,

and you get to decide what
you're gonna do with it.

Sometimes you have to
fake it until you make it.

But you have to see
yourself differently first.

I've got a call in
a couple of minutes.

Take your time.

Now, that's a dress.

Thank you.

I haven't seen that one before.

Is that unexpected?

Actually, it is.

Not only am I here a lot,
but, well, in my line of work,

I see a lot of dresses.

Interesting.

Let me guess. Fashion designer.

Well, this
one's just arrived.

And I can't imagine a
better way for me to see it

for the first time.

Now, are you always this
on point with your fashion?

You always have to be ready.

-Mr. Hunt! -Hey.

-How was the gala?
-Like every other gala.

Well, I see you met
my cousin, Sadie.

Cousin? - Yes.

Sadie, this is Owen Hunt,
one of our regulars.

Sadie just come
in to help me out a bit.

Really? From where?

- Los Angeles. Yes, I'm...
- Huh.

I'm helping Bri with her social
media and online marketing.

-It's a pleasure to meet you.
-You, too.

Now, how long are
you gonna be in town?

Uh, we're not sure yet.

And consulting, is,
is that what you do?

Something like that.

Well, you must
be quite good at it

to afford shopping in
a store like Briana's.

Mr. Hunt, I have your order
ready right over here.

Was there anything
else you wanted to add?

Or is it just the jacket?

Let's add Sadie's dress, too.

She can wear it tonight,
when she has dinner with me.

Excuse me?

You always have to
be ready, right?

Isn't that what you said?

U-unless you're not interested
and have other plans.

Il Formaggio at 8:00.

I'll see you there.

Good.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Los Angeles? Are you kidding me?

You've never even
been there before.

I watch a lot of LA TV shows.

Well, thank you for the
quick sale on the dress.

I told you it
wouldn't last long.

-I didn't mean to... -Please...

- Don't make a habit of it.
- I won't. I promise.

But now you see my point,
that dress transformed you

into a successful
marketing consultant.

Sorry about that. I
didn't know what to say.

I'm not sure there could have
been a wrong thing to say

with the way he
was looking at you.

Look, go have fun with
Mr. Insanely Rich.

And let me know how it feels

to see yourself
differently for a night.

- Thanks for dinner.
- Thank you for joining me.

-Mm. -Oh.

Thanks.

I still can't get
over that wine.

Well, there's one more
for you to try next time

if you thought that was good.

You holdin' out on me, huh?

It's not exactly
first-date wine.

Can't say I've ever had a first
date dinner like that either.

They treated you like
royalty in there.

Yeah, they better.

I forget you're not from here.

Is that a bad thing?

No, not at all.

It's nice, actually.

Oh. Yeah.

- It's beautiful.
- Thank you.

So, what would
you like to drink?

I have a full bar and a
pretty extensive wine cellar.

I'll have whatever
you're having.

So how does Jersey
compare to Los Angeles?

Hm. Sexier men here.

I find that hard to believe.

All those actors
and muscle beach?

Sure, if you find
pretension sexy.

Everyone is so fake, hiding
behind their persona.

Yeah, but don't you
find that everywhere?

You tell me. Do I find it here?

Touche.

So, why consulting? Why not
take over the family business?

I'm not interested in
answering to my parents.

I needed to make my own way.

What about you? All
this wealth, yours?

-Or inherited? -A bit of both.

And you make this kind of
money from Il Formaggio?

Ah, I actually
own a hospitality group.

And we operate several
nightclubs, restaurants.

Oh, that's how you've seen
every designer dress ever made.

You talk a lot about money.

I find people who talk a lot
about it usually don't have it.

Or don't have a good
relationship with it.

Freud.

Well, money is one
of my best friends,

and I enjoy talking
about my friends.

This one is striking.
It's a bit forlorn.

And speaking of money,
that cost more than my car.

It's called Star-crossed Lovers.

-Hm.
-Yeah, she's an emerging artist.

I've always hated
Romeo And Juliet.

Not a romantic?

There's nothing
romantic about two kids

thinking they're in love and
then killing themselves over it.

Oh, so an expert
on romance, are we?

Hardly, but I know a
thing or two about farce.

All they had to do was tell each
other they were playing dead.

Then they could have
had their happy ending.

But it's just not Romeo And
Juliet with a happy ending.

Then thank goodness we're
not Juliet and Romeo.

This is nice.

Here.

Wow.

You were right. I
didn't come from money.

Okay.

But what does that matter?

Status is important, isn't it?

Look, my parents didn't
always have money.

And even when they did,
there was no silver spoon.

They expected me to
build from the ground up,

just like they did.

I had to fend for myself,
I had to figure out ways

to create success
and build respect.

Are they proud of
what you've built?

Ah, there's respect.

They stay out of my way.

But you, you forged your own way

and can shop on Nassau Street.

And that deserves
respect, don't you think?

You're self-made, Sadie.

I like that about you.

To making your own way
and getting to the top.

And to doing it by
your own hard work.

There's more. I'll get
the bottle. Need anything?

I'm perfect, thank you.

Hello?

- Uh... Whoa. Whoa.
- Oh...

-You okay? -Yeah.

I thought someone was there.

Well, if there is
someone there...

they're in for a show.

What a night!

Oh, wow. Yes. You look
great. How does it feel?

Mm. It's okay.

Now, that dress is fabulous.

-Where'd you get it?
-Here. Just yesterday.

And it definitely helped
make for a memorable night.

As it should have. You
look amazing in it.

-Thank you.
-Do you shop here a lot?

- Almost every day.
- Then you must know what's good.

Yes. I'm very familiar
with Briana's inventory.

She's my cousin. Are you looking
for anything in particular?

I need a dress
for a party tonight.

The latest arrivals are
on that rack over there.

So you bought this dress
yesterday and came back today?

I actually consult for the
store, I'm a brand advisor,

helping to curate the
designer selections,

and I'm their
social-media consultant.

-I'm Sadie. -Jessica.

All right, stay there.

Ah, so cute!

Send that to me.

Wow, you weren't kidding. You
really know what you're doing.

Easy when someone
models the way you do.

Oh, thank you.

Great pic. Great recommendation.

So what kind of party
are you going to?

Mayfair Club, downtown.

You can come if you want. My
friends and I have a table.

They really do it right
and celebrate Halloween

all week long.

I don't have a costume, so...

Oh, that's okay, it's not
a costume party tonight.

They save that for the weekend.

You should come, too.

It'll be super fun.

Ah, these two.

Okay.

Your total comes out to $3652.

Oh. Perfect.

Um, here's four.

Great. Let me get your change.

-All right.
-Thank you very much.

See you tonight,
10:30, at the Mayfair.

-See you there. -Bye.

Oh, and, uh, password
is Candy Corn.

Hey. Cheers, ladies.

Cheers.

Thanks so much for the invite.

Glad you came into
the shop today.

-Mm-hmm. -Yeah, me, too.

Loving the view of this
cute DJ over there.

Ooh. He is cute. You
should go for it.

No. Thank you. Not my type.

I've been with way too
many bad boys already.

Think you found a
good man this time?

Too soon to tell.

This place is really happening.

Yeah, any town with
an Ivy League school

has a great party scene.

-Are you from New York? -Mm.

I'm from pretty much everywhere.

Spent some time out west.

Had a great place in Palisades.

Vegas for a little bit.

But I'm originally
from Atlantic City.

- Where do you live?
- Oh. I, uh, live in Hopewell.

Oh, nice. And where'd
you come from?

- 'Cause I know ya not from here.
- Los Angeles.

Okay, so you know
what I'm talking about

when I say the Palisades.

-Oh, yeah.
-I swear no one ever does.

Uh,
why'd you come here?

Uh, decided it was time to
get away from my parents.

- Why? What's wrong with them?
- What's not wrong with them?

-And what do they do?
-High-end jewelry.

My absolute favorite!

I knew we
were meant to be.

That's why you can
walk in Chanel.

If I'm ever, you know, in a bind
and I need to kidnap someone

for ransom, you're my girl.

Kidding.

Oh, I love you guys so much.

Thank you for coming
and partying with me.

All right, I want to
make a toast, to us,

to having brains and beauty.

Cheers.

Ooh.

Hey, would you be a love and
get us another bottle of champs?

The service here
is so unimpressive.

-Mm, the worst. -Right?

Hey! What are you doing?

You mean right now?
Getting more champagne.

And in general,
having a good time.

You're lying all over the place.

So what? You're the one
who said to fake it.

Besides, it fits, doesn't it?

You do high-end couture, my
family does high-end jewelry.

It's one night.

Can you just play along
so we can have some fun?

Here. Just go on
and take the bottle.

My hero!

-Yes! -How'd you pay for that?

I have a tab. Oh, no,
I took care of it.

Oh, oh, thank you, love.

Okay, selfie with
our new bestie.

Oh, you want me to
take one of all of you?

- No, it's all right...
- That'd be great, thanks.

-Sure. -Ah.

Okay. Smile.

- Great. Here you go.
- Thank you.

Hey. I swear that woman has
been staring at us all night.

Really? I didn't notice.

But I'd be staring at Jessica,
too. I mean, look at her.

- Seriously, Sadie?
- Oh. It's probably nothing.

You don't even know
anything about this woman.

I feel like she's
hiding something.

So what? I'm hiding something.

Fine, but are you trying to
straighten out your life again?

-Not mess it up...
-Briana, please.

Look, I'm tired. I'm going home.

Uh, ladies, it has been a blast,
but I have an early morning.

I hope to see you all
in the store soon.

Mind my words.

Your cousin's kind
of uptight, huh?

I'm glad you're not like that.

-She doesn't go out much. -Mm.

Well, I'm glad to
have a new friend.

And I'm finally not the only one

who can pick up the tab.

-You wanna go dance? -Yes.

-Good! -Yeah.

Oh, I'm gonna use
the ladies' room.

-Hey. -What are you doing here?

Don't mess around, Jess.

You know the payment's
well past due.

How many times do
I have to tell you?

I don't owe you anything.

Whoa! -You okay?

Yeah. I just... I-I can't
believe you just did that.

I'm so sick of
jerkoffs like that.

Yeah, me, too.

Should we get back?

Uh, sorry, just
no one's ever done

anything like that
for me before.

-Are you sure you're okay?
-Yeah.

Just really grateful.

Okay, enough. Uh, more champs
and a toast to badass women.

-Okay, what's another one?
-Abs or arms?

Both.

That has to be a record.

Takes me back to middle school.

We used to play that on the bus.

Wait, no way did your parents
make you ride the bus in LA.

Why didn't they just drive you?

They traveled a lot.

The nanny made me.

-That's so rude! -Yeah.

Okay, I got a really good one.

Throat slit with a letter-opener

or a flesh-eating bacteria that
devours you from the inside-out.

They're both slow
and suffering, so...

Just always wondered.

Hello?

Yeah, I'd love to come over.

See you soon.

-Booty call?
-Something like that.

-Hey. -Hey.

You looked so perfect,
I didn't wanna wake you.

How long have you
been watching me?

Not long enough.

So I have to leave
for a business trip,

but you should stay, sleep in.

I know how tiring a
club night can be.

I'll give you the key
code, so you can lock up

when you're ready.

-When will you be back?
-Mm. Next week.

And I'd love to see
you as soon as I land.

I'd love that.

Okay. Ah...

I'm texting you the code.

The same code locks
and unlocks the house.

Got it.

I'm sad I'll miss your costume.

But I'm sure it'll be sexy.

-What? -Yeah.

-Halloween's tomorrow. Yeah.
-Right.

Yeah, it's a big
party day around here.

Mm, well, not for me,
I'll be trick-or-treating

with Bri and the kids.

Okay. Well, send me
a sexy pic anyway.

I mean, anything with
you is gonna be sexy.

Oh,
my God, stop...

Okay. Get some sleep.

I don't know,
Briana, it doesn't feel real.

First I meet Owen, and
he's too good to be true.

And then I meet
Jessica, and I feel like

she's the first person that
really gets me, you know?

Sees me for me and respects it.

-Gee, thanks.
-You know what I mean.

So it was a good
rest of your night?

The best, you know
how you were saying

I need to see me differently
and be someone new...

That's not actually what I said.

It's working.

And Jessica is someone

I can see myself
being more like.

I don't know, Sadie, I am
happy that you're so happy.

-But Jessica seems...
-Seems what?

You're gonna laugh, but I
was gonna say dangerous.

Well, yeah, her
father runs a couple of casinos

in Atlantic City, and it
seems like her childhood

was a bit troubled,
which I understand.

- It doesn't make you nervous?
- Why should it? She's my friend.

Maybe if I wasn't her
friend, I'd be a bit scared.

Speaking of Jessica,

"Costume party
tonight at Mayfair.

We've got a table. Come prepared
to go all out." Yes, please.

I thought we were pumpkin-carving
with Caleb and Cece.

Come on, they're dying to show
you their Halloween costumes.

They still can,
tomorrow, on Halloween.

I can't miss this, Briana.

It's a party with the
city's elite social circle.

I'll be able to
promote the store.

Please tell the kids I'm sorry,

but I'll be there
tomorrow to see them.

Oh, shoot. Um, that was
the last of the paper.

Do you mind grabbing some?
I'll give you the company card.

No problem.

When I get back, why
don't I close up,

so you can get home early and
have more time with the kids?

I need another drink.
You wanna come with?

Lead the way.

Hey.

Hi.

Hey, so, what's your name?

-Justin. -Hi, Justin.

I'm Jessica. This
is my friend, Sadie.

Hey, you gonna pull your
weight around here or what?

Oh.

Perfect.

I'm gonna have to keep you
close the rest of the night.

Mm-hmm.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

Oh, my God. Last call already?

Where
should we go next?

Sadie, didn't you say
you live in Hopewell?

- Yeah, but we don't wanna...
- It's, like, 15 minutes away.

Plus, I know any place of
yours is gonna be incredible.

Oh, nice pad, Sadie.

-Thanks. -Yay.

-This is so dope. -Thank you.

Welcome.

Oh. Who's Owen?

The guy I'm maybe seeing.

What, you're not
gonna answer it?

Nah.

He'll probably be upset
he's missing the party.

-I'll call him back tomorrow.
-Mm.

Oh. What?

Not interested in the
wannabe strip club?

Nope. I got the best
seat in the house.

Tsk. Oh. Sorry. Taken.

-You are? -Mm-hmm.

My friend Sadie over there
could use a little attention.

You okay there, Sadie?

-I think it was the last shot.
-Mm.

I think me and the ladies
are gonna head home.

-Thanks for the party.
-Of course.

It was so great
to meet you guys.

-And then there were three. -Hm.

And you're sure you don't
wanna go with your friends?

I don't know them. I just met
them tonight, same as you.

- I thought you were with Erin.
- Which one was Erin?

-The peacock. -Nah.

I-I think she's with the guy.

No, Adam's with Ally.

How do you know all their names?

You don't?

You know my name though, right?

Of course I do, Jacob.

Oh, my God, I'm
kidding, Justin. God.

Sure you're
okay there, sweetie?

Mm, my head is spinning.

I just need to go lay down.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

-No.
-Oh. No, it's okay. I can...

Oh, you guys look cozy.

Mm...

What time is it?

Um, it's like, it's like 4 a.m.

Sun's about to come up soon.

- Where you going?
- Bed. Oh.

Want some company?

No, thanks.

Oh, okay. I-I think you
should go help her out.

Ah...

I think she's got it.

-Yo, what-what's your problem?
-Okay.

My problem is I'm asking
you to go help my friend,

and you're saying no.

Seems like you're
pushing me on your friend

and she doesn't want me.

Right? That's crazy.

Are you calling me crazy?

A little bit. Yeah.

Oh. Oh, I see.

Now you wanna follow her
and do as you're told.

Sadie? Sadie, are you okay?

Sadie?

All right, sweetie?

Oh, there you are,
sleepyhead, I made omelets

'cause it's never too
late for breakfast, right?

-My head is pounding.
-Have some juice.

-Uh, orange or grape? -Orange.

I don't even remember
going to bed last night.

Yeah, you were a bit out of it.

I think you went at
it a little too hard.

Sadie?

Okay. First you have
some breakfast. Okay?

Sadie? Sadie?

Okay, I-I need you to back
up out of this mess, okay,

so I can clean it up.
And don't cut your foot.

Oh, Jesus!

Right.

Here.

Come on, sweetie.
Come on. Come on.

You have to eat. Okay?
It's good, I promise.

How can you eat? There's
a dead guy right there.

And he's not going anywhere.

-Well, not yet.
-What do you mean not yet?

Well, one way or another,
he can't stay there.

Either we get rid of
him, or we call the cops

and they take care of it.

How did this even happen?

You don't remember?

You killed him, Sadie.

What? No. There's
no way I did that.

Yeah, he was all over you, and
I don't know how it started

exactly, but he must have
done something to upset you,

because you got crazy angry,

and it just really escalated.

Oh, no. No.

He was with you.

Wow. You really don't remember.

Well, you were very high. See?

It was clear self-defense.
He was attacking you.

- Why didn't you do anything?
- I-I wasn't fast enough.

I mean, I was really drunk.

But, hey, you don't worry. Okay?

The cops will
totally understand.

Something like this
happening in your own home?

We can't call the cops.

-Why not? -We just can't.

My head was spinning.

Everything was fine, but
then, but then you...

He was attacking you, Sadie.
You did what you had to do.

But I...

But I, but I saw you hit him.

You're getting it
all confused, Sadie.

I was trying to get him
off of you, but you were

already swinging the
statue at his head.

- No, we can't call the cops.
- Okay.

Well, we can leave him laying in
the middle of your living room.

I think we have
to get rid of him.

No one from the party
even knows who Justin was.

No one's gonna know he was here.

Hm. There's more to you
than meets the eye, Sadie.

-Hey. Anything new? -Nothin'.

She was at Mayfair
again last night.

Entirely new
entourage, as usual,

except Williams. She was there.

- No one tried to make contact.
- Mm, that's weird.

You think somebody
tried to tip her?

Hard to say. Back
to the waiting game.

- So you excited for Halloween?
- You know it.

It's my favorite most
messed-up holiday of the year.

Trick or treat.

Maybe this is a mistake.

Maybe we should go
somewhere more isolated.

It's Halloween. It's literally
the perfect night for this.

And your idea to dump him behind
his own apartment complex,

brilliant. It'll be fine.

Fine. As soon as they're
gone, let's just hurry.

Three, two...

Okay. Ready? Three, two...

-Okay. Now what? -I don't know.

You're the brains. You tell me.

-Hey! -Run!

Oh!

Get a life!

See that?

Hers looks way more realistic.

Ah.

You don't remember?

You killed him, Sadie.

Hey, love. How are you?

-What was the emergency? -Oh.

Why don't we get coffee
first? I'll tell you after.

Jessica.

-Jessica. -What?

Fine.

Just, you know, I was
trying to stay positive

a little bit longer,
but if you insist...

"Anyone with any information
is asked to call the police."

-Well, maybe we should... -No.

You said that wasn't an option.

Besides, we knew he was
gonna be found eventually.

We just didn't know when.

It'll all be fine.
Anyway, I have a favor.

-You need a favor? -Yes.

You remember that dress you were
wearing the day that we met?

-Yes. -Can I borrow it?

What? No.

I haven't even told you why yet.

-Doesn't matter. -Why not?

Because I said no.

Wow. Some friend you are.

You know, I literally
buried a body for you.

Now, what would that make
me? You know, a-an accessory?

You can call the cops and
see what they think of it.

Hi.

It's only a dress.

Fine.

Hey, there she is.

-Hey. -Hi.

Here, come
on in. Come on in.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

It's okay.

-Hey, are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just really
glad you're back.

I got you something.

Oh. Wow. You didn't
have to do that.

Yeah.

Right.

It's from the bottle of wine
we opened on our first date.

I knew that night you were
special, so I saved it.

Oh. Owen...

I love it. Thank you.

So, you gonna open it?

-Uh, uh-huh. -Yeah.

It's
beautiful! Yeah.

I wish I
could just freeze time

and we could be
like this forever.

Yeah.

-I could get onboard with that.
-Hm.

This would be, like,
the perfect painting.

You already have that, even
though those star-crossed lovers

Romeo and Juliet are overrated.

When I was a kid, I used
to love to draw and paint.

But my parents
never saw the point.

At least, not for their son.

And my friends
thought it was stupid,

so eventually I just
stopped doing it.

But sometimes I miss it.

For me it was a
perfect way to just

extend a moment or a feeling

and remember it forever.

I don't think I ever
told anybody that before.

I'm flattered you told me.

Owen, there's something
I need to tell you.

Yeah? What is it?

I...

I've done some things
that I really regret.

And I feel like I...

Like you...

Look, there are some things
I need to tell you, too.

And I know we just barely met,
but I've never felt about anyone

the way you make me feel.

And when I was traveling this
last week, I realized it.

I missed you.

And that's just not
a normal thing to me.

And I've done some things I
know I shouldn't be proud of,

things I had to do to
get to where I am today.

So maybe whatever it is you're
scared to tell me right now,

maybe that's why I
feel so close to you.

And maybe you don't
have to tell me anything

if you're not ready to.

It's okay. There's no rush.

-Owen. -No, I understand.

Sorry. I gotta grab
this one quick.

- Hello?
- There's my girl.

- What are you up to?
- Nothing.

- Just hanging out at home.
- Perfect. I'm here.

Just about to ring the doorbell.

What? No. Don't. I'll come out.

Great.

I'm just gonna
take this outside.

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah.

I'm not getting any
reception in here.

Oh.

-Hiding something? -Kind of.

Your timing isn't great.
I've got someone over.

Ooh. Booty call. Can I meet him?

It's not like that. I was going
to break up with him, actually.

Wait. What? Why?

Tsk. I...

I-it's just not working
out. You know how it is.

I was about to tell him.

Okay. Well, then, I will
get out of your hair.

Call me after. Let
me know how it goes.

I am always here for you.

Oh.

You know what? I'm going to
book us a little getaway.

-Perfect break-up remedy.
-I don't know.

Yes. I'm doing it.
You can't say no.

Good luck.

Oh, wow. She lives.

Barely.

Must have been some
Halloween rager

that made for a
four-day hangover.

I don't wanna talk about it.

Hey, I was starting
to get worried.

I'm sorry.

I just haven't been making
the best choices lately.

I told you to be careful
of that friend of yours.

Not now, Briana.

You know, sometimes I think you
forget that I'm still your boss.

-And that I'm doing you a favor.
-I know.

And calling out for four
days is not something

I would usually tolerate
from an employee.

Well, I'm sorry.

But I'm also your cousin...

and your friend.

-I know. -You can talk to me.

There's...

There is, uh...

nothing to talk about.

-Are you sure? -Yeah, I'm sure.

By the way, do you know what
happened to the Mutiyago dress

that was on display last week?

-Which one was that?
-The white one.

I assumed you sold it.

-Oh. -Ah, there you go.

Thank you.

Still waiting on the
official autopsy report.

But the coroner said it
was a blow to the head.

Sometimes
this job really sucks.

We have to bring them in, but
I don't wanna do it too soon.

Don't think they're going
anywhere if they haven't run

already, I wanna see the

club's security footage.

Already requested it.

I'll let you know if
there's anything there.

-Thanks for the coffee. -Hm.

Hey, girl. Get in.

-Want some? -I'm okay.

How did you get that?
It's sold out everywhere.

I, I don't know.

What's wrong with you?

Okay, Sadie, I know
break-ups are hard,

but that's why we're
doing all of this. Okay?

We're gonna go have a great
night, forget all about it.

It's not about the
break-up, Jessica.

When are you going
to let this go and move on?

We made a choice, live with it.

But not like this. Okay?
This isn't any fun.

What's the point of
even keeping you around

if we aren't going to have fun?

Might as well run to the cops.

So let's lose the attitude
and have a good time.

Okay?

I booked us the best
suite in the place.

We'll party it up and
forget the break-up blues.

Good evening. How
may I help you?

-Reservation for Jessica Davis.
-Mm-hmm.

I've got you in the penthouse
suite for two nights.

-Mm-hmm. Yeah. -Great.

I just need an ID
and a credit card

to complete the booking.

I lost my ID the other night.

Can you get this?

-What? -You need to cover this.

I don't have my wallet.

-How-how much is it?
-$3979 before tax.

-Oh, that is a great deal.
-Yeah.

Do we really need this
for just the two of us?

It's not just the two of us.
I invited the whole gang.

It's $4000.

I've seen
your house, Sadie.

And that bag you're flaunting,

I know damn well
you can afford it.

But I...

Oh. Oh, I see.

You're happy to go out with
me when I'm throwing down

on the bill, but not willing
to take a turn yourself,

even though this entire weekend
is for you and your break-up.

Oh. Thanks, love. I
knew you'd come through.

See, you can't tell me
this isn't worth it.

-Wha... -Oh.

Ah... Pow!

Do you know how much
they charge for those?

Since when do you care?

I swear, Sadie, you're a
total walking contradiction.

Oh, anyway, uh, there's this guy

I'm hoping to
finally hook up with.

He's supposed to
be coming tonight.

You wanna know
the craziest part?

Sure.

His name is Justin.

How funny is that?

I really hope it's not like
a bad sign or anything.

What is wrong with you?

Nothin'. Why?

How can you be so cavalier about
it and make jokes like that?

I've been sick to my
stomach ever since.

I can't sleep at night.

I can't stop seeing him,
and seeing what we did.

It's just the guilt
eating at you.

Probably 'cause you're
the one who killed him.

You're just as guilty as I am.

Am I? You're the one
who hit him, Sadie.

- I don't think that I...
- He deserved it. Okay?

I just, I don't understand
why you're being so hard on me

for being a supportive friend.

And I offered to call the cops,
you're the one who said no.

So I helped you clean up,
and I got rid of the body,

despite my better
judgement, all to help you.

Look, I'm not even mad. I...

The truth is, I've never had
a friend like you before.

Someone who understands
me, someone I can trust.

I know after everything
we've been through,

that I can trust
you, and that's huge.

You're...

You're the first real
friend I've ever had.

Just why you're worth
doing all of this for.

Oh. It's...

No.

Ready for the
weekend of our lives?

It's me. What you got?

Absolutely nothing?

Yeah. Thanks. I'll be in touch.

-Detective Drous.
-Where'd we get that?

A friend of Caruso's
came forward with it.

Got it from him that night.

Might be the last
image of him alive.

And that painting
behind him? Original?

Can't say yet, but,
uh, we're tracing it.

When you get a hit, I
want a damn warrant.

You sure you can't give
me just 20 more minutes?

I can't. I have an
appointment with a client.

Well, what if I want
to be a client, too?

Then I'd still have to make
the appointment with this one.

Fair enough.

I almost forgot. I
got this for you.

-Oh, what's this? -You'll see.

Just something silly, really.

It's an antique. I saw
it and I couldn't resist.

And it's the perfect travel
size, so you could take it

with you on your trips.

You never know when
that desire will strike.

I know it's a little
cheesy, but...

No, no. Come here.

This is the most thoughtful
gift anyone has ever given me.

I'm glad you like it.

I know it's not the
most polished thing,

but it reminded
me of your story.

-So... -No. I love it.

Uh, listen.

I have another trip at
the end of this week,

and I was wondering
if maybe you'd like

to come with me this time?

-I'd love to. -Yeah?

-Yeah. Yeah. -Yeah?

-For ten minutes? -No...

-Fifteen? -I gotta go.

-Okay. Okay. Okay. -Okay.

Housekeeping.

Mr. Hunt?

-Yes. -I'm Detective Brown.

We have a warrant to
search the property.

Oh. Come-come on in.

Hello?

Hello. I'm trying
to reach Sadie Williams.

This is Sadie.

Sadie, I'm the hotel
manager at the Geordana,

and I'm calling to let you know
we will be charging your card

and additional $3500.

But I've already paid
the $4000 room charge.

-There must be a mistake.
-I'm sorry.

This isn't a mistake,
Ms. Williams.

The charges are for the
damages to the room.

Damages? What are
you talking about?

We take damages very seriously.

What damages? I'm
prepared to contest this.

Ma'am, let me additionally
inform you, we have

opted not to call
the police regarding

the illegal paraphernalia
we found in the room.

-Illegal paraphernalia? -Yes.

We have every right to alert the
authorities, and may be forced

to do so if you attempt
to contest the charges.

I see. That won't be
necessary. Thank you.

It's Jessica.

Busy as usual. Text me.

Shit!

I've never seen
this man before in my life,

nor have I ever heard the
name of Justin Caruso.

And how do you explain
him being in your house?

I can't.

But I was out of
town for a few days.

-Where were you?
-On a business trip.

So, what, did this guy
break into my house?

Have you noticed any locks
not working properly?

-Any broken windows? -No.

-Is anything missing? -No.

None of this makes any sense.

I think it's time for my lawyer
to join the conversation.

It's over $10,000, Sadie.

I'm sorry. I'll pay you back.

Oh, and how do you
expect to do that? Huh?

I swear, I didn't
wreck that hotel room.

No? Because that's what I said
when the hotel first called me.

But then they sent me a clip
from security footage of

you checking in, with
the company credit card!

- I can ex...
- Don't bother. You're fired!

You know, I was gracious enough
to help you turn things around,

but here you are, doing
exactly the same thing

that you've always done,
lying and stealing!

-I'm sorry, Bri, I...
-And the Mutiyago dress?

I know it was you.

It's a $7000 dress, Sadie.

I have half a mind to
call the cops on you.

-Bri...
-You know, I always knew...

That your father was
a dirty criminal.

And I always really hated
him, mostly because of you.

And I always thought that one
day you would be free from that,

from his will and his charm,

and that you could
make your own life

with your own moral compass.

Clearly, I was wrong.

You're just like him.

You don't really mean that.

I can't have you
near me or my family.

Please, get out.

Get out!

Jess.

Sorry I missed
your call. You okay?

What's up? Sadie?

I called because
the hotel's charging us

a ton for room damages.

What? We totally cleaned up.

It's not worth
crying over, Sadie.

No, it's,
it's not that. I...

I just got in a big
fight with Briana.

I had never thought
she could be so cruel,

but she said some
really hurtful things.

Okay, where are you? Do you
want me to come pick you up?

No, no. It's okay.

I just need a minute alone.

You've reached Owen
Hunt, sorry, can't make it

to the phone right now.

I hear you've been
messing with my friend.

You heard wrong.

You mess with her,
you mess with me.

Noted.

Don't you dare.

Ah!

Coming.

I said coming!

Sadie Williams?

You're under arrest for the
assault and attempted murder

of Briana Jenkins.

Wait, Briana?

You have the right
to remain silent.

Wait. What-what happened?

Anything you say can and will be

used against you
in a court of law.

I don't know how many times
I've told you already.

I didn't hurt Briana.
She is my cousin.

Are you aware that Mrs.
Jenkins was in the process

of reporting you for theft?

-I was working it out with her.
-Hm.

Does filing a police report
sound like working it out?

I'm-I'm being framed.

-Framed? -It's true.

Who would
wanna frame you?

Jessica. Jessica Davis.

This can't be happening.

Why is your name in
our system, Sadie?

That was a long time ago.

And your father,
Greg Williams...

petty theft, fraud,

robbery, larceny,

assault with a deadly
weapon, and manslaughter.

- I'm not like him.
- No one's saying you are.

But it must've been
challenging, being only 16,

when your father
killed that shop owner

in that botched robbery.

That was really
difficult, wasn't it?

I get it. My dad
was a loser, too.

A lifetime of watching
him struggle, gambling,

addiction, stealing
to keep it all going..

Only, he'd immediately
lose everything

and start the cycle over.

Watching all that,
it's not easy.

No wonder you wanted
to reinvent yourself.

I'm not like him.

And I really wanna believe
you. I really do, Sadie.

But there's somethin' else.

Do you know Owen Hunt?

I'll take that as a yes.

We have a murder linked
to Mr. Hunt's home.

Thing is, he said he was
out of town at the time.

Who besides you had access?

I didn't do any of this.

I didn't hurt my cousin.
I would never do that.

What about Justin Caruso?

I'll take it from here.

All right. Let's go.

Thanks.

Right this way.

Hey, hon.

You don't look so good. Get in.

Son of a bitch.

- You're wearing my dress?
- You loaned it to me.

Looks great, right?

What?

You didn't just expect me
to lay around the house.

- I was out when you called me.
- What the hell?

You attack my cousin and
then go out partying?

You almost killed her.

And there's still time.

Kidding. Geez.

You know, we really need
to work on your gratitude

'cause I've got a
great plan for us.

I've been building a little
nest egg. Well, big egg.

Been siphoning off daddy's
laundry for, well, forever.

And now it's time for us
to set up somewhere new.

Just have one more little thing
to do before we can leave town.

Jessica, I'm not going in there.

Don't be silly.

Jessica, what are we doing?

Don't worry.

Oh.

How do you know the code?

-Jessica. -I told you.

There's one more person we need

to take care of before we go.

Sadie, Owen. Owen, Sadie.

Oh, that's right.

You two already know each other.

But neither of you
thought to loop me in.

Jessica, what the
hell is going on?

Oof! So much anger.
Can't you lighten up?

I didn't dump a $100,000 on your
bail to have you yell at me.

Well, maybe you made a mistake
spending all that money on me.

No, I don't think so.

I couldn't leave my
best friend locked up.

And I mean that, Sadie.

You are the best
friend I have ever had.

I thought it was time to lay
everything out on the table

once and for all.

You know, I really
wish we had champagne,

but I just never got the
chance to go shopping. Tsk.

Hope you like bourbon.

Gee, I really owe you
an apology, Sadie.

The only reason I sought
you out in the first place

was 'cause of this one.

See, we have a little
bit of a history here.

Not only were we an
item for several years,

but Owen here works
for my father.

He's very upset with
you, by the way,

gettin' the cops involved in
all this Justin Caruso business.

But, hey, he won't be a
problem much longer. Hm.

Mm.

Anyway, this one
decided to dump me.

But I forgave him.

We were gonna get back
together until you showed up.

So I had to get a glimpse
of the woman he thought

was better than me.

I mean, come on, part of
it was this dress. Right?

I do think it's too good,
though, for someone who slinks

into work wearing it
the morning after.

As your friend, I have to be
honest about things like that.

I wanted to hate you.

Such a liar and a poser.

Desperate wannabe.

The truth is, you fit in.

Oh, and then she saved me
from this jerkoff in the club.

Hm. One of daddy's clients.

It was just so sweet, and I
had the perfect opportunity

to repay the gesture the
night that we partied here.

You lying piece of crap.

- You framed me.
- You're calling me the liar?

You're the one who invited
us back to your house,

but conveniently didn't mention
that it wasn't your place.

You did that all on
your own, sweetie.

You're a monster.

I didn't do anything
you didn't do, Sadie.

- But you did.
- We both omitted certain truths.

You-you know, frankly, I think
you are the bigger fraud here.

-At least I know who I am.
-A killer?

Anyone can be a killer, Sadie.
Not everyone gets away with it.

You know what?
Here's to you, Sadie.

Welcome to the club.

What club? -

The club of getting
away with murder.

You wanted to be a part of
the elite, well, here's how.

Now you get to show
your gratitude.

I bailed you out, and soon

I will be getting you
out of the country.

So, to show me your thanks,

you got to kill this
one. Click, click.

You know, to show me what a
true friend you really are.

Here's the thing, my daddy's
gonna kill him if you don't,

so it's gonna happen
either way. Go ahead.

Now, you can decide
not to kill him,

but then I'm gonna
have to kill you both.

Okay? -

Think of it this way.

Just one little thing for me,
and you're in the club forever.

Isn't that what you want, Sadie?

Now, make it quick. We
have a plane to catch.

I really had fun with you, Owen.

But I have to go with Jessica.

Remember what I said
about Romeo and Juliet?

There was never a way for them
to have their happy ending.

Oh, my God.
You actually did it.

Run! -

Someone's coming. Let's
go through the garage.

Go.

It's over, Davis.

-Put your hands up.
-Shoot her, Sadie.

- You're under arrest.
- No, no. I didn't do anything.

She's the one who killed
Owen, not me. I'm innocent.

You traitorous, lying piece
of trash! How could you?

Like you said, I'm
a liar and a poser,

and really good at it.

-I'm sorry. -I'll live.

But up until you
said that bit about

Romeo and Juliet, I wasn't sure.

I told you, all
they had to do was

tell each other about
the playing dead.

So maybe there's a
chance for our happy ending?

Maybe. - Williams.

Hm?

-I-I'll be right behind you.
-Yeah.

Great job, Ms. Williams.

Truly impressive.

Pleasure working together.

You've reached
Owen Hunt, sorry I can't

make this call right now.

Now, as promised, you
won't be charged with accessory

in Justin's case.

Thank you for helping
us bring down Davis.

And with a recorded
confession, no less.

Sorry for
the interrogation.

When Gloria first mentioned
that she wanted to use you

as our insider, I
wasn't convinced.

We needed someone
that Davis trusted.

At the club, I watched how
she connected with you.

I'd never seen that before.

And then you became
her sidekick,

something she's
never had before.

I knew you'd be the best way in.

And now that we have Jessica,
we can go after her father.

Hm.

You made it! Oh, my God!

I told you, you didn't
have to come back yet.

Mm, I've been away long enough.

Doctor says I'm
cleared for light duty.

Okay.

I'm sorry about what happened.

I really tried to
keep you out of it.

I told you Jessica was bad news.

I know. I know.

She became my ticket to freedom,
but I couldn't tell anyone.

What you did was
extremely dangerous

and very impressive.

Thank you. - And Owen?

He's recovering. Dad taught me
a lot about non-fatal wounds.

I guess not everything I learned
from him was completely useless.

I'm sorry about those
things I said about him.

-And you. -It's okay.

I'm sorry I ruined the Mutiyago
dress and had to lie about it.

Yeah. You owe me.

I do.

-How did you...
-I told you I'd cover it.

Besides, someone with
some extra cash to spare

wanted to thank me
for saving his life.

Well, for not
actually killing him.

So I called in a favor.

I appreciate it.

- But you're still fired.
- Probably for the best.

So what now?

I don't know.

Gloria asked if I ever
considered police work.

Uh-uh.

I guess I still have some
things to figure out.

And, for now, I'm
completely fine with that.

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