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So I got some great news
from LaFrey this morning.

Any guesses?

I'll give you a hint.

Take my wife, please.

-What are you doing?
-Be... What?

This is why you're not allowed
to take weapons in the field.

Anyway, I'm gonna get to see
my wife soon.

She's being transferred
to a nearby mental facility.

-How do you think that's
gonna go? -What do you mean?

Great. It's gonna be...

intense, but it-it'll be,
it'll be...

it'll be great. What about you,
though? I just realized,

you know, I'm always talking
about my love life,

but I've never once had the
chance to ask you about yours.

Do you have a girlfriend?

Have you ever been married?

Have you ever been in love?

Just so you know, this isn't
gonna stop, Leroy.

My last girlfriend, Tanya,
and I were together for a while.

We broke up a few years ago and
I haven't dated much since.

Have you tried getting
back together?

What? No.

Anyways, all she ever wanted
to do was karaoke.

Like, every weekend.

And she always sang the same
song, "Walking in Memphis."

-This song?
-* Put on my

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
-* Blue suede shoes

I-I totally remember this. Uh...

* And I boarded the plane

-You all right?
-* Touched down

-Leroy? -* In the land
of the Delta Blues... *

Hello?

Leroy!

Dude, what is wrong with you?

What?

Snap out of it, man.

Turn that song off.

-You're like in a trance or
something. -(machinery whirs)

Anyway, she just got engaged;
it's on her Facebook.

Oh, man. I'm sorry.

(scoffs) Dude,
I could care less.

Oh, man.

Gross. Beginner's luck.

So sorry.

*

LaFREY: Listen up.

A man's body was just found

at a resort in Tampa
called Whispers.

Ooh, Whispers. I wonder what
they're whispering about.

I bet it's like,
"Want to see my butt?"

-Deesh.
-LaFREY: His autopsy revealed

something strange.

His heart was missing,
but there was no incision.

Do you have any suspects?

Yes. Keith Jorgensen,

the photographer
at the resort.

Now, there was a similar murder

six years ago
at a resort in Hawaii.

Keith Jorgensen was also
living there at the time,

but he was working as a surgeon.

Who would leave Hawaii
to go to Florida?

Florida's for people who
don't know about Hawaii.

I don't know.
It sounds like a guy

who wanted to follow
his passion.

Someone who's sick and tired
of being told

what he should do with his life.

Somebody who stood up
and said...

"I-I love me."

-Or a skilled organ thief. -I'm
switching my guess to Leroy's.

Well, hold on now.
Th-there was no incision.

So I think we have to at least
be open to the possibility

that this could be
something bigger.

Which is exactly why
it's your job to figure it out.

Let's get to work.

BARRY:
Oh, Trip Advisor says that

the guacamole making class at
Whispers is a "must do."

Leroy, write that down.

No. We won't be doing that.

*

Hey, Leroy, it's me.

Just kidding, man, it's me.

-What's that?
-Uh, this?

It's just an old bachelor party
tradition.

-Bachelor party?
-That's right.

Listen. Our cover story

is my bachelor party.

You know bachelor parties
are usually, like, 12 dudes.

Not true. See, my actual
bachelor party

was just me and my friend Rory.

I mean, he did end up

having to cancel
at the last minute,

and I went by myself,
but it's nothing.

You had a solo bachelor party?

Hey, Leroy. You know what?

Since my lady is coming back,
we should find someone for you.

-No, I'm good.
-I'm serious, man. Come on.

Hey, what about her?

The lady with her husband
and toddler?

Yeah.

No.

All right. Just getting used
to your taste here.

Hey. Look at her.

She's a cop.

She's probably here
on the same case.

She like, "Hey, I like
to solve crimes."

And you can be like, "Yeah.
I like to solve crimes, too."

And then you, like,
lick each other's faces.

I'd rather just focus
on the case.

Welcome to Whispers.
Checking in?

Yes. Uh, reservation under
"Bachelor."

We're the bachelor party.

That's not only my name,
Mitch Bachelor,

but we're also here
for my bachelor party.

-Sounds fun.
-LEROY: No, it doesn't.

Oh. Also, we, uh, booked a photo
session. I think with Keith?

And, uh, how many guys should
I say are coming? 12? 14?

No, just us.

-Is there a problem?
-No.

I've been using this new, uh,
coconut oil,

and my hands feel like
an ancient river pebble.

-Here, have a touch.
-Ew. No.

It hasn't even absorbed yet.
You're dripping.

LaFREY: I have an assignment
for you two.

I need surveillance

on a very important target, and
I need it to be kept discreet.

ANNIE:
Isn't this your daughter?

Shannon turned 13
and suddenly thinks

that she can outsmart
her mother.

Well, I am going to show her
that she is sorely mistaken.

Yeah, because you can't
outsmart mothers.

Mothers are the smartest.

Last night,

without warning, I was blocked

from all social media.

Her last post was
"#DougO'Clock."

I need to know what that means.

Who is Doug?

What the hell is Doug O'Clock?

And what exactly happens
at that time?

Good luck.

(sighs)

Can't believe you bought me
a linen outfit.

I don't like
when my clothes billow.

Yeah, but it looks great.

-I might as well be wearing
the wind. -MAN: Hey, guys.

I'm Keith. And you are the
Bachelor bachelor party?

That's right.
I'm Mitch Bachelor and this...

is Tito.

Hey. I'm Tito.

So I don't know
if they told you,

but I shoot everything on film.

I'm a bit of a formalist,

so none of this digital crap.

So what are we thinking here?

Oh, uh, I don't know.
I guess I was just thinking

some regular old
friends hanging out

-at bachelor party poses.
-Right.

Right. And is the rest of
the group coming, or...

No. No, it's just us.
Me and Teets.

Huh. Well, this is
gonna be gorgeous.

Let's, uh, let's get into it.

-Yeah, let's get loose.
-Loosey-goosey.

Holding a cold one. Yeah. Oh,
yeah, yeah. There we go.

-Hold a cold one. Yeah.
-(mimics can opening)

How about some surfing? Ooh, I
got a couple of goofballs

-on my hands. -LEROY: Max,
I'm gonna kill you.

-No, there goes a shark.
-KEITH: Uh-oh. -Oh!

-Careful. We're gonna need
a bigger surfboard. -Oh, no.

Oh, are you guys feeling
like rock and rollers?

-Yeah. Coldplay in the house.
(laughs) -Yeah.

Hey, Keith. Uh, you always
been a photographer, or...

Uh, no. Actually, you know,
I used to do something else.

Back in Hawaii
I was just a surgeon.

Wonder who would give up
being a doctor

to be a resort photographer?
Just curious.

Well, I would, when I realized
that photography was my passion.

Now, uh... Ooh, that's great.
How about this?

Jump up in the air
and high-five each other.

There we go. Uh-oh.
(laughs)

-So Tampa's a big change
from Hawaii. -Yeah.

You running from somebody?

Uh...

Think I got everything I need.
Thanks, guys.

Hey, Keith. Where were you
last Wednesday night?

I was in a session.
You can pick up

your photos tomorrow
at the concierge.

Hey, wait a sec.

Whoa. I had a bunch more poses
I wanted to try, too.

WOMAN:
Once your avocado

is nice and smooth,
it's time to season the guac,

and this is where you can have
a little fun personalizing it.

I checked the surveillance tape.
Keith lied to us.

There was
no photo shoot on Wednesday.

Okay, just keep your voice down.

-We can't talk about that here.
-I agree,

but since you made us come here,
I'm gonna talk about it.

I didn't make us.
I mean, we had to.

It's part of the package.

Believe me, I didn't want
to be here, either.

-You going hot-medium
or medium-mild? -Like, normal.

'Cause I was thinking
about going hot-medium,

but if that's out of your range,
I am happy to go medium-mild.

Just do me a favor and
don't go hot-hot, 'cause then,

-I can't even try it.
-(siren blares, horn honks)

What is that?

(police radio chatter)

Don't disappear
in case we need you.

-Whoa. It's a body.
-Hey.

-There's your cop. Let's go talk
to her. -Wait. Max!

-Hey, uh, so, what's the story
with the vic? -Back up. This is

-an active crime scene. Behind
the yellow tape, please. -Oh.

-Thanks. -It's actually okay.
My friend here's a cop.

LAPD. And I'm a courtroom
sketch artist,

so I know a lot about murders
and stuff, so it's no biggie.

Well, I got to get back
to the crime scene,

but if I, uh... if I need
a caricature of myself

in a mermaid costume, I'll...
I'll come find you guys.

Whatever.

Oh, my God, Leroy, look.

LEROY:
Damn, that's Keith.

MAX:
How are we gonna get our photos?

Okay, so, Keith wasn't our guy,

but, obviously, he knows
something about the murders.

Enough to get him killed.

We need to find out
what he knew.

Yeah, but first, uh,

why don't we take
a chardonnay break?

Huh? You deserve it.

Uh, Officer?
Or Natalie, is it?

Boy, crazy murder today, huh?

I told you, I-I can't talk
about an investigation

with a civilian.

Okay, well, then, why don't the
three of us just grab a drink,

and we'll talk about
your boyfriend, or-or husband?

-Sorry. Which is it?
-Not super subtle, is he?

Honestly,
I just met him at the airport,

and now he follows me around.

All right. One drink.

Great! Yeah.

We'd love to join you.

Except for me.

I'm very sick.

-(laughs)
-Sorry about that.

So do you always need

someone else
to do the talking for you?

(scoffs)
No, no. No, no, no, no.

Believe me, I can be incredibly
charming if I so choose.

You're lucky I let you sit down.

No. Oh, I know.

(clinking)

Oh, these are nice.

-(Natalie laughs) -MAX: I mean,
what is the purpose of this?

Like, why would he want this?

I don't know. It's kind of fun.
I'm with him.

-What?
-Yeah. Why not?

-Oh, you sellin' me out already?
-You should get one.

-Ugh. I don't think so.
-(laughing)

Uh, Bali.

Hawaii.

Tampa.

(light buzzes)

LEROY:
Hey,

what happened out there
with that body anyway?

I heard
they found a guy here last week

-with his heart missing.
-Yeah. Ugh.

Same thing.
Heart gone, no scar.

It's the Sumerian symbol
for smoke.

It is often used
in stories of a demon

who takes different forms.

Do you have a balcony
in your room?

Maybe we just
have another drink?

Stare out at the ocean?

Personally,
I find the ocean disgusting.

BARRY: She seduces men
by putting them in

a hypnotic trance state,
and then

absorbing their life force.

Like stealing their hearts?

No. Maybe.

I will have another drink,
though.

-Yeah?
-Mm-hmm.

Leroy!

My friend...
My... my friend that was there--

do-do you know where he is is?

Oh, he just left.
He was with a woman.

Yeah. Where did they go?

I don't know,

but when they left,
they were tipsy.

Do you still want
the waiters to sing

"Happy Bachelor Party"
when they bring the churros out?

That is so not important
right now!

But, yes, we will be back
for the churros later,

and we definitely want
that song, okay?

-Yes.
-Thank you so much!

I mean, we are some of
the most highly-trained agents

at the Bureau, and we are

-babysitting two teenagers
on a date. -Oh, come on.

What's more important than
the mission of a mother's love?

I know my four mothers would
have done anything for me.

-You have four mothers?
-Yeah. Mom, Mum, Mommy and Lynn.

It's a long story.
It involves a few remarriages

and a whole bunch of lesbians.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's happening?

Oh, uh, which one is Shannon?

I don't know.
I didn't see them enter.

-I was arguing with you!
-Well, what's happening?

-Which one do I follow? Where
is she? -LaFREY: All right, what

-is the latest? -Everything's
great. What's new with you?

What's your weekend look like?

Where is she?

Where is she?

(Natalie sighs)

Uh...

Hold up one second.

(grunts softly)

(Natalie sighs)

Leroy? Leroy,
I need to talk to you!

LEROY:
Sock on the door, Max.

-Sock on the door!
-Come on!

Uh, room service!

We didn't order it.

-Hi! -Hi, folks. I'm not crazy.
There's a succubus next door.

Oh, and you really should try
the guacamole class.

It's terrific.

(Max grunting)

Oh, my God! Leroy!

-Leroy, listen to me.
-(Natalie gasps)

-She is a succubus.
-(Natalie gasping)

Okay? She's going
to draw you in,

she's going to seduce you,

and she's going
to take your heart

out of your body.

Max, what are you doing?
Didn't you see the sock?!

No. Leroy, you need to listen
to me. She is going to kill you.

Are you listening to yourself?
You sound ridiculous.

All of the killers are the
same woman. She changes shape,

but the tattoo stays the same.
Let me see your tattoos.

-What? These?
-Yes. Those.

-Ugh.
-Check these out. Leroy, look.

-Max, would you get off of her.
-Where did you get these?

-Get away from her!
-Where did you get these?

I got them when I was
on spring break 15 years ago.

-You're a liar. She is lying
right now. -I'm not.

-Max, that's enough. -So many
girls had these tattoos.

I saw them on
Blake Lively's blog.

I think they're Chinese--

I don't even know
what they mean.

No, no, no. They're Sumerian
for "smoke." I saw it.

Down in Keith's room,
he has a whole roomful

of evidence.

Keith Jorgensen

was a recovering
drug addict.

Why do you think

he had to stop
being a surgeon?

Because photography
was his passion?

(sighs)

Listen, I...
I think I should go.

-This is... this is...
-No. No, no, no.

You should stay.

Max...

-you were just leaving, right?
-Yeah.

I'm sorry.
(laughs softly)

I'm sorry, you guys.

LEROY:
What is wrong with you?

*

Hold on. You know...

it just occurred to me...

Blake Lively's blog,
I mean, didn't start till 2014.

LEROY:
Why would you know that?

(whooshing)

(deep, distorted):
You just couldn't leave.

Leroy, look.

Leroy, look! Look!

Look! Leroy!

Kill Max.

Leroy? Leroy!

Kill him now.

(deep, distorted):
I should kill Max.

Wait.

What are you...

what are you doing?

Leroy, she...

she's got you...

under a spell.

Leroy...

Uh... Leroy...

you have to wake up.

(gasps)

* Put on my blue suede shoes

* And I

* Boarded a plane

* Touched down

* In the land
of the Delta Blues *

* In the middle
of the pouring rain... *

(deep, distorted):
* W.C. Handy

* Won't you look down
over me *

-That's right.
-BOTH: * Yeah, I got

-* a first class ticket
-Yeah, yeah.

* But I'm as blue
as a boy can be *

* Then I'm walking in Memphis

* Walking with my feet
ten feet off of Beale *

* Walking in Memphis

* But do I really feel

* The way I feel...

Whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa!

(grunting)

(yells)

(stabs)
Aah!

(screaming)

(gasping breaths)

(deep, distorted grunts)

(succubus screams)

(wooden stick clatters
on street)

LEROY:
Where the hell did she go?

We are so, so sorry-- we did
not mean to lose your daughter.

And it's so unlikely
she'd be dead by now.

I don't want to hear it.
I just wa...

Hello, Mother.

Did you and your flunkies

have a fun time
stalking me today?

I had no idea what
we were dealing with.

Do you really have
no respect for me?

-Well...
-Listen, Shannon.

When I was in the ninth grade,

I ran away to Nicaragua
for five days,

and my mom didn't even notice,

'cause she was busy
throwing herself

a week-long birthday party.

She called it Bitsy's Bash.

and the theme...
was cocaine.

Look, I am sorry that

we were spying on you today.

But you need to realize
how lucky you are.

Your mom only did this
because she loves you.

I just wanted to know
who Doug O'Clock was.

I mean, is that
your boyfriend, or...

What? No.
We call him Doug O'Clock

because he wears
an actual wristwatch

like a throwback old person.

Oh. Old people are so lame.

Look, I...
I'm sorry, sweetie,

I guess I'm just gonna have
to learn to trust you more.

Please don't shut me out.

Well, I guess I can
let you in on some stuff.

-But just boys and school.
-Okay.

Not horrible stuff
Dad says about you.

Okay.

*

(mouths)

You're welcome.

LEROY:
I think you might have kicked

the lady off the balcony.

MAX:
It was a succubus,

not a lady.
It wasn't a lady.

(panting):
Um...

just got a call
from St. Mary's.

What's that?

It's your wife.

You can see her now.

(sighs)

Leroy, listen, I haven't
exactly been honest with you

(whispers):
about, uh, my wife and stuff.

Things weren't exactly...

great between us
when she disappeared.

So...

I don't really know
what I'm walking into here.

And then I just...

I-I had to tell you that
for some reason.

(sighs)

Actually, I...

wasn't completely honest
with you, either.

-About Tanya.
-Huh?

Truth is, I loved her.

So I proposed.

But she said no.

Oh, dude.

It gets worse.

I did it at Dodger Stadium.

On the jumbotron.

Oh, wow.

And the jumbotron guy...

he wouldn't cut away,
he just...

just hung there on me,
just... sobbing.

Oh, geez.

Ended up going viral,
they put techno music under it.

(softly):
Of course they did.

-I think I remember that one.
-Yeah.

But I don't regret...

being in love with her.

I don't regret
asking her to marry me.

I do regret hiding the ring
in the chili dog.

Of course.

Max Jennifer?

She's ready.

Hi, uh, Claire.

Hi. Hey.

Oh, my God.

I feel like I've...

-I have, uh, so much...
-Yeah.

-Yeah. This is weird.
-I want to s... Yeah.

It'd be nice...
if we had, like,

(whispers):
some privacy, maybe.

-Yeah.
-Do you think?

Yeah, hey, uh...

sorry, do you...
would you mind, uh,

giving us a couple
of minutes?

I'll be right outside.

(door opens)

Seems like a barrel of laughs.

-(door closes)
-Yeah. He's the nicer one.

(clears throat)

Listen, I-I don't
want to rush you

or anything, but...

I have to know--
what happened that night?

Because, for me, it was just,
like, this flash of light,

and-and then I woke up
hours later.

I have to know.

Mm.

Were you... abducted?

Do not look for me.

What?

(intro to "Walking in Memphis"
playing)

* Then I'm walking in Memphis

* I was walking with my feet
ten feet off of Beale *

* Walking in Memphis...

* But do I really...

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