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[poignant music]

- Water looks like a bathtub and I just wanna jump in.

There it is, paradise.

And just a two-hour ferry ride from Miami.

In my last post I talked about travel burnout

and how it's real AF. I think this is my place,

you know, to slow down, maybe teach some yoga,

and really get grounded before I head down to South America.

- We'll see. And hopefully I'll find a job.

From what I hear, the tips are pretty great.

Yeah, I've heard some stories.

A friend of a friend got third degree burns

doing vodka fire poi at some beach party.

She fell four stories? Was she okay?

Sorry, dumb question.

[♪]

[man on speaker] Arriving at Fang Key.

Welcome to the island. Enjoy your visit.

[heartfelt music]

- Can I get you a cup of coffee, glass of water?

- No, thank you. [sniffles]

[clears throat]

- Do you need a minute?

- I'll be okay, thanks.

[clears throat]

- The damage being what it was,

we couldn't match dental records,

but her wallet washed up on the same beach.

[heartfelt music]

- It's her.

- I'm sorry.

- I ripped her for that tacky butterfly tattoo in high school.

[scoffs] I'd recognize it anywhere.

- We appreciate you coming at short notice.

Hmm, you beat the coroner by two days.

[clears throat]

Considering the location, we think she was tombstoning

from the cliffs around Wrecker's Beach.

After the autopsy, you can take the body--

- Tombstoning?

Yeah, that doesn't sound like something

my sister would do in her right mind.

Why would she have her wallet?

- I don't know.

And to be frank,

substances are often behind these kinds of tragedies.

- No, she was pretty much teetotal.

Are they doing a toxicology report?

- Of course.

But considering how long she was in the water,

I'm not sure we can get that data for you.

- Uh, did anyone see her?

- No one's come forward.

At least not yet.

- Um, I noticed a new tattoo on her thigh.

[ominous music]

Do you think it could be relevant?

- Hard to tell.

But we'll look into it, of course.

I can't imagine how painful this must be.

I am very sorry for your loss.

- Thank you, Detective.

[ominous music]

[phone vibrates]

I'm so sorry, Mom.

[sniffling] I tried to prepare myself but...

- Me too. Didn't make much of a difference.

They said she was cliff diving or something.

[sniffles]

- But she was terrified of heights.

- Maybe there was a side of her we didn't know.

[scoffs]

- Do you really believe that?

- No. I don't.

[inhales and exhales deeply]

[sniffles]

I think we're missing something.

She had a new tattoo.

- She promised me she'd sworn them off after high school.

[chuckles] Also after that trip to Thailand.

Oh, honey.

[both sobbing]

- I just, I can't believe she's gone.

[sobbing]

Love you.

Bye.

[ominous music]

[indistinct chatter]

- Welcome.

- Hi, I'm-- - Mel Dale.

You're Georgia's sister. Please, come in.

You can just leave that right there.

Georgia was an amazing person and an unbelievable friend.

I'm sorry, introductions. I'm Paula, I run the place.

Uh, Keaton, here, is the owner. Anything you need, just ask.

- Feel free to stay as long as you need.

And the room is on us.

- Wow, thank you. That's very kind.

- I expect you're exhausted.

But I do have some of Georgia's things to go through,

whenever you're ready. - Can we see them now?

- Absolutely. Just follow me.

We were stranded. I was panicking,

but she was unfazed.

Delighted, even.

She used that to fashion a bed.

And we camped out under the stars.

One of the best night's sleep I can remember.

Anyway, she was one of a kind.

A true free spirit.

[exhales deeply]

- We were close growing up, but complete opposites.

I was so serious.

My mom knew I'd be a lawyer by age eight.

Georgia...

[sniffles] she was the dreamy one.

Always dancing to her own beat.

Just wish I traveled with her when I had the chance

instead of throwing myself into work.

Her passport, it isn't here.

Neither is her phone.

- Maybe she took them with her.

- Who takes a passport to cliff jump?

- That's so strange.

- How was she before she died?

- Last few weeks, she'd been distant.

I mean, besides the classes she taught here,

we hardly ever saw each other.

I just got the sense that she was holding something back.

She stopped inviting me out and I figured

she just thought I wouldn't approve.

- Approve of what?

- Her partying.

And it's true, I was worried.

- No, that doesn't sound like my sister, not at all.

- Yeah, well this place has a dark underbelly

despite all the kumbayah-ing.

I've seen a lot of good people lose themselves.

I just...

I wish I'd checked in on her more.

- She was so good at keeping in touch.

And then, the last few weeks, she just stopped calling.

[sniffles]

I should've checked in.

Come here even.

Maybe it could've--

- We should try not to think

of all the ways that we could have saved her.

It's torture.

And it solves nothing.

You know, Keaton and I,

we're trying to start a crisis center here on the island.

Georgia's not the first to not make it home.

But I really want her to be the last.

I'm sorry.

I feel silly for getting like this.

I... you've lost a sister

and I can't even imagine what that has to feel like.

- It seems like you lost a sister, too.

[intriguing music]

- Practicing meditation.

It's been so helpful in grounding

and in rooting my meditative practices.

Um, yeah, I would really recommend

kinda finding something new in your daily life

that can help you feel

more grounded and rooted where you're at.

This is my friend, Faye.

Fang Key forever!

- Fang Key forever!

[intriguing music]

[rhythmic music]

- Hi. Can I help you?

- Are you open? I just wanted a beer.

- Yeah, of course.

Mind if I join you? It's been a slow night.

- Sure.

- I'm Jever. - Mel.

[Jever] Hope you don't mind domestic?

Cheers.

- How you liking our little corner of paradise?

- I suppose it's nice in an abstract sense.

- You on vacation or what?

- Uh, I've come to bring someone home.

- Georgia.

- You knew my sister?

- She was a friend of mine.

What happened to her is terrible.

- I saw her today.

Well, her body, anyway.

- I'm so sorry.

- I've gotta ask uh,

was she acting strange before she died, I mean?

- To be honest, I hadn't seen her in a while.

Sorta just stopped coming by.

Figured she'd left town without saying anything.

Didn't seem her style,

but then again, neither did tombstoning.

- Yeah, she stopped calling us too.

Apparently she was hitting the party scene here.

- No way. Always had her pegged as a spiritual journey type.

- See, that's the Georgia I knew.

Always trying to get my mom and me to meditate

or go plant based.

- Yeah. She tried that one on me, too.

Don't think I ever saw anybody quite glow with health,

the way she did.

It was uh... - Annoying.

[chuckles] - I was gonna say inspiring.

- I miss her.

- Yeah, me too.

[seagulls squawking]

[Mel] Hey.

I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Mel.

- Kaya.

- My sister's body was found on this beach four days ago.

I don't know if you saw anything?

- I mean, I saw them bring her in.

- Did um... anyone see her do it?

- No. Usually cliff jumpers go in groups,

so I guess someone did.

Unless she had a death wish.

- Her phone is still missing

and her passport and stuff, so just in case you've--

- We haven't. But if we do, I'll be sure to hand it over.

She was wearing a swimsuit.

- Swimsuit. They found her wallet.

- The locals say this beach is haunted.

I think they're on to something.

- Thank you.

[intriguing music]

The delay could have knock on effects if they countersue.

Sorry, Calvin, I didn't get that.

There's a waterfall in this lobby.

Sure, I'll get the contract written up.

N-no, sorry, I don't know when I'll be back in Chicago.

I can bring her body back after the autopsy,

though I'm not totally sure about the process.

Of course I'll keep you in the loop.

Sorry, Calvin, the connection's awful.

Uh, I'll check back in later.

- Mel, you're not working, are you?

- A little. Crazy busy time.

- I'm so glad I left the rat race.

What'd you get up to last night?

- Uh, just grabbed a beer at Good Vibes Beach.

- Jever's place?

- You know him?

- It is an island, sweetie. Everyone knows everyone.

Let's just say Jever's not my favorite.

I'm not a snitch but

he's got some less than legal side hustles going on.

- He said he was friends with Georgia.

[scoffs] - He wishes.

Anyway, you deserve a break.

If you're feeling up to it, Keaton and I are putting on

that fundraiser for the crisis center.

[chuckles] - Sure.

[heavy music]

[seagull squawking]

[classical music]

Um, is my outfit all right?

Uh, I don't really know what people wear to these things.

- You are stunning.

The outfit is... nice.

It's a little business like. Try this.

I suspect it was a little busy on me anyway.

There.

Now you're on the money.

[piano music]

uh, looks like I need to do a little bit of housekeeping.

Go grab a drink. I'll come find you, ASAP.

[security walkie-talkie]

[intriguing music]

- Hi, Mel. Enjoying yourself?

- Yes, thank you for having me.

- Paula was telling me that you're a lawyer.

- Property.

- Interesting.

You know, we might be looking for someone like you.

- For the Wayward?

- Among others.

- Oh, Keaton's being very modest.

He's heir to the Carlton hotel chain.

- 241 locations and counting,

so I'm always on the lookout for good people.

- And you know, I do have to say,

you are a pretty decent boss.

- Oh, well, the secret to running

any successful business is to hire kind, smart people.

[clicks tongue then sighs]

And to let them do their thing.

[clicks tongue] - And that is my cue.

[ring clinking on glass]

Welcome, friends, old and new.

You know, when I came to Fang Key over a decade ago,

I knew I had found my home.

The community here embraced me

and so many other wandering souls.

But the problem with us wanderers is we can get lost.

The recent tragic death of our friend, Georgia Dale

is the latest in a line of tragedies

that could have been prevented with early intervention.

We need to create a healthier island.

We need to reclaim Fang Key

as a powerful place for healing, transformation, and growth.

Tonight, you have helped us raise nearly $1,000,000

that's going to go towards establishing

a desperately needed crisis center,

right here in our community.

[clapping]

Keaton Calson has generously offered

to match your donations.

So, that means tonight, we have made...

...seven... - Oh, round it up.

Call it $2,000,000!

[Paula laughs]

[guests clap]

[somber music]

- Hey, uh, can I talk to you for a second?

- Sure. Everything okay?

- I found this outside the bathroom.

- What's this for?

- I don't know, but it's the same exact symbol

as Georgia's new tattoo.

- Oh, sweetie.

- You don't think it's weird?

- It does seem odd.

- I'm sorry, I don't mean to bring the mood down.

I should go.

- Girl, please, I am in awe of how strong you're being.

Here, let me get you a car.

- Okay.

[heavy music]

[driver] Here you are. Your hotel's across the road.

[Mel] Thanks.

[tires screech] [gasps]

[panting]

[somber music]

- The results were limited.

Their conclusion was that this was an unfortunate accident.

- So, that's it?

- Of course, you're welcome to arrange another autopsy.

- We did have an anonymous tip.

Someone saw a cliff diver around 1 a.m. on Tuesday.

A few days before Georgia was found.

- So, you don't think this could be someone who, say, pushed her?

- It's plausible but we don't have a motive.

[sighs]

What's this?

- The logo.

Same as Georgia's newest tattoo.

- Thank you for bringing this to us.

We'll uh, we'll follow it up.

- Also, I think someone's been following me.

Last night, I nearly got run over outside of the hostel.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

We have a huge problem with drinking and driving.

- No, it wasn't an accident.

- Yeah, well I know Paula has cameras up,

okay. We'll look into it.

- Thanks.

- Let me walk you out.

Mel, I can imagine that

Fang Key is the last place you wanna be right now.

And I know how incredibly hard this is to deal with.

But asking questions where there's no answers

is not going to help you bring Georgia back.

Some of the people you've been talking to

are not the most reliable of sources.

We need to act on the evidence.

- So what, that's it? Case closed?

- No, not closed.

If anything else strange happens, please call us.

But my advice to you is to take Georgia home

so that you and your mother can focus on grieving.

- Thank you, Detective.

No, no one seems to know who she was with

and the police just wanna go with autopsy.

[Alice] Who else have you spoken to?

- Paula and this guy Jever.

Said he was friends with Georgia.

He runs this dive, the Good Vibes Beach Bar.

- That doesn't sound like Georgia's kinda place.

- I guess not.

I think we should get a second opinion.

Maybe arrange an independent autopsy.

- And what if that doesn't give us answers?

- Then at least we tried, Mom.

- Mel, we'll try, of course we will,

but whatever we discover, we're gonna--

- I agree with you, Mom,

but something just doesn't feel right.

The partying, the tombstoning, Georgia suddenly going quiet.

Her wallet washing up

but her passport and phone are nowhere to be found?

Mom, can I call you back?

[suspenseful music]

[intriguing music]

- Mel.

- Jever? - How you been?

- I don't know how to answer that.

- Fair enough.

Well, an easier question, perhaps.

Wanna hang out?

- Sure.

Thanks.

- Everything okay?

- I don't know. Um...

the police are telling me to go home

and stop looking for answers but...

I think someone is trying to stop me from finding out

what happened to Georgia.

I feel like I'm going crazy.

Am I?

- You know, the last time I saw Georgia,

it was kind of a weird situation.

We had tickets to this reiki workshop.

It was May the 13th and she just ghosted me.

No text, nothing.

Later that day, I'm out on the boat and I passed this yacht,

and I swear I saw her on the deck.

Figured she made better plans and felt bad about bailing.

Either way, I never heard from her again.

- Did you tell Detective Merly?

- You mean Alex? No. No.

- Paula mentioned you have some kind of side hustle.

- Yeah, she would say that.

The big hustle is bulk buying groceries on the mainland

and selling them on to locals

who can't afford the tourist prices.

And in my experience, Alex is way more concerned

with catching me than figuring out what happened to Georgia.

What's that?

- Uh.

Have you seen this before?

- Is that an infinity loop?

- No, but this specific one.

It's the same as Georgia's last tattoo.

- I don't remember, if I'm honest.

- Well, I messaged the number.

They're recruiting for some kind of establishment

but they want a selfie before they share any more details.

Have you heard of it?

[birds chirping]

- Hey. Nice seeing you again.

These are cute.

- Thanks. Five bucks each or three for $12.

- Okay. Um...

- Did you know her?

- Faye?

Sure. I mean,

everyone knows everyone around here.

Yeah, that's her.

Sweet girl but seemed kinda lost.

Then again, who am I to judge?

She worked at Slicks, as a dancer.

[sighs] - Uh, okay.

Do you know who she used to hang out with?

- Creeps, probably.

Slicks is hardly family-friendly.

She went missing a month ago.

Girls like that, like me,

no one cares to look for.

- See you around? Thanks.

[intriguing music]

Hi, I'm Melanie Dale, Georgia's sister.

It comes with great sadness that I share the news of her passing.

According to the coroner, she drowned after cliff jumping.

Georgia had a new tattoo, a triple infinity loop

that I've seen multiple times since arriving on Fang Key,

most recently on Faye Weiss,

who was pictured with Georgia on April 12th,

um, but she's since gone missing.

So, if anyone has any information,

please do not hesitate to reach out. Thank you.

Thank you.

I think I saw you on the ferry on the way over.

- Really? Cool. How's your holiday?

- Weird.

Um, how is it working here?

- So far, wonderful.

It's like a family if your family was actually nice.

[chuckles]

- And the after party scene, is it wild?

- Oh yeah.

But I'm trying to keep a safe distance.

- How'd you get here, if you don't mind me asking?

- Paula led this cacao ceremony at my recovery group in Tampa.

She said we'd always be welcome

if we needed a job or a place to stay.

And then, I found myself flat broke

and out of work this summer.

I had just enough cash for the ferry

and a couple nights in a hostel.

It was a total leap of faith but I got here,

and I asked, and Paula was actually good on her word.

Crazy, right?

- Hey, ladies.

Mel, I have been looking for you.

Detective Merly said you had a close call last night.

Sounds terrifying. Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- Well, we didn't catch it on camera

but I'm having more CCTV installed

so that there's no blind spots.

- Thank you. Oh, by the way, I messaged that number

from last night, on the flyer.

- Oh, yes, of course.

- They said it was a financial opportunity

and asked for a photo.

- Ugh, must be like a cam girl kinda thing.

[upbeat bass music]

- Hey, this is Slicks?

I'm looking for any information on Faye Weiss.

She used to work here and I'm just trying to--

[door slams] Uh, come on!

[phone pings]

[Cloud_Chaser98] "Hi, Mel. I met Georgia

when she was running a meditation workshop

on the island.

I couldn't believe it when I heard what happened.

While I was there,

she was going to a spiritual group in the forest

run by the shaman. I just got a bad vibe,

it felt cult-like. I just wanted to leave.

And now, I can't stop thinking about it."

[ear piece] Keep an eye on her.

[intriguing music]

[Cloud_Chaser98] Coming from town,

when the road forks by the telecoms tower

take the one that leads you into the forest.

You should hear the music pretty soon.

If you want to check it out, that is.

[Mel] Uh, it's a right up here.

Stop here.

Can you wait for me, please? [car door shuts]

[rain pouring]

[♪]

[drums beating]

[man] She went that way, follow her.

There she is... get her.

[cries]

[pants]

[Mel] There is no group!

[Merly] This is the voicemail of Detective Merly.

Please leave a message.

- Call me.

[TigerMamaAnna] "My daughter Caroline

killed herself on Fang Key six months ago.

She was found hanging in the forest.

She had the same tattoo.

There was something about it

that just didn't feel right.

I'm so grateful someone is out there asking questions."

[dramatic music]

[camera shutter snaps]

[intriguing music]

- Finally.

- Apologies. Busy morning. How can I help?

- I was nearly killed last night. Up in the forest.

Someone gave me a fake tip and set up a trap.

- Are you okay?

- Define okay.

- Locals lay traps for game.

Next time you have new information,

bring it to us so we can follow it up appropriately.

- Next time, you can answer your phone.

Look, you want new information?

Someone told me that they saw Georgia on a yacht,

a few weeks ago,

and right after, she stopped returning calls.

It could be the same boat. - And who was this someone?

- Call it an anonymous tip.

- Okay. Thanks. I'll check it out.

- When? Next April?

- That's unnecessary.

- Please just do your job.

- All due respect,

this is a tiny force with a lot on its plate.

We're doing the best with the resources we have.

[inhales and exhales deeply]

[phone buzzing]

- Mom, you okay?

- She's alive.

- What do you mean Georgia's alive?

- It's on her thingy, her feed.

- So, I think I've got some explaining to do.

Firstly, I'm so sorry for worrying everybody. I'm fine.

I'm actually on a yacht and my phone fell in the hot tub

and no amount of rice could save it.

But I just wanted to let you all know

that I am great.

And that I will be taking an extended

digital detox from the socials.

So, you might not see me for a little bit.

- No, this doesn't make any sense, Mom.

I mean, I identified her body.

Every tattoo is the same. I saw it. There's no way.

- You're right, it's not adding up.

I'm looking at flights.

- No, I don't think that's a good idea.

- Mel, I don't want you there either if it's dangerous.

- I think this video...

No, it's a way to throw us off.

If Georgia's alive, Mom, she's in trouble.

- Well, this is great news.

And hopefully she'll get in touch as soon as they dock.

- And that just clears everything up?

Whose body was that?

Why did she have Georgia's tattoos?

How did her wallet just magically wash up beside her?

- I agree, it's all very strange.

- It's insane is what it is!

- Wallets are easily lost.

And Georgia's tattoos are hardly unique.

- Do you know who has the same tattoos as Georgia?

Faye Weiss. And they are friends.

She's still missing. Perhaps you forgot.

- Well, this is a tiny place.

I'd be surprised if they didn't know each other.

To be perfectly honest,

20 years on the force,

I've found that the simplest answers are generally right.

Seems to me, Georgia met some rich guy

and got caught up in it all.

- No, I need some air.

[suspenseful music]

[Jever] It's hard to tell from this angle.

Could be the same boat.

- Did you see a name on it?

- Didn't seem to have one,

which is unusual in itself.

- Okay, and where were you?

- Not far from the West Side dock.

Mile or two out to sea.

Did you tell Detective Merly about my little sighting?

- I didn't mention your name though.

Look, I've got your back if he gives you any trouble.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay. I mean, I get it.

- None of this makes any sense.

All I know is I can't leave until I know Georgia's safe.

- Be careful.

- Why?

- Why?

Seems pretty clear to me, somebody's out to get you.

- But my sister's-- - And sadly,

Georgia's not the first person to go missing

or meet her end mysteriously around here.

If you ask me, it's becoming something of a pattern.

- Well-- - My worry is,

to put it bluntly,

that you're next in line.

[exhales]

- Well then, I'd better be ready.

Calvin, how's things?

Well, it's news. Certainly too early to say.

Calvin, I need to find my sister,

so maybe just maybe you could write that contract up yourself.

How does that sound?

- Well, if you get fired, you can always work here.

I'd love a weekend off.

- Yeah, that's never gonna happen.

I'll have a beer though.

- Yes, ma'am.

[heavy music]

[phone vibrates]

- Mom?

- I thought you should know, I updated Georgia's followers.

I told them this reappearance doesn't sit right.

And then, your aunt called and she said it was trending.

- Wow, okay, that's good. That means people are taking notice.

- Mel, you there?

- Yeah, I'm here.

- You okay?

- I'm good.

- Hey, Sarah. - Hey.

Paula was looking for you. I think she wanted to know

if you would join her and Keaton for drinks.

- What, now?

- Yeah, I think they're already in the living room.

Awful, right?

Apparently she's been gone since yesterday.

Hope they find her.

I was gonna go put this up on the bulletin board.

Um, also, it's my last day here.

- You're going home already?

- Not at all.

I've got a new gig at this fancy island resort.

I'm... I'm pretty stoked.

I'm gonna set sail at noon from the West Side Port.

They're sending a yacht to pick me up.

- A yacht? [Paula] Mel! There you are.

- I was just finishing up with Sarah.

- Did you tell her?

Let's go ahead and get you freshened up

for drinks with Keaton and I in the living room.

I insist. We need to celebrate.

Georgia's alive. - Mm-hmm.

- Come on, you can talk to Sarah later.

I still have to talk to you. Finally!

- Hello. We ordered you a glass of wine.

[Mel] Thank you.

Thanks so much.

- To Georgia.

[glasses clink]

- You must be so relieved.

- I would be if she got in touch.

We've heard nothing.

- I know you're worried, but I'm sure she will.

- I hope so.

I decided not to leave until she does.

- How are you coping with things?

- I'm hanging in there.

I um, wanted to tell you,

I think I was being watched at the beach today.

- Really? - I'm sure you being on edge

has something to do with it. It was probably just a tourist.

- You're probably right.

[drumming starts]

- Ah, see this is why the Wayward

is the favorite of all the hotels on our roster.

- It's really because deep down, Keaton's an old hippie.

- You know, maybe you're right.

But I do love this place.

And I remember you pitching it to me.

- Hmm. - Part hostel, part retreat,

part community center.

- And don't forget the Egyptian cotton sheets.

- Hmm. - Okay, so how did you two meet?

- It's fine. [scoffs]

- Well, back in my wild hedge fund yuppie days,

I would occasionally attend a gentleman's club in Tampa.

- Where I was the manager. - You were what, 19 years old?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hmm, I had never seen anyone so good at their job.

The grace in which you handled the most difficult situations.

- Well, what can I say?

I might not be old money, but I am a class act.

[Paula's phone vibrates]

Georgia? Oh God, it's so good to hear your voice.

Mel's here. She's been trying to get through to you.

- Georgia, I'm on Fang Key.

[Georgia] Mel?

- Georgia, where are you?

- I'm at sea.

I've borrowed someone's satellite phone

so I can't speak long.

- Georgia, please, how do we get you back?

Just tell us the name of the boat, where you are, anything.

- How is Charlie?

- What? - Charlie, you know, Charlie?

- When we were kids?

- That's the one! Tell him I said hi.

- What's going on?

- Everything's great. Don't worry.

- Of course we're worried. We thought you were dead, Georgia.

- Go home.

- What do you mean, go home?

- Reception is terrible. I'll call you later.

- Georgia, please!

[call ends abruptly]

She's in trouble.

She asked about Charlie.

It was code when we were kids

that something's up. She can't tell me.

- That's scary. Really scary. Are you sure?

- It wouldn't be worth it to let anything happen to her.

It's national news at this point.

Mel, anything you need, we can help.

- Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale.

- Mel? - Mel?

- I uh, I...

I think I need to go lie down for a minute.

[suspenseful music]

[Mel and attacker grunting]

[glass shatters]

[stressful music]

- Jever, where are you? I was just at the bar.

[Jever] Mel, stay away from the bar.

Do you remember where the boat is?

- Yeah. Fisherman's Marina.

- Get here now. Be careful.

[Jever] They kicked me in the face. Yeah...

They had me on the ground in 30 seconds.

They were wearing masks so I didn't see their face.

They ransacked the bar.

Didn't rob the till.

Said if I went to the police or if I told a single soul,

they'd come back for me.

- I'm so sorry.

- It's all right, it's not your fault.

I am curious what you're doing here like this.

- Someone broke into my room.

- Holy. Are you okay?

- I'm just shaken.

Um, he was wearing a mask too.

- I think someone is trying to frame you.

- Yeah, that checks out.

Wonder what evidence got stashed at the bar.

- Has to do something with that place.

- You're still on that track, huh?

[exhales deeply]

- Look, I think someone from the hostel staff

is headed there tomorrow.

- Mel, please. Stop this. Go home.

Somebody's trying to shut you up.

You gotta get off this island as soon as possible.

What if you're not so lucky next time?

- I know.

- I don't wanna see you get hurt.

- What about you?

[scoffs]

- If I need to leave, I'll set sail.

This is my home.

Not ready to get chased away just yet.

- I'll miss you.

- I'll miss you, too.

[sentimental music]

- Oh uh, I have to catch that ferry out of here.

- Oh, you got time. Wanna stay for a coffee?

- I should go. I don't wanna miss it.

- True.

Although, you probably shouldn't go back to Wayward.

- Oh no, I'll just have them send over my suitcase.

- You need a disguise.

- What? - Hang on. Uh, here you go.

- Are you serious? - Yeah. Try it on.

- You're not serious. - Come on, come on.

You look like an action hero.

[both laugh]

- Thank you, uh, but no.

[chuckles] Thanks for letting me stay here.

- Be safe.

- You too.

[soft rhythmic music]

- Wow, this place really is a dive.

Jever?

- Yeah. Who are you?

- Alice Dale.

Mel's mother. Georgia's mother, too,

but I don't know where either is right now.

I hoped you might help.

- Yeah, Mel left for the ferry this morning.

Unless she didn't.

- Do you know anywhere she might have gone?

I've gotta find her.

I can't lose both my girls.

- Can't say for sure but I got a hunch.

- Mel! What are you doing here?

- Exploring a financial opportunity.

- So you got the invite too?

- Sure did.

- Did they not mention packing for a few days?

- Well, I'm-- - Welcome, ladies.

I'm Edith.

I was told we were picking up the one.

- Oh, um, I didn't think I could make it

but I moved a few things around and here we are.

- Oh, well, I'll be at your service today.

We'll be boarding shortly.

[Sarah giggles]

[intriguing music]

Now, the main boat is cruising,

but this is cute, right?

- Are you kidding? This is amazing.

- Glad you like it. Please, make yourselves at home.

Oh, that does remind me, for the sake of discretion,

we do need to take your phones.

We'll return them on the journey back.

I'm sure you understand.

- This is gonna feel like losing a limb.

- I know, right? I put out a post.

Say you're doing a digital detox.

- Digital detox. What a quaint idea.

- I know, right?

Honestly, it's actually so nice.

I can take a snap of you two first?

The beginning of your adventure.

[phone camera clicks]

Holler if you need anything else.

- I do have a question.

- Hit me.

- What's it like working here? How did it all come together?

Oh, sorry, that's two questions.

- Well, I found myself on this boat,

somewhat mysteriously. Just like you two today.

And it went from there. And it's a great place to work.

- Cute tattoo.

- Thanks.

- Just like the flyer.

- I guess so.

I got it years ago, though.

Some wild night in Tallahassee. [laughs]

[chuckles wryly]

- Edith, is that where we're headed?

- It is. Sempre Island.

No place quite like it.

[Alice] Just a minute. I think I'm here.

- I think I see 'em. Seem to be headed southwest.

- Well, gotcha. Whatever you need. I'm here for ya.

[Jever] Thanks, Alice.

- Weird.

[phone dials]

Hello?

[dispatcher] Yes, Ma'am.

This is Broward County Police Department.

How can we help? - Good. I've got a problem.

[intriguing music]

- Welcome. Follow me, ladies.

Edith, I'll take it from here.

[Mel] Sure has a lot of security.

[♪]

- Wow, this place is huge.

[♪]

- Welcome! - Welcome.

- So many familiar faces.

Such a lovely surprise.

- Isn't it?

- Thank you both for taking the leap of faith

to join us here today.

You're here as our guest.

And if you like it,

there's an opportunity here for you to join our team,

creating amazing experiences for our exclusive clientele.

- Many of whom are very wealthy,

and more often than not, public figures.

- Which means not only are the tips great

but the opportunities and connections are infinite.

A tour is in order.

But first, are you hungry?

- I'll never say no.

- Great. Right this way.

We had this imported from New York.

You're really gonna like it here.

- Question is, are you surprised to see me?

- Very. And I have many more questions.

- Well, I can answer one, at least. Georgia's not here.

- Then where is she?

- Whatever you think you're doing here needs to stop,

right now. You've bitten off more than you can chew.

But you're here now,

so eat, enjoy the spa, go home.

And please, try not to make a scene.

[jazz music]

[Mel] I have to give it to you, Paula,

you certainly know how to throw a party.

[Paula] And you certainly know how to crash one.

- Ladies, please, make yourself comfortable.

Pardon me. I need to make a quick business call. Paula?

- We'll be right back.

Oh, and be sure to ask the bartender for a Vesper.

She makes a great one.

- Seriously, thank you for everything.

I'm so happy to be here.

- You deserve it, sweetie.

- Uh, I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

- You want company? - All good.

[stressful music]

[security] Backup on the East Wing. Code 78.

She must be around here some place. You go that way.

[phone camera clicks]

[Keaton] Having her here puts everything,

and I mean everything, at risk.

[Paula] I'm as surprised as you.

I would have never brought her here.

- It's not just Mel.

Georgia was exactly the wrong kinda girl.

- I accept that. But I dealt with it.

- And now the whole world is watching.

You promised that you could deal with this,

and with Mel.

- Can't we just call in a few media favors

if the story gets too much airtime?

[sighs]

[hand slaps harshly]

[Keaton sighs]

- Do you think that'll be enough?

Let me remind you how easy you have it nowadays.

"Oh Keaton,

the men at the club are such sadistic, demanding clients."

Wasn't easy work, was it?

Not like being paid to lounge by the pool,

and decorate, and throw parties.

- I am worth more to you now.

I can bring you all the women you need

to keep this place going.

- I don't need all the women.

I need the right ones.

Ones that won't attract unnecessary attention.

- I'm sorry.

I thought Georgia would be an asset.

From now on,

everyone gets full background checks.

And if you don't need me, I can leave.

I won't say anything.

- Nobody leaves this company walking.

You know that.

- Why would I rat you out?

[scoffs]

Do you not think I'm implicated, too?

[sighs]

- All that I ask is for your commitment.

- You have that.

- Good.

Now I want you to deal with Mel and Georgia

in the cleanest, most discreet manner possible.

And it happens today.

No more mistakes.

No more missteps.

And if you fail,

you'll be joining them at the bottom of the ocean.

Beyond that, your options are limited.

Understood?

Good.

[stressful music]

[guard] I'll check in here.

[intriguing music]

[panting]

- Hello?

Are you hurt?

- Mel!

I never thought I'd see you again.

- We need to get outta here.

- Are you crazy? There's cameras everywhere.

- I'm not leaving without you.

- Mel, we're not leaving at all.

This whole island is teeming with security.

What are we gonna do?

- I just need enough signal

to share a location with your followers.

They'll do the rest. Uh, keys.

- In the armoire, on the left.

[keys jingle]

- Which one?

- Uh, this one.

[handcuffs clang]

- Okay.

- I love you.

- Come on, we still gotta get outta here. Let's go.

[intense music]

[guards shout] [Mel and Georgia screaming]

- You trying to give me a love bite, huh?

Make up for last night?

I got something that'll make this a little easier.

- No, get off of me!

No, no! No! No!

[Nick grunts]

[Jever] I'm pulling up to an island.

It's not on the official map.

[Alice] How do you know? What's your coordinates?

- 27 degrees north, 37 minutes. 78 degrees west, 47 minutes.

- Gotcha. Hang in there and be safe.

- I'll try.

[eerie music]

[machete thuds to ground]

- Georgia. Georgia.

[sighs]

I'm so sorry.

- It's not your fault.

I was doomed from the minute I met Paula.

- Screw Paula.

[door creaks open]

- Morning, ladies. Sleep well?

- No! Stop!

[Mel] Let go of her! Get off me! Georgia!

[Georgia cries]

So, who was that girl with your tattoos?

- Fey.

A good friend.

Yeah, she had a rough life.

She was recruited by one of Paula's initiatives.

It's basically just a way to groom girls

who no one will look for.

I guess she caught on to the fact that the guests

aren't here for the golfing.

- I had an inkling.

- Keaton found out that I had a social media following

and a family that was looking for me.

And Fey was acting up, being difficult with the clients

and we looked just enough alike.

Two birds with one stone.

Stop people looking for me,

and get rid of a troublemaker.

So he had her killed.

And then, they sent out this tattoo artist.

I had to lie next to her body for hours

while they copied mine.

- These people are monsters.

- We're simply creating unique experiences for our clientele.

- Yeah, and having a hippie island

next to a corrupt police force.

- It helps. Can't lie.

[laughs] You know, every media baron,

CEO, and president you've ever heard of comes here.

People who have too much to lose

if their holiday activities became known.

But we have unlimited resources to keep that from happening.

[seagulls squawking]

- Ladies, look who we found.

I mean, what are the chances?

It's cute

that he thought he could dock here without being noticed.

But this has all worked out rather well.

So, you are gonna take a ride in Jever's little boat.

Paula and I would love to join you but

we have so many guests to take care of.

- Guys, the mood is so dour.

- Come on, let's have a toast.

- They're plastic. Sorry.

I'm sure you can understand.

- How could you?

- This is not really the time.

- How could you pretend to care about me,

about Georgia, and then screw us like this?

- Wasn't my intention for things to end this way.

But you need to take a little responsibility too.

You just wouldn't stop with the amateur detective act.

- Keaton's a monster

but you're an opportunist.

You know exactly the guy you're dealing with.

He's hurt you too

and you still choose to bring him fresh victims?

How much does he pay, I wonder?

How much is your soul worth, Paula?

- Now, there's no reason for such hostilities.

Ugh!

[thudding blow]

[Mel grunts]

- Easy, Mel.

I'm impressed, Mel.

I really am.

I see something in you.

A tenacity. Something I noticed in Paula, too.

It would have gotten you far.

But it's too late now for you and your sister.

[gunshot cracks]

[Keaton thuds to ground]

[Paula] Don't go near the girls, I'm warning you.

[panting]

- Let's get out of here now, okay?

- Yeah.

- Thanks for coming, Mel.

You too, Jever.

- Well, I did have backup.

- Mom!

- I told her not to.

- I'm glad she did.

[Alice sobs]

[Mel] We got them, Mom. The police have taken them away.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry.

- I love you. Oh, Mel.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

I am never letting either of you go anywhere, ever again.

[women sobbing]

Jever, thank you for everything.

- I was happy to help. This was all Mel.

- Mel.

I can't begin to express how grateful I am.

You saved me from that place.

- I love you.

Now let's take a real vacation.

- Oh, no, no, no vacations.

I am not letting you girls out of my sight.

[Mel laughs through tears]

[uplifting music]