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(intriguing music)
(intriguing music continues)
(crickets chirping)
- It's not fair.
We've been planning this party for months.
- Lark, you broke curfew last week
and you stayed out with Chris too late.
You know our rules.
- You didn't get home until 11:00 PM.
Curfew is 10:00 PM.
- I tried to call you guys, but my phone was dead.
- Take responsibility. This is your life.
Sweetheart, just remember, character counts.
Without it-
- "You have nothing," yeah, I know.
(sighs) Can I please just go to the party
and then afterwards you guys can ground me for eternity?
- No! Lark, go upstairs.
You can watch TV, read.
You can even talk to your friends.
- My friends will be at the party.
(Dad sighs)
(Lark groans) (footsteps thudding)
(crickets chirping)
(phone ringing)
Hi.
- [Chris] They gonna let you go?
- They said- - I hope you can.
My brother said that he could drive us.
I really want you to be there with me, L.
- I wanna be there with you too.
(crickets chirping)
(owl hooting)
(gentle music)
- Well, I am going to go say goodnight to Lark.
- Tell her there are going to be many,
many more parties in her life.
- Yeah, and when she gets to be our age,
the trick will be how to avoid them.
- (laughs) Yeah.
- Lark? Lark, sweetheart?
Can I come in?
Honey?
(gentle music) (crickets chirping)
Damn it, Lark.
(thunder rumbling)
(upbeat music)
♪ She's gotten so beautiful ♪
(guests chattering)
(rain pattering)
Call Lark.
- [Automated Voice] Calling Lark.
(phone ringing)
- Maybe you should just answer him.
I'm sure he just wants to see if you're having a good time.
(phone ringing)
- I'm not sure that's why he's calling.
(phone ringing)
Dad, I am sorry but-
- Lark, I'm down the street.
I can't find the house.
Where are you, honey?
- Please don't come here.
I can get someone else to give me a ride home.
- Sweetheart, I love you very much,
but you are better than this and you know it.
There is a right way and a wrong way of doing things.
- Why don't you just live your own life?
- Listen, I do not wanna argue about this.
- I don't wanna argue either.
I just wanna be left alone.
- I know. Jesus.
(horn honking)
Whoa! (tires squealing)
- Daddy! (car crashing)
(upbeat music) (patrons chattering)
- I love when you're happy.
- Happy is good.
And I can't believe that we're done.
- Yeah? It feels like we're just starting.
- Yeah, college.
Everything's gonna change.
- You're not getting rid of me that easily.
I'm coming to see you once a month.
- That's like your fourth shot, Chris.
- Shh, I will not get my diploma.
(both chuckling)
- Okay, I have to go,
I have a final in the morning.
(upbeat music) (guests chattering)
Goodnight. - Bye.
(upbeat music) (guests chattering)
- Lark, are you leaving so soon?
- Mom, I had so much fun.
It was just so great
that you guys threw this party together.
- I'm so happy that you appreciate this time in your life.
You have such a big adventure ahead of you.
- I could just go for lying on a beach somewhere right now.
- Oh, me too.
I have to settle the bill with the other moms.
Oh, and do me a favor,
can you try to catch up with Vanessa?
She's leaving for Spain tomorrow.
- Oh, yeah. I actually have a gift for her.
- Oh, great. - Yeah.
- Okay, see you later.
- Bye. - Bye.
- Here, thanks.
- Vanessa, my love!
(Vanessa laughs)
I have something for you.
- Why? - Your wedding gift.
I'm so excited for you.
- Lark, it's beautiful.
Wow! Thank you.
You know, I have to go.
I'm still packing for my trip.
- I totally forgot my jacket.
I'm gonna run inside, I'll-
- Oh no, my car's right there.
- Perfect. - Perfect.
- [Lark] Perfect.
(gentle upbeat music) (guests chattering)
(Lark exhaling sharply)
- Hey, hey, look, it's not what it looks like, okay?
- Really? Then what is it?
- Listen, okay?
I had a little too much to drink,
and it was her, okay?
She's-
- Her name is Peyton.
Yeah, and it's usually a pretty good idea
if you're gonna make out with someone
to at least know their name first.
- I know her name, okay?
I was just saying...
Okay, she's the one that came up to me, okay?
She's the one that kissed me.
She means nothing to me, Lark, okay?
I tried to move away from her.
- But you didn't.
How could you do that when you and I are together?
- I know.
You know how I feel about you.
I made a mistake.
- No, I made a mistake.
Ever since you've been this big man on campus
with your MMA trophies,
you've been acting a little different.
I should have known better.
And yeah, I just saw with my own two eyes
how you feel about me.
- Lark!
Lark! (sighs)
- [Nicole] You can get any guy and you know it.
- That's not true.
I don't want any guy anyways, I want him.
(sighs) But he fucked up.
(tense music)
(door thuds) (Lark sighs)
(somber music)
(phone chimes)
Let the begging begin.
Good old Nic.
(somber music)
(Duke panting)
(gentle instrumental music)
- I wanna tell you something.
I don't really know how, but-
- [Mark] Go on.
It's pretty clear you and I have great chemistry.
- Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
- [Mark] Yeah, I'm listening.
- You know, not all people who meet online
are gonna be a perfect match.
- [Mark] (chuckles) Tell me about it.
That's so true.
- Well, when I first met you,
I really enjoyed our conversation and the dinner,
and I feel like I may have given you the impression
that I felt like we should see each other again.
- [Mark] Yeah, and we are.
I really love looking into your eyes, Sarah.
I was thinking we should go away.
A short trip.
San Francisco, perhaps?
- I don't wanna go away with you.
I just, I don't have feelings that way.
It's nothing against you.
- [Mark] Of course it is.
See, I take you to a beautiful restaurant.
Last week I took you to another charming dinner,
and you think you're better than I am?
Oh, you come off so superior.
You sit down.
I'm not done with you.
- Don't you dare speak to me like that.
- [Mark] Why don't we start over, hm?
You look so beautiful tonight.
- Okay, I'm leaving.
- [Mark] You're a pathetic bitch.
- Don't ever call me again. Ever.
- [Mark] Go on, get the fuck outta here.
- I can't wait for you to meet him.
He's really wonderful.
As a matter of fact,
we're going outta town today just for a few days.
- What did you just say?
- Well, it's the third time that Mark and I have gone out
and he has a place in the mountains so-
- You don't even know this guy.
- (chuckles) You sound just like my mother.
I do know him.
His name is Mark Frank,
and he's a venture capitalist,
which is, you know, nice for security.
He has three grown kids,
and he's a really fantastic kisser.
- Oh, Mom, stop!
I do not need to hear that stuff.
- He's smart and romantic
and you know, he's the first guy I really like since...
And I think he really likes me too.
- Tell it to your girlfriends.
- You are my girlfriend.
Hey, do you wanna see a picture of Mark and me?
I just posted one to my Instagram.
- You're on Instagram? - Yeah.
Here, take a look at this.
- I do not need to see photos, Mom.
I get it.
You have been swept off your feet by the amazing kisser.
- (laughs) Come on, look at this!
- [Lark] I love you, Mom!
- I love you, too!
- You hear about the party tonight at Zave's?
His parents are out of town.
- Oh, great, maybe they're double dating
with my mom and Suck Face.
- Come on. Your mom's just getting out there.
You should be happy for her.
(upbeat music)
(both grunting)
Wow! (chuckles)
- Hey!
- Hey, Drea. - Hey, how's my girl?
- I am okay.
- Some of these men are bigger than my house.
- Yeah, those are my grizzly mountain men.
They do like to get their aggressions out.
That's Little Pat.
Nobody messes with Little Pat.
- I get that. - You wanna know why?
Because of his brother, Big Pat.
- Wow. (chuckles)
- Hey, I heard what happened with you and Chris.
- Chris who?
- I'll get these to him.
Yeah, I know it's none of my business,
but give him another chance.
Look, he called me this morning,
and he couldn't believe what he had done.
You know, he's got a lot on his mind,
maybe it's his fight this Friday.
He's got a good shot.
- You're just making excuses for him.
- I know.
Lark, I just hope you guys work out.
(bell rings) (students chattering)
- Lark, you have to come.
I got everything going.
The best DJ in town, a sushi chef.
It's gonna be dope.
And everyone's coming.
- That's what I'm afraid of.
- Good morning.
All right.
You all will be graduating soon.
Most of you are headed off to college,
starting a new chapter in your lives.
But are you prepared for it?
Yeah, Jill?
- Prepared like how?
Like, I mean, I made a list of everything,
all the stuff I'll need when I go off to college.
(students laughing)
- That's not exactly what I meant,
but good try.
Let's talk about ethics.
"Number one, never engage in illegal activities.
It can get you into a whole mess of trouble.
Once you turn 18, it can ruin your life."
Yes, Lark?
- Yeah, is Vice Principal Knobbs
making you say all this lame ass stuff?
(students laughing)
- Just lemme get through this, okay?
"Number two, if it's immoral,
stay away from it.
Remember the Golden Rule."
- Is this Sunday School?
(students chuckling)
- "Number three, choose your friends wisely.
You hang out with troublemakers, there will be trouble."
Okay.
- Okay, so I have a real question.
- Uh-huh? - So, what's the deal?
We know that Knobbs made you say all this stuff,
but I think what we all really wanna know is... (sighs)
- What is it?
What do you really wanna know?
- How do we deal with all the real bullshit out there?
- Bullshit? Yeah, I get it.
(somber music)
You know, when you...
When you feel that pain,
you gotta get to the bottom of it.
Hey, you gotta...
You gotta move past it.
You gotta learn from it.
It takes courage to do that.
Don't be afraid of the moment. Embrace it.
(crickets chirping)
- This is a fantastic way to spend graduation week.
I'm having a blast.
Who wants to go to the party of the year?
Certainly not me.
- Two minutes. Okay, let's see.
Mark Fred? Frank?
Frank, that's it. Mark Frank.
Never trust anyone with two first names.
Hm. Okay, I think my mom said he was a businessman.
Like, he has three kids.
Let's just say 75 miles from Bridge Point.
- Do you have any of that Ruby Red nail polish?
- Yeah, on the table by my bed.
Wow, how can there be so many?
- Are we done yet? - Almost done.
(line trilling)
- Hey. - Zave.
- [Zave] Hey, Lark.
- Hey, Zave. Do me a favor?
I'll owe you one.
- [Zave] A little busy right now.
Party of the year's about to start.
- Can I just take one second?
I'm just trying to get some info on somebody.
- I'm just gonna go.
I told Danny I'd be there by now.
- I'm almost done.
And there's way too many names.
I just sent you some details to go on.
Narrow it down for me.
- [Zave] Yeah, I do love a little hackin' and crackin'.
- Well, why do you think I called you?
- [Zave] Okay, I'll let you know what I find.
Hey, Lark, place is filling up, you comin'?
- Mm, not really in the mood. - You gotta show up, Lark.
- She'll be there, don't worry.
- [Zave] All right, then.
See you there.
- Thanks, Zave.
- I know it's hard.
I've been there.
Everybody's been there.
Just remember, however bad you feel, he feels worse.
- Promise?
- [Nicole] Yes.
(light music)
♪ In a world of color ♪
♪ Lately it's been black and gray ♪
♪ Everything feels heavy ♪
♪ And I just want air ♪
♪ We've been through the worst times ♪
♪ We'll find our way back to the light ♪
- Hey, Lark! Want a shot?
- I'm all good, I already have one.
I think I'm probably just gonna finish this up and head out.
- Did I mention how beautiful you look tonight?
- I am not feelin' it, Zave.
- You should feel it every night.
- I can always count on you. - Always.
(guests chattering)
- I'm gonna go.
I'm gonna get out of here.
- Come on, have some fun.
It's just getting started.
- See ya.
♪ Ooh ♪
(crickets chirping) (keys jingling)
(door thuds)
(doorknob rattling)
(tense music)
(doorknob rattling)
(bushes rustling)
(Duke barking) (dramatic music)
(exhales) Oh, oh! (laughs)
Hey. What are you doing here?
I thought you were with Mom.
Hi, come here.
Come here, bud.
(gentle music) (crickets chirping)
Come here, bud.
Where's my friend?
Oh. (Duke whines)
Oh.
(gentle music) (crickets chirping)
(phone ringing)
Hello.
- [Zave] Hey, Lark.
- Zave?
What time is it?
- [Zave] Two-ish, but why does time even matter to us?
- Why are you calling me so late?
- [Zave] Thought you might like some company.
- No, I don't.
- [Zave] You just looked amazing tonight.
- Well, I appreciate all of that.
I'm going back to bed.
- [Zave] Remember earlier when you called,
you said you owe me one?
Well, I thought this might be-
- Yeah, I meant like,
I would give you a ride sometime if you need it.
All right. Night, Zave.
- [Zave] Oh, hey, I checked out that Mark Frank guy.
Nothing matched your description.
- That's okay.
Later.
- [Zave] But there was this other guy with the same name
giving this woman a really hard time online.
He's like threatening her right now.
You gotta check it out.
- Yeah, okay.
I'll talk to you later.
- [Zave] Hey, wait- (phone beeps)
- (sighs) God, men are dogs.
No offense, Duke.
(Duke whines)
(crickets chirping)
(Lark sighs)
(keyboard keys clacking)
(tense music)
(keyboard keys clacking)
(computer chiming)
(tense music)
(computer chiming)
What am I looking at?
(computer chiming)
What?
Oh, my God.
(tense music) (crickets chirping)
(phone trilling)
- [Mom] Lark? What is it?
Why are you calling so late?
It's...
Oh my God, it's 2:45 in the morning.
- I just wanna make sure you're all right.
- [Mom] Of course I'm okay.
Why wouldn't I be?
- I just thought I hadn't heard from you
and this guy you're with, he's a good guy?
- [Mom] Yeah, Mark is great.
We're having fun.
I'm sorry I didn't call.
Is everything okay?
- Yeah.
- [Mom] Hey, do me a favor,
just sleep in Nicole's while I'm out of town.
You don't need to check up on me, okay?
Everything's fine here.
I love you.
- I love you too, Mom.
(phone beeps) (gentle music)
(Lark chuckles)
- [Instructor] This is a refresher course in driver safety.
We must learn that driving is a privilege not a right,
and that safety is primary.
A car is not a toy.
Do not be tempted to text message.
- [Lark] What am I looking at?
- [Instructor] Not even at a stop light.
Place your phone in your glove compartment.
- Hello.
And how are we today?
Yes.
Hello.
(eerie music)
Did you eat well this morning, hm?
(chuckles) Come to Dad.
Where you going? (tongue clicking)
Where you going?
Ow!
Ow! (groans)
What did we say about not biting, huh?
Fucking!
Now, why would you do that, Daisy?
You know what I said about behaving like that.
You nice and...
(dramatic music) (Mark munching)
(crickets chirping)
(keyboard keys clacking)
(knocking at door)
- [Lark] Yeah?
Hey.
- Am I interrupting anything? - No.
- Ah, may I sit down? - Yeah, absolutely.
- Thanks.
I'm not interrupting?
- No, no, not at all. - Okay.
You know, when my son and daughter-in-law go traveling,
they ask me to come and stay here.
They think that I'm doing this great favor.
They don't understand, they're doing me the favor.
I just love to hang out with Nicole.
She's a doll.
- Yeah.
- I knew your father.
(somber music)
He was a very modest man,
so he would never have mentioned this,
what I'm gonna tell you, but in the last recession we had,
you know, everybody got hit hard
and we got really knocked out of the box.
We were gonna lose our house,
the house that we raised our children in,
the house where we were married.
And your father came along and said, "Here's a check."
Saved us and our house.
He was a true angel.
I just thought you ought to know
what kind of a dad you had.
I'll see you a little later, okay?
- Night.
(door latch clicks)
(keyboard keys clacking) (intriguing music)
(mouse clicking)
(knocking at door)
Nicky?
Nic?
(door thuds)
- You perv, what are you doing?
- Get dressed, I have an idea.
- No, we just got to sleep, we're all cozy.
- It's important.
- I'm not going.
- I'll be in my car, I'm leaving in five minutes.
You're there or you're not there.
(Nicole sighs)
(door latch clicks)
- What is it, babe?
- Nothing, just go back to sleep. (sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(dog barking)
Oh God, this is another one of Lark's larks.
You're gonna get us arrested.
- Shh. This'll just take one second.
- This is the part where we find the dead body.
- Nic,
she left her phone, her keys, and her wallet.
She just walked away from everything.
(suspenseful music)
Maybe she was forced to.
(dog barking)
The conversation on that site, oh, my God.
- Maybe Sarah's family called the police.
- "Sarah, I'm getting worried.
You haven't responded to any of my emails or texts.
Please call now. Lily."
That's her sister.
- You know a lot about this lady.
Hey, show me the site with the threats.
(suspenseful music)
- It's not here.
- What?
- It's gone.
He deleted everything.
- Maybe it's on another page.
- It's not, I checked.
He knew that if he went after Sarah-
- Then the messages between them better be gone.
- She pleaded with him to leave her alone.
- You gotta go to the police.
- Danny, you don't understand.
There is nothing to connect him to her.
There's no evidence anymore.
Ugh!
I knew I should have taken a screenshot. (sighs)
(water splashing)
I was reading a conversation on a private dating site
that was extremely threatening to this woman, and then-
- [Sergeant Callahan] Why were you on someone's
private dating site?
- That was just kinda one of those things.
But the thing is, after I read the conversation,
I went to this woman's house and it was empty.
She had made a dinner and she hadn't even touched it.
- [Sergeant Callahan] How old are you, miss?
- 17.
- [Sergeant Callahan] Wait a minute, is this Lark Prescott?
- Yeah.
- [Sergeant Callahan] (sighs) Okay, listen, Lark.
This is Sergeant Callahan.
I appreciate your concern for the community,
but this has to be what?
The third time you've called in,
in the last six, seven months?
I suggest you get in touch with your father
and you have him give us a call if-
- My father's dead.
- [Sergeant Callahan] I forgot.
I'm sorry, Lark.
- I am, too.
(phone beeps) (crickets chirping)
Dad! (thunder claps)
(rain pattering) (alarm blaring)
Dad! - Lark, Lark!
(Lark screaming)
Lark, come here, come here. - No, no!
(emergency responders chattering indistinctly)
(floor creaks)
- Lark! (dramatic music)
- (gasps) Hi.
What's up?
- I was in calculus, bored out of my mind,
and I started looking around,
trying to find more about Sarah.
I found this from the local news this morning.
(tense music)
- (gasps) God.
- Her teeth were removed,
and skin on her fingers was burned off.
He burned her fingerprints off.
- [Lark] That's probably her.
- [Danny] Can you believe it?
- [Lark] No.
(tense music)
(firewood crackling)
(wood clattering)
(knives thudding) (dramatic music)
Mr. Dousette?
Hi.
- Hi.
- Can I talk to you for a minute?
- Yeah.
Enough shade under here for the both of us.
(Lark chuckles)
(Jack grunts)
You hungry?
- Yeah. Sure.
Haven't actually eaten anything today. Thank you.
What are you drinkin'?
- Coffee. - Hm.
All that's in there?
- All right, it's Irish coffee.
- Maybe a little bit more Irish than coffee?
- Maybe. What's up?
- You were saying in class a few weeks ago
that you sort of know the ins and outs of law enforcement?
- Yeah, a little bit.
- I think that I might know the identity
of a man who murdered a woman.
It's a long story, but I don't have any evidence.
- You don't have any evidence she's dead?
- I don't have any evidence that the woman who died
is the woman that I think was killed by this man.
- Lark... Lark, what the hell are you talkin' about?
- Her name is Sarah,
and I think that she might be in the morgue,
but I just wanna see her so that I can be sure.
- Okay, well, she'd be over at the county coroner's office.
- I wanna see if there's a certain tattoo on her ankle.
- Okay, Lark, listen, I'm not quite following you here,
but I can't help you with this.
I mean, I can't get involved with students like this.
I'd get into all kinds of trouble.
If you're concerned about whatever this is,
you need to go to the police.
- The thing is, Mr. Dousette,
you wouldn't believe the things that this man did to her.
I feel like I have to do something.
- I'm sorry. Lark, I just...
I can't help you.
- I understand.
I guess. (bell rings)
- Yeah, you should probably get to class.
- Yeah.
(students chattering) (marching band playing)
(owls hooting) (crickets chirping)
- (sighs) Chester! Dinner time.
(kibble clattering)
Chester?
(somber music)
Wanna hang, Chester?
(water splashing)
(phone ringing)
- Hello? - It's me.
- Who is this?
- [Jack] Meet me outside the chapel
at Third and Pine, 8:00 PM,
I'll be in a '68 Chevelle.
- Wait a second, who-
- [Jack] You asked for my help today.
No more talk about this on the phone,
and keep this only between us.
(phone beeps)
(engine rumbling)
Get in.
Okay, ground rules.
First of all,
I am out of my mind for helping you with this.
I have no business being here.
- I'm just really glad- - I don't know why I'm here.
- That you are, Mr. Dousette. - That's number two.
Call me, Jack, okay? Tonight.
In class, Mr. Dousette.
- Jack. - Right.
Number three, follow my lead.
Okay? Do what I tell you.
Do not veer. Promise?
- Yeah. - Okay.
And last, tonight never happened.
(engine rumbling)
(light music)
(Lark sighs)
Evening.
- May I help you?
- Detective Burgess, Bridge Point Police Department.
Got a Jane Doe here.
She was pulled out of the river.
- That's correct, sir.
- This is Ms. Holland, one of our interns.
We need to take a look at the body.
- I'm alone here.
Only the coroner can.
- Well, the victim might be the latest in a series
of attacks on young women in the area.
- Yes, Ms. Holland is correct.
- Okay.
Well, the coroner is on his dinner break.
He'll be back here in about 30 minutes.
- Only need two minutes.
- I could call the coroner,
but he really doesn't like to be disturbed during dinner.
- Yeah, got ya.
God, I wish Bill was back on the job.
- Bill Considine?
- Yeah.
- Mr. Considine is the coroner here.
- No! I thought that old dog took the job in Albany.
- Oh, is that the Billy
that you went on the fishing trip with?
- Yes.
- So, you know Bill?
(tense music)
- Thank you. Be right out.
(door creaks)
(tense music)
All right, Lark, we don't have a lot of time.
(Lark exhales sharply)
You wanted to see her ankle, right?
(footsteps thudding)
Come on, we gotta go.
- No tattoo.
(dramatic music)
It's her.
- [Jack] Come on.
(plastic rustling) (dramatic music continues)
(crickets chirping)
It feels like you got punched in the gut, right?
- It feels worse than that.
I saw the conversation
where he threatened her and I didn't do anything.
- But Lark, it's not your fault.
Not at all.
- But I should've done something because now she's dead.
And Mark Frank did it.
(tense music)
He has to be caught, punished.
I can't let him get away-
- But no, no, Lark,
you're gonna write an anonymous letter to the police.
That's it.
- There's no proof to back any of this up.
- You're a very unusual person.
You know that?
- What do you mean?
(gentle music)
- "My strength is as the strength of 10
because my heart is pure."
- Where's that from?
- That's from my favorite poem,
"Sir Galahad" by Tennyson.
Your heart is pure.
That's where your strength comes from.
It's also why you feel like the weight of the world
is on you.
- I can't help it.
- I'm gonna tell you something you probably never heard.
You're a knight.
- If that were true,
then I would've done something to help Sarah.
- We don't live in a perfect world.
(Lark sniffles)
- Nobody knows that Jane Doe is Sarah.
Nobody knows that that monster killed her.
We just need him to make one little mistake.
- What if he's not the one who killed her?
- It's him. I know it, you know it. (sighs)
Let me see your phone.
- Why?
(intriguing music)
- Was there something you wanted to tell me?
- What are you doing?
- [Lark Recording] Was there something
you wanted to tell me?
- [Nicole] What the hell are you doing?
- We're gonna create an account on Live & Play
and reach out to Mark Frank.
- What?
No way. What are you thinking?
We don't wanna contact that guy.
Why are you using my phone?
- My phone's dead.
- Hello, have you met me?
I don't talk to psychopathic killers
if I can possibly help it.
- Yeah, I'm not gonna use our real names.
I'm not crazy.
- I'd like a second opinion on that.
- Nicky, everything's gonna be fine.
(sighs) It says that you have to use a credit card
and the name on the card has to be the same
as the name on the site.
They say it's safer that way.
Yeah, tell that to Sarah.
- So, we're not gonna do this then, right?
Because there is no way we're using our credit cards.
- There's gotta be a way to do this.
I have an idea.
My mom's assistant, Vanessa, she just left town for a week.
She's in Spain, she's getting married.
I know I have her credit card number here somewhere.
I keep all the books for my mom.
Here we go.
- This is so sketch, Lark.
- Listen, about a year ago,
Vanessa made a huge mistake on one of my mom's orders.
She thought she was gonna get fired,
so I took the blame because my mom can't fire me.
Vanessa always said she owed me one.
- This is insane!
- Okay, Vanessa Andrews is officially
the newest member on Live & Play.
Okay, and then we'll-
- You will. - We will.
We're a team, remember?
- Doesn't feel like it.
- Twenties, waitress, sexy,
and looking for fun with an older man.
Lives near Bridge Point.
The first person she wants to contact
is Mark Frank.
(tense music)
(computer chimes)
- [Lark Recording] Was there something
you wanted to tell me?
Was there something you wanted to tell me?
(keyboard keys clacking) (tense music)
(unsettling music)
(computer chimes)
- Nic.
Can you believe this?
We should just say, "Well, Mark Frank,
it's regarding the fact that you've murdered a woman."
- Lark-
- Turn yourself in by 5:00 PM tomorrow or we-
- Stop typing. - Will turn you in ourselves.
- We know what you've done. - Lark!
You did not just send that message.
- We have to draw this guy out somehow.
We don't want him to just ignore us.
- Fuck, Lark, you just sent that to a murderer!
- We didn't, Vanessa did.
There's no way that he can trace us.
- That's it.
You know, you go too far sometimes.
A lot of times.
I love you, but ever since your dad died,
you go way overboard on these causes.
I put up with it, but this is just crazy!
This bag is shit.
(tense music)
- I didn't tell you about what he did to Sarah.
(Lark sniffles)
After seeing what I saw tonight,
I'm gonna have nightmares for a long time.
I didn't want you to have them too.
If someone had done that to me, you would pursue it.
I know you would because I would do that for you.
- I know.
And I would for you too.
(Nicole sighs)
Now what do we do?
- Wait.
(tense music)
- Who the fuck do you think...
(keyboard keys clacking)
The fuck do you think you are?
(dramatic music) (keyboard keys clacking)
(crickets chirping)
(knocking at door)
(door creaks)
- Hey. What are you doin' here?
- Can I come in?
- Yeah, sure.
Yeah, come on in. Yeah.
- Wow, place is super cool. - Thanks, thanks.
- Yeah, I love it.
- Yeah, I like it too.
- I was thinking that
you might know how to open a locked door.
- You mean breaking and entering?
Lark, I can't.
No more favors. Seriously.
- Jack? - Listen, listen, you're 17.
You wouldn't serve any time.
I'd go to jail, okay?
And I would lose my teaching credentials forever.
- Yeah, I understand.
It's just Sarah's guest house.
She lives, lived behind this house.
It's super private.
Her phone is sitting on her table,
and I think that there's something in that phone
that connects her to the murderer.
And you would just be doing the breaking
and then you could split.
I would enter.
- (sighs) Oh, God.
- [Nicole] Hi, Mr. Dousette.
My boyfriend Danny Madsen's in your guidance class.
He says you're the best.
- Great.
(car engine roaring)
(Lark sighs)
(lock clicks)
(door creaking)
Let's just get the phone and get outta here.
- Yeah, it still has power. - Awesome.
(gentle music)
- Jack?
- Yeah?
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
(sighs) You know, I didn't wanna get into this,
but when I was about your age,
I was the second-story man.
I'd break into people's houses,
climb up the back stairs, take all their stuff.
- Shut up.
- Oh man, you're the coolest guidance counselor ever.
- No. No, it wasn't cool, it was stupid.
I got caught, but I was 17,
so they let me off with a warning,
some counseling sessions and...
- Why do you think that you did it?
- I don't really know.
Let's get outta here.
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I'll be there when you call ♪
♪ Watchin' as it all falls to the ground ♪
♪ But I'll rise and I rebound ♪
- Hi.
- Look, I hate this.
I hate not being with you.
Being close to you.
- I'm sorry, this is just a really bad time, Chris.
I have a lot going on right now.
- I know, I can tell.
What's goin' on?
Maybe I can help?
- I can't find my phone.
- What do you mean?
When was the last time you saw it?
- At Sarah's.
- No, no, you probably just left it inside.
- No, I looked for it.
It was dark in her place,
and I remember using the flashlight on my phone
to look for something.
- Maybe Jack picked it up
and thought it was his or something.
- Wait, Jack. Who's Jack?
- Will you please call him, Lark?
- I can't call him.
He's gonna think I have a thing for him or something.
- Lark, are you seeing someone else right now?
- No. This is a really bad time.
Nic and I have to go.
- I was walking around,
and I think I sat in a big chair at one point.
I'm not sure.
- Just calm down.
- Somebody is gonna go over there,
and they're gonna see my phone in a murdered woman's house.
They're gonna know I was there.
This is exactly why I did not wanna get involved.
I am so upset at you right now.
No, I'm upset at me for listening to you.
- Okay, I will get your phone back.
I got you into this, I will take care of it, okay?
(tense music) (Lark sighs)
I got this.
You can wait here.
Okay.
(handle rattles)
Okay.
(door creaks)
- [Nicole] Oh, my God.
(door creaks)
(door thuds)
(tense music) (crickets chirping)
(footsteps thudding)
Get out of there, Lark.
(tense music)
(knocking at window)
(tense music)
(door thuds)
(doorknob rattling)
(footsteps thudding)
(Nicole gasps)
(Lark breathing shakily)
(footsteps thudding)
(objects crashing)
(Lark gasping)
(tense music)
(glass crunching)
(glass shattering)
(glass crunching)
(Lark exhales sharply)
(foreboding music)
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbling)
- That was too close. - I know, I know.
- We're done with this, right? - Yes, yes.
- Right? Definitely?
- Definitely.
- I saw his face, Lark.
He looked like he could kill someone
without thinking twice about it.
- It's over.
- Good. (sighs)
- I met David about two years ago,
and we hit it off immediately. (laughs)
And now, I can't believe that we're getting married!
(Vanessa chuckles)
(blinker ticking)
Just let me know when we're five minutes away
from the airport, please.
Oh, by the way,
it was really nice that you came to my door to get my bag.
Usually I have to go downstairs and meet the driver.
(tense music)
Hey, why are we slowing down?
Hey, what's goin' on here?
Where are we going?
What the hell are you doing?
(Vanessa gasping)
Oh my...
Oh... (phone beeping)
- There is no reception here, Vanessa.
- Let me out of here.
Let me out of here!
What the hell?!
Let me out of here, do you hear me?
(fist thuds) (Vanessa gasps)
(tense music) (Vanessa gasping)
(door thuds) (Vanessa sobs)
- You and I are going to have a little conversation.
(Vanessa sobbing)
There's nowhere to go.
How do you know about Sarah Kent and me?
(Vanessa gasps)
(crickets chirping)
(Lark sighing)
(Lark sniffles)
(line trilling)
- [Lily] Hello? Sarah?
- No.
Is this Lily?
- [Lily] Yes. Who is this?
- I have some information about your sister.
- [Lily] No. You're with the police department?
- Listen, this is really hard to tell you.
Your sister, she's...
- [Lily] Just say it.
I can't take it anymore, just say it.
- Sarah was the woman
who was found in the river two days ago.
She's at the coroner's office in Bridge Point.
- [Lily] How did she die?
- I just thought you should know that she's there.
- [Lily] Did you have anything to do with my sister's death?
- No. (sobbing)
I am so sorry for your loss.
(phone beeps) (Lark sobbing)
(tense music)
- Unlocked. It'll be 500.
- I'll send you a check. - No.
No, last time it took you almost two months to pay me.
- Oh, I'm not good for it, am I?
- Am I speaking English?
Cash only, and now.
(Vanessa yells)
(Vanessa sobbing)
(tense music)
Sounds like someone's not too happy to be here.
- That's my girlfriend.
She gets a little emotional sometimes.
- I wonder if the cops would feel that way.
Not that I would say anything.
- The cash.
What did we say?
500, hm?
- Price just went up. 1,500.
- 1,500 it is.
- It's all here. - Ooh.
Would I stiff you?
You're too valuable for that.
- (smirks) You keep payin' me, I'll keep comin'.
- (laughs) Oh.
Shake on it, eh?
No hard feelings, eh?
(Mark laughs)
(dramatic music) (blood squelching)
(Vanessa sobbing)
(tense music) (birds chirping)
- [Lark Recording] Was there something
you wanted to tell me?
Was there something you wanted to tell me?
(Mark laughs)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
(caller speaking indistinctly)
- Yes.
Yes, this is Paul Summers.
(caller speaking indistinctly)
- Detective?
(caller speaking indistinctly)
- Well, is he all right?
(caller speaking indistinctly)
- You sure? Thank God.
(caller speaking indistinctly)
- Okay, I'll wake her up.
Hold on. Hold on, hold on.
Nicole! Nicole, come here, honey.
- [Nicole] What's going on?
- There's a detective who wants to talk to you.
Danny's in a little trouble.
- What? - He's all right.
But he's at the police station.
- What's going on?
Is Danny okay?
- [Mark] This is Mark Frank,
the man you've been threatening.
Now, let me make this simple for you,
you insignificant little bitch.
You have Sarah's phone.
I've got your dear friend, Vanessa Andrews.
Let's make a trade.
- Okay.
- [Mark] So you tell your grandfather that Danny's fine.
He had too much to drink, and he fell asleep driving.
He's being held at the police station. Go on.
- Danny fell asleep driving.
He's okay. He's at the police station.
- But he's okay, right? - He's all right.
- [Paul] Is there anything I have to do?
- I'm okay, Grandpa. - Good girl.
And now you're gonna do everything I tell you to do.
See, I know what street you live on.
I know what your house looks like.
And at this very moment,
I've got a high powered rifle
aimed right at your grandfather's head.
He's wearing blue pajamas and his gray hair is a mess, yes?
Nicole, please understand, I am your worst nightmare.
Now you be at the Red Room tonight on Plymouth Drive,
11:00 PM sharp.
Give Sarah's phone to the bouncer at the front. Come alone.
And for Vanessa's sake, don't bring any cops.
Now, smile at your grandpa and get your ass moving.
- Anything I can do? - That's all right.
I'll be back later.
I'll see you, okay?
- Okay. - All right, I love you.
- Love you too.
These kids, jeez.
- He's gonna let her go, right?
This is all our fault.
Every bit of it.
- I cannot believe how stupid I was to use Vanessa's ID.
I thought that she was already in Spain.
Okay, he wants the phone.
We'll copy everything on it this time and give it to him.
He should be here tonight at 10:00 PM.
- He said I have to come alone.
- You're not going alone.
- What the fuck?
You're calling the police now.
- He threatened to kill my grandfather, Mr. Dousette.
- That's when you know it's time
to call the police, all right?
He's kidnapped your friend.
I mean, can we just count how many stupid things
that you two have done in the last 48 hours?
- We've been asking for your advice the whole time.
- All right, Lark,
you haven't listened to a damn thing that I've said.
- Are you gonna go with us or not?
Normally I would ask my friend Drea for this kind of thing
'cause she's a badass, but she's at an MMA tournament,
so it's just not really-
- Normally you'd ask your friend, Drea?
How many times do you get into this kinda thing?
- So, if I were to study abroad,
what year would I need to know that by?
- Well, freshman year is a...
All right, I'll drop off the phone.
- He said just me, no one else.
Okay, so I'll bring my girlfriend,
that'd probably be okay?
- Jack, we just want you to drive us.
But we have to give the phone to the bouncer,
that's just the way that it is.
- All right.
Pick you up at 10:15.
(anticipatory music)
(fists thudding) (both grunting)
- Hey, hey, Chris, he's tapping!
(Chris panting)
What the hell has gotten into you?
You almost took Mike's head off.
What are you thinking?
Get over here.
- [Chris] Sorry, man. (panting)
- Chris, you need to stay focused for tomorrow's match.
You win this, you go to regionals.
You know that.
- Yeah. (panting)
- (sighs) Now, let's lay it on the line.
You hurt your girl.
- I know!
- You still love her? - More than ever.
All right, but now she won't even talk to me.
- Give her some time and give her some space.
Do you want me to cancel the match?
There's no shame.
- No.
- Well, I feel sorry for your opponents.
Nice ground and pound, by the way.
(Chris exhales)
- [Nicole] What time did he say he'd be here?
- He's gonna be here any minute.
(anticipatory music) (gravel crunching)
Let's go.
Wait a second.
(knife clinks)
- Really? - I'm not taking any chances.
- All right, let's keep it simple and do it by the numbers.
I'm gonna drop you off down the street from the club.
You give the envelope to the bouncer,
and then you come back, okay?
- Yeah.
♪ And maybe your one true crime ♪
♪ Always being on my mind ♪
- Lark?
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
♪ And maybe your one true crime ♪
- I don't know, really.
♪ Maybe I'll ♪
(upbeat music)
- Thanks for driving us.
- Hey, listen to me carefully.
Hey, you drop it off with the bouncer
and you say it's for Mark Frank and you race back, right?
- Right.
(upbeat music)
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Listen.
Follow my instructions or I'm outta here.
- Understood.
- You would not leave us, Jack.
- Yes, I would, Lark.
I would leave you. Now, go.
- You would not leave me.
- We have a package for Mark Frank,
will you make sure it gets to him?
- You gotta give that to him yourself.
- No, he said that we could give it to you.
- Half off for hot chicks.
- Okay, first of all, that's disgusting.
- Mark Frank said we could give it to you.
- I got a package from Mark Frank.
Okay.
You'll meet our hostess inside.
You can give the package to her.
- We can't go inside. - Then don't.
- Okay, we'll hand it to her and then we'll leave.
Okay.
(door handle clicks)
- Come on.
(Jack sighs)
(door thuds)
- You have a package?
- We just wanna drop it off with you.
- Good. Follow me.
- Hey, ladies, wanna join in?
- [Hostess] Follow me.
- I don't think that we have a choice.
- Hey, my man, it's just me. How much?
- Password?
- I didn't get the text.
All right, I got the text,
I just, I don't remember the password.
Look, I got the text.
I just, I don't remember the password.
- No password, no entry.
- [Jack] Take that?
- Hey, I just remembered, tonight's Thursday.
No password required.
- All right.
- Hey, if you ever need anything,
feel free to gimme a call.
- Yeah, you know what?
I could actually use some intel on a regular of yours.
His name's Mark Frank.
I'm gonna call you.
All right? Thank you.
(tense music)
- Please sit.
Someone will be by to pick up the package shortly.
(music continues) (singer vocalizing)
♪ You're in the trenches ♪
(metal clanging)
♪ Glow up in the dark ♪
♪ Knew I had ya from the start ♪
- What the hell is this place? - I don't know.
We gotta get outta here. Now.
♪ You and me are enemies ♪
♪ Picture perfect ♪
♪ Say it's so ♪
♪ You want a shot ♪
♪ Well, come on let's go ♪
♪ Whoa ♪
- [Nicole] I wanna get out of here.
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Oh, I'm livin' for the moment ♪
♪ Head high ♪
♪ Reaching for the brighter sky, oh ♪
♪ It's ours to believe in ♪
♪ Ours to believe in ♪
♪ I got a feeling that it's physical ♪
♪ Oh ♪
- No, stop. Stop.
- [Nicole] What are you talking about?
- [Lark] You're hurting my hand.
- I'm not holding your hand.
- [Mark] Hello. (Lark and Nicole screams)
(knife thuds)
(Mark groans)
- Run, get outta here! - Oh, you bitch!
- Oh, my God! - Oh, you bitch!
(music continues) (musician vocalizing)
♪ In the trenches ♪
- Jack?
- Lark, what are you doing?
I told you not to come in here. Let's go.
- I know, I'm sorry.
- Hey! Come watch her, she's-
(all exclaiming)
- [Jack] Hey! Let go of them!
- Stop! - You're hurting me!
- Stop! - Let go of me!
- Hey, man! Do yourself a favor, mind your own business.
(fists thudding) (fighters grunting)
(Lark gasps)
- Oh, my God! - Come on.
(bell rings) (students chattering)
- Mr. Dousette, what the hell happened to you?
- Miniature golf. It was a really tough course.
All right, let's get onto your oral reports.
Zave, I think you're up.
What does graduation mean to you?
- What graduation means to me is that...
- I'll take that.
Excuse us, Zave.
Lark?
Vice Principal Knobbs wants to meet you at your swim locker.
Somebody broke into it.
- Okay.
- [Zave] Sometimes change can be scary,
but that's not how I see it.
(water splashing) (eerie music)
- Hello?
Vice Principal Knobbs?
(dramatic music)
Vanessa!
(Lark gasping)
(eerie music)
(keypad clacking) (anticipatory music)
- (grunts) Hey, my phone! - Who gave you that note?
- It was the Vice Principal. - No, it wasn't.
- What else do you want from me? Ow!
- It wasn't! (fist thuds)
- Ow!
- You're not going fucking anywhere
until you tell me who gave you that note.
- Okay, a big scary dude. That's all.
- What did he say to you?
- He was at the attendant's office
when I was leaving this morning.
He gave me $40 and told me-
- What direction did he go?
- [Student] He told me he'd slit my throat
if I told anybody.
- I will fucking slit your throat
if you don't tell me where he went.
- Help!
Please help me!
- Miss Prescott!
(student's back thuds) (student groans)
(Lark exhales sharply)
What in God's name is going on here?
- This whacked out chick just started attacking me.
- [Vice Principal Knobbs] Is that right, Lark?
- Yeah.
- My office. Now!
Did you hear what I said, young lady?
- Yeah, I would like to report a dead body
found in the pool of Bridge Point Falls High School.
Yeah, you heard me. Lark Prescott.
- [Vice Principal Knobbs] Miss Prescott,
come with me right now!
(solemn music)
- Lark.
(Lark exhales sharply) Hey, where are you going?
- To kill that mother fucker.
- Lark, you're not thinking straight.
- I can't believe he killed Vanessa.
- Listen, the most important thing
is you don't get yourself killed
and the rest of us along with you.
- I just wanted to do something good to help Sarah,
and I just made everything so much worse. (sobbing)
(gentle music)
- Listen,
you are one in a million, Lark.
And you're just 17 and for some reason
you don't feel alive unless you're righting wrongs.
I would love to be like you, but it's not who I am.
When I was young, my grandfather, he gave me this.
He brought it back from Ireland.
It is a Celtic Tree of Life.
It stands for strength, harmony.
Life is complicated,
but in the end, there's always balance.
Take it.
It's gotten me through some tough times.
I want you to go to the police and tell them everything.
Okay?
- Yeah.
(gentle music)
(keys jingling)
(door lock rattling)
(door lock clicks)
(door creaks)
(fire crackling) (tense music)
(dog barking)
(tense music)
- Did you really think
the bouncer wouldn't say anything to me?
And now you've come into my house,
and so I have the legal right to kill you.
(dramatic music)
(dog barking)
- Hey, I'm so sorry about what you've been through today.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. (chuckles)
Not yet. This hasn't been cleared.
I don't know if we're taking you out of town,
or to Social Services.
- Okay.
(dispatcher chattering)
- What's your last name, Officer?
- Oh, Rasinski. - Rasinski. (chuckles)
- But everyone calls me Rad.
- (chuckles) It's kind of retro, I like it.
- Thank you.
(dispatcher chattering)
Oh.
(dispatcher chattering)
Yeah, copy that.
All right, we're clear.
(door creaks)
(Lark sighs)
- Kind of glad that you're coming inside.
- You kiddin' me?
I'm not letting you outta my sight.
- I'm good with that. (chuckles)
(Lark sighs)
(shower water splashing)
Thanks.
My mom's back.
Just in time for graduation.
(scoffs) I'm not making it to graduation.
It's too bad.
- Yeah, that's rough.
(door creaking)
(water splashing stops) (crickets chirping)
(door latch clicks)
- Jesus. - Stay where you are!
- Whoa, whoa. - Who are you?
- You must be Lark, yes?
I'm Mark Frank.
I'd like to think of myself as your mother's new boyfriend.
- Oh.
Hi.
- Lark, do you know this man?
- Yes, I just, I thought that my mom
was dating someone else.
- Someone else?
- Yeah. I thought that...
I thought that my mom was dating this-
- (chuckles) No, that's very funny, Lark.
No, that was taken just the other night at Chez Pierre,
the night I met your mother.
- Who is that? - Well, that's Pierre.
He likes to get himself into every single photo,
the old ham.
If you just flick that.
There we are.
That's me and your mother just the other night.
Yeah.
No, don't worry.
Anyway, look, I've got to get this stuff to your mother.
- Yes, sure. - She will bite my head off.
- Oh! - You know that.
- Could you also just tell my mom that I'm here?
- Yes, of course I will.
She's really looking forward to the graduation ceremony.
Hey, good job, Officer.
- Thank you.
- Oh, my God. - Seems like a great guy.
- Yeah, he seems like it.
(doorbell rings)
(shower water splashing)
- Everything good here, Rad? - So far so good.
- Nicole, this is Officer Rad.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Hey, be safe.
It's all gonna work out.
- Thank you.
Who's upstairs?
- Oh, my mom is back.
She's got a new guy with her.
- [Nicole] Gosh.
- Oh Nicole, this is Mark Frank.
(tense music)
- Hello, Nicole.
- No.
- What? - That's him.
That's Mark Frank.
- What do you mean?
- That's him, that's the Mark Frank,
the one that killed Sarah.
- Rad!
(knife whooshes) (knife thuds)
(Lark gasps) (Rad spluttering)
- Lark! - Oh, my God!
(Nicole's head thuds) (Nicole grunts)
(tense music)
Please leave us alone.
- Do you remember this? Huh?
(Lark gasping)
(suspenseful music) (footsteps thudding)
(phone chimes)
(suspenseful music continues)
Lark, you little fucking daddy's bitch.
You think I won't find you?
Don't you make me come and get you.
(footsteps thudding)
(Lark gasping)
(door knob rattling)
- What is this?
He took the gun.
(footsteps thudding)
- Lark?
Are we having a nice little fun game together?
Where are you?
(dramatic music) (Lark screaming)
Where you gonna go?
(Lark gasping) (tense music)
- [Lark] Nicky.
- What's going on? - Shh.
- What's happening? Lark!
- Okay, okay.
(door creaks)
(door thuds)
Okay, we have to be real quiet, okay?
You can't make any noise.
Okay?
(suspenseful music)
(Nicole screaming)
(both screaming)
(dramatic music)
(music fades) (engine rumbling)
(tense music)
(fire crackling)
- You should be scared.
(tape rips)
- You sick fuck!
- But I'm the man you've been looking for.
- You're an animal.
- You never know what you're going to find
when you search online.
Is there something you wanted to tell me?
(tape rips)
- Please stop. We're sorry for everything we did to you.
Please!
- Oh, I don't believe you.
- We're sorry for everything. (sobbing)
- Now you. Was there something you wanted to tell me?
- Where the fuck is my mother?
(Mark laughs)
- That's very heroic of you,
thinking about your mother at a time like this,
when I'm about to kill you.
- Please!
- Lark!
- Chris!
(dramatic music)
(air whipping) (both grunting)
I can't believe that you're here.
- L, you break up with me and look what happens.
- You tracked me on your phone. Thank you.
(dramatic music) Chris!
Stop! Stop!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Stop!
- Please, stop! - Chris!
Please, please, please, please, please, please!
Please, just let him go.
- Please, please.
Please, please.
(dramatic music)
- Chris.
(tools clattering)
(chainsaw whirring) - They'll find you in pieces.
(intense music)
This is going to be so much fun.
- It would be damn near impossible to beat you.
I understand that now, unless of course I had a friend.
- (laughs) Hello, Nicole.
- [Lark] I mean my other friend.
- Yeah, what about me, man?
You think I can handle you?
Or what about him?
- Think I can handle you?
What about him?
(dramatic music)
- You think I can handle you, little man?
- And don't forget about me.
(switch clangs)
- Tonight's lesson, anything goes.
Especially if you're fighting
this scum sucking piece of trash!
Lark, Nicole, I want you to leave now.
You were never here, you understand?
Chris, you're going too.
- Drea, no. - You're going.
I'll be right out.
- Come on, let's go.
- Lark. Lark, turn around and go.
- Lark, don't. - Hold him tight.
(anticipatory music)
- This is for what you did to my mother.
(hand slaps)
This is for what you did to Vanessa.
(hand slaps)
This is for what you did to Sarah.
(hand slaps)
And this is for what you did to Jack,
you sick, sick fuck! (fist thuds)
- That's enough, Lark.
(intense music)
Save a little for me.
(men grunting) (fists thudding)
(objects clattering)
- Come on, Pat. Come on! - Come on, Pat, get him.
(fists thudding) (Mark groaning)
(dramatic music) (objects clattering)
- Get him, get him, Pat! - I got him!
- Where's my mom?
- Your mom's gotta go to the hospital to get checked out.
She's gonna be okay.
Chris, you need to take 'em there.
Nicole, one of my guys is gonna take you home.
- I love you.
- Lark, after you drop your mom off, go back to my studio,
get cleaned up and I'll meet you back at the hospital.
Lark, it's gonna be okay.
I'm gonna go take care of this bastard.
- Where are we?
- We're taking you to the hospital, Mom.
- Oh.
When do we go home?
- Soon.
(gentle music)
Thank you for not quitting on me.
- Never.
- I'm gonna take a shower. - Yeah.
- And we should head back to the hospital.
- Definitely.
(Chris exhales shakily)
(anticipatory music) (jewelry clinking)
- Let him go.
Let him go.
(fists thudding) (Drea grunting)
You're pathetic.
(grunting continues) (music continues)
(gentle music)
(phone ringing)
- Hey. - [Drea] Where are you exactly?
- I'm on my way to the hospital, why?
Is it my mom? What's happening?
- [Drea] It's not about your mom.
When you get to the hospital, I'll be there at the entrance.
Don't stop for anything.
- Drea, what's going on?
I've never heard you talk like this.
- [Drea] He got away.
(dramatic music)
(knife thuds) (fighter grunts)
(gunfire popping) (dramatic music)
(thunder rumbling) Hurry, Lark.
(eerie music)
(dramatic music)
(Lark gasping)
- Pull over. I said pull over.
(gravel crunching)
(suspenseful music)
Move.
Move. Come on.
(owl hooting)
(dramatic music)
Do you want a dagger in your back,
or in the front, hm?
Daddy's little girl.
Your mother told me all about you.
- No, she didn't.
- Yes, she did. - No, she-
- She confided in me about your father.
I think he died somewhere in these woods, didn't he?
- Stop.
- Don't you tell me what to do!
You're all the same, you lot.
(knife thuds) I'm not taking you out fast.
I'm gonna take my time with you.
It's too bad your father isn't here to see
what a mess-
- No!
- Of a human being you turned out-
- Don't say that. - To be.
- (sobbing) Don't say that.
- You got into my business! My business!
Because you always think you're right, don't you? Hm?
You always...
You...
(hand slaps) (Lark groans)
Lark, you're alone now in the woods.
No more pretending.
No more games.
You're in the woods-
- Stop. - Alone with me.
Now, how do you want to die?
Like this?
- Stop.
(hand slaps)
(Lark gasping)
- Everything ends.
(Lark choking)
We've had so much fun, haven't we?
(choking continues) (dramatic music)
Bye, Lark.
(dramatic music) (tree branch stabs)
(Lark gasping) (Mark grunts)
(triumphant music)
(intriguing music)
(intriguing music continues)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(triumphant music)