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(ominous music)
(light eerie music) (fire crackling)
♪ He knows everything about me ♪
♪ What I love, what I hate, what I dream ♪
♪ Ain't nobody could love me like he would ♪
♪ But he don't love me like that ♪
♪ You see, he's the one I can't get out my head ♪
♪ Every touch, every word that he said ♪
♪ I play it back again and boy it makes me spin ♪
♪ But he don't love me like that ♪
♪ And oh, I get so close to losing control ♪
♪ Pouring our my heart and my soul ♪
♪ But I'd rather have him in my life ♪
♪ Than watch him say goodbye ♪
♪ You're the one that's always got my back ♪
♪ When I'm running, you are my shadow ♪
♪ And I can't let go ♪
♪ I wish that there was something I could do ♪
♪ But I can't unlove you ♪
♪ When I'm low, you always stake me higher ♪
♪ When I'm cold, boy, you are my fire ♪
♪ And you brought me through ♪
♪ I wish that there was something I could ♪
♪ But I can't unlove you ♪
♪ I, I, I can't unlove you ♪
(balloon popping)
♪ He's the one who slowly breaks my heart ♪
♪ Every time him and I are apart ♪
♪ I was someone else, not knowing how I felt ♪
♪ But he don't love her like that ♪
♪ Yeah, I wish I would be swept away ♪
♪ And I would forget all about your face ♪
♪ Ain't nobody could be better than you would ♪
♪ So I wouldn't love him like that ♪
♪ Hey, oh ♪
(bed creaking) - Oh, yeah.
(Andrew grunting)
Woo!
Oh, yeah, here we go.
And I'm feeling right.
Oh, yeah, getting close.
Oh, here it is.
Ready?
(Andrew grunting)
Fire in the hole. (Andrew moaning)
(Andrew sighing)
- I love you. - Oh, yeah.
(Andrew sighing)
That made this whole work week worth it.
- Glad you enjoyed it.
- What, you didn't get anything from that?
What, nothing at all?
All right, well, what would you have liked?
- I would like to feel that we are connecting.
- Seriously?
You didn't feel that?
(Andrew scoffs)
All right, what did I do wrong this time?
- You seem to be turning this into a competition.
I'm not a goal. (Andrew chuckling)
See, you don't care how I feel.
It's always about you.
- Oh, come on.
You know I have a sense of humor.
I was just thinking about something funny.
(Chloe scoffs)
- You think this is funny?
- I thought you liked it whenever I took you to pound town?
Baby, I was joking.
I'm not dealing with this shit.
(somber music)
Fuck this.
- So, what, you're gonna go hang out
with your buddies instead of dealing with this?
- Nope.
- Then what are you doing?
- Avoiding this mess.
- What does that mean?
- I want a divorce.
(somber music continues)
(door slamming)
Come on, I'm not a total dick.
I let you keep the house, didn't I?
How many times do you have to read the thing?
- Just like that, it's over?
- No, you still haven't signed it.
Come on, I got a new girl now.
She's younger, better looking, does what I want her to,
and complains a whole lot less than you ever did.
Quick and painless.
- You're an asshole.
- I know.
I'm a free asshole.
Enjoy your life.
(door slamming)
(somber music)
(Chloe crying)
(Chloe sighs)
(phone ringing)
(fist knocking)
- I know you're in here.
I heard the phone ringing.
Or I can just let myself in.
What is this? (door slamming)
Are we enjoying a self-pity party?
- I need to be alone.
- Oh, yeah, because that works.
It's been a month and honestly,
you look like you're on your way to alcohol poisoning.
Spill it.
- It's over.
- What?
Your hopes, your dreams, world hunger?
What's over?
- Andrew and I.
- Oh, God, babe, that was over months ago.
- What I need right now is a "I told you so."
- Oh, yeah, well I mean when you're right, you're right.
And you staying in and getting drunk isn't really helping.
We need to get drunk properly.
Come on, we have to get you up.
- What? - And cleaned up, yes, yes.
- Oh, no. - You're coming with me.
We are going out. - Oh, come on.
- You're getting dressed now.
- I don't want to. (Sam singing)
- We're gonna have fun.
Get dressed.
Take a bath, do it.
We're going out.
Hey, sweets. - Hi, Mom.
The delivery guy just dropped this off.
(Sam gasps) - Perfect, just in time.
- I had to forge your signature again.
- Again?
(Angela giggling)
- Yeah, well, I'm gonna go to the mall.
- Okay.
All right, be home by nine o'clock.
- Why, it's not like you'll be.
- Oh, young lady, you do as I say, not as I do.
Come here, give me a kiss.
Oh. (lips smacking)
(both giggling)
Go, and nine o'clock!
- Bye, Mom. - Bye, I'm serious.
It's heavy.
This is awesome.
Woo hoo! (Chloe groaning)
- What the hell?
Sam, what is this?
- I wanna fuck you.
This is your new lover.
- A teddy bear?
- Well, you're either gonna make Andrew really angry
with another man or you're just gonna fuck up your life
with a trail of new losers, so I figured I'd bring you
something that would make you smile.
And you know what is name is?
(Sam gasps)
It's Bearry.
Oh, oh, oh, wait.
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
- Oh, so cute.
All right, are you hungry?
- Yeah.
Yeah, let's get outta here.
- [Sam] Oh, I need a drink.
Okay, whew!
(Chloe sighs)
(light romantic music)
- Here you go.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Um. - Oh.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Stephen, your girlfriend is at table 16.
- Stop it.
(Stephen sighs)
Here you are. - Oh.
- Is there anything else I can get you?
- No, thank you.
- Hm, he's cute for an older guy.
- Can I just enjoy my meal, please?
- You can try. (Chloe scoffs)
Oh, this kid.
- Hey, Mom.
So, I think I left my purse in the trunk of your car
or in the locker at the gym, in which case I might have to
replace your credit card.
So, I'm really hoping it's in the trunk of your car.
- What?
You'd forget your head if it wasn't attached.
Did you at least remember to lock the front door?
- Yes, Mom, I'm not an idiot.
- I'll be back.
(light romantic music)
- Is everything okay?
(Chloe chuckling)
Good.
You need anything else, just let me know.
- No, I'm good.
- I'm just checking.
Enjoy.
- Are you done yet?
We need to get you white girl drunk.
(Sam gulping)
Let's go.
- Sam, you forgot these.
- Thanks for coming.
(upbeat music)
- Anything else?
Okay, ladies, here's your tab.
I think you've had enough.
(Chloe groaning)
- What am I going to do with you?
(Chloe chuckling)
I guess I'll be snuggling with you tonight.
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
- Aw.
Mm.
(upbeat music)
(Chloe sighs)
Cute, but I'm not in the mood.
You sure are needy.
Crap, what time is it?
Oh, God.
I'm late.
I can't believe I let Sam set me up.
(light romantic music)
- Let me tell you a little bit about myself.
I enjoy a rousing fencing tournament,
I am well versed in Shakespeare,
and I enjoy occasionally the odd cricket,
or the delightful fox hunt.
Now, tell me a little bit about yourself.
You're vegan, am I understanding that correctly?
Or is it that raw thing?
I don't know.
I enjoy haggis myself.
Oh, my goodness.
Have you ever had haggis?
Oh!
- No, you got it wrong.
I'm not looking for a girlfriend.
I'm looking for girlfriends. (Chloe scoffs)
- How old are you? - Oh, I'm 18.
I'm legal.
I'm into MILFs.
- Wow.
You're pretty.
- Woo wee!
You're prettier than Betsy.
- Who's Betsy?
- That's my prize winning heifer.
- Move along.
(video game beeping)
(Stephen chuckling)
- Yes!
Bitch.
(Chloe laughing)
- I can't believe it.
I might be getting that promotion.
Yes, I'm going to dinner with my boss.
No, it's not a date.
Sam, why do you have to crap on every good thing
that happens to me?
(Chloe scoffs)
Yes, he just got out of a marriage.
How long?
I don't know, who cares.
No, it's just business.
Besides if it wasn't, he'd be better than any of those
losers you tried setting me up with.
They were horrible.
Sam, come on.
Whatever.
Mm hm.
Oh, come on.
Be happy I'm getting this promotion.
I earned it and not the way you do.
(Chloe giggling)
(Chloe sighing)
You support me, don't you, Bearry?
(light music)
(hand slapping) (Kelly scoffs)
- Tasty.
- Hi. - Yeah.
- Good to see you.
- It's better to see you.
- Thanks for considering me.
I figured dinner first, then we can discuss the position?
- I'm sure there are plenty of positions you're good at.
I don't think we'll have a problem finding one.
- I really want this promotion.
- Well, let's see if you earn it.
Yeah, that's fucked up.
- I really know how to pick 'em.
- Well, it seems like you had a lot on your chest
you had to get off of.
Why don't we do this?
Go back to your place, get some drinks,
and I'll help you forget all about that guy.
You know, earn your promotion.
- Excuse me?
- Look, lady, if I didn't earn any trim listening
to that crap, tell me what do I have to do?
- You just wanted to sleep with me?
You're a pig!
- So, is that a no?
Look, first you bring me to this shit hole,
then you dump this crap of a story on me,
and you're telling me I don't get anything out of it?
- Get out of here!
- Excuse me?
- Get out of here!
- Is there a problem?
- Yes!
- You need to leave.
- Oh, well, this place turned out to be a bust anyway.
Looks like I have to find somebody else
that's more qualified for the position.
Better yet, why don't you take a vacation?
Unpaid, of course.
Fuck you.
- Hit the road, bitch!
Okay, looks like my shift's over.
(light music)
- Are you okay?
- What's wrong with me?
- I don't think there's anything wrong with you.
- Why am I surrounded by losers?
- Do you have anyone you can call?
- Yeah.
Thank you.
- All right, I've got something to finish up in the back,
but I'll be close by if you need anything.
(restaurant guests talking over each other)
(phone beeping) (Chloe sighs)
- [Sam] It's Sam, you know what to do.
(voicemail beeping) - Sam, call me back.
(phone beeping)
(light romantic music)
(wine bottles clinking)
(Chloe clears throat)
Hi.
I hate to ask, but would I be able
to get a ride home tonight?
I feel a bit uncomfortable calling
a complete stranger for a ride.
- Sure.
Just let me finish up a few things.
- Is there anything I can help with?
- Yeah, grab a towel.
You know, I'm sorry you lost your job.
Hey, I can do this tomorrow.
Let's get you home.
(car engine rumbling) (bugs chirping)
We're here.
It's a really nice place you got.
- What am I gonna do?
- Look, I can offer you a job till you get on your feet.
- Thank you, but I'm not a waitress.
- No, not as a waitress, as a bar back.
You were damn good tonight.
(Chloe giggling)
Hey, I got a laugh outta you.
There's a start.
If you need anything, I'm here to help.
- Thank you.
(car door slamming)
(light dramatic music)
You love me, don't you, Bearry?
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
- I know you do.
I love you bearry much, too.
(dramatic whooshing)
(Chloe sighs)
Why are all men creeps?
That jackass made me lose my mind tonight.
I wish he'd lose his.
- Hey, you need to hire another woman.
That bitch, Chloe, didn't work out.
I took her for an interview for dinner.
She was ungrateful, uptight.
Excuse me?
I got a position for any woman in this goddamn office!
I'm the boss!
Exactly.
Now you make sure the next one has big tits.
I need something to look at.
I don't know, email me your top three.
I don't have all night.
It's been wasted. (ominous music)
Get the job done.
Oh this is it, maybe this one.
Yeah, this is the one.
Yeah, you know you want it.
You can file some paperwork for daddy.
All these women are better than that prude, Chloe.
(dramatic music)
I hope she goes further than her preliminary.
(Jeff chuckling)
(suspenseful music) (Jeff gagging)
(dramatic music)
- [Seahorn] That is a horrible way to die.
- Coulda been a fetish thing.
- Oh, good, that changes my whole perspective on him.
He was a pervert.
(Seahorn sighs)
What do you think this is?
- It looks like the perp might've had on padded gloves.
- Yeah, maybe you're right.
So what do we know about our body there?
- His last call was to a business associate.
He said his business date didn't go well.
- Uh huh, well then,
we know who we're gonna talk to next, don't we?
(gentle music)
- Morning, Bearry.
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
(Chloe giggling)
- I love you too.
What happened?
You're hurt.
(gentle music continues)
All done.
Do you want breakfast, Bearry?
I do.
(doorbell ringing)
(door creaking)
Hi, can I help you?
- Yes, ma'am.
We're detectives Clark and Seahorn.
We were seeing if we can ask you some questions.
- Uh, sure, would you like to come in?
- Thank you, ma'am, that would be great.
This shouldn't take long.
- Okay.
- Just a few questions.
(coffee splashing)
(Seahorn sighs)
- So, what's this about?
- Do you know a Mr. Jeff Hardcastle?
- He's my boss.
Well, was my boss.
- [Clark] When was the last time you saw him?
- Uh, I saw him last night.
- [Seahorn] Were you working?
- It was a business meeting. - Dating?
- We aren't dating.
It was just dinner after work.
- Uh, well, we have witnesses that say you two were dating.
- What witnesses? - Work-related witnesses.
They said they two were a thing.
- We're not a thing.
I was up for a promotion.
Can you please tell me what this is all about?
(Seahorn clears throat)
- Um, Mr. Hardcastle was discovered dead last night.
- What?
How, I was just- - We'll ask the questions.
- [Seahorn] What time did your business dinner conclude?
- Around 9:00. - Did it go well?
- We won't be seeing each other again.
- Yes, obviously.
- Oh, my God, did you hear the great news?
That motherfucking prick got exactly what he deserves.
And I when that and I thought to myself, "You go, girl!"
- [Chloe] These are the detectives
investigating Jeff's death.
- Oh, okay, I actually didn't mean that she did it.
I just meant that he was a dog and he got what he deserved.
- Not helping. - Okay, I'm actually going to
grab the wine and I'll be in the bedroom.
(glasses clinking) - Hold it, who are you?
We may have questions for you later.
- [Sam] Okay, um, talk to my lawyer.
- Wait a minute!
What the?
(Chloe sighs)
You're uh- - Um...
- You know your story has a lot of holes in it.
Would you like to fill in some of them?
- Just a few?
- We will check out your story, ma'am.
- Not saying you're a suspect.
- But everybody that knew him is.
- I'll cooperate in anyway I can.
- What about your friend?
- Oh, she drinks a lot.
We're planning an intervention.
- Hm. - Yeah.
We'll be in contact.
Thank you, ma'am.
(light music)
- What the hell? - I know!
Who the fuck let the cops in?
Bad move, sister.
- What was I supposed to do?
- Give a girl some warning, please.
(Chloe sighs)
So, how's Bearry working out for ya?
- He's been a comfort to me, unlike some people.
(Sam gasps) - Harsh.
You know they don't really think it's you.
- They probably do now.
- Grab a glass.
Oh, quit worrying.
You know you'd be in silver bracelets right now
if they really thought it was you.
- They focused on me.
- So cops have to do that.
I mean, they have to weed out the guilty.
- I just hope I never have to see them again.
- Ugh, yeah.
- Mm, he's so comfy.
- I know, right?
I could just get drunk all day long
and hang out with Bearry.
- Back off, sister, he's mine.
- And you know, it's definitely a man.
Just the way he was killed.
Whew, brutal.
- How was he killed?
(doorbell dinging) (Sam gasps)
- He's here.
Oh, my God, we're in the bedroom.
- Who?
- Ah, there he is! - Oh, my God.
What are you doing here?
- Oh, I hear you have man issues?
- Oh, great. - I'm here to help.
(Luis giggling)
Is all the wine gone?
- [Sam] No, we have a bunch more bottles inside.
- Perfect. - Ooh, yeah.
- How did he die?
- He lost his mind.
No, like literally, it went rolling on the floor.
There he is. (Luis giggling)
- I need to catch up. (Chloe sighs)
- And you know, it definitely wasn't you.
You're not that mean.
Okay, so the first batch didn't work out.
So let's get to the second batch.
- No, no more, please. - There you go.
- You've done enough. - Yeah, give me her phone.
- What?
- Mm hm (giggling).
Okay, this is a new dating app.
I found many a cute man to spend my nights with.
I've already set her up on a few dates already.
- Oh, what? (Luis laughing)
- So, I think it would be great if you were to meet my mom
because she says that if I find a girl who I really like
and makes me happy, I'll always live in happiness.
And I think you look like my mom,
and I really would like you to meet my mom.
It would be really nice.
(speaking foreign language)
(light dramatic music)
- $50,000.
- What's this?
- You marry me, I love you long time, and you rich.
(speaking foreign language)
- I like my women like I like my chocolate.
White, mm.
- I just got out of a really bad relationship,
and I was thinking about you know, trying dating again.
- I can understand that.
- So, you wanna try this dating thing?
- I don't think so.
- Hey, you'd look great as a leading lady in my film.
But I gotta see the goods first.
(hand slapping)
- Sup?
Name's Duane.
Gotta let you know I saw you from across the room,
and if you want this to work out,
you're gonna have to start working out.
And that's not a problem 'cause I only charge
$100 a session.
And once we get that going and we get you
where I need you to be, we can start dating,
and we can start dating hard.
(Duane chuckling)
- Maybe some other time.
- For real?
These could be yours.
(ominous music)
- Is it wrong to love somebody so much?
- I gotta go.
(dramatic music)
(doorbell ringing)
(handle rattling)
(light eerie music)
(intense dramatic music)
What are you doing here?
How'd you find me?
- I followed you. (door handle rattling)
Why did you leave me?
I thought things were going great.
- You better leave now or I'm calling the police.
- Please don't.
My probation officer will be very mad at me.
Come on.
We're perfect together.
I can feel it.
- What are you, some kinda Jedi?
- [Man] Just give me another chance.
(door handle rattling)
- Leave now or I'm calling the cops.
- But I love you.
- Leave, now!
- Fine, I'll leave.
But you're gonna regret it.
(lips smacking) - Oh, God.
- Look, I am so sorry.
I thought you'd hit it off with one of them.
- That was the biggest group of losers
I've ever encountered.
- You'll find a nice guy.
It just takes time.
- Well, at least I have Bearry.
(car engine rumbling)
(man sighing)
- Oh, fuckin' bitch.
(suspenseful music)
(bottle shattering)
(zipper buzzing)
Look what she's missing.
(leaves rustling)
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(head squishing) (blood splattering)
- So, there's this guy at work who
I really want you to meet.
- No, no more help.
- Well, what if I told you that I actually liked him,
but he was just way too nice.
- Hm.
Yeah, look, I mean if she rejected him for being decent,
you might wanna jump on that or I will.
- No, I've had enough.
Okay, I just started a fantastic new job,
my divorce is final.
Okay, you guys, I'm happy.
I don't need a man right now.
Besides, I have you two.
(both laughing)
- Well, what if I told you that I invited him
here for drinks tonight.
- Mm. - And if you don't meet him
I'm gonna buy a strap-on for Bearry.
- What? - Yeah, so you're gonna
meet him and you're gonna like him.
(Chloe sighs)
- I think you need more wine.
- I don't wanna do this.
- Just go along with it, okay?
It's not like you have to sleep with him.
- Come here, come on you go.
(Sam giggling)
Hey, guys, this is Ryan.
- Oh, oh, God. - He works with me.
- Hi, guys, nice to meet you.
- Hi, I'm Luis.
(hand slapping) - Back off, vulture.
Actually, Luis and I, we have to go tonight to church-
- The mortuary.
- We actually meant we have to go
to the mortuary- - Church.
- Okay, come on, Luis.
You entertain my friend here.
Take good care of him.
- That was subtle.
- Well, you know what?
I think they're gonna work out.
He was just too nice for me.
- I am so sorry about this.
I didn't know about this until just before.
- It's not your fault.
She is who she is.
Do you wanna have a seat?
- Sure.
Well, it is refreshing to work with her.
She always does make you laugh.
- You seem like a nice guy.
You don't have to stay.
- You seem nice too, and I wanna stay.
So, looks like we're both stuck here together.
Might as well make the most of it, right?
I'm a really good cook.
So, what do you say I say thank you for your hospitality
by making you a nice meal?
- I don't have anything here to cook.
- Okay, well, how about I take you out to dinner?
You pick the place. (Chloe sighs)
- Well, there is this restaurant I go to.
I eat there a lot actually.
- May I have the honor of taking you out to dinner?
(Ryan chuckling) (Chloe giggling)
(light romantic music)
- I'm sorry for talking so much.
- No, no, get it off your chest.
It's not good to hold in bad stuff.
Did I say something wrong?
- No, it's just the last time I had dinner
with someone it didn't end well.
- Well, I'm not that guy.
An average guy, not as crazy as Sam.
(Chloe giggling)
- Thank you.
- Can I share something?
- Please do, I would like that.
- Are you guys ready to order?
- Yeah, are you ready? - Yeah.
(light romantic music)
Thank you.
I had a really nice time.
- I'm so glad.
I did too.
Now, I've got a request.
- What?
- I had a really wonderful time.
I'd love to see you again.
- I will grant that request.
(lips smacking)
(keys jingling)
(Ryan laughing)
Let me tell you about the best date ever!
I can't believe how kind and gentle he is.
(Chloe sighs)
This one's a keeper I think.
(Chloe squealing)
And to think he came from Sam.
(Chloe sighs) (Chloe giggling)
(lips smacking)
(light rock music)
(knife clicking)
- I had so much fun with you last night.
So, when do I get to see you again?
Sounds good. (glass shattering)
(ominous music)
I don't know, nothing.
(suspenseful music)
Hey, Chloe, can I call you back?
Thanks.
(Ryan sighs)
(suspenseful music)
(flesh squishing) (Ryan gagging)
(body thudding)
- [Sam] You know he didn't come into work either.
Don't read too much into this.
- We hit it off so well.
You actually came through and found me an awesome guy.
He said he'd call back.
Doesn't seem like the type of person who plays games.
Is he?
- I don't know, he's kind of like a loner.
I think he's the type that just goes off into nature.
- Oh, that reminds me.
Dad wanted to go camping next weekend.
- Okay, not now, sweetheart.
- I didn't say now.
I said next weekend.
- Okay, you know what, Angela?
You're gonna go home, do your chores,
or you're gonna be camping in your room for a month.
Go. (Angela scoffs)
Seriously?
(Chloe sighs)
He's a hippie, he'll call you.
- I hope so.
I really liked him.
- Let's not focus on him not calling.
Let's celebrate the fact that he's in your life.
(Sam gasps)
Let's go to your favorite restaurant tonight.
- You really are a good friend.
- Better than Luis?
Oh! - Oh!
(Chloe laughing) - Eh, eh, eh.
- Ah, shit.
Poor guy.
- Looks like he was on the phone
with Chloe before he got butchered.
- Well, then, I guess that moves her right
to the top of our list.
(light eerie music)
(light romantic music)
- Evening, officers.
- Is it that obvious?
- Well, I guess so.
- Ah, and I thought we looked just like
a pair of insurance agents.
- What can I get you guys to eat?
- Donuts.
- And a cup of coffee please, sweets.
And a little information on one of your patrons.
- Do you know this woman?
- Um, yeah, she's been in here from time to time.
- Oh, my God, that is the girl
that you drool over every time.
- Well, well, well, that is interesting.
So, you've seen her in here with a man?
- Like a date? - Yes, like a date.
- Perhaps with this person?
- Yeah, he's been in here.
- That guy is a real piece of work!
- Kelly!
- I'll check on my tables.
- What about him?
What do you know about him?
- So she's been in here with different men?
- What can I tell you?
I mean, I didn't talk to them.
- Did it look like somebody was getting some?
- It seemed to be going okay.
- Huh.
Thank you for the information.
We'll be in touch.
(hand tapping)
(Chloe gasps)
Well, well, well.
Hello, Chloe.
- What are you guys doing here?
- We came to sample some local cuisine.
We learned a lot about this spot, didn't we?
- Oh, yeah.
We learned a lot.
- Were you here last night and last Wednesday night?
- Well, I- - No, she was with me,
and another friend.
Now, either arrest her or leave her alone.
- What's going on? - Don't worry about it.
We'll be in touch.
- What did you say to those guys?
- Nothing.
- Yeah, well, why are they acting like that?
- They asked simple questions, I gave them simple answers.
They asked about that creep and then the nice guy.
- Who?
- The nice guy from the other night.
- What happened to him?
- I don't know, they were fishing hard for something.
I don't know what it is,
but you need to figure out your next move.
- Come on, let's go.
(door creaking)
(lighter clicking)
Why are they thinking you're involved?
- Oh, I don't know.
Maybe because they found my boss dead right after
I went out to dinner with him?
And now Ryan's missing.
- Is there something you're not telling me?
- What?
Do you think I had something to do with this?
(Sam sighs)
- I'm not accusing you.
It's just that yes, first, there's your boss.
Then, there's Ryan.
Is there something you wanna tell me?
- I just wanna know what happened to Ryan.
- Are you sure there isn't more to this?
- Yes, Sam, I'm sure!
God.
No, I told you everything.
I met him that one time.
He was a fucking creep and I left.
That's it.
These detectives' questions are borderline harassment.
- All right, sweetheart.
Listen, I believe you and I love you, you know that,
but I have to ask.
Just give me a day and I'll contact my lawyer.
Okay? - Yeah.
Thank you so much, Sam. - Aw, give me a hug.
It's gonna be all right. (lips smacking)
(Sam sighing)
(door slamming)
(Andrew clears throat)
- What are you doing here?
- I have a key.
- This is my house.
- Yeah, in all your attempts to get over me,
you never even thought to change the locks?
(Andrew chuckling)
Nice to hear about the investigation.
My lawyer is just gonna love that.
May even renegotiate whose house this is.
- Get the fuck out.
- Baby, you are never gonna have it as good
as you had it with me.
- You know what?
I found someone better than you.
- Oh, please.
Quit showing off.
Nobody cares about you.
All that you have is my house
and that neurotic little friend of yours.
- I have someone that cares for me.
- Oh, yeah?
What's his name?
- His name? - Yeah.
- His name is Stephen.
- It's that right there.
Right there, you hesitated.
See, I know you.
You are lying. - Fuck you.
- I'm gonna need your wedding ring.
See, I fucked up with the new girl.
I accidentally called her the wrong name in the bedroom,
and I gotta play nice.
- Absolutely not!
- Tell you what.
Either you give me the ring or I go tell the cops
that you threatened me with a knife.
How do you think that's gonna go over with 'em?
Yeah.
Yeah, good girl.
That's what I thought.
(drawers thudding)
Found it.
Will she ever fucking grow up?
Goddamn teddy bear.
(ominous music)
(shower pattering)
(bugs chirping)
(Andrew sighs)
(water splashing)
(dramatic music)
(Andrew screaming)
(chainsaw whirring)
(flesh squishing) (Andrew groaning)
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
(eerie music)
(light romantic music)
- [Katelyn] Eating alone tonight?
- Yeah.
- I like it.
It's peaceful.
I get to enjoy my meal.
- I don't like eating alone.
- [Katelyn] You'll learn to like it.
(chair creaking)
- Hey, Chloe.
How are you doing?
- I'm feeling kinda down.
- Let me buy you dinner.
- That's my boy. (mouth clicking)
(ominous music)
(Stephen chuckling) (Chloe laughing)
- It's good to see you laugh.
- Yeah, there hasn't been much laughing lately.
- Come on, there's plenty to laugh at.
- [Kelly] Stephen, I'm done.
Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
- Good night, Kelly.
See you tomorrow. - Good night.
- [Kelly] I'm sure it will be.
- Would you like to go out with me?
- That would be nice.
(gentle music)
(monster roaring)
(gentle music continues)
(dramatic music)
(glass shattering)
(light music)
(eerie music)
(ominous music)
(gentle music)
- I feel used.
(Chloe laughing)
- You looked so peaceful.
I didn't wanna wake you.
- So what is this?
A wham, bam, thank you, ma'am?
- I'll come by later for dinner if that's okay.
- I'd love that. (soft music)
(lips smacking)
Hey, that's my shirt!
- Mm, I love you, Bearry.
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
- I think I finally met the right one.
Stephen and Chloe.
It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
I'm really falling for him.
(Chloe giggling)
- All right.
Thanks. (ominous music)
(Stephen sighs)
What am I doing?
I don't even like these kinda girls.
She's, she's too young.
Oh, but she makes me laugh.
Who am I kidding?
I love her.
What the hell? (Stephen screaming)
(flesh squishing) (Stephen groaning)
(light dramatic music)
- First the boss, then the date, now an ex-husband.
- You reckon we got enough evidence now to arrest her?
- Oh, yeah.
- Good.
Let's do it.
(ominous music)
- Hey, Stephen, it's Chloe again.
I've been trying to ahold of you for the past few hours.
Just wanna make sure you're okay.
(phone beeping) (Chloe sighs)
(ominous music continues)
(dramatic music)
Bearry?
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
- [Chloe] Bearry?
(Chloe gasping)
(intense dramatic music)
(Chloe panting)
(Chloe screaming)
(intense dramatic music continues)
(Chloe screaming)
- What are you doing here? - That fucking teddy bear.
(Chloe screaming)
Chloe!
Get! (foot thudding)
(Chloe whimpering)
- What the fuck are you talking about?
There is nothing wrong with this bear, okay?
He's fine, look at him.
He's fine.
He's just a bear.
I don't understand you guys. (dramatic music)
It's just Bearry, okay?
(flesh squishing) (Sam screaming)
- Come on, come on. - No!
(Sam screaming)
(ominous music)
(car engine rumbling)
(suspenseful music)
(ominous music)
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
(gate creaking)
- Hey, Chloe, have you seen my mom?
Mom?
(dramatic music)
Mom!
Mom, are you okay?
Mom!
- Angela. - Mom!
- My beautiful daughter.
How was camping? - Mom, what?
Mom, what happened to you?
Mom?
Someone help!
(ominous music) (birds cawing)
(suspenseful music)
(light dramatic music)
- Are you okay?
- Thank you.
(gravel crunching)
(steam hissing)
- Okay, try it.
(car clicking)
- It's not working.
- All right, how about now?
(car clicking)
- Nothing.
- All right, one more time.
(car engine rumbling)
(hood slamming)
- What happened last night?
- It's a teddy bear! (Chloe gasps)
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, she's got a gun.
- [Stephen] Hey, I've seen you.
- Wait, you're the lady from the restaurant.
- There's a teddy bear trying to kill you,
and you're worried about who the fuck I am!
- Wait, it killed her friend, it stabbed me,
and it tried to rape her.
- It's killed everyone around us.
- We have to get as far away from here as we can.
(birds cawing) (eerie music)
Come on, let's go!
(car engine rumbling)
(steam hissing)
- Goddammit!
We're not going anywhere.
- Can you fix it?
- Not without my tools.
'Cause I've been working on it when all this shit started.
- You know, this might just work.
I mean, we're out in the middle of nowhere.
Bearry might not be able to find us.
Let's go.
- Where?
- I know a hunter's shack nearby.
There may be some tools there.
- I'll go fist.
- Do you think she's using him to get away?
- Has to be.
She's running out of options.
She knows she's about to be exposed.
- Yeah, yeah.
I just don't get it.
I mean, she seemed like a perfectly normal person.
What do you think makes someone do something like this?
- Man, people snap.
- Yeah.
(ominous music)
(light dramatic music)
This ain't going anywhere soon.
- Let's just go a little further.
- [Seahorn] Wait, wait, wait, wait, stop, stop.
Over there. (Clark gasps)
- I'll be damned. (Seahorn chuckling)
- That looks like our Hummer.
(gun clicking)
Let's go get her.
- Let's finish this.
(bugs chirping) (door creaking)
(eerie music)
- Hello?
Is anybody here?
Sit. (Chloe gasps)
- I don't think anybody lives here.
- I know this place.
It used to be a testing site for MK Ultra.
It's abandoned.
- I don't see any lights.
- Ah, I go outside and try and see if there's like
a generator or a breaker or something.
- [Chloe] Be careful.
(bugs chirping) (light eerie music)
- What is this place?
Ah, bingo.
Ah, let's see.
(generator sputtering)
(generator rumbling)
- Oh. - Oh, much better.
(light eerie music)
- I don't see any tools.
- Did you see any fuel outside?
- Yeah, there's a bunch of cans by the generator.
- Okay, let's build a fire.
(bugs chirping) (fire crackling)
(ominous music)
- Where'd you learn to build a fire like that?
- You've never been camping?
- No, I never got the chance to go,
but I've always wanted to.
- When all this is over, I'll take you camping.
- Sorry about your friends.
There will be more.
They can hide like a government fly.
- Government?
- Fly.
They program them to spy on us.
- Okay.
- How can he be stopped?
- Bearry was a gift after my daughter died.
He's killed everyone around me.
- How?
- He was just a normal teddy bear
till I said those magical words.
I love you bearry much.
He went from being just a normal teddy bear,
to being alive.
- I just wanna know how.
- I don't know.
I've been trying to stop him ever since
I realized what he was.
He always chooses new owners.
- Yeah, me.
- Not just you.
Bearry's killed many families.
You're just next in line.
Between him and the reptilians,
I don't know who's killed more.
- Reptilians?
Are you fucking crazy?
- Oh, no, they're building a new master race.
- I don't even know what to make of that.
- Look, we have to prepare.
- We're not leaving.
- How are we going to stop him?
- How do you kill a teddy bear?
- With a toy gun?
- No, we kill him with fire. (dramatic music)
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
(suspenseful music)
(Chloe gasping) - Go, go, save yourselves.
Get the fuck outta here.
(shotgun clicking)
Come on, you fucking fucker!
(ominous music)
(gunshot banging)
(knife whooshing) (flesh squishing)
(Katelyn groaning) (body thudding)
(dramatic music)
(Chloe panting)
- He's right there! (Chloe screaming)
Run, run, come on.
(Chloe gasping)
(suspenseful music)
Is she dead?
Oh, shit. (dramatic music)
(Stephen groaning) - Oh, no!
(fists thudding) (Stephen grunting)
- Chloe, run!
Get outta here!
(fists thudding) (Stephen grunting)
(wood thudding) (Stephen groaning)
(suspenseful music)
(wood thudding)
(shotgun clicking) (gunshot banging)
(shotgun clicking) (suspenseful music)
- Oh, man.
Stephen, don't die.
(light music)
- What happened?
- You're alive.
We have to go.
Can you move? (heartbeat pounding)
- Yeah.
(knife whooshing) (Chloe gasps)
(light eerie music)
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
- That's enough, Bearry!
Stop it!
Please, stop this!
- [Bearry] I love you bearry much.
- I love you too, Bearry.
But you have to stop this.
Please.
For me.
- [Bearry] I, I, love you, be, be, bearry much, much.
(Chloe sniffling)
(suspenseful music)
(lighter clicking)
- I'm sorry.
(fire roaring)
(fire crackling)
- Shit, it's a real fuckin' teddy bear.
- [Seahorn] No one's gonna believe this shit, right?
- [Clark] Man, I don't even believe it.
(gunshots banging) (light dramatic music)
(gunshot banging)
- Oh, sorry, my bad.
I just wanted to make sure it was...
It's a teddy bear.
Come on, we should take you to the hospital.
- What about everything that happened?
- Ain't nobody gonna believe there was a real teddy bear.
- Nobody can believe this shit.
You ring it in.
- Why I always gotta ring it in and look like the idiot?
Why you can't ring it in this time?
- Is it over? - It's over.
Let's get outta here.
- I love you.
- I love you too. (gentle music)
(intense dramatic music)
(light dramatic music)
(intense dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(intense dramatic music)
(light dramatic music)
(intense dramatic music)