Man: Enough, Emily!
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[objects clattering]
Emily?
Emily, please. You know that I love you.
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You know I would never hurt you.
[whimpering]
Okay? Since the day that I met you,
I know that we belonged together.
But sometimes you just push my buttons, Emily.
It's like you're trying to make me angry.
Just move out of the way, Jared.
Now. I want to go.
No, no.
Not until you accept my apology.
I can't stand this tension between us.
Why won't you just talk to me?
[sighing] Let me go, Jared.
- No! - [whimpering]
Tell me that you love me! Tell me that you forgive me.
You're hurting me!
Okay.
You never get to touch me again.
[sighing]
It's the middle of the night.
Where do you think you're going to go? Wait.
Emily!
Stop with your games, Emily.
You know I hate being played with.
[dog barking]
Emily?
Emily, I'm here.
Emily? Oh, my God. What did he do to you?
Hi, Lenah.
Sorry it's so late.
I didn't know what else to--
Sweetie, it's okay.
Let's get you out of here.
Okay.
♪
Lenah: I can't believe that bastard hit you.
I always knew he was trouble.
The signs were always there.
I just didn't want to admit it.
You can stay here as long as you need.
My mom is not doing well,
and I have to go be with her for a while.
So, that leaves this little beauty all empty,
and no one to run the shop.
The antique store?
I always loved that place.
Best hide-and-seek spot ever.
Only if you're interested.
It just feels so strange being back in Mill County.
It's been 10 years.
Honey, the city isn't working for you.
It's time for a new beginning.
[sighing]
Let's go.
It's been a long night, and you must be exhausted.
[car doors closing]
[birds chirping]
Lenah: I should warn you,
the shop may feel a little overwhelming at first.
It's gotten even messier since we were kids,
if you can believe that.
My mom could always find treasure in any trash.
Plenty of opportunity to put those woodworking skills
of yours to use.
Woman in shop: Oh, my God.
What was that about?
Making friends already, I see. Come on.
Emily: Oh, my God. It hasn't changed a bit.
Nope. The rest of the world is turning into one big strip mall
while we stand frozen in time.
I know it all looks like junk from someone's attic,
but there's a lot of potential in here.
It just needs a little love.
I'm sorry I can't stay long.
I got to start packing. I'm heading to my mom's tomorrow.
If I leave you the keys,
do you think you could lock up later?
Oh, sure. That's no problem.
Well, I for one am glad you decided
to give this place another chance.
It will be so nice having you close.
Oh, and speaking of antiques,
I got one more thing to show you.
It's yours for as long as you need it.
As long as you can get it started.
- What? - [both laughing]
My God.
Whoa!
It's your new baby.
- Lenah-- - [laughing]
What did I ever do to you, Linda Carmichael?
Jared...
...is that you?
[ignition turning]
[gasping]
[engine revving]
[sighing]
Hot chocolate with a sprig of mint,
just the way you like it.
You sure you saw Jared?
I don't know. It was dark. It looked like Jared's truck,
but I can't be sure.
I thought you filed a restraining order.
I did.
The day after.
Well, then, we need to call the police
and let them know he's stalking you.
I don't know. I can't be sure.
Not enough to call it in.
Maybe I'm just imagining things.
I haven't been sleeping all that great.
I'm here.
I know.
[door opening]
[door hinge squeaking]
I got those things you asked for.
A few dresses, photo albums.
And you're sure you didn't see Jared?
He didn't follow you back, or--
No one followed me, sweetie. You're safe here.
I promise.
Thank you
so much, Lenah, for everything.
Should I change my plans?
Find someone else to take care of my mom for a while?
I don't feel right leaving you all alone.
I will be fine. Go.
Be with your mom.
Give her a big hug for me.
[sighing]
Lenah: Call me.
I will.
- Every day. - Okay.
Jared, you petty, petty man.
You got a lot of nerve showing your face around here.
I'm sorry. Have we met before?
You can change your hairdo any way you like.
I know exactly who you are.
You disgust me.
[sandpaper scraping]
[door chime dinging]
[scraping continues]
I see you like the classics.
I do, but not as much as my daughter.
She's a huge Jane Austen fan.
She's reading Pride and Prejudice right now,
and I think she'd love a desk like this.
Something like her heroines used back in the day.
- How old is your daughter? - Nine.
You think this would be too big for her?
Maybe a little big right now, but she'd grow into it fast.
They built this furniture to last a lifetime back then.
Okay. I'm sold.
Great.
By the way, I'm David.
Emily. Nice to meet you.
Actually, I think you're
the first person I've properly met
since I moved back here.
Well, thank you, Emily,
and welcome back to the neighborhood.
[chuckling]
So, I don't really have any way of getting this home.
Is there any chance you deliver?
I will give it a fresh polish overnight
and deliver it myself tomorrow.
- You don't mind? - Oh, no.
As you can see, I've got plenty of time.
[buttons clacking on keypad]
[paper tearing]
[terminal beeping]
So, this might seem a bit forward.
I don't do this sort of thing.
But when you bring the desk,
maybe you might want to stay for dinner?
I just figured
being new to town, you might enjoy a home-cooked meal.
And I know it can be tough to meet people.
Um, can I think about it?
I'm just still sort of getting situated.
Of course. You can drop it off and decide then.
No pressure.
Okay. [chuckling]
Okay.
[door chime dinging]
Warned me? About what?
[paper crinkling]
[sighing]
[zipper rasping]
[engine revving, thudding]
[gasping]
Ugh.
[whimpering]
[whimpering continues]
I warned you, Charlotte.
I gave you a chance to leave town,
but you didn't listen.
So, I'm going to tell you one last time.
Who are you?
Why are you doing this?
Leave town. Never come back. Or so help me,
I'll kill you myself.
[whimpering]
[door slamming]
[whimpering]
[ignition turning]
[whimpering]
[seat belt clicking into receptacle]
Now, is there anything else you can tell me about the driver?
I don't know.
I hit my head. I was seeing stars.
Now, the attacker claimed he knew you?
He called me Charlotte.
I've never seen him before in my life.
The way he looked at me--
Can you think of any other reason
why you might have been targeted?
I just moved into town.
I got into a bit of trouble when I used to live here,
when I was a teenager,
but nothing anyone would remember
more than 10 years later.
All right.
Well, we'll look into this SUV.
In the meantime, if you have any questions,
give me a call.
Thank you, Detective Miller. I will.
[sighing]
[church bell tolling]
[door hinge squeaking]
[computer keys clacking]
What the hell are you doing here?
I thought you were leaving town.
Do I know you?
Have I done something to offend you?
Haven't you done enough, Charlotte?
I am not this Charlotte person,
whoever she is.
I swear to you.
Whoa. This is a new low, even for you.
Here.
Look.
Emily North.
[scoffing]
Look. You can call yourself whatever you want,
but I can see with my own eyes.
Oh, I'm sorry. Do you need a reminder?
Is that supposed to be me?
I'm sorry. I don't want what to tell you.
So, you have the balls to stand here and tell me
that that's not you in bed with my husband,
one week before he died?
Died?
No. I have no idea what you're talking about.
Okay.
Well, then, I got news for you, sweetheart.
You got a long-lost twin,
and she's a bitch.
Do you know where I'd find her?
Apparently, her name is Charlotte Palmer.
Lenah: Wait. So, Jared isn't the one who's been stalking you?
It's some guy I've never met.
And he thought you were this Charlotte person?
It's your long-lost twin?
Lenah, I don't know what to tell you.
I just want this to end. When I looked her up,
this was her last known address.
But how do you know this Charlotte person
is actually your sister,
and not just some stranger who looks a lot like you?
She looks exactly like me.
I remember when I was a kid,
I always thought my parents were keeping secrets from me.
They never wanted to talk about my birth mother.
I always felt like there was something missing.
Well, they say some pairs of twins,
even if separated, go on to have similar interests,
choose similar careers,
end up living in the same small town.
Well, the things people are saying about her,
I'm not sure we have all that much in common.
I guess I'm about to find out.
Lenah: Good luck.
Emily: Thank you. I'll call you later.
[beeping phone off]
[birds chirping]
[knocking on door]
Yes? Can I help you?
I'm sorry, but we don't accept solicitors around here.
Charlotte?
Charlotte Palmer?
Yes, I'm Charlotte Palmer.
Why? What is it you want?
Um, I'm Emily.
I think--
I think I'm your sister.
[laughing]
I don't have a sister.
Did Blake put you up to this?
Who's Blake?
Oh, my God.
Well, don't just stand there looking flabbergasted.
Come inside.
You have a beautiful home.
Oh, this old shack? Don't be too impressed.
It's not worth half as much as it costs.
You could've fooled me.
Well, you know what they say.
You can fool the eye, but you can't fool the heart.
So, I couldn't find any other records,
but I did find my birth certificate.
Both: St. Jude's Hospital,
Mill County, New York,
June 15, 1990.
Emily: 6:23 a.m.
Charlotte: 6:28 a.m.
[sighing]
So, it's true. This is incredible!
I just can't take my eyes off you.
Does that make me the worst narcissist
on the planet or what?
[both giggling]
Could you just turn that way a little for me?
[gasping]
What a treat to finally get to see the backs of my ears.
[laughing]
I just don't understand
why we were ever separated.
It seems so cruel to do that to twins.
Cruel? It's outright abuse.
It's a wonder we're both not insane sociopaths
from all the trauma.
[giggling]
Yeah.
You didn't grow up out here, too, did you?
I can't imagine how we'd never
have crossed paths.
No. I grew up out west, in Eugene, Oregon.
The only thing I ever knew about Mill County
were those two words stamped on my birth certificate.
So, what brought you all the way out here?
A man, naturally.
We met at a convention last year.
And when I found out where he was from,
I just thought it was meant to be.
So, I followed him out here, like a little lost puppy.
I was running away from a man; you were chasing after one.
And somehow, we both ended up here,
back where we started.
Like I said, fate.
My sister.
[sighing]
The only way to tell us apart is that wrist brace.
- And our hair. - Yeah.
[giggling]
Um, I need to ask you, Charlotte,
have you had any problems with anyone here in town?
I've had a few incidents, people mistaking me for you.
I mean, I've made my share of mistakes,
but nothing that would cause anyone to lash out.
Some people just take issue with a woman who does
her own heavy lifting, I suppose.
Oh.
Speaking of heavy lifting,
I'm late for a delivery.
This has been amazing, but I really need to go.
Are you sure?
We were just getting to know each other.
Well, you have my address and phone number.
This is just the beginning for us.
Give me a hug.
It was amazing to meet you, too, Emily.
Like a gift from fate.
Okay.
[tires grinding on gravel]
[cellphone vibrating]
[phone ringing]
Man: Charlotte,
you get my message?
Blake, I am asking you for the last time.
Please stop harassing me.
I haven't contacted the police out of respect
for your brother and what we had between us,
but you are pushing me too far.
I am begging you, for Trevor's sake.
Still going for that Oscar, Charlotte?
I know who you are.
You're not getting one red cent of Trevor's money.
And if the lawyers can't get you out of that house,
I'll toss you out myself.
[beeping phone off]
It's just a delivery, Emily. It's not a blind date.
No pressure.
[exhaling sharply]
[knocking on window]
And who might you be?
I'm Emily. And you must be Adalae.
I've heard so much about you.
I've heard that you know more about Jane Austen
than anyone else on the planet.
I do. I know she wrote the entire history of England
before she turned 16,
and she wrote her first play when she was 12 years old.
Wow. Well, it sounds to me like you are going to love
what I brought for you, then.
You brought a desk?
Not just any desk. The exact same style of desk
that Jane Austen sat at when she wrote Emma.
David: What's all the commotion I hear?
You made it. Thanks so much for coming all the way out.
Oh, my pleasure. I enjoyed the drive.
Daddy, look what Emily brought!
Could she please stay for supper?
Please, Daddy?
I swear I did not tell her to say that.
Well, I was going to head home,
but now that I've had a chance to smell
whatever that sorcery is you've got going on in the kitchen,
how can I say no?
Come on in.
This was delicious, David. Thank you so much.
Oh, that's okay. I shouldn't.
For the drive home.
But you wouldn't, by chance,
happen to have any hot chocolate?
Maybe with a sprig of mint?
My happy-place drink.
Not sure about the sprig of mint,
but I'll see what I can whip up.
Okay.
[cellphone vibrating]
Is something wrong?
No. I just--
I got some pretty strange news today,
and I guess I'm still processing it.
What happened?
Well, I found out I have a twin sister,
and she's here in town.
[chuckling] I'm serious.
I met her for the first time about three hours ago.
But how is that even possible?
[chuckling] I like to think I'd have noticed
seeing two women who look like you walking around town.
She was born here, but she's not from here.
She says it was fate that brought her back.
So, what's she like, your sister?
Besides being just like you.
She's a little more intense than I am.
Mm-hmm?
More charming, and much more beautiful,
if you ask me.
Hmm. Somehow I find that hard to believe.
[chuckling]
[phone ringing]
And she's calling me, right now.
You should answer it.
Are you sure? I don't want to be rude.
She's family.
Hi, Charlotte. Nice to see you you again.
I won't keep you long. I just had to see your face
one more time to reassure myself
this is not some sangria-induced hallucination.
I know. I'm still pinching myself, too.
You didn't tell me you have a guy.
Oh. Uh, I don't.
We're just, um--
We're just having dinner.
Charlotte, David.
David, Charlotte.
Hi, Charlotte. Nice meeting you.
You, too.
He's cute.
Oh, no. You have me on speaker,
so he can totally hear me saying that, can't he?
- Yep. - [laughing]
Okay. I've embarrassed you enough, for now.
I've still got, like, 30 years
of sister-embarrassing to make up for.
Talk soon.
Okay. Bye.
Have fun, you two.
[gasping]
Wow.
She really does look and sound like you.
Yeah. It's a bit unnerving, to be honest.
Like I just found out I have a clone.
Hey. Here's to hot chocolate and shocking revelations.
Cheers to that. [chuckling]
Cheers.
♪
Lenah: So, when's the next big date?
Um, I'm not entirely sure.
I'm still figuring out this whole sister situation.
Have you made plans to see her again?
No. Not yet.
I'm getting the impression
Charlotte is the spontaneous type.
I still have so many questions to ask her,
but I think I should take it slow.
[door chime dinging]
And she's here.
Wait. Charlotte just walked in?
Yeah. Bearing gifts.
Okay. Well, have fun. Just be careful.
I know she's family,
but she's still a complete stranger to you.
Thanks, Lenah. Talk soon.
[beeping phone off]
Hi, Charlotte. What a nice surprise.
And you cut your hair.
Hey, sis. I was meaning to cut it forever,
but I wasn't sure until I saw it on you.
Don't you just love saying that? "Sis?"
Were you in the neighborhood?
You didn't have to come all the way out here.
Well, I thought you might appreciate
some higher-end cuisine.
Or at least, as high-end as it gets out here in Dullsville.
[Charlotte gasping]
Look at all that glitz!
Yeah. Some of the stuff that comes through here
is truly one of a kind.
I guess you can't say that about either of us anymore, hmm?
[chuckling]
You know, I had the hardest time finding this store.
You've got, like, zero web presence.
It's not very good for drumming up business.
Yeah. The owner, Lenah,
she kind of prefers word of mouth.
Also, I had to get a restraining order against my ex, Jared.
So, I'm sort of trying to stay off the grid.
Oh, my God. Was he dangerous?
He hit me,
so I left.
Not that the signs weren't always there.
He was paranoid and jealous and controlling.
Believe me, I know the type.
That sort of man crumples like an old tissue
the second you stand up to them.
Remember, you're the one with all the power.
I certainly don't feel all that powerful.
Well, it's good you got out
when you did. Not every woman does.
Well, I will be sure to spread the word, but only locally.
That'd be great. Thank you.
I need to ask you, Charlotte--
And I'm sorry if this is too personal,
but are you sure there's no one angry at you here in town?
What makes you ask that? Did something happen?
A strange man attacked me on a street.
He warned me to get out of town and he called me Charlotte.
Was he driving a black SUV?
Yeah. Why?
That might be Blake Forsbeck.
I used to date his brother, Trevor.
It didn't end well, and Blake has been completely obsessed
with me ever since.
Hmm.
I'm so sorry you got caught up in this.
You need to be careful, Emily. Blake is not in his right mind.
He can be dangerous.
Believe me, I know.
Okay, look. Give me a chance to talk some sense into him.
I will try to tell him that you are not me,
and that should get him to back down,
if he'll even listen to me.
Thank you, Charlotte, but you need to be careful, too.
Oh, don't worry. I can take care of myself.
[objects clattering]
You hungry?
So, what'd you get?
[cellphone vibrating]
[sighing]
[beeping phone on]
Charlotte?
What do you want?
I just wanted to let you know, Blake,
it's going to take a lot more than a fender bender
to scare me the hell away.
I deserve that money,
and I want what I'm owed.
You're--
You're useless, Blake.
A pathetic coward, just like your brother.
All bark, all bull, no bite.
That bitch.
[ignition turning]
[tires squealing, engine revving]
Charlotte: Sorry about this, sis.
♪
[lock clicking]
Oh, my God!
You murdering bitch.
Why couldn't you just walk away? Huh?
You're not getting a dime from my family's money.
[glass shattering, Emily shouting]
[panting]
[shouting]
You just couldn't leave it alone.
You just wanted to see how far you could push me.
I'm not Charlotte. I'm not Charlotte!
I'm her twin sister, Emily.
I'm done listening to your lies,
and I'm done believing anything that your evil mind cooks up!
[gunshot sounding]
[thudding]
Oh, my God, Emily. Are you all right?
I think so. I don't know.
Emily: You shot him.
'Cause he attacked you.
Why? Why did he do that?
He was sending me death threats. He was unhinged.
I never imagined
he would go this far.
[groaning]
Emily: He's alive. Call 911.
He tried to kill you.
And you'll go to jail. I can't just let him die.
[Blake gurgling]
[gurgling continues]
I know you're probably pretty shaken up by all this,
but can you come down to the station tomorrow,
give us a formal statement?
That'll be fine, detective.
[indistinct transmissions sounding over police radios]
You knew Blake Forsbeck, correct?
Along with his brother, Trevor? You two had a history together.
Yes. Yes, I knew them.
Can you think of any reason why Mr. Forsbeck
would attack your sister?
Sounds like you're trying to blame the victim, detective.
Am I being detained?
No. You're free to go.
We'll contact you if we hear anything new.
We'll match the paint from Blake Forsbeck's truck
to the scrapes on your car. See if we get a hit.
But why was he so angry?
He accused me of being a murderer.
Detective Miller: Blake had a brother, Trevor.
He died in an accident a little over six months ago.
Carbon monoxide poisoning from a faulty fireplace.
He was alone in his bed, sleeping.
That's awful.
But what does that have to do with me,
or with Charlotte?
It happened in a house Trevor secretly purchased
in order to carry on an affair
with your sister.
She claims she wasn't there that night
and provided an alibi.
She also claims he left her the house,
as well as a sizable financial windfall.
The family has been fighting in court ever since.
I had no idea.
I thought Charlotte was rich.
Appearances can be deceiving.
What about Blake? Is he going to be okay?
He's in intensive care.
Word is he's going to recover,
and then he's going straight to trial.
[sighing]
[indistinct transmissions sounding over police radios]
[ignition turning]
[engine revving]
Were you able to get any sleep last night?
How are you holding up?
[sighing] I'm all right, I suppose.
Blake had been tormenting me for a long time.
So honestly, it's like
a big weight has been lifted.
You probably saved my life, Charlotte.
I don't know how to thank you.
I'm just glad you won't have Blake's death
on your conscience.
I heard from Detective Miller.
Oh? What did he say?
Looks like Blake is going to pull through.
Oh. That is good to hear.
Charlotte, I'm sorry to bring this up,
but the detective told me something else.
He told me Blake thinks you had something to do with
his brother's death.
Blake never approved of me.
He claimed I was after Trevor for his money.
It's a vicious lie.
But I guess they told you all that, didn't they?
It was a tragic accident.
Trevor died of carbon monoxide poisoning.
We shared such a beautiful home,
but he was too cheap to maintain that old fireplace.
And he died while you were away?
[sighing] I know how it looks.
But I loved Trevor.
I never set out to ruin anyone's marriage.
Ever since I was a kid, I suffered from
abandonment issues.
I gravitate towards unavailable men.
After his wife kicked him out,
he moved in here with me.
Honestly, if the police were interested in anyone,
it should be her, not me.
Emily: Charlotte? Are you okay?
Anyway,
that's all water under the bridge now.
Not for Linda Carmichael,
or my neighbor Vera.
You left quite an impression on both of them.
Well, don't listen to those old bats.
All they have is trashy talk shows and small-town gossip.
You don't believe them, right?
- [door chime dinging] - Charlotte, I'm sorry.
A customer just walked in. I have to go.
[knocking on door]
Emily: Hello?
I don't mean to bother you.
It's your neighbor, Emily.
I really need to talk to you.
How do I know you're not her?
I could show you my driver's license.
She could fake that, I suppose.
Um, I could swear on a Bible. Would that help?
I don't want anything from you.
I just--
I was just hoping you could answer some questions
about Charlotte.
Oh, yeah?
What sorts of questions?
Can I come in?
[birds chirping]
I'm Vera, by the way.
I'm sorry about how I acted before.
I didn't know she had a sister.
Not till last night, anyway.
Well, it's nice to officially meet you, Vera,
although I wish it was under better circumstances.
It's very generous of you, by the way,
volunteering like that.
Well, it gets me out.
So, what can you tell me about Charlotte?
How do you know her?
Well, I can't say I know her.
She has a great big house not far from my friend,
Elly Martinez,
and we'd see Trevor Forsbeck going in.
Now, we knew we was married
to Linda Carmichael,
so it was pretty clear what was going on.
My sister admitted to having an affair with him.
Oh, she did a lot worse than have an affair.
She was there the night he died.
What?
What did you see?
Oh, it's not so much what I saw; it's what I heard.
They were having a great big row.
You could hear it clear across the road.
And then, I see her zip away in her little toy car.
Next morning, I find out Trevor is dead.
Oh, my God. Well, did you tell the police?
Oh, I haven't trusted that crew
since they arrested me for lewd conduct.
Summer of '73.
Well, do you have any photos or videos of what you saw?
You have no proof that Charlotte was there that night?
Not from that night, no.
But I do from last night.
Emily: This is Charlotte.
Vera: That's Charlotte, all right.
Emily: What is she doing?
Vera: Leading the lamb to slaughter.
She set Blake up.
She used me as bait!
I can't believe this.
We need to show that to the police.
Oh! The minute you stick your neck out with those people,
that's when you lose your head.
Well, then, give it to me. I'll take it in.
- [scoffing] - Vera,
We can't let Charlotte get away with this.
I suppose you're right.
But I'm going with you.
Let me get my coat.
[shouting]
Nosy old bat.
[door creaking open]
Hello?
Oh, my God. Um--
[frantically clicking buttons]
[panting]
Dispatch: 911. What's your emergency?
[siren wailing]
[indistinct transmissions sounding over police radios]
You still think it was a burglary?
Probably.
Some jewelry missing, other valuables.
There's been a rash of home invasions in this area,
mainly targeting the elderly.
Is there anything else you can tell me?
I was coming home from work.
Everything looked fine.
But then I saw her door was open.
You said she was angry with you?
I don't think Vera liked me very much, no.
But now, I think that might have been my sister's fault.
What makes you say that?
Charlotte seems to have a talent for getting under people's skin.
Has there been any news about Blake Forsbeck?
Mr. Forsbeck has been released on bail.
He's currently under house arrest,
pending his court date.
Released? Already?
I can assure you he's in no condition
to cause you any more trouble.
In the meantime, do you have anywhere else you can stay?
No. I've done enough running, detective.
I'm staying here.
All right.
I'll be in touch.
Stay safe.
Thank you, detective.
♪
[phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
Charlotte? Hi.
Sorry. I meant to call.
There's just been a lot happening.
No worries, sis. I just thought we could make brunch plans.
There's this posh new place I've been scoping out.
Apparently, they're giving out free tapas.
Oh, I can't today. I'm sorry.
I've just got too much work on my plate.
Oh. Are you sure?
Is anything the matter?
No, Charlotte. Everything's fine.
Of course. Well, I guess I'll catch you later, then, sis.
Yep. Bye.
[beeping phone off]
You snooping bitch.
[knocking on door]
Charlotte. You're here to finish the job?
Blake, listen to me. I am not Charlotte.
I'm her sister, Emily.
Why should I believe you?
Leave me the hell alone.
If I were Charlotte, why would I even be standing here?
What could I hope to achieve?
Please.
I just need to ask you a few questions.
I need to know.
Know what?
The truth about Charlotte.
About what happened between her and your brother.
[moaning]
Ah.
You have two minutes until these kick in.
Ah. Now, what do you want to know?
Your brother Trevor.
Did he really die in an accident?
It was no accident. He was murdered...
...by your sister.
The police say Trevor died of carbon monoxide poisoning.
Do you have any proof
Charlotte was involved?
I know what it's like, Blake,
to be betrayed by someone you trust.
Before I came here, my ex made my life hell.
The only reason I'm in Mill County is to get away from him.
I'm not about to let Charlotte drive me away.
The old lady who does the meal deliveries, Vera,
she saw Charlotte that night.
But it was just her word against Charlotte's,
so the cops dropped it.
Charlotte was there when Trevor died.
But...
...Vera died last night.
Vera is...
...dead?
Well, if you're telling me the truth...
...you should run.
Get out of this town. Never look back.
[sighing]
Blake?
[sighing] You got to be kidding me.
[lock rattling]
[glass shattering]
[lock clicking]
[drawers opening and closing]
Cute...
...but definitely not my type.
You need better standards, sister.
Somebody needs a fashion intervention.
I guess you'll have to do.
Perfect.
[knocking on window]
Emily?
What the hell are you doing here?
Hi, Jared.
Aren't you going to invite me in?
Uh, I'm not supposed to be within 500 feet of you.
I'm here on my own terms.
I wanted to see you.
Uh, uh--
[bottles clinking]
I guess you weren't expecting company.
Uh, I've been busy with work.
[bottles clinking]
I, uh--
I've been a mess...
...since you left.
The truth is,
I haven't stopped thinking about you.
Of course you haven't.
I've been thinking about you, too.
You put a restraining order on me.
Can't a girl play hard to get?
I'm sorry.
You know how emotional I can be,
especially when I feel I've been wronged.
Sure.
That's what I always liked about you, Jared.
You're a person with strong passions.
[scoffing]
This doesn't sound like you.
Maybe you just haven't been listening.
Jared: You're not...
acting like yourself, either, Emily.
You seem different.
I know we can't go back to the way things were.
But...
...maybe we could start something new.
Be even better than we were before.
Uh, uh--
I'd like that.
I'd very much like that.
[glasses clinking]
Oh, God, I've missed you.
Have you, um,
seen anyone else
since you left?
You know I haven't.
Other men just couldn't...
...satisfy me like you.
[both grunting]
[Jared panting]
Oh, I love this game.
Mm-hmm?
[belt cracking]
Got one more little surprise for you.
[chuckling]
Now, be a good boy and close your eyes.
Okay. You can open your eyes now.
[screaming]
[screaming continues]
Why the hell would you do that?
Because I wanted to hurt you as much as you hurt me.
How's it feel, Jared, to be on the receiving end?
You bitch!
[shouting, thudding]
You disgust me, Jared.
Dating you was charity for me.
You never satisfied me in the slightest.
You tell the police about this, you tell anyone about this,
and I'll tell them you attacked me
when I came to get my things. I have all the evidence I need.
Ugh. You're taking pictures of me?
You so much as come near me again,
these pictures will be all over social media.
This will be your résumé
for the rest of your miserable life.
[shouting, groaning]
I take it back, Jared.
I don't think any man could satisfy me
as much as you're satisfying me right now.
Emily! [groaning]
Emily!
You're going to regret this.
[groaning]
[shouting]
[panting]
Bitch!
[door chime dinging]
Jared: Hello, Emily.
Jared?
What are you doing here?
You're not supposed to be here. The restraining order.
Restraining order?
Where was your restraint, Emily?
You're not so tough now without your pepper spray.
Pepper spray?
I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
I was done.
I'd moved on.
You come back into my life just to torment me?
Are you happy now?
Is this what you wanted?
Jared, I don't know what you're talking about,
but that wasn't me.
What do you mean that wasn't you?
Who the hell could it have been?
Something has happened. Something unbelievable.
I have a twin sister. Her name is Charlotte.
The person that you were with, it was her.
[laughing]
You think I'm stupid enough to believe that?
Jared, Charlotte is just using both of us.
She's using you to try to get rid of me.
- Fine! - [whimpering]
You get back inside your box
or I'll knock your goddamn teeth out.
Get inside!
Emily?
Emily!
Stop playing games, Emily.
You were using me all along.
I was just a plaything to you.
[whimpering]
I never meant to hurt you.
I just wanted to love you.
You turned that all around on me.
Jared...
...please.
If you ever felt anything for me,
I just need you to believe me. Just stop, okay?
That was all fantasy.
This is reality.
[brakes squealing, thudding]
[Jared shouting, Emily screaming]
Jared?
Call 911!
Oh, my God.
[indistinct transmissions sounding over police radios]
He didn't make it.
[sobbing] God.
This was all Charlotte's fault.
This is Charlotte.
Charlotte: Am I being charged with something?
Detective Miller: Your sister thinks the attack against her
last night was provoked.
She seems to think that you would know something about that.
Me? Provoked how?
Did you see Mr. Renzer last night?
I could get a lawyer.
That would be your right.
And we could continue this conversation
down at the station,
after I retrieve traffic footage from every camera on this block.
[sighing]
I did visit Jared,
but not to provoke him. I went to plead with him.
Plead with him about what?
I begged him to leave my sister alone,
to end the harassment.
And now you're telling me that she's defending him?
I can't imagine the mind games he must have played with her,
the sheer mental abuse she's suffered.
I was unaware that was ongoing.
Well, it was,
and she confided in me.
So, if you intend to arrest me
for being an over-protective sister,
by all means,
throw on the cuffs.
Emily: She's lying to you.
She's not trying to help me.
Detective Miller: Even if it's true
and she manipulated him into attacking you,
I don't know how we're going to prove it in court.
Ultimately, Jared acted by himself.
So, she's just going to get away with it?
Did you ask her about Vera?
She denied ever meeting Vera Beale.
And you believed her?
It's not about what I believe. It's about what I can prove.
Now, we're certainly going to continue looking into her.
Then I got to find that proof.
If you want my advice, Miss North,
I would cut all ties with your sister
and allow this investigation to play out on its own.
I don't know whether to punch you in the face
or to offer my condolences.
Which one are you,
or does it even matter anymore?
Emily. I'm Emily.
Linda, we need to talk.
What can I do for you?
You heard what happened to Vera?
She was a good woman.
She deserved better.
What do you want?
I think Charlotte had something to do with it.
I think she's trying to cover her tracks.
You think Charlotte--
No. I don't want to know, okay?
I've already been through hell with that lady, so--
Linda, Charlotte is going to get away with murder again
unless we do something about it.
Please.
Is there anything you haven't told me about Trevor?
Something that Charlotte might have missed?
[sighing]
Blake...
...he said that Trevor
was starting to worry about Charlotte.
He thought she was trying to blackmail him.
So, he set up a hidden camera in the bedroom
of that house that he bought.
He was always the paranoid type, though, so--
You never mentioned this camera to the police?
Well, I mean, if it was your husband, filming his affair,
would you have?
Who knows if it's even true?
I need to get inside.
Listen to me.
If what you're telling me is true,
then you need to watch your back.
Because if Charlotte thinks that you're in her way,
your life means nothing to her now.
She'll roll over you like a boulder down a hill.
Emily: Charlotte, we need to talk about Jared.
Can you meet me at my house in 30 minutes?
We'll see you soon.
[ignition turning]
[glass shattering]
[panting]
[Trevor grunting]
[shouting]
[shouting stops]
Got you now, sis.
Hey, sis.
What you got there?
I guess I could come up with some big lie
to explain what I'm doing here.
But then again, I'm not you.
[scoffing]
Are you dressing like me, too, now?
What can I say?
This whole "helpless sweetheart" act
seems to be working out so well for you.
Thought I'd give it a shake.
Is that you tricked Jared into coming after me?
Don't blame me for your awful taste in men.
It's hereditary.
Charlotte, no one is going to believe you.
Not any more.
You're right, sister.
No one will believe me.
Not if you're out there spewing your lies.
[safety catch clicking]
I didn't want things to end up this way,
but you've put me in such a position...
...you've given me no choice.
You attacked me in my own home.
I had to defend myself.
[phone ringing]
- [ringing continues] - It's for you.
[gasping, glass shattering]
[banging on door]
[lock clicking]
You can't run from your own shadow, Emily.
You're just making this harder on yourself.
Charlotte: Sister--
Well, you definitely have better cardio than me.
Would you say it's diet or genes?
Or is it both?
You don't have to do this, Charlotte.
We can figure this out together.
And to think,
six months ago I thought I had it all figured out.
And then Blake had to go and muck it up.
Now look at me,
traipsing through the mud like a crazy person.
[exhaling sharply]
I'll probably be running for the rest of my life after tonight.
After you're gone.
Unless, of course, it's Charlotte who disappears.
Let me just take one last look
at how your cheekbones drink up the moonlight.
[whimpering]
You really are a beauty.
It's a shame to see you go.
[shouting]
[grunting]
[shouting]
[grunting, panting]
[shouting]
[panting]
It was you or me...
...sister.
Okay.
[phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
David? Oh, my God. I'm so glad you called.
You won't believe what's happened.
What a--
Can you--
Can you please meet me at my house?
I just can't stand to be alone right now.
Thank you, David.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
See you soon.
[beeping phone off]
[exhaling sharply]
Emily, you okay? What happened?
It was Charlotte. It was Charlotte.
She followed me. She tried to kill me.
Where is she now?
I don't know. I fought her off.
The police are looking for her. She's still out there.
She was drinking. She was acting crazy.
I was so scared.
[feigning a sob]
We should get you checked out at the hospital.
No.
I'm fine. I just--
Oh, I just want to take a long shower and go to bed.
Will you stay with me?
Just for a little while?
Yeah. Of course. Anything you need.
You brought your daughter?
Yeah. I hope you don't mind. It's too late to find a sitter.
Of course I don't mind.
You know I love kids.
David: Oh, hi, sweetie.
Oh.
There you go.
[car door closing]
[knocking on door]
How you doing?
Good. Come in.
[door hinge squeaking]
I hope you don't mind. I put Adalae in the guest room.
I've got a blanket for the couch.
Figured I'd keep a watch downstairs.
Actually, I was hoping you could stay with me.
I don't want to be alone.
All my life, I dreamed of having a sister.
Real family.
And for a moment, I did.
[feigning a sob]
Hey.
Uh, I'm sorry, Emily.
I feel like I'm taking advantage of you.
Maybe we should slow things down.
You're not taking advantage of me.
How about I whip us up a couple of cups of hot chocolate, huh?
With a sprig of mint?
I'm not a big mint fan.
Uh, I thought it was your happy-place drink.
Favorites change.
Speaking of favorites--
Charlotte?
[thudding]
[moaning]
Emily, what time is it?
Don't worry about it, sweetheart.
We're going on a little adventure.
But I need my coat.
Not tonight.
[panting]
[engine revving]
David? Adalae?
David!
David, are you okay?
[groaning]
Emily?
Yeah. It's me. It's really me.
Ugh.
I'm so sorry this happened.
Emily,
where's Adalae?
[groaning]
She's not here.
Charlotte, she must've taken her.
What does she want with her?
At this point, Charlotte just wants to get away from here.
But in order to do that, she's going to need money.
I think I know where she's headed.
Ow!
Okay. Just stay here, okay?
I will call 911.
I'll get her back. I promise.
[sirens wailing]
All right, sweetie pie.
I'm just going to be five minutes,
and then we'll get that ice cream I promised, okay?
- Okay. - Okay. Sit tight.
[door chimes dinging]
Oh.
[coins jingling]
[door chimes dinging]
Emily?
Is that you?
You know, I'm not all that surprised you're still alive.
That fighting spirit...
...I guess it's in our blood.
Where's Adalae?
What did you do with her?
She's fine.
What do you think I am, some kind of monster?
She and I are going to be sticking together
for a little while.
You know, like sisters.
She'll be my little insurance policy.
- [door hinge squeaking] - Adalae?
Let her go, Charlotte.
Take me instead.
You? What are you worth?
You're just an inferior version of me.
Have to admit,
it was nice having a taste of the good life.
How many of us ever get to do that?
Sleep a while in someone else's sheets.
But between you and me,
now that I've had it both ways,
it's a lot more fun being bad.
[grunting]
[shouting]
Sister...
...you impress me.
[shouting, grunting]
[Charlotte cackling]
[shouting, grunting]
You hit me.
Your own sister.
We're family!
[screaming]
[thudding]
I don't even know who you are.
[panting]
[banging, gasping]
Oh, my God. Hi. Hey, honey.
Are you okay?
You all right?
I got you. I got you, honey.
[sighing]
Okay. Let's call your dad, huh?
I think it looks perfect,
like it was always made for that spot.
Oh.
It's just missing one thing.
No, but it's your chair.
Yeah, but I have a hunch you'll look better in it.
Ooh.
Smooth motion. Well balanced.
Mm-hmm.
Precision handling.
[laughing]
Hot chocolate is ready.
David: Has she been talking your ear off?
She's been educating me on all things Jane Austen.
To new beginnings.
To the family we choose to have.
- [mugs clinking] - Cheers.
Mmm.
David: Mmm. Not bad.
Lenah: That's perfect.
Do you want more?
- Please! - Yeah?
♪