My name is Bridget.
I witnessed a murder.
Just get up on the stand
and tell the judge what you saw.
And we'll protect you. You don't get it.
Bodaway wants me dead, I'm dead.
BRIDGET, VOICE-OVER: I ran to my sister Siobhan for help.
Siobhan! Siobhan!
Siobhan killed herself, and I assumed her identity.
BRIDGET: It was so easy.
I saw a way out, and I took it.
They all think that I'm her.
BRIDGET, VOICE-OVER: Her husband...
It's Gemma. She's missing.
Her lover...
Your wife knows about us.
She knows about the affair, the baby.
Her best friend.
I would like to report someone missing.
Gemma Butler.
I think she was the victim of foul play,
and I can tell you where to find the evidence to prove it.
SALDANA: I caught a potential missing-persons case today
and found some fingerprints that might be of interest to you.
How you figure?
SALDANA: I'm assuming the name Bridget Kelly rings a bell?
MAN: OK, here we go.
Stay on him, OK?
[reporters clamoring]
REPORTER: Do you know where your wife is, Mr. Butler?
REPORTER #2: Mr. Butler, when's the last time you saw her?
REPORTER #1: It's been over 48 hours since Gemma went missing.
Do you think your wife is still alive?
REPORTER #3: Has there been a request for ransom?
REPORTER #2: Is it true your wife thinks you're having an affair, Mr. Butler?
REPORTER #4: Can you confirm rumors that you're filing for a divorce?
HENRY: Can you people just back off?
REPORTER: Did you have anything to do with your wife's disappearance, Mr. Butler?
Whoever did this...
I want my wife back.
REPORTER: Are you a suspect?
REPORTER #2: What are the police questioning you about, Mr. Butler?
Mr. Butler, what really happened to your wife?
[reporters continue clamoring]
[engine starts]
REPORTER: The police are continuing to investigate the disappearance
of prominent New York architect Gemma Butler.
Siobhan, come on.
[turns off TV]
You're stressing yourself out.
It's not good for the baby.
Sorry.
It's hard not to watch.
Press have publicly indicted Henry,
he's not even a suspect.
It's unbelievable. I know.
Do you know anyone we could hire?
Like a private investigator?
What? You don't think the police are doing a good job?
No, I'm sure they are.
But just think about how many people go missing
every year and are never found.
Well, that's not going to happen.
Gemma's father is one of the most powerful men in the city.
We have to trust that the cops are on it.
I, uh, spoke with Henry this morning.
He wants to know if we're going to the Art Pavilion opening.
Is he going? Well, he said he felt he didn't have a choice.
Took Gemma over two years to oversee the construction
of the building and to design it.
He wants to honor his wife.
[phone ringing] He doesn't realize
that the whole point of the evening
will be completely overshadowed.
[elevator bell dings]
Dad?
BRIDGET: Yes, they just got here.
Thank you.
Really, Juliet?
Oh, thanks a lot, Dad.
They're not here for me.
Just a few questions, Mrs. Martin?
We believe you have vital information
regarding Gemma Butler's disappearance.
Did you find Gemma?
Juliet, you should get ready for school.
We can speak in the living room.
Actually, we'd prefer to do this down at the precinct.
Is that necessary?
We've identified a suspect
in connection to Mrs. Butler's disappearance.
The case is now a joint investigation
with the NYPD and the FBI.
This is a federal case?
I know that you have a lot of questions, Mr. Martin.
If your wife comes with us, I hope we'll all get some answers.
I'll just get my purse.
The phones don't work down at the precinct?
I'm sorry?
Well, you could've phoned my wife and requested her to come in.
What's with the personal escort?
It's a courtesy, Mr. Martin.
My wife's pregnant,
and she's been through a lot these past days.
This had better be brief.
[sighs]
[dials phone]
[line ringing]
Hey, it's Bridget.
[sighs]
I'm not sure what to say or how to explain,
but I think I really messed up this time.
[cell phone ringing] Just a second.
Detective Saldana.
Daddy, can I spend the weekend with Monica?
Doesn't Monica live in Connecticut?
Stamford's only an hour away, and her Mom's gonna be
in the city, so she can pick me up after school.
I won't do anything wrong. I promise.
You already banned me from seeing Erica.
Can I at least have one friend?
Nobody's saying you can't have any friends.
Daddy, come on. You know Monica's parents.
They'll be there the whole weekend.
OK, fine.
Just have the Reynolds call me, will you?
Yay, I can come. What do I bring?
SALDANA: Mr. Martin?
I've just been told our investigators
would like to ask you some questions, as well.
Why?
Apparently, the last phone call Gemma Butler made
before she went missing was to your husband.
[sirens]
[phones ringing, indistinct conversation]
I understand how important it is
for you to protect Bridget Kelly,
but my priority is finding Gemma Butler.
Come on, Saldana.
You can't release Bridget's name
or even a photo to the press.
Look, at this point,
all I'd confirm is that we have a suspect.
If Bodaway Macawi believes that Bridget Kelly's right here
in New York, he'll make sure someone takes care of her.
And I wouldn't put it past him to come here and do it himself.
Bridget Kelly's sister is Gemma Butler's best friend.
OK, just trust me, OK?
We're working toward the same goal, right?
Appreciate you coming down here, Mrs. Martin.
You look a little nervous. Can I get you anything?
You want some water, coffee, aspirin?
Let's just get this over with.
Mr. Martin, do you know who this is?
Can you identify the woman in that photo?
Bridget Kelly. Bridget Kelly.
But you never actually met Bridget Kelly?
No. Siobhan just told me about her.
Her name is Bridget.
How could you not tell me that you have a twin?
I didn't tell anyone.
I'm not just anyone, Siobhan.
I'm your husband!
I-I know, and I wanted to tell you.
I-I just... What? It never came up?
In the five years of our marriage,
you couldn't find the right moment?
JULIET: Hey, Daddy, um, I was wondering if...
Oh, sorry.
I didn't realize you two were bonding.
I'll talk to you later.
Wait a moment, Juliet.
Andrew, please.
She's our daughter. She should know.
Siobhan has a twin sister.
Oh, God.
There's two of them?
I know this is hard to understand,
OK, but this was a part of my life that I wanted to forget.
I wanted to pretend that she didn't exist.
I know it was wrong.
So w-what did she do that was so awful?
Bridget was always in trouble.
She abused drugs, she couldn't keep a job,
and I was always cleaning up her messes.
She never thought about the consequences
until it was too late.
Why didn't you think you could share this with me?
It wasn't about that, Andrew!
Bridget represented a part of my life that I thought was over.
I never thought I would see her again.
Well, then why are you telling me now?
Bridget was supposed to testify in a murder trial.
She showed up on my doorstep.
I-I took her in, but she bolted.
The FBI contacted me.
They think that she might
somehow be involved in Gemma's disappearance.
What?
I don't understand it either.
But I-I didn't want you caught off guard
if the police talked to you.
Please.
Say something.
I-I don't understand.
Why would she hurt Gemma?
She's an addict.
Maybe she needed the money.
I don't know.
It's impossible to understand that kind of behavior.
That's all.
OK, l-let's just start from the beginning.
OK? Just take me back to The Hamptons.
September 9, you... [knock on door]
Got a sec?
Yeah. Excuse me.
It's interesting.
Your husband and Mr. Butler knew exactly who Bridget Kelly was.
I thought you were keeping your sister a secret.
It's hard keeping anything a secret with you guys around.
Well, you got anything else you'd like to volunteer?
My sister's not in New York anymore.
[phone beeps]
BRIDGET'S VOICE: Hey, it's Bridget.
I'm not sure what to say or how to explain, but...
I think I really messed up this time.
And I don't think there's anything you can do to fix it.
I have to leave New York.
BRIDGET'S VOICE: I was thinking maybe Europe.
We always used to talk about going there.
Anyway, I, um, I just wanted to say I'm sorry
and good-bye.
She left it this morning.
I tried calling the number back, but it's blocked.
May I?
Message was left at 8:15 a.m.
That's just shortly after Detective Saldana came to get you.
So?
So how can I be sure that you weren't helping Bridget,
telling her to get out of town?
I assure you, Agent Machado,
my talking to you doesn't help my sister.
What did Bridget mean by
"I really messed up big this time?"
I don't know.
What's your sister's relationship to Gemma Butler?
I don't know.
We have evidence connecting Bridget
to Gemma's disappearance.
I can put her in the Butler home.
And you have no idea how your sister
and your best friend know each other?
The only connection that I'm aware of
is a conversation you had with Gemma about my sister.
Do you even care that your best friend's missing, Mrs. Martin,
and that your sister's involved?
What kind of question is that?
You tell me.
Lover's wife out of the picture
and troublemaker sister on the run.
We're done here.
Henry.
You doing OK?
I just want to go home.
Car's downstairs.
MACHADO: Mrs. Martin?
Just one more thing.
It's about Malcolm Ward.
[sighs]
Can I just meet you downstairs?
I'll be in the car.
I know you've been in contact with Mr. Ward.
Well, he called me a few times.
He was concerned about Bridget.
Well, now there's reason to be concerned about him--
he's missing.
Your sister calls again, let her know.
OK, I know it's a long shot, but...
that news might get her to come back and testify.
Bodaway was looking for Bridget,
and he thought Malcolm had the answer.
And if he didn't...
You think he might... be dead?
Well, I honestly don't know.
All I know is there were signs of foul play.
OPERATOR: The number you have reached
is not in service at this time, and there is no new number.
[line ringing]
OPERATOR: The number you have reached is not in service at...
[panting]
Hey.
Go check on him.
Huh? Huh?
He's still breathing.
I got to take a leak, man, and I want some food.
All right.
We'll be at the spot soon.
What about him?
He's high. Just leave him.
Hello? Hello?
Hello?
[panting]
[sighs]
They asked me a lot of questions about your sister.
Questions I couldn't answer.
Who's Malcolm Ward?
Malcolm is my sister's NA sponsor.
[music playing]
Please tell me you didn't bake.
Hey, I'm trying to celebrate,
not kill you.
Bakery up the street.
What'd you wish for?
I didn't. It's not my birthday.
You're three months sober. That deserves a wish.
Then I wish to keep this up for a very long time.
You will.
Thanks to you.
Can I get another wish?
Sure.
I wish you never leave.
Where am I going?
I don't know.
People leave all the time.
♪ Since, thank God you've been down for me ♪
I couldn't have done this without you.
Malcolm, if it weren't for you...
♪ Every desire ♪
Bridge...
We can't.
I know.
[sighs]
♪ Ooh, ooh, I need your body, baby ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ I don't plan to move ♪
♪ Girl, you take me ♪
♪ Higher ♪
So that's how you know about Juliet?
Because Bridget's an addict.
How bad was it, your sister's drug problem?
There were times I didn't think she'd make it through.
I read about Bridget online.
She witnessed her friend
being strangled in a strip club.
Was going to testify but ran.
What sort of people was she mixed up with?
Are we safe, Siobhan? Is Juliet safe?
She left the country.
So she says.
You haven't seen her in what, six years?
She's an addict,
a prostitute.
How do you know she's telling the truth?
You said yourself that you didn't understand
the way she was behaving.
I'm not sure you really know what she's capable of.
She's gone.
What difference does it make?
She can't hurt us anymore.
Doesn't forgive the fact that you weren't honest with me.
What about our, uh, promise?
No more secrets.
I told you the truth.
Only because you had to.
I'm going to call Juliet.
I'm starting to regret letting her go away for the weekend.
Just say it.
Say what?
It was a mistake.
You know how I feel about you, right?
But we crossed a line,
and it can't happen again.
It was my fault.
It's mine. I...
I want you to know, I will be
here for you in any other way.
No matter what?
No matter what.
[panting]
[siren]
WOMAN: Latte and a coffee for Charlie?
Thank you.
I need your help with something,
but don't ask too many questions.
Trust me, the less you know the better.
Just tell me you didn't throw back a fifth
or hijack your stepdaughter's bong.
[chuckles] No.
Then that's all I need to know.
My best friend is missing.
She's been gone two days.
Like, "gone" gone or, like, she just got fed up
and didn't tell anybody she went to the spa gone?
I wish that's all it was.
Her name is Gemma Butler.
Have you read about it in the papers?
It sounds familiar.
Is she that architect?
Yeah.
That article made it sound like her husband did it.
He didn't.
And I know that the cops are chasing the wrong suspect.
Oh.
How do you know?
Falls under the category of "too many questions," right?
You catch on quickly.
Ahem. OK.
So what can I do here?
You were a cop, right?
Uh-huh.
I was hoping you could go to the precinct,
ask a buddy, take a look at the evidence.
[laughs]
I can't just walk into a precinct
and start playing detective.
I mean, what am I going to tell them?
"Hey, guys,
"my friend, she really thinks
"you're barking up the wrong tree here,
but, you know, she can't tell you what or who or how or when."
I mean, I don't think so.
Charlie, I came to you
because I don't have anyone else that I can trust.
Oh, you-you trust me.
Yeah, OK.
You haven't even given me your name yet.
Siobhan Martin.
Well...
I finally think we are making some progress.
Siobhan Martin.
You know, when I agreed to be your sponsor,
I thought it was going to be a whole lot easier than this.
So that's a yes?
You'll help me? That's an...
I'll see what I can do.
WOMAN: Pick us up?
WOMAN #2: Yeah, I think so. Yeah.
[sniffs]
[door closes]
[laughs]
You didn't think we were dumb enough
to let you get away that easy?
Shut up! Stop following me.
Even if you don't lead us to Bridget,
we're still gonna find her, one way or the other.
Not if I can help it.
BRIDGET: Did you find anything?
Just that Bridget Kelly is their only suspect...
and you are her twin sister.
Is that why you're so hellbent on
trying to clear the suspect's name?
Look, Siobhan, I want to help, all right?
I took a peek into the case file.
Another question is, where's Gemma's car?
Henry Butler didn't seem to know.
You think there might be a clue in the car?
It could be.
Maybe somebody tried to hide it.
Maybe that's where the attack started.
Car could lead to something.
What if I told you I knew where it was?
How involved in this are you?
Again, "too many questions."
OK.
JFK.
Long-term parking.
I'll get you the exact location.
Just call me if you find anything.
I will do.
And, Charlie, if I haven't said it already...
thank you.
You didn't. And you're welcome.
[chuckles]
[loud dance music playing]
Hey!
[talking, laughing]
Let it out.
[retching, coughing]
OK. Let's... let's get out of here.
I don't think I can walk. Let me just get you outside,
and then we'll get a cab back to my place.
OK? No, I have to get home.
I have to get there before my Dad gets back.
Monica, you're drunk.
You can't drive. No.
It's OK. I'll just walk it off for a little while.
We should just go back to my place,
and I'll have my dad's driver
take us back to your apartment, OK?
Juliet, are you thick?
No. My parents are gonna kill me.
I have to take the car home that I came in.
I know.
[laughter]
I'll get you home. It's all right.
ANDREW: Gemma's opening's about to start.
Ready to go?
Are you sure you want to?
You still seem upset.
I'll be fine.
I didn't tell you about Bridget because...
I was ashamed.
It sucks to feel that way about your family.
You don't have to feel ashamed.
It's not like you did those things.
It's different with twins.
I don't know how to explain it.
I always felt responsible for Bridget.
I guess I was afraid that if I told you the truth,
that it would change the way you felt about me.
Can't you give me a little more credit?
I should've.
I'm sorry, it...
I know it's wrong, it's just...
sometimes it's easier to lie.
You know what I mean.
Andrew, no one tells the truth 100% of the time.
Being honest... it makes you vulnerable.
And that's scary.
I'm sure there are things that
you're not 100% honest with me about.
I'd be lying if I said otherwise.
Well, you don't have to.
I promise you, I'll never judge.
What? Even if they're awful?
Hmm...yeah.
When I found out you were pregnant...
I wasn't happy.
Really?
We weren't in a good place.
We weren't speaking, barely having sex anymore,
and getting pregnant seemed like a complication.
But I realize now that it was a blessing.
This baby means everything to me,
and that's why the lies hurt.
I just don't want...
anything to go wrong ever again between us.
I don't either.
I've lost too much already.
I...I don't want to lose you, too.
♪ And it only had occurred to me ♪
♪ That I've been on the mend ♪
♪ I hadn't seen the signs before ♪
♪ Slept fine and felt well-fed ♪
♪ 'Cause I know that when my heart ♪
[phone ringing]
♪ Is less connected to my head ♪
[ring]
♪ I'll hold inside a love ♪
♪ That someone else deserves instead ♪
[phone ringing]
Must be important.
Hello.
Yes, Mr. Carpenter, I know who you are.
You're Juliet's English teacher.
Listen, um...
I'm calling about Juliet.
Why? What's wrong?
She's been in a car accident.
ANDREW: Mr. Carpenter, where's my child? Where's Juliet?
She's with Monica. But please, Mr. Martin, calm down.
Juliet's fine. You're telling me to calm down
after my child's been in a car accident?
The cops said that they'd been drinking,
that it's a miracle they're unharmed,
and I should stay calm?
I'm just trying to put this in perspective.
What are you even doing here?
No-No offense, you've been her teacher, what, a week?
She called me.
Said it was an emergency.
But just so you know, I called you as soon as I got here.
I'm gonna go.
If you need anything else... No, we're good.
Juliet.
Oh, my God.
Are you OK? I'm OK, Dad.
Are you sure you're not... I'm fine, really.
I don't understand. Why were you driving?
You only have a learner's permit.
What were you even doing in the city?
I spoke with Mrs. Reynolds, and she told me
that you two would be in Stamford all weekend.
There-There was a change of plans.
It wasn't a big deal. Not a big deal?
You were drinking and driving.
I had two beers.
It's not like I was doing coke!
Oh, well, in that case...
Dad...
I-I don't know what you want me to tell you.
Monica was totally trashed.
She needed to get her car home.
I-I was just trying to help, OK?
Well, you were very helpful... so helpful, in fact,
you almost got the both of you killed!
This is exactly why I called Mr. C!
All you ever do is get pissed off!
I have every right to be pissed off.
Between the drugs and the fighting
and the getting thrown out of school...
But this time, Juliet...
I'm done.
What are you gonna do?
Put me up for adoption?
No. No, 'cause I know you'd actually enjoy that.
I'm taking away your trust fund.
No credit cards, no allowance.
What?
It's the only way to get through to you, Juliet.
Until you can start to prove
that you're getting back on track,
really trying to get back on track...
you're cut off.
Now I'm going to talk to Monica's father.
I'm sorry, Juliet.
You owe me, bitch... like, $10 million.
What?
You're a lucky man.
You found Bridget.
Hmm, no.
But Missing Persons discovered
a little activity on Malcolm Ward's bank card
at an ATM right here in Manhattan.
This is two hours ago.
That's him. That's Malcolm Ward.
If he's in New York,
that means Bridget Kelly's still here.
MAN [over P.A.]: Welcome, everyone, to a very special evening
celebrating the dedicated work of Gemma Butler
and the opening of your new Hamilton Art Pavilion.
[cheers and applause]
[music playing]
[indistinct conversation]
Car accident?
Juliet's gonna be fine,
but Andrew needs to stay with her.
You should move away from the window.
Why?
I'm here to celebrate my wife's work.
I can stand wherever I want.
Henry, how much have you had to drink?
Not enough.
[sighs]
I feel so guilty.
I should've listened to you, Siobhan.
I should've made more of an effort with Gemma.
You didn't know.
Know what?
That she would disappear?
I feel like a douche bag to even say what I'm thinking.
That you didn't know how much you loved her until you couldn't tell her?
Henry, I-I've asked someone to help.
Trust me, it's gonna be OK.
We're gonna find her. We're gonna bring her back.
Can I leave here yet?
Yeah.
Come on, I'll get you a cab.
You should be with the boys.
REPORTER: And we will remain here throughout the evening
hoping to get some kind of statement
from Mr. Butler himself.
♪ So I need to find a place to play ♪
♪ before I drive right into the ocean ♪
♪ A simple place ♪
♪ Feel the pressure, baby ♪
♪ Moving down the line ♪
♪ Wasn't time to rescue, wasn't... ♪
Malcolm?
PARAMEDIC: It's OK. We're gonna get you to a hospital.
My head is pounding.
You fainted, landed pretty hard against the pavement.
It's probably gonna hurt for a while.
REPORTER: Siobhan Martin, one of many New York...
Let's go.
[siren]
[woman speaking indistinctly over P.A.]
Excuse me.
I wanted to say thank you.
The paramedics told me you helped my wife.
Oh. Yeah. No-No big deal.
I just want to say I really appreciate it.
OK.
[monitor beeping]
Hey.
How you feeling?
I've been better.
How's Juliet?
She's at home,
grounded...
most likely till she's 50.
[chuckles]
The doctor's are gonna check on the baby.
What?
Hey, don't worry.
It's just a precaution.
They don't suspect anything,
but they feel safer if they check.
Andrew, I don't think it's...
What?
I just--it's been such a long...
Shiv, this is crazy.
I know you're feeling out of it,
but to refuse an ultrasound after a concussion,
that's just insanity.
Well, I-I didn't mean it like that...
Then don't fight it, please?
Do as the doctor says.
This is our baby.
I found Gemma's car.
SIOBHAN: Was there anything left behind?
Just some blood.
Her blood?
CHARLIE: No, mine, from when she hit me.
Thank God you found it.
CHARLIE: Thank Bridget.
She's still the only suspect in Gemma's disappearance.
They'll never connect it to me.
And everyone still thinks Bridget is me?
CHARLIE: Don't worry, Siobhan.
Gemma never got a chance to tell anyone.
Gemma Butler?
Agh!
Ohh!
[panting]
CHARLIE: Call me with the next move.
[airliner flying]