To have and to hold.
For better, for worse.
For richer, for poorer.
Easy to say.
Harder to stand by.
But this.
If you cheat and I kill.
Now, that's a vow.
Making my very survival dependent on one person.
Him.
♪ I don't like your little games ♪
♪ Don't like your tilted stage ♪
♪ The role you made me play ♪
♪ Of the fool, no, I don't like you ♪
♪ I don't like your perfect crime ♪
♪ How you laugh when you lie ♪
♪ You said the gun was mine ♪
♪ Isn't cool, no, I don't like you ♪
♪ But I got smarter I got harder in the nick of time ♪
♪ Honey, I rose up from the dead ♪
♪ I do it all the time ♪
♪ I've got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined ♪
♪ I check it once then I check twice, oh! ♪
♪ Look what you made me do ♪
♪ Look what you just made me do ♪
♪ Look what you just made me ♪
♪ Ooh! Look what you made me do ♪
♪ Look what you made me do ♪
♪ Look what you just made me do ♪
You know, if we're going to do this, there is one pretty fucking basic rule.
Any more lies and I will walk out of here.
And I'll go to the nearest police station
and I'll tell them I made a mistake with my alibi.
Okay. Okay.
Okay.
We met on my initiation week.
She let it be known, you know, in the way that women do, that...
well, that it could be more than just...
Anyway, I...
I kept her at bay, I told her about you,
about us and how happy we are, until one night.
Too much booze and not enough sense.
Hmm. When? What night?
The night before the launch.
And where was I?
What, still unpacking?
Ironing the creases in your trousers, cutting off the crusts of your sandwiches?
You know what that time was like, Liv.
It was insane.
I was just trying not to fuck everything up
and then I'd come home and you'd be asleep.
Oh, unconsciousness, that is a new one.
You know, if you had told me that you were looking to stray,
- then I would've hit the caffeine harder. - I wasn't looking to stray, Liv.
In all the years that we've been together, and I never, ever would again.
This was a...
It was a mistake.
Cara, she... she was a one-off.
A one-off that you went back to, how many times, exactly?
And your go-to position?
No, Liv.
I'm not asking for diagrams.
Look, the sex was, erm...
It... It was different.
- Better? - No.
No, I didn't say that. Different.
If this is you being an open book, then...
Fine.
You're my wife.
There's certain things that I would... I would never ask you to do.
Oh, I see, you're protecting my virtue.
Please don't make this any harder than it already is.
After you fucked her in all the ways you deemed not appropriate for me, then what?
Small talk, compare orgasms or just rolled out from underneath her?
- I came home. - To your wife.
Like the respectable man that you are.
The thing I cannot get my head around is how then you could just sleep.
Because a guilty conscience...
Yeah, sure, you can...
push it down with a boatload of whisky but the thing is...
come bedtime it's there, it's...
it's waiting for you.
The thing you've done.
We can get through this.
How?
No more lies.
Says the liar.
Liv, I need you.
To keep you out of prison.
As good a reason as any.
I love you, Liv.
So you love me.
Do you love her?
I don't... I don't love her.
I didn't... I didn't love her.
She loved you.
Shit.
You guys okay?
Your drinks are dead.
♪ I've never been to jail ♪
♪ Tell a nigga that I'm in here like gel ♪
♪ I just want the paper Can I read the mail? ♪
♪ Tell them it's a fee without the male Do tell, do tell ♪
♪ You dig it like a ditch, if I paid you some attention you'd probably be rich ♪
♪ Sucks to be you Ol' gold digging bitch ♪
♪ Shit, I'm running this shit like Drake with the 6 ♪
♪ Let's go, let's get it, I'm committed ♪
♪ It's survival of the fittest and I'll only take a minute ♪
♪ Life is short I compare it to a midget ♪
♪ Shovel in the trunk of the '06 Civic ♪
♪ I'm with it, I'm with it There's no way out ♪
♪ You're stuck in the mud, snow, rain, drought ♪
♪ Like tits no bra You should go hang out ♪
♪ Body like a shotgun just don't bang out, woo, woo! ♪
♪ Let's start a fire, baby I'm so inspired maybe ♪
♪ Don't try to fight it ♪
♪ I know you like it, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Taking over like a virus ♪
♪ Let's start a riot, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Don't try to fight it ♪
♪ I know you like it, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Taking over like a virus ♪
♪ Let's start a riot, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Black or white, you are my type ♪
♪ Like a keyboard, baby You earned your stripes ♪
♪ I'm on your bike, we ride together... ♪
Shots!
♪ Jungle fever, a firm believer ♪
♪ Lacking on rest but I'm still a dreamer ♪
♪ We can show out like Martin, Gina Offer a ring and I'll say yes eager ♪
♪ Let's start a fire, baby I'm so inspired maybe ♪
♪ We can get old together It is our time like Brady ♪
♪ Let's start a fire, baby I'm so inspired maybe ♪
♪ We can get old together It is our time like Brady ♪
♪ Don't try to fight it I know you like it, yeah ♪
She won't leave me alone.
Because she knows the truth.
Are you a real priest?
I'm listening.
It was me.
I killed her.
Come on, then do something. Smite me down!
That's not quite how it works.
Then what am I meant to do?
Because this...
Living like this, I can't.
That's it, isn't it?
I'm not meant to.
An eye for an eye.
All that shit. I'll just...
I won't be here anymore.
You're clearly torturing yourself.
But intention is everything.
Was it there?
To hurt this woman?
So...
the thing becomes an accident.
An accident.
If it wasn't for the storm...
and him fucking with my mind over and over and over.
And she was close to the edge.
With the insane wind and the rain.
She could never have known how close she was.
It was an accident.
What the fuck?
It's time to go home.
♪ Riots on the TV ♪
♪ Freeway dirt bike popping wheelies ♪
♪ They want to keep it PG ♪
♪ All their daughters wanna be me ♪
♪ I'm Georgia peachy, believe me ♪
♪ Head out the window, it's breezy They up my ass like bikinis ♪
♪ I'm not nice, I'm a meanie ♪
♪ Throw a tantrum, baby Doll me up 'cause I'm a brat ♪
♪ I'm a handful, demi-devil pyromaniac ♪
Where have you been?
Should I expect this every time I'm out of your sight for five minutes?
I wa... I was worried, that's all.
Worried I'd have a change of heart?
Were you?
That's for me to know and you to find out.
Is this how it's going to be from now on?
For your sake, I hope not.
Yep. Bonnie, I'm on my way.
Er...
Well, don't you think it's a bit too soon?
No, no. Er...
Yes, of course. Er...
Yes, I'll ask her.
Okay, bye.
Er, she... she wants to...
She wants to raise a glass to...
It... It'd be good if you could be there.
As new starts go, toasting to your dead mistress really is up there.
Will said you weren't coming.
Here, take, drink,
and drink some more. I intend to.
Darling.
Darling, you made it.
I'm... I'm sorry about your friend.
I guess you were one of the last to talk to her.
Tell me she was having fun out there.
No, no, no. Tell me she was having the best fucking time of her life.
Well, she...
She was.
Well, you know Cara. She was life and soul.
And anyone who got in her way, be damned.
I think it's kind of a now or never situation.
I vote never.
No, no, you're right, you're right. It can't be chicken shit, so...
Would you just quiet the rabble for me?
Of course. Yes.
Excuse me, everyone. Could you just all gather round, please?
Er, Bonnie... Bonnie's going to say a few words.
Just a few because Cara had to listen to me enough in life.
And I've been thinking about beginnings a lot.
You know where we were when we met,
after a hideous day of interviewing girls
with nothing between their ears and then...
In she walked, looking the way that she looked,
which was one thing.
But then she opened her mouth.
And sometimes you meet women like that in life,
and, frankly, you want to hate them.
It doesn't seem fair.
Them at the front of the line when the big man
was passing out all the goods and, er...
Well, maybe I did for just a millisecond.
But then she brought me in, which is what Cara did.
So as being with her made you feel like your best self.
Quicker, funnier, smarter.
More alive.
Which is just this, er...
just a fucking joke in all of this.
She really was the most alive person that I ever met, so...
Here's to keeping her that way.
To Cara.
Be right back.
Come with me.
We have to leave.
You guilt-tripped me into coming, and now you've changed your mind?
- They're saying she didn't fall. - What?
Who said that?
The police. The police are saying that.
They're saying that she was pushed.
She was murdered.
You know I couldn't do this.
Hurt anyone.
If anything leads back to you and Cara then...
we're done.
Both of us.
I know.
So we cover our tracks.
Make sure there is nothing, and I mean nothing,
that connects you and Cara romantically.
We... We can... We can do that.
I mean, that's no problem. No one knew.
Yeah, that's what you think, but...
This is about being definite, so...
We go over everything.
Because I tell you one thing, your lies are not landing me in prison.
Oh, Liv.
Liv.
Thank you.
How would the two of you communicate?
We'd text, call if it was urgent.
Wipe your phone.
Hers.
She... she was more on the paranoid side so she used a burner.
Okay, good.
The police won't know to check for that.
Erm...
- Emails? - Mostly sent from work.
I mean, her desktop's company property. I just need some time with it, that's all.
Well, yes, and her passwords.
I...
Wow, you know each other's passwords.
Some, not all.
And what about your actual meetings?
I paid in cash.
And apart from a joke trip to the Empire State,
we chose pretty discreet locations, so...
I'm sure you did.
Are there any physical items that connect you?
You know, ticket stubs, erm, gifts?
Er...
Will.
Er, look... Erm...
I...
I gave her a key.
You gave her a key to our home?
I... I just... Liv, she wanted more and more from me
and I didn't know what to do. I tried to get her off my back. It just...
We only came here once, Liv.
You didn't think you'd taken enough from me?
She's everywhere.
Do you get that? She's everywhere and now she's here.
Liv.
Well, I guess we have to go find the fucking key now, don't we?
Are you... Are you okay?
I just... I heard a sound and I came to check.
Please tell me I'm not where I think I am.
I'm afraid so.
The last thing I remember, I was dancing to Pat Benatar.
Quite possibly alone in the... I just like... I just, er...
It all just went, pffff!
Was that on when you got here?
Er, I don't... I don't know. I only just...
I meant, did you turn it on?
No. I mean, that would be a weird thing to do.
Because the police are coming and they're going to want access and ask questions.
- I just... - Bonnie, I didn't touch the thing.
I don't know but...
Yeah. It's a lot.
What they're saying.
I know.
Oh!
God, I need caffeine and sugar.
Fuck it, I need a Cronut.
In the nicest possible way, Bonnie...
you need a shower.
I have fired people for less.
You did well, yesterday.
Oh, boy. Okay.
God!
You know what?
You tell anyone about this,
I'll cut off your balls.
"Will,
I know we said we weren't going to do feelings, so don't get mad.
And, fuck it, maybe I won't even send this,
so you won't even know how insane you make me feel.
How many hours of every day I waste thinking about you.
How terrifying it is to me that so fast
you seem to know me better than anyone.
And how much I wish you weren't just this thing that exists
outside of real life.
I want you to be my real life."
Sorry. Sorry, I got stuck between stations.
I don't want to be here any longer than we have to be.
No, me neither.
Are you clear on the plan?
Yeah?
Hey.
Erm...
Yeah, yeah. Come on in.
Sorry.
Take a pew.
How, erm...
How have you been?
Er...
Sorry. That was an idiotic question.
Got any friends or family staying here, people you can talk to?
What's there to say?
Just...
sometimes it helps.
I take it you guys heard the news, yeah?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
I still can't believe it.
No.
No, it feels like the sort of thing that happens to other people.
It is, that is unless the police showed up at your door asking you guys questions.
Er, sorry. Look, I'm really not very good at this.
Er...
I brought you some chicken soup.
Homemade.
Figured you wouldn't have eaten.
Thank you.
It's just soup.
Well, why don't... Why don't I heat it up for you?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Yeah?
I'll show you where the kitchen is.
Erm...
Do you mind if I use the restroom?
Oh, yeah. It's just, er...
Thanks.
Where the fuck are you?
What you doing in her closet?
Oh...
Oh, I didn't want to say.
I should have done. Sorry.
Er, Cara's clothes that she lent me in Yosemite.
I was... I was returning them.
Well...
She doesn't need them anymore, does she?
Well, if it was me, I'd want to know everything was in its place.
And whoever was left behind had...
as much as me as possible.
I should have said. Sorry.
Sorry.
It's fine.
Everything...
Everything's fine.
So?
Thank you.
You really came through for me.
So, thank you.
Mr. and Mrs. Taylor?
Yes.
Detective Rawlins. My colleague.
Detective Wiseman.
We're heading up the New York City part of the investigation
into the murder of Ms. Cara Parker.
First off, I know you knew the victim,
so my sincerest condolences.
That said, we'd really appreciate you coming down
to the station to answer a few questions.
Oh, yes, of course.
You can imagine a lot of what we need to do
is establish who's, where's, when's,
much of which we have in your original statement to the Yosemite Park rangers.
Nothing to scare the horses. You're at liberty to leave at any point.
Of course, we hope our company is not that unbearable.
Oh, well, anything you need to know, just... just ask.
You and your husband were staying at the Majestic Hotel
on the night of Ms. Parker's disappearance.
Er, yes. Yes, that's right.
And what was your relationship with the victim?
Er... I liked her.
Er... No, I mean, what was the nature of your relationship?
- Were you colleagues or...? - Oh, right. Yes, of course.
Erm... Well, er, no.
My... My husband, Will, erm...
He worked with her at the Lowbeck.
But you'd all become friendly?
Well, we hiked together, took a drink. You know, nothing major.
Had you met her before Yosemite?
Er, no, that was the first time, that day.
Your husband had never talked about her?
There was no crossover at work functions or the like?
Well, it's a... it's a big hotel.
You know, he has a lot of colleagues.
You must have bonded pretty hard and fast.
We have a witness from the dining room that night,
said he saw you and Ms. Parker locked in...
"A tight embrace."
Oh, what can I say? I'm a friendly drunk.
Er...
Good for you.
And after this embrace, you returned to your room with your husband
and that was the last you saw of Ms. Parker?
Well, it was a... it was a long day.
Will and I ducked out early from dinner.
Went back to the room, had a nightcap.
Well, he fancied a nightcap, I didn't.
Er, and then he must have come back around...
11.30.
That was us for the rest of the night.
We ducked out of dinner early.
Went back to our room. I fancied a nightcap.
She wisely didn't.
And, er...
I must have got back to the room, must have been about 11.30.
And then...
Yeah. I mean, that was us for the rest of the night.
Very detailed, Mr. Taylor. Thank you.
Of course.
Erm, the part that's just a little bit sticky for me...
is the coincidence of it.
I mean, here's you and your wife... What is it, Wiseman?
Just shy of 3,000 miles as the crow flies.
So, a long way from home.
And you only go and bump into your colleague from work,
who just so happens to have stopped at the exact same trail
you and your wife had planned to walk that day.
Never mind that she's staying at the exact same hotel.
Listen, I... I get it.
Right.
But that's not exactly an answer.
Okay, look, I, erm...
I... I really didn't want to do this because, well,
you know, Cara... Cara was a great girl and...
You know, I mean, what's happened, I mean, it's horrific, but, erm...
But?
Er...
But this, this is Cara all over.
You know, she was... she was obsessed with keeping up.
You know, she heard a...
hot new restaurant was the place to be,
she'd be there ready to document the whole thing on Instagram.
You know, it's the same with bars and clubs and...
holidays.
You think she followed you there?
No!
No, no, no, no. Not me.
I think...
she followed the experience of it.
So not a woman who knew her own mind, then?
Like I said...
You know, I would never want to speak ill.
Hmm.
Thanks for coming in, guys.
Thank you.
Nice couple.
If you can forgive the British part.
What?
The night she died and there's them saying almost the exact same thing.
I'm pretty sure they won't call us in again.
Because you made out Cara was mad?
No, not mad.
Just... impressionable.
Right.
A silly girl.
Sure.
A silly girl who you were sleeping with for months on end.
A silly girl who you gave a key to our home.
A silly girl who you made promises to.
Promises that ended up getting her killed one way or another.
Liv.
Hey, neighbour.
How you been?
I don't even know where to start.
He's nowhere near good enough for you.
I don't want you to be sad.
You deserve...
Well, you deserve everything.
But mostly a shit ton of happiness.
You don't know what I deserve.
♪ Don't look ahead There's stormy weather ♪
♪ Another roadblock in our way ♪
♪ But if we go, we go together ♪
Was she happy?
Is that a serious question? Who's happy in this life?
Are you happy, Detective?
Extra hour in bed.
Baby sleeping through, wife letting me watch the game.
Sure, wouldn't take much for me to be.
No, I imagine not.
We're trying to get a better picture of your friend
and employee in the days leading up to her death.
If she was happy, who was making her happy?
If she was sad...
who was coming for her?
It's pretty basic stuff, Mrs. Sizemore.
Some days she was happy, some days not so much.
Why do you think that was?
Well, anything I say that... It would be a guess.
I mean, she made a point not to bring her private life into the office.
Well, an educated guess.
Given that you spent more time with her than anyone else here.
Probably anyone else in her life.
Barring Garth, who I assume you've talked to.
Well, we're talking to you now, so...
An educated guess, please.
Last few months, she was first in, last to leave.
And after work, no matter what the hour,
she would go to the gym for a workout.
Instead of going home?
She called it her escape.
Boxed up her stuff already.
Apparently these lockers are like gold dust.
Kinda cold, no?
I can think of more fun ways to blow off steam.
I mean, the woman was in great shape, but come on.
Are you really gonna go there? Yeah.
Objectively speaking and with absolutely no Me Too connotations.
But please, she's working out close to midnight.
It's on the sad side of things.
Don't hate the player, hate the game.
- Facts. Oh. - Ms. Parker's belongings.
Much obliged. Thank you.
Okay.
What do we got, Cara?
Why lie about knowing her?
All right!
Garth Lenihan, I have a warrant here for your arrest
for the murder of Ms. Cara Parker.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you.
♪ Mother said, look now at that fire ♪
♪ You're a lasty ♪
♪ All get set, taking my mark ♪
♪ Nothing to lose I got nothing but heart ♪
♪ To your knees, left us in the dark ♪
♪ Feeling all this heat Oh, ignite the spark ♪
♪ To your knees, left us in the dark ♪
♪ Feeling all this heat Oh, now I'm gonna take 'em back ♪
♪ I'm gonna take 'em back ♪