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[intense music]
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Are you ready for me?
You look great.
It's all about how fabulous you are,
so it should be super easy.
So, how's your love life?
Completely uneventful.
Oh, come on.
Charly Huxton's love life uneventful?
You were voted Model of the Year twice.
Three times, actually.
You're the co-founder and CEO of your own fashion line.
You're single, you're gorgeous.
You're not dating anybody?
I'm not going there.
Dylan Tanner?
What about him?
He's one of the biggest movie stars on the planet
and you married him.
We all make mistakes.
[laughs]
I'm glad to see you have a sense of humor about it.
You've been divorced for 14 months.
Yes.
And in the process, completely reinvented yourself
as a business mogul.
Do you ever wake up and think,
"Ah, what a difference a year makes"?
Honestly, no.
I've completely moved on and I couldn't be happier.
Now, Singular Sportswear went public last month
and became one of the hottest stocks on Wall Street.
Now, some say that you owe your company's success
to the publicity of your breakup with Dylan.
Are they right or wrong?
[mellow music]
I'd say I was doing quite well before Dylan came along.
I'm sorry, you know I have to ask this.
The producers push me to ask these questions,
so I'm gonna do it one more time.
The question on everyone's mind is,
is there a new man in your life?
What do you say?
Well, you can ask me the same thing a million times.
No comment.
[sighs]
All right.
You win this time,
but next time, I am gonna get that out of you.
Mm, we'll see.
[laughs, cell phone rings]
That was great, thank you.
[Charly] Before you ask, it went fine.
So she didn't want to know who you were dating?
Of course she did.
A woman can't run a Fortune 500 company
without a man by her side.
Lucky for you, there isn't one.
Ha, your sarcasm is duly noted.
Anyway, you're all I need, partner.
- So what's up? - What's up
is that Godfrey was just in my office
on a tirade about how you've been overruling him again.
He's our lead designer, not you.
Godfrey's a prima donna and we pay him way too much.
Do you even know how much he's being paid?
I try to stay focused on the big picture.
The details are your department, thank goodness.
Look, I hired Godfrey because I believe in his ideas.
I'm also the one with the fashion design background,
not you.
Look, when we started the company,
we decided that I would be the face of the brand.
Now if you or the board has a problem
with the way I do things, you can force me out.
Not while you control 51%.
Oh, that's right, I forgot.
Hey, we're a team, you know that.
Look, all kidding aside,
you need to make peace with him
and you need to do it today.
Fine, I'll pucker up and kiss his ass
when I get back to the office.
I promise.
[Lark] Thank you.
- Lunch later? - Ah, we'll see.
I've got a lot on my plate.
Well, I hope not too much.
You're my rock, Lark.
[soft music]
Don't I know it.
[intense music]
[sighs]
Too blue, too red.
Too--I rejected this design last week.
Yes, Ms. Huxton, but, uh, Godfrey said--
Godfrey works for me, not the other way around.
Where is he?
He's, uh, he's...
Mindy, breathe.
You're my assistant,
that means you have permission to speak clearly.
He's in your office.
[soft, tense music]
[typing]
What do you think you're doing in my office?
And that's my computer.
- I'm so sorry. - I had to check a file.
And you gave him my password?
I didn't, I just unlocked it for him.
He said you'd be okay with it.
Do I look like I'm okay with it?
[Godfrey chuckles]
I don't know why you're laughing.
She's not the only one
who's gonna have to dust off that résumé.
You can't fire me without just cause.
Without cause?
You just threw every rule we have about privacy
and workplace boundaries out the window.
Oh, you want to talk to me about boundaries?
That's rich.
What was I supposed to do,
just sit back and let you ruin months of work?
I had to make sure you're not altering more of my designs
- behind my back. - Oh, please.
You are lucky all I'm doing is firing you,
now get out!
You'll be hearing from my lawyer.
When you said dust off that résumé,
did you mean mine too?
Yes, yours too.
[soft music]
[sighs]
[soft, tense music]
[handcuffs locking]
Okay, guys, and cut.
That's a cut for today.
Okay, guys, we're gonna be back in five, back in five.
Talent, get some rest.
Get some water, guys. Great job.
Okay, I'll play.
[giggles]
What's that all about, Vargas?
He's gonna run lines with her.
Is she an actress? I don't recognize her.
[chuckles]
She's an extra,
but I think she's about to get a speaking role.
[soft music]
- Wow. - Hey.
We just work for the guy, right?
We don't ask questions.
[intense music]
[sighs]
We need to talk.
He comes back over my dead body.
I understand why you got rid of the intern, but Godfrey?
The board's not gonna like this.
Are you serious?
The only thing that would have been worse
is if they'd been screwing on my desk.
You should have discussed it with me first.
You're right. Mea culpa.
Oh, no, no, you don't get out of it that easily.
Admit it, you wanted to go in a different direction
and this was the perfect excuse.
Where is this coming from all of a sudden?
All of a sudden?
You've been fighting me on every major decision
for a year now.
- I'm on your side, you know. - That is so not true.
Yes, it is.
I am the co-founder of this company.
And yet you make me feel
like I'm just another one of your flunkies.
That's ridiculous.
Why are you taking this so personally?
What Godfrey did was unforgivable and you know it.
He was going through all my personal messages and emails.
Now I don't mean to sound harsh,
but can you please just do your job
and find somebody else?
[soft, tense music]
[employee] Graph B shows our earnings over the last quarter.
As you can see, the Be Singular campaign
is still generating strong sales and awareness for us
across all major demographics and product lines.
And when does the new campaign drop?
It'll be in major markets by the end of the month.
Good, the sooner the better.
Wait, this month?
I thought we agreed on Christmas.
I decided to move it up.
You decided? But we're a team.
We need to build on this momentum, Lark.
We discussed it and there's no reason to wait.
We did not discuss it.
Come on, we all knew what you would say.
You're saying it now.
[Lark scoffs]
So my opinion doesn't count, is that it?
You'll just pat me on the head
and do whatever you want anyway?
No.
You know what, um, it's been a crazy morning,
we're all a little tired.
Why don't we just table this conversation
until after lunch, okay?
[soft, tense music]
About time one of us gets out of here.
I've been here since 5:00 a.m.
So have I.
Okay.
So how do you want to handle this?
Rock, paper, scissors.
Rock, paper, scissors again?
Okay.
How 'bout we, uh, flip a coin, like adults?
Because I know you probably don't have one
after getting cleaned out at the poker table last night.
That's funny.
[laughs]
Rock every single time.
Gotta learn to be less predictable, my friend.
I might be predictable,
but at least I can buy my own drinks.
How many times have you bet everything
on some crazy longshot, huh?
What can I say, Jonny-boy?
When I'm in, I'm all in.
For the record, you owe me one.
[chuckles]
Hey, it's not my fault.
Gambling is a disease,
and I'm a sick, sick man, Jonny.
See you tomorrow, Vargas.
[soft, tense music]
[woman] Help, help!
Somebody help me!
[sinister music]
[Harvey] What the hell do you want?
[Jonathan] No one takes advantage of a woman on my watch.
[grunting, panting]
[soft, tense music]
Get control your friend.
You're done, buddy.
I think you just lost your job.
No worries.
I was plannin' on quittin' anyway.
I just hope it doesn't cost me mine.
[Harvey] Jonathan Makepeace, get in my office right now.
[crickets chirring]
[soft, tense music]
And Graph B shows our earnings over the last quarter.
And as you can see, the Be Singular campaign
is still generating strong sales and awareness
across all major demographics and product lines.
[speaking continues, distorts]
[sensual music]
[soft music]
[laughs softly]
[peeling tape]
[soft, tense music]
Oh my God.
[sinister music]
That's what was in the box.
Charming.
All right, false alarm, everybody.
- Back to work. - You all heard her.
Back to work?
Seriously? That was a death threat, Charly.
Not the first one.
No, it's not. That doesn't bother you?
I'm a public figure.
A few ruffled feathers are the cost of doing business.
A few ruffled-- Okay, look.
You may think you're invincible, but you're not.
I set up an emergency board meeting.
I want you safe.
[soft music]
Everyone is in agreement.
We are very concerned about your safety.
Well, I'm not.
I'll be okay.
I don't think you appreciate the gravity of this situation.
Of course I do.
You're worried that some whacko
is gonna drop a safe on my head.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
And nine times out of ten, these are empty threats.
There are other factors to consider.
- Like what? - If something happens to you,
what happens to our stock price?
I'm aware.
There it is, the bottom line.
This is a business, in case you'd forgotten.
It's my life.
What do you expect me to do,
hide out in my house like I'm some kind of prisoner?
We want you to hire a bodyguard.
[laughs]
[soft, tense music]
You're--you're serious.
I appreciate the concern,
but I don't think it's necessary.
A bodyguard and a few changes to your routine,
just until the police finish their investigation.
That's not a lot to ask.
I refuse to be intimidated by this nut, whoever he is.
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a big day tomorrow.
[birds chirping]
[soft music]
[tense music]
[dialing cell phone]
[phone rings]
[dispatcher] 9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Hi. This is Charly Huxton.
There's a man underneath my car.
I think he might be planting a bomb.
[dispatcher] Why do you think he's planting a bomb, ma'am?
Because I received a death threat last week.
[dispatcher] Ms. Huxton, can you give us your location?
Yeah, 528-22 Loma Verde.
[dispatcher] 5-2-8-2-2 L-O-M-A V-E-R-D-E?
Is that correct, ma'am?
- Ma'am? - Wait.
I don't see him anymore.
Oh no.
- I forgot-- - Forgot to lock your front--
[screams, sprays]
- Oh! - I got him.
- What's happening? - Send the police.
- What the hell? The police? - Yes, the police.
You're not going anywhere until they get here.
[dispatcher] Ms. Huxton, please describe what's happening.
Ms. Huxton, I think there's been a misunderstanding.
Nice try. I saw you under my car.
I know what you were doing.
If you move, I will spray you again.
I was making sure no one tampered with your brakes.
- What? - I'm Jonathan Makepeace.
- I'm your new bodyguard. - I don't have a bodyguard.
[Jonathan groans]
You do now. Lark Embridge hired me.
She didn't tell you?
She failed to mention it.
Do you have ID or something?
Uh, yeah.
Here.
Yeah.
[dispatcher] A patrol car is on the way.
Wait, wait. I'm fine.
It was a mistake, I'm sorry.
[dispatcher] What about the man under your car?
He's my bodyguard, I guess.
[Jonathan groans]
- Are you okay? - No.
Do you have some water?
Oh yeah, the sink's that way.
Sorry, I didn't expect anybody.
I just gotta rinse this eye.
[soft, tense music]
[sighs]
[cell phone ringing]
- Hello? - Lark.
Don't you ever do something like that behind my back again.
I know you care, but this was way overboard.
I wish I didn't have to,
but you were being even more unreasonable than usual.
That's a matter of opinion.
I'm sorry.
Look, just give him a chance.
One week, that's all we're asking.
48 hours.
And he better not get in my way.
Goodbye.
[sighs]
I, uh...
suppose I owe you an apology.
No, no, no, it's my fault, really.
I should have called ahead,
let you know I was coming out here.
I'm sorry.
[Jonathan clears his throat]
First time with that stuff though.
Yeah, first time for everything.
[clears throat]
I'm just glad it expired so long ago.
It burns.
I bet.
- Good aim though. - Yeah, I thought so.
[soft, tense music]
Look, I understand that you're not excited
- about this arrangement, but-- - That's an understatement.
But we're gonna have to work together.
Temporarily.
- What are you doing? - Driving you. The keys?
Are you kidding me?
Look, this isn't gonna work unless you let me do my job.
Well, you're a bodyguard, not a chauffer.
If you want to protect me, protect me.
But I'll take care of the driving.
Fine.
[Charly sighs]
What are you waiting for?
You to fasten your seatbelt.
[seatbelt glides, clicks]
[engine starts]
Thank you.
If we're gonna be spending a lot of time together,
we should probably get to know each other better.
Well, I got the impression you wanted to get this done
as quickly as possible.
Well, you obviously haven't heard.
[she sighs]
I am not happy unless everyone around me is miserable.
So...
Ever taken a bullet for a client?
Does that matter?
Well, I--I just want to make sure my employees
are taking their jobs just as seriously as I am.
Look, once I commit to someone, I commit.
Really?
I didn't mean it that way.
Well, I should hope not.
You'd better keep your mind on the job
if you want to work for me.
Lark told me exactly what to expect,
so, it'll be all right.
That I expect my team to stay focused?
Among other things.
Oh, really?
Like what?
Come on, I want to know exactly what she said.
Look, I'm not getting in the middle of some cat fight
between a couple of one-percenters.
One-percenters?
You see us as bank accounts, is that it?
All I'm gonna say is I've seen how ugly
you kind of people can play, and I don't want any part of it.
Starts by reading too much Ayn Rand when you're in college.
Ooh, now the claws come out.
Just so you know, Rand was more Lark's jam.
I was more into Vonnegut.
Really? Me too.
[soft music]
[vehicle approaching]
What are we doing here?
This won't take long.
Stay in the car.
You really want to test me on this?
It'll take 15 minutes, tops.
Stay.
[soft, tense music]
[indistinct chatter]
She asked about the payment plan today.
I told her it was taken care of,
but I don't think she believed me.
- Thank you. - Don't thank me.
It's a wonderful thing you're doing, Ms. Huxton.
Uh, listen, I have to get to work,
but if they need anything, you let me know, all right?
Of course.
Like I said, 15 minutes on the dot.
Who else knows?
About what?
Cancer.
You followed me?
Look, I don't technically work for you.
I work for the board.
I just don't want to get blamed if you suddenly drop dead.
[Charly sighs]
Your concern for my health is touching,
but I'm fine, I promise.
Sounds good.
I lost my mom to leukemia when I was 15.
Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
I'm so sorry.
That... must have been terrible.
All I'm saying is,
if you're going through something
and you need someone to talk to...
I'm your man.
I can't imagine going through that,
but this isn't...
[sighs]
This is a personal matter.
I just--I can't talk about it.
Is that okay?
Yeah.
[sighs] Okay.
Well, I've got a busy day today,
so I would really appreciate it
if you could just keep a low profile.
You won't even know I'm there.
[engine starts]
[bright music]
I'm gonna need the code to the gate out there.
By all means. Make yourself at home.
How many do you own?
How many what?
Homes.
This is it.
Really?
You're worth millions of dollars.
Don't get me wrong, the view's amazing,
but it seems a little, uh...
Quaint?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
I like the energy.
Which reminds me, how did you make it
past the front gate this morning?
I bribed the guard.
See how easy it is for someone to get to you?
I'll call the HOA in the morning
and have him fired immediately.
- Already done. - Wow.
I have to admit, I'm impressed.
Why? Because I take my job as serious as you take yours?
Well, this has been very educational,
but I am feeling quite secure now,
so, if we're all done here...
Uh, yeah, I think I've seen everything I need to see.
[soft music]
- Uh, have a good night. - You too.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[soft, tense music]
- Dr. Dankoff? - Can I help you?
Um, Jonathan Makepeace.
I work private security for Charly Huxton.
I just wondered if I could ask you
a few questions about her treatment?
Her treatment?
Ms. Huxton isn't undergoing any treatment,
at least not here.
So her cancer is in remission then?
As far as I know, Ms. Huxton has never had cancer,
but even if she had, I wouldn't be at liberty to discuss it.
So if you'll excuse me--
So, what was she doing here this morning?
Who was she here to see?
I'm sorry, Mr. Makepeace.
That's right.
But you'll have to ask her that question.
[crickets chirring]
Beautiful, baby, I need you to work with me, okay?
[sighs]
If you can just...
If you could just do what I want you to do.
[cell phone alerts]
[typing]
[dramatic music]
[typing]
[soft, tense music]
Mm.
Yeah, I've got the selects with me right now.
I'm heading over.
We can take a look at everything.
Oh!
[liquid spills]
- You okay? - Uh, yeah.
- Here's your coffee. - Thanks.
And don't do that to me again.
- Do what? - You ditched me.
I didn't ditch you.
Yes, you did. No one knew where you were.
Tell me something.
Am I here to make your job easier,
or is it the other way around?
Men's room's that way.
I'll grab you something to wear.
[soft, sinister music]
[knocks]
You decent?
[Jonathan] Yeah, come on in.
I got you a men's large.
[sensual music]
That was fast.
I'm impressed.
Don't be, uh, it's what we do around here.
Yep, these should work.
Yeah.
- Something wrong? - Um, no.
Of course not.
I'll get these cleaned for you
and get them right back to you.
Thanks.
[sighs]
Charly.
Hey, listen to this.
Marine Corps Sergeant Jonathan Makepeace
is being called a hero after saving three young women
from a suicide bomber.
Sergeant Makepeace identified the attacker as a threat
and used his body to shield the women from the blast.
He's in stable condition recovering from severe burns
to his right leg.
- Wow. - He makes quite an impression,
doesn't he?
He seems competent enough.
Not to mention easy on the eyes.
Oh yeah? I hadn't noticed.
Really?
Well, if it weren't for our strict sexual harassment policy,
I'd be all over that.
[phone ringing]
Yes?
[heavy breathing]
Hello?
[man's voice] I'm gonna enjoy watching you die.
[dramatic music]
He's in the building.
[dial tone beeping]
Wait, don't touch that.
I told you we needed to take this seriously.
You were right.
[phone ringing]
Nobody saw anything,
and if they did they're not saying.
Well, maybe we should just fire the entire floor.
Let's not overreact.
We'll call the police, check the CCTV footage.
I'll get right on it.
In the meantime, you should take the rest of the day off.
Are you sure that's necessary?
I am.
Mr. Makepeace, would you please escort Ms. Huxton home?
Yes, ma'am.
Look.
For what it's worth...
I know I've been taking you for granted
these past few months
and I'm sorry.
[soft music]
I'll make it up to you, I promise.
[vehicle engine whirring]
About earlier in the bathroom, I...
Forget it, forget it.
I just--I didn't mean to embarrass you.
Don't worry, you didn't.
[soft music]
Apology accepted.
Does it hurt?
Only when I walk.
Nah, I'm just kidding.
The doctor told me I lost so much nerve tissue
that he could stab me with a knife,
I wouldn't feel a thing.
Not trying to test that out any time soon though.
Look, 10-to-1, this is just a disgruntled employee
but if it's not...
who else might want to see you dead?
[sighs]
You don't get to where I am without stepping on a few toes,
but I can't believe someone would hate me this much.
I did hear some drama about a designer you fired.
Godfrey?
No, he doesn't have the intestinal fortitude
for something like that.
What about a former husband?
You know, the media blew that way out of proportion.
Dylan and I are just fine.
You sure?
Nobody holds a grudge like an ex.
Speaking from experience?
Yeah.
I am.
That's why I like to keep my love life simple.
No expectations, no complications.
No one gets hurt.
Yeah, I feel exactly the same way.
Is that why, uh...
[clears throat]
Captain Hollywood was your last relationship?
Who says he was?
- The internet. - The internet.
That unimpeachable source.
Well, I will have you know
that I have dated plenty of people since then.
Define plenty.
What, do you think I'm lying?
I think you're just not telling the truth
or you're stretching it--
Why is that so hard to believe?
I'm no shrink, but...
if I were to guess,
after your marriage fell apart
in front of the whole world,
you got scared and stopped letting people in.
You think I'm scared to put myself out there?
Let's just drop the subject.
No, no, we're not gonna drop it.
Why does everyone seem to think
that I don't know what I want?
When's the last time you were on a date?
That's irrelevant.
How is that irrelevant?
Pull over.
- No. - I said pull over.
- We're almost home. - No, pull over now.
[soft music]
How's that for scared?
Doesn't prove anything.
[tense music]
What, you think I just go around kissing all of my employees?
No, I think you were just trying to win an argument.
Wow, you really are full of yourself, aren't you?
Where are you going?
Home.
Like you said, we're almost there, right?
Will you just wait a minute?
Just leave me alone.
Are--are you crying?
No, I'm not crying.
I'm a CEO for god's sake.
Yeah, sure, the sun is in your eye.
Now you're making fun of me?
No, no, not--not at all, not at all.
Look, I'm sorry for baiting you back there.
It's just something about you...
brings it out of me.
Which is what exactly?
Sure you won't freak out?
[soft, tense music]
[tense music]
Tell me what you really think.
The truth.
[engine revving]
[tires screech]
[gunfire]
[tires screech]
Charly.
Charly, can you hear me?
Lark, I'm fine.
No, the doctor said it's not a concussion.
I really don't want to talk about this right now.
I'll see you tomorrow, okay?
Bye.
All clear.
[soft music]
[sighs]
You should probably get some rest.
I'm--I'm too wired to sleep.
Where are you gonna be?
I got a pillow in the car.
- I'll be fine. - You just saved my life.
I'm not gonna let you sleep in the car.
Come on, get comfortable.
You hungry?
Uh, yeah, yeah.
I could eat.
I could get some takeout.
There's a great Thai place just down the street.
Yeah, yeah, that sounds great.
You know, we never actually finished our conversation.
You were gonna tell me what you really think.
Complete honesty, remember?
Yeah.
I remember.
I'm still waiting.
Okay.
I think that you act like
a tough-as-nails master of the universe
because you don't really want people to know
how much you care.
And I get it, you know.
In the business world, that can be seen as a weakness.
Not a shrink, huh?
Look.
I know you're not sick.
I know you were at the hospital to see someone,
but you have no living family.
So, who were you there to see?
His name's Ryan.
He has osteosarcoma, bone cancer.
His mom is actually an employee with us.
But she made one little mistake on a form
and our HMO won't cover his treatment.
And you're paying for it.
- Does his mother know? - No.
And I want it to stay that way.
That's very generous.
It's the right thing to do.
And I can afford it, so...
I bet sometimes you feel all alone.
[laughs]
Please.
First I'm oppressed, now I'm lonely.
You know, that's the ultimate cliché
of the powerful, successful woman.
You know, Charly...
you can deny it all you want, but...
still, you did kiss me.
[laughs]
You know, just because I had a moment of weakness
doesn't mean I'm some lovesick maiden
desperate for a man to sweep me off my feet.
It's okay.
I get it.
I'm lonely too.
Now, wait a second. If you think we're anything alike,
you must be out of your mind.
[bright music]
[female vocalist] ♪ Give up, let's fight ♪
♪ You've won a thousand times ♪
♪ All my words and cries bounce back in vain ♪
You were saying?
- Shut up. - ♪ Too late, too blind ♪
♪ The feeling's been shut down ♪
♪ Round and round we go ♪
♪ Stuck in déjà vu ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ Hey, all my days are running empty ♪
♪ Now I'm back with you ♪
♪ Falling back into déjà vu ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ Hey, all my days are running empty ♪
♪ Now I'm back with you ♪
♪ Falling back into déjà vu ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ Hey, all my days are running empty ♪
♪ Now I'm back with you ♪
♪ Falling back into déjà vu ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ Hey, all my days are running empty ♪
♪ Now I'm back with you ♪
♪ Falling back into déjà vu ♪
["déjà vu" echoes]
♪ How 'bout you ♪♪
[vocalizing]
[traffic whirring]
[soft, tense music]
Tell me what happened.
He was her bodyguard.
You mean the one I hired
specifically because he's a screw-up?
Son of a bitch nearly shot me.
He hit your car.
I was in the car! I don't know why the hell
you had to hire him in the first place.
Why do you think?
To give our shareholders the appearance of due diligence
and to deflect suspicion.
[Godfrey] Maybe from you. What about me?
You were wearing the mask?
Yes, and sunglasses.
It's only a matter of time. They're gonna figure it out.
The security footage from the office has been erased,
and the car can't be traced back to either of us.
You need to relax.
Oh, that is so easy for you to say.
I was almost killed.
Look, I did what you asked,
and now I want what you promised.
The money, the promotion, the stock options, all of it.
How do you know how to do that?
I watch a lot of those crime-scene shows.
Well, then you know
the people always get caught.
Because they make stupid mistakes.
I'm smarter than that.
Good luck with that.
Forget the money. I'm out.
No amount of money is worth this.
I'm gonna go home, drink an entire bottle
of Wild Turkey, and try to forget this ever happened.
Before you go, I need your help with something.
Oh my God! What?
Bullets can be matched to the gun that fired them.
In this case, Mr. Makepeace's weapon.
It's like a unique fingerprint.
No two are the same.
Yeah, so?
Now, this firearm is quite similar
to the one carried by Mr. Makepeace.
[gunshot]
[gasping]
[dramatic music]
So I want to be sure the bullet they dig out of you
is from his gun, not this one.
[mellow music]
What's going on?
Everyone's acting like somebody died.
I take it you haven't heard.
Heard what?
Godfrey's been murdered.
[solemn music]
[bright music]
[reporter] And in the case of Godfrey Lewis,
fashion designer found shot downtown,
the police have declined to comment.
Oh my God, that's it, that's the car.
- What car? - The one that tried to run us
off the road, I remember that bumper sticker.
Are you saying Godfrey tried to kill you?
I can't believe it either.
I mean, he was a pain in my ass, but, come on.
Maybe someone put him up to it.
Why would someone do that?
And who would kill him?
Could be the same person.
You know, you two might have been
the last people to see him alive.
I bet the cops are gonna want to know
where you two were last night.
[tense music]
- We are not sleeping together. - It's just strictly business.
Glad to hear it,
because the optics wouldn't be good.
Our CEO violating her own sexual harassment policy?
[footsteps approaching]
[police radio chatter]
Charly Huxton?
Jonathan Makepeace?
- Yes. - That's right.
Detectives Romero and Baylor,
Metro Homicide.
We need to ask you some questions
about the murder of Godfrey Lewis.
- Okay. - Mr. Makepeace,
we have a warrant to run an examination
on your firearm.
Is he a suspect?
Actually, ma'am, you both are.
Slow.
[evidence bag crinkling]
Is there a place where we can talk in private?
[sighs]
[clearing throat]
So, after giving your statements to the officer on the scene,
you went back to your house?
- Yes. - Alone?
No, uh... Jonathan was with me.
[soft music]
And he was with you all night?
Yeah, we were together all night.
Can anyone else corroborate that?
Probably not.
No one saw us come in.
[tense music]
These are transcripts recovered
from the victim's phone.
As you can see,
they appear to be from you.
The language gets very, uh, colorful.
No, I didn't write these texts.
You threatened to kill him more than once.
- They're not even from my phone. - No, they came from this one.
We found it in your desk drawer.
And before you object, we had a warrant.
But it's a burner.
No contract, no fees.
[chuckling]
Completely anonymous.
Ballistic report just came back.
The bullet that killed Mr. Lewis in the parking lot last night
and the bullets that were fired into the stolen sedan
earlier today all came from your gun.
How do you explain that?
Why would I do that?
Why would I go to some parking lot
in the middle of the night to meet with this person
that I'd never even heard of until two hours ago?
And then, what, execute him?
Because he threatened Ms. Huxton,
your employer-turned-lover, that's why.
Ms. Embridge confirmed your affair not ten minutes ago.
Look, the person who was trying to run us down
was wearing a ski mask.
We had no clue who it was
until we saw his car on the news this morning.
So you said in your report about the drive-by.
I read it, but there was no mask found on that scene.
It says your previous employer
recently filed an assault charge against you.
It seems you have a history of using excessive force
when you feel a woman's being threatened.
You know what I think?
I think Ms. Huxton
recognized Godfrey Lewis
when he tried to run her over
and ordered you to take him out,
and you just couldn't say no,
could you, lover boy?
That's not what happened!
Did you hire Mr. Makepeace to kill Godfrey Lewis?
- No! - Then why are you covering
for him killing Godfrey Lewis?
[dramatic music]
That's what happened. Stand up.
Stand up!
Charly Huxton, I'm officially charging you
with obstruction until we can figure out
what your involvement is with the death of Godfrey Lewis.
This is ridiculous.
We didn't have anything to do with this.
Please stand up, turn around,
put your hands behind your back.
Turn around, face the wall.
[music intensifying]
Put your hands up.
[smacking]
[intense music]
Oh my God!
Jonathan, what are you doing?
Wait!
Damn!
[groans]
Man, I wish I was young again. You all right?
- Come on, let's go. - Stop, stop!
Damn it!
[phone beeping]
[phone dialing]
This is Lark Embridge from Singular Sportswear.
I think I've got a story for you.
[engine revving]
Why are we running?
We can fight this in court.
Somebody's definitely setting us up, for sure.
Okay, but who?
I don't know.
Who has access to your office drawer?
Who knows Godfrey well enough to send him after us?
Who has the most to gain by getting you out of the picture?
I don't know.
- Are we almost ready? - Yes, let's go.
Ms. Embridge, your former employee,
Godfrey Lewis, was murdered this morning.
Do you have any comment?
Godfrey was a very talented designer,
but Charly made it difficult for him to do his job.
Like many highly successful people in the public eye,
she doesn't believe the rules apply to her.
Do you believe the police theory
that Ms. Huxton ordered Mr. Makepeace
to kill Godfrey Lewis?
[soft music]
[phone chimes]
All I know is that... Charly is a deeply manipulative person
who's used to getting her own way.
What the hell?
[phone clattering]
Hey, that phone cost me $2,000!
Do you want the cops to track us?
Oh my God, why would she say that?
Greed can make people do all sorts of things.
Do you think she's behind all of this?
Okay, let's say Lark wants me dead.
Why would she hire Godfrey, a fashion designer, to do it?
I mean, what does she expect, him to stab me to death
with a pair of knitting needles?
I don't think she hired Godfrey to kill you.
- What do you mean? - She hired him to scare us.
She wanted to give us a reason to go after him.
Now, you hired me as your bodyguard to take him out.
Her plan worked perfectly.
Well, I have more money than her.
I still say we can fight it in court.
You're being naive.
This isn't about you against her.
This is about... us against a major corporation
that'll stop at nothing to protect their brand.
This only ends one way, unless...
Unless what?
Unless we figure out a way to beat her at her own game.
Where are we going?
Someplace the cops can't find us.
You can be a little more specific.
Name's Vargas.
We served together. He owes me one.
[birds chirping]
So... let me get this straight.
I've been seeing you guys all over the news.
Cops like you for murder,
and you want to hide out at my place.
That's right.
- No. - Well, Vargas, you owe me.
And how do you figure that, Jonny?
That bar in Manila, remember that?
Those Airborne guys woulda tore you apart
if I hadn't stepped in.
- Good times. - Oh, yeah.
But, you see, that, uh, little stunt you pulled
on that movie set, well, that got us both fired.
So, as far as I'm concerned, we're even.
[drinking]
I'll pay you.
Yeah, you just gonna run down to an ATM
- and make a withdrawal? - Well, when all this is over,
I'll make sure you're well compensated.
Okay, and when's that gonna be?
Just give me a rough timeline.
- This is a dead end. - Hold on.
You're a gambling man, right, Vargas?
You play the odds.
If this pays off, you're set for life.
If not, you can tell the cops we held a gun to your head.
Two hundred thousand once we get out of this.
Tell me one thing.
Did you do it?
- No. - Then who did?
My former partner, Lark Embridge.
Hm, some partner.
[soft music]
Look, we just need a place to crash
for a couple of days, then we'll be out of your hair.
[sighs]
This better be worth it, Jonny.
I gotta get her car off the street.
Put it in the garage.
Thank you.
[pouring]
[birds chirping]
You know, you don't have to do this.
I want to.
Oh, it looks like it hurts.
Does that sting?
No, I've had much worse.
You're lucky that cop didn't shoot you.
Yeah, well, it wouldn't have been the first time.
When you were deployed, did...
did you ever kill anybody?
Not that I know of.
- But I thought you... - In combat,
I wasn't really focused on the enemy.
I was more concerned with bringing
the guys I was with back home alive.
I guess that's why I became a bodyguard.
You know... if you hadn't let me
have my way with you last night...
Yeah?
We wouldn't be in this mess.
[chuckles]
You're one hell of a trouble-maker,
Charly Huxton.
So I've heard.
[phone ringing]
[phone beeps, he sighs]
Stavros, my man.
[news reporter] Tonight in breaking news...
No, but you know I'm good for it.
[news reporter] ...accused of murder.
Stands to lose billions?
Uh, no. No, no.
I... I don't have it yet.
But I'm working on it, look, just...
just give me till Monday, okay?
I will pay you double.
Just, look, you will not regret this, okay?
[dreary music]
Hello? Stavros?
- You good? - Yeah, yeah.
I just got a call about some possible work,
so I'm gonna go check it out.
You two, just make yourselves at home, all right?
[ominous music]
[splashing]
[mellow music]
There you are.
[water bubbling]
I guess we had the same idea.
You sure do know how to find the right spots.
It's my job.
Charly?
Yeah?
You know I'm not interested in you for your money, right?
Good, because after this...
I might not have any.
[laughing]
[ominous music]
This better be worth the drive over here.
Don't worry, it is.
I know where they are.
So you said on the phone.
If you're just gonna repeat yourself,
you can do it on someone else's time.
Okay. Let's talk money first.
I'm willing to pay a finder's fee
for this information, providing it's solid.
Two hundred thousand, cash.
[laughing]
What is so funny?
That is chump change for someone like you.
Hell, I bet you made a mint just in the last couple days
short-selling your company's stock.
Come on.
[tense music]
One hundred thousand.
And I want more than just information.
I want you to eliminate the problem.
[he scoffs]
Aw, what's the matter?
Thought you could collect an easy paycheck
without having to get your hands dirty?
- He's a friend. - So were Charly and I.
Frankly, I'm surprised a man like you
would be so squeamish.
Oh, yeah, I know all about your background,
Mr. Vargas.
I also know that you're currently unemployed
and upside-down on your mortgage.
You see, I don't go to clandestine meetings
with strange men without doing my homework first.
One hundred thousand...
plus stock options.
I think that could be arranged.
Just make sure no one finds the bodies.
Don't worry.
When I'm in... I'm all in.
[birds chirping]
[gentle music]
Yeah, I can't tell you that yet.
Look, I'm just trying to figure out what my options are.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Who are you talking to?
Uh, listen, I'm gonna have to call you back when I know more.
Bye.
It's another friend who owes me one.
Think we could use some more help.
Is that a burner phone?
Like the one they found in my office?
Like the one that set me up?
Yeah, it is.
You don't trust me?
I don't know if I can, honestly.
I mean, what's your plan?
You're just gonna recruit all your old Army buddies
and, what, storm Lark's office
and make her confess at gunpoint?
- Not real smart. - I was a Marine, not Army.
And, yeah, maybe that is what we need to do.
- This isn't a war! - Isn't it?
Hey, running was your idea, not mine, remember?
Yeah, I remember.
[door creaking]
Hey. Sorry.
I shouldn't have raised my voice to you earlier.
You know why I didn't have a social life before I met you?
This is why.
Okay, I've been with you for two days,
and I'm already letting you make decisions for me.
And how is that going? The cops are after me.
My life is on the line here, too, okay?
It's your job to put your life on the line.
That's right, to protect you.
No, you're not trying to protect me,
you're trying to control me,
just like my ex and just like Lark.
- Calm down, okay. - No, don't tell me to calm down.
My protecting you has nothing to do with control.
Then what's it about, huh?
Is this just about a job to you?
- No. - Then what is it?
You're more than that.
[ominous music]
[unzipping]
[gun clicking]
Hey, kids! Daddy's home!
How'd it go? You get the job?
Actually, yeah.
I did.
[gunshots, glass shattering]
Get to the car. Go, go, go.
[intense music]
[gunshots, groaning]
Jonathan! Jonathan!
[punching, groaning]
- Jonathan! - Go!
[groaning]
[punching, groaning]
[gunshot]
[engine revving]
I guess friendship isn't what it used to be, huh?
Like I said, greed.
It was probably your friend that paid him to take us out.
What, like a bounty?
Along with his service to Uncle Sam,
Vargas is sometimes a gun for hire.
What happened back there doesn't surprise me.
Guys like Vargas, it's... it's just business.
I thought you said we could trust him.
Yeah, well...
I thought so too.
The cops might not see us
if we stay off the surface streets.
[soft music]
I can't believe she put a price on my head.
She did.
Great, we're almost out of gas.
There's a gas station right up here.
Park over here.
I'll go get us a container and pay cash.
Be right back.
[door closes]
[tense music]
[scoffs]
[door opens]
Is my fly undone?
Back at the house, you said you were calling
another one of your Marine buddies.
That's right.
So why does your phone say it was a law firm?
- It's not what it looks like. - Oh, no?
Tell me you weren't arranging some kind of plea deal
to throw me to the wolves.
I'd never do that.
I was just... exploring my options.
Charly, I'm not like you.
I'm not rich, I'm not famous.
I can't buy my way out of a murder rap.
But you can lie to me, is that it?
I wasn't lying to you.
He is a friend, we served together,
and now he's an attorney.
Where are we going?
A friend's house down the road.
What friends are these?
Does it matter?
They're out of town for the week.
We'll have the place to ourselves.
[ominous music]
[truck engine rumbling]
[leaves rustling]
[birds chirping]
[gentle music]
Friends just give you access to their hidden spare key?
They let me crash here from time to time
to avoid the media.
They sound like good friends.
Given our luck with friends lately,
I'm gonna go scope this place out.
Okay.
[door handle clicking]
All clear in here.
I'll just wait here while you look around.
Okay.
[intense music]
We should probably get the car out of sight.
The cops will be looking...
You can move the car later.
[gentle music]
[intense music]
Right now...
you're gonna obey me
and do everything I say.
[vibrant music]
[tearing, snapping]
[ominous music]
This is what happens to naughty little boys.
Not too tight, okay?
In case I need to get up in a hurry.
Oh, no.
You don't get to call the shots.
In fact, you don't get to do anything
without my permission, and do exactly
what I tell you to do.
Do you... understand?
- Uh-huh. - That's what I like to hear.
[sighs]
What are you doin'?
Vargas is out front.
I saw him tailing us.
- What? - I'm gonna lure him inside
and I'm gonna get the evidence we need.
Charly, these are too tight.
- Charly, untie me. - No.
You're gonna stay right here.
[dramatic music]
It's gonna work. Trust me.
Charly, untie me!
[beeping]
[phone slams closed]
[metal ringing]
[soft music]
Charly!
[tense music]
[door handle rattling]
Charly!
[gunshot, she gasps]
Charly!
Don't worry, Jonny boy.
That was just a little flesh wound.
[Jonathan] If you hurt her, you son of a bitch, I'm gonna kill you!
Well, I guess my days are numbered then.
Whatever she's paying you, I'll give you double.
That is tempting, but I think I'm gonna take my chance
on the one not facing life in prison.
It's not gonna happen.
We'll see about that.
I must say, you two put quite the show on in the bedroom.
Trying to lure me in. Smart.
I bet you regret that decision now.
He can't protect you tied to a bed.
[grunts, slices]
[laughing]
Just for that,
I'm gonna make this real slow.
- Charly! - I'm okay.
Isn't that sweet.
He still cares about you,
even after all of this.
The sex must be amazing.
Let her go, Vargas.
Oh, and give up my fortune?
I don't think so, Jonny Boy.
See, I'm gonna kill you and she's gonna watch.
You're not gonna kill him yet.
Oh, yeah, why not?
Because your boss wouldn't want a mess
all over her nice floor.
My boss?
What are you talkin' about?
Didn't you know?
This is Lark's house,
and according to her schedule,
she's gonna be arriving any minute.
[grim music]
[birds chirping]
[Lark] Charly?
We're down here!
Whoa, easy, cowgirl.
You better have a damn good explanation for this.
Yeah, I was following them and they came here.
I had no idea this was your house.
Come on.
Get them the hell outta here.
- Where do you want me to do it? - I've got shovels in the garage.
Do it in the field out back. No one will see.
Just out of the damn house.
All right, cover me real quick.
What's the matter, Lark?
Don't have the guts to pull the trigger yourself?
That's what I'm paying Vargas to do.
- Lark? - Unlike you, I understand
the concept of delegating.
Hurry up.
I trusted you.
Let's go, get your things.
Jonathan.
Jonathan!
Hurry up!
You don't wanna do this.
- Shut up. - Why would you do it
after everything we've been through, huh?
Was it really just about...
getting me out of the way,
so you could remake my company in your image?
Your company?!
I'm the one that found the seed money, remember?
I'm the one that came to you with the idea.
All you did was flash that famous little smile of yours,
and you just think that gives you carte blanche.
Well, I've had enough of being overruled and ignored.
You wanna know what this is about?
This is about finally living my dreams
instead of someone else's.
You could've talked to me,
we could've worked something out.
What do you think I've been trying to do?
You control 51 percent, remember?
I couldn't force you out even if I wanted to.
You brought this on yourself, Charly.
- Please! - Shut up!
I will put this bullet in your brain.
- No, no! - Walk, now!
Go!
Stop, just shut up and walk!
Vargas is waiting for you.
[dark music]
For what it's worth, I'm sorry.
Couldn't have trusted me with your plan?
Would you have gone along with it?
Probably not.
So I... I recorded Lark's whole confession.
What are you talkin' about?
The cell phone in my pocket.
It recorded everything.
You would've found that if you bothered to search us.
- Throw it over here. - Why would I do that?
You're gonna kill us anyway, right?
There's lots of ways to die, sweetheart.
What's it gonna be?
[digs, grunts]
- [groaning] - Go!
[intense music]
[smacks]
[dispatcher] 911, what's your emergency?
I need the police.
[grunting]
[dark music]
[birds chirping]
[Charly] What's the matter, Lark?
Don't have the guts to pull the trigger yourself?
[Lark] That's what I'm paying Vargas to do.
Unlike you, I understand the concept of delegating.
I just sent this recording to the cops.
They'll be here any minute.
[music intensifying]
[grunting, groaning]
[screaming]
[gunshot]
[groaning]
[muffled gunshot]
[grunts]
Why'd you do it? I thought we were friends.
We are, pal, but like you said, I'm a gambler,
so I'm playing the odds,
and yours ain't looking so good right now.
But I'll tell you what.
I'm gonna make this quick,
for old time's sake.
[kicks, groaning]
I shot you.
Wrong leg, partner.
The doctors were right.
Can't feel a thing in this leg.
Okay, just don't shoot!
[tense music]
Give me one good reason.
Come on, man, everyone can be bought.
- Not anyone. - Okay, okay,
I'll testify against her.
I'll say she was paying me, I swear.
I'll say whatever you want, just don't pull the trigger.
Deal. [smacks]
[police sirens wailing]
[grunting]
[officer] Police, open the door!
This is the police, open the door!
- Open the door! - Help, help!
She's trying to kill me! In here!
[intense music]
Drop the gun, hands where I can see 'em.
Over here. Hands up. Stay where you are.
Hands in the air, please. Thank you.
Officers, thank God.
This is my home, she broke in.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Charly.
[grim music]
What are you waiting for? They're murderers.
- Arrest them. - Yeah, about that.
Turns out there was a bullet missing
from Godfrey Lewis's car, and the bullet that killed him
had paint fragments on it that matched the exterior of the car.
Pretty strange, huh?
And the recording I sent proves she hired someone to kill us.
She was behind everything.
The death threats, Godfrey's murder, all of it.
The man she hired is out back.
He'll tell you everything.
Out back in the yard?
- Yes, sir. - Are you kidding?
That recording was made without my knowledge,
and that man will say anything to save his own skin.
My lawyers are gonna have a field day with this!
Admit it, Lark, it's over.
[grunting]
[screaming]
I hate you!
[somber music]
I hate you!
[officer] Got the guy out back, Detective.
[birds chirping]
Um, yes, I understand.
Um, okay, thank you.
I'll see you all next week.
[phone beeps]
[mellow music]
What'd they say?
In the wake of recent events...
after everything that happened,
your track record, et cetera,
they will not be keeping you on the payroll as my bodyguard.
So... that's it then, huh?
I'm out of a job, again.
Well, you won't be working for Singular Sportswear anymore.
You'll be working for me.
- Really? - I've got a few bucks
in the bank, and I can afford to keep you on
as my personal bodyguard.
What's the pay?
We can discuss that later.
Think you're up for the job?
I might be.
Yeah, you think you can protect this body?
Depends.
Is there a retirement plan?
Nope. No days off either.
I'm in.
[vibrant music]
[rock music]