- I
- Tell us everything.
Murder because of a broken love affair?
- Something's not right.
- Do the police have any suspects?
- Me. - Did you kill him?
If there really is another victim out there...
- Aah! - We need to move faster.
- Hello!
- The killer is obviously on to you.
- We're consulting with the state pathologist.
- I'm picturing a little man who smells of formaldehyde.
- Thank you for agreeing to meet me.
♪
- My mother
where they found your mom's - The donfingerprints.ntpelli-The donut s
[Car horn honking] - You just saved our lives.everybody al
- You were never crazye with whatever her name is.you don't ha
and they're making me keep you on. making
[Glen] Okay, so what are we going for?
[Stu] What we're going for is a seagull's POV.
We're gonna soar through the woods,
down to the cove.
Once we get to the cove,
we're sweeping right over the marina.
- Stu. - Yeah?
We're making a five-minute video
for the Chamber of Commerce.
We're not making a Marvel movie.
You still gotta hook the viewers, though, dude.
- Right? - Yeah, sure. Yeah.
Okay.
Let's go.
[drone roaring]
And we're off.
[***]
Okay, cool.
[Glen] Looking good.
[Stu] I need to get lower.
[Glen] Watch where you're going, man!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Look out for that tree!
[drone crashing]
[Stu] Aw, crap!
- Oh! - Oh.
- [Glen] Aw! - [Stu] Are you kidding me? Shit.
Great, now what do we tell the Chamber of Commerce?
Glen, call 9-1-1.
The fire department
isn't gonna rescue your stupid drone.
No, no, no, look. Look.
[Glen] That looks like a dead body.
[***]
[door opening]
Hey.
Hi.
Flat white?
How did you know?
Well, it's a writer's job to be observant.
For instance, I noticed, this time,
you're sitting at the table,
not lying on top of it.
Well, I was not having a great day.
Well, that's good.
But what I was trying to say,
and what I...
really do hope you understand...
...is that I...
I do...
want to go to a movie,
or dinner,
or a museum sometime...
...with you,
not by myself.
I was assuming we'd go together.
So I want you to know that the next time you--
well, if you ask me to do something,
I will say yes.
Well, I figured I was on solid ground.
You invited me to coffee.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Yeah, but this isn't a date. You know that, right?
- It's a... - A collegial cup of coffee.
Yeah. Not too hot, not too sweet.
Look who's the writer now.
Well, thank you.
How's, uh, how's Andi coming with the donut shop footage?
She hasn't slept since you gave her the file.
If I hadn't seen my mother in 15 years,
I'm sure I'd be acting the same way.
I just hope that she understands
that finding someone
who's been missing for that amount of time...
it's a long shot.
Well, most things that really matter are.
[phone rings]
Oh, that's me.
It's Dispatch. Gotta go.
So, uh...
...let's do this again sometime.
- I would like that. - Me, too.
[exhales]
Ugh, what the hell is that smell?
Formaldehyde?
No, it's pixie passion fruit.
Well, hand it over, Cheech.
No vaporizing under my roof.
First, it's called "vaping",
second, it's flavor-only,
and third, technically, I am not under your roof,
I am outside.
Why would you do that to yourself?
It calms me down--
and where have you been?
I've been calling you all morning.
I haven't gotten any calls.
Phone, please.
Okay, first problem,
your ringer is off,
and second, your flashlight is on.
Okay, look,
what's important...
is that I have contacts,
and if we start packing,
we can get you to the Betty Ford Center--
Allie!
I found my mom.
Oh!
[Renée] Thank you.
[Allie] Oh, my God, you look so much like her.
[Renée] Amazing.
She even ordered my favorite donut--
baked apple cider glazed.
And she just placed
the world's second-longest coffee order.
You still hold the record.
Okay, now look at this.
That's an employee key card
with an address in Lathrop, Vermont.
[Allie] At Farcourt Insurance.
"Valerie Smith" must be her alias.
Look,
I know we've been busting our asses
to try and get this book done,
and we have a deadline,
but I promise I'll send you pages
as soon I get to a motel or get Wi-Fi or something--
Oh, oh, oh, no, no. Uh-uh, nope.
No way is that happening.
Allie...
I have to do this.
I know you do.
That's why I am going with you.
I can't ask you to do that.
Well, I can't have you driving God knows where
in that tin can clown car of yours.
Renée would never forgive me.
You're worried about me.
No, I'm not worried about you.
I just need you back in one piece.
We've gotta get our damn book done.
But to be clear,
no vaporing on the road.
Why do I even try?
I need about 30 minutes to get ready,
and you've gotta pack some decent clothes, okay?
You can't see your mom
after not seeing her in 15 years
looking like a hobo.
Are you done?
Let's Thelma and Louise the shit out of this thing.
♪ Hey, hey!
♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh!
♪ Hey, come on and dance
♪ Tell me where we're going
♪ Hey, come on and jump
♪ Let's go get some fun, yeah
♪ Hey, come on and dance
- [door chime rings] - Greetings, ladies.
How may I address your insurance needs today?
We're looking for a Valerie Smith.
Valerie... sure, she's terrific,
but she hasn't worked here for two years.
She used to be my bookkeeper. Sharp as a tack, that one.
You know, you look a little like her.
She's my mom.
[gasps]
I haven't seen her in 15 years, though.
I am so sorry.
That's gotta be rough.
Did you know
that we sell insurance policies
that cover psychological and emotional counseling?
They're very reasonably priced.
Did her mother leave a forwarding address?
If I remember correctly,
I mailed her last paycheck to somewhere in New York.
Let me see.
Uh...
Oh, here you go.
This is just a P.O. box
with a street address in Rochester.
That's all she gave me,
but they should have the address of the person who rents the box.
- Thanks so much. - Thank you.
You know, Rochester is another eight hours from here.
Well, then, we'd better get a move on, Thelma.
I thought I was Louise.
Which one is Geena Davis?
Because I'm the tall one.
I noticed that you're driving a beautiful new car out there.
You might want to consider a roadside assistance policy.
[sirens wailing]
[man] Okay, I've got it.
[exhales]
Spielberg and Lucas over there
found the body when they crashed their drone.
Oh.
What do we got?
Whitley Cable.
[Noah] That's the same uniform
the Founders Cove Bank robbers wore
when they tunneled into the vault two weeks ago.
Exactly right.
Based on level of the decomp,
I'd say that's about how long he's been dead,
but the plastic kept him preserved.
Any idea what killed him?
Looks like he was strangled from behind with a wire garrote.
Whoa.
I'll know for sure after my autopsy.
Who carries around a garrote?
Someone who knows how to kill.
- Do we have an ID on the victim? - No, not yet.
I want to wait to unwrap him at the morgue
so we don't lose any evidence.
Give me an hour?
Absolutely.
Keep me posted.
- Will do. - Thank you.
What do you think?
I think maybe he pissed off one of his buddies,
and they dumped him here on the way out of town.
We're north of town.
They were headed south.
So someone else was involved?
Gotta be.
Is this really necessary, Jack?
Look, I'm not Jason Bourne, for God's sake.
I'm a middle-aged man with sciatica.
It's standard policy for anyone that's murdered two people...
...and now, maybe a third.
I didn't kill anyone.
That's funny,
because I seem to recall
you organizing a bank robbery scheme
in which you told your crew
to kill anyone who got in the way.
Those guys did that, not me.
Okay.
And I seem to recall making a deal with the DA
for a shorter sentence
if I testify against those men.
You and the DA
should get together a little more often,
share notes, maybe talk.
Guess what, friend? We have,
which is how I know...
your deal is off the table.
[scoffs]
Right.
You're kidding.
Why?
This is Joel Decker.
Joel Decker was part of your crew,
and we found his two-week-old corpse
in the woods north of town.
Okay, so?
So that's a fact
you neglected to mention to the DA, didn't you?
And your deal is off the table
until you tell me who killed Decker and why.
I don't know who killed that guy.
How am I supposed to know?
Okay.
Okay, Jack, wait.
Decker's job was to watch the area near the bank
to see if anyone
noticed anything they weren't supposed to,
and if they did,
he'd handle it.
"Handle it."
He'd kill anyone before they could talk to anyone.
All I know is that Decker disappeared.
We figured he lost his nerve and he took off.
Anyone have any reason to kill Decker?
I don't know.
What I do know is
that I'm not gonna be shedding any tears for that guy.
If he'd been doing what he was supposed to,
I wouldn't be in here right now.
And yet...
you are.
[Cyrus] Yeah, they were here.
You just missed them.
They were looking for Valerie Smith,
but she left a couple years back.
Valerie hasn't done anything wrong?
Maybe I should call the police?
[gun cocks, bullet fires]
[coughing]
I guess you should have taken that roadside assistance policy.
Ah, well, this is a brand-new SUV.
It's not supposed to break down.
Evening, ladies. What can I do you for?
We need to fix that.
Uh-huh.
We're in a hurry, on our way to Rochester.
We've got, like, a hundred miles left to go.
You're lucky you've made it here.
Do you need to do something? Like, uh, lift the hood,
or check the dipstick,
or open the radiator,
or something?
- We just closed. - What?
Leave me the keys, and I'll get to it at sun-up.
You can't do it now?
Sorry. The missus is expecting me home for supper.
By the way, is this one of them new sport models?
Yeah, why?
Didn't you get the recall notice?
No.
Uh, no, I did not.
Hmm.
You totally got that notice, didn't you?
What? I can't open all my emails.
[bell rings]
[bell rings again]
[bell rings repeatedly]
Good evening, ladies. What can I do you for?
I thought you were going home.
This is home.
Would you like one room or two?
Two, please.
We only have one,
but it comes with the deluxe package.
What's the deluxe package?
A bar of soap?
A scented bar of soap--
and...
a 25% off coupon for the Rusty Bucket Rodeo.
That's our local bar and grill.
[hooting and hollering coming from bar]
Oh...
Are there any other eateries nearby?
Oh.
We'll take the room.
And the coupon.
Okay.
There we go.
Number eight.
Have fun.
- Thank you. - [Andi groans]
[country music coming from bar]
♪ I love all the bad luck
♪ Love all the heartache
♪ That bittersweet stuff really says it my way ♪
♪ I'd rather hear a song about a pick-up truck ♪
♪ Than the bass line booming on that EDM stuff ♪
♪ Life is a jukebox
♪ Just press play
♪ Let it hit you in a Southern way ♪
♪ From the Georgia backroads
♪ To Texas plains...
Is it tomorrow yet?
Not for another three hours.
Anything else I can get for you?
Oh, yes, let me see.
Okay.
Okay...
Where the hell did you get those?
Laugh all you want, okay?
These are very handy.
Okay, I will have
another one of these
American mule things on the rocks,
with extra mint leaves,
a whiskey chaser, a glass of water,
with a separate cup of crushed ice,
a side order of the breaded mozzarella sticks
without the breading,
and the crab bisque,
but not too crabby.
Nachos and another beer, please.
That's all you got?
I learn from the best.
So do I.
Hey there, High Beams.
You up for a challenge?
Oh, ha. Yeah, uh, no.
Thank you very much, but we are--
we're just fine.
My buddies are all placing bets
on how long you two city gals would last on the bull.
Now, I think you should go prove 'em wrong,
and, uh, if you're worried,
we can always switch it to the "ladies level".
That was sexist--
in so many different ways.
I'm just saying,
you go the distance,
you get a hundred bucks.
[Allie] I'll tell you what.
You throw in that cowboy hat of yours,
and you got yourself a deal.
- Are you insane? - Done.
No, she's joking.
You're joking. You're joking, right?
Nope.
Four years
of high school equestrian steeple-chase championships--
oh, ho--
gives you thighs of steel.
That was last century.
Yeah, the best century.
Thank you.
Oh, my God.
[grunts]
Let's see what you got, High Beams.
Ah...
Okay, hang on.
Hang on!
♪ ...Gentle touch to my arm
♪ And when you say hello
♪ Well, then I'm ready to go
♪ One little kiss can't do no harm... ♪
You-you really don't have to go through with this.
You know that, right?
She's not listening to me.
Whoo!
♪ ...That when you look at me
♪ Oh, babe I come to see ♪
♪ You're what my mama warned me all about... ♪
Giddy-up!
[hooting]
♪ I can't resist you anymore
♪ No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, shit.
♪ I can't resist you anymore
♪ And like a thousand bolts of white lightning ♪
♪ That goes shuddering through my soul ♪
♪ Just can't resist you anymore ♪
[horn sounding]
[man] You got it!
[horn sounding]
♪ Like Eve in the Garden of Eden ♪
♪ That shiny apple that looks so good ♪
♪ When I look in your eyes
♪ I see the devil inside
♪ Trying to get me like I knew you would ♪
[cheering]
♪ You are temptation to my resistance ♪
♪ I gotta get down on my knees and pray ♪
♪ But with your savoir-faire
- ♪ Oh, babe, I do declare... - [Allie] I believe this is mine.
♪ ...Tomorrow is another day ♪
[cheering]
♪ And I can't resist you anymore ♪
Looks good on you!
♪ ...No, no, no no, no, no, no... ♪
♪ I can't resist you anymore
[cheering]
[country song playing]
Oh, I posted that whole thing on TikTok,
and you've got 500 likes in less than 10 minutes.
[laughs]
I need another...
shot.
How about a dance, High Beams?
Oh, no. You're kryptonite.
What the hell's she talking about?
Well, you're just, uh, you're bad news, pretty boy.
You, uh,
you short-circuit my brain,
okay?
So, take all of that
and go. Shoo.
Shoo, shoo, shoo.
Besides, she's old enough to be your mother.
Hey!
Your stepmother, maybe.
Uh-huh.
Speaking of moms,
I realized we've never really talked about yours.
Not much to say.
There's always something to say.
I didn't know my mom that well.
She wasn't around much?
Mm, she was there,
but she wasn't there.
It's a tricky thing with mothers and daughters...
...but look who I'm talking to.
Yup.
I don't even want to say this,
because I know it sounds crazy,
but I am scared shitless about seeing my mom again.
That doesn't sound like you at all.
I know.
Ever since she disappeared,
all I've wanted to do is find her,
and now that there's
a possibility of actually seeing her again,
I don't know if I want to go through it...
because what am I supposed to say to her?
"Thanks, Mom,
for ghosting me
during the most important time of my life"?
I mean, shit, who does that to their kid?
You don't know her side of the story.
Maybe I don't want to.
You're just gonna chicken out?
No.
I'm not chickening out.
Mm.
I know what I need to know.
She left, end of story.
Okay, no, no. Mm-mm.
I don't buy it. No.
The Andi Walker that I know
never gives up until she finds the truth.
That was the right thing to say.
Thanks.
I think I'm gonna puke.
I should have known.
What, you can't just give a real compliment?
Huh? Would it--
would it kill you
to be sincere just once in your life?
No, no, no, I really--
I really feel like I'm gonna puke.
These nachos are really bad.
All right, let's get you some fresh air.
Okay.
- [Andi gagging] - Oh, boy . Hold on.
Hey, Brad Pitt.
This belongs to you.
Okay, deep breaths.
Deep, deep breaths, all right?
And if you're gonna hurl,
hurl over there,
on that side, so it doesn't get on my shoes.
No, it's okay. I think I'm fine.
- [phone rings] - Oh, it's Jack.
Should I answer it?
What are you, 13 all of a sudden?
Yeah, answer the phone!
Hey, Jack.
[Jack] Hey, Allie.
Look, I thought I ought to call to congratulate you.
Congratulate me on what?
On being a TikTok star.
Noah just texted.
Apparently, you have over...
5,000 likes.
Oh, that...
Um, yeah, that was Andi's idea.
I didn't know you two were taking a road trip.
Oh, we got a lead on Andi's mom,
so we left this morning.
I was actually going to invite you
to a new exhibit at the museum tomorrow night,
the one on the history of clamming,
because that would be a barn-burner.
Yes! Yes!
Oh, uh, I'd-I'd love to...
...but I'm not sure that we'll be back in time.
Yeah, of course. No, we'll do it another time.
All right, well, you guys take care.
We will.
Good luck.
And good luck as well...
to you.
Okay, bye.
"Good luck as well to you"? What the hell was that?
It's polite talk,
something you don't understand.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, shit!
Doesn't sound like polite talk.
[man] Come on, move it, move it!
No! They've got my designer luggage!
[man] Get in! Quick! Quick!
[Allie] No!
No!
Wait! Hey, hey!
Stop! Oh!
Oh... Oh!
At least it looks like
they didn't take any of my stuff!
Oh, big surprise.
Those are the only clothes I have,
and God, these shoes are completely destroyed.
Oh, stop your whining.
There's a thrift store across from the gas station,
and I've got a really cute t-shirt
you can sleep in for tonight.
[Allie] Please tell me you washed it.
[Andi] I washed it.
[Allie] No, you are a liar.
[***]
♪ Now, hey, girl
♪ Head over here
[***]
♪ There's something I got to say ♪
[***]
♪ It seems to me you're the one ♪
[***]
♪ Ah-- it has most every day... ♪
[***]
Is my car ready?
Had to order a part.
Might be here today, might be here tomorrow.
We can hitchhike.
Uh-huh.
Uh, where is your selection of rental vehicles?
Um...
I can loan you Betsy.
Hah.
You'll need a hammer
to bang on the gas tank when she stalls out.
Won't the tank explode?
[grunts dismissively] That only happened once.
Oh, excuse me.
Got a customer.
Pump number two.
[Allie] Melissa?
Allison Chandler!
I almost didn't recognize you in that fun outfit.
What are you two doing all the way out here?
Are you researching your book?
Actually, we're headed to Rochester,
but our car broke down,
and now we're stranded.
What are you doing out here?
Oh, I'm on my way to Niagara Falls
to count the yellow-rumped warbler migration.
Rochester's on the way to Niagara.
You wouldn't mind dropping us off, would you?
We'll totally pay you for gas.
What she means is I'll pay for the gas.
Sure. I'd appreciate the company.
[Andi] Okay.
So I will be back for that SUV,
and it better be in mint condition,
or I'll own this entire town.
I'll trade you for it now.
A cool grand in cash,
and I'll even throw in the missus.
Meh.
These are the personal effects we recovered from Decker.
Thank you.
Well, the phone's gonna be locked.
Watch and learn.
- Nice. - Thank you.
Photos.
Well, Martin wasn't lying.
Decker was on the lookout
for anyone that got too interested
in what was happening
and had to be removed.
Yeah, but he didn't remove Allie and Andi.
Unless someone killed him first.
Look at that.
Melissa Grant's truck.
Who's that?
The Park Ranger
who saved Andi and Allie from getting shot by Dave Haney.
Looks like she was
in the right place at the right time again.
Yeah.
Maybe she saw something that can help us.
Good point.
Yeah. I think she's staying at the Summer Beach Hotel.
I've seen her truck parked out front.
- Shall we? - Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Ah, yes, Melissa Grant,
room nine.
Looks like she checked out yesterday morning.
- Thanks. - Thanks.
Who are you calling?
My buddy Ken from the Parks Department.
Hey, Ken, it's Jack.
Yeah, good.
Um, look, I could use your help
tracking down one of your park rangers
assigned to Founders Cove,
a Melissa Grant.
Do you have a number for me?
Thanks.
Yeah, Melissa Grant.
She was tagging mountain lion cubs or--
Really?
No, go do your thing.
Thanks. Thanks, Ken.
That's interesting.
What's that?
There are no mountain lions in Founders Cove.
There are no park rangers named Melissa Grant.
She's a ghost,
one who she left town
the same time Andi and Allie did.
Maybe that's a coincidence.
Too many coincidences with her.
Get a fingerprint team down here ASAP.
I want to find out who she really is.
Yeah.
[Jack] Now, let's wait and see
if there's anything we can work with here
before we make any calls.
- For now. - Yeah.
What have we got?
Anything?
The last occupant
did a thorough wipe-down of every surface
with industrial cleansers,
even cleared the drain traps.
Not a spec of DNA in the place.
We're screwed.
Or...
maybe not.
Even pros make mistakes.
Come with me.
[door opening]
Excuse me. Question for you.
When that park ranger, Melissa Grant,
when she checked out,
was she wearing gloves?
No, I-I don't think so.
Dust the key for room nine.
- [phone ringing] - Oh.
Hey!
Are we on speakerphone?
No, it's just me.
I'm with Andi and Melissa.
Remember her?
Mel-- Melissa Grant?
Melissa Grant is with you now?
Yeah.
She's-- She's, uh, driving us to Rochester.
It's a long story.
My new car broke down,
and she's headed to Niagara.
She's, uh, counting birds with earwax,
or something like that.
Okay, well, now it all makes sense.
Hey, is that Jack?
Yeah, it's Jack.
Listen to me carefully.
This next part is important.
I'm going to speak.
While I speak,
I need you to remain calm and just keep smiling.
Just keep smiling.
Can you do that?
Of course I can. Why?
Melissa is not who she says she is.
We lifted her prints off a motel room key.
They match prints from over a dozen homicides.
Melissa...
is a professional killer.
[chuckles tensely]
You've gotta be kidding me.
[Jack] I wish I were.
Wait, is he asking you out?
This whole thing is tied up with Andi somehow.
Melissa didn't show up here till after Andi did.
Now that you and Andi have left to go find Andi's mom,
Melissa left, too.
Probably has a tracker on your car.
Don't be coy, Jack.
What are you trying to say?
[Jack] Look, I don't know,
but I think Melissa's next target
is Andi's mom, Renée.
It would explain
why she saved your lives at Granite Creek,
why she shows up now to give you a ride.
I think Melissa is keeping Andi safe
so that Andi will lead her to her mom, Renée.
So you're inviting me to the Policeman's Ball?
- What? - [Andi] What?
The Policeman's Ball? Is that still a thing?
Yes, it's a thing. Shh.
[laughs]
What were you saying about the ball?
Allie, I'm moving as fast as I can.
We have your cell phones, we're tracking them,
so we roughly know where you are.
Highway patrol has been notified.
[Allie] That's very exciting.
Look, keep smiling.
Try to remain calm best you can.
Do not do anything to tip off Melissa.
I'm getting in a chopper right now.
Can't wait!
Where are they having the Policeman's Ball?
Oh, it's at the-- the squad room.
[Allie laughs]
They clear out all the desks and hire a band, and--
Ahh!
Why the hell did you just do that?
[Melissa] Because Jack just told your friend
that I'm going to kill your mother.
- Oh... - What?
[shrieks]
[screaming, tires screeching]
[crashing, airbags hissing]
Get out!
Run, run!
What the hell's going on?
Melissa is a trained killer and she's after your mom.
What? Why?
I don't know, I don't know,
but Jack is on his way,
and he's been tracking our phone.
We just have to stay alive until he finds us.
[tense theme playing]
[***]
- Come on, let's go! - I'm coming, I'm coming!
[***]
Could you just go any faster, please?
Please stop telling me what to do.
[gasping]
Um... Um...
- Okay, uh, this way. - Okay.
[gun cocks]
She's dead unless you drop your phone on the ground...
right now.
Now.
[phone thuds to ground]
Let's go.
Move it.
[phone ringing]
Hey, Jack. Any news?
[Jack] Noah, we lost tracking on both phones.
Tell Dispatch to go public
with an emergency bulletin ASAP.
I need Melissa Grant's face on every media outlet
and a BOLO on that truck, copy?
Yeah, you got it.
[brakes screeching]
Just to be clear,
all we have is Renée's P.O. box number.
Get her address.
How?
I know you two can do it.
I've been watching you for months.
I hope you've been entertained.
I actually was.
Oh, my God, the wedding...
What are you talking about?
[Andi] In the woods,
behind the house at your wedding,
there were footprints that were too big to be Dana's.
Yeah, that was me.
I also saved your lives the day of the bank robbery,
but you don't even know about that.
You two got a lot going on--
solving murders,
writing books,
not to mention your love lives.
Let's go.
I was really rooting for you
to get together with that detective,
but I got a job to do,
and I take it very seriously.
Hey. Yeah, so I got room on the back for one more
if you chicks are tired of walking.
Move along, tough guy.
Okay.
Help you?
Hi, um, my mother is in the hospital,
and, uh, she asked us to get her mail.
This is her box number.
[Tristan] P.O. boxes are around the corner.
Help yourselves.
The thing is, uh, I don't have a key.
Well, then, you'll need written authorization.
[Allie] You know what?
It's really sad, but our mother is incapacitated.
You two are sisters?
Mm-hmm.
Her mother is my sister,
my older sister,
so I call her "Mother Sister",
"Mother" for short,
still a sister.
Yeah, so the thing is,
we're in a bit of a jam here, uh, Tristan, is it?
That's some really cool ink.
Yeah? Thanks.
Do you play D&D?
Totally. I'm a D.M.
We should totally play sometime.
- Yeah. - Yeah, totally.
Is that a sex thing?
Are you sure that I'm not listed on my mom's account?
Uh, what's your name?
Uh, Andi--
Andrea Walker.
[Tristan] Sorry,
I don't see anyone else listed.
Let me check with my manager.
[Andi] Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
[news reporter] ...who is considered armed and dangerous.
[Allie] Is Renée's address there?
Yeah. 3567 Division Street.
- Okay. - Come on.
[new reporter] ...The suspect is believed to be using...
[woman] Oh, my God, it's her!
[news reporter] Anyone who catches this individual...
[gunshot, screams]
[Andi] Call 9-1-1!
Tell them that the fugitive from the TV
is headed to 3567 Division Street
to kill the lady that lives there!
- No! - Damn it!
Looks like your friend ditched you.
- Oh! - Oh!
- Get that helmet! - Okay.
[Andi] I hope you know how to ride one of these things.
Why in the hell do you think
I know how to ride a motorcycle?
[Andi] You're the one who rode the mechanical bull!
[Allie] Like it's the same thing?
I never learned how to ride a bike, okay?
Okay, fine.
I'll do it,
but no backseat driving.
- Deal. - Okay.
[Allie] I don't know what I'm doing!
I'm calling the cops!
[Allie] Go ahead!
[***]
[TV playing, indistinct]
[***]
[TV playing, indistinct]
[motorcycle engine roars]
- [gunshots firing] - No!
Help!
[TV playing, indistinct]
Your mother's not here.
The house is empty.
[police officer] Okay, we're clear!
Suspect down.
[police chatter, indistinct]
Good response. Good response time.
- Yeah. - All right.
Hey.
- Take it easy. - Thanks.
Any idea why Melissa wanted to kill my mom?
No idea.
Do you know where my mom is?
The neighbors say your mom took off about a month ago,
but...
she left this behind.
It's been dusted,
but I thought you might want to take a look
before I put it into evidence.
Andi,
if you're watching this,
it means that you've found me,
or they have.
I know that you probably hate me for leaving you,
but I need you to know...
I had no choice...
and that it shattered me.
It was the only way
I could keep you and your father safe.
I, uh, I can't go into details,
but I know things
about some dangerous people that I worked for,
so I made a deal with them.
I would disappear, and I wouldn't talk,
as long as my family was safe,
and they agreed,
only because one of the guys loved me.
There was never anything between us.
I told your father there was
so that he would let me go,
and maybe you would, too...
[crying]
...but now,
one of the worst people who was in prison
is getting a retrial,
and I know too many things that could keep him behind bars,
so I'm a liability, and I have to run.
If I am still alive,
and you're looking for me,
I am begging you,
just stop, please.
It's not safe.
But know that I have always loved you...
...and I always will.
[crying]
Ahem.
How are you feeling?
I just saw my mom for the first time in 15 years,
even if it was on video.
I thought I'd get some closure,
but...
all I have are more questions.
So what do you want to do?
[sighs]
Finish our damn book.
Let's do it.
[***]
♪ Let's get it together
[***]
♪ Let's go!
♪ Let's get down to business
♪ Get it, get it, get it Get it, get it, get it ♪
♪ Let's get down to business
♪ Get it, get it, get it Get it, get it, get it ♪
♪ Here we go!
♪ Down to business! Down, down! ♪
♪ Down to business-- Down, down! ♪
♪ Down to business!
♪ Let's get down to business
"...and justice rolled in like the tide--
slow, salty, and unstoppable."
Salty?
It's poetic.
Make it "steady".
Good.
The end.
[laughs]
[exhales]
We actually did it!
We finished it.
Without killing each other.
Did I just hear you say you finished?
[Allie] Oliver!
- Yup. - Uh-huh.
Incredible. You never miss a deadline,
not even during your fourth divorce.
No, that was my third.
My fourth was annulled.
Whatever helps you sleep.
Yeah.
Kiss, please.
Thank you.
- [Andi] Hi. - Hi.
Thank you.
What brings you to town?
I never miss one of my mom's
"I finished another book" parties.
[Andi] Are we having a party?
Right after we hear from the publisher.
Can I invite my dad?
Sure.
[***]
[guests chatting indistinctly]
Everyone, everyone,
if I may.
As Allison Chandler and now Andi Walker's agent,
I'd just like to say
that with "Alibi Times Two",
they have produced
the best Selena St. Cloud novel in years.
[woman] Hear, hear.
Cheers to that!
- Cheers. - Cheers.
I'd just like to say thank you.
It means the world to us that you are all here,
so thank you.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
And you, too, Norman.
Thanks for inviting me.
We actually didn't. [clears throat]
Who is this lovely gentleman?
Let me introduce you
to my dear friend, Conrad Tiddle.
Enchanté.
Oh, nice.
A Selena St. Cloud character that's also fictional?
He legally changed his name.
It's a thrill.
- Oh. - It's a thrill.
Congratulations.
[Jack] Whisky on the rocks.
Uh, make that two.
Ah.
- Hi, Kevin Walker. - Hey.
Uh, Andi's dad.
Oh, right, yeah. Jack Kerrigan.
Yeah, I've heard all about you
through my daughter.
[Jack] Not a bad thing, necessarily.
[Kevin] No, no, not at all. She's a fan.
How are you enjoying the visit?
- Been great. - Good.
Yeah, everyone's been very welcoming.
[Jack] Yeah, good to see her, I'm sure.
Oh, don't you hate it
when your two lovers meet accidentally?
They are not my two lovers.
Oh! Then can I have one?
I'll get you another.
[***]
Well, you know I cannot give you the recipe.
- Right. - Even with a badge.
- Of course not. Okay. - [phone ringing]
- Excuse me one second. - Sure.
Hey.
So now that you're a success,
why not take off a few days,
come to New York?
There are a lot of interesting people there,
like me, for instance.
People like you are very interesting.
...she needs to do.
Sorry.
See you.
Thanks for everything that you've done for Andi.
Oh, it worked both ways.
She's a really special girl.
Yeah,
and the police detective seems like a nice guy.
Yeah.
I think he likes you.
Oh, uh, maybe.
You like him?
- I do. - Yeah.
Oh, I don't know.
Commitment kinda scares me these days.
Yeah, I hear you.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for anything serious, either,
but listen,
if you're ever in the market for something simple,
no strings,
I'm here...
...occasionally.
Thank you.
Andi, a little-- little sidebar?
Mm-hmm?
Have I told you how much I love the book?
Yes, but you can tell me again.
I can do better.
Branner Publishing has decided they want a sequel.
That's fantastic. Allie didn't tell me.
There's a reason for that.
See, what they want
is a standalone Raven Stone novel,
just your character,
no Selena St. Cloud.
I don't know how Allie will feel about that.
It doesn't really matter.
She just delivered the last book in her contract,
and what a wonderful way for Selena to go out.
You brought the book to brand-new, wonderful heights.
They want your voice.
They want you.
Think about it.
You're going?
Yeah, yeah.
I, uh, I got a thing.
We didn't get a chance to talk.
I mean, there's really a lot to explain,
but we never get a chance.
I have to go.
I just want to say that, um, uh, I know
I've been sending you mixed signals,
and sometimes no signal at all,
and, um, I just have a history, you know, of--
Um...
Oh, my-my God.
That was a mistake.
No, no, it-it wasn't-- it wasn't a mistake.
- I'm sorry. - No, I'm sorry.
I do have to go.
Maybe we just pretend this never happened.
Sure.
Okay...
Okay, goodnight.
What was that?
Me being me,
because I'm daft.
I don't know why.
I just couldn't kiss him back.
Go after him!
I can't.
Why not?
Because it'll come across desperate.
[sighs]
[exhales] Thank you.
That was mine.
- Yeah, I know. - Okay.
You know, we're gonna need
to start thinking about our new book.
About that,
I don't think there's any rush.
We should take some time
and really recharge.
I was actually considering
taking a few days and going to New York.
Oh.
You know, I like the attitude.
Yeah.
Let's make Branner wait.
Nothing wrong with playing a little hard-to-get.
Yeah?
All right, good thinking, partner.
Yes.
[Allie] Okay! Who wants more champagne?
[guests cheering]
[Andi sighs]
[Allie groans]
[***]
[Allie groans]
Can't sleep?
[Allie] Well, if you're here, it must mean I dozed off.
Why'd you freeze up on him?
I don't know.
I got confused.
What's confusing?
You want him?
I do.
Well, then, take what's yours, you whiny excuse of a woman.
Be bold!
Embrace adventure!
[groans]
Damn it...
I'm gonna do it.
Oh.
[groans]
[***]
[knocking on door]
[Allie clears her throat]
[Andi] What the hell?
I have to see Jack.
He's not here.
You know what I mean. I need to find him right now,
and I need to tell him that I have to be bold,
and I want to take what's mine.
You're drunk.
Of course I'm drunk.
That's why I have the nerve to do this,
but you're gonna drive me.
I am not going to drive you right now.
You can wait until the morning.
No, I gotta do it now,
and I'm gonna call the Uber.
What is the number for the Uber?
It's an app.
Well, then I will call the app.
What is the number for the app?
What's the app number?
[wine spilling]
[sighs]
Let me go put some pants on.
Okay, can we just talk about this
before you do anything?
No, talk is cheap.
I'm a woman of action.
Okay, what's that movie?
I'm gonna need more information.
Where, um, Judd Nelson
is holding a boom box over his head.
"Say Anything,"
and that is John Cusack.
Okay, that's me.
I'm Judd Cusack.
You don't even have a boom box.
Who cares?
Let's just think about this for a second.
Are you really sure
that you want to go through with this?
That was the most romantic moment in movie history.
So good.
Here goes nothing.
[Receptionist, on voicemail] This is Doctor Lyden's office,
calling to schedule your colonoscopy.
Christ's sake, give me that!
We have an opening on Thursday at 2:00 p.m.
or Friday at--
[Allie clearing throat]
Jack, are you in there?
It's me!
Jack, open the door!
[door opening]
You're not Jack.
I'm Natalie,
Jack's wife,
And you are?
[Allie vomiting]
[groans]
♪ I can't resist you anymore
♪ No, no, no, no, no, no
♪ I can't resist you anymore
[***]
♪ And like a thousand bolts of white lightning ♪
♪ That goes shuddering through my soul ♪
♪ Just can't resist you anymore ♪
[***]
♪ Mercy!