A Wreck without You (2015) - full transcript

Charlie and Alison are in love and it's the real deal. Their time together is abruptly cut short, however, when one morning Charlie wakes to find the back door to their apartment is wide ...

(WIND WHISTLING)

(DOG BARKING)

(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)

(ALISON GIGGLING)

(ALISON CHUCKLING)

Hi.

Hi.

(WATER BUBBLING)

CHARLIE: Be careful it's hot.

Ever done anything
so bad you were worried

you might go to hell for it?



Uh, no, have you?

ALISON: I don't think so.

Wouldn't you know if you had?

Well, I don't believe in hell.

Do you think when
you go you know why?

Like what you did and
all to get sent there?

Is this really a
breakfast conversation?

It's whatever conversation.

I don't really think
there's such a thing as hell

not like a actual place
that you could get sent.

Maybe like a state
of mind or something.

ALISON: Just hypothetically,
though, hell is a place,

what do you think?

Is this what you get
from eating oatmeal?



You wanna talk about hell?

Sorry, forget it.

Okay, say it again.

Okay, so when you're in
hell, like a literal hell,

a place that you're
sent for being bad,

do you automatically
know why you're there?

Does Bin Laden know
why he is where he is?

Yeah, definitely, of course.

ALISON: Why?

Well, otherwise what
would the point be?

You gotta know
what you did wrong

if you're gonna be
punished for it.

But that would make the
punishment worse, don't you think,

if you didn't know?

If you thought you
were totally innocent

and suffering for no reason.

That's pretty
mean and pointless.

You think God is
mean and pointless?

The devil maybe.

There is no devil.

Your brain is fucking spooky.

Says the guy who talked
my ear off last night

about what it's gonna
be like when he's dead.

Everybody is gonna die,
that's just gonna happen.

That's reality.

Hell is not reality.

There is no hell so why
bother thinking about it?

And this oatmeal is hell.

CHARLIE: Oh.

ALISON: What flavor is it?

Oatmeal flavor.

ALISON: Hmm.

You know, I guess I agree
it would make it worse

to be punished for a
crime you've forgotten

especially if God wasn't
trying to redeem anybody,

just make 'em eat shit.

So what's it look like?

Hell?

Yeah, what are you thinking,
what are you picturing?

Like fire, red dude
with a pitchfork,

- lava flows and shit?
- No, no, no, no.

Way scarier than that.

Scarier?

ALISON: Hmm?

How?

It's just like this, you know.

And everything normal and nice.

And everything's
just kinda regular.

And then you'd
forget where you were

and you'd forget

what put you there, but then...

Then what?

And then something
would happen.

Something terrible.

And it would remind you
and you would remember.

Let me tell you something.

If this is hell,

I don't give a
fuck about heaven.

(HARD ROCK MUSIC)

I'll tell you she's
nothing like the last girl

he brought around.
(GENTLE MUSIC)

Not at all.

Remember the one you
brought around before that?

Well, exactly, that'd be
the whole point wouldn't it?

And how did you meet this one?

- You're gonna make fun of us.
- She's your cousin?

CHARLIE: No.

She's your sister.

JERRY: Charlie are
you dating your sister?

BILL: Mom introduced
the two of them.

Well, actually she's my
cyborg and I assembled her

in the lab.

She is very lifelike.

CHARLIE: Yeah, I
spent a lotta money.

JERRY: Is she
electric or a diesel?

Jerry, it's been forever
since you said 10 minutes.

Your guests are starving.

Just a few more
moments, darling.

Why don't you go in
and set the table?

Darling, the table is
set, just hurry it up.

Are you guys okay on beers?

Okay.

Cunt.

Dick.

He's such a dick and he
thinks he's so not a dick

but by not being a dick
he's a dick, you know?

You.

(DINA SIGHS)

Who's a dick, Jerry?

No, my dick, Bill.

What did he do this time?

He's always done something.

Nope, that's the problem.

He doesn't do anything
wrong anymore.

I don't remember the
last time we argued

about him drinking too
much or staying out

except I know it's
been over a year.

I mean, I don't think
we've had so much

as a heated disagreement
since we graduated college.

He just does everything
right, like a nice decent guy.

I feel like his commitment
has disappeared.

My parents have stayed
married for 20-something years

and I don't remember
them ever not fighting.

When you love someone,
there is always something

to fight about, isn't there?

Well, there should be, right?

Do we sound crazy, Alison?

No, not at all.

I think I get what you're saying

like passion is
really important.

You are not like

any of the other girls
(DINA LAUGHING)

that Charlie has
brought around before.

Actually, you're
really interesting.

Didn't you just ride
(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)

your bike down
from San Francisco?

Wait, you did what?

What for?

Yeah, it was
pretty cool actually.

For cancer?

What?

Like for charity, you
rode your bike all that way?

No.

I was spending some
time in San Francisco

and I wanted to
see my cousin in LA

and I was pretty broke.

All I had was my bike that
I bought to get around so.

(LAUGHS) That's crazy.

How long did that take, a year?

A little under a week.

Where did you sleep?

I had a tent in my backpack.

A tent on the ground
out in the open?

Well, campsites and
sometimes in the woods

off the highway.

My goodness.

Weren't you afraid
you'd be raped?

That definitely
crossed my mind.

I spent the whole
first night paranoid

clutching my pepper spray.

But yeah, then after
that it was fine.

Nobody ever bothered me.

That's amazing.

(DINA GRUNTS)

It was fun and adventure.

What do your parents
think of your adventure?

They don't really
care what I do.

(SCOFFS) That must be nice.

Not really.

How did you and
Charlie meet again?

Well, you know, it
comes with the territory.

It's hell out there and
it's every man for himself.

- CARA: That's crazy to me.
- JERRY: It's the way it is.

You'd think in a town like
this filled with artists

and outsiders that
they'd come out here

and do things differently,
more civilized.

DINA: I don't know,
people are people

no matter where you put it.

I like people out here.

Californians are like
Southerners, slow, easygoing.

Those are Californians,
not Los Angelenos.

It's an entirely
different breed.

And I'm not talking about
the Mexicans what have you.

I'm talking about the people
coming here for business,

the industry folks and what not.

I like the weather.

Yes, absolutely.

I haven't bought a
coat in three years.

You need a coat by the way.

No, see, honey, that's
the thing I don't.

Do you miss New York, Charlie?

No, I don't.

How 'bout you, Alison.

Have you spent much
time on the East Coast?

I went to school in Boston.

Oh.

You need at least one coat.

If it gets cold out, I
just throw on a sweater.

No, you need a coat.

Alison, is Boston where
you're originally from?

No, I grew up in Florida.

Oh, I love Miami
weather the most.

Don't need a coat out there.

Uh, yeah, it's pretty
hot and sticky around.

But I was born in
northern Florida,

like north of Jacksonville.

So practically Georgia.

Not a lot of culture
down there is there?

(JERRY CHUCKLES)

In northern Florida?

There's culture.

Probably not the kind
you would usually equate

with the word.

Well, no Jews,
no Chinese food.

(JERRY CHUCKLING)

Right, that.

There's some of both of
those things actually.

Yeah.

Hey you two never
told us how you met.

(CHUCKLES) It's a silly story.

So what, what does it matter?

Just tell us.

Yeah, now I wanna know.

It's not embarrassing is it?

Yeah, what's the big mystery?

Oh, thank you
guys for coming, uh.

It was so nice
meeting you, Alison.

So nice meeting you, too.

Thanks so much for inviting me.

CHARLIE: Yeah, thanks, Dina.

He likes you.

I can tell, it's the real deal.

Stop it, please.

(LAUGHING) See he's blushing.

He says stop but he wants
me to say it out loud

'cause he knows it's true.

(CHARLIE CHUCKLING)

Fine.

I'll stop.

Drive safe.

She thinks she's funny.

(BOTH GIGGLING)

Did you have a good time?

I did.

Did you?

Yeah.

Your friends, it was nice.
(GENTLE MUSIC)

So what else have
you done besides weed?

Oosh.

You go first.

Coke.

Yeah.

A few times.

Huh, oh.

ALISON: You?

A few times.

Can be fun, depends on
the crowd of people.

It's okay.

Makes me wanna talk a lot

but totally incapable
of listening.

I always end up feeling
like I'm talking to myself.

Pills, opiates?

No heroin or anything but
I've done pain killers for fun.

Me, too.

I had a few Oxys once.

Took one at a party,
didn't feel anything.

So next morning I
popped the other one

and it hit me really hard.

I was there in the frat
house watching "Family Guy"

and I'm like oh yeah,
this is the best

I have ever felt, like ever.

I could do this and nothing
else for the rest of my life

and it would be pretty chill.

Yeah, totally.

I've done acid like 10 times.

And nine times it was a
blast and then the 10th time

it was really rough.

Haven't done it since.

Rough how?

Like seeing how
my brain functioned

and how I thought about things.

Observing exactly how
my thinking operated

moment to moment.

(LAUGHING)

It was pretty scary.

I think I get you.

Yeah, like how it musta been

when people went
and did outer space

for the first time.

And like astronauts
turned around

and beamed back down
pictures of Earth

back down to Earth
for the first time

and we saw ourselves
just sitting there

in all that blackness.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Yeah.

It's eye-opening
in a lotta ways.

I felt like I could
see inside myself,

like really inside.

But it's just you
in there, you know.

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

(LOCK CLATTERING)

Hey.

Hey.

How was your day?

Decent.

Yeah?

ALISON: Mmm hmm.

Hi.

It smells good in here.

(ALISON SIGHS)

Tips.

Rad.

Yeah.

Any word on your audition?

It's tomorrow morning.

Cool.

I'll help you after dinner.

CHARLIE: Sweet.

I need a shower.

Okay, it'll be ready
when you're done.

I like you.

I like you.

(LIVELY COUNTRY MUSIC)

♪ Hold my hand little girl

♪ Let me give you a twirl

♪ Spin you 'round
like a princess do ♪

♪ You deserve to be free

♪ Of the same old company

♪ Tell your friends you worked
the whole night through ♪

♪ Meet me by the smokestack

♪ In Governor Square

♪ And I'll show you
what it is I do ♪

♪ Money's tight, yes it's true

♪ I've got none,
but I'll show you ♪

♪ Just how rich a
poor boy can be ♪

♪ So here I am,
fingers crossed ♪

♪ Try me out, free of cost

I can't do it anymore

going on and not saying
the words we both feel.

CHARLIE: Why are words
so important to you?

ALISON: Because
words have meaning.

I'm a court stenographer.

Don't you think I know that?

My whole life is words.

You're more than a
court stenographer.

You could be a great detective

if you weren't such a
young rebellious hothead.

You spend so much time
stenographing the words

of other people and yet
you can't say to your woman

how you really feel?

CHARLIE: I wanna say it.

Don't be afraid.

I wanna say...

ALISON: Go on.

Damn it, Sara,

this crime-fighting court
stenographer loves you!

Then they kiss and he grabs
her and whatever, it's over.

(CHARLIE SIGHS)

ALISON: It's terrible.

Yeah.

- ALISON: I hope you get it.
- (SIGHS) Me, too, Jesus.

ALISON: What's it called?

"The Stenographer".

(ALISON LAUGHING)

Hey, what episode are we on?

I think the one before
the season finale.

Okay.

(SLOW UPBEAT COUNTRY MUSIC)

Cool.

Gimme some of that.

Mmm.

You got it.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

You can do it.

I think you
should just feed me.

(ALISON LAUGHING)

Alison.

You awake?

ALISON: Mmm.

(ALISON GROANING)

You're cool.

I like you.

I like you.

(PHONE RINGING)

(DOG BARKING)

Alison?

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(PHONE RATTLING)

(PHONE RINGING)

(BIRD CAWING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Hey, Adam.

Oh hey, Charlie.

Have you seen Alison out here?

I haven't but I just
got up, having my coffee.

Okay, enjoy.

Dude, do you have anything
going on this morning?

Uh, no, I'm just waiting
for a package for Joanne.

Okay, could you
do me a huge favor?

Hey, Charlie, hi.

Hi there, Charlie.

How's it going?

DIRECTOR: Thanks
for coming in, Charlie.

It's gonna be really
quick and painless.

Have you got the scene?

Yep, I'm all good to go.

Stand here.

DIRECTOR: There's fine.

Now, I'll be reading
the part of Sara

and you feel free to move
around, use the space,

however you feel
comfortable, okay?

Great.

Start now?

DIRECTOR: We've
also got chairs.

Would you like to use a
chair for any part of your...

No, I'm good standing.

DIRECTOR: Great.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

Start now?

DIRECTOR: Well, let me
give you a quick background

just so you know this guy.

First and foremost
he's a stenographer.

(FIST THUDDING) Fuck!

(SOMBER VIOLIN MUSIC)

Yo, what's going on?

Hey, Charlie.

No sign of Alison, sorry.

Fuck, really dude?

Fuck.

What the fuck?

Everything okay?

I don't know, man.

I just woke up and she was gone.

(DOOR CLATTERING)

Ali, you in here?

(DOOR CREAKING)

Hey, Dina, it's
Charlie actually.

Yeah, fine.

Did you try to call Alison?

Oh, hey Miss Quivers.

Hey, Miss Quivers, have you
seen Alison this morning?

No, not this
morning I haven't.

ADAM: Charlie's
looking for her.

How long has he
been looking for her?

Uh, all morning I think.

(SOMBER VIOLIN MUSIC)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Okay, so you wouldn't happen
to know where she is then.

Yeah, this is her phone.

I have it, I just
don't have her.

I don't know.

I just woke up this morning
and she was gone, totally gone

and the backdoor was wide open.

No, I'm not panicking,
it's just weird.

That's a good idea, okay.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'll call you back.

All right.

Hey, Mrs. Quivers,
have you seen Alison?

No, I haven't.

What you say, she's missing?

No, she's not missing,
she's just not here right now.

Did I hear you say you
left your backdoor wide open?

Oh, hi, can I please
speak to a manager?

Hi, this is Charlie Radford.

I'm Alison Browning's boyfriend.

Alison isn't there, is she?

No, no, no, I know she's
not on the schedule.

I thought maybe she got...

If she comes in for any reason,

have her call me
immediately, okay?

Thanks.

Fuck.

Charlie, what was it you
said about your backdoor?

It was wide open?

Yeah, when I noticed
that she was gone,

I saw that it was open.

Did you leave the
door open last night.

No, not that I remember.

I'm pretty sure that
I would have noticed

that it was open
when we went to bed.

Do you normally
leave the door open?

No.

Sweetie, why don't
we call the police?

What?

No.

Yeah, you think?

Why not?

Let's be safe not sorry, right?

What would I even tell them?

Yeah, I mean, don't
you have to wait

something like 24 hours to
report a missing person?

That's TV nonsense.
(TENSE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Someone's gone and they're
not supposed to be.

You'd be a fool not
to call the police.

Hey, hold on a second. She's
not a missing person, okay?

She has just gone for
a walk or something.

She's weird.

She likes to go for
walks sometimes.

MRS. QUIVER: Is there
anybody else we can call?

Maybe she's at a friend's house.

I am her only fucking
friend in this city!

(TENSE VIOLIN MUSIC)

Charlie, how 'bout this?

We can all three sit out front.

I have nothing to
do this afternoon

and we can wait on
Alison together.

Adam, do you have some
coffee you can give us?

ADAM: Yeah, sure thing.

(SOMBER VIOLIN MUSIC)

(INSECT CHIRPING)

(DETECTIVE NORRIS SIGHS)

Alison Browning, age
24, long brown hair,

brown eyes, 5'5", last
wearing black pajama shorts,

white pajama top.

Her shoes are still here?

Yeah, as far as I can tell.

How 'bout her sandals?

Maybe they're missing or
some kind of jogging shoe

that perhaps you
wouldn't have seen

enough to know
that it's missing.

Maybe, I don't know.

I don't think so.

So you think that all her
shoes are accounted for?

I do.

DETECTIVE NORRIS: And she
wouldn't go out barefoot?

No.

Well, her phone is still here.

Her keys are here, her
credit card is here.

Anything missing?

Nothing, okay.

Her bag, her wallet,
her phone, her keys,

her shoes, her clothes,
all of it is still here,

just not her.

Last night she
was acting peculiar,

say something out
of the ordinary?

Was it anything there
that gave you a feeling

that something
wasn't quite right?

No.

Any arguing?

No.

Did she seem down or
depressed in any way?

No.

How 'bout ever?

What does that have
anything to do with it?

Well, I was just
trying to get this idea

that, you know, maybe
she was just feeling blue

and she wanted to have
some time to herself.

She is not suicidal.

Who asked that?

She is just lost or
got stuck somewhere

or, fuck, I don't know, okay?

But it's got nothing to
do with her being blue.

- Alison and I are good.
- Okay,

Mr. Radford, all right.

There's no reason for her
to just disappear like this.

Look, I know that
this is stressful,

but if you just relax,
then we can get to finding

where your girlfriend is stuck
and unstick her, all right?

In the meanwhile, we're
going to fingerprint

your backdoor and we're gonna
fingerprint some other spots

in this apartment.

And if anybody was here besides
you and your girlfriend,

we gonna find out about it.

Now, my partner, he's
going to your neighbors

and we're gonna find
out who's seen what.

Now, we might just luck
up and come across Alison

having a hoagie
down the block, huh?

This is too much.

I mean, this is a waste of time.

She's gonna show up.

People don't just disappear.

Do you have a
friend or anybody

that can come to stay with you?

Or, you know, wait here
until Alison gets back?

I'll be fine. She's
gonna show up any minute

and then I'll be
totally embarrassed

and it'll be a hell
of a waste of time.

Well, if it's a waste of time,

no one will be happier than me.

(GENTLE MUSIC)
Look, I'll call you

in a couple hours,
Mr. Radford, okay?

(LIVELY MUSIC)

Thanks, Detective.

Uh, again, I think she's
gonna show up any minute.

♪ Well, I don't know why

♪ But you pour me
one more time ♪

♪ I'll lay back and
that is not okay ♪

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(JULIANA WHIMPERING)

Good morning.

Sleep well?

Mmm hmm, yep.

I slept well.

Wake up bear.
(JULIANA SCREAMING)

(LAUGHING) Stop.

Do you just wanna sleep all day?

CHARLIE: Yes.

Well, we can't.

We have a big Saturday plans.

Well, then we messed up

because Saturdays
are not for plans,

they're for sleeping through.

Not today.

Today we have to go
to the farmer's market

and then get sort
of fresh goodies

because tonight is our
first dinner party.

Get pumped.

(JULIANA LAUGHING)

All of your friends are
coming over tonight.

I don't have any
friends with friends.

JULIANA: Yes, you do
and they love you very much

and they want to see the house

that you and your wife bought.

What wife?

I don't have a wife.

JULIANA: In six
months you will!

(JULIANA SQUEALS)

Oh ah!
(JULIANA SCREAMING)

(JULIANA LAUGHING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Uh uh, thank you.

JULIANA: Mmm hmm.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

So, I'm gonna grill those
hens you loved so much last time

and I need to pick up
those vegan sausages

from that place on Sunset.

So the point of
this trip is to get

fresh veggies and dessert.

Got it.

Woo.

I just tripped.

(JULIANA LAUGHING)

Do you like cold veggies?

Yes, sure.

What kind of
dessert should we get?

I don't know,
some type of pie.

(SIGHS) Yeah, there's
an awesome pie lady

at this farmer's markets.

Yeah?

Delicious.

Your favorite is cherry, right?

Very good.

Do you remember what
my favorite nibble is?

Uh um, shh don't tell me.

It's that weird berry one

- that we had that one...
- Yeah!

The one with it
starts with an O.

Um.

- Oleoberry?
- Close.

Olallieberry.

Ah, right.

(JULIANA LAUGHING)
Olallieberry.

Olala, stupid name.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(RELAXED GUITAR MUSIC)

Good.

I love you.

And I love you.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(CAR ENGINE REVVING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hey, buddy, what's up?

Uh wine.

Yeah, we're cooking.
(GENTLE GUITAR MUSIC)

I am making lasagna and
Juliana is grilling stuff.

Yeah, vegan sausage for
Dina, we got it covered.

(SIGHS) I don't know, man.

Juliana wanted you
guys to come over

before we started
shooting because,

mainly because, once
we start shooting,

shit's gonna get kinda crazy.

Yeah, the sequel.

No, "Stenographer III".

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, as
brilliant as the first two

but who gives a fuck, right?

It's exactly.

Yeah, I owe those
idiots my career.

That, too.

All right, dude, I'll
talk to you later.

See you guys in a bit.

(CHARLIE COUGHING)

Well, hello, my love.

Hi, I just finished.

Really, with the lasagna?

Yeah, I just put
it in the oven.

Wow, you're fast.

Good boy.

Did you set up the picnic
table and the barbecue?

Oh, shit, I'm sorry.

Charlie, really?

I asked you to do that first.

I got carried away with
the lasagna, you know.

I'll do it now, okay?

But I asked you
to do it first.

I know, I'm sorry.

Relax, nobody's gonna
get here for a few hours.

But we also have to
take out all the chairs.

(SIGHS) It'll be
fine, all right?

You go upstairs.

Go upstairs and
take your shower.

And when you're done showering,
it'll all be completed.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Okay.

CHARLIE: And I love you.

Love you, too.

Hey, Charlie.

Yeah.

What's with the
package in the foyer?

Oh yeah, I don't know.

There's no return address.

I think it's just like
weird fan mail or something.

Do you just want
me to throw it away?

Um...

JULIANA: It's
not a bomb, is it?

I don't know.

I can't think of anybody

that would wanna
blow me up, can you?

No, but I mean, you're
kind of a celebrity now

with the "Court
Stenseler" movies.

"Court Stenographer".

Whatever.

People know our address?

How would they find that out?

The internet.

What about the internet?

Well, it's all up there.

What is?

All of it.

It's probably just
like a practical joke

or some shit from Bill.

You know, I'll open
it up and snakes

- will come popping out.
- Snakes?

Not actual snakes, probably.

(JULIANA SIGHS)

It doesn't sound like snakes.

Don't shake it.

I already shook it once
and nothing happened, okay?

Stop.

I'm gonna open it.

Hold on.

(LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Yeah, that's
probably a good idea.

Thank you.

All right.

(TAPE ZIPPING)

(PAPER RUSTLING)

"You deserve this"?

Maybe we should
just throw it out.

(PAPER RUSTLING)

(JULIANA GASPING)

So, do you know anybody

who might send you a foot?

Is that a joke?

No, sir, it isn't.

No, I don't know anybody that
would wanna send me a foot.

And some leg.

It also had some leg.

Yeah, I got a look as
my partner bagged her.

It was kinda hacked off
at about the calf I'd say.

Oh my God.

(SIGHS) You don't
think it's real, do you,

not like a real foot?

Oh, it's a foot all right.

Well, it used to
be at one point.

Yeah, it's been pickled
in some kinda concoction

and then wrapped up.

Mummified you might say.

The fellas at the lab,
they'll have the final word

and what's happened to it.

My partner's driving it
over there right now.

Yeah, you betcha,
a foot's a foot.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Well, like I say,
the guys at the lab

will take a look and
see what's what...

Detective, don't you think
that we should be worried?

The note said,
"You deserve this."

That sounds like a threat.

Well.

It is tippy-toeing
around being threatening,

I'll grant you that.

Is that a fucking joke?

I'm nothing if not deadly
serious, Mr. Radford.

It's just that first I
wanna know what's what

with the foot.

I'm no forensics expert.

I mean, I don't want us
jumping to conclusions

and getting all worked up
based on my amateur opinion

of that is or is not a foot.

Didn't you just say
"a foot's a foot"?

JULIANA: And some leg.

Well, we're gonna
see about all that.

What, so that's it?

I'm gonna go chat
to your neighbors,

see if anyone saw
who left a foot box.

If I find out anything,
I'll let you know.

Sir, we're having
a dinner party

- this evening.
- Juliana, not

the fucking dinner party.

And we were just
wondering if it was safe

for us to have people over.

I don't see why not.

I mean, stay vigilant,
don't go leaving

your door unlocked at night.

But like you folks say, I
mean, there's no one out there

with any reason to wanna
hurt the two of you.

I'd wager it's some fan who
took to grave robbing one night

or some prankster who's
good at making fake limbs

with Silly Putty, fool
an old cop like me.

Neither is a particularly
settling prospect

but neither too
dangerous either.

Want my opinion?

You kids enjoy your party.

JULIANA: Thank you, sir.

DETECTIVE LANGE: It's my job.

I'll have a cruiser
pass by periodically,

check on the residence
for a couple evenings.

Sound good?

Hold on.

DETECTIVE LANGE:
Have a lovely evening.

JULIANA: Thanks again, sir.

Thanks, yeah.

Hold on.

Hey, hold on a second.

Um...

What's the matter?

I don't know if this has
anything to do with anything.

- Um...
- Yeah?

I had a girlfriend
three years ago.

I had a girlfriend
and she disappeared.

She went missing.

DETECTIVE LANGE: Really?

JULIANA: What?

Yeah, one morning she
disappeared from our apartment.

And I filed a police
report right away

but she never showed up again.

She never contacted me or
her parents or anybody.

I don't think the investigation
was officially closed.

Hmm.

What was her name?

Alison Browning.

A-L-I-S-O-N.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)

DETECTIVE LANGE:
Yeah, yeah, I got it.

(CANS CLICKING AND HISSING)

Do you feel like talking yet?

(SIGHS) You loved her.

No, I didn't.

Do you think
that the foot is...

No, I do not.

Man, today has been
a crazy day for you

what with the grocery
shopping and the cooking

and the foot thing
and the cops and,

but tomorrow we'll
have friends over

and you'll bounce right back.

Okay.

JULIANA: Good (CHUCKLES).

I love you.

I love you, too.
(UPBEAT COUNTRY MUSIC)

♪ Hold my hand little girl

♪ Let me give you a twirl

♪ Spin you round
like a princess do ♪

♪ You deserve to be free

♪ Of the same old company
(MICROWAVE BEEPING)

♪ Tell your friends you worked
the whole night through ♪

♪ Meet me by the smokestack

♪ In Governor Square

♪ And I'll show you
what it is I do ♪

This is so loud.

Sorry.

You're sitting in the dark?

I like that song.

I was just...

What's up?

It's time to eat?

Yeah, I put two
pieces of your lasagna

in the microwave.

Hey, you wanna open
a bottle of wine?

(UPBEAT GUITAR MUSIC)

Just a little.

Thank you.

(CHARLIE GULPING)

(JULIANA CLEARS THROAT)

Sorry.

(GLASSES CLINKING)

(GLASS THUDDING)

(WINE TRICKLING)

Well, it smells good.

You cooked it.

I'm a fucking
good cook, aren't I?

Yeah.

You are really pretty.

Thank you.

No seriously though.

Like, holy shit, look at you.

(JULIANA GIGGLING)

Thank you?

But what is going on up there?

Where?

Up here.
(FINGER TAPPING)

Ouch!

Oh my (CHUCKLES).

What was that.

I'm sorry.

I thought it would be cute.

To flick me?

Yeah, I'm sorry.

Oh, you're drunk.

You chugged that wine.

(CHARLIE'S LIPS SPUTTERING)

You're right, I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

That was so hard.

- (JULIANA SIGHS)
- Do you want me to kiss it?

JULIANA: No, sit down.

CHARLIE: No, I wanna kiss it.

No.

- I wanna kiss mmm muah!
- Oh my God, okay.

Thank you.

Now sit down.

I'm sitting.

I just wanted to kiss you.

Fine.

This is delicious.

You know, I think that
if we eat this tonight,

we'll still have plenty
(GENTLE GUITAR MUSIC)

leftover for tomorrow
when the guys come over.

Uh huh.

(CHARLIE BELCHING)

You are going to get tanked.

What are you doing?

I'll be fine.

I'm not going anywhere,
I don't gotta drive.

I'm just here

with my lovely fiance
(GLASSES CLINKING)

eating lasagna.

God, listen to you.

You are going to be
a handful tonight.

No, I'll be the
perfect gentleman

until I get you upstairs

and then, I'll be the
perfect scoundrel.

You're being weird.

I don't like it.

(CHUCKLES) You don't really
think I'm weird, do you?

JULIANA: You're
being weird right now.

(SIGHS) Yeah, what about you?

You're not weird?

Not right now.

No, I think I'm
being fairly normal.

You're never weird, right?

Not now, not ever, right?

You're just a good girl.

Right?

What?

Have you ever
done anything bad?

Bad?

Of course, we're all human.

What are you talking about?

Have you ever
done anything so bad

you thought you might
go to hell for it?

What?

(SIGHS) Never mind.

You're right, I drink too fast.

Are you all right?

Is this about the foot?

I just gotta eat.

Charlie, you
are going to puke.

What the fuck do you know
about what I'm gonna do?

Excuse me?

(GENTLE GUITAR MUSIC)
(CHARLIE RETCHING)

It's okay, babe.

Just let it all out.

(CHARLIE GAGGING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

DETECTIVE LANGE: Mr. Radford,
this is Detective Lange.

Yeah.

DETECTIVE LANGE:
We spoke yesterday

about the foot you received.

Yeah.

DETECTIVE LANGE:
This is Mr. Radford?

Yeah.

DETECTIVE LANGE: Been
trying to get in touch

with you all day, Mr. Radford.

Listen, there's a
lot of information

that you really need
to be made aware of.

Okay.

DETECTIVE LANGE: Okay, so
listen, what's your schedule

looking like today.

I mean, what are
you doing right now?

Right now?

Yeah, right now.
(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)

I mean, have you got
anything pressing

right now, Mr. Radford?

'Cause to me looks like
you're sitting around

in your goddamn bathrobe.

Sorry, Mr. Radford, I've been
trying to reach you all day.

Important things are
happening, Mr. Radford,

and you're sleeping
right through it.

We have some important
information here.

Hello there, Mr. Radford.

(SOMBER PIANO MUSIC)

Do you mind if we
sit for a minute?

I'll stand.

My knees.

All right if I smoke?

Charlie, there's
some information

I'd like to share with you.

Actually, to be totally clear,

it's the Bureau that wants
to share this information.

I'm just the messenger.

The limb that was
left at your door.

It was, in fact, a human limb.

It belonged to a young woman.

Now, we don't have
a full report yet...

Uh, Detective, can
I have a cigarette?

DETECTIVE LANGE: Sure, kid.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

You're saying Alison.
(SOMBER MUSIC)

Yes.

What are the chances
she's still alive?

We don't think they're good.

So she could still be alive,

just chained up in a
fucking dungeon somewhere.

I don't wanna give you
any false hope, Charlie.

None of these people
have ever come back.

15 different Americans, they
all received these body parts.

And they all
received these notes.

And the other thing that
they all share in common

is that exactly three
years prior to receiving

these packages someone
they loved very dearly

completely and absolutely
vanished from their lives.

Now, we've contacted Fred
Browning and Andrew Browning.

They're going to assist
us in the DNA tests.

We're gonna find out
for certain if the foot

did indeed belong to Alison.

But we've told them what
I'm telling you right now

which is the FBI strongly
believes their daughter

was the victim of
a serial murderer

who's been evading
capture and identification

for over four decades.

Is this a fucking joke?

Jesus Christ, he didn't
fucking mail that shit.

He walked up here
and put it there.

Somebody had to have seen him.

Yeah, you'd think so, right?

What do you mean,
"You'd think so"?

You're telling me
nobody saw anything?

So far no.

No one saw anyone
leave the package.

But I have to tell you, Charlie,

that based on this particular
criminal's track record,

that's not surprising.

He's very good at what he does

and going unseen is the
key to his ability to.

Many of these people were
taken right out of their beds

laying next to their
loved totally unaware.

I'm trying to tell you that
this man, this monster,

he is so focused, dead set

on accomplishing his evil

that even good men, strong men,

won't always be
able to stop him.

It's just the way of
the world unfortunately.

(SOMBER VIOLIN MUSIC)

But you know, it goes
with the territory.

It's hell out there and
it's every man for himself.

That's not the
way it should be.

(LAUGHING) A lotta things
aren't the way they should be.

DINA: But
California's different.

This is Hollywood.

It's supposed to be open
and free and liberated.

Am I wrong?

Liberated doesn't
mean civilized.

Look at the Middle East, right?

Give 'em a little bit of liberty

and watch heads get chopped off.

I know a bunch of Pakistanis
from my dad's business.

Nicest people you
ever wanna meet.

I think the guy at my
deli who gives me my coffee

in the morning, he's Pakistani.

He's Indian.

DINA: I finally got
some Indian food I liked.

CARA: Did you try that
new vegan Indian place?

BILL: Ugh, we did.

Not a fan.

DINA: He didn't like it.

I thought it was divine.

BILL: I was
farting all night.

(ALL LAUGHING)
(BILL MIMICKING FARTING)

Charlie.

You all right over there, buddy?

Uh, yeah, what was the joke?

The moment's passed.

Charlie, did you try the pie?

This pie is delicious.

I got it at the
farmer's market.

JERRY: The Pie Lady.

Yeah.

I know her.

(DINA CHUCKLING)

I knew this pie as
soon as I tasted it.

This is delicious.

Charlie, you need to
try a piece of this pie.

This one's cherry?

JULIANA: Yep,
that one is cherry.

It's Charlie's favorite.

CARA: What's the
one we haven't tried?

JULIANA: It's olallieberry,
it's my favorite pie.

JERRY: What the hell
is an olallieberry?

(CHUCKLES) You
know, not exactly sure

but it is delicious.

Charlie, would you
do us the honors?

(TENSE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Would you please slice
the olallieberry pie

so we can all have a piece?

What's wrong?

(SOMBER ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Charlie.

(BILL LAUGHING)

BILL: What are
you doing, man?

JERRY: He's drunk.

- (PIE THUDDING)
- Ah!

(MEN LAUGHING)

Charlie, are you crazy.

(PIE THUDDING)
(JERRY GASPING)

(DINA AND BILL LAUGHING)

- (DINA GASPING)
- Oh!

RACHEL: Well, I had a
really good time tonight.

Yeah, me, too.

The restaurant
was really great.

Yep, I like that place.

You know a lot of good places.

Everywhere we've gone so far

has been really, really special.

CHARLIE: Glad you've
been having a good time.

I have a good time
hanging out with you.

CHARLIE: Thanks.

I like you.

CHARLIE: You're sweet.

Listen, maybe next time instead
of going to a restaurant,

I could cook for you?

I'm really good.

That sounds really nice.

Yeah, we should
definitely do that.

Yeah, for sure.

CHARLIE: Cool.

Cool.

Well...

I like you.

Good night, Rachel.

Good night, Charlie.

(LIVELY GUITAR MUSIC)

♪ I worked in her fields

♪ And under her trees

♪ I picked all her cotton

♪ It stung me like bees

♪ I shoveled her dirt

♪ When no one else would

♪ I gave her way more

♪ Than I ever should

♪ And I'm still
here with nothing ♪

♪ Whatsoever

♪ So I'm gonna work

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(PHONE BUZZING)

(PHONE BUZZING)

(CRICKET CHIRPING)

(LIVELY COUNTRY MUSIC)

♪ Well, I've sung to myself

♪ In the darkest of nights

♪ Of freedom above me
where all is all right ♪

♪ But I wake up so cold

♪ On a cracked wooden floor