Garage Sale Killer (2022) Movie Script

Okay, that'll be $10, please.

-Here you go.

-Thank you.

Thank you.

-Have a nice day.

-Thanks.

Hi.

See anything you like?

I love these old lampshades.

They were my mother's.

They're beautiful.

I was curious.

Is there anything else

inside the house

that you might be selling?

Yeah.

Yeah, come on.

Linda, watch the box.

Look at all of this.

There's a lamp you might like

down the hall.

This door?

Keep goin'.

Wow.

What do you think of that?

Oh my lord, look at this.

1912.

Vintage.

Mother loved collecting

old things.

I miss her.

Every day.

Go ahead.

Touch it.

Feel how... smooth it is.

Stop!

Stop him!

I gotta go.

Let's go, go, go.

Help! Stop them!

Woo-Hoo-Hoo!

How much?

$2,400 and change.

Woo-Hoo!

And...

I got you this.

Oh my gosh, I love her.

Not bad for 10 minutes of work.

Candice!

Candice, can you help me?

Please, honey,

it'll just take a minute.

I have a big shoot

next week

and I'm trying to get

my mood board done.

I told you, I'm on a deadline.

It's due Monday.

I'm on a deadline, too, honey.

The garage sale's tomorrow.

People are gonna be here

at dawn.

What was our agreement?

-What?

-I said, and specifically,

that I would help you

put items in the front yard

on the day of the garage sale,

not before, on the day.

And by checking the time,

I can see, oh, gee,

would you look at that,

it's 11:00 P.M.,

it is not the day yet.

I just need you to help me

advertise it.

-Advertise it?

-Yeah, you know,

the thing you do with your

cellphone in your media class?

Livestream?

You want me to livestream

your garage sale?

Oh, god, please no.

I just want you to invite

all of your friends.

You have, like, a thousand

followers, right?

Just tell them and their parents

to drop by tomorrow.

I'm a serious journalist, mom.

I don't do commercials

for garage sales.

Fine, then show me

how to do it.

Okay, here.

You go to the website

like that,

you click that button,

hit "livestream media,"

then hit the red button,

and then you're live.

Now I've got work to do.

Please do it for me?

I'll never figure this out.

Please?

Fine.

Hey, you guys, Candice here.

My mom is having another

garage sale tomorrow,

this is the fourth one

this year,

and she's got a lot

of cool stuff to sell.

So, tell your peeps

come on by,

she's got lemonade, cookies.

It'll be fun.

Say hi, mom!

Hi, everybody,

I hope you can make it.

Just take the 5 to the 14th

north...

I...I'll post the address.

All right, I'll see you

all here tomorrow.

Peace out.

Bye!

-Thanks, that'll really help.

-I doubt it.

I keep telling you, nobody wants

to buy your stuff, mom.

One woman's trash is another

woman's treasure.

And I'm sick of living

in a junkyard.

It's 4:00 in the morning.

Where are you going?

Where the hell's

it look like? Work.

-No, you hate that job.

-What else is new?

Gotta pay the rent.

Have you seen

the car keys?

-You're not going.

-Come on, I'm gonna be late.

Well, you don't need

that gig anymore.

We made a lot of money

yesterday.

Yeah, and it was fun,

but it was a one-time thing.

Can you just give me the...

No!

What if it was not

a one-time thing?

You wanna do it again?

I'm thinkin' about it.

You know

how many estate sales

are advertised online

every weekend?

I mean... no cameras.

No security guards.

Just a bunch of dumb rich people

selling their stuff.

Easy.

You sound just like dad.

I sound like dad?

How is that?

He's a con artist

and a thief.

-Mm.

-Taught you right.

He taught us both right,

little sister.

Besides, you've been

paying my bills

the last couple of months,

this is the least I can do.

Let's talk about this

when I get back from work.

Made 2400 bucks in 10 minutes.

Think about it.

♪ do what you've gotta do

and take it to the top ♪

♪ a one-way ticket now,

we can't lose tonight ♪♪

Oh, yeah,

that will be the $2.50.

Great.

Out of five?

There we go.

And why don't you go have

some lemonade?

I have some cookies

right over there as well.

Thank you.

Okay, that's it from the den.

Can I go now?

Actually, honey, I need you

to help me set up those books.

Do you see that box underneath

the table right there?

This garage sale is not allowed

by the homeowners' association.

Hi, Evelyn.

How're you doing?

This is the fifth garage sale

you've had

in the last 18 months.

And we've sent you

how many warnings?

At least a hundred.

Listen, Evelyn,

I'm not bothering anybody,

and I'm keeping everything

on my side of the property.

-You get the bylaws, right?

-I get the bylaws.

-Do you read them?

-Of course I read them.

Is there a reason

why you don't respect them?

I'm not trying to disrespect

the bylaws.

Do you want me

to quote the bylaw?

It specifically says

all yard sales, estate sales,

garage sales are not allowed

in this subdivision.

There's like 30 bucks

in the box.

Let's come back later.

I'm gonna see

what they got in the house.

-Don't.

-Shh.

I got this.

Is anybody complaining?

Do you guys mind

if I do this?

No, we love it.

Can I get you some lemonade?

Don't patronize me, Marcia.

Look, Evelyn,

I am begging you.

Please let me have this sale.

I need the money.

Yeah, well,

we all need money.

My husband's dead.

My kids are gone.

I live by myself.

And you know what?

Somehow, I manage

to pay the bills.

Maybe you should think

about getting a job.

Hey, why don't you

leave my mother alone

before I kick your ass

up and down the street?

I'm reporting you

to the board.

This... is going to cost you.

You don't deserve that.

Who is that woman?

Eh, she's the head of HOA.

I'd say

she's a royal pain the butt.

She's right,

I am breaking the rules.

-I like your style.

-Hm.

You have a really nice sale.

Appreciate that.

I'll be right back.

How old is this?

Do you know the age?

Ah... this is my aunt Dorothy's.

So I don't know...

-I think, um...

-I'd say like 1920s?

Older, turn of the century,

at least.

Really?

-Wow, that's amazing.

-I know.

Where do you get

all of this stuff?

Friends, families,

other people's garage sales.

I get that.

It doesn't matter

where I'm driving to,

if I see a garage sale,

I pull over.

-Do you do that?

-Well...

She does that.

Excuse me.

Hey!

What are you doing?

-Hey!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Let me go!

-No, you can't have that.

Let go of me, lady!

Oh my god.

Mom?

Someone call the police!

Candice, call 911!

Quickly.

Okay.

Hello? Yes, there's been

an emergency, um...

Hi, hi, yes, hi, um, my name

is Marcia Clattenburg,

I caught a burglar

in my house.

He fell down the stairs.

He's not breathing

and I can't find a pulse.

No, he's not moving at all.

Yeah, okay,

yeah, I'm listening.

How do you spell

your last name?

Clattenburg.

C-l-a-t-t-e-n-b-u-r-g.

Ms. Clattenburg,

did you advertise

the garage sale online?

Yeah, we did.

Well, my daughter did.

Okay.

And how long was he in

the house, do you think?

I don't know,

maybe five minutes.

And he just knew exactly

where your jewelry was,

where you keep your cash?

What are you implying?

I'm not implying anything,

I just think it's a little odd.

I mean, total stranger

comes to your garage sale,

goes into your house,

and in under five minutes

finds all your valuables.

My guess would be that

he's been in your house before

or that you knew him.

I did not know him.

You didn't see him

around the neighborhood?

Maybe you threw a party, right?

Someone else brought him.

No, my mom

doesn't throw parties.

This place is too much of a mess

to throw parties.

I have no idea who he was.

A lot of people come

to these garage sales.

You know how it goes.

He had zero identification

on him,

so we ran prints through

our national database,

found nothing.

Can't tell you his name

or anything.

Typical John Doe.

-You got lucky, Ms. Clattenburg.

-How's that?

Well, it could have been you

who fell down those stairs.

Next time you catch a burglar

in your house stealing jewelry,

just let him go.

It's just... stuff.

We should move.

We should get

the hell out of here.

I'm sick of living

in this mess.

Don't say that.

If you wouldn't have all

these stupid garage sales,

we wouldn't have all these

creepy people

crawling around our house.

You bring junk into your life,

mom.

Junky antiques

and junky people.

Candice...

Good morning.

This is the last one.

I'm trying to get

the house clean

so you're not upset with me

all the time.

Hi, let me know if I can

help you find anything.

Actually, I'm looking

for the homeowner.

Oh, well, that's me.

What can I do for you?

Mom!

Hi, let me know if I can

help you find anything.

Yeah, I'm looking

for like, um,

a lamp for a table

in my living room.

Do you have anything

from the 1950s?

Maybe something red?

You look familiar.

Have we met before?

No, I don't think so.

Yeah, you were at another

garage sale we had.

When was it, four months ago,

last June?

Oh, yes, that's right.

How are you?

-What's your name?

-Marcia.

-And you are?

-Trudee.

-Hi.

Candice, trudee came

to our garage sale before.

Oh, gee, which one?

Wait a minute.

I remember now.

The...

That man,

he went into your house?

Uh, yeah.

One of the worst days

of my life.

You okay?

How are you holding up?

I'm all right.

He could have killed you.

I know.

You could have lost everything.

I appreciate that, trudee.

You know,

you're the first person

to ask me what I went through

that day.

Hey, do you ever go

to the saugus swap meet?

Are you kidding?

-I'd never miss it.

-We should go.

I would love the opportunity

to learn from you.

I mean, that is

if you don't mind

an amateur like me

tagging along.

Sure.

♪ we've got dreams ♪

♪ we've got hope ♪

♪ never sit around and mope ♪

♪ got each other ♪

♪ all we need ♪♪

I cannot believe

how cheap everything was.

Every time I go there,

I have such a good time.

Me too, I mean,

look at all this stuff.

That's...aw...i mean,

look at this.

How cute is this?

Oh my gosh, yes,

and this.

-Right?

-So vintage, 1970.

The matching pair.

-Aw, I can't.

-So cute.

Honey, look at all this stuff

we got from the swap meet.

Wow, more stuff. Yay.

Honey, you see this?

I bought it for five bucks.

I can easily turn that around

for 20.

Are you kidding me?

40 at least.

Hey, do you have any plans

tonight?

You wanna stay for dinner?

Actually, I don't have plans,

but I couldn't ask that of you.

How much money did you spend

on me today?

I am cooking for you.

I need to go

to the ladies room.

Will you pour trudee

some of that iced tea, please?

Ooh, iced tea sounds good.

It was so hot out there.

So, Candice, uh,

your mom tells me

you're quite

the student journalist.

What kind of stories

are you working on?

Look, I don't know who you are

or why you're so interested

in shopping with my mom

all of a sudden,

but I'd appreciate it

if you wouldn't encourage her.

Is Candice's father

in the picture?

I adopted Candice

from a foster home

when she was three years old.

And you raised her

all by yourself?

Yep.

Just me.

And a lot of daycare.

You never married?

Uh, I came close once,

but, um, no.

How do you pay for all of this?

I was a paralegal.

I worked at

a Beverly Hills law firm

for about 20 years.

They called it

the evil empire.

And then about six months ago,

I just... I had enough, so...

I quit.

Never been happier.

What about you?

Is there anyone in your life?

There was.

Until this woman

took him away from me.

What happened?

One day, he went

to her house and...

Suddenly I was all alone.

I hate her.

Well, don't forget,

no one forced him into it.

I mean, he has to take

some of the blame as well,

-doesn't he?

-No.

I blame her.

Entirely.

I'm sorry that happened to you.

You don't deserve it.

No, Marcia... I don't.

Hey, honey, how was school?

Awesome, we did a live

three-camera broadcast today.

Killed it.

Good for you.

What's going on?

You sound bummed.

I just got through

balancing my checkbook

for the last three months.

And?

I am officially out of money.

No, you're not.

You have my college fund.

We're not touching that.

Mom, don't be silly.

That money's to send you

to school,

and I refuse to use it

for anything else. Period.

Are you gonna go back to work

at the law firm?

I called.

They're downsizing.

Everybody's downsizing.

So, what are you gonna do?

I was thinking about something

completely different.

What?

Not another garage sale.

Not a garage sale,

a series of them.

-Oh, no.

-Like six in a row.

-No!

-Just on the weekends.

-No!

-Do you realize

that every time

we have a sale,

we average $700 a day?

I mean, that's enough

to keep us afloat

until I find a real job.

Please?

I really need your help.

On one condition.

Name it.

That you don't buy anymore stuff

to resell.

This time, we clean out

the house for good.

No more garage sales

after this.

Well, can't I just have just...

No.

Those are my terms, mom.

Take it... or leave it.

You drive a hard bargain, kid.

Deal.

Hey, garage sale queen.

Hi, trudee.

How you been?

Ah, it's been

a rough couple of weeks.

I've been callin' around

tryin' to get a job,

but... nobody's hiring,

so I decided to do

a couple more garage sales

just to help pay the mortgage.

Well, do you need some help?

No, that's okay.

Candice and I can handle it.

No, please,

I have time on the weekends,

I'd love to help.

That is, if you don't mind.

Well, actually, I guess

we could use the help.

-Thanks, trudee.

-Yeah.

Hi, I have a question.

Oh. Yeah, what's up?

Hey, Candice!

Hey, trudee.

Another garage sale.

Yep.

Do you have a minute?

I'd like to talk to you

about something.

Sure, what's up?

Privately.

It'll only take a minute.

Come on.

We're almost there.

Go on.

Get in.

I want to change

your mother's life.

Permanently.

Okay.

I wanna give her

a big surprise.

You do?

What?

You know that back bedroom

in your house

that is just full of stuff?

Well, I want to clean it up

and turn it into an office

for you guys.

I brought cleaning supplies

and everything.

Oh, okay, that sounds great.

I thought you might like that.

And I know we got off

on the wrong foot.

So, I thought

this might be a way

for you and me to...

You all right?

Yeah, I was just worried

for a second.

About what?

I thought you were gonna

do something awful.

Something awful?

I thought you were

gonna kidnap me?

Really?

Yeah, I thought you were

gonna knock me out

with those chemicals

back there...

Tie me up,

take me to a cabin,

-and...

-Kill you?

-Yes!

-Why would I do that?

I don't know.

What an incredible imagination

you have.

-Really?

-Yeah, I love your ideas.

Score.

One, two, three, open.

Oh my goodness.

Where did all the stuff go?

Thank you so much, sweetie.

It was Trudee's idea.

Thank you, trudee.

Hi, good morning.

Oh, that will be eight dollars.

-Eight dollars?

-Yes.

-Here's ten.

-Out of ten.

Here you go.

Thank you so much.

-Thank you.

-Have a good one.

Trudee, can you come...

Do you mind?

Hi.

Anything special

you're looking for?

Uh, yeah, actually.

Christmas items.

Oh, I've got a bunch

of Christmas stuff

right over there.

Yeah, let me show you.

They're one of my favorite

stations, actually.

-Colors, wow.

-I know, right?

Wow, look at these,

-these are great.

-Thanks!

-They were my mom's.

-Oh.

So, how much for all of it?

Uh, well, the Christmas stuff.

Okay, yeah,

I know who you are, fella.

-You do?

-Yeah.

You own one of those

Christmas stores, don't you?

You go around

to all the garage sales

and buy their ornaments,

their reindeers, their snowmen,

and then you sell them

at your shop

for ten times as much

as you pay for them.

I'm right, aren't I?

No, that's not it at all.

Uh-huh.

No, the truth is

I have a sister in Houston

whose house recently flooded,

and all the family

Christmas decorations

got ruined in the garage, so,

my plan was to...

Pack my car full of a bunch

of Christmas stuff,

drive out there,

and surprise her and her kids

with a real, old-fashioned...

Classic Christmas.

I know it's corny,

but she's been through a lot.

So, no, I do not own

a Christmas store.

Well, uh...

My mistake.

Uh, what do you do?

Uh, nothing really.

I'm retired.

You're too young

to be retired.

Well, I used to work

in silicon valley,

and, uh, and I sold all my

shares at just the right time...

So now the few rental

properties, you know,

they keep me out of trouble.

Oh.

I'm Rick, by the way.

Sorry, Rick Breedlove.

Marcia, Marcia clattenburg.

Nice to meet you.

Hi.

So, how much for the, uh...

Christmas stuff, uh-huh.

Um, uh, I don't know,

maybe five, ten...

How 'bout $300 for all of it?

Uh...

-Yes.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Great.

-Oh, okay.

-Yeah.

Cash, that's great.

Here you go.

Oh, wow, thank you very much.

No, thank you.

Okay, well, I guess I'll put

this stuff in my car.

Let...let me help you.

I actually...

I have these guys.

Here you go.

I'll take that half,

you take this half.

Christmas reminds

of when I was a kid.

-Yeah?

-You know?

Do you have a lot

of nieces and nephews

out there with your sister?

-Just two.

-Who's the guy?

I don't know.

New friend of your mom's,

I guess.

Hm.

He's kinda cute.

My car's right over there.

Yeah, I might have some more

stuff in the attic probably.

-Yeah?

-In case you...

In case you need

anything else...

-Oh, wow.

-Okay.

Your...your car

is really clean.

I'll just slide it right there.

Great, there's so much room.

And maybe put this down here.

Um, uh, all right, well,

guess that's everything.

Well, thank you, Marcia.

My sister will be quite happy.

When do you leave?

Uh, for Christmas in Houston?

I was thinkin' maybe, uh,

December.

Great.

That, uh... that makes sense.

Mm-hm.

Well, uh...

Thanks for coming by.

It's a pleasure meeting you.

Yeah, me too.

-Well, I...

-Right.

-Mm-hm.

-Listen, can I ask you

-a question?

-Sure.

Would you like

to have dinner sometime?

Yes, um, I'd love that.

Okay, well, let me, uh...

Oh, right,

phones, right, phones.

-Yeah.

-We can text each other

or what do we do?

Did you pack a toothbrush?

Yes, mother,

and I found my sleeping bag

under that pile of junk

you keep in the den.

It was miraculous.

Please tell me

Brittany's not gonna have

any alcohol at this party.

Of course not, her parents

are going to be there.

Now, would you hold still?

I'm trying!

I just haven't been on a date

in so long.

You'll do fine.

Do you want my advice?

Not really.

Don't let him pick the movie.

Girls choose.

We're not going to the movies.

We're going to a nice dinner.

Ugh, boring.

Oh, that's him.

He's early.

Panic, mayhem.

Okay, um, just go downstairs

and tell him

that I'll be right down.

-Okay.

Oh, god, uh...

Hi, I'm Rick.

You must be Candice.

No, actually I'm Marcia,

this is all Botox.

Come on in.

My mom will be down in a minute.

You want something to drink?

Water, iced tea?

Water would be great, please.

Your mom tells me

you're quite the writer.

She has incredible taste

in literature.

Yeah? Where do you think

you'll go to college?

Stanford or Berkeley.

Wow, Stanford's pricey.

I used to live up there.

So you got a scholarship?

Uh, my mom has saved up.

Plus, I'll probably get

some financial aid, I hope.

So what do you think you'll

major in, creative writing?

Uh, broadcast journalism.

I wanna have my own podcast,

and someday, hopefully,

my own network.

Well, something tells me

you'll be a huge success,

Candice.

Cheers.

Hi, thanks for waiting.

Hi, uh...

You look great.

Thanks.

Okay, that's my cue.

I'm gonna get out of here.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Bye, honey.

-Have fun.

-Bye. Thank you.

Rick, nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Well, she's, uh,

something else, huh?

Yeah.

She's going to a sleepover

at her friend's house.

A bunch of girls

from her school will be there.

Yeah, you told me.

Right.

I did, didn't I?

You ready?

Can only imagine

how difficult it's been

raising a daughter

all by yourself.

Toughest part's the mortgage,

and the HOA,

but I'm almost paid off,

which is nice.

Southern California real

estate's usually a good bet,

so you invested wisely.

Coming from someone like you,

that...that means a lot.

Well, I hope you like seafood.

I made reservations

at the sandpiper.

Oh, that place by the beach?

Yeah, thought we could,

you know,

sit outside

and listen to the ocean.

I didn't bring my jacket.

Well, they probably

have outdoor heaters.

Last time I went there,

I almost froze.

We need to go back to the house.

I need to get my coat.

Oh, I might have a sweatshirt

in the backseat here.

I'd prefer to wear something

a bit more ladylike.

If that's all right with you?

We have time, don't we?

Uh, sure.

Are you okay?

I thought I heard something.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Did you just come check on me?

Yeah.

An empty house at night.

Burglars.

You never know.

That is... that's so sweet.

Well, shall we?

Thank you.

Okay, um...

It's, uh...

It's been a long time.

Same here.

Come here.

I guess we're not goin'

to dinner.

Nope.

What was that?

What?

You didn't hear that?

Who's there?

Hey, hey, wait.

I'll go, you stay here.

Did you get it?

What was it?

I have bad news.

-You have mice.

-What?

Yeah, I saw one climbin'

on a big pile of stuff

-that fell over.

-Oh, no!

Little guy ran off

when he saw me.

That's probably

what the noise was.

Candice is gonna kill me.

Well, let me call

an exterminator I know.

He'll take care of it.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Not right now.

-Not right now?

-Again?

-Mm-hm.

-We should do this again.

-Yeah, I'd like that.

-Had a good time.

-Me too.

-Oh.

-Honey!

I thought you wouldn't be back

till this afternoon.

Yeah, the, uh, slumber party

ended early, so...

-Hi, Candice.

-Hi, Rick.

-I'll see you later?

-Okay.

Okay, all right.

-See you.

-Bye.

You slept with him?

Relax.

You just met the guy!

-So?

-It was your first date!

What, he takes you

to a nice restaurant

so you just jump in bed

with him, just like that?

We never made it

to the restaurant.

Oh my god!

If I were to do that,

you'd ground me for a year.

It's different

when you're my age.

Oh, really? How?

Talk to me in 20 years,

I'll explain it to you.

You barely know him!

You don't know anything

about him!

I know he's a great guy,

and... I really like him.

Look, this might be hard

for you to understand,

but... imagine

not having sex for...

Eight years?

I think I'm entitled.

Whatever.

Yeah, we're all done

for the day.

Gotta pack it all up.

Thanks for coming, guys.

How'd we do?

Not great.

$115 and change.

Tomorrow will be better.

We've got a bunch of furniture

in the den we can unload.

Mom...

Use the college money.

Please. This is crazy.

I might have to, baby.

Trudee, thanks again

for all you're doing for us.

My pleasure.

-Take this inside.

-Yeah.

What the hell?

What's the matter?

Uh, nothing.

Hi, yes, um, I have a question

about a transaction

that was done on march 7th.

The transfer, right,

I didn't do that.

I don't care that it came

from my ip address,

whatever that is.

I did not do that transfer.

Can you tell me

who it was transferred to?

The name on the account?

I'll need to talk

to your supervisor.

I'll call you back.

Mom, what's going on?

That's 39,500 for you...

39,500 for me,

split right down the middle.

To Peter.

To Pete.

There should've been more.

Well, you said that's all

she had in her account,

so that's it,

right, we're done.

I'm not done.

I want her house.

Yeah, how you gonna get

her house?

You know how.

The quitclaim thing.

You said you used to do it

all the time.

That was a while ago, all right?

Besides, you know how it works.

You hit 'em once,

you get out clean.

You never hit 'em twice.

-I'm hitting her twice.

-Trudee, let it go.

Let it go?

Dad, she kills your son,

and you're telling me

to let it go.

I'm not gonna let it go.

I'm going to burn that woman.

I'm going to take her house.

I'm going to take over her life.

I'm going to let her know

what it feels like

to lose everything.

-It's not worth it.

-It is to me!

After you left home...

After mom started tweaking...

Pete took care of me.

He protected me from her.

I'm doing this.

You with me or not?

How much equity

does Marcia have in her house?

What we know is this:

On the night of march 7th,

apparently somebody got

on your computer

and made a wire transfer

to a bank account belonging

to a Richard Breedlove.

He must've gotten up

in the middle of the night

when I was sleeping.

Starting the following morning,

for the next five days,

whoever it was started making

cash withdrawals

until the account

was liquidated.

Now, we have a photograph

of the person making

the withdrawals,

but as you can see,

he managed to conceal

his face pretty well.

That's Rick!

That's Rick Breedlove.

No, it's somebody,

but it's not Rick Breedlove.

Rick Breedlove is

a fictitious name.

The account was

entirely fraudulent.

Are you saying there's no way

to recover my money?

I'm saying that the man

in this photograph is a ghost.

Okay, he's a con artist.

We have no idea who he is

or how to find him.

So, yes, Ms. Clattenburg,

I'm afraid that your money

is gone for good.

And in the future,

I would suggest

keeping your passwords

in a secure lockbox

and changing them frequently.

Well, aren't you a lot of help?

What do you expect us to do?

I don't know, you're the cop.

Do your job, I guess.

I'm a homicide detective, ma'am.

I don't usually handle

cases of bank fraud.

The only reason I'm here is

to see if there's a connection

to the man who fell

down your stairs.

Well, is there?

At this point, we can't tell.

Great.

Thanks for your time.

Look, if I find

any more information,

I'll reach out to you.

It's my fault.

What? No, it's not.

I told Rick,

or whatever his name is,

that you had saved up money

for my college.

A lot of parents

have college savings

for their children, honey.

That's not unusual.

Yeah, but if I would've kept

my mouth shut,

he wouldn't have known

about the account.

You heard what the cop said.

He was a con artist.

He probably did his homework

and knew the name

of my first pet

when I was a child.

This is not your fault,

all right?

This is entirely on me.

You were right.

I should have never slept

with him.

I'll get a job.

I can work for a couple years

and I can save up,

and I can put myself

through school.

Yeah, but...

You shouldn't have to.

I worked hard

and saved for 18 years

so that you could have

the chance to go

to the college of your dreams,

and then I ruined it all

by bringing that son of a bitch

into our house.

Mom, it's okay.

I can't believe I did this

to my baby.

You don't deserve this.

You work hard at school.

You helped me

with the garage sales,

the other night

you made me dinner.

Find me one daughter

that would do

the same thing

for her mother.

And what do I do?

I let this guy into our house,

steal your whole future...

-What about this?

-No.

-No? It's just two dollars.

-I'm not interested.

Okay, well, you said

you love things from the '70s.

I have a lot of things

from the '70s right...

You're leaving?

Oh, well, thanks for coming.

Marcia, may I have a word

with you please?

Evelyn, I know what

you're gonna say...

This is the fifth weekend

in a row

you've held this yard sale.

I'm shutting it down.

Folks, this sale is over.

You can go home now.

Please, please don't do this.

You're running

a commercial business

in a residential zone.

You worked at a law firm.

You know exactly

what you're doing.

This is a cease and desist order

from the HOA board.

And this is a small fine

in case you think

we weren't serious.

What?

I can't afford this.

You have 48 hours

to clean all this up

and make payment.

If you fail to comply,

we will fine you

another three months,

every month, until you do.

Please, Evelyn, this is

my only source of income.

My bank account got hacked.

I'm completely broke.

I have nothing

except for these garage sales.

You had a good job,

and you quit.

Why?

Because you didn't like it?

Well, a lot of us

have to do things

we don't like to do.

You have 48 hours.

Thanks.

That was worth $300.

You're paying for that!

Whoops.

You bitch!

You leave my mother alone,

you hear me,

or I swear to god,

I'll kill you!

Enough!

Could you please

not record this?

Inside now.

Good morning, detective.

Did you find the guy?

-The guy?

-Who stole my money.

Oh, no, this is about

something else entirely.

May we come in?

Sure.

Mind if my associates

have a look around?

Be my guest.

Pretty much everything here

is for sale,

if you guys want anything.

Marcia, where were you between

the hours of 1 and 4 A.M.?

I was here, at home, why?

What about you, Candice?

-Were you here too?

-I was here.

And were you both awake

during that time?

-No, we were sleeping.

-If you were sleeping,

Ms. Clattenburg,

how can you be certain

that your daughter

was in the house with you?

She could've left the house

in the middle of the night

and you wouldn't have known,

right?

Okay, you're starting

to scare me.

Why are you asking

all these questions?

Evelyn Rogers was found murdered

in her home this morning.

-What?!

-Less than eight hours earlier,

this video was recorded

by one of your neighbors.

That was...That was worth $300.

You're paying for that!

You bitch!

Leave my mother alone,

you hear me,

or I'll kill you,

I swear to god, I'll kill you!

Stop it, enough.

Could you please

not record this?

Am I a suspect?

Candice, don't say anything.

Ms. Rogers was stabbed

multiple times

with this pair of scissors.

Now, we've managed to decipher

a set of fingerprints

on the murder weapon,

and with your permission,

I'd like to run

both of your biometrics.

-Mom, what the hell is going on?

-Shh.

We're not doing anything

without a lawyer present.

Look, this video alone

is probable cause,

which means that I can

legally arrest you both,

take you down to the station,

and run your biometrics there,

or we can do it here,

right now,

rule out a match.

It's up to you.

Okay, let's do it now.

Place your index finger

on the scanner.

Middle finger.

Ring.

Pinkie.

And thumb.

All clear. Not a match.

Candice.

It's okay.

What's taking so long?

Slow Internet.

We have a match.

-What?

-Candice clattenburg,

you're under arrest

for the murder of Evelyn Rogers.

No, no, baby, baby, don't!

No, no, let me go, let me go!

-Hey, hey, hey!

-Mom!

You don't have to be so rough

with her, all right?

Don't say anything, okay?

Just do exactly

what they tell you, okay?

-We'll figure this out.

-If you cannot afford

an attorney,

one will be provided for you.

Mom, please don't let them

do this to me.

I'll get you out, okay?

-I will get you out, all right?

-Do you understand the rights

that I have just explained

to you?

With these rights in mind,

do you wish to speak to us now?

No, no, no. No.

I know we're all friends,

Marcia,

and everyone at the firm

is on your side,

but we can't do

this whole thing pro Bono.

I know that.

Mounting this defense is

gonna cost you some money.

-What kind of money?

-Like...

You-should-think-about-selling-

your-house kind of money.

Cream, sugar?

-My daughter didn't kill her.

-All right, then.

Who did?

We have to make a case

that somebody else

might've done this.

Well... what about

that Rick guy,

or whatever his name is?

What about him?

He's a con artist.

He's after fast money.

Why would he kill

the woman at your HOA?

Look, Marcia,

the Da is gonna throw everything

at Candice.

They've got motive,

they've got her fingerprints

on the murder weapon,

and they found Evelyn's blood

on your side gate

and at the back door

of your house.

They're gonna say

Candice grabbed the scissors

from her bedroom,

snuck out of the house,

went over to Evelyn's,

and stabbed her.

And when she snuck back

into the house,

she left a blood trail.

She's a straight-a student.

She's the editor

of her school news website.

She's never been in trouble

before, for anything!

She threatened to murder

the woman, on camera.

So she had one outburst

with the HOA lady.

Does that mean she's a murderer?

Neighbors say this isn't

the first time she screamed

at Evelyn Rogers.

Candice has a temper.

It's a part of who she is.

Part of who she is?

I didn't wanna be

the one to tell you this,

but as your lawyer, it's my job

to be straight with you.

They're gonna bring up the fact

that Candice was a foster child

and her birth parents

were both trouble-makers.

Her father died in prison

serving time for manslaughter,

and her mother was arrested for

assaulting her heroin dealer.

-I know all that.

-They're gonna say

that this type

of violent behavior

is in Candice's DNA.

Do you believe it's in her DNA?

Doesn't matter what I believe.

It's about what we can prove.

And right now, the proof

is on their side.

So basically you're saying

we can't win this case.

Before we even start it.

It would be her first offense.

She'll be eligible for parole

in 25 years, maybe 20

if we're lucky.

Lucky?

-Hi.

I know what you're thinking,

but I'm okay.

The food in here

is better than I expected.

Um, so, what did the lawyer say?

Well, they said

that they were putting it

all together,

-and, um...

-Don't candy-coat it.

What did they say?

I'm gonna fight this.

What did they say?

Said it doesn't look so good.

Somebody framed me, mom.

Who would do that?

Why would anybody do that?

I don't know, but I swear

to you, I didn't kill her.

Why are you looking at me

that way?

There's just so much evidence,

Candice...

You believe I did it?

No, I didn't say that.

-But you do.

-No, I don't!

I don't know how

to explain this.

I don't know what to say

to defend you.

You think I'm just like

my parents, don't you?

Please don't accuse me of that.

I love you.

Like I've never loved anybody.

I'm gonna get you outta there.

You should, uh, talk

to Evelyn's neighbors

and ask them

if they saw anything

the night she was murdered.

What?

That's exactly

what my baby girl would do.

You're the news reporter

of the family.

And you're so brave.

I gotta figure out a way

to pay for these lawyers.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna clean up the house

and we're gonna sell it.

While you're at it, can you sell

all the junk

that's inside the house?

I miss you.

You can't sell the house

in this condition.

I know.

-I need to...

-You need to get rid

of all this stuff.

Sell it, throw it away,

whatever.

It's gonna take some time.

I need to go through everything.

Okay, then how much time

do you need?

Like...

Two months?

The only problem is

I don't have any money

to pay for the mortgage

for the next two months.

What if I paid your mortgage

for the next two months?

Oh, trudee,

I can't ask you to do that.

You're not asking.

I'm offering.

Are you serious?

Why would you want to do that?

I'm in the process of

moving out of my place anyway.

I could stay here

for a couple of months,

till you get back

on your feet.

Is that okay?

Sure.

Here's for this month.

That should cover the mortgage

and the utilities.

I'm gonna pay you back.

Let's just get this place

cleaned up and ready to sell.

What are you doing?!

Trudee, what...

What are you doing?

I thought I'd get rid

of a few things.

You can't just throw those away!

This is worth $30!

And this was my uncle's

when he was in Vietnam.

-I...

-Marcia, Marcia,

you don't need these things.

Yes, I do.

Do you need them

or do you want them?

Throw them away.

-I can't.

-You can do it.

Good! More.

Good.

Now all of it.

No, no, not Isabella.

I can't! She was my mother's.

She was mine when I was a child,

and now she belongs to Candice.

I can't throw her away!

You need to clean up this house

and sell it

so you can pay those lawyers.

Candice doesn't need

a baby doll anymore.

She needs her mother

to mount a good defense.

Missed a spot.

Where?

There.

Here?

That's, uh...

It's a stain from the, uh...

From the what?

-It's from the...

-From the day

you killed that guy

who came into your house?

I didn't kill him.

He fell.

Oh, right.

I thought you pushed him.

My mistake.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I remember now.

That man,

he went into your house.

Is there anyone in your life?

There was...

Until this woman

took him away from me.

One day, he went to her house

and... suddenly I was all alone.

I hate her.

I blame her entirely.

I didn't kill him.

He fell.

Oh, right.

I thought you pushed him.

These are a little runny.

I usually like them

a little more well-done.

-Sorry.

-That's okay, now you know.

Oh, hey, I, uh, found

this new floor cleaner online.

It says it removes blood stains

from hardwood.

Hmm, that's good.

What you said yesterday

got me thinking.

What did I say?

That you thought I pushed him.

I never told anybody this,

but...

You know how they say

that... time slows down

when you're in

a life-and-death situation?

Yeah.

There was a... split second

when his feet started slipping

on the necklace

that I thought,

"this guy's gonna fall.

Should I catch him?"

And the truth is,

I didn't really... try

to catch him.

I could've,

but instead I just...

Let him go.

-You know?

-Mm-hmm.

Frankly, I'm glad he fell.

I am glad he snapped his neck.

I mean, the guy comes

into my house,

goes right into my bedroom,

robs me.

I mean, he could've raped me,

or Candice.

He could've killed us both.

You never know

with these scumbags.

He deserved to die,

don't you think?

I mean, don't you think so,

trudee?

That he had it coming?

Excuse me.

I wanna do this now,

I wanna do this tonight.

She's pissing me off,

I'm sick of her!

When can you meet?

What do you mean

you want to talk first?

All right, fine.

You wanna talk in person,

we can do that.

Meet me at my place.

I'm on my way there now.

Come on, come on!

Come on, come on, come on.

-So what's wrong with our deal?

-It's not fair.

-How is it not fair?

-I'm the one taking the risk.

You're taking the risk?

What about me?

Well, I'm the one

who made the fake ids

and got the money

out of the banks.

I could've been busted

every time I walked in.

Yeah, but you weren't,

because I cased 'em out

ahead of time.

I planned it all out!

I told you where

the cameras were.

What about the HOA lady,

was that part of the plan, huh?

You didn't have to chop her up.

The daughter's in jail,

isn't she?

-It was perfect.

-No, it was sloppy.

You know, if you really wanted

to have a say

in how I run my operation,

then you should've been around

a little more often.

And what's that

supposed to mean?

It means you took off, dad,

for years, and when you do that,

you forfeit your right

to tell me how to run my life.

I'm not telling you

how to run your life.

-Sure sounds like it.

-All I'm saying is that

you got a little cocky

and you pushed things too far.

You want to be a success

in this business?

You don't go leaving dead bodies

all over the place!

Who says?

What, is there some rulebook

in some library somewhere

with all kinds of helpful hints

on how to do this kind of thing?

It's common sense, trudee.

Don't be a frickin' moron!

Are you trying

to blow this, huh?

-Do you want to end up in jail?

-No.

What is it, amateur hour?

I taught you better than that.

And it wasn't part of our deal.

Yo!

Our deal?

Sorry, but this was my gig

from the get-go.

I just brought you in on this,

dad, and you know it.

I want 70 percent.

-You're crazy.

-Well, you can't get her house

without my help and you know it,

so why don't you call me

when you get a clue, huh?

You don't have to get

all sensitive on me.

-No!

-No, no, no.

Damn it, she heard.

She not only heard it,

she probably recorded it.

Bitch.

We have to do this now.

50/50.

Fine.

-You bring the papers?

-In my bag.

Hey, stop it!

Stop it.

You're gonna sign

your house over to me,

your favorite roommate.

You're not gonna get away

with this.

You need a notary.

He's a notary.

He'll make sure it's all legal.

My day job.

-Now sign it.

-Go to hell.

Sign it, we let you go.

All right, I did it,

now let me go.

-Tie her up.

-Let me go!

-Tie her up!

-No.

No, no, no. No, no, no.

Help!

What are you doing?

We're gonna cut her up

into little pieces

and flush it down the toilet.

It's gonna look like

she had a nervous breakdown

and disappeared.

With her daughter in jail,

she couldn't handle

the pressure,

so she signed her house over

to her good friend trudee

and took off.

No, we're done with her,

all right?

We're not gonna kill her.

Yes, we are. She'll talk.

No, she won't talk because

we're gonna keep her locked up

until the house gets liquidated

and we get the cash.

Then we split town.

By that time, it won't matter

what she says to anybody.

Okay, we already planned this.

Listen to me.

We do not have to kill her.

We kill her if I say so.

How did you...

Live stream.

Candice taught me.

Everyone was watching, trudee.

It's over.

Hey, guys, big shout-out

to those of you who watched

my mom's livestream broadcast

and called the cops.

Thank you. And get this:

Because of what my mom

captured on video,

they let me out of jail!

The cops arrested trudee

and her dad, and it looks like

they'll be both going away

for a very, very long time.

-We did it.

-You did it.

Real good news is that my mom

got the house cleaned up

all by herself.

Can you believe it?

I mean, look at this place!

I think she's finally beat

the clutter-bug disease.

And from this moment forward,

mom and I are going

full-on feng shui

and we're gonna bring a ton of

positive energy into our lives.

So, that's all the good news

for now.

This is Candice clattenburg

reporting live from...

Home.

Got something for you.

What?

Oh my god, you rescued Isabella?

There's no way

I was letting her go.

Oh my god, thank you, mom.

We should celebrate.

What do you wanna do?

Wanna go to the swap meet?

No!

Garage Sale Killer (2022) - full transcript