Marla Mae (2018) - full transcript

When a girl goes to get an IUD implanted by a distant relative, he commits a deranged act which has deadly implications for those close to her.

Big tippers?

- Not really.

- Lemme see.

Fourteen on forty seems like
a pretty good tip to me.

- Nice.

- What?

No, it was four.

- No.

It's fourteen.

- You did that.

That wasn't there before either.



I'm not gonna take it,
I don't wanna get in trouble.

- You're not gonna
get in any trouble,

'cause you didn't do anything.

- Okay,
you're the boss I guess.

- Yeah, I'll see ya tomorrow.

- Later girl.

You almost done?

I wanna go home.

Um, I asked for that off.

- What?
When?

- Last week.

I have an appointment that
day, at noon.

- That work?

- Can you pick me up?



- Yeah, course.

- I dunno how long it's
gonna take, but I could

call you when it's over
if you don't wanna wait.

- Where's the appointment?

- At the women's clinic.

- Getting' tested?

- Ha-ha.

No, my uh friend who works there
is hooking me up with an IUD.

- Hooking you up?

- Yeah, he said he can
sneak me a free one.

- He?

- Oh my gawd.

Okay, he's more of
my brother's friend.

He's a doctor now.

And I ran into him,
here actually, and...

I asked as a joke but
he said he could do it.

They last for like twelve years.

- Okay.

So some guy you kinda know is
giving you an IUD for free?

- Well, when you say it
like that it sounds bad.

But Jake, he's a doctor,
he's just doing me a favor.

- Okay.

- I'll just pick you up.

- Thank you.

- Sorry.

- It's Okay.

Pick me up tomorrow?

Come in.

- Hey kiddo.

- Hey, Doc.

How are you?

- Doing' good. You?

- I'm good.

Hey, thanks for doing this,
I've wanted one for a while.

- It's no big deal.

Nobody will miss the equipment.

You want me to do a pap
while I'm down there?

I got a buddy who works in the
lab, won't cost ya anything.

- Wow.

Who knew having a doctor in the
family would be so beneficial?

- I like that you still
consider me family.

It's uh...

It's been a while.

- Yeah, it has...

- Alright, let's get your feet
up here in these stirrups.

Go ahead and lie back...

This is gonna
pinch a little bit.

- Yeah, I know...

Thanks for the warning.

- So...

How's Todd doing' these days?

- Um, he's good.

He's in full-on
parent mode so...

we really don't
have much in common.

- That's what tends to
happen...

especially if you
wanna be a good parent.

- I'm afraid to ask...

How's your mom?

- Honestly?

The same.

She checked in last year.

All she wanted me to do
was write her a 'script.

- Wow.

That's horrible.

I'm sorry.

- It's really not
that big a deal.

She's nothing if not consistent.

- So...

You're still dating that
girl, Jenna, right?

- No.

I'd rather not talk about her
right now if that's alright.

It uh...

It ended badly.

- Sorry.

- Okay...

This is probably
gonna cause some cramping.

- Okay.

- Cramping and bleeding is
normal for the next two weeks.

Clots larger than a golf
ball are not normal.

Let's get you outta
these stirrups alright?

Call me if you
have any questions.

Or even if you don't.

I'd love to catch up.

- Yeah, you too.

- Sorry to be so brief
but, uh...

I squeezed you in between a
couple other appointments.

- Thank you.

- Well, we'll see ya.

- Bye, Doc.

Hey, this is Jake.

Leave me a message and
I might call ya back.

- Jake, you said you
were gonna pick me up.

It's almost two.

I have really bad cramps
and now I'm gonna be late.

Okay.

Call me, whatever.

- Your ride late?

- Late would imply that
he's coming at all...

- Yeah.

I'm Jules by the way...

And you are?

- I'm Marla.

- You want a ride Marla?

- If you don't mind.
I'm headed south.

- Cool, us too.
Get in.

So where are we taking you?

- The Valley.

- Do you like it there?

I've heard the
food's really good.

- Yeah, it's good.

I make really good money, so...

- Are you guys hiring?

- Uh, I dunno...

maybe.

Thanks for the ride.

- Wait, gimme your number.

I'll text you when
I'm gonna apply.

- Shit.

You coming over tonight?

- Yeah.

I can drive ya if you wanna
wait up a couple minutes.

I don't think you should
walk this late.

Especially after
seeing this crap.

Our top story this evening,
the search for local college

sophomore, Caitlyn
Phillips, continues.

Caitlyn was reported missing by
her roommates last night after

not seeing her for several days.

So she could potentially
have been missing

for up to three days now.

Authorities worry that
Caitlyn's disappearance may be

related to the string of missing
young women thought to be the

work of a single unknown rapist.

Of the five cases in the area
so far

four bodies have
been discovered.

Now, the woman who
would've been the third victim

managed to escape.

And while authorities
weren't able to uncover

any DNA evidence...

she was able to give a
description of her attacker...

- You feeling' alright?

- Not really, I have cramps.

- They didn't
give you any meds?

Still recovering
from the incident...

described her
attacker as a heavily

tattooed, bearded,
white male in his 30's.

About 5'11", medium build.

Local authorities a statement
that this individual appears

to be targeting women in
their 20's...

Where'd ya get those?
And are advising...

- My buddy was getting
rid of some stuff.

Thought it might come in handy.

Especially after dark.

- Sorry Mar...
It'll kick in soon.

- Mmm, thanks Jakey.

It's alright.

- Is it supposed
to hurt this bad?

- I dunno.

He was in a hurry but he
said cramps are normal.

- Why didn't he
prescribe you anything?

- I don't know, Jake.

He probably couldn't
do it under the table.

- So, how was the appointment?

Other than the cramps and your

boyfriend forgetting
to pick you up.

- It was okay.

I mean it's never fun to go to
the women's clinic but...

It was good to see Doc.

I think we're gonna go and
get coffee or something soon.

- Why?

- Uh, to catch up.

Is that okay?

- Not really.

- Well I wasn't actually
asking your permission.

- It's just a little weird.

I've never even heard of this
guy...

and then out of nowhere

he's giving you a
free pap smear...

and you guys are hanging out?

Jake, calm down, we are not
"hanging out".

He's basically my brother.

- Would you let your
brother give you a pap smear?

- Uh no, my brother's
not a gynecologist.

And he's not my brother,
he's like a brother.

- Yeah,
I see the difference now.

- Doc grew up with us.

Him and my brother Todd were
best friends until college.

He still calls me kiddo.

Doc had it really
shitty growing up.

His dad split...

if he even had a dad,
and his mom was a total whore.

No, like an actual prostitute.

She used to spend all
of their money on drugs.

And, Doc went to college and
became a doctor without any help

And he's practically
family so it's

not weird if he
wants to hangout.

- Okay.

- Sorry if it makes
you uncomfortable.

- I'll get over it.

Sorry I overreacted.

- It's okay.

- None of your
fucking business!

- Who the fuck is Tony?

Jules!

- Hey girl.

- Hey.

Do you work here now?

Nice.

Jules, Jake, Jake this is Jules.

He's my boyfriend.

It's slow so we can just
roll silverware for now.

- Your boyfriend drop you off?

- Sorry...
he's not socialized yet.

- I don't think
any of them are.

Jules!

- He's the worst.

I'll be right back.

I fucking...

- I'm sick of you
reading my messages.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

- I'm not driving
your ass if you're

gonna be texting Tony all day.

- It's none of your business,
it's not like it matters...

- Hey, is that the dude?
I'm gonna fucking slap you.

- You just have to interrupt
everything in the fucking world.

Why do you have to be
such a fucking asshole?

Just stop!

- Shut... the... fuck up!

- Curtis,
you're being such a dick!

- Hey!

Is there a problem here?

- I'm fine.

Curtis, I have to go to work.

I'm really sorry about that.

That was unprofessional.

- Don't be.

You didn't do anything.

- How'd you do?

- Well.

Good I guess, for a first night.

- Is it gonna be bad
when he picks you up?

- Yeah, probably.

I really wanna get
my own place...

Isn't it fucked up that I can't
afford to break up with my

fucking asshole boyfriend?

- Maybe you don't
wanna do this... but...

I live down the street,
you can crash on my couch.

- Really?

- Yeah,
stay as long as you need.

- I had fun.

See ya tomorrow?

- Yeah, for sure.

Good luck.

- Cramps still?

- Thanks.

- You just keep these?

- Thanks.

- Hey, can you get that?

- What?

- The phone.

Hello?

Shit... why?

Where are you?

No, I'm just gonna come get you.

Sure.

Okay.

That was your friend
we just hired.

- Where is she?

- Can you handle this?

She just got dumped a
couple miles down the road,

I'm gonna go get her.

- Okay.

Hurry.

Uh...

Living room.

That's your bed for now.

Alright, bathroom...
um there should be some

clean towels...

in one of those cabinets.

Kitchen...
you can eat anything you want.

And let me just grab
you a blanket...

Uh... I think you're set.

- Thanks.

Seriously I owe you big time.

Both of you.

- No worries,
I hope you like it here.

Wake me up if you need to talk.

God,
I hope she stays away from him.

- She seems smart enough.

That never seems to matter.

I guess we'll just have to see.

- You know...

watching you take care of
business was kind of hot.

- Really?

- You're a good person.

I like that.

It's sexy.

Ow... Ow!

Mm, what are you doing?

Getting a condom.

- Never mind?

- We don't need one anymore.

Remember?

Shh, Jake.

Shh.

Jake?

What's wrong?

Shh, Jake, shh.

Are you okay?

Jake, are you okay?

Jake!

Stop...

Jake!

Oh my God, oh my God, no, Jake.

God!

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

No.

Stop.

Jake.

No!

Please!

- Oh my God.

- Do something.

Call someone.

Call someone.

- Hello,
I'm calling for Marla Mae.

This is Detective Wirtz,
I've been assigned to

the Jake Reynolds case.

I'm just looking through the
witness statements and have...

some followup questions for you.

Please give me a call
back as soon as possible.

- Where's Mar?

I thought Jake
was working today.

- Yeah...

I called Ryan to
cover when I got here.

Jake's not coming.

- So, where are they?

- Marla's at home.

Jake...

Jake died.

- That's a good one.

But seriously,
when are they gonna get back?

- Jake's not coming back.

'Cause he died.

- Oh my God, he's dead?

When did he die?

- Last night.

- Last night?

Poor Marla.

How did it happen?

Were they in a car accident?

Was he sick?

'Cause he didn't
really seem sick.

Well how do you know then?

Okay...

Whatever.

Marla will tell me
when she gets back.

- Fourteen on forty seems
like a good tip to me.

You're a good person.

I like that.
You coming over tonight?

My buddy was
getting rid of some stuff.

Thought it might come in handy.

You're not gonna
get in any trouble.

I don't think
you should walk this late.

Just keep this.

- Hi, this is Detective
Wirtz for Marla again.

I really need to speak to you

regarding the Jake
Reynolds case.

Please call me back
as soon as possible.

It's really urgent
that I talk to you.

Hey Mar.

I heard about Jake.

I can't believe it.

Are you okay?

I know you're really sad,
but you have to come back.

The new girl that's covering
all your shifts is so annoying.

Ugh! She acts like you
guys are best friends.

Anyway, call me back!

- Hey.

- Hey.

You got groceries.

- Think you can take
care of these for me?

I have more outside.

Who is that?

- I need to talk
to you miss Mae!

Let them in but give
me two seconds first.

- Where're you going?

- To work, but don't tell them.

- Can I help you?

- Uh... yes ma'am...
Detective Wirtz.

I need to speak
with miss Marla Mae.

- Sorry... she's not here.

And I actually
have to go to work.

- How do you know Jenna Merkin?

- I don't.

- Sorry, for asking you to lie.

- Don't be.

Technically you weren't
home, so I didn't really lie.

Look...
I dunno what happened to Jake.

I'm guessing they don't either.

But,
I know this wasn't your fault.

Jake was a good
person... so are you.

Are you really ready
to go back to work?

- Probably not.

- Okay... just be prepared.

Everyone's really curious.

I haven't said anything.

- Hey Mar.

- Authorities have made a
horrific discovery earlier today

at Miller Park, right
outside of Saxon County.

Josh Turner is there
with the details.

I'm here in Miller Park where
the body of apparently Caitlyn

Phillips was found in the bushes
right over there this morning.

Now the body believed to have
been dropped there overnight

because of the visibility
and traffic that this

park sees during the daytime...

police have
been out scouring the area

questioning dozens of passersby
looking for any details.

So far evidence seems scarce,
although one woman has come

forward with what she believes
may be the suspect in question.

A heavily tattooed man...

- Hanging in there?

Kathryn, Brian, back to you.

- Are you insane?

Put those away!

- I don't think
there's any left.

- Are you still cramping or
are you a drug addict now?

- I have cramps.

- Okay.
One sec.

Sedative...

Sedative...

Erectile dysfunction?

Why did Jake have
so many of these?

- He...
he got those from a friend.

- Okay.

Take this...

and don't take
these out at work again.

- Sorry.

- This just in, the composite
sketch of Caitlyn's alleged

attacker. Let's take a look.

Now, this might not be
an accurate picture of

the attacker...

but if you do see someone that
looks similar please use extreme

caution and please
call 911 immediately.

- Hey, table five's
been asking for you.

I think he knows
you, looks familiar.

- Hey kiddo.

- Hey Doc.

- I didn't think you'd
be working' tonight.

Heard what happened
to your boyfriend.

How you holding up?

What's wrong?

- Everything, obviously.

I feel like shit.

I still have really bad cramps.

I should probably just get this
thing taken out, it's not like

I'm gonna be using it anymore.

- I think...

getting it removed...

would be more painful...

than waiting it out.

Have you been sleeping?

- Not really.

Cops keep coming over.

- The police are harassing you?

Are you in trouble?

Marla, I don't think it's a
good idea to be talking

to the police.

- Don't worry, I'm not.

- You know, you can ask me for
help Mar...

anything you need.

- Thanks, but I'll be fine.

I have to get back to work.

- Just remember Mar,
we're practically family.

- I'll have that
right out for ya.

You did good today.

I know it was hard
being back there.

Hey, your friend from table
five, was he bothering you?

- I dunno.

Yeah, a little actually.

- Did he know about Jake?

I miss him.

- He's the doctor, from the
clinic where I met you.

- I know him from before
though, I've known him

since we were kids.

- Oh.

- What?

- It's nothing.

He just...

I dunno,
weirded me out at the clinic.

- He's always been
a little weird.

- At my appointment
he just like

really wanted me to get an IUD.

I just went in for testing...

I thought Curtis
was cheating on me.

I said I was on the
pill, it was fine.

But he like really
wanted me to get an IUD.

- Huh.

That is weird.

Maybe he just
really likes IUD's.

He gave me one for free.

That's the face Jake
made when he found out.

- He said all this stuff...

the pill isn't that
effective, an IUD

would be better.

Blah blah blah.

It was creepy.

I just remembered is all.

- Hey there,
what can I get for ya?

- Uh club soda please.

Are you Marla Mae?

- Maybe.

Who's asking?

- Detective Wirtz, OPD.

You've been quite difficult
to get a hold of lately.

Whatcha been up to?

Marla, I know this is your
second day back to work.

- So?

- Not strange,
considering recent events.

Seems to me though,
you've been avoiding me.

- Well, I'm here now.

What exactly do
you want from me?

- Your statement on the night
of the murder

wasn't much of a statement.

The... paramedics said
you were in shock, so I'd like

to take another statement
down for starters.

- Okay.

Are you gonna ask me something
or am I supposed to just talk?

- Tell me what happened on the
night of the seventeenth.

Start from the beginning.

- We had a really busy day.

After work Jake drove us home.

Jules sleeps on my couch now.

And... we went to bed.

- And then what happened?

- Did you two fight?

- No, we didn't fight.

We talked...

and we...

you know...

It was our first time
without a condom.

I... I don't know what
happened, how he died

I can't, I can't explain it.

- Well, try to explain.

- I can't.

- One more question and then
I'll let ya get back to work.

What is your relationship
to Jenna Merkin?

- I don't know who that is.

- Well miss Mae...
we'll be in touch.

Don't leave town
without advising us.

- Oh fuck.
- Stop.

- Oh fuck.

No. Oh...

- Holy shit.

What happened?

- Please don't call the police.

There was someone behind me and
he dragged me into the woods...

he tried to...

- What!
What does that mean?

- He tried to rape me.

- Tried?
You stopped him?

- He died.

Like Jake did.

- Are you sure he's dead?

- It was worse than last time.

- Did anyone see?

- I don't think so.

There really wasn't much to see.

- Well I'm glad you're okay.

Whatever's wrong with you
probably just saved your life.

- It was so bad,
I was so scared.

- I know, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

- I killed Jake.

And now this?

There's something wrong with me
and this IUD is making it worse.

I'm gonna have Doc take it out.

- What?

What is it?

- The cops came by work today.

They were asking about Jake...

and someone named Jenna.

- Jenna Merkin?

They asked me about her too.

- I told them that I didn't
know who she was... but I do.

She's Doc's ex-girlfriend.

- Hey kiddo!

Hi Mar.

How ya doing'?

- Where are you going?

- Home.

- Doc, I need you to
take this thing out.

- I thought we agreed it's
better to leave it in.

- No, I want it out now.

Please?

- You don't need a
medical procedure right now.

You need rest.

- Why won't you just help me?

- I can't.

- You can't?

Or you won't?

- Marla, I do care.

All of this is normal.

We can't have this discussion
while you're emotional.

Go home, get some sleep.

- Hi, Detective Wirtz?

This is Rita Gonzales
with the coroner's office.

I got the autopsy
report you requested

for a Jenna Merkin.

It does appear to have
marked similarities

to the Jacob Reynolds case.

However, due to the
lack of physical remains...

the report is inconclusive.

You can go ahead
and give me a call back at this

number if you have
any other questions.

Thanks a lot.

- Dammit.

- Whatcha doing'?

- Looking up Jenna Merkin.

I found her page...

She's dead.

- What?

She's dead?

- I don't know,
there's all this

memorial stuff on her profile.

In a relationship with
Winston "Doc" Lourdes.

He told me they broke up.

- So why have the police
been asking us about her?

They must think she
has something to do

with Jake's death.

How did she die?

- Suddenly, under extremely
rare circumstances.

Basically tells us nothing.

- That's weird.

Sometimes autopsies are under
public record, look it up.

- It's totally redacted.

Autopsy performed by
doctor Hank Chalmers.

I know that name.

He used to hang out with
Todd and Doc in high school.

I bet Doc has copies
of this stuff...

Hey Doc, it's me, Marla.

- Are you feeling better?

- Yeah, a lot better.

You were right,
I just needed some rest...

I uh,
I thought about what you said.

I need your help.

- I'm glad you called.

- Can I stay with
you for a while?

- I'd like that.

You need a ride?

- Okay.

- Pick you up in ten.

Okay, thanks.

- Bye kiddo.

- Well that was easy.

- He's coming now?

I wanna help.

- Are you sure?

Thanks for letting me stay here.

I really can't be at
my place right now.

- So sorry Marla.

I'm glad you're here.

Well, I'll show you your room
and let you get situated.

I was about to cook some dinner.
Are you hungry?

- A little.

- This is it, thanks.

- Hey.
That was fast.

- Okay, I'll look around.
You get back out there.

Try to keep him in
the kitchen okay?

- Okay.

Hey.

Can I help?

- Nope, just relax.

Are the police
still bugging' you?

- I dunno.

I guess, a detective came
into my work the other day.

- What'd you tell 'em?

- Nothing he
didn't already know.

I said I didn't
remember anything.

- Thatta girl.

Nothing good ever comes
from talking to the police.

- Ya got anything to drink?

- Course.

Beer and wine in the fridge,
glasses are in that cupboard.

Thanks.

- That... that's good.

I have to use the bathroom.

Shh!

It's me.

Did you find anything?

- He had Jenna's
autopsy changed.

There's all this stuff in her
file...

I think he invented
something and put it in her.

You must have it too.

The cops were asking us about
Jenna because she died almost

exactly the same way Jake did.

- Oh my God.

- I think she
tried to take it out herself...

and that's what killed her.

We need more time.

- Okay... time.

Okay, I got it.

Wait here.

Hey.

You said there's
sedatives in here right?

Show me which ones.

- Wait, what are we doing?

- Just give me the sedatives.

What is that?

- Erectile dysfunction.

- Take pictures of everything.

Can I getcha another one?

- Sure.

Is this what I think it is?

No judgment.

Do you have enough to share?

Ladies first.

- I'm okay.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

You find what
you're looking for?

Oh my God.

Motherfucker.

- Police! Open up!

Open the curtain and keep your
hands where I can see 'em.

Slowly.

- Rise and shine sweetheart.

Your girlfriend,
she's here to see you again.

You want me to tell
her anything for you?

Shoot, I'd tell her a thing
or two, let me tell you.

What?

You want me to just
tell her to fuck off?

Alright, I'll just tell
her to fuck off then...

Fuck it,
I'll tell her to fuck off.

Alright, get up, time to go.

I said get up.

If I have to come in there
and get you, so help me God.

Get up!

- This might
pinch a little bit.

- Yeah I know...
thanks for the warning.

- Alright, we'll be right back.

Well, we've taken a look and...

There's absolutely nothing to
remove. You don't have an IUD.

I'm sure that's not
what you wanted to hear.

Guard!