Psycho Stripper (2019) - full transcript

A week before her wedding, beautiful dance studio instructor Amber Clarke suddenly finds herself the obsession of Hunter, the brooding, sexy, exotic male dancer from her bachelorette party,...

Hey, Chatz, come back.

♪ Hey pretty lady... ♪

Ladies, hi.

Thank you very much

for the tips.

It was very generous of you.

Where are you going, Chatz?

Well, my real name's Boone,

but--

Just Boone.

So, Boone, where you go, I go.

-We go.

-No, shut up.

You'll get your eight seconds.

How about I call you girls

a, a Lyft?

-Yeah?

-No.

No!

I'm sorry, girls.

I gotta get home.

It's my girlfriend, so...

-Ew!

-Boo!

-Yuck.

-Have a good night, ladies.

Gross.

Really?

This is supposed to be about me.

♪ Let's go out ready ♪

What the...

♪ Don't give me that look ♪

♪ You shouldn't turn back ♪

♪ If you're starting over ♪

♪ Please

leave all the pain behind ♪

♪ Lower the yellow flag ♪

♪ Stop checkin' that boat ♪

♪ You are way too old ♪

♪ To become a roamer ♪

Mine first. Mine first.

Oh, you bought her a gift,

Mitchie. How sweet of you.

Of course, I did, I mean,

she is the only sweet bride

in a city

filled with bridezillas.

Aw, it's a gift certificate

to get my wedding dress

in preserved packaging

when the wedding's over.

Thank you, Mitchie.

That is so sweet of you.

You're welcome.

-What a great idea.

-Okay. Sit back down.

-Okay.

-I don't do sloppy sentiments.

Okay, and these are from us.

Uh, do I really wanna open these

in front

of all these other ladies?

-I don't know. Do you?

-Mm-mm.

I'll save 'em for later.

Thank you.

Your dad sent it,

said your mom gave it to him

before she passed.

Wanted him to wait

until your bridal shower

for you to have it.

Oh, Danielle...

Oh, my gosh, it's gorgeous!

We used to talk about my wedding

when I was little.

What I would wear,

when it would take place...

And now,

even though she won't be here,

the one thing I do know

for sure is that...

she would be so happy to know

that I'm surrounded

by such a wonderful family

on my big day.

So, thank you. Thank you all

for being here for me.

Girl, we love you.

I love you.

-It's beautiful.

-Oh, my gosh.

-I'll see you tonight.

-I cannot wait.

Hello, hello.

Nice. Fill it up, fill it up,

fill it up.

-Hey, mom. Hi, hello.

-He's here. Antoinette's here.

-How are you?

-Hi, good to see you.

-Good to see you too.

-Hi, sweetheart.

-Thank you very much.

-Mwah.

Hello. Hey, baby.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-Mm.

-Good. Fine.

-Okay.

-How'd we do?

I'd say we cleaned up all right.

Oh, yeah, the bridge-club ladies

did very well

by Miss Amber.

Nice. Anything, uh, sexy

in there for me?

Oh, don't you worry.

We got you covered, though.

But you're gonna wanna

open those when you get home

because we would've been banned

from the bridal shower

if she'd opened

Taryn's gift out here.

-Sounds perfect.

-Uh, no.

I don't understand

why you couldn't have waited

until whatever

little bachelorette thing

you're having tonight

to bring that kind of gift.

Oh, no, Margot. We couldn't.

I mean,

there is certainly no room

to carry a gift in the dress

I'm wearing tonight.

And we'll be picking you up

at 7 p.m. sharp, Ms. Clarke.

So don't be late.

-I won't, I won't.

-Come here.

-Smile.

-I'll see you tonight.

-You don't even know, girl.

-Bye. Oh.

Mm.

Okay. So...

What are the festivities

this evening?

Uh, no idea.

The girls wouldn't tell me.

Okay, it doesn't matter,

just you girls

behave yourself, hm?

I will.

I give you bride's word.

It's not the bride

that I'm worried about.

-Got everything?

-Yeah, I do. Okay.

-Come on.

-Yeah. Bye.

-Where're you going? Round two.

- Stop it.

Wow.

What you thinkin' about?

Uh, how are we gonna thank

the girls for those gifts?

-Owen?

-Yeah.

You haven't thought

about Meagan at all this week.

-Not once.

-Babe.

Meagan and I were never engaged.

-Yeah, but you got her a ring.

-I got her a ring.

-But I never gave it to her.

-You didn't have a chance to or?

Um, yeah, I, I did have a chance

to give it to her,

but... I didn't.

Things with Meagan were always

just so complicated.

I loved her, but not enough

to put a ring on it.

And not nearly as much

as I love you.

And not at all the same way

as I love you.

What we have is... so different.

-It's much deeper.

-Yeah.

You and I have been through

a lot the last couple of years.

You know, with your mom passing

and my whole thing with Meagan.

You think I'd be here right now

dying to marry you

if I wasn't over the moon

in love with you?

Over the moon in love with you.

-Seriously?

-I know. I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry. I love you.

-You good?

-Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Should be 300.

Uh-oh. Looks like someone's

about to rage tonight.

Please.

You know the closest thing

I ever get to raging is

one shot of tequila

and a lemon chaser.

Well, you might as well start

right now.

No, thank you.

Why don't you guys go out?

Do something fun tonight.

You do card night every week.

This isn't anything special.

Trust me, I know, but Owen

wants to stay home tonight.

In case you ladies

get a little too sloshed,

you got a sober driver

to pick you all up.

Yeah, your one beer

for the evening.

-Whoo!

-What's up, bitches?

Oh, wow.

Look at that dress!

I love it! Come here!

Yes. Get it.

-Yeah.

-Oh, stop that!

Let's put the sash on.

Okay. And then we're gonna...

- Hey, hey.

-Okay.

We-we have to go because

Philip's waiting outside for us.

-Okay.

-Yes, you ready?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Don't I, uh, get a hug too?

Or at least a "Hell, no"?

I made that mistake

one too many times

in my twenties.

Let's just stand back, soldier.

-There. Are you ready?

-I'm ready.

-Okay, let's go.

-Okay.

-We'll, we'll bring her back...

-I love you so much. I love you.

-Love you.

- Don't wait up.

We should follow them.

-There. Ooh. Ready?

-And here we go.

-A little step.

-Yeah.

And now a bigger step.

You got it. You got it.

-Good.

-Hey, where's...

Huh?

Is this the studio?

Surprise!

♪ Bitch ♪

-What?

-Oh, my God.

A little dance

in your dance studio.

-Glad you were free today.

-You're right.

Hi! Oh, my God!

♪ Oh I'm such a lady ♪

♪ But now I wanna get freaky ♪

♪ I'm feeling naughty ♪

♪ Ooh I just wanna be bad ♪

♪ Pass me my glass ♪

♪ Games of love tonight ♪

♪ You're not gonna

buy the rules ♪

♪ It's killing me ♪

♪ So hard to believe ♪

♪ I can feel the beat

It takes control of me ♪

♪ Just wanna dance with you ♪

♪ Hands down come screaming ♪

♪ She's a monster ♪

♪ I can't control her ♪

♪ Shake my hips ♪

♪ Feel the motion ♪

Okay, okay...

For the DJ.

Okay...

-Surprise for you.

-What? What?

Oh, you're just

gonna have to sit down.

What are you doing?

Come on, go on.

All right. Okay.

And just enjoy the show.

♪ Oh everybody... ♪

- Are you ready?

-I'm ready!

-Okay. Here is enough.

-Okay. Get it ready now.

Whoo!

Oh, come on, you...

Get it together. I need you

to be ready for this one.

-Ready? Whoo!

- Oh, my God.

-And five, six.

- Look at Mr...

♪ Don't you tell her goodbye ♪

♪ You didn't even try ♪

That's crazy!

♪ Oh and I want mine ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You're only smooth... ♪

♪ You don't know the crew ♪

♪ She doesn't look at you ♪

♪ And I got

just the thing to do ♪

Twerk it, twerk it!

♪ Just me and you ♪

♪ I know you're curious ♪

♪ And that makes two of us

We're both so curious ♪

Good evening, ladies.

♪ Come and kill it again ♪

♪ Kill it kill it

kill it again ♪

♪ Kill it

come and kill it again ♪

♪ Kill it kill it

kill it again ♪

♪ I know you're curious ♪

♪ And that makes two of us

We're both so curious ♪

♪ Get over curious

Come and kill it again ♪

♪ Kill it kill it

kill it again ♪

♪ Kill it

come and kill it again ♪

♪ Kill it kill it ♪

♪ Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪

♪ The way you smile

I can tell ♪

♪ You are under a spell ♪

♪ You speak... ♪

♪ And you can send some

to the world ♪

♪ Ooh oh

it's for show and tell ♪

♪ Let's quit

the scene of the crime ♪

I've got a big axe to grind with

the bride-to-be this evening.

Is that thing real?

Always use protection.

♪ Ooh I saw the light ♪

♪ And maybe stay the night ♪

♪ Oh babe

I know you're curious ♪

♪ And that makes two of us

We're both so curious ♪

♪ Get over curious

Come and kill it again ♪

♪ Get over here ♪

♪ Kill it again kill it ♪

♪ Come and kill it again ♪

♪ Kill it kill it

kill it again ♪

I can't believe

you guys hired strippers.

Owen is gonna kill me

after he kills the both of you.

Oh, wait, no.

This was Taryn's idea.

-I just signed up.

-Oh, come on.

You needed this, okay?

I mean, Margot's throwing you

the classiest royal wedding

any little princess

can ask for, okay?

You needed some fun

for your bachelorette, okay?

-Mm-hmm.

-Just saying.

And, look, the girls are having

the time of their life too.

Okay, fine. It actually has been

a ton of fun.

-Yeah.

-You're welcome.

-More champ.

-No, no, no.

I've already had

way more than I should.

Uh-uh-uh.

It's goin' right through me.

So I will be right back.

Okay, well, then, when you come

back, you'll get more.

-We killed this party.

-I'm so proud of us.

Yes. Cheers.

♪ Missed you over there ♪

♪ Acting like

you ain't got a care ♪

-Oh.

-Man.

-Sorry.

-Oh, no worries.

And I think we've already been

in way closer

quarters than this tonight.

I know. How embarrassing.

No, it's fine. Plus, you know, I

kinda thought you were adorable.

I've never seen a bride

blush so much.

Okay. I was a little

taken aback by the show.

-It was obviously a surprise.

-Oh, that's what our boss said.

"Go in and surprise the blonde

strapped to the chair."

You know, and since I kinda have

a thing for blondes,

I called dibs

on the bride-to-be.

But don't worry,

I always mind my manners

around a woman

with a wedding band.

I'm Hunter.

Amber.

And admittedly,

bachelorette party strippers

are a little

out of my comfort zone.

-I'm the boring one.

-Well...

Soon to be Mrs. Mathison,

I don't find you boring at all.

Your name is on the, uh,

"Kiss The Miss Goodbye"

poster thing.

Oh, yeah, right.

Oh, congratulations, by the way.

So, when's the big day?

Um, next Saturday, actually.

Wow. So soon.

-Everything in order?

-Ah, just about.

Yeah, I mean, I still

have to pick up my altered dress

and then we have the rehearsal,

but, yeah.

Yeah, it's all coming together.

-Well, what's your fiance do?

-He is... Thank you.

Uh, a project manager

at a tech and media firm,

specializing

in the entertainment industry.

Ooh. What kind of entertainment,

may I ask, huh?

Not that kind.

And what do you do?

Uh, I actually run this place.

You own this place?

Well, partly.

But someday it will be mine.

-You dance?

-I do.

Yeah. Yeah, I grew up dancing.

But now I teach and choreograph.

Actually,

my, my bridesmaid, Taryn

is also a choreographer

here too.

Very nice. That's another thing

we have in common.

Mm-hmm. No, no. I don't,

I don't do that kind of dance.

You know, I, I may have

just a bit of experience

beyond the exotic circle.

-Oh, yeah? Mm-hmm.

-Oh, yeah.

Well, you're just gonna have

to get out there and prove it.

What are you doing? Come, dance.

-Okay. All right, all right.

-Come on.

♪ I can't hide

but I am trapped ♪

♪ Underneath the stars ♪

♪ Am I crazy? ♪

♪ So crazy

I could lose it all ♪

♪ Are you worth the fall? ♪

♪ I could be the first one

to tell you that it's bad ♪

♪ But in the best way a girl could ever have it all ♪

♪ Are you worth the fall? ♪

- Margot. Hi.

-No wonder I wasn't invited.

Ah, it's so lovely

of you to join us.

-You are looking gorgeous.

-Thank you, Taryn.

This is not a good look, Amber.

-Can I get you a drink or--

-No, I'm fine.

Could I have a minute, please?

Of course.

All the time you need.

Right here in your studio,

where just anybody in town,

the people that know us

could walk by

and see what's going on here?

It's, it's all harmless fun.

These guys

are actually really nice.

-Actually.

-I'm sure they are.

You must be

the groom's hot older sister.

-Hey. I'm Benji.

-Hi.

Ma'am, this is Amber's big night

and we were just having

a little bit of fun.

Is that what you call it?

Well, this young lady

is marrying my son in a week.

So I would suggest

that you undrape yourself

from around her neck.

Thank you.

This is all my fault.

Do not blame Amber at all.

Like, she just didn't know

anything about it, it's all--

I'm a 100% not surprised

this is your idea, Taryn.

Guys, let's just, let's just

call it a night, okay?

Good idea.

Oh.

We're calling that the evening.

Okay?

That's the evening.

Now, everybody? Let's...

Gentlemen, thank you so much

for your efforts.

I'm sure you're wonderful,

why don't we

find our clothes and our helmet?

Okay, nice meeting you.

Bye, gentlemen.

Everybody, thanks for coming.

You don't have to go home,

but you can't stay here.

See you ladies Monday. Behave.

-Looking forward to it.

-Can't wait.

Oh, God. Now what?

Ugh...

-Hey, Margot. Your phone.

-Oh.

-Oh, thank you.

-Oh, my God!

-What happened?

-I don't know.

Looks like something ripped

right through the damn thing.

Maybe you got a nail in it?

Does that look like a nail tear

to you?

Uh, guess not.

Well, hey. Pop your trunk.

I'll, I'll change it for you.

You know how to change a tire?

Hunter.

-Hi.

- Geez.

-Car trouble?

-What...

What are you still doing here?

My Lyft was cancelled.

Why didn't you leave

with the other dancers?

They live east. I'm west.

Here, let me help you with this.

No, no, no. We've got it,

young man. We're fine.

No, really. I insist.

-Is everything okay?

-Yeah. Margot got a flat.

And Hunter stayed to help.

-Aw, how sweet!

-And sexy too.

Thank you, Hunter.

Of course.

Anything for the blushing bride.

-Hi.

-Hey, you.

-Did you have fun tonight? Mm.

-Mm.

-I did.

-Yeah?

How was your night?

It was great.

Kicked everyone's ass

in blackjack.

Dad was a sore loser.

Pretty usual.

So what'd you guys do?

Uh, it was actually

at the studio.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Danielle and Taryn

hired these dancers

who showed up unannounced

and then your mother

showed up unannounced.

I guess Mitchie told her

where we were.

It was a whole to-do after that.

What do you mean dancers?

Why, isn't half

your bridal party made up

of professional dancers?

No, like, male dancers.

-You mean, like, exotic dancers?

-Yeah.

Were any of them as sexy as me?

-No.

-No?

Mm-mm.

-Any of them have my moves?

-Okay.

-Were they able to do, uh, this?

-Okay.

-Owen, stop.

-Were they able to do this?

-I'm so tired. That's enough.

-Tired from what?

Getting lap dances all night?

Is that why?

Let me go over last week.

And five, six, seven, eight...

Good morning.

Hunter! Uh, did you forget

something or...

Nope, just here

to sign up for dance class.

You,

you wanna sign up for dance?

I thought you already trained.

Uh, I mean, I already know

how to dance like that.

-Not like that.

-You wanna take my ballet class?

Yeah.

Guys like you

don't really take ballet,

especially, intermediate.

Guys like me?

Wait, you mean, like, strippers?

No. No, I mean, like,

guys with your build.

Okay, I really don't think

you should discriminate against

a willing-to-pay student simply

because he lifts weights.

Fine. Um, okay.

So fill these out

and sign the bottom.

You can have a seat over there

and my next class starts

in about ten minutes.

-Thanks.

-Okay.

All right! Great job,

everybody. Awesome.

Okay, I will see you all

next week.

Oh, he's back.

Are you here to sign up for some

dance classes or just see me?

I'm gonna try

Amber's ballet class.

Really,

I would've thought for sure

you were more

of a hip-hop kind of guy,

especially

with your background.

Well, I'm actually trained

in jazz, hip-hop,

salsa, ballroom, you name it.

Is that so?

Well, then, I really don't know

whether to be jealous

or flattered.

Why would you be either?

Well, jealous

because Amber gets to see you

in her class every day

or flattered

because in a last-ditch effort

to get closer to me,

you signed up

to her classes instead.

I guess we'll just see

which one lands first.

Believe it or not,

that's how she flirts.

She just can't help herself.

Well, then, you'll just have

to help me show her

that I have more to offer

than putting out fires.

All right.

Let's get you changed.

Come on, fearless fireman.

Very nice.

Hm. Lengthen your torso

just a little bit.

Shoulders up, just a touch.

So you have had some ballet.

Ah, just a little beginner's

class a really long time ago.

Hm, well, you still need

to strengthen your core,

so just pull a little harder

at the hips?

Okay? Well, plie.

And passe.

Okay. Now watch yourself.

Plie.

And passe.

Thank you.

Oh, sorry.

Not bad,

show-off.

All right, let's move on.

Oh, hey there. I saw you

out there on the floor.

Not bad, Mr. McConnell.

-Well, thank you, Miss...

-Belle.

Like, like a wedding bell?

I mean, I wouldn't know,

I haven't had a relationship

longer than three months,

like, ever.

-No? Why not?

-Well, 'cause all men are evil.

I mean, no offense.

Well, well, you think I'm evil?

I think you have the potential.

Oh, that's right. Amber told me

this is how you flirt.

Oh, no. I mean, if I was

flirting... you would know.

Noted.

Well, I will see you around.

Ms. Belle Of The Ballroom.

See ya.

Hey, uh, can you hand me

my wedding book?

Uh, sure. Where did you put it?

-Mm. I don't know.

-I'm not seeing it.

Uh, I must've left it at home.

This morning was a blur.

Oh, girl.

This whole weekend was a blur.

I know. Okay, I will see you

around 5:00 at my place?

-Yes. I can't wait to see it!

-Yeah.

Oh.

I give to you the beautiful

future Mrs. Mathison.

Oh, you look gorgeous!

Absolutely flawless, love.

Uh, kudos, Mitchie.

Do you like it?

I do. It's lovely.

Excuse me.

-Oh, uh... Go, go, go, go.

-I got this.

Babe.

Hey.

Hey.

I bet she's looking down on how

beautiful you are right now.

And she'll be there

on your wedding day too.

I know. I just...

I just wish

I could hear her voice.

Oh, well,

she'd totally be like...

"Amber,

you have never been

more beautiful

than in this moment right now.

But what are we gonna do

with this hair sitch?"

What about your dad?

When does he get into town?

On Wednesday for the rehearsal,

hopefully.

That's if he can get away

from work that long.

Well, good, because you have

plenty of people

who are going to take

really good care of you

until he gets here.

Thanks, Dan.

Yeah.

-Uh, uh-oh, we're stuck.

-Oh. Oh, my God.

-Okay, okay.

-I can't.

-Go ahead and get it out.

-Oh, just turn around.

This dress

does not wanna get off you.

Oh.

Hey.

Ah, if I give this back to you,

you're not gonna lose it again,

are you?

Uh...

Where did you even find

where I live?

Oh. "Name, address..."

- And "Number." Right.

-Boom.

Well, thank you so much.

I would've been lost without it.

It has everything in here.

My wedding ideas, RSVPs,

their addresses.

No, I know, I looked

through the whole thing.

-Um...

- I'm kidding.

-Weddings terrify me.

-Why?

Do you know how many crazy

brides-to-be I've encountered?

-What makes you think I'm crazy?

- Oh, no.

To the contrary,

I think you're exceptional.

Yeah, well, thank you.

That's nice.

Um, I will see you in class

tomorrow?

I wouldn't miss it.

Okay, then.

Goodnight.

Who was that?

Um, I dropped our wedding book

at the studio

and one of my students found it

and brought it back to me.

Lucky. That was nice of them.

-You ready to eat?

-Mm-hmm.

Evenin', ladies.

I didn't see you in there.

I would've noticed you.

Well, I didn't see you in there

either.

My name's Sherry,

but you can call me Baby.

What's your name?

Jenny.

Wanna grab a nightcap, Jenny?

I've got a whole lotta dollar

bills burning a hole

in my pocket right now.

Okay, sure.

Goodnight.

Hi.

I still owed you

for the classes.

Well, thank you.

But, uh, how many of those

came from your pants?

None of them.

Thank you very much.

Well, then, I'll take it.

Uh, what's this?

Just a little wedding gift

for you.

Oh.

I have a friend who used it

in his wedding.

Took a bunch of photos

of him and his girlfriend

from their computers and then

displayed it at the front table

at the reception, you know...

Maybe you could do the same

for your fiance.

That's a great idea.

Uh, that's really sweet of you,

Hunter. Thank you.

I also personally wanted

to thank you for all the bank

I made at your party

the other night.

Do you have lunch plans

after class today?

Um...

Look, I, I think

you're really sweet and all.

Um, I just...

I don't know how my fiance

would feel about me

lunching with the exotic dancer

from my bachelorette party.

-You know?

-Yeah.

Of course.

No, I, I get it. I do.

You know, I just...

I, I kinda had a crush

on your friend Taryn

and I thought, I don't know,

maybe I'd get some intel

from you, you know...

I just didn't wanna do it here,

you know?

Put you on the spot

where you both work, but...

It's all good. I, I understand.

Uh, Hunter, wait.

I would love to give you

some intel on Taryn.

I think you guys would be

really cute together.

Um, how about after class,

you walk down to the bakery

with me?

You could help me try my cake.

Yeah, I love cake.

It'd be my pleasure.

Great.

So Taryn and I were taking

classes at the dance studio

on the east side where

both of us lived at the time

and I had just moved here.

She said I was soft.

She needed to toughen me up.

So she dragged me

to a pole-dancing class.

It was actually a lot of fun.

-Well, did it?

-What?

Toughen you up?

I mean, can't you tell?

Not bad.

Anyway,

I, I think she likes you, too.

You should ask her out

and see what happens. Who knows?

Maybe she'll even ask you to be

her date to my wedding.

Well, if it means more

of this lemon cake, then I'm in.

You actually, uh,

have a little lemon, um, here.

Thanks.

Anything for the blushing bride.

Well, it's getting late.

I really have to get home, so...

Sure. I'll walk you to your car.

Okay.

-Hey.

-Hey.

Dinner's just about ready, okay?

Okay, I'll be there

in a minute.

I just gotta check something

real quick.

Dinner's re-ready!

Uh, okay. I'm coming.

-You're eating like a rabbit.

-Hm.

-Not good?

-No, it's great.

Thank you.

Hey, everything okay?

You seem quiet.

Yeah, um...

I just...

I didn't realize that Meagan

and I were practically twins.

What do you mean?

I went on your laptop

to get some photos

for this digital collage

I was gonna do

for the reception and, um,

I saw a folder

that you have of her.

What, am I in trouble for having

old photos on an old computer?

No, no, I just, I didn't realize

that she and I

look so much alike.

Do you?

I guess I hadn't really

thought about it.

Hey, I don't think

you guys look that much alike.

Okay, well, do we have

anything else in common?

What are you doing?

Uh, well,

she was in hospitality.

You run a dance studio, so...

You like vanilla bean, right?

She was

more of a pistachio girl.

You love being home

for the holidays,

but she always liked

going on getaways.

So other than the fact

you guys have blonde hair

and brown eyes, I, I don't see

any other similarities.

And I don't see

why you keep bringing her up.

What does she have to do

with you and me getting married?

It has nothing to do with it,

okay?

I just wish

you would've told me.

Geez! Britt, you scared me.

Sorry. Um, do you need anything

before I go?

Uh, no, I'm good. I'll just, uh,

I'll lock up after you.

Cool.

Uh... big plans?

Oh, no, no, I just...

♪ I'm a sensitive

little razor blade ♪

♪ Nodding violently

to every word you say ♪

♪ Goes down from side to side

replace them with your name ♪

♪ Or with sanity

which will you prefer? ♪

♪ 'Cause I can wrap a noose

like a string of pearls ♪

♪ Yeah I'm your psychopath ♪

♪ Oh baby I'm your girl ♪

♪ Just tell me you love me ♪

♪ Just tell me you love me ♪

Uh, Hunter! Hunter,

what are you doing here?

-Huh?

-Hunter, what're you doing here?

I was upstairs rehearsing.

Then I heard

the music cranking up down here.

And kinda got distracted.

Sorry, I just thought, I didn't

know anybody was still here.

I see.

It wasn't too dark for me

not to see you, though.

Oh, well, did you, uh...

Do you see anything you like,

sir?

♪ To every word you say ♪

♪ Go down my spine to side ♪

♪ Replace them with your name ♪

♪ And here your sanity

which will you prefer? ♪

♪ 'Cause I can wrap a noose

like a string of pearls ♪

♪ I'm your psychopath ♪

♪ Hey baby I'm your... ♪

♪ Tell me you love me

tell me you ♪

♪ Tell me you love me ♪

♪ Tell me you love me ♪

Okay, so these are some concepts

I came up with.

Let me just grab this book...

So you just take a look at these

and I am going to get started

on your hair.

-For the big rehearsal.

- Awesome. Thank you.

-Here, I'll give you this.

-I'll take it in the back.

Yeah, just put it in the closet

because things

tend to have a way

of disappearing around here.

- Okay.

-Okay.

Just spill it. Who is he?

-Who is who?

-Oh, please.

You've been a Cheshire cat

all morning.

-Who's the guy?

- Oh, my God!

-You have been.

- Yeah.

Tell us everything right now.

Okay, well,

I may or may not have had

a visitor over last night.

Mm. More, more, please.

Tsk, are you sure

you wanna know?

-Is it Hunter?

-Wait. Who are we talking about?

He's this gorgeous-looking guy.

Uh, who was the stripper

at Amber's bachelorette party.

-Oh, boy.

-Uh, Taryn.

What are you thinking?

-This is a bad idea.

-Why?

Do you know

how many single women

he's with every night

at his job?

He's practically

bathing in them.

Yeah, and now

he'll just be bathing in me.

-Okay.

-No, no, no, no.

Fun to tip, not to date.

Trashy. All right. And that's

all I'm saying about it.

He's kind of nice, but I agree.

You should be careful

around him, Tar.

He's very on all the time.

Oh, well, you don't have

to worry about me, okay?

I'll be careful. I'm a big girl.

Oh, sorry. This is my dad.

I'll be right back.

-He's cute, but, like--

-He's super cute.

He's not...

Do you wanna get married?

Or you're just gonna date

for the rest of your life?

Yeah, dad.

No, no, it's totally fine.

It's just gonna be a bunch of

Owen's parents' rich friends,

anyway.

You're not gonna be

missing anything.

Okay, I'll see you Saturday.

Love you too.

Everything all right?

Hunter.

What are you doing here?

Taryn texted me,

said you guys were here.

-I live just four streets down.

-Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah.

We're just getting our hair done

for tonight.

Oh, the big rehearsal dinner?

Taryn mentioned it.

Oh, yeah. Uh, duh. Of course.

Are-are you okay?

You seem not yourself.

It's just, it's my dad.

He was supposed to be here

for the rehearsal tonight,

but now it looks like he's not

gonna be here until the wedding.

Uh, that, that's too bad.

It's my fault.

I shouldn't have had it

so early. It was Margot's idea.

-Soon to be mother-in-law I met?

-Yeah.

She does seem to like it

to have it her way.

Have you tried talking to her?

Mm, she's not exactly

the best listener.

I could make her listen

if you want.

Hey, back in the chair,

we have two hours

and we have to get you changed.

-Who's this?

-Uh, this is Hunter.

He's here to see Taryn.

I'm gonna go grab her.

-Tell her to wait a minute.

-Okay.

You the stripper?

Of course, you are.

So what are you really doing

here, bud?

I mean,

you do realize she's engaged.

Yeah, I'm, I'm here

to see Taryn, not Amber.

My ass you're here to see Taryn.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

So what's your last name,

lover boy?

That's none

of your damn business.

Oh, I think it is.

"Preston Hunter McCain."

Good, now you know

you're limited

to what you can get away with

around these girls.

So now that

that's out of the way,

I know you're used

to getting your way,

but not today.

I'm gonna need you to leave.

We don't need

anymore distractions. Bye.

-I know.

-Oh, it was so fun.

It's always good to have

a spa...

It's gonna be good.

-Well, hank you so much.

-Thank you.

I've got a hot date,

so, uh, this girl's got to go.

-Okay.

-Bye!

Have fun.

Oh, wait.

I forgot the dress.

Ooh, okay. My Lyft's here,

but would you mind just, uh...

Here. Just, like, take my keys.

I've got a spare set.

And you can just lock up and

bring it back to me tomorrow?

-Good? Okay.

- Good luck.

Okay, well, you girls go on,

I'll grab the dress

and I'll just meet you

at rehearsal.

-Okay. Thanks, Mitchie.

-Let's go.

-Bye.

-Be safe.

Get in the cab. Get in the cab.

Hey, pretty lady.

Party's over, buddy. Go home.

Hey, Coop, hi.

Thanks for callin' me back.

Yeah, I don't know

about this guy. Bit of a creep.

Do you think

we could get a little bit

of background information

on him?

Yeah. Sure.

I just have to grab this dress

and then I will,

I'll text you his info.

Okay. Bye.

Hello?

Hello?

W-what are you,

what are you doing?

Stay back.

Help!

Help! Help!

And then they exchange rings

and there's the kiss. Nice.

And then we all march out,

two by two,

starting with Taryn and Russ.

Very nice.

And then you two, very sweet.

And we all applaud

as the couple goes by.

Where the hell is Mitchie?

Who's that guy over there?

Um, he's dating Taryn.

And he's also taking classes

at the studio.

Cool. Um, why is he here?

I honestly have no idea.

-Excuse me.

-Owen.

Let me borrow you for a second.

I, I can't believe

you brought him here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa.

I did not invite him. Okay?

We talked about meeting up

later, but I would never

ask him to come here.

I mean, I would never do that.

Owen is already asking

who he is.

Geez, what am I supposed to say?

Well, tell him

that we're dating. I don't know.

That is what I told him.

But what if Margot

recognizes him? Then what?

-Well, then, good for Margot.

-Guys, guys.

You need to get out here.

-Thanks.

-Thank you very much.

Where do I know you from?

Uh, you look so familiar to me.

I-I don't know.

You're not in the world of,

uh, investment banking,

are you?

Definitely

not in this lifetime. No.

-Hi, ladies.

-Hi.

Oh, hey.

How's it going?

So I guess

everybody's met Hunter.

Wait. So are you two a thing?

-Yup.

-No. Well...

He's taking classes at

the dance studio with us, so--

So, are you like a Muscle Month

model or something?

No, actually,

I'm an exotic dancer.

The pay is way better.

What do you do? Pro-narcissist?

-Oh!

-That's pretty accurate.

Close. Party promoter.

Mostly clubs.

Ah, very nice.

Well, maybe you could

come help me

with my club sometime, eh?

Wait, hold on.

You're being serious about

the whole exotic-dancer thing?

-Yeah.

-Wait. Oh, my God!

You guys, this,

this is amazing. Er... Owen.

I-I need some proof. Are you

wearin' a thong right now?

Let me see your thong.

Kids, come on,

the food's getting cold.

Food, now. Let's go. Come on.

Are you kidding me right now?

You know, can I talk to you

for a minute?

Just a minute? Yeah.

Please tell me that guy

is not one of the guys--

Yeah, he is one of the guys.

I'm sorry. I was really tryin'

to figure out a way to tell you.

Why would Taryn invite him here?

- She didn't.

-What?

-So he just showed up?

-Owen, it's fine.

-Taryn's taking care of it.

-Yeah.

-If she's asking him to leave.

-She is.

Yes. Let's just,

let's go eat. Okay?

I don't like the way

he looks at you.

No,

there's something wrong.

Owen, he's taking classes

at the studio

and he's just a little...

direct in his friendliness.

But he's harmless. Okay?

Come on. Let's go.

No.

Okay, so I just, I don't wanna

rock the boat or anything,

you know, in case Margot

or Mitchie remembers you.

So could we just meet up

in a little bit,

you know, maybe later?

Sure. Yeah.

Wait, is that,

is that blood on your neck?

Are you okay?

Yeah, no.

I, uh, I nicked myself trimming.

But, uh, anyway, I will, uh,

I'll just hang outside

until you guys finish up

and then...

-Awesome. Yeah.

-Yeah.

I'll-I'll text you later.

All right.

-Hey.

-Yeah?

-You okay?

-Yeah.

I'm just trying really hard

not to be that guy right now.

Did he, like, touch you

or anything at that party?

Well, he just, he gave me

a silly little lap dance

when they first came in, but

he didn't really touch me. Okay?

-It was more like he gyrated--

-Oh, okay, okay, okay.

So this is the guy

that gave you the, the lap dance

and now he's taking classes

with you at your studio.

Owen, he's seeing Taryn.

And furthermore,

that lap dance was not

like the ones at men's clubs.

Okay?

It was harmless,

it lasted a minute.

-We were all laughing.

-Oh, you were all laughing.

Why, why didn't you lead

with that?

That makes everything okay.

Anything else you wanna tell me?

'Cause speak now

or forever hold your peace.

-Right?

-Okay, yes. Fine. Fine.

He was also the one

who found our wedding book

and stopped by the house

the other evening.

That guy was at our house?

That was him?

And you didn't tell me?

Owen, there's nothing to tell

because nothing happened.

And you haven't been so great

about informing me

of everything in your life,

either. Exhibit A, Meagan.

Yeah, it's not the same thing

as you sitting across from me

at our dinner table,

looking me in the eyes,

telling me about your day

and conveniently leaving out

all these chance encounters

that you have with this guy.

And you call that nothing.

What has gotten into you,

seriously?

Owen, wait. Just, please, stop.

I need a minute, please.

Hey. Hey.

Amber, what's going on?

♪ We're gonna have to change

our dresses ♪

♪ We're goin' out dancin' ♪

♪ We've gotta get

our bodies groovin' ♪

Hey, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

No, everything's fine.

-Yeah?

-I mean, I'm just...

I'm a little worried

about Mitchie.

-Has anyone heard from her?

-Yeah. No.

And I reached out to her,

like, five times.

Haven't heard a thing.

I'm hoping she's all right--

Well, damn.

Come on, it's your day.

We gotta dance, come on!

She's not in the mood, okay?

Just let her, let her--

Oh, shoot!

Ethan, I said

I'm not in the mood--

-I wanna dance. Come on...

-I just...

Hey, get your hands off her!

Are you okay?

Hunter! What is wrong with you?

What are you still doing here,

Hunter?

I'll kick your ass,

stripper boy.

-Stop it, Ethan.

-I'm sorry. Who are you?

Okay, we're gonna have to call

the police, young man.

I was just trying...

Are you okay?

Yeah. Hunter, I'm fine!

Who are you? Why are you so

concerned about her well-being?

Look, I know what kind of guys

you and your friends here

are like.

Educated, rich,

courteous career boys

in public.

Then you cheat

behind your fiancee's back

every chance you get.

Hunter, you are way out of line.

-You need to leave right now!

-It's okay, baby.

It's okay. Hey, hey, hey.

What's your deal?

Seriously, you show up here

uninvited and now

you're starting fights

with my family?

Do you, do you know

where you are right now?

You're at our wedding rehearsal.

This is my fiancee.

-Do we have a problem?

-No, Owen.

Stan, just call the police

right now.

It's-it's okay.

I'll leave.

Thank you.

Hey, kid. Here's your tip.

Loser.

Hey, thank you. I love you,

but you're not helping.

-Are you okay?

- Why did you do that?

Because he's had

too much to drink.

Hey.

Do you still think

he doesn't like you?

You can't be so naive.

Jenny. Hey. It's Hunter

from the other night.

Yeah.

No...

Yeah, I'm sorry

things got a little rough.

But we were having fun, though,

weren't we?

Yeah, no. I get...

Hey, look,

I'm sorry to call so late,

but I have a friend,

a, a female friend

who's about to get into

a really bad marriage soon.

And I was hoping that you might

be able to do me a favor.

I mean, I'd be happy to pay you.

I could make that work.

Okay. Send for her right now.

Hi. Can I help you?

-Hi. Are you Amber?

-I am.

Your fiance, Owen, he's not home

right now, right?

Uh, no. No, he's at work

right now. Why?

Okay, well, um, you see...

He's cheating on you with me

and I really thought

you should know

because he told me

you're getting married.

And I don't think

that's a good idea.

I swear, I didn't realize

he was engaged at first.

-I just--

-Um...

What are you even talking about?

How do you know Owen?

We... We met at a conference

for his firm.

Okay. When was this?

Back in April.

Um, Owen wasn't

at a work conference in April.

And he's never even looked

at another woman in the year

since I've known him.

So why don't you tell me

why you're lying to me?

Look, I just...

Okay, someone paid me

to come here

and try and out your husband.

I don't really know the guy,

okay?

Okay. Who paid you?

Just, please, don't tell anyone

I admitted anything to you.

The guy is really weird,

I have to go right now. Okay?

Was his name Hunter?

Hello? Was his name Hunter?

Hey...

What did I do? Oh.

It was just a little fight.

I'm sorry.

No, Owen. I am so sorry.

You were right about everything.

I just...

I was completely oblivious

to it.

Can't help that you're just

so sweet to everyone.

You wanna know the moment

that I fell in love with you?

This is the exact moment

that I knew I was gonna spend

the rest of my life with you.

It was our second date,

we were walking back to your car

from the coffee shop

and saw that sweet old lady

struggling to get

those groceries up the steps,

and you just took my hand

and you're, like, whoop!

And you rushed right

to help her.

From that moment,

I knew I was trapped.

And then you rushed ahead

to open the door for us.

-Oh.

-Like you always do.

That's why

we make such a good team.

Yeah.

Um, I think

Hunter sent a girl

to our house today

and paid her to claim

that she was having an affair

with you.

-What?

-No. No, it's okay.

I, I didn't even entertain

the idea for a second.

I knew instantly that you

wouldn't do anything like that.

I'm sorry I was harsh on you

about Meagan

and that my insecurity made me

so insensitive to your loss.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry I snapped.

We can just chalk it up

to pre-wedding jitters, huh?

We've all been on edge

this week.

So what now?

I mean, now I'm just gonna

make you my wife.

-I like that.

-I'm puttin' a ring on it.

Up, down, turn around,

hit and...

Nothing beats

a good ballet wedding march.

Hunter, what are you doing here?

I, I, I really think

you should go.

Oh... Sorry?

I just... brought you

a bridal gift.

Hunter, did you...

Did you pay some girl

to come by my house

and try and convince me

that my fiance's a cheater?

Uh, what are you talking about?

That's absurd. I mean, why would

I do something like that?

I mean...

maybe you should be asking

your fiance

why some woman

is showing up at your house

claiming

that he cheated with her.

Hunter,

what do you want from me?

Right now I just want you

to open the gift.

No, I, I-I-I don't wanna

open the gift right now, okay?

Now, can you just, please,

leave?

I'll leave, but just as soon

as you open the gift.

Hunter, what is wrong with you?

I'm engaged!

Okay, okay, look,

I didn't mean to start a fight

between you and your fiance

the other night,

but if he's cheating on you too,

I, I really don't think

that he has a right to be upset

about our relationship.

What... W-w-we don't

have a relationship, okay? I...

-I, I barely even know you.

-Yes, yes.

But you know that what we have

is more than that, Amber.

I mean, ever since

the first time we met,

there's been sparks.

You were a stripper

at my bachelorette party, okay?

That... That-that was it!

You can't deny you find me sexy.

-Maybe if we just kissed--

-Hunter, stop!

Just get away!

-Please, just stop--

-Damn it, Amber!

Why are you being

such a bitch again?

Okay. Amber...

I want you to listen very

carefully when I tell you this.

You... will not

be married to him.

Do you understand?

Hunter, just... Taryn! Taryn!

-Get away from me.

-Hey! Hey!

What the hell do you think

you're doing, asshole?

This has nothing to do with you.

Leave! Right now!

Leave!

Hope you enjoy your gift.

Leave.

What was that?

I-I don't know. I don't know.

Oh, my God, uh..

Uh, when did this happen?

It was just

the night before last.

Some security guard

was making his rounds

and he found her body

just outside of the salon front.

Gate was locked

and she was still inside.

Oh, my God,

this must've happened

right after

we left the other night.

Do they know who did it?

Some homeless thief.

They found her blood

on his jacket,

he had her purse.

And they also said that they

found his prints on the weapon.

I just can't believe it.

Poor Mitchie.

Of all the times

for this to happen,

two days before the wedding--

-Mom, not the time.

-I know, it's just--

Honestly, we should consider

postponing the wedding.

It just doesn't seem right

right now.

Look, son, if you felt

the need to postpone,

we would be perfectly fine

with that.

-What do you wanna do?

- Listen, kids.

You don't have to decide

right now, okay?

Just take the night

and think about it. Okay?

-Thank you.

-Okay.

We'll think about it.

So what do you think, hm?

Should we hold off

on the ceremony?

With Mitchie's death

and this psycho stripper

handing out negligee, it seems

a little inappropriate, no?

Hey, you want to know

what's weird?

It's that Hunter showed up

with a few specks of blood

on his neck.

Like, the other night

at the rehearsal dinner.

You think he got it

from his scuff with Ethan?

No, it was before the scuff.

I mean,

it was right when he showed up.

-Are you sure it was blood?

-Yeah.

I mean, he said he nicked it

during trimming.

But, I mean,

I did not see a cut anywhere.

Where's this guy from?

Oh, he's from this place called

Naughty Boyz, I think.

-With a Z.

-What are you doing?

It's disconnected.

Come on. We're going down there.

♪ Whispers in my ear ♪

♪ Voices inside my head ♪

-Hey. IDs?

-I got this one.

We're looking for the owner.

Is that you?

No. She only works

on Mondays and Tuesdays.

Oh, that's too bad.

Well, could we just maybe get

that information from you?

'Cause we have this complaint

from one of your dancers.

He's been, well, naughty.

Yeah, I-I'm not at l-liberty

to give out that information,

so...

Well, are you sure?

'Cause we could just really--

Hey! Hey! Lady!

Get down from there.

Should we just...

-Yeah, let's just go.

-Okay.

Well, I don't think we'll be

getting any incriminating

information from anybody.

Is that Benji?

Benji.

Benji.

Benji. Hi! Benji!

-Benji! Benji!

-Do you remembe...

Wh...

-Hi, guys.

-Freeze!

For real though,

you ladies can't be back here.

Unless you wanna let me

frisk you first.

Um, Benji, hey.

-Do you, uh, remember me?

-Oh, yeah. Hey!

I, uh, danced

at your bachelorette party.

You've got

all the hot dancer friends.

Yeah, yeah, that's me. Um...

Is... Hunter isn't working here

tonight, is he?

Hunter doesn't actually

work here.

What do you mean,

he doesn't work here?

Yeah, no, he hasn't worked here

in, what,

last year and a half. Right?

No, no, not since he went out

of his damn mind.

-Um, out of his mind?

-What?

-What do you mean?

-His girlfriend was killed.

-It was sad.

-Yeah, and then he lost it.

He kept losin' his temper

here at work

partying too hard

with the ladies,

gettin' in fights

with the other dancers.

H-hold on,

if, if he doesn't work here,

how did he get hired

for my bachelorette?

Well, our other guy, Boone,

was supposed to work,

but got his knee busted

by some thug the night before

and ended up in the hospital.

We had a full house

and Hunter was texting me

because he needed to make

some cash.

So I invited him to headline

at your bachelorette party.

He's usually a big hit

with the ladies.

Do you know where he works now?

-Okay. Hey.

-Awesome.

-Thanks, guys.

-Okay.

-Oh, my God. It's Preston.

-Owen.

This son of a bitch's name

is Preston, it's not Hunter.

This is the guy that Meagan was

engaged to before she met me.

Wait, this is the Meagan...

-Your ex who died.

- Yeah, my ex.

Hold on, wait,

if Meagan was broken up with him

when you met her, why is he

still carrying a weird grudge?

I don't know, 'cause technically

they weren't broken up

before we got together.

What?

You were seeing her

while she was still

engaged to him?

Look, he hit her, she bailed.

She was done with him.

Apparently, he doesn't see it

that way, though.

I met her, like, a week

after this happened.

And he was hitting her up

so much, he was texting her,

he was calling her, he,

he even showed up at her house.

I-I guess I-I never saw him

in person, but I know

from a photo that she showed me

that this is the guy.

Wait,

but how did he even know about

this whole

bachelorette party thing?

I mean, he's just been

following you for the past year?

It's gotta be my mom, right?

She's been...

She's been blasting

our, our engagement announcement

on social media for, like,

the last three months.

Yeah, no, but t-that still

does not explain

how he got to me.

I know.

I mean, the whole reason why

I even knew about Naughty Boyz

for the party

was because there was a flyer

in the mail at the studio.

I mean, he obviously is the one

who put it there.

If that's the case,

he really is crazy.

-Yeah, like, next-level crazy.

-Yeah.

We need to call the police.

Come on.

We're saying at my parents'

tonight. The house isn't safe.

And you said his last name is...

-McConnell?

-McCain.

I went through some old emails

of Meagan's.

-It's definitely McCain.

-Okay.

Well, besides him

showing up unannounced

and picking a fight with

your friends at your rehearsal

and this inappropriate crush

he seems to have

on your fiancee,

what's he done to make you think

he's dangerous?

This is the same guy

that was dating my ex

and smacking her around

a few weeks

before she mysteriously died

in a car accident.

Police brought

a mechanic in

to look into foul play, but

there wasn't enough evidence,

so everyone

just kind of forgot about it.

Now, after all this, I can't

help but think he might've had

something to do with her death.

Your deceased ex's name?

Meagan Tucker. She, uh, died

March 23rd last year.

And now you think

he's stalkin' the two of you?

He ever make any direct threats?

Um, yeah, yeah, he did say

that under no circumstances

would he allow us

to get married.

Yeah, and he also hired somebody

to come to our house

and tell my fiancee

that I was cheating on her.

Ma'am, he was hired to be

an exotic dancer

at your party, yes?

You know, why don't you take

a further look into the death

of our wedding planner,

Mitchie Stone, okay?

Our friend said

that she saw specks of blood

on Hunter's neck the same night

that she was killed.

Didn't they already apprehend

some vagrant for that murder?

Yeah, yeah, but they did not

find my wedding dress

in his possession, so I'm not

so sure your department

has their facts totally in sync.

Uh, Detective Allen?

Allen, my husband and I

contribute a great deal

of funding

to programs that help

keep this city safe.

And Commissioner Mills is a,

a close personal friend of ours

and I would recommend

that you take my son

and daughter-in-law's advice

and start looking

into this stalker situation

as soon as possible.

Now, if you don't have

any further questions,

it is getting awfully late.

Well, I will try

to locate Mr. McCain

and bring him in

for some questioning.

-Thank you, detective.

-Thank you.

-Have a good night.

-You too.

Thanks, mom.

Owen?

Owen?

Owen?

Owen!

I think we'd like

to not have our wedding

at the original venue,

if that's okay.

We're still a bit spooked

over this whole thing and, uh,

I don't think

we'll enjoy ourselves.

Well, of course,

I understand, honey.

What would you like to do then?

Well, we still

wanna get married, uh...

We were just wondering

if we could maybe have

a little ceremony over at

your other place in the hills?

Oh! Well, if that's the case,

why don't you do it here then?

Well, I know that place

isn't as big as this one

and it won't fit as many people,

but it is

in a gated neighborhood and...

I don't know, we just feel like

we would be safer there.

We could maybe cut down

the guest list.

And if it's okay

with you and dad,

we would like to lay low there

for a while

just till this whole thing

kind of blows over, you know?

Hunter, Preston,

whatever this guy's name is,

doesn't know

where this place is,

so, you know,

he can't get to Amber.

At least until the police

figure out more.

-Well, that makes sense.

-Look at this.

Look what came in the mail

today.

What the heck is this?

What is it?

What?

It's a wedding invitation.

-What?

- Look at this.

Hello? No, Tammy.

That's a-a hoax invitation.

-That's not real.

-Tammy got it too?

No, somebody

is, is harassing Amber.

She got one too.

And so I just packed up my stuff

and I called the crew and so

Russ and Danielle and Ethan

are just getting ready as well.

-What?

-Well...

It looks like we're gonna be

doing

damage control

on this invite thing

for the rest of the day

because it went out

to the entire invitation list.

So why don't you guys

just go out to the country house

and we'll get Tim

to take down the decorations

and the chairs and the lights

and you guys can figure out

what you wanna do

with all this stuff

and dad and I

will go to the ballroom

and come over later with

the flower arrangements, okay?

-Thanks, mom.

-Thank you.

-Of course.

-I'm sorry.

-Oh, here's Antoinette.

-Oh.

Hi, honey. No...

This is our exact invitation.

Look at this, it's the exact

same invitation that we had.

-I know, I was freaking out.

-Only he put his name over mine.

-What is this man planning?

-I don't know.

But we're not staying around

here long enough to find out.

So let's go. Come on.

What's with

the second garment bag?

Oh, this?

I don't know, what is this?

Is that the other dress I liked?

I hope so.

That's what Taryn said.

-Thank you.

-Yeah?

-Yeah. Yeah, you did.

-I did good? Good.

Okay, okay, lovebirds.

Are you guys ready

to get to work or what?

'Cause the decorators are here.

-Let's do this.

-Let's do it.

My gosh, this place!

It's amazing!

I mean, look-look at this!

Yes. Thank you, sir.

Uh! Wow!

-Oh!

-Um...

-It's beautiful!

-Will this do?

Yes!

Okay, guys, there are a lot

of chairs and a ton of lights,

so we should probably

get started. Just saying.

-Just saying!

-Aah!

Oh! Hey! Well...

-Here's to a smooth wedding...

-Yes.

From here on out.

- Cheers.

-Salud.

Um, were we expecting anybody

this early?

No. Your parents aren't coming

until later tonight, right?

Yeah, Ethan works late, he said

he's not coming until after.

Same with Russ and Danielle.

-I'll check it out. Stay here.

-Okay.

Should we check it out?

Oh, yeah. We're going.

Someone here?

-Who do you think it is?

-I don't know.

-Hello?

- Owen, don't.

Hello.

Ooh! Whoo!

-Well, who the hell are you?

-Bea, from the cake bakery.

Oh, my God!

Ms. Mathison called. She asked

me to bring the cake by.

Sorry, I went to the front

and nobody was answering,

but the flower ladies

let me through the gate

as they were leaving. Ugh.

And I couldn't wait,

it's really heavy. Sorry.

Congratulations.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

Thanks. Bye.

-Oh, my God!

-Phew!

- Nice!

-Told you I was good.

But you do know

that you were stripes, right?

Ah. It was a good shot.

-Hello?

- Hey, it's me.

Danielle and Russ

are just behind me.

-Can you let us in?

-Come on in.

Cavalry's here.

Ooh. What's your shot?

Hey! You guys on your way?

Huh. Sadly, no. Not yet.

You're not gonna believe this,

but my car was stolen

a little while ago.

-What?

-Yeah. Uh, it's just gone.

Right out of the driveway,

Russ is on the phone

with the police right now,

but we're gonna be late.

What the hell

are you guys doing down there?

They have, like, 20 bedrooms

inside for that.

What the hell are you doin'

here, bro, in Danielle's car?

I need to speak to Amber.

This doesn't concern you.

Oh, yeah, it does. And the cops.

Yo, Owen.

Owen, get down here. Owen!

- I'm just gonna wait...

-Okay, you know, no. Check it.

-Watch.

- Just sayin'...

Oh-ho! That is a scratch.

-Good one.

-Guys, bad-bad news.

-Danielle's car got stolen.

-What?

Yeah, they're gonna be late.

No, Ethan's here now. He said

they're right behind him.

Guys, I mean, they could've

just taken Russ' car instead.

No, I just, I just talked to her

a minute ago.

She said they're still

back at the house.

-That's not right.

-That's weird.

Okay, that is definitely

Danielle's car.

-Ethan!

-Owen, no.

-Go back inside.

-Let's just call the police!

Ethan!

-Ethan! Oh, my God! Ethan!

-Owen!

Oh, my God! Call the police!

Call the police right now!

Ethan! Ethan!

Come on! Oh, my God!

Call the police?

My mistake. I thought someone

called the fire department.

Hunter, what are you doing?

I'm just trying to keep you

from making

the biggest mistake

of your life.

Last time, I made the mistake

of getting rid of Meagan.

But I was angry, confused.

This time, I know exactly who

and what the problem is.

And once he's out of the way,

you and I can be together again.

Hunter, please.

Please, let-let's just

talk about this, okay?

Hunter, what did you do

to Ethan?

Ethan was gonna call the cops

before I had a chance

to talk to you,

before I could take care of you.

Oh! Get back.

-Go get help right now.

-No. No.

-Owen. Owen! No!

-Come on. Come on!

Well, I still don't know

what Meagan saw

in a little bitch like you.

-You killed her, didn't you?

-No, I didn't kill her.

The car killed her.

I just put

the old broken master cylinder

where it needed to go

to do its job.

-No, I can't leave him!

-Look. We aren't.

We're gonna get in this car

and plough Hunter's ass down.

Damn it! Where are the keys?

You're sick, man.

-You need help.

-An eye for an eye, Owen.

You took Meagan from me,

so I'm gonna take Amber

from you.

That's not how it works.

No matter what you do to me,

Amber's never gonna be with you.

Get that through your head.

She will

if she has no other choice.

Over my dead body, asshole.

Okay.

- Owen! Owen!

-Is he okay?

Yeah, he's fine,

he's just out of it. Owen!

We need to pull up the car

and load him in.

-I know, but we have to go--

-Looking for these, ladies?

Come on!

-What do we do now?

-Uh...

Come on! Come on!

What do we do now?

We have to get back to Owen.

I don't know, just let me think

for a second.

Oh, my God! Let her go!

-Oh!

-Oh! Oh! Oh!

No! No! T... Taryn...

Taryn. Taryn.

Taryn!

-You made me do this!

-You killed her!

You made me do this!

Amber!

Amber?

Amber.

Just come out so we can please

talk about all of this.

We can figure a way out of this.

Together.

Come on, come on, come on.

You know...

I may be a piece of meat

to most women...

but I have feelings too,

you know?

And when I get treated

like dirt, it hurts.

But I really like you, Amber.

I could even love you,

maybe even more than Meagan.

But you have to give me

something in return.

Hey.

You okay?

Where is he? Is he coming?

Hey, Hunter,

here's your something.

-Are you okay?

-Yeah.

♪ Here we go ♪

♪ There's nothing wrong ♪

♪ We'll give it a sunset

come chance ♪

♪ The more we get ♪

♪ The more we want ♪

♪ You know that is true

at first glance ♪

Now we're married.

And ready

for happily ever after.

♪ You shouldn't turn back ♪

♪ If you're startin' over ♪

-After you, Mrs. Mathison.

-Thank you.

♪ Leave all the pain behind ♪

♪ Lower the yellow flag ♪

♪ Stop checking that boat ♪

♪ You are way too old ♪

♪ To become a roamer ♪

♪ Run escape from... ♪