Dare Me (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - Fog of War - full transcript

Previously, on
"Dare Me"...

Do you even see me?

Am I even here?

I had a wife.

I don't have her anymore.

You are my life.

It's bad.

Addy.

We can never have been here.

You're leaving?

Someone else
has to find him.



Your shoes, Addy.

Where are your cheer shoes?

I figured
you were mad at me.

Who says I'm not?

Nothing's ever enough
for you, Beth.

- What is it about her?
- She isn't you.

Look, can we...
Can we talk about Friday?

You're gonna have to live
with... I don't remember.

You must have some idea

what would make him
do something like that.

I was lonely, desperate.

But not as desperate as he was.

Coach,
why did you call me?

I couldn't handle it
on my own.



I needed a friend.

I needed someone
I could trust.

I needed you.

I'm so glad
that you're here with me.

Coach...

She showed me
all the places I could go.

The world so big and open.

She showed me
all the beauty inside me...

Darkly shimmering.

She gave me things...

Promised me things...

Opened the world to me.

Where the hell
have you been?

Mom.

You scared me.

Good.

I woke up,
and you weren't here.

And since then,
I have been sitting here

running all of
the horrible things

that could have happened to you
through my mind.

I'm sorry.

We are way past that, Addy.

We are miles past that.

Beth had a rough day.

I just went over to her house

- after practice.
- No, I called.

I texted.

My phone was dead.

I thought you were dead.

I wasn't.

I'm not.

My phone died,
and Beth has a different phone,

and so
I didn't have a charger.

And I'm sorry.

I swear, Mom.

Addy,

be plain with me right now.

Is that really where you were?

Yeah.

Where else would I be?

You never talk to me anymore.

- I do.
- No, you don't.

You don't.

Something has changed.

And I get it.

But I don't have to like it.

I've gotta get to work.

I gotta go out there now

and see all of the sad,

dark things that can happen
to young women.

*DARE ME*
Season 01 Episode 09

Episode Title: "Fog of War"
Aired on: 03/01/2020

Least the poor guy's
out of his misery.

I mean, wherever he is,

it's not in Sutton Grove.

First guy you know
offed himself?

You knew someone else?

Yeah, my uncle.

Hung himself in the garage.

My aunt found him
in the morning.

She went inside, made
toaster waffles for her kids.

Then she waited till
they were on the school bus

to call the cops.

Said she was
protecting 'em.

I think she was
waiting long enough

to make sure
he was really dead.

My aunt's been a monster bitch
ever since.

Why?

'Cause it fucks you up.

Suicide.

The people
that you've left behind,

you have dumped this
dark thing on them, you know?

They're left wondering

if they could have
stopped it;

what they could have done

by... not being an asshole;

by bothering to listen.

We both know

who you're talking about.

That wasn't who
I was talking about.

I'm not always
talking about you.

Does she know?

Coach?

Yeah.

I don't know.

I mean,

yeah, I guess.

Everyone does.

You heard.

Yeah.

Beth texted me
break of dawn.

How did you find out?

Somebody at practice
just knew.

I didn't believe it, though.

I still don't believe it.

I mean, Will had problems,
but to kill yourself?

That's some dark shit.

Darker than I knew.

Yeah.

It's just so tragic.

I... I know.

Yeah, it's tragic,

for people who
actually knew the guy.

Yeah, lock that down.

Grief vampires.

Once they're sated,
they'll move on.

Be like
it never happened.

Not for me.

You can come over tonight.

My mom could make you dinner.

Okay?

Word on the street is that

there's gonna be a meet-up
at the factory

tonight

so that people who actually
knew the deceased

can start drinking,
heavily.

I'm in.

Hanlon?

To get destroyed?

In times of great loss,
people gotta come together.

Hey, Coach, I have a question
about practice.

Okay.
Make it quick.

He's still gone?

"Gone"?

Matt.

Yeah.

He doesn't get back
until tomorrow.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine.

I just... I... I can't.

Not here.

Everyone knows.

I know.

Everyone's talking about it.

You can't let it get to you.

You just have to shut it out;
keep going.

Focus on everyday things:
School, practice.

I am.
I will. I will.

I know it's scary.

But in a few days,
everyone's just gonna move on.

That's how it works.

People talk and talk,
and then they forget.

Okay.

So you want to know
if I saw it go down.

No, Ma'am, we're asking

if you might have heard
anything unusual

Monday night.

From down the hall, 13G?

Soldier boy.

Mm-hmm.

So handsome in his uniform,

even with hair too long.

What kind of a marine
has hair like that?

So you knew him?

Uh, oh, not very well.

Oh, he was very quiet and...

Oh, he'd always help me
with my groceries, though,

even with that busted hand.

- His hand?
- Knuckles

swollen like a prizefighter.

A fight.

Is this what he told you?

I don't like
to get involved.

Well, if you
think of anything else,

please give me a call.

Okay.

Any luck?

Nothing.

Half the apartments are empty;

the other half
must have slept through it.

Between the geriatrics
and the deadbeats...

You?

Apparently Mosley
looked good in his uniform.

He also had, uh, knuckles
like a prizefighter.

Maybe a bar fight?

Maybe somebody's been watching
too many old movies.

Well, at least
we have something

to tell the detectives.

We done here?

On to the next floor?

Yeah, sure.

I heard it was a drug deal.

No, it was definitely
suicide.

Yeah, the war
made him go crazy.

What war?

It wasn't the war, guys.

He got caught
sleeping with a freshman.

I just can't believe
I'm never gonna see him again.

How much
did you see him before?

At first the guys weren't
worried, but then

they realized no one
had heard from him all day.

He didn't show up at the main
office or any of the schools.

Plus, no one saw him
over the weekend

while we were at regionals.

All the important people in
his life must have been busy.

So by Monday,
it's been like three days.

He's not answering his phone,
and shit's getting weird.

Plus, he lives all alone

in that big building
by the highway,

The Towers.

All night, they're trying to
call the super,

but the guy's
just never there.

Yeah, that guy's been stoned
since the '90s.

So those candy-ass marines

resorted to
Sutton Grove's finest.

Busted down the door
early this morning.

How do you know?

I have my sources.

Did Tibbs say anything else?

No.

Just said it was nasty.

Blood everywhere.
He, um...

He couldn't really
talk about it.

Meaning...

Yeah.

A gun.

That's how he did it.

Tibbs said he never saw
anything like it...

The kind of thing
you can't unsee.

It stays with you forever.

That's crazy.

Here.

I can't bear the sight of you

doing push-ups
for that prison matron again.

Thanks.

Mine are still all beat up
from regionals.

You know what works for that?

Bleach.

Works for everything bad
you want gone.

We talked about this.

You have... you know why.

All right, I... I gotta go.

Cassidy, you over-rotated.

Bullshit.

Excuse me?

Get your eyes checked.

I stuck that landing.

Ask anyone...
Anyone that was watching.

Anyone that wasn't
on their phone.

What did you just say to me?

You heard me.

Unless you need to
get your ears checked too.

Aging can be
a harsh motherfucker.

Fuck it.

Yeah, we're done here.

You're dismissed.

Maybe she's sad
about Sarge Will.

Hey, Gummy-Tummy,
why would she care?

She barely knew the guy.

Just say it.

Guess she's pretty broken up
about it.

Broken up and breaking down.

Can you just give it a rest

for a day, Beth?

What happened was very sad.

Look, Addy, I'm sorry,

but this grand love story

that you have made up
in your head

is a schoolgirl fantasy.

Okay?

You want to know what happened?

They fucked
like jackrabbits in heat,

and then she got bored.

Okay?
Those types always do.

Today's jump-off
is tomorrow's albatross.

You don't know
what you're talking about.

It's the last part
that doesn't make sense:

The bang-bang part.

I mean, killing yourself
over a cheer coach?

Unless her pussy is 14-karat,
that shit is far too pathetic,

like that summer
we all tried cutting.

Everything's so
black and white with you.

So basic.

She could love him
and love her husband.

Look who's the expert
on marital ennui.

You don't think
that's possible?

Get your rocks off
with the goomah all day

then come home
every night

to the ball and chain
and the brat?

You really think I'm unfamiliar
with that dynamic?

Um, look.

It's not the same.

Your dad, he...

No.
No, you're right.

It's not the same.

Because Bert is a man.

And why shouldn't a woman

have just as much freedom
to be an asshole?

I mean, isn't that what
we've all been fighting for?

Beth?

It's not the same thing.
Okay?

Coach, she made a mistake.

That's all.

She was trying to end it.

So there was trouble
in paradise.

No, not like you think.

She's not the reason
Will did it.

So then why?

Who knows?

No one knows.

People go through all sorts
of things, bad stuff,

and they don't tell anybody.

That they do.

So we'll just have to wait
and see what the po-po say.

Your mom will keep us
in the loop.

Of course.

We both know once they start

digging into Sarge Will's
puny little life,

they're gonna find
something interesting.

It's like turning over a rock

and all these ugly things
wriggle out.

These things are never
as simple as they look.

What are you doing?

I think I lost
my cheer shoes.

They were brand-new.

Ugh.
Let me look.

No, that's okay.

I looked,
and they're not in there.

Fine.

Michael is here.

Dinner's almost ready, okay?

Okay.

I wish you both hadn't
heard about it like that.

I keep trying Tibbs.
He's not answering my texts.

I'm sure
he'll get back to you.

He spent most of the day
at the station.

Because he found the body?

I'm not sure we should be
talking about this.

Was there a note?

I'm just curious.

I mean, we were kind of
friends, you know?

No.
No note.

There almost never are.

That's all I'm gonna say
about it, okay?

Just doesn't feel real,
you know?

It's like one day

you're tossing a football
with a guy,

and then gone.

It just feels so big.

But then the last time
I saw him...

The night back before
regionals?

He just wasn't himself.

I mean, he even told me
straight-up not to do it.

Don't sign up.

Why would he say that?

Honestly, no clue.

I mean, maybe he was a little
drunk or something.

Like I said, he just...
He just wasn't himself.

And I guess I just missed
the signs.

No.
Stop.

This is not on you.

Or anyone.

He was lost.

People get lost.

It's just the way it is.

Mom, why do you have to talk
the recruiters and stuff,

like, Tibbs?

It was a violent death, Addy.

The police need answers.

Right, but you can't really
be sure, right?

Not without a note or anything?

There are pieces
to the puzzle.

We talk to folks,
track down phone logs.

That kind of thing.

There's another thing
that I didn't want to tell you,

but it's probably gonna be
in the paper

if it's not already.

Tell me.

A few years ago,
over in Allanville,

there was this terrible thing.

A drunk driver drove
into a pizza place,

straight through
the plate glass window.

A young woman died.

She was 24;

five months pregnant.

And that was his wife.

Sarge Will had a wife?

Yeah.

He was overseas
when it happened.

They couldn't even find him
to tell him.

It's awful.

Yeah.

That's awful.

Yeah, awful.

That's how fast life changes,
Addy:

In the blink of an eye.

That's what you kids
don't know.

That's what you don't
think about.

♪ Take this knife
out of my back ♪

♪ It's turning black

♪ Take this gun
off of my hand ♪

♪ It's turning red

♪ Will you kill me dead?

♪ Or kiss me instead?

♪ Take me out
or take me back ♪

♪ Will you kill me dead?

♪ Or kiss me instead?

♪ Take me out
or take me back ♪

♪ Take me out
or take me back

♪ Make it red

♪ Make it black

Hey.

Hey.

You doing okay?

I guess.

I wish you were here.

Yeah, me too.

Can you come home soon?

No, not quite yet.

Last-minute things.

Couple... couple little things
to take care of still.

I love you.

Me too.

Don't worry.
I'll... I'll be back soon.

Bye.

Yeah, bye.

Addy!

We're toasting to the sarge.

Pick your poison:

Vodka, blackberry brandy,

maybe some schnapps
floating around.

To our fallen Will.

Only the good
die young and beautiful.

- To Sarge!
- Yeah, to Sarge.

Sarge.

Rest in peace.

Sarge.

Careful,

my little Victorian.

Can't have you
fainting on me again.

Guys heard the latest, right?

About Will's wife?

His ex-wife.

- Mm-mm.
- No.

Wife wife.

It's a real tragic twist.

Car accident.

Full Jayne Mansfield.

Epically sad.

Did you guys see the pictures?

Guess he went for
more the demure type.

Guess we never really
had a chance.

I wouldn't be so sure.

I mean, I always kind of
pictured him with, like,

a cool blonde, you know,

like icy on the outside
but down to fuck.

You know, I think I saw him
with one once.

Beth, stop.

He's dead.

Guy's dead.

He was obviously
very messed up.

Yeah, there's messed up
and then there is...

What does that take

to blow your brains out
on the wall-to-wall?

I mean, Russian-roulette style.

I mean, there is no going back
if you do it that way.

That means you're serious.

That means
that you're really trying

to get away from something.

Addy.

You okay?

Fine.

Don't look fine to me.

Someone get this girl
her own bottle.

Yeah, Sarge!

Aw, look who showed up.

Look who it is.

I loved him, man.

And he taught me
how to be a man.

♪ I've been
contemplating suicide ♪

♪ But it really doesn't suit
my style ♪

♪ So I think I'll just act
bored instead ♪

♪ And contain the blood
I would've shed ♪

♪ But I keep a poker face
so well ♪

♪ That even mother
couldn't tell ♪

♪ But my baby's so vain

♪ She is almost a mirror

♪ And the sound of her name

♪ Sends a permanent shiver
down my spine ♪

♪ Down my spine

I fucked up.

Sh... my mom, she doesn't know,
right?

No.
No one knows, okay?

No one... no one saw but me.
Okay?

- Okay.
- Come on.

In you get.

You don't have to protect her
anymore, Addy.

You've done your job.

I don't know anything.

Her secret.

It's out.

Or it will be.

All this'll be behind us.

What?

Go to sleep.

Can't.

I never sleep.

I'm always watching.

Don't you forget that.

I won't.

You know, maybe I was wrong.

Maybe he did off himself
because of her.

Poor widower finds love
the second time around.

Till she turns femme fatale
and breaks his fucking heart.

He puts a gun to his head.

His mouth.

What?

To his mouth.

Addy, what did you say?

Hmm.

Up early
and making fresh coffee.

Surely are not
my flesh and blood.

She's still dead
to the world.

Another sleepover, huh?

That's two nights in a row.

Just seems like old times.

Like when you two used to

pitch that old camping tent
in the backyard.

Well, you know
how teenage girls are.

We just got a-gabbing.

Boy stuff.

Talking 'bout our bodies.

Thank you.

Like a pro.

You should try my martini.

Except day drinking,

it's not advised
among the armed and dangerous.

Do you just...

Do you just get used to it?

Always having a gun around?

You worry me sometimes, Beth.

Yeah, well, I worry me too.

No one knows how Sarge Will
died, right?

I mean, in the papers it just
says "possible suicide."

No.

That information has not been
released yet.

But rumors fly around, right?

Like, gruesome stories?

Not on my watch.

Oh, can you rouse
Sleeping Beauty?

I want her
to have time for breakfast.

Sure.

Thank you.

Is she gone?

Yeah.

I covered for you.

Don't worry.

I don't know why
I drank so much.

Look, whatever stuff I said,

I don't even remember
what I said,

but just forget it.

Which part?

Don't worry.

Your secret's safe with me.

And about Monday.

Monday?

Yeah.

You know how we...

We spent the night

together?

The night
of Will's tragic demise.

Whatever we did that night,

I hope we had fun.

And if not,

worst-case scenario,

at least now
we both have alibis.

What'd I tell you?

Beth.

I think she knows that I was
with you the other night.

Monday night when I slept over.

So?

She thinks that's when Will...

Addy, hey, focus up.

All we did Monday night was
hang out at my house.

You give her too much power.

- Stop feeding the beast.
- I can't.

It'll get worse.

- Don't you get that?
- No, I don't.

'Cause I'm not in eighth grade
anymore.

She won't stop.

She waits,
she stores it all up,

and then when
the time is right,

- she springs.
- Mm.

And if she thinks
she's right,

she will not stop ever.

And it's not just her.

I mean...

I'm sure the recruiters

must know about you and Will.

They don't.

Will was really private.

More private than you know.

More private than me.

So you didn't know
about the wife?

No.

So did Tibbs
say anything else?

No.

But I was mouth open in the
chair all morning.

The dude who put my teeth
back in.

What do they even call those?

I just call him Dr. Pepper.

That's his for real name.

He's kind of a douche bag,
actually.

But get this:

Could not stop bragging
to my mom

about how the police
brought him in

to help out on a big case.

Wait.
What?

Gunshot death
in Sutton Grove.

It's gotta be
Sarge Will's case.

Why do they need
a teeth doctor?

'Cause maybe Will shot
himself in the mouth.

Instead of in the head.

Phew.

God, you are so gruesome.

Did he happen
to mention that?

Tibbs?

After all, he's the only one
that saw the body.

At least, the only one
that we know of.

Pshoo!

Poo!

Matt?

Hey.

Hey, buddy.

How was it?

You know, I worked.

I had dinner with work people
and drinks with work people.

How were things here?

Fine.

Hey, Daddy's home.

You want to see Daddy?

Yeah.

Hey.

How you doing?

I missed you.

Hmm?

You and mommy been hanging out?

Mommy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Did you get yourself something
to eat?

Yeah.

Better today, at school?

Yeah.

Find anything new
about Sarge Will?

- This isn't
"CSI: Sutton Grove."

Yeah.

Sunday just seems so long ago.

Did you just say "Sunday"?

I mean, Monday?

Was it Monday?

The papers say that they found
him Tuesday morning, so...

Well, it turns out
you're right.

The autopsy just came out.

He, uh...

died Sunday night sometime.

Oh, you can find out a lot
from those things.

If you're looking
for the right things.

Are they?

Mom?

The more they look,

the more things
seem suspicious.

What?

There's just a lot of facts
that don't add up.

Like what?

It's just...
It's gruesome stuff, Addy.

- You don't want to know.
- I do want to know.

We all knew him.

You don't want to know, Addy.

Mom, tell me.

Be real with me.

You say you want to me to talk
to you,

then treat me like an adult.

Stuff, Addy.

Bullet trajectory.

Gunshot residue.

There's damage to his mouth.

- What kind of damage?
- His teeth.

He had caps,
and they were knocked out.

From the gunshot?

Or because someone
shoved a gun in there.

♪ He hides in the shadow
waiting for you ♪

♪ It hides in the shadow
waiting for you ♪

♪ He wants your soul

♪ She wants your soul

Coach,

she took me straight
into the fog of war.

♪ Run for your life

♪ Away from the wall

♪ Stop, it kind of go slow

I wanted to be
a part of your world.

But I didn't know your world
was like this.

♪ You've got me the soul ♪

♪ You've got me the soul ♪