I Know What You Did Last Summer (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Episode #1.8 - full transcript
♪ Start with me...
- I really need a burrito.
- Can someone
- please be in charge of music?
- Hello?
I think
I need to go home.
What you need
is a fucking burrito.
♪ Dare you to get it started...
I love you, Lemon.
♪ I dare you
to get it started...
- Maybe we could talk later?
- It's just sex.
♪ I dare you to get it ♪♪
- Oh!
- I love this song.
♪ I like, I like, I like ♪
- ♪ I like everything about you ♪
- Burrito!
- ♪ I like, I like... - Hello, burrito!
- Hey,
- maybe I should just go home, guys.
- Fucking burrito!
Burrito!
- ♪ I like, I like, I like ♪
- Burrito!
♪ So ♪
♪ Don't you hold me back,
'cause I know ♪
♪ When I know
I don't wanna be alone ♪
♪ Don't you hold me back ♪
- ♪ Be alo... - ♪ 'Cause I know when I know
I wanna go ♪
♪ I'm not shy, make you sigh,
slip and slide...
- Is Alison okay?
- No. -
Lennon sent me
Alison's obituary
with a rather nasty note.
Well, can you blame her?
After what you did?
I did what was best
for everyone.
So, why are you here?
Divine resurrection doesn't play
in the real world.
Your real world.
Where they arrest people for it.
I came to get
what Clara left me.
I called your lawyer
and I told her
that I'd send the money
as soon as I sold.
The money means nothing to me.
I need the bible.
- Right.
- The time is coming.
It's my responsibility
to keep the prophecy safe.
Do you know
how ridiculous you sound?
It's not too late to choose.
Your next life
could be so much happier.
Well, I choose reality.
And Lennon?
Does she know she has a choice?
We have an agreement.
Stay the fuck away from her.
You think
Dylan did this?
I never said that.
Cheeto, did you say
that dream catcher boy
pushed me through the window
last night?
Come on, Margot, you've
been saying this whole time
- you thought he was sus.
- You said he was just sensitive.
That's what I thought.
- Until last night.
- Ugh.
Please don't tell me he tried
to show you his salt lick.
I caught him outside my window.
I was legit joking.
Was he actually beating
his meatball?
You think
he came to get you first?
I don't know. I mean,
I mean, he-he didn't hurt me,
but when I wouldn't let him in,
he started saying
how he freed Clara
and he knew I was really Alison
and, like,
- all of this other crazy shit.
- Wait, stop.
Stop. Rewind.
He thought you were Alison?
- Mm-hmm.
- The girl he loved?
Tried to tell him I wasn't,
but he wouldn't believe me.
And this just happened
out of the blue
- outside your window?
- Yeah.
I mean, obviously,
I'm nothing like her.
Yeah. You're
def not desp and annoying.
No disrespect.
Maybe he just finally lost it.
Why would he come try to merc me
if he thought his one true love
was still alive?
That would, like,
destroy his entire motivation.
Unless he's just a psycho,
like you said.
I am very good at psychology.
But for the first time
in my life,
really hope I'm wrong.
Me too.
I'd like to report a crime.
Do you want to have a seat?
No. Thanks.
I understand
this may sound crazy,
but Alison Grant
did not kill herself.
Her sister, Lennon, died,
and Alison stole her identity.
Okay.
Which, according to my research,
is illegal.
- It definitely could be.
- I looked it up.
It's at least...
it's at least fraud.
Do you have any proof
of this fraud?
She fucking told me.
Sorry.
I mean, Alison informed me
of her deceit last night.
Was this
while you were threatening her
outside of the Grant home?
What?
Bruce called.
He said Lennon didn't want
to get you into trouble,
but he was concerned
about your emotional state.
No. This has nothing to do
with my emotional state.
He has surveillance footage
- of you stalking Lennon on numerous occasions.
- No,
I never fucking stalked her.
They're lying to cover it up.
Alison killed the real Lennon.
I...
I promised I wouldn't tell.
That's what happened.
- We-we killed her.
- Okay.
I can see that you're upset,
okay?
If you want to take a seat,
I'll go get you a soda
- or...
- No, I don't want a soda.
W-We killed Lennon.
We thought she was driving,
but it was really Alison.
And we hit her, the real Lennon,
after I fucked her,
and we-and we did ketamine,
and we-we put her body
in the cave.
And you ne...
you need to arrest her.
And you can arrest me, too,
if you want.
- You should probably sit down.
- No, I don't want to sit down!
Listen. Dylan,
I know you've lost
a lot of people you care about,
and you're obviously exhausted,
but you're saying things
that don't really make sense
and could get you
in a lot of trouble.
Also, I'm-I'm gonna call
social services, okay?
Do you want me to call
- your moms?
- No, I don't need you to call my moms!
I need you to do
your fucking job!
You need to watch
how you speak to me.
Do you have any evidence
of what you're saying?
Anyone who can corroborate
your story?
Th-They're all dead.
E-Except for Margot.
It was
after her graduation party.
She was in the car.
In the car
that Alison was driving
while she was pretending
to be Lennon?
Why the fuck are you talking
to me like I'm four?
I'm telling you,
more people are gonna die.
How do you know that?
I just do.
Hey.
God, I make shitty coffee.
Good thing
you have a restaurant next door.
Wanted to see
how you were doing.
Not good.
I can't...
I can't believe I told Dylan.
It's okay. We handled it.
You'll just have to be
extra careful for a while.
How's Margot?
We don't need to worry about her
if that's what you're asking.
It's just I...
I just thought Dylan would...
I mean,
what the fuck is wrong with me?
Sometimes people just aren't
who we want them to be.
If it comes up,
you'll say he got confused.
Happens with twins all the time.
Except there's only
one of us now.
♪ I am afraid...
All she ever did
was just hate on everyone here.
We could take her
to the cave.
We're just gonna say
she ran away?
No one will find her
if we put her in the cave.
It's not
like she had any friends.
What do you think
Alison would want?
Honey? You up for a visitor?
Hey. It'll just take
- a minute.
- Oh. Um, of course.
Um...
Is everything okay?
I just wanted to follow up
on Alison Grant's suicide.
Oh. I told you before,
I wasn't really friends
with Alison.
Oh, I-I remember.
We just try to get
as much information as we can
to prevent this kind of thing
from happening in the future.
Well...
More education on mental illness
would definitely help.
I agree.
- Can I get you anything to eat or drink?
- I'm okay.
Thanks. Do you remember
anything unusual
about Alison
before she disappeared?
It was your graduation night,
right?
Alison was always
kind of unusual.
In a sad kind of way.
- Yeah, depression will do that to you.
- Tea.
I-I've struggled, myself.
With that and anxiety.
Oh, I get it.
So, you didn't notice anything
while you guys were hanging out
after the party?
We never hung out
after the party.
The party went late,
remember?
You were there.
Making eyes at Bruce.
Yeah, that's not exactly
how I remember it.
So, you didn't see Alison at all
after she left?
Why would I?
I told you,
I'm friends with Lennon,
not her.
That poor family.
I can't imagine losing my child.
Mm.
- Thanks, Mei.
- Let me know
when you're ready to plan
that bachelorette.
Hey, Mei.
Bruce. How are you?
Fantastic, as usual.
Um, how's Margot doing?
She's doing great.
In fact, she just had a visit
from your lovely almost-fiancée.
She said she was finishing up
some paperwork about Alison.
I'm sure it's nothing. I just...
just thought
if someone was asking questions
about my daughter... You know?
Yeah, of course, Mei. Thanks.
No problem.
♪ Wrap your arms ♪
♪ And hold me still ♪
♪ I don't wanna think
about what I will...
Oh! And she
low-key pretended it was for
a suicide prevention program.
How fucked is that?
I-I told you Dylan was freaking.
Well, I thought
you meant "freaking"
like he was a murderer,
- not a narc.
- M-Maybe he's both.
I mean, don't serial killers
sometimes go to the police
to, like,
try and get caught to prove
they're, like,
smarter or something?
They usually are smarter.
I mean, the Unabomber
literally went to Harvard.
I-I just can't believe
Dylan would tell.
Well, there's legit
no other explanation,
and the anxiety
is making me have to pee.
I'm, like, hella hydrated.
♪ I thought you wanted ♪
♪ What I want...
So, what are-what are we
supposed to do?
Absolutely nothing
except act normal.
Oh, and lock our doors.
Tea. I mean,
we don't we-don't even know
what he said, so...
♪ If I'm not here to love you ♪
♪ What am I here for? ♪
So sus.
♪ How to begin...
What is?
Um...
Uh...
You know, that he, um,
suddenly decided
to go to dry vag
after keeping his unattractive
mouth shut all year.
Yeah, I know.
Are you sure
nothing happened
after I left last night
that would change
his entire outlook on life?
Other than the fact
that I caught him spying on me,
I told you, no.
♪ So completely I did fall ♪
I guess you never know
what's going on
in the mind of a psychopath.
♪ If I'm not here to love you ♪
♪ What am I here for? ♪♪
Looking for a deal?
I'm just following up.
- Did Lennon get a ticket or something?
- No.
Dylan came to see me
this morning.
- Huh. How's he doing?
- Not very well,
like you said.
He had a pretty crazy story
about how Alison
stole Lennon's identity
after she killed her
in a car crash,
and then something
about sex and ketamine.
Wow.
Yeah.
You need to take the Jeep in,
get it inspected or something?
None of it really adds up.
- I had social services reach out to him.
- Well...
Maybe I should
give the Hannahs a call, too.
Yeah. That would be a good idea.
While I'm here,
want to get some lunch?
I'm not all that hungry.
"Lunch" was code for fucking.
Right. Then I am very hungry.
- Yeah. Mm.
- Mm.
What are you doing here?
Did you stick your penne into
Lennon's vongole last night?
- She's not Lennon. She's Alison.
- Yeah,
she told me you were
yelling that outside her window.
- Goodbye, Margot.
- No.
Please?
I just need to know
if the used condom I found
in her trash can was yours.
- Why?
- Because if she lied to me
about having sex with you...
I think I might believe you
about her.
She told me who she really was
after she fucked me.
Come on.
We can talk in here.
You don't even, like,
pretend this is a real business?
It's social services.
They've been calling all day.
Well, you def need therapy.
Why the fuck did you go
to sandpaper pussy?
She's the chief of police.
Yeah. Which is why
Bruce is fucking her.
Don't you watch
nature documentaries?
Fathers will legit kill
to save their babies.
Only mothers do that.
The ones
that don't eat their young.
You're so dark.
I thought
Lyla was a good person.
There are no good people.
Just think
about what Lennon did.
I can't fucking think
about anything else.
Me either.
I think she and Bruce
killed everyone.
Not because they knew
about the accident
but because they knew
which twin she was.
No one knew Alison better
than Johnny.
Yeah, a-and Dale
was legit obsessed with Lennon,
so if he made a move
and Alison acted all virgin-y,
he would def know
something was up.
- She's not a virgin.
- I get it.
- I saw your nasty condom.
- Makes sense, but...
What about Riley?
So, the day she got... unalived,
she literally told me
Lennon was acting sus.
Bruce probably got Courtney
just in case.
I'm pretty sure he's the one
who pushed me through my window
last night.
I'm fine. Thanks for asking.
- Why would he come get you when I'm the one she told?
- They need
a new fall guy
now that Clara's dead.
I bet Bruce used her love
to get her to help.
Clara had nothing to do with it.
What the fuck happened that
night she found you in the cave?
You wouldn't understand.
We should go to the FBI.
Are you out of
your mentally ill little mind?
We're not going anywhere
without proof.
- What the fuck is that?
- It's a computer.
I thought you went to MIT.
I took it from Lennon's room
for you to hack.
See if you can find any
of the videos the killer sent.
What are you gonna do?
Get home before my mother
sends Kyle after me
and try to figure out
a way to get a confession.
Without getting us killed.
Thanks.
For what?
Believing me.
I loved her, too.
♪ Not today, not today ♪
♪ Not today,
not today ♪
♪ Not today, not today ♪
♪ Someday I'm gonna
walk away from you ♪
♪ Not today, not today ♪
♪ Not today,
not today ♪
♪ Someday I'm gonna
walk away from you ♪
♪ Not today,
not today, not today ♪
♪ Someday I'm gonna
walk away from you ♪
♪ Not today, not today ♪♪
How does Lennon feel about it?
About?
Us maybe getting married.
Right.
I just assumed
you forgot about that.
- I'm serious.
- Mm.
I'm sure
I'm not her favorite person
after she saw that video of us,
you know, fucking.
Well, it's not ideal,
but...
she's okay.
She's away at school
most of the time, anyway.
I just know
she's been through a lot lately.
Hi. If you're looking
for the cabins, they're, um...
Mom?
Alison?
I thought you were dead.
Um...
I-Is that...
is that why you came?
I...
I actually just need to speak
with your father.
- I can wait in the car.
- No.
No, wait. Um, c-can we just...
Can we talk?
Like, just for a minute.
You-you got a new necklace.
That's none of your concern.
Why? I wore the other one
every day after...
Wh-When I thought you were...
I mean...
Wh-What what did I...
What did I do wrong?
And why...
Why do you hate me just so much?
I told you, you need to move on.
Are you-are you
fucking kidding me?
All-all I've done for 11 years
is not move on,
and all I wanted every day
was for-for you to be here
so that I wouldn't
feel so alone and...
and fucked-up.
And now you're here, and you...
You just... You won't-you won't
even talk to me?
I mean, h-how-how
can you do that?
How can you just... how can you
just pretend to be dead?
How can you?
No, that-that's not...
That's not the same.
I didn't have a choice.
- Neither did I.
- Yes, you did. I mean,
you-you could... you
could have told us the truth.
The truth is I wanted to be dead
every single day
that I was here!
I missed my family.
We were right here.
My true family was dead.
I married your father
and I tried to pretend,
but it wasn't the same.
So your true family is the cult?
That's a small-minded word.
I'm not surprised you used it.
We were a community based on...
on love and truth and faith.
All the things
your father rejected.
So you just left us all
for Fred.
He was away on a mission
when most of the family
was lost.
He knew what love really was.
No, but you used to love us.
Okay, no. I remember.
You used to read us stories,
and you would lay in bed with me
when I was scared.
You were always
too much like him.
I was like you.
- Everyone told me.
- No.
You both always had
something wrong inside of you.
Fuck you.
You could still choose
to be happier in your next life.
You mean
because you ruined this one?
I wish you really were dead!
Other people are gonna take
what they want if you don't
get off your ass
and do something.
What is there left to take?
You already took it all.
Do you know how impossible it is
to be your sister?
It's more impossible
to be yours.
All I do every day
is worry about poor Alison.
Got to make sure
poor Alison's okay.
- Poor Alison would be great if you were gone.
- Here we go.
Blame me, per usual.
I do. Every day,
I wake up and I pray
you'll be fucking gone.
Well, I will be. Soon.
Not gone to Michigan.
Gone. Fucking dead and gone.
What if she's right
and there's just
something broken inside of me?
Who the fuck is she to judge?
The bitch pretended to be dead.
She's still my mother.
She hasn't seen you in, like,
ten fucking years.
She doesn't even know you.
Neither do you.
This is not the time
for your push and pull,
"I'm afraid of intimacy" games.
I mean it.
I'm-I'm seriously fucked-up.
In what way?
Besides your porn channel
and, like, the whole cave thing.
Okay, fuck you.
I'm just saying,
I love you...
and all your fucked-up-ness.
Nothing you say can change that.
Yes, it can.
Try me.
See if I run away.
I haven't yet.
That's because you have no idea
what I'm capable of.
What the hell
are you doing here?
The bible
wasn't at the compound.
Well, it isn't here.
You need to help me find it.
I don't think so.
I saw Alison.
She's still
as difficult as ever.
I can only imagine
the terrible things you two did
that made her take
her sister's identity.
Fred has no idea where you are,
does he?
He understands how dangerous
it is for you to be here.
I need the bible.
I'll see if the cops
took it as evidence.
After you're gone.
I can't hear you.
I said I found some very
compelling biological evidence.
Twins have
no genetic distinctions.
I know, condescension king.
We were
in the same science class.
Their mom is still alive.
Seriously?
Fuck.
Lennon was just here ranting
about how her mom
said she was a psycho
and how I don't know her at all.
I legit thought I was gonna
get a confession, but...
We're just gonna have to get
her mom to tell us instead.
Wait, why would she do that?
Every good parent wants to get
their child the help they need.
The woman left her kids
and pretended to be dead.
Right.
So, we'll just threaten
to tell the police she's alive
if she doesn't help.
Look, all we need to do
is find her.
I think she may be at Clara's.
Do I want to know
how you know that?
I saw a car parked up there
this morning,
and Bruce is part
of the community.
Makes sense their mom was, too.
It's a cult, not a community.
You're making me very
uncomfortable with this talk.
- You want me to go see if she's up there?
- Absolutely not.
Um, this involves psychology,
which is not
your area of expertise.
You just keep hacking
and wait for my signal
to bring fake Lennon.
No wonder
those girls are so fucked-up.
That's a massive understatement.
Hey, Wainani.
Uh, have you seen my dad?
Not for a while.
You want something to eat?
Um, that-that's okay, thanks.
If you see him, will you
tell him I'm looking for him?
He's not answering his phone.
Hello?
Helen?
U-Um...
It's me.
Margot Gilbert.
Remember? I was...
Lennon's best friend.
Hello?
Helen?
Dad, where are you? Call me back.
Hello?
Ugh.
Ugh.
Hello?
Helen?
Helen?
Is anyone there?
What the fuck, Dylan?
You should fix the locks
on your windows.
You need to leave.
That doesn't scare me.
Well, it should.
I came to give you
another chance.
You need to tell the truth,
and then I can help
set you free.
You mean like you freed Clara?
It's what she wanted.
A chance at redemption
in the next life.
What the fuck does that mean?
I helped prepare her
for the prophecy.
Okay, um, you're-you're
really starting to scare me now.
You're the one
holding the knife.
I know you wrote that note
I found on Alison's bed.
I wanted her to know
I was here for her.
Before I found out she was dead
and you were her
and not her at all.
We have surveillance footage
of you stalking me.
I never stalked you.
What do you call driving by
and spying on me?
Y-You wanted me to think
it was Dale the whole time,
- but it was really you.
- I was checking on you.
I check on everyone.
Every day at low tide.
It's just something
I have to do.
That you can't stop
because you're mentally ill.
It's OCD.
Well, maybe you can't
stop yourself
- from killing people, either.
- I didn't do that.
Stop trying to mindfuck me
and tell the fucking truth.
What if I don't know the truth?!
Oh, fuck.
- Margot?
- Lennon.
You and Dylan
need to get here right now.
What? Where?
Where you are you?
I was wrong about everything.
We need to find her.
She's at Clara's.
How do you know?
We should go.
You think
you can find a difference?
It would be better
with full-body nudes.
To look
for microscopic discrepancies.
Yeah, well, their dad
didn't have any of those, so...
I'll compare them to my notes
on the deceased twin.
Thanks.
I just want to confirm
which one is still alive.
- It's dead.
- Obviously.
No, um, my-my phone. I can't see
Margot's location anymore.
We should stick together.
Yeah, okay.
Um, I'm sorry.
About earlier.
You know, just saying
you were mentally ill.
Maybe I am.
That's not very reassuring.
Maybe you are, too.
What the fuck?
That-that's my mom.
Oh, my God.
I'm sorry.
I-I thought Margot was calling
with the signal.
What signal?
Uh, nothing.
We need to call the police.
Did you hear that?
Hello?
Hello? Hello, can you hear me?
Hello?
Margot, is that you?
If you can hear me,
we need help.
Hey, did you get through?
Dylan?
Dylan?!
Lennon?
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Get up. Are... What happened?
Are you okay?
Uh, give me your phone.
We need it. We need, uh,
I'll call you an ambulance.
Who-who did this to you?
You did.
What?
You-you killed my mom?
She caused so much pain.
I couldn't let her
get away with it.
Look, I...
I know what she did
was terrible, but I...
- I-I would've been... I would've been okay.
- Oh,
I didn't do it for you.
I did it for Lennon.
I am Lennon.
No.
The real Lennon.
The one I loved.
That you killed.
I-I don't know
what Dylan told you,
- but he's fucking...
- I didn't need Dylan to tell me anything.
I saw it
all over your social media
when you ghosted me last fall.
Your angles and hashtags
were so wrong,
- it was legit insane.
- I was...
I was going through a hard time. It's...
Come on, Margot.
You know who I am.
Yeah.
You're fucking Alison.
- Hi, Bruce.
- Hey, Mei.
Any chance
Lennon's at your place?
Her phone keeps going
straight to voice mail.
She's not here,
but I'm sure
the BFFs are together.
Let me check Find My Friends.
I should probably
get that on Lennon's phone, huh?
Parenting and stalking
go hand in hand
as far as I'm concerned.
I can't tell where Margot is
from the pin drop,
but don't worry.
I've had Kyle
keeping an eye on her
since she got back
from California.
Great. Uh...
Okay. Thanks, Mei.
- Margo, please.
- I gave you so many chances
to tell the truth.
I low-key told you
the goat head was
about something else you did.
Even after I killed Johnny,
who you supposedly loved most,
how could you not fall apart
and tell the truth?
I am telling the truth.
I mean, what kind of person
lets everyone else die
to cover up their lie?
Please, Margot, just...
Just think about it. I mean,
you know how messed-up I am,
the shit I hide
from-from everyone else.
Shut up.
What-what about my scars?
You're...
you're the only one
who knows how I got those.
No, you're just trying
to manipulate me like she did.
You think I don't know
what you were doing
when you kissed me
and then acted like a cunt?
I mean, so Lennon.
Because I am Lennon.
I really started to believe it
when I was at Hoffman.
I thought maybe I was wrong...
...and you really were her.
And you really loved me.
I do love you.
Then why did you pick Dylan?
I didn't.
You're the one
I always came back to.
Ever since that night.
You know that.
No,
don't-don't come over here.
Please.
Oh. Hey.
She's dead.
It's gonna be okay.
- Mm.
- I am right here, okay?
We're gonna
make it through okay.
I promise.
No one's ever loved me
like that before.
You want me to feel sorry
for you?
No one loves me, either, bitch.
I do.
You...
I just fucking stabbed you.
I...
- I know it doesn't make any sense...
- Yes, it does.
You're just trying
to save yourself.
I-I know it looks like that,
but I-I... I swear.
I ju...
I just want to help you the way
that you helped me that night.
No, I don't need your help.
Mm.
Fuck!
Fuck! Alison!
So,
you're just gonna...
make it look like
I did all of it?
That was the original plan.
And it would have worked,
but then I realized
I can't rest
knowing you're out there
making people like me
feel crazy.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
The real Lennon
would never apologize.
No, Mom,
he cannot watch South Park.
I don't care
if you think it's funny.
I-I got to go.
- Go for Kalei.
- Hey, Chief.
We received a 911 hang-up
approximately eight minutes ago.
I traced it
to Clara Whethers' old place.
No call back.
Would you like me
to go check it out?
Uh, I'm close. I'll stop by.
Okay. Be safe.
Alison?!
Margot?!
Fuck.
Don't-don't move. Don't move.
Don't move. We need to call 911, okay?
Um...
Don't worry, you can touch it.
Your DNA's already all over it.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I'm not the one
who leaves used condoms around.
She could die.
She's definitely gonna die.
Shots fired. Send backup.
What are you gonna do with it,
Mr. Anti-Gun Lobby?
Give me your fucking phone.
Oh, please don't shoot me.
- Thank God you're here.
- Shut the fuck up.
Drop the gun.
On your knees.
Hands on your head.
I'm gonna need an ambulance
at Clara's stat.
- He was going to kill us both.
- Cut the shit.
She stabbed Alison
and she was trying
to shoot her
when I got the gun away.
That's insane.
- Lennon's my best friend.
- You, too.
On your knees.
Hands on your head.
Just stay with me, okay?
Ambulance is on the way.
- My d... My dad.
- I'll call him.
You gonna tell me what happened?
Hey.
No one can...
No one can hurt you
if you tell the truth.
Why would I hurt her?
I love you, Lemon.
It was Dylan.
What?
No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.
Margot stabbed...
Why are you doing this?!
No. Margot stabbed her
and killed her mother!
Go look at the stone room!
I swear
to God I didn't do this.
I swear to God I didn't do this.
No, no, no. What the fuck
is wrong with you?!
- Tell the fucking truth!
- Okay, come on.
No! No, no, no, no, no, no.
No! Margot stabbed her
and killed her mother!
Jesus, go look
at the stone room! I swear...
Sorry, sorry. Hey, where is she?
Hey, the paramedics just
took her. She's stable, okay?
They set me up.
Margot tried to shoot her
in the head,
and she put my come
all over the knife.
Alison's mother in there...
she was right there.
I swear. I didn't...
Margot killed everyone!
Please, Mr. Grant.
You know I didn't do this!
- Let's go.
- Tell the truth for once in your life.
That's enough.
I could help. It's not too late.
I could help you be free.
I'm sorry, I should've
held him for a psych eval.
Oh, I didn't think
he could've hurt anyone.
Yeah, me neither.
Lennon said he's the one
that stabbed her.
What was
all that stuff about Helen?
We haven't found any evidence.
Well, how could you?
She's been dead for years.
Yeah, Lennon should be
at the hospital soon.
You realize...
...you've put me
in a very bad position.
We're en route.
We have one female, 19,
stab wound to her abdomen.
- Extensive blood loss...
- I mean,
you know what I did.
And you chose me.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I don't care what your name is.
I have never loved anyone more
in my life.
My son
is a sensitive soul.
He wouldn't hurt a fly.
You won't get away with this.
Do you know who my family is?
They recovered Alison
Grant's computer and phone
along with
some Arctic wolf spiders
in Riley Thacker's arm.
I can bring
your lawyer back in
if that would make you
more comfortable.
There is no redemption
in this life.
That's what you said.
But you also said Margot did it.
I know
Lennon didn't corroborate,
but I would still like to hear
your side of the story.
Her name is Alison.
He isn't helping himself.
Well, this probably
doesn't matter anymore,
but I did find a difference
between the Grant twins.
It actually matters a lot.
Under microscopic investigation,
I found a closed-up piercing
in Alison's upper left earlobe.
And the dead body?
Same piercing.
Confirms it was Alison Grant
who died of an apparent suicide.
Thanks, Wade.
You're Lennon now.
Alison ran away.
You made it up.
We both got to live with it.
What if I can't?
No one can ever know.
How you doing?
It hurts.
It's probably gonna hurt
for a while.
You got lucky.
Yeah, I know.
Honey.
What happened to your mom?
I-I don't know.
All right.
Get some sleep.
I'm sure you think
I'm a terrible person.
That you would have
done it all differently.
That's what I thought, too.
I mean, you hear about crazy
shit like this all the time,
and the answer always seems
really fucking obvious.
And it is...
♪ Your enemies...
...until it happens to you.
Suddenly, everything changes.
♪ Lay them to rest...
There's no thinking it through.
There's no considering
the consequences.
Those things come later.
Lennon?
In that moment,
all you have is the deepest,
darkest part of yourself...
...and a decision to make.
There's no pressing pause...
or rewind.
Never leave me, okay?
Never.
♪ What's on your mind? ♪
♪ A story of loss...
There's no turning back.
It's just done.
♪ Misery mother ♪
♪ Give me a sign ♪♪
The only question is...
...can you live with it?
This is
a very private story time
because I want to share
everything with my BB.
I mean, Dylan's cult obsession
made it très easy.
All I did was plant
a few select items,
like Alison's phone.
I took it after the accident
so Riley wouldn't, like,
steal it or something.
I just used an app to send
all the messages on a timer.
I told Dale
that the goat head thing
was a practical joke
you'd totally die over.
Le douchebag
put it in the closet,
but then he couldn't keep
his fucking mouth shut.
He was basically extorting me,
which is totally illegal, so...
I high-key couldn't
have done it without Kyle.
He walked in
on the whole Johnny mess,
and I totally freaked
and threatened to tell my mom
he was fucking my dad,
but turned out he was cool.
I mean, he even pushed me
out of the window.
He said
that's what he was there for,
to keep me out of trouble.
The problem was
I paid Dale in Bitcoin
from our OnlyFans account,
and Officer Doug
was smarter than he looked.
So I told him to meet me
at the funeral and...
Oh, sorry about Harold.
He just happened
to be constipated.
Oh! Then you kissed me
and ghosted me,
and I got confused.
Which is why I was so fragile
that night at Clara's
when Riley called me a psycho.
So when I got into Clara's truck
to escape
and saw her on the road, I...
just kind of lost it.
I mean, I legit
didn't even check her pulse.
It would've been
a high-key disaster
if my mom hadn't found
the strawberry syrup
and confronted me
about the mukbang.
So lucky I broke down
and told her everything.
It was her idea to frame Clara.
Everyone already knew
she was high-key insane.
So, she just had Kyle
steal more spiders
to put in everyone's brains.
That would've been the end of it
if stupid Courtney
had just kept her mouth shut.
But Kyle
just took care of her, too.
Oh, my God.
And then Clara killed herself,
which was a total coincidence
but made everything easier.
And now here we are,
the love story of the century.
- I really need a burrito.
- Can someone
- please be in charge of music?
- Hello?
I think
I need to go home.
What you need
is a fucking burrito.
♪ Dare you to get it started...
I love you, Lemon.
♪ I dare you
to get it started...
- Maybe we could talk later?
- It's just sex.
♪ I dare you to get it ♪♪
- Oh!
- I love this song.
♪ I like, I like, I like ♪
- ♪ I like everything about you ♪
- Burrito!
- ♪ I like, I like... - Hello, burrito!
- Hey,
- maybe I should just go home, guys.
- Fucking burrito!
Burrito!
- ♪ I like, I like, I like ♪
- Burrito!
♪ So ♪
♪ Don't you hold me back,
'cause I know ♪
♪ When I know
I don't wanna be alone ♪
♪ Don't you hold me back ♪
- ♪ Be alo... - ♪ 'Cause I know when I know
I wanna go ♪
♪ I'm not shy, make you sigh,
slip and slide...
- Is Alison okay?
- No. -
Lennon sent me
Alison's obituary
with a rather nasty note.
Well, can you blame her?
After what you did?
I did what was best
for everyone.
So, why are you here?
Divine resurrection doesn't play
in the real world.
Your real world.
Where they arrest people for it.
I came to get
what Clara left me.
I called your lawyer
and I told her
that I'd send the money
as soon as I sold.
The money means nothing to me.
I need the bible.
- Right.
- The time is coming.
It's my responsibility
to keep the prophecy safe.
Do you know
how ridiculous you sound?
It's not too late to choose.
Your next life
could be so much happier.
Well, I choose reality.
And Lennon?
Does she know she has a choice?
We have an agreement.
Stay the fuck away from her.
You think
Dylan did this?
I never said that.
Cheeto, did you say
that dream catcher boy
pushed me through the window
last night?
Come on, Margot, you've
been saying this whole time
- you thought he was sus.
- You said he was just sensitive.
That's what I thought.
- Until last night.
- Ugh.
Please don't tell me he tried
to show you his salt lick.
I caught him outside my window.
I was legit joking.
Was he actually beating
his meatball?
You think
he came to get you first?
I don't know. I mean,
I mean, he-he didn't hurt me,
but when I wouldn't let him in,
he started saying
how he freed Clara
and he knew I was really Alison
and, like,
- all of this other crazy shit.
- Wait, stop.
Stop. Rewind.
He thought you were Alison?
- Mm-hmm.
- The girl he loved?
Tried to tell him I wasn't,
but he wouldn't believe me.
And this just happened
out of the blue
- outside your window?
- Yeah.
I mean, obviously,
I'm nothing like her.
Yeah. You're
def not desp and annoying.
No disrespect.
Maybe he just finally lost it.
Why would he come try to merc me
if he thought his one true love
was still alive?
That would, like,
destroy his entire motivation.
Unless he's just a psycho,
like you said.
I am very good at psychology.
But for the first time
in my life,
really hope I'm wrong.
Me too.
I'd like to report a crime.
Do you want to have a seat?
No. Thanks.
I understand
this may sound crazy,
but Alison Grant
did not kill herself.
Her sister, Lennon, died,
and Alison stole her identity.
Okay.
Which, according to my research,
is illegal.
- It definitely could be.
- I looked it up.
It's at least...
it's at least fraud.
Do you have any proof
of this fraud?
She fucking told me.
Sorry.
I mean, Alison informed me
of her deceit last night.
Was this
while you were threatening her
outside of the Grant home?
What?
Bruce called.
He said Lennon didn't want
to get you into trouble,
but he was concerned
about your emotional state.
No. This has nothing to do
with my emotional state.
He has surveillance footage
- of you stalking Lennon on numerous occasions.
- No,
I never fucking stalked her.
They're lying to cover it up.
Alison killed the real Lennon.
I...
I promised I wouldn't tell.
That's what happened.
- We-we killed her.
- Okay.
I can see that you're upset,
okay?
If you want to take a seat,
I'll go get you a soda
- or...
- No, I don't want a soda.
W-We killed Lennon.
We thought she was driving,
but it was really Alison.
And we hit her, the real Lennon,
after I fucked her,
and we-and we did ketamine,
and we-we put her body
in the cave.
And you ne...
you need to arrest her.
And you can arrest me, too,
if you want.
- You should probably sit down.
- No, I don't want to sit down!
Listen. Dylan,
I know you've lost
a lot of people you care about,
and you're obviously exhausted,
but you're saying things
that don't really make sense
and could get you
in a lot of trouble.
Also, I'm-I'm gonna call
social services, okay?
Do you want me to call
- your moms?
- No, I don't need you to call my moms!
I need you to do
your fucking job!
You need to watch
how you speak to me.
Do you have any evidence
of what you're saying?
Anyone who can corroborate
your story?
Th-They're all dead.
E-Except for Margot.
It was
after her graduation party.
She was in the car.
In the car
that Alison was driving
while she was pretending
to be Lennon?
Why the fuck are you talking
to me like I'm four?
I'm telling you,
more people are gonna die.
How do you know that?
I just do.
Hey.
God, I make shitty coffee.
Good thing
you have a restaurant next door.
Wanted to see
how you were doing.
Not good.
I can't...
I can't believe I told Dylan.
It's okay. We handled it.
You'll just have to be
extra careful for a while.
How's Margot?
We don't need to worry about her
if that's what you're asking.
It's just I...
I just thought Dylan would...
I mean,
what the fuck is wrong with me?
Sometimes people just aren't
who we want them to be.
If it comes up,
you'll say he got confused.
Happens with twins all the time.
Except there's only
one of us now.
♪ I am afraid...
All she ever did
was just hate on everyone here.
We could take her
to the cave.
We're just gonna say
she ran away?
No one will find her
if we put her in the cave.
It's not
like she had any friends.
What do you think
Alison would want?
Honey? You up for a visitor?
Hey. It'll just take
- a minute.
- Oh. Um, of course.
Um...
Is everything okay?
I just wanted to follow up
on Alison Grant's suicide.
Oh. I told you before,
I wasn't really friends
with Alison.
Oh, I-I remember.
We just try to get
as much information as we can
to prevent this kind of thing
from happening in the future.
Well...
More education on mental illness
would definitely help.
I agree.
- Can I get you anything to eat or drink?
- I'm okay.
Thanks. Do you remember
anything unusual
about Alison
before she disappeared?
It was your graduation night,
right?
Alison was always
kind of unusual.
In a sad kind of way.
- Yeah, depression will do that to you.
- Tea.
I-I've struggled, myself.
With that and anxiety.
Oh, I get it.
So, you didn't notice anything
while you guys were hanging out
after the party?
We never hung out
after the party.
The party went late,
remember?
You were there.
Making eyes at Bruce.
Yeah, that's not exactly
how I remember it.
So, you didn't see Alison at all
after she left?
Why would I?
I told you,
I'm friends with Lennon,
not her.
That poor family.
I can't imagine losing my child.
Mm.
- Thanks, Mei.
- Let me know
when you're ready to plan
that bachelorette.
Hey, Mei.
Bruce. How are you?
Fantastic, as usual.
Um, how's Margot doing?
She's doing great.
In fact, she just had a visit
from your lovely almost-fiancée.
She said she was finishing up
some paperwork about Alison.
I'm sure it's nothing. I just...
just thought
if someone was asking questions
about my daughter... You know?
Yeah, of course, Mei. Thanks.
No problem.
♪ Wrap your arms ♪
♪ And hold me still ♪
♪ I don't wanna think
about what I will...
Oh! And she
low-key pretended it was for
a suicide prevention program.
How fucked is that?
I-I told you Dylan was freaking.
Well, I thought
you meant "freaking"
like he was a murderer,
- not a narc.
- M-Maybe he's both.
I mean, don't serial killers
sometimes go to the police
to, like,
try and get caught to prove
they're, like,
smarter or something?
They usually are smarter.
I mean, the Unabomber
literally went to Harvard.
I-I just can't believe
Dylan would tell.
Well, there's legit
no other explanation,
and the anxiety
is making me have to pee.
I'm, like, hella hydrated.
♪ I thought you wanted ♪
♪ What I want...
So, what are-what are we
supposed to do?
Absolutely nothing
except act normal.
Oh, and lock our doors.
Tea. I mean,
we don't we-don't even know
what he said, so...
♪ If I'm not here to love you ♪
♪ What am I here for? ♪
So sus.
♪ How to begin...
What is?
Um...
Uh...
You know, that he, um,
suddenly decided
to go to dry vag
after keeping his unattractive
mouth shut all year.
Yeah, I know.
Are you sure
nothing happened
after I left last night
that would change
his entire outlook on life?
Other than the fact
that I caught him spying on me,
I told you, no.
♪ So completely I did fall ♪
I guess you never know
what's going on
in the mind of a psychopath.
♪ If I'm not here to love you ♪
♪ What am I here for? ♪♪
Looking for a deal?
I'm just following up.
- Did Lennon get a ticket or something?
- No.
Dylan came to see me
this morning.
- Huh. How's he doing?
- Not very well,
like you said.
He had a pretty crazy story
about how Alison
stole Lennon's identity
after she killed her
in a car crash,
and then something
about sex and ketamine.
Wow.
Yeah.
You need to take the Jeep in,
get it inspected or something?
None of it really adds up.
- I had social services reach out to him.
- Well...
Maybe I should
give the Hannahs a call, too.
Yeah. That would be a good idea.
While I'm here,
want to get some lunch?
I'm not all that hungry.
"Lunch" was code for fucking.
Right. Then I am very hungry.
- Yeah. Mm.
- Mm.
What are you doing here?
Did you stick your penne into
Lennon's vongole last night?
- She's not Lennon. She's Alison.
- Yeah,
she told me you were
yelling that outside her window.
- Goodbye, Margot.
- No.
Please?
I just need to know
if the used condom I found
in her trash can was yours.
- Why?
- Because if she lied to me
about having sex with you...
I think I might believe you
about her.
She told me who she really was
after she fucked me.
Come on.
We can talk in here.
You don't even, like,
pretend this is a real business?
It's social services.
They've been calling all day.
Well, you def need therapy.
Why the fuck did you go
to sandpaper pussy?
She's the chief of police.
Yeah. Which is why
Bruce is fucking her.
Don't you watch
nature documentaries?
Fathers will legit kill
to save their babies.
Only mothers do that.
The ones
that don't eat their young.
You're so dark.
I thought
Lyla was a good person.
There are no good people.
Just think
about what Lennon did.
I can't fucking think
about anything else.
Me either.
I think she and Bruce
killed everyone.
Not because they knew
about the accident
but because they knew
which twin she was.
No one knew Alison better
than Johnny.
Yeah, a-and Dale
was legit obsessed with Lennon,
so if he made a move
and Alison acted all virgin-y,
he would def know
something was up.
- She's not a virgin.
- I get it.
- I saw your nasty condom.
- Makes sense, but...
What about Riley?
So, the day she got... unalived,
she literally told me
Lennon was acting sus.
Bruce probably got Courtney
just in case.
I'm pretty sure he's the one
who pushed me through my window
last night.
I'm fine. Thanks for asking.
- Why would he come get you when I'm the one she told?
- They need
a new fall guy
now that Clara's dead.
I bet Bruce used her love
to get her to help.
Clara had nothing to do with it.
What the fuck happened that
night she found you in the cave?
You wouldn't understand.
We should go to the FBI.
Are you out of
your mentally ill little mind?
We're not going anywhere
without proof.
- What the fuck is that?
- It's a computer.
I thought you went to MIT.
I took it from Lennon's room
for you to hack.
See if you can find any
of the videos the killer sent.
What are you gonna do?
Get home before my mother
sends Kyle after me
and try to figure out
a way to get a confession.
Without getting us killed.
Thanks.
For what?
Believing me.
I loved her, too.
♪ Not today, not today ♪
♪ Not today,
not today ♪
♪ Not today, not today ♪
♪ Someday I'm gonna
walk away from you ♪
♪ Not today, not today ♪
♪ Not today,
not today ♪
♪ Someday I'm gonna
walk away from you ♪
♪ Not today,
not today, not today ♪
♪ Someday I'm gonna
walk away from you ♪
♪ Not today, not today ♪♪
How does Lennon feel about it?
About?
Us maybe getting married.
Right.
I just assumed
you forgot about that.
- I'm serious.
- Mm.
I'm sure
I'm not her favorite person
after she saw that video of us,
you know, fucking.
Well, it's not ideal,
but...
she's okay.
She's away at school
most of the time, anyway.
I just know
she's been through a lot lately.
Hi. If you're looking
for the cabins, they're, um...
Mom?
Alison?
I thought you were dead.
Um...
I-Is that...
is that why you came?
I...
I actually just need to speak
with your father.
- I can wait in the car.
- No.
No, wait. Um, c-can we just...
Can we talk?
Like, just for a minute.
You-you got a new necklace.
That's none of your concern.
Why? I wore the other one
every day after...
Wh-When I thought you were...
I mean...
Wh-What what did I...
What did I do wrong?
And why...
Why do you hate me just so much?
I told you, you need to move on.
Are you-are you
fucking kidding me?
All-all I've done for 11 years
is not move on,
and all I wanted every day
was for-for you to be here
so that I wouldn't
feel so alone and...
and fucked-up.
And now you're here, and you...
You just... You won't-you won't
even talk to me?
I mean, h-how-how
can you do that?
How can you just... how can you
just pretend to be dead?
How can you?
No, that-that's not...
That's not the same.
I didn't have a choice.
- Neither did I.
- Yes, you did. I mean,
you-you could... you
could have told us the truth.
The truth is I wanted to be dead
every single day
that I was here!
I missed my family.
We were right here.
My true family was dead.
I married your father
and I tried to pretend,
but it wasn't the same.
So your true family is the cult?
That's a small-minded word.
I'm not surprised you used it.
We were a community based on...
on love and truth and faith.
All the things
your father rejected.
So you just left us all
for Fred.
He was away on a mission
when most of the family
was lost.
He knew what love really was.
No, but you used to love us.
Okay, no. I remember.
You used to read us stories,
and you would lay in bed with me
when I was scared.
You were always
too much like him.
I was like you.
- Everyone told me.
- No.
You both always had
something wrong inside of you.
Fuck you.
You could still choose
to be happier in your next life.
You mean
because you ruined this one?
I wish you really were dead!
Other people are gonna take
what they want if you don't
get off your ass
and do something.
What is there left to take?
You already took it all.
Do you know how impossible it is
to be your sister?
It's more impossible
to be yours.
All I do every day
is worry about poor Alison.
Got to make sure
poor Alison's okay.
- Poor Alison would be great if you were gone.
- Here we go.
Blame me, per usual.
I do. Every day,
I wake up and I pray
you'll be fucking gone.
Well, I will be. Soon.
Not gone to Michigan.
Gone. Fucking dead and gone.
What if she's right
and there's just
something broken inside of me?
Who the fuck is she to judge?
The bitch pretended to be dead.
She's still my mother.
She hasn't seen you in, like,
ten fucking years.
She doesn't even know you.
Neither do you.
This is not the time
for your push and pull,
"I'm afraid of intimacy" games.
I mean it.
I'm-I'm seriously fucked-up.
In what way?
Besides your porn channel
and, like, the whole cave thing.
Okay, fuck you.
I'm just saying,
I love you...
and all your fucked-up-ness.
Nothing you say can change that.
Yes, it can.
Try me.
See if I run away.
I haven't yet.
That's because you have no idea
what I'm capable of.
What the hell
are you doing here?
The bible
wasn't at the compound.
Well, it isn't here.
You need to help me find it.
I don't think so.
I saw Alison.
She's still
as difficult as ever.
I can only imagine
the terrible things you two did
that made her take
her sister's identity.
Fred has no idea where you are,
does he?
He understands how dangerous
it is for you to be here.
I need the bible.
I'll see if the cops
took it as evidence.
After you're gone.
I can't hear you.
I said I found some very
compelling biological evidence.
Twins have
no genetic distinctions.
I know, condescension king.
We were
in the same science class.
Their mom is still alive.
Seriously?
Fuck.
Lennon was just here ranting
about how her mom
said she was a psycho
and how I don't know her at all.
I legit thought I was gonna
get a confession, but...
We're just gonna have to get
her mom to tell us instead.
Wait, why would she do that?
Every good parent wants to get
their child the help they need.
The woman left her kids
and pretended to be dead.
Right.
So, we'll just threaten
to tell the police she's alive
if she doesn't help.
Look, all we need to do
is find her.
I think she may be at Clara's.
Do I want to know
how you know that?
I saw a car parked up there
this morning,
and Bruce is part
of the community.
Makes sense their mom was, too.
It's a cult, not a community.
You're making me very
uncomfortable with this talk.
- You want me to go see if she's up there?
- Absolutely not.
Um, this involves psychology,
which is not
your area of expertise.
You just keep hacking
and wait for my signal
to bring fake Lennon.
No wonder
those girls are so fucked-up.
That's a massive understatement.
Hey, Wainani.
Uh, have you seen my dad?
Not for a while.
You want something to eat?
Um, that-that's okay, thanks.
If you see him, will you
tell him I'm looking for him?
He's not answering his phone.
Hello?
Helen?
U-Um...
It's me.
Margot Gilbert.
Remember? I was...
Lennon's best friend.
Hello?
Helen?
Dad, where are you? Call me back.
Hello?
Ugh.
Ugh.
Hello?
Helen?
Helen?
Is anyone there?
What the fuck, Dylan?
You should fix the locks
on your windows.
You need to leave.
That doesn't scare me.
Well, it should.
I came to give you
another chance.
You need to tell the truth,
and then I can help
set you free.
You mean like you freed Clara?
It's what she wanted.
A chance at redemption
in the next life.
What the fuck does that mean?
I helped prepare her
for the prophecy.
Okay, um, you're-you're
really starting to scare me now.
You're the one
holding the knife.
I know you wrote that note
I found on Alison's bed.
I wanted her to know
I was here for her.
Before I found out she was dead
and you were her
and not her at all.
We have surveillance footage
of you stalking me.
I never stalked you.
What do you call driving by
and spying on me?
Y-You wanted me to think
it was Dale the whole time,
- but it was really you.
- I was checking on you.
I check on everyone.
Every day at low tide.
It's just something
I have to do.
That you can't stop
because you're mentally ill.
It's OCD.
Well, maybe you can't
stop yourself
- from killing people, either.
- I didn't do that.
Stop trying to mindfuck me
and tell the fucking truth.
What if I don't know the truth?!
Oh, fuck.
- Margot?
- Lennon.
You and Dylan
need to get here right now.
What? Where?
Where you are you?
I was wrong about everything.
We need to find her.
She's at Clara's.
How do you know?
We should go.
You think
you can find a difference?
It would be better
with full-body nudes.
To look
for microscopic discrepancies.
Yeah, well, their dad
didn't have any of those, so...
I'll compare them to my notes
on the deceased twin.
Thanks.
I just want to confirm
which one is still alive.
- It's dead.
- Obviously.
No, um, my-my phone. I can't see
Margot's location anymore.
We should stick together.
Yeah, okay.
Um, I'm sorry.
About earlier.
You know, just saying
you were mentally ill.
Maybe I am.
That's not very reassuring.
Maybe you are, too.
What the fuck?
That-that's my mom.
Oh, my God.
I'm sorry.
I-I thought Margot was calling
with the signal.
What signal?
Uh, nothing.
We need to call the police.
Did you hear that?
Hello?
Hello? Hello, can you hear me?
Hello?
Margot, is that you?
If you can hear me,
we need help.
Hey, did you get through?
Dylan?
Dylan?!
Lennon?
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Get up. Are... What happened?
Are you okay?
Uh, give me your phone.
We need it. We need, uh,
I'll call you an ambulance.
Who-who did this to you?
You did.
What?
You-you killed my mom?
She caused so much pain.
I couldn't let her
get away with it.
Look, I...
I know what she did
was terrible, but I...
- I-I would've been... I would've been okay.
- Oh,
I didn't do it for you.
I did it for Lennon.
I am Lennon.
No.
The real Lennon.
The one I loved.
That you killed.
I-I don't know
what Dylan told you,
- but he's fucking...
- I didn't need Dylan to tell me anything.
I saw it
all over your social media
when you ghosted me last fall.
Your angles and hashtags
were so wrong,
- it was legit insane.
- I was...
I was going through a hard time. It's...
Come on, Margot.
You know who I am.
Yeah.
You're fucking Alison.
- Hi, Bruce.
- Hey, Mei.
Any chance
Lennon's at your place?
Her phone keeps going
straight to voice mail.
She's not here,
but I'm sure
the BFFs are together.
Let me check Find My Friends.
I should probably
get that on Lennon's phone, huh?
Parenting and stalking
go hand in hand
as far as I'm concerned.
I can't tell where Margot is
from the pin drop,
but don't worry.
I've had Kyle
keeping an eye on her
since she got back
from California.
Great. Uh...
Okay. Thanks, Mei.
- Margo, please.
- I gave you so many chances
to tell the truth.
I low-key told you
the goat head was
about something else you did.
Even after I killed Johnny,
who you supposedly loved most,
how could you not fall apart
and tell the truth?
I am telling the truth.
I mean, what kind of person
lets everyone else die
to cover up their lie?
Please, Margot, just...
Just think about it. I mean,
you know how messed-up I am,
the shit I hide
from-from everyone else.
Shut up.
What-what about my scars?
You're...
you're the only one
who knows how I got those.
No, you're just trying
to manipulate me like she did.
You think I don't know
what you were doing
when you kissed me
and then acted like a cunt?
I mean, so Lennon.
Because I am Lennon.
I really started to believe it
when I was at Hoffman.
I thought maybe I was wrong...
...and you really were her.
And you really loved me.
I do love you.
Then why did you pick Dylan?
I didn't.
You're the one
I always came back to.
Ever since that night.
You know that.
No,
don't-don't come over here.
Please.
Oh. Hey.
She's dead.
It's gonna be okay.
- Mm.
- I am right here, okay?
We're gonna
make it through okay.
I promise.
No one's ever loved me
like that before.
You want me to feel sorry
for you?
No one loves me, either, bitch.
I do.
You...
I just fucking stabbed you.
I...
- I know it doesn't make any sense...
- Yes, it does.
You're just trying
to save yourself.
I-I know it looks like that,
but I-I... I swear.
I ju...
I just want to help you the way
that you helped me that night.
No, I don't need your help.
Mm.
Fuck!
Fuck! Alison!
So,
you're just gonna...
make it look like
I did all of it?
That was the original plan.
And it would have worked,
but then I realized
I can't rest
knowing you're out there
making people like me
feel crazy.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
The real Lennon
would never apologize.
No, Mom,
he cannot watch South Park.
I don't care
if you think it's funny.
I-I got to go.
- Go for Kalei.
- Hey, Chief.
We received a 911 hang-up
approximately eight minutes ago.
I traced it
to Clara Whethers' old place.
No call back.
Would you like me
to go check it out?
Uh, I'm close. I'll stop by.
Okay. Be safe.
Alison?!
Margot?!
Fuck.
Don't-don't move. Don't move.
Don't move. We need to call 911, okay?
Um...
Don't worry, you can touch it.
Your DNA's already all over it.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I'm not the one
who leaves used condoms around.
She could die.
She's definitely gonna die.
Shots fired. Send backup.
What are you gonna do with it,
Mr. Anti-Gun Lobby?
Give me your fucking phone.
Oh, please don't shoot me.
- Thank God you're here.
- Shut the fuck up.
Drop the gun.
On your knees.
Hands on your head.
I'm gonna need an ambulance
at Clara's stat.
- He was going to kill us both.
- Cut the shit.
She stabbed Alison
and she was trying
to shoot her
when I got the gun away.
That's insane.
- Lennon's my best friend.
- You, too.
On your knees.
Hands on your head.
Just stay with me, okay?
Ambulance is on the way.
- My d... My dad.
- I'll call him.
You gonna tell me what happened?
Hey.
No one can...
No one can hurt you
if you tell the truth.
Why would I hurt her?
I love you, Lemon.
It was Dylan.
What?
No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.
Margot stabbed...
Why are you doing this?!
No. Margot stabbed her
and killed her mother!
Go look at the stone room!
I swear
to God I didn't do this.
I swear to God I didn't do this.
No, no, no. What the fuck
is wrong with you?!
- Tell the fucking truth!
- Okay, come on.
No! No, no, no, no, no, no.
No! Margot stabbed her
and killed her mother!
Jesus, go look
at the stone room! I swear...
Sorry, sorry. Hey, where is she?
Hey, the paramedics just
took her. She's stable, okay?
They set me up.
Margot tried to shoot her
in the head,
and she put my come
all over the knife.
Alison's mother in there...
she was right there.
I swear. I didn't...
Margot killed everyone!
Please, Mr. Grant.
You know I didn't do this!
- Let's go.
- Tell the truth for once in your life.
That's enough.
I could help. It's not too late.
I could help you be free.
I'm sorry, I should've
held him for a psych eval.
Oh, I didn't think
he could've hurt anyone.
Yeah, me neither.
Lennon said he's the one
that stabbed her.
What was
all that stuff about Helen?
We haven't found any evidence.
Well, how could you?
She's been dead for years.
Yeah, Lennon should be
at the hospital soon.
You realize...
...you've put me
in a very bad position.
We're en route.
We have one female, 19,
stab wound to her abdomen.
- Extensive blood loss...
- I mean,
you know what I did.
And you chose me.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I don't care what your name is.
I have never loved anyone more
in my life.
My son
is a sensitive soul.
He wouldn't hurt a fly.
You won't get away with this.
Do you know who my family is?
They recovered Alison
Grant's computer and phone
along with
some Arctic wolf spiders
in Riley Thacker's arm.
I can bring
your lawyer back in
if that would make you
more comfortable.
There is no redemption
in this life.
That's what you said.
But you also said Margot did it.
I know
Lennon didn't corroborate,
but I would still like to hear
your side of the story.
Her name is Alison.
He isn't helping himself.
Well, this probably
doesn't matter anymore,
but I did find a difference
between the Grant twins.
It actually matters a lot.
Under microscopic investigation,
I found a closed-up piercing
in Alison's upper left earlobe.
And the dead body?
Same piercing.
Confirms it was Alison Grant
who died of an apparent suicide.
Thanks, Wade.
You're Lennon now.
Alison ran away.
You made it up.
We both got to live with it.
What if I can't?
No one can ever know.
How you doing?
It hurts.
It's probably gonna hurt
for a while.
You got lucky.
Yeah, I know.
Honey.
What happened to your mom?
I-I don't know.
All right.
Get some sleep.
I'm sure you think
I'm a terrible person.
That you would have
done it all differently.
That's what I thought, too.
I mean, you hear about crazy
shit like this all the time,
and the answer always seems
really fucking obvious.
And it is...
♪ Your enemies...
...until it happens to you.
Suddenly, everything changes.
♪ Lay them to rest...
There's no thinking it through.
There's no considering
the consequences.
Those things come later.
Lennon?
In that moment,
all you have is the deepest,
darkest part of yourself...
...and a decision to make.
There's no pressing pause...
or rewind.
Never leave me, okay?
Never.
♪ What's on your mind? ♪
♪ A story of loss...
There's no turning back.
It's just done.
♪ Misery mother ♪
♪ Give me a sign ♪♪
The only question is...
...can you live with it?
This is
a very private story time
because I want to share
everything with my BB.
I mean, Dylan's cult obsession
made it très easy.
All I did was plant
a few select items,
like Alison's phone.
I took it after the accident
so Riley wouldn't, like,
steal it or something.
I just used an app to send
all the messages on a timer.
I told Dale
that the goat head thing
was a practical joke
you'd totally die over.
Le douchebag
put it in the closet,
but then he couldn't keep
his fucking mouth shut.
He was basically extorting me,
which is totally illegal, so...
I high-key couldn't
have done it without Kyle.
He walked in
on the whole Johnny mess,
and I totally freaked
and threatened to tell my mom
he was fucking my dad,
but turned out he was cool.
I mean, he even pushed me
out of the window.
He said
that's what he was there for,
to keep me out of trouble.
The problem was
I paid Dale in Bitcoin
from our OnlyFans account,
and Officer Doug
was smarter than he looked.
So I told him to meet me
at the funeral and...
Oh, sorry about Harold.
He just happened
to be constipated.
Oh! Then you kissed me
and ghosted me,
and I got confused.
Which is why I was so fragile
that night at Clara's
when Riley called me a psycho.
So when I got into Clara's truck
to escape
and saw her on the road, I...
just kind of lost it.
I mean, I legit
didn't even check her pulse.
It would've been
a high-key disaster
if my mom hadn't found
the strawberry syrup
and confronted me
about the mukbang.
So lucky I broke down
and told her everything.
It was her idea to frame Clara.
Everyone already knew
she was high-key insane.
So, she just had Kyle
steal more spiders
to put in everyone's brains.
That would've been the end of it
if stupid Courtney
had just kept her mouth shut.
But Kyle
just took care of her, too.
Oh, my God.
And then Clara killed herself,
which was a total coincidence
but made everything easier.
And now here we are,
the love story of the century.