Tell Me a Story (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 4 - Number One Fan - full transcript

Previously on
Tell Me A Story...

Someone tried to kill me.REBECCA: Most of these

are idle threats.ASHLEY: "Our hearts and souls

will burn as one."

I want you to have this.
It's a panic button.

When you find yourself in
need of some assistance...

ASHLEY:
You'll come running?

I work for someone
pretty well known.

KYLE:
I was thinking

maybe we could get together.

Where are you going
looking so smart and sexy?



The reading of
my father's trust.

He left his estate to me.

My dad left me nothing?
This can't be right.

CORA:
He was a healthy man.

The only thing wrong with him
was his choice in women.

$50,000?You just take the money and go.

Give Veronica a
message from me.

I think that we got
engaged too fast.

I don't want to do this.Things are changing.

I'm writing.
I'm in a good place.

♪

Help me!
[screams]

Relax. It's okay.

Susie?



Susie?

♪

[Susie sniffles]

♪

♪

♪

♪

Just getting in?

I am.

How are you?

I'm okay.

What was that?

Something new.

It's just a little melody,
but I hope it grows up one day.

You play?

Yeah.

Prove it.

[playing "Chopsticks"]

You're such a liar.

[both chuckle]I got you, though.

[plays off-key]

Okay. Okay, stop.

Stop, stop. Come here.

Put your finger here.

[footsteps approaching]

KEN:
Morning.

Morning, Mr. Morris.

Ms. Rose. Beau,

can I see you
a minute?

Sir.

What the hell was that?

You're not here
to be her friend.

You're here to
protect her.I understand that.

Do you?It's my job

to keep her safe and happy.

No, it's your job to keep
her safe and me happy.

Yes, sir.

Jeff's outside on patrol,

so you're in here
for the morning.

I'm going home.

Copy. Um...

I'm still waiting
to hear back about

those license plates
that I sent in.

I'll let you know
as soon as I do.

Keep it professional.
At all times.

[door opens, closes]

♪

[horn blows in distance]

[winces]

♪

[door opens, closes]

[keys clacking]

[sighs]

[birds chirping]

[children's voices echoing]

Wait up, Anna!

You're too slow.

BOY:
Don't go in the water.

[whistling]

Good morning.

[sighs]

Look, I know last night
was rough, but, uh,

let's move past it. Hmm?

Start fresh?

The silent treatment? Really?

Fine.

How does it feel

to be so small
and insecure that you have

to kidnap and kill women?

Wow. You're tough.

Straight for the
jugular, huh?

Is it just your micro-penis that
makes you do such twisted shit?

[laughs softly]

See, now you're just being rude,
when I have been

nothing but polite.

Go fuck yourself.

That's okay.

The others didn't want
to cooperate, either.

[door creaks open]

What do you want with me?[chains jangle]

[sighs]

Well, you know I'm a writer.

And, uh, I'm working
on a new book.

My first one was
a meditation on loneliness.

Got good reviews,

but it didn't do very well.

I have a two-book deal
and I'm behind on my deadline.

So now there's all this...
pressure.

What does that
have to do with me?

My new book
is about love and loss.

How it breaks us down.

How we put ourselves
back together.

That's where you come in.

It's helpful if I have
a subject who can relate.

I don't understand.

Tell me about Luke.

How do you know about him?

Aren't we past that?

I do my research.

He was a smart kid.

Full ride
to Oklahoma State.

Only 22 years old.

What was it?

Head injury?I don't want to talk about him.

Is he the reason
for all the partying?

All the moving around,

dating losers like Grant?

Are you trying
to fill the void?

What kind of
fucked up game is this?

No games.

It-it was just a headache.

Luke played club football
and he loved it.

One day he came home
and he was tired.

He said he had his bell rung and
I-I didn't think it was serious.

[quietly]:
But it was.

They said he was
bleeding from his brain.

Nobody knew.

A loss like that...
changes you, doesn't it?

Everyone says
give it some time.

But that's bullshit.

What color were his eyes?

What color?

Green.

Do you miss him?

[crying]

Every day of my life.

I can understand that.

This was
a really good start.

Why me?

Because I need you.

And you don't know it yet,
but you need me, too.

[door creaks closed]

[lock clicking]

[grunts]

[exhales]

Kyle?

[sighs]
Hello?

[exhales sharply]

[garage door opening]

Ah.

Morning, Jeff.Good morning.

You're getting here late.

Don't tell anyone?

Sure.

[car blips]

[grunts softly]

SIMONE:
The trust leaves
everything to Veronica.

But you don't think my dad
would've cut me out entirely...

No, I don't.

It wasn't two months ago
that he was going on

about leaving
the business to you.

It was his way
of apologizing.

He loved you, Simone.

He always hoped
that you'd come home.

This, this is Veronica's doing.

She must have changed
the trust.

What if there was an original
copy of it somewhere?

Where are you going
with this?

Did Dad still have that old safe
hidden in his office?

How do you know about that?

I grew up
in that distillery, Cora.

Does Veronica know about it?

No.

Frank always said
that a man needed

to have some secrets of his own.

And the only other person
who would have

the combination is you.

He trusted you
with everything.

That doesn't matter anymore.

Because as of yesterday, I no
longer work at Garland Creek.

She fired you?

But you've been there
since the beginning.

I'll be okay.

Your father took care of me,
I invested well.

I've always wanted to try
something new,

and now I have
the chance.

What if I can get to the safe?

I would say that you were
asking for trouble.

Don't mess with Veronica.

She has a lot of powerful
friends in this city.

She would do anything to protect
her precious reputation.

Simone.

Go home.

Live your life.

I don't have much of a life
to go home to.

All I need is the combination.

[playing gentle melody]

Hey.

Ash, I'm so sorry
I'm late.

Don't worry about it.

Okay. Sorry.

You know...
[sighs]

...this thing would really
work better around your neck.

Thanks, Mom.

I took it off
for physical therapy.

[quietly]:
Okay.

So, you're writing again?

The phrasing is clunky,

and the progression in the
pre-chorus doesn't work.

Well, I think
it sounded great so far.

Do me a favor, okay?

Don't tell my mom. I don't
know what this is yet.

My lips are sealed.

So, um, was this inspired
by you and the valet?

Come on. It's all over Twitter.

What happened?

I-I went for a ride
with Beau, and...

Wait.

Beau the bodyguard?

And we started talking,
and it...

just felt like
the right thing to do.

I-I mean, that's great.

So, uh, what else did
you and Beau discuss?

Stop it.[chuckles]

What? He's really cute.

Hadn't noticed.Right.

If you say so.

Besides, look at me.

Who would want to deal
with all this anyway?

Ash.

You know what?

It's a nice day.

I'm gonna go write outside.

Okay.

[door opens][sighs]

[piano playing gentle melody]

To the happy couple.

OTHERS:
Cheers.

LORRAINE:
Mmm.

[exhales]

We are just so pleased you
were able to make time for us.

Ah. It's so nice
to meet both of you.

I'm so sorry that we had
to keep putting this off.

Oh, we completely understand.

It's horrifying what
your family has endured.

Having to witness your
child suffer like that.

M-Mom.

Lorraine.I was just letting Rebecca know

that we're praying for them.

EVERETT:
Maddie.

Tucker tells us you're making
quite an impression

at your firm.

Well, I don't know about that.

Oh, she's a star.
She's on track to becoming

the youngest partner
in firm history.

EVERETT:
That's fantastic.

And a testament
to your hard work.

Thank you.
LORRAINE:
Oh, it's so nice

to have career stability.

Well,

the best part of my day
is coming home

and reading
Tucker's pages.

I don't want to spoil anything,
but believe me, his next book

is gonna be
incredible.

LORRAINE:
Well, let's just hope

more people read this one.

[knock on door, door opens]

Hey.

I was gonna go
work out back,

but I know I'm not allowed
outside without supervision,

so...

Yeah, uh, Jeff's covering,
so I'll let him know.

Okay.

Got it.

Ashley, wait.

Look, I just, I think it's best

if we keep things
professional, you know?

Is that what your dad wants?

It's what my boss wants.

I get it.

Don't worry about it, really.

Jeff, she'll be
out back a while.

[clattering]

You really should
lock your door.

I thought I did.

You came back.

And you're cleaning
my apartment.

Somebody had to--
this place is a dump.

By the way, I think
you have a mouse.

I don't bother him,
he doesn't bother me.

I have food if you're hungry.

[laughs softly]

I don't think anybody's
ever cooked for me before.

They still haven't--
I picked up takeout.

Turkey sandwiches
and pumpkin pie.

How'd you know
I like pumpkin pie?

I didn't.

I like it.

You're just one
surprise after another.

I wasn't even sure if
I was gonna see you again.

It's been a strange few days.

You want to talk about it?

I'd rather eat.

[phone buzzing]

Gwen. Thank you
for getting back to me.

Okay, um, I'll check it now.

BEAU:
Ashley,

can I speak with you a moment?

I don't know.

Wouldn't want
to violate protocol.

It's about your attack.

Do you recognize him?

He's the doctor
from the hospital.

The one who tried
to take your photo.

Have you seen him
anywhere else?I...

I don't...His name's
Kyle Verafield.

He's a grad student at Vandy.

ASHLEY:
I-I... I-I don't know.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

No, that's-that's Kyle.

You know him? How?

Uh... I-I went out
with him last night.

ASHLEY:
What?

No... No, no. No fucking way.

Okay. Tell me
how you met him.

I just ran into him
on the street.

Susie, what did he say about me?
What did you say?

Nothing. Nothing.
You-you barely came up.

Goddamn it, Susie.

It's okay.
No.

No, it's not okay.

What the fuck
were you thinking?

LORRAINE:
Oh, I have

a little something for you.

Ugh, that is so sweet,
Lorraine.

Mom, you didn't have to.LORRAINE:
Oh.

It's your
something old,

new, borrowed, blue,

all in one.

Oh, my gosh.

That is so lovely.

REBECCA:
Hmm.

How very thoughtful
of you.I...

...I used the flowers
from Anna's blanket.

It'll be like she's
right there with us.

Who's Anna?

You never told her?

Told me what?

EVERETT:
I told you

this would happen.TUCKER:
It's not her fault.

It's no one's fault.

Tucker?

I can't do this right now.

Are you leaving?

I'm sorry.

[guitar playing bluesy tune]

You're pretty good at that,
you know.

My dad was lead for
some of the greats,

like George Strait,
Alabama, Bonnie Raitt.

And I was just always there,
watching and learning.

How about you? You got
any hidden talents?

None worth mentioning.

Sharing,

it's something
that people do sometimes.

Why? You know I'm not staying.

Well, then, it doesn't matter,
does it? Might as well talk.

Fine. You want to know
something, ask away.

Why'd you come back today?

And don't say it's just
'cause I'm good in bed.

Yes, that.

And I had a really nice time
last night.

Okay, so now
you ask me a question.

You see how
this works?[groans]

Okay, uh,
how was your day today?

Whoa, okay.

Hard-hitting
questions here.Mm.

Um,

I auditioned for a gig,
didn't get it. But...

I did manage to shower
without getting my chest wet.

Who areyou?

You're like this
troubled bad boy,

but then
you're super nice.

It's weird.

I'm not that nice.

Tell me more.

Nope. You don't get my secrets
until I get yours.

[groans]

I decked
my stepbrother.[chuckles]

[giggles]Well, that
explains that.

Mmm.I take it he
had it coming.

Oh, a long time coming.

I think he's helping
my stepmother

try to steal
my dad's company.

Oh, that's some serious shit.

Is it a company
in town?

Ever heard of
Garland Creek?

Your dad's
Frank Garland?[chuckling]: Yeah.

Oh.

That whiskey and I go way back.

So why do you think
your family is trying

to shut you out
in the first place?

Call it a personality clash.

Why is it so hard
for you to open up?

[pouring liquid]

[sets bottle on table]

I have a hard time
letting people in.

But you do show up and
clean their apartments.

I run from people.

Especially
the good ones.

But for some reason,
I can't get you out of my head.

And I really wish I could.

Well...

...your secret's
safe with me.

Mm?I have some things
I need to take care of.

Oh, like family things?

Need a ride?

Yeah.

Okay, it looks like
those photographers

have finally gone home.

How's it looking in there?

[football game playing on phone]All clear.

[football game playing
on phone]

[announcer speaks indistinctly]

Ooh... [exhales]

[grunts]

We're really
doing this?

We're really
doing this.

I thought you
were cool.I am cool.

Very cool.

So what, you still have keys to
this place after all this time?

Yeah.

Oh.

You're sure
there's not an alarm?

Not on this door.

[lock clicks]

But there is
a security guard.

Lock the door.

Wow.

[chuckles]Don't touch that.

What if I'm thirsty?

That's Grand Reserve.

One of only five in the world.

Worth close to a hundred grand.

It's not what we came for.

[latch clicks, hinge creaks]

Oh.

[Jackson chuckles]

[dial clicking]

[footsteps nearby]

You almost done? I think
I just heard some footsteps.

Just a few more seconds.

You find something?No, I...

I don't know.

Running out of time.Okay, okay.

[pounding on door]MAN:
Who's in there?

Open up!What do we do?

[doorknob rattling]Follow my lead.

What?Oh, God. [whispers]

[lock clicks]

You're trespassing
on private property.

Simone.

Hi, Malcolm.
Long time no see.

What are you doing here?

You know how much
I loved my dad.

Figured I'd take
one last trip

down memory lane
before I go.

Yeah.

Ooh.

That's the story
you're sticking with?

Can you blame us?

We'll put it back
and be on our way.

No harm, no foul.Yeah.

But I'm sorry, Simone.

I can't let you do that.

[screams]

[footsteps approaching]

[exhales]

What's wrong?

Not now.

I need sleep.

What are you doing?

YOUNG TUCKER:
I can't sleep.

[thunder rumbling]

[thunder crashing]

I can't sleep.

That's okay.
You can sleep here.

ANNA:
You can sleep here.

No, you don't,
you don't have to do that.

I told you everything
about Luke.

I know you did.

Please don't.

No! [screaming]: No!

No! No!

[quietly]:
I don't have a choice.

[sighs]

I hope that's not too tight.

Sorry this had
to happen.

You're the only way
I could get to her.

Ah, ah, ah.[panting]

I'm not a violent person, Susie.

But this is a unique situation

that just might
call for it.

[shuddering sobs]

Did they take anything?

Well, they tried to steal
Frank's Grand Reserve.

But I got them
in time.

VERONICA:
Good work.

Give us a minute.Yes, ma'am.

[door closes]You're too good
to accept my money,

but you're gonna try and steal
from your dead father?

That offer was
almost as pathetic

as sending Ron
to make it.

And who are you?

Jackson, ma'am.

Were you in on this?You don't have to answer.

I'm just here for the booze.

Oh. [chuckling]: Yes.

Good times and booze

are Simone's
specialty.

Bet you don't know
what happens

when the good times end?

Who says they have to end?

Oh, you must not know her
very well.

I bet you're just
dying to tell him.[Veronica chuckles]

You see, our darling
Simone here is a criminal.

Check fraud,

identity theft; I'm
sure there's more.

Remind me.

You were in prison
for three years?

I might be a criminal,
but at least I'm not a murderer.

[sighs] Not that again.

I know you killed him.

VERONICA:
I would tread lightly
if I were you.

I am a well respected member
in the community,

grieving the loss of my husband.

[scoffs]You're an ex-con.

I could call the cops,

or your parole officer
and watch them

haul your sorry ass
back to North Carolina.

But I'm feeling
charitable.

I will forget all of this;

if you promise
to leave Nashville today.

You don't have
to promise her shit.

VERONICA:
What's it gonna be?

What's it going to be?

I'll leave.

VERONICA:
Great.

Don't make me
regret my kindness.

Either of you.

Malcolm will
escort you out.

[door opens, closes]

[water splashing in fountain]

[muffled yelling]

It's really you.

Please...

don't make a sound.

I don't want
to hurt her.

[exhaling]

There are people
in the house.

I took care of that.

They won't bother us.

What do you want?

♪ You

♪ I want you.

I remember you.

From the hospital.

I was one of your first
YouTube subscribers.

I've been to all
your live performances.

Every single concert.

Of course. Yeah.

I remember.I knew you would.

You...

you came into my life
when I needed you most.

My mom was dying.

All my friends
pushed me away.

No one understood.

But... but when I saw you,

I knew... I...

I-I knew I-I wasn't alone.

Ashley!

You think
you need this?

[shrieks]
Ashley,

I would never
hurt you.

You have to
believe me.

I... I did all this

so that you
would want me

after what
happened to you.

They couldn't protect you,

but I can.

You have to
come with me.

Okay, okay.
Yeah, I'll come with you.

[chuckles]Leave her here, and I...

and I'll go.

[muffled]:
No.

Ash.

Ash.

Ash, no!

Ashley!

[grunts] Ash!

Ashley!

[shouts]
[grunts]

[screams]

Are you okay?

Why are you fighting me?

[screaming]

Jeff, what was that?

Jeff?

We have a home invasion
and active assailant

at 47 Harcourt Lane.

I need all available units now.

[whimpering]

[quietly]:
I know this is difficult,

but I'll never give up on you.

[muffled cries]

[grunts]

Stay back!

[shouting, crying]

[muffled shout]

He's got her. Go.

[Ashley whimpers][Kyle screaming]

[yelling, shouting]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[sobbing]

Hey.

[sobbing]

[sobbing continues,
muffled through water]

You okay?

These were my parents'
wedding rings.

Were they happy?

Too happy.
Never lasts.

Well, your dad
hung onto them this long,

it must've meant
something to him.

I think he didn't want
your stepmother to have them.

Everything Veronica said
about me is true.

Simone, you don't have to.

I got caught up with a lot
of the wrong people.

Wrong men.
I made a lot of bad choices.

Do you think I give a shit
about that?

We've all done things
we're not proud of.Some more than most.

Let's see what's
on this thing.

What're we
hoping to find?

Financial records, original
copy of my dad's trust.

Basically anything that
proves Veronica is a liar.

What's that?

Uh, I think this is
a P.I. firm in town.

That's not
your dad, is it?

No, it is not.

Okay.

This doesn't prove
that she killed him.

No, but it does prove
she's not the grieving widow.

[siren wails, chirps]

[indistinct radio chatter]

All right,
one, two, three.

[indistinct conversations]

REBECCA: Hey, honey.Mom.

I leave for one day...

Yeah, um, Ashley fought back.

She saved Susie.

Managed to get him all the
way out here, and, uh...

...I got a clean shot.

You did good.

I'm gonna check on Jeff.

You okay out here?

Yeah.

[sighs]

Ashley, I'm so sorry.It's okay.

How are you?

Are you okay?

He could've killed you.

But he didn't.

I am just so glad
that you are safe.

[sniffles]

[sighs]
[crying]

[crickets chirping]

[cell phone buzzing]

Tucker?

You home?

[lock clicks]

Tucker?

Hey, Tucker?[knocking]

Hey.
Hey.

We need to talk.

Yeah. I know.

You had a sister?

A twin.

Anna was my
other half.

She was six minutes
older than. [chuckles]

And she never
let me forget it.

She was a lot
tougher than me.

She led, I followed.

That's just the way it went.

What happened to her?

YOUNG TUCKER:
Wait up, Anna.

TUCKER:
My granddad, he, uh,

left me this cabin.

We used to come out here
every summer.

We weren't allowed
in the lake alone, but, uh,

we'd play on this dock anyway.

I don't know how she fell in.

All I heard was the splash.

-[water splashes]
-Anna?

Anna, where are you?

Anna!

I jumped in after her.

You were a kid.

It was just an accident.

I should've told you.

Her death changed us.

My father shut down.

My mother started drinking.

I struggled, too.

It was impossible for me
to talk about her,

but not with writing.

I could keep her alive

in my heart,

in my mind.

There's a piece of her
in everything I do.

How do you stay in this house,

surrounded by

all of those memories?

I know it's hard

to understand, but

when I'm out here, it's like

she's still here with me.

Okay.

You should be all set
for tonight.

I've personally
triple checked everything.

Thought you would've packed up
and gone home by now.

We'll be reassessing your
security needs in the morning,

but for now,
you're stuck with me.

There are worse people
to be stuck with.

[chuckles]

Do you ever
get used to it?

To what?

Seeing someone die.

I hope not.

I don't know
how I'm supposed to feel.

Thank you for saving me.

You did that for yourself.

Really, you were...

something.

I've been thinking
of our conversation,

not being professional.

Uh...And I've realized...

...professional is overrated.

[sighs]