Tell Me a Story (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - Thorns and All - full transcript

Dylan Young, private security.
I just got a couple questions.

Previously on Tell Me A Story...
- No.

I tracked down the man
who put the bomb in your car.

I heard about your dad.
I'm so sorry.

You are not a part
of this investigation.

You wouldn't even know
that he was the bomber

if it wasn't for me.

Simone had proof
that your mom was screwing

your stepdad's lawyer
behind his back.

My father had you
under surveillance.

Cora, it's Simone.
Are you here?



What do you want from me?
- You're gonna help me.

And I'm gonna help you.
Think of this

as an opportunity.

Tell me about Luke.

Did he hit you?

His twin sister died.

How could he not tell you that?

I think he's having an affair.

I'll do some digging.

Olivia!

She got away, didn't she?

There's no one around for miles.

People are gonna miss me! You're right.

They are.



Tucker?

Tucker?

Wake up.

Hmm.

Rise and shine, sleepyhead.

Anna?

Is that you?

How?

Come on.

I'll race you to the dock.

Morning.

Bad dream?

I hope you don't mind, but
I borrowed some of your clothes.

You drugged me.

Kind of messes with your head,
doesn't it?

What are you still doing here?

You gonna kill me?

So many questions.

We'll get to all that.

But first, you should know
I only have one rule.

Don't try to escape.

If you do decide to try...

...I'll be watching.

My phone.

I'm curious.
How did you get the...?

Guess the passcode?

You called me "Anna" before.

You told me that
she was your sister.

And you chained me
in a basement decorated like

a little girl's room.

Your passcode is
two-six-six-two.

Or, if you go by the letters...

A-N-N... A.

I'm so glad
you were paying attention.

What do you want with me?

I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna go upstairs
and make myself some coffee.

And when I get back,

I'll be the one
asking the questions.

Oh,

and in case
it hasn't sunk in yet,

you kidnapped the wrong woman.

...killed overnight
in what seems to be

a robbery and home invasion.

Cora Covington, 52,

was found dead in her home

early this morning
after an apparent break-in.

No further details
have been released from police.

For nearly two decades,
Covington worked as...

I'm so sorry about Cora.

Wish you would have let me
come down to the station.

Wouldn't have mattered.

I told them it was Veronica.

Now they have more questions.

I can't say I blame them.
I do, too.

What about violating
your parole?

Who cares about parole?

Cora is dead,
and it's because of me.

Hang on. You didn't kill her.

Cora knew what she
was getting into.

She was the first one to
say they killed your dad.

Well, now she's dead, too.

Maybe I'm next.

Wade's people aren't gonna
stop coming for their money

just because he's in jail.

We're gonna deal with
all of this together.

No. I...

I can't do this anymore.

Can't do what?

What are you doing?

Jackson, you're a nice guy,

but let's not make this out
to be more than what it was.

Okay. I get it. I get it.

You feel like you need
to protect me, and you don't.

Jackson, this is not real.

It never was.

No.

No.

Simone.

I know you.
You and I are the same.

We-we screw up...

We screw up
anything good we got.

Only this time, don't do it.

No. No, no.

You-you only think

that you know me.

I was using you.

It's what I do.

I don't believe you.

Jackson,

look at yourself.

You're a drunk.

And I have my own problems.
I don't...

I don't need you
to be another one of them.

Hey.

Hey. You got an update for me?

I... listen, I hate
to bother you, but, um,

do you think we could
take a selfie first?

So you've seen.

Who hasn't?
You're famous.

I mean, it's everywhere.

TMZ, Us Weekly, BuzzFeed.

"The question on
everyone's mind:

who is Ashley Rose's
mystery man?"

Oh, God.
You look good.

Y-You're shorter in real life.

They're blowing it
out of proportion.

Right.

Hey, how's your dad doing?

Uh, better.

Yeah. You know the first thing
he did out of ICU?

Asked me to sneak in
pancakes and bacon.

But, uh, what'd really
make him feel better

is finding out who Dylan Young
was working for.

Okay, Beau, it's only
been a few hours.

All right? I am on Dylan's
financial records.

Somebody hired him.
We'll find out soon.

Have you spoken to Taylor,
the girlfriend?

I mean, she's got
to know something.

No.

No, I-I hadn't thought of that.

Beau,

I want to keep you in the loop.

But how do I know
you're not just gonna

go off on your own again?

Because you have my word.

I thought I had it last time.

Then I had to kill someone
to save your life. Look,

I know I'm supposed to just
sit here and do nothing,

but my dad's already been shot.

The person who wanted Ashley
to die is still out there.

And if something
happens to her...

I will let you know
the second I find anything.

I promise.

You wanted to see us?

Did you hear about Cora?

Yeah.
Yeah.

They're saying it was
a robbery gone wrong.

Do they have any idea
who did it?

They're looking into it.

And given what you did
with Simone, I have to ask,

because the police
sure as hell are.

Did you have

anything to do with this?

No.

Mom, I swear.

You boys were young
when we moved in here,

so maybe you don't remember
what it was like before,

when we had nothing,
when I had to fight

for every meal that
I put on your plates.

There's a line
that we don't cross

and I want to believe
that you know that.

I just wanted Simone
out of the way.

I didn't kill anybody.

I believe you.

So where were you last night?

Before you came home.

I was out.

Was anybody with you?

I'd consider your answer
if I were you.

Ron was with me.

We went to the distillery
last night.

Had a couple drinks,
then we went down to Broadway.

In and out of a few bars.

Really?

You two, together?

Wanted to bury the hatchet.

We're family.

That's supposed to mean
something, isn't it?

Well, you are making
excellent progress.

The skin grafts
are healing nicely.

Let's check your throat.

Okay?
Okay.

You're a lucky woman.

The damage to your vocal cords
is almost completely healed.

Have you tried to sing?

Because I don't see any reason
why you can't.

I have.

And?

I can.

But it's not like before.
It's difficult.

I see.

Well, as far
as the compression suit goes,

you don't need it anymore.

And I can provide you with
a sleeve for just your arm.

What about the mask? At this point,

it's cosmetic, nothing more.

You can take it off now,
if you like.

It still hurts.

I don't think
it's healed enough.

I agree. We need some more time.

Hold on a minute!

Thank you.

You can come in!

Excuse me. Uh...

Oh.

I-I'm so sorry.
I, uh...

I was just performing
a, uh, window sensor check.

I'll, uh, come back later.

I, uh,

I think we're done here, right?
Yeah.

Ashley, I think you should go.

Go where?

Well, Beau is performing
a sensor check.

I thought...

he could use your help.

Hey, Beau.
Wait up.

Hey.
Hey.

I'm here to help you with
the sensor something?

Uh, y... My mom told
me to come see you.

Your mom told you
to come see me?

Yeah.

Okay. How was everything
with the doctor?

Fine.
You know, um...

No real change.

I'm sorry.
That must be tough.

Yeah.

So... photos of us?

Yeah, the press is,
uh, having a field day.

I'm sorry. I never meant
to drag you into all this.

No, uh...

this is what it's like, huh?

Having people
watch your every move?

It isn't the first time
the tabloids have...

speculated about my love life.

Well, they, uh...

...they practically have us
heading down the aisle.

Crazy, right?

Yeah.

They're good at making
something of nothing.

Right?

Yeah.

You'd think people would, uh,

stop believing what they read
on the Internet.

I should go.
I got to brief

the new security guy, so...

Mike. Look, man,
I know this is short notice;

I... I can't
make the gig tonight.

I, um, I got that bug
that's going around.

I'm hacking up a lung, man.

Well... whatever, man.

You can believe me or
don't believe me, I don't care.

Well, then, you can get yourself

another lead guitar player,
because I fucking quit!

Steve. Hey.

Listen,
you still got the hookup?

Brought you something.

Not hungry. I didn't say it was food.

What do you want?

Remember, I'm the one
asking the questions now.

When I escaped,
there was a man who helped me.

Where is he?

I'm not doing this with you.

I thought you might say that.

Now who was he

and where did he go?

Do you think that
I am afraid of you, Olivia?

You're not gonna torture me.

Ahh!

Shall we try this again?

The man who helped me...

Fine. It doesn't
matter anyway.

His name is Brendan.
He's a lawyer.

He works with my
fiancée, Maddie.

And I promise you...

he's gone.

Gone?
You mean...?

I did what I had to do.

His body? In the lake.

What about his car
and his phone?

I took care of them.

Good.

After all,
we wouldn't want someone

to interrupt us, now would we?

I think I know now why

you don't have
any close friends.

You're insane.

You know, my ex
used to call me that.

Right before his tragic
and untimely death.

You know...

you kind of remind me of him.

You said that Luke

never hit you.

That's not true.

Is it?

You're asking if he used
to beat the shit out of me?

Yes.

His death wasn't an accident...
was it?

We do what we have to...
don't we?

You know, the police

were just like you.

It didn't even cross their minds
that someone like me

could kill a big, strong man
like him.

Olivia.

Look at me.

I'm not Luke.

I took care of you, I fed you,

I never hurt you. You kidnapped me.

You drugged me

and you chained me up
like an animal,

right here in this room!

And now what, huh?

I understand why
you killed Luke.

I do.

It was self-defense.

He was abusive.

But I know you, Olivia.

Stop pretending with me.

You're not a killer.

Are you sure about that?

Sorry to keep you waiting.

I got tied up on something else.

Don't worry about it.

Like I told you last night,

Veronica Garland did this.

Oh, we'll get to that.
Just a few things first,

where we left off.

You said you knew
Cora for a while.

My whole life.
Cora was my godmother.

She was the one person
my dad said

I could always
count on. I see.

But recently
you two hadn't spoken.

Not for some time.

Just the occasional call
or e-mail.

I haven't always been the
easiest to get a hold of.

Oh, I can imagine.
I saw your record.

Cora... she never judged me.

She was the one who always
wanted me to come back.

No questions asked.

She seemed like
a really nice person.

I'm sorry for your loss.

So...

why did you come back?

My father's funeral.

I'm sorry, am I a suspect? Simone, you're

a felon who's done hard time
and just happened to show up

a few days ago. Veronica killed my dad

so she could steal our company.

Cora and I had proof
she was having an affair

with her attorney.

Then she had Cora killed
to get rid of the evidence.

Okay, these photos, this proof.
It's gone, I presume?

It's the truth.

Here's the thing.

Infidelity is not a crime.

Violating your parole is.

That's what you did to get here,

right when it seemed
like your family's money

was up for grabs.

Simone, where were you
last night?

Ms. Garland, don't say

another word.

This interview is over.

And you are?

Madison Pruitt.
I'm an attorney with Callaway,

Crawford and Fenning.

Ms. Garland is
my client.

What? No.
I don't know you.

Be that as it may,
I've already reached out

to the North Carolina
Parole Commission.

Ms. Garland is now

in total compliance.

Also, since she's

mourning the loss
of her godmother,

she is in no condition
to be questioned at this time.

We're leaving.

If you'd like
to schedule anything further,

please reach out to my office. Yeah, yeah.
Hold on.

Just make sure

your client doesn't leave town.

You'll have to
go back in eventually,

but you're not gonna
do it alone.Thanks.

You said your last name
was Pruitt...

Did Jackson send you?

How do you know my brother?

Oh, you're her.

You're the-the mystery woman.

I feel like I should
be thanking you.

You got him all cleaned
up and in a tux.

That's history for our family.

Are you guys okay?
I'm sorry.

That's not my place. It's fine.

I like him. I do.

But sometimes it just
runs its course.

You know?

And if Jackson asked you
to help, I can't accept it.

No, it wasn't him.

All the same,
I can take care of myself.

Simone, I don't think that you
appreciate your situation.

You might not have
killed your friend,

but convincing the police

is a whole other story.

Why don't you let me help you?

Tell me what's going on.

Here comes my client.

Let's talk later.
Stay out of trouble, okay?

Get in.

Hey, Dad.
Hope I didn't worry you.

I know, I've been so busy.

Oh, I found Reba.

She came back all on her own.

Something else happened.

I met somebody.

Well, I think he has potential.

Oh, he's,
he's a writer, actually.

A novelist.

I know.

Oh, it's so nice to meet someone

who shares a common interest.

I miss you, too.

Dad, I'm sorry, I've got to go.

I'll talk to you later.

So can I just get out wherever?

Or am I some sort of prisoner?

Cindy is my

business manager.
She's expecting your call.

Ron told me

that you have some
outstanding debt,

300,000 worth.
I'd rather not know the details.

But Cindy will make
the arrangements.

Why are you doing this?

Do I have to have
some kind of ulterior motive?

Simone, Cora was your mother's

closest friend.
And...

there was a distance between us,
but I relied on her.

And I admired her.

Then you fired her.

Makes perfect sense.

We disagreed on the direction
of the business.

But I would never want
to hurt her.

Somehow I doubt that.

I assumed you would.

Where are you taking me?

Oh, so she doesn'tknow
everything, after all.

I was surprised
to hear from you.

Haven't seen you
at the bar lately.

I was seeing this girl.
It didn't work out.

I'm seeing a lot of girls.

This one was... different.

Yeah, they all are.

Until they're not.

You got to get back
on that horse, cowboy.

Brittany!

Come here.

Hi, Steve.

You know my buddy Jackson?

I don't believe I do.

This is your place, right?

That's right. It's nice.

Do you play?

Some?

This guy's got music
in his blood.

His dad played
with George Strait.

He's a legendary drinker
like his dad, too.

Oh, his sister

is Ashley Rose.

Whoa. Seriously?

My job here is done.

Thanks, Steve.

So, what's it like,

having a famous sister?

I don't really think
about it that much.

Or talk about it.

Um, because... the accident?

You know, it wasn't an accident.

It was somebody
trying to kill her.

That-that's awful.

Are you two close?

I don't see her as much
as I'd like to, but... yeah.

We are.

Oh. Well, she's lucky
to have you.

You need a refill?

We have a problem.

Tucker, it's me.

I don't want our relationship
to just run its course.

I need to see you.

I'm coming over.

You need to call her
and convince her not to come.

Break up with her.

I'm not gonna do that.

You don't have a choice.

I won't do it.

You have no idea
how much she means to me.

Tucker.

If she comes here,

you know what I'm going to do.

Olivia.

Olivia, please.

Please.

I'll tell her
who you really are.

I'll show her what's buried
under the rose bushes.

I'll tell her what
you did to Brendan.

To me.

You've been trying to protect
her from all of that,

haven't you?

Well, this is how
you protect her for good.

She's never gonna believe me.

You've been lying to her
for this long.

I bet you're really good
at it by now.

It's ringing.

Tucker, I'm coming over.

Okay? This is not a conversation

that I want to have
over the phone.

Maddie, wait.

Just listen to me.

I have to tell you something.

What? What, Tucker?

What's so important you can't
wait until I get there?

It's over.

The truth is,

this hasn't been working for me.

I haven't been able to sleep.

I've been avoiding you.

I keep

trying to make this work,
but I can't.

What about the wedding?

I can't marry you.

Um...

Is this about Olivia?

Because I know that you haven't
been telling me

the truth about who she is.

You were right about Olivia.

Oh, my God. Um...

How could you do this to me?

I'm sorry.

But we were broken.

And we can't be
put back together.

Goodbye, Maddie.

Come in.

Hey. You got
a few minutes?

I'm sorry.

I should've told you
about my voice.

I was just worried
you were gonna tell Damien,

start planning my comeback tour.

Sounds like
something I would do.

You understand, sometimes
it's hard for me to separate

being your mother
and being your manager.

And I know I can be
a little controlling.

A little?

But this is yourcareer.

And only you can decide

when and if to go back.

I don't know
if I'll ever be ready.

Have you seen

what people are saying about me?

They're calling me
Freddy Krueger,

Phantom of the Opera.

Looks matter.

Of course they do,
but they're not everything.

When was the last time a woman
had a hit who wasn't gorgeous?

Let alone with half her face
stitched back together.

Talent means more than anything.

Bullshit.

No record company would sign me
looking like this,

regardless of how talented I am.

I mean, come on, Mom, how many
meetings did we have about

my hair and makeup,
wardrobe? It's...

It's all about the package.

Okay, well, then,
let's make it about the music.

Like you always wanted.

Do you remember what
Dad used to call me? Mm.

You were his princess.

Everyone used to always talk
about how pretty I was.

It was my thing.

It's what gave me my confidence.

I would go up on that stage
and nothing could stop me.

Honey,

you are so much more
than just a pretty face.

And you have always been.

I'm not the same person anymore.

Of course not. You have
been through hell.

You are still here

and you are stronger than ever.

Whatever you want in this life

is yours for the taking.

You just have to want it.

Follow me.

What is she doing here?

Funny, I was wondering
the same thing.

Is everybody aware

that Ron here is a kidnapper?

I'm just checking.

He's been dealt with.

Well, that's comforting.

I'm just glad you're okay.

I'm not.

Your ass should be
halfway back...

Enough.

Simone, I have tried money
with you.

I have tried anger.
I have tried threats.

But here we are, worse off
than when we started.

It's time to try something new.

Being a family.

You're joking.
No.

No more games.

We have a spare room,
and I want you to have it.

Think of it as a-a fresh start.

For all of us.

You can't be serious.

What do you expect us to do,
just forgive

and forget?
We can try.

That's what families do.

I think it's a great idea, Mom.

I think it's a fucking insult.

We can't trust her.

She's trying to destroy

everything we've built.

What's in it for you?

It's not about me.

It's what your father
would have wanted.

And despite what you think,

I had nothing to
do with his death.

I loved him.

And you're...
all that's left of him.

I'm not a monster.

I can see you're hurting.

We have both lost enough.

I know how you feel about me,

but feelings can change.

I'm just asking for a chance.

What will it be, Simone?

Beau.

Take a look at this.

Let me handle it.

Holy shit.

Hey, Jackson.

Yeah.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for my keys, man.
They were just in my hand.

Are, uh, you all right?

I will be when I find my keys.

Here they are.

Oh.

Thanks. Watch yourself.

Hey. I know you, don't I?

We've never actually met.
Uh, I'm Beau.

I'm part of Ashley's
security team.Huh.

Oh! Oh, no.

You're the guy from the pictures
with Ashley, right?

Are you guys, like, together?

Ah! Dude.

I'm not one of those brothers
who's, like, threatening

their sister's boyfriend
or anything like that.

I'm... what-whatever makes
everybody happy, you know?

Right. And Ashley's great, man.

She deserves somebody great.

She is great. Uh...

Does she know
that you're stopping by?

No. Shh.

I'm-a surprise her.

Have a jam session
like old times.

Hey. W-Why don't you just
come back tomorrow? You know?

Why? What's wrong
with right now? You and I

both know you're not in any
condition to see her right now.

What'd you say to me?

Just let me drive you home.

Fuck you, man.

Hey, Jackson. Jackson... Hey, Ash!

Hey, Ash!

Ashley! Where are you at? Jackson.

Jackson.
Hey.

Don't do this.

Ashley!

Ashley, where you at?

You stop

right there.

You do not come
into this house yelling

and screaming.

Jackson,

is everything okay?

I just thought
m-maybe we could hang out.

I've had a bad day,
and I thought maybe

we could write a song about it.

You're drunk.

You're just jealous.

Of you?

Of the fact that Ashley and I

have always connected

over music.

And we got that from Dad.

What is wrong with you?

How much time you got, Mom?

Get out.

Now.

Let's go.

Ash.

Now.

I'll drive you. Nuh-uh, I'm good.

Beau.

Turn it off.

Turn off the truck!

What?

I can't hear you. Sorry.

I'm not gonna let you do this.

I mean it.
I am not moving

from here. Get out of my way.

No!

Damn it!

What are you doing?
Just let me leave,

then you'll never
have to see me again.

What, you think that's what I want?
Isn't it?

No, you know what
I want for you?

I want you to be safe
and I want you to be happy.

Pruitts... Pruitts
don't get to be happy, Mom.

Oh, your dad did this to you.
You know, he-he continues

to destroy this family
after all these years.

Jackson, you have to stop
blaming yourself.

You didn't kill your father.

You were 15.

You were a child.

And he was not
your responsibility.

I should've taken
the keys away, Mom.

I knew he was drunk.

I got in the truck anyway.

He-he put you in danger,
not the other way around.

Mom, I should've died.

I should've died with him.

It would've been better
for everybody.

It was hard to lose your father,
but if I had lost you...

I wouldn't have survived that.

I don't want to be like Dad.

Then prove it
and give me those keys.

Please.

Come inside.

No, I want to be alone.

Feeling better?

I read your book.

Clearly, it was about Anna

and the guilt that you felt
when she died.

You're really not gonna talk?

You want to know why
I came back?

When I was out in those woods,

I felt so alone.

It made me realize

that's how I always feel.

When you first brought me here,

you told me that we were
gonna help each other.

I came back

because I realized that
if there's anyone

that can understand me,
it's you.

You kill people,
I've killed people.

Luke wasn't the only one.

You've killed others?

I don't think it was an accident
that you picked me.

This is fate.

The difference between
you and me is that you're sick.

Everything I've done,

I did because I had to.

You talk about yourself
like you're the victim.

When I lost my sister,

I lost a part of myself
that I can never get back.

I couldn't sleep.
I couldn't function.

I had to find a way to cope.

By murdering women.

They forced my hand.

And you call me sadistic.

No, I think you're a liar.

All those lies you told,
all those tears,

that was just a show, wasn't it?

You and I are nothing alike.

I love Maddie.

Have you ever loved anyone?

No. No, you haven't.

Because you're not capable.

You're right.

I have a hard time connecting.

I don't think
I ever really have.

But your book,

those emotions were real.

How you feel about Maddie,

that's real.

What I can't seem to understand
is how that's even possible

for someone like you.

Why you and not me?

Well, if you think I'm gonna
help you with that,

then you really are crazy.

Where are you going?

Olivia.

This used to be the maid's room.

She expect you to start
cleaning the house, too?

I'm just happy to have a place
to call home.

It's been a while.

So you're really
going along with this?

Your mom makes a good point.

Maybe it's time
to stop fighting.

What good has it done?

Bullshit.

You were the most stubborn kid
I ever knew.

Even more stubborn than Ron,
which is saying something.

People change. Not you.

You punched Glenn Hollar
in the face

after you found out
he'd been bullying me.

You don't just stand by.

This isn't you.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

You think Mom ordered Ron
to kill Cora.

And Dad.

I don't know what I think.

But you're here
to find out, right?

I'm not here to fight.
I'm gonna fall in line.

Who knows,

maybe there's a job for me
at the distillery.

So you expect me to believe
that you're not gonna fight?

I'm not. You shouldn't, either.

♪

I'll be right here, Miss.

Hey. What are you...

Can I come in?

Your place is nice.

I mean, it's-it's-it's
nothing fancy.

I like it.

It's very you.

I'm sorry, but what are you,
what are you doing here?

We didn't get to finish
our conversation earlier.

No, I think you said everything
you needed to say.

I didn't.

Truth is, I haven't been
completely honest with you,

or myself.

When I said that there was
nothing between us,

I lied.

I was scared.

I couldn't believe that someone
would want to be with me,

like this.

Oh, uh...

You never have to feel
that way with me.

I feel that way with everyone.

I can tell when people are
trying not to look at my face,

or when they sneak a peek,

or when they just stare.

It's gonna be like this
for the rest of my life.

Not everybody sees your scars.

When I look at you,
I just see you,

and I think you are

so beautiful.

The doctor said I don't
have to wear my mask anymore.

I'm afraid.

You don't have to be.

No. Sorry.

I can't.

No, no. You're okay. It's okay.

Whenever you're ready.

I don't know
what this is between us,

but I really want to see
where it goes.