Yellowjackets (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Sic Transit Gloria Mundi - full transcript

On the night of their 25-year reunion, the Yellowjackets navigate damning evidence, false alibis and a dubious attempt to heal. In the wilderness, the Doomcoming fallout finds everything firmly off the rails as resentments come to a head.

            Obviously,
     we can't leave him here.

What did you need my help with?

            We need you
       to get rid of a body.

         Nobody else knows
       about the blackmail?

              -Randy.
           -Randy Walsh?

   He's my best friend, Shauna.
    I had to turn to somebody.

         -You lied to me.
        -I made a mistake.

    Well, apparently, so did I.

         I need your help.

          Somebody closed
      Travis's bank account,

    and I need to find out who.

     Lottie's dreams and omens
and whatever the fuck that is.

           -What is it?
-I think it will keep you safe.

        My wife moved out.

    I took a 15-year marriage,
   and set it on fire. For what?

We have dresses, we have booze.

-We can have a Moon Homecoming.
          -A Doomcoming.

              [Misty]
Has someone seen the mushrooms?

Uh, yeah. They're in the stew.

I think Misty poisoned me again.

I think she poisoned all of us.

        -Misty, just stop!
               -Aah!

         I don't love you.
           I love Paul!

           -Who's Paul?
        -He's my boyfriend.

             [Lottie]
        Something's coming.

We won't be hungry much longer.

        [breathing heavily]

    [Lottie] You took something
    that doesn't belong to you.

            What? Hey!

             [howling]

             [yelling]

   "No Return" by Craig Wedren
        and Anna Waronker

   It was cool, nothing fire

         Nothing broke

          Keep simple

   Nothing tired, nothing old

          Same as you

          Same as you

    Oh, so cute, so revival

            So alone

  Birthday suit, just a smile

          No one home

          Same as you

          Same as you

           vocalizing

      No return, no return

           No reason

      No return, no return

           No reason

      No return, no return

           No reason

      No return, no return

           No reason

     soft, eerie vocalizing





             [sighing]



          [birds singing]

            [exhaling]



         No. Gloria? When?

   -Last night. Another stroke.
             -[sighs]

      -And she was so young.
           -She was 89.

   I can't believe I didn't get
      to say goodbye to her.

            Do you know
if they'll be having a service?

            [chuckles]
   I was like a daughter to her.

    Oh, that's okay, I'll just
     ask Kenny at the morgue.

    He's always got the 4-1-1.

       Anyways, I got to go.

           Just came by
      to grab my Tupperware.

             [laughs]

       You ladies have fun.

               -Ah.
              -Here.

      What, are you planning
on taking home leftovers? Hmm.

            [chuckles]
      I needed a cover story.

   I got gloves, waste disposal
     bags, oxygenated bleach.

       Why didn't we just go
           to the store?

        [chuckling] Because
   12% of all killers are caught

     buying cleaning supplies.

       Also, regular bleach
     leaves behind hemoglobin

      for the luminol tests.

   This stuff is the good stuff.

    Well, good to know, Misty.

       Listen, before we go,
            I just want

       to go over the terms
           of our deal.

       Oh. What do you want,
       a blood oath from me?

I said I would go, so I'm going.

            [chuckles]

          [engine starts]

       soft, eerie music



     Christ, I've been looking
        everywhere for you.

      Are you all right? I...

        Why wouldn't I be?

      Well, last night, I...

     I'm fine. No, a-actually,
       I'm better than fine.

        I finally got laid,
    so I'm fucking great. Hmm?

        Look, I don't care
        about what happened

with you and Jackie right now.

        I just need to know
         that you're okay.

Travis, they had a fucking knife
          to your throat.

       They were going to...

           I don't know,
         but I know that--

   I said I was fine, didn't I?

    I'm gonna go look for Javi.

          He's not here?

    Well, do you want any help?

               Nope.

       soft, eerie music



            [knocking]

        [scoffs, chuckles]

      Well, aren't we a bunch
         of Gloomy Gusses.

       Who died? [chuckles]

        No, but seriously.
         Who is this guy?

             [Shauna]
              Misty?

              Really?
   This is your big brainstorm?

    Do you have a better idea?

       I think what you mean
      to say is, "Hi, Misty.

     It's so great to see you
       after all this time.

    Thanks for swinging by and
helping us cover up a murder."

      Why does everyone keep
         using that word?

      It's not like I woke up
     this morning and thought,

"Hmm. What am I gonna do today?

       I know. I'll find out
           my boyfriend

        is a creepy stalker
      and stab him to death."

       I'm going to prison.

        I'm going to prison
     for the rest of my life.

          No, you're not.
          None of us are,

     as long you listen to me
    and do exactly what I say.

Okay? So, if you haven't already

      turned off your phones,
    I suggest you do that now.

           Where's his?

         I-I took it home,
     and I put it in my safe.

    Okay. As soon as we're done
    here, you're gonna go home,

      you're going to wipe it
     and destroy the SIM card.

      All right? And then do
     the same thing to yours.

           I didn't see
       any security cameras.

     Did anybody-- neighbors--
       see you come in here?

        I-I don't think so.

   Okay, great. Then we're just
       destroying evidence.

     [chuckles] Shauna, you're
the best with a knife, clearly.

             [laughs]
    So you'll handle the body.

        I mean, cut it up.

             Oh, God.
     Are you okay to do that?

              -Yeah.
          -I'll help you.

       slow, tense music

So, then, it's just me and Tai
      on, uh, clean-up duty.

       Oof, boy, he sure was
     a gusher, huh? [chuckles]

Well, what are we waiting for,
              ladies?

Let's suit up and get to work.

              Thanks.

       Do you still remember
          how to do that?

       It's just like riding
a really gross, fucked-up bike.

              [sighs]

            [whirring]

     So, after your boyfriend
          killed Travis,

         you didn't notice
     that he was acting weird?

         Natalie, stop it.

          I was with him
       the day Travis died.

               Okay?

            [whirring]

       Well, he was working
        with somebody else.

        That's so obvious.

      I need to get my hands
        on his cell phone.

     -I need to see his texts.
            -Or maybe,

     it's just a coincidence.

             -[scoffs]
            -And Travis

did actually just kill himself.

    All this time, you've been
looking for some big conspiracy.

What if the truth is just that

   we're all fucked in the head
     from what happened to us,

       and you're searching
   for answers that don't exist?

   No. That didn't occur to me.

            [whirring]

          tense music



               Nat.

      I know what it's like--

           the numbness,
         the-the paranoia.

         Sometimes I look
      at the world around me,

    and it's like all the light
     has just gone out of it.

Maybe Travis just couldn't stand
    to live like that anymore.

              [sighs]

          Maybe you need
to start trying to forgive him.

            [whirring]

            [crunching]

          Ooh. I just got
   the craziest case of déjà vu.

        And here I thought
          the worst thing

that was gonna happen to me this
week was losing this election.

      Well, I voted for you.

       And I only registered
     so I could get jury duty.

            -[chuckles]
-When do they call the results?

             Tomorrow.

     Oh, God. Is that the...?

         The rest is, um,
       draining in the tub.

          Okay, perfect.
       So, when that's done,

   put it in a suitcase and bury
   it out at Hacklebarney Park.

I've got a shovel in my trunk,
       which you can borrow.

        I do want it back.
      And I took the liberty

        of packing up some
    of his clothes, some books

     and toiletries and stuff.
    And I'll take this with me

   and get rid of it. That way,
if anyone comes looking for him,

        it just looks like
        he went on a trip.

      And after that? I mean,
what if an animal digs him up?

       What if a hiker's dog
          sniffs him out?

      Well, it won't matter.

    I mean, torsos are useless.
          Duh. [chuckles]

      That's the whole point.
      You only have to worry

   about the head and the hands.

So, what's the plan with those?

       Don't worry about it.
         I'll handle that.

          -[bird cawing]
         -[metal clinking]

       Hey. I, uh, I boiled
       some drinking water,

          if you guys are
       as hungover as I am.

      Has anyone seen Jackie?

       slow, eerie music



   I have nothing to say to you.

          To any of you.
      I mean, what the fuck?

            Yeah, like
        you're so innocent.

       Hey, I'm not the one

        who went completely
    fucking insane last night.

        Right. No, you were
     too busy screwing Travis.

     Whoa, hey. Look, I'm sure

         that we all said
        and did some stuff

     that we regret last night
    on account of the shrooms.

So, I think that the best thing
           for us to do

            -is just...
       -Wait, wait. Shrooms?

               [Van]
            Okay, yeah.

         That makes sense.

       Oh, shit. The broth.

          You drugged us?

           No, I didn't.

            Okay, yeah,
        it was an accident.

     -They were meant for Ben.
        -[Mari] Oh, my God.

       Do you have any idea
        how crazy you are?

      They were my mushrooms.

And you stole them to put them
       in your stupid soup.

Besides, you know, none of this
     would have even happened

if he wouldn't have tricked me
into falling in love with him.

      -Oh, Misty, would you--
           -Wait. Stop!

        [rustling in brush]

        -Do you hear that?
        -[louder rustling]

       Oh, God. Oh, my God.

          -[bear panting]
           -[Ben] Okay.

All right. Everyone stay calm.

   How the fuck are we supposed
            to do that?

          -[low growling]
-[Taissa] Who-who has the gun?

         Where's the gun?

             [Akilah]
    Natalie has it. We saw her.

          [low chuffing]

             [quietly]
        Shauna, the knife.

               [Van]
            Lot, don't.

   -Lottie, what are you doing?
               -Shh.

          [low chuffing]

            [growling]

          tense music

            [chuffing]

          [low growling]

          [low growling]

            -[gasping]
          -[bear groans]

             [panting]

          eerie music



          "Rump Shaker"
        by Wreckx-n-Effect

              Yeah

        All I wanna do is
      zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom

         And a poom-poom,
        just shake ya rump

        All I wanna do is
      zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom

         And a poom-poom,
        just shake ya rump

        All I wanna do is
     zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom...

   What if they know it was us?

           Look, I mean,
       it's-it's-it's fine.

     Come on. Just act normal.

I'm fucking choking here, dude.

       I-I've been in, like,
     a million conversations.

         Why can't I think
        of anything to say?

     Check baby, check baby,
     one, two, three, four...

           There he is.

             Oh, hey.

          Your Highness.

               Wow.

   Somebody's been working out.

      I mean, I've seen your
   commercials, but these days,

     with all the filters and
the facetunes and the whatnot,

      you never really know.

           -Hey, Allie.
         -Oh. Hi, Randall.

          Where's Shauna?
      I haven't seen her yet.

      You know, she's running
          a little late.

This place looks really great,
            by the way.

Thank you. I feel such a sense
   of responsibility, you know?

     Not just as class chair,
   but as a member of the team.

I don't know if you know this,

        but I was supposed
   to be on the plane that day.

           Yeah. Right.
     That must be, uh, weird.

       It is. These reunions
     are such an important way

     to honor the unique bond
           we all share.

         Our trauma bond.

     And this is the big one.

         Ten-- who cares?

     Twenty-- everyone is busy
        with kids, careers.

             But 25--
that's reunion pay dirt, baby.

   Tonight is gonna be special.

   Shauna is coming, isn't she?
        You both did RSVP.

          Yeah. Uh, yeah.
     You know, she'll be here.

       solemn organ music

         [Misty] I am so,
      so sorry for your loss.

   I mean, I'm just devastated.

   She was like a mother to me.

   Which, if you think about it,

     kind of makes us sisters.

            I'm sorry.
      Um, who are you again?

       Misty. Misty Quigley.
          From Sunnyview.

    I was your mother's nurse.

   Or, as I like to think of it,
        her guardian angel.

            Of course.

    Well, thank you for coming.

      I'm sure Mom was lucky
           to have you.

     Oh. I was the lucky one.

    Well, she was really there
     for me when I needed it.

Always smiling, always laughing.

       Well, not literally,
            of course.

      After the last stroke,
          she pretty much

         lost all control
    of her facial musculature.

But you could still really sense
          her inner joy.

          Um, I'm sorry.
         Are you confused?

My mother was Gloria DeGenaro.

      May she rest in peace.



  "The Haunted" by Dot Alluson,
       featuring Amy Bowman



          Slip inside

            -[sobbing]
      - This haunted house

             -[crying]
        - Tip-toe silent

          Not a sound

               Oh

         I feel ghosts

             Ghosts

         All around me

            My ghost

       Wrapped around you

               Oh

         Feel my ghost

               Oh

          Be my ghost

             Go on

          Be my ghost

             Go on

          Be my ghost

   [Lush's "Ladykillers" playing]

         But I don't need
     your practiced lines...

           Are you okay?

How is it possible that this is

          the most scared
        I've been all day?

             [laughs]
              Right?

    Oh, my God! Oh, hey, girl.

      Hey! It's been forever.
     What have you been up to?

             -Tell me.
            -Um, yeah.

       You know, gardening,

               PTA,
dismembering my lover's corpse.

             [laughs]
             Oh, okay.

             Come on.

           [door opens]

             Wait up.

         -[laughing] Wow!
               -Wow.

       I said I would come.

       I made a deal, okay?

            All right.
      Let's fucking do this.

          [The Offspring's
    "Come Out and Play" playing]

        You gotta keep 'em
            separated



    Like the latest fashion

    Like a spreading disease

      The kids are strapping
on their way to the classroom

         Getting weapons
    with the greatest of ease

         The gangs stake
     their own campus locale

  And if they catch you slipping
     then it's all over, pal

       If one guy's colors
     and the others don't mix

  They're gonna bash it up, bash
it up, bash it up, bash it up

               Hey!
   Man, you talking back to me?

          Take him out

        You gotta keep 'em
            separated

               Hey!
    Man, you disrespecting me

          Take him out

        You gotta keep 'em
            separated

  Hey, they don't pay no mind

          You showed up.

        If you're under 18
        you won't be doing

          - Any time...
          -How you doing?

              -Good.
         -I can't believe

     you're all actually here.

   This is gonna be so much fun.

    Okay, let's get a picture.
      Who can take a picture?

Muriel! Muriel, get over here.

   -Come on, photo of the year.
           -Oh, with me?

          -Nobody blink.
              - Hey

       Come out and play

Here, I can help you with that.
I already got the fire started.

           Yeah, right.

Like we're gonna trust you
         around the food.

Look, I'm just trying to help.

         Okay? So just...

        Oh, my God, Misty,
      just get the fuck away!

          mellow music



          Shauna, don't.

       It'll make you sick.

               Hey.

             Come on.

            Talk to me.

               Why?

       So you get to tell me
          how dumb I am?

         You're not dumb.

     I think something really,
   really scary happened to you.

         And you're trying
         to deal with it.

      I get that, but, Van--

       I saw something, Tai.

       After... it happened.

     I don't think I was dead.

    But I wasn't really alive,
              either.

      I think I was, like...

           in-between...

           or something.

        You were in shock.

         -Your body was--
               -No.

        I know what I saw.

    I don't know what it meant.

    But I know I saw something.

      Something was out there

             with us.

            Okay, so...

you had a near-death experience.

   And now you believe in, what?

              Ghosts?

           Tree demons?
            [chuckles]

     Wood sprites? Come on...

          Don't do that.

I get that you're scared, too.

           But don't act
      like you have any clue

    what's happening out here.

        Because you don't.

               Van.

You believe that Sporty Spice is

the most underrated Spice Girl.

    You believe that Scully is
     way too good for Mulder.

You do not believe in whatever

            -this is--
     -Yeah, well, maybe I do.

      And if that's gonna be
           a problem...

       ...then just say it.

               Okay?

                No.

              It's...

    it's not. It's, it's okay.

         We're okay, okay?

   dreamy, atmospheric music



      [footsteps approaching]

        I wish I could say
      I remember him better.

     You two were a lot alike,
             actually.

               Why?

    Because we both loved you?

        He killed himself.

   He really... killed himself.

              I know.

              [sighs]

               Kev?

          Are you coming?

              [Kevyn]
           I got to go.

            But, uh...

      take care of yourself.

               Okay?

        I hope you find...

whatever it is you really need.

           [Ace of Base's
   "All That She Wants" playing]

        Hi, uh, can I have,
        uh, two cabernets,

     a beer, and a white wine
         spritzer, please?

          Sup, foxy lady?

        Uh, you know what?
     Could you make that, uh,

   four tequila shots, doubles?

            Hell yeah!
   We partying tonight, or what?

               Um...

               Shit.

      He told you, didn't he?

      When she woke up late
     in the morning light...

      If you ever tell anyone
     what the two of you did,

      I will fucking end you.

    I will gut you like a pig.

    And if they find your body,
         which they won't,

         it won't matter,
        because you will be

     un-fucking-recognizable.

            Understand?

      So... you're mad, then?

       Yeah, Randy. I'm mad.

        And I can't be mad
        at Jeff right now,

    so... looks like it's you.

        Thank you so much.

            I get that.

               Good.

       You're a good friend.

       All that she wants

          Should we wait
      for Natalie and Travis?

   Uh, you know what? I'm pretty
    sure they've got some stuff

        to sort out, so...
they can eat when they get back.

    Lottie, last night you said

       we wouldn't be hungry
           much longer.

         How did you know?

            I just did.

Yeah, it's called getting lucky.

         The bear probably
          just smelled us

and came looking for food, okay?

           Probably had
     something wrong with him.

       It didn't look sick.

     Honestly, at this point,
    I don't even think I care.

         Can we just eat?

               [Van]
               Wait.

        Should we maybe...

          say something?

Like, like thanks or grace or...

             whatever?

               Yeah.

     Just make it quick. Okay?

               Lot?

         Let's join hands.

             [Divinyls'
     "I Touch Myself" playing]

       [indistinct chatter]

        I love myself...

Ooh, shooters! I've never done
       one of these before.

    Good call. I swear to God,

    if one more person tells me

    I've been in their thoughts
          and prayers...

       -[chuckles] I will...
     -I want to make a toast.

       I forget myself...

          To old friends.

          I don't want

          Anybody else,
    when I think about you...

       Can I have everyone's
        attention, please?

           -[Doug] Boo!
     -Shut the fuck up, Doug.

        You're a grown man.
          [clears throat]

            as "a union
     that is happening again."

           -[murmuring]
    -"A convention of friends,

     relatives, or associates
after a period of separation."

And, indeed, a graduating class

will forever be united by their
shared high school experience.

    But as the Wiskayok High...

          Class of '96...

           we are united
    by something even greater.

     Together, we went through
      a tragedy, and tonight,

       together, I'm hopeful

    we can finally, truly heal.

            [murmuring]

       [chuckles nervously]

   But in order to move forward,

     we must first look back.

    [Enya's "Only Time" playing]



      Who can say where...

           For this gift
       from the wilderness,

        we give our thanks.

           Only time

        And who can say

            Thank you.

       If your love grows

      As your heart chose?

          Only time...

    To the spirit of the bear,

          who sacrificed
     so that we could survive,

        we give our thanks.

               [all]
            Thank you.

      And to the ancient gods
     of the sky and the dirt,

        we give our thanks.

               [all]
            Thank you.

            [whispers]
        You didn't say it.

       Jackie didn't say it.

     They were our classmates,
           our teachers,

           our friends,
   but they were more than that.

         They were strong.

       They were courageous.

          Only time...

    They were, and they remain,

        a true inspiration.

       Where the day flows?
            Only time

No, I did not thank the dirt for
bringing us a brain-dead bear.

      What is even happening
            right now?

The fuck is wrong with you all?

       It's fine, you guys.
      She doesn't have to...

         Oh, shut up, Tai.

             [scoffs]

Don't pretend like you weren't
           a part of it.

    What, we're... we're-we're
   just not gonna talk about it?

   We just howl at the moon now
     and have fucking orgies?

      And somehow I'm the one
     who did something wrong?

        -Whoa, wait, what?
   -[Shauna] Jackie, calm down.

    Don't tell me to calm down!

What were you gonna do to Travis

        last night, Shauna?

            Answer me.

           I don't know.

         I don't remember.

             Bullshit.

You had a knife to his throat.

        If we hadn't come,
    you would have killed him.

           Just shut up!

None of this would have happened

       if it wasn't for you.
         If you hadn't...

           Hadn't what?

               Huh?

            Stolen him?

               Wow.

            The irony.

             [scoffs]

      Shauna was fucking Jeff

behind my back, you know that?

               Yeah.
That's who's really responsible

   for her little bundle of joy.

            It was you.

       You read my journal.

          How could you?

     You were my best friend.

You-you-you don't even like him.

      And how would you know?

        You're so obsessed
          with yourself,

    I'm surprised you're aware
     other people even exist.

You know you never even asked me
   if I wanted to go to Rutgers?

         You just assumed
    I'd go wherever you wanted.

     You tell me what to wear,
            what to do,

       who to hook up with.
     I don't even like soccer!

         But you just get
       everything you want.

             -[scoffs]
-All the time like it's nothing.

        And the rest of us,
         we're just extras

           in the movie
       of your fucking life.

            Oh, my God,
       you're such a cliché.

            Oh, is the,
is the sad little sidekick mad?

      Did I force you to live
       in my shadow, Shauna?

            [chuckles]

       It must be hard being
    this jealous all the time.

            [chuckles]

What? You're so fucking jealous
of me, you can barely breathe.

          Are you quoting
      Beaches at me right now?

               What?

                No.

I'm not jealous of you, Jackie.

       I feel sorry for you.

        Because you're weak.

    And I think that deep down,
           you know it.

I'm sure everyone back home is
          so fucking sad

           to be losing
their perfect little princess,

      but they'll never know
            how tragic

      and boring and insecure
          you really are.

Or how high school was the best
   your life was ever gonna get.

             Fuck you.

            That's it.

     You know what? That's it.

      That's it. Get-get out.

          Go on, get out!

                No.

      I can't be around you,
          I-I can't even

fucking look at you right now.

         Well, that sounds
        like your problem.

    So maybe you should leave.

             [scoffs]

    Maybe you'd be better off,

     since we're all so crazy.

    Okay, everybody just stop.

     -Nobody is going outside.
      -Stay out of it, Coach.

       You know what? Fine.

         Jackie, come on.
         Don't go outside.

   Don't pretend like this isn't
          what you wanted

     the entire fucking time.

         I don't even know
       who you are anymore.

      Or maybe you never did.

        Now, traditionally,
         we'd end tonight

           with a dance
from our class king and queen.

     But while she isn't here
             with us,

         I know that this

          is what Jackie
        would have wanted.

               Jeff.

              Shauna.

           Get up here!

         -[crowd cheering]
       -Oh, no. No, no, no.

            Yeah! Yeah!

You want to make a break for it?

              [Allie]
               Yeah!

         Come on, you two!

          Get your butts
        on the dance floor.

       Dance, dance, dance!

             Come on!

            Here we go!

     [Seal's "Kiss from a Rose"
              playing]



            -[loud pop]
       - There used to be

        A graying tower

      Alone on the sea...

        Are you all right?

            Um... yeah.

      The light on the dark
          side of me...

             I'm fine.

    Love remained a drug...

             So, uh...

            did you...?

   Like, did they...? Is he...?

               Yes.

        I took care of it.

            But, um...

     I think the less you know
       about it, the better.

       Baby, I compare you
           to a kiss...

              Right.

         You know, I think
     we're gonna be all right.

  The stranger it feels, yeah.

        soft piano music



              Well...

       don't hold out on me.

            -[chuckles]
       -How was the reunion?

            It was, uh,

          it was amazing.
            [chuckles]

     Sorry I slept in so late.

      I'm a little hungover,
           to be honest.

               -Mm.
          -We did shots.

       -Sounds pretty wild.
         -It was. I mean,

     it was just so fun to be
    with old friends, you know?

        And everyone wanted
          to talk to us.

      It really showed me how

        people want... no,

     need... to hear my story.

      But I'm still strapped
          to a bed here,

          so I'm guessing
      there's a "but" coming.

              [sighs]

I want to do this. I really do.

     But how do I know that...

     the second I let you go,
        you're not gonna...

   What, gonna go to the police?

        Misty, do you know
      what I do for a living?

          Stick your nose
   into other people's business?

           I'm a fixer.

         I clean up messes
for the rich and the powerful.

   It's fucking disgusting work.

   I'd say it was soul-crushing,
          if I remembered

what it felt like to have one.

And honestly, the kind of money
     we're talking about here,

   even my little slice of it...

    I have done a lot of things
       that I cannot forget

             or undo,

     but at least I'd be able
    to stop adding to the list.

    So if you think this little
   stay here at the Caligula Inn

       is enough to make me
     rethink our partnership,

        you haven't gotten
        to know me at all.

            [swallows]

         [chuckles softly]

         -[phone ringing]
       -[indistinct chatter]

     Hey. I'm glad you called.

             [Simone]
Sorry I wasn't there last night.

I just didn't think that, um...

             you know.

            How are you?

         Well, I'm working
on my concession speech, so...

          I'm sorry, Tai.

             Are you?

         Look, I'm calling
     to let you know that, uh,

        I'll be swinging by
     later tonight to pick up

           some things,
   some clothes, toys for Sammy.

         Yeah, of course.
       Uh, I won't be there.

I have to be with my staff for
when they announce the results.

You don't want me to be there.

      I just think it might be
         easier for Sammy.

        Right. Is he there?
        Can I talk to him?

           He's actually
      on a playdate with, uh,

        a kid named Elvis,

      if you can believe that.
        Look, I'll call you

             tomorrow.
You can talk to him then, okay?

               Okay.

        I love you, Simone.

      I'll call you tomorrow.

           [phone beeps]

   I parked your car out front.

I even filled up your gas tank

-and topped up your wiper fluid.
              -Misty.

            [chuckles]

               What?

              -Misty!
           -Okay, fine.

         I threw them out,
   but it's a disgusting habit.

And do you have any idea how bad
     those things are for you?

      Yeah. It's why I do it.

         Come on, you know
     I'm just gonna buy more.

             [exhales]
          Save me a stop.

              [sighs]

     So, what's our next move?
             Dr. Phil?

               Oprah?

           Should I get
      a, um, uh, a publicist?

    Eventually, yes. Uh, first,

        I'm just gonna call
       a few contacts I have

     at the big lit agencies.

But you let me worry about all
   that, you know, earn my keep.

        You just, for now,
       start thinking about

           who you want
     to play you in the movie.

          -Meryl Streep.
            -[chuckles]

          No, no, no. No.
        Scarlett Johansson.

               Okay.

Or who's the one in that thing,

   about, um, those rich ladies
        that kill that guy?

        [car alarm chirps]

          [engine starts]

             [mutters]

   serene, atmospheric music



            [clicking]

               Fuck.

             [exhales]

        [crickets chirping]

             [Travis]
               Javi?

             [panting]
               Javi!

               Javi!

             [panting]

             I, uh...

    I can't, I can't find him.

       Well, he-he might be
           at the cabin.

                No.

Something happened last night.

     Then I'll help you look.

      I don't want your help.

              I know.

      "Vienna" by Ultravox



   We walked in the cold air

           I don't want
      your fucking help, Nat.

              I know.

         Freezing breath
         on a windowpane

       Lying and waiting

                Mm.

           I'm so sorry.

         I didn't want to.

        A man in the dark
        in a picture frame

     So mystic and soulful

   I fucking love you, Natalie.

       A voice reaching out
        in a piercing cry

    It stays with you until

      The feeling has gone,
          only you and I

     It means nothing to me

    This means nothing to me

           Oh, Vienna

             [groans]

          What the fuck?

       suspenseful music



            [grunting]

          [tires squeal]

          Fucking bitch.

          [horn honking]

    [TV reporter] This good boy
    was actually a very bad dog.

                Oh.

   -I think we should get a cat.
               -Hmm?

   I think cats are underrated.

                Mm.

           -[door opens]
              -Yeah.

           Well, I hope
     this cat behaves itself.

           [door closes]

It'll wind up in the chili pot.

          [both laughing]

             -Weirdo.
               -Hey.

        What's up, Kokomo?

   What is happening right now?

             -Just...
    -We're watching television.

      Why don't you join us?

       I have trig homework.

        And this is weird.

   You can sit down for a while.

      Your homework can wait.
           Now come on.

             Come on.
   I was about to make popcorn.

    [indistinct chatter on TV]

   [dramatic music plays on TV]

[TV reporter 2] And now turning
     to the state senate race,

         where results are
        expected momentarily

     in Taissa Turner's effort

             to unseat
      incumbent Phil Bathurst.

      Come on. Get out here.

        -It's almost time.
         -[clears throat]

               Okay.

    [TV reporter 3] ...leaving
   her supporters' hopes tonight

    -for victory remote at best.
             -[sighs]

       [indistinct chatter]

    Shh. Everybody, quiet down.

            This is it.

     [TV reporter 4] Now, with
numbers coming in from precincts

   throughout the 31st district,

       it's starting to look
   like this race was much closer

      than anyone anticipated.

      contemplative music

          [phone buzzing]

       Just go talk to her.

      [Callie] I didn't know
    commercials still existed.

               Ouch.

You know, I'm in a commercial.

           In local news,
       authorities are asking

           for assistance
    in finding a Hoboken artist

        who's gone missing.

       Sheriff O'Conner says

          Adam Martin, 36,
       was last seen Monday.

          Concerned family
          and friends said

    they have not heard from him
          in several days,

           prompting them
        to alert authorities

      about his disappearance.

         [Shauna exhales]

      Of course I burned it.
            [chuckles]

       But, um, then I added

     a whole bunch of butter,
       so it should be okay.

   Okay, kiddo, why don't you go
          up to your room

and grab some toys? I'm gonna...

         get the suitcase
        from the basement.

             [exhales]

     No matter what, just know
     that we ran a good race.

               Yeah.

          [wind blowing]

         jarring music

             [creaks]

            Oh, my God.

           [TV reporter]
        It's official. Wow.

        In a stunning upset,
         Taissa Turner has

         defeated incumbent
          Phil Bathurst...

          -[all cheering]
   -to become New Jersey's first

        Black woman elected
        to the state senate.

             [exhales]

       suspenseful music



            [screaming]

    [chanting] Turner! Turner!
      Turner! Turner! Turner!

      Turner! Turner! Turner!

               Hey.

          This is stupid.

         I'm sorry. Okay?

        I-I'm really sorry.

           Come inside.

              Please?

           [shuddering]

              Thanks.

     I was freezing out there.

           I'm so tired.

               Here.

          This will help.

            [chuckles]
          Hot chocolate?

               How?

     Where did you find this?

          Does it matter?

            -Shauna...
            -It's fine.

      It's all gonna be fine.

        I love you, Jackie.

               [all]
     We all love you, Jackie.

      You're the best friend
          I've ever had.

       You know that, right?

              I know.

It's not as bad as you thought.

              Is it?

    ominous electronic music



    So glad you're joining us.

    We've been waiting for you.



         [wind whistling]

                No.

      Oh, my God. It snowed?

            Holy shit.

             [panting]

             [Shauna]
              Jackie!

        No, no, no, no, no.

      No, no, no, no, no, no.

    No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

                No!

            No, Jackie!

           Wake up! No!

             [crying]
         Jackie, wake up!

                No!

       No, Jackie, wake up.

                No!

               No...

            [screaming]
                No!

              Jackie!

                No.

             [crying]

              [sighs]

             [clicks]

            [knocking]

              [sighs]

            [screaming]

             [buzzing]

         Get the fuck out!

         Get out! No! No.

             [crying]
               Stop.

    Hey, you've reached Natalie.
        You know what to do.

         [Suzie] Natalie,
    fucking call me, goddamn it.

           What the hell
       have you gotten into?

    Look, I did what you asked.

I dug into Travis's bank account

   and found out who emptied it.

I think someone's following me.

Who the fuck is Lottie Matthews?

     tense electronic music



          Versez le sang,
          mes beaux amis.

       And let the darkness
           set us free.

        heavy rock music



         dramatic music