Man in the Blue Suit (2024) Movie Script

(laser gun zapping)
(explosion rumbling)
(astroid crashing)
(astroid whooshing)
(dramatic music)
(eerie chanting music)
(ominous music)
(ominous dramatic music)
(thunder rumbling)
[Priest] Ye though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death.
I will fear no evil.
For thou art with me.
Thy Rod and thy staff,
they comfort me.
(rain drops dripping)
(ominous suspenseful music)
[Reese] I'm glad we don't
have to kill the stars.
My condolences.
(thunder rumbling)
(rain pattering)
(ominous music)
(alarm clock ringing)
(alarm clock clanking on desk)
What the hell?
(birds chirping)
(sighing) Scavenger real estate agents.
I'm not selling.
Yeah, this is the third time this week.
I know, I know.
Shit. I can't find my shoes.
[Cindy] They're
probably in the last place
you took 'em off.
[Addie] Helpful.
(sighing) I could have swore
I left them by the door
when I got in last night, but nope.
Not there.
[Cindy] You have 400
other pairs of shoes.
First world problems.
Pick one.
[Addie] Whatever Cindy.
Hey, did you send me a video?
[Cindy] No. Would you like me to?
Funny. No, I've had a
creepy video of my house,
whatever, real estate agents are circling.
[Cindy] Weird.
So what's going on with you
and your bad self tonight?
Travis is coming over.
Pizza in a movie.
[Cindy] You mean Netflix and chill?
(scoffs) Hardly.
[Cindy] Why are you
stringing this poor guy along?
You know you don't like him.
I do,
like him,
kind of.
[Cindy] Right?
(sighing) I know, I know. I
just, I don't wanna hurt him.
He's so nice.
[Cindy] Just rip that
shit off like a band aid.
I'm sure he will be okay.
It's been what, a month?
A month
and a week.
I know. I need to do it.
I just hate hurting people. You know? I...
He was literally there for me when my dad
and.
[Cindy] Yeah. Yeah, I get it.
But what if Mr. Right is out there waiting
and you're all tangled up with Mr. Wrong.
He was shelter for the storm,
but the storm has passed, Addie.
Good point.
Oh, I'll do it tonight.
Wait, when did you become so poetic?
[Cindy] Girl? I have many superpowers.
Oh, Where are my shoes?
I swear I'm always fucking
late to everything.
I've got to do better.
[Cindy] Sounds like your dad speaking.
Give yourself a break.
It's only been a month.
Grieving is fucking hard.
- Yeah.
- [Cindy] Alright, sister,
I'll let you go.
Look under your dresser.
Bye.
- Okay, bye.
(phone clacking on dresser)
This Son of a bitch.
(footsteps echoing)
Oh but baby, I've been all on my own
(knocking on door)
You're mine
You're about the
meanest baby I've known
And he's just wine
when I wanna kiss you
And they know, I'll tell you this
I'm gonna go
(door clacking)
I'm starving.
(eerie screeching music)
Travis.
Okay. Come on. Stop fucking around.
And I would end up alone
You'll get those cry baby
(Addie screaming)
Oh my God!
What the fuck, Travis?
30 minutes or less.
Ah. How did you even get in here?
You didn't answer the
door. So I went to the back.
It was unlocked.
Oh, Jesus, you scared
the shit out of me.
Sorry.
(lips smacking)
Shitty delivery guy. (Laughing)
Baby
(gentle music)
[TV Character] I can't believe
we're actually doing this.
Come on in.
Take a look around.
- Why do they do this?
Do what?
Spoon feed us like
we're brain dead idiots.
It's a romcom.
We're supposed to be brain dead.
It's practically a prerequisite.
Never believe
that I'm here.
- Mm, It doesn't have to be.
Damn.
Some people just like to escape.
(Travis sighing)
[TV Character] Look in the hotel.
(feet rustling on couch)
Do you like me, Travis?
Yeah,
of course, I like you.
I wouldn't be here if I didn't.
Yeah, but,
do you like,
like, like me?
So if I say it three
times, I like you more.
You know what I mean?
Okay, Addie, I like, like you
or
Like, like, like you.
Oh.
How many likes do I get?
Hmm. That many, huh?
I do like you Travis? I do.
That's one like.
There's a but coming.
What's going on?
I don't think we should
see each other anymore.
There. I said it.
Are you serious?
Why?
I thought everything seemed okay.
You're a really nice
guy, Travis. You are.
And, and such a good
person too. But I just...
Those are great traits for a friend.
Am I being demoted to the friend zone?
(sighing) There's just,
there's no electricity, you know,
like no spark, and I
really need that spark.
You know, I was really
looking forward to this weekend
with you, Addie.
And now this.
You kind of blindsided me, Addie.
I'm so sorry.
I feel like shit. I.
Not as much as me.
(signing) Damn.
I'm such a sucker.
Are you sure this is what you want?
You're a really nice guy, Travis.
Okay. You've already
made that abundantly clear.
I don't need your pity.
I'm out.
I'm sorry.
(keys rattling)
(Travis sighing)
[Travis] You will be.
(Addie sighing)
I am a terrible person.
(Addie sighing)
(grass cutting machine roaring)
(Addie yawing)
Shit.
(Addie sighing)
I know I set my alarm.
(airplane engine roaring)
(fridge door slamming shut)
(milk container thudding on table)
(cereal box thudding on table)
(cupboard door slamming shut)
(plate clanking on counter)
(cereal box rustling)
(cereal clanking )
(milk sploshing)
(plate clanking)
(fridge door slamming shut)
(plate clanking)
(footsteps echoing)
(car engine humming)
Hey girl.
- So,
Did you do it?
- Yes,
I did it.
I am an asshole.
[Cindy] I can't believe you
dumped him. He was so sweet.
You are an asshole.
- Really, Cindy?
Of course not. You're not an asshole.
Actually, I think you would
definitely be an asshole
if you kept him around.
Yeah, I guess.
I really did like him though.
He was kind of fun to hang out with.
And he liked Bob Dylan.
[Cindy] You have me for that?
You like Bob Dylan?
[Cindy] Enough cocktails,
I can like just about anything.
Well, now that I'm single,
how about cocktails and
Bob Dylan tomorrow night?
Okay. It's a date. Mm.
Sweet. I gotta go.
I'm strolling into work late as usual.
I've got to get my shit together.
I really do wanna be on time though.
Like, it's a life goal for me.
[Cindy] You're really
lucky Greg keeps you around
for his viewing pleasure.
I would've fired your ass a long time ago.
[Addie] Yeah, I wouldn't blame you.
[Cindy] Alright, Cindy out.
[Addie] See ya.
(gentle music)
(car door clanking)
(car door slamming shut)
(traffic humming)
(footsteps echoing)
Addie.
(sighing) Have a seat.
I know.
Why are you here, Addie?
Um, what do you mean? Am I fired?
No.
Why are you here?
Of your own accord?
I'm sorry. I'm not following.
We both know you don't have to be here.
So why do you do it?
- What this is about.
- Isn't it?
I mean, with all due respect,
if my father treated me
the way yours has, I'd
been gone outta here
long before the dirt had
been back filled on his grave.
A soul sucking admin job
is hardly worth sticking around for.
So I ask again. Why are you here?
Look, Gregory, we were great.
We were.
- I agree.
But I'm not there any longer.
You know that. I've moved on.
Yet here you are.
I'm not buying it.
(sighing) You know, I drove
past your house the other day.
I didn't see Trevor's car.
Travis. His name is Travis.
Same thing. You two still a thing?
It's really none of your business, Greg.
Well, you have made
it my business, Addie.
We were together and then we weren't.
No explanation.
You show up late to work almost every day
when you don't even need this damn job.
So I have to wonder, is it for me?
No.
I want our relationship to
be strictly professional.
I think we blew past that part long ago.
I should have fired you by now,
but I can't.
Not yet.(sighing)
I still enjoy your company.
It's a curse.
Weird, huh?
I'm an Addie addict.
Damn. Really, Greg?
Look, I just, I can't handle
any more change right now.
I want this job, Greg. I do. I need it.
I'll do better.
I get it.
Can I go now, Greg?
Yes, Addie.
You know, a latte may have helped us
avoid all this nonsense.
One latte coming up.
(ominous music)
(car engine humming)
(eerie music)
(ominous music)
- Hello, I'm Max.
I live right there.
Oh, um, nice to meet you. I'm-
Addelyn.
Your dad used to talk
about you all the time.
Your pictures were all over his house,
so I-
Oh,
yeah, of course.
I never really saw you here though. Hmm?
Yeah.
(birds chirping)
Okay. Well, if you need
anything, I'm right over here.
Okay.
Thanks.
Welcome to the neighborhood.
(footsteps echoing)
(ominous music)
(door clacking)
(Addie sighing)
(keys rattling)
(footsteps echoing)
(ominous music)
What?
No, I know I put that away.
(sighing) I'm losing my mind.
(milk sploshing)
What a waste.
(dustbin thudding)
(water splattering)
(ominous eerie music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic eerie music)
Shit.
(lock latching)
(screen whooshing)
(dramatic eerie music continues)
(Addie panting)
Cindy. I, I think somebody
was, is in my house.
I just don't understand.
I know I put it away.
What did the cops say?
I,
I,
I didn't call them.
- What? Why?
- What am I supposed to say?
That I left my milk out,
threw it away, and it reappeared.
Oh, I'm losing it.
- Did you check the house?
- No, I was,
I was too scared.
Okay. Okay, um, I'll go check it out.
You stay here.
(footsteps shuffling)
(light switch clicking)
(Addie and Cindy screaming)
What the fuck? What the
hell are you doing Addie.
I couldn't hear you. So I, I...
Okay.
- My soul legit left my body.
[Addie] What took you so long?
I was out by the pool, checking it out.
(Cindy and Addie laughing)
Okay. Everything looks good.
Okay.
(sighing) Okay. I think
we need those cocktails now.
Yes, please. Okay.
Let's go.
(gentle music)
I don't know, after mom died,
he just wasn't the same.
[Cindy] How?
Mom was the glue that
held shit together.
Dad would come home from a shift spent
and she would just somehow
piece him back together
without saying a word.
Damn. I need one of them.
Me too.
(gentle music)
(Addie sighing)
That was him and his best
friend, Detective Reese.
That was their thing.
Fishing.
Blue Marlins.
Elusive they say.
The ultimate game fish.
They spent years trying to catch one.
Never did.
So he bought a fake one.
Always one step behind.
Shortly after this trip,
Reese's daughter died,
things just kind of fell apart.
He looks happy here.
Hmm.
He was.
(gentle music continues)
(glasses clanking)
(couch rustling)
M-hm.
Fuck.
(plastic bottle rustling)
(dramatic music)
(fridge door slamming shut)
What the fuck?
Are you okay?
Listen, you've had a shit
ton on your plate lately.
I'm not crazy, Cindy. I know what I saw.
Okay. I'm not doubting you.
Look, maybe,
maybe you should see someone.
You haven't spoken to anyone
since your father passed away.
Maybe it's time.
I know a woman.
Kind of sounds like you
low-key think I'm crazy.
No,
I high-key believe that.
Okay, great. Let's just add
a fucking shrink to the mix.
Okay. It doesn't mean you're crazy.
Maybe you just need to talk about it.
It's like vomiting after
you've had too much to drink.
It always makes you feel better.
That's your sales pitch?
Look, I speak from
experience. (Chuckling)
(Addie sighing)
(car engine humming)
Comfortable?
Yeah.
Yeah. I'm good.
I do have a couch.
Some people prefer the
more authentic approach.
Makes 'em feel like they're
getting their money's worth.
Thank you for getting me in so quickly.
How are you feeling right now?
Oh, just jumping right in.
We don't have to,
we go at your pace.
When I ask how you're feeling,
it's a basic inventory.
It could be I'm hot, hungry,
nervous.
Sometimes a simple stream of consciousness
can point us in a direction,
but there's no expectations here, Addie.
It's just us being us.
I like that.
Well,
I was hungry before I came.
Not anymore.
Nerves, I guess.
Ah, yeah, I would say I'm nervous.
That's to be expected.
Is that something you wanna talk about?
Why you feel nervous?
Uh, fuck it I,
I haven't talked about
the death of my father
since he passed a little over a month ago.
(somber music)
Just jump right?
Whatever you feel comfortable with.
We were uh,
pretty close when I was younger.
Not so much in recent years.
Why was that?
He changed
when my mom died.
We were just alike really. Him and I.
When he died, I just stopped.
Stopped? What did you stop?
Everything.
I stopped eating,
stopped going out,
stopped being me.
How does that make you feel?
I don't know.
Trapped,
I guess.
Safe, sometimes.
Angry,
maybe.
Angry because there was no closure.
He was lost at sea.
He went out fishing by
himself and he never returned.
Did he normally go fishing by himself?
No.
Not usually.
(somber music)
There was a distress call that went out,
but that was it.
You know,
I had a funeral for him and everything.
Empty casket and all.
Why did you feel the need to do that?
Did it bring you comfort?
I don't know.
Maybe.
Maybe it was denial.
Hope.
But
honestly, that's not why I'm here.
At least I don't think it is. (Crying)
(sighing) I feel like I'm going crazy.
How so?
Ah, shit.
I, I don't even know how to describe it
without sounding crazy.
No such thing as sounding crazy.
Not here.
Without sounding cliche,
this is a safe place, Addie.
Um,
It seems
like I've been absent minded lately.
Except it, it doesn't feel
like absent mindedness.
Is that a word?
It feels very real.
I've been forgetting things.
Like you're having trouble remembering.
No, more like
misplacing items.
Shoes,
milk.
I know.
Weird, right?
Not at all.
It's just,
I always leave my shoes in the same place.
I, always by the front door.
But the other day I
found them under my bed.
And then the other day I
poured myself a bowl of cereal
before going to work
and I remember putting the
milk back in the fridge,
but when I got home from
work later that day,
it was out on the counter.
Sometimes when we're grieving,
studies have shown that grieving
can actually cause short-term memory loss.
You see, but that's, that's just it.
I remember everything clearly,
vividly, I mean, that's
what makes it so disturbing.
When I found the milk on the
counter. I dumped it out.
And then when I got out of the shower,
it was, it was back out
on the counter again,
full,
ice cold
and
I freaked out.
I called my best friend and
she came to stay the night.
The next morning it was
gone from the fridge.
- Addie, are you on any-
- Drugs?
No. Not at all.
I mean, we had a couple of
cocktails, but that's it.
Doctor. I,
I, I feel like someone is watching me.
- Do you have any enemies?
- No.
No.
I mean, not that I know of.
I, I did just break it off with a guy.
Do you think he'd be
angry enough to stalk you?
No. He's too nice.
At least I think.
Okay.
Have you spoken to the authorities?
No. I, I mean, should I?
I,
Now I'm like really freaking out.
It's just as a precaution,
better to have it on file.
I can call someone.
Uh, my dad's best friend, he is,
was a Detective.
Reese's.
Detective Reese. I don't, nickname. Um.
Maybe, maybe I can call him.
Good.
Would you like to set
up another appointment?
Yeah, I'd like that.
Okay.
I'll have my receptionist
email you a confirmation.
Addie,
see you next week.
(gentle piano music)
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
What the fuck? Addie!
Hello Addie.
Who's your friend?
[Addie] Uh, that's my best friend.
Does your best friend have a name?
Cindy?
My name's Cindy.
Pleasure to meet you, Cindy.
Mail. It's yours.
I, I didn't take it from your mailbox.
It accidentally got put in mine.
We have a new mail person.
Easy mistake. Really?
Oh,
okay.
(ominous music continues)
Would you like me to bring it over?
No, that's fine.
You can just leave it in the mailbox.
Okay, Addie, no problem.
I, I'll see you soon.
Okay.
Thanks.
Seriously,
I'm staying the weekend
and you're calling your detective friend.
He's harmless.
Girl, that man is fucking
with you and your milk.
We don't know that yet.
He's not a bad guy.
You're too nice. Fuck that.
You wouldn't know a bad guy
if it hit you in the face.
You need help.
Yeah, I know.
Another vodka cranberry
we'll have to do for now.
[Addie] I agree.
Bougie bitch.
[Cindy] Thanks. (Chuckling)
(Cindy sighing)
(glasses clanking)
(ice rattling)
(liquor pouring)
(dramatic music)
Cindy.
(door clanking)
(door slamming shut)
Hi, Reese's. Sorry. Detective Reese.
Dad always referred to you as-
Addie, It's good to see you again.
Reese's is fine. I grew quite
fond of it over the years.
So,
this is Detective Lucas.
- Pleasure.
- My ride or die, so to speak.
Pleasure to meet you.
Cindy. Her ride or die.
Hmm. A must have.
Detective Lucas. Pleasure.
- [Addie] Please come in.
- Yeah.
(footsteps echoing)
(door clanking)
Oh,
I haven't been able to bring
myself to pack it away.
I remember this day well, hmm.
I haven't gotten the chance to.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Yeah.
Well, we have something in common
you and me, you know.
Well, Ms. Nelson.
Oh, you can call me Addie.
Addie.
Uh, was there any signs of any uh,
break in, anything outta place or missing?
[Addie] No. Nothing that I could see.
Hmm.
"And I will kill him," he said,
and all his goodness
and all his glory. (Chuckles)
Ernest Hemingway.
Uh, now, Addie, according
to your brief statement
with Detective Reese, there
(sighing) seems to be
things that were misplaced
in your household
and I'd like to start off with that
from the beginning if you could.
Ah, yeah.
It's hard to explain
without seeming a little um.
No,
no judgments here, Addie.
I heard that one before.
Look, I know it's your guys' job to judge,
so please just hear me out.
You got this.
Um, things have been
a bit surreal lately.
And look, I have been
questioning myself relentlessly.
And I keep circling back to the fact
that I know I'm not crazy.
And we believe you.
Um, it seems I've
been misplacing things,
but the thing is, I know I haven't.
I leave my shoes by the door
every single fucking day
and the other day I found
them under my dresser.
I've never left my shoes under my dresser
for a single day in my life.
- Addie, Addie, hey,
take a breath, take a deep breath.
Okay? It's okay.
Now, despite what you may believe,
we are just here for the facts.
Okay?
Now, if you are sure, we're sure.
The truth doesn't have an agenda, it,
so please continue.
A couple days ago we
woke up to find the milk
from the refrigerator was gone.
Now, you threw it away
previously, I think you said.
Well, yes, but I
remember putting it back
after I poured myself some cereal.
Okay. And that was when you
were running late to work,
I think you said in your statement.
Yes. But that's a regular
occurrence, not a one off.
It's as routine as me
leaving my shoes by the door.
Okay, okay, carry on.
So I came home from work that night
and I found the milk out on the counter.
And so I poured it out,
then got in the shower.
When I got out of the shower,
I found a jug sitting there full ice cold
on the goddamn counter.
Yesterday when we got up,
the milk from the refrigerator was gone
and there were two perfectly
placed empty jugs in the trash.
Okay. Did you actually see Addie
put the milk back in the refrigerator?
No. I, I didn't come over until, um-
Now, Addie, I, I have to ask, are you,
are you taking any of the medications?
It's a formality.
It's not accusation.
- No, I,
well, I've taken a muscle
relaxer from time to time,
but nothing that makes me
see things or forget things.
Okay, now, are these muscle relaxers,
are they prescribed to you?
No.
Well,
Addie, as of right now,
we don't have any evidence
of any foul play.
Okay, and considering your recent loss
and your admission
to using prescription
muscle relaxers illegally,
we would,
look, we're willing to
give you the benefit
of the doubt here, okay.
Okay. Addie has a neighbor
that is, well, creepy.
I mean, he looks normal, but,
I think that he might be into Addie.
Into Addie, uh?
Well, he,
he lingers.
Okay.
Uh, well, lingering isn't exactly a crime
or a cause for suspicion,
ah, but what's his name?
Max? I don't know his last
name. He lives next door.
I think he's just trying to be nice.
It just comes off a little-
Stalker.
He comes across like a fucking stalker.
Understood.
And,
then I got the videos.
[Lucas] Videos?
Hmm.
That's it for that video, um.
(ominous suspenseful music)
Okay. Do you have a boyfriend?
Yeah. Well,
no.
Not as of three days ago.
Uh, would he happen to have a key?
No,
uh, we never got to that level, I guess.
Besides, he's not like that.
Hmm. Yeah. Not until they are.
Um, why don't you
send those videos to me?
I'm going to include them in our report
and listen, if you see
anything else suspicious,
please,
call.
That's it. (Scoffs)
You're not even gonna question him?
Which one?
[Cindy] Both.
On what grounds?
I don't know.
Suspicion.
Deductive reasoning will,
will narrow that list down.
So,
okay.
- Oh, can I, um,
have one of those little,
one of those little business
cards you got there?
Absolutely.
Call anytime.
Addie, you have my number. Okay.
I know what it's like to,
to lose someone. Okay.
Someone very close.
Take care of yourself. Okay?
Don't, don't get lost
in the grief. All right?
Find an outlet. That's
what gets me through.
Addie, please, if you need
us, give a call. Seriously.
Protect and serve my ass.
(door slamming shut)'
I guess it's not enough
to check the boxes.
I thought detectives
worked off of instincts.
Maybe they were.
(sighing) whatever. Drink?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
(ominous dramatic music)
(chair creaking)
They always do this shit.
What shit?
Look at this? They used
to fill this thing so full,
you could hardly close it.
Right there,
and wrap it with Saran wrap,
Just to keep it all in.
That's how they do it
these days, it's formula,
the American way, you know.
That's how they do here.
You buy a business, ride the
coattails of their success,
and then all of a sudden,
it's you gotta make a profit.
Profit, profit, profits.
Always about the profits.
I mean, look at McDonald's,
used to get a nice meal, cheap,
and now you paid three times as much
for something that resembles food.
That's bullshit.
How was she?
[Reese] Who?
Addie. I mean, you said
you used to go fishing
with her and her father.
So,
how was she?
I mean, a few times
that she did go fishing,
I don. T know, different.
Different, huh?
Different how?
Man, I don't know.
She just never really fished. You know.
She just sat in the back of the boat
and played with bait,
staring out over the water
and, I don't know, just different.
And so she was recluse.
Oh, I don't know.
Maybe. What's your play?
(sighing) I'm not sure.
I mean, I know drug induced psychosis and,
and
(sighing) this,
this isn't it.
I mean, were they close?
Her and her father?
I wouldn't call him close.
I mean, talk to Nelson.
He was, he was a good fisherman, you know,
and even a better drinking buddy.
But, I mean, he could drink
an Irishman under the table,
you know?
But I wouldn't exactly call him nurturing.
So I guess she was as close to
him as he allowed her to be.
I don't know, man. Something,
something's off here.
I, I can't, (sighing) I
can't put my finger on it,
but there's,
there's something gnawing at me
and I can't,
I mean, I gotta know one thing,
I guess we can rule out grief.
We can rule out a lot
more than grief. (Sighing)
What does your gut tell you?
(sighing) Words mean nothing.
You know,
a junkie will vomit a dictionary on you
just to get 'em off their scent.
It's about actions,
you know, body language.
Now, come on, Lucas.
Didn't they teach you this in the academy?
Oh, in the academy?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
No, they gave us little
coloring books and crayons
and just these little amazing
juice boxes.
- Oh,
there is something wrong
with you, my friend.
Eat this up. Okay.
- Thanks.
Don't stay too long. All right.
(groaning) When you get to
my age, if you get to my age,
these are the hours you're gonna want back
because they, they
usually amount to nothing.
Okay? Just chasing ghosts, so.
Well, I wouldn't wanna be your age.
All right? (Laughing).
- [Reese] Touche, touche.
- Hey,
have a good night, man.
You too, man.
(upbeat music)
She's looking like
a bad girl, bad girl
Pretty face, long curls
Long curls
I keep her
What are you at? (Laughing)
Make me feel like a
winner, I don't wanna lose
Yeah, I just wanna pop bottles
(water spattering)
Show you the greater things in life
It's all good
You like what you see?
I hate when we fight
Yeah, just wanna have sex
Oh.
Bring you no stress
(Cindy chuckling)
Hit it from the back
Teach that ass a lesson
Do it so blessed
Till I make you scream
It's getting hotting in here
(water splattering)
You gotta know a nigga
bad for you, bad for you
But I still wanna Did you hear me?
'Cause that sex keeps me
running back every time, yeah
Stuck in my past
About to relapse
I see you.
I keep running back to you
You're so cute. (Laughing)
I try to refrain but you
net is so sweet, it so real
Thank you,
thank you very much.
To you, yeah
(urn rattling)
(urn clanking)
(dramatic music)
(Addie screaming)
Cindy!
Yeah, I know they say
love is blind, blind.
Oh, oh my God.
What the fuck is wrong now?
There was someone right there.
Standing right there.
Yeah. Me.
God. My heart can't handle this shit, man.
Fucking cardiac arrest.
(hand slamming)
(Addie panting) I keep running back
I say all of my prayers, yeah
Come and spend the night
We can make it right
I know what I saw.
It was a man in like a
blue jacket or something.
It was before you came
in. I got soap in my eyes
and so I rinsed and then you were there.
Oh man, this is getting real.
(Addie sighing)
Do you think we should
call Lucas?
- Tell him what?
Well, we need to call somebody
because I'm not equipped
to handle this shit.
(door bell ringing)
(door clacking)
- [Travis] Cindy.
- Travis.
Fancy seeing you here.
What's this about?
Um.
Hi.
We were wondering if you
could stay the night.
(crickets chirping)
[Travis] Seriously.
[Cindy] I'm scared.
(gentle soft music)
I'm really scared.
(door slamming and rattling)
After you left-
You mean after you asked me to leave.
Things, I have been, um.
Some weird shit has been happening.
Someone stalking Addie.
Is it you?
Hmm.
That's what this is really about, right?
Is that how you see me?
Should I?
I wasn't talking to you.
Look,
on your way out, you said
that I would be sorry.
I'm sorry. Is this an interrogation?
Should I lawyer you up?
No. No. I just, some creepy
shit has been happening.
Like, I think someone is in my house,
watching me,
videotaping me.
Well, uh, you know when
I said that you'd be sorry.
I meant that you would never
find someone that would
love you as much as I do.
So is that why you put
the milk on the counter?
Cindy, what the fuck
are you talking about?
Travis, that it's not why
I brought you here. Okay.
I just, I need to feel safe
and you make me feel safe.
I, I just needed to make sure.
Okay.
Okay.
I'll stay,
but I'm sleeping on the couch.
Okay.
Thanks.
- You check all the doors?
- Yeah.
(sighing) Hmm, you checked the back?
(ominous music)
You always leave that unlocked.
(footsteps echoing)
The door is unlocked.
Addie, you have got to be more careful.
(knife thudding)
(eerie music)
Travis.
(Addie and Cindy screaming)
(dramatic music)
(Addie and Cindy panting)
(dramatic music)
What are we, what are we gonna do?
We, we have to call detective,
shit my phone is out there.
- Oh, what I am I doing?
Okay. (Crying)
Okay.
We have to get our phones.
Okay? Yeah. That's, that's
a hard no for me, Addie.
I don't, I don't think
I can do it. (Sobbing)
Oh my God,
Travis.
(ominous suspenseful music)
Really?
We have to do something
or we are going to die.
(ominous suspenseful music continues)
(door creaking)
(Addie gasping)
(ominous music)
(golf club thudding on counter)
(purse contents rustling)
(purse thudding on counter)
My phone and my keys are gone.
Oh, mine too.
(phone rattling on counter)
The land line's out.
What are we gonna do?
I'm scared, Addie.
Me too.
Okay. Okay.
We need to secure the house.
All right.
(ominous suspenseful music)
[Addie] Travis, he's gone.
(footsteps shuffling)
(eerie music)
(door clacking)
(Addie sighing)
Get away from the door.
Hurricane windows. You
can't break through them.
You wanna test that?
Oh, absolutely fucking not.
(ominous music)
(door creaking)
(door clacking)
(metal rattling)
This fucking guy.
Okay. He's cutting us off.
We, we're gonna have to make a run for it.
Okay? Out of the front door.
(door clacking)
(door slamming shut)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps echoing)
(door rattling)
(dramatic music)
We're being trapped.
Why? What the fuck is happening?
(door rattling)
What does he want from us?
- Okay. Okay.
We cannot lose our shit now.
He's banking on it.
We're being herded.
When me and my dad would go fishing,
we would look for the birds
diving into the water.
That meant there was a bait bowl.
Okay. So, sorry. Not following.
Predatory fish herd bait into balls.
Then they pick the bait off one by one.
He has us right where he wants us.
We have to draw him in.
Fuck that, I wanna be far away
from whoever the hell that is as possible.
As long as we do nothing,
we play into his hands.
He can't attack what he can't see.
(water sploshing)
(suspenseful music)
I couldn't imagine eating right now.
I eat when I'm stressed.
Did you actually like fishing?
I did.
Just seems so boring.
Staring at the water,
waiting for some poor fish to
come by and grab your bait.
It's like watching paint peel.
Not for me.
That was one of my favorite parts.
The anticipation, you know,
it was in the waiting
that I found it exciting.
The unknown.
You can keep that shit.
I wanna know.
I wanna know what's coming,
so I can plan.
Like now?
(suspenseful music)
The best part was hanging out with my dad.
He was always so busy.
He practically lived at the hospital.
We got a small sliver of his pie,
which mostly went to
my mom, rightfully so.
So to gain my nugget of his
time, I did what he liked to do.
Fish.
I grew to love it because he did it.
Just all went away so suddenly.
Damn, maybe I should take up fishing.
My dad, he was an
asshole. Plain and simple.
A drunkard.
Shit, I would've paid him to
leave the house to go fishing.
So at an early age, I
found very creative ways
to get out of the house.
A little too creative.
Is that why you got kicked out at 17?
Yep. I'm cool with it though.
Made me the queen you see now.
I guess this is kind of like fishing.
The unknown just sort of takes over
and you're acutely aware of everything
in the present moment,
which is all we have, I guess.
(suspenseful music continues).
Question is,
who's doing the fishing
and who's being fished?
Now you're talking.
(Lucas sighing)
Addelyn Nelson.
(papers shuffling)
Troubled years.
Possession of alcohol.
Nothing there.
(Lucas sighing)
Anthony Maxwell Steele.
(Lucas kisses lips)
Voyeurism.
You dirty, dirty boy.
Okay.
(Lucas murmuring)
Jesus Doc. What are you hiding?
(knock on door)
It's open.
(door clacking)
Detective Reese?
Uh,
uh, no.
Detective Lucas,
Reese stepped out for a little while.
Is there something I can help you with?
Dr. Mendoza from the Wellness Center.
Oh, yes, please have a seat.
Thank you.
So, doctor, what may I help you with?
I don't wanna overreact.
I have always,
always kept my...
I have never betrayed a patient.
Never.
Okay. Understood.
HIPAA prevents me from
sharing any details.
But I can alert the authorities
if I,
if I think a patient could be in danger.
Okay.
Uh, now when you say in danger,
what patient are we referring to here?
Her name is Addelyn Nelson
We actually just left
Ms. Nelson's residence
not too long ago.
Is she okay?
Yes, of course. I'm, I'm, I'm sorry.
Um, Ms. Nelson is the one that
contacted Detective Reese.
Um, Reese and her father were very close
before he passed away.
Okay. I wasn't sure.
Um,
what danger do you think
Addelyn could be in?
Um, she mentioned someone
possibly stalking her.
She seemed to be concerned
that some items had been
moved around in her home.
Mm-hmm. It's actually
the reason that she called.
Do you believe her?
I haven't treated her
long enough for a diagnosis,
but she believes it.
And that's enough to send
up a red flag for me,
which is why I'm here now.
Okay,
uh, well, first off, thank you
for coming forward with that information.
I know for someone in your position
that can be very difficult,
but it is the right thing to do.
Rest assured, we are doing
everything in our power
to resolve this issue.
Thank you, detective.
It just didn't settle well in my gut.
Yeah, I can understand.
(sighing) It's my curse as well.
Yeah,
we're much the same.
Me and you.
What we do is really the same.
We use all of our senses
to uncover the truth.
The hardest part is shutting it off.
A curse indeed.
But it can also be a blessing.
Well, let's hope for our
sakes. It's the latter, right?
(chair creaking)
Um,
Detective?
[Lucas] Yes.
That feeling I had, it was urgent.
With all due respect,
this feels more like a lukewarm response.
Well, with all due respect, Doctor,
there are are protocols.
- Please, Detective,
if there's anyone who
understands protocols, it's me.
I'm not looking for protocols
to be followed here.
That's not working from your gut.
This requires something more swift.
Believe me when I say Doctor,
that this will be a full send.
If you can think of anything
that would help the
investigation move forward,
please,
gimme a call.
Thank you.
(door clacking)
(door slamming shut)
(eerie music)
(crickets chirping)
(car engine humming)
(eerie music)
(car ignition clicking)
[Voice Mail] Your call has
been forwarded to an automated
voice message system.
(car door clacking)
(car door slamming shut)
(footsteps echoing)
(suspenseful music continues)
(eerie suspenseful music)
(eerie suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
[Doctor] Oh my God.
(clock ticking)
(dramatic music)
(clock ticking)
(Sighing) I don't like this.
Me either.
(suspenseful music)
It's like um,
it's like when you were a kid
and you would shut off the hall light.
It felt as if the boogeyman
was instantly behind me.
I would take off
sprinting down the hallway
like a half-size crazed lunatic.
I would get to the doorway
of my mother's bedroom
and I would just launch
myself through the air,
crash landing into her bed.
Man, that happened every night.
I couldn't imagine
being woken up like that
every single night.
Yeah, well,
That's how I feel right now.
(suspenseful music)
I feel like he's just inches away from us.
I, I can't shake it.
I think we have to try and do something.
Anything to get outta here.
Okay. (Sighing)
The only option is the back door.
All right, well, um,
I'm gonna need something
bigger than this knife.
My father left some
things in the garage.
Okay.
(suspenseful music continues)
(Lucas sighing)
Oh, we all have skeletons
in our closet Doc,
but
goddamn.
(dramatic music)
(paper ruffling)
(door creaking)
(footsteps shuffling)
(suspenseful music)
(boxes rustling)
(metal clanking)
All this shit and fuck, nothing.
We're gonna have to make a run for it.
Motherfucker.
Bingo.
[Addie] Cindy!
What?
(ominous eerie music)
(metal squelching on skin)
Oh.
(Addie screaming)
(skin squelching)
(Addie panting)
(upbeat dramatic music)
(water sloshing)
(Addie crying and panting)
(footsteps thudding)
Mayday mayday. My
name is Addelyn Nelson.
I need to get a hold of Detective Reese
from the Hillsborough
County Police Department.
There is a man in blue suit.
(plank thudding)
(Lucas kissing lips)
(ominous music)
What you got.
Okay, so it seems like
your boy, Dr. Nelson,
had some heat on him
prior to going missing.
Okay. What'd you find?
So he was under investigation
by the medical board and they
were accusations of misconduct
and inappropriate care.
Interesting. Not so squeaky clean, huh?
Just when you think, you know someone
man, no wonder he fell off the radar.
Yeah and that's not all.
Um, it seems that the
DEA got in on the action.
Okay. So why dig up
dirt on a dead doctor?
(ominous music)
What if he's not? (Sighing)
(Addie panting)
(Addie sobbing)
(radio equipment rattling)
Where is it? (Panting)
Okay. So just, just hear me out. Okay?
He goes fishing by himself,
which is something he never did.
And apparently that is an unspoken rule
in the deep sea fishing community.
You never go fishing alone.
He sends out a mayday, right?
Never returns. Avoids the
charges. Death is his alibi.
Okay, so what the hell does all of this
have to do with Addie?
Okay. She gets everything, right.
Maybe he's trying to reclaim it all.
And I am going to visit
Addie in the morning
to ask some questions and
see if I can get lucky.
Mm, It's better to be lucky,
but I'd rather be exact.
Listen, I drive right by there
on the way to the office.
So I'll, I'll stop by
there in the morning.
Check on 'em.
[Lucas] Well, here's to you my friend.
(chuckling) Go home. Get some rest.
(eerie music)
(Addie groaning)
(Addie sighing)
(utensils rattling)
(hammer clanking on counter)
Shit, shit. Shit
(Addie crying)
(eerie music)
Doctor (murmurs).
(eerie ominous music)
Indictment.
(dramatic music)
Oh there's something.
(ominous dramatic music)
Oh shit.
(latch clanking)
(hands banging on door)
(Addie screaming)
Something happened.
Something bad.
(Addie panting)
Get the fuck away from me.
I, I found someone.
He is hurt.
I think he's your friend.
(dramatic music)
(knife slashing)
(Addie screaming)
(dramatic eerie music)
(papers rustling)
(drawer slamming shut)
I'm doing it.
Oh shit.
(phone ringing)
Hello, this is Detective Lucas.
[Smith] Hello. This is Lieutenant Smith
with the US Coast Guard.
I'm looking for a Detective Reese.
Uh, this is his
partner, Detective Lucas.
[Smith] We just received a distress call
from an Addelyn Nelson.
Uh, please stand by
and we will play that
distress call for you.
(radio beeping)
[Addie] Mayday, mayday.
My name is Addelyn Nelson.
I need to get a hold of Detective Reese
from the Hillsborough
County Police Department.
There's a man in a blue suit.
(plank thudding)
(dramatic ominous music)
(screen whooshing)
Hmm. It's better to be
lucky, but I'd rather be exact.
(dramatic ominous music)
[Lucas] Man in the blue suit.
(dramatic ominous music)
(latch clacking)
(Reese sighing)
Friends with benefits.
(dramatic ominous music)
Man, I'm,
I'm so glad we don't
have to kill the stars.
(screen whooshing)
I'm glad we don't have to kill the stars.
(thunder rumbling)
- My condolences.
Why?
Yeah. Oh yeah. I thought
you might ask that.
Your father. (Sighs)
Let's just say he had a bit of a secret.
What do you mean?
He was a little bit
loose with his ethics.
Gave away Oxy like it was fucking candy.
And then one day, (sniffing)
Halloween came calling at my door
when Alex was in a car accident.
And she was treated by none other than
you guessed it,
Dr. Nelson.
I don't know anything about that.
I mean, I knew things
were getting bad for him,
but I-
For him!
Things were going bad for him.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Allison was addicted to Oxycodone
and your fucking father was her dealer.
(police siren wailing)
- 2845 possible code.
- Come on, come on. Come on.
(Addie crying)
Oh.
Uh, (chuckles)
Help is on the way.
Smart guy.
I'm actually surprised
that it took him this long.
You killed my father,
didn't you? You killed him.
You try to run and
it'll gut you like a fish.
(ominous music)
Yeah.
That was the plan. And it
was a perfect fucking plan.
But the ocean and her wisdom
robbed me of that opportunity.
So he did die at sea?
I have no fucking idea!
But I sure as hell didn't get to kill him.
See the pl, the plan was, is
to have him watch me kill you
so he could see every last detail.
Like I had to watch every
last detail of Allison
withering away under fucking addiction.
And I don't know what's worse.
Watching the slow death
of someone you love
or,
no, we can't, we can't put
that to the test now can we?
(ominous music)
But I am gonna kill you, Addie.
(Addie crying)
(police siren wailing)
Do you know who it is?
(dramatic music)
Look at the picture Addie.
Look at it.
I want this to be the
last thing that you see
before I kill you.
Look at her fucking picture.
(Addie screaming)
(hammer thudding)
(Reese groaning)
(Addie groaning)
(Foot thudding)
(police siren wailing)
- Citizen reports
officer needs help
3742 West Martin Luther King Boulevard.
(Reese groaning)
You fucking bitch.
All those nights I had to wait
And wonder.
Is tonight the night?
Waiting for my phone
to ring with the news,
watching Allison disappear
right in front of my eyes
and I couldn't do a damn thing about it.
I'm sorry for your loss.
I'm sorry you feel like
my father was responsible?
He is responsible.
There is no fucking doubt about it.
He was a drug pusher.
Plain and simple, like
any other drug pusher
that I deal with on a dairy basis.
Ugh. (Sobbing)
We waited.
For so fucking long we waited
for the big one to come
and it never came.
What a waste of my fucking time.
Please, please, you don't
have to do this. (Sobbing)
Oh, but I do, I do.
But lucky for you, uh,
I have one loose end left to tie up.
(ominous music)
So now you're gonna know
what it's like to wait
and wonder, hmm,
when the hammer's gonna drop.
Hmm?
(Addie crying)
(ominous dramatic music)
(door latch clacking)
(door slamming shut)
Addie?
This is Detective Lucas.
Reese,
we need to talk.
(ominous dramatic music continues)
(ominous dramatic music continues)
(cupboard rattling)
(ominous dramatic music continues)
(ominous dramatic music continues)
(ominous dramatic music continues)
Addie,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey. It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay. It's okay.
I got you. I got you.
Hey, (shushing) it's me. It's me.
I'm gonna get you outta here. Okay.
I'm gonna get you here.
It's okay.
- Reece.
- What? What?
- Reece. (Crying)
What did you?
(ominous music)
(plank thudding)
(Lucas groaning)
(Addie crying)
(Lucas groaning)
Yeah,
Look at that.
Yeah. (Laughing)
It's my loose end. (Panting)
(ominous music)
(gun clicking)
Reese, please. Stop.
Stop. Reese, this will never
bring Allison back. (Crying)
You keep her name off your lips.
Please, Reese, this
will never fill that void.
You'll never have any peace.
(Reese laughing)
What a cliche. You're don't know, Mm-hmm.
You're right. No, you're right.
It'll never bring me peace.
Which is why none of us,
are gonna walk outta here alive tonight.
Not even-
(golf club thudding)
(Reese groaning)
(ominous eerie music)
You ride or die. Right?
(Cindy thudding)
- Cindy.
Cindy, no (crying).
(ominous music)
(Lucas groaning)
(Addie crying)
(Lucas groaning)
[Lucas] I'ma get you outta here.
Come on.
I got you.
I got you. I'm gonna get you out, okay.
Okay.
It's over.
It's over.
(gun shots ringing)
(Lucas groaning)
(Addie crying)
(Reese groaning)
Damn it. (Grunts)
Oh my god.
I'm sorry about the mess.
It played so much more
smoothly in my head.
You coward. You couldn't
handle Allison's death.
So you made everybody else pay.
Yes, exactly.
Ah-ha.
(gun clicking)
(Reese groaning)
(Addie screaming)
(Addie gasping)
Besides, he thought,
everything kills
everything.
- Yes.
In some way.
(Addie groaning)
(picture frame thudding)
(Reese groaning)
(dramatic ominous music)
That is not what Ernest Hemingway meant.
(eerie music)
(Addie grunting)
(Reese chocking)
(dramatic music)
Shit.
Man in a blue suit.
(Addie panting)
(Addie crying)
(dramatic rock music)
(dramatic rock music continues)
(dramatic rock music continues)
(dramatic rock music continues)
(dramatic rock music continues)