The 'Burbs (2026) s01e04 Episode Script

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- Megan filed for divorce.
- I'm actually down
to play whoever wins.
Hinkley hills is Caucasian.
That's the burbs, babes.
The evil overlord Agnes.
Bill, you missed a spot.
Marty and I moved here 15 years ago.
Goodnight, my love.
Unfortunately, he passed.
When you have neighbors,
you're never alone,
- even when you wanna be.
- What happened?
There was a little quibble.
Things got a little heated.
You're an asshole.
Don't you think we should
know what he's up to?
Hello?
Look, we need to get out of here.
It's the grave of Alison Grant.
Do you mean that Gary
might have killed that girl?
I think I hit something. Shit.
Thanks for stopping by, neighbors.
This was so reckless.
I know something's wrong.
"Rob shows a proclivity
towards violence."
Enough!
- What's in there?
- Nothing.
Let's just say it's not Gary
that we need to be worried about.
It's Rob.
Why the fuck do you
still have her phone?
- You gotta get rid of it.
- It was 20 years ago.
Her body isn't down there.
So just drop it!
Where'd you go?
Just grabbing some water.
I got exactly what you need.
Look, see?
All good. Almost home.
Hi. Yoo-hoo. Samira.
Hi. Sorry, I'm totally blanking.
Lauren Daniels.
We met outside the shops
in the Plaza the other day.
- Yes, yes. Sorry.
- I don't know where my head went.
Baby brain. I totally get it.
You remember my daughter, ains.
- Hi.
- Hi. Good to see you, guys.
- Babe.
- It gets easier. I promise.
That's what they keep telling me.
It's true. And you're already so brave
bringing him out into public.
I refused to take Ainsley anywhere
until she had her second
round of shots, like, nowhere.
We were completely housebound.
Really? Is that normal?
No, it was insane.
Also known as the new normal.
Ains and I are almost
done with our little walk.
Thank god.
But I'll see you at the
block party on Sunday, right?
- What block party?
- Are you kidding?
The block party.
Here, okay. I have the thing.
How did I not see this?
Baby brain. It's real.
My mother planned a beautiful party.
All you have to do is
walk outside your house.
Right. Agnes is your mother.
- I knew that.
- Yes,
and I appreciate your sympathetic tone.
The hoa throws it every year.
It's, it's a celebration of the community.
The whole village comes.
The village of Hinkley hills.
I really hope you can make it, Samira.
There'll be so many nice
people for you to meet,
other moms, and my mother
has, really outdone herself this year.
Okay. We'll see you soon.
Come on, hon. Did
you put some lotion on?
No.
Come on, you can do
it. You can do it, baby.
What do you think, miles?
- Come on.
- Ready to party?
Agnes, are you here to apologize
for falsely accusing me of
absconding with your dog?
Ha. No. Have you
cleaned out the fridge?
- What?
- Your walk-in.
The meat delivery for the block party
arrives tomorrow and
it needs to be stored.
Bill will bring the truck by.
And also how many
pies are you making?
- How many pies?
- Marty's apple pie.
He always did a baker's dozen.
But under the circumstances,
how many can I put you down for?
Look, Agnes, the walk-in fridge, the pies,
the whole stupid block party,
that was Marty's thing, not mine.
And now he's gone. So you and bill
will just have to find someplace else
to store your sausage.
- Lynn
- I know you've had a very difficult time
but this is my last year as hoa president.
Are you dying?
Gracefully retiring,
making way for a new
generation of leadership.
Well, until then, stay
the fuck out of my fridge!
You're gonna regret this!
The nerve of that woman.
Marty's barely cold
and she's demanding his fridge space.
Honey, it's been six months.
- Marty's plenty cold.
- And she wants his pie.
I love pie.
I know his pie is famous
but I am not just an
extension of my dead husband.
I am a human being with
my own thoughts and feelings,
and my feeling right now
is that Agnes festerson
can fester right off.
Well, I'm sorry, Lynn.
Guys, this block party
seems like it's gonna
be a pretty big deal?
I wonder if Betsy and
Gary are gonna show up.
Betsy does not exist.
What are you talking about? We met her.
She has no digital
footprints, no social media,
no real person involved.
Come on. Betsy Wilsons,
there's gotta be
thousands of them out there.
Hundreds of thousands
of Elizabeth Wilsons.
Any number of them
may choose to go by Betsy
but none are she.
And you've gone through all of them?
I've already said too much.
The party really is a blast.
I think you and Rob will have a nice time.
Rob and I aren't exactly at
our most loving right now.
- What do you mean?
- Nothing. Couple's fight,
especially when you add
a baby to the equation.
I'm sure it all will just blow over, right?
What? What's that look?
Samira, when you and Rob argue,
you feel safe, don't you?
I mean, does he ever, threaten you
or become physically aggressive?
- No. Why would you say that?
- I wasn't going to say anything.
Famous last words.
When I was watching
miles the other night,
I happened across a file in bev's office.
So you were snooping?
Not through any of your things,
but two hours unsupervised
in my snootiest neighbor's house,
I'm only human, honey.
Go on.
There was a psychiatric evaluation.
What did it say?
Uncontrollable outbursts,
a lack of self-control.
Sounds like he was a
pretty angry little guy.
An angry teenage boy. Really?
Did you also find a tape recording
of him having a tantrum as a toddler?
Well, we didn't wanna say either
but there is a door in the victorian
and Rob's name is on it.
Don't touch my phone.
Okay, guys. Robert?
You know how many
Roberts there are in the world?
4,738,489
in the United States,
none of whom grew up across the street
from the girl whose
name is also in the closet.
Alison.
What are you all trying to say?
It's him.
"When will you be home?"
Sounds pretty controlling.
The baby needs to eat, okay? It's fine.
Fine is the other f word Julia likes to say.
- Everything is fine.
- Okay.
See you guys later.
Lay off the wine.
Rob?
Samira?
What are you doin'?
- Making dinner.
- In the dark?
I was trying to surprise you.
I just got him down.
Rob, I'm sorry but you scared me.
- You came out of nowhere.
- Shh. Keep your voice down.
Holding a knife with
blood on your hands.
Blood? It pomegranate juice.
I was in the middle of plating
that lovely pomegranate salad
that you like with the goat's cheese.
I haven't had a lot of
luck going out recently,
so I thought I'd do you a
romantic dinner here instead,
seeing as you always
come back from Lynn's
all tipsy and happy and
relatively normal seeming.
Normal seeming? You're the
one that's not acting normal.
I saw you the other
night going into the woods.
Yeah. You said you
were gonna get water?
I saw you leaving. You lied to me.
You've been lying the whole time.
- About what?
- Your name.
Tod saw it on a door in the victorian.
God, when was that?
When you were over there
vandalizing the basement?
- Please.
- You knew that girl, Rob.
You knew her and you need to admit it.
I never said that I didn't.
And you went to a
psychiatrist in high school?
Yeah. That's hardly a secret.
For anger issues? I'm your wife.
Why wouldn't you tell
me something like that?
We've only been together a
year and a half. It never came up.
It should come up. That's come-up stuff.
Fine. What do you wanna know?
I wanna know everything,
the truth, the whole truth.
Okay.
The whole truth, counselor,
is that maybe my
name is written on a door
in the house across the
street. I've no memory of it
but it's definitely possible
because we were friends.
And I did see a
psychiatrist a couple of times
when I was in high
school because said friend
suddenly disappeared.
And my mother, you know, moved the
was completely contrary
to her entire British being,
thought that maybe it
was a good idea for me
to talk to someone about
my feelings after that.
Did it help?
Yeah. A lot.
So much so that when we met,
and fell in love, and
suddenly got pregnant,
and married 20 years later,
it wasn't really at the
forefront of my mind.
Look, I love all of this but
it has been a lot, Samira.
So the truth is the other night,
I did sneak out into the
woods for 20 minutes
to smoke a joint.
Miles was asleep, everything was fine.
But I didn't tell you 'cause I felt guilty.
I felt guilty that I can go for a smoke
and you can't because
there's insufficient studies
into the effect of thc on breast milk.
Because nobody thinks
about the mother's comfort.
I do though.
I think about your
comfort every single hour
of every single day.
He's out.
He's perfect.
He is.
I'm sorry.
I know.
Maybe I just need to
get out more, see people.
There is that event this weekend.
The hoa block party.
Yeah, we got a flyer for it in the mailbox.
- I'm in.
- You are?
It's a party. Parties are fun.
Well, it used to be fun.
Used to be fun?
Babe, we are fun. We're so much fun.
Let's be fun.
- It's such a pretty day out.
- So beautiful.
Look, balloons.
There's actually a lot of stuff here.
Yeah. No expense spared.
Good morning. There's the
You, think Gary's gonna show?
What if we don't worry about him?
What if we just try to have fun?
- Fun, remember?
- Yes, fun.
Hi, Samira and Rob.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
That little girl's gonna
make some money.
- That's awesome.
- A trash bin for you,
a trash bin for you.
Hey, don't forget to take out the trash.
- Robert.
- Look, daddy!
- Hey, Walters.
- Hi.
For the little one.
He's probably a little bit young for
- Don't worry.
- He'll grow into it.
You made it!
- We did.
- Okay.
- This is Lauryn.
- With a y,
dying to meet you, gagging over you.
And Kate.
Hi. I'm Kate.
I already said that. Kate's
new here to Hinkley hills.
She moved here a couple
years ago after her husband died.
- In a car accident.
- I'm sorry.
No, no, we were separated,
so please don't let that
hijack this conversation.
This is about you, you and only you.
Hello, Rob.
I, better go check on naveen.
She's in good hands.
Okay. What do you need?
Pediatrician, pedicure, podiatrist?
Want me to hold the baby
to give your back a break?
I'm not sure.
Not writing him off yet. We get it.
- We totally do.
- Totally.
- Ooh, isn't this so exciting?
- Yeah, we're here.
- Hey, buddy.
- Yo, yo, yo.
Rob Fisher is in the house.
The dj voice has started already.
Hey, Robert. Are you also here
to rock out with your cock out?
He best be, because
naveen the machine
is about to light this shit up.
- Naveen the machine?
- Yes, my dj name, man.
Well, I'm glad you're having fun.
Yeah. Are you kidding me, dude?
I'm about to shoot my shot right now.
- Your shot? Yes.
- Hottie from drinkley's.
Remember I bought her a drink?
You know she's a widow?
Yeah, she told me all
about it the other night.
And we totally trauma bonded.
She's vulnerable, I'm vulnerable,
she's lonely, I'm lonely
but we both still believe in love.
She's looking for solace
in the arms of a sensitive young stud
who can bring her to life again
through the erotic power of music.
Don't do that hand gesture, please.
- I would
- Shit.
It is on. Follow my lead.
Hinkley hills, are you ready
to get this party started?
- Affirmative.
- Hit the track!
Wow.
Go away, hag.
It's me.
A different hag.
I came to pick you up for the party.
- I'm not going.
- It's not optional.
Do you wanna pay another $600
for improper trash
disposal from the hoa? No.
Agnes festerson is not the law.
I'll appeal. I'll go to the governor.
I'll storm the capitol.
The state capitol.
I don't think this is
about Agnes festerson.
I think this is about Marty.
What's that supposed to mean?
This is the first block party since Marty
crossed the rainbow bridge.
He wasn't a dog, Dana.
He was a personal risk actuary.
And a damn good one.
He did love it.
He loved looking around the people
of this community and
mentally calculating
how and when each one of
them was most likely to die.
God, if only he could
have done that for himself.
Dammit.
You know at one point
he did give me the recipe for that pie.
- I was just thinking about
- Goodbye, Dana!
But
Okay.
It's not that he doesn't sleep, it's that,
you know, he mostly
sleeps when he's moving
which means I have to
keep moving so I don't sleep,
unless I figure out how
to sleep while driving,
which I've done before
but not on purpose.
Don't you still have your rock 'n play?
Yes, the rock 'n play.
Depending on your tolerance for risk.
- What do you mean?
- They got recalled
a couple years ago
after a bunch of babies
Well, the position holds them
and compresses the trachea.
The likelihood of death is still very low.
Marty calculated it for my
- Marty.
- God, I miss that pie.
- Hey.
- Hey, babes.
There's my girl and my little guy.
What you've been up to?
Wingman-ing naveen.
- Ooh.
- Wingman-ing.
Is that even a verb? It is now.
Anyway, mission accomplished.
- Look at that.
- Yeah.
So I return a conquering hero,
and so happy I'm no longer single.
Strictly-married-father fun for me now.
Speaking of strictly-married-father fun,
Rob, we could really use
an extra pair of hands over by the grills.
Do you mind jumping
in and taking a shift?
It would be so helpful.
I should probably stay with my wife.
- Come on.
- You're one of the dads now.
- Grill duty, grill daddy.
- It's okay, babe. Go on.
- Yeah?
- Everyone's gotta pitch in.
Okay. Yeah. Well, y'all
chill, I'm gonna go grill.
- Don't burn anything.
- No.
How has he been with everything?
With the baby? Great. I mean,
he does feedings, changes diapers.
He's honestly a natural,
maybe more than me.
- Well, that's wonderful.
- Yeah,
it's so good to see
that he's doing so well.
What do you mean?
It's just nice to see how
he got his life together.
High school was kind of
a challenging time for Rob.
Well, sure, with everything
going on across the street.
You're talking about Alison Grant?
Yeah. It was his childhood friend.
I'm sure it affected him.
It affects me and I've
never even met her.
I heard a rumor that
her parents killed her
and buried her in the basement
and I was convinced, convinced,
that the guy that moved
in was digging up her body
for forensic purposes,
because that made more sense than him
renovating his 120-year-old house
that he just bought. Baby brain. Okay.
Who told you that was the rumor?
Naveen.
Hello, girls. You having a nice time?
Lauren Louise, I really
need you at the helium tank.
- Okay, mom.
- I'll help.
Yeah, we'll catch back up
with you in a minute, okay?
- Hey.
- Hey, tod.
Dude, who knew? You are the man.
Well, I am a man, both
in, surname and species.
Here, I thought you
could use another sangria.
- Thanks.
- Hey.
- Hey, you.
- Can I make a request?
As long as it's on my party playlist.
It's nothing specific.
I was just wondering if you could maybe
slow things down, you know?
Yeah, yeah. I got you.
Does the dj get to dance?
My usual moves are
a little more up tempo
but, I guess I could try
to be a little more interpretative.
No.
What, Dr. James, the dentist?
What's wrong? You missed a checkup?
My wife sure didn't.
Me again.
Dana, Jesus.
What the hell are you doing?
I picked your lock. NSA training.
And frankly since you slammed
the door right in my face,
you're lucky that I didn't come
back with a grenade launcher.
You don't have a grenade launcher.
Second amendment, baby.
You can't just burst in like this.
What if I were nude?
It's nothing I haven't seen before.
Excuse me.
Dana, this is a terrible
violation of my boundaries.
Haven't you ever heard the expression,
"good fences make good neighbors?"
I'm not your neighbor. I'm your friend.
I'm your ally.
And sometimes allies
need to invade other allies
when the citizens are in need
of humanitarian assistance.
In this case, pie.
You need to make it, they need to eat it.
Move. I got everything.
I got unsalted butter, and organic honey,
crisp apples, and the key ingredient lard.
Looks like you brought your
grenade launcher after all.
Well, to be honest, Lynn,
I didn't know what we
were dealing with here
because I haven't been
inside here for months.
I've been finding it challenging
to let people into my private space lately.
Yeah, no shit.
We were starting to think
you were maybe a hoarder now
like with fingernail
clippings and jars of urine,
so I have to say I'm
very pleasantly surprised.
Shit. I forgot the eggs.
- Eggs?
- Yeah, you know, at the end
when you brush the yolk on the crust?
Well, I'll just grab a
couple from the fridge.
No. They're not in there.
I, I keep them in the
cupboard like they do in France.
Okay.
Hey, if it's something.
- Megan.
- Hi, naveen.
Naveen. Good to see you, man.
Can we talk?
If I may, you're due for
a deep cleaning, naveen.
Whatever our personal situation may be,
it's no reason to compromise
your periodontal health.
He always comes to
schmooze with clients,
hands out those little flossers to the kids.
Is that why he had his
hands all over your ass?
- You suddenly got teeth in there?
- Let's not do this.
You're the one who
came here to see me spin
in my element at my vibrational apex,
just to make sure I saw
you with your new man.
If I didn't know any better, Megan,
I think you were trying
to make me jealous.
But I'm with Kate now.
A hot widow in case you didn't know.
So mission very much not accomplished.
- Are you drunk?
- Are you drunk?
- Look, I was hoping to see you.
- I knew it.
Because I wanted to tell you
to stop ignoring my lawyer.
Lawyer?
Pretending something isn't happening
isn't gonna stop it from happening.
I didn't need it to happen like this.
She seems nice.
Don't screw it up.
Hey, dj machine.
We, kinda got a lull in the beats here.
Also, you were looking a little dry,
so brought you some sangria.
Are you trying to get me drunk, man?
Good. You take over.
You're the machine now.
Kinda just wanted to dance.
Thank you. Wow.
- Rory, leaving so soon?
- Hi, Samira. Yeah.
I was told I'm not allowed
to sell cookies here today.
Wait, who said that?
Mrs. Festerson.
Rory, miles needs to, take his nap soon.
You mind putting him in
his bouncy chair for me?
I'll be right there.
Naveen the peen.
Did you guys wanna lady
and the tramp this? Just
I've had an hour of that.
Can you believe Megan showed up here,
draped all over her new man,
talking all this shit about a lawyer?
Bitch, you can talk to my lawyer.
- Do you even have a lawyer?
- I'm my own lawyer.
- I'm a professional.
- You're a systems analyst.
And he's a dentist. He'll
probably give her braces.
He probably likes how that feels,
those little wire boxes
running up and down his
God. Naveen, come on.
Samira. What can I do for you?
Did you tell Rory she's not allowed
to sell cookies here?
Well, it was really more of a suggestion.
I thought you've moved on?
I've moved on, bro, with Kate the widow.
Speaking of, you gotta go
smooth things over with her.
What? Why?
Yeah, I may have freaked her out
with the whole wife showing up thing.
So just go talk to her. Yes.
Tell her how totally over it I am,
how Megan begged me to
come back but I'm all hers.
She'll believe you.
Chicks trust married dudes. I remember.
- No, naveen, okay?
- I'm kind of busy, all right?
- I got it.
- What's the problem?
Dear, this is an hoa event.
A time for neighbors to come together
and share a gesture of
generosity and fellowship.
No, I don't need you to get it.
Leave me alone, all right?
Get off. Stop it.
Not a commercial opportunity
for any non-hiltonian
who feels like showing up.
Non-hiltonian? Okay.
So is this a hard-and-fast
rule? A zoning ordinance?
No need to put me on
the stand, counselor.
- Naveen, stop.
- Just little ol' me.
- Stop it.
- Trying to keep everything nice and safe.
Speaking of which, excuse me.
Naveen, you burnt my fucking hand.
- All right. Get off.
- What the hell?
- Stop it, fucking idiot.
- Stop it!
Those boys are always
getting themselves into trouble.
I must have watched Marty make this
a million times but I never did it myself.
Pretty damn good for a first timer.
Smell that.
You know, pie is what
brought Marty and me together.
Really?
I had been dating an oncology resident
who ran off with one of his patients.
She only had seven months to live,
so they decided to spend it together.
I was awfully mopey, so
a friend of mine invited me
to a pot luck to try to cheer me up.
And I was at that stage
of heartbreak where,
you just can't eat anything,
like anything, you know?
- I don't know.
- But there was this pie
and I thought, "I guess I could eat that."
So I ate a piece and
then I ate another piece
and it tasted so good,
the more I ate, the hungrier I got.
And I felt as though I could taste again
and smell and want and
'Cause you remembered you were alive.
Exactly. So I said to my friend,
"I have to meet the
person who made this pie."
And it was Marty.
It was my person.
I think it's just so special
when you meet somebody
when they're doing something
they're good at, you know?
You see them the first
time and they're just shining.
I met Julia when she
was in basic training
and I was like a supervising officer.
And I looked over and I
saw her with the flamethrower
and she just lit up.
I mean, not from the
flames but she just
she was just so fearless
and so strong and she just glowed.
And I was a goner.
You must miss her.
You know, separations
are typical with what we do.
We sign up for it but
I just really expected
that I'd be the one deployed
and now she's off doing
something important
and I'm at home, just always at home.
Now I bake the pie.
Apparently, it's a very important pie.
We should have some.
You're right.
I will make the coffee.
Mr. Dj machine, looks
like you're experiencing
some strong feelings right now.
You can say that again, tod mann.
Come on, buddy. Let's call it a night.
You're a good dancer, you know that?
Yeah, I do. Let's go.
Wish he would get out of this place.
Maybe he likes it here.
People like what they're used to,
assuming it's good for them.
There's too many memories here,
there's too much baggage
he can't get out from under.
Megan, what kind of stuff did,
Rob and naveen get into
when they were younger?
I grew up a couple towns
over, different high school.
Yeah, but you know.
Like was it regular kid
stuff or something else?
Is this about Alison?
What do you know?
What has Rob told you?
That it was really hard for
him when she went missing
and they used to hang out a lot.
Naveen always said
they were inseparable
since sixth grade, the
three of them, best friends.
I'm trying to imagine Rob
and naveen as teenagers.
I'm sure they were little shits.
Naveen said they used to get drunk
in the woods behind your house.
They have this secret underground place
they'd go to, like actually underground.
Naveen called it the pit.
The pit?
And then, Alison was gone.
Were they suspects?
People had their suspicions
but time passes and people forget.
But the boys didn't forget?
Naveen didn't.
Rob, I don't know.
Sometimes he buries stuff so deep,
he can't find it again.
Hey, Samira.
Miles is almost at three consecutive
minutes of tummy time.
That's incredible for
his developmental stage.
That's so great.
I have a bottle in the fridge for him.
You can warm it up in a
little bit. I'll be right back.
Hi.
Violence?
He was mad mad.
Thank you all for coming today
to celebrate our beautiful
community of Hinkley hills.
Every one of you has a role to play
and I commend you all for
your excellent performance.
Please, give yourself
a round of applause.
Our hoa block party is a
cherished annual tradition,
a time for what I call the three fs.
Friendship, fellowship,
and most importantly, fun.
This year, however, a taste of the bitter
has mingled with the sweet.
After 25 years of devoted
and tireless service
Hey, guys.
Marty's famous pie.
Come and get your piece.
- Woo.
- My god.
I will be stepping down
as your hoa president to make way
for a new generation of leadership.
I'm proud to say that after 25 years,
our community is stronger, cleaner,
and more secure than ever.
And I am doubly proud to be passing
the presidential gavel
to my own daughter
Lauren festerson
Daniels who will continue
- She's so mad.
- To ensure
that our beloved Hinkley hills remains,
as it ever was, the
safest town in america.
Marty's famous pie.
I wonder how many she made.
Don't you dare touch that woman's pie.
Smile.
Samira?
One new message.
Alison, this isn't cool.
You're going to regret this.
You're fucked.
I guess I've always just been afraid.
- Of what?
- Of everything.
Heights, cancer, my wife leaving me.
Sometimes my wife not leaving me.
God, I'm so fucking pathetic.
Why do I suck so much?
Listen, naveen, I'm more of a data guy
than an emotional guy
but for my understanding,
which granted mostly comes from books,
a lot of people are
afraid some of the time,
or even a lot of the time.
It's just part of the human condition.
- Yeah, but this is different.
- I have a core wound.
Which is what?
It's this thing that I learned
in beginner screenwriting class
I took a couple years ago
at Hinkley valley community college.
Right. What is your core wound?
I'm not allowed to tell you.
I can't stop thinking about her.
I keep replaying that night
in my head over and over again,
wondering what I could
have done differently,
wondering how it all went so wrong.
I wish I could tell her I'm sorry.
Megan or Kate?
No.
Alison.
Okay, buddy. Let's get you home, okay?
- Okay.
- Careful. Okay.
Please make sure he's okay.
Well, I was gonna leave him down
by the railroad tracks
but now that you asked.
Eat shit, Megan!
I have him.
He's loose and ready to talk.
Copy. I'll see you in five.
Goodnight, Marty.
Hey, girl.
- Where you at?
- The woods.
At night? I don't know, baby.
You're just kinda giving
follow the north star to freedom.
Listen, hear me out.
Lay it on me, Harriet.
Okay, this might sound
crazy but 20 years ago,
a teenage girl was murdered out here.
And I thought it was our
new neighbor who did it.
The crazy white dude with a bike?
No, the other one. But now
I think it was Rob.
- Rob?
- Rob.
I've met Rob and I doubt
that he would wield so much as a shovel.
There are a lot of red flags.
Such as?
He knew the girl and he lied about it.
I mean, he might have dated her.
He left her a voice message
saying that she'd regret
whatever she did to him.
He had anger problems.
- He saw a psychiatrist.
- Samira.
- There's somebody out here.
- Hey, Samira. Samira!
Not again.
What in the hellhole?
Samira.
What are you doing here?