YOU (2018) s05e07 Episode Script

1
[Joe] Previously on You
Be Reagan temporarily, Maddie
gets to be with Harrison forever.
One of you lives.
One of you dies.
Maddie? Okay, where is Reagan?
She's dead. Because
I killed her.
I asked Joe to kill Bob,
so I can't give him up because
he could bring me down with him.
He killed a
politician in London,
and I stood by while he framed a
girl who is now sitting in prison.
I think I can get Joe
to fall in love with me.
Give him someone
to save me from.
Tell me you love me.
- [Joe grunts]
- [Bronte shrieks]
Fuck!
- We fucking got him, Louise.
- [Joe] Got me?
Did you catfish me?
What Joe did wasn't murder.
It was self-defense.
[softly] I haven't always
been the best person.
But I promise to be a man
worthy of raising you.
[camera flashes]
[Kate] When you signed the
agreement with the lawyer
You've already agreed that
you're not fit to care for Henry.
You'll never take
my son from me!
And as for you
We're not done with
each other yet.
Hi, Bronte.
[tense music playing]
- [horn blaring]
- [indistinct chatter]
[Joe] There's nothing quite so
painful as being misunderstood.
- [distant siren wailing]
- No wonder journalism is dying.
Where's the context?
My side of the story?
What if Henry sees this?
I thought you
understood me, Bronte.
But apparently I was wrong.
[cell phone camera clicks]
[Joe] This is who you
wanted people to see.
Even if I wanted to hunt you down
right now, and let's be honest, I do,
I can't, because you've made me
the most visible man in New York.
[door slams]
You destroyed my
life, my family.
- Worst of all, you cost me my son.
- [line rings]
[on phone] This is Kate
Lockwood. Leave a message.
- [line beeps]
- Kate [exhales] Please, please pick up.
- At least let me talk to Henry.
- [line beeps]
[loudly] You cannot do this!
You cannot keep me from my son!
- [line beeps]
- [casually] Hey, Teddy.
Listen to me. This is
what you've reduced me to.
You better hope I
get my son back.
If I don't, you're going to pay.
[suspenseful music playing]
- [music fades]
- [horns honking]
I wish you called me before
signing a custody agreement.
I was tricked. I thought
they were release papers.
Can't we nullify based on that?
Uh, we could if the judge
found your claim credible.
You don't think I'm credible.
I think our best strategy
is to wait for the heat
on you to die down,
then make our appeal.
You don't want to be in front of
a judge while you're a headline.
I'm hearing the Angevine
family is lawyering up.
Who's Angevine?
The victim, Clayton.
[foreboding music playing]
Apparently, he changed
his name some years back.
Wait, is he Is he related
He's Dr. Nicky
Angevine's son, yeah.
[Joe] What the hell, Bronte?
Everything you did was
to exonerate Dr. Nicky?
- [lighter clicks]
- The therapist
who smoked weed during sessions
and fucked one of his clients.
Look, Clayton's family or these clowns
on TikTok, they don't have a case.
You were protecting a woman, stepped
in, then it was self-defense.
And their own credibility is,
as they'd say, "highly sus."
Your most powerful weapons are
your image and your reputation.
Be good, be cool,
and, uh, eventually, you'll
be reunited with your son.
How long is "eventually"?
[exhales] A few months.
I know, but you
have to be patient.
Thank you.
I can't be patient.
Every day without Henry is hell.
A few months of Kate dripping poison
in his ear, turning him against me.
I left my son once before.
He needs to know I'm not
abandoning him. I have to see him.
- [birds chirping]
- [music fades]
[woman] As your crisis manager,
I recommend you put
out a public statement.
What will a public statement do?
I mean, it's not going to
assuage fears or stop gossip.
We need to come out
swinging against Joe.
Say, in no uncertain terms, that
you were blindsided by the affair.
With his employee, no less.
That he undermined you and your
family. That you're divorcing him.
I can't turn on him. Not yet.
[sighs] We're entangled in
ways that I can't share.
I mean, he's in
way over his head.
Can't we just let him
dig his own grave?
Okay, I'll tell the board
where you stand. [inhales]
About Maddie, is she
with us or with Joe?
Is he here?
I will make sure all my
siblings are on board.
Thank you, Sloan.
[low suspenseful music playing]
[inhales]
[sighs deeply]
Teddy, hi. How are you?
Skip the formalities, please.
Is it as bad as it looks?
Worse. If anyone asks you
about Joe, you know nothing.
[scoffs]
[inhales] Can't
you just speak out?
Put him in jail. You said there are other
crimes that don't directly involve you.
And how do you think Joe
would respond to that?
I'll end up in jail or dead.
I've secured an apartment
in the West Village
that Joe doesn't know about.
- If you and Albie
- [sighs]
could take Henry
there, not for long.
It's just until the storm
passes. Please, Teddy.
[suspenseful music continues]
Fine. For Henry.
[sighing] Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
Clayton's dead and no one's asking
why that fucker isn't in jail.
Yeah, we know why.
He's a wealthy, white dude
[muffled] with privilege, power,
and money. I mean, it's textbook.
We have to keep
[continues indistinctly]
- [suspenseful music playing]
- [typing]
- [Phoenix] Has he spoken out yet?
- [Dominique] I'll check.
There's nothing.
[Phoenix] Okay. So
we have to act now.
To control the story. We
can't do it without her.
Just ask.
[Dominique, loudly]
Louise, we need you!
Coming.
[suspenseful music continues]
[music fades]
[Dominique exhales] Hey.
I know you're grieving.
We are too.
But we need your pretty face.
And voice. And supreme
catfish queen vibes.
- [Dominique chuckles]
- To do what?
We're going to post our
takedown of Goldberg.
One piece at a time.
And you're the obvious choice
to be the face of the vids.
[tense music playing]
[hesitates] What's
the point? [scoffs]
Are you serious right now?
What, you're We're supposed to
throw away the last three years
because cops don't care about
murder when they see it?
We're not giving up. We just
gotta start the snowball.
And, you know, like it or not, you're the
the one in the [inhales] Clayton video.
[exhales] Well, why would
people trust Bronte?
And not the police or the
Lockwood crisis machine?
People need to hear the truth. They
need to hear it from Louise Flannery.
You don't have to hide
behind Bronte anymore.
Yeah, I can't, I'm
sorry. Not right now.
[tense music continues]
[woman] Welcome back.
Hey, honey. Be well.
Hey, Henry. Welcome back.
[indistinct chatter]
Uh, Mr. Goldberg. I wasn't
expecting to see you here.
Not in light of the custody
order we were made aware of.
I just need to talk
to Henry for a second.
Right. Problem is you're
not allowed to be here.
I'm sorry, but you really
do need to leave at once.
I'm sorry. I don't mean to
make this awkward for you.
Can you Can you maybe
give Henry this book for me?
We are reading it
and I just want him to have any sense
of stability and normalcy right now.
Please.
[intriguing music playing]
Of course.
Take care of yourself,
Mr. Goldberg.
[woman 2] We all good? Yeah?
[indistinct chatter]
[Joe] Books have
always been my savior.
[intriguing music continues]
Today is no exception.
I hate having to track my own son,
but I'll do anything to see Henry.
[music fades]
- Why are you packing?
- [Bronte exhales]
I just can't be here
right now. [sniffles]
What is wrong? Why are you acting
like we're the problem here?
I don't think that.
I just think what you're
about to do is wrong.
I'm not going to play a part in
ruining an innocent man's life.
[scoffs] Did you
just say "innocent"?
We had a theory, Dom,
and an insane plan,
and he he was forced to do
what any reasonable
person would have done.
Holy shit.
[pensive music playing]
You fucked us, didn't you?
What exactly did you
tell the police, Louise?
That Joe didn't do it?
We were there, Louise. You were
there. You watched him kill Clayton!
All Clayton cared about was
vindicating his dad. That's it.
He thought Joe would kill a
woman who wanted to leave him,
so that's what he
made it look like.
He didn't care at all what
could have happened to me.
You fucking saved Joe?
He saved me, Dom. From
Clayton. You were not there.
Clayton was so fucking vicious!
He was so angry at me for
daring to question him.
He fucking attacked me.
He tried to hurt me, and
that is what Joe saw.
That is why Joe went
after him to protect me.
I didn't think Clayton would
die. I didn't want him to die,
- but that's what happened.
- Stop.
[pensive music continues]
[sniffles]
Do you love him?
- What does that matter? [sniffles]
- [bag rustling]
[gasps] Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. That explains it.
Phoenix is right. You're gone!
- You're fucking deluded!
- Whatever.
You do realize that
Bronte is not real, right?
You made her up.
Has that been fucked
out of you or something?
You know what? Maybe you
should go back to Ohio.
Get your head on
straight. Be Louise again.
This is clearly
too much for you.
I'm not leaving New
York. I live here.
Bronte lives here.
I love you, Dom.
[chuckles softly]
[scoffs softly]
Don't forget to leave your key.
- [footsteps receding]
- [keys jingle]
[door opens, slams shut]
[music fades]
Hi, Maddie. Thanks for coming.
Are you still pretending to be
Reagan with Harrison and Gretchen?
Well, I have to. If I don't and
they start wondering where she is
You know, sometimes I do think
that they suspect something.
I see the way that
they look at me.
I think you need some time away.
There's an opening at a
facility. It's beautiful.
- Are you trying to send me to rehab?
- It's more of a spa.
[scoffs]
- You need some time
- Wow.
to process everything.
I sent my mother there to recover
after she had a breakdown.
I am not having a breakdown!
Okay.
[solemn music playing]
I should have
protected you from Joe.
I didn't.
And
I can't express how sorry I am.
[inhales shakily]
Please let me make it up to you.
I'm not trying to control you.
I'm offering you this
because I love you.
Because I think when you get
out the other side of this,
you should be able
to be yourself again.
[voice breaking] I
just want my life back
with Harrison and Gretchen
knowing that it's me. [chuckles]
It's Maddie. [inhales]
Joe promised me that.
Joe made you kill
your sister, Maddie.
- [inhales shakily]
- Joe doesn't want to help you.
I do.
What we'll do is tell Harrison and
Gretchen that you, meaning Reagan,
have gone away to a spa.
And from there, we will
find an exit strategy.
One that gets you
everything you want.
[sniffles, exhales]
Yeah?
[intriguing music playing]
[exhales deeply]
[inhales deeply]
[glass thudding]
- [cork pops]
- [glass clinks]
- [drink pouring]
- [sinister music plays]
[distant siren wailing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Joe] It appears Kate has Henry
stashed in some Lockwood safehouse.
Bryce has been with our security
detail for little over a year.
Despite the tough guy, commando
vibe, he's a softy at heart.
Lives in Astoria, makes
his own sourdough.
I sat in traffic
with him for weeks
listening to how his girlfriend, Janine,
dumped him for kissing another woman.
"Brycey. It's
Janine. New number."
- [whooshes]
- [notification chimes]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Joe] "Want you
so bad right now."
- [whooshes]
- [notification chimes]
[typing]
[intercom buzzes]
[suspenseful music continues]
- Oh, fuck.
- Don't worry, it's okay, it's okay.
I don't want any trouble, I just want
to talk to Henry. I know he's here.
Henry is asleep, and we're
not gonna be waking him.
[chuckling] I don't know what
Kate told you, but you know me.
You shouldn't be
here. You know that.
- Are you really gonna do that to me too?
- Come on.
You, of all people, the one who
was kept from his own father.
- [scoffs]
- All those years.
Didn't you ever wish that you
could hear from the man himself,
instead of being
told what to think?
I just want a
second with my son.
[tense music playing]
- Whoa.
- Get the fuck out, Joe.
- Don't do this, please.
- Leave!
Just put it down.
Teddy
it's me.
[breathing shakily] Exactly.
[Teddy straining]
[both grunting]
- [Henry] Daddy!
- Hey.
[music fades]
[chuckling] Hey. You know what?
This, this is This is okay.
Teddy and I were just
We're playing a little game.
[soft music playing]
Hey, how you doing, bub?
- [knife clatters]
- I came to see you.
- Are you doing okay?
- [whooshes]
When are we going home?
Uh, soon.
I haven't left you. I promise.
Dad, nobody at school
wants to talk to me.
Uh Henry, I'm sorry.
That's [inhales]
People are [sighs]
mean and stupid and wrong.
No matter what anybody
says about you or about me,
I need you to know
that I love you.
- Sometimes
- [door opens]
- It's okay, I'm just talking to my son.
- Let's go.
Hey, look. It's okay, Henry.
- It's time to go.
- It's okay.
- Don't do this.
- Dad!
Don't do this! Henry,
it's all right.
- Dad!
- It's okay. It's okay.
I'm gonna see you soon. I love
you. Daddy loves you. [echoes]
- [dramatic music plays]
- [muffled] I love you.
[music fades]
- [keys jingling]
- [door rattling]
Fuck.
- [exhales sharply]
- [tense music playing]
[Joe] The look on Henry's face. For
him to see me treated like that.
[breathing heavily]
[cell phone vibrates]
[tense music intensifies]
What the fuck is
this? I'm trending?
Now, what have you done, Bronte?
Hey, y'all. I'm Dominique.
This is Phoenix.
[Joe] Great. Your little Scooby
Squad, but where are you?
You've all seen the video of
our friend Clayton's murder,
and the response
has been insane.
And a lot of you are
asking for the full story.
TikTok banned our original
account for graphic content,
but y'all are smart,
we knew you'd find us.
So, yeah, Joe Goldberg
is still walking free.
[Phoenix] But we're not
gonna let this stand.
Clayton did not die for nothing.
[Dominique] We think
Clayton's just the latest
in a long line of
victims going back years.
Joe Goldberg is a serial killer.
Candace Stone.
- [Joe] This is not happening.
- Earliest victim we could find.
We think Joe disappeared her.
[Joe] What the fuck?
Benjamin Ashby III also
"went on vacation,"
also disappeared by Joe.
Next, Guinevere Beck herself.
[Joe] How could they know?
[Phoenix] If anyone knows
anything about Joe Goldberg,
we wanna know.
Stitch this, leave a comment,
or slide into our DMs.
Time to take this fucker
down ourselves. Pop off, fam.
[Joe] Did my death sentence really
just begin with the phrase, "pop off"?
[music fades]
[distant siren wailing]
- We've secured the exterior.
- It's a bit late for that.
And Bryce is fucking fired!
Not before I get a statement.
I need to know exactly
what Joe did, in writing.
Henry is in his room. No
one is to go in there, okay?
Yes, ma'am. Jay, cover the back.
- [Kate] Teddy.
- [Teddy] Don't.
- Teddy, I
- Don't, I don't wanna hear another word.
That is the last time I
stick my neck out for you.
God help that kid, I'm out.
I don't blame you, I know.
You know, I realized something
when your knife-wielding
husband tried to relate to me.
I spent so many years
watching the charmed life
that our father gave you all.
I was [inhales] so jealous,
so angry, so unwanted.
But
[pensive music playing]
I don't wanna be a part of
this family. I can see it now.
I'm the lucky one.
Our toxic, piece-of-shit father
tainted everyone's lives around him,
built an army of enablers.
That's why you can't
untangle yourself from Joe.
Because Tom rewarded
you for your complicity
and it became inseparable
from who you are.
[bag rustling]
You and I share blood,
but we are not the same.
- Teddy
- You stood by
while your husband
imprisoned one sister,
murdered the other,
nearly killed me
- And I will have him put away.
- How?
All I see is you managing a
crisis, protecting yourself,
while that son of a
bitch is walking free.
Stop making excuses.
[softly] And do something.
[tense music playing]
[Joe] Leave it to social
media to be my downfall.
- [woman] He's twisted. Dark. Murderous.
- [Joe] Shit. Not Dottie.
Joe Goldberg killed
both my babies.
- [Joe] This is a fucking nightmare.
- Love and Forty are dead because of him.
I haven't seen my
grandson Henry in years.
He made everyone think I was the crazy
one when, you know, he is the crazy one.
[grunts angrily]
[dramatic music playing]
He's the crazy one.
He's the crazy one.
Oh, pour yourself
another glass, Dottie.
Your darling, baby
girl was a psychopath.
And she was the one
that locked me in
Us. Locked us.
[Joe] These two?
Me and my beloved here
in a damn Lucite cage.
- To die.
- To die.
We wrote a whole-ass New York
Times bestseller about it.
Link in bio, people.
[Joe] I'll take the
support I can get.
That psycho absolutely killed my
best friend, Peach. He hated her.
[Joe] Oh, Peach was self-defense
and I don't even remember your name.
He was my professor at Darcy,
and I thought there was
something suspicious about him.
Besides his fake name, he was
always canceling class early.
To do what? Kill people?
[angrily] I was dissociating!
Joe was my neighbor
when I was a kid.
[Joe] Oh, Paco's still an angel.
My mom used to date this
guy that was really abusive.
[Joe] No, no, don't share
the incriminating part
And Joe literally saved us.
[Joe] Shut the fuck up, Paco.
Uh, we're guessing this kid
is talking about Ron Baker,
who's a probation
officer in New York City.
Who has been a missing person
since 2019. Just saying.
[Joe] And deserved to
fucking die. "Just saying."
I'm Ethan.
[Joe] Ethan, not you.
[Ethan] I used to work with Joe. I
always found him to be a good dude.
[Joe] Thank you,
Ethan. Tell them.
But I make it a practice
of believing the victims.
I can't prove that the basement
of Mooney's was haunted,
even though it 100% was, which
is why I never went down there.
Just like I can't definitively rule out
that Joe murdered a fuck ton of people.
[Joe, sarcastically] Thank
you, Ethan. That really helps.
Who the fuck is this?
Beck was my little sister.
[Joe] He doesn't know what
happened. No one understands.
The world's been such a dark
place since she left us.
If it really was
this [inhales]
Joe guy who did it
then I say to him
look at her.
[Joe] All the good I've done,
all the people I've saved,
and now I'll never not be known
as the guy who
might have killed
[intense music playing]
"a fuck ton of people."
[yells angrily]
[breathes deeply]
[music intensifies, fades]
[Joe] I am telling you
there is zero evidence to support
any of this shit, it's lunacy.
Right. Okay. Yeah, I
got it. Yeah, thanks.
Are you happy, Bronte?
Because according to my lawyer, it doesn't
matter if it's all wild speculation.
You have fucked my chances
of getting Henry back.
[loudly] Fuck!
[suspenseful music playing]
Or maybe I know a
way to fix this.
[cell phone vibrating]
[scoffs softly]
[cell phone vibrates]
[cell phone vibrates]
[inhales]
[sighs]
[dramatic sting plays]
[suspenseful music continues]
[inhales]
[cell phone locks, clatters]
[breathes deeply]
[huffs]
- [music fades]
- [clatters]
- [low suspenseful music playing]
- [distant siren wailing]
[Bronte gasps softly]
[dramatic music playing]
[exhales]
[sighs]
[sniffles]
[music fades]
[shop bell tinkling]
Thank you so much for coming.
[sighs]
You're vaguely a
PR person, right?
No, I specifically work in
PR. Yeah, what do you want?
I need image rehabilitation. Nobody
understands me, that I'm a good person.
You're a good person who just
threatened my brother with a knife?
You and Kate are talking?
Yeah, we are.
Because she can actually protect me
instead of just make empty promises.
You know she's sending me away
to process everything that
happened to me because of you.
You've seen the video I
have of you killing Reagan.
So we're in this together, like
it or not. Help me, though,
and I'll destroy that video.
[suspenseful music playing]
[inhales, sighs]
What makes you think she's
going to take pity on me?
Kim Kramer owes her career
to the Lockwood family.
She's barely a journalist,
more of a journ-fluencer.
Judge, jury and executioner
to the Gen Z-Millennial
Court of Public Opinion.
And when she goes
live, millions tune in.
Uh, but it seems like her
MO is taking down toxic men.
Well, that's the point.
The questions will be predetermined and
then you'll just follow the playbook.
[inhales] And you're a charming
white man with really great hair.
So the work is
mostly done for you.
Playbook?
How to Not Get Canceled: The
Toxic White Male Edition.
You admit to the mistakes that
you've made without naming them.
And then you apologize if
you've caused any pain.
"If" being the key word.
And then you just tease a little
unrelated childhood trauma. [sighs]
That sounds awful and
cynical and not me.
I'm not [sputters]
I don't know if I'm comfortable
talking about my childhood.
I said "tease trauma." Nothing
cloying, nothing maudlin.
And don't you dare cry,
because that's the least likable
thing a man can do on camera.
Just noble stoicism.
And that is your path
back to popularity.
You know I'm not doing
this for popularity, right?
Oh, yeah, no, I know
it's about Henry.
You always have a good reason.
[suspenseful music playing]
[horn blares]
[suspenseful music continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[indistinct chatter]
[music fades]
[woman] Okay, everyone
settle. Quiet please.
- [Joe clears throat]
- [woman] We're going live in three,
two, one.
Yeah. So, a lot of people out there
asked me to get this exclusive
and I delivered.
So, yeah, don't forget
to like and subscribe.
You know the drill. Now, let's get
into it with hashtag Joe Goldberg.
- What is he doing?
- [Kim] Philanthropist, bookstore owner,
and low-key suspect in a
thing you may have read about.
[Joe] Millions of people get their
opinions from this? I'm doomed.
Make no mistake, this
is serious business.
I'm here to talk to Joe about
the death of Clayton Angevine,
whose father, Dr. Nicky,
is currently in jail
for the murder of Joe's former
girlfriend Guinevere Beck.
Let's talk about Louise
Flannery, who you knew as Bronte.
Apart from the statement
she gave to police,
she hasn't said a thing since
Clayton Angevine's death.
Who is she to you?
[suspenseful music playing]
I believe I I
was led to believe
that she was an employee
here at my bookstore.
[Kim] A younger employee with
whom you began an affair?
Yes, that's true. Yeah,
it was inappropriate.
And my wife, Kate,
has only ever been
an exemplary partner and
and mother to my son.
"Your" son?
[Joe] Our Our son, of course.
Our son. I'm deeply sorry
- for my actions.
- [Kate scoffs]
[Joe] My infidelity
was a betrayal.
Not just of Kate, but the
family we built together.
[Kim] But you thought it was
worth it to betray your family?
Were you in love
with Louise Flannery?
[suspenseful music continues]
It's hard to call it love when one
person is lying the whole time.
Say more?
Well, as far as I can tell,
like from what all of her
[sputters] Uh, her friends
were saying online,
Bronte, or, um Louise,
was conspiring with a group of
true crime-obsessed vigilantes
trying to exonerate a convict.
Trying to goad me into being
someone they
they thought I was.
So none of it was real.
So you didn't love her?
[Joe sighs]
Louise Flannery is the biggest
regret of my entire life.
- [wistful music playing]
- [Bronte breathing shakily]
[Kim] That's a pretty
strong statement.
[typing]
[notification whooshes]
[typing]
[breathing shakily]
- [cell phone locks]
- [exhales shakily]
But if the Internet
is to be believed,
Louise isn't the only one
with something to hide.
I mean, you must be aware of
the larger allegations swirling.
[low suspenseful music playing]
[Joe] Cue for the childhood
trauma portion of the evening.
Bronte, if you're watching,
I will never forgive you
for forcing me into this.
I'd like to show you something.
It's the reason I think all
these rumors about me began.
Sure.
[door opening]
[music fades]
[door creaks]
[keys jingling]
[switch thuds]
Well [chuckles]
This is creepy.
- Yeah. Yeah, I get that a lot.
- [keys jingling]
And if you've read Sherry
and Cary Conrad's book,
you're probably picturing
the worst right now.
This place has been a
refuge for most of my life.
You see, it is for the storage
and protection of rare books.
It's climate controlled. Secure.
Some of these
are priceless.
You made this?
No, no, no. No, no.
No, this is Mr. Mooney's.
Ivan Mooney. He used
to own this place.
We had a, uh, complicated
relationship. Mm.
I didn't have a father
figure, so I looked to him.
And he loved me.
[pensive music playing]
He did.
But he wanted to teach
me how to behave.
Like a man. [inhales]
He could be, uh
[voice breaking] He was harsh.
- Sometimes
- [Joe] No, no, keep it together.
I
Just speak. Say anything.
Come on. For Henry.
[sobs] I'm sorry, he
Sometimes he would lock
me in here for days.
Why can't I stop?
Oh, fuck.
[sobbing loudly]
Unlikable, unlovable, fucking
damaged, fucking ruined.
[sobbing] I'm sorry.
Um, tissue break, y'all.
We'll be back in five.
[gasps] Uh, do you
have any Okay.
- [Joe sobbing]
- [Maddie] Joe?
Joe. Hey. Hey. Hey.
Did you not listen to a
single word that I said?
I mean, how old are you that you
didn't work this shit out in therapy?
- I don't know what happened.
- [Maddie] I do.
You somehow made
yourself more revolting.
Pull it together.
The whole Internet is watching.
[exhales] I know.
Okay?
[softly] Okay.
Here, give me that.
Thank you.
[angrily] Are you happy, Bronte?
Seeing me make a
fucking fool of myself,
exposing my trauma to the world?
When this torment is over,
when I have my son back,
I'm gonna find wherever
you're hiding
[suspenseful music playing]
What?
If we're gonna turn this
around, we gotta go.
- [Maddie] Joe?
- [Joe] No. You saved me?
[Maddie, echoes] Joe!
[Joe] I don't believe it.
Hey, could you Could you
come back out here, please?
[Joe] Is it possible what
we had wasn't all a lie?
You did fall for me.
Do you really love me?
[door closes]
Maybe you know
I'm not a monster.
[Kim] We go live again
in three, two, one
And we're back! Joe!
Thanks again for taking the
time to go on record with me.
[inhales] So look, we've gotta
talk about the night in question.
Actually, I I need to
talk about something else.
I haven't been honest with you.
You haven't?
You asked me if I was in
love with Louise Flannery.
[low suspenseful music playing]
Yes, I was.
I was captivated by her.
And taken for a ride.
Sure.
[sputters] But I guess I need
to say that I'm not a victim.
All that
talk about my trauma, that's
I mean, who makes it to
adulthood without it? [inhales]
I'm, uh I am not
perfect with words.
I have a lot of privilege, yes.
Yes, yes. But, at heart
[sighs]
I am a normal guy.
And all this, uh, drama,
this huge
misunderstanding about me
comes from the most
vulnerable place.
Being in love.
My heart goes out
to Clayton's family.
[sputters] They must
have loved him dearly.
But the hard truth is that
he was hurting Bronte.
[sputters] I'm
I'm sorry, Louise.
I think she's always
going to be Bronte
to me.
[inhales]
I thought she was in danger.
I had to save her
because I loved her.
So, I don't want pity. I don't.
True love, being held, being truly
seen by someone you admire so fiercely,
I think makes me the
luckiest man alive.
Even [inhales deeply]
[exhales] uh, when
it's snatched away.
[sighs]
I wish that for everybody.
Circumstances be damned.
[suspenseful music continues]
I'm sorry, you were going to
ask me a question. [chuckles]
[Kim on video] Yes, about
the night Clayton died.
You're saying that
he attacked Louise?
[Joe] That's right, yeah. That's
right, he was hurting her.
- I pushed him off.
- Fucking bastard.
What's Daddy doing?
- [music fades]
- [Kate] Hi, uh
- Daddy
- [video stops]
Daddy
[hesitates] did
something bad, Henry.
You mean how he got into
a fight with Uncle Teddy?
No, no, something different
than that, sweetheart.
Daddy hurt some
other people too.
[pensive music playing]
Where are we going?
To London.
- How come?
- [inhales deeply]
[sighs] Because Mummy
did something bad too.
And we have to go there so that
I can make it better. Okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
[music fades]
["Starburster" by
Fontaines D.C. playing]
It may feel bad ♪
[Joe] I gotta hand it to Maddie.
Her plan is working. My
reputation's on the rebound.
Still a long road to getting
Henry back. But it's a start.
Why throw me a lifeline if you
aren't still feeling something?
Guilt. That's obvious.
And appropriate.
Why didn't you text again
after the rest of my interview?
Did you not see
it? Where are you?
I wanna mess with it ♪
I wanna lay the deville ♪
The whole crew on the sill I
want the preacher and pill ♪
[Joe] What is all this?
You're gonna tell me women don't
get out of bed in the morning
to manipulate men?
This girl catfished a guy into
murdering someone for her.
[Joe] Not entirely fair.
In love with a serial killer.
I mean, she's a
freaking Manson girl.
These hypocritical girls with their
whiny, toxic masculinity bullshit.
They accuse men of
being violent, right?
Till they need us to kick the shit
out of some other guy for 'em.
[Joe] They've turned
their knives onto you.
It's like clockwork, the reliable
misogyny of the Internet.
Nah, this bitch is
the one who's toxic.
Does somebody need to
teach the femoid a lesson?
I'm just saying, fellas.
[Joe] Two hundred comments.
If it's momentary
blissness ♪
[Joe] "Someone should find her."
"Oughta dox the bitch."
This is getting a little scary.
- [suspenseful music playing]
- [song fades]
Is that you?
One of these assholes is
actually stalking you.
Wherever things stand between
us, I can't let you get hurt.
Damn it. Bronte.
[distant siren wailing]
[suspenseful music continues]
[objects thudding]
Hey, I got it.
Thanks very much.
I'm such a klutz.
Here you go.
- Appreciate it.
- One more.
I'm Dane, by the way.
- Have a good night, Dane.
- Yeah, you too.
- It's Louise, right?
- What?
- [gasps, whimpers]
- [dramatic music playing]
[Joe] Oh, fuck. Is
this another catfish?
Clayton 2.0? Am I supposed to
believe some men's rights activist
is pulling a Silence of the Lambs
on you a block from a bus terminal?
Do I trust you or not?
[dramatic music continues]
[Dane grunting]
Wait, wait! No, no!
- [thuds]
- [music fades]
[suspenseful music playing]
- [buzzer sounds]
- [door opens]
[Kate exhales]
[keys jingle]
[suspenseful music continues]
[door locks]
Hi, Nadia.
My name is Kate Lockwood.
I know who you are.
What do you want?
What I want is to get
you out of here
which I believe I'm
in a position to do.
Because I helped
put you in here.
We are going to take
Joe Goldberg down.
[dramatic music plays]
["L-O-V-E" by Nat
King Cole playing]
[Joe] Back in control of
the narrative for now.
Maybe I can find a way to forgive
you for what you did to me.
- [indistinct chatter]
- look at me ♪
O is for the only one I see ♪
[Joe] If I'm being honest,
I am still in love with you.
extraordinary ♪
[Joe] If you can truly
accept the real me
than anyone
that you adore can ♪
Love is all that
I can give to you ♪
Love is more than
just a game for two ♪
Two in love ♪
[Joe] maybe things will
work out for us after all.
But that's up to you.
Love was made for me and you ♪
[song ends]
[gripping instrumental
music playing]