YOU (2018) s05e10 Episode Script

1
[Joe] Previously on You…
We can only aspire to be
as quotable as Brontë.
[newscaster] Sources have identified
the victim as Guinevere Beck.
[reporter] Why was her body
found buried in your backyard?
I was reading Beck's book.
I felt like maybe Beck didn't
write all of it herself.
We think this boyfriend,
Joe, killed her.
We have to get
that motherfucker.
I wish I killed Dr. Nicky.
Would her killer say
something like that?
Don't let him fool you.
I'm yours. I will lift you up and put
you in the center of the universe.
- [grunts]
- [Bronte shrieks]
[Joe] Did you catfish me?
- [Kate] Not fit to care for Henry.
- You'll never take my son from me!
I haven't left you. I promise.
- Dad!
- I'm gonna see you soon. I love you.
- Are you still catfishing me?
- No.
- Do you love me?
- [softly] Yes.
Who are you?
I'm fucking Bronte.
[Joe] I have no choice.
Kate has to die.
[Nadia] I don't think he's
happy to see us together.
I've spent my entire life
saving women like you.
You are not a white knight, Joe.
I just met Marienne
Bellamy and she's alive.
Listen to what people
are telling you?
Don't forget what brought
you here in the first place.
Guinevere Beck. You really
think he didn't kill her?
[Bronte] I just got lost in him.
You missed a key.
- [both grunting]
- [Kate] Joe…
[Kate groans, gasps]
- Tell me why you framed Harrison.
- Open the door.
Burn in hell.
Maddie!
All your wives dying in fires.
Love didn't die in a
fire. I poisoned her.
Thank you.
Nadia will get
this to the police.
[Bronte coughing]
Marienne? Kate?
Bronte, you came to save me.
[Bronte] I should leave you,
run away, and never look back.
Bronte Louise Flannery,
will you marry me?
[Bronte] But then there'd
be no justice, no answers.
I'm the only person
that can stop you.
Yes, Joe. [chuckles]
["Once Upon a Poolside" by The National
(feat. Sufjan Stevens) playing]
Don't make this any harder ♪
Everybody's waitin' ♪
Walk-on's almost over ♪
Teenagers on ice ♪
Try to keep my distance ♪
Talkin' of forgiveness ♪
Once upon a poolside ♪
Underneath the lights ♪
[Joe] You.
What did I do to deserve you?
Ghosts from my past wanted me to
believe I didn't deserve this.
But you knew they
were wrong about me.
Try to keep my distance ♪
Talkin' of forgiveness ♪
Once upon a poolside ♪
Underneath the lights ♪
What was the worried
thing You said to me? ♪
I thought we could make
it Through anything ♪
[birds chirping]
[song fades]
[insects trilling]
Oh, it's gorgeous, isn't it?
You know, maybe it's not so
bad… leaving New York behind.
[chuckles]
There's so much beauty.
[ominous music playing]
[thuds]
[Bronte] It could be… that easy.
But then the world would never
know the truth about you.
[music turns contemplative]
And I wouldn't get
the answers I need.
How could I love you,
knowing what I knew?
What did you do to Beck?
And the biggest question of all…
It's beautiful, isn't it?
[Bronte] …how do I give
you the ending you deserve?
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic music soars]
[foreboding music playing]
[Bronte] What's wrong?
[Joe] Uh, hang on, GPS fritz. I…
I think I saw a map in the trunk.
Ink and paper, saving lives
since time immemorial.
[Bronte chuckles softly]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Joe] Your plucky attitude is a
weak cover. Of course you're scared.
[car door closes]
And I haven't even told
you the worst of it.
[trunk unlocks]
[trunk closes]
[music fades]
Hey.
I can handle the truth.
I don't think we were followed,
but, uh, it's only a matter of time.
Kate… tricked me. She sent
something damning in to the police.
How damning?
Something I'm gonna have
a hard time denying.
It made total sense in context,
but… the police will have questions.
Just doing their
job. I'm not worried.
It will be a long,
messy, legal quagmire.
We'll survive it,
but why not in the meantime lay
low while the noise dies down?
In Canada?
That's where we're headed,
right? Across the border?
Hey, I don't care where we go,
as long as I'm with
you and we're together.
[soft music playing]
Secluded.
In a mossy castle. I know
I'm asking a lot of you.
But if we have each
other, we have hope.
Do you trust me?
I'm here, aren't I?
I only want you, Joe.
[Bronte inhales deeply]
And I… [chuckles softly]
I have nothing but you.
[Bronte] If only
that wasn't true.
You have become my whole life.
I gotta make a quick call, in
case we run out of service.
Okay, here. Can you
just check this out?
[Bronte] But maybe that's
how I survive this.
Hide my lies behind
something deeper.
[line ringing]
- [Will] Justicar! [chuckles]
- Hey, Will, it's me.
I know. Hey, buddy.
How's it going?
Starting to feel like
a favor dispenser here.
First, it was the fake boat accident
for that awful sister-in-law of yours.
Then you call off the fake boat
accident. Now it's passports.
I know. I'm a bad
friend. I'm sorry.
I was just messing with ya.
Working on the passports now.
Gonna take a minute, though.
So just inch your way
closer to the border.
Okay. What, uh… What
about… the other thing?
Harder. Working on it.
How do you know Henry
won't be monitored?
[suspenseful music playing]
I don't, but it's a risk I
have to take. He's my son.
I get it. Give me time.
Thank you. Thank you, Will.
Hope when I need it the most. Can't
disappear until I can talk to Henry.
I have to tell him no matter what
he hears, I'm not abandoning him.
I'll be back.
Onward?
Onward.
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
- ["Bye Bye Love" playing over speakers]
- Bye-bye love… ♪
[Bronte] Oh, for the ladies.
How cynical.
Then again, I've never
been more the target demo.
Bye-bye love… ♪
[suspenseful music playing]
[Joe] Oh, fucking shit.
There wasn't anything on
the radio about a manhunt,
but sometimes the press
are a step behind.
They'd know my face.
- Would they know yours?
- [shop bell jingles]
[shop door closes]
- [song continues over speakers]
- And here's the reason… ♪
Fuck.
[tense music playing]
Here you go.
Thanks.
Hey. Do you need help?
[Bronte] Do I?
This could all be over.
What do you mean?
I'm fine. [chuckles]
But the second I point
a finger, you run.
I don't get answers, and no one
will know what you really are.
I guess my… my eyes are bigger
than my arms. [chuckles]
[officer] Where you headed?
- Glamping with the gals?
- [Bronte chuckles]
Yeah, glamping with the gals.
Well, be careful out
there. A lot of predators.
- [liquid pours]
- [pot thuds]
Bears. [growls softly]
[chuckles] Right.
Got it, thanks.
[shop bell jingles]
[Bronte] No way.
- [door closes]
- [pensive music playing]
[music turns melancholic]
Maybe I know how to
get the answers I need.
[shop bell jingles]
[suspenseful music playing]
Are you okay?
Yeah, he didn't
recognize me or anything.
[breathing shakily]
You're shaking.
Oh… [chuckles] Adrenaline.
Careful, you're gonna get me addicted to
this Bonnie and Clyde shit. [chuckles]
[music fades]
You astonish me more every day.
[Bronte chuckles softly]
[suspenseful music playing]
What are you…
- I thought we said essentials?
- [chuckles, inhales]
This is nature's perfect food.
Hey. Point of no return.
Drive, bitch.
- ["Guilty as Sin?" playing]
- What if he's written "mine" ♪
On my upper thigh ♪
Only in my mind? ♪
Oh, what a way to die ♪
We never did
messy top-lip kiss ♪
How I long for our trysts ♪
Without ever
touchin' his skin ♪
How can I be guilty as sin? ♪
[song fades]
Smells piney.
Spoiler, it's the trees. Okay.
Okay, you can open your eyes.
- [birds chirping]
- [insects trilling]
Oh, fuck.
It's ours. For just a few days.
[suspenseful music playing]
There's no cameras or alarms
in the listing photos,
and you can see on the rental
site nobody's booked it.
So we're squatting?
We won't be here long.
Think of this as a
preview of our castle.
It's cloistered. It's off-grid.
Just add moss.
Stay right there,
I'll be right back.
Always lock your windows.
If you'd taken your own advice,
we never would have met.
[music turns dramatic]
[music fades]
It's beautiful.
I'll get our bags.
[Bronte] Shit. You felt that.
[soft music playing]
Wait, Joe.
Sorry. [chuckles]
Just… Dorito breath.
[Joe] Mmm.
It's perfect.
[Joe] You're perfect.
- Well, I'll get your toothbrush then.
- Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
[door opens, closes]
[suspenseful music playing]
[sighs]
[Bronte] Of course
he's going to want it.
A kiss almost gave me away.
Which means this ends tonight.
[music fades]
- ["Crazy Love" playing over speakers]
- Yeah, when I'm returning ♪
From so far away… ♪
It's gonna be a bit. I got this.
You should… You should go write.
Okay.
Yeah, and it
make me righteous ♪
Yeah, and it make me whole ♪
[exhales]
Yeah, and it make me
mellow Down into my soul ♪
[Bronte] Only a sociopath could
write under this much duress.
- [door opens]
- [low suspenseful music playing]
[door closes]
But good.
Gives me time to figure out how
exactly this is going to go.
Hopefully, without ending up
at the bottom of that lake.
[Joe] Hey, Will.
Good news. I've got
a guy with passports
who can meet you in
Chippewa Bay tomorrow night.
From there it's just a short jaunt
and a boat across the border.
[laughs] I can't
thank you enough.
Well, you did pay for my house.
Oh, about Henry.
I figured out which server
he plays his game on,
so whenever he next jumps on,
I can try to connect you two.
But, um, I can't
promise anything.
I know it's a long shot,
but stress, trauma, he'll need a
retreat. Books, hopefully. Games.
Thank you, Will. Thank you. Oh,
the… The names on the passports.
As requested… [inhales]
Ezra and Ella.
You're the best.
[laughs] You're the best.
[sighs in relief]
[contemplative music playing]
Ezra and Ella are immortal
protagonists, life-imitating fiction.
It's almost too neat.
What is this surge
of superstition?
- They're in my head.
- [imperceptible]
- All those women.
- [imperceptible]
Gnawing at my optimism, telling
me there's no happily ever after.
But you've changed your entire
identity before, for me.
Why would I doubt you'd
be willing to do it again?
- Is it okay?
- Mm-hmm. Mmm.
[Bronte] You being a legitimately
good cook is so fucking grating.
Probably learned this
from your first dead wife.
How'd your writing go?
Well, the quiet is nice. Um…
What about your… your book? Do
you have a backup somewhere?
Hmm… Only one copy,
typewritten, swept in flames.
It's what I get for writing in
the most pretentious way possible.
It's all right, I'll…
I'll write it up again,
once I know we're safe.
Have you given any
thought to how it ends?
- Ezra turns Ella into a vampire.
- Hmm.
They… They travel
the world together.
Forever?
- That is the point of immortality, yes.
- Mm-hmm.
Unless that's bad. Think
that's bad? Tell me.
It's just…
Do you… Do you think that's
what your protagonist deserves?
[pensive music playing]
What are you saying?
It's just usually there's
some kind of reckoning, right?
[cutlery clinking]
And you think that me losing my son,
my home, Mooney's, isn't enough?
- Mmm.
- Let's drop the pretense here.
Okay, no pretense.
[inhales]
Immortality isn't real, Joe.
So, uh, I'm worried about you.
I'm worried about me.
I have a plan.
Plans fall apart.
And dreams die, so…
[scoffs]
Just… [inhales sharply] be
honest with me. Do I make it?
In your story?
Do you…
- Bronte, of course. What…
- [breathes shakily]
Of course. The most important thing
to me is your happiness, your safety.
Yeah, no, I… [hesitates]
Forever is juvenile.
It is. It's a wish.
I am…
I am so sorry.
I'm asking so much of you.
If I seem scared, it's… because
I am. [chuckles nervously]
I am too.
[solemn music playing]
You're taking such
a chance on me.
I promised you the world,
but I need to remind
you all we need is us.
Can I… give you a taste
of our future tonight?
- Please let me do that.
- [chuckles softly]
["Happier Than Ever" by
Billie Eilish playing]
When I'm away from you… ♪
[Joe] Out here,
nothing exists but you.
Wish I could
explain it better ♪
I wish it wasn't true… ♪
Stand up.
- What?
- Trust me.
It's tippy.
I got it, I got it,
I got it. Come on.
[chuckles, scoffs]
To think of something clever ♪
[exhales]
To write myself a letter… ♪
Where are you going?
To tell me what
to do, mm-mm… ♪
Why am I up here?
So I can see you like this.
I told you I'd put you at
the center of the universe.
[chuckles softly]
…you skip my avenue? ♪
When you said you
were passin' through ♪
[Bronte] What is wrong with
me that I know who you are
and part of me can
still feel this good?
But who doesn't
love to be loved?
More than justice, more than
reality, love is just stronger.
And you weaponize it.
Is this how good Beck felt
before you killed her?
Because with you,
love has a price.
This is where it was headed
the whole time. Peak romance.
And I don't talk shit
about you On the Internet ♪
Never told anyone
anything bad ♪
'Cause that shit's
embarrassing… ♪
Tell me you want this.
Follow me.
So don't waste the
time I don't have ♪
And don't try to
make me feel bad ♪
I could talk about every time
That you showed up on time ♪
But I'd have an empty
line 'Cause you never did ♪
Never paid any mind To my
mother or friends, so I ♪
Shut 'em all out for you… ♪
Hey.
[song fades]
[Bronte breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Joe moans]
[Bronte breathing heavily]
[tense music playing]
[Joe] What the fuck?
[music turns dramatic]
Tell me how you
killed Guinevere Beck.
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[Bronte breathing heavily]
- Tell me!
- [grunts]
[tense music playing]
Just, please, put the gun
down. What are you doing?
What I should've done
from the beginning.
[Bronte breathing shakily]
Someone got in your head.
No, no, no, someone got you out of
my head. Get the fuck back, Joe.
Marienne?
Nadia?
And Kate?
Kate, who you tried to poison me against.
You tried to convince me she was crazy.
She tried to imprison and
kill me, in actual fact.
You are way too smart for me to pull
something like this over on you.
No, no, I'm not.
I'm not, and I'm fine with that because
I can finally see myself clearly.
[breathing shakily]
Now, Joe, I need you to answer the
question that drew me to you. Okay?
I need the truth.
[Joe] Some part of me knew you buying my
lie about Beck was too good to be true.
Guinevere Beck.
The one
I can't outrun.
[sighs] I know you did it.
I know you killed her. But…
[sobbing softly]
… how did you do it?
You don't want to know.
Yes, I do! Fucking tell me.
[Bronte sobbing,
breathing heavily]
[rattling]
You finished Beck's book
after you murdered her, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I could spot your clumsy
rewrites before I even met you.
It wasn't enough that you took her life,
you had to take her fucking voice too?
You took what was hers.
You made it yours.
[clatters]
Redact yourself, take out
every fucking word you added.
Then what?
Mission accomplished?
Is this really what you set out
to do three years ago? Stop.
Stop pretending
this is about Beck.
[scoffs] Since the day we met, Joe,
you have… you have been erasing me.
Piece by piece, my intuition,
my compass, my self.
The least that I can
do… is erase you.
- Do it!
- Okay.
[pensive music playing]
[Joe] I cobbled Beck's manuscript
together, but it was hers.
Sure, I added a little,
made it more cohesive.
It was an apology.
An act of love.
Keep fucking going. [sobs]
[Joe] I'm not naive enough to
believe I'll convince you of that,
but you could have
ended it already.
And you didn't.
The universe conspired to
bring us both here, alone.
Call me a fool, but in the
canon of epic romances,
bouncing back from a gunpoint confessional
is practically a genre staple.
[gentle music plays]
[music fades]
"Didn't you want this?"
"To be loved?"
"Didn't you want him to
crown you?" It's Bluebeard's.
She wrote this one in the cage.
It's rough, but, uh, she tapped
into something. Resonated.
Yeah, so she has you to thank.
Do you have any idea how
fucking twisted you sound?
I didn't say that, but I think I know
why you're so afraid of that being true.
Well, I'm uninterested
in what you think.
That's a lie.
If you've made up your mind
about me, why come all this way?
Why risk so much being
here with me alone?
- You could have let me die in a fire.
- Will you stop talking?
Why don't you come gag me?
[low pensive music playing]
I think some part of
you still needs me.
Before we met, you were lost.
That's something
you share with Beck.
Actually, it's what you
connected to in her work.
It's a deep fear
of being nobody.
You were scared of
me. I… I can see that.
But now I think you're more
scared of the absence of me,
because if I'm gone, then
no one will ever
love you like I do.
Ever again.
You fixated on me
because you couldn't stand being
Louise Flannery any longer.
And so you tricked me
over and over and over.
[sputters] And what did I
do? I embraced you anyway.
All of you.
And I still do.
Stop.
Bronte.
I think I love you more
than you love yourself.
[sniffles, exhales sharply]
[Bronte sighing]
[vibrating]
[gasps, exhales]
Hey!
It's Henry. It could…
It could be my son.
Are you fucking kidding?
This is the only chance I
have. This isn't about me.
He's young. He's sensitive. He's
losing both of his parents right now.
Whatever happens to me next,
I need him to know that he didn't
do anything wrong. Please, please.
[cell phone continues vibrating]
[exhales shakily]
- Speaker.
- [softly] Thank you.
[tense music playing]
[Joe gasps]
Hello?
Hey, Joe. Henry's online.
- Now a good time?
- Yes, yes, please, yes. Put him on.
Wait a few seconds and
then go ahead and talk.
Hello? Henry?
Henry, are you there?
Dad?
Hey. Hey, bub.
- [soft music playing]
- [chuckles]
Hey, yeah.
It's me. How are
you? Where are you?
I'm home with Uncle Teddy.
That's great. That's great.
I miss you… so much. [sighs]
I wish I could give you
the biggest hug right now.
I, um… I just… I want
to say that I love you.
- [imperceptible]
- And I have to figure some things out.
And I… I had to go away
for a few days, so…
Can you hear me? [sputters]
Henry? Are you there?
What did you do to Mommy?
What?
[somber music playing]
What?
Nothing, bub.
That isn't what
Uncle Teddy said.
Well, I'm sure Teddy's just
confused. [sputters] What did he say?
Can you hear me, Henry?
Do you remember when you used to tell
me there were no monsters in my room?
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
Yeah, you were so scared.
You lied.
What are you saying?
It was you.
You're the monster.
[melancholy music playing]
- [line disconnects]
- Henry, are you there?
He always was precocious.
You know, his…
his mother said this would
happen. Her dying words.
"He'll know what you are."
[sighs]
I love him so much.
[voice breaking] Maybe…
Maybe he deserves…
[sobbing] …better than me.
Why?! How?! How did I
become this person?!
[punches floor]
I try… I try to love,
every time it falls apart!
- [grim music playing]
- [Joe sobbing]
It's my son.
[exhales heavily]
It's me.
I'm unlovable.
[breathing shakily]
Is this what I deserve?
I don't know.
I don't know what
you deserve, Joe.
Maybe it's not for me
to decide, but this…
This is deluded.
You're not the fucking victim.
[Bronte sobbing softly]
[sputters] I'm calling the cops now.
This is over. This has to be over.
What makes you think this
time will be any different?
I killed your friend on
camera and here I am.
Yeah. Here you are, Joe.
Running. Scared.
You know how I know
it'll be different?
Because I've turned on you, Joe.
And if I can wake
up, so can the world.
[Joe] I have been delusional.
Give me the phone.
[Joe] Putting so
much faith in love.
In the universe.
In… her.
Fucking Bronte.
- [both grunt]
- [gunshot]
[Joe grunts]
[sinister music playing]
[both grunting]
[Joe screams]
[Bronte grunts]
[Bronte gasps]
[Joe grunts]
[Bronte groans] No.
- [grunts]
- [Joe groans]
[both grunting]
[both straining]
[gunshot]
[dramatic music playing]
[grunts]
[panting]
[whimpering]
[breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
[grunts]
[breathing heavily]
[groaning]
[dramatic music playing]
[gasping]
[grunting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[panting]
[thunder rumbling distantly]
- [tense music playing]
- [gasping]
Fuck.
Okay. [groans]
Fuck. Come on. Come on. [sobs]
No.
Fuck.
[breathing shakily]
[dramatic music playing]
[grunting]
No, no, no, come on.
God!
[breathing heavily]
[music intensifies]
[running footsteps approaching]
[music fades]
[grunting]
[woman] 911, what's
your emergency?
[whimpering]
[sinister music playing]
[Joe] When I fucked
up your ankle,
it was just to keep you around
long enough so we could talk.
- [bone cracks]
- [whimpers]
I didn't actually think that it
would help me kill you one day.
[panting]
Oh, fuck, of course it was you.
[Bronte gasps]
It was always gonna end
this way, wasn't it?
No, no, it didn't have to!
But you're ungrateful!
You're spiteful!
I made you special, Bronte,
and you're too selfish to
know how good you've had it!
There it is. There it is, Joe.
That's the real you.
You pathetic misogynist.
[exhales]
[Bronte gasping, grunting]
[both grunting]
[sinister music continues]
[Bronte whimpering]
You want to know
how I killed Beck?
I'll show you.
No.
- [groans]
- [grunts]
[gasping]
[screams]
[grunts, shrieks]
[Joe groaning]
The fuck?
[dramatic music playing]
[muffled gasping]
[somber music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[Joe] Goodbye, Bronte.
[siren wailing distantly]
- [panting]
- [suspenseful music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[panting]
[officer 1 over radio] That is
confirmation on the vehicle.
I repeat, we have
confirmation on the vehicle.
[officer 2] One
Adam Six. Copy that.
[twig snaps]
[suspenseful music continues]
[both grunting]
[Joe breathing heavily]
[sirens approaching]
[officer 3] Give me a status on
the cell phone. Do we have closure?
[officer 4] One Adam Six.
[officer 3] Copy that. We
have closure on cell phone.
The house is clear. I
repeat, the house is clear.
[officer 5] Yeah, push forward.
[officer 6] Yes, sir.
[officer 3] Tighten the
perimeter slowly. Tighten it up.
[suspenseful music continues]
[sirens wailing]
[gun cocking]
[officer 7] We need
the search tight!
[grim music playing]
[Bronte groans]
It's over, Joe.
Please, they're coming.
Kill me.
Oh, you would fucking love
that, wouldn't you? No way.
I deserve it.
You know you have it in you!
Please.
You're more like me than
you want to admit. Come on.
Come on. For all the
lives I've taken, and you,
you get to be the one
who kills me, Bronte.
This is how our story ends.
My name is Louise.
No, I'm done. I am done, Joe.
And I have been asking
myself over and over, "Why?"
And I finally… I
see it clearly now.
[exhales]
The fantasy of a man like you
is how we cope with the
reality of a man like you.
- Kill me. Kill me, please.
- No.
Kill me! Kill me, please!
No, no, no, you are gonna live
the rest of your life alone.
Louise… Louise, I can't.
I know it's scary
for you, isn't it?
A trial and a jury and
the crime scene photos.
The faces and the bodies of the sons
and daughters that you murdered.
They are all gonna see you, Joe, and
you are going to have to see yourself.
[grim music continues]
[music fades]
- [gunshot echoes]
- [Joe groans]
[officer 8] Shots
fired! Shots fired!
[dramatic music playing]
[Joe groaning]
[Joe groaning]
[screaming]
[siren wailing]
[dramatic music continues]
[music fades]
["Goodbye Yellow Brick
Road" by Elton John playing]
[camera shutters clicking]
[reporters clamoring]
When are you
gonna come down? ♪
When are you going to land? ♪
[Louise] In the end, Joe Goldberg
was made to see all of himself.
The trial was messy,
the evidence horrific,
and the truth undeniable.
Although I suspect the real
reason the public turned on him
is that I accidentally turned
him into a walking dick joke.
This boy's too
young to be singing ♪
The blues ♪
[Louise] After his conviction
for the murders of Love Quinn
and Guinevere Beck,
allegations snowballed,
turned into more convictions.
One thing's clear, Joe Goldberg
will never be free again.
[podcaster] Benjamin
"Benji" Ashby III,
first degree murder,
life without parole.
Peach Salinger, first degree
murder, life without parole.
Don't forget Dr. Nicky,
conviction vacated.
[Phoenix] We didn't do it alone.
Louise, Joe's survivors,
all the Internet detectives.
And we're not done.
Yeah, not to shock you, but
there are other Joes out there.
Tell me more.
[Louise] When Joe was gone, we all
had to process his impact on us.
- Nadia Fareedi returned to writing.
- [imperceptible]
And teaching.
Uses her gifts to help other
women process their own trauma.
Charges against Harrison Jacobs
for the murder of his
wife Reagan were dropped.
That himbo was in
jail for 48 hours
and somehow managed to
emerge with a prison tattoo.
Maddie Lockwood was tried for both
arson and her sister's murder.
Circumstances being what they were,
she didn't have to serve time.
She went to rehab for
her pill addiction,
gave her sister a $2 million Viking
funeral in Long Island Sound.
[imperceptible]
And now she's expecting… twins.
After surviving what The Post lazily and
inaccurately called Bronte's Inferno,
Kate Lockwood was reborn.
She wears her scars
like a badge. Not pride.
Penance.
[Kate] So what are we
celebrating this time?
Well, as of about an hour ago,
the Lockwood Corporation
has become 100% nonprofit.
- You fucker.
- [Teddy laughs]
- Dad is rolling in his grave.
- Roll away.
I want to make a toast.
To Teddy.
For being exactly who you are.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
[Louise] Sometimes making
the world a better place
means giving up
your piece of it.
Kate left the C-suite in the
rearview, returning to her first love,
art,
championing the work of an artist who
holds a special place in her heart.
With Joe behind bars, Marienne
Bellamy stopped fearing exposure.
The world sees her
talent, loves her.
Excuse me, are you laughing at
the way that I say scallywag?
- No.
- It does look like you're laughing.
[Louise] Someday, Henry Goldberg
will ask someone to love him.
To trust that they're
safe doing so.
Not because he's
his father's blood.
He'll just have to decide what
kind of man he wants to be.
It didn't take long to
pull Joe's "contributions"
out of Beck's book.
[shop bell jingles]
And the newly redacted
version is more popular,
more praised, more
cutting, more imperfect.
More Beck.
Where the dogs
of society howl ♪
[Louise] But like so many others,
she still won't get the chance
to make what she wanted
to make of her life.
Joe stole that from them.
In their honor, we
make the most of ours.
Joe was wrong about me.
My life doesn't boil down
to before and after him.
Every day that
passes, he shrinks.
Eventually, he'll just
be some asshole I dated.
I still have no idea who I want to
be. But I can't wait to find out.
[song ends]
[indistinct chatter]
[Joe] So… in the end,
my punishment is even
worse than I imagined.
The loneliness. Oh, my God.
The loneliness.
No hope of being held.
Knowing this is forever.
It's unfair.
Putting all of this on me.
Aren't we all just products
of our environment?
Hurt people hurt people.
I never stood a chance.
[officer] Goldberg.
[Joe] Ah, yes.
Another fan.
Why am I in a cage when
these crazies write me
all the depraved things
they want me to do to them?
["Creep (Very 2021 Rmx)" by Thom
Yorke feat. Radiohead playing]
Maybe we have a
problem as a society.
Maybe we should fix
what's broken in us.
You're so very special ♪
Maybe the problem isn't me.
Maybe…
it's you.
And I'm a creep ♪
I wanna have control ♪
I want a perfect body ♪
Run ♪