Mary Kills People (2017) s03e02 Episode Script
Girl Problems
1 - So how was your day off? - I killed someone.
Gail Rahimi, 42.
Sickle cell disease.
I thought you might need my phone.
I'm a nurse.
We were here together the whole time.
- And you are? - Mary Harris.
I used to work at Eden General.
- Now, I work in hospice.
- Name of the hospice? - Joys.
- I admitted a new patient yesterday.
- You must be - Lucy.
- Desmond.
- Jesus, Jess.
What happened? - Heather dumped me.
- To forget her - you have to - Destroy her! - Run, dummy! You gotta run! - We get a 911 last night.
Guess who's on the scene? Dr.
Mary Harris.
The angel of death herself.
She's pregnant.
Five months, maybe.
(SOFT MUSIC) Living the dream, right? A big, beautiful, murderous deathy dream.
Unless, of course, the cops show up.
Des, it's been a week.
We haven't heard anything.
Well, I guess we live to fight another day then.
(WOMAN GIGGLING) There's something very liberating about just lying back and waving your arms and legs around, forgetting everything except the cold air on your skin.
Leaving your mark.
At least until the snow falls again.
I must say, that's one of our stranger last requests.
- Are you comfortable? - Perfection.
I mean, apart from the cancer.
(SOFT MUSIC) It smells like fresh baked bread and a hint of limestone.
Sounds like you know your champagne.
I've had a few of these in my day.
Time for my dying wish.
Your baby.
Who's the father? Did you love him at least? Now, now, Martha, I'm starting to think you're stalling.
- Are you having second thoughts? - Not at all.
The beauty of how I lived my life I made my own choices all the way through.
I I travelled.
I slept with a thousand men.
I did whatever I wanted.
And I'm getting to do this my way too.
It was the fullest life in the world.
(WOMAN HARMONIZING) (WIND WHISTLING) Mary Kills People 3x02 Girl Problems (BIRD CHIRPING) (PENSIVE MUSIC) MARY: So, what were you doing out there? Nothing like a brisk outing in the wintry dawn to wake up the bone tired body.
Are you having trouble sleeping? I can sleep just fine if I'd let myself.
What's stopping you? Death is a sneaky bugger.
I don't want him to ambush me in my sleep.
I want to decide, die with my boots on.
You want to control it? I used to be terrified of death when I was kid.
It kept me up at night too.
The scariest thing was that nobody ever really talked about it.
Is that why you became a doctor? I learned that there are things that you can do to prolong life.
But sometimes, there's nothing you can do except Grab it before it grabs you.
Though sometimes, I wish I could just start all over again.
Be a boy.
See my mother.
Maybe you do.
Only you would use your free period to actually study.
- You nerd.
- Yeah.
Well, I actually want to go to college, so studying seems like a step in the right direction.
The future is overrated.
What's that supposed to mean? Do you ever feel crazy? Uh Yeah, sometimes.
Do you? Sometimes, I want to have sex with myself and then other times, I wanna slit my own throat, so Yeah, that's pretty crazy.
Why don't we ditch school and do something fun? Hm? Oh man, you've been blowing me off all week.
We can go to my house.
You can work there.
You can use my mom's office.
She's not back yet.
Yeah, right.
You'd probably set my books on fire.
(SCHOOL BELL SOUNDING) I just really gotta finish this.
- We can hang out later.
- When? I don't know.
Um This weekend.
So I read your report.
- And? - And I gotta say, man, I can't see what you're seeing.
It says the victim died of an insulin overdose, right? Insulin.
That's never been Mary's MO.
Yeah, forget the insulin.
It's bigger than that.
Because Mary said that she was there to consult the victim on hospice care, yeah? So, I got to thinking, like, what if What if this hospice, this Joys is a cover? Like a way for Mary to meet patients? Maybe.
But what if she found a place where she can get a bunch of terminal patients together kill them, and no one would ever find out? Hmm? Mary's a smart woman.
She would never take a risk like that.
Maybe not.
But if she was running some kind of death factory up there this could be huge.
Right? Come on, this could be front page Yeah, man.
A real career-maker.
Absolutely.
Did you tell anyone else about this? No.
No, no, no.
Not yet, because the whole Harris case is - It's a bit of a - A bit of a what? Come on, say it.
What, an embarrassment to the whole department? I got played by a couple of women and a carwash, - is that what they're all saying? - No Look, man, it's gonna take a hell of a lot more than your theory to get them to reopen this case.
I know.
I'll take a look off the record.
If I find anything, I will let you know.
And vice versa, okay? (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) I think we need to do Robert today.
I found him wandering around the property this morning.
Terminal agitation.
Which means the end is nigh.
He's afraid he's going to die and his sleep before we get to him.
Not on my watch.
- This afternoon, then? - Yeah.
- Okay.
I'll set it up.
- I kind of love Robert.
(SWISHING) I'm gonna miss having morning tea with him.
Oh, my God! When do I get as callused-over as you two? - It's always hard.
- A little bit over another month.
Well, Robert deserves a monarch butterfly.
A classic, like him.
- (SOFT MUSIC) - I'm going to go take a walk.
Clear my head a bit.
Dr.
Harris! Hi! - Quite a place you got up here! - Can I help you? We need to talk.
Can we go inside? - No, I'm afraid not.
- Seriously? It's freezing.
- I know.
I'm working.
I'm sorry.
- That's actually why I'm here.
I need your help.
I have a patient.
Her name is Dorothy Rosemond, and she's dying.
She needs help, so I thought of you.
Your hospice, I mean, Joys.
Oh, we're actually full at the moment, but I can let you know when we have an opening.
Mary, please.
I care about this woman a lot.
She's like a mother to me.
I told you, we don't have room.
Please, just come and meet her.
I know you care about your patients as much as I do.
I know you're gonna want to help her.
That's why I covered for you with the cops.
"Covered for me?" How I said I was with you the whole time you were with Gail.
I know the cops get weird about that kind of stuff.
- Your patient, where is she? - Amazing! Thank you so much, Mary! Oh, is it okay if I call you Mary? I have a feeling you and I are gonna be friends.
Diamond Flush! Are you sure that's not a horseshoe in your colon? If only.
(LAUGHING) Bob.
Can I have a word? Uh actually, I prefer Robert.
Never really felt like a Bob.
Didn't think I could pull it off, I guess.
Okay.
Robert, I need to speak with you.
Uh-huh.
Ahem.
Privately.
Rude.
Your room? (SIGHING) So, Robert, I've spoken with Dr.
Harris.
And we've decided that today is your day.
To pop your clogs, as they say.
Oh All right, then.
Not the most most pleasant way to describe it, but I get the drift.
Great.
So, there's the medical part, pentobarbital injected into a beverage of your choice, which is handled by Dr.
Harris and well, I handle the other parts.
The ceremonial parts: a last meal, a song to play you off into the great unknown, you know, that sort of thing.
Well, I Goodness.
I really don't (GROANING) - Let me think.
- Well - What kind of music do you like? - Hmm? Oh, uh Not really a fan.
- Of music? - Never really like the stuff.
- (SIGHING) - Last meal? Let's see Oh, I've always loved a hearty loaf of bread.
- Come on, really? - Right, no, no, no.
No, no, bread sounds good.
Bread is Biblical.
I'm not interrupting, am I? Well, we did leave the common room for a reason.
I thought maybe you two were getting naked.
- Nothing that exciting, I'm afraid.
- Actually, Lucy, I'm I'm glad you're here.
I'm trying to decide how to spend my last moments on earth.
I'm starting to think that neither of you understand the notion of a closed door conversation.
We're all here for the same reason.
Maybe she can help.
Yeah.
I think death planner could have been my thing if I ever had a thing besides dying.
I've got it.
A single candle to extinguish upon my extinguishing.
Oh, goodness! That that sounds almost poetic.
- Inspired, even.
- Ah.
Are you sure are you sure I can't get you anything? Dottie, sit your ass down.
You're 100 and dying.
You don't have to take care of us.
- I am 80! - (BOTH CHUCKLING) You call me 100 again, and I'll wash your mouth out with bleach.
- We should kill this old bitch.
- Oh, shut up! - (BOTH LAUGHING) - Seriously, though.
That is what we are here to talk about.
Death and such.
Oh, well, that's all anyone wants to talk to me about these days.
Dr.
Harris is going to explain everything.
Yes, Dorothy.
I understand you're terminal.
- Oh, yes I am.
- How are you feeling? Like shit.
Thank you for asking.
Okay, well that's why I'm here.
I run a hospice called Joys.
And Francis thought you might be interested in hospice care as a possible option.
What? No, no.
We've talked about this.
I don't want to spend my last days playing cards with a bunch of sad sacks.
I'm sorry.
I'm confused.
Oh, no offense.
I'm sure it's lovely.
I was just being honest.
Not that anyone cares what I think.
Especially not my son, whose main concern is that I stay alive to make it to his retirement party.
(COUGHING AND GASPING) Dorothy right now, right this second, are you in pain? Oh (WHIMPERING) Then let us help you.
Dr.
Harris and I both believe that people should be able to end their own suffering.
And we can do that for you.
- Today.
- (PHONE BUZZING) Hi, it's Mary.
Leave a message.
Hello, Mary.
It's your trusty partner, Des.
I'm here with Robert.
Where the hell are you? Where is Dr.
Harris? I can't seem to reach her.
But it's okay.
Right? I think we can do this.
Here you go.
Just need to get things ready for you.
No.
Excuse me? - No.
- I was a doctor once too, Bob.
You asked me what I want when I die.
Well, here it is.
I want to be looking into Dr.
Harris's baby blues when I go.
At least she calls me Robert.
(TENSE MUSIC) Are you offering to kill me? - Is that against the law? - Yes.
That's right.
What Francis is suggesting is still not legal here.
Dorothy You own this life.
You made it what it is.
No governing body did that for you.
So, who are they to tell you what you do with that life now? You deserve peace.
Is that what you believe? Yes, it is, if that's what you want.
No, it's not.
No.
I do hate those parties, but I love the rides home.
When it's quiet and dark in the car and no one's speaking (SOFT CHUCKLING) I can just watch my sweet, tired little family lost in their thoughts.
I love those moments.
I'm not ready to give them up yet.
Well, then you live for those moments.
(SIGHING) What are you doing? You gave her false hope! Dorothy is not going to live for those moments.
She's going to lie there in agony until she can't stand it anymore.
Then, she is going to stay alive for a little bit longer, and then she is going to die.
She didn't want hospice care.
I don't know what else you want from me! I want you to end her suffering.
Like you did with Gail.
Mary I saw you do it.
You used pentobarbital.
Right? It was beautiful.
One minute she was suffering, and the next it was over.
I just wanted the same thing for Dorothy.
I don't know what you think you saw but you're mistaken.
Oh.
Am I mistaken about Betty Lisko too? What does Betty Lisko have to do with anything? When I saw you at Gail's, you seemed familiar.
Then it twigged.
Eden General.
I started there a little while ago as a nurse.
I haven't worked there in months.
I know.
You quit.
And I totally get why.
I can't stand by and watch someone suffer.
And obviously, you can't either.
I know you helped Betty Lisko die.
I know who you really are.
No, you don't.
Because if you did, you'd know I would never help someone who wasn't ready to die.
(TENSE MUSIC) (ENGINE STARTING) (CROW CAWING) What happened with Robert? - He's still with us.
Clearly.
- Why? Oh, we have a system.
No, Mary does the deaths.
She's the one with the bedside manner who absorbs their pain and puts it in a little box to live like a ticking time bomb inside her.
It's how we've always operated.
Okay.
So then, where is Mary? Your guess is as good as mine.
- She's not answering her phone.
- Well, something must be wrong.
Mary wouldn't just leave.
She wouldn't just miss Robert's death.
Mary, Mary, Mary.
Everyone's so concerned with Mary.
Have we all forgotten, this entire place was my idea? Robert didn't want you, did he? He wanted Mary, not you.
He choked.
He blew out his stupid candle.
I'm gonna go find Mary.
(FAST-PACED MUSIC) (DOOR OPENING) - (DOOR CLOSING) - NICOLE: Is anybody home? Hey, babe.
What are you doing in here all alone and quiet? It's a little bit creepy.
What do you think happens when you die? You're just sitting in here, alone, thinking about death? - Any particular reason? - Not really.
It's just something that's been on my mind lately.
You really are your mother's daughter.
- What? - Nothing.
What do you think happens? You get burned in a fire.
You mean cremated? Yeah, sometimes that happens.
But that's completely your choice.
And that is just your body.
I mean, who you are, your spirit that's long gone by then.
Gone where though? Well, that's the big mystery.
I mean People believe lots of different things.
It's kind of the basis for religion.
So, Christians believe in heaven.
I mean, you know that one.
I was into Buddhism for a little while, and they believe that when you die, your spirit comes back to life but in a different physical form.
What do you believe now? I (SOFT MUSIC) I don't know.
- (DISTANT SIREN BLARING) - So, she works at the hospital? Her name is Francis Thorp.
I think she may be in the home care unit.
There's a Francis in the ICU.
- She is new.
Four months, maybe? - Well, that must be her.
But an ICU nurse visiting a patient at home? Is that normal? Well, I don't do that.
But I'm dead inside, so Do you know a patient named Dorothy Rosemond? Yeah, I know Dorothy.
Pancreatic cancer, definitely terminal.
Why? I went to see her today with Francis.
Francis showed up at Joys.
It was the only way to get her out of there.
Please tell me you didn't do anything.
Of course not! Annie! No.
But Francis wanted me to.
Annie, she saw me kill Gail.
Shit.
(SOFT MUSIC) (WIND WHISTLING) (INSECTS CHIRPING) It's a beautiful spot.
It is.
I couldn't think of a nicer place to die.
What do you have, if you don't mind me asking? Colon cancer.
Very undignified.
- What about you? - It's not for me.
I'm checking the place out for my mother.
Oh, well Glad for you, sorry for her.
Do you like it here? I do.
Very much.
What about the staff, the doctors.
Do you like them? There's only one real doctor here, but she's quite remarkable.
Never met anyone like her.
- Dr.
Harris.
- You know her? Well, then I don't have to tell you.
I feel like if I can choose to go with Dr.
Harris beside me, holding my hand Then, I think I might be able to bear it.
(WIND GUSTING) (GRUNTING) - Oh, my God.
- All right.
What kind of shady business are you running here, Bennett? I happened to notice that Robert is still with us.
Oh, does that inconvenience you? I'm so sorry about that.
I do apologize.
What's wrong? Oh, come on Is it girl problems? Well, I don't understand why everyone is so obsessed with bedside manner.
Do you know what I went to school for? Medicine.
Science.
Do you know who goes to school to learn how to coddle? Babysitters.
Okay.
Let it out.
I mean, you don't go to school for babysitting, but I get you.
Everything right now is about connecting.
If you want to the measure of a man, count his friends.
- Blah, blah.
- Boring.
Right? There are plenty of exceptionally contributing people with problematic personalities.
- Like you.
- Exactly.
Wait.
What? You think I have a a problematic personality? I thought that's what you were saying.
I'm just trying to help people.
(SOFT MUSIC) If you are interested in making dreams come true, I can help.
- I made a bucket list.
- Oh, good God.
(CHUCKLING) Now, I've got the perfect thing that we can do.
Tonight.
It's free.
All we need are two bodies and an open mind.
- (WATER RUNNING) - Jess? Hi.
What are you doing here? Are you all right? Is the baby all right? Are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
Why? Well, you disappeared today and you didn't let anybody know.
I wasn't feeling well.
Where are the girls? I fed them, and I sent them to their rooms to do their homework.
You know, just regular mom stuff.
I really don't need this right now.
It was Robert's day today.
- And you didn't show.
- Oh, shit.
And Robert wouldn't go through with it without you.
I'm sorry.
I'll talk to Robert.
I'll explain.
You do know the people are depending on you? Me, Des, your patients.
Oh, and your kids.
I said I was sorry, Nicole! I'm doing what I can here, all right? I'm working at Joys, I'm managing the girls on my own, I'm having a baby in four months - by myself.
- Whose choice was that? What? You think you handle everything on your own because that's just how you roll.
You've always rolled like that.
Mary knows best.
Mary decides things.
Do you ever just stop to think about all the people that you're hurting along the way? - Ready? Okay.
- Yeah.
- And - Come on! Okay.
- (GASPING) - Oh! (LAUGHING) Are you okay? (LAUGHING) It was supposed be my face! I tried.
I missed.
- (LAUGHING) - (COUGHING) - I can't What? - Are you okay? What? (LAUGHING) It's the first time I punch someone and then I'm the one who bleeds! Oh, my God! (BOTH LAUGHING) I can't! - What is this? - Oh, it's clean, I swear! Oh God.
(KNOCKING) (SOMBER MUSIC) Ben.
What are you doing here? We need to talk.
How did you find out? It doesn't matter.
Is it mine? Yeah.
(SIGHING) Were you ever gonna tell me? I didn't know what you'd think.
I figured after the way we left things, you - you would never want to see me again.
- Don't put this on me.
It isn't about what I want.
Obviously, it's about you.
That's not fair.
You made it clear how you felt.
No, I made it clear I was doing my job.
You really think you got this all figured out, don't you, Mary? What's best for me, what's best for that baby Especially what's best for your patients, right? What does that mean? Joys your whole new operation.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Stop, Mary! Please, can you just just stop lying.
Can you do that? Can you just stop investigating me? Christ.
You know what? It's not me you gotta worry about anymore.
I'm done, Mary.
I'm out.
I'm off the force.
But there's this new detective, and he's smart.
He's eager.
And he knows about you.
About the hospice.
Are you threatening me or are you trying to protect me? Honestly? I don't even know anymore.
(TENSE MUSIC) Why? Why did you decide to keep it? Because it's yours.
Robert.
Robert? Robert? You out here? (SOFT MUSIC) Robert? Robert? Lucy? What are you doing here? - Um I - You haven't seen Robert, have you? He's not his room and he's No (DES SIGHING) Nicole! - Nicole! - Robert! - Listen! I - What?! Because unless you tell me you're a sleepwalker, there's really nothing you can say.
Sleeping with a patient! Do you know how pathetic that is? She is vulnerable and stuck here and you're the only man around here without open sores.
That's a real conquest there, Des.
- Robert! - No, you don't understand! It's not like that! (HEAVY BREATHING) Just just call Mary again.
Okay? Just Why is she not answering her phone? Hi.
- What's going on? - Robert's dead.
He froze to death.
So yeah, that's what's going on.
Oh, my God You need to sign off on this.
I can't.
He didn't die from his disease.
I can't sign off on it.
We have to call the coroner.
We're all gonna to go to jail! - I'm going to go to jail.
- He had terminal agitation.
Nicole, calm down.
We'll figure it out.
Oh, are you gonna to be there for that to happen, or you just are you just gonna take off and hope no more patients wander into the woods and die alone? Yeah, All right! Let's just all take a breath, all right? Oh Des, hi.
Are you the voice of reason right now? Where was all that reason when you decided to sleep with a patient? Lucy.
How did that even happen? Says the woman who's having a baby with a man she slept with when she thought he was a patient.
Okay.
Not judging.
We've really made a mess of things, haven't we? (DOOR OPENING) Last one to the kitchen has to start dinner! You're the worst! (DISTANT CLANKING) - (TENSE MUSIC) - Hey! Jess! (HEAVY BREATHING) Shit.
Shit! Naomi! Naomi, okay! (BIRD CALLING) Without you, Jess - Whoa okay - I don't have anybody.
What are you doing? What are you talking about? You can't just ignore me.
Jess, I swear to God, I will fling myself off his balcony.
Wait! Don't, don't! Stop, stop, stop! No! Get down! (LAUGHING) Oh, my God! You should've seen the look on your face.
- That's not funny.
- I'm sorry.
Was it too much? - Yes.
- Okay.
Jess, I'm sorry.
- No! - Okay, Jess.
Jess, I'm sorry.
Jess, I'm It's just I really missed you.
We're still friends, okay? You've gotta stop this.
You've gotta stop being crazy! - (SNIFFLING) - I can try.
(SOMBER MUSIC) (BIRDS CHIRPING) You know, I I really am sorry about Robert.
He didn't want anything.
Except not to be alone.
Well, none of us really do.
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC) Cambie, can you set the table, please? Naomi.
Hiya, Dr.
Harris.
Did you miss me? I didn't realize you two were hanging out again.
Um, can Naomi stay for dinner? Her mom's been away on a case.
- So - I love pasta.
Okay.
Cambie, set for one more.
Mom (KNOCKING) - (DOORBELL RINGING) - Get upstairs.
Go.
Now! (KNOCKING) (DOORBELL RINGING) (HEAVY BREATHING) (KNOCKING) (DOOR OPENING) Mary Harris? - Yes.
- I'm here about your daughter.
You set Heather's car on fire! Mom.
Mom, I'm so sorry! What the hell were you thinking, pulling a stunt like that? Mom, it was a stupid, it was a prank.
A stupid, reckless thing to do! You're lucky Heather isn't pressing charges.
And you're gonna pay back every cent it's costing me to fix her car.
It wasn't her fault.
It was a complete accident.
And I swear, Dr.
Harris You two are hanging out again and this happens? Naomi, go home.
Now! You're grounded.
And I don't want to see that girl in my house ever again! It's not her fault! Okay? Heather dumped me because of what you do for a living, and she was just trying to have a little bit of fun Don't try to turn this around, Jess! This isn't about me.
This is all you.
These are the choices you made! (SOFT MUSIC) - Mom? - (CRYING) (MARY SIGHING HEAVILY) Oh, my God Don't be like me.
Okay? Whatever you do, just don't be like me.
I don't understand.
I thought they were here for me, Jess.
(CRYING) (DOOR CLOSING) - (SIGHING) - Hey.
Want a smoke? No, I'm good.
I'm good, I'm good.
I never really had a taste for it.
So I checked out the hospice.
Oh, yeah? Did you go inside or what? I walked around the property.
Spoke to a patient.
Asked about Mary.
- And, okay? - And it's legit, man.
What do you mean? - Like, are you sure? - Yeah.
This guy I spoke to, - man, he was a talker.
- Mm-hmm.
Trust me.
If he was there to be killed, he would've said.
But what if he was lying to you, like trying to protect her? Oh, come on, man.
I've been doing this a long time.
I know when someone's lying and this guy, he wasn't.
I'm sorry, man, but there's nothing.
Hmm.
(TRUCK HONKING) Shit! You know, I thought I had myself a serial killer.
(SIGHING) - (SIGHING) - (CAR DOOR CLOSING) (OMINOUS MUSIC) (DISTANT TV PLAYING) (SPOON CLINKING IN TEACUP) I just couldn't handle the idea of you alone after yesterday.
I felt awful.
Thank you.
Believe me, I had no idea it would go like that.
Mm.
I'm fine.
It was just an odd conversation to have, that's all.
But I found it rather illuminating Like I said, Mary and I both believe that people shouldn't have to suffer 'til the end.
And I stand by that.
But the truth is And this comes from years, Dorothy.
Years of experience.
People get far too sentimental when it comes to death.
They don't always know what's best for them.
(SOFT WHIMPER) But that's what I'm here for.
(SIGHING) Watch an all new Mary Kills People, next Sunday on Global.
Gail Rahimi, 42.
Sickle cell disease.
I thought you might need my phone.
I'm a nurse.
We were here together the whole time.
- And you are? - Mary Harris.
I used to work at Eden General.
- Now, I work in hospice.
- Name of the hospice? - Joys.
- I admitted a new patient yesterday.
- You must be - Lucy.
- Desmond.
- Jesus, Jess.
What happened? - Heather dumped me.
- To forget her - you have to - Destroy her! - Run, dummy! You gotta run! - We get a 911 last night.
Guess who's on the scene? Dr.
Mary Harris.
The angel of death herself.
She's pregnant.
Five months, maybe.
(SOFT MUSIC) Living the dream, right? A big, beautiful, murderous deathy dream.
Unless, of course, the cops show up.
Des, it's been a week.
We haven't heard anything.
Well, I guess we live to fight another day then.
(WOMAN GIGGLING) There's something very liberating about just lying back and waving your arms and legs around, forgetting everything except the cold air on your skin.
Leaving your mark.
At least until the snow falls again.
I must say, that's one of our stranger last requests.
- Are you comfortable? - Perfection.
I mean, apart from the cancer.
(SOFT MUSIC) It smells like fresh baked bread and a hint of limestone.
Sounds like you know your champagne.
I've had a few of these in my day.
Time for my dying wish.
Your baby.
Who's the father? Did you love him at least? Now, now, Martha, I'm starting to think you're stalling.
- Are you having second thoughts? - Not at all.
The beauty of how I lived my life I made my own choices all the way through.
I I travelled.
I slept with a thousand men.
I did whatever I wanted.
And I'm getting to do this my way too.
It was the fullest life in the world.
(WOMAN HARMONIZING) (WIND WHISTLING) Mary Kills People 3x02 Girl Problems (BIRD CHIRPING) (PENSIVE MUSIC) MARY: So, what were you doing out there? Nothing like a brisk outing in the wintry dawn to wake up the bone tired body.
Are you having trouble sleeping? I can sleep just fine if I'd let myself.
What's stopping you? Death is a sneaky bugger.
I don't want him to ambush me in my sleep.
I want to decide, die with my boots on.
You want to control it? I used to be terrified of death when I was kid.
It kept me up at night too.
The scariest thing was that nobody ever really talked about it.
Is that why you became a doctor? I learned that there are things that you can do to prolong life.
But sometimes, there's nothing you can do except Grab it before it grabs you.
Though sometimes, I wish I could just start all over again.
Be a boy.
See my mother.
Maybe you do.
Only you would use your free period to actually study.
- You nerd.
- Yeah.
Well, I actually want to go to college, so studying seems like a step in the right direction.
The future is overrated.
What's that supposed to mean? Do you ever feel crazy? Uh Yeah, sometimes.
Do you? Sometimes, I want to have sex with myself and then other times, I wanna slit my own throat, so Yeah, that's pretty crazy.
Why don't we ditch school and do something fun? Hm? Oh man, you've been blowing me off all week.
We can go to my house.
You can work there.
You can use my mom's office.
She's not back yet.
Yeah, right.
You'd probably set my books on fire.
(SCHOOL BELL SOUNDING) I just really gotta finish this.
- We can hang out later.
- When? I don't know.
Um This weekend.
So I read your report.
- And? - And I gotta say, man, I can't see what you're seeing.
It says the victim died of an insulin overdose, right? Insulin.
That's never been Mary's MO.
Yeah, forget the insulin.
It's bigger than that.
Because Mary said that she was there to consult the victim on hospice care, yeah? So, I got to thinking, like, what if What if this hospice, this Joys is a cover? Like a way for Mary to meet patients? Maybe.
But what if she found a place where she can get a bunch of terminal patients together kill them, and no one would ever find out? Hmm? Mary's a smart woman.
She would never take a risk like that.
Maybe not.
But if she was running some kind of death factory up there this could be huge.
Right? Come on, this could be front page Yeah, man.
A real career-maker.
Absolutely.
Did you tell anyone else about this? No.
No, no, no.
Not yet, because the whole Harris case is - It's a bit of a - A bit of a what? Come on, say it.
What, an embarrassment to the whole department? I got played by a couple of women and a carwash, - is that what they're all saying? - No Look, man, it's gonna take a hell of a lot more than your theory to get them to reopen this case.
I know.
I'll take a look off the record.
If I find anything, I will let you know.
And vice versa, okay? (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) I think we need to do Robert today.
I found him wandering around the property this morning.
Terminal agitation.
Which means the end is nigh.
He's afraid he's going to die and his sleep before we get to him.
Not on my watch.
- This afternoon, then? - Yeah.
- Okay.
I'll set it up.
- I kind of love Robert.
(SWISHING) I'm gonna miss having morning tea with him.
Oh, my God! When do I get as callused-over as you two? - It's always hard.
- A little bit over another month.
Well, Robert deserves a monarch butterfly.
A classic, like him.
- (SOFT MUSIC) - I'm going to go take a walk.
Clear my head a bit.
Dr.
Harris! Hi! - Quite a place you got up here! - Can I help you? We need to talk.
Can we go inside? - No, I'm afraid not.
- Seriously? It's freezing.
- I know.
I'm working.
I'm sorry.
- That's actually why I'm here.
I need your help.
I have a patient.
Her name is Dorothy Rosemond, and she's dying.
She needs help, so I thought of you.
Your hospice, I mean, Joys.
Oh, we're actually full at the moment, but I can let you know when we have an opening.
Mary, please.
I care about this woman a lot.
She's like a mother to me.
I told you, we don't have room.
Please, just come and meet her.
I know you care about your patients as much as I do.
I know you're gonna want to help her.
That's why I covered for you with the cops.
"Covered for me?" How I said I was with you the whole time you were with Gail.
I know the cops get weird about that kind of stuff.
- Your patient, where is she? - Amazing! Thank you so much, Mary! Oh, is it okay if I call you Mary? I have a feeling you and I are gonna be friends.
Diamond Flush! Are you sure that's not a horseshoe in your colon? If only.
(LAUGHING) Bob.
Can I have a word? Uh actually, I prefer Robert.
Never really felt like a Bob.
Didn't think I could pull it off, I guess.
Okay.
Robert, I need to speak with you.
Uh-huh.
Ahem.
Privately.
Rude.
Your room? (SIGHING) So, Robert, I've spoken with Dr.
Harris.
And we've decided that today is your day.
To pop your clogs, as they say.
Oh All right, then.
Not the most most pleasant way to describe it, but I get the drift.
Great.
So, there's the medical part, pentobarbital injected into a beverage of your choice, which is handled by Dr.
Harris and well, I handle the other parts.
The ceremonial parts: a last meal, a song to play you off into the great unknown, you know, that sort of thing.
Well, I Goodness.
I really don't (GROANING) - Let me think.
- Well - What kind of music do you like? - Hmm? Oh, uh Not really a fan.
- Of music? - Never really like the stuff.
- (SIGHING) - Last meal? Let's see Oh, I've always loved a hearty loaf of bread.
- Come on, really? - Right, no, no, no.
No, no, bread sounds good.
Bread is Biblical.
I'm not interrupting, am I? Well, we did leave the common room for a reason.
I thought maybe you two were getting naked.
- Nothing that exciting, I'm afraid.
- Actually, Lucy, I'm I'm glad you're here.
I'm trying to decide how to spend my last moments on earth.
I'm starting to think that neither of you understand the notion of a closed door conversation.
We're all here for the same reason.
Maybe she can help.
Yeah.
I think death planner could have been my thing if I ever had a thing besides dying.
I've got it.
A single candle to extinguish upon my extinguishing.
Oh, goodness! That that sounds almost poetic.
- Inspired, even.
- Ah.
Are you sure are you sure I can't get you anything? Dottie, sit your ass down.
You're 100 and dying.
You don't have to take care of us.
- I am 80! - (BOTH CHUCKLING) You call me 100 again, and I'll wash your mouth out with bleach.
- We should kill this old bitch.
- Oh, shut up! - (BOTH LAUGHING) - Seriously, though.
That is what we are here to talk about.
Death and such.
Oh, well, that's all anyone wants to talk to me about these days.
Dr.
Harris is going to explain everything.
Yes, Dorothy.
I understand you're terminal.
- Oh, yes I am.
- How are you feeling? Like shit.
Thank you for asking.
Okay, well that's why I'm here.
I run a hospice called Joys.
And Francis thought you might be interested in hospice care as a possible option.
What? No, no.
We've talked about this.
I don't want to spend my last days playing cards with a bunch of sad sacks.
I'm sorry.
I'm confused.
Oh, no offense.
I'm sure it's lovely.
I was just being honest.
Not that anyone cares what I think.
Especially not my son, whose main concern is that I stay alive to make it to his retirement party.
(COUGHING AND GASPING) Dorothy right now, right this second, are you in pain? Oh (WHIMPERING) Then let us help you.
Dr.
Harris and I both believe that people should be able to end their own suffering.
And we can do that for you.
- Today.
- (PHONE BUZZING) Hi, it's Mary.
Leave a message.
Hello, Mary.
It's your trusty partner, Des.
I'm here with Robert.
Where the hell are you? Where is Dr.
Harris? I can't seem to reach her.
But it's okay.
Right? I think we can do this.
Here you go.
Just need to get things ready for you.
No.
Excuse me? - No.
- I was a doctor once too, Bob.
You asked me what I want when I die.
Well, here it is.
I want to be looking into Dr.
Harris's baby blues when I go.
At least she calls me Robert.
(TENSE MUSIC) Are you offering to kill me? - Is that against the law? - Yes.
That's right.
What Francis is suggesting is still not legal here.
Dorothy You own this life.
You made it what it is.
No governing body did that for you.
So, who are they to tell you what you do with that life now? You deserve peace.
Is that what you believe? Yes, it is, if that's what you want.
No, it's not.
No.
I do hate those parties, but I love the rides home.
When it's quiet and dark in the car and no one's speaking (SOFT CHUCKLING) I can just watch my sweet, tired little family lost in their thoughts.
I love those moments.
I'm not ready to give them up yet.
Well, then you live for those moments.
(SIGHING) What are you doing? You gave her false hope! Dorothy is not going to live for those moments.
She's going to lie there in agony until she can't stand it anymore.
Then, she is going to stay alive for a little bit longer, and then she is going to die.
She didn't want hospice care.
I don't know what else you want from me! I want you to end her suffering.
Like you did with Gail.
Mary I saw you do it.
You used pentobarbital.
Right? It was beautiful.
One minute she was suffering, and the next it was over.
I just wanted the same thing for Dorothy.
I don't know what you think you saw but you're mistaken.
Oh.
Am I mistaken about Betty Lisko too? What does Betty Lisko have to do with anything? When I saw you at Gail's, you seemed familiar.
Then it twigged.
Eden General.
I started there a little while ago as a nurse.
I haven't worked there in months.
I know.
You quit.
And I totally get why.
I can't stand by and watch someone suffer.
And obviously, you can't either.
I know you helped Betty Lisko die.
I know who you really are.
No, you don't.
Because if you did, you'd know I would never help someone who wasn't ready to die.
(TENSE MUSIC) (ENGINE STARTING) (CROW CAWING) What happened with Robert? - He's still with us.
Clearly.
- Why? Oh, we have a system.
No, Mary does the deaths.
She's the one with the bedside manner who absorbs their pain and puts it in a little box to live like a ticking time bomb inside her.
It's how we've always operated.
Okay.
So then, where is Mary? Your guess is as good as mine.
- She's not answering her phone.
- Well, something must be wrong.
Mary wouldn't just leave.
She wouldn't just miss Robert's death.
Mary, Mary, Mary.
Everyone's so concerned with Mary.
Have we all forgotten, this entire place was my idea? Robert didn't want you, did he? He wanted Mary, not you.
He choked.
He blew out his stupid candle.
I'm gonna go find Mary.
(FAST-PACED MUSIC) (DOOR OPENING) - (DOOR CLOSING) - NICOLE: Is anybody home? Hey, babe.
What are you doing in here all alone and quiet? It's a little bit creepy.
What do you think happens when you die? You're just sitting in here, alone, thinking about death? - Any particular reason? - Not really.
It's just something that's been on my mind lately.
You really are your mother's daughter.
- What? - Nothing.
What do you think happens? You get burned in a fire.
You mean cremated? Yeah, sometimes that happens.
But that's completely your choice.
And that is just your body.
I mean, who you are, your spirit that's long gone by then.
Gone where though? Well, that's the big mystery.
I mean People believe lots of different things.
It's kind of the basis for religion.
So, Christians believe in heaven.
I mean, you know that one.
I was into Buddhism for a little while, and they believe that when you die, your spirit comes back to life but in a different physical form.
What do you believe now? I (SOFT MUSIC) I don't know.
- (DISTANT SIREN BLARING) - So, she works at the hospital? Her name is Francis Thorp.
I think she may be in the home care unit.
There's a Francis in the ICU.
- She is new.
Four months, maybe? - Well, that must be her.
But an ICU nurse visiting a patient at home? Is that normal? Well, I don't do that.
But I'm dead inside, so Do you know a patient named Dorothy Rosemond? Yeah, I know Dorothy.
Pancreatic cancer, definitely terminal.
Why? I went to see her today with Francis.
Francis showed up at Joys.
It was the only way to get her out of there.
Please tell me you didn't do anything.
Of course not! Annie! No.
But Francis wanted me to.
Annie, she saw me kill Gail.
Shit.
(SOFT MUSIC) (WIND WHISTLING) (INSECTS CHIRPING) It's a beautiful spot.
It is.
I couldn't think of a nicer place to die.
What do you have, if you don't mind me asking? Colon cancer.
Very undignified.
- What about you? - It's not for me.
I'm checking the place out for my mother.
Oh, well Glad for you, sorry for her.
Do you like it here? I do.
Very much.
What about the staff, the doctors.
Do you like them? There's only one real doctor here, but she's quite remarkable.
Never met anyone like her.
- Dr.
Harris.
- You know her? Well, then I don't have to tell you.
I feel like if I can choose to go with Dr.
Harris beside me, holding my hand Then, I think I might be able to bear it.
(WIND GUSTING) (GRUNTING) - Oh, my God.
- All right.
What kind of shady business are you running here, Bennett? I happened to notice that Robert is still with us.
Oh, does that inconvenience you? I'm so sorry about that.
I do apologize.
What's wrong? Oh, come on Is it girl problems? Well, I don't understand why everyone is so obsessed with bedside manner.
Do you know what I went to school for? Medicine.
Science.
Do you know who goes to school to learn how to coddle? Babysitters.
Okay.
Let it out.
I mean, you don't go to school for babysitting, but I get you.
Everything right now is about connecting.
If you want to the measure of a man, count his friends.
- Blah, blah.
- Boring.
Right? There are plenty of exceptionally contributing people with problematic personalities.
- Like you.
- Exactly.
Wait.
What? You think I have a a problematic personality? I thought that's what you were saying.
I'm just trying to help people.
(SOFT MUSIC) If you are interested in making dreams come true, I can help.
- I made a bucket list.
- Oh, good God.
(CHUCKLING) Now, I've got the perfect thing that we can do.
Tonight.
It's free.
All we need are two bodies and an open mind.
- (WATER RUNNING) - Jess? Hi.
What are you doing here? Are you all right? Is the baby all right? Are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
Why? Well, you disappeared today and you didn't let anybody know.
I wasn't feeling well.
Where are the girls? I fed them, and I sent them to their rooms to do their homework.
You know, just regular mom stuff.
I really don't need this right now.
It was Robert's day today.
- And you didn't show.
- Oh, shit.
And Robert wouldn't go through with it without you.
I'm sorry.
I'll talk to Robert.
I'll explain.
You do know the people are depending on you? Me, Des, your patients.
Oh, and your kids.
I said I was sorry, Nicole! I'm doing what I can here, all right? I'm working at Joys, I'm managing the girls on my own, I'm having a baby in four months - by myself.
- Whose choice was that? What? You think you handle everything on your own because that's just how you roll.
You've always rolled like that.
Mary knows best.
Mary decides things.
Do you ever just stop to think about all the people that you're hurting along the way? - Ready? Okay.
- Yeah.
- And - Come on! Okay.
- (GASPING) - Oh! (LAUGHING) Are you okay? (LAUGHING) It was supposed be my face! I tried.
I missed.
- (LAUGHING) - (COUGHING) - I can't What? - Are you okay? What? (LAUGHING) It's the first time I punch someone and then I'm the one who bleeds! Oh, my God! (BOTH LAUGHING) I can't! - What is this? - Oh, it's clean, I swear! Oh God.
(KNOCKING) (SOMBER MUSIC) Ben.
What are you doing here? We need to talk.
How did you find out? It doesn't matter.
Is it mine? Yeah.
(SIGHING) Were you ever gonna tell me? I didn't know what you'd think.
I figured after the way we left things, you - you would never want to see me again.
- Don't put this on me.
It isn't about what I want.
Obviously, it's about you.
That's not fair.
You made it clear how you felt.
No, I made it clear I was doing my job.
You really think you got this all figured out, don't you, Mary? What's best for me, what's best for that baby Especially what's best for your patients, right? What does that mean? Joys your whole new operation.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Stop, Mary! Please, can you just just stop lying.
Can you do that? Can you just stop investigating me? Christ.
You know what? It's not me you gotta worry about anymore.
I'm done, Mary.
I'm out.
I'm off the force.
But there's this new detective, and he's smart.
He's eager.
And he knows about you.
About the hospice.
Are you threatening me or are you trying to protect me? Honestly? I don't even know anymore.
(TENSE MUSIC) Why? Why did you decide to keep it? Because it's yours.
Robert.
Robert? Robert? You out here? (SOFT MUSIC) Robert? Robert? Lucy? What are you doing here? - Um I - You haven't seen Robert, have you? He's not his room and he's No (DES SIGHING) Nicole! - Nicole! - Robert! - Listen! I - What?! Because unless you tell me you're a sleepwalker, there's really nothing you can say.
Sleeping with a patient! Do you know how pathetic that is? She is vulnerable and stuck here and you're the only man around here without open sores.
That's a real conquest there, Des.
- Robert! - No, you don't understand! It's not like that! (HEAVY BREATHING) Just just call Mary again.
Okay? Just Why is she not answering her phone? Hi.
- What's going on? - Robert's dead.
He froze to death.
So yeah, that's what's going on.
Oh, my God You need to sign off on this.
I can't.
He didn't die from his disease.
I can't sign off on it.
We have to call the coroner.
We're all gonna to go to jail! - I'm going to go to jail.
- He had terminal agitation.
Nicole, calm down.
We'll figure it out.
Oh, are you gonna to be there for that to happen, or you just are you just gonna take off and hope no more patients wander into the woods and die alone? Yeah, All right! Let's just all take a breath, all right? Oh Des, hi.
Are you the voice of reason right now? Where was all that reason when you decided to sleep with a patient? Lucy.
How did that even happen? Says the woman who's having a baby with a man she slept with when she thought he was a patient.
Okay.
Not judging.
We've really made a mess of things, haven't we? (DOOR OPENING) Last one to the kitchen has to start dinner! You're the worst! (DISTANT CLANKING) - (TENSE MUSIC) - Hey! Jess! (HEAVY BREATHING) Shit.
Shit! Naomi! Naomi, okay! (BIRD CALLING) Without you, Jess - Whoa okay - I don't have anybody.
What are you doing? What are you talking about? You can't just ignore me.
Jess, I swear to God, I will fling myself off his balcony.
Wait! Don't, don't! Stop, stop, stop! No! Get down! (LAUGHING) Oh, my God! You should've seen the look on your face.
- That's not funny.
- I'm sorry.
Was it too much? - Yes.
- Okay.
Jess, I'm sorry.
- No! - Okay, Jess.
Jess, I'm sorry.
Jess, I'm It's just I really missed you.
We're still friends, okay? You've gotta stop this.
You've gotta stop being crazy! - (SNIFFLING) - I can try.
(SOMBER MUSIC) (BIRDS CHIRPING) You know, I I really am sorry about Robert.
He didn't want anything.
Except not to be alone.
Well, none of us really do.
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC) Cambie, can you set the table, please? Naomi.
Hiya, Dr.
Harris.
Did you miss me? I didn't realize you two were hanging out again.
Um, can Naomi stay for dinner? Her mom's been away on a case.
- So - I love pasta.
Okay.
Cambie, set for one more.
Mom (KNOCKING) - (DOORBELL RINGING) - Get upstairs.
Go.
Now! (KNOCKING) (DOORBELL RINGING) (HEAVY BREATHING) (KNOCKING) (DOOR OPENING) Mary Harris? - Yes.
- I'm here about your daughter.
You set Heather's car on fire! Mom.
Mom, I'm so sorry! What the hell were you thinking, pulling a stunt like that? Mom, it was a stupid, it was a prank.
A stupid, reckless thing to do! You're lucky Heather isn't pressing charges.
And you're gonna pay back every cent it's costing me to fix her car.
It wasn't her fault.
It was a complete accident.
And I swear, Dr.
Harris You two are hanging out again and this happens? Naomi, go home.
Now! You're grounded.
And I don't want to see that girl in my house ever again! It's not her fault! Okay? Heather dumped me because of what you do for a living, and she was just trying to have a little bit of fun Don't try to turn this around, Jess! This isn't about me.
This is all you.
These are the choices you made! (SOFT MUSIC) - Mom? - (CRYING) (MARY SIGHING HEAVILY) Oh, my God Don't be like me.
Okay? Whatever you do, just don't be like me.
I don't understand.
I thought they were here for me, Jess.
(CRYING) (DOOR CLOSING) - (SIGHING) - Hey.
Want a smoke? No, I'm good.
I'm good, I'm good.
I never really had a taste for it.
So I checked out the hospice.
Oh, yeah? Did you go inside or what? I walked around the property.
Spoke to a patient.
Asked about Mary.
- And, okay? - And it's legit, man.
What do you mean? - Like, are you sure? - Yeah.
This guy I spoke to, - man, he was a talker.
- Mm-hmm.
Trust me.
If he was there to be killed, he would've said.
But what if he was lying to you, like trying to protect her? Oh, come on, man.
I've been doing this a long time.
I know when someone's lying and this guy, he wasn't.
I'm sorry, man, but there's nothing.
Hmm.
(TRUCK HONKING) Shit! You know, I thought I had myself a serial killer.
(SIGHING) - (SIGHING) - (CAR DOOR CLOSING) (OMINOUS MUSIC) (DISTANT TV PLAYING) (SPOON CLINKING IN TEACUP) I just couldn't handle the idea of you alone after yesterday.
I felt awful.
Thank you.
Believe me, I had no idea it would go like that.
Mm.
I'm fine.
It was just an odd conversation to have, that's all.
But I found it rather illuminating Like I said, Mary and I both believe that people shouldn't have to suffer 'til the end.
And I stand by that.
But the truth is And this comes from years, Dorothy.
Years of experience.
People get far too sentimental when it comes to death.
They don't always know what's best for them.
(SOFT WHIMPER) But that's what I'm here for.
(SIGHING) Watch an all new Mary Kills People, next Sunday on Global.