01x02 - Chapter 2: The Silver Doe

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Previously on A m*rder
at the End of the World...

[DARBY] Uh, look, Dad,
something crazy happened.

Andy Ronson, you know,
the king of tech,

invited me on a retreat.

Welcome. This was not an
easy group to assemble,

so the next few days are
gonna be very precious.

[MARTIN] You're Darby Hart.
Guess what I'm reading.

[WOMAN] The Silver Doe.

- A true-crime mystery.
- [APPLAUSE]

[MARTIN] You know her book is
about her road trip with Fangs, right?

- [ZIBA] You know him?
- [DARBY] A long time ago.

He just went by Bill back then.

[DARBY] I can't believe
he's at this retreat.

- [DARBY] Why'd you come?
- [BILL] I came for Lee.

Come get warm with me.

No.

Really, I need to tell you something.

[FAINT GROANING]

Bill?

[DARBY CRIES OUT]

Bill, I'm gonna go get help.

[DARBY PANTING]

[WIND WHISTLING]

♪ ♪

[WIND WHISTLING]

[PANTING]

Somebody!

[CLATTER]

- Help. I...
- Yes?

- I-I need a doctor.
- [SPEAKING ICELANDIC]

- EMT? An EMT?
- No, no, no, I need a real f*cking doctor,

- I need an ambulance.
- Uh, storm... [SPEAKS ICELANDIC]

- Uh, the storm...
- The astronaut.

Sian Cruise. Do you
know what room she's in?

Um...

Room 4. And I need you to get
us into Bill Farrah's room.

Room 11. Can you do that?

- Okay.
- Okay.

[GUARD] Okay, okay.

♪ ♪

[POUNDING AT DOOR]

[SHUDDERING] Sian,
it's-it's Bill Farrah!

Please, I need... I need a doctor!

- Sian...
- What's going on?

I don't know. I don't
know. It's Bill. He's hurt.

I think it's bad. Please, please come.

Yes.

- [ENGINE SHUTS OFF]
- [DARBY'S DAD] All right, sit tight.

♪ ♪

[PANTING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY] No.

[SIAN] One, two,

three, four, five, six, seven,

- eight, nine, ten...
- [BREATHING HEAVILY]

- [WALKIE BEEPS]
- [GUARD SPEAKING ICELANDIC]

[INDISTINCT WALKIE CHATTER]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SIAN] Come on!

- How long?
- Almost ten.

I think it's morphine.

- He needs Narcan.
- [EMT] Got it.

[SIAN] ... 15, 16...

[SIAN BREATHING RHYTHMICALLY]

One.

[PANTING]

♪ ♪

- [BIRDS CHIRPING]
- [WATER FLOWING]

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER WALKIES]

[DARBY'S DAD] Two, two and a half days.

No fluids or foam. ID?

[JOE] Leann Duffer.

Twenty-eight.

Lived out past the old high school.

Looks like su1c1de.

[OFFICER] Jesus. You brought your kid?

It's okay.

She's not hurting anything.

[SIAN] Darby.

He's gone.

♪ ♪

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[MARIUS] Good God.
I'm just being called now?

- Has anyone else been in here?
- No.

Sian. Tell me.

He didn't have a pulse when I arrived.

I tried CPR for around seven minutes.

[ANDY] And the blood?

Possible seizure caused the head injury.

Someone get Eva.

No. This isn't right.

Nothing about this is right.

- You're Bill's girlfriend?
- No.

- You were with him just now?
- No. I-I...

Do you have any knowledge
of what just happened here?

Um, I-I tried to get help.

- You realize this is a private matter.
- N-No.

He's my friend. He's my friend!

[GASPS]

- I'm...
- My fault.

My fault. Uh, my fault.

Um...

Uh...

was that going to Room 11?

I need to clean this.

Watch your step, please.

Darby.

- Yeah?
- I'm so sorry.

This is just f*cking awful.

We are contacting the
Icelandic authorities

and the embassy in Reykjavik.

You okay?

This is Todd Andrews,
my head of security.

He and his wife Eva
will take care of you

while I sort everything out.

I-I should s-stay with him.

He doesn't like to be alone.

He won't be.

[STAMMERS]

- Let's walk. Come on.
- Okay.

♪ ♪

[LOCK CHIMES]

Maybe just...

Come and sit.

Oh. You're trembling. Poor dear.

We lose our legs in moments like this.

Gravity turns on us.

Our hearts can't compensate.

[CURTAINS CLOSING]

If you need anything,
you can call on me.

- Ray?
- [RAY CHIMES] Yes, Eva.

Please set up a direct line for
Darby to reach me on my mobile.

Of course.

[WATER RUNNING]

- [WATER STOPS]
- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

The best thing for you is to sleep.

Impossible to imagine now,

but it's healing.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

♪ ♪

[SHUDDERING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[SNIFFLES]

♪ ♪

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

So sorry, kiddo.
This'll just be a moment.

It's all right. I'm not in any rush.

[HAWK CRIES IN DISTANCE]

[SOFT CHATTER]

Hey, Steve.

- How are you?
- Good to see you.

Shouldn't you be in school?

Shouldn't you?

♪ ♪

[MUFFLED THUD]

[OFFICER] It's small.

A kid, you think?

[DARBY'S DAD] Not a kid.

A teen, maybe.

No older than 30.
Can see the hyoid's not fused.

[OFFICER] Long hair
still there in spots.

A female, maybe?

Maybe not.

[DARBY'S DAD] Broad sciatic notch

indicates victim is definitely female.

[JOE] Probably a domestic.

[OFFICER] Or a transient.

- [JOE] Got money on the Vikings this weekend?
- Nah.

Zimmer's losing it.

[DARBY] Have you seen these?

[OFFICER] Seeing 'em now.

And no wallet, no ID?

Nope. Just those, Sherlock.

And a hole in her skull.

And... you don't think
it's strange that these

are the only things with her body?

Girls wear earrings.

["HELL IS ROUND THE
CORNER" BY TRICKY PLAYING]

Bag 'em.

Keep 'em with the body.

♪ Till I take further evidence ♪

♪ I seem to need a
reference to get residence ♪

♪ A reference to your
preference to say ♪

♪ I'm a good neighbor, I trudge ♪

♪ So judge me for my labor ♪

♪ Lobotomy ensures my good behavior ♪

♪ The constant struggle
ensures my insanity ♪

♪ Passing the ignorance ensures
the struggle for my family ♪

♪ We're hungry, beware of our appetite ♪

♪ Distant drums bring the
news of a k*ll tonight ♪

♪ The k*ll which I share
with my passengers ♪

♪ We take our fill ♪

- [SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
- ♪ Take our fill, take our fill. ♪

Probably someone she knew, right?

[DARBY'S DAD] Not here to speculate
about her relationships, kiddo.

[EXHALES]

Blunt force trauma to the
left side of the cranium.

Making the assailant right-handed.

And what are we saying about
the nature of the wound?

The area of contact is small,

indicating a hammer or something?

But...

I mean, there's no plug
through the cranium, so...

it's hard to tell the
shape of the w*apon.

Mm, what's that give us?

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY] I mean,
there's no soft tissue.

I don't know if she
had any other injuries.

No ID.

Which means?

Probably no justice.

Probably right.

Well... [EXHALES] ... a wound like this,

maybe it was fast.

Is it ever?

What?

Fast enough?

- Don't.
- I mean, she knew...

It's not professional.

It's just how I think.

I have the paperwork.

Can you box her remains
up and take her to storage

on your way home?

Yeah.

What about these?

- What if they...
- No ID, no case.

- In the box.
- Okay.

♪ ♪

[EXHALES]

[INSECTS TRILLING]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[COMPUTER CHIMES]

♪ ♪

[SCOFFS]

♪ ♪

[QUIETLY] f*ck.

♪ ♪

[CALL RINGING]

So the dead talk to you?

Um...

yeah.

Yeah.

What have you heard?

- [WIND WHOOSHING]
- [BIRD CALLING]

♪ ♪

[EXHALES]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MAN] Good morning, Lu Mei.

- Enjoy.
- You can just call me Martin.

[LAUGHTER]

[LU MEI] Martin Luther is
my favorite American name.

[MARTIN] That's weird. I
didn't know people had...

[OVERLAPPING CONVERSATIONS]

[LEE] I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

[LAUGHTER]

- Am I gonna like this movie?
- I hope you do.

- How did you sleep after last night's...
- [MAN] I think like a baby.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- Hot baths and cold beers.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

Apologies for the,
uh, delayed breakfast.

I wanted everyone to be here

to meet some truly awful news together.

Bill Farrah passed away last night.

- [MAN] What?
- [LU MEI] Oh, my God.

What do you mean?

It appears that he overdosed in his room

sometime after midnight.

[LOUD CLATTER]

Sian and the hotel EMT
tried to revive him,

but there was nothing they could do.

[SHARP EXHALES]

[ANDY] I've contacted the police.

They'll be here before nightfall.

They'll come and they'll
attend to everything.

- I spoke to his mother this morning.
- Oh, my God.

I just urge all of you to please, please

don't say anything to anybody

until all of his family
have been contacted.

Oh, my God. Poor boy.

We need to keep it together here.

[SOBS]

[DAVID] Rohan, it'll be okay.

I'm sorry. [CRYING]

Can we see him?

I think it's best to leave him and

let the authorities tend to the body.

- You mean to investigate?
- [LEE] Yes.

- An investigation...
- Which will undoubtedly

confirm the cause of death.

I think this group is
no stranger to the fact

that our most brilliant artistic minds

are often our most fragile.

I saw him last night.

Well, we all saw Bill last night.

No, I was at his window.

I was with him when he d*ed.

And he was scared.

Like sh*t scared.

Like he was fighting for his life.

People who take their
own lives often regret it

at the moment they realize
there's no going back.

I'm sorry, but you
didn't even know Bill.

[ANDY] I'm sorry, but I
do know about addiction.

Both my biological parents were addicts.

But it, it's...

Bill got sober years ago.

[SIAN] You said on the
plane you hadn't seen Bill

in six years.

Maybe you didn't know him anymore.

[EXHALES SHARPLY] Poor
girl. You're in shock.

I know it when I see it.

It was awful, what we saw.

[LU MEI] Somebody pour her a tea.

I think I should cancel
today's presentation.

I assume you're arranging
for our departure?

I mean, we cannot continue
here under this death knell.

It's true, Andy.

We've been robbed of somebody

that many of us cared about deeply,

and it's awful, it's tragic. And, yes,

we could all go home today,
but then we'd be quitters.

And I don't want to be
that, and I don't think

Bill would want us to be that.

Wh-What do you suggest we do?

That we just go home to our beds,

we pull the covers over our heads

given everything we're up against?

This took two years to organize.

When are we gonna get
this group of people

together in the same room?

Bill's death is the era
that we're living in.

There's f*cking death everywhere.

Mutating viruses, dwindling wilderness,

unraveling democracy.

But we don't give up. We don't quit.

I will, of course, make arrangements

for anybody who-who wants to leave,

but I think that this group still has

a lot we can achieve,
and I want to stay.

How about you, Lee?

He was your friend.

What do you think?

I think community is the only
thing we have in the face of loss.

I would like to stay.

[SIGHS]

All right, Andy, I'll stay.

Of course.

Me, too.

[PANTING]

♪ ♪

You... smug little... fucks!

[FLUSHES]

- Ms. Hart.
- Yeah, I'd like to report a messy toilet.

In the hotel?

No, in the glacier. Yeah, in the hotel.

The powder room?

Yeah, it's pretty gross.

Toilets aren't really my purview.

Um, yeah, I know.

But, I mean, the breakfast
meeting's adjourning,

and I don't know if
the other guests have

the footwear for feces like I do.

[LINE RINGING]

[WHISPERING] Come on, come
on, come on, come on, come on.

[PANEL CHIMES]

[EXHALES]

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Ray?
- [CHIMES] Yes, Darby?

What data from this
room is being stored?

Audio following a direct command

for the purposes of learning
to serve your needs better.

- Ray, disable audio-command recording.
- Done.

Privacy setting for audio in place.

Can you help me?

Of course.

Do right-handed people

usually inject themselves
into their right arm?

Rarely, if ever.

The non-dominant arm
is the injection site

at a rate of 98%.

Bingo.

What are the other common
injection sites in drug users?

- Ray?
- [CHIMES]

What are the other
common injection sites

- in drug users?
- Almost all...

99%... had injected
in the cubital fossa,

crook of the arm.

The next most popular site
was the forearm, 71%.

Other sites included the hand, 53%,

and foot, 19%.

[SOFTLY] Someone k*lled you.

Somebody k*lled you.

♪ ♪

- Ray?
- Yes, Darby?

Would a user ever inject
themselves wearing gloves?

By "user," do you mean a person
who owns or operates something,

especially a machine or computer?

Um, no, I was... Never mind.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[PANEL CHIMES]

- [CHIMES]
- [DOOR OPENS]

♪ ♪

[CLATTERING]

♪ ♪

[APPLAUSE NEARBY]

sh*t.

[DOOR SHUTS]

[MARTIN] You all are
joining us on a very sad day.

The artist Bill Farrah d*ed last night.

But I knew all you
folks were coming out,

and I didn't want to disappoint,

so here I am.

I've worked in Hollywood for a decade.

I've written stuff from
scratch, I've adapted books.

I've always worked alone.

But my latest script was a collaboration

with the new kid on the block.

And you all know who my
collaborator is, actually,

because they're in this very room.

- It's Ray.
- [CHIMES]

- How can I help you, Martin?
- [CHUCKLES]

Ray, uh, deactivate
name recognition, Ray.

Disabled.

And I know what you're
thinking, I-I get it.

You know, a-a computer, an algorithm

can't make art.

It can, but...

not good art. Not art from the soul.

Not the kind of art we need.

[MARTIN] But Ray isn't an artist.

Ray is a tool artists can use.

I'm the soul. [CHUCKLES] Look...

in my three decades on this planet,

I have watched thousands of movies.

I've read hundreds of books.

But Ray, Ray...

he's read all of Shakespeare,

Toni Morrison and Stephen King.

He's watched every
single movie ever made.

Ray is better than I'll ever be,

because Ray is better studied.

I'll give you an example.

Um, Ray, activate name
recognition, please.

- Enabled.
- Ray,

um, can you give us a, uh...

chapter of a new Harry Potter book,

written in the tone of Ernest Hemingway?

[RAY] It was a cold
day on Privet Drive.

A child cried.

Harry felt nothing.

- He was dryer than dust.
- [CHUCKLES]

He had been silent too long.

He had not felt love. He
had scarcely felt hate.

Hold on. Ray is writing this right now?

- [RAY] Yes.
- Yes.

That seems like a party trick.
I'm not sure I believe it.

[LU MEI] You will.

The future of everything
is in collaboration

with artificial intelligence.

We prefer "alternative" intelligence.

Hmm.

[MARTIN] I want to share
with you all the first few

minutes of my new film.

So please just sit forward and enjoy

the future of storytelling.

Ray, hit the lights.

You have to be literal.

Ray's not good with poetry.

Ray, turn off the lights.

♪ ♪

[MALE NARRATOR] We are
running from death.

Which means we are running from time.

Time...

- What is time?
- [DARBY SIGHS]

♪ ♪

[WHISPERING] Bill didn't k*ll himself.

[MALE NARRATOR CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[WHISPERING] Is that a hunch?

The injection was in his dominant arm.

No prints on the needle.

How do you know that?

It's my 57th crime scene.

- Are you saying you think that Bill...
- I'm saying he didn't inject himself.

Someone else did.

Probably someone in this room.

[MALE NARRATOR] This
ship was bound for...

What were you looking for?

What?

You checked in his bag.
You went through the whole room.

I think I needed to see
him with my own eyes...

[MALE NARRATOR CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

You were looking for something.

After breakfast, I felt like

an overdose seemed strange.

I was looking for signs.

Okay.

Look, my husband didn't
know Bill like we did,

and he has a lot at stake here,

so I understand his reasons
for wanting to continue.

But...

the cameras here are wireless.

They're on their own VLAN.

Footage of every door's
camera is flying invisibly

through the air, through your body,

through my body right now.

I hardly think Marius or your husband

are gonna let me have
the SSID and password.

You know my favorite part of your book?

When you used my old Mattel hack

to get into the serial k*ller's house.

Just, uh...

don't get caught.

♪ ♪

[SIGHS]

All right, so, um...

I know I need an SSID

because the cameras are
on their own network.

And, um...

If I can take it apart...

♪ ♪

[LIGHTER CLICKS OPEN]

[WIND WHOOSHING]

[BIRDS SINGING]

What are you doing? Are you, uh...

you smoking a joint?

Yeah. Helps relax me.

Makes me think differently.

Right.

Hey, I think we need a new approach.

Yeah. Like what?

Maybe we shouldn't be
looking at the dead.

Maybe we need to be
looking for the living.

I mean, we keep trying to ID
the bodies of these Jane Does

because we a name in order
to find the k*ller, but...

I don't know, what if
we find a living Jane?

A woman who fought him
off and lived to tell.

I mean, there must be
thousands of reports like that.

Hell, millions.

Yeah, but we just need one
that mentions silver jewelry.

[TEACHER] Okay, guys. Five minutes
on the quiz, then phones down.

[BILL] What if we hack police
databases in other states?

If you get caught.

All right, whoever finds the lead
first gets a prize or something.

That's not very imaginative, is it?

[BILL LAUGHS]

All right.

I already told you.

No, you didn't. I-I'm
asking about desire,

and you just keep giving me facts.

Um, I don't know,

I guess it's... it's not like I hear

the dead literally.

It's...

it's more like...

their silence enters me.

Like when you put your
hand inside a glove

and animate the fingers.

It's... like they compel me

to get them what they want.

- Uh, why are you doing it?
- [MICROWAVE BEEPS]

Uh, well, I'm not noble like you.

I just like puzzles, I guess.

Um... That's why I
like hacking, you know?

The walls of this world
always seem so f*cking high,

so impenetrable.

Like the world just has
to be this one dumb way

it was built forever ago.

But with a computer it's, uh...

I don't know, it's...

In 2010, my friend and
I found a vulnerability

in the router OS that connects
two-thirds of the Internet.

I mean, we could have
shut down over half

the world's Internet
with a single keystroke.

When have punk kids ever
had that kind of power?

You know, it's... it's crazy.

From a f*cking basement in Ohio.

[DOOR CLOSES]

On a computer I can build my
own drawbridge into anything.

Anyplace, anyone.

You still there?

Is that how you see me?

No. No, you're, uh,
you're not hackable, Darby.

A man would die trying.

I'm gonna start checking
the Missouri records.

All right.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[COMPUTER CHIMES, RINGS]

Bill?

I-I think I found
something really important.

- I sent it to you.
- Darby, it's-it's 3:00 a.m.

Yeah, please, just-just take a look.

Okay. Uh...

Oh, sh*t. What?!

- Holy f*ck.
- Yeah.

Name's Marta Diaz?

We should go talk to her in person.

Wait. Uh, how?

I'll come pick you up.
I can drive to Iowa.

Um, yeah, I've gotta,

uh, I've gotta sleep, actually.

I've got a ton of stuff to do tomorrow.

But, um, yeah, I'll call you.

[INSECTS TRILLING]

[PHONE BUZZING]

I'll be right back.

Um...

Hey. Uh, I'm helping my dad out.

[BILL] You never called me back.

Oh, yeah. Sorry, I...

That's okay. Listen, there's
something I want you to see.

Okay. Uh, can you text?

No, no, no, no, in person.

Turn on Find My Friend
so I can follow you.

You have to go now, though.

Okay.

- [INSECTS TRILLING]
- [DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE]

Where am I going?

- It's a mystery.
- [CHUCKLES]

Is this your way of
keeping me on the phone?

- You're always on your phone.
- [CHUCKLES]

- Left.
- Turn left?

- Uh-huh.
- What, here?

Uh-huh.

Right here?

Yes. Down the tracks.

I'm here. Now what?

- You'll see.
- You gotta tell me. [CHUCKLES]

[LAUGHS] Be patient.

No, it's not funny. I'm
on f*cking train tracks.

Bill?

Bill?

- Bill?
- [LINE DISCONNECTS]

f*ck.

[BUSY SIGNAL ON PHONE]

[WOMAN GASPS]

Christ almighty!

[WOMAN] I knew it.

These tracks are possessed.

No, it's a hack.

Um...

- it's Morse code.
- What the...

- [DARBY CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
- What's it say?

It says...

"Happy birthday...

Darby."

Who in the hell is Darby?

[DARBY LAUGHS]

Bill... you're a genius.

- Ray?
- [CHIMES]

Are any of the lights
in here LED smart bulbs?

The recessed ceiling light, yes.

And are all the hotel's smart
devices on the same network?

I can't answer that, Darby.

[SIGHS]

I'll take my chances.

♪ ♪

Time to spill your secrets, friend.

♪ ♪

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Bingo.

SSID.

[QUIETLY] Now I just need a password.

Password, password, password...

- Hey, Ray?
- [CHIMES]

Yes, Darby? How can I help you?

Do the numbers zero-four-
one-four-two-zero-one-seven

have any significance for Andy Ronson?

April 14, 2017.

Zoomer Anderson Ronson's birth date.

Gotcha.

[MOUTHS]

[NO AUDIO]

[DARBY] David.

[NO AUDIO]

♪ ♪

Ziba.

♪ ♪

[GASPS]

[REVERSE WARNING BEEPING OUTSIDE]

[WIND WHOOSHING]

[TRUCK IDLING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[DARBY] You can just drop me here.

- [DRIVER] Just right over here?
- Yeah.

All right, here you are.

[PHONE CHIMING]

Hey. Sure you're gonna be okay?

Uh, yeah, thanks.

[MAN PLAYING HARMONICA]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- [MAN COUGHING]
- [LAUGHING]

- [LAUGHTER]
- [HARMONICA PLAYS]

- Come on.
- Never came back.

[CHATTER CONTINUES]

[EXHALES]

- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- ♪ Wider than a mile ♪

♪ I'm crossing you in style someday ♪

♪ A dream maker ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ You heartbreaker ♪

♪ Wherever you're going ♪

♪ I'm going that way ♪

♪ Two drifters ♪

Hey.

- Hey.
- ♪ Off to see the world ♪

♪ There's such a crazy world to see ♪

♪ We're all chasing after ♪

♪ All the same ♪

♪ Chasing after our ends ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Moon river ♪

♪ Wider than a mile ♪

♪ Crossing in style someday ♪

♪ My dream maker ♪

♪ Heartbreaker ♪

♪ Wherever you're going ♪

♪ I'm going the same ♪

♪ Two drifters ♪

♪ Off to see the world ♪

- ♪ It's such a crazy world ♪
- ♪ What I see, who I become ♪

- ♪ You'll see ♪
- ♪ What I see, who I become ♪

♪ We're all chasing ♪

♪ After our ends ♪

♪ Chasing after our ends ♪

♪ Life's just around the bend ♪

♪ My friend ♪

♪ Moon river ♪

♪ And me. ♪