[production theme]
[ominous music]
[muffled screams]
[music continues]
[beeping]
[woman grunts]
[woman grunts]
[whimpers]
[cries]
[squelching]
And, bam, just like that,
Beverly Stevens was the
first victim of a serial k*ller
who would go on to
m*rder six other women.
Friends later recalled
that Beverly suspected
her new boyfriend was
dangerous, and sources say
he had the classic five traits
of a serial k*ller.
Say them with me now.
He was charming, manipulative,
narcissistic, controlling,
and had a complete
lack of empathy.
I can't help but think
that if she had used
anlf I Go Missingjournal
like this one...
you can store all of
your personal information,
pass codes for social media,
personal notes,
suspects, hair, blood, DNA
samples, fingerprints.
Beverly Stevens may not
only have saved her own life,
but the lives of six
other women as well.
[instrumental music]
"You suck."
Nice. Very clever.
[knocking on door]
Um...
I'm @SloanetheSleuth.
And remember, fear is a tool
that can save your life.
Mom...
no, you can't just
barge in when I'm live.
I didn't. I knocked.
And I asked you
to come downstairs
ten minutes ago.
So stop playing around.
I am not playing around.
- I am working.
- Okay. You live under my roof.
- You live by my rules.
- Autonomy and privacy.
Do not take that tone with me.
- I'll be right down.
- [Jessica] Oh, look at that.
There's my daughter.
[Sloane] I can't believe
it's been two years.
I'll never stop searching.
I miss you, Katie.
- You want some eggs?
- Uh, yes, please.
- Uh, three. Thank you.
- Okay.
- Good morning, sweetheart.
- Hey.
- Coffee?
- Oh, yeah.
You read my mind. Thanks.
Working on your FlickMo
this morning.
[Sloane] Yes. Okay.
So this woman, Beverly Stevens,
she was dating a guy
who ended up slicing
her open from navels...
Sloane, Sloane, Sloane, Sloane.
What? She was
practically our age.
It could happen
to any of us, really.
Okay, sweetie, tell
your aunt and your cousin
the good news.
Oh, what's that?
Uh, my sociology professor
agreed to write
the recommendation
for my graduate study program.
Oh, congratulation!
Well, all that hard work
is paying off.
So are you gonna
go and celebrate?
There's that new bar
on Robin Street.
- I hear it's the new hotspot.
- Well, I don't know about that.
- Robin Street gets rowdy.
- Don't worry about it.
Aunt Abby, Camila's textbooks
will protect her.
Oh, guys, I'm right here.
Well, maybe you could go out
with Sloane and her friends.
[scoffs] What friends?
Most of your friends are
graduating from college
- [Abby] this year, right?
- Uh, yeah. I don't know.
I kind of lost touch
when I dropped out.
Well, you know, a lot of
students take a gap year
just to get more
life experience.
Yeah, and two gap years
right in a row
- will give you plenty of that...
- Mom.
I'm just saying.
[sighs] Anyways, I watched
your FlickMo this morning.
Okay. No more talk
about m*rder*d women.
- I thought it was well-informed.
- Thank you, Camila.
Um, well, my goal is
to bring awareness
[Sloane] to the fact that
while women go missing
and get m*rder*d all the time,
we can do
something to prevent it.
Oh, what's that?
I call it the
If I Go Missingjournal.
[Sloane] Uh, there are journals
that you fill out
that make it
super easy to collect
and store key information
like fingerprints, DNA samples,
like your hair, your blood...
- Your blood?
- Yeah. Yeah.
So that police and loved ones
have the tools they need
to-to find you.
What are all these
blank pages for?
To profile suspects. People
you think could be dangerous.
This is morbid, Sloane.
Well, it saves lives.
[Sloane] I'm going to make
a real difference with these.
I'll get a million followers.
Really spread
the word, you know?
Well, I'm gonna
be late for class.
- Coming, Sloane?
- Yeah, let's roll.
- [sighs]
- You barely ate.
- Bye, mom. Bye, Aunt Jessica.
- Bye, ladies.
- Sloane, drive safe, please.
- Mmm.
- Now she wants me to be safe.
- Deep breath.
Wow, your mom really had it
out for me this morning.
Well, your mom literally just
told me to get a life.
[laughs] She did
say that, didn't she?
Yeah.
Wow, that's fast.
I mean, it couldn't
stay empty forever.
Pauline Adams only died
16 days ago.
- Now, someone new is moving in.
- Why are you counting?
I don't know, she was
a perfectly healthy woman
who died a sudden tragic death.
I thought she fell down
the stairs. [chuckles]
A likely story.
All this m*rder stuff
just really freaks me out.
Because of Katie?
Well, yeah, she's
practically family.
My best friend was
brutally m*rder*d,
and police still haven't
found the monster who did it.
I mean, the b*stard
sprinkled her body parts.
- Sloane, Sloane, please.
- I'm just saying.
Itshouldmake you uncomfortable.
Have you thought more about
going back to school?
Uh, no, I don't even know
what I'd take anymore.
Well, with your head for crime,
you could go into
law enforcement.
[scoffs] No, thank you.
Or forensics.
You could make
a really big difference.
Iammaking a difference.
You're right. I'm sorry.
I will even watch your FlickMo.
And you can quiz me on it.
You actually want to be quizzed?
Uh, guilty.
- [laughs]
- You're such a nerd.
- I am, and I'm flattered.
- [car starts]
[Amanda] Couples yoga
retreat. Ugh!
Namaste. I need a retreat
right now, but I can't.
Oh, oh, that's so cute.
I know they opened up the place,
- like right next door.
- [gasps]
I want to go, except
I'm not a couple.
But one day. One day,
you guys. Have a great one.
[laughs]
Okay. Yes.
[music over stereo]
Go away.
What do you think of that one?
- No, I'm not playing.
- Oh, come on, I'm bored.
Please.
[indistinct chatter]
Okay.
Lives with her mom,
works in the custodial arts.
- Not a m*rder*r, though.
- Mm. What about him?
Mmm, uses his hands
to k*ll small animals.
- Could escalate at any moment.
- Oh.
What about Mr. Hat
and Pink Coat?
Furries. Oh, they're into
all sorts of furry sex.
- Look at that fursona!
- Oh! Ew, oh, my God.
I still think Nathan's our guy.
Yep, he's got m*rder written
all over his murdery face.
[Sloane] Nathan's harmless.
[Amanda] You always say that,
but, like, how can
you be so sure?
[Sloane] He was Katie's
step brother.
Yeah, and the whole town
still thinks,
- like he k*ller her.
- Okay, that's enough.
Stop. Leave him alone.
[upbeat song over stereo]
Somebody's touchy today.
You just stock the coffee cups
or something, would you?
Whoa!
[instrumental music]
Hi. I like your scarf.
Oh, thank you.
My aunt actually
gave it to me as a gift
and she passed recently,
so it's a bit sentimental.
Aww!
- Died!
- Amanda, coffee cups.
- I...
- Yeah.
[laughs] Try the dark roast.
I saw you leave your house
this morning.
Sorry. I'm your new neighbor.
I moved in across the street.
Oh, you're the guy who moved
into Pauline Adams house.
Yeah, she's my aunt.
She left the house to me.
- Hm.
- I'm Elliott, by the way.
And you're "Reading go away."
- Yeah. Uh, no. Sloane.
- Sloane.
You know what? I think I'll
try that dark roast, Sloane.
- Yeah, sure.
- Room for cream.
[song over stereo]
Sorry about your aunt.
Thank you.
Moved into her house
pretty quick.
Yeah, turns out I got
a great job in the area,
- so it all kinda worked out.
- Ah, it's convenient.
No, it's preparedness
meets opportunity.
Were you two close?
[grim music]
You could say that.
I've just never seen you
around before, so...
Well, she mostly
visited us in Cleveland,
but I did visit for
the summer about two years ago.
You must be sad that she's gone.
I think I'll take my coffee now.
What if I'm not done
asking questions?
I think you are.
- Everything cool?
- Yeah.
Just getting to
know the neighbors.
- Mm.
- What do I owe you?
What do you know? New customers
get a free cup of Joe.
- No.
- I insist.
Please come again.
- Not a thing.
- Thank you.
Oh. Amanda.
I'm Amanda. [chuckles]
[mellow song over stereo]
Oh, I got it. I got it.
Ah, thanks.
That's really nice of you.
Seriously, Sloane,
you almost scared him away
with your Spanish imposition.
Inquisition. And
you should have seen him.
He was making power moves.
Are you sure
he wasn't just flirting?
No, no, no, no.
He was trying
to exert dominance.
The average serial k*ller
exhibits five main traits.
Charming, narcissistic,
manipulative, controlling...
And lacks empathy.
Yeah, I heard you say it
a zillion times before.
Yes, and that guy just
takes all five bucks and...
Please. He's way too hot
to be a serial k*ller.
[Sloane] That's what
they said about Ted Bundy.
[sighs] You ruin everything.
[song continues]
Of a drama queen
[grim music]
[woman crying]
Let me out of here! Let me out!
No, no! No,
please, don't hurt me!
Please, release me!
[whimpers]
Please, please, please, please!
Please!
Please!
[woman cries]
Help me!
And for you, you're cheating.
[Jessica] I'm not cheating.
That wasn't cheating.
[Abby] You're there.
[Jessica] Fine, I'm a cheat.
- Hi, sweetie. How was school?
- Hey.
If I learned one more thing,
I think my head will explode.
Well, can you please
give me the answers?
Because I'm done suffering
through game night alone.
[Jessica] Oh, hey. I met the
new neighbor this afternoon.
- Elliott?
- Yes. I brought him a lasagna.
- He's Pauline Adam's nephew.
- Was her nephew.
- And I met him this morning.
- What, you did?
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
- Your mom thinks he's cute.
- Cute...
No, no, mom. I get
a bad feeling about him.
You get a bad feeling
about everybody.
[Jessica] You know what?
You two girls should go over
there and say hello.
- Mom, please. Ew!
- What?
[Jessica] He moved
back into town.
Now he lives in that big house
all by himself.
It's so lonely.
So Pauline Adams didn't have
any other living relatives?
I don't, I don't know.
Which means
his family is all dead.
- [Abby] Sloane...
- What?
[chuckles] And she
dies super suddenly,
and you don't find
that a little suspicious?
No offense, but you think
everybody's suspicious.
Okay, well, I thought
he was very charming.
Yeah, yeah, charming...
- controlling, narcissistic.
- Okay, Sloane...
What? Do you not watch
any of the crime profile
vids I send you?
- Oh, you do send me too many.
- I sent you one.
I think those journals are
making you paranoid.
I'm saving lives with them.
What are you doing, Aunt Abby?
Taking advantage of my mom?
[mellow song over stereo]
Excuse me?
Sloane! That's enough.
Sloane just really cares
about everyone's safety.
I think it's admirable.
I don't believe
in my lucky day
- There. I know.
- Ew!
- It's fine. It's fine.
- Why does it seem so stuffy?
- We're fine.
- Okay.
Are any pages of your journals
dedicated to Nathan?
No, of course not.
Hi, Nathan.
[Camila] Okay, I get that
he's Katie's brother,
but you have to admit
he's still strange.
I mean, he's always sitting
there just watching.
I know, but think about it,
in less than two years,
his step sister gets m*rder*d,
then his parents leave town.
He just lives
by himself in that house
[Sloane] with that little dog.
Must be lonely.
That doesn't make him a k*ller.
[machine whirring]
- That guy on the other hand...
- [chuckles]
[whirring]
[birds chirping]
What-what are you doing?
I'm waving to our cute neighbor.
- Not cute. You don't know him.
- So?
Being friendly is how you
get to know someone.
It's also how you get m*rder*d.
[instrumental music]
[door closes]
[whirring]
- Boo!
- Oh, oh, my God.
[laughing]
- You're so creepy.
- [laughs]
So did you fill out
your journal yet?
Sloane, please. I'm drowning
in homework right now.
It's okay. I'll help you.
No, actually... [sighs]
I actually don't want to.
Why? [chuckles]
Why wouldn't you want to take
all the precautions necessary...
Sloane, I think that you're
getting a little too intense
on all of these things.
I'm working to prevent
senseless violence, so...
I don't know if it's good
for your mental health.
- I'm perfectly healthy...
- Or mine.
I already told you that
all of this true crime stuff
really freaks me out,
and those journals,
it's just like it's inviting
something bad to happen somehow.
You know what's not healthy?
Pretending that
violence doesn't exist
when it's all around you.
Sloane, I-I get that
that's how you feel
- after what happened to Katie.
- Yeah.
What happened to Katie is that
she never should
have gotten k*lled
and her m*rder*r
is still out there.
- Okay...
- She was my best friend.
And every day I wonder if
she'd had a journal like this
then the cops probably
would have found her in time.
But you don't know that.
[somber music]
Camila, I lost Katie.
And I don't wanna lose you too.
- So...
- Sloane, no.
[door slams]
[thuds]
[low thud]
[grim music]
[insects chirping]
[Elliott] But, uh...
it's okay.
[indistinct chatter]
[music continues]
[birds chirping]
[sighs]
- Hi!
- Oh! Oh, my gosh.
- Sorry.
- Did I frighten you?
Oh, yeah. I, um, I just
didn't see you coming up.
I wanted to return this.
Your mom makes a mean lasagna.
Uh, my aunt, actually.
- You're a student?
- Um, yeah.
In college over in West State.
[door opens]
[chuckles]
I don't think your sister
likes me that much.
Oh, cousin.
And she's just protective.
- Um, I should...
- Well, uh...
Thank your aunt for me.
See you around.
- [sighs]
- You're judging.
I'm just curious.
What did you two
have to talk about?
Nothing.
I just told him where
I went to school, that's it.
Be careful around him.
No, Sloane,
you need to be careful.
You're pointing fingers at a guy
you've barely said
three words to.
You're defending him.
What's that about?
Okay, can we just go, please?
I don't want to be
late for class.
- Of course you don't.
- Okay.
[mumbling]
Thank you.
Oh, baby, let's get
lost tonight
Throwing the bad vibes out
And then I will
stay the night
- Check it out.
- What, what? What?
Nathan's gonna
make a move on Paige.
- Well, maybe I should stop him.
- Don't you dare.
[mellow song over stereo]
[indistinct chatter]
Hi.
Uh, can I help you?
I was wondering if
maybe you wanted to
[Nathan] see a movie sometime.
There's a great
Kung Fu double feature
at the Odeon this weekend.
I'm good. Thanks.
[mellow song over stereo]
How come?
Sorry.
How come you don't want to
see a movie with me?
Well, for starters,
you asked me to see
two movies, not one.
Um, so that's a bit much.
And you're also
just not my type.
And what's your type?
I don't know. Normal people.
People who don't come in here
and stare at everyone
like a creepoid.
- Ouch!
- That was uncalled for.
You think I'm a creep?
Well, yeah.
Not to mention...
You know what? Never mind.
No, go ahead. Say it.
Just that everybody here thinks
that you k*lled
your step sister.
[grim music]
Those are just rumors.
Well, either way,
I don't really feel like
getting m*rder*d anytime soon.
But, thanks.
No offense, by the way.
- What the hell?
- Whoa! Hey. Hey.
Is there a problem here?
It's got nothing to do with you.
I said, is there a problem here?
Okay, okay, that's enough.
Okay, stop. Party's over.
Stop, stop, stop.
God. Hey, Nathan,
back to your chair.
Elliott, counter.
Amanda, stop recording.
- I'm not...
- What are you doing? God.
- Paige, are you okay?
- Yeah.
Okay. God.
[indistinct chatter]
Thanks for coming
to my rescue again.
Yeah, no problem.
God, what a weirdo.
Okay, leave him alone.
[mellow song over stereo]
Okay.
Can I buy you a coffee
this time, please?
It's cool, I got it.
Hey, Sloane. Can I get
a large coffee, please?
- Room for cream.
- To go?
To stay.
[indistinct chatter]
- Care if I join you?
- Of course not.
- She's not wasting any time.
- Neither is he.
He was just flirting
with Camila this morning.
What's he see in her?
She's so, like, book wormy.
Take out the trash, would you?
[mumbling]
[mellow song over stereo]
[Amanda screams]
[clinking]
[grim music]
[screams]
Remember that severed
foot we found
outside Crown and Press
yesterday? Yeah.
It was positively identified
to match other body parts
found around the area
and belong to none other
then Diana Herrington,
who is now presumed dead.
Diana was reported missing
by her family last Thursday.
She was 25 years old.
And police are telling us
they have no suspects.
But I'm willing to bet
if Diana had
anlf I Go Missingjournal,
they wouldn't be so in the dark.
Remember, fear is a tool
that can save your life.
- [knocking on the door]
- Enter.
Hey.
How are you?
Check this out @TrueCrimeHeroes
thinks I could get
a sponsorship.
Oh, so you're, you're not upset?
About what?
Uh, yesterday you found
a dismembered body
20 feet from where you work?
Um, yeah, well, I've seen worse.
Wh-when have you seen worse?
I've done so much research
in the true crime space
I'm kind of used to it.
You know, Sloane,
it's-it's okay not to be okay.
Oh, my God!
I just hit 20,000 followers.
- Sloane.
- What?
This proves that everything
I've been doing
with the journals
is exactly right.
People need these.
So, you don't find it
triggering?
Katie has nothing to
do with this.
She has everything
to do with this.
What about the fact that her-her
k*ller's still out there?
That doesn't bother you?
Yeah, of course it bothers me.
Camila, that's what
I've been trying to tell you.
There are always
K*llers out there.
Yeah, but now that you're
broadcasting it
to 20,000 viewers...
Oh, my God, 20,500.
So if the k*ller's
one of those viewers,
they know where you work now.
Well, sounds to me
like somebody is ready to
fill out her journal.
You're obsessed.
Yeah. That's what makes me
so good at all this.
[pensive music]
[sighs]
You're not saving lives, so...
you're endangering
yours and mine.
[sighs]
[vehicle approaching]
[grim music]
[Sloane] Paige,
what are you doing?
I thought you're
supposed to be smart.
[indistinct chatter]
[music continues]
[insects chirping]
[door opens]
[Elliott] Hey, wait, wait.
Where are you going?
Relax. Hey, hey.
I'm not staying over with
another girl's toothbrush
in your bathroom...
[indistinct speech]
- Thank you.
- I'm sleeping in your bed.
[Elliott] Okay, stay in my bed.
[tense music]
Oh, love that you swoon, oh
You didn't seem at all
like-like pretender
It seem you were not
known to defend you
You didn't seem at all
like-like pretender
[knocking]
[instrumental music]
Amanda?
I'm here.
- Hello?
- Give me one sec.
- Oh, my God.
- Thanks for giving me a ride.
Car wouldn't start. No idea why.
They've had it
for three days now.
- How long can they keep it?
- Eh.
I guess till they figure out
what's wrong with it.
Hmm.
[Sloane] This place.
Do your parents pay for it?
Psst! No.
Okay, yeah. You know
how much we get paid.
True. Uh, can I use your
bathroom before we get going?
No, um, the toilet's clogged.
Better use it at the shop.
Come on, let's go back to the
scene of the trauma, shall we?
[ominous music]
Shouldn't you close your window?
Hm, I like to live dangerously.
[sirens wailing]
[upbeat music over stereo]
Can't believe they made us
come back to work so soon.
It's been two whole days.
I find it disturbing how calm
you are about all this.
Just because Diana Herrington's
foot was found here
doesn't mean
she was k*lled here.
But it does mean that her k*ller
probably graced us
with his presence
when he came to drop it off
at the dumpster, super sleuth.
- [Nathan] I can keep an eye out.
- Nathan?
[chuckles] I didn't
hear you come in.
Thought maybe you'd
feel better if I was here.
[chuckles] I don't know if I'll
ever feel that way,
but just do us a solid
and don't ask anyone else out.
- Where is Paige?
- Come to think of it.
Maybe she's freaked out
about the foot too,
like a normal person.
[rock music over stereo]
I'll be over here
if you need me.
Okay. Thanks, Nathan.
Do you want a croissant?
- [Nathan] Sure.
- Sure, I'll get you one.
Yes, thank you, Sloane,
for being so accommodating
to suspect number one.
Lay off, okay?
It is weird that Paige
isn't here though.
Again, not everyone's
super comfortable
with hanging out
at a m*rder scene.
But Paige is like
our most loyal customer.
I hope she is okay.
[grim music]
[heavy breathing]
[whimpering]
[screams]
- How much?
- More than last week.
Okay, we'll split it.
We can buy something we need.
Oh, yeah. It's...
Welcome back.
- Dark roast?
- Room for cream.
Glad you guys could
reopen so quick.
Hm. So, Elliott, when was
the last time you saw Paige?
Uh, last night.
I'm sure you know that.
[grim music]
- How was it?
- She went home early.
Hm. What do you consider early?
[laughs] I didn't
check the time.
Well, have you
spoken to her today?
- You know I haven't, actually.
- Hm.
Well, she's always here,
and today, she's not.
So... what do you
suppose that means?
Sloane, keep up
your party tricks
and we'll lose
Elliott's business.
We don't want to
lose you, Elliott.
- Thanks, Andrea.
- Amanda.
Don't worry.
Sloane doesn't bother me.
I'll be back.
[music continues]
- Did you see that?
- Oh!
- Oh!
- Oh! I'm so sorry.
It's okay. I saved it.
Careful texting and walking.
Oh, I'm-I'm not texting.
I am reading
a statistics article.
Wow. How is that?
- Um, tedious.
- Hm.
[Camila] I don't really do
numbers. They're too boring.
[clicks tongue]
You are a numbers
guy, aren't you?
- A little bit. Yeah.
- Yeah.
A research analyst. Hedge funds.
But I promise
I'm not that boring.
No, I don't think you're boring.
I think you're very exciting.
Wow. Thank you, Camila.
[chuckles]
Anyways, I hope
you enjoy your coffee.
Yes, and you too.
- I'll see you around.
- Hm.
- [sighs] Hi.
- Could you be any more obvious?
Stick to your studies.
- [scoffs]
- Amanda. Go check the bathroom.
Make sure there's
enough TP or something.
So good to be back.
[pop song over stereo]
So why'd you come?
- I came to see you.
- Hm. Did you now?
What?
I don't want you
talking to Elliott.
Okay. Do you have a crush
on him or something?
- Is-is that what this is about?
- No, Camila, listen to me.
Elliott shouldn't be trusted.
[sighs] Sloane, please.
I don't think you really
know him that well.
- You can't make these judgments.
- Okay.
Maybe you can't
see his controlling behavior
or his overt narcissism,
but news flash,
Paige is MIA and she just
went on a date with him.
Sloane, you don't get to tell me
who I can and cannot talk to.
Even if your life depends on it?
Uh, I'm actually
gonna take the bus.
[Camila] I'll-I'll
see you at home.
No, it's... Camila.
I'm so sorry,
I didn't mean it like that...
f*ck!
[whimper] Help! Please!
[Paige panting]
[screams]
[breathing heavily]
[grim music]
[screams]
[blood dripping]
[Jessica] So how was
the cafe today?
Usual.
That's horrible.
So close to home.
Speaking of horrible,
um, I saw Elliott today...
and it really cleared
some things up for me.
[Jessica] It's good, right?
Uh, get this.
[Sloane] Last night, Paige
goes to Elliott's house.
[Abby] I'm sorry. Who's Paige?
A regular at the coffee shop.
Anyway, at 12:47 a.m.,
they get into an argument.
- Okay. Why do you know this?
- I heard them.
And then I saw him
chase her out.
- He chased her?
- Yeah, to her car.
Well, today I asked
him about it.
You didn't!
Yeah, and you should
have seen him.
Oh, he hates being questioned.
- Big surprise.
- No, he wasn't upset.
But at one point,
he looks me in the eyes
and he says,
"Sloane doesn't bother me."
I don't get it.
I mean, serial K*llers always
fight for the upper hand.
No, he-he knows I'm on to him.
- And he was threatening me.
- Okay, Sloane.
No. Look, I want us all
to keep our eyes...
Camila and I are moving out
at the end of the month.
What?
- We are?
- Yeah. It's for the best.
We need to get her
on her own two feet.
No, Abby, you-you
don't have to leave yet.
[Camila] Mmm.
This is about me, isn't it?
I'm not wrong about Elliott.
It's just a matter of time
before I catch him.
And you will all know
that I was right.
Okay. Sloane?
Ugh!
Great. Thank you.
- Is this my fault?
- [Jessica] Mm, mmm-hm.
- Uh, yeah, it's not my fault.
- We can talk about this.
- It's not my fault.
- No, we can talk about it.
Just you and I. We...
[grim music]
[insects chirping]
Hi.
[Elliott] Hi.
[indistinct chatter]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[car revving]
[clicks]
[music continues]
[vehicle whirring]
Nothing?
[grim music]
[music continues]
[chill song over stereo]
[pensive music]
Two years ago,
my best friend Katie Williams
was m*rder*d.
Her k*ller still walks free.
And then one week ago,
pieces of Diana Herrington's
body turned up
outside Crown and Press.
And last Thursday,
Paige Browne went missing.
And it's been five days.
Something terrible is going on.
And I'm telling you
from the front lines
of my now officially
verified account,
thelf I Go Missingjournal
is your best line of defense.
[Elliott] Hey, uh, all right.
Yeah, be careful there...
Oh! [chuckles]
[Elliot] Careful.
Watch the step here.
[woman #1] Mm-hmm.
[indistinct chatter]
[mellow song over stereo]
- You like the music going?
- I do.
[indistinct chatter]
[car engine starts]
Hi, everyone, thank you
all so much for coming out,
taking the time out of
your busy schedules.
[Sloane] This is
really important.
We can really make a difference.
Um, I printed out a whole
bunch of these posters
and I thought we could
go around the neighborhood
and just put up as many
as we possibly can.
So I thought maybe we could
just split up into groups
and that way we can cover
as much terrain as possible.
And I also want to thank you all
for wearing your IIGM pins.
[grim music]
Um, 2-4-6.
[phone vibrates]
[mellow song]
- Hey.
- Oh. Oh, my God. Hi.
Do you have
an extra pair of glasses?
Uh, glasses. I think so.
Yeah, just like a pair
you don't wear anymore.
I think so, yeah.
- Here.
- Thank you.
- Uh, what's going on?
- Nothing.
I just want to see what
I'd look like if I wore glasses.
Uh, I think those might
hurt your eyes, though.
It's fine. Thank you.
[sighs]
[soft music]
[sighs]
[clattering]
[sighs]
So...
Sloane, if this is about Elliott
I don't wanna talk about it.
You know he's seeing
dozens of other girls, right?
You know what? I am sick
of you bringing this up.
Your nose.
What? Oh, oh, sh**t.
- Oh, my God. Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
It's just, it's so dry
in this house, and I...
It doesn't help that
I'm living in the attic
like some unwanted stepchild.
- Who said you weren't?
- [laughs]
Wait, uh...
You still have some, yeah...
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I'm gonna go take care of these.
- Yeah.
- [laughs]
[upbeat music]
[phone vibrates]
[music continues]
9:00 A.M. is perfect.
Look at Sloane's behavior.
She's not moving on from
Katie's death in a healthy way.
She just needs
a little more time.
And it's not like Camila was all
about psychology before, either.
She's not accusing our neighbors
of being serial K*llers.
Our daughters are
just different.
Yeah.
Morning.
Good morning.
I'm just gonna go.
Got to go. Gonna
be late. Camila?
[Camila] Coming.
- The glasses look good.
- Thank you.
- Bye, mom.
- Bye.
[sighs]
[upbeat song]
[door closes]
We've been in
I see you looking this way
We got our own groove
Whoa.
- I was trying something new.
- [chuckles]
Oh, you look like
old school Britney Spears
mixed with
your cousin, actually.
Exactly what I'm going for.
Greetings, Elliott.
Would you like
your habitual order?
A large dark roast, extra hot.
Not too hot.
[chuckles]
- Amanda.
- Oh! Do you want me...
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Room for cream.
- Yep.
- That'll be $3.49.
- No, no, it's on me.
[rap song over stereo]
Wait a minute.
Are you StudyGirl104?
That's a good hypothesis.
Hey, Sloane, I think I left
my textbook in your car.
[grim music]
Uh, never mind.
- Camila...
- Wait. No, no. Um...
You and I, we got off
on the wrong foot.
I would love to get to
know you better.
We should go on a study date.
I've got so much homework.
You could help me
with my dissertation...
Okay, look, look,
I'm not interested.
- What?
- You're not my type.
Please. I'm exactly your type.
I'm brunette.
I use big words. I'm studious.
[laughs] What?
We should go on a date,
you know tonight.
- I'm busy tonight.
- How about tomorrow?
I've got a date, actually.
With your cousin.
You're going out with Camila?
Yeah. Sorry.
You know, I-I also know,
like, big words.
[song continues]
- Do you?
- Yeah.
- Thanks for the coffee.
- Anytime.
[chuckles]
- Camila! Wait up.
- I don't wanna talk to you.
You're going out with Elliott?
Have you lost your mind?
You're only doing this
to get back to me...
Oh, yes, Sloane, because
everything I do
is all about you.
Why can't you see that
the guy is a psycho.
I know you like to play it,
being naive or whatever,
but this is insanity.
Oh, insanity.
Sloane, this isn't right.
None of this is right.
You're following Elliott
around like a stalker
and now you're
dressing up like me
just to get on a date with him.
I'm trying to bait him,
not date him.
I'm protecting you.
Ask my 100,000 followers.
You want to know why
you have 100,000 followers?
Because you are
an embarrassment.
You're like a living,
breathing car crash
and everyone's just slowing down
to get a glimpse of the carnage.
And you're too stubborn
to get the help
you so desperately need.
Look, at the very least,
Elliott is the f*ck boy
and you could do better.
But it is far more likely
that I'm right
and Elliott is dangerous.
It's not him that's
dangerous, Sloane,
it's you.
[somber music]
[Elliott] Hey, Camila!
Are you okay?
Uh, yeah, yeah, I'm okay.
Look, I've been thinking.
And...
maybe we should put a hold
on going out.
I don't want to cause any
problems with your family.
Um...
is-is that what you want?
[scoffs] No.
I'd love to go out with you.
It's just...
Well, your cousin.
[exhales]
[instrumental music]
What are you doing right now?
[chuckling]
- I'm glad we did this.
- Yeah, totally.
Oh, sorry.
[laughs] It's okay.
[indistinct chatter]
Is everything okay?
Um...
[exhales] Yeah, I guess I'm
just worried about Sloane.
She's been so hot
and cold lately.
One minute she's lovingly
cleaning up the blood
from one of my nosebleeds.
I'm sorry, that's really gross.
- That's okay.
- Um...
But then the next
she's treating me like
I'm the dumbest person
she's ever met in the world.
Yeah. What's up with her?
'Cause I swear for
the moment we met
she's had it out for me.
It's like she thinks
I'm a sociopath.
Uh, psychopath.
Sociopaths are generally
incapable of faking empathy
and tend to be... more
impulsive, like me.
- No, no, no, it's okay.
- [laughs]
Hm.
You're the opposite
of your cousin.
Why is that?
Just that you...
you see the good in people.
[sighs]
Well, it's not
totally her fault.
A couple years ago, she
lost her best friend, Katie.
[Camila]She was k*lled.
Katie and Sloane were
basically inseparable
until their freshman year
of college.
Katie started dating this guy
and became really
secretive about him.
She started distancing
herself from Sloane.
And then one night,
Katie and Sloane
got into a really big fight,
and she went off by herself...
and no one ever saw her again.
That's terrifying.
Yeah.
Katie was missing for eight days
before police found
pieces of her body
in a field outside of town.
You know what? I think
my aunt did mention
something about that
last time I visited her.
[grim music]
Did they catch the k*ller?
[exhales]
And Sloane never forgave herself
for losing her best friend
like that.
She dropped out of school,
became obsessed
with true crime stuff.
She even started
the FlickMo channel
where she examines
homicides and figures out
how they could have
been prevented.
- That's intense.
- That's Sloane.
[laughs]
And what about you?
Me?
I like to form my
own opinions about people.
[instrumental music]
[chuckles]
[both chuckle]
Anyways, uh, what were
you like as a kid?
My childhood was a bit... rough.
Oh, why's that?
My sister.
- She was the favorite.
- [scoffs]
- I'm sure that's not true.
- No, no, it was.
She was this physics prodigy.
- Yeah.
- Mmm...
And so my parents devoted all
their time and energy to her.
And no matter what I did,
it was never enough.
So... I became the black sheep.
I showed them, though.
What-what do you mean by that?
You know, just that
I have a decent job now...
and a great house...
and being here with you.
It's a fresh start.
Hm. To fresh starts.
[chuckles]
To fresh starts.
[clinking]
[chill song]
A single man in his head
I had a good time.
- [chuckles]
- Can I walk you home?
I-I think I can manage.
I'll survive.
All right. Careful.
If you look out the door
Just take my hand
And show me the city
And cry out loud
You come on to the street
To live wild
Handyman
[door opens]
Live
I don't to miss
[sighs]
[phone vibrates]
[instrumental music]
[chuckles]
[sighs]
[grim music]
[upbeat music]
Nathan?
[indistinct chatter]
So when do I get my sweatshirt?
You can have it right now.
No, that's not what I...
Like, I want a new one for me
so I can reform,
not your old... Okay.
[mellow song over stereo]
Okay, this brownie's yours
and I'll go get more filters.
Sloane, are you okay?
Not really, but, uh, whatever.
It's Elliott, isn't it?
All anyone can say
is how charming he is, but...
Superficial charm is
the trait of a serial k*ller.
- I've watched your videos.
- Exactly.
I see what he's doing.
The narcissism,
the controlling behavior.
- Yeah.
- I see what you see.
You've always had my back.
I just wanted you
to know I have yours.
Thanks, Nathan.
I really appreciate that.
- Nathan Williams?
- Yeah.
May we have a word?
What-what's going on?
Would you mind
coming down to the station?
We'd like to ask you
a few questions.
- Am I under arrest?
- No, sir.
- We can fill you in on the way.
- Don't touch me.
- What's going on?
- No...
I didn't, I didn't do anything.
[grim music]
- Oh, my God.
- That was fast.
Wait, what?
I called the police to
report suspicious activity.
You reported Nathan?
Yeah, he was trolling me
and Paige.
He's not just sitting out there
with his little dog
on the porch.
He's posting heinous things.
You should have seen the stuff
that he wrote on our FlickMos.
- Come on.
- And he has a red coat,
- just like in the Paige photo.
- Okay, no, no.
It couldn't have
been Nathan. Okay?
- There is no...
- Oh, right. Right.
And you've seen
Elliott kicking puppies
in the parking lot.
Elliott is different,
and you know that.
You're only upset
because you hate being wrong.
I'm not wrong!
[music continues]
Whatever, Sloane.
You can tell it
to your followers.
Oh, come on, Camila.
- Come on.
- Your cousin's hardcore.
Oh, my God. What?
I mean, she went behind your
back to hook up with Elliott.
What kind of b*tch does
that to her own cousin?
Okay, Amanda, I'm only
gonna say this once.
Do not talk about
my cousin that way.
[pop song over stereo]
[instrumental music]
We start with baking,
instead with flour.
- No, you didn't.
- Yeah. I mean,
we basically made
the oven explode. But it's okay.
That was good,
but it's dangerous.
- You exploded the oven?
- Yes.
But we were fine.
No one was harmed.
- Okay, that's good.
- Yeah. But it was ridiculous.
Sloane would always
decide what we did.
- And you just went with it?
- Yeah.
She's like an older sister.
And-and our moms always said
that we were more like
sisters than cousins.
But you have a sister, so I'm
sure you got into all sorts...
Oh, we were never really close.
Oh. How come?
[mellow song over stereo]
Um...
- You know she was a prodigy?
- Mm-hmm.
Well, it doesn't matter
what I did
when you're competing against
someone like that.
- Well, maybe you don't have to.
- [chuckles]
What was that supposed to mean?
Well, just that parents
can put a lot of pressure
on their kids sometimes.
I know with grad school
coming up...
Mmm.
I don't, I don't know,
maybe it's hard to understand.
Because I didn't go to college?
[grim music]
That's not what I meant.
'Cause it doesn't make you
smarter than me.
Uh-uh...
I didn't say that.
[clattering]
Um...
Have you talked to
your sister about it?
[mellow song over stereo]
She's dead.
I-I'm so sorry.
[exhales]
How-how did she die?
What do you say we
get out of here?
[mellow song]
He had great eyes
Brighter than the sun
I'm missing something.
[grim music]
[clicks]
[typing]
[Sloane] Who drives a white SUV?
[chuckles]
What?
Let's finish up.
[car door shuts]
Thank you.
[clatters]
So are you gonna help
or you're just gonna
text all night?
Okay, put the phone down
or I'll throw it in the trash.
- Okay. Okay. Oh, God.
- Can you go check the bathrooms?
You know you were hired,
like, ten minutes before me.
You're not my boss.
I cleaned them
the last three days.
You owe me.
If I do them, can I go home?
- You have somewhere else to be?
- Obviously.
Okay. Leave the phone though.
[grim music]
Uh, her birthday...
Ryan Gosling's birthday?
1-2-3-4.
Oh, she really is
that stupid. Okay.
[music continues]
[screams]
[Amanda] Bathroom's done.
I'm out of here.
Hey, how's your car?
What? Oh, yeah. All good.
Did they figure out
what was wrong?
Yeah, I'm an idiot.
My car takes normal gas,
not diesel.
But they still have to fix
a muffler or something.
Goodnight.
[grim music]
[beeps]
[sighs]
Amanda, what the hell
have you done?
[exhales]
[sighs]
Hey, did you
wanna... come inside?
- Really?
- You seem surprised.
I, I don't know, I guess.
I, I thought I offended you
at some point.
Sometimes I have a hard time
admitting that I'm wrong.
And I realized
that with my sister.
[Elliot] She died from
cancer a few years ago
and clearly I can't keep my cool
when she comes up
in conversation.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Anyway, um...
I understand if you don't
want to hang out again,
but I would love to
spend more time with you.
I can't tonight.
Um, but not 'cause
I don't want to.
I... just have
a bunch of homework
that I should, you know,
probably go do, um...
Right.
But...
do you want to walk me home?
[chuckles] I can do that.
Thanks. It's very dangerous.
[laughs] I'll walk you home.
[laughs] Thank you.
[grim music]
- Well.
- Yes.
[chuckles]
[instrumental music]
[chuckles]
Um...
I-I should...
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay. Bye.
[music continues]
- [door opens]
- [door shuts]
- I think I figured it out.
- I'm not doing this right now.
No, I was wrong.
I have been so fixated
on Elliott
that I didn't catch
Amanda's red flag...
Oh, great. So now
Amanda's backing you up?
- No, that's...
- Everyone knows...
that Amanda has the world's
biggest crush on Elliott.
She's only agreeing with you
about the serial k*ller stuff
because she wants me
out of the picture.
Okay, stop, Camila.
Listen to me.
No, you listen to me.
Elliott is kind
and he's a human being
with flaws and feelings
and a past,
and I really like him.
And I have had it with
your baseless accusations.
I am trying to protect you.
Jeez, Camila, it's like you-you
want to be the next victim.
I am not a victim.
Maybe if you stopped living
like one, you could see that.
- [door unlocks]
- Elliott, wait.
[instrumental music]
Can I come over?
Yeah.
- [door opens]
- [door closes]
No one ever f*cking
listens to me!
f*ck!
[breathes deeply]
[dramatic music]
f*ck!
What's going on?
Camila didn't come
home last night
and I have called her,
like, 15 times.
Oh, I'm sure she's fine. She's...
It's not like her.
At least she could
just... text me back.
Well, uh, she's young.
She spent the night with
a very handsome young man
who just happens to
live across the street.
What's the worst thing
that could happen?
Oh, right.
- That.
- [knocking]
[door opens]
- Sloane...
- Is Camila here?
Well, she's not tied up
in my basement,
if that's what you're thinking.
Look, my Aunt Abby
is super worried
and too embarrassed
to come over here to ask
if Camila stayed the night.
So if you could just tell her
to check her phone...
- She's not here.
- What do you mean?
Well, she went home early
this morning.
Maybe you missed her and
she went out to a study group?
Okay, how can, how can I help?
Let us know if you
hear from her.
[door opens]
[Abby] Is she there?
- No, no, Abby.
- Okay.
- Where are you going?
- To get Camila back.
[upbeat music]
[door shuts]
[grim music]
[screams]
[grunts]
- What the hell, Amanda?
- What? You're in my house.
- Where's Camila?
- How the hell should I know?
- I will call the police.
- Go ahead.
You can tell them that
you kidnapped Camila.
- I did what?
- You kidnapped Paige Browne.
You m*rder*d Diana Herrington.
Are you out of
your f*cking mind?
- Okay. What happened to Camila?
- Where did you put them, huh?
And what are you hiding in here?
You know, you should really
clean up in there.
- It's disgusting.
- Sloane, you are insane.
I have no idea what happened to
your cousin or Diana or Paige.
No? I saw your threats
on their FlickMo pages.
- You're @LoveCityfan.
- Okay, fine. You caught me.
I'm a troll, but I was just
blowing off some steam, okay?
They're so entitled.
I couldn't stand their
whole school is hard
and f*cking "ros all day"
type of bullshit.
What, so you just go around
watching people like
a creep? Really?
I just wanted to see
what the girls
Elliott was interested
in had that I didn't.
You're pathetic.
Hello, pot, it's kettle.
No, no, no.
But you seemed so happy
when Paige disappeared.
And then you said all that
stuff about Camila.
Yeah, that's called jealousy.
And you really should talk to
my therapist or any therapist.
So last Thursday,
when Paige disappeared...
- Wait, did you say Thursday?
- Yes.
Paige and Diana both
disappeared on Thursday.
Well, it definitely
couldn't have been me.
"Loving The City"
comes on that night
and I'm the fandom
moderator. Okay?
Every Thursday I'm online
arguing with idiots all night.
Last Thursday was huge.
[Amanda] Benson
and Comrade got together
and I had to ban so many haters.
Some people just
don't understand
that sometimes what
you're looking for
has been right in front
of you the whole time.
Holy sh*t!
You better bring that
back, you psycho.
I need new friends.
[door shuts]
[grim music]
[shatters]
[door unlocks]
[grim music]
Aunt Pauline.
[music continues]
Hi, Aunt Pauline.
Camila?
[music continues]
sh*t!
[music continues]
- [clatters]
- [gasps]
[clinking]
[clicks]
[music continues]
[door opens]
[door shuts]
Sloane?
- What's going on?
- [knocking]
Sloane, sweetheart,
you need to come eat.
Sloane, come downstairs
and be part of the family.
Abby?
You k*lled her.
[scoffs]
You never let up, do you?
I had you pegged from
the moment I saw you.
[grim music]
[Sloane]I know
exactly how you work.
You target studious women,
probably an inferiority complex,
and you like them
with dark hair.
Then you cut them into pieces
and you dispose
of their body parts
using that gym bag.
Diana's severed foot turning
up was obviously a mistake.
But you were new to town, right?
You didn't know the best
place to ditch her yet.
[grim music]
And now I've got you.
Sloane.
It's not what you think.
This isn't Camila's blood?
Yes, yes, it's her blood.
But it's from a nosebleed.
- She had a nose...
- You can't manipulate me!
You k*lled Diana Herrington.
You k*lled Paige Browne.
You k*lled Camila.
And you probably
k*lled Katie too.
Sloane!
You're out of your mind.
Where's Camila?
Did you chop her up yet?
Look, I get it.
You're stressed.
You don't know me.
Why don't you sit down?
- Let's talk...
- So you can m*rder me too?
Okay, Sloane, I'm not
playing the screwed up game.
Alright?
I'm sorry if you feel rejected
that I chose Camila over you.
Rejected?
I've seen you watching me.
You have a crush.
But you're gonna
have to get over it
because Camille and
I really like each other.
Please, you're incapable
of feeling. You're a monster.
I really don't wanna hurt you.
No way.
Sloane. Sloane, are you okay?
Nathan, get
the hell out of my house.
- This doesn't involve you.
- It was Elliott.
It was Elliott the whole time!
He's the k*ller!
Call the police!
Don't call the police.
She's insane.
You have no idea
what's going on. Hey.
[grunts]
[female operator]911,
what's your emergency?
[grunts]
[911 operator]Hello?
Hello, can you hear me?
[intense music]
Hello? Hello?
[grunts]
Please!
[female operator]Hello. Are
you in need of assistance?
[Nathan] Sloane, hand the phone.
[female operator]Hello. Can
you please provide an address?
We caught the serial k*ller.
It's Elliott Adams.
Ellis Drive.
[panting]
The first time I saw you,
didn't think about it
You just breezed by
like a regular guy
But when I met you again
Where the earth
began to spin
I could feel it tilting
on its axis
Ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh
Oh, God. Somebody
call homicide. Now.
[somber music]
No! Camila! No!
- No, no, no!
- Shh!
[Sloane] Oh, my God.
No, no, no, no, no.
I didn't do anything.
She's crazy.
Abby! Abby! Stop.
- No, it's not her. It's not her.
- No, no!
No, it's not her.
It's not her. It's not her.
Abby. Abby, it's okay. I know.
- Okay.
- Sweetie.
You left these journals in case
something happened, didn't you?
[music continues]
- Here.
- What is it?
Camila's If I Go Missingjournal.
When she disappeared, this is
what I used to figure out
that Elliott was responsible.
And you can use the DNA samples
to match the towels
that I found inside.
Okay. Thank you, Miss Daniels.
[music continues]
[siren wailing]
Just got to find my keys. Okay?
Sloane.
[Abby] I'm sorry
I was so hard on you
about the true crime stuff.
I was just worried.
You've always been
like my daughter.
I wish I'd listened
to you sooner.
Okay, I got 'em.
Let's go.
Maybe you could see
if Nathan needs a ride.
- I got you.
- Okay.
Okay.
[knocking]
- Hey.
- Hey.
We're about to head out
to the funeral.
I wanted to see
if you still needed a ride.
I have some cleaning to do,
but I'll meet you down there.
I also wanted to thank you...
for saving me.
It was, it was nothing.
No, it wasn't.
I can't help but wonder
what could have
happened if you didn't...
Hey. Hey. It's okay.
- Sorry.
- It's okay.
I understand. It hurts to
lose the ones you love...
Yeah, I know.
Even if you didn't
see eye to eye.
Yeah.
- I should probably...
- Do you wanna...
Do you want to come over later?
Watch movies.
I think it's important to
spend time with my aunt tonight.
Makes sense.
But another time.
Sure. Another time.
Okay. Um, see you later.
[instrumental music]
- Hi, Camila.
- Hi, Nathan.
Can you help me find my dog?
[Camila screaming]
[music continues]
[music continues]
- And stop calling me.
- Katie?
You can't just end things
like that.
I'm tired of lying to people.
What we're doing is wrong.
What if somebody found out?
What, are you ashamed?
We knew this wouldn't
last forever.
You're not going anywhere.
[cries]
[whimpering]
[muffled speech]
[screams]
[instrumental music]
On March 14th,
my cousin Camila Richards
was m*rder*d
by Elliott Adams.
Following his arrest,
her body was found out
near the river...
and in a football field...
and behind a church.
[grim music]
[Sloane]But if it wasn't for
the If I Go Missing journal,
we wouldn't have
had the evidence
we needed to convict
Elliott Adams of m*rder...
and bring justice
to his victims.
These journals can
make a difference.
They helped put a real
serial k*ller behind bars.
I miss you, Camila.
[cries]
Rest in peace.
[sobs]
[chill song]
It's a silent role
It's a walk-on part,
one that you wrote
One that I've taken since
the day I found you
And at first,
it was a dream
I was so keen
To be a drama queen
A non-speaking role in some
old movie, as the time flies
As the train approaches
you've never been there
But you had to be mean,
to keep me keen
A real drama queen
All the world's a stage,
we are players
Whether we're standing
in the spotlight
Or hiding in the wings
I have to be mean,
to keep you keen
A real drama queen
I rush in I rush out
of a dull scene
Of a drama queen
[song continues]
[grim music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
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