Once upon a time,
there was a girl.
Hello?
- I...
- Where are you?
-Yes, hello?
-MAN: I'm gonna find you.
- You think this is a game?
- Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
Just wait.
Whenever I get a hold of you,
I ain't gonna let go.
Please guide me,
Mama Oshun.
I know it's not the right time.
I'm gonna smack you around,
you hear me?
What would I even say?
No, she can't help me.
I have to help myself.
It's okay.
As long as we have each other.
Did I say we were done?
Where are you, girl?
Daddy... Please, please,
I know you don't feel good--
You got one job.
Keep this house spick and span.
I want to be able to lick off
these floors, and I can't.
Because you want us
to live in squalor.
Daddy...
I'm doing my best, Daddy.
I have school.
I don't know what else to do.
I've been too easy on you.
Oh, no.
That's gonna change.
You messed her up.
You care more about that thing
than your own
flesh and blood.
She's my friend.
Dad!
-Friends aren't made...
-No!
Daddy! No! No!
-of stuffing!
-No!
Buenos dias, Senor Mango?
Como esta usted?
Mucho gusto.
-Hey, morning, babe.
-Hey.
-Coffee?
-Yeah.
-Okay, careful, it's hot..
-Thank you.
Alright, here's the joke.
Here's the joke.
Oh?
A polar bear goes into a bar,
walks up to the
bartender and says,
"I'll have a rum...
...and coke."
And the bartender says,
"why the big pause?"
He says, "I'm a polar bear."
I'm a polar, get it?
With the paws.
Not funny, Dad.
You're right.
When you're right, you're right
and you are usually right.
Hey, how's the leg?
You want me to get you
a hot pack?
It's okay.
It tightens up in the morning,
but I'll be fine.
You should try yoga.
Yoga?
What do you know about yoga?
I know yoga is good for you,
it's therapeutic,
and I know somebody if you want.
Aren't you going
to be late, Dad?
You're right.
Who is going to help
Mrs. Bailey count her pennies
if your dad is late?
Bank managers
do run the world, so...
You have class, don't you?
Just Russian lit.
You need a ride or is the
Bradster coming to pick you up?
I'm going to walk today.
Come on, do you
think that's a good idea?
Really, with your
stiff leg now?
I could run.
Now that's funny.
Not.
See you later, baby.
Hey. Mango.
You got this.
Hi, Astrid.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.
Darcy. Hi, good morning.
Hi. I...
Sorry, I saw you walking,
and I am...
was... kind of stalking you.
Oh, my God, are you okay?
Oh, no, yeah, it's nothing.
I'm a total goof.
I just tripped.
Um... Are you walking to class?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, right.
Me, too.
Could I walk with you?
Of course.
Yeah, I love it.
Yeah. Great.
Me, too.
I am going to
be slow and steady.
You don't have to wait.
I don't want to make you late.
No, don't worry about it.
We don't really get
a chance to talk,
you know, just the two of us.
You know, I'm sorry if
it felt like we drifted apart.
I just didn't know if...
No. No, no, no,
don't worry about that.
It was my fault.
I was going through a lot
and I just couldn't deal.
But I'm feeling
a lot better now.
I think the scholarship helped.
I'm starting
to feel like me again.
You know, it's not like
I didn't want to see you.
Just was a little unsure.
Don't worry about it.
Stuff gets weird.
Friends drift apart.
Oh my God,
I remember that necklace.
Yeah, yeah.
Remember when we were little,
we used to take turns wearing it
and call each other
Gumdrop Princess.
Yes, yes,
the Gumdrop Princess.
Right, yeah, exactly.
We used to do that silly
little true friends dance.
Like...
Oh my God, yeah.
Oh my God, yes, I remember that.
Yeah, it's kind of like
my good luck charm now.
Would you maybe want
to get a coffee sometime?
You know, catch up?
I got you something
for your birthday.
I'd really like
to give it to you.
Wow, that's really sweet of you.
Do you want to come
by my house today?
Yeah.
Unless you're busy.
No, no, I have a doctor's
appointment after class,
but I can hop
over around 4:00.
Perfect.
Yeah.
Hey, Astrid,
why didn't you wait for us?
I texted you.
I'm walking today.
Why would you walk
if you don't have to?
I can walk, you know.
Eww, but why?
Don't be a b*tch, Fiona.
What did I say?
Okay, come on.
Get in the car.
Do you want a ride?
Guys, move over for Darcy.
No, it's okay, I prefer to walk.
Are you sure?
She says she
doesn't want to, okay?
Come on.
Oh, uh, hey, Fiona,
hit the back, Jack.
The Bradmobile!
I noticed the bruises.
Oh, um, it's not
what you think, Olivia.
What am I thinking, Darcy?
That my father hit me?
He's never been violent before.
You know that.
Doesn't mean he couldn't start.
I fell.
Actually, we had
a heart to heart,
and he promised
to quit drinking.
Really?
Yeah, it's true.
He even checked himself
into a rehab and everything.
Which one?
I really don't want to talk
about that right now.
I'm feeling too good.
Okay.
We can table it for now,
but I do--
I think I'm ready.
Ready for?
To tell Astrid
how I feel about her.
You think maybe she shares
some of the same feelings?
She has a bubble-butt boyfriend,
but I, I don't know,
I feel like
we have a connection.
You're taking a big step here.
Matters of the heart
can sometimes
exacerbate certain behaviors.
I don't want to talk about that.
I don't want you to either,
but I just want you
to be careful, Darcy.
I'm not going
to try anything.
Are you still
taking the Lexapro?
You haven't skipped doses?
I'm good. I'm taking everything
that I'm supposed to.
I need you to be honest
with me, Darcy.
I'm not jittery.
I'm not biting my nails.
I'm good. I'm fine.
I'm actually great.
If, if I'm acting weird,
uh, because I'm in love.
Okay.
Well then, let's talk
out what happens
if Astrid doesn't
share your feelings.
Like, if Astrid
doesn't feel the same way,
it's going to drive me nuts?
What do you think?
I'm prepared for
that eventuality.
More bananas?
I hate bananas.
I don't care.
Probably need a
few more of those.
Brad and Charlie
are on their way over.
I wish we had a better
class of boy in our town.
Like, Charlie is so mid.
But take what you can get,
I guess.
Hey, Mima.
What's up with the new cane?
Shut your a*s.
My dad gave it to me.
And, it can k*ll people.
Okay. Anyway...
Why were you hanging out
with that troll this morning?
Troll?
The Styrofoam girl.
The Styrofoam girl...
You're talking about Darcy?
Yeah, she eats Styrofoam.
Haven't you heard that?
Not true.
She went to elementary with me,
and she visited me every day in
the hospital after the accident.
She's my oldest friend.
And no, she doesn't
eat Styrofoam, Kayo.
I thought I was
your oldest friend.
Second oldest is still old.
Whatever.
I mean, you gotta admit
she's weird, though, no?
Same can be said for you, Fiona.
Excuse me,
I'm eccentric, quirky.
Like, people are into that.
It's totally different.
Mmm. Well, she's a good person,
and I like her, so if you guys
could just not be dicks to her,
that'd be great.
Maybe it's trash she ate
and not just Styrofoam.
You got banana in my hair!
Stop!
What the hell? Stop!
Do you think she'll smell the
white paint on my teeth, Morgan?
Hope not.
You're exquisite.
One final touch.
Take care of her for me.
You're a part of me
and I need
you to take care of her.
You were meant for me,
it's true
We're meant to be, it's true
No you without me
Should we invite Elise?
Ew, no.
She smells like hot dogs.
But it's your party,
do whatever you want.
How do you know what
she smells like?
What, you just go
around sniffing people?
No girl, smell finds me.
You're supposed to stop
and think
before you say things, Fiona.
Honestly, I kind of
just want to keep it small,
you guys and my dad.
Your dad?
How are you and Brad going to
get laid with your dad around?
You know, I'm really very
good at throwing these.
Hey, you know,
I'll be ready this time.
This is a self-defense m*rder
keychain I got online.
Isn't it cool?
That's something.
I fold.
Sucker.
Really great.
Hi.
How's the planning going?
Aren't you supposed
to be helping?
I'm here.
Scoot over, babe.
Oh, no, thank you.
Boys, does Elise
smell like hot dogs?
Hundred percent.
See?
She's here. Move.
Uh, who's here?
Hey, you made it.
Hey, thanks so much
for inviting me over.
I thought we'd be alone.
Oh, Brad and the others just
came over after class to hang.
We're planning my party.
Maybe I should come back later.
No, no, please, join us.
Trust me, if they
bite your head off,
I'll bite theirs right back off.
They're not as
bitchy as they look.
Hey, guys, you remember Darcy.
What you got there?
Oh, um, it's your
birthday present.
I wanted you to have it early.
Wow, it's huge.
That's what she said.
No, she did not.
Heavy, too.
Can't wait to see what's inside.
I'm sorry.
Do you want anything to drink?
Soda, water?
Soda's fine.
Lemon soda?
You remembered.
My favorite, too.
I'll be right back.
So...
I like your dress.
Really?
It's actually a skirt.
I made it myself.
Yeah, I can tell.
Basement dweller couture.
Guys, shut up.
Do you want to sit?
No, that's okay.
I'm good standing.
So, like, do you
really eat Styrofoam?
Fiona!
Oh, she's Styrofoam girl?
Stop!
Dude.
Oh, my God,
I'm so sorry, Darcy.
No, no, no.
I'm sorry.
Let's go inside.
Let's get you cleaned up.
-I did not mean to spill--
-No, no, no.
I have to go.
I'm sorry. Happy birthday.
What did you guys do?
Nothing.
She looked really upset.
-What did you jackasses do?
-Hey, personally...
I was on my best behavior.
I should follow her.
No, we need this cracked open.
We're dying of curiosity.
No, I'll open it later.
No way.
We want this open now.
-Hey, dickbag?
-Excuse me?
She doesn't want to
open it now, okay?
I swear if there's
dead animals in there,
I'm calling the FBI.
Whatever.
Ew.
Please be careful with it.
Oh, my God.
That's weird, dude.
What is this?
Oh, my God.
Eww.
It's like one of
those grandma dolls
my Nana Florence
used to collect.
It's...
It's cute.
It's disturbing is what it is.
Do you realize
what she gave you?
It's her.
It's Darcy, man.
What? No.
She made a freaky a*s
doll replica of herself?
Like a sex doll?
Oh, girl, no.
Okay, that is the
worst possible thing
I could have ever
imagined being in that box.
Why would she give you this?
What a creeper, bro.
She probably made it.
She used to patch up our dolls
and stuff when we were kids.
I think it's cool.
Yeah, so cool.
I want one for Christmas,
very holly and jolly.
Now, do you want to call
the FBI or should I?
It's not Darcy.
The hell it isn't.
What's this?
Give that to me.
Brad, I'm not playing.
Hand it over.
Sorry, but I have
to read this one.
What is it?
The suspense
is literally gagging me.
You guys are not
gonna believe this.
"My dearest Gumdrop,
meet Morgan, your present.
"I feel comfortable enough
now to finally reveal to you
"my true feelings.
"I've been in love with you
since elementary school.
"We are both broken people,
"but I believe we can
fix each other.
"If you will allow me
to love you
the way that you
deserve, call me."
And then she puts
her number at the bottom.
No way, she just
lez'd out on you.
She's trying to
snatch your girl, dawg.
This is weird.
-Morgan?
-This is weird.
What if she hates it?
What if she hates me?
Not much to look at, am I?
Astrid?
What are you doing here?
I loved it.
Really?
And... I love you.
Really?
You do?
You really truly do?
I've always wanted
to be with you.
Hello?
You win.
She's yours.
What?
I never stood a chance.
She--
Yeah.
She loves you back.
She thinks you're hot as ba*ls.
What?
This is a joke.
Of course it's a joke.
Well, it's not funny.
Oh, it's funny as hell
Are you kidding me?
First of all,
Astrid's not g*y.
And even if she was,
what makes you think she'd be
with a pathetic little
creep like you?
I would do yourself a favor
and stay away from her.
She hates you.
She despises you.
As a matter of fact,
you should stay away
from all of us, weirdo.
If I were you,
I would just k*ll myself
and save us all the trouble
of seeing your sad little face.
Do you remember Darcy?
Darcy Brewster?
Yeah, sure. I was good
friends with her mother.
Poor girl.
Horrible what happened.
To her mom?
What did happen?
It's really not polite
dinner conversation.
You know?
It's really ugly stuff.
Is there mustard in this?
Because I taste mustard.
She got me a present.
Nice.
I'm glad to hear that you
two are still in touch.
Do you want to see it?
The present? Sure.
There is mustard
in this, though.
Wow.
Are you keeping that?
I think it's cool.
If that's staying, I'm moving.
Hey, could you get that, honey?
Darcy?
Am I hideous?
What?
Could you love me?
Darcy, what is that smell?
Could you...
love me?
Darcy, I was hoping to call you,
but I figured it would
be better to talk in person
and I just wanted to run into
you after school and talk,
-but I didn't...
-What Brad said...
You hate me.
You despise me.
What? Brad...
Brad said that?
It's not at all true.
Darcy, I genuinely am flattered
by the feelings that you have.
Could you, like...
just give me a chance
to prove my love to you?
Darcy, it's not
necessarily about that.
I just don't have the same
feelings towards you,
but I still want to be friends.
What...
What is that smell, Darcy?
It's gas.
Are you soaked in gasoline?
All I every wanted
was to love you,
and be loved by you.
That's all.
Just one simple wish.
I... I didn't mean to hurt you.
The world just keeps
spitting in my face,
and well...
I'm done.
Don't... Don't say that, Darcy.
Just come inside.
-I'll get you cleaned up.
-No, no, no.
I don't want to do that.
I'm just going to
be wasting your time.
You have this beautiful,
great, big life to go live in.
I'm just going to disappear,
so that you don't
have to concern yourself
with me anymore.
Darcy, don't...
Please, don't say that.
I don't want you to
do anything stupid.
Like what?
Set myself on
fire to rid myself
of this miserable existence?
Darcy...
My God, Darcy, don't.
You'll miss me when I'm gone.
But don't worry.
I'll look after you
in my own special way.
Goodbye, Astrid.
I will love you
for my entire life.
No, Darcy, Darcy,
wait, come back!
Dad!
Dad, Dad, please, we need to get
in the car and have to go now.
What is it?
Darcy, she's in trouble.
Darcy?
Darcy, where are you?
Are you sure this is
the way she went?
She couldn't have gone far.
I mean, she was on foot.
Maybe we should call the cops.
What? No, no, no, I don't want
to get her in trouble.
Look, if she's a danger
to herself,
it's probably the best
thing that we can do.
No, no, no, no.
I feel like warm garbage.
Why? You didn't k*ll her.
She didn't commit suicide
because we were nice
to her, Fiona.
Have a little sympathy.
I'm like sad for her,
but I'm not going to take
responsibility for her death.
Brad?
Did you call her that night?
What?
Who, Darcy?
No. No way.
That's nuts.
She said that you told her
that I hate her.
I didn't.
Hey, hey, I didn't. Okay?
Honest.
Brad...
Did you?
No. No.
No.
Dr. Olivia Beckett?
Yes.
I'm Detective Harry Mills.
I was wondering if you had
a few moments to talk.
You were Darcy Brewster's
therapist, right?
I was, but now's
not a great time.
I understand that.
I could come by
your office later this week
if that works better.
You know, I'm not really
at liberty to speak.
I'm not looking to break
HIPAA confidentiality.
Just looking to chat.
So, later this week?
You were meant for me,
you do
We're meant to be, it's true
No you without me
Oh! Jeez.
Oh, sorry.
Your dad let me in.
It's okay. Shirley, I...
Sorry, I forgot that
you were coming today.
Oh, I'm sorry about Darcy.
Can I fix you
a scrambled egg?
No, thanks.
You sure? You know I fix
a mean scrambled egg.
I'm not hungry.
Your dad said you was
going to be home today.
Honestly, I'm probably
going to go to class.
If I stayed here,
I'd probably go insane.
Okay.
Well, if you need anything,
I'm here.
Thank you.
You're a lifesaver.
Yeah, I got you.
Poor baby.
Hi.
Yeah, tell me about it.
So, you're originally
from Chicago.
My sister lives there.
Yeah, I relocated to Los Angeles
for personal reasons.
It's a nice family.
We're trying.
So, this is purely routine.
We investigate every
unnatural death,
and this is as unnatural
as it gets.
I understand, of course.
And you understand that
patient privacy privilege
extends beyond death.
Oh, I get that.
Darcy started seeing you
shortly after her mother died,
also by suicide.
Probably helped that
you were a family friend.
You knew her mother, right?
Morgan Brewster?
I did. We went to Columbia
University together for a time.
In fact, you were
Darcy's godmother, right?
Not officially.
No. But--
Isn't it against the rules
to take on a patient
that's even tangentially
related to you?
Well, she's not
immediate family, so no.
Whatever I did for Darcy
was in her best interest.
Well, her medical
record states that she suffered
from severe depression.
There were also
cognitive concerns
which affected her schooling.
Her father pulled her out
of public school system
and homeschooled her
until recently, correct?
As a matter of
public record, yes.
She attempted suicide
twice before,
drain cleaner ingestion once,
and then she tried
to slash her wrists.
Both attempts aborted.
As a matter of public record?
Yes.
And if you were trying
to make me feel worse
than I already do,
it's working.
My apologies.
I'm just regurgitating facts.
You understand I'm not
trying to be difficult.
I'm just trying
to protect my patient.
Okay.
Let's talk about her father.
He wasn't a patient, right?
Have you spoken with him?
He wasn't at the funeral.
That's just it.
He's vanished.
No one's seen him
in a couple of days.
That's what I was hoping
you could help me with.
Well, he was a big
part of the problem.
And if you forgive my
lapse in professional decorum,
he was an as*h*le.
Emotionally stunted,
undiagnosed paranoia,
alcohol issues,
multiple arrests.
My dad used to say that
all men can be fathers,
but only a few can
really be dads.
That's sad, but true.
Same goes for mothers.
Any idea where her
father might be holed up?
The last time I spoke with
her a few days ago,
she mentioned that
he had checked himself
into a rehab facility.
-Did she say where?
-She didn't know the name.
That's a good lead.
Thanks.
I'll have the guys check
out all the usual spots
within 100 miles.
Off the record.
How are you holding up?
Are you good?
I'm a mess.
But I'm used to it.
Hey!
Hey, Astrid!
Remember me?
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Come on.
You've been avoiding me all day.
What's going on?
I just need time to think.
Think about what?
Wait.
Hold on.
Did you actually have
feelings for Darcy?
What? No, Brad.
Not the way she wanted me to.
Then what is it?
I just can't shake the
feeling that you said something
-that made her...
-Uh, hey, hey!
Am I a dumbass sometimes?
Sure, but I'm not a
total piece of garbage.
Look, I love you so much.
And I can't stop
thinking about you.
It's gotta count
for something, right?
Stop! Please.
I'm not attacking you.
I just want to figure
out what's going on.
Okay.
If you love me and all that,
then I need you to
give me space, okay?
My friend just died and
I need time to grieve.
So you're not mad at me?
No. I just need time.
Okay.
Take all the time you need.
I'll be here waiting.
Okay?
See ya.
What?
Who's there?
Who's up there?
Astrid? Is that you?
Oh, hell no.
Uh-uh.
Who is this?
Somebody's here.
I got my knife.
Who's there?
Who's up there?
Who's in here?
I got a big a*s knife
and I ain't playin'.
Who's in here?
That looks strange.
I feel like you're
lookin' at me.
Hey now.
Hmm...
This can't be my imagination.
Hmm...
Help me! Help me!
Please! Help!
Astrid.
I've got this work thing
I have to attend tonight.
Are you gonna be alright
alone for a while?
Yeah, Dad, I'm fine.
Because, um... with
everything that happened,
I'd hate to leave you alone
if you don't feel...
I know. It's okay.
I'm not gonna have a
breakdown while you're gone.
I'll be fine.
Okay, great. Great.
It's only gonna be for
a couple hours anyway.
What's this work thing?
Uh, drinks with a client.
Is this client a lady?
Is it a date?
It is. I'm sorry.
I really didn't know how
to tell you about it.
It's okay.
You don't have to hide it.
I'm happy for you.
You know, I haven't been on
a date since your mother...
and, uh... but now,
you know what I mean?
What's her name?
Jennifer.
She's a yoga instructor.
Hmm.
That explains your
recent interest in yoga.
Got it.
She says I'm cute.
Go figure, right?
Couldn't help but notice
your dad's car was missing.
Yeah. He's on a date,
if you can believe that.
Ooh. Feel like company?
You look like you
could use this.
And this.
Chocolate muy rico.
Great pronunciation, Kayo.
Nailed it. Yeah.
I just feel so guilty.
Well, you shouldn't.
Girl, it wasn't your fault.
I mean, she couldn't just expect
you to change teams on a whim.
You didn't feel the same way.
You can't take it out on
yourself, it isn't healthy.
I know. Just...
I keep replaying
that night in my head.
Like, what if I was able
to run after her?
What if I was able to talk to
her after she gave me the doll?
"What-ifs" are toxic.
Brad's losing his mind.
BT dubs.
And I'm with you. I think
he said something to her.
Would not put it past him.
Fiona!
I'm being honest.
Is that not what
she needs right now?
Just try to be a
little more considerate.
You're one to talk.
Besides, I just...
I think you could do
a lot better than him.
Okay, can we not right now?
I just keep beating myself up.
Look, it is horrible
what happened.
And it's okay to take
your time to heal.
We just want you to know
that we're here for you.
And we love you to pieces.
Thanks, guys.
Now about this party.
I don't want to
celebrate anything.
It's exactly what you need.
It'll be fun.
I agree.
I'm just not in the mood to do
anything like that, really.
Okay.
Seriously.
Yeah, super serious.
Now, drink up.
Oh, and I was right, by the way.
Muy rico.
You okay?
You were at
the funeral, right?
Dr. Olivia Beckett.
Astrid Chandler.
I know.
You know me?
I knew Darcy and
her family well.
I know why she did this.
Her mother burnt herself
to death when she was four.
She watched the whole thing.
I knew her mom passed away,
but I didn't know how
until I looked it up.
What brings you here?
I liked Darcy a lot.
I'm gonna miss her.
-I guess I...
-Me too.
I wish I reconnected
with her sooner. I...
I wonder if
I could have stopped it.
If you ever need to talk...
here's where you can find me.
Were you her doctor?
Like I said,
I knew Darcy well.
Hey.
Did she ever tell you
how she felt about me?
Come see me.
No charge.
Damn girl, you're looking good.
I think we have a problem.
What?
If you're pregnant
then we're...
No, idiot. I lost my phone.
At Astrids.
Are you sure no one is home?
Trust me.
Mr. Chandler?
Hello?
See?
Coast is clear.
How do you have a key?
She gave me one.
For emergencies?
What emergencies?
Thought you said you guys
never even hooked up.
We don't, but if she
fell or something,
I could come rescue her.
Aren't you cute?
Knight in shining armor.
God, not if she finds my phone
and sees all the things
that you did to me, dickhead.
Okay, well, let's hurry up.
Where were you guys?
-Oh, damn.
-What?
I think her
classes got out early.
Okay.
Just, just go distract her.
Uh, okay.
Buy me like ten minutes,
I'll slip out the back,
I'll meet you at the
Prescott Farm at 10. Okay?
Okay.
Hey, chipmunk.
Brad, what are you doing here?
Oh, um, sorry,
I thought you'd be home.
I let myself in.
What's up?
Do you want to go for a walk?
It's kind of late
and I'm tired, honestly.
It'll just take a second,
or we could go sit by the pool.
I have something super
important to tell you.
Yeah, okay.
Okay.
Nightmare fuel.
Hello?
No, Charlie,
I don't know where he is.
Have you tried calling him?
No, goober.
You know most people
start maturing in college,
I think you should look into it.
Call him, I'm not his mom.
Oh, yeah. You're hilarious.
as*h*le.
Fiona.
So, I've been thinking.
Yeah?
I feel like we should
do something for your birthday.
Like what?
Like... go on a trip.
A trip? Where?
To Mexico!
Brad, my dad's not gonna
let me go to Mexico.
No, no, no, no.
"Me-hico."
He's not gonna let me go to
"Me-hico" or Mexico with you.
Besides, we have classes.
Well, not now.
During our next break.
Maybe we can go
to Lake Arrowhead.
I just want it to be special
when we...
You know.
I know, I want it
to be special too.
Fiona, where are you?
I've been sitting here
like over an hour.
I'ma dip. Call me.
Or whatever.
Screw this.
Brad waits for no one.
Sorry, sorry.
Dad, what are you doing?
It's a midnight snack.
Baker was gonna throw the
cake away because it was
a birthday cake, but he
put the wrong name on it.
So I took it off his hands.
Here.
Try some.
It's a little too
chocolatey for me.
It's late.
Actually, it's after midnight,
which means happy
birthday, baby.
You know nothing can be
too chocolatey, right?
You remind me so much
of your mother.
She was a
certified chocoholic.
Hey, have you
heard from Shirley?
Did she say she was
leaving town or something?
No. Why?
Her son called and said
that she's gone missing.
Wait, what?
That's concerning.
Yeah.
-So much to do.
-Yeah.
-Here, let me help.
-No.
Afternoon, Mr. C.
Sorry to interrupt
your lunch break.
Kayo, do not break my house.
Promise.
Do not burn my house down.
Deal.
All right. Have at it.
I gotta go back to work.
Oh, are you sure she won't
be back until 7?
No, she's got a doctor's
appointment after class,
so she'll be back around 7:30.
Will you be here?
Well, actually,
I got a hot yoga date.
I'll be back around 10.
Make it midnight.
All right.
Where do we start?
Uh...
Still nothing from Fiona.
I don't want to do
all this ourselves.
Well, you know what we could do
if it's just the two of us?
-Hey, guys.
-Oh, thank God.
Um, have you seen Fiona?
Why?
I'm just curious.
I knew you were looking
for her, so...
Fiona's ditching us.
Did she say why?
Whatever.
We need to turn this place
into party central,
and that needs to happen ASAP,
so grab stuff and
put it everywhere.
Ugh, okay.
Ugh, the curse of
being a best friend.
May I ask what happened?
I was in a car accident
when I was little.
My mother was k*lled
and I was left with
permanent leg damage.
I'm sorry.
Darcy was in the hospital
with me every day.
We used to be best friends,
but we sort of fell off
when she left school.
Does your leg bother you much?
I try not to let it slow me
down, metaphorically speaking.
I don't want people to treat me
different because of it.
It's okay.
It hurts every once in a while,
but I've gotten used to it.
Tough childhood.
Darcy's too.
That's probably why she
connected with you so strongly.
Is that Darcy's?
I remember it.
Uh, yeah.
It broke in the fire.
I wear it sometimes.
I like it, but
it's also kind of weird.
It's nice to have mementos
of those we loved.
Speaking of which, she gave me
this the night she died.
No, higher on
your side, Charlie.
Now an inch lower.
That is not an inch.
Oh, there, good.
Don't move. Perfect.
Hell yeah.
Okay. We're almost done.
Brad, finish off the balloons.
Charlie, can you make
a run for ice?
What are you going to do?
I'm a strategist.
Very important.
Besides, people are going
to start showing up.
Come with or it's no deal.
Ice is heavy.
-It's condensed water.
-That's true.
Fine.
Let me grab my purse.
It wouldn't hurt to get
more snacky stuff, too, so...
Fiona is here.
Where?
Like here, here.
Cover for me.
Dude, you guys better
not try anything.
Just take it somewhere else.
Kayo's already pissed at her and
if she catches you two together,
she'll m*rder you both.
Nothing's gonna happen.
Come on.
If you get caught,
I know nothing.
I saw nothing.
Okay, got it.
We'll get out of here.
And if anyone asks about me,
I'm, uh...
taking care of my grandma,
all right?
For the record,
I think it's really dirty
what you guys are doing
to Astrid.
Kayo, let's go.
I left my purse in the car.
This is for Astrid,
so keep decorating.
Okay. Play nice.
If I come back and you flaked,
I will literally stab you
in the eye with this.
-Yes, ma'am.
-I'm not joking.
Yes, ma'am.
I won't go into detail, but...
I think she saw you
as the ray of sunshine.
That's a first for me.
Just know that what happened
is not your fault,
no matter how horrible it was,
no matter how guilty
you might feel.
The events were out
of your control.
I'm trying to accept that.
Oh, you can keep that
if you want it.
You knew her best.
Are you sure? It's yours.
Yeah, I don't know.
It makes me kind of sad.
I'll keep the doll, but
the letter kind of messes me up.
I'm sorry.
The doll?
She gave me a life-size rag doll
replica as a present.
My friends made fun
of her for it.
What is it?
Look, I need to see it.
Okay, I can bring
it next time.
You mentioned that you
rode the bus today, right?
Okay, grab your stuff.
I'm going to drive you home.
Let's go.
Fiona!
Fio, where are you at?
Oh, you know I want
that honey, girl.
Stop hiding from me.
You in here?
Yummy, yummy.
Time for honey.
Oh my God!
Fiona?
Hey, hey, Fiona, Fiona,
can you hear me?
I'm going to get you
out of here, girl.
Okay?
I'm going to get help.
Looks like my dad
isn't home yet.
Does he work late?
Um, not usually, but tonight he
has a hot date.
Yoga instructor.
Lucky him.
Yeah.
It's just over here.
Shh, quiet! They're here!
Surprise!
Surprise!
-Happy birthday!
-Happy birthday!
-Happy birthday!
-Woo!
Uh, hi.
Hi, hello, everyone.
-Hi!
-Hi!
It's your birthday?
Yeah, kind of.
Well, happy birthday.
The look on your face
was all worth it.
Kayo, did you...
I know you said you didn't
want to do a big thing,
but I couldn't let
my oldest friend
celebrate her birthday
eating ice cream in her PJs.
So...
Thanks.
Thank you, everyone.
Who's she?
Oh, uh, this is my...
Olivia, a friend of the family.
Is it okay to drink
with her around?
Yeah, don't worry about it.
I'll be right back.
It's this way.
Thanks, guys.
Sorry about that.
There she is.
Wow.
Look, I'm going to
share this with you,
only because you knew Darcy.
You're scaring me.
You knew that Darcy's mom
made dolls, right?
Well, her mother
grew up in New Orleans.
Morgan was a Mambo.
I'm sorry, a what?
A voodoo priestess.
Wait, voodoo's real?
I've seen incredible things
that have convinced me
that we know very little
about the world that we live in.
And the world around us
alone is terrifying.
So...
You're telling me that Darcy
gave me a giant voodoo doll?
No, not exactly...
but cursed items
are a real threat,
and I know it sounds bizarre,
but I just needed
to make sure it wasn't.
What's the worst that can
happen if it is... cursed?
Do you have tweezers?
Uh, yeah, I think.
Here.
I need a drink.
Normally I'm not a fan
of medicating with alcohol,
but... look, you got
guests downstairs.
Go, enjoy your party.
I'll be fine here.
I'll let you know
if I find anything.
Okay.
It feels kind of
weird to have a party.
As your unofficial
doctor, I order it.
Therapeutic.
Happy birthday!
Thank you, Charlie.
Why are there chunks in it?
Chunks are the best part.
Kind of right.
No, no, no.
That's human.
What is that?
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, dear Astrid
Happy birthday to you
Oh my God.
-Keep going!
-Woo!
Thank you.
Charlie, help me
cut the cake.
I don't know how to cut a cake.
Emotional support then.
Come on.
-All right.
-Excuse me.
Come on.
Jesus.
Yes.
Hi, I need to speak with
Detective Harry Mills, please.
Woo!
Through the roof!
Hey, when you can get away,
meet me in your room.
-I have to show you something.
-Everything okay?
-Just too loud in here.
-Okay.
No!
Let go! No!
Jesus!
Dr. Beckett?
Dr. Beckett?
Are you hurt?
What happened?
What's wrong?
-I called...
-What? What?
I called... police.
Police, why?
It, um...
Stay away. What?
It's not the Morgan doll.
It's a costume.
Darcy?
Surprise.
What? You're... You're dead.
You're supposed to be dead.
Supposed to be, yes.
But in reality...
I don't...
I don't understand.
I can explain.
Darcy.
Shut up, Olivia.
I let you live,
and you should be
grateful for that.
Now stay out of my business.
Who did you burn?
Shut up!
Wait, wait.
Who died in the fire?
My daddy.
Poetic justice.
My mom didn't commit suicide.
My father k*lled her.
So I turned the tables.
No great loss.
Threw in some rotten teeth.
What? Why?
Darcy's corpse was identified
by her dental records.
The police confirmed.
Ding, ding, ding.
And you, Astrid.
You and your dad
were my eyewitnesses,
definitively connecting
me to that fire.
Why?
I needed to prove to you
how much you need me, dummy.
I love you and I'm pretty
sure that you love me, too.
You just needed to see how much.
You faked it.
The world doesn't need Darcy.
So they can't have me.
Only you.
I'm all yours.
I grieved for you!
I know, Gumdrop.
I knew you would.
I had to protect you.
So I k*lled that nosy maid.
I k*lled Brad.
What?
What? You k*lled Brad?
Of course I k*lled him.
And that b*tch Fiona.
I have to keep people like
that out of your life.
You didn't have to k*ll them.
Oh. You didn't know?
Brad was cheating on you.
With that b*tch Fiona.
That doesn't sound
like unconditional love
to me now, does it?
Darcy, you know this won't
go the way you want it to.
Olivia, if you keep talking,
I'm gonna have to k*ll you.
And I really don't
want to do that
because you've been
very kind to me.
Let me help you.
I am helping myself from now on.
You're not well, Darcy.
Oh, shush!
You're the one.
You're the one who told me
if I want something,
then I have to go out there
and make it happen.
It's not just gonna
magically appear.
Well, look at me.
Look, I'm taking initiative.
You should be proud of me.
I don't know you anymore.
Did you...
Did you ever
really know who I was?
I would die for you.
And...
in a way, I think that
I kind of proved that.
So what was your plan?
Just stay in my attic forever?
No, no.
I was gonna reveal myself
to you eventually.
You know, just waiting
for like a perfect time.
But Olivia had to go
and ruin it.
You know, I...
I would sneak
out some nights
and watch you sleep.
Most nights, actually.
And then I'd wear the doll just
in case you woke up and saw me.
Where are you going, Gumdrop?
Stay away from me, Darcy.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
I did all of this for you.
I mean, a thank you
would be nice, right?
Help! In here! Help!
Shut up!
Or I k*ll her.
Okay?
Now, you have two options.
Option one...
Boop.
You go outside
and you tell everyone
to leave nice and quietly.
Tell them whatever.
I don't know, maybe...
maybe something
happened with your dad.
Or option two...
Boop, boop.
I go down
and nobody leaves.
Okay, I'll go.
Don't forget your cane, Gumdrop.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
oh and Astrid...
I know I can trust you, right?
Olivia's life depends on it.
Yes.
Don't hurt her.
Um, can I get
everyone's attention, please?
I'm gonna have to end
the party early.
Um, something happened with
my dad and it could be serious.
So I just, I'm gonna have to
kick you guys out. I'm sorry.
What's up?
Don't worry about it.
I'm gonna call you later, okay?
No, I'm not going anywhere.
Can I help?
You need a ride to the
hospital or something?
No, no, I just need
you guys to leave, okay?
Oh. Okay.
What is going on?
At least, tell me.
Trust me.
Okay, go.
Okay.
Let's go, Charlie.
What are you doing?
Well, I can't k*ll her.
She was like
my mom's only friend.
Mine, too, but this
will keep her quiet
and give us enough time
to get out of here.
Get out?
What? I'm not going
anywhere with you.
What are you talking about?
We can't stay here.
Hello, where is everybody?
Dad? Daddy!
What are you doing?
You don't need him.
Buenos noches, Mango.
Mango, donde esta Don Jose?
Don Jose esta aqui.
Muy bueno.
Yeah.
Where the hell is everyone?
Mango?
Como se va, Mango?
Jennifer still thinks I'm cute.
Nice, right?
Jennifer es muy bonita.
Oh, I'm sorry I hurt
you, Gumdrop,
but you're just
better off without him.
I'm going to make
this easy for you.
Please don't, he's all I have.
He's all you have?
Well, okay.
Do you even know
that he's the reason
why my father k*lled my mother?
No, of course you don't.
I'm going to stab him
in the neck.
And he's going
to bleed out slowly
like a balloon.
That's how my father
k*lled my mother
before he burned the body
to hide the evidence.
All dressed up
in a pretty little bow.
Astrid.
Okay... I can't...
Here. Back to back, come on.
Okay, what do we do now?
We're going to try and
work it out together, okay?
-Okay.
-Wait.
Dr. Beckett?
Oh, God.
Hey, hey, hey,
are you all right?
Look at me, everything's okay.
Look at me,
everything's going to be fine.
You're just going
to stay with me, okay?
You with me, I need you
to hold on, okay?
Hold on until
the ambulance gets here.
Ah!
Darcy?
Okay, okay. Let me get you.
Hurry.
-What, what, who is that?
-Oh my God.
Oh my God!
Dad?
It's my dad!
Is he dying?
Is he gonna be okay?
-Tell me.
-Let me look.
He is gonna bleed out if
we don't stop the flow here.
Press this against his neck.
I'm hurting him.
No, no, no, no,
we need to keep it tight.
Okay.
I'm going to find something
to make a tourniquet.
Keep up the pressure.
We just need to act fast.
It's no use.
Darcy?
Darcy, you didn't
have to do this.
Sorry, Gumdrop.
But he was gonna get
in our way eventually.
Besides, I kind of
owed it to him.
Darcy, he had nothing to do
with your mom's death. I swear.
Not directly, no,
but your father
is the reason
my dad k*lled my mom.
You see, your daddy
was having
an affair with my mommy.
No, no.
Just friends.
-Darcy...
-Friends.
That's a lie.
Your mother would never do that.
You know I know
her better than anyone.
Your father was sick.
And if you're telling me
that your mother's death
was not a suicide, then
only your father is to blame.
Kayo!
No one messes with
my best friend.
Call 911 now.
I left my phone
in Charlie's car.
Is that Darcy?
A cell phone.
Astrid,
how is Darcy still alive?
-I'll explain--
-What is going on?
I'll explain later.
Did she just call
you her best friend?
Darcy, please.
I'm sorry that I reacted
the way that I did.
Same.
I think we can figure this out.
This, our situation,
or this, our relationship?
Our relationship.
Really?
You love me?
Yeah, I think so.
Say it.
I want to hear you
say the words out loud.
I love you.
Oh...
And you're not mad at all this?
No. No. Not at all.
I think it's really adorable
that you would go through all
of this trouble for me.
Yeah! Yeah!
Adorable! Yeah, me, too.
We are so funny.
I love us.
Yeah.
Yeah, I think we can
really be something special.
But Darcy, I just,
I need you
to help me save my dad first.
Darcy.
Listen to me.
What you're experiencing
right now
is a kind of psychotic break
called an erotomantic illusion.
I'm not listening to you.
We can make you feel better.
You have to trust me.
We can talk about
treatment options.
Trust you? Trust you?
You want to pump me
full of lithium.
And you know what?
I don't want that!
So discussion over.
Alone at last.
Now, let's talk Plan B.
Darcy, please, my dad
is dying. This is insane.
This is love.
This isn't love, Darcy.
So...
So you were lying to me?
You don't love me?
I mean, I know our
relationship
was a little unconventional,
but come on!
I can never stay mad at you.
Okay, so, the only
logical outcome
is they cage me
or they k*ll me.
Neither of which sound ideal.
We have to take ourselves out.
But we'll do it in a
much more poetic way
than setting ourselves on fire.
We?
Well, you're coming
with me, Gumdrop.
You want to k*ll me?
I thought you wanted
to protect me.
Well... I certainly can't leave
you to this world without me.
Look, we'll make it easy, okay?
We'll make it look like
a lover's suicide pact.
I am a lot of things,
but the main one is...
I am a true friend.
That's what a Gumdrop
princess is after all,
unless you've forgotten.
So I'm not a true friend?
I've kept this since you died.
It's supposed to
be good luck, right?
My Gris-Gris. I was wondering
what happened to that.
So, if I'm not a true friend,
maybe I shouldn't have it.
You are the Gumdrop princess,
so it's your turn to wear it.
Toss it over.
Come get it, Gumdrop.
On second thought,
maybe we should break up.
No!
I'm sorry.
Liar!
You were meant for me
We're meant to be, it's true
Worth it.
Astrid!
You okay?
I am now. You?
Alive.
Maybe we should
call the paramedics?
Kayo, you're alive.
Oldest best friend now, b*tch.
Astrid!
You broke my heart!
f*cking good.
Good bye.
Okay, so, she had the same
costume as the doll.
But... what are they gonna
do with the Morgan doll itself?
They should
burn that thing.
I'll make sure that they do.
But for now,
it's police evidence.
Is he gonna be okay?
They've stabilized him.
He's gonna be fine.
He's weak, but he's alive.
And Darcy?
They took her to the morgue.
Kayo's ambulance should be
at the hospital by now.
Are you gonna ride
with your dad?
Yeah.
I'll meet you there.
You saved his life.
And mine.
Ditto.
Am I ever gonna
feel normal again?
Eventually.
Some people are
ruined by their trauma.
Others are defined by it.
I think you're the fighter type.
I feel... numb.
It'll wear off.
Come on. Let's get your
dad to the hospital.
Oh...
This isn't gonna end you.
Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
Come on.
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Morgan: k*ller Doll (2025)
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