Match, Meet, m*rder (2025)

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(ominous music)

(woman grunting)

(dirt crinkling)

(grunting continues)

(music intensifies)

(woman whimpers)

(woman groans)

(woman whimpers)

(woman exhales)

(Woman): Please!

(woman whimpers)

(woman shrieks)

(footsteps crunch away)

(camera shutter snaps)

(camera shutter snaps)

(upbeat club music)

(woman): Let's lose the red

lips.

It's a little too intense.

What do you think?

Definitely.

Okay, can you please?

Actually, let's take a break.

If I'm starving, everyone

else must be.

Uh, that's lunch.

We'll meet back up

in an hour or so?

Great, thank you.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

(cars honking in the distance)

I could get used to this.

Used to what?

Catered lunches, smoothies.

- Oh gosh.

- Life is good.

I mean, it's

the least I could do.

I know you're not charging me

anywhere close

to your usual rate.

And I can't tell you how

much I appreciate that.

Well, I mean, what are

friends for?

Besides, I am in this

for selfish purposes.

What do you mean?

I mean,

after the fashion show,

Ruby Remelle Lingerie is

going to explode.

I don't know about that.

Oh, come on.

You already have the orders

placed and the buyers lined up.

Besides, I'm wearing your Bra

Free Bra all day

and it's perfect.

Been shimmying around

and everything is just staying

exactly where it needs to be.

Well, I should hope so.

That's what it's designed to do.

Although, it would be nice if

you got some use out of it yourself.

Okay, and then what

do you mean by that?

I mean, how long has it been?

Since what?

Since Luke.

It hasn't been that long.

- Hmm.

- Besides, these things,

they take time.

Well, don't let it

take too long.

Everybody knows

there's nothing sadder

than a lingerie designer with

no one to model for.

Maybe you could pick

one out for me.

Ooh, I'd love to.

(door rattles)

(ominous music)

(rattling continues)

(glass clinks)

(Man): Luke?

I'm looking for Luke.

He's not here.

(rattling continues)

(loud knocking)

(knocking continues)

Open up.

I know he's in there!

Lower your voice.

I said he's not here.

Well, where is he?

I don't know, he doesn't

live here anymore.

Well, when you see him...

I won't be seeing him.

When you see him,

just tell him

I'll be seeing him.

I see you again,

I call the cops!

(lock clicks)

(door shuts)

(Ella): You should have

called the cops.

Ugh, what are they gonna do?

In this city they have bigger

fish to fry.

But I mean, you told

Luke what happened.

I messaged him.

And?

What did he say?

He never got back to me.

This is why you need a new

man with a normal job.

It's been so long

I wouldn't even know

how to get back into it.

And that's why I have

the pepper spray.

I mean, it's a good point.

Things have changed.

I mean, you've been out

of the game a while.

But

you ever hear of Rina?

No.

Okay, so it's this new dating

app, like super exclusive.

Basically, need to be rich

or famous.

Preferably both.

Well, great because

I'm neither.

Firstly, your lingerie line

is about to explode.

Secondly, look at you.

You are gorgeous.

And thirdly,

most important maybe,

your best friend just happens

to be a well-known photographer

who was recently given a Rina

code as a favour.

A Rina code?

Yeah, you need one to join.

Anyway, the point is,

you need this more

than I do right now.

Gimme your phone.

- Seriously?

- Yes.

Thank you.

Ooh.

- What are you doing?

(Ella laughs)

(Ruby scoffs nervously)

There.

Done.

Oh, what have I gotten

myself into?

Oh, please.

You'll be thanking me

when you're hooking up with

some pro athlete.

By the way, this wouldn't be a

bad idea for your place.

You should get one for

the front door.

"Successful fashion designer

seeks hot new accessory?"

So, what, it's cute.

And true.

If this doesn't work,

I am holding you responsible.

And what if it does work out?

Well, then,

it's my idea, of course.

Oh, of course.

(gentle music)

Well, this is fun.

Are you sure you're not hungry?

Look, I don't, I don't mind

the quiet type,

but is everything okay?

Wow.

Excuse me.

Oh it's a trust fall for you

Watch me fly to your needs

Yeah, I'd do anything

Oh, it's a trust

fall for you

()

(ominous music)

(gentle music resumes)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

A hundred times to you

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

My heart's in place

where I'm saving

All the fun of

the day we're making

Hmm.

No. No. No.

(ominous music)

(knock on door)

(door rattling)

Hello?

(knock on door)

If you don't leave,

I'm calling the cops!

(lock clicking)

Hey! Hey!

Hey, hey, hey! Stop! Stop! Stop!

(exhales)

Luke! God!

I didn't think things ended

that badly between us.

(pepper spray plops on chair)

What are you doing here?

Um, I just wanted

to bring this by.

This is um, it's the last

of your stuff, I think.

I'll just put it in...

- No, no, no, here.

I'll take it.

- Rubes, it's heavy.

Luke, I'll take it.

Close the door.

Look, I didn't mean

to startle you.

I just...

I, I shoulda called first.

Yeah.

What's the matter with you?

(somber music)

Someone came here last

night looking for you.

It scared me half to death.

Who?

How should I know?

Someone you insulted,

or slandered, or who knows what?

What, what did you say?

Well, what do you think

I said?

I said you don't live

here anymore

and then I told him to leave.

You gotta fix that lock, Ruby.

Clearly.

I got a toolkit in the trunk.

I can take care of it in like,

two minutes, it just...

I'll handle it.

Do you know how many break-ins

there have been in

this neighborhood lately?

No, I don't but I'm sure that

you are gonna tell me.

(Police Radio): 5-16, we have a

possible 6-25 in progress.

See?

Why? Why do you have that?

That is so

that is so weird, Luke.

Yeah, they, uh, the cops

won't talk to me anymore.

Turns out they weren't fans

of the way I portrayed

their department

in my latest article.

So, how else do you expect me

to stay on top of things?

And you wonder why.

Why what?

That's what I thought.

Um...

(keys jingle)

Those are yours, I guess.

(footsteps tap away)

Just fix the lock.

(door rattles)

(door slams)

(exhales)

(sighs)

(gentle pop music)

Can't get fired now

Can't get left out

I gotta do it for you

Can't get fired now

Can't get last out

I gotta do it for me too

So I'll do other things

if it's day or night

I gotta go at this right

(giggles)

It's on me, the way my life

they way it turns around

(phone pings)

The way my life,

the way I make it so free

I'll make my mother

and my sister proud

Oh, it's up to me

Uh...

Oh, it's all up to me

Hello, Dylan.

(Ella): Hey.

- Hey.

- Doin' okay?

- Yeah.

Why?

Just that guy had you

really freaked out.

What guy?

That guy who came looking

for Luke.

Oh.

Uh, yeah.

Wait a second.

He just came over to drop off

some things.

Uh-huh, and the last time

that happened,

he ended up spending the night.

Well, that was then.

And before he became

so paranoid.

Hey, no judgment here.

Honestly, some of the best sex

I've had is with guys after

we broke up.

Well, Luke and I

are done for good.

Besides...

That doesn't matter anymore.

Follow me.

- Oh, yes, my queen.

I have a date.

(gasps)

When did this happen?

- Look.

- I knew it.

(Ruby giggles)

Oh, my.

Wealthy and super-hot?

I should have kept the code

for myself.

Sorry, no one seems to know

how to order anymore.

(Ruby): Oh, no,

don't worry about it.

We were just about to go over

the photos from the sh**t.

Mm-hmm, right after

we finish talking

about your boss's date.

Ruby, you have a date!

It's not a big deal.

I haven't even met him yet.

- It is a big deal.

- Uh-uh.

Show her his profile.

- Okay, here.

- Oh!

Coco?

What is it?

I... I think I know this guy.

Follow me.

So, what you're about

to see is...

What we should be seeing are

the photos from the sh**t.

I mean, they have to be sent

out to all the fashion media

in um, oh, exactly six hours so.

(Ella clears throat)

And all that can get done

in like, an hour.

Go on.

So, what you're about to see

is a clip from

the current season.

Of?

The hit reality show,

"Marry My Millionaire"! Ha!

Ugh, honestly.

I cannot believe you have not

seen it 'cause it is fire!

Okay.

(schmaltzy music)

Love is free.

But that doesn't mean

it's cheap.

Why settle when you can...

(chimes jingle)

"Marry My Millionaire?"

Is this for real?

Yes, it's for real.

Jules Jetridge is a Chicago

institution.

She's a third-generation

matchmaker

and has married a billionaire

twice.

The same one?

(Ella snickers)

Does it matter?

In each episode, Jules brings

in a new millionaire

and three women compete to go

on a master date.

And by the end,

he usually proposes.

Ah!

He proposes?

After one date.

A master date.

Yeah, Rube, haven't you

ever master dated?

(both chuckle)

(Coco huffs)

Plus, they've gotten to know

each other off camera.

We don't need to see all

that boring stuff.

Anyways, I'm going

to skip ahead.

(schmaltzy music)

That's him, right?

Will you accept this ring?

Grace,

it's time for your answer.

Are you ready to marry

my millionaire?

Yes.

Yes.

(music turns dark)

Now, tell me this,

what kind of person proposes

on a reality TV show?

Well, at least he didn't

marry her.

Well, we assume he didn't

marry her.

Yeah, but if he'd married her,

he wouldn't still be on Rina.

Right, 'cause no one

ever cheats.

Ah, forget it.

I'm cancelling.

What? What, 'cause you're

so offended

that the hot millionaire

who a couple hours ago

you were excited to see was on

a reality dating show once?

Just admit it, you're scared.

Scared of what, exactly?

Getting hurt.

Okay.

Help me get ready?

Ooh! What are you thinkin'?

I was thinking of matching

something with this green.

Ooh, can I come too?

Of course!

(Ella laughs)

Perfection.

(Ruby): Okay, I'm coming out!

Okay.

Oh, my.

Ruby, you look...

(Ruby sighs)

- Ridiculous?

No!

Perfect.

Dylan's not gonna know

what hit him.

- Okay, thank you.

- Okay.

You sure you don't want

me to drop you off?

Oh, no, no.

I'm just parked in the garage.

Okay, 'cause I will leave

my phone on,

and if it's awkward or whatever,

there's no spark,

just text me and I will get you

airlifted out of there.

- Okay.

- Okay.

(both squeal)

- Okay.

- Okay.

(heels clacking on pavement)

(car door shuts behind)

(ominous music)

(running footsteps

approach then stop)

(car alarm blares)

Hello? Is someone there?

(sighs)

(grunts)

(car battery dies)

Oh!

No.

(car squeals and speeds away)

(sighs)

- Okay.

(call dials)

(Dylan): Hello?

Dylan.

Hi, uh, it's Ruby.

Don't tell me you're

cancelling already.

I just snuck outta work.

No, no, no, I um,

I'm actually calling

'cause uh, my car has

completely died.

I must have left the lights

on or something.

Where are you?

Dylan, really, it's okay.

I'll meet you at the restaurant.

Come on, where are ya?

Kingsbury and Oak.

Oh, well, I'm already

in the area.

Are you sure it's no trouble?

Please, it's my pleasure.

Just sit tight.

Okay.

Thank you.

(gentle hopeful music)

(car rumbles to a stop)

- Hi.

- Hi.

(giggles nervously)

Uh, wow, this couldn't have

started off any worse.

Oh, I don't know.

I'm kind of enjoying myself.

Should we do the formal

introductions?

Sure.

- Dylan.

- Ruby.

Are you hungry?

Starving.

Follow me.

(Ruby): I've heard

of this place.

There's like a six month

wait list to get in.

How did you manage to

get a reservation?

I didn't.

Wait, so we don't have

a reservation?

My company brings them

a lot of business.

What company is that?

- I'm a broker.

- Stocks?

Gold, actually.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Through good times and bad,

it's the one asset that retains

its value.

(soft instrumental music)

(Ruby): Oh, thank you.

Ahem.

Thank you.

So, enough about me.

I wanna hear about you.

Uh, okay.

Well, um, I'm a designer.

I actually have my own lingerie

line, Ruby Remelle.

Hmm, I know.

You googled me.

Yeah, of course, I did.

I mean, I know Rina vets

its users

and you can never be too

careful, but, uh,

I was just a little curious.

Uh...

Dylan, there's something

I should probably tell you.

I'm really not supposed

to be on Rina.

What do you mean?

I mean, my friend she,

she swiped a code.

Oh, wow.

So, uh, you brought me here

under false pretenses,

is that it?

Actually, you brought me here.

Oh yeah.

Guess we'll just call it

even then, hey?

(Jules): Dylan! I thought

that was you.

- Hello, Jules.

- Hello.

Mwah.

Jules Jetridge.

- Oh, uh, of course.

Um, Ruby Remelle.

Ruby Remelle?

Like, the designer?

Yeah.

How did you know that?

Oh well, ahem.

I love it.

It's not often I find something

that fits me so well.

Oh, thank you.

(Jules): I am so sorry,

but duty calls.

It was lovely to meet you,

my dear.

- You too.

- Maybe we can collaborate

on something one day.

I, I would love that.

(Jules chuckles)

Dylan.

(Ruby chuckles)

I am so sorry about that.

Oh, don't be silly.

That was um, exciting.

So, you know who she is then?

Well, I know her show.

I mean, I can't say I'm

the biggest fan or anything.

(chuckles)

Okay.

So, uh, my turn to come

clean about something.

I know Jules so well because

I went on her show once.

I couldn't even tell you

why I did it.

I just...

(sighs)

I don't know,

I guess I was just

looking for someone special.

(sighs)

You knew? The whole

the whole time?

I didn't...

I didn't at first.

I mean, not initially when

I saw your profile on Rina.

It wasn't until after

my assistant

showed me a clip of your show.

I never even heard of it.

She showed you my clip?

Yeah.

(snickers)

And you still agreed

to meet me?

Honestly, I wasn't going to.

I mean, but Ella, she said

that I should probably...

Uh, sorry, who's Ella?

My best friend.

She said I should give

this a chance.

Well, I'm so glad

that she did.

You know what?

Me too.

(tender music)

(Dylan): I don't want

this night to end.

(Ruby): Neither do I.

(car rumbles)

Whoa.

It's just a house.

This is not just a house.

Looks better on the inside.

You promise?

(upbeat exciting music)

(Ruby giggling)

(footsteps clatter on stair)

(Ruby sighs gently)

(door creaks gently)

Morning.

Good morning.

I didn't know how you took it,

so I guessed.

Um, two sugars, splash cream?

That is perfect.

What I don't know is how

you take your eggs.

I mean, my housekeeper's out

but my scrambled eggs are

pretty legendary.

Ha.

Today I will take them to go.

I'm so sorry, I,

I have a really important

meeting I need to get to.

Well, let me grab my jacket.

I'll drive you.

No, Dylan, it's okay.

I will take a car.

Ruby, come on,

let me drive you.

Go make the eggs.

(chuckles)

- Okay.

Okay.

(uncertain music)

(muffled giggle)

(Ruby exhales)

Dylan, can I borrow

a shirt or something?

(mysterious music)

(knife clacks on board)

(gentle classical music)

Uh, my ride will be here

in a couple minutes.

Oh, that's all I need.

It's almost finished.

Actually, um, I'm gonna pass

on breakfast,

if you don't mind?

I'm not that hungry.

You don't even want it to go?

I'm good.

Hey, is everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

Uh...

I just want you to know I don't

usually do that.

(Dylan chuckles)

Hey, neither do I.

(gentle kiss)

I would like, really love

to see you again.

Yeah, me too.

- 'K.

- Okay.

(phone pings)

Oh, my, my ride's here.

Call you later?

Yep.

(footsteps clack away)

(exhales happily)

(door opens and shuts)

Hmm.

Hmm.

(music turns dark)

(pan clangs)

Call you later, hmm.

Call you later.

(inhales and exhales deeply)

I'll call you...

call you later.

I'll, I'll...

(dark music continues)

(car rumbles past)

(door opens and shuts)

Hello?

(door shuts)

What are you doing here?

My husband is right outside.

I know.

(chuckles)

You're home early.

And what did you

take this time?

Helen, come on.

Moi?

Oh, no.

Come on, Helen.

You know better than that.

(Dylan laughing)

(Helen scoffs)

Helen: I'll be right out.

What do you want?

To slip out the back door

and forget any of this

ever happened.

You know, you get to keep

the insurance money

from the robbery and this all

stays our little secret.

Get out.

(dark music)

(Ella): Nobody gets into

Anselmo's without a reservation.

Well, he said he brings

in a lot of business.

Yeah, but they don't need

the business.

They've got a wait list that's

like six months out.

I don't know what to tell you.

I mean, we ate there.

'K, well, did he say anything

about his ex-fiance?

You know, that lady from

the reality show?

- Grace.

- Right.

No, he was honest about it.

Okay.

Did he say what happened

between them?

No, and I didn't ask.

I know what happened.

I heard she disappeared.

What?

Yeah, she disappeared.

Before the wedding.

(unsettling music plays)

And he didn't say anything

to you?

I mean, we talked about

the show, not about her.

Look, lets just relax, okay?

After embarrassing yourself

on a reality TV show,

who wouldn't wanna disappear

for a couple months?

(camera shutter snaps)

But her clothes were

still there.

What?

In his closet,

there are dresses.

That's weird.

I don't know.

It was just very recently Luke

came and dropped off

the rest of my stuff.

Look, we don't really care

how good a time you had

with him.

I'm just saying I don't think

right now

is the time to limit

your options.

I think she's right.

Now's the time to play the field

before things get too serious.

If they get serious.

Okay.

Boom.

Scored ya a date.

La Fonda Art Gallery.

Hottie.

(Ruby scoffs)

I mean, I guess it

wouldn't hurt to see

what's out there?

Absolutely!

That's what I'm saying.

Listen, I know you had

a good time but...

Hope I'm not interrupting.

(Ruby): Dylan.

(stammers)

What are you doing here?

I was in the neighborhood.

How did you know

where I worked?

Well, you told me the name

of the company

and then I just looked up

the address.

Yes, smart thinking.

(both chuckle)

Uh sorry, hi, I'm Dylan.

Hmm, we know.

It's nice to meet you.

And you as well.

Um, so anyway,

I was hoping maybe,

uh, you had some time for lunch.

Let me grab my stuff.

Have the best time.

(unsettling music)

(Ella exhales nervously)

(Dylan): So, tell me

about the show.

Well, um, production

is a bit behind but, um,

we should have everything

ready to go.

And what's the point

of the show,

to introduce the line

to the world?

Mainly it's to get press.

- Hmm.

- Get the buyers excited.

Hopefully get more store orders.

And once we get our

name out there,

we'll pivot to doing

online sales.

There's way less overhead,

way more profit.

And I've already got

the fulfillment centre

ready to go.

Ruby Remelle Limited Line.

Smart.

Really smart, actually.

Thank you.

You know, I haven't told

anybody else this but, um,

our preorders are through

the roof.

Everything works out, I'll be

taking you to Anselmo's.

You know, you remind me of me.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I was never handed anything.

Everything I have in life

I had to work for.

Yeah, me too.

But believe me, there are times

when I wish

things were handed to me.

Nah.

'Cause then you wouldn't

be who you are.

How 'bout we continue

this later on tonight?

Kind of haven't been able to

stop thinking about you.

Actually, I have plans.

Oh.

Another suitor?

You do have a date?

Look, I...

I didn't expect what happened

between us last night,

to happen.

And I already had

the date set up.

So cancel it.

All right, I understand.

But what would you say

if I told you

to have a terrible time tonight?

(both chuckle)

I just wanna make sure

this is real.

I mean, after all, you did fall

for Grace really quickly too.

(dark music)

(blows out breath)

She's not really gone, is she?

This morning I um...

I went into your closet.

I was just looking for a shirt

or something and uh,

I called down to you but

you didn't hear.

And?

I saw the dresses.

Yeah, I shoulda got rid

of them after she left.

Why didn't you?

I don't know, I...

I guess...

I guess part of me just always

hoped that she'd come back.

I'll get rid of them.

I promise.

Just never had a reason

to before.

But now I do.

(camera shutter snaps)

(tense music)

(camera shutter snaps)

(upbeat club music)

Ahem.

Well, this place is very um,

unique.

It is, isn't it?

Um, now this.

This is so uh

profound.

I think it represents

the inevitability of death.

(chuckles)

Nah, I don't think that's it.

I'm gonna get another drink.

Yeah.

Hi, um, can I get a, a large glass

of white wine, please? Thank you.

Ruby, ha!

- Jules.

- Twice in 24 hours.

I might start to think that

you're stalking me.

Or you're following me.

Well.

(both chuckle)

So, what are you doing here?

Oh um, just one the worst

date of my life.

Oh, not with Dylan?

No, no that, uh,

that went um

that was really great, actually.

I bet it did.

Thank you.

So um, how well do you know him?

Uh, very well, actually.

Why?

Uh, I don't know.

Oh.

Because you're falling

for him, aren't you?

I mean, it's a bit hard

to fall for someone

after just a couple of dates.

Not in my world, honey.

(giggles)

- Right.

So, Jules, I know that Dylan

proposed to someone on his show.

I was just wondering,

do you know what happened?

Well, what did Dylan tell you?

- Not much, he just...

- There you are.

Where's my drink?

Hey.

Something tells me I need to

keep an eye on you, Ruby.

- Who the hell was that?

- Oh, just um, a friend.

My drink?

Yeah, you know what?

I think I'm gonna head out.

'K, I guess I'll go

say my goodbyes.

No, no, no, you can um,

you stay here.

I'll be fine.

What are you saying?

I'm saying I had a nice time

with you tonight,

I just uh, I think um...

I think I'm just gonna go.

You're just gonna leave?

Pretty lame.

(message bloops)

It's been fun, Dash.

(knock on door)

(Ruby): Be right there!

(Luke): Hey.

Uh, you fixed the lock finally.

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to

check up on you.

You don't need to

check up on me.

I'm not one of your

investigations.

In fact, I have someone coming

over right now.

Ah.

Guy from the park?

It's a public place, Ruby.

It's not like I was peeking

through the window.

It's just as bad.

So, how did you two meet?

Same way everyone meets

these days.

Ruby, do you know how many

women I've talked to

who have been stalked or hurt

by somebody

that they met online?

I mean, look it, it's not,

it's not safe, all right?

What do you, what do you even really

know about this guy? (phone pings)

You gotta go.

Um, thank you.

Thank you, yeah.

- Okay, Rubes just...

- Thanks.

- Just be careful.

Thanks.

Bye.

(Ruby): Ha, not a clue.

I mean, and then he just handed

me his glass

without even asking

for anything.

I don't know.

That sounds, uh,

absolutely awful.

Because it was.

I mean, the second I stepped

in there,

I wanted to immediately leave.

Well, uh, you know,

not to call a spade a spade,

but that's kinda what you get

for going out with somebody

that you met on a dating app.

(Dylan laughs)

I uh, did see Jules there.

(scoffs)

Jules, huh? Really?

Mm-hmm.

Wild, right?

Well, you know, I mean,

scouting for her show

is a really big part of the job.

Or maybe she just wanted to be

amongst the beautiful people.

Hmm.

But you know what I would

really love to do?

What?

See that studio of yours.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I wanna see where all

the magic happens.

I wanna know everything

about you.

(Ruby): So, the entire line

is about comfort.

Women feeling good

in their skin.

Making their own decisions.

Because ultimately,

it's our choice.

I like that.

Empowering.

Exactly.

Well, you can tell that

you're confident.

Completely in control.

(Ruby chuckles)

You know, in designing maybe.

What do you mean?

I mean, I've always been

self-assured

when it comes to my work.

It's everywhere else

that's the problem.

Sounds like there's

a story there.

No story.

Just a series of failed

relationships.

Well, I mean, you already

know why I was on Rina.

Why were you?

Well, um, I thought my last

relationship was the one.

He was exciting.

A reporter.

We were together for years.

And so, what happened?

His job happened.

It changed him.

He started to see the world

in a

very dark light.

And I didn't wanna live

my life like that.

So, you still in touch

with him?

Not by choice.

He checks up on me.

Just to make sure I'm okay.

I know how it sounds is

it's just really out of concern.

You have nothing to

be worried about.

(dark music)

(Dylan scoffs)

Well, you know,

I think you'd look amazing

in that.

(Ruby giggles)

You know, it's funny,

I actually have never worn

anything I've designed myself.

Seriously?

Seriously.

Samples are expensive.

I can't afford

to waste anything.

You in that would never

be a waste.

(music swells)

(ominous music)

(exhales)

(soft music)

(papers flop)

For the first time in my life,

completely speechless.

Good.

'Cause I am done talking.

(music intensifies)

(Dylan exhales happily)

I've never met anyone like

you before, Ruby.

Not even...

Grace?

Dylan, I...

I'm so sorry, I...

No, no.

(exhales)

You have a right to know.

Like I said before, I

went on the show

with all the right reasons.

You know, I...

I really did hit it

off with her.

I know it sounds silly

but uh, we clicked.

We had so much in common.

What happened?

Well, producers forced

the engagement upon us.

Yeah, I didn't care.

I figured if it was meant to be,

it was meant to be, you know.

And if not, well,

we'd just call it off.

Is that how she felt?

Yeah, I thought so.

But then the second the cameras

stopped rolling,

she changed.

And I mean, I know everybody

would act differently

not in the spotlight

but she changed.

She became distant, angry.

I tried to ask her about it

but she refused to discuss

whatever was wrong.

So, finally I...

I said if things didn't change,

I wasn't gonna go through

with it.

What did she say?

I never saw her again.

(ominous music)

What?

Exactly what I just said.

She literally disappeared.

Did you go looking for her?

Of course.

I mean, there's only

so much I could do.

I figured that eventually,

once she worked through

what she needed to,

she'd reach out to me.

But

she never did.

Where is she now?

I have no idea.

That must have been so

traumatic.

Yeah, but it's got

a silver lining to it.

If that didn't happen,

I wouldn't have met you.

(Ruby): What do you mean

my shipment is stuck in customs?

No, no, I understand

what it means,

I just can't believe

yes, I will hold.

Hey, are you still on hold, too?

I'm waiting for a supervisor.

Yeah, spoiler alert,

there is no supervisor.

Yes, uh-huh.

Exactly, okay, so you can ship

it overnight?

Perfect.

I'll sign for it.

(Ruby): No.

No, thank you.

I really, really appreciate it.

Okay.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Oof.

Oh, that's probably from one

of the magazines

returning a sample.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

It's not a sample.

This is from Dylan.

Hey.

You guys finally get through?

Whoa.

(Ruby): This can't be real,

right?

Well, it's beautiful.

(Ella): Wait.

It's definitely real.

Seriously?

(Coco gasps)

Marry this man.

- What do you think?

- Well, it's beautiful.

And way too soon.

Excuse me?

I mean, can't you see

how strange this is?

That someone would want to

buy me expensive jewelry?

No, that's not what

I mean and you know it.

You know, you're the one that

pushed me to use this app.

To go and meet people

and live it up.

Huh, yeah.

I did push you to try

those things.

Don't you see how fast this

is moving?

I mean what, you go from Luke,

to not trusting anyone,

now this.

I know how I feel.

Yeah, you're not the one

I'm worried about.

- What are you talking about?

- Dylan.

I mean, how well do you

even know the guy?

I'm getting to know him.

(Ella scoffs)

And so far, it's been great.

Better than great, actually.

It's been perfect.

Ruby, he asked that

other woman

to marry him after one date.

That was for a reality

television show!

And what, that just means

it's not true?

We talked about that.

Did you talk about

what happened to her?

She disappeared.

What does that even mean?

Exactly what it sounds like.

Ruby.

Listen to yourself.

I mean, I know you like this

guy and everything, but come on.

There's some serious

red flags here.

Do me a favour, Ella.

If you're gonna be

on my side, great.

And if not, I'd appreciate it

if you'd mind your own business.

Ruby.

(footsteps stomp away)

What happened?

I gave her my opinion.

She didn't wanna hear it.

About the line?

Worse.

(exhales)

Her love life.

(Dylan): What's the matter?

Never seen somebody so unhappy

with gelato.

Sorry, it's nothing.

I was just thinking.

About?

About how some people just

can't be happy for you.

Okay.

Spill it.

Hmm, I told you about

my best friend, Ella.

The one who gave me

the code for Rina?

Oh, the one that I met

in your office?

Right.

Yes, well she's the one

who talked me into dating again.

I mean, she practically had to

push me to use the app.

Now she thinks things are

moving too quickly.

How did you know?

Because she's a good friend.

I mean, things are

moving quickly.

And I'm okay with that.

I mean, I know what we have,

you know what we have.

But to other people,

people on the outside

looking in, I mean,

I can see how they might find

it a little strange.

Can't you?

Um, ahem, I guess so.

Look, she's just looking

out for you.

Don't let it bother you.

If I had a dollar

for everyone who was looking out

for me,

I wouldn't have to worry about

promoting my line.

Oh?

(Ruby sighs)

- Luke.

He's still bothering you?

Last night, right before you

came over, he stopped by.

You never told me that.

I threw him out right away.

I didn't wanna make a big

deal out of it.

So, what did he want?

Just his usual paranoia.

Ruby, if this is gonna work,

your ex can't keep doing that.

Do you want me to talk to him?

No.

That... wouldn't be good.

I'll take care of it.

I promise.

(tense music)

Hey, excuse me.

- Can I help you?

- Yeah, I think you can.

Uh, my name's Luke Rangford.

I'm an investigative reporter.

- Great?

- You're Brittany, right?

- Yeah.

- I wanted to talk to you about your sister, Grace.

And I have some questions

about Dylan Martin.

(Brittany scoffs)

Please.

I've got nothing

to say about him.

Please, it's, it's important.

Why?

Because someone very close

to me

might be falling in love

with him.

Okay.

Thank you. I won't take

too much of your time.

(Brittany): So,

how'd you find me?

(Luke): Well, like I said,

I'm an investigative

reporter, so.

(Brittany scoffs)

Uh, your sister's social media.

It wasn't... wasn't hard.

Well, I told her not to

go on that stupid show.

So, why did she?

Who wouldn't wanna marry a

young, hot millionaire, right?

Yeah.

Anyway, I knew no good

was gonna come out of it.

But Grace,

she was a hopeless romantic.

Well, from what was on

the show, what aired,

it seemed like they were really

into each other.

Yeah, I think they were.

She was head over heels

for that guy.

So, what happened?

Apparently, the more

she found out about him,

the more she realized

he was full of it.

What do you mean?

Well, you know what the show

is called, obviously.

Yeah well, turns out he wasn't

even a millionaire.

Not even close.

He was just hoping

to get famous.

Grace must have been

devastated.

Not about

the millionaire part.

Honestly, she didn't care about

the wealth or the status,

but she was furious when she

found out that he lied to her.

Did she ever say how it ended?

No.

I never heard back from her.

You didn't find that odd?

My sister and I were close

but we didn't have the kind

of relationship

where we spoke every day.

I just figured that she needed

some time to think things

through.

So, you haven't seen or her

from her since?

I went to the police

and they tried to help.

They even questioned Dylan.

But ultimately, they couldn't

find any evidence

that linked him to her

disappearance.

And then when I told them

the whole back story,

they were even more skeptical.

They said that she got a taste

of the limelight

but didn't like it.

- But you don't believe that.

- Of course not.

My sister wouldn't have just

disappeared like that.

Not without telling me.

Brittany, what do you think

happened to Grace?

The only thing I know for sure

is that he had something

to do with it.

Thank you so much for this.

(sinister shrill)

(footsteps thud away)

(Dylan exhales)

(unsettling music)

(fingers tapping on keys)

(knock at door)

(Dylan): Come on, man.

I know you're in there.

Who is it?

You know, I think it's time

you and I had a little talk.

Ruby's not here.

Yeah, I know she's not here,

I just left her.

I wanna talk to you.

Come on, you'll wanna hear what

I have to say, I promise.

(door opens and closes)

- So, what do you want?

- Mind if I sit down?

(piano sings)

Hey.

So, what wonderful things did

Grace's sister

have to say about me?

I have no idea what you're

talking about.

Of course you do.

I was there watching you

the entire time.

Now we just need to decide what

we're gonna do about it.

Okay, if you leave now

I won't tell Ruby, all right?

Well, it's too late for that.

I know you called her already.

I can't have you running around

after your ex,

sticking your nose into

my business.

You understand?

Do you understand that?!

Get out.

Come on, Luke,

put the knife down.

We both know

you're not gonna use it.

Get out!

Okay.

Okay.

She's not gonna believe you,

you know?

Yeah, maybe not but she'll

believe Ella.

And once I tell her...

(sinister music)

(both grunting)

(Luke winces)

(Luke gasping)

(music intensifies)

(both grunting)

(Luke chokes)

(Luke whimpering)

(knife squelches in flesh)

(exhales)

(steadying breaths)

(Luke gasping)

(exhales)

(panting)

(gasping)

(knife swishes)

(exhales)

Yeah.

(Voicemail): First saved

message.

Luke: Ruby, it's me.

Call me as soon as you can.

I need to see you right away.

(Dylan sighs)

Well, I can't believe

I'm saying this

but I think you should call

him back.

Find out what he wants.

- I did.

A bunch of times.

It just always goes straight

to voicemail.

Well, there you go then.

I mean, it couldn't have been

that important, right?

I don't know, it just doesn't

feel like him.

Okay, let's go then.

Where?

What do you mean where?

To Luke's place.

I, I can't.

I, I have so much to do today.

Ruby, if you were really

worried about him,

you'd be over there in a second.

No, okay,

you're, you're right.

Yeah, okay, I know.

Let's go.

Wait, you're coming with me?

Yeah, I'm not letting you

go over there alone.

No matter how much I think

you're overreacting.

Come on.

Take my car, it's faster.

He lives here?

Yeah, uh, he loves, what

does he call it, the grit.

Likes to pretend he's

a hard-boiled reporter

from the 1940s.

(door creaks open)

(Ruby sighs)

(knock on door)

Bell doesn't ring.

Never did.

(sighs)

(knocking continues)

(handle creaks)

He loves this neighborhood

but he would never leave

the door unlocked.

I'm trying him again

one more time.

(Luke's phone rings)

We need to call the police.

You don't...

- He could be in trouble.

Ruby.

Ruby, no!

(Ruby shrieks then sobs)

(police siren wails)

(indistinct police

radio chatter)

Again, I'm so sorry for your

loss, Miss Remelle.

We hadn't been together

for quite some time

but it's still horrible.

I understand.

Now, Miss Remelle,

you were the first one to notice

the body, correct?

Yes.

But only for a moment

and then,

and then I turned away.

(Dylan): I told her not to look.

It was obvious what

had happened.

But you did, Mr. Martin,

correct? You looked?

I didn't just look.

I made Ruby wait by the door

and then I went to examine

the body.

Why would you do that?

To make sure he wasn't alive.

And how did you

ascertain that?

Well, I felt for his pulse.

Where?

Where, what?

Where did you feel

for his pulse?

On his neck and then

on his wrist.

Do you have formal first

aid training, Mr. Martin?

Basic first aid training.

I was a lifeguard once.

So, once you determined

the body was deceased,

you then called the police?

Exactly.

Miss Remelle, do you have any

idea

why somebody would wanna

harm Mr. Rangford?

He made a living asking

questions

to people who didn't like

being asked them.

(Detective): So,

was he ever threatened

by anyone that you know of?

Nothing that would

explain this.

Well, wait a minute,

didn't you tell me about someone

who came by recently looking

for Luke?

Yeah, but I can't imagine

that he...

Every bit of information

helps, okay?

Okay, yeah, someone came by

a couple nights

ago demanding to speak

with Luke.

But we had long broken up

so I told him to never

come back again.

Does this someone have a name?

No, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna put some

pictures together.

If you wouldn't mind

having a look, okay?

Detective, can I take Ruby

home now?

She's been through a lot.

Maybe you could speak with

her again later?

Of course.

I appreciate both your time.

I know this can't be easy.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Martin,

the responding police officer,

he didn't get your address.

Why would he need my address?

Well, just in case we need

to speak with you again.

Oh, okay.

My number's right there.

Call me anytime.

Okay, thank you.

(Ruby): Thank you for being

here with me.

Ella: Are you kidding?

Where else would I be?

(tender music)

How I acted before,

what I said to you.

Friends fight.

And honestly, even though

my intentions were good,

I probably should've kept

my mouth shut.

Oh, it's okay.

Oh, things are moving

quickly with Dylan.

Are you sure you wouldn't

rather be with him?

Ella.

All I need is you right now.

(Ella chuckles softly)

(Ruby sighs)

Just, I don't understand it.

I mean,

Luke had a lot of enemies.

But I'd never imagine anything

to happen like this.

Hey.

This isn't supposed

to make sense.

Luke took a lot of risks.

It's hard to believe that it

actually caught up with him.

(Ruby gasps)

(uncertain music)

(keyboard key clacks)

Oh, my God.

(unsettling music)

(Ella): What's that?

(Ruby screams)

- Sorry.

- Oh, my gosh,

you almost gave me a heart

attack.

I thought you were sleeping.

You okay?

What is it?

Here, take a look.

(tender music resumes)

Is it...

Same one?

Well, what made you look?

I was just sitting there

staring at it,

and then I realized I'd

seen it before.

But that would mean...

(call dials)

(Dylan): Hey, mornin'.

I need to talk to you.

Okay.

Is everything all right?

The tennis bracelet you gave

me, where did you get it?

A jeweller I do a lot of

business with. Why?

You didn't get it from Grace?

What?

Ruby, what's this about?

I saw a clip of you and Grace.

She's wearing a tennis bracelet.

The exact same bracelet.

Well, yeah, that's 'cause

I bought it for her.

The same one?

Yeah.

Yeah, the same one.

But I mean, I just,

I really like it, you know.

And I thought you would

look gorgeous in it.

So, I mean, I guess I just

never thought you'd know.

So, you didn't take

it back from her?

What? Of course not.

Well, where is it now?

Wherever she is.

Look, Ruby, just let me come

over and explain it to you.

No.

I don't think so, Dylan.

Ruby, please.

Look, Dylan, I have, I have

a really, really busy day.

I need to get back to the studio

and I have to prep for my show.

Then I'll come by, okay?

I need some time to

think about this.

I'll come to you when

I'm ready, okay?

Okay, but just make sure

you call me first, okay?

I will.

(sinister music)

(birds cawing)

(intercom rings)

(Helen): Yes?

Hi.

I'm here to see Dylan Martin.

Who?

Dylan Martin.

This is Ruby.

I'm afraid you have

the wrong address.

Um, I, I don't think so.

Hello?

(gate rumbles open)

(engine starts)

I am so sorry.

I'm looking for,

for Dylan Martin?

I understand.

And who are you?

I'm Helen Miller.

This is my house.

(uncertain music)

Your house?

Please, sit down.

I spent the night here.

Just a few days ago with a man

named Dylan Martin.

I have no doubt that you did.

Who is he?

I guess that all depends on

who he needs to be for you.

For me, he was a distraction.

A small burst of excitement in

my otherwise dreary life.

You had an affair with him.

I was flattered.

A man like him could still

find me attractive?

But you don't understand.

And you can't.

You're too young.

But one day you will.

And did you eventually

end it or...

Dylan Martin, or whatever his

real name is,

stole over $100,000 in

jewelry from me.

And when I threatened to go to

the police,

he threatened to go

to my husband.

What else could I do?

I kept my mouth shut.

Mrs. Miller,

is this yours?

Oh, my husband bought

this for me

for our 10th anniversary.

- I'm so sorry, here.

- No. No, you keep it.

It means nothing to me now.

Mrs. Miller,

did you have another bracelet

just like this?

No, it was custom-made.

I picked out the stones myself.

(music turns ominous)

- I have to go.

- No.

Be careful, my dear.

Men like Dylan,

who care only about themselves,

you never know what they're

capable of.

(ominous beat)

(pins clatter)

What are you doing here?

I told you I had

to talk to you.

So, you broke in?

Huh, I didn't break in.

The door was unlocked.

I... I don't, I don't wanna

see you right now.

Ruby, what's the matter?

Did you k*ll Luke?

(Dylan laughs)

Seriously? k*ll Luke?

Why would I do that?

Because you knew he

was a reporter.

And you knew he would

protect me.

Protect you from who?

From you.

You knew he'd find out

about you.

The real you.

Ruby, this is

the real me, okay?

Did the real you k*ll Grace?

Come on.

Grace disappeared.

I told you that.

I spoke to Helen Miller.

She told me everything.

Oh, that woman was way more

trouble than she was worth.

Trust me, Ruby, what she told

you was far from everything.

Why couldn't you just leave

well enough alone, huh?

Why'd you have to go poking

your nose

where it doesn't belong, huh?

Just like your ex.

(bat thuds)

(Ruby whimpers)

(bat clatters to floor)

Jules!

(Jules): Watch the door.

(sinister beat)

What are you, what

are you doing here?

I followed Dylan here.

But why?

(Jules inhales and

exhales deeply)

Jules...

What happened to Grace?

Was it Dylan?

Did he k*ll her?

He did.

Didn't he?

Why didn't you go to the police?

The police?

Do you know what

that would do to my reputation?

To the show?

I'm responsible for vetting

my contestants.

What if it came out that one of

them was a conman and a m*rder*r?

This...

this is crazy.

I'm calling the police.

Ruby, stop.

You're part of this now.

No, I'm not.

I don't know,

I don't know anything.

I know you've been talking

to Helen Miller.

Don't lie to me.

(Dylan grunts softly)

What are you gonna

do with him?

What I should have done

a long time ago.

You're just gonna k*ll him?

There's one thing you should

know about me, Ruby,

and that's that I always protect

what's mine.

Maybe, maybe

you're wrong about him.

(Jules laughs)

You make me laugh.

He's a liar.

A conman.

He's a joke.

- No.

- He's a complete nobody.

- He's not.

- Total, pathetic loser.

- Stop.

You don't know him like I do.

(Jules scoffs)

God,

I really thought you were

smarter than that, my dear.

You're right.

I am.

(intense music)

Goodbye, Jules.

(intense ominous music)

(g*nsh*t cracks)

(Jules thuds to floor)

(steadying breath)

(panting)

(Dylan): Ruby, come on out.

I know you're in here.

Everyone is just lying, okay?

You don't have to hide.

Come on, I know you're in here.

Don't listen to Jules!

She's a liar!

Listen, I'm sorry about

your ex, okay.

He really was a great

investigator.

But he was just jealous.

He's jealous of us.

(gasping)

We're just perfect together,

you and me.

You know this.

Where are you?!

Look, I love you.

Please come out.

(music intensifies)

(relieved exhale)

(music intensifies)

(Ella): Ruby, are you in here?

(Ruby screams)

(flesh squelches)

(frightened breathing)

(Ruby screams)

(panicked breathing)

(indistinct radio chatter)

(Ruby): How did you know to come

to the studio, I mean?

Jules came to the office

looking for you.

I couldn't believe it was her.

What did she want?

That's the thing,

she didn't tell me.

When I told her I didn't know

where you were

or when you'd be back,

she said she'd look

for you herself.

When I couldn't reach you,

I called Ella.

So, we followed her.

(gurney rattles past)

Thank God you did.

When we saw her go into

the studio,

we called the police.

I don't know what I would

do without you two.

Oh.

- Hey, what are assistants for?

And best friends.

- Mm-hmm.

- And best friends.

(upbeat music plays)

(audience clapping and cheering)

All right,

that's the last model.

Yes, I have her right her.

(Ruby blows out breath)

And she looks fierce.

Okay, and cue Ruby.

(audience cheers

and claps loudly)

(upbeat music continues)

(tense music)