Her Boyfriend's Secret (2018)

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Well I get up

Like there's no tomorrow

Hey,

girl, how you holding up?

Is Phillip still bugging you?

- No, you have no idea,

it's been a nightmare.

It's like he couldn't

take no for an answer.

Seriously?

It's not really that

big of a surprise.

He was a little out

there, you know?

- It's been three weeks

since we broke up,

and he's still texting me.

Not cool.

Way uncool.

You totally need to unwind

and forget about him.

Let's grab some drinks.

- That sounds amazing.

I could really use a night out.

You at Blair in 20?

Um, I

think it's your turn to buy.

Okay, I will.

Sweet,

I'll see ya soon, bye.

Bye.

Na, na, na, na, na,

na, na, na, na, na

God, you scared me.

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

Um, I'm Melissa Davis.

- Hi, ah,

John

Anderson.

Can I come in?

- Oh, yes, of course,

please, come on in.

- Thanks.

- So,

this is it.

It, ah, needs a little work.

- This is, this is insane.

God, look at this view.

- Place is pretty great.

The table and the

chandeliers were here

but other than that,

it was just like this.

- Wow,

yes.

This is wonderful.

Open kitchen.

Um,

yeah.

This is gonna look really

great with what I had in mind.

Um, Travis said you were looking

for something a little

more contemporary.

- Mm-hmm.

- So, I took the liberty

of putting some ideas together.

- Mm-hmm, yeah,

these are terrific.

Found some pictures

of the interiors online.

- Oh, you can tell you put

a lot of work into this.

I'm a pilot,

I travel a lot for work,

so too much detail

is wasted on me.

I appreciate the

simple detail here.

- And I like this one

- Yeah, it is.

- a lot, too.

- Oh, yeah,

this is my favorite,

and look.

- Mm-hmm.

This setup.

- These are definitely

in the right direction.

It's like

you read my mind,

and you made it better.

- Oh, thanks.

- Would you like

to see the bedroom?

- Ah.

- What?

- Would you like to

go see the space,

where the bedroom will be

so that you can do your job?

Got it.

Wait, I have the job?

Are you sure?

Do you you wanna...

- No, your designs

are amazing, this is

exactly what I'm going for.

You're, you're

perfect for the job.

Special delivery.

Oh, hi, Travis.

- I got the tile for

the upstairs bathroom.

- Hey, man.

- How are ya?

- Good, yeah.

- You've got a little

- Yep.

- Plaster here.

- Thanks.

- You were right

about Melissa.

- Oh, he says that

to all the girls.

That's not true, so.

I'm just, and

your the best contractor

I've ever worked with.

- I will agree to both.

- You two are quite the duo.

Yeah.

- Well, ah, I'm gonna

started on this.

See you up there?

- Yes.

- Cool.

- Have fun.

So, um, do you wanna show

me the rest of the house?

- Yes, if you'll

agree to have dinner

with me tomorrow night?

I do it again.

So that we can

discuss the design,

the furniture, the carpets.

- Right, a business dinner.

- Mm-hmm.

- Um,

of course.

- Okay.

- Ah, do you mind if I

take some measurements?

- And then I'll show ya around.

Okay.

And then, and

then this whole thing

of pink paint, it just splat

all over my white shirt,

and you know Beth, she's fuming.

And the clerk looks at me,

she's like, you don't

have to pay for that.

woo.

- What a saint.

- Yeah, and she actually gave

us two free gallons of paint,

and we finished the family

- Wow.

room with it.

A miracle.

- Wow.

- A miracle.

Oh.

Beth, you never

told me that story.

- Yeah, I have these flashes

of memories sometimes.

- Yeah,

me too.

- Guys, get in.

A photo to celebrate

this job.

- And cheers to Travis.

- Cheers.

- Oh.

- Thank you for this gig.

I really appreciate it.

Alright, cheers.

You're welcome, cheers.

- Okay, Travis, that was

great, love the story.

- Thank you.

- It had depth,

I cared about everybody in it,

but here's the thing, ma'am.

Tell us more about

this hot new client.

Please commence to details.

- Well, there's

nothing really to tell.

He, ah, hired Travis

too remodel his house,

and then Travis, of course,

referred me to decorate.

- And?

- And, um,

he offered me the job.

Pressing.

- And he invited me to

dinner tomorrow night

to go over color schemes

and patterns and...

- And to talk about how

many children you want?

How tall is he?

Does he have great arms, and

please tell me

about his six pack,

is it visible,

is it

nice?

- Okay, Ash, calm down.

I have no idea what

his arms look like.

It's just gonna be talking

shop tomorrow night, okay?

- You're kidding me?

- Brown eyes or blue

because you love blue eyes.

- Okay, both of you

guys, calm down, jeez.

- Alright, fine.

What's his name?

- John.

- Oh.

- Well, what did you say?

- She said yes.

You said yes, right?

'Cause I'm available

tomorrow if you're not,

and I will take him on the

town and have a good time,

and all of that.

- I said, yes.

- Yay.

- Really?

- Yeah, really,

why? Are you jealous?

- Ooh.

- Someone's jealous.

- Wow.

Ooh, do-do,

I'm a little pouty bird.

- Put on your jealous pout.

- Oh, yes, oh.

My name is Travis,

I'm so jealous.

- No.

- No, it's, I don't care.

- I'm adoring that nice

- I'm not jealous.

- jealous pout.

- I mean, aren't

you the one that

told me never to date clients?

- Oh, and you really

took my advice,

and got right involved

with Beth, remember?

Yeah, I,

yeah, I remember.

- I'm sorry, I shouldn't

have said that.

- It's alright, it's okay.

Um, you know, it's getting late.

I should probably get going.

- Oh.

- No, stay for another beer.

That's okay, I got a

early morning

tomorrow.

Good night, ladies.

- Good night, Travis.

- See you tomorrow.

- Yep, bright and early.

- Oh, man.

- Wow.

- I shouldn't have said that.

- Maybe not.

You know, we really need to

find a nice girl for Travis.

Or at least a really

cute puppy, but John,

blue eyed, man of steel?

- Oh, okay.

So, I walked into his door,

- C'mon.

he has blue eyes...

- I really like these.

- Yeah?

- They're terrific.

- Yeah, I showed them

to Travis this morning,

and he loved them, too.

Anyway, that's all

I have for now.

I just wanna make

sure you're happy

before I start bringing

these things into your house.

- I am very happy,

and I have all the

confidence in the world,

you're gonna knock

this out of the park.

Speaking of Travis, he

said that you're from Ohio?

- Go Bucks.

I am from Ohio, I was

born and raised there.

My parents still live there.

They'll never move.

- My parents feel the

same way about Montana.

- Oh, your from Montana?

- Oh, yeah, big sky,

they own a ranch.

- Do you have horses and

the whole cowboy getup?

Yeah.

- Okay, so you fly planes,

and your ride horses.

You're a real modern cowboy.

Just don't call me ma'am.

Yes, ma'am.

Maybe we could go

riding sometime?

Or we can start with a hike,

and build up to actually

getting on a horse.

- Well, it's been a long time

since I've been on a horse.

I think starting with

the hike would be best.

- I don't wanna be out of

line or intrusive but, um,

can I ask you something

that's absolutely

none of my business?

- Ooh, okay.

As long as I don't

have to answer.

- Deal.

What's your relationship

with Travis?

- Oh, oh, gosh, we

just work together.

- That's it?

- Yeah, well, we've

been through a lot.

- How's that?

- Ah, well, Travis

was the contractor

that my best friend Beth

hired to remodel her house.

- He must have done

a damn good job.

- Oh, he did, he's

very talented.

- Maybe I should be

having dinner with Travis?

Well, maybe

you should.

No, before Travis and I

started working together,

I used to annoy him with all

my opinions on everything, and

he finally just

ended up hiring me,

and we've been working

together ever since.

- So that's it, you

just work together?

- That's it.

- Good.

- Well, um, thanks for dinner.

It's been really, very lovely.

- The pleasure's all mine.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't

wanna get to know you better.

I hope that doesn't offend you?

- No, it doesn't.

It's just been a

really long time

since someone's been

interested in me.

- I am.

Why don't we go grab

a drink somewhere?

I have a great bottle of

Bordeaux sitting at my house.

I've been saving it

for a special occasion.

- How 'bout this,

how 'bout we save it

until after I'm finished

decorating your house?

And then it'll be a

reason to celebrate.

- Sounds like a plan.

This place

is supposed to look like

the inside of a sports car.

Carpet seats, leather,

um, so what do you think?

- You're doing a great job.

Thanks.

- But, um, art and

furniture can't possibly

be making you this happy.

So things are going

well with him, huh?

- With who?

You're new

boyfriend.

- He's not my boyfriend.

- Mm, how many nights have you

hung out with him this week?

- I don't know,

like three or four.

- Three or four nights

for three weeks now?

That's a lotta time.

- Okay, we're just

dating, relax.

- With a smile like that,

no, there's more

than datin' going on.

That's good, good for you.

You deserve it, Melissa.

- Oh, that's nice, thank you.

So what about you, huh?

It's been three years now.

- Mm,

I'm not ready.

- Hey?

Hey? Come here.

Sit.

Beth would want you to.

She would.

And you're a catch,

huh?

Any girl would be so

lucky to be with you.

- Really?

- Really.

You know,

Beth said before she,

she kept saying,

"Travis promise me

"you won't spend the

rest of your life alone."

- Yeah.

She said that to me, too.

She also said, um,

"Please don't let Travis date

"any of your trashy

college friends."

- Yeah.

- She loved you so much.

- Not as much as she loved you.

- Yeah, I'm not gonna

argue with you on that.

- Look, when I meet someone,

and I have the same

look on my face

as you have on yours right now,

then I'll know it's time

to move forward, okay?

- Yeah,

sounds good.

Get back to work, punk.

Bah.

We got the basement today, too.

- Great.

- Be ready.

And didn't

like all of New York City

get destroyed in the process?

It's a superhero movie.

Can't you just enjoy the

explosions and destruction

like everybody else?

- Of course not.

Then I couldn't bother

you with my questions.

Oh.

Speaking of loving someone.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- And then having

it get destroyed,

what happened to that guy,

that guy you were dating?

- Really, that's your segue-way?

- Lame?

- So lame.

The lamest.

I'm kidding, um, well, you know,

he was perfect on paper.

- Mm.

- He was kind,

considerate, funny.

A successful psychotherapist.

- Oh, no, not a therapist.

- Yeah, but he didn't

take his own advice

because about a

year and half in,

he stopped calling, he

stopped returning my calls.

He just disappeared, I guess.

- So, what about girlfriends?

- Oh, my best

girlfriend's, Ashley.

You'll meet her if

you come to Travis

and my anniversary part.

- If I'm not on a

plane, I'll be there.

- Great.

Yeah, and what about you, huh?

What about your

past relationships?

- There wasn't

anyone before you.

- Good one.

- Well, my last

girlfriend, Phoebe,

was smart, funny,

gorgeous.

Not as gorgeous as you.

But after five

months, we realized

we liked each other

better as friends.

- Hmm.

- There was no chemistry.

Nothing you can do about that.

- No.

It's not a problem with us.

- Nope.

- I want you to know that

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm not gonna disappear

like that other guy did.

What I'm trying say is,

I really like being with you,

and that

there's something about you,

about us that's special,

and I'm falling for you.

- I feel the same way.

- Yeah?

- But I hate your work schedule.

I really hate it,

it's the worst.

- So this maybe a bad time

to bring up the fact,

that I have to go

back out of town.

So I'll leave first

flight tomorrow,

but then I'll be

back by Wednesday.

- Okay, I hope that's not

gonna happen every week.

- Well, it's not gonna happen

every week.

- Christian?

It's Henry.

How ya doing, I can't believe,

I was just thinking

about you today.

- That's weird, I don't know.

- C'mon.

- Give me a second.

- How you doing?

- Listen, listen.

- How long has it been?

Really, what are

you talking about?

I don't know.

He was convinced I

was a friend of his.

I guess, I guess I have

one of those faces.

- I don't think you

have one of those faces.

- Hey, look, we

gotta get outta here.

Come on, let's go to dinner.

We're running late, okay?

- Give me two.

- Two.

Yep, C'mon.

- Two, comin' at ya.

- Mm-hmm.

- Thank you.

Okay, so what's the

deal with this party?

- Well, it's at Melissa's house,

so we pretty much just gotta

show up and dress nice.

- Oh, I'm gonna do some

awesome flower arrangements.

- I was thinking about doing

some lighting in the backyard,

maybe some like candle

display, something like that.

- Ooh, nice.

- How's that sound?

Melissa?

- Hmm?

- Hey?

- What? Oh, sorry.

- Oh, hi.

- Um.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- So how long has he

been gone this time?

- How'd you know he's been gone?

Because

you're depressed.

- No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are.

It's officially predictable.

- I mean, I miss him,

but I'm not depressed.

That's a little dramatic.

- Mm.

- Every time he's gone,

you're bummed out.

- Okay, fine.

I hate it when he's gone

on these long trips.

Am I crazy?

I mean, it's only

been a couple months.

- You're in love.

- I wouldn't go that far.

I would.

I see how you are

when he's around.

It's the same way

I was around Beth.

- My, my cell isn't working.

I'm gonna go post something.

- Ah, right, 'cause

it's been what,

a whole 20 minutes

since your last post?

- I'm getting itchy.

You're not getting

any service here.

- Bye.

- Give me two.

- So do you love

this guy or what?

What?

You heard me.

- I think so.

- I'm happy for you.

- Oh, yeah, you look really

happy for me right now.

What's up?

I, I just

want you to be careful.

- What do you mean, careful?

- He's weird, that's all.

What

does that mean?

- There's just

something off about him.

I, I don't quite know how

to describe it, it's just...

- Okay, Mr.

Overprotective, he's fine.

We're fine, I'm fine.

- Maybe I'm overprotective,

but I can't help it.

And for the record, in my eyes,

no guy's ever gonna be

good enough for you.

- Oh, that's sweet,

and that's why I love you,

but you know, Travis, I

haven't been this happy

in a really long time.

- I know.

- Can you just let me

be happy, please?

- Okay.

- Okay.

I'm calling this.

Let's just go all in.

- All in?

- All in.

Oh,

wow, trips, trips.

- Wait, you won.

- Boom.

- You got all the cards.

- I won.

- Travis.

- Hey.

Just finishing up the

install on the stove here.

- Uh, great.

Is Melissa around?

- Over here.

- She.

- Hey, oh, I missed you.

I missed you.

- Oh.

Oh.

- Sorry, sorry.

I wish you didn't

have to go away tomorrow.

Hi.

- Hi.

- Can I help you?

- Ah, yeah, I tried

ringing the doorbell.

- Oh, I'm sorry,

I was vacuuming, I

couldn't hear anything.

- Uh, I was just

wondering if John is home?

- Ah, no, no, John

isn't at the moment.

- But he does live here?

- Yeah, I'm sorry,

what was your name?

- Are you his wife?

- Who are you?

- I'm an old acquaintance.

- Oh, okay.

Well, if you tell me your name,

I can tell John you...

- No, no.

No, that's not

gonna be necessary.

- Okay.

- Listen, if you are

involved with John,

you're not safe.

He's dangerous, just careful

how close you get to him.

- You still haven't

told me who you are.

- John and I used to date.

- Oh.

But that's over, right?

- Yes, no, of course, I broke

up with him four months ago.

- So what are you doing here?

You're not gonna, okay.

I'll tell John that his

ex-girlfriend stopped by.

- He attacked me.

- What?

- He started stalking

me after we broke up,

and then one night, I

was leaving my house,

and he attacked me.

Fortunately, I was meeting

a girlfriend for drinks,

and she found me,

I, I was lucky,

but you might not be.

- You can't be

possibly talking about

the same John that I'm dating.

- So you are seeing him?

- Well, that's none

of your business.

- He didn't go by John

Anderson when we were together.

He went by Phillip,

and then three months ago,

he moved to Los Angeles and

changed his name to John.

- Okay.

- Please, you have

to believe me.

- You need to leave right now.

I know

that this sounds crazy.

I know that I sound crazy,

but I, I promise

you, I'm, I'm not.

Just trust me,

you are in danger.

- Please go.

- Call me.

Just don't hesitate to call me.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Come in.

Thanks for coming.

- Yeah.

Are you okay?

I mean,

I'm in a bit of shock.

- Well, from what you

told me on the phone,

she sounds like a stalker

who's still in love with him.

- I mean, I've known John for

months, he's a solid guy,

and then suddenly his

ex-girlfriend shows up

to scare off the new girlfriend.

I mean, that's weird, right?

- Hmm.

- I mean, she's a

lunatic or something.

She sounds a bit off,

but John, I'm not sure

John is as perfect

as you think he is.

- Uh, okay, well

nobody's perfect,

but I don't think he

would ever hurt anybody.

- Did you check him out online?

- Of course, standard

dating protocol.

His social media came

up totally normal.

Just some pictures of

him golfing with friends,

and some really cute

pics of his family.

Has he ever shown

anger or violent tendencies or?

- Really?

No,

of course not.

All I'm saying is,

what if she is

telling the truth?

- Travis, he's

really good to me.

I would tell you if there

was something wrong.

There's nothing wrong.

- Okay, I'm just concerned.

Don't get mad.

- Sorry.

- Why don't we check

out her social media?

See what we can find out.

- That's a good idea.

Yeah, um, my

computer's over there.

Okay.

- I'm sorry I yelled at you.

- That's okay.

Now, what's her name?

Um, Carrie Avery.

- Is that her?

- No.

That's her.

Phillip, if you're out

there reading this,

you will pay for

what you did to me.

The police have arrested

the wrong person,

they didn't do their job,

and Phillip Anderson

is still on the loose.

- Oh, gosh, these posts,

they just go on and on.

- Oh, my God.

She's from Tawny, California.

Maybe I should call the Tawny

Police Department tomorrow,

and see if I can find

out any information.

- Yeah, that's a good idea.

Do you wanna get food tonight?

- Ah,

no, I'm beat.

I think I'm just

gonna take a bath.

- Okay.

I'll just, I'll, I'll head out.

Pick you up in the morning.

Okay.

- Bye.

- Bye.

It's Carrie Avery, A-V-E-R-Y.

Yes, I can hold.

- Huh.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- I just got off the phone

with the officer who

investigated Carrie's attack.

- Really?

- Yeah.

He said that there was a

mugging in town the same week.

The guy they arrested

for the mugging,

had a pair of

gloves at his house

with Carrie's hair on them.

- What about Carrie?

Did they say anything about her

thinking John was her assailant?

- Yes, despite DNA evidence,

she insisted that John was

the one that attacked her.

- What?

- Yeah, the cops said

that she was obsessed

with Phillip Anderson, and

when he broke up with her,

she wanted revenge.

And then he told me

that's she crazy,

and I should stay away from her.

- Okay, clearly,

she's dangerous.

If she comes around

again, you gotta

call me immediately, okay?

- Okay.

- She's got some screws loose.

I

don't know, though.

Hey, are you okay?

- Yeah, it's just this

whole John Anderson,

Phillip Anderson thing.

It's odd.

I'm overthinking, aren't I?

- Well, I'd probably

change my first name

if my ex started stalking me.

- Yeah.

Are you

gonna talk to John?

- Yeah, I'm gonna ask

him about all of this.

- Well, it's not like he's

gonna tell you the truth,

if he was lying the entire time.

- He's not lying, Travis.

You heard what the

police said, she's crazy.

- Still, when you talk to him,

it should be somewhere

public, okay?

You shouldn't be alone

when you talk to him,

or to her, for that matter.

- You're right.

I invited him to our party.

If he shows up, I'll

ask him about it.

Good.

- Hi.

Been a long time comin'

It's almost night

I can't keep runnin'

No, not this time

Feel the pressure

The pressure is

getting tight

Oh, wow, thank you.

Hi, so glad you made it.

- Well, it's a big

deal, third anniversary

of your company.

I wouldn't miss it.

- Oh, how was your trip?

- Oh, flight to New

York, car to the hotel,

wake up in the hotel, airport,

flight to London then

Paris then Geneva.

More hotels, really,

it's all tedious

'til I get back to you.

- Thanks.

Wow, London, Paris, Geneva.

How exciting, all

the places you see.

- Well, it would be,

but I'm always working so I

don't get to see anything,

which is why next month,

I'm gonna take us to Paris.

- What? Are you serious?

Paris?

- Well, I get free airfare,

so the only thing I have to do

is book the penthouse

at the Ritz.

- The penthouse?

- Mm.

Excuse me, everyone.

I'd like to propose a toast

to my magnificent and talented

business partner, Melissa.

- Shh.

- Who's not only a visionary,

- Quiet.

- but also knows how to

throw a damn good party.

Yes.

- Come here for a second.

Come over here.

Yay, aw, sweeties.

- Okay, so in celebration

of our three years together.

Three years.

- Wow.

- Wow.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, um, I'd like

to present to you

a token of my undying gratitude.

Oh, no.

- Yeah.

- Okay, I'll open it.

I'm gonna open it right now.

Oh, my gosh.

It's a bedazzled box cutter.

That's cute.

- This is really

the coolest gift.

This is what every women

would ever wish for.

At least me.

Right, you'll never

have to lose mine ever again.

It's gonna be great.

- That's right.

- Yep.

- I have my own.

Cheers, everybody.

Cheers.

Let me see

that, that's so cute.

- Congratulations.

- Oh, my gosh.

I'm so proud

of you, congratulations.

- You nailed it.

- Oh, yeah.

- I couldn't do it, so.

- Oh, good, good.

- Oh, thank you

so much.

- Mm-hmm.

Did you talk to him?

- No, I didn't, he

just got here, so.

- Mm.

- You know, giving

him a second.

Go talk to him.

- Ah,

alright.

Okay.

Here I go.

- Go get 'em.

- Hey, hey, what are you

doing out here by yourself?

Who knew that

the way to a girl's heart

was through construction tools?

Yeah, oh, man,

he really gets me, doesn't he?

- You two have a

special relationship.

Yeah, we do.

- It makes me a little jealous.

- What, oh, no,

don't be ridiculous.

Hey, at least you've met Travis.

I haven't even met

any of your friends.

I didn't know

you were interested.

- Of course I am.

I feel like there's

so much about you

that I don't even know.

I don't know anything about

your past relationships.

- I told you about Phoebe.

That's it, that's my only

significant relationship.

- And there wasn't anybody else?

- Oh, now that is

a loaded question.

What do you wanna know?

- I wanna know

about Carrie Avery.

- I don't know who that is.

- You never dated a

girl named Carrie?

- I don't know where

you're going with this,

but it's a little concerning.

Okay, a woman

showed up at your house

when you were gone.

She said she used to date you,

and she wanted to talk to you.

- I, I don't know

Carrie, I swear.

Maybe you

know her from Montana?

- What? Why, why, Montana?

- That's where you said

you're from, right?

- Yes, but I don't know

Carrie from Montana.

What did you tell her?

- I, I just told her

that you were gone.

What else

did you tell her?

- I didn't tell

her anything, John.

You're sure?

- Yeah.

- Look, I'm sorry, but I don't

know who that could've been.

It's no big deal, I just,

I want our private

life to be private.

- Yeah, sure.

- Okay.

- Mm-hmm.

- What did she tell you?

- Ah, she,

I mean, it's hysterical.

She said that you, um,

she said she broke up with you,

and then you stalked

her and attacked her.

- What else did she tell you?

Because it's

absolutely not true.

I will find out who she

is, but in the meantime,

I don't want you working

at the house alone.

- Okay, it's fine, though.

I'm not afraid of her, I

don't think she's coming back.

- Where was Travis?

You want me to go talk to him?

- No, you don't

have to talk to him.

I already told him, okay?

Just forget that I ever

brought it up, okay?

I mean, let's go

to the party, okay?

I want you to meet my

best friend, Ashley.

I've been telling you

about her, remember?

- Alright.

- She's so much fun.

I told her all about you.

You're not even gonna believe

the things that come

out of her mouth.

- Okay.

- Ah, but she's pretty sweet.

She's very successful,

runs a jewelry company.

- Okay, here he

comes, here he comes.

This is the man I've

been waiting to meet.

- Ashley, this is John.

Hi, John, act natural, my

name is Ashley.

- I've head a lot about you.

- Well, if you heard good

things, they are all true, well.

- Well, I will be right back.

Excuse me.

- Of course.

- Okay, thank you.

Oh, my goodness.

Is your

night going okay?

Yeah,

it's going great.

We need to get to know

each other a lot better.

We can.

Can I get you

something to drink?

- Yes, a chardonnay please,

and snacks while you're

at it, if you don't mind.

- Coming up.

- Great.

- Alright, I'll be right back.

- Thanks, you're such

a gentleman.

- What happened?

Okay,

he seemed really rattled,

and he didn't even remember

telling me he was from Montana.

- Why would you lie

about where you're from?

- I don't know,

and I don't know if he's the one

that actually attacked Carrie,

but I know he's

hiding something.

- Are you sure, though?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

I think, I mean, I don't know.

I think I'm sure, am

I just being paranoid?

- You gotta trust me

on this thing, okay?

We gotta look into this dude,

and maybe you should

call that girl.

- Carrie?

- Yeah,

try to find out everything

she claims to know about John.

Look, we're gonna get

through this, okay?

Is everything okay?

Sure, fine, you scared

me.

- I'm sorry, why

would I scare you?

- No, you didn't, I mean,

the door just flew open.

It's fine.

- I was looking

all over for you.

Are you guys sure

everything's okay?

- Yeah, um...

- Yeah, we were just,

having a moment of

reflection on our

three year journey together.

- Yeah.

- Sorry to keep your girl.

- Oh, I don't mind sharing

her with you, Travis.

Yeah, mm.

We should go back to the party.

- Actually, I've got

some work to catch up on,

so I was gonna tell you

that I'm heading out.

Busy day tomorrow.

Yeah, but thanks

for inviting me.

It was great to celebrate

with both of you.

- Travis and I will be working

at your house tomorrow.

- Good, I don't want

you working there alone.

- You won't be there?

- I'll be in and out.

- Oh, okay, well, um,

listen, if I don't

see you tomorrow,

then I'll just give you a call.

- Do that.

- Look what I found.

- Oh, great, will you

put 'em on the bed?

Yep

- Hey, can I borrow your knife?

Oh, wait for it.

Wait for it.

- Oh.

- Wait for it.

- I'm so proud of you right now.

Boom,

boom.

- This is a great day.

This is really great.

- Oh, shut up.

- It's great.

Oh,

no.

Did I order these colors?

How's it going?

- Hey.

Um,

do you like the pillow?

- Uh, they're bright, colorful.

- I think we should

say no to the pillows.

- So I'm gonna go run

errands for a little bit,

but I'll be home if you wanna

have dinner before my flight.

- Oh, I think that we'll

probably be working here.

- I hope so.

- Did you have a chance

to check his car?

- No, he's been

circling like a hawk.

I'll check when he gets back.

- Okay, you should go check

out the office right now.

- Yeah, good call.

Will you just keep

an eye out for me?

- I'll watch the garage.

- Okay, I'll be right back.

- Hotel, hotel,

Milford?

Hey.

- Hey, I thought you

were running errands.

I was until I realized

I left my wallet.

- Um, did you see Travis?

He's hanging lights

in the guest bedroom.

- Ah, no, I didn't because

I came in through the back.

What, what are you

looking for in my desk?

- Oh, uh, I, I need to

find a pair of scissors

because one of the

drapes downstairs

is a little bit

longer than the other.

You probably didn't even notice.

- Are you sure

everything's okay?

- Yeah, why wouldn't it be?

- You seem anxious.

- I do?

Oh, I, I mean,

I'm a little anxious.

I just wanna make sure

we finish on time.

Um, I think our extra

curricular activities

have slowed us down a bit.

- I'm not in a hurry.

- Oh, I know, me

either, but, um,

I just wanna come

in on schedule.

Travis does, too

'cause you're not

are only client.

- Right, I understand,

but you'd, you'd tell me

if something was wrong?

- Mm-hmm, yeah, of course.

- Okay.

- Hey, Mel?

Hey, there ya are?

Um, I need your eyes on

the guest room first.

- Duty calls.

Thanks.

Scissors.

Thanks for meeting me.

Of course.

Uh, well, I, uh,

I talked to John about you.

You did?

Wow,

and?

- And he said

he didn't know who you were.

- Of course he denied it.

- But I know he was lying.

I could see something

in his eyes.

Some flash of recognition.

I know he was lying even

though he said he wasn't.

- Yeah, well he

thought I was dead,

so I'm sure it

came as a surprise

to know I'm still alive.

- I also contacted the

Tawny Police Department

about your case.

- Good, that's the first

thing I would have done.

The guy they arrested

was Willie Ross.

He was the town druggie.

He robbed a woman the same

week that I was attacked,

and the cops pinned it on him.

- What if he did it?

- No, you see, John was wearing

a pair of gardening gloves

when he attacked me.

They found the gloves

in Willie's apartment

with my DNA all over them,

but I know that John

planted them there.

He's vicious and he's smart.

- Okay, why did

he move here then?

- Because he knew the cops

would question him, so he ran.

It was so much worse not

knowing where he was.

- Did you tell the police

you were being attacked?

- Yes, of course I did, but

he had an ironclad alibi.

Listen, he wasn't just

trying to scare me,

he was trying to k*ll me.

The idea of him doing

that to someone else.

- Carrie, look, I'm really

sorry that this happened to you,

but I'm just, I'm having

a really hard time

accepting the fact that this man

that I've been seeing could

do something like this.

He takes long trips.

He's gone for extended

periods of time.

He was always

disappearing on me.

He said he was a pilot.

That he traveled for work.

He's not a pilot.

I know John's

lying about something,

I just can't believe

that he attacked you.

- Look, it was dark, but I

can assure you it was him.

And if I were you, I

wouldn't wait to find out.

- I, um, I looked through

one of his credit card bills,

and I saw that he's been

flying to Milford every week,

Monday through Thursday,

and coming back here

over the weekends.

- What's in Milford?

- I don't know.

I was hoping you could tell me.

- I, I'm sorry, I've told

you everything that I know.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

Did you

find anything out?

- Not a lot, but definitely

something we should look into.

- He didn't see you, did he?

- No.

- Alright.

- So, I went through his car,

and I found some blank legal

pads and some magazines,

and then I found this booklet

from Davrow University.

It had staff on the front.

I didn't have time

to look through it.

- Okay, well, um, pull

up Davrow's website.

Maybe we can find him there.

And go to professors.

Usually they have

pictures online.

What?

Oh, my God.

- Who is Christian Wellesley?

- That's John.

- Christian Wellesley is

the Head of Neuroscience

at Davrow University

in Milford, California?

- He's been teaching

for 15 years.

He's about to publish

his first book.

John's a neuroscientist?

The other day at the park.

There was a man that

called John, Christian,

and John acted like he

didn't know who he was.

- Maybe that's why

he attacked Carrie.

Maybe he thought

that she found out,

that he was lying

about his life,

and that's why she dumped him.

- That's impossible.

- Look, we don't

know who this guy is,

or if this John or

what, but we need proof.

We need proof that John

is Christian Wellesley.

- I have to find out.

- Wait, what, no, are

you, are you crazy?

No, no, no, no, no.

Are you crazy? It's

way too dangerous.

- There's only one

way to find out.

I have to go to Davrow

University and see for myself.

- We'll call the police, okay?

- Travis, the police

aren't gonna do anything.

It's not a crime to

change your name.

- Okay, I'll go.

If I go, it's excusable,

but Melissa, if you're gone,

John will be suspicious.

- Travis, I should have never

let you get involved in this.

- Mel,

let me help.

Alright.

He said he was going on

a business trip tonight,

but I'm sure he's just

going back to Milford.

- Okay, I'll drive up tonight.

When I find something,

I'll give you a call, okay?

- Be careful, alright?

- Okay.

Okay.

- Jesus.

Hey, shouldn't you

be at the airport?

- Tonight, I wanted to

see you before I left.

Did you know your

doorbell's broken?

- Ah, no, no, I didn't.

- Hmm.

Mind if I come in?

- Of course.

- I called you.

- Oh,

I know,

I got really busy.

I started this

really big project.

I'm sorry I didn't

call you back.

Is everything alright?

- Yeah, of course.

Yeah, why wouldn't it be?

- You just seem

on edge ever since

that woman showed

up at my house.

- Oh, yeah, well, that

freaked me out a little bit.

I'm sure you can understand.

- Huh.

Do you mind?

- No, go for it.

- Why didn't you tell me

that was bothering you?

I thought we talked about

all of it and it was fine.

- Yeah, we talked about it.

It's just a little weird,

so.

- Look, things have been

moving quickly between us.

We're still getting

to know one another.

You're still figuring out

if you can even trust me,

and that, that has to be earned.

So, if you need some space,

I can take a step back.

- Yeah, I think, I think so.

I mean, for the both of us.

Just slow it down a little bit.

- You're

an amazing woman.

You're smart, you're

funny, you're talented,

and you're worth waiting for.

So I'm not going anywhere.

Now that is clever.

Why don't I have one

of those in my house?

- I will get you one.

- That would be great.

Gotta catch a flight.

- Okay.

- Call me when you're ready.

- Bye.

- Hi, excuse me.

Hi.

- Good afternoon,

how can I help you?

- I was looking for

the class schedule

and office hours of

one of your professors,

ah, Dr. Christian Wellesley?

Are you

a student here?

- Grad student.

- Do you have an appointment?

- No.

- Then you know how

busy Dr. Wellesley is?

- No, I did not know that.

- I'm feeling generous today.

Here you go.

Contact info is on the sheet.

- Thank, thank you so much.

- And it's your grade,

I can see.

- Hey, um.

- I can see.

You're able, okay?

- Great.

Thank you.

- Hey, watch where you're going.

- Sorry.

Excuse me,

are you a professor here?

Could you help me find

my class on.

- Oh, my God.

He's married.

How's she doing?

She's doing better.

Are you sure?

How's your mother?

- C'mon, C'mon.

Oh, thank, God.

Here we go.

Are you almost ready?

What's your food mood?

- Chinese?

- Ooh, yes, please.

- Pick up, pick up, pick

up, pick up, pick up.

C'mon.

- Have you seen

my phone anywhere?

- Um, uh, there it is.

I'll get it.

You finish.

Did Travis call?

- Yep, just missed him.

- Hmm.

Uh.

- I did?

Mm-hmm.

Damn.

Straight to voicemail.

- Is everything alright?

- He went to look for John.

- Why? He's workin'

on his house?

- Yeah, so, um,

we think that John

might be lying about who he is,

and Travis went up there to

find out if it's true or not.

- Where did he go?

- Milford.

- Ooh, the vortex of

no cell phone service?

Girl, my cousin lives there,

and even the wifi

is on crutches.

- Are you serious?

- Mm-hmm.

You'll probably hear

from Travis again

when he drives about

10 miles outta town.

- I'm really worried about him.

- Why? He just doesn't

have cell phone service.

- Maybe I should go up there.

- Why, what is going on?

- Oh, it's a long story.

I'll tell you over

food.

- You'll hear from Travis again

when he realizes he's miles away

from any working

cell phone tower.

Now what's going on.

- Oh, okay, so the other day,

I was working at John's house,

and this woman showed up.

- Uh.

- And she said that she

was his ex-girlfriend.

- Jeez.

John.

- Hi.

- Honey, are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Did you get lost?

Been gone an awfully long time

just for a bottle of wine.

- Oh, no, I'm sorry, I

didn't pick up the wine

because I got a

call from my Booker.

There's a speaker who dropped

out of a conference in LA,

and they want me to

fill in tomorrow.

- What? You just got back.

- I know, I'm sorry,

but it's only gonna be two days.

- Are you sure you can

get a flight this late?

- No, all the

flights are booked,

so I'm gonna have to drive,

which means I need

to get my suitcase,

which means that, hi.

- No.

- I'll make it up to you, okay?

- Can I help you get

anything up there?

- No, I'm good.

I'll call you when I get there.

Drive safe.

C'mon,

Travis.

- Hey.

- Oh, my God.

- I'm, I'm sorry.

- John, you scared me.

- I didn't mean to scare you.

- You did.

I thought you had a flight?

- It got canceled.

- Oh,

okay.

You following me

or something, John?

Why would I follow you?

I didn't know you ran here.

- I've never seen

you here before.

I thought we were

supposed to be taking

some time from each other?

- I know, I'm just

going for a run.

- Sorry,

hello?

This is she.

What?

Oh, my God, when?

Um,

is he okay?

Okay, uh,

uh, yeah, I'm gonna,

I'll be right there.

That was Travis's dad.

Travis was in a car accident.

- Oh, my God, is he alright?

- No, he, he, he drove off a

roadside cliff on the coast

- Melissa.

- And he was thrown from

his car.

- I am so sorry.

- He was airlifted to Los

Angeles for emergency surgery,

they don't know if

he's gonna make it.

- What can I do?

I, I don't know,

I, I,

I have to go see him,

I think, I don't know.

- You shouldn't drive

right now, you're upset.

What are you doing?

John, let go.

- Let me drive you.

Let me drive you.

- Okay, you're hurting me.

- No, I'm protecting you.

- John,

- You're upset, and you

- let go of me.

- shouldn't drive right now

because it's dangerous

- Let,

Let me...

Yes, I understand that.

I'm sorry, ma'am,

he's going to be in surgery

for at least two more hours,

and there's nothing you can do.

Okay, can you just

please tell me what kind

of surgery he's having,

I just wanna make

sure that he's okay.

Sorry, all I can tell you

is it's gonna be at

least a few more hours.

- Okay, thank you.

Hey, it's Melissa, can

you come and meet me?

Hey.

- Oh.

- I'm sorry.

- No, no, I'm sorry.

I am so

sorry about Travis.

- He has surgery

for two more hours,

and there's nothing I can do,

so, I just feel really helpless.

- Well, I'm happy

that you called me.

We're gonna figure it out, okay?

- I can't think, I can't go home

because John showed

up there unexpectedly,

and he showed up

on my morning run.

This, I think he's

following me, I don't know.

Did you see him?

- No.

Listen, I already called the

Murphy Police and the LAPD.

I asked them to

check the tire tracks

around the scene of the accident

to see if they can match

them with John's SUV.

He is not getting

away with this.

- Thank you.

- Is Travis gonna be okay?

- I hope so.

- What do you think

Travis found out there?

I think he found out

that John isn't Phillip or John,

but he's someone that

works at Davrow University.

I don't care about that, all

I can think about is Travis.

I just want him to be okay,

that's all I can think about.

And I wanna make John pay

for what he did

to you and Travis.

He will not get away with it.

Thank you for being here

You're the only one

that understands.

Unfortunately, I do.

Do you want me to stay

the night with you?

Oh, no,

that's sweet of you.

I'm just gonna go

back to the hospital,

and crash there with Travis.

Okay, well call

me if you need anything.

- Hello, I didn't know

- Sorry.

- he still had visitors.

Is he gonna be okay?

That man's a fighter,

I can tell these things.

- So he's gonna pull

through then, right?

Well, I

can't answer that,

but if anyone can, it's Travis.

Um, I'm so sorry, this

is gonna be upsetting,

but visiting hours are

over in five minutes.

- Oh, no, I'm like

family to him,

I was just gonna sleep here.

- Typically, I

would let it slide,

but my boss is on the

floor tonight, and...

- Please?

I'm sorry, sweetheart,

five minutes is all you got.

- Hey, I can't stay, but

I'll be back tomorrow, okay?

The

security system has armed.

Please enter passcode.

This is

Vestige Security,

your house's alarm has been...

- Someone's in my house,

please come quick.

Stay on the

phone, we're sending help

- Okay.

Hello, hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Where are you?

I'm not afraid of you.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

Carrie?

Carrie?

Oh, God.

Okay.

Carrie?

Are you here?

Carrie?

Carrie?

Okay.

Okay.

Oh.

Oh, God.

- There are 42 John

Anderson's in the LA area,

and we don't know

which one's yours.

The social media accounts

you directed me to,

they've been deleted.

- Did you go to his house?

- We sent units by the house,

no one was there, of course,

but we'll continue

to check back.

Now, we did look

at public records,

and we found out

that this residence

was purchased by a private

trust four months ago.

A Fenneman Trust.

Does that ring a bell?

- No, I don't...

- Well, we're looking into

individuals at the trust now,

but until then, we have,

we have nothing to go on.

I mean, there is

no John Anderson

that matches your description.

No evidence that he exists.

What about Christian Wellesley?

- We looked into Mr. Wellesley,

he is a prestigious professor

at Darvow University

in their neuroscience

department.

He's got no criminal record,

and he has a residence

in Milford, California,

where he lives with

his wife and child.

- What?

What?

- I'm sorry, you just,

he has a wife and a kid?

Yes.

- Oh, my God.

- What is it?

- Travis found out

about John's family,

and that's why he

tried to k*ll him.

He k*lled Carrie Avery, he

attacked me in my own home,

Travis is in a coma.

There's nothing that you can do?

- Milford Police have

promised they will interview

Mr. Wellesley, his wife,

and his colleagues

at the university.

- Good, ah, he might have a

bandage or a cast on his arm,

I think I broke it

in our fight tonight.

- That's good to know.

- You can't move any faster,

I mean, there's nothing

at all you can do?

- I assure you, we're conducting

a thorough investigation,

but until we find this guy,

I'd suggest you get

a restraining order.

- Oh, really?

How is that possible?

You said John Anderson

doesn't exist.

But

Christian Wellesley does exist.

I can't arrest him now,

but if he breaks a

restraining order, I can.

- So I have to be

attacked in order

for you to do anything else?

- You get that

restraining order,

we'll make sure

Wellesley doesn't come

within a 1,000 feet of you.

- I wanna file that right now.

- That's a smart idea.

So this is it.

- Suspect should have a

cast on his right arm.

It was broken when he assaulted

the victim in her home.

- Let's go.

There he is.

- Professor Wellesley?

- Yes, how can I

help you, officers?

I just wanted

to ask you a few questions.

Do you know Melissa Davis?

- No, I don't.

Have

you taken any trips lately?

- No, I just work full time

here at the university.

- Where were you on

the night of the 28th?

- Ah, I believe here in Milford.

I was probably in my

office working on my book.

If you'd like to

speak with my wife,

I'm sure she'll tell you.

Yeah,

that'd be great, can we?

- Yeah, please.

Okay, I'll be

back in a little bit

to check up on him.

Thanks, Lisa.

Hey, you warm enough?

White is not your color,

by the way.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that,

that I let you go look for him.

It's my fault.

I need you Travis, I need

you to pull through, okay?

Because I can't lose you.

Please.

I don't know what

I'll do if I lose you.

Nurse?

- No, no, no, it's

okay, it's okay.

Hey.

Hey, you're awake.

- John,

He's not, he's not...

- No, John, I know, I know.

I know about his other family

Listen to me, Carrie's dead.

John k*lled her.

And John almost k*lled you,

I'm gonna take care of this.

I'm gonna end this right now.

You need

to go to the police.

- No, I went to the police,

and they're not

going to do anything.

- They will, you just have

to give them a chance.

- No, I just have to be

grateful that you're okay,

and I have to tell

you that I'm sorry,

that I didn't listen to you.

What you said about John,

and I need to tell you

how special you are to me.

It's horrible when we realize

how important someone is to you.

I mean, you think that...

- Please, don't go up there.

You have to promise me.

Please.

- Travis,

I have to,

okay?

You gotta promise me

something, though.

You gotta promise me,

that you're gonna hang in

there until I get back.

Because you're all I've got.

- Okay.

- Because I can't

live without you.

I love you.

Say that again.

I love you.

- I love you, too.

- Thank you for your

help, Mr. Wellesley.

- Mm-hmm.

Well, if I hear of anything

else, I'll call you immediately.

- Thank you.

- Okay.

- He didn't mind us.

- His arm was fine looking.

I

don't like the wallpaper.

Hi.

- Oh, hi.

- Can I help you?

- Are you Mrs. Wellesley?

- Yes,

and you are?

- Oh, sorry, I'm Melissa Davis.

I'm a friend of your husband's.

- Oh, well I'm afraid

he's not home right now.

- Yeah, I know, he's

at the university.

Um, I was actually hoping that

I could speak with you alone.

- About what?

- About your husband.

It's important.

- Okay.

- How old?

- She's six months.

- Ah.

It's a beautiful house.

- Thank you, it was

my husband's father's.

So, how do you know my husband?

- I'm an interior

designer from Los Angeles,

and John hired me.

- Oh, I think there must

be some kind of mistake.

We don't own a home

in Los Angeles.

- But the Fennelman Trust does,

and Christian is beneficiary.

- I don't quite understand.

- No, why would you.

Ms. Wellesley, this is going

to be really

difficult to accept,

but your husband has

been living part-time

in Los Angeles under the

alias, John Anderson,

and when he goes out of

town on business trips,

he comes to LA.

- Christian is one of

the foremost authorities

on neurosurgery.

He gives speaking engagements

all over the world.

Not just Los Angeles.

- He's not going to speaking

engagements, he's

coming to Los Angeles,

and he's spending time with me.

Look, I didn't know that John,

that Christian was married.

I would have never gotten

involved with him, if...

Why are you smiling at me?

- Because, you're not the

first woman to come here.

- What do you mean?

- Well, sometimes

there's students.

Other times they hear Christian

speak at a conference.

You see, Miss Davis, my

husband is very charming.

Women often mistake his

friendliness for flirtation.

- This is much more than

flirtation, Mrs. Wellesley.

We've been dating

for four months now.

- Hmm, he told me

you might come here.

- He did?

- He said that he met a

woman at an LA conference,

that had become,

how did he put it,

obsessed.

He even said that he had

to file a restraining

order against you.

- That is a lie.

I filed a restraining

order against him.

He attacked me in my home.

He m*rder*d my

friend, you have...

- I can assure you, that

I have grown accustomed

to women coming

after my husband, but

I haven't met one so delusional.

- Your husband is a

very dangerous man.

- I have been married to

Christian for 15 years.

He loves me.

And I love him.

I think it's time

for you to go now.

Have a nice day.

- Thank you for the tea.

- You should not have come here.

Just what did you think

you were gonna accomplish?

- I told her everything

you son of a b*tch.

Do you know

that the male medulla

is larger than the

one found in females?

Therefore, men

have more aggressive

responses to danger.

It's an astonishing,

neurological difference

between the sexes,

that even when women

are presented with

overwhelming danger,

they're response is

- Please.

less than that of men.

We are physically

and mentally stronger,

yet you continue to come around

looking for the best in me.

That experiment

that I've emulated,

which is why in the study

only confirms my theory

that men are biologically

and neurologically superior

to women, which is why

I'm able to dominate them,

and that will be the

final chapter of my book.

- Christian?

What did you..

- I didn't know she

was gonna come here.

- Well, I think you

should call the police.

There's laws against

things like this.

- Please help me, he's

trying to k*ll me.

- Listen to me,

this women is sick,

and I need to get

her to the hospital.

Oh, God.

- Christian, what are

you doing with a g*n?

Oh, my God, you're bleeding.

I'm gonna call an ambulance.

- No, do not call an ambulance.

What do you mean?

Oh, my God.

Melissa?

Melissa?

- Put your g*n down.

I said drop

the g*n.

Look, I'm not gonna

tell you again.

- You're never gonna hurt me.

You are just like

all the others.

Weak.

- Oh, my God.

- Get away from him.

Christian, Christian?

Did you k*ll him?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

He's been lying to you.

He's been hurting other women.

He tried to k*ll me.

You have to believe me.

- Go.

Go, get an ambulance.

- Put that in your book.

Don't

forget napkins

when setting the table.

- I'm pretty sure

that was your job.

- It was not.

- It was.

- It was your job.

You look so much better.

- How bad did I look before?

- Did you see Rocky?

- I did not look that bad.

It was really bad,

It was really, oh, oh.

- Oh, don't make me

laugh.

- Oh, no laughing.

No laughing allowed

- Yep, yep.

At this table.

I know you're in pain,

but I'm just really

glad you're here.

- I am, and I'm here to stay.

- Oh,

God.

I just wish I could have

stopped it all from happening.

- Stop it, stop it.

You're one of the strongest,

bravest women I know.

- I don't know about that.

John's still alive.

- John's gonna go away for

a really, really long time,

especially now that his

wife agreed to testify.

- It won't bring Carrie back.

- He's not gonna hurt

anyone ever again,

and that's because of you.

You got him.

And you're home now.

It always feels like home

when your here.

- Uh, uh-hmm.

Hey, what happened

at the hospital?

Hey, we're about to eat.

Come, okay, well you

guys are super cute,

so I'm just gonna

take this picture.

For the record,

I knew this was the

all along.

Look at you.

- Let me see those.

That's a picture...