[ sighs ]
- Hey, girl, how's it going?
- I'm stressed.
I have to go look at
another apartment later.
It's not furnished,
but at this point I'll sleep on the floor.
I know I only have
a couple more days
until your roommate gets back.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
I really thought I could her
to break her part of the lease
with all the crazy,
wild sex I've been having.
I so wish you
could just move in.
You know,
I'm sure that two weeks on my couch
has been rough.
- I'm just glad you were there
for me when Tim and I broke up.
- Of course.
- Mrs. Alves?
- Thank you for being on time.
And it has a full laundry
area, washer and dryer.
- It's great; I'll take it.
- Okay, I just need you to
fill out some paperwork...
And I need your signature here.
Initial here and here.
Oh, and you did
bring the two checks?
- Yes.
- One for deposit
and first month.
- I have them both right here.
- Thank you.
- Lydia.
- Tim, what are you doing here?
- Please don't do this.
- Stop it.
- I love you.
You don't belong here.
You belong home with me.
- I'm sorry,
this is not going to be a problem.
- I'm sorry, too.
I told you this is
a quiet building,
and I don't need that headache.
- But I signed the lease.
- I did not.
- I was counting on this place.
I don't have
anywhere else to go.
- I'm sorry.
- Lydia?
Lydia.
- Leave me alone, Tim.
I told you, it's over.
- Lydia, come on.
Lydia, Lydia...
I'll be better, I swear.
I'll quit drinking.
- Tim, I've heard it.
I needed this place.
If you come near me again,
I'm calling the police.
- Lydia, what?
Come on!
[ sighs ]
- Oh God.
- Apartment's not available.
- Great.
- Here, it's clean.
I promise.
- Thanks.
Thank you. - Yeah.
Hey, you want to--you want to
come inside and wait it out?
- Sure, thanks.
- Where are you living now?
- Nowhere really.
I was with a friend,
and then I...
I just need a place to live.
- I have a place I might be
able to rent out temporarily.
The last tenant left
all her furniture there.
I haven't had a chance
to clear it out.
It's kind of a mess, but...
- Anything.
I will honestly take
anything, even a closet.
- All right, well,
let's go check it out first
and see what you think.
- Okay, yeah. - Okay?
How many tenants do you have?
- Uh, we've got a few.
Some of the people have
been living here for,
like, 20-plus years. - Really?
- Yeah,
don't mind the renovation.
Hey, Helen.
- I think I lost my key.
- Honey,
this isn't your apartment.
Your apartment's around the
corner, remember?
- Oh, of course.
- It's okay, come on,
I'll help you out.
Here, help yourself in, okay?
Come on.
- Thanks, Drew, I appreciate it.
- How's your day so far?
- It's kind of...
- Sorry about that.
Helen's been here for years.
She's starting to-- so I
keep an eye out for her.
- This place is beautiful.
- There is one thing.
[ jackhammering ]
- What is that?
- Tiles being jackhammered.
It's coming from my
apartment, directly above.
Once I finish the
floors, I plan on tearing
the walls apart
and just completely
gutting the entire place.
Sorry, renovations should
last about three months.
So for now,
this place is sitting pretty empty.
But if you think you
can handle that...
- I can.
I can totally handle the noise.
- Go ahead,
go take a look around.
- Hey, Kaylee.
I'm gonna go talk to Brad.
Hey, um, did you get my
text about my paper topic?
- I did, Lydia, I just wanted to
talk to you about it in person.
- Okay.
- I think it needs work.
- Really?
- I just think your
focus is too broad.
You're only going to be
able to skim the surface
of the topic unless you
really narrow it down.
But we can talk about
it later if you need.
- Okay, thanks, appreciate it.
- What did Brad want?
- He hates my essay topic.
- More importantly,
what happened with you
and that apartment?
- I'm moving in today.
Can you believe it, Pumpkin?
[ cat meows ]
What is that?
- Drew!
Hi,
I was just coming to get you.
Um, there's a...
- Refrigerator leak, right?
- Yeah, how'd you know?
- Sorry, I meant to fix
that before you moved in.
Could I take a look at it?
- Yeah, thanks. - Cool, thanks.
Hello.
[ cat growls ]
Let's see what we've got.
Yeah, it's water.
The filter back here can
get a little clogged.
I just need to clean it out.
- Um, do you actually do all
the work here by yourself?
- Yep,
unless it's a big enough job,
we'll get an extra set of
hands, but... okay...
It's mostly just me.
If you want it done
right, you know.
That should do it.
I actually grew up
in this building.
My mom and I lived in
the apartment above.
She wasn't around much,
so the owner took me under his wing,
taught me everything he knew,
and now I run the place.
- Well,
it's a beautiful building.
- It's getting there.
You should've seen
it before I started.
It was pretty rundown.
But she's got good bones.
I started with this apartment,
moved on to Helen's.
Now I'm working on
the common area,
and I'm going to
finish off in my place.
It's going to be
great when it's done.
So, uh, everything okay,
you're all moved in?
- Yeah, um, I don't really have
that much stuff, as you can see.
Thank you for lending
me the furniture.
- Yeah, uh,
it belonged to an old tenant of mine.
She, uh, she moved
out, married rich,
left everything behind.
- This guy must've
been pretty amazing
to just leave everything behind.
- People do crazy things for
love, and money.
By the way,
I wanted to show you this.
[ locks click ]
- What just happened?
Did we just get locked in?
- Are you okay?
[ voice echoing ]
Lydia, is everything okay?
Hey, I'm sorry, I just,
I wanted to show you this app.
It controls everything,
I mean, the lights,
the locks on the
windows and the doors.
See?
Just download the app.
Password is...
Smarthome control center...
[ locks click ]
- Uh, yeah.
- Just got to download
it to your phone.
- Thank you. Thanks.
- Sure you're okay?
- I'm fine.
- Okay. - I'm good.
- All right. - Thank you.
- If you need anything else,
let me know, all right?
- Yeah.
- Definitely going to
steal this mirror from you.
- Come over any time.
- You know I will.
- I just wish my parents
were still here to see this:
my first apartment, by myself.
- I know.
They'd be so proud of
you, though.
- Yeah.
[ knock on door ]
- Who's this?
- Oh, hi, Drew, come in.
- Hi, I'm Kaylee,
Lydia's best friend.
- Hi. Drew.
- So Drew, rumor has it you have
a pretty powerful jackhammer.
[ chuckles nervously ]
- Kaylee...
- I, uh...
- Forgive her, she's drunk.
- I am not. Not yet, anyway.
Wine? - No thanks.
So Lydia, I realized
that I forgot to give you
the keys to your mailbox.
- Thanks.
- Yeah, um, all right,
I'll get out of your hair.
Have a good night.
- Thanks. - Thank you.
- Lydia...
How could you not tell
me how cute he is?
I mean it,
you need to go for it.
- He's my apartment manager.
- So?
- So I don't want
to mess things up,
especially after
things with Tim.
I just need to be careful.
- Please stop b*ating
yourself up about Tim, okay?
You didn't know he'd turn into a
lying, cheating drunk.
- Okay, there's one more thing.
- Oh gosh. - Yeah. Indulge me.
- Please,
not with the texting etiquette.
- Drew sent me
this text earlier,
and it is completely misspelled.
- Here is the link for
the smart apartment app.
Let me know if you
need help with it.
Lydia, it's called
abbreviations, okay?
It's a text, he leaves out the
vowels because he's typing fast.
- No, no, no, I mean, yes,
I am a grammar stickler,
I'm an English major.
- Yeah, and you're also
crazy, okay?
Didn't Tim have, like,
perfect texting etiquette?
Tim's in the past,
and from now on,
everything's going to be great,
and you're going to marry Drew.
- Stop it.
I do finally feel like
things are looking up.
- Well, to new beginnings.
- Hello?
[ cat meows ]
[ purrs ]
- There you go, good kitty.
You like to bite my finger, huh?
Hmm.
Hemingway.
Nyctophobia.
[ knock on door ]
- Drew.
[ sighs ]
Is Lydia home?
I have a little cat
toy for Pumpkin.
- Yeah, she's in there.
I was just inside fixing
something for her.
But she said that she
wants to take a nap,
doesn't want to be disturbed.
I can take that for
you if you'd like.
- Oh, all right.
- Okay.
I'll make sure she gets it.
- Thanks.
- Bye now.
- Liar.
[ gasps ]
[ light switch clicks ]
- Calm down.
There's nothing.
[ clattering ]
Hello?
Is someone there?
[ floor creaks ]
[ screams ]
- Lydia, it's me.
I was just fixing the light.
I didn't mean to scare you.
I didn't know you were home.
I rang your bell, I knocked on your
door, no one answered.
- I didn't hear you knock.
- I'm sorry.
I didn't want you to come
home to a dark apartment.
- It's just, it's so dark.
- I'm not going to hurt you.
It's okay.
- I think you gave
me a heart att*ck.
- You and me both.
All right, I'm going to head out
and let you get back to sleep.
- I don't think I'm ever
going to sleep again.
- Yeah.
- I'm going to have
a glass of wine.
- Okay.
- Do you want a glass?
- Yeah, I could use a glass.
[ cat purrs ] - Hey, hey buddy.
- Pumpkin, huh.
He's never this
friendly with strangers.
- I guess I have
that effect on cats.
They say our perfect companions
never have fewer than four feet.
- Don't tell me you're
a fan of Colette.
- What, because I work with my
hands, I can't read literature?
- No, I'm saying most
of the guys I know,
they don't read much.
I mean,
not unless it's for school
and certainly not Colette.
- You mean your ex.
- Tim. - Oh.
- Yeah.
No, Tim didn't read for fun.
It was too dark in the bars
he frequented for that.
- Well, that's too bad.
I think it's nice to have
things in common with the people
you get involved with.
You can do things
together, you know?
All right,
I'm going to tell you a secret,
but you have to promise not
to laugh or tell anyone.
Promise? - Promise.
- My dream is to go to Venice
and sip Bellinis at Harry's Bar.
- ...Harry's Bar. - You know it?
- What are you saying?
That's my dream.
- Really? - Yeah.
Well, uh,
to Bellinis in Italy one day.
Say it.
- To Bellinis in Italy one day.
- One day.
Oh no.
That's my fault, isn't it?
- What?
It's nothing, really.
- I got you with that nail file.
- Well, you got pretty good aim.
- No, no, no, let me fix it.
I have something.
- You don't have to.
- I do, no, don't worry.
- All right.
Oh wow.
- Okay.
It's going to sting a little bit.
- Okay.
[ sucks in breath ]
- Did it hurt?
- No, I'm kidding, sorry.
- Stop. - I had to, I had to.
- Okay.
Next step...
There, all better.
- Thank you.
- Do you want to
stay for dinner?
I mean,
it's the least I could do for
mortally wounding you and all.
I don't really have that much.
- I'd love to,
but only if you let me cook.
- You cook?
- I do. It helps me relax.
Plus I got a whole lot of
stuff upstairs that I can make.
- Are you sure? - I insist.
- Okay, uh...
I'm going to go
put some pants on.
- Right.
- I'll--I'll meet you upstairs.
- Yeah.
- I was a problem child.
- Sounds like it. - Yeah.
- I wasn't. - No?
Yeah, you look like
a goody-two-shoes.
- Something like that.
- Yeah. Did you enjoy the food?
- It was so good. - Yeah?
- Really good.
- The secret's in
the fresh basil.
- Well, I'll have to
return the favor sometime,
though my cooking
doesn't compare.
- You're on. - At all.
- But, uh, I just--
I don't want you to feel
pressured or anything.
I know we live, like,
30 feet away from each other,
and I don't want it to feel
weird, you know.
- It doesn't.
It's getting late.
Here, I'll help with these.
- Thanks.
- You want your wine?
- Yeah, thanks.
- Um...
- Sorry, I guess I misread.
- No, I just...
I just really need to
take things slowly.
- Oh yeah, yeah, I get it.
- Good,
because tonight was really great.
- Yeah, I had a lot of fun.
- I'll see you around.
- Maybe.
- Maybe? Okay, thank you.
- No problem.
Good night. - Good night.
[ clattering ]
- Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Hello, can somebody hear me?
[ gasps ] - Lydia?
Hey, Lydia, what's wrong?
Are you okay?
Come on.
Here, sit down.
Breathe.
Put your head in between
your knees and breathe.
I told you not to
use that elevator.
Use the freight elevator
from now on, okay?
Just breathe.
- I'm okay. I'm fine.
- What happened?
- I just, the elevator stopped,
and then the lights went out,
and I don't know what I would've
done if you didn't come in.
I have a pretty
severe case of...
nyctophobia, which is...
- Fear of the dark.
- Yeah.
When I was 16, my parents
passed away in a car accident.
- I'm sorry.
- I went to go live
with my neighbors.
They had two boys
that were my age.
And I had this charm
bracelet from my mom.
One time I was
playing with the boys,
and they took my charm bracelet
and threw it in the cellar.
I don't think they
knew what it meant.
I went down to the
cellar, trying to get it,
and it was pitch black in
there, just completely dark.
And, um...
All I could think
about was my parents,
and I just froze.
I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't move at all.
Ever since then,
I've just had a really severe fear.
And I know it sounds
stupid, but...
- I'm going to make sure
to fix that elevator
so that never happens
again, okay?
- Thank you.
- Did you ever get
that bracelet back?
- No.
- Hey,
I've been meaning to ask you,
I got these tickets to "Sun."
It's a play based off the...
- ..."The Sun Also Rises," yeah.
- Do you want to come
with me tomorrow?
- Yeah, yeah,
I'd love that, thanks.
I kept having to lean
to the left to see
because he kept moving his head.
- I know, he's so tall.
He was so tall.
- Thanks so much for taking me.
- Yeah, of course.
- I had a really good time.
- Yeah, well, I mean,
I really enjoyed seeing it
with someone who appreciates
Hemingway as much as I do.
If only we had some Bellinis
to make tonight complete.
- Yeah.
I don't think there's
anywhere around here
that serves them this late.
- Hmm, you sure?
Watch your step. - Okay.
- Welcome to Italy,
"Lady and the Tramp" style.
Come. - It's beautiful.
Thank you. - Yeah.
[ chuckles ]
- Here comes the best part.
- Wow.
To Bellinis in Italy.
- To Bellinis in Italy.
- Cheers.
All right, so be honest with me.
Is this corny?
Because I was
going for romantic,
and there is a fine line.
- It was romantic. - Good.
- It was very
romantic, thank you.
- There is one more thing.
- Drew...
- It's really not a big deal.
It's Victorian,
like the one you said your mom gave you.
- It's beautiful.
- Here. Let's put it on.
Also,
I got you this special charm.
Let's put it on.
You press these two
buttons together...
And you never have to be
alone in the dark again.
- That's the nicest thing
anyone's ever done for me.
Do you want to go downstairs?
- Yeah.
- No, wait.
- Right.
Right, you want to take it slow.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Sorry.
- Don't be sorry.
You're worth waiting for.
- I had a really
good time tonight.
- Me, too.
- I'll see you soon.
[ chuckles ]
I love this.
- I love you.
Hey, Lydia, it's Drew.
I sent you a text.
I'm cooking dinner, would love
it if you could join me tonight.
Let me know.
[ phone beeps ]
- Have a good one.
Hi. Thank you.
All right,
this is due back in two weeks.
- Thanks. - Yep.
- Hi, I think I'm lost. - Drew.
Yes, I know exactly the book
that you're looking for.
It's on the second floor.
Follow me.
- Where are you going?
There's so many
books everywhere.
It's a very...
- Here. - Wait.
- Right here.
Not so loud.
- So are we gonna
make out here or what?
- No, Drew, I could get fired.
- Okay, so?
- Drew. - What?
- My boss is really strict.
Hey, how'd you know where I
worked, anyway?
- I've been stalking you, Lydia.
- What?
- On Facebook, how else?
Look,
I just wanted to surprise you.
I know you didn't get
to have dinner tonight,
so I, uh, made you this.
- That's sweet,
but food's not allowed in the library.
- Yeah,
this food's garbage anyways.
- Lydia,
there's a line waiting up front.
- Oh, I have to go.
Bye. - Thank you.
- Okay. - Yeah.
- Thanks.
Don't ask.
- He still didn't like it?
- No, he won't approve
any of my topics.
I don't know what
I'm supposed to do.
I can't fail this class.
- Okay,
this is what we're going to do.
We're going to go
get some coffee,
and we're going
to sit there until
we think of something that's
going to blow him away.
- Guess I better text Drew
and tell him I can't
make this movie.
- Well, I'm sure you'll
make it up to him.
You're my best
friend, and I need you
to stay in school with me.
Who else am I going
to cheat off of?
- Oh.
[ phone beeps ]
- Studying with Kaylee.
- Okay,
here's a triple sh*t for you
and none for me because I am
done with coffee for tonight.
[ chuckles ]
Don't look now. Hey.
- Hey, uh,
can I talk to you for a moment?
- I was just going
to get going anyway.
I'll see you tomorrow.
- Um, so I wanted to
explain something to you.
You're in the running to
be Professor Moodley's
intern next year. - I am?
- Yeah, that's why this
paper's so important.
- I had no idea.
- Look...
You're going to really
need to stand out,
find a topic that speaks to you.
- I will. Thank you, Brad.
- Yeah.
Okay, so I'm going to go.
- Oh, hey,
do you want to sit for a bit?
I feel like I owe you
a million "thank you"s
for reading and re-reading
and re-re-reading my paper.
So thank you. - You're welcome.
You're doing good.
Good luck. - Thanks.
All right,
I'll see you tomorrow.
- All right.
- Drew, what are you doing here?
- I thought you were
studying with Kaylee.
Lydia,
I saw you with that other guy.
- Were you following me?
- No,
I was going to grab coffee,
and then there you
were, you were flirting.
His hands were all over you.
- Hey, Drew, that was my TA,
and that was a perfectly
innocent conversation,
not that it's any
of your business.
- Excuse me?
- Okay.
I feel like we've been
moving way too fast,
and I really just need to
focus on work and school,
and I think we should
just be friends, okay?
- Yeah.
[ shouts ]
[ phone buzzes ]
- Hello?
What?
No, that can't be right.
Oh my God.
My clock stopped.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.
- Helen, do you know if
Priority Mail came today?
This is super-important.
- I think so.
- Hey, Helen,
did your power go out last night?
- Miss Shaw.
- I'm sorry,
my alarm clock didn't go off.
- Lydia,
you're a very good librarian,
and I would hate to lose you,
but you have got to
learn to be on time.
- I know, I know,
it was an honest mistake,
and it will not happen
again, I promise.
- I'll give you one more
chance, but that's it.
Don't make me regret it.
- Thank you.
Do you mind if I run to
drop this in the mail first?
- Miss Shaw, you are already
late, now get to work.
- Drew?
- Hey, hi.
Look, I'm not here to
bug you or anything.
I just checked out some of
these books a few nights ago,
and I needed to return them.
I really didn't know
you were working today.
Hey, I'm really sorry
about being a jerk.
I never realized how
jealous I could be.
- That's okay; we're all good.
- We are? - Yeah.
- Okay.
Well, I actually got
to get going anyways.
Helen asked me to mail her
rent check to the landlord.
She insists I send it
certified, so...
- Wait,
you're going to the post office?
- Yeah.
- Do you think you could mail
something for me, certified?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
This. - Cool.
- Thanks again.
- Hey.
We are good, right?
- Absolutely,
we're good friends.
- Okay, yeah, Brad,
I'm downloading it now.
The ongoing progression of PTSD.
While the freeze response
may be adaptive as a child,
as an adult,
the inability to discharge the energy
from the original event
may lead to panic,
compulsive behaviors
and phobias.
This is amazing, Brad.
This is exactly what
I was looking for.
Yeah, for sure,
I'll meet you at the coffee house.
I've got to take a
quick shower first,
but I'll be there in a bit.
Okay, perfect,
I'll see you soon, bye.
[ water running ]
- Bye, Brad.
[ chattering ]
- All right,
I'll see you later, okay?
Hey. - Hey.
- How's that paper coming?
Did Brad help you last night?
- No, he stood me up.
- Wait, really? - Yeah.
- So, about last night.
- Lydia, I'm no longer
the TA for your section.
From now on,
I think it's best if you contact
Professor Moodley's
other assistants.
- But I mean,
we've been working...
- Excuse me.
- What happened?
- I don't know.
- Excuse me, Miss Shaw,
just what do you think you're doing?
- Oh, I'm just categorizing...
- You're over an hour late.
- What?
No, my shift didn't
start today until 8 pm.
- Miss Shaw,
I sent you a text last night
with the schedule change,
and I know you opened it.
- Oh my God.
My phone, it's been broken,
and I haven't been
getting any text messages.
- I'm sorry, Miss Shaw.
You begged me to give you
a second chance, and I did,
but there are no third chances.
- Lucia, I--
I need this job.
I can't believe she fired me.
- I mean, look at it this way.
At least you have an extra
week to finish your paper,
and if you got the internship,
we could go to Italy.
You'd love that.
- Italy.
I just hope my
paper's good enough
to impress Professor Moodley.
- Yeah, I'm sure it will.
Did you want one?
- Oh no, I'm good.
I'm going to take a sleeping
pill tonight and pass out.
- Well,
I'm going to finish cleaning up.
- Okay, good night.
- Good night.
[ thunderclap ]
of Charles Dickens.
This is a very,
very important text.
It's a secondary text, but...
- What happened?
- I turned in my paper late.
My alarm clock went out again.
- Listen,
we're finally done, okay?
We're going to go out
tonight and celebrate.
Ooh, let's go see that
band at the coffee shop.
- Okay, only if it's on me.
- One, two three.
- Ooh
Ooh
Ooh - Thanks.
Hey, I wanted to make a
toast, to you.
Thank you for being the
best friend I could ask for.
Cheers.
- They try to get me down
- Excuse me,
your card was declined.
- Really?
- Do you have another one?
- It's fine, I got it.
- I'll pay you back.
- What is it?
Lydia, what is it?
- It says I have $23
in my bank account.
- You think you were hacked?
- I've used this card
in, like, three places.
How could this happen?
- I show here a $2,000
charge to a Cabrillo Tours.
- That's crazy.
I didn't do that.
When did this happen?
- Let's see, um,
on Thursday the 11th at 2 am.
- Lydia, Thursday was the day
before our tests were due.
- Yeah?
- I mean, you were talking
about a tour to Italy.
You didn't actually book
it, did you?
You were kidding.
- No, I didn't book it.
I mean, I took a sleeping pill.
Maybe I forgot.
- And booked a tour to Italy?
No.
- I understand that the
tickets are non-refundable.
I'm telling you that I
didn't purchase them.
It was fraud.
- Everything all right, dear?
- No, not really.
- Oh, well,
at least you have Drew coming over
at all hours to make repairs.
- Helen, what do you mean?
Has Drew been going
into my apartment?
- Oh yes, dear, all the time.
- Helen...
Was he there last
Thursday night?
- Yes, I do believe I saw
him leaving last Thursday.
I remember because the
thunder woke me up.
Well, bye, dear.
[ gasps ]
- Lydia, sorry,
just reorganizing
all this holiday stuff.
- You've been coming
into my apartment.
- What?
What are you talking about?
Oh, you mean like to fix
things when you first moved in?
- No, on Thursday and other
days, too.
Helen saw you.
- Really?
Come on, Lydia,
Helen isn't exactly
the most reliable of witnesses
now, is she?
I mean, half the time she
doesn't know what year it is.
- Well, she knew today.
Okay, she even
remembered my cat's name.
- Come with me.
- Hi, Helen, could you tell
us what day it is today?
- Um, it's Valentine's
Day, February 14th.
- That's right, Helen,
happy Valentine's Day.
Thank you.
See?
[ phone beeps ]
[ knock on door ]
[ knocking continues ]
- Lydia?
I need to talk to you.
Are you there?
I just remembered
something about Drew.
[ Pumpkin meows ]
Lydia, dear?
[ Pumpkin meows ]
Oh dear.
Pumpkin,
is anything wrong, dear?
Pumpkin?
Pumpkin?
Oh, Drew.
Um, I'll just--I'll just leave.
- I can't let you go.
[ whimpering ]
Sorry.
[ bones cr*ck ]
- Oh, God.
[ sobs ]
[ screams ]
- Miss Shaw, I'd like to see
you in my office after class,
if you please. - Sure.
- Thank you.
- The internship.
I bet you got it.
- Really?
- Yeah, what else would it be?
- Please.
You've always been one
of my best students,
probably the best,
and so naturally
I was considering you for
one of the paid internships
next semester,
which is why I got quite a
surprise when I read your paper.
How on Earth you
thought you'd get away
with turning in an
already published paper,
I simply do not know. - What?
- Surely you understand
that we run every paper
turned in through
plagiarism software.
- Plagiarism?
- Miss Shaw, this is your
paper, is it not?
- Yes, but I didn't plagiarize,
unless you're
saying that I failed
to put noted quotations...
- What I'm saying is that
you put your cover sheet
on an already published paper
and turned it in as if
it were your own work.
- But I didn't.
- That'll be determined
by the student hearing.
- Professor, this is a mistake.
- There are no mistakes in
life, Miss Shaw,
just lessons to be learned.
You may go.
- Hey, Kaylee.
- Hi. - Hey.
- So am I talking to Professor
Moodley's new intern?
- No,
he accused me of plagiarism.
- What?
[ phone beeps ]
- Hang on a sec.
Yes, this is she.
How can I be late on a
payment for next semester?
I don't make payments.
I have financial aid.
Yes,
I mailed the form in on time.
Well, I don't know,
maybe it got lost in the mail.
Can you just put your
superior on the phone please,
so I can talk it
through with them?
Okay, well, why don't you guys
figure it out and call me back?
- What happened?
- They're saying I didn't mail
in my financial aid forms.
- What?
- Which obviously I did...
Thanks...
Because Drew mailed
them in for me.
- Drew mailed it for you?
- Yeah.
- What if he didn't?
Lydia, what if he's screwing
you over on purpose?
I mean, if he could do this,
he could be doing everything:
switching the essays;
emptying your account.
- No, why would he?
[ screams ] - Whoa, I'm sorry.
- Tim, what are you doing here?
- I came by to see you earlier,
and the front door was open,
so I came in to wait.
Lydia.
- Why was my front door open?
- I don't-- I don't know.
- Just hold on.
Helen?
Helen, are you in there?
Did you use my bathtub?
- What? No.
Why would I use your bathtub?
Lydia...
I came by just
because I wanted--
Can you take a seat actually?
Please? Please.
I just wanted to say
that I'm sorry...
for everything.
I quit drinking,
and I'm trying to get
my act together, and...
Well, I just wanted to
apologize for all the crap
that I put you through.
Look, I mean,
I realize we're done.
I'm just making amends.
- That's good, Tim.
I hope you mean
it, for your sake.
This is not a good time for me.
You know, I asked you for space,
and I hope that
you'll respect that.
- Yeah, I understand.
That's part of the
process, I guess.
I'll see you around.
Why'd you ask me
about the bathtub?
- Because there are
footprints in my bathroom,
and they're not mine.
I think my apartment
manager, Drew...
- Are you serious?
Lyd,
you've got to get out of here.
- I know.
I'm going to go to
Kaylee's tonight
when she gets done with work.
- I'll stay here, and I'll help
you get your things together.
- No, Tim,
you don't have to do that.
- Yes, I do.
I'm not going to leave you
here with some sort of creep.
[ ringtone plays ]
- Yeah.
Yeah, no, uh, yeah,
I'll be right there.
Sorry, that's my sponsor.
I've got to go, but I'll be
back, and I'll bring dinner.
Seriously, Lyd, let me do this.
- Okay.
- Aren't you the
apartment manager?
I know what you've been up to.
What are you, some kind of perv?
If Lydia tells me that
there's any more problems...
You're dead.
[ scoffs ]
[ grunts ]
- Hey. - Hey.
You'll never guess
who just came by: Tim.
- Uh-oh.
- No, he's actually
doing a lot better.
He insisted on coming over
tonight and bringing me dinner.
- Well, I'm glad someone's there
with you until I get off work.
- Me, too.
I'm glad I don't have to
stay here another night.
I'm heading up now to
tell Drew I'm moving out.
- Okay, bye. - Kaylee, come on.
- Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming.
[ doorbell rings ]
- Lydia, hey, uh, sorry...
- I just...
- The new tenants are here.
I'll be right back, okay?
[ cat meows ]
- Pumpkin?
Pumpkin?
[ cat meows ]
Pumpkin.
Pumpkin.
[ cat meows ]
Oh my God.
- Lydia.
- Stay away from me.
You're sick.
Everything you said
you are is a lie.
Why would you do that?
- Because I love you.
I want to make you happy.
I want to give you
everything you ever wanted,
and I will do anything
to make that happen.
- Not like that.
[ screams ]
- Finally, you're awake.
Sorry, you must have hit
your head pretty hard, huh?
Lydia, let's not make this
any harder than it has to be.
I know you're leaving.
I just thought that maybe
we could have a dinner
before you go, a goodbye meal.
Is that okay?
Lydia?
[ sighs ]
[ muffled scream ]
I can't hear you.
Come on!
Say it like you mean it, okay?
- It's a good idea.
- What?
- It's a good idea.
- Good, good,
then it's time for a toast.
You know, Lydia,
sometimes people come into our lives,
and it's like they were
always meant to be there,
like you dreamed them
before they existed,
like you summoned them.
It can be hard to let
people like that go.
Anyways,
it'll break my heart to do it,
but if you don't
want to stay with me,
I'll just have to let you go.
So Lydia...
Do you want to stay, or go?
I see.
You want to go.
Well, then...
[ phone beeps ]
There's a leak in 104.
Damn it,
there's always something wrong
with this building.
Well, then,
to our fond farewell.
Come on.
[ coughs ]
[ phone beeps ]
[ door locks ]
- Kaylee, still with Tim,
will be here for a while.
Call you late.
- Girl, you out? - Kaylee.
[ coughs ]
- Help! Somebody help!
Help me! Help!
[ ringtone plays ]
- Tim?
[ screams ]
Tim?
[ phone beeps, door unlocks ]
- Drew, it's leaking again.
- Coming. - God damn it.
[ phone buzzes ]
- 911, what's your emergency?
- Hello, can you hear me?
- Ma'am, yes, I can hear you.
- Hi, I need your help.
I'm at 112 Wardlowe
Street, please hurry.
- Ma'am. - Please hurry.
- Ma'am, what is your emergency?
- The app to open the door.
Download.
Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
Password, come on, Lydia, think.
Lydia.
[ door unlocks ]
[ screams ]
- You're just like
all the others!
You used me!
And then you leave!
[ screaming ]
- I was gonna let you go,
I really was, but I can't.
You weren't going to suffer.
I guess this is goodbye.
You know what the sad part is?
No one is going to miss you.
I really liked you.
Here comes the dark.
[ whimpering ]
[ knocking on door ]
- How can I help you, officer?
- What did you do with Lydia?
- What do you mean?
- We got a 911 phone call
from this apartment building.
I'm going to have to
check the premises.
- Come on in.
Don't mind the renovation.
- That's the bathroom.
- Lydia?
Lydia?
Lydia?
- Well,
it looks like no one's here.
Sorry for the trouble, sir.
- No trouble.
- I mean,
you barely even checked the place.
- Obviously it was a mistake.
- Thank you, officer,
I'll walk you out.
- She's in here, she's in here.
She's here.
It's okay.
[ gasping ]
You're safe.
[ coughing ]
- Oh my God.
- Hey, have you heard?
- Not yet.
- I'm sure you'll get it,
and then we can celebrate
in our new place.
Ooh, I was on Pinterest,
and I think a pink
kitchen would be so cute.
- No pink.
- Lydia.
Congrats, you got it.
- Seriously?
- Your essay was powerful.
You deserve it.
[ laughs ]
- Thank you.
- Okay,
how about a pineapple theme?
- No. - Okay.
- We're going to have to
reformulate those thoughts.
- Okay. [ laughs ]
- Let's go.
My Nightmare Landlord (2020)
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