That's your problem, not mine.
I am not a live-in.
96 hours without relief, Ed.
No.
I haven't slept in three days.
Hang on.
Who are you talking to?
No one.
Go back to sleep, Olivia.
I'd like some water.
Yes, ma'am.
Ed, I'm gonna leave, I swear.
I have a very bad feeling.
I think I'm seeing things.
Maybe I'm hallucinating
from lack of sleep.
I don't scare easily,
but after yesterday?
You owe me triple time
for this, Ed.
Fix it.
Yes, ma'am.
Hello?
Ed.
Oh, yeah, of course I am.
Thank you.
Oh, who's the nurse on call?
What?
She just-- Of course.
Yeah, I understand.
What's the address?
Ed, I really appreciate this.
-That was the agency.
-I figured.
They're bringing me back on.
-So, no more probation?
-I hope.
The nurse on call
just left the patient alone.
Overnights?
I need this.
It's a second chance.
Where am I?
Don't. Sorry. She's sleeping.
-You Dale?
-Yes.
Please come in.
I'm Tom, by the way.
My name should be
on your list to call
in case of an emergency.
Looks like her, uh--
Her last aide just took off.
Afraid so.
Sorry to inconvenience you.
Oh, no, not at all.
You know, I've been
helping out since her, um...
her husband passed away
a few years ago.
Uh-- Did you have any trouble
finding the place?
-Not really.
-Okay. This way.
She was asleep
when I got here.
Just don't know how long
she's been alone.
Okay. That usually works.
Oh, she has emphysema.
She has trouble breathing
on her own.
Yeah, I read her chart.
Must be a clog in the line
somewhere or something.
You're standing
on her oxygen tube.
Oh, sh*t. I should be going.
I was calling you.
Where have you been?
No, Olivia, um,
this is your new nurse, Dale.
Well, you're not supposed
to leave me alone.
Tracy's no longer here,
Mrs. Stone.
I'm Dale, I'm gonna be
taking care of you now.
I had a puppy named Dale.
She was a beautiful dog.
I'd whistle and call her name
and she'd come running.
Well, you look like you have
everything under control.
I'm gonna leave you two.
-Um, thank you--
-Tom.
I'll be right up the road
if you need me.
Can I get you anything,
Mrs. Stone?
Oh, call me Olivia.
Olivia.
Some water, please.
Mm.
Oh, oh, uh, no.
Use this mug.
How many times have I told you
not to touch my things?
I'm sorry.
I am a creature of habit.
She chase another one away?
Guess so.
-What's your name?
-Dale. What's yours?
I'll give you
three days, tops.
-For what?
-Maybe less.
You look like
you might crack.
-Oh, I do, huh?
-They tell you?
Did who tell me what?
The house is haunted.
I've seen it.
-Seen what?
-The ghost.
Why do you think Tracy left?
I'm not afraid.
Penny?
You didn't finish your lunch.
I hate tuna fish.
Okay, well, we gotta
go home. Let's go.
-I'm talking to Dale.
-Well, Dale is busy.
We need to leave Dale alone.
Nice knowing you.
Sorry.
Your daughter?
Yeah, yeah, she's cute.
But be careful.
She likes getting into
a lot of mischief.
Something wrong
with your right hand?
Oh, yeah. Old problem.
How do you know
I'm right-handed?
Oh, years of conducting
an orchestra.
Becomes second nature
to notice these things.
OCD. No sh*t.
Can I get you anything?
Take your pills.
It's important that you stay
on schedule with those.
I spent my life
telling others what to do.
I pointed, they complied.
People shuddered
in my presence.
Applause thundered
with the wave of my hand.
It was an honor
to play for me.
Sought after by the most
elite talent in the world.
And I had to work twice
as hard because I'm a woman.
This is my house.
I paid for it. I earned it.
So you will excuse me
if I demand a little respect
and courtesy in my own home.
My apologies. I'm sorry.
Uh...
Please, take your pills.
Mm.
-It's nice, isn't it?
-Hmm?
The view.
Oh, yeah. Very.
I always loved it here.
I sold all the others,
I wanted to die here.
Sit. Sit.
No!
No, not in that chair.
That's Albert's chair.
I'm sorry. Uh, who's Albert?
Uh, my husband.
I used to go and visit him,
but, um, I can't get
around like I used to.
So now he comes
and visits me.
Hmm. He says it's my time.
He's getting very impatient.
Heh. He says, "Olivia,
the concert's over.
The lights have come up."
He has a very dark
sense of humor.
-I've forgotten your name.
-Dale.
Dale. Dale. Heh.
Heh. They say you can tell
the depth of a person
by how many syllables
are in their name.
Olivia has four, so it takes
a while to get to know me.
Dale. Simple, plain.
Yeah, that's me. Simple.
What you see
is what you get.
Who's that?
Oh, I just ordered
some groceries.
In the study,
there's cash in the drawer.
-Wow, that was fast.
-Where's Tracy?
I'm the new nurse, Dale.
-Jacob.
Oh, yeah.
Um, it's $83.25.
And there's some assorted
chocolates in there.
That's Tracy's favorite.
Um... Is, uh, she coming back?
I doubt it.
Oh.
Oh, yeah,
Tracy let me keep it.
UH, old lady's loaded.
Said she keeps wads
of cash in a drawer.
I don't know anything
about that.
Right.
-Must get lonely.
-Hmm?
Oh, can't be much company,
bag's a nutcase.
Well, it's my job.
My job sucks too, but I don't
let it define me, you know?
-You know what? Just keep it.
-Oh, thanks.
Well, if there's anything
you need, I can--
Oh, sit, Dale, sit.
You like the paintings?
He did them, down the road.
-Tom?
-Mm-hmm.
I bought a few, you know,
help him out.
-How old are you?
Oh. By the time
I was your age,
I'd written four symphonies.
I was touring the world.
Even played
for the Queen of England.
Wow.
Yeah. Wow.
Glamor, parties, sex.
Once that part
of your life is over, heh,
there isn't much
to stick around for,
except maybe a good wine,
which I'm not
allowed to have.
Uh, I'm gonna check in on you
throughout the night.
If you need anything,
just press your buzzer.
Uh, all right.
Hey, how's it going?
Vascular Dementia patient
with OCD and COPD.
I have no idea
what either of those is,
but it sounds shitty.
You look tired.
Thanks.
You want me to come visit?
I wish, but I need this job.
No, what you need is my--
I have to go.
Olivia?
Di-- Did he wake you?
What?
Albert.
I-- I told him
to leave you alone.
He's here now?
He's in the hall,
watching us.
I don't see anyone.
If he bothers you,
tell him to go away.
Did you color your hair?
I liked it better blonde.
That was Tracy.
Try and get some sleep, okay?
Yeah.
Albert?
Hi.
You can access the cellar door
on the side of the house.
Been here many times before.
When's the last time
you were outside?
Outside?
I don't need a walk.
I'm not a dog.
When I was young,
they told us that
cigarettes would
keep us slim.
Hm.
What did we know?
-Do you smoke?
-No.
Albert never smoked.
Ehm.
Never drank.
Tried to get me to quit, but
here I am
and he is long gone.
Oh...
Oh, it is so nice
to have sun on my face.
Thank you, Dale.
I'll be right back.
-Seen it yet?
-What?
The ghost.
What makes you think
there's a ghost?
I saw it,
upstairs in the window.
Well, maybe you saw Tracy,
the last nurse here?
I don't think so.
Why don't you come on
over and say hello?
I have to get back.
Why wouldn't Penny come
over and speak to me?
She had to get home.
She's afraid of me.
Uh, I, uh...
I, uh, I knocked, I got nervous.
No one was answering.
We had a lovely walk.
You, You haven't happened
to see, uh, Penny, have you?
Oh, she was down by the pier,
but she said
she was heading home.
Ah.
I have to bring her
back up to school.
I'll be gone most of the day.
You have my number right?
Hello?
All done.
Give it about 30 minutes
for the water
to reach temperature
and you should be good.
Thank you.
Oh...
You're okay. You're okay.
I thought I was dying.
I-- I dreamed Albert was here.
He said it was my time,
that he was
going to take me with him.
He was pulling my arm
and shouting.
You're okay. Just relax.
He turned off the machine.
-Albert did?
-Yes.
Then what happened?
Well, I couldn't breathe.
Okay. It was just a dream.
It was just a dream.
I thought I was dying.
Albert, he...
He looked so strange.
I couldn't see his face.
Finally.
Sorry.
I'm all by myself here.
I'm all by myself here.
That's not fair.
No, you're right. It's not.
I have to stay here.
I have to prove myself.
They're using you because they
couldn't find anybody else.
They're giving me
another shot.
No one else did, you know?
They didn't have to.
To be honest, I was happy
that you weren't working
at the agency anymore.
All those crazy hours,
always on call.
Things were just starting
to feel normal again.
I don't know if I can
go back to that.
What are you--
What are you saying?
I'm saying quit.
This is my career.
This is what I do.
I support you.
I do. I just,
I can't spend all my nights
alone anymore.
Oh, I see. That's just,
that's great, Ben.
Oh, come on, Dale.
Don't turn this around
and make it my fault.
Oh, so this is my fault?
No.
It's your choice.
-And he didn't call?
-No.
You looking for Don?
I know where he is.
So, what's the schedule
looking like?
I have two going through
onboarding now.
If all goes well, I hope
to have someone out there
to replace you by Thursday.
Thursday?
Ed, that's a whole week
by myself without a rotation.
Dale, you know as well as I do,
how difficult it'll be to
get hired elsewhere,
especially after what happened.
I think you need to look
at this as an opportunity
to prove yourself, to win back
management's trust.
I've given you a second
chance here.
I mean, I hope you
understand that.
"She hadn't been back in
the country for nearly 10 years.
Nothing much had changed,
except a new wing
added to the church.
She asked the driver if--"
Are you married, Dale?
No.
Boyfriend?
I'm too busy.
Hm. Work was my life.
That's why I'm alone now.
Any family?
There must be someone.
I have a sister.
She lives in Michigan.
I think.
You think?
Well, I don't really
know her.
Why?
Our mother died
giving birth to her.
Her name is Anne.
Um, we were sent to separate
foster homes.
You don't wanna get
to know your sister?
Uh, she reached
out to me once.
She found my profile
on social media,
but I didn't really want
to connect like that.
Not after all these years.
I'd rather do it in person.
-Why don't you?
-Maybe someday.
Why, um...
Why waste your time
dealing with old
people like me?
I wanted to be a doctor,
but my grades
were never good enough.
I can't stand the sight
of blood, anyway.
You're in the
wrong profession. Heh.
I like helping people. So...
here I am.
I'm glad.
You're not like the others.
You're good to me.
Olivia, there's a room
upstairs that's locked.
Ah, Albert's study.
After he died,
I, uh, locked it
so it wouldn't
be disturbed.
Can I get you anything?
Um...
A cigarette.
Oh c'mon, just one.
I think that might do you in.
Another cup
of tea then, please. Uh...
Albert used to make me
a cup of tea
every night in this mug.
I'm a creature of habit.
You know what
does you in, Dale?
The quiet.
Ah...
Oh, sh*t.
Hang in there.
Hang in there.
I'll be right back.
What? Oh, my God.
Dale. Hey, it's me. Tom.
-Tom.
-I saw the lights were out.
I knocked
but you didn't answer.
I'm just trying
to figure out the right switch.
It's Olivia's oxygen.
Relax, the whole area's out.
You need the generator.
I know where it is.
I'll fix the power.
You go upstairs
and reset the machine.
Okay.
Oh, my God.
Breathe. Deep breath.
Uh, the generator needs
more fuel.
I'll get some more
in the morning.
-Okay.
-You should be fine until then.
Thank you.
-Is she okay?
-Yeah. Thank you.
You okay?
Just a little on edge.
Well, maybe
I'll just wait around
make sure everything's
working fine.
I'll make coffee.
This time of night?
For nurses it's all just one
long day that never ends.
Thank you.
Hmm.
That was fast.
Um...
When my wife Elaine left,
um...
I moved out here with Penny.
I used to see Olivia
tending her garden
every now and then.
When her husband passed,
she just stayed inside.
She went downhill
pretty fast.
But, I offered to help
any way I could.
I mean, after a while,
Penny just...
She grew terrified
of this place.
She thinks the house
is haunted.
Mm. She also thinks Olivia
is possessed by a demon.
I guess that's how
an 8-year-old explains dementia.
The way sometimes
she recognizes her,
then other times
she sees her as a stranger.
It's unnerving,
how some moments,
she's so lucid, like sharp even.
Then other times...
Yeah, it's very upsetting
to a child.
I mean, Penny,
she doesn't understand.
Hmm. Actually, Penny seems
pretty sharp for her age.
The house isn't haunted, Dale.
I don't know.
I'm just not
used to being alone
in such a big place.
Well, I told you,
if you need anything...
You're right up the road.
Thank you.
Must take real stamina
to deal with a patient
like Olivia
around the clock.
Actually, we're supposed
to work in shifts,
but the agency's really
shorthanded right now.
Yeah.
I remember the last nurse,
Tracy, she was, uh--
She was under
a lot of stress too.
I spoke with the agency today
and they said
no one's heard from her.
Really?
She left her ID badge here,
which has a lot of, like,
her personal information on it.
It seems strange that she
would just leave it here,
even if she did quit.
Maybe she was in a hurry.
Did she talk to you at all
before she left?
Why would she?
I don't know.
Courtesy?
Well, I offered
to help her out.
I'm not-- I'm not trying to take
advantage of the situation.
I hope you don't think I am.
I mean, Tracy and I weren't--
No, not at all.
I just think it's strange
that no one's heard from her.
That's all.
Well, she definitely
didn't like this place.
I mean, but I wouldn't wanna
be cooped up
in a big house
all alone either.
I mean, not being able
to leave because
of your responsibility
to the patient.
I mean, it's gotta feel like
you're trapped, right?
And I could see how some
people crack after a while,
but not you. You, uh...
You seem like
you're no nonsense.
Not exactly.
My house is so quiet
when Penny's at school, but,
when I'm working,
I can't have her around.
What do you do for work?
Research. It's tedious.
It's, uh, time consuming.
Penny has a way of getting
underneath your heels.
It's just the two
of you guys?
Yeah.
It's hard meeting people
when you're always working.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't
have done that.
Um, I should-- I should
get, uh, I should get going.
-Yeah, yeah.
-Penny's at the house. Um...
I'll show myself out.
Yeah. Okay.
I believe my own eyes, Laura.
I saw you do it.
Jake, God as my witness,
I didn't do it.
Afternoon. Detective Burke,
Hampton County PD.
We're investigating the
disappearance of Tracy Mills.
I understand that this was
her last known whereabouts?
Uh, yes, she was the nurse's
aide for Mrs. Stone before me.
-I replaced her.
-And you are?
-Dale Green.
-Mm.
She's been missing
for almost a week.
Her family's worried.
Our I.T. ran a trace
of her phone
and it last pinged
in this location.
She might still
be in the area.
-Why would she be?
-I don't know.
-She hasn't been back?
-No.
No calls? Nothing?
You spoken to anyone who might
know where she's headed?
No.
Did she leave
anything behind?
Yeah, her ID badge.
Do you have it?
I can go get it for you.
Would you like to come in?
Hmm.
Afternoon. Mrs. Stone?
Sorry to disturb you.
Detective Burke.
Do you mind if I ask you
a few questions?
No. Go ahead.
What do you remember about
the night your previous aide
Tracy, disappeared?
Oh, oh, she-- she didn't
disappear. She left me.
Did she tell you
she was leaving?
Heh. That would've been
the courteous thing
-to do, wouldn't it?
-I'll take that as a no.
No.
Left me to fend for myself,
all alone.
I can't move. I can't breathe
without these machines.
I-- I could've died.
I'm very sorry, ma'am.
Mmm. Don't feel sorry for me.
Someday you'll get old,
God willing.
Then you'll have
to give up your dignity too.
Do you remember anything odd
about her behavior
before she left?
Who?
Tracy.
Oh, no.
She's not here anymore.
She-- she left me all alone.
I mean, I can't move
I can't breathe
without these machines.
I-- I could have died.
Here it is.
You mind if I hold
onto this, Dale?
Of course.
Thank you for your help.
I'm sorry to have
disturbed you, ma'am.
Mm!
Oh, Dale, listen to this
section of the quartet,
how the four-six chord
uses contrary motion
in the outer voices
to create the augmented sixth.
Oh. It is such
a brilliant way
to resolve the five chord
in the next measure.
Oh, turn it up.
Turn it up.
What was the detective asking
you about the last nurse, Tracy?
If I remember why she left?
What do you remember?
Um, shouting.
Shouting?
Um...
Yeah, there was
banging on the door.
Do you know who it was?
No. I, uh, I don't remember.
Oh!
Did you mention this
to the detective?
Uh-- Yes, I'm sure I must have.
Here you go.
Psychopath.
Why do you say that?
He didn't like me talking
to the last nurse.
He had a thing for her.
Is that right?
Eh, we were just talking.
What did he do?
He took a swing at me.
He-he said if I ever
talked to her again,
he was gonna get me fired.
I mean,
I thought he
was gonna k*ll me.
Guy has serious anger issues.
He's just lucky
I didn't lose my cool.
But, uh, listen, don't tell him
I mentioned it. Okay?
I won't.
Okay. See ya.
Hello?
Dale. It's Ed.
I should have someone
out there by tomorrow.
Oh, that's great.
You don't sound so enthused.
No, no. I am.
Then, what is it?
Ed, you still haven't heard
anything from Tracy?
She didn't even come in to
pick up her last check. Why?
Um, the police
were here today
and they were looking for her,
like a missing person.
I'm sure she'll turn up.
Just hang tight.
One more day, okay?
Okay.
How's it going?
Fine.
How's school?
Sucks.
-What happened?
-Hmm?
Your eye.
Oh, yeah. I got in a fight.
-Where's your dad?
-Working.
And he doesn't like
to be disturbed.
Well, do you wanna
come inside?
I can make us lemonade.
Yuck.
I'm sure Olivia
would love some company.
Do you like my dad?
Sure.
Does that mean
you're gonna be
my dad's special friend too?
What?
That's what he called Tracy.
He did, huh?
Guess you found out
my mom's gone?
Penny,
it's nothing like that.
Do you get to see
your mother often?
I have pictures
and some videos of her.
She doesn't come to visit you?
You mean like Albert?
She's dead?
I'm not supposed
to talk about it.
Penny, if there's ever anything
that you need to talk about,
you can come to me, okay?
He was talking to Tracy
about going someplace together.
Guess you're gonna try
and take away my dad too?
- No. No.
- Penny?
Punishment means no playing.
Back home, now.
Now!
I wanted to apologize
for what happened last night.
that was...
that was a little
forward of me.
What happened to her eye?
Penny's a little different
from the rest.
I'm sure you noticed.
They tease her.
Things got a little outta
hand at school today
and that's why she's home.
A fight at school?
Yeah.
You should have seen
the other girl.
I just hope
they don't expel her.
The police came by today.
Police?
They were asking about Tracy.
-What'd they ask?
-If anyone's seen her?
If anybody knows
where she's been?
Where she might've gone?
Well, what'd you tell 'em?
What do I know?
Well, she didn't call?
You didn't hear anything?
No.
Dad, I'm hungry.
Yeah, I'll be there
in a minute.
Maybe we could talk
some more later?
Meryll Grocery.
-Jacob.
-Hey, Dale.
There's a jar
of peanut butter in here,
and I did not order one.
It's on the house.
I saw you talking to Tom
on my way back.
You didn't say anything,
did you?
Not one word.
Be careful with that guy.
He k*lled his wife, you know.
What? What are
you talking about?
And he got away with it.
-Come on.
-Google their names.
You'll see, I'm not kidding.
All right?
Tom Collard, guy's a psycho.
I...
I know he had something
to do with Tracy disappearing.
I think you're overreacting.
So the police questioned him?
That's standard procedure.
Why lie about it if you're not
trying to hide something?
She hit her head.
People fall and hit their
heads all the time.
Statistically, more people
die in their bathrooms.
Look, don't get
all worked up.
Did you know that him and Tracy
were sleeping together?
No, I didn't.
Yeah. And now she's missing.
Dale?
I gotta go.
I-- I remember now.
Albert reminded me.
Remember what?
It was my neighbor, Tom.
He-- he was banging
on the front door.
He was very angry.
Are you sure?
Yes. I recognized his voice.
He was shouting
through the front door.
What else do you remember?
Olivia?
-Where is it?
-Where is what?
-The tea.
-What tea?
I asked you to make tea.
We were talking about Tracy.
You said you overheard her
and Tom arguing with each other.
She left me all alone. I--
I-- I don't know what I would've
done if you hadn't arrived. I...
I could have died.
Detective Burke.
Uh, hi, this is Dale.
Um, we spoke about Tracy.
Hello, Dale.
Hi. Um, I found
Tracy's cell phone.
It was here.
We'll be right over.
Stay there.
Oh, I'll be here.
I have to be.
Can I help you sit up?
Don't you want the tea?
No, I want you
out of my house!
What?
Albert told me all about you.
Oh, he did, did he?
He told me
that you let a man die.
A man that was in your care.
It's true.
A man died on my watch,
but I did everything
I could to save him.
But you didn't save him,
did you?
He had a rare condition.
The prior nurse on call
left no instructions.
He had a reaction
to the medication I gave him.
He was complaining
of a headache.
I didn't know he had
an allergy to ibuprofen.
He depended on you
for his life.
It wasn't on his chart.
So I didn't know.
You didn't know.
You didn't know?
You're incompetent.
I did everything
I could to save him.
And what excuse
are you going to use
if I die on your watch?
I won't let that happen.
No, I won't let that happen. I--
I want you out of here.
That's just not possible
right now.
Oh?
There's no one to replace me
until tomorrow.
So I'm afraid
you're stuck with me.
Well, we'll see about that.
Get me the phone.
-Who's that?
-It's Detective Burke.
It's okay. I called him.
Well, you can tell him
that I want to speak with him.
Tell him
that I want you gone.
Hey.
Uh...
can I come in?
For what?
Just to--
Just to talk.
I don't think
that's such a good idea.
Why not? What's-- what's wrong?
I just don't, um...
You don't trust me?
I didn't say that.
I could use some coffee.
I found Tracy's phone.
If that's what you were
looking for the other night.
What?
There were muddy footprints
on the stairs.
That wasn't--
That wasn't me.
Oh, who was it then?
Maybe it was Jacob?
He says you attacked him.
He did, did he?
He didn't tell you
everything though, did he?
He didn't tell you that
he was taking pictures of Tracy
from the balcony
while she was undressing
and posting them online,
did he?
For all you know,
you're his latest subject.
I taught him a lesson
in respect.
He's lucky that I didn't
turn him over to the police.
Maybe, uh, maybe Tracy
decided to press charges.
Maybe he found out.
Well, you were the last
one that talked to her
-'cause I saw your texts.
-Oh, yeah?
Where's her phone?
You were sleeping with her?
She was stressed.
Uh, I was helping her unwind.
She was overworked.
She was upset.
Oh. Is that what
the other night was about?
-Helping me unwind?
-That was different.
Tracy and I,
we never slept together.
Olivia says you were here
the night she disappeared.
She said you were banging
on the front door.
Yeah. Tracy wasn't
answering her phone.
I thought something
was wrong.
I was worried.
I think you should leave.
I'm the one who called it in
when she disappeared.
If I did something wrong,
why would I call the police?
To cover for yourself,
I don't know.
Dale, I don't know
what happened to Tracy.
I-- I'm telling you the truth.
Just like you told me
the truth about your wife.
You said she left you.
Okay. That's complicated.
Is that why you moved here?
To run away from all
the questions, all the guilt?
Maybe Tracy found out
more than she should have.
You're wrong.
You're completely wrong.
-You need to go.
-Not until you listen to me.
-Don't.
-Dale, please.
You told Olivia about me,
didn't you?
That was you, wasn't it?
You called the police on me?
I didn't k*ll Tracy.
No one said she was dead.
What about my daughter? Huh?
What about Penny?
Police!
Step away from her.
I won't tell you again.
Keep your hands
where I can see 'em.
It's not what you think.
You got this all wrong, Dale.
My daughter.
She's asleep at home.
Your daughter
will be fine, sir.
You did the right
thing, Dale.
Dale?
Oh, what's going on out there?
Um, it's the police outside.
Do you still
wanna speak to them?
For what?
About me.
You said you wanted me
to leave.
I-- I don't want you to leave.
I need you here.
I don't know what I would've
done if you hadn't arrived.
I could've died.
What's going on?
Sir, this is a crime
scene investigation.
I need you to keep
on moving, please.
Last night, police recovered
the bloody clothes
and personal items
of Tracy Mills from a shed
behind the home of Bluehill
resident, Tom Collard.
The young live-in nurse
mysteriously disappeared
several nights ago
from the home of her patient,
world renowned composer,
Olivia Stone.
Collard is being held
on suspicion of m*rder.
Police continue their search
for Tracy Mills,
who is now presumed dead.
Isn't that Tom
from down the road?
Yeah.
What have you done?
I'm sorry.
Maybe I can repair it?
You can't repair it,
it's shattered!
I'll get a new one made.
I'm so sorry.
You can't get one made because
Albert made that for me.
It was special.
It meant something to me,
and now it's ruined.
I'm sorry.
You are so careless.
I'm watching
the news right now.
I-- I can't believe it, Dale.
I'm so sorry.
I don't know what to say.
Say you have
a replacement coming.
I have two people
starting today.
One should be there
within a few hours.
-Okay.
-Her name's Alice.
Just bring her up to speed
and you can go.
Thank you.
No, thank you.
You held it together under
tough circumstances, Dale.
I've recommended that you
be brought back on, full time.
I'm also going to inquire
about back pay
for all the time you've lost.
I really appreciate that, Ed.
Just sit tight.
The cavalry's coming.
I'm sorry to put you
through this, Dale.
Feed must have froze.
sh*t.
Hello?
Ed, I'm locked in a room.
You're what?
I'm gonna call the police,
but I need you
to warn Alice now.
She should be there by now.
What the heck is going on?
I think I know
who k*lled Tracy.
What?
It was Olivia.
Hello?
Dale, Tom Collard k*lled her.
They found her bloody clothes
in his backyard.
No, I think Olivia
must have planted them.
Her bedroom's video
is looped.
That's why
she was so OCD about
where everything was placed
so that it could
match the feed.
Dale, she's bedridden.
No, I don't think so.
What makes you think
there's a ghost?
I saw it.
Upstairs in the window.
That's why she asked me
to turn the music loud
so that I couldn't hear
her moving around.
Oh, turn it up. Turn it up.
I think that she can
move around better
than she leads on.
I think that the whole
thing is a ruse.
Even her dementia, all of it.
Hello?
Hello?
Why would she m*rder Tracy?
For what reason?
Olivia's husband. He passed
away in our care, right?
Who was the nurse on call?
There were no complications
with his passing.
Everything was in order, Dale.
What are you getting at?
Dale?
Olivia knew about the patient
that died on my watch.
How did she know that, Ed?
Dale?
She's gone.
I gotta get out of this room.
Ed sent me from the agency.
I'm here to relieve you.
Calm down.
I'll call the police.
- Just stay put.
- Dale?
Alice!
Hello?
Oh, my gosh. Ed.
I'm here on time.
Hello?
Mrs. Stone?
Alice!
Oh, my God.
Ah!
Alice?
Dale?
Oh, God!
Jacob. Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
Pressure. Put pressure.
I saw everything, Dale.
Hold your hand--
Hold your hand right here.
-I'll be right back.
-I saw everything. Dale. No!
Dale! Aah!
Don't go in there!
Albert was right about you.
Olivia. Stop. Stop!
You know what the difference
is between you and me?
I don't mind
the sight of blood!
No!
-You tried to k*ll me!
-No, I didn't.
You did.
You tried to smother me.
No, I was upstairs.
That wasn't me, Olivia.
-No, no!
-It wasn't me.
You tried to k*ll me
like the other patient!
Olivia, stop.
I'm not trying to k*ll you.
I wanna help you.
Help me?
Olivia!
Olivia. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Dale! Dale!
What happened?
I don't know.
-Inside!
-Oh, God.
How you doing?
Okay.
We checked
the video surveillance.
There was a loop
of the room set up
so that there would be no record
of anything that transpired.
Not sure why you did that?
Why wouldn't you just
turn off the camera?
What? Wait, what are
you talking about?
The loop was fixed
around 6 PM
and replaced
with a live video feed.
I know.
I'm the one who fixed it.
This is what
the live feed captured.
That's not me.
You didn't expect Alice
to catch you in the act,
so you stabbed her too.
No, I tried to save her.
I told Ed to call the police.
I was upstairs on the phone
with Ed from the agency.
He'll vouch for me.
You can ask him.
Yeah, we spoke to Ed.
He confirmed the time.
But according to the timestamp
on the video feed,
this happened
after the call ended.
Why would I set up a camera
to record myself
committing m*rder?
And then your
patient screamed:
"You tried to k*ll me, Dale."
-It's on the audio.
-No, I-- I didn't k*ll anyone.
No.
You finished the job
after you pushed her over
and she smashed her head
on the table.
No. That was an accident.
She tripped and she fell.
I was trying to catch her.
Stabbing Jacob
was an accident too?
No, I just turned and he--
I didn't-- It was just a cut.
It wasn't a lethal wound.
He shouldn't have died from it.
-Someone else must have come.
-Who?
Tom Collard?
He's sitting in jail.
Same place he was yesterday.
He hasn't moved.
You m*rder*d Tracy Mills
knowing that you were
the only one available
to take her place.
That's ridiculous.
I was on probationary leave.
I haven't been
in the office for weeks.
You knew the hours
that Tom was away
bringing his daughter
back to school.
Gave you time to plant
the evidence in the backyard.
No, I didn't k*ll anyone.
Your last charge
died under your watch?
My only question is why?
-Why did you do it?
-I didn't.
Maybe...
you heard that they were
short staffed without you?
Maybe you were hoping
to get your old job back?
Or maybe...
you were searching for this?
It's the key to a lockbox.
Olivia was
a very wealthy woman.
One of her accounts
had just been emptied.
So it's conceivable that she had
large sums of cash on hand.
Maybe you rigged
the video feed
so you could search
for the money
without being
caught on camera.
You're accusing me
of k*lling Tracy
on the hopes I could
get assigned her job
and steal
some secret stash of money
from a patient I knew nothing
about until last week?
-You're left-handed?
-No.
You caught it
with your left hand.
I have nerve damage
in my right.
-You can't use it?
-I can use it.
I just can't hold anything
too tightly with it.
Burke, can I speak with you?
I'll be right back.
By the way, Detective Burke,
Olivia was
a professional musician.
She kept her compositions
locked away
'cause her work meant more
to her than any money.
This is the key
to her music drawer.
Coroner's report said Jacob
died from asphyxiation.
Not the knife wound?
We ran his cell
phone records.
He got a few calls from work,
one from his mother,
but one call came from
a hotel just outside of town.
-You follow up?
-You're not gonna believe it.
Tell Tom Collard
he's free to go.
During a m*rder investigation,
usually the crime van
sets up for weeks while we
sift through all the evidence.
But I pulled them early
on a hunch.
-It is not what you think.
-Have a seat.
Olivia signed over
power of attorney to you?
It was her idea.
She wanted someone
she knew and trusted
to take care of her estate
after her death.
She had no living family.
Her estate was extensive,
over 8 million dollars,
when you include the real
estate, stocks, other assets.
You think I wanted her money?
You wanted her money.
The problem is
you didn't want
to wait for it.
What are you saying?
It would've been
too suspicious
to cause Olivia's death
under Tracy's watch.
Once you two became
romantically entwined.
You set Dale up
from the moment she arrived.
You rigged the monitor
so that you could m*rder Olivia
by asphyxiating her
and then pin the blame on Dale.
Even more convenient,
that Dale
had recently
been placed on leave
for a similar incident
in which a patient died
under her watch.
That is ridiculous.
After you rigged the monitor,
you switched off
Olivia's machines
while Dale was in the shower.
You were hoping that we would
pin the blame on Dale.
Negligence.
But Dale was too quick
on the ball.
You're okay. You're okay.
I thought I was dying.
Jacob saw what you were up to,
confronted you on it.
So you had to cut him in
on the scheme.
The two of you
concocted a ploy
to reveal Jacob as a voyeur,
taking photos to post online.
You even made up that fight
between the two of you.
Took a swing at me.
Thought he was gonna k*ll me.
Guy has serious anger issues.
Knowing that she would tell us
to search his phone
and we'd find the video
of Dale k*lling Olivia.
You were counting on it.
But you needed to be
out of the picture.
You needed
an ironclad alibi.
That's why,
during the thunderstorm...
...you took the opportunity
to shut off the power.
So Dale had to go
into the cellar.
Blamed it on a power surge.
I'm just trying to figure
out the right switch
-it's Olivia's oxygen.
-Relax. The whole area's out.
You need the generator.
I know where it is.
I'll fix the power,
-you go upstairs
and reset the machine.
-Okay.
While Dale was distracted,
you planted Tracy's
cell phone under her bed.
Later, you called and texted
Tracy's cell phone
knowing she would find it,
see your number,
suspect you, and call us.
You even waited
until we crossed the bridge,
timing it out so that your hands
would be on Dale
the moment we arrived,
you wanted us to arrest you.
No, that's not--
That's not true.
While you're sitting safely
in jail with the perfect alibi,
Jacob comes here
to set up his camera.
The plan is to get a video
of Dale murdering Olivia.
But how?
Exactly.
How?
Tracy.
I thought Tracy was dead?
That, um, text you got
about an hour ago,
asking you to come here
and search for the wig
she left behind?
That's the trouble
with texting.
You can never be sure
who you're talking to.
We found Tracy
at the Motel Six,
just outside of town.
Right where you left her.
Still very much alive.
She was nice enough
to let us use
that burner phone
you gave her to text you.
Even let us borrow the wig.
Did you really think
that we would miss
a piece of evidence like that?
Hey, you scared me.
In the blue scrubs and wig,
Tracy was a dead ringer
for Dale.
Jacob set up outside
the window
with his cell phone
camera ready.
Tracy locked Dale
in the bedroom upstairs
and rushed down
to suffocate Olivia.
But Dale's replacement
showed up
at the worst possible moment.
Hello?
Dale?
Jacob wasn't expecting Alice.
Oh, my God.
Oh, sh*t.
Jacob got the whole
thing on video,
but he signed on
for a sick, elderly woman
being hurried
to the great beyond,
not the m*rder
of an innocent young girl.
Morality kicked in.
He tried to warn Dale
and got stabbed by accident.
Dale?
Dale's your k*ller.
She stabbed Jacob.
Dale tried to save Jacob.
Tracy gave Olivia
a lethal dose of chloroform,
but because of her condition,
she can't take a deep breath
without the aid
of an oxygen machine.
The poison only knocked
her unconscious.
But you bumbling idiots
got so lucky.
Olivia stumbles,
bangs her head,
all caught on camera
with poor Dale
looking guilty as sin.
While Dale is dealing
with Olivia,
Tracy takes care of Jacob.
Dale stabbed Jacob.
Dale k*lled Olivia,
smashed her head.
You have it all on video.
You missed one tiny detail,
which, in your defense,
you couldn't have known.
Dale can't hold
anything tightly
with her right hand.
Nerves were damaged
by a bacterial infection
she contracted as a child.
She can barely make a fist.
So she certainly couldn't have
held a knife in her right hand
like in these photos.
This is ridiculous.
Olivia was on death's door.
Why would I risk all this?
We did some research
into your finances.
You have extensive
gambling debts.
You owe some dangerous people
a lot of money.
And your daughter, Penny.
She was playing a game
on your laptop.
You left your e-mail open.
She read some things
she shouldn't have.
She's a sharp kid.
She still has
a slight bruise.
She wouldn't give you up
at first.
Kept insisting the black eye
was from school.
She loves you very much.
That's the worst part
about this.
She's gonna lose her father.
And for what? Some money?
You already collected
your wife's life insurance,
but that wasn't enough.
That's a great story.
Bravo.
Where's your proof?
Let me show you something.
These were on Jacob's
cell phone.
Word of advice.
When you delete pics and video
from a phone, you have
to delete it permanently.
Otherwise they just
sit in a folder.
I'm sure Jacob knew that
when you told him to prove
that he deleted them,
he wanted
to keep the upper hand
just in case things
went south,
which they did, didn't they?
Tom Collard, you have
the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will
be used against you
in a court of law.
- You have the right
to an attorney.
If you cannot afford
an attorney,
one will be provided for you.
Do you understand
these rights that I have--
He's got my g*n!
What happened?
Check him!
Shots fired, officer down!
Collard!
There's no way out!
Drop the g*n!
They'll find me in jail.
Think of your daughter.
Think of Penny.
-I was.
-Don't!
-Ed.
-How are you doing?
-Okay.
-I spoke to management.
They agreed to bring you back
full time, with back pay.
I really appreciate that. Um...
I just need some more time
before my next assignment.
Take all the time you need.
You need a ride home?
No. I gotta go back
to Olivia's house
-and collect my things.
-I have your things.
Detective Burke
had them sent over.
Detective Burke,
what's gonna happen to Penny?
We located her grandfather
in Worcester.
He agreed to take her in.
-Can I speak with her?
-Sure.
Can I sit here?
I guess you hate me.
Is it true,
what they're saying he did?
Sometimes when people get
themselves into bad situations,
they'll do whatever it takes
to get themselves out of it.
He was never mean to me.
We had fun.
Sometimes.
You're gonna go live
with your grandfather now?
There's nowhere
to ride my bike there.
He lives in an apartment.
What about you?
Where are you going now?
Another house?
Another patient?
Hmm.
But there's something
I gotta do first.
I have a sister in Michigan
I've never met before.
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