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- You looking forward to finally
decorating your own house?
- Yeah. Looking forward to a
whole new set of furniture too.
- Yeah, well, like I said,
go on a shopping spree
and make this house the most
beautiful house on the block.
- I will. But first we have
to get it painted, right?
- Yeah. That should be fun.
- This is one swanky
neighborhood.
- Kat! Yay! You made it!
- Of course. What's the point
of having a sister
if she's not going
to help you unpack?
- Agree.
- And from the looks of it,
you need all the help
you can get.
- Yeah.
- This place is gigantic.
Yeah, well,
you can't live in a dingy
old condo forever.
- You can take that one.
- This isn't too heavy.
- Okay, go ahead.
- Oh, my gosh.
- I'll find a spot
for those later.
- Wow. Look at this.
- Isn't this amazing?
- Yes.
- These hardwood floors...
is this marble?
- No, it's quartz,
but close.
Look at this.
Six ranges, all right?
Stainless steel, white.
Come here,
check this out.
- Grant, this is nice.
- Double oven.
Stainless steel also.
Yeah, go ahead and put that
over by the fireplace
right over here.
- I cannot wait
to cook over here.
- Oh, wait till you see
the outside.
- Are you serious?
There's more?
- Ta-da!
- This is pretty awesome.
You guys definitely need
to get a dog.
And I need to be the official
puppy-sitter.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
one step at a time, okay?
- Wow.
- That must have been left here
by the previous owners.
I am so sorry.
Hey, can we get someone
to get those toys
out of here, please?
- How's Grant
handling everything?
- He has his way.
- Okay.
So, I guess things
are getting better?
I don't know.
Ever since we lost the baby,
Grant just wants me
to move on.
But I don't know
if I can.
Honestly, Kat,
I don't know if things
are ever going to be
the same between us.
I am so sorry.
Come here.
- Oh, my gosh.
- Yes, of course
I'm here for you. Come on.
No, we have to move
on this deposition.
- Grant!
- Okay, so,
what you got to do is--
- Grant!
- Knock, knock! Lori?
Oh!
- Oh. Hello.
- I'm sorry.
Uh, I'm Rachel.
We met at the Christmas party
last year.
- Rachel.
- We live three houses down.
We're neighbors.
- Yeah, Grant told me.
- Oh, my, you certainly have
a room with a view,
don't you?
That's Noah Cranor.
God, he likes to show off,
doesn't he?
- Seems that way.
- Want me to introduce you guys?
- Oh, no. Gosh, I've got
my hands full right now.
- Oh, yes. I remember how it was
when we first moved in.
It stresses me out
just thinking about it,
which is why
I brought you this.
- You didn't have
to do that.
- Well, it's just a little
housewarming
I thought we'd enjoy tonight
over dinner at our place.
- Dinner?
You don't have to go
through that trouble, really.
- It's really no trouble.
See you at 6:00?
- All right. Thank you.
Okay.
- So, Lori, have you met
any of the other neighbors?
- She certainly has.
She met Noah.
- Oh, Noah. Who's Noah?
- Noah Cranor.
He owns the house across
the street from you guys.
He's always working
in his garage,
usually with
his shirt off.
- You met that guy?
- I didn't actually meet him.
I just saw him
in the garage, working.
- Mm-hmm.
- He does carpentry
and woodworking
in his garage
as a hobby.
- Hmm.
- Yeah, he did our gazebo
out back.
You should check it out.
- He's really good
with his hands.
- Well, you know,
we're thinking about
putting a deck out
by our pool.
Right, babe?
I mean, maybe you can run
some ideas by him.
- Sure.
- Cheers.
Cheers.
- The first time we saw
this neighborhood,
we just absolutely
fell in love with it.
The golf course
here is amazing.
You can't see it now, but in
the daytime it's beautiful.
I can't wait for you
to play the back nine.
- Yeah, I can't wait.
- Looks like they're becoming
fast friends.
Yeah, she seems happy.
That makes me happy.
- So, um, what's going on
between you two?
- What do you mean?
- Come on.
- Is it that obvious?
- Yeah.
It's complicated.
Lost a baby last year.
Five months pregnant.
Things haven't
been the same since.
We've just kind of
drifted apart.
I thought maybe buying the house
might change things,
but, you know,
I don't know.
- Sorry to hear
about that.
- Thanks.
- But...
I might have just the answer
to your problem.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- Do tell.
- It's a little
different.
So you have to keep
an open mind.
- He is very proper
and particular...
- So, what do you think
of Derek and Rachel?
- They seem really nice.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, I think we could
become good friends.
- Yeah.
- Ooh, relax.
It's just me.
What's so interesting
out there?
- Just looking at the sky.
So many stars out there.
Our first night
in our new house.
Derek and Rachel invited us
to a party on Friday.
- Really? So soon?
- Mm-hmm.
Well, except this is at
another couple's house.
It's three streets away.
I guess this group gets
together, like, once a month.
Always the same people.
It's a very
private thing.
- Why is it so private?
- This group of people is...
they have certain
interests.
- Okay.
Um...
they like to share intimate
experiences with each other.
Romantic experiences.
- Are you telling me that
Derek and Rachel are swingers?
And that they have invited us
to a swinger party?
- Yeah. And, look,
before you say no,
I want you
to think about it.
- You are considering this.
I cannot believe this.
Derek blindsided me
with this today,
and I had the same
reaction you did.
And then I thought about it--
- About sleeping with Rachel?
Is that what this is about?
- No, that if we open up
our relationship,
it'll be good for us.
You and I both know
that things have been difficult.
Ever since we lost the...
we have grown apart.
- I know.
I'm sorry, I'm just...
I'm still dealing
with it.
- I know.
But I think that this is a way
for us to come back together.
It worked out
for Derek and Rachel.
- How?
- Look, they were in a bad spot
a couple of years ago,
just like us.
Then they went to this thing,
and it saved their marriage.
Ask Rachel.
- No. I am not going
to ask Rachel
something like that.
And, honestly,
I cannot believe
that you're actually
considering this.
- Why not?
- Because it's cheating.
- It is not cheating
if both of us are involved.
And we get to pick
the boundaries here.
- Wow. So you have just already
made up your mind about this.
Unbelievable.
- No. We're just talking.
- Why would I want
to sleep with another man?
I love you.
- And I love you too.
But this is something
that we can experience together.
I'll be thinking about you,
and you'll be thinking about me.
- Right, you'll be having sex
with another woman,
thinking about me?
- Yes.
- I don't know.
It all sounds risky.
Something could happen.
So many things could happen.
- Honey, I promise,
nothing bad is going to happen.
I just want us
to come back together again.
The way we used to be.
- I want that too.
- Then I think at least
we should give this a try.
I mean, nothing else
has seemed to work.
- I could never do this.
I'm sorry.
- So that's your answer?
- That's my answer.
- Okay.
- So, what now?
Where are you going?
- I have some work
I have to do.
- Really?
- Good night.
I'll see you
in the morning.
- Hey, honey.
About last night...
- It's okay.
Let's just forget about it.
Oh, uh, I got to work late,
so...
- What about dinner?
- I'll just pick
something up.
How's the run?
- Good.
- I'm Noah.
I live just across
the street from you.
- I'm Lori.
I... saw you.
In the garage.
My husband is Grant.
- How was the first night
in the house?
- Quiet.
Not like the city at all.
It's like crickets
in a star-filled sky.
- Lots of other things
to look at too.
I'm sure we'll see
each other around.
You have a good run.
- Wow, who knew the burbs
were so exciting?
What did the guys look like?
Are they cute?
- Kat, this is not
a college dorm, okay?
These are married men.
- Well, they make
the best lovers.
I mean, so I've heard.
I--I don't know.
I feel like Grant
is so set on this
that if I don't do it,
I risk losing him.
- So you're open
to the idea?
Look, if he wanted
to cheat on you,
he'd just do it
behind your back.
He's actually
empowering you.
He's putting you in charge,
letting you set
the ground rules.
I think it's kind of sweet.
You should just try it,
see how it goes.
And if you don't like it, if
you're uncomfortable,
don't do it again,
forget it.
- But these people
are my neighbors, you know?
I feel like once we do it,
there's no going back.
Plus, what if he likes it
and I don't?
- Then it was never
about the two of you.
It was just about him
getting permission
to sleep with the bimbo
down the street.
And if that's the case,
good riddance.
Look, it might all work out
just like he said.
It might even bring you two
closer together.
And save your marriage.
At least think about it.
Lori?
- Hey.
- I apologize for last night.
I don't know
what I was thinking.
- You want to save
our marriage
by any means necessary.
- Lori, I--
- I'll do it.
- What?
- These are the rules.
First, we both have to approve
each other's partners.
I agree on yours,
you agree on mine.
- Okay.
- Second, either one of us
can veto each other's
involvement at any time.
No questions asked.
No turning back.
Third,
when we're with
other people,
you'll be thinking of me
and I'll be
thinking of you.
- Grant and Lori.
I am so glad
you could make it.
This is our host,
Victoria Pope.
- Rachel's been raving
about you guys.
Welcome to my home.
First things first.
- Oh.
- Everyone is so excited
to meet you.
Let me show you around.
I think you'll see we're kind of
like an extended family here.
This is my husband,
Roger Pope.
He's a real estate
developer
working on revamping
the river walk.
Darling.
- Yes?
- Lori and Grant,
our new members.
- Ah. Welcome to our home.
- Thank you for having us.
- It's so nice
to see new faces.
- The place is amazing.
Wait till you see
the rest of it.
- Oh, my gosh, the river walk.
What a great project.
Congratulations.
- Well, thank you
so much.
It's been a long,
long process.
- Welcome, everyone.
Welcome.
We all know these articles.
The rules we've sworn
to uphold.
That we will be open
with one another.
That we will not withhold.
There is no shame.
Only our secrets...
in our circle of trust.
Mario Ramis.
Perfect match.
Lori?
Close your eyes.
Noah Cranor.
Splendid.
Carmen.
Roger.
- Love you.
- Have fun, darling.
- How are you?
- Giselle.
- Hmm.
- Grant Malick.
- Hi, I'm Giselle.
- Hi.
- I'm nervous.
- Don't be.
We can wait.
She wears too much perfume.
- Who?
- Giselle.
I can smell it on you.
- I'm sorry.
Did you think of me?
- Yes.
Did you think of me?
- Oh, yeah.
Good morning, honey.
- Good morning.
Is that good news?
- Potentially.
Rachel's client texted me,
and she wants to meet
this morning
about ideas for her house.
- That's fantastic.
- Yeah.
- It looks like I have
to go out of town
to San Diego for a deposition
later on this week.
Then afterwards I have to meet
some new clients for dinner.
So I think I'm going to have
to stay the night.
- Oh, honey,
you know how much
I hate staying home
alone at night.
Especially in a big house
like this.
- It is big,
but it's also safe.
There is no crime
for miles around.
Welcome to suburbia.
Get used to it.
Good luck today.
- Thank you.
- I know you'll get the job.
- Thank you.
- Good morning, neighbors.
- Hey, Noah.
- Hey.
Sorry we didn't get a chance
to talk more last night, buddy.
- Oh, uh, yeah.
Me too.
- Why don't you come over
to my house for dinner tonight.
- Tonight?
- Uh-huh.
- Oh, tonight. Don't we have
that... that thing?
- No. No, we're free.
We're good.
- Great. 6:30?
- Yeah.
Bring your appetite.
- Have fun at work now, guys.
- Babe, why did you
just agree to dinner?
- Why not?
- Because it's awkward.
- Babe, we can't hide from our
neighbors because it's awkward.
This is what we signed up for
when we opened our marriage.
Look, if we stand together
and we face our fears together,
we will grow together.
Let me know
how today goes.
Okay?
- So, how's the steak?
Is it overcooked?
- No, it was so good.
Right, honey?
- So good. Great.
- Oh, good, I'm glad
I just didn't ruin them.
- So, how long have you guys
lived in the neighborhood?
- Five years,
more or less.
We love it up here.
- When did you guys...
I don't know...
join the group?
Is it okay to ask that?
- Sure.
There's nothing to hide here.
It was a couple
of years ago.
Um, Victoria asked me
to do some work on her house,
and one thing
led to another.
Here we are.
Hey, you're an interior
designer.
- Yes.
- Can I show you something?
- Sure, yeah.
- The coffee table.
Come here.
- All right.
- So you can be
completely honest.
- Okay.
- Is it ugly?
- Oh, my gosh,
you made this?
- Yeah.
- I love it.
I mean, it's very simple,
but it's masculine.
- That's me, I guess.
Simple and masculine.
- I like it.
I hear that you also
build decks, is that true?
- Word gets around.
- Well, we were thinking about
adding a deck to our backyard.
- I can come take a look.
- Really?
- Of course.
- Oh, that's great.
- I'm sorry about tonight.
- It wasn't that bad.
- He couldn't take his eyes
off of you.
- Really?
- You didn't notice?
- Were you jealous?
- I mean, yeah,
a little.
Maybe.
- You're kind of cute
when you're jealous.
Just so you know,
you have nothing to worry about.
- Yeah.
I think we should stay away
from Noah for a while.
And he's definitely
off the approved list.
Right?
- Yeah. Right.
Who is it?
It's Rachel's client,
Miss Kupur.
She wants to work with me.
She's giving me the job.
- Congratulations.
That's great.
- Such a relief.
- Oh, my gosh.
I'm so happy for you.
Mm, I'm so proud of you.
Everything's falling
into place.
What do you think
of Noah and Olivia?
- They're an interesting couple.
She never says much,
and he never shuts up.
- I think he likes Lori.
- Noah flirts
with all the wives.
It's his thing.
I don't know how Olivia
puts up with him.
- Yeah, well, you never know
what goes on in a relationship.
- Speaking of, Rachel told me
that Giselle mentioned
you're helping her out
with some legal work?
- No, no, I'm just giving her
some legal advice.
- Okay, well,
here's my advice.
Giselle can be trouble.
All right, she's...
she's a lot of fun,
but she's miserable
in her marriage.
Sometimes she can't separate
what happens at the parties
from her real life.
- Okay. Point taken.
- Well, have a great day
at work.
- I like the way
that sounds.
Yeah, me too.
- I'll call you later.
- Okay. Bye.
- Oh, my God.
- Car trouble?
- Yeah, I guess.
I mean, it was working fine
yesterday.
- Want me to take a look?
- No, no, no.
You really don't have
to do that.
- It's my pleasure.
Pop the hood.
- Um... how do I do that?
I got you.
Alternator seems okay.
Maybe loose wire.
Let's try that.
Magic.
- Oh, my gosh,
thank you so much.
- No problem.
But, uh...
- Oh, my gosh.
Whoopee.
Look, I got to...
so you got to...
can I get my things...?
- Oh, of course.
- Thanks again.
Noah.
Oh, my God,
you scared me.
Wait, how did...
how did you get in here?
- Door was open.
- What are you doing here?
- I thought you wanted this.
- Wanted what?
Stop. This isn't right.
- What's the matter?
- I'm married.
- Yeah, you were married
the other night too.
- That was different.
- No, it wasn't.
We had a connection.
You felt it then,
and you feel it now.
You don't have
to pretend with me.
I'm all yours.
- Stop. I'll scream.
I'll call the police.
- Now, what was all that
at dinner the other night, huh?
- I was admiring
your furniture.
Olivia.
- Sorry to bother you, Lori.
Have you seen Noah
this morning?
- I...
I saw him a few minutes ago
in your garage.
- Well, he's gone.
I can't find him.
Did he come over here
by any chance?
- No. Why would he come here?
- Just thought I'd check.
- Well, I, um...
wish I could stay
and chat,
but I'm running late
for work, so...
- Won't keep you then.
- Okay.
Noah?
Hi, Miss Kupur.
Yes, I'm so sorry.
I'm leaving right now.
- Okay. Bye.
- Okay, I'll see you soon.
Hey.
Oh, my God.
- You scared me.
What are you doing
with all the lights off?
- I wanted to surprise you.
- What are you
talking about?
- Your new client.
- Oh, God.
You're lucky I didn't bash you
over the head with this thing.
Mm.
- Promise me that you'll
get the alarm installed.
- Yes, I promise.
- Okay.
- Come with me.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
- So, how are you feeling
about things?
About us?
- Really good.
- Me too.
Derek and Rachel invited us
to another party.
- I'm not comfortable
going back.
- I thought you enjoyed it.
- Actually, no.
And now that things
are going good
between us,
I mean, what's the purpose?
- Well, I mean, we might be able
to take our relationship
to an even deeper level.
- Babe, we tried it once.
I say we just move on.
Besides, I don't need those
people to get to a deeper level.
- Well, it's just that
those people know us.
I mean, what are they
going to say?
- I'm sure that people
have left the circle before.
Besides, you made
a commitment to me
before we started this.
We both did.
If anyone wants to stop,
we stop.
Lori, it's just...
the other night,
I saw something in you
that I thought was gone.
I saw the woman
that I fell in love with.
I know you felt it too.
I just don't want
to lose you again.
And you won't lose me.
Things are on a roll now.
We just have to remember
to check in with each other.
Okay.
- This would be perfect
across from the fireplace.
- It's nice, right?
And I think this one would pair
really well with it.
It's the same designer.
- I don't know.
It feels too dated.
- That's fair. There's another
one I wanted you to see.
It's right...
- Oh, that one looks nice.
- Are you serious?
What are you
doing here?
- I wanted to get some fresh
ideas for a chair I'm building.
- I am working.
Okay? You need to leave.
- I got you something.
It's an apology for the way
I acted earlier.
- Noah, I don't want
anything from you.
- Open it, please.
- It's handcuffs.
I made them myself.
- Is this some kind of joke?
- Oh, that depends
how we use them.
- Wow, you have no filter,
do you?
Noah, everything isn't
about you, okay?
- And what about
the other day?
You let me kiss you.
I think that was
about you.
And I know
you enjoyed it.
- I told you that
that was wrong.
- It didn't feel wrong.
- Look, you need to go.
- Lori?
I didn't know.
I'm sorry.
- Oh, no, Miss Kupur.
This is--
- Noah.
- Hello, Noah.
- I'm Lori's neighbor.
We just ran into each other.
- Mm-hmm.
- Actually, my wife and I
are big fans of her work.
She's offered to help us
with our bedroom.
We're opening it up,
adding some new things.
- That sounds nice.
Pleased to meet you.
I wanted to ask you
what you thought about
that table over there.
- Okay, I'll be right there,
Miss Kupur.
If you don't leave
right now,
I'm going to call
the police.
- And what are you
going to tell them?
You ran into your friendly
neighbor at the furniture store?
- I think we have done it.
You managed to put together the
perfect set.
- Everything is going
to look really great.
Next we'll talk flooring, okay?
We have a lot to do.
- Yes.
Hello?
- Did you like our video?
- Noah, you need
to leave me alone.
- Thanks again, Lori.
Have a good day.
- Thanks, you too.
Bye-bye, Miss Kupur.
- Meet me at the
Villa Serena Inn, Room 201.
One hour, or that video goes
out to all of your clients.
- How? You don't even have
my client list.
- When I was in your house
earlier,
I forwarded your laptop
address book
to my account.
How's your mom in Ohio doing?
If you don't show up,
that video goes to everyone
on your list.
Everyone.
And I'll tell Grant how you
invited me out for a drink
after I helped
fix your car.
- You're sick.
- Make your decision.
The clock is ticking,
and I'm losing my patience.
- Okay.
Come on, Grant.
Pick up, pick up.
Please pick up.
- This is Grant Malick...
- Damn it.
- You're early.
- Sorry about before.
I was just so stressed.
You know you don't have
to work so hard to get me.
- I knew you'd come around.
- Ah.
Before we get too far
ahead of ourselves...
- What about the video?
- I'm not worried
about the video.
I am more concerned
with these.
- Now that's more like it.
- You know what turns me on?
- Mm-hmm.
- A man who can be
vulnerable.
Are you strong enough
to be vulnerable with me?
Lie back.
- Oh!
- You think you can
blackmail me?
Ruin my career?
What's wrong with you?
- What's the passcode?
- I don't know.
- I deleted it.
Are there any more copies?
- No.
- How do I know?
- I guess we're just going
to have to trust each other.
What, are you just going
to leave me here?
Come on, this is silly.
Come on, this is crazy.
Damn it!
Untie me.
- If you ever pull anything
like this ever again,
I'm going to post this photo
on the Neighborhood Watch site
for everyone to see.
Do you understand?
Stay away from me.
- Lori, are you okay?
- No.
- What happened?
- Where were you today?
- I was at work.
- Well, why didn't you
answer your phone?
Why didn't you have it
turned on?
Every time I called you,
it went straight to voicemail.
- I am so sorry.
I was in and out
of meetings all day.
And you know that room gets
terrible cell phone reception.
What happened?
Is it the job?
What happened?
- I thought I could
take care of it myself.
- What are you
talking about?
- Babe, it's Noah.
- Noah?
- You saw how he was
at dinner the other night.
Well, it's gotten worse.
He won't leave me alone.
He's been showing up
here at the house.
- Did he hurt you?
- No, but...
he followed me to the furniture
store today while I was working.
He humiliated me.
He tried to blackmail me.
And he threatened me.
- That son of a bitch!
- Grant, wait. Grant...
Grant, wait.
Grant. Grant!
- You want to harass someone?
Try me.
Let's see how far you get.
- Bad day at work, Grant?
- No, it's you.
You're stalking my wife.
Are you insane?
- Now, what exactly
am I accused of doing?
- Noah, you followed me to the
store today, and you know it.
- Are you sure you told him
the whole story?
You really want
to get into this?
- No, you are out of line.
- Lori, your Boy Scout here
is obviously
the jealous type.
Maybe you guys should rethink
the whole circle thing.
It's not for everybody.
- Stay away from Lori.
- Grant, I thought
we were friends.
- Come on,
let's just go.
- You should listen
to your wife.
- If you go near my wife again,
I will kill you.
Do you understand that?
- Grant, please, come on.
- What?
- Look, I can cancel
my work trip
if you're worried about him.
- No.
I really don't want you
to have to do that.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
I called Kat,
and she's going to come
stay with me.
- That's great.
Makes me feel a lot better.
Um, look, everyone knows about
Noah now in the neighborhood,
so he would be absolutely stupid
to try anything else.
Do you know where my cell phone
charger is?
Never--never mind.
I know where it is.
- So I'll be in San Diego,
the deposition around 3:00.
And then after that
I have a work meeting.
- Okay. Drive safely.
I'll miss you.
- I'll miss you too.
Are you sure you're going
to be okay?
- Yeah. Just go.
- Okay.
- I'll be fine.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
- Hey, sissy.
Are you here?
I was just about to open up
a bottle of wine.
Where are you?
- I am so sorry.
I won't be able
to come over tonight.
- Wait, what?
Are you serious?
- It's a long story.
I got roped into taking care
of my neighbor's kid.
She had to rush her mom
to the hospital, and...
- Okay.
- Are you going
to be all right?
Maybe you can just
stay at a hotel.
- No, I'm not going to let that
jerk run me out of my own house.
- I don't blame you.
Well, I'll check on you
in a little bit, okay?
Be safe.
- All right.
- I love you.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- Hey, babe.
I was just about ready
to call you.
- Something's wrong.
- Lori?
- I don't feel well.
Help me.
- Lori? Lori!
Are you there?
- Shh.
- Grant?
- Honey.
- Grant...
- It's okay.
- Grant, where is he?
Is he still here?
- Who?
- Noah.
- Noah?
- He was here.
Last night.
In the kitchen.
- Wait, wait, slow down.
Noah--Noah was here?
- Grant, I saw him
in the kitchen,
and then I must have
passed out.
- Honey, when I got home,
there was no one in the house
except you,
and you were asleep
on the couch.
- Well, then how did I
get up here?
- Well, I brought you up here.
I tucked you into bed.
I just didn't have
the heart to wake you up.
- You.
You were there too.
- W-W-What do you mean?
- I saw you last night.
- Hmm. Well, that sounds
like a really bad dream.
And it's not surprising,
because you, you know,
have kind of been
through a lot lately.
- What happened
to your hand?
- I... I cut it on the bushes on
the side of the house.
- And what were you doing
on the side of the house?
- I was taking the trash cans
out to the street.
It's trash day.
Look, I'll tell you what,
honey.
Why don't I make you
a cup of coffee.
And after a cup of coffee,
I'm sure your head's
going to clear.
And then you'll
feel better, okay?
Hey, babe.
What are you doing?
- What happened
to the rug?
- Oh, spilled wine
all over it last night.
So I tossed it.
It's okay,
we'll get another one.
No wonder why you passed out.
It looks like you drank
the whole bottle.
- No.
I only had one glass.
And right before I passed out,
I saw Noah.
He was standing
right there in the kitchen.
That's the last thing
I remember...
until I woke up again
and saw you.
- Babe, you've been under
a lot of stress lately.
I mean, you're starting
to imagine things.
- Grant, I know what I saw,
okay?
I wasn't dreaming.
- Honey, I swear to you, okay?
When I came home last night,
there was no one in the house
except you and me.
I'm late for a meeting.
Look, I think you should
go upstairs
and you should rest today.
Okay? Are you going
to be okay?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Oh, uh, I did call
the alarm company,
and they will be here
on Friday.
- Thank you.
- Get some rest.
Giselle.
- Lori? Lori, I need your help.
Lori, thank God.
Open the door.
- What's wrong?
- It's about Noah.
- What about him?
- He's missing.
- What do you mean,
missing?
- He didn't come home
last night.
That's not like him.
And I found his wallet
and his keys,
and his phone
in the house.
I'm worried that something
happened to him.
- Okay, when is the last time
that you saw him?
- Yesterday morning.
I left, and when I came back,
he was gone.
Did you happen to see him
at all yesterday?
- No. Why would I
have seen him?
- I don't know.
I'm asking everyone.
I have to go call the police.
File a missing persons report.
I'm sorry I bothered you.
I'll call Rachel.
Maybe she saw something.
- It's definitely not mine.
I hate charms,
you know that.
Maybe it belonged to the people
that used to live there before.
- No, it wasn't there
when we moved in.
- And you said a kitchen knife
is missing.
- Yeah.
- So, what are you thinking?
That Noah was stabbed
and that Grant did it?
And he had an accomplice?
- Well, I smelled cheap perfume
on Grant's shirt,
and it was the same kind
of cheap perfume
that I smelled on Giselle
a few days ago.
- Wait, the woman he...
You think they did it
together?
- I don't know.
Hell, I don't even know
if Noah's really dead.
All I know is that something
horrible happened to me
and to him last night.
- So why not go to the police?
- What am I supposed to say?
That I think my husband
killed him,
and that he had help
from a woman
who likes to wear
charm bracelets
and wear cheap perfume?
- Yeah.
- I'm sorry,
this is Rachel.
I have to take this
really quick.
Hey, Rachel.
- Hey. We missed you
in yoga this morning.
Is everything okay?
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
I just got caught up
with work.
- No worries.
Have you heard the news
about Noah?
- What news?
- He didn't come home
last night.
Olivia is such
a drama queen.
I guess she called the cops.
They have been
banging on doors
up and down the block
all morning.
- Really?
- Oh, yeah.
I told them,
I expect him to come home
with a hangover anytime soon.
Just like the last few times
this happened.
- Well, I hope
that they find him.
Hey, was Giselle in class
this morning?
- No. Uh, you know,
it is so nice of Grant
to help her with that lawsuit.
She knows better
than to ask Derek.
- What are you talking about?
- Victoria told me that Grant
is helping Giselle
with her plastic surgery
lawsuit.
- Well, that's news to me.
- Giselle is certainly
not keeping it a secret.
- Listen, can we talk later?
I'm having lunch
with my sister.
- Sure. Have a nice day.
You too.
- What happened?
- As soon as they get done
with the tire impressions...
- Sorry to haul you
all the way out here.
- I rode up
with Deputy Fields.
If I'd have known, I would have
worn different shoes.
What do we got?
- A jogger over there found the
body around 8:00 this morning.
Victim's a white male,
approximately 40 years old,
with multiple stab wounds
to the abdomen.
From the looks of it,
it was a pretty vicious attack.
- You think he was killed
up here?
- No. Found drag marks
off the trail, with footprints.
The body was definitely dumped.
The coroner puts the time
of death around midnight.
- Don't people move up here
to get away from
this kind of thing?
- Yes?
- Olivia Cranor?
- Yes.
- I'm Detective Sato.
This is my partner,
Detective Kurland,
with the Homicide Division.
- What's this about?
- We have some news
about your husband.
May we come inside?
- Yes, of course.
- What are you doing?
I was just about
to do some laundry.
What are you doing home
so early?
- I just got a call from Derek.
He said Noah was missing.
So I came to see
if you were okay.
- Yeah. I'm okay.
But I have a question
for you.
Why does your shirt
from last night
reek of Giselle's perfume?
- I ran into her at a gas
station on the way to town.
She gave me a hug hello.
You know how much perfume
she wears.
- Right. How convenient.
And somehow you forgot
to tell me
that you're helping her
with that lawsuit.
Was she a part of your
business trip too?
And what is this?
- What? Why are you
checking up on me?
What is this all about?
Who is it?
- Good afternoon,
Mr. and Mrs. Malick.
I'm Detective Sato. This is
my partner, Detective Kurland,
with the Homicide Division.
We'd like to ask you
some questions
about your neighbor,
Noah Cranor.
- Sure, come on in,
detectives.
Please.
- A jogger found
Mr. Cranor's body
up on the ridge
this morning.
He had been stabbed to death
sometime last night.
- That's horrible.
- His wife, Olivia Cranor,
mentioned that you
and Mr. Cranor
had a heated argument
two nights ago
where you threatened
to kill him?
- Look...
yes, Noah and I
did have an argument,
and unfortunately things
were said on both sides.
But that's all.
I mean, it was forgotten about
right afterwards.
- Yes, it's also unfortunate
that two days later,
he's found dead
in the nearby mountains.
- My husband only went there
to confront Noah,
because he was stalking me.
Did Olivia tell you that?
- Did you ever file a police
report about this stalking?
- I didn't.
- And did this
stalking take place
before or after
the circle of trust party?
- After.
- And how long had you
been a part of this group?
- It was our first
and last time.
- Mrs. Malick,
did you continue
to see Noah Cranor
after that one night together?
- Look, Noah followed her
into a store
when she was with
one of her clients,
if that's what you mean.
- And where were you
last night, Mr. Malick?
- I was in San Diego for work,
and I came back early
because Lori was ill.
- So you were home all night.
- Yes.
- Look, is there anything else
we can do for you gentlemen?
We have to get ready
for a dinner.
- We're probably going to need
you both to come down
for a more thorough interview
tomorrow.
- Okay. That's fine.
Please just contact our attorney
from now on.
We'll be turning this matter
over to him.
- That's a nasty cut you got
there. Where did you get that?
- His name is Derek Adams.
Thank you very much, gentlemen,
and best of luck
on the investigation.
Let us know if we can help you
in any other way.
- Oh, my God,
did you kill him?
- Lori--
- No, don't come close to me.
- Look, you're being ridiculous.
Of course I didn't kill him.
Look, you cannot talk
to anyone about this
without Derek present.
The police can use
whatever we say against us.
- What do you mean "us"?
Who are you calling?
- Derek.
Look, the police obviously
think we're suspects.
Okay?
- Oh, my God.
- I don't know
what Olivia told them,
but I guarantee
they're going to come back
and search the house
for evidence.
Derek. Hey, it's Grant.
Look, I need your help.
Two detectives showed up.
No, no, no,
they just left...
- What are you doing?
- You can have
the bed tonight.
I'll sleep downstairs.
- You were with Giselle,
weren't you?
Grant, we should never
have gone to that party.
That night destroyed
everything
that we have ever
built together.
Search warrant.
Police department.
Open up.
- Grant, wake up.
What's going on?
- Step aside.
- Grant, what is happening?
- We've got a search warrant
signed by a judge.
I think you'll find everything
in order, counselor.
- Can they do this?
- Yes, they can.
- I need you both
to stay in the living room
while I execute
this warrant.
Thank you for
your cooperation.
- They're taking my car
as evidence.
Yeah, Derek, it's Grant.
They're here with a search
warrant and a team of deputies.
Okay. Thanks.
What are you doing?
- I'm going to stay
with Kat for a while.
- Honey, I really don't think
that's a good idea
until we know
what's going on.
- I know what's going on.
- No, you don't.
- Grant, stop it.
- I don't trust you.
And I just don't feel safe
in this house anymore.
- Honey, I need to borrow
your car in the morning
to go to work.
What am I going to do?
- I don't know.
Call a cab.
Or call Giselle.
Excuse me.
- Yeah, let's move
the deposition
to later on next week,
and then contact her
- and see how she feels--
- Grant Malick.
You're under arrest
for the murder of Noah Cranor.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say may be used
against you in a court of law.
- I know my rights.
Call Derek, let him know
what's happening,
and then call my wife.
I am so sorry
for all of this.
Can you ever forgive me?
- Derek told me that they found
your footprints
at the crime scene.
And Noah's blood
in your car.
What really happened
that night?
The truth.
After we got off the phone,
I drove home.
And when I got home,
I found Noah
dead on the rug.
And I found you
lying on the couch.
And next to you
on the coffee table,
I found a bloody knife.
So I dragged Noah's dead body
out to the back,
put him in my trunk,
and drove up
to the canyon,
and I dumped his body.
That's where
I got the scratch.
I did all of this
to protect you, Lori.
- I didn't kill him.
- I know.
- Were you with Giselle
that night?
- On my way down
to San Diego,
I stopped by her house
in the desert.
I lied to you.
I cheated on you.
And betrayed you.
I'm so sorry, Lori.
I have no excuse.
- So then who killed Noah?
And who drugged me?
- Giselle told me that her and
Noah had an affair last year.
She also told me that she
borrowed some money from him.
And when she told him she
couldn't pay him back,
he started to harass her
and stalk her.
Does that sound familiar?
- You think that Giselle
has something to do with this?
- I don't know.
Maybe.
Giselle.
Derek already called me.
I can't help you.
I'm sorry.
- Look, I just want to know
where you were
on the night
of Noah's murder.
You think I was involved?
- Do you have an alibi?
- I was with my husband.
- Well, does he know you were
having an affair with mine?
Or Noah?
Maybe you had
a reason to kill him.
I heard he was stalking you,
just like me.
- Really?
Did you also hear about Olivia
going to Rachel last week
asking for comps
on her house?
Saying she was thinking
about putting it on the market?
Did you see
the "for sale" sign
outside her front lawn
this morning?
She's not exactly acting
like the grieving widow.
Why don't you ask her where she
was the night of the murder.
If anyone had a reason to kill
that son of a bitch, it was her.
- Lori.
- Olivia.
How are you doing?
- I'm okay.
What do you want?
- Can we talk?
You have some nerve
coming over here
after your husband
killed my Noah.
For all I know,
you helped him.
Go home.
- Look, you're wrong, okay?
I know my husband,
and Grant is not capable
of killing anybody.
- Please take your hand
off my door and go.
- Look, I have proof
that somebody else did it.
Can I please come in
and talk to you about it?
Please?
- Fine.
Okay, I'm listening.
- I know that Giselle
was having an affair with Noah.
- You've been talking
to Rachel.
The gossip queen.
- Listen, I think that Giselle
killed Noah,
because he was harassing her
about money that she owed him.
- That's your proof?
Neighborhood gossip?
- Come on.
You had to know
about the affair.
- My private life
is my business.
Giselle was having an affair
with my husband too.
And she told him
a few important things,
like how she was trying
to get Noah into a trap,
so she could kill him.
I guess the threats
and the harassment
was getting to be
too much for her.
- Then why did the police
have enough evidence
to arrest your husband?
- Because Giselle set him up.
- Excuse me.
I have to take this.
Hey.
Yeah, not until the life
insurance policy pays out.
Yeah, I know.
Let me call you back.
I have to take care
of something.
Puerto Vallarta.
What?
- I am so sorry
for your loss.
- Made some coffee.
- Thank you, but you really
didn't have to do that.
- No trouble. I insist.
- Okay.
I think that might
be my sister.
- Lori, where are you?
- It is.
I am so sorry.
Listen, can we talk later?
- I'm going to be pretty busy
from now on.
- Okay.
Excuse me.
- I sat in traffic
for an hour to get here
just so I can make a phone call?
- And to keep lookout.
I need to get over there,
get in the house, and see if
I can find that bracelet,
or anything else that's going
to prove that she did it.
Just make the call.
This really doesn't sound
like a good idea.
- Well, what else
am I supposed to do?
Call the police?
And tell them what?
That I saw a suspicious-looking
bracelet in a picture?
Okay.
I hope this works.
- It'll work.
Here's the number.
Try to sound scary.
- It's okay.
You can do this.
- Hello?
- Don't talk, just listen.
I know you killed
your husband, Noah.
- Uh, I have no idea
what you're talking about.
- I was out for a walk
that night,
and I saw you leave
Lori's house.
- Who is this?
- We can talk about that later.
Meet me at the Coffee Kiosk,
20 minutes.
- Why would I do that?
- Because you don't want me
talking to the police, do you?
- Kat, that was perfect.
- I don't think she's going
to fall for it.
- I told you. Look.
She's leaving.
I knew it.
Does that look like
an innocent woman to you?
- No.
- Exactly.
Kay, I want you
to call me the second
that you see any sign
of her coming back.
- Right. Okay, good luck.
And be careful.
- Come on, Lori.
My sister's watching.
- Not anymore.
- Lori! Lori!
Lori!
Lori?
Hello? Lori?
Oh.
Detective Sato?
Please, it's an emergency.
- We're at Giselle's
desert house.
I followed Noah out here
when he'd sneak off
to be with her.
Nobody's going
to find us.
It's a shame what happened
with Kat.
She ran out of lives.
Yours is a tragic
little story too.
You found out that Grant was
cheating on you with Giselle,
and in a jealous rage,
you came out here
to confront her.
But there was a struggle,
and she killed you.
That's not how I originally
planned it.
You were supposed to be
arrested for Noah's murder,
but your husband came home
and ruined everything.
It all worked out anyway.
He's in jail.
You're dead.
Giselle will be arrested
for killing you,
and I will be long gone.
- Lori.
- Kat?
- This is Detective Sato.
Where are you?
- Lori?
Come out.
- I'm at Giselle's house,
somewhere in the desert.
- There's nowhere to hide.
- Olivia's going to kill me.
- Whatever you do...
- Lori?
- ...keep your line open.
We're on our way.
Call Giselle Monahan.
Get that address.
- I see you, Lori.
- You're not making it
out of here alive.
- Why are you
doing this?
Why did you
kill Noah?
- He forced me to go
to those parties.
Continued to have affairs
with some of those women.
I suffered for years
with that humiliation.
And I knew you'd be
his next conquest.
So the night
your husband left,
I followed him
to your house.
I saw him break in.
Hide around the corner
when you came downstairs.
After Noah drugged you,
he waited...
till you passed out.
And then he made his move.
But so did I.
- And I made sure
that your fingerprints
were all over the knife.
- You're a murderer.
You're going to go to jail.
- Don't judge me.
You have no idea
what Noah was really like.
His verbal
and physical abuse.
It's been going on
for years.
He's been horrible to me.
He treated me
like I was his property.
After I found out
about the divorce
and that he was going
to leave me with nothing,
I had to survive.
You would have done
the same thing.
- No.
I'm not like you.
- I wanted to do this
in person
instead of having my lawyer
send it over.
- That means
everything to me.
- It's official.
You are divorced.
This just feels like
a bad dream,
and I can't wake up
from it.
I'm really sorry for the way
everything turned out.
- Yeah, me too.
We just need time to heal.
Move on with our lives.
- Thanks for giving me
the listing.
- I know you'll take
really good care of it.
- Come on, you know
how I hate traffic.
- One sec.
It's my little sister.
We're going to live
together again.
Kind of like
back in college.
- Hey, don't be a stranger.
You're always part
of this neighborhood.
- Well, don't hate me
if I never make it back.