[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Everything looks so beautiful from up here.
- I'll say.
- I've been thinking about you all week.
I can't get you out of my mind.
- I've been thinking about you, too.
- God, you're amazing.
You know that?
What's wrong?
- It's just you deserve more than this.
- This moment right here, this is all I need.
- Tom. - [sighs]
- I'm sorry. I can't.
- It's okay. It's okay.
- [crying]
Emma, you've gotta talk to me.
- This isn't gonna work.
We can't do this anymore.
- Listen...
I know this is not how we expected things to go.
But I really care about you.
You can't say you don't feel the same way about me.
- How I feel doesn't matter.
- Emma.
Emma, wait. Just meet with me tomorrow.
I don't want this to be the last time I see you.
- We can't. - Why?
- Because it's my anniversary.
I'm sorry. It's over.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Mark Webster's office, please hold.
Happy anniversary, Mrs. Webster.
- Oh, they're beautiful. Thank you.
- Thanks for waiting. How can I help you?
No, I've already stated that we have no comment.
- Stop it! [wailing]
♪ ♪
[screaming]
- Thanks, Selena.
Hello, pumpkin.
I thought you were gonna wear the red dress.
You know that's my favorite.
- I know. I just thought that maybe we could
try something a little different.
- It's okay.
There's still time to stop by the apartment and change.
What's that?
- Nothing.
- Emma, you know that's only going to trigger your anxiety.
- I'm sorry.
What are you doing with my file?
- They're revoking his parole.
- Don't you wish you were still putting guys like that in jail
instead of keeping them out?
- I don't miss living out of a shoebox in Birmingham
wearing cheap suits,
and I don't miss doing everyone else's dirty work.
Up here everyone else does the dirty work for me.
Do you know what I do miss, though?
I miss that carefree girl.
One of the few photos I have of you
in front of the camera.
What was she thinking?
- I don't remember.
- Oh, sir.
Pardon me.
- You've met my wife, haven't you?
- [clears throat]
I don't think so.
- Emma, this is Tom Gorman.
- We met at the Christmas party last year, actually.
- That's right. You auctioned off some of your photographs
you took for charity.
They were stunning. - No, no.
You both know it wasn't the Christmas party.
It was the holiday party,
lest we offend the PC police.
[laughing]
Much on for the weekend?
- Just paperwork, somebody's gotta keep the--
[conversation indistinct]
[music building]
[dinging]
- Emma, darling.
- Yes?
- I drove. - Right.
- Nice to meet you again.
Monday.
- Now, that was delicious.
- Would you like some dessert?
- I'm fine. Thank you. - How is the gateau a la creme?
- It's to die for. - Perfect.
We'll take two.
- Of course.
- I thought we weren't doing gifts.
- I wanted to surprise you tonight.
They say diamonds are a girl's best friend,
but 11 years apparently makes it our steel anniversary,
so I had this specially made.
- It's beautiful.
Thank you.
- Try it on. - Oh, my gosh!
[chatter]
- Yay! [applause]
- That was you not so long ago.
[snaps] Hey.
You still with us?
- Yeah.
- I thought we weren't doing gifts.
Super Bowl?
- Fifty yard line, you did always say
that you wanted to go, and I thought
that maybe this year the Steelers would be in it.
- Not a chance.
They suck this year.
They're, like, 4-12.
Let me.
Happy anniversary, pumpkin.
[crying softly]
- [clears throat]
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
- I know it is none of my business,
and I know that you feel like you just made
a huge commitment out there,
but I just want you to understand
that nothing is set in stone.
- Yeah, you're right. It's none of your business.
- No, I-- I know, you're right.
I'm sorry.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
[chatter] [horns blaring]
- Before we head on home,
there's one final surprise, babe.
Check your pockets.
♪ ♪
- Can you please just tell me where we're going?
- No.
We're almost there, I promise.
- You've been saying that for an hour.
- Yeah, but this time I mean it.
Just try and have some fun, would you? Come on.
- Being blindfolded for over an hour
really isn't my idea of fun.
- It was when we first got married.
♪ ♪
- I'm not--I'm not doing this.
I can't do it. I feel carsick.
I'm taking it off. I don't--
- Stop.
You're gonna ruin the surprise.
- Mark, I really don't know
what kind of weird game you're playing,
but I don't want to fool around.
Mark.
Mark, where are we going?
The lake house?
- Surprise. I had them prepare it for us today.
- It's so strange in the winter.
- We have a lot of happy memories here.
I thought maybe we can rekindle some of them.
- 75, 76,
77, 78, 79--
Fuck it.
- "I love you with all my heart.
Till death do us part."
[light, tense music]
♪ ♪
[wind howling] [clattering]
[door rattling]
♪ ♪
[clicking]
- ♪ Lies with every eye ♪ - [gasps]
♪ Sitting on my nose ♪
♪ Flowers on the wall ♪
♪ Keep growing high ♪
♪ Realizing no time ♪
♪ No time left at all ♪
♪ A falling leaf am I ♪
♪ A falling leaf ♪
♪ Am I ♪
♪ Let him in all upon ♪
♪ Showing no life at all ♪
♪ Missing water and heat and ground ♪
♪ And looking to the sky ♪
♪ Grim reaper comes ♪
♪ Hoping grass was tall ♪
♪ Wind, please help me ♪
♪ A falling leaf ♪
- Took you long enough.
You know, it's really not fair.
- What?
- That you just get more beautiful as you get older.
- Well, I started out very ugly.
- Mm.
[music continues]
♪ ♪
- Emma, I know
that things have been bad between us,
been bad for a while,
and I'm sorry.
You've been through so much,
and I haven't been a good husband.
I know one stupid anniversary surprise
isn't gonna fix everything,
but it's a start.
We owe it that much, don't we?
- ♪ Laying here in pieces ♪
♪ Day's work all been done ♪
♪ Guess I got what man receives ♪
♪ On plain reality ♪
♪ But wait my knees are falling ♪
♪ Falling everywhere ♪
♪ Are we not all falling leaves? ♪
♪ Are we not all ♪
♪ Falling leaves ♪
[song ends]
[wind howling]
- Oh, my God. It's freezing.
- Morning, sweetheart.
How are you feeling?
- Hungover.
- Mm.
Did you dream beautiful things?
- Ah--
What the fuck is this?
What is this?
Mark? Mark?
- It's time to wake up.
[gunshot]
[muffled ringing]
Oh, shit!
[grunting]
Help!
[panting]
[dialing] Please.
[off-hook tone]
[phone clatters]
[gun clicks]
[clicking] Oh.
[sighs]
Oh.
[grunting]
[straining efforts]
[grunting]
[eerie tone]
♪ ♪
[thumping]
[straining efforts]
[grunting]
Ah!
Uh!
Oh.
[wind howling]
[panting]
Ow.
[grunting]
[laughs]
[thud]
[panting]
No. [sighs]
[grunting]
Oh, come on. Come on.
Please help me, please, please.
Yes!
No, no. No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Fuck!
[phone clatters]
[grunts]
Keys. Fuck yes! [exhales]
Oh.
[eerie tone]
♪ ♪
[grunting]
[exhales sharply]
[grunting]
[struggling efforts]
[grunts]
[alarm blaring]
[panting]
Thought you would be lighter without all that blood.
Oh. Okay. Oh, come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
[engine starts] Yes!
[shuddering]
[engine sputters, shuts down]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no. [starting engine]
[grunts] Fuck.
[sighs]
[panting] Oh, motherfucker.
Why? - ♪ It's so very hard to find ♪
♪ To need someone to love ♪
- Our wedding tune. - [gasps]
- Remember? - [shuddering]
I have to admit. I'm impressed you made it this far.
You should have knelt at my feet
after everything I did for you.
When I met you, you were nothing--
a failed photographer with no money, no hope.
My only regret is not being there
to see the look on your face right now.
I don't want to give you the satisfaction of thinking
I put a bullet in my head
because of your disobedience,
but I was being called away,
and I couldn't just sit back and watch you live
happily ever after, with him.
[kisses] Happy anniversary, pumpkin.
- [exhales]
- ♪ Need somebody ♪
♪ At least that's what some people say ♪
- [grunts]
[water running]
[panting]
♪ ♪
- No.
No, fuck.
Ah.
Ohh!
No!
Oh. [panting]
[door creaks]
[thudding]
[pulls switch]
Okay. Okay.
[panting]
Fuck.
[grunting, panting]
You can do this.
I can do this.
[grunts]
Ah!
Ow. [grunts]
You fucking hypocrite!
How many fucking times did I wash lipstick and glitter
off of your fucking shirts?
[groans]
[grunting]
I was dragging around that lifeless corpse of yours
long before you put a bullet in that deranged head of yours.
You just didn't know it yet.
[light music]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[groaning]
Ahh. [panting]
- I'm gonna cut myself free of you,
if it's the last thing I do.
[grunting]
Oh.
Ow.
[grunts]
[record static scratching]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic sting]
[knife stabbing] [screaming]
[static stops]
[beeping]
- It's 11:26 a.m. July 2nd.
I'm the assistant district attorney,
and we'll be personally overseeing your case.
I know you're weak and tired, but we need you
to tell us everything about the attack last night.
- He came out of the shadows, and he--
he ripped the camera out of my hands.
I made a--a run for it.
I tried to run, and then that's when I felt, um...
[knife stabbing] [screaming]
the--the knife.
I-I went to scream for help but--
- It's okay.
The detective mentioned you mutilated your attacker.
- My keys--um, I had--
I had my keys clenched in my fist, and--
[keys stabbing] - [screaming]
- That's the last thing that I remember.
- Hey, you're safe now. You're safe.
I promise. We've apprehended--
[grunting]
Fuck!
[screams]
[dark music]
♪ ♪
[vehicle approaching]
[car door closes]
♪ ♪