Mirrors 2

It was my fault.

I was the one driving when it happened.

After the accident, I started seeing things,

things that couldn't be real.

But I'm not crazy.

I know.

Your father knows.

Anyone who knows you knows that.

Look, Max, I've seen you every day

for the past two months.

Maybe you're starting to let go

of your misplaced guilt.

Maybe you're ready to stop blaming

yourself for what happened.

But there's no one else to blame.

It's gotten to the point

where I look in the mirror...

and I'm not even sure

what's real anymore.

Fancy mirror.

Later.

You're a lady-killer, Schow.

Lady-killer.

What's going' on?

Hey! What-

No!

Yeah.

Max.

- Who's this?

- Are you still sleeping? What time is it?

- Dad? Is that you?

- Of course it's me.

Yeah. Is everything all right?

Yeah. Did I wake you up?

You don't sound good.

- I'm fine. I'm just getting some sleep.

- Thank you.

Careful over there.

Just getting to the point where I can

sleep through the night again.

Good, good.

You gotta get your rest.

- Keller.

- Yeah?

- Five minutes.

- Okay, that's great.

That is the Mayflower

signature right there.

That glass has been through so much.

You can see the care

that went into making it.

Even the base came

from the original store.

So that gives us the- its spirit.

I think it's perfect.

Look, Max, for the last two months

the police have been all over us...

looking for that missing girl.

Max, we may not be able

to open on time.

Really? I didn't know that, Dad.

And then last week

our night security guard goes crazy.

He cuts himself up bad and he quits.

Max, I've got weeks of work to do

and two weeks out from opening.

The last thing I need to be doing...

is looking for a new night watchman.

I'm just not sure I'm ready yet, Dad,

after all that's happened this year and-

Max. This is what you need.

And, honestly,

right now I need you, Max.

I know it'll help you

take your mind off things.

- Yeah.

- Look.

- I think it's gonna be good.

- All right, Dad. I'll do it.

Thanks for the opportunity.

No, no, no, thank you, Max.

I tell you what.

Why don't you come in to work

a little early and find me...

so that we can say hello

before you clock in. Okay?

- Yeah. Sure. I'll come find you.

- All right.

- We'll see you in a little bit.

- Okay, Dad.

- Bye.

- Bye-bye.

Shoot.

I got it.

Just trying to help.

That may or may not be the case...

but you should put that on your punch list,

then take care of that first thing tomorrow.

Would you do that?

Jenna, will you take care

of the accessories? That'll be great.

Ladies and gentlemen, the thing

I am most proud of in the entire store.

- This is my son Max.

- Hi.

- How are you, son?

- Good.

Yeah? Get some rest?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

I wanna introduce you

to a few people.

This is Keller Landreaux.

He's gonna be our store manager

when we open in a few weeks.

Keller told us that we could buy

property down here in New Orleans...

for a song and a dime.

That's exactly what we did.

Smart man.

Glad to meet you, Max.

My pleasure.

Thanks for having me.

And this beautiful young lady

we have right here...

this is Jenna McCarty.

Jenna is the head buyer

for the store...

and she has promised to bring us

a little bit of that Fifth Avenue flair...

to Bourbon Street, yes?

Sure.

Nice to meet you, Max.

You too.

You know, Max,

ladies love a man in uniform.

Yeah, Dad, I'm sure the polyester pants

really help seal the deal.

And last but not least

I'd like to introduce you to Ryan P-

- What was your last name?

- Parker.

I'm just kidding you. Ryan Parker,

our vice president in charge of operations.

- Good to meet you, Max.

- Likewise.

While you're out there on your rounds,

you see something that doesn't look right...

you got a problem

with plumbing or electric, fire...

you get a candy bar stuck

in the vending machine, you call Ryan.

That's after you call me.

Listen. I'm gonna let you go.

I know you got a job to do.

And we need to continue on our rounds.

Good luck out there.

- Thanks, Dad.

- All right.

Shall we?

You all right?

Sorry. First night.

So, Max, you say you've been

having those visions again?

Yeah.

Were you taking drugs or had you been

drinking when you had this episode?

No. It was last night at my new job.

I saw a woman

in one of the mirrors at my work.

You saw a woman?

Yeah. She was looking back at me

from the other side.

Her reflection looked like a corpse.

She probably reminded you

of Kayla in some way.

Your mind's way of

processing the mental shock.

And the pills I prescribed?

Yeah, I took one.

- That's all?

- Yeah.

Good.

I wanted to take more,

but I decided not to.

Very good.

So should we put

the straitjacket on me now...

or should we wait until my time's up?

I'm not worried about you, Max.

- No?

- Not at all.

What you're telling me,

it's a good thing.

Yeah?

These representations of Kayla,

hallucinations or not...

are a sign that you're starting

to get your life back in order...

that maybe you're starting to let go of

your misplaced guilt about her death...

that you're ready to stop blaming yourself

for what happened.

What intrigues me...

is that now that you've stopped wallowing

in the drugs and the alcohol...

now that you're sober...

your mind is ready to begin

processing the tragedy in earnest.

You wanna come see me again

next week...

get back to a regular

appointment type thing?

Sure.

Yeah.

I'll run the numbers tomorrow.

Okay. And then I placed the orders

for size 8 through 12.

- No. No!

- Why? But-

It's like I told you earlier. I don't

want to order any of the larger sizes.

But I don't-

Why, Jenna?

Why?

Because this Mayflower has to convey

the message that it's a boutique.

And boutique

implies skin and bones.

Yeah, I'm really sure.

Right, right. Okay.

So, if we do the research...

and it shows that the demographic

is full of heifers...

then we'll order accordingly.

But listen to me- Until then, four is

the new eight. Do you understand me?

- Yeah, I got it.

- Thank you. Talk to you later.

Camera in the bathroom?

Henry, you dirty dog.

Just want to check in

on my new favorite employee.

I'm good. Just happy to be here,

Mr. Landreaux.

We're happy to have you, Max.

Your dad entrusted me with the opening

of the new Mayflower as my top priority.

You seem committed,

being here so late.

Yeah. I can't let anything

interfere with our grand opening.

Yeah. I should do my rounds.

Hey, Max,

will you do me a favor?

Call me Keller.

We're all family here at the Mayflower.

Okay.

Jenna?

What are you-

No!

F***.

Morning', rookie.

So, how did that last night go?

Everything all right?

Dr. Beaumont's office.

This is Max Matheson. I need to see

Dr. Beaumont as soon as possible.

Okay, let me see what I have.

How do you think this happened?

I don't know.

Looks more like a-

just a terrible accident...

but maybe someone killed her.

Homicide by handmade guillotine?

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