Women Who Kill Page #5

Oh, Simone has a gift.

Ooh.

Oh.

The email specifically

said nothing realistic.

I wasn't on the email.

If you had to bring

something penetrative,

it was supposed to

be a neon color.

I mean, realism implies

that lesbian sex

isn't real sex unless

there's a penis involved.

Sparkling cider on the patio?

Yay.

Let's bring the music.

They're all in aa, so they have

to make rules for everything.

Drink?

Great.

Ok.

There you go.

Wait, wait.

Put your head up.

Ok.

Here, take these.

No.

You going to be Ok?

Everything's about to change.

What do you mean?

Marriage and sh*t.

No, you guys have

something figured out.

You'll be fine.

I envy you.

Me?

Why?

You have choices.

Well, I wish I didn't have them.

Trash can.

- Trash can.

- Right here.

Here, here.

Phew.

False alarm.

You want me to stay?

Gross.

So how's it going with Morgan?

Good.

Really good.

Yeah?

How's it going with Jackson?

She tells you about Jackson?

Just that he seemed nice.

Mm.

Morgan hates nice.

She does?

Mhm.

And hair in the drain and

eggplant and communicating.

I don't think she

hates communicating.

Well, she calls it sharing.

Well, maybe she

just respects privacy.

I trust her.

It's not that.

What is it then?

I don't know

if I can trust myself.

Why not?

I've never been able to

make a relationship work.

For a while I keep trying,

one after the other, you know?

Oh, yeah.

And I just swore to myself

that I wouldn't do it again,

not until I was really ready.

Ready for what?

You know, to expose myself.

I shouldn't be talking

to you about all this.

I'm glad you are.

Really?

Yeah, sure.

I understand why

Morgan's having such

a hard time letting you go.

Oh.

Holy sh*t.

See you.

Jean.

Over here.

Jean.

Morgan.

What is... what?

Car, get in the car.

What is going on?

Get down.

Shh, shh.

Why are you wearing that?

Oh, it's just from the

bachelor... it does it matter.

Look, Simone is "the clipper."

Morgan, come on.

No, look.

What is this?

Open one.

Are those fingernails?

Jody, Louise, Kate,

Maggie, Theresa.

Colleen.

What is that for?

For just in case.

You know I'm very

against weapons.

It's not a weapon.

It's gear.

It's just the cats, I think.

Maybe keep the weapon.

Who are you calling?

- The police.

No.

No way.

Jean, that was four years ago.

There's no expiration

date on PTSD, Morgan.

You were really high

when you got arrested.

Are you saying I'm a liar?

I'm not...

I'm saying that maybe it

wasn't solitary confinement.

Maybe it was a holding

cell in a jail for an hour.

I feel hives.

Jean, come on.

We don't have any real proof.

Fingernails aren't illegal.

Fingernails from dead people.

Is my neck red?

Look at my neck.

Ok, the phone's going down.

The phone is going down.

The phone is down.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Simone and I are technically

still... you know?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I mean, Jackson

and I are still...

Oh, yeah, I know.

Yeah.

Ok.

Hello?

Who's there?

Simone?

It's Kim.

Is Alex there?

No, I dropped her off

at your place last night.

Well, she

wasn't home when I got there.

And she never came back.

Um, Kim, we have to

tell you something.

Ok.

Try to stay calm.

God, what?

Wait, don't tell me.

Ok, tell me.

We think...

She's having another

affair, isn't she?

Huh?

I knew it.

She was being so nice to me.

No, that's... that's not...

Wait.

Alex had an affair?

Of course.

Who doesn't have affairs?

But she's in love with you.

Don't be dumb, Morgan.

That's not all there is.

Do you think she's

having an affair now?

I don't know.

Because there's a...

There's a chance it

could be something else.

Simone could have

something to do with it.

Simone, why?

Because I broke into her

wooden trunk last night

and I stole some fingernails and

because Alex called her a b*tch

the other night.

But it could just,

you know, be a kidnapping.

Or murder.

You're both insane.

Mhm.

I expect this from

Morgan, but not from you.

Hey, why do you

expect it from me?

Well, you haven't

exactly cared about very much

other than yourself lately.

What do you mean?

I took Alex home last night.

I took her shoes off

in a really sweet way.

I can't believe that my

fiance has disappeared.

And all you guys care about

are your f***ing radio show

theories.

Podcast.

Kim, wait.

Sh*t.

We have to find Alex.

There she is.

She's calling.

You should get a case for that.

Oh, man.

Leopoldi's hardware.

Your one-stop shop.

For anybody looking to get

that dead body off their hands.

Oh, my god.

What if we're too late?

What if Alex is already dead?

Ok, Morgan, you know what?

Calm down.

We're going to find Alex.

I should have stayed with her.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Ok, Ok, all right.

Ok, you know what?

- Did she see us?

- Switch with me.

I'm going to drive.

- No, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

- You're not fine.

Hurry.

- Come on.

Come on.

Let's do it.

Ow, oh.

God.

Ok.

Do you think she saw us?

I don't know.

Sh*t.

All right?

Yeah.

You buckled in?

Just get right in here.

You got it.

You got it.

You got it.

You're too close.

Well, I can't let

another car get...

But she's going to see us.

Oh, god.

Can't they save the f***ing

planet in the bike path?

You have to be

aggressive with them.

Aggressive, like run them over?

No, you just have to

scare them a little.

Don't take the wheel like that.

I was just trying to...

Well, that has

always been a problem with us.

You can't let me take control.

I always let you take control.

Not always, nope.

Not with driving and not with...

I didn't know you wanted

to take control with that.

Of course I did.

But you just laid there.

Well, I was nervous

me too.

- Really?

Because you always seem so...

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby!

Holy hell.

I'm sorry.

- Just go.

- I'm sorry.

Just go.

Just go.

Just go.

What are you doing?

Jesus.

She's turning.

I know.

I'm not blind, Morgan.

Wait.

That's Alex.

Wait, wait, wait.

Are we going follow Simone?

Morgan, that's Alex,

your best friend.

She's not dead.

- Right.

- I know.

Of course.

No, you're right.

I know.

Alex.

Alex.

What is this?

A fug party?

Where did you go after I left?

Kim is really upset.

Have you talked to her?

I'm going to see

her in two minutes.

Did she make you guys

come look for me?

Not exactly.

We thought Simone

had gotten to you.

Oh, Jesus.

The murder thing?

You guys are f***ing

perfect for each other.

Are you back together yet?

No.

Well, you don't have to say it

like I dislocated your finger.

Well, you don't want to

get back together, do you?

God, no.

You know what?

It really wouldn't

even be cheating

if you guys get sexy again.

Maybe not to you.

Yeah, what the f***, Alex?

What?

Yeah, Kim told

us you cheat on her.

Pfft.

I wasn't cheating on her.

I just... I disappear sometimes.

Why?

To be alone.

Really?

You can't tell Kim.

She wouldn't understand.

It's better for her to

think you're cheating on her?

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