(indistinct chatter) Captions by Able. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Copyright Able 2021 (indistinct chatter) (indistinct chatter) - Obsession. That's what caused the Trojan War. Obsession. Isn't that crazy? Obsession. Looks pretty brutal, doesn't it? Does anyone know why? All in the name of love. Obsession. Can you believe that? (suspenseful music) (indistinct chatter) - Look at this top. Is this one of your new designs? - What, you like it? - Yeah. - I upcycled this T-shirt. Like all you really have to know is like... - Hey, excuse me? Hey, excuse me. Excuse me. (intensifying music) Hey, are you taking pictures of those girls? Hey creep, knock it off. Knock it off! (dramatic music) (body thudding) (anxious music) (indistinct chatter) - Look at that face. The face that launched a thousand ships. Have you heard that phrase? Does anyone know why? Because she left her husband for another man, and her husband became obsessed with getting her back. And her husband's obsession with getting her back led to countless deaths. He loved her. No doubt he loved her. This is Greek Mythology's most powerful example of the terrible things that a person will do in the name of love. Love. See Menelaus, her husband, he couldn't control her. So he wanted to destroy everything and everyone that kept them apart. I mean, to Menelaus Helen was an object, not a living, breathing person. He just saw her as this thing. She was just this beauty that needed to be contained and controlled. He loved her. Oh, he loved her. But at what cost? Right? All right, that's it for today. Don't forget to read chapter eight. (upbeat pop music) - Hi. Harper, for the hundredth time get off your phone. Your dad's gonna win. - Pretty much got the best barista competition in the bag. Yeah, what's the count dad? 19 coffees, the two of you combined, what 15? - 16, thank you very much. - All right Rob, for two, right here. You know, maybe if you looked up from your phone, you'd be a little bit better at it. - You two are a broken record. - That you refuse to listen to. Hi, thanks. - Fine, putting the phone down. - Good. - Cold brew, Tiffany. Bam and done. The judges are calling, it's official. I am the winner. - Just rubbing it in, aren't you? - No, no, it was a good effort, babe. It really was. - Yeah. - But you got distracted by Harper. - I did. (phone vibrating) - You need to keep your eye on the tiger. If you wanna beat me. (Layla laughing) - Are you-- - Really? With the phone. - Oh, my gosh. - Two seconds-- - No, no, no. I got a 1,000 Insta Pixer followers all of a sudden. - What is that? Is that good? - No, it's amazing. I just, I don't know where they came from. - Where do they come from? (Layla laughing) - I got featured on the Buzzy List! - Buzzy, what? - My god, Dad, you're like a 100 years old. Like the Buzzy List is kinda like the it list of the internet. - The top indie fashion designers to follow on 'Instant Pixer' - People actually like my designs. Like, I'm finally getting noticed. (Harper excitedly screaming) - Oh, that is amazing. - Thanks, Dad. - I'm so happy for you, honey. So far, look at that, right there, your fashion career started. - Hey, congrats, all right. - Oh, thanks. Aren't you happy that I'm internet famous, mom? - Yeah, sure. But this is a lot of personal information, Harper. - Time to walk away. All right, let's go to work. - Ah, can I get some support here? - You've got my love and support. (Layla chuckling) - We're gonna talk about this later. - Love you. - Love you too. Now you're gonna be late for fashion lab. Class starts in 20 minutes. Let's go. Did you get all your homework done for lab today? Hello? Harper, am I talking to myself? - Let me guess. Put the phone down. - Yes, please. And you know, all of this internet fame is making me a little nervous. I don't think it's safe to share your personal information with a bunch of strangers. Maybe we should think about making your account private. - But there's nothing to think about. Mother, I'm finally getting noticed. I actually have a chance of getting to Edward School of Design. - Honey, I know that's really important to you. - Well, obviously you don't. It's all I've ever wanted and every person, Edward let's in has at least a couple thousand followers. That's just how it works now. - Honey, I'm just trying to protect you. You're my baby, okay. - Please, Mom. It would kill all the momentum I've just gotten and I just worked so hard. Please? (Layla Sighing) - Fine. But you have to promise me that you're gonna be really careful. - Oh my god. Chill, I know how online stranger-danger works. It'll be fine. - Okay, well that's good. So I'm just gonna sit here and chill. - Yeah, you chill. - Huh-uh. Don't slam the door. Okay. Ugh. (upbeat pop music) (sewing machine rattling) Wow, that thing's really coming along. - Huh? - That's really good. - Oh yeah, I mean, I don't know, it's missing something and I don't know what. - Oh, maybe, why don't you use that thing that you bedazzle stuff with? - Isn't it that-- - Oh, no. - A thing? - Oh, no. - Oh, okay. (both laughing) Listen, why don't you put this away, stop thinking about it because I really want you to come to dinner with me and dad tonight. - Mom, for the millionth time, I'm fine here by myself. It's been like 500 years since the transplant. - 500 years? - Yeah. - It hasn't even been one year. And if you're still doing well in 500 years then I'll worry a little bit less. - Okay, well, if it makes you feel better, Monica's coming over, so. - Well that's good, then you can both come with us. - Mom, I have so much work to do. I have to keep my new followers interested. So, no. - Fine. Don't work too hard, okay? - I'll make sure of that. - Oh, Monica, I knew I could count when you. - And you know what else you can count on? That dress. You look hot, Mrs. W. - Oh, thanks. - I hope I look like that at your age. (Layla sighing) What? What did I say? What? Seriously, what? - You know what? Nothing. - Babe, we better head out, if we're gonna make our reservation. - That's my cue. - Yep. - All right, I'll see you soon, okay. - Love you. - Love you. - Good night. - Good night. - I can't believe my BFF went viral. You know, you're almost up to 100,000 followers. - I know, I'm so excited. - (Monica laughing) - So what can I do to become as famous as you? I'll do anything? And I mean anything? (Monica laughing) - Now I'm officially worried. (friends laughing) You're insane. You and I, baby, I get there early. - Have a little cocktail, right? - Yes please. - Oh, I cannot wait. - Hey, Layla, Derek. - Hi, Floyd. - Floyd. - How are you? - Good. Hey, I wanna thank you for baking those cookies. (suspenseful music) (indistinct chatter) - Oh yeah, supposed to be the neighbour missing. - Oh. - Any word? - Not yet, but, you know, don't worry, he'll show up soon. (anxious music) (indistinct chatter) - I'd better get back on my patrol. - Tell me about it. We should get going. All right, buddy. See ya. - I can't believe I'm home on a Friday night making dresses. - Oh, come on, don't be ashamed, you look hot. And everyone will think so after this post. - Wait, you didn't get the part about me needing a boyfriend, right? - Maybe. - Monica, seriously. - Come on, maybe somebody will take pity on you and ask you out. - Give me the phone. Give me the phone, I'm gonna kill you. - Fine. - Stop. - You can have it, but I've already posted it. - Well, not for long. (phone beeping) I can't believe it actually worked. - What? - Look. - Chad ` 'You taking applications?' You need to respond. I am responding for you. - No, Mon, no stop! - Already did it. - Monica, seriously? You're so stupid. (computer beeping) What did he say? - 'So put my name down then.' Oh, he's so into you! (Monica laughing) - All right. (computer beeping) - He just sent you a private message from some burner account. 'I'll be your boyfriend. 'Your designs are amazing. 'I can't wait to see what you wear on our first date.' Oh, Chad's a sweetie. - Okay, so I should say, 'LOL, Chad. 'I can't believe you've slid into my private messages so quickly.' That works, right? - Perfect. (indistinct chatter) (computer beeping) 'This isn't Chad.' Okay, so who is this? With a wink emoji, for good measure. (computer beeping) - 'Someone who thinks you're beautiful.' (computer beeping) - 'I loved that shredded blue shirt you were wearing 'walking home from school today.' Wait, what? - Wait, that's kind of creepy, right? Like I'm starting to actually believe this isn't Chad. (computer beeping) - 'Someone who knows we're meant to be together, no matter what.' - Monica, this is creepy, right? This is so creepy. - So not Chad. Block him, block him now. - I'm blocking. (anxious music) - Harper! - What are you doing? - Harper! (friends laughing) Harper! No, no, no. - Shut up. - Give here. Come on, give it. - Harper, Harper! - (hands thudding) - Harper! Harper, no! - Hey? Buddy. - I needed to flip my hair. Stop (laughs). - Buddy? I need you to roll down your window. - Oh, my god, I love anything that's see-through and frilled... - This is Officer Floyd Blossom, can you run a plate for me? Yes, six, N-N-X. (anxious music) Put your hands on the car. (Floyd groaning) (indistinct chatter) (car thudding) - You're insane. (door thumping) (gentle music) (friends laughing) - You know I'm glad you're able to relax. - Oh, I'm glad you left finally out of that sentence. - Harper and her online account, they're gonna be fine, just fine. - I know. Harper just tells me I need to chill. - Does she really say 'chill'? - Yeah, she does, she's just like her father. Sarcasm and all. - Yes, nice. - Still can't believe how close we came to losing our baby. If she haven't gotten that heart. - But she did. Now look at her. It has been a remarkable year. We should actually have a party. You know, we should celebrate. - Wait, are we? - Yeah. - We're having a party. - You want some party planning. - Yeah. - Who's doing all that? - Me. - Oh! - That looks really good though. - Yeah, you want a piece of my cake? - I had a brownie. - I know. You should've saved something a little extra. - You're ridiculous. - You know what's actually ridiculous? How amazing this family is. You with your tenure. Harper with her your designs. - You with the coffee shop. - Why, of course. (both laughing) - My dreams are all coming true, babe. I mean, it's basically perfect. (tender music) Jenny Craig works. Start today and save $30 on your first weekly menu on our Rapid Results weight loss plan. - What was made today? - Everything. - Okay, well what the least fat content? - Probably this one. - Oh, it doesn't look like it, but I want it anyway. - Okay. There you go. - Thank you, thank you. - Yep. - So you think you're gonna tell your mom about those posts? They got kind of weird, right? - Um, hell no. You know how over-protective she is, she'll lose it. You can't tell her either. - Tell who what? - I gave Monica a free pastry. - Come on, that's not exactly a top-level secret. I mean, you don't even pay for coffee. - I am a professional taste tester. - Add that to your resume. (Harper laughing) - Well, that sounds like a great job. How do I get in on that? - Well, you practically live here so I'd say you're well on your way. - Here's your coffee, Russ. Oh god, that was supposed to be hot, wasn't it? I am so sorry. - It's no sweat, I'll drink whatever you make me. - Hey, no, I got ya man. I'll make you a new one on the house. - No, thanks, Joey, but I'll stick with this one. - You sure? - Yeah. That was a great post last night, Harper. I can't wait to see what designs you'll come up with next. - Thank you. - Is he one of your followers? - Yeah, he started following me last year when I had like two followers and I had to take what I could get (laughs). - It's more than I got. - And he thinks he's so hot. But what could be cooler than living in your parents' basement and writing the next great American novel. - Getting a free coffee all day? - Maybe it'll be a best seller? And I'll regret saying no to that date, one time, freshman year. - Call me crazy, but I think you made the right choice. - Yeah. (Harper laughing) No Edwards is the best. They literally get Vogue to come to the end of the year showcase. - Oh, it's just so far away. - Let me guess you want me to go into a stable field like accounting and live at home for the rest of my life? - No. - We do not. - It is time to cut the cord. - It's time. - (Layla gasping) - She's so dramatic. - I mean, you have to let me live my life at some point. - I'm just not ready. - It's not like I'm packing up and leaving tomorrow. We're talking like a year and a half away. Plenty of time to get ready. - Year and a half, plenty of time. - Yeah. And I don't know, maybe in the meantime, like design some outfits for you. - What's wrong with what I'm wearing? - Nothing. - What's wrong with my outfit? - There's nothing wrong with her outfit. - I'm a professor. - A hot professor. - Thanks, babe. - Okay. - Call 'em like I see 'em, babe. - Shotgun. - I think I look great! - You do, babe. Be a little hard to focus in class, but. - Guys, let's go! - Right. (upbeat music) (friends laughing) - Yeah, gonna be a pop quiz every Wednesday. I'm just like, I think you're missing the concept. For the sake of everyone in algebra two, nobody better explain it to her. - Hey, girls. - Hey. - Harper, hey? - What's up? - Someone left this for you. - Ooh, presents! - Let's see. - Oh, that's cute. - So cute. (suspenseful music) - Who's it from? - We'll be right back. This is him, isn't it? The guy who was messaging you. - Maybe not, there's no way to know for sure. - Harper, he found you. Online freak coming at you IRL. - How did he know to leave this for you here? - Hell if I know. I mean, I guess I tag pics on Insta when I'm here at the coffee shop. Look, everyone does that. - Everyone doesn't have a stalker determined to be their boyfriend. - You have to tell your parents. - You can't be serious. My mom will shut down my account. - Maybe it's not the worst thing. - Not happening. One creep is not gonna ruin my chance of the best design school in the world. - (Layla laughing) Hey, you. Hey Monica. How was school? - It's school. Happens on an almost a daily basis, so. It's normal. - I'll see you tomorrow, Harps. - All right. - Bye. - Bye. - Everything okay? Everything okay? - (anxious music) - Of course. - Of course. - Of course. - Of course. - That's your daughter. Never a straight answer. (Layla laughing) - Hey, can you help me? - Yeah. So who's the bear from? - It's nothing, just forget about it. (ELECTRONIC MUSIC) (DISTORTED ROARING) (GRUNTS) (SCREAMS) MAN: Are you alright, son? - Ugh, covalent bonds, I'm so over them. - If I read this for the 12th time, I'll finally get it right. - Have fun reading that. I'll read this. Uh, Harper. - What? - I think it's that guy again. Different account but it sounds like him. 'My favourites of your amazing outfits and designs. 'Hashtag "supportive boyfriend."' - What? Let me see. - Harps, those aren't just Insta photos. He knows who you are and where you live. This is not okay. - It's not a big deal. It's a teddy bear and some photos. - He's stalking you. - I don't care. My Insta account getting me into Edwards means everything to me. And I'm not gonna lose this chance. Not now. It's all good. - Having a stalker obsessed with you is not 'all good'. We have to tell someone. - My mom's already spent the last year on the verge of like locking me to tower Rapunzel-style. This will just send her over the edge. - I'm okay with that. - Well I'm not telling her and neither are you. What about our BFF pact? You wrote it. Besides, he's harmless. Like this chemistry test. (Harper sighing) - Fine. But I'm gonna need some chips to get me through this. - Get me some. - Mm-mm. - Yeah. They found his patrol car abandoned off the highway this morning. - Do they think it had anything to do with the missing neighbour? - I don't know. From what I hear, there's nothing to connect the two. - Well, I really hope if someone out there knows something, they'll say something. Hey, Monica. Study break time? - Is everything okay? - I think I have something to tell you. (muffled arguing) - Well that's it, just because... No, that doesn't even make sense to me. Because then it can be too late. You under-- Okay. I understand, yes. Thank you, Officer, thank you. - What'd he say? - Well, there's nothing the police can do at this point. Not without being able to prove the guy's a physical threat. - At least we made the call. It's good. - So that's it? We're just supposed to wait and hope this guy doesn't come back? There's nothing else we can do? - Hey, they're gonna figure it out, okay. - I mean, if someone tries to hurt our baby girl... - I know. - You can't make me shut it down. - Harper. - No, I've worked too hard. I'll lose all my followers and I'll ruin everything. - We are not trying to sabotage your future, honey. We just want you to be safe. - But it's not that big of a deal. - Honey, it is a big deal. This isn't some internet troll. This guy knows where we live. - Can you stop being so frustrating. Just let me be a normal kid and you be a normal mom. - I'm sorry, but being worried comes with a normal mom gig. This guy could be dangerous, honey. - This will destroy my career before it's even started. - Honey, I'm sorry, but this is the way that it has to be. - Can you please talk some sense into her. - Sweetheart, your mother is right. (sorrowful music) - But that's not fair. - I know. It's not fair. You can do a goodbye post but then we're shutting down your account tonight. - Honey, we are just trying to protect you. (Harper sobbing) - Hi, everyone. So welcome to my last post. This is the last thing I thought I'd be doing today. And I really, really don't wanna say goodbye but my mom is making me. I just wish she'd just stop interfering with my life. But starting this account and taking my first few steps as a fashion designer has always been a dream of mine. (suspenseful music) And I'm gonna continue designing with all the inspiration you've given me. And I just, I just wanna say thank you for your support and I just have no words. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. For supporting me. For following me. You have no idea how much it means to me. (anxious music) (man yelling) - I need her! - (fists thudding) - And I'll be back. But for now, goodbye, everybody. - I have a really good idea. How about tonight, we order a tonne of Thai food and watch a really bad rom-com? - No. - How about pizza? - Nope. - How about ice cream? - Nope. (Layla sighing) - Good talk. - Yep. - What's that? - Oh, hey Russ. Oh, these are just some thank you gifts that we're gonna hand out to everyone who helped us get through Harper's surgery. We're gonna give them out at Harper's party. - My invitation must've got lost in the mail. I'm just kidding. That was a bad joke, I'm sorry. - No, it wasn't not at all. And of course we would love to have you. Please come. - Thanks, I appreciate it. - On one condition. - What's that? - Will you help me cut out these hearts? - Sure (chuckles). - Thank you. (Layla laughing) - Harper, you are gonna totally forget being mad at me when you see what I got for you. Bam! - What's that? - Oh, that? Just Chad's phone number that he gave to me with strict instructions on giving it to you. (Joey chuckling) - Are you serious? - Deadly serious. (Monica laughing) - What? - He gave it to me on the bus after a speech competition. - I came in second and-- - No, no, no, no. Chad wants to ask me out? This just maybe the greatest day of my life. Wait, should I call them? I should call him. - No, not yet, don't be crazy. You got to play it cool, woman. - Play it cool. - All right, play cool. (Monica laughing) What would I do without you? Love you. - Love you. - I'm happy to see there's someone Harper's not furious at. - Yeah, I heard she had to shut down her account. - Yeah. - You know, she may not realise it now, but one day she'll see you were just trying to protect her. - Thanks, Russ. That's sweet. - Afternoon cafe latte. - Joey, you're the best. I don't know what I do without you. - I'm happy to help. - Thank you. - You good, Russ? - Thanks, yeah. - And we are done, last one! - Boom. - Nice. Here, I'll help you. - Oh, thanks. Hey, Joey, I gotta run out for a couple minutes, I'll be back. All right? Bye, girls. Bye, Harper. Don't be mad at me. I'm your mother. Thank you so much again for helping, Russ. - Yeah, no problem. - Hey, do you mind coming a little early tomorrow morning? - Yeah, sure. - There's some things I need to do... - Yeah, no problem. (anxious music) - Oh my god! - Hey, careful, there's glass. - Oh, my photo books. Looks like our Harper's stalker found a new target. - I'm sorry, here. - Thanks. - Yeah. - And you don't recall any unusual behaviour from anyone at the counter today? - No. - Any customers angry with the service? Students upset with their grades, might want to teach you a lesson? - Nothing stands out. No. - No, just a normal day. We had the morning rush, then the regulars who tend to set up shop and stay the day. And being across the street from the campus, we get a steady stream of college kids but no one suspicious. - Sorry to say, this is not a whole lot to go on. - What do you mean? What about fingerprints or tracking the paint? Anything. - We'll check for fingerprints, but on a car in a public lot? As for the paint, I doubt the vandal used a special brand, only available at one store that has high tech surveillance equipment. - We don't think it's a vandal, we think it's the same stalker that we reported before. - Yeah, and you're telling us what? You can do nothing, again. - I'm telling you the chances of finding this guy are slim. (suspenseful music) I'd suggest getting some surveillance equipment of your own. A security camera in your parking lot would be a good preventative measure. As well as being able to capture any repeat performances. - We can do that. - We'll do it. - Someone will be in touch. - Thank you. - Okay, we'll put 'em up. Detective Canavan didn't even pretend to reassure us. - I appreciated his honesty. It's better than a false sense of security. I mean, with this thing if the cops don't catch the stalker, maybe we can ID him. Just another step in keeping Harper safe. - Yeah, not to mention you. - (scoffs) Don't worry about me, I'm fine. - Oh yeah, like that's gonna happen. This stalker's pissed that you're the one who made Harper shut down her account. That you're crushing her dreams. (car horn hooting) (engine revving) Hey, hey, hey, come on, honey, honey. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Is this is how's it's gonna be from now on? Constantly looking over our shoulders. - No, we're not going to let him win. - Toughen up. - Toughen up. - That's my tough girl right there. - Oh no! Oh, god, no, no, no, no. - You never know. - Oh, really? - No, I'll do it. - Yeah, you are. - What? - What is that smell? - Why does it smell like garlic bread? - Harper? - Harper? - Wait. Stay there, you guys are-- - What is that? - What is happening-- - Whoa. - I swear if you guys would've been another 10 minutes, this would've all being cleaned up. - You're cooking! - What's happening? - I think she's cooking. - This was supposed to be the perfect apology dinner. - Wait, no, it smells amazing. I mean, nothing's burnt, so that's... That's close to perfect. - Well, I used your special recipe, and everything's made from scratch. - Oh honey, you didn't have to do any of this stuff for us. - No, I did. And I am so sorry. - Why? - Because I shouldn't have gotten so mad about everything and this guy's like a total wacko, and you tried to tell me and I didn't listen. And now he's after you, it's just like, everything sucks. - Oh, honey, listen, okay. All we have to do is just get like a really big cleaning crew to help us clean this mess up. It's not a big deal. - Mom, I was talking about the creeper. - I know, I know, all joking aside; I'm really happy that you're taking this seriously. Which is why you will understand why we want you to carry this. - Mace? - Mace. - Why? - Why? - Because we want you to be able to protect yourself. (gentle music) - Okay, here's a little pick me up. - Thanks, hon. Did you know that 85% of stalkers know their victims? - Well, for some reason, I don't feel like we fit into that statistic. - Of course we do. He knows where we live, he knew what car was mine, and he knew to destroy the photo books. - Yeah, but if it's someone we know, why harass her online? - Good question. Look. It gives them a shield and makes them bolder. They find strength in anonymity. - OK, all right. (phone vibrating) - Feels like your phone's blowing up. - Yeah. They're private messages from Harper's Insta Pixer account. - What the hell? - He hacked Harpers profile and reactivated her account. - Oh my god. (anxious music) He's taking this too far. - From what? What is he gonna do? - How could someone even do this? All right, that's enough of this. I'm gonna give this guy a piece of my mind. - No, honey, wait-- - Honey. I'm not gonna-- - Maybe he'll slip up and give us a hint. Type, um, 'And you think she deserves you?' Question Mark. 'That you're good enough for her?' (suspenseful music) (phone beeping) - Wait a minute, back up. (Layla scoffing) - What is that? - Damn, he blocked me. - If I had any tech skills, I would shut this psycho down for good. - I think I know somebody who can help us. - You need me to say anything? - Hey, it's me. Do you have a sec? (upbeat music) (door knocking) Hey. Can you do it? - Sure I can hack into Harper's Insta Pixer account and destroy any trace of it, that's the easy part. - Great. How about tracking down that guy's IP address? - Yeah, that's the hard part. Under normal circumstances, in a heartbeat. In this case, well, internet trolls aren't big on being obvious with her identity. So I don't know how far I'm gonna get. - Well, just promise me you'll try? An Insta Pixer stalker isn't high priority for a cop. Even one that's graduated to vandalism. - I'll give it a shot. - Thank you. - I'll take my thanks in caffeine. - (laughs) Okay, you got it. Oh, speaking of owing you caffeine. Thank you so much for editing that heart-aversary party video. It really means a lot to me. - Yeah. - Because you know if it would've been left to Derek or I we would've just thrown together some pathetic PowerPoint slideshow or something. - Yeah, that bit that you scrapped together, well I scrapped that, started over. (Layla laughing) So is Harper any more excited for her party? - Oh yeah, totally. Yeah. She keeps calling it her, 'Yay Me' party. - Wow. Well, how's Harper handling all this stalker stuff? - Hmm, you know, at first annoyingly well. All of this stuff has not phased her nearly as much as I think it should have. - God, what's that say about kids these days? - Right? - You know, the internet creeps are normalised. You know, if they could see all the things that I've seen in all the dark corners of the internet, just about how far that level of disturbing goes. - I can't even imagine. I mean, the good thing about the attack on my car is that at least Harper understands that this is really dangerous. - Well, I certainly understand. And I'm gonna do everything I can - to track this guy down. - (phone ringing) But sadly, I can't make any promises. - Right, hey Derek, what's going on? - You better get over here. - Okay. All right, babe, I'll be right there. (anxious music) - I'm sorry, I have to go. - Yeah, I'm gonna get to work. - Thanks again. - Don't forget my caffeine. - Oh, god. - Yeah. - You're kidding me. - No. I found it like this. - Please tell me you got something on video. - I wish. I checked, but there's nothing. The video just goes static all of sudden. - Damn it. You were right, Derek. Just brazenly destroying our camera. I mean, who knows what else he'll do. - I know. (car horn hooting) (dramatic music) (Harper screaming) (elbow thudding) (man groaning) (mace hissing) (man groaning) (upbeat music) Let me know when you get an image. - I just don't understand why there's no picture. - Okay, if you could stop pressing buttons and maybe just give it a second. Hold on (chuckles). Okay, do you see an image? - No, there's no image. - Okay, hold on, hold on. Paige? Hey. Please tell me you have something. - I wish. The dude used a VPN and rerouted his IP address through France. It's a dead end. He can't be tracked online. - Damn it. - How's it going here? - Slowly. - Oh, not bad, just trying to configure the wireless setting for the cameras. - Want me to take a look? - Oh, please, have at it. - Okay, all right. (phone ringing) - Oh, it's Harper. Hey, baby, how was your French quiz? What? Honey, slow down, I can't understand you. - Well, it's nice to see you're finally doing something. - With there's new developments, we're gonna be taking this threat very, very seriously. - There you go, it's about time, thank you. - Let me assure you, Mr. Woods that catching this guy is our number one priority. You all try to get some rest now. - Joke. - I can't, honey. I can't wait, I can't do this, I'm not gonna be able to sit and just wait-- - Okay, okay. We've just gotta get her outta here. - Okay, what you thinking? - How about your sisters? - Portland? - Yeah. I can get my school stuff situated. She can just spend the rest of the semester in Portland. That way, we'll know she'll be safe. - I like it. - Yeah. - Let's do it. All right, brilliant. I'll call my sister. Just gotta get her on board. Are you craving a big burger? (HIP-HOP MUSIC) Well, ours are a foot long. You won't need fries with that. SONG: # Someone turn it up... # The iconic Subway Footlong sub. - Oh god, what happened now? - Hey, sweetie? - Mm-hmm? - Your father and I wanna talk to you about something. - Okay. - We talked to your Aunt Raquel and we think it's best that you and your mom stay with her for just a bit. - Oh, so like a week or two? - Long enough for this stalker to move on. And you will finish out your junior year in Portland. - What? No, no, fricking way. - I know it's a lot to take in. - No, there's no taking it in. Because it's not happening. What about your job? You can't just ditch. And your party, you worked so hard on. - Well, I'll take a leave of absence and we can reschedule the party for summer, it's probably better anyway. - This is our best option. - How is ruining my life the best option? - Honey, we're not ruining your life, - we're trying to protect you. - By making me miss prom? Okay, what about my friend, you know what, I am not going. - Oh, you're going. - You're going, after what happened today. - I handled it, I'm fine. - You handled it? - Yes. - That man attacked you today. What if something worse would've happened? - You know, I bet you're glad this happened. - Okay, that right there, that's enough. This is not easy for anybody, honey. - You know what, just stop. - Harper? - Stop. - Harper. - Stop! Like what if I had to wear rubber boots to prom? Or like what if I'm at a new age-y school that doesn't even believe in prom? - What if the only school is still taking students are the kinds with uniforms. - How was that helpful? - Sorry, I thought we were playing the what if game. I'm sure everyone will love the style you've developed. Just like, you know, they're starting to here. - I lost it, like, completely, totally insane. - So their theory is what? Out of sight, out of mind? - Like what if the stupid stalker keeps right on stalking? Like what, I supposed to live in Portland for the rest of my life and never post online again. It's like, they have not thought this through. - Wait, what? Portland? - Yep. You're gonna have to handle the rush without me hopefully getting in your way every day (chuckles). - You could never get in my way. - Oh, thanks. But no, for real, it's gonna get a whole lot quieter around here, since my mentally unstable mother is like dragging me off to my aunts. - But you're gonna hate it there. - I know. That's what I keep trying to tell her, but they won't listen. - No that's bull. You shouldn't have to leave. Your parents can't force you to do anything you don't wanna do. - Uh, yeah, okay. - Look, when my parents tried to ship me off to college, I had to let them know no way, no chance, no how. Now take a couple of classes but I'm gonna stay right here and finish my novel whether they like it or not. - Right. That's exactly the same situation. - Look, I had to fight for it and that's what you have to do - and show them that you can-- - Thank you for the advise, Russ. I'm sure it'll be really helpful for Harper's talk with her parents. - Thanks, Russ. - Here's your coffee. - Thanks. - I better go. I'm gonna miss you at school today. - For the first time in history, I just wish I was there with you. I just wish everything would go back to normal. - Me too. Bye. - Bye. - Hey, at least here with me and your dad, you're safe. - Yeah, thanks, Joey. You know, you're the only part of being put on coffee shop lockdown that doesn't suck. Love ya. - I can't tell you how much this means to us, Raquel. Having Harper safe is our first priority right now. Oh, thanks. Okay, well, I'll send you my email confirmation of our flights. All right, talk soon. (suspenseful music) (dramatic music) (Layla groaning) (Layla coughing) (anxious music) Ow, god! - Miss. Woods! Are you okay? - Russ? - Can you stand? - I think so. Just got the air knocked out of me. (Layla groaning) - Here, let's get over here. - I got you. - Thank you. (Layla groaning) Oh, god. What was that? - What happened? (suspenseful music) - You didn't see or hear anything suspicious? - No, it was dark, I was on the phone. I didn't see anything. He came out of nowhere and he hit me and that's all I know. - Okay. Well, if you remember anything you call me right away. - Okay. Thank you. - Also just to keep you posted on where we're at, this is no longer just a stalking investigation, this is an aggravated assault investigation. - You think he was trying to kill me? - I don't know. But we found the body of Floyd Blossom. - Oh, my god. - I'm sorry. (Layla sobbing) We don't know if it's related but we have to be extremely careful. I don't wanna sugar coat it, this man may have hurt others, he tried to hurt you, he will try again. But don't worry, we're gonna find him. - Hmm, okay, thank you. Thank you. (Layla sobbing) It's okay, baby. (anxious music) Wow, you're up early. - Good morning, just about ready to go to class. - You're not seriously thinking about going to work today? - Of course I have to go to work, honey. I have to tell the kids that I'm taking a leave of absence. - No. - What they can expect - for the rest of the semester. - You don't, baby. - Talk to the dean. - No, but this isn't about them. This is about you. - I understand that. - You almost got killed last night. I think that warrants taking a day off. (Layla sobbing) - I don't know what to do. - Hey, come on. - I don't know what to do. - I'm gonna keep you safe. I'm gonna keep you and Harper safe. I promise you. You know that. I will never let anybody hurt you. Or my family. Never. - So while Dr. Levine will be taking over the classes, I will still be conducting online discussions. - and bef... - (phone vibrating) Um, sorry. So also your second paper is due next week. - No excuses. - (phone vibrating) I know I've always said no phones in class. I just think someone's trying to get ahold of me. (anxious music) Sorry, what was I saying? (phone vibrating) Excuse me. (tense music) Um... I, uh... (phone vibrating) I have to, um... (phone vibrating) Um... I'm gonna end class early today. It's a family emergency. So, if you need to get ahold of me, you can reach me via email. (phone vibrating) - So stalker's texting you now? - Yes, and calling me of course from a block number. - Oh, buddy. - Look I know you couldn't track his IP address, please tell me you can trace it from this. - Like kindergartner in art class. Threatening creep factor aside, this is good. - I was hoping you'd say that. - Okay, so IP addresses, those can get tricky, but texts, those are a whole lot easier to track. I won't be able to get an exact location, but-- - Just tell me anything. - Just give me a second to triangulate the signal. (key ticking) (tense music) Got it. So the texts are coming from a phone within these couple of blocks. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute. That's Deja Vu Brew. - What? - He's there! Oh my God, okay, I have to call Derek. - Can I have your phone? - Yes, yes. - Call the police and tell them to send someone to the coffee shop. (phone beeping) (phone ringing) Derek, it's me. The stalker is there. He's at Deja Vu Brew right now. - What? Right now? What are you talking about? - He's been texting and calling me and Paige traced his number and he's right there in the coffee shop. - There's like no one here. - That's impossible. - Paige? - Yeah. - Is it possible to call back a blocked number? - Believe it or not, star 69 does the trick. - Okay, we're gonna call the number right now. (phone ringing) What, what is it? - The phone, it's Russ'. - It's Russ'? Are you sure? - Yeah, the ringing is coming from his bag. Crap, he's packing up his stuff. What am I supposed to do? - Are the police on their way? - They said they were only a few minutes out. - Okay, Derek, I need you to keep him there. The police will be there any minute. You just have to stall him, okay. I'll be right over. - Thank you. - Yeah. - Hey, Russ. How's it going? - Hey, good, I guess, what's up? - And the book, book's going well? - Yeah, it's good. Actually managed to blow up the spaceship today. So progress. - Oh, right, that's, you know what, listen, there's something really important I need to talk to you about. - Is everything okay? - Yeah, yeah, no, everything's cool. - Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on. Okay. - Is this about what's going on with Harper? Sounds rough, man. I'm sorry. - Yeah, no, no, no, it's not, it's not about Harper. - What's not about me? - What are you doing out here? - Am I just supposed to sit in your office all day? Didn't realise I was a prisoner. - No, that's not what I said. I just said, what are you doing out here? That's all... - Okay, Why are you weirding out? - I'm not being weird. I'm not, actually this is pretty normal. - Oh, you're the picture normal. - Okay, can you just go back to the office? - No. - Great, good chat, good chat. Good talk. - Oh, hi. - There you go. Ice caramel mocha. - Hold up, hold up. I forgot to ask you. - Move! Let's go! Damn it. - So about the, about the spaceship just blew, - just blew it up? - Yeah. Another time, I actually gotta meet someone, so. - Yeah, um. - Dude. - Look, okay, hold on, hold on. No, hold on, Layla wanted to talk to you. She said she know some people over at the University Press and it could be a good connection. I don't know, but she's gonna here, you know like in, any minute now. - Okay. But later, I'm out. - Joey, check the phone. - What the hell, man. - Take a look. Check for a phone, Joey. - I'm looking, I'm looking, I'm looking. - What do you want with my phone? - Every pocket. - Got it. - That's not my phone. Give me back my bag. That's not my phone! - That's not your phone? - No. - Let's go, come on, come on. - (siren blaring) - You threaten my family. Are you stalking my daughter? - What are you talking about, I'd never hurt Harper. - Don't even say her name. (anxious music) - Derek! - Where's Harper? - Stay down! She's fine, she's fine. - All right, good job, Mr. Woods, we'll take it from here. - Oh, my god, are you okay. - I'm fine, I'm fine. - You've got it all wrong. - If I had a nickel for every time I heard that. Is that the phone? Looks like we found your stalker. - You've gotta believe me, guys, come on. You know what my phone looks like. You've seen me on it. You know, that's not mine. Come on, guys! - Thank you. It's okay, it's gonna be all right, come on. It's okay. (gentle music) - I still can't believe Russ would do such a thing. - Me either. - I mean, I can. - What? - I mean now looking back at it like even though I totally turned him down he'd still make these like stupid, flirty remarks. Like he thought he was being cute but really it was just like (groans). - Oh, come on. Why didn't you say something? I would've kicked him out a long time ago. - Right? - I never really thought it was like a big deal. Me and Monica just thought he was like, weird not crazy. - Well, the next time, anything like that happens you let us know right away, got it? - It's gotten. - I am just grateful that, you know, we can all get back to a normal life. - Normal? It's not like mom's gonna go back to her 'Yay Me' party. (Derek gasping) - Oh, Yay Me party's happening. We have to celebrate you, my darling. - Can I help you? - Yes, get me a paper towel. - Okay. - Let's do something. (upbeat music) # On Monday here, the weekend gone # They better hurry # - Tell me it's not true. - Specifics, Mon, give me something to go off on. - It's all over school. Did you actually turn Chad down when he asked you out? - It's not a big deal. - Oh contraire. You've been crushing on Chad since like the second grade. - You're ridiculous. He moved here until like the seventh grade. - See, I bet you know the exact date he arrived. - Hopefully I'm not that pathetic. - You are if you really did turn down the date. - What would we have done anyway? He probably would've wanted to take me somewhere lame, it's not like we have anything in common to talk about, so, been a total disaster. - Ur, no. Turning down Chad is the real disaster here. - What, you turned Chad down? - Will everyone quit making this such a big deal. Yes, I turned down Chad. Who cares? - You do! - Harper, this is what you always wanted. - It is. Okay, I mean, look at Russ. Like we thought he was just your everyday weirdo. It turns out he's a total whack job. And like, what if Chad ends up being some kind of like closet serial killer who wants to dissect, I don't know, bunnies or something. - You're the one who told me he wouldn't even kill a spider in English class. Remember? He set it free outside and instead. - Okay, fine, maybe he's normal. But what about everyone else? There's crazies everywhere. - So you're just never gonna go out, ever? - Probably not. - Harper, you can't live your life this way. You're safe, honey. We caught the stalker. I mean, look, if I had my way I'd cover you in bubble wrap for the rest of my life. - I know. - But you've worked really hard to live a normal life and you can't let this fear stand in the way. - Exactly. Your normal life. When that doesn't include your moving to Portland but does include your dating that hottie that finally asked you out. - Okay, here's the deal. If you don't wanna go out with Chad, you don't have to, that's your choice. - Right. - Right. But I think that you kind of do. I think that you wanna go out with him, you're just afraid. 'Cause he's really cute. - He is cute. - Yeah. - Yeah. - You wanna go out with him? - Yes. - You wanna go out with him? Yes, you do, I knew it. - Are you gonna? - Yes. (Layla gasping) - She's gonna go out with him. - (friends laughing) (gentle music) (upbeat music) (indistinct chatter) (cork popping) - There you... Oh, that's subtle, that's real subtle. I sure the CIA recruits be calling any day now. - Oh, come on, Dad, it's a special occasion. - Is it? - Yeah, Mr. Woods, look, she's like breathing and stuff. - Good point. - (Harper laughing) - Breathing. - Yeah. - Oh, okay, okay. - Hi! Oh, my gosh, thank you for coming. I just wanna say thank you so much for everything you did for Harper. You are the reason that she's here today. - Because it is a special occasion. - Yeah. - Yes. And you are very, very special people now in my life. - No. - Oh, yes. - No. - That's not special. - Oh, this is so special. 'Cause you're very special friends to my lovely daughter. And thank you for being such a dear friend. - Is this as good as it's gonna get? - Yes, this is as good as it's gonna get. - Thanks, Mr. Woods. - Thank you. - You're welcome. Cheers. Ah, kids. - Was our daughter just trying to get champagne? - Yeah, your daughter is pretty shameless, I have to say. But her dad gave her some this bubbly soda. - Oh, good, I'm glad you did. - Some discipline. (both laughing) - Turned out all right, didn't it? - It's a fantastic thing. - Thanks. Oh, my. Could you ever have imagined a year ago that we'd be standing here right now watching our baby have a second chance at life? - No. Not when every breath was a struggle. And not when we were just waiting to hear that next beep from her heart monitor. - Just dying inside every time the phone rang and it wasn't the heart transplant team. - Yeah. - But you know what, baby? - Hmm. - We made it. Our baby girl, she made it. And we are right now, we really are watching our beautiful girl living her best life. To you, being a great mother. Oh, honey. - Cheers. - (glasses jingling) - Cheers. (gentle music) - I never thought I'd lose the who's more interesting contest to piece of chicken. - Well, here we are. - Yeah. (cutlery clanging) Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. - It's okay, I'm kidding. - Oh, no. I'm just a little nervous. - 'Cause you've been into me for so long? - What? (Chad laughing) - Was that Monica? I swear to god I'm gonna kill her. Like death by a thousand cuts. - Okay, we've got a vicious side, it's good to know. - No, I'm not actually psycho. No, it's was just this documentary I saw about the Ming Dynasty in China. And, and I... Okay, great, you think I'm a total dork. Great, best person ever. - No (laughs). Are you talking about the one that came out last year? - Yeah, wait, you saw it? - Yeah, I watched it with my parents. - Your parents? - Yeah. It turns out I'm the total dork. - Another total dork. - Yeah. Yeah, I watch documentaries with my mom and dad. - That's sweet though. - Why didn't you ever say anything about liking me before? I mean, we could have been nerding out of the documentaries this whole time. - Oh, no. I don't know. I don't know, maybe because you're you and I'm me. - Yes, yes. Captain obvious, that's true. - No, I just... I... - Um... - What is it? Harper, you okay? - Uh, yeah. Wait what were we talking about? Oh, right, how you're like gonna ask me out a long time ago. - Hold on, hold on. I've got to add faulty memory to the list of things I'm worrying about you tonight. (both chuckling) - Well, cheers. - I know, I know I'm on my way. - You're still at work? - Yes, but I'm leaving in five minutes, okay. - You're never gonna make it back in time. Harper and Chad could be home any minute. - Oh, really, damn. Okay, I'll hurry. Honey, you just have to play good cop and bad cop till I get there, okay. - Well, without you their only getting bad cop. - Derek, you need to be nice. Remember we're trying to encourage our daughter to have a normal life. - Baby, I am not ready for this. (suspenseful music) - Okay, you made it through our daughter having a heart transplant. We survived her having a stalker, we need to be supportive on her first date, please. - Hold on, I think they're pulling up right now. - You better be nice. I mean it. - Honey, I can't hear ya. - You're, it's a bad connec-- - Derek? - You're break-- OK. - Derek? Hello? Okay. - So on a scale of one to 19. - (laughs) To 19? Okay. - How would you rate this date? - Oh, um, well, I gave you an eight. - Oh! An eight? - How hard will you work to make our next date even better? - Okay, okay, so it was a 19. - We'll give it like a solid 16. - Okay, okay. I mean, I did have to compete with the chicken for the first part of the evening, so 16's not bad. (gentle music) - Well, I should go. - Wait. About this whole internet famous thing-- - Yeah, I know, that's why you asked me out. I get it. - Oh yeah, that's why I noticed you. But I'm glad it happened. 'Cause if it hadn't and I didn't get to know you, well that would've sucked. - Really? - Really. Kind of digging you, Harper Woods. (blind whizzing) (window knocking) Oh my god. - Kill me now. I am so sorry. It's not my... (suspenseful music) - (Chad chuckling) - Don't laugh, don't laugh. - It's funny (laughs). - I should go. - Say hi to your dad for me. (Chad laughing) - He's gonna to be okay. Bye. (anxious music) (dramatic music) (Chad groaning) (club thudding) (anxious music) (car door thudding) (Layla gasping) - Oh, my god! Oh, my god, Chad? Chad. Oh, jeez. Derek! Derek! Call an ambulance! Honey, are you okay? God, what happened? Hey, Chad? Chad, what happened? Derek! (Chad groaning) - He's gonna be okay, right? - Of course he is, sweetheart. Paramedics said he suffered a concussion, a few broken ribs, but hey, he's gonna be fine. - But he's so nice to everyone. Like why would anyone wanna hurt him? (anxious music) Russ isn't the stalker, is he? He's still out there. - Yes, he is. - Great. - Is she asleep? - Yeah, she's finally asleep. I just can't believe it. - I know, I mean I was so sure it was Russ. So sure we'd finally caught the guy. How does this happen? How? - I just don't understand how Russ ended up with the phone. Someone went to the trouble to plant it? - They must have. But who? - Hey, babe. I have to go to my meeting now. You've gotta to watch Harper, Joey's out there with her right now, so you can finish that, she'll be fine for a few minutes. - Okay. You do know, it's insane that this is what our lives have come to? (Layla sighing) Like being afraid to leave our daughter alone for even a minute. - I don't even wanna leave her at all. I have to go, though. - I'll hurry back. - Yeah. Hurry back. - I love you. - Hey, Mrs. Woods. - Yeah. - Cappuccino to go for ya? - Really? - Sure. - Is it decaf? - Yeah, of course. - You're the best. Hey. - Hi. - What you doing? - Designing. - Hmm. Well you know, honey, just because you're not in school doesn't mean you don't have to do any work. - You're such a mom, I'll get it done. I swear. - Okay, I'm gonna trust you on that. And when I get back I wanna see some conjugated French verbs, okay? - Well how long are you gonna be gone? - Just about an hour. I'm gonna have a meeting with the Dean and then I'll come right back. - Okay, well hurry up. - Hey. I wish I didn't have to go. I just wanna get this leave of absence thing taken care of right away. - No, I know. Thanks for doing this. I know you have like a lot going on right now. - Do you know you're the most important thing in my life? And Dad's too. - I know. - Yeah? - Hmm-uh. - And until this thing gets resolved I'm not letting you out of my sight not for a second, okay? - Thanks, mom. - And you can thank me when we're tailing you to prom. - Hey wait. When you're done can we visit Chad at the hospital? I called his mom and he's awake now so he can have visitors. - Yeah, I think that's a good idea. - Hey, Joey. - Yeah? - Will you watch my girl for me? - Always. - Thank you. Hey, you. French verbs. Now. (rock music) The food was tasty, the variety available to you is great. VOICEOVER: Jenny Craig works. I've lost 28 kilos with the help of Jenny Craig. I can honestly say that I've loved every moment of being on the program. The food was tasty, the variety available to you is great. On Rapid Results... Start today and save $30 on your first weekly menu on our Rapid Results weight loss plan. - Of course! (phone beeping) (phone ringing) - Hey, hon, what's up? - The cameras. - What? What are you talking about, honey? - The day that Russ was arrested the cameras were recording, right? - Yeah, but since Russ isn't the stalker... - Okay, honey, listen to me. The guy who framed Russ must've been there to plant the phone in his bag. The cameras would've picked up that footage. - What are you doing? - Trying to fix the cold brew. Of course, it's on the one day everyone's ordering them. - That's unfortunate. - Yeah. - Babe, you are a genius. - Harper? - What? - Get in here quickly, come on. - What's going on? - Here, close the door. I have to search the security footage. Your mom realised, it must've caught the person who framed Russ. - Oh, awesome, let's do it. (tense music) - All right, get your mom on speaker. (telephone beeping) - Hey, mom. - Anything? - There's nothing there. - The only person who goes near Russ is Beck and Joey and it's just to deliver coffee. - No, go back. Maybe we missed something. - It's Joey. - It's, it's not Joey. - Look, honey, there's no way. Come on. - Yes, that's everything that I read about online stalking. I mean, Harper you must have noticed his monster crush on you? (anxious music) - Well, yeah. I mean, look, it's Joey, it's not like we go out or anything. - Yes, we could. I've being there the entire time. I'll never let you down, Harper. - No, just because someone seems harmless, doesn't mean they are. Look closer. - Nothing is happening. - Rewind for me, rewind a second. What about, wait, right there, right there. - What the hell. Oh my god. - What, what, what'd you find? - It's true, it's Joey. But why, why would he wanna hurt me? - I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you more than anything, Harper. I just wanted you for myself. - Okay, Derek, don't let on that you know anything, just behave like it's a normal day, okay? Derek? (phone beeping) (Layla sighing) Damn it. Hey, Carol, I'm gonna have to call the Dean and reschedule. Okay, I'll call in a bit. I'm so sorry. (tyres screeching) (car door thudding) (anxious music) Harper? Derek? Oh my god. Derek? Honey, honey, what happened? Oh god, who did this to you? - Joey, he took, he took Harper. - Took her where? (suspenseful music) (engine humming) - How you doing back there, Harp? It's gonna be all right. (phone beeping) (phone ringing) - 9-1-1, what's your emergency? - Hi, my daughter's been taken my husband's been attacked. I need an ambulance at Deja Vu Brew. 113, Tiger Drive. Yeah, it's right across from campus. Please hurry. - Harper? - I'm calling, I'm calling. Please pick up, please pick up. - It's gonna be all right. (phone ringing) - (Harper Recording) This is Harper. I don't usually check my voicemail, but I... (phone ringing) - (Harper Recording) This is Harper. I don't... (phone beeping) (phone ringing) - (Harper Recording) This is Harper, I don't... (phone beeping) (phone ringing) - (Harper Recording) This is Harper. - I don't usually check my-- - Damn it, it keeps going to voicemail. (phone beeping) (phone ringing) - This is me. - Paige, Joey took Harper. I need you to track her phone, please. - Yes, of course. Hold on one second, I've almost got him. I see them. They're heading out of town, Route 24. I'll keep tracking. - Okay, stay on the phone with me. - We've gotta save her. - No, you're not going anywhere. The police are coming. - There's not enough time-- - Baby, lay down. The ambulance will be here in a second, I've gotta go! Paige, I'm still here. (sirens blaring) (tense music) (phone ringing) - Damn it! Okay. Give me the phone. - No, please, Joey, stop. - Just give me the phone. Give it to me! - Stop, no! - Give it. Oh look, it's your mom. - They've stopped moving. They're about five miles ahead. - Trying to keep us apart again. (phone ringing) - (shattering) - I don't think so, trying to send you away! - Crap. - I'm so sorry-- - What? - I lost the signal. - What does that mean, Paige? - Just keep going straight, you're heading for the last location he had her at. - (phone smashing) - Try to separate us? Want you outta my life. Damn it! Not anymore. What you think you're doing, huh? - Please. - Okay, another minute or so. You should reach the spot. - Okay. (tense music) (engine humming) - No! - Stop. Please, stop! (Harper screaming) (Joey groaning) (hood thudding) (Joey groaning) Harper! - God. Come on, baby, come on, baby. (gasps) Paige, I found his car. Paige, I'll call you back. Harper? Harper? Harper?! (anxious music) - Harper, I'm not gonna hurt you. Stop! Harper. Harper. Harper, stop! (tense music) Stop! - (Harper screaming) - Stop, stop! Shut up! It wasn't supposed to be this way, you know. My mom died from her heart condition. I was too young to do anything about it. But when you were diagnosed, it was like a second chance. I was there for you. We were meant to be together. Stop fighting it! - Joey, why are you doing this, you're my best friend. - Friends? I love you, Harper. - If you love me, let me go. - You think I'm gonna let you go? So you can run back to that jackass Chad? - If I only know how you felt. - How could you not know? I've always been there for you. I supported you from the beginning. Chad just wants you to now because you're internet famous. Don't you see that? - Then why not tell me? Why follow me online? - You never noticed me. Not like that. I had to do something to get your attention. - You have my attention. - No, I don't! It was supposed to be just the two of us. But now that you're famous. - Please don't, no, no. - If you won't be with me... - Please! (Joey shushing) (Harper coughing) - Stop. (Joey shushing) (Joey shushing) (dramatic music) (club thudding) (Layla grunting) - Get your hands off my daughter. Hey, baby, baby. Hey, hey, hey, hey. (sirens blaring) Hey. (Harper sobbing) - Mrs. Woods, this is Detective Canavan. Paige Mark called me, where are you? (Harper wailing) (Harper crying) (gentle music) (Joey groaning) - Where's Harper? Harper. Come on, tell them it's a mistake. I wouldn't hurt you, Harper, I love you. Get off me. - I'm so sorry. - Harper! - I'm so sorry (sobs). - What about Russ? We had him arrested for nothing. - It's okay, honey. - Harper! - It's all gonna be okay. - You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. - It's over now, okay. You're safe. Hey. - I love you, mom. - I love you too, baby. (gentle music) - She's coming, she's coming, she's coming. - Hey. - Hello. - Oh, hey. - So what's the verdict? - Have a seat. - Okay. - So, your father and I, we've discussed it and we have decided... You can relaunch your Insta Pixer account. - For real? - Hmm-uh. - For real. - You guys are the best. - Ah. - Nah. - There's more. - More. - We got some conditions. - What are the conditions? - Well, for starters, no more showing your face on your online account. - Well then how am I supposed to model my designs? - Hmm, that's a good question. - Hmm. - You know, I have faith in your resourcefulness. You're a pretty savvy young lady. I think you all have to figure it out. - Okay, agreed. - Okay, next. You cannot share any more personal information. No names, no places, nothing that can be traced... (Harper excitedly screaming) - (Layla laughing) - Thank you. Okay, got it! - Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. - Up, up, up. - One more thing, sit. - What? - I want you to design some outfits for me. - Really? - Yeah, but nothing too cool, 'cause I'm just a professor. - Okay. So like shoulder pads and whatnot. - Wow, hold on, I don't think we need to go there, - but-- - What? - Hold on, don't get all crazy yet. 'Cause I'm sensing an impromptu to fashion show. - Wait, so you actually wanna see my designs? - Yes, honey, whatever you love, we love. - Okay. Well I have a condition of my own. - Hmm. - Hmm. - Hmm. (upbeat music) (both cheering) - Hot. - Yes! Strut that stuff, mom. - Oh, no. - Oh, no. - Oh, god. (both cheering) (both applauding) - Oh, yeah! Whoa, look at that. Who's the lucky man here? Well done, my girl. - I am awesome. - Yes. There you go, come on. (Harper whistling) - Yes, I'm not dad right now. - Oh god. Oh, god, no, stop it. - Yeah, come on! (family laughing) Yeah! - Come on, yeah! - Okay. (Harper excitedly cheering) - That's it, come on. Captions by Able. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Copyright Able 2021