The Flight Attendant

Your attention, please, ladies and gentlemen.

This train is now arriving at Yonkers.

Please take this time to look above and around your seat

and gather all personal belongings.

Have a good day.

Excuse me. Hi. There's a woman chasing me.

I think she might have a weapon.

She is right...

- Where is this woman? - What happened to your shoe?

Wha... no, she was...

Annie? Annie, it's me.

Will you buzz me up? I-I lost the... the extra key.

Oh, like your ID you didn't lose

'cause you don't lose things?

What? That was totally different.

And I-I'm sorry I stopped messaging you today.

It just... it got so crazy. You have no idea.

You have no idea the strings that I pulled

to get you out of that house, Cass.

Wait, what? Annie, wait, what do you mean?

What did you do? I'm sorry.

I didn't know you were this upset.

Cass, I thought you were in real danger.

Do you get that at all? I'm sorry. I...

Hi, c-could you let me in?

I'm staying with my best friend.

I lost the extra key. It's a whole thing.

- Mrs...? - Hassler.

- Yes. - It's no problem.

Thank you.

Oh, dear, where are your shoes?

Mrs. Hassler, this is Annie Mouradian from 4G.

Please don't let that woman in.

I do not know who that is.

Oh, no, no, she knows who I am. She's...

Okay, we're gonna... Yep, we're gonna do that, okay.

Annie, I saw her.

I saw Miranda.

Okay, so you got chased by a dangerous criminal,

and now you're holding a bag of stolen trash in my face.

No, I have no idea why I was worried.

Listen, it's evidence, okay? I was... I was improvising.

I thought maybe if we, like, taped it all together,

we would have an answer.

And what's on your feet?

Oh, my friend Shane gave me his socks.

- I did a weird thing. - Can I?

Yeah, cool, thanks.

- Yeah. - We sh... we should...

Yeah, hey, babe, listen, um, just for a sec.

Uh...

look, I know you're going through a lot right now.

Um, hear me out.

I think you might be suffering from a little bit of PTSD.

Okay, Annie, really, I'm not.

Look, you saw some really fucked-up shit in Bangkok,

and we have barely talked about it at all.

Cass, you know that you can talk to me

about more than just, like, psychotic women

and the FBI, right?

Try telling her how you feel.

I mean, she's your friend. She'll get it.

Alex, I don't know... Where would I even begin?

Well, you could start by telling her

that you're already talking to me.

No, that would not go over well, okay?

Plus, everything I'm feeling is just so fucked up.

It's just, Annie,

I can't deal with more than one problem at a time.

Like, that's all I can do right now.

Yeah.

Yeah. No, I got it. I got that.

Come here. Thank you. I love you.

I love you. Okay.

Yeah, okay, stop crying.

Okay, listen, Miranda, right?

She is not the person that we thought she was.

Well, I mean, she is still a murderer

who broke into my apartment.

Okay, if she's not a psychotic ex,

then why is she specifically targeting you?

I don't... maybe she thinks

I know something from Bangkok... I don't know.

Babe, these aren't even cross-shredded.

Taping these together wouldn't be the craziest idea.

- Look! - I found weirder things

in other people's trash.

- Max thinks it's a good idea. - No, I don't think it's good.

I just don't think it's crazy.

He's supportive, though. I like that.

Okay, listen, you guys, we're gonna need

some, like, properly legally acquired evidence

that isn't stuck together with Scotch tape, you know.

Okay, listen, I was thinking,

if Miranda got off that train, there has to be cameras

somewhere on the platform, right?

Okay, look,

- I have a guy at the MTA... - Yes!

Who might be able to pull some tapes.

I don't want you to get your hopes up.

- Okay. - Holy fuck!

I got a match.

The crowd goes wild!

I want to see that.

- Oh, okay. - You're a killjoy, see?

- I am not a killjoy. - Look at that, it's a match.

- Max. - Hmm?

Are you coming to bed, or...?

Great. No, cool.

Okay, have fun!

- Hey. - We need tape.

- Yes, good idea. - Now.

Tape, all right.

- Oh, shoot. - _

No, Cassie, no one

ever calls back from a text unless it's bad news.

- She called back from a text? - No.

Everything is fine. Everything's fine.

We can't meet at my apartment tomorrow morning.

- What? - It is fine.

Someone kind of... kind of sort of broke in.

That's not fine. Are you okay?

Yes, yes, I am, and it was weird.

They didn't even take anything.

Okay, um...

I-I just have to ask... um...

did someone really break in,

or do you just not want us at your place?

Oh, my God, Davey, I would not lie

- about something like this. - Right, okay.

So we'll, um... we'll just meet at the aquarium, then.

Great, yes, I'll see you guys at 12:30.

At 12:00?

12:00. That was a test.

Okay, bye.

I love you. I'll see you then.

Popular, huh?

Oh, that was my brother. He's just...

He's a lot. I don't know.

Okay.

- Yeah, I got another match. - Wow.

I think this is gonna go pretty quick.

- I like your optimism. - Yeah.

Oh, you know what? We should have gotten some flower.

This would have been so much better if we were high.

Okay, I'm impressed.

Nothing here is problematic

or even worth getting fucking murdered over.

I mean, it's just a bunch of stuff about Lionfish.

It's a holding company.

The only crossover I see with Alex Sokolov

is that he was on the board

of one of their companies... Minute Jets.

I remember that name.

Yes, yes, Minute Jets

flies from Teterboro to Portland, Maine,

every single day.

New Jersey and Maine? This conspiracy got less sexy.

- I mean... - Wait.

Look, also on the board...

- Oh, my God. - Bam.

M-I? That could totally be Miranda.

Okay, so what's the big deal about this particular flight?

Okay, let's see, let's see, it takes off at 3:00,

lands at 4:55, takes off again at 5:11.

I mean, why would it just refuel

and turn right back around?

It's not a crime, but it... it is strange.

You know, when you make a mess in here,

it affects both of us.

Your mom said these specific Lionfish documents

could make you look guilty.

Is there something about those weird flights

- that got you killed? - Wow.

If I got killed over a refueling pit stop in Maine...

Okay, okay, maybe it's about what happens

during the four hours in the air.

They could be performing ritual sacrifices.

How do we know?

Well, I do know exactly where they'll be at 3:00.

I was joking.

What, you're going to New Jersey today?

What about your brother's visit?

Okay, look, I could get arrested tomorrow

or attacked by a crazy stalker.

Time isn't really on my side.

Besides, I got to know exactly what those people

are doing on that plane.

Now you're getting on that plane?

You cannot do that.

The plane is where whatever is happening on the plane

is happening.

And maybe you'll get yourself in trouble.

And maybe find out

exactly why Miranda thought you had to die.

Wow, this is a reckless and manic plan.

Noted.

Okay, but if everything goes to plan, you know,

I should make it back

just in time for my dinner with Davey.