Mary Kills People

You kill people, don't you?

I go to this border town for a little R&R.

Kill or be killed.

And I've been using your place as a safe house.

I hope that's okay.

I thought perhaps your partner going to prison

may have given you pause.

People kept needing me.

We don't murder perfectly healthy individuals

who happen to be a bit sad.

Betty, no!

Well, in Switzerland, a doctor would give a patient

such as yourself a lethal dose of sodium pentobarbital,

to drink.

Jess, I have some of your dad's things that he left here.

Would you see that he gets them, please?

Sure.

And I don't think we should only help people

when it's easy for us.

We also have to be able to sleep at night.

The first death I do with you

ends with a woman flinging herself off a balcony,

and then you welcome Grady's sister into our lives.

I didn't. She took advantage of me.

I'm gonna need you to kill my husband.

Mary she said it was... it was either him or me.

I'm the woman who killed your brother.

A cop killed my brother.

A cop may have pulled the trigger,

but I let Grady bleed out and die.

If you ever mess with me or Des again, I will kill you too.

Just a bad couple of days.

It's growing pains or something.

I just want to help people,

Des, and when I do it alone, I can.

You'll feel a rush through your body,

and then a warm feeling of peacefulness

will take you slowly into sleep.

You can press it again and again.

What does it mean?

Don't be afraid. Love does not kill.

It's life itself, and it shines with heavenly joys.

That's beautiful.

Mm.

It's my first time.

I had no idea it was so powerful.

We haven't even gotten to the good stuff.

To the finale.

Sorry I'm late.

Has she contacted you?

Who?

Grady's sister, Olivia.

- No. - Good.

You can't see her again. If she tries, ignore her.

Oh, is that what I should do, mumsy? I'll do my very best.

Can we be civil?

Everything your cold, dead heart desires is right there.

Civil enough for you?

- What's this? - It's called pentobarbital.

It's a barbiturate.

In smaller doses it slows down brain activity. In larger...

- Des. - Yes, Mary?

- I meant where's the rest? - I've decided to keep half.

For what?

I'm opening up a pharmacy called "Desmond's Drugs."

What do you think? Oh, and I'm keeping all the

Champers, 'cause you can buy more

with all the money you made while I was, you know,

rotting away in prison for you.

- Des. - Why do you keep saying

my bloody name?

If you have something to say, then please just say it.

Did you ever think maybe I was doing this for you,

to protect you?

Is that it? Is it?

Because I thought this was all about you not having anyone

to answer to, but my mistake.

No, if this is about your sacrificing

everything for the greater good, for me,

well, then thank you. Thank you for protecting me.

In the immaculate heart of Mary I trust.

You know, I had this dream the other night,

It was just you, me, the death retreat.

It could have been stunning.

That was always your dream, not mine.

Good luck, Des.

No, Dr. Harris, good luck to you.

"Before you came along, I thought I'd be alone forever,

but then you unleashed in me a love that could not sever."

Oh, that's beyond tragic.

Yeah, who knew your dad was such a romantic, huh?

What else is in here? I don't want to know.

Now, why would she give these back?

Oh, my God, no, no. I might not recover from this.

Extra large.

No, that's too much information.

Oh.

Shit, my mom's home.

I promised her I'd make a salad before she got here.

You do that.

How's that salad coming along?

- I'm on it. - I'm just asking.

I'm just answering.

Oh, perfect timing,

Dinner's almost ready.

Kevin, Jess was supposed to do that.

- Well, what are fathers for? - Nobody seems to know.

Don't condone her behavior. Let her make the salad.

- It's okay. I'm happy to help. - Are you sure?

- Yes. - What is this?

Oh, yeah, some guys came bay and delivered it this morning.

I wasn't sure where you wanted it, so...

Why do we need a fridge with an app?

Well, because we're living in the future, kid.

Well, they must have delivered it

to the wrong house.

Is there a receipt or something?

Yeah, it's right there on the counter.

Oh, no, no too much. Not too much lemon.

All right. Put this in.

It's just a mistake, that's all.

I'll call them tomorrow.

Perfect, perfect.

Sex tape?

Threesome?

Do you have any questions?

Yeah, yeah, why a drink and not injections?

'Cause I researched it, right, and it's... it's better.

It's a smoother exit.

Mm-hmm, young Joel brings up a valid point.

Well, I think doctors feel it's important for patients

to choose their death.

Oh, okay, I get it.

I got to pull the trigger.

This is obviously a very serious decision.

Yeah, I know that.

Okay, picture this: cabins right here with that view.

There's one for each patient but with enough room

for loved ones who want to stay as well.

Up here there's an old fishing lodge.

We can use it as a communal kitchen with an onsite chef.

We'll put picnic tables all along the water.

So how do you expect to get away with all of this?

We register as a hospice.

That way when there's a dead body,

no one will ask any questions.

It will all seem legit.

Ex-con running a hospice, sounds legit to me.

It'll be a little piece of heaven to transition you

to the real thing,

you know, if that's what you believe awaits you.

We'll encourage a culture where death

doesn't have to be so scary,

that we're all in this together.

Okay, I get it. How much do you want from me?

I need 50K for a deposit.

I know, I know, it seems like a lot of money,

but not really when you think about

what you'll be making in return.

I should be able to pay you back plus interest

within a month of being up and running.

- What about Mary? - Mary who?

You guys are serious about this breakup?

Dead serious.

Well, without her,

where are you gonna get the rest of the money?

You're gonna start feeding me patients.

Am I?

What's Mary paying you, 2 grand a pop?

I'll give you three. More money, more money.

Mary didn't say I have to be exclusive with her.

'Tis called the free market.

Okay.

Joshua Yang, nice kid, he was in the ICU a little while ago,

stage four bowel cancer.

He's only 21.

A shame. I'll take him.

I think this could be the start of something beautiful.

- Shall we christen the land? - Really?

No.

The way I see it, you have a choice.

You can believe in nothing, or you can believe in something,

and I choose something. What about you?

I was raised by atheists. I'm a godless child.

You know, you don't have to believe what they believe.

What are you guys talking about?

- God. - Seriously?

What, you're just walking around talking about God?

It's thrilling, really.

Do you believe in anything, Naomi?

Well, I believe in Prada,

marrying rich, diamond divorcee, but who cares?

We all end up as dust anyway, so...

- That's bleak. - I'm a realist.

Can you not make any plans tonight?

I have to tell you something.

Um, Heather and I already made plans.

Well, cancel them.

This isn't a joke, Jess.

There's something that I really need to show you,