The Following

Mark is behind this.

Catching him is my job.

You mean killing him.

If that's what it takes.

- I'll call you when I land. - Don't.

Losing you would destroy me.

- Move in with me. - Count me in,

but I need you to promise me something.

No secrets.

You missed Clarke's ceremony to hunt Mark?

That's what you really think of me?

Clarke died because what I did.

Come here.

What are you doing with this?

What are you really up to?

It was supposed to be a surprise.

We got you Max Hardy's address

so you can kill her.

He will gut us in our sleep

if he even suspects that we have our own agenda.

Call Juliana.

We need to get out of town.

Too bad. We're on a schedule.

I have come to take my lady to dinner.

Sounds good.

All right. Let's get this done.

Ha ha! That was fun.

Yeah. Who knew Tate's band would be so good?

Thanks for walking me home.

Is your roommate still out of town?

Oh, nice try.

I have a test in the morning.

Aw. They're such a cute couple.

Totally.

Breaks my heart that it has to end in tragedy.

Hey.

Reggie, right?

Yeah.

Marisol talks about you all the time.

You've been together a while.

Since freshman year.

Kyle and I met in high school.

It was love at first sight.

Let me guess. You were a cheerleader,

and he was the star quarterback.

Ha!

Ha ha! I used to get high

behind metal shop every day,

and Daisy honey trapped her teachers

into giving her as. Ha ha ha!

How you guys know Marisol?

Oh, we don't.

What?

Look. You seem cool, and if it was up to us,

we'd make it painless,

but this has to look like an accident.

Whoa!

The Following S03E04 "Home"

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We could have hired movers, you know?

Oh, please. I sent most of my stuff to storage.

You could be lugging a sofa right now.

Raw crunchy kale.

Sorry. I really wasn't thinking

when I was packing.

I'll get rid of them.

No. It's ok. Forget it, forget it.

I haven't had a drink in almost two years.

Believe me, having a couple of bottles in the apartment

isn't gonna make me fall off the wagon.

- You sure? - I'm positive.

This is your home now.

I want you to be happy here.

Good.

Because I want to redo the bedroom.

Oh, boy.

Hey.

Hmmmm.

- Morning. - Hi.

You looked so peaceful,

I didn't want to wake you.

Are you leaving?

Yeah. I got to go home and change.

I made you coffee.

Thank you.

Well, I'll see you in the office.

Ok.

Heh.

Ohh! Come on!

Max seems troubled.

Just wait till tonight.

She's gonna be devastated.

Ooh. Oh. Hello.

I know. So pretty.

You think her body's better than mine?

No way.

- Hey. - Hey.

Hey. Just checking in.

Uh, big night tonight.

Yep.

And I still don't get why you need to tag along.

See, we've been doing just fine,

and now suddenly, we need a babysitter.

Well, just don't think of it like that.

It's a 3-man job, all that killing,

and we're a team, right?

Yeah. Of course.

Yeah.

Ok. I'm gonna go make the cookies.

Ok. I'll be down in a minute to help.

He's on to us.

Maybe...

But after tomorrow...

it won't matter.

Hey. You wanted to see me?

Yeah. Have a seat.

So we hadn't really had a chance to talk

since you've been back with Mark surfacing

and Clarke's murder,

and I just wanted to see how you were holding up.

Good.

Yeah. Well, I've been going over

your evaluations from overseas,

and they paint a different picture.

Reckless, borderline insubordinate...

I was hunting a maniac.

I didn't exactly have time to ask for permission.

Mike, we are under a microscope here,

and I cannot afford to having you crossing the line.

I won't.

I'm not denying that I have a personal stake

in bringing Mark in,

but I will not let it interfere with the job.

Promise.

We might have a break.

Tip line call came in on the sketches.

An Ohio couple... Kyle and Daisy Locke.

The burner phone that Clarke used

was purchased in Ohio.

Right. At a store about an hour from their house.

DHS has them flying into JFK 3 weeks ago

before dropping off the grid.

Take the jet.

If these are Mark's followers,

then they might have left a clue

as to where they're hiding.

Mike.

I need you here. Take Max.

FBI! We have a warrant

to search the premises.

Hey.

Can I kick it?

I never get to kick it.

Knock yourself out.

This place is too perfect.

It's like a show house.

If Kyle and Daisy are Mark's followers,

they'd be living a double life,

one that appears shiny and clean on the surface.

They wouldn't keep any evidence

of their psychopathy inside the house.

But they would want it close.

There's blood on all this stuff.

Souvenirs.

FBI!

Show me your hands!

- Don't shoot! - Who are you?

Emily... Hays.

I've been dog sitting for Daisy and Kyle

while they're away.

Are they in trouble?

Almost done, babe.

We just need to make sure Mark doesn't screw us up tonight.

He won't.

I think I can control him a little bit longer.

It's Emily.

Hey.

Is everything ok?

Rachel got hit by a car.

What?! How?

I'm sorry. She ran out into the street.

Oh, my God! Is she dead?