HIS & HERS

Every story has at least two sides.

Yours and mine.

Ours and theirs.

His and hers.

That means someone is always lying.

Do you dare? Do you dare wake me up?

How are you, darling?

Can I blur something?

Who is the toughest? -I.

And the best? -I.

And the bravest? -I.

Precisely. Down. We're going to have breakfast.

Come on, hurry up.

I love you.

Shit.

Do you have my charger?

Zoe, where's my charger?

I don't know.

Do you want horns?

Got late?

Not really. What do you want, honey?

Strawberries.

Strawberries? Coming soon.

I didn't hear you. -Not even if I were running Megadeth.

Just stop it, Jack. Vodka is cheaper than sleeping pills.

You know she has soccer practice.

What time? -At three or four o'clock.

4:30 PM, okay? Wednesday at 4:30 PM.

What is?

Nothing. You smell nice. It's weird.

Shit. Guard. I can't take her. -Why not?

I'm going to do something with Barbara. -Can't I go?

What is that? I have the feeling... -Would you like to call Barbara and cancel?

I'll take you. But I came straight from work.

So?

You have to be ready.

Water, football boots and…

Shin guards. -Very good.

Meg, I love you.

I love you. Bye. -Bye.

Bye.

Tomorrow. I'm coming to you.

What is that? Curb service?

Is called. Here. -Thank you, Priya.

Fine, we can.

Where are we going?

I texted you.

My phone is broken. Tell.

We have a body.

DID THEY FIND BIGFOOT?

NO, A WOMAN'S BODY.

You don't feel anything because of the anesthesia but the root is broken.

That causes an infection.

Two options.

Antibiotics. Maybe I can save the tooth.

Or pull the tooth.

I would let him pull but I would have come sooner.

Give me the pills. -Okay.

Make a note of who found her. -Anonymous phone call.

Anonymously? What?

Kimmy couldn't get a name? Man, woman?

No, but according to the first clues…

Clues? From whom? Walters?

Walters. -Yes. Bill of registration? Come on.

Those idiots have had it for ten years had no murder case.

Don't do that, Boston. You can do better.

Don't let it cloud your judgment, not in a possible murder investigation.

You want facts, not clues.

No suspicions.

Ignore people with suspicions, especially if they come from here.

You come from here. -That's right.

Yes, good of you to say that.

Good. Here we go.

Don't forget how slow everything is arranged here.

Not like in Atlanta? -We rarely find bodies in Dahlonega.

Tomorrow. Detective Priya Patel. -Good morning.

How are you? -Good.

Good morning. -Good morning.

It's quite intense.

Yes?

Hopefully you don't have a weak stomach. I haven't seen them this bad in a long time.

We have an estimated time of death?

Not at the moment, no.

Have any weapons been found?

No.

RELIABLE NEWS

Hey, Sam. My card doesn't work. -Let's see.

It expired last year.

There you go, Miss Andrews. Nice to have you back.

Thank you.

Is that Anna? -Is that Anna?

Did you know she would come back?

Anna.

It was Lexy, right? -Still.

You look good. What happened to your face?

Sorry, I'm on my way to Jim.

Are you coming back? -Naturally.

We're going live in two minutes. Two minutes.

Nice to have you back.

Does she have my job now?

Geez, Andrews. It's not that simple.

'Lexy, Anna is back. You're fired.' It's not that complicated.

Call her. I'll do it for you.

She has a contract.

Me, too. -You did.

I couldn't have her forever keep as a substitute.

Otherwise she would leave.

How can you get that woman's face? make the channel, in Atlanta?

I don't see any color.

Listen, Anna.

I am a parent.

You've had a tough time.

We sympathize with you. All of us.

I sympathize with you, but you were gone for a year.

I don't need pity.

I appreciate it, but it's really not necessary.

I needed time for myself.

I would like to reinvent myself to come back.

Why now?

What difference does that make? I'm ready.

I've worked too hard for too long to disappear.

I'm sorry, Anna. I can't do anything. I mean it.

Dahlonega. -Excuse me?

A body has been found. -I know.

I want to report on the spot.

Report on the spot? That goes further than inventing yourself.

I was born there. -I didn't know.

And grew up. People will talk to me.

About what? One body is not newsworthy.

Not in Atlanta, but in a village. And it's about a white woman.

How do you know it was a murder? And that she was white?

In Dahlonega? Trust me, she's white.

It can't be anything.

Then I won't be difficult, but we know both that there is more going on.

Reporter on the scene, huh?

With that salary. -Deal.

What's wrong with your face? They still think you're having a stroke.

Novocaine. That's worked out in no time.

Who do you want as a cameraman?

Richard.

Richard?

Jones?

Lexy's husband? Do you know him?

No, but he seems to be the best.

One story, Andrews. If you screw up, you're out.

You have two hours, so hurry. -Thanks, Jim.

Yes, I'm lucky.

Damn.

The number of stab wounds, the strange pattern…

The killer tries to convey a message...

consciously or unconsciously.

She's a hypocrite.

There is no indication of duplicity as motivation for this violence.

That's the message.

On her nails.

Ever seen a dead body?

Naturally.

Where? -During training.

It's different, isn't it? -You'll get used to it.

Hopefully not.

HYPOCRITE

I want everyone asks himself a question.

'Should I be here?'

If not, then fuck off and go help with the impeachment.

The rest will come together shortly.

We have a good suspicion who's lying on that hood?

A woman is dead. We need her and respect her family.

I don't want her husband to find out because someone couldn't keep their mouth shut.

We will handle this professionally and decent.

Yes. -He hears it from me.

I'll inform him. No one else.

Clearly? -Yes.

I need her cell phone. I want that phone. Right now, please.

If anyone finds that phone...

don't touch him, but give it to me.

Understood? -Yes.

Okay, let's…

Ten meters apart, at the same pace.

We walk 100 meters in each direction. Okay?

Come on. Work to be done.

Detective Harper? -Yes?

Call the sheriff if you have a chance. Make sure he comes here.

I would appreciate that. -Good.

Anna Andrews. -Richard Jones.

I know that.

Jim says you asked about me.

The crime scene has not yet been cordoned off.

Take your shot. -I will.

Do you need anything? Makeup? -Probably, yes.

Go ahead. -I will.

Wally. Hurry up if you want to watch before they cover her up.

I'll come as soon as possible.

A footprint. Look.

Worthless. -Recently.

No, the entire crime scene is a forensic disaster.

Recently? So what? It was teeming with people here.

Recently? -There are also prints of the victim.

Don't jump to conclusions. You can't…

How can you know that they belong to the victim?

Because they were bare feet.