Elsbeth

No. No.

No. No, no, no.

Get off of me.

Oh.

What's so funny?

Those bangs. Did you use garden shears?

Bang...

Wait... Wait.

And who the hell are Amy and Rick?

Oh.

One of them must have gave you

that nasty little hickey on your neck.

Oh. Yeah. They had a really small mouth.

Ooh.

What the freak happened to you last night?

I don't know.

Oh, crap.

Mackenzie Altman...

you're under arrest.

For what?

Criminal mischief and assault three.

You have to come with us.

Okay.

You were expecting more?

Oh, it's fine. It's fine.

Oh, bless you.

I don't do diner beans.

Don't worry. And don't say anything.

I'm gonna call Danny.

She looks familiar, but...

You don't remember

Mac Altman?

She had a show on the KidPow! Channel

called Father's Keepers.

It was about a young widower

trying to raise four girls on his own.

Mac played Sam, the feisty, "wise beyond her years" oldest

who ran the house.

Her catchphrase was,

"I'll be the judge of that."

That woman played one of her little sisters.

I can't believe they still live together in real life.

Neither one made that Miley leap to an adult career.

Boy, you love your television.

Oh, no, I hated Father's Keepers,

but my little sister watched every single episode

while we made dinner.

I couldn't escape.

Oh.

Uh...

Who are you supposed to be?

Audrey Hepburn.

From Breakfast at Tiffany's.

The movie that first made me fall in love with New York.

You're the only one in costume, of course.

Me and Lt. Connor.

He's either

Pee-wee Herman... Orville Redenbacher.

Winston Churchill.

Oh. He was a bow tie guy.

I thought you might be an astronaut.

Mm-mmm. I hate Halloween.

All the crazies come out and wreak havoc on the city,

fill the hospitals and the jails.

It's sanctioned mayhem.

Oh, come on. You never went trick-or-treating as a kid?

That was business.

We knew we were getting candy for the year.

We'd change our costumes twice and hit the block three times.

Captain Wagner?

Yes? Danny Beck,

Ms. Altman's attorney and manager.

I'm happy to report this whole incident

has been a misunderstanding.

Is that right? I've spoken to the club owner

who made the complaint, and all the charges are being dropped.

I wonder what it'll cost this time.

It's all handled, Mac. Just have to dot the I's.

Is that Mac?

Captain, do have a minute?

Need you to sign the release papers.

Oh.

And may I also say,

it's great to meet you.

Really appreciate the job you guys do.

Mm-hmm.

Wow. He's smooth. Mm-hmm.

- Danny helps a lot of celebs. - Oh.

He rescued a client from a sex cult.

Another from a drug cartel in Bogotá.

This is nothing.

You're free to go, Ms. Altman.

Okay.

Shouldn't you be happy?

Uh...

Hey, are you all right?

I have a question. Okay.

Uh, actually, forget it.

Oh, no, no, no. You can ask me anything.

Were there any murders last night?

Murders?

In Manhattan. Uh...

Well, from what I heard,

just a vehicular manslaughter on West End Avenue.

Why are you asking? No reason.

Can't a person be curious?

Absolutely. I'm always curious.

It gets me in trouble, sometimes.

Do you need me

to get your lawyer, Ms. Altman?

Mac. Oh.

Mac? No, don't.

Danny is closing

an eight-movie deal with The Postmark Channel

and I don't want him worried about me, you know? I...

It was probably just a dream.

Ooh, dreams are always so fascinating.

What was it? Tell me.

Oh, I know.

This is what I do Okay.

when it's something scary.

Close your eyes.

Now say what happened in your dream really fast.

If I killed someone I need to know, even if I get in trouble.

Wow, see? That was great.

I think you need to slow it down just a little bit.

If I killed someone...

I need to know, even if I get in trouble.

You killed someone? I said "if."

If I did it.

You don't know for sure?

It's foggy.

I-I see myself in an alley,

pulling a trigger.

Boom!

Okay.

Um, do you know who the victim was?

Maybe we could check the hospitals.

No, I-I don't know anything.

He was in a mask. Like, for Halloween.

And, yeah, it just...

it felt so real.

But it was a dream.

Yeah.

I think it was a dream.

The blood on your dress looks pretty real.

Oh.

We could get it tested.

And...

The gun was missing

from my safe this morning.

Oh, dear.

Mac, what's the last thing you do remember?

Sissy.

Sissy. Yeah, come.

What was the last thing I remember? So,

we started off our night at

the Postmark Channel red carpet event

to kick off their Hallow-Palooza.

Postmark is, like, a low-budget version of the Hallmark Channel.

It is.

Aw, you guys.

So cute. Mm-hmm.

She was an angel and I was the devil.

And when we got there, Mac saw this actor, Daz Dean,

who she's obsessed with,

and made us switch costumes in the limo.

Not easy.

Oh, my.

The PR witch stopped Mac.

She said her costume wasn't "appropriate"

for her wholesome new Postmark Channel movie,

She didn't let her on the step and repeat.

So, what did I do next? Well,

Danny was there.

He made us switch back our costumes

and then you said you needed to fix your face,

and then you gave everyone

the slip on the way to the bathroom

and then you sped off in a Lambo with Daz

while throwing your angel wings and your halo out the window.

I mean, that's pretty cool.

Go, me.

You really don't remember?

Weird.

Do you have any idea where she went next?

I didn't see her again until this morning.

Oh, maybe we can track her phone?

No, I was holding on to it for her.

She didn't have it for the rest of the night.

Wait. Maybe there's something on that guy Daz's social media.

You say he's an actor?

That's a good idea.

He posts about everything.

I would know, because I...

stalk his fine ass all the damn day.

Oh...

Oh, no, no, no. Not you again.

You've already done enough damage. You're not supposed

to come within a thousand feet of me.