Ringer

My name is Bridget.

I witnessed a murder.

Just get up on the stand and tell the judge what you saw.

- We'll protect you. - You don't get it.

Bodaway wants me dead, I'm dead.

I ran to my sister, Siobhan, for help.

Siobhan? Siobhan!

Siobhan killed herself, and I assumed her identity.

It was so easy. I saw a way out, and I took it.

They all think that I'm her.

Her husband.

Her lover.

Your wife knows about us.

Her stepdaughter. I want to go home.

There's a lot about Siobhan's life I don't know.

Everyone's going to know who you really are, Bridget

how long have you been pretending to be her?

Can you come over please? I need to tell you something.

It's an emergency.

Gemma called, asked me to come over.

- Can I come in? - No.

Siobhan, we have a problem.

Bridget's still alive.

What took you so long?

I thought you were just going to grab some aspirin.

Yes. Sorry, I got sidetracked.

- By? - Gemma.

She called as I as leaving the drug store.

Asked me if I could come over because she had something important to tell me.

The thing is, when I got to the Butler's,

Henry told me she wasn't there. That's a bit odd, right?

The thing is, she sounded a bit off

when we spoke, and so did Henry for that matter.

You wouldn't have any idea what she wanted to talk to me about?

Not a clue.

Maybe you should give her a call in the morning.

Make sure she's okay.

I will.

You've reached Gemma. Don't be boring.

Hey, Gemma, Andrew told me that you called him last night.

I can only think of one thing

that you would want to talk to him about.

I thought we came to an understanding.

I know the last few days have been...

Overwhelming to say the least.

But I meant what I said.

I would like to be the friend to you that my sister never was.

If you'll let me.

You're kidding me with these shorts, right?

Yes, I'm kidding you,

because that's the kind of relationship we have.

Good times,

all the time.

Would you tell her that's not appropriate attire

for a first day at school.

It's a little fabric challenged.

Okay, number one... today isn't the first day of school.

It's like October.

Number two...

It's public school.

Which means I can wear whatever I want.

The poor kids do it every day.

Well, it's your first day at school.

So you might want to put your best foot forward.

Fine.

You go get the car, and I will put on

jeans or something.

Thank you.

Here. So you don't go tossing my room again while I'm gone.

This is the last of it.

Best foot forward, right?

Right.

You've reached Charlie. Leave a message.

Hi, Charlie. It's Ms. Anonymous from NA.

I really need to speak to someone in person.

My sponsor is out of state.

My stepdaughter surrendered her stash to me.

I know I should just throw it away, but...

I've- I've had a really tough couple weeks, and I...

I just can't seem to do it.

Anyway, you should have my number now,

so if you have a minute, will you call me?

Thanks.

Hello.

Morning, Ms. Martin. This is Stanley in the lobby.

I have a guest here to see you.

Maddie Smithfield from Gemma Butler's office.

Send her up.

Mrs. Martin, nice to see you again.

Likewise, Maddie.

Oh, I'm just here to drop off our keys to the loft.

I was so sorry to hear we are pulling out of the project.

It's such a beautiful space.

Yeah, we were sad, too. Gemma's amazing.

Thank you for these.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Mrs. Martin,

have you by any chance heard from Gemma this morning?

No, I haven't.

Why do you ask?

She wasn't at the office when I got there.

And I haven't been able to reach her at her home or on her cell.

The thing is, when I got to the Butler's,

Henry told me she wasn't there.

I'm sure it's nothing.

She's probably at the design center.

Yeah. Thank you for coming, Maddie.

Juliet Martin.

Today's my first day.

Try to relax, Ms. Martin.

It's a better school than it looks.

How could it not be.

All right, everybody, take your seats.

Here we go.

Settle in.

Hey, rich girl, can I borrow five bucks?

Now, we're going to be going over a little bit of Shakespeare today.

Taming of the shrew.

- Are you deaf? - I hope your as interested as I am.

All right...

I said I need five dollars.

So, I'm going to write out a couple things on the board.

I want you to turn your pages to chapter seven.

There.

Page 48.

Now you and your family can eat for a whole month.

Is there a problem, Tessa?

No, Mr. C.

Teach away.

You've reached Gemma. Don't be boring.

Hey, Gemma, I'm outside your house.

No one can seem to get a hold of you.

If you get this, will you give me a call? Okai.

Hey.

Get inside now.

Okay.

What's going on? Where is she?

- I don't know. That's why I'm here. - Cut the crap, Siobhan.

I saw the blood on the walls last night, the broken vase.

Why don't you just tell me what happened.

Tell me what you did to my wife.

What the hell do you mean, what I did to your wife?

I mean, when you hunted me down yesterday,

and you told me that Gemma was a threat to your suddenly perfect marriage.

She wants me to lose everything, too. My family.

We can't let her do that.

And you thought I was talking about hurting her?

No, not at the moment, but then I came home and I saw the blood and the broken vase...

- What blood? - It is just us right now, Siobhan,

so please, drop the act.

I was going to call you last night,

but then I realized

there had to be a reason why you didn't call me,

and it hit me.

You didn't want our phone records showing

that we were in contact the night that Gemma

went missing, am I right?

I swear to you, I have no idea what you're talking about.

I don't know where Gemma is.

And I don't know anything about blood.

Then let me refresh your memory.

There was blood, Siobhan, right here!

And there was blood there!

At least there was until I cleaned it.

You-you did what? I cleaned it.

With bleach and a few old rags.

And then I took Gemma's car and I dumped it

in long-term parking at JFK.

So that when everyone finally realizes that Gemma's missing,

maybe, just maybe, the police won't figure out

that this is the place that she was taken from.

Why would you do that?

Because in spite of everything that you have put me through,

over the past few weeks,

my first instinct was to protect you.

Then you made a big mistake.

Because I was with Andrew and Juliet last night.

And I would never hurt Gemma.

Stop, stop lying to me, Siobhan!

Where she is?!

It's funny.

You trying to convince me that I did something to her

when you clearly look like the one that snapped.

You-you're accusing me of hurting her?

I'm not the one cleaning up crime scenes.

No, but you are the one that talked about

killing Gemma and Andrew.

I love you.

I love you, Siobhan.

I wish that we could just disappear.

Mmm!

I wish they could just disappear.