Previously on You…
Came down to either Reagan or Maddie.
She didn't have to die, though.
Wait, you can't kill him!
We tried, Maddie.
No! Joe, he's gonna break, I swear!
You have my word. I won't say anything.
- Where is my son? - You're not fit to care for Henry.
- Dad! - I'm gonna see you soon. I love you.
Stop making excuses.
Do something.
It's this nagging feeling I have that he knows something.
Nadia.
Tell them all about me. No one's gonna believe you.
Hi, Nadia. I want to make this right.
- What are you saying? - I see it now.
We have to fucking kill him.
What Joe did wasn't murder.
It was self-defense.
You fucking saved Joe?
He saved me, Dom.
Don't forget to leave your key.
- It's Louise, right? - What?
No, no!
I have something for you.
Joe, what is this?
What if I killed everyone who tried to hurt you?
What if it's enough for me that you want to?
Who are you?
I'm fucking Bronte. And I see you, Joe Goldberg.
So, this is what it feels like to know you're truly loved.
To feel it in every bone of your body.
If you could be anywhere else in the world right now, where would you be?
Are we leaving?
What if we did?
I mean, is there anything here that's really worth staying for?
Come on. Anywhere in the world.
Honestly? Don't laugh.
Yeah.
A castle.
Oh, a castle?
Oh, just a… Oh, a castle. Is that all? Just a castle.
A big, mossy castle in Ireland
where I write gothic fiction by a roaring fire.
Come on. Close your eyes. Imagine it.
All right.
Am I there too?
Well, of course. I mean, Ezra's not going to write himself.
And, uh… what about Henry?
Can he come?
He's your kid. Of course he can come.
What's the latest with custody?
My lawyer's still working on getting the temporary custody order reversed.
It'll happen.
- Hmm. - Good will prevail.
Um…
- I could use a coffee. - Okay.
Wanna go for a walk?
Yeah. Is your ankle okay?
Yeah. Let's take her for a spin.
I'm gonna go get cleaned up.
Our future's within reach.
But it can't begin so long as my fate's in the hands of the fucking Lockwoods.
Which is why I've taken steps to break the chains.
Harrison…
That sanctimonious boy scout was going to turn me in eventually.
It's a shame he couldn't fully let go of Reagan after killing her.
Kept her teeth as a memento.
Harrison Jacobs has been arrested for the murder of his wife,
Reagan Lockwood-Jacobs. In an unbelievable turn of events,
her twin sister, Madison Lockwood, has allegedly been impersonating her
and has been arrested for conspiracy to commit murder.
With Maddie in trouble,
it's only a matter of time before Kate and Henry return to New York.
She's turned off location tracking on all of her devices
to keep me from knowing where she is.
But she missed one.
Sure enough, like clockwork, she's back in New York to play the hero.
It's hard to look like a fit mother when you're embroiled in a murder scandal.
Which means
it won't be long now
until you, me and Henry can begin our future together.
A little fast, maybe. But why wait when you know?
- Why would Joe do this? - Maddie, please, calm down.
Harrison and I promised we wouldn't say anything
and he betrayed us!
Katie, we have to do something.
This is a recorded line.
He's trying to remove himself from the narrative
when he should be taking the fall.
Maddie, stop talking.
I'm sending our people to bail you both out.
Just please don't say another word until our lawyers get there.
Oh! Please get them here quickly.
Fucking hell.
The teeth were a great move. The police are going to love that story.
The sister and the husband having an affair,
killed the wife, open and shut.
He's very smart. You just have to hope he takes the bait and tracks your earbuds.
He will.
Your hitman better get this job done.
- I'm calling it off. - What? Why?
If Joe dies, my sister and Harrison go to prison.
I need him to confess to planting those fucking teeth.
Oh, my God. When were you planning on telling me about this?
I'm telling you now. We will kill him, I just need his confession first.
You cannot start getting cute about killing Joe Goldberg.
This is how everything goes bad.
How do you plan on getting a confession?
I will tell him
if he does, we will let him go.
Let him go from where?
- Sure you don't need my help? - It's actually feeling pretty good.
All right.
How's your arm?
Ah, I used to slip up and cut myself unbinding books all the time.
Yeah, and you couldn't afford a doctor, I know. But now?
I can stitch a book. I can stitch a cut.
I promise you it's fine. Really.
If you say so.
So how are you feeling about everything with your sister-in-law?
I mean, she was always weird.
I kind of knew that she was having an affair with her sister's husband, but…
- But this… - It's so sick.
She helped kill her twin,
- and then basically wore her skin. - This is the thing about the Lockwoods.
People at their level of wealth, they exist in a different reality.
The human life just matters less.
Even Kate, she makes a big show with all the charity stuff,
but I've seen her be careless with innocent kids' lives
just to make money.
She made me think that she felt guilty about her past.
And that she wanted me to be better.
But when push came to shove, and she needed somebody gone…
She was another person
who made you prove your love through killing.
Joe, I'm so sorry.
Look, if you want to talk about it, I--
- Sorry. - It's okay.
Oh.
Oh, shit.
- What? What is it? - Um…
An email from Alyssa Strom at Stonefire Publishing.
She wants to meet me this afternoon.
- Bronte, that's amazing! - I don't know how she got my info.
Well, I… I mean, I might have made a call or two or three.
You sneaky, little shit.
Well, I don't know. What if it's just a courtesy meeting and--
Then you get a free coffee.
Don't convince yourself you don't deserve it.
You are one of a kind.
Who could say no to you?
When you get that book deal, you'll need a place to write.
Where was your castle again? Was it Ireland? Right?
Ireland… mossy castle for sale.
Shut up.
Oh, oh, oh. Look here. Okay. All right.
County, Cork, walled garden. Oh, sixty acres of woodlands.
I don't know. Prices aren't that bad. What do you think? Should we?
Fuck off.
I'm serious.
There's no way your wife hasn't cut you off by now.
I don't need her. I have an account.
It's part of the extensive negotiation process that was marrying Kate Lockwood.
Give me one second. I am going to get you that castle.
Hi, Britta. Yeah, this is Joe Goldberg.
I'm about to make a big purchase. So I need your…
What?
Fucking Kate.
Okay. Then… Then what's the point of…
No, she didn't.
Yeah, that's fine. Okay. All right. Thank you.
What?
She emptied it out.
Probably some loophole she knows about because she knows rich people secrets
and I've always been a pretender.
I didn't expect you to get me a castle.
Yeah, I know. I know. It's gonna be fine.
I have a secret stash of cash at Mooney's. Preparing for something like this.
The hell?
This isn't my lock.
Oh, my God, Joe.
What the fuck? This is not my lock.
Look.
Shit.
There's no way this is legal.
This has to be Kate.
Technically, Lockwood Corp owns this building.
Cheap shot. You think she locked us out of the apartment too?
Fuck.
What do we do now? Do you think this could be about custody?
Of course that's what this is.
What, they take your money away?
Make it so you have no place for your kid to stay?
What can I do? What can I do to help you right now?
No, nothing. I don't want you to worry.
Go and nail that publisher meeting. I'll figure out how to reverse this.
Hey, we'll always take care of each other, right?
Right.
Right. Okay.
Wish me luck.
I'm sick of the games.
If Kate wants to resort to destroying my life to keep my son,
then I have no choice.
She has to die.
Here. This is for you.
A letter of resignation? Where are you going?
Well, I'm already an absentee CEO. I might as well make it official.
"In my place, I would like to appoint…
Theodore Hayes as the new CEO of T.R. Lockwood Corporation."
Can you really just do that?
But what about the board?
I put out some feelers.
And they're not just enthusiastic, they are relieved.
They like the idea of having a Lockwood at the head of the family company.
And they're so grateful that it's not any of the rest of us.
Kate, I am not qualified to run a gigantic company.
Yes, you are.
Teddy, you're shrewd. You're political.
You've been shadowing the CEO for the last three years.
Even if all of that is true--
None of it will fall back on you. I promise you.
Why am I getting this weird sense of finality from you?
Look at me.
Are you okay?
No.
But I will be.
Please think about this. Teddy, you would be a great CEO.
I love you.
I love you too.
Hey, you.
Hey, uh,
- so I did the meeting. - And?
She told me that they want me to write our story.
Of course they do. It's the most romantic fucking story ever.
Who wouldn't want to live vicariously through us?
Well, you know that I would prefer to just continue to write my dark romance.
But maybe it's, like, "grab this opportunity"
and then…
they'll be begging me for my next book, right?
Yeah, yeah, absolutely.
Um…
Well, I'll… I'll tell them that I'm in.
Great.
Which I… I guess means I have an honest-to-God book deal.
I'm so proud of you, Bronte.
- That is incredible. - But what about my stuff?
My laptop's in the apartment with all my writing on it.
Oh, don't worry, I'm working on that. But we need to celebrate tonight.
I'll call you back, okay?
But first,
killing a billionaire, let alone your wife.
Plenty of ways for this to go wrong.
I'll have to choose my moment wisely.
What the fuck? A decoy?
"Her body was limp. Eyes half open and unfocused."
"'What have you done to me?' Ella mouthed."
"He would make her immortal, he knew."
"Turn her into a vampire in that moment…"
What the…
"…bleeding on the floor." Bloody hell.
Is that…
- A vampire romance? - Nadia?
- I'm embarrassed for you. - How?
I knew you couldn't resist following me.
God, you're so predictable.
I don't think he's happy to see us together.
No, I think he's just realizing he's fucked.
Uh, this is a new low, even for you, Kate.
Sending one of your dad's men after me.
Well, you never did like doing your own dirty work.
The dirty work's not finished yet.
Looking for that hidden key?
Yeah, we've got that.
Shit.
Very clever, Joe.
Oh, and, uh, I found this in your pocket.
Nadia, an engagement ring.
It's fucking unbelievable.
What do you want from me?
Here's how this is going to go.
You'll record a confession
to framing Harrison for my sister's murder.
If you do that, we'll let you go to an island with no extradition treaties.
It's all been arranged. New documentation, travel.
You can start again.
I have nothing to confess.
This is all her fault, exploiting my demons for her own gain.
And if I refuse?
Well, then we'll chemically suffocate you.
We'll start a carbon monoxide leak in that boiler there.
We'll make it look like you killed yourself, so…
See, all that Agatha Christie is really coming in handy now, isn't it, eh?
Professor Moore.
I'll be back. Will you be okay?
Yeah.
Fuck your eviction.
Hello.
Joe isn't here,
which I'm guessing you know, seeing as you locked him out.
It didn't stop you, I see.
What do you want?
I just wanted to meet you.
Look, I never wanted to be, like, the other woman, or--
I don't know what it is about Joe that just makes you forget yourself.
Maybe you can relate.
You can skip the mind games, okay?
From where I'm standing, you've forgotten the reason you went after Joe.
Your friend, Guinevere Beck.
You really think he didn't kill her?
Well, of course you'd think that.
Oh, it's so easy to dismiss me as the bitter ex-wife, I know. But…
I think you're smarter than that.
You do know he killed a lot of people.
You knew too. And you married him.
Yeah.
But he lied about the extent of what he'd done.
He told me he wanted to change.
And yet when things got hard, you asked him to kill for you.
Well, he killed for you too, and you defended him.
That was self-defense. I didn't ask him to do that.
And he knows he has nothing to prove to me.
I love him for who he is.
I've been where you are.
Yeah.
But I'm not a hypocrite.
No, of course not. No.
You've got it all figured out.
We're done here. You can take what you want,
but if you're not gone from here in the next ten minutes,
I will call the police on you for trespassing.
Can I have some water, please?
Fuck off, Joe.
What did Kate say to make you want to do this?
She said, "I'm getting you out of prison."
That's pretty compelling.
I never would have been able to put you in there without her.
I know what you're doing.
You're trying to sow division.
Yeah, it's not going to work.
She's thrown you to the wolves once already.
You really think you can trust her?
Kate's a means to an end.
What end?
Yes, Kate got me out.
But it's not enough.
Confess to Rhys' murder so the whole world knows I am fucking innocent.
Poor Nadia.
It's sad what's happened to her, but it was a different man who did that.
I can't.
I had dreams before I met you, Joe.
I was going to be the first published author in my family.
Eddie and I were supposed to have this tortured
university love affair
that could have turned into…
Well, we'll never know.
Because you killed him.
And then you took away my voice.
My family have spent all their money on my appeals, but my mum…
My mum can't understand why I never spoke in my own defense.
And I tell her, I tell her that I'm afraid of you and that you'll hurt our family.
But sometimes… in my darkest moments…
I think my own mother might believe I'm a murderer.
The pain of being looked at sideways by your own mother is excruciating.
I'm so sorry, Nadia.
No. Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Don't do that.
Don't try and relate to me. You and I are nothing alike.
You know, it's funny.
Because my whole life would be so much easier
if you just confessed, right?
But there's part of me that knows that you are too fucking delusional
to own anything that you've done.
So I'm hoping that you won't.
Because then I can watch you die.
You don't wanna do that.
Killing someone in this cage haunts you.
Oh, he's good. You could almost believe his bullshit.
Does Marienne Bellamy ever haunt you?
No, how could you… Marienne was…
I know you tried to kill her.
I didn't… Wait. "Tried"?
You should have killed me better, Joe.
What?
Impossible.
You died.
I saw you.
I held you.
Yeah, we fooled you.
When Nadia told me they were going to trap you…
Well, I had to see it for myself.
Give them what they want, Joe.
It's over.
I don't care what brought you here. I'm so glad you're alive.
That's what you're going with?
Oh, I wasn't sure what Joe I was going to get today.
I understand why you would say that.
Listen to me, in London, I was not in my right mind.
But you got out.
In spite of you.
Marienne, the man who locked you in that cage, that's not the real me.
I healed. You don't have to be afraid anymore.
Fuck off.
All I ever wanted was to help you, do you remember? Madre Linda?
I kept you sober, right?
I made sure you got custody of your daughter even after the arrests.
Your record, the time you drove high with your baby in the back seat.
You almost killed her.
But because of me, you put all of that in the past.
I made you better because I loved you!
No!
You've destroyed me, Joe.
You… You want to talk about Juliette?
You know she's 14 now.
And I watch her move through the world so fearlessly.
She sneaks out, she goes to concerts with boys,
she resents how protective I am.
It's because every time she walks out that door,
I am terrified that she's going to meet someone like you.
You fucking kidnapped me. You drugged me. You…
You broke my arm and starved me.
You kept me in this fucking cage for weeks.
You are not a white knight, Joe.
You are a fucking abuser.
I saved you.
I've spent my entire life
saving women like you from abusive men.
No matter what you do,
you are going to fucking die in here!
Come on, answer.
Joe, I, uh… I broke into the apartment
and your scary-ass wife was there, and…
Uh, whatever, I'm leaving now. I just wanted to know where you were.
And, um, call me back.
You're Bronte, right?
You're alive.
- Hmm. - My friends and I, we looked for you.
What are you doing here?
Do you prefer Bronte or do you prefer Louise?
I'm actually not sure.
You know about me?
Yeah, my daughter, she watches a lot of TikTok.
And we…
We have a mutual interest.
Are you here with Kate Lockwood?
Men like Joe, they…
They really catch you off guard, don't they?
Yeah, I don't want to--
Even when you think you have all the facts.
Even when you think your hard-fought instincts are so good.
Even though a voice in the back of your mind is… whispering.
Telling you, "Don't be fooled by his smile."
"It's all too good to be true."
"The way he sees you."
"The way he loves you."
"Even when you don't love yourself."
"Don't believe it when he tells you he'll take care of you."
"Definitely don't assume the best when he says he'll keep you safe."
You ignore that voice
because it feels so good to love him
and be loved by him.
Like it's you and him against the world.
You know what bad looks like. You know better.
And when the bad things happen,
you have to believe they're not actually bad, right?
Because if you got fooled by this guy,
you are not as smart as you thought you were.
You're one of those women.
You know, the ones you, deep down, think you're smarter than.
It can't be you.
But he's convinced you that you need him.
And he's wormed himself so, so deep
you don't know whether you are Bronte,
or Louise, or Marienne.
Or Beck.
Or none of those.
Or nothing.
I…
I can't--
Listen to what people are telling you?
Don't forget what brought you here in the first place.
I have to go.
You're not stupid.
And as long as you are alive,
it's not too late.
You never were planning on letting me go, were you?
Marienne was upset. She was just trying to scare you.
I can tell when you're lying. How about you? You gonna lie to me too?
Hmm.
He's got us.
So we may as well kill him now.
You really think the police are gonna buy this as a suicide?
You're both gonna go to prison.
I'm prepared for the consequences, whatever happens.
- What does that mean? - It means if I go down for this,
Henry goes back to his dads in Madre Linda.
It's already been arranged.
Oh, it's already arranged?
Oh, it's already arranged!
Oh, it's already been arranged!
You always have a fucking awful plan, don't you?
You know, I've made a lot of mistakes.
But marrying you,
bringing you into Henry's life is the worst thing I ever did.
- Your words mean nothing… - You're a terrible partner.
- …because you are nothing. - A pathetic excuse for a mother.
Anything bad that happens to Henry in his life will be your fault!
Enough!
No! Nadia.
All right. All right, come on!
- Open the door. - No.
- Open the door, Kate! - What are you doing? We have a plan.
Fuck the carbon monoxide! He doesn't deserve a peaceful death!
This has to look like a suicide.
- Make it look like he shot himself. - We're not shooting him!
- Get out the fucking way, Kate! - No.
How the fuck did you get a gun?
It's shockingly easy in America if you look in the right place.
I wanted a backup plan.
- You could've been caught. - What is going on?
Nadia wants to shoot Joe.
Oh.
How's your arm?
Ah, I used to slip up and cut myself unbinding books all the time.
I am sorry that I lost it down there, but Nadia, no, you can't kill Joe.
Bronte was here.
Fuck! I tried to scare her away…
- You let her leave? - Was I supposed to restrain her, Kate?
No, I… I talked to her. I might've gotten through. I don't know.
She could be calling the police.
If we want Joe to die, it needs to happen now.
It's not like we can turn him in.
When has the justice system ever been on either of our sides?
I'll do it.
I will kill him. Alone.
Marienne, you have been through so much.
And you, Nadia, if… if we fail in making this look like a suicide,
then you go back to prison and this time there's no way you're getting out.
I have a say. This is my life!
It is, and you deserve to live it!
I've been preparing for this.
I didn't even realize.
This… This is penance for everything I've been complicit in.
If I get caught, I'll tell the police I acted alone.
Wait, no, what? What about Henry?
He deserves to live with Dante and Lansing.
- You know them. You know it's true. - Okay.
Will you make sure he adjusts?
I promise I will.
Please, go, go. I… I… I will get this done.
You got my voicemail--
God. Come on.
You got my voicemail. Leave a message, maybe I'll hear it.
- Teddy? - Where are you?
How'd you get out of jail?
Where's Katie?
She won't pick up her fucking phone
and she told me she was gonna handle everything.
I don't know where Kate is. What happened?
Harrison, he confessed to Reagan's murder.
And he told the police that he acted alone so they would let me go.
He doesn't deserve any of this.
This is all Joe's fucking fault.
He ruined everything and he's gonna fucking pay for it.
Okay, just tell me where you are, we'll come and pick you up.
We have to burn it down, Teddy.
Maddie? What does that mean?
Maddie?
You missed a key.
No.
Joe, no.
No. Please.
Oh, fuck.
Boo-Boo.
Maddie.
Are you down there?
Maddie.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Boo-Boo, what the fuck happened to your face?
There was an accident.
It was a really bad accident. Just let me out.
Tell me why you framed Harrison.
Open the door. We can talk. I'll tell you.
Oh, my God.
I trusted you.
You're right.
I took advantage of you.
I shouldn't have done that, but I can undo it.
If you let me out.
I think you've done enough, Joe.
What… What is that? What are you gonna do?
What are you doing?
Whoa, hey! Maddie! Kate is down here! Kate's down here!
I don't believe you!
Maddie? Maddie! Maddie, wait! Maddie!
I am your fucking Boo-Boo!
- Bye, books. - Maddie, stop. Please! I'm sorry!
I am sorry! Maddie!
Burn in hell.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Kate's phone.
Where the hell is she?
You got my voicemail. Leave a message. Maybe I'll hear it. Bye.
Hey, Dom, it's me. Um…
Look, I know you don't want to hear from me right now.
I get it. Um…
I just want to say, uh, I am so sorry.
I just met Marienne Bellamy and she's… she's alive.
And I had all the information.
I just got lost in him.
I just… I fucked up, and I'm sorry.
I don't know how to fix what I broke, but I swear to you that I will.
I just…Fuck it. I'm getting in a cab now.
I'm coming to see you.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fucking wallet.
You put a key in your arm.
That's so mad.
Oh.
So…
This is it.
Till death do us part.
I'm not about to die with another woman's ring.
You did it. You sacrificed yourself.
To kill me.
Well done, you.
Oh, shut up.
I killed your dad.
I know.
He deserved it.
All your wives dying in fires.
No, Love didn't die in a fire.
I poisoned her.
She didn't start it?
No, I did.
I had to get rid of the evidence.
Thank you.
Nadia… …will get this to the police.
Well.
You got me.
You can die happy.
I can.
I got you.
I'm sorry, Bronte.
I wish I had a chance to do better.
To start over with you.
But what if this is what I deserve?
Marienne? Kate?
Oh, my God. Come on, Kate. Wake up, wake up.
Kate, come on. Come on, wake up, wake up.
Bronte.
Joe.
You came to save me.
She tried to kill me. I was defending myself.
Joe, we have to get out of here. Now. Come on.
You can do it, come on.
Bronte.
I know this is crazy, but whatever gets thrown at us,
the thing that keeps me going is that it's you and me against the world.
That's all I'll ever need.
Bronte Louise Flannery…
…will you marry me?
I should leave you, run away, and never look back.
But then there'd be no justice, no answers.
I'm the only person in the world that can stop you.
Yes, Joe. Yes.
Turns out you're not the hero of our story.
I am.
Run away with me.
And you'll never see me coming.