>> Previously on "Eye Candy"...
>> Jake Bolin stood you up, huh?
>> Looks that way.
>> I don't want our first kiss
to be for money.
>> (groaning)
>> It's not working.
>> Want my help?
We make a good team, Lindy.
>> Testing.
How do I look?
>> Beautiful.
(bell ding)
>> Where are you taking me?
>> You just wait and see.
>> *I want to be *
* On the front line *
>> God, I've missed you.
>> Me too.
>> * Got a picture *
* In your wallet *
*Making me a habit *
*Wearing your vintage t-shirt *
>> What was that?
>> You'll see.
>> * Telling me I'm all that *
*Just like the girls *
*From your hometown *
>> You ready?
>> Yeah.
>> * You really got me now *
>> No way!
>> I thought you deserved an
upgrade.
It's better than my crummy
apartment with four roommates
listening in.
>> And way better than a hotel.
It's huge.
Whose place is this, anyhow?
>> I rented it on Virtual
Slumber.
It probably belongs to some Euro
oligarch who uses it to launder
money, and they left us wine.
>> I'm not sure how long I can
do this cross-country thing.
>> Hey.
Soon you'll graduate and I'll
get offered a job at the firm.
But right now, we have the whole
weekend, and no one can
bother us.
>> "With compliments of
Virtual Slumber, welcome home."
>> I say we try every surface we
can find.
>> * I don't want to *
*Come back down *
*I don't wanna *
*Touch the ground *
*'Cause everything *
*Turned out so deep *
*Hypnotic taking over me *
>> Thanks for this.
>> You're my girl.
>> * Hypnotic taking over me *
* Hypnotic taking over... **
>> (gasping)
Morning, sleepyhead.
Beth?
Beth!
(groaning)
**
>> One black Americana, just how
you like it.
>> Thanks.
>> I was-- I was late.
>> I was early.
It's good to see you.
>> I'm afraid this is more of a
coffee favor than a catch-up.
>> Oh, okay.
What's going on?
>> An old intern of mine has
gotten into a weird situation.
It's actually kind of terrifying
and he's refusing to go to the
police.
>> What happened?
>> I think he should tell you
himself.
>> It was supposed to be fun.
I wanted to make Beth feel
special.
She only gets to visit me every
month or so.
You know, it wasn't exactly
cheap, either.
>> Neither of you remember
anything else about that night?
>> Not after we fell asleep, no.
Somebody must've drugged us.
There was wine.
We drank that.
The next morning, Beth was out
cold and I...
>> What?
>> I woke up with this.
>> You need to see a doctor.
>> Beth and I went to one.
I was more worried that
she was okay, but nothing was
done to her.
>> Nothing?
>> No.
Except she's totally freaked.
Who would do this?
>> Iluxa Electronic.
They booked the apartment
online.
I thought maybe you could see
who came in and out of the
apartment.
>> You should go to the police.
>> You don't understand.
I'm this close to getting
offered the job of a lifetime
with Jake's law firm.
They do thorough background
checks.
You know how humiliating it
would be if anyone found out
about this?
Jake's the only one there I
trust.
>> He's got a point.
>> Okay, I can't force you to
file a complaint, but what about
your girlfriend?
She's okay with this decision?
>> Yes.
Please.
Jake says you can help us.
>> Okay.
I'll see what I can find out.
I still think Nick should go to
the police.
>> Maybe they can figure out if
it's a sick prank or something
first.
I promise if it's anything more,
then...
>> I'll take it to the Cyber
Crimes Unit.
>> Yeah.
Hey, look.
I want to apologize.
I know I bailed on our last date
because of work, which is a
terrible excuse and now I'm
coming to you with a favor.
>> It's okay.
>> No, it's not.
I really like you.
This isn't exactly how I wanted
things to go.
>> So how did you want it to go?
>> Kinda like that.
>> Yeah.
Okay.
>> After this case is closed, I
am making it up to you.
We're doing dinner.
>> No more cooking.
>> What, you don't like my
cooking?
>> It's just...
There are places in New York
that can actually cook for you.
>> Oh, I did hear that
somewhere.
Thanks for helping.
I mean it, you're incredible.
(tape rewinding)
>> How did that taste, Lindy?
Other guys don't understand you.
Do I have to kill someone else
to get your attention?
Please....
Don't make me do something we
will all regret.
(laughter, chatter, and music)
>> So, he's carrying me upstairs
on his back, and I can feel his
muscles keeping me from falling
into this hundred-foot ravine.
Oh, Lindy!
Look who's here.
>> Tessa.
>> Oh, my God, Lindy!
>> Hi.
>> It's amazing to meet you
finally.
>> Such a surprise.
>> Just off the plane.
You must try a caipirinha.
Go on.
It's the Brazilian national
drink.
Nectar of the Gods.
Trust me.
These people know how to live.
>> Thanks.
>> I learned how to make these
at a bar in Ipanema.
Be warned.
Too many and you'll definitely
crave a party somewhere.
Everywhere.
>> So that's where you've been--
Brazil.
>> One of the places.
>> Hence the communication
blackout.
>> I woke up on my 22nd birthday
and I realized,
I'd only been to two out of the
seven continents, so I left.
I wanted to go where no one gets
to go, see the things they never
get to see.
>> I can't believe you've become
such an adventurer.
>> Never thought you'd see the
day, right?
>> Honestly, no.
When we were in boarding school,
she was so afraid of flying that
she wouldn't even go back home
to England to see her family for
the holidays.
>> I conquered my fear and now
I'm conquering all my fears.
>> How long are you staying in
the city?
>> I have no idea.
I guess I'm just taking it one
day at a time.
>> So you're okay with it?
With her staying?
>> Of course.
But you need to tell her.
>> What?
Oh.
That we're rationed only six
minutes in the shower, as our
hot water tank sucks?
>> Stop it.
If she's going to stay, she
needs to know.
>> I have not seen Tessa in so
long.
I just want to spend time with
her.
I mean, I have to ease her into
the whole crazy time thing.
>> You mean crazy in the whole
serial killer sense of the word?
>> Yes.
>> If she stays, you tell her
everything.
>> Fine.
(knocking)
>> Hi.
>> Well, hello.
>> Let me guess.
You're here for Lindy?
>> Eh, that's negotiable.
>> I'm Tessa.
>> I'm, uh...
impressa.
(both laugh)
>> We should go out.
>> George.
>> That's four of us.
Four definitely makes a party.
>> Yes, it does.
>> Lindy?
>> Yes, Lindy.
>> Yeah, sorry.
George and I have some work that
we really need to catch up on.
>> Do we?
>> Next time.
>> Next time, yeah.
Okay.
(typing on keyboard)
>> Everything on Virtual Slumber
is done electronically.
People fill out a profile
online, rent an apartment, it
gets sent a QR key that opens a
digital lock.
>> What about the owner of the
apartment?
>> Lives in Paris full time.
>> Okay, first off, the whole
concept is disgusting, okay?
Renting someone else's apartment
with all their things and
sleeping in their bed?
People sweat a liter of water
into their mattress every night.
That's practically a waterbed.
>> Okay.
Uh, it looks like this apartment
isn't available until tomorrow.
Booking now.
(computer beeps)
>> So...
I know you got this case from
Jake, but what you're not
telling me is, what's going on
with you guys?
>> I don't know.
It's confusing.
>> Why?
'Cause you like him?
Oh...
I'm so not helping you until you
admit you like him.
>> I like him.
Maybe.
>> What?
Maybe?
Come on.
That wasn't that hard, was it?
Move.
Jeez.
Okay.
Let's see.
(computer beeps)
Huh.
That's weird.
The apartment network is
protected.
(computer beeps)
Really protected.
>> So how do we get a closer
look?
>> both: Fibertap.
(dialing)
(line ringing)
>> Hello?
>> Uh, delivery.
I've got flowers for you.
Uh, lovely flowers, actually.
From your grandmother?
(buzzer)
Yes!
>> You're a bad person.
(typing on keyboard)
>> Huh.
Nobody used the elevator
entrance to that apartment
that night besides Nick and
Beth.
>> So, whoever broke in entered
another way.
It's eight stories up.
There's no fire escape.
>> So, on a scale of one to
"ton," how good was the Jake
kiss?
>> I am not grading kisses
with you.
>> Oh, come on.
I am out here in my spare time,
Linds.
>> Okay, surprise factor, a ten.
The rest, none of your business.
>> "None of your business."
>> (laughing)
>> Hello, hold on.
I'm seeing a ton of video
compression traffic, like
they're running a live cable
station out of the apartment.
>> That means that apartment is
filled with hidden cameras.
>> Okay, yep.
That's pretty much my worst
nightmare.
>> So, where is all that footage
going?
All the data's being transmitted
from the apartment through Tor,
uploading to an untraceable
website.
>> As in the 99% of the Internet
that's hidden from the normals.
A haven for the weird and
illegal.
>> We know.
>> I just like saying that
phrase-- a haven for the weird
and gross and the illegal.
>> I've got a lock.
"Dolls House"?
((overlapping chatter)
>> What the hell is that?
>> It's a voyeur website.
>> They're all being watched.
(overlapping chatter)
This is happening all over the
city.
(overlapping chatter)
>> You know, I've heard nothing
from Oliver since that night?
Not one word.
Totally blew me off.
>> Can you blame him?
>> I thought he was, you know,
into it.
>> Okay, your first date was
with a serial killer,
your next date was with a
sociopath cyber terrorist.
Honey, I think he had his fill.
Connor, this is Tessa.
>> Why are all the hot men gay?
>> (laughing)
You look different from your
pictures.
>> Oh, God.
I was so clueless back then.
>> I liked how you were.
>> No, let's burn all those
pictures and let's make new
pictures.
Shots!
(overlapping chatter)
>> We can't shut it down--
there's nowhere to track it.
It's so deep, its URL is masked
by several bulletproof
countries.
>> So, what do we do?
There are over 1,000 apartments
on Virtual Slumber in New York.
We have no way of knowing which
ones have cameras.
>> You need to get this couple
to come in now so we can get a
warrant and search that
apartment.
>> I tried.
They came to me because they
don't want the police involved.
>> Well, it's not about just
them anymore, is it?
We're involved.
>> Okay, let me get this
straight.
This guy and his girlfriend get
drugged and he finds whip marks
on his back, but he won't
let the cops help him?
>> He's hiding something.
(computer alert)
>> Uh, guys?
I just found a load of archives
on the site.
Backlogs of all the hidden
camera footage.
>> Great.
So, we can find the footage of
Nick and Beth from that night.
>> That's a lot of files.
>> Well, I guess we're ordering
Chinese, Tommy boy.
>> What?
No. A serial killer?
You're serious?
>> She's serious.
Drink.
>> That's better.
Tell me everything.
>> I mean, that's all, really.
There's a serial killer stalking
people and ending their lives.
>> Drink.
>> I'm so sorry.
I mean, that is really, really
intense.
>> Yeah, it's, um, a lot to
process.
>> So, hey, if you don't want to
stay with them--
>> Please.
I lived in the rainforest for
four months, a place where
everything wants to kill you.
>> The rainforest?
I'd like to go there.
>> You better hurry.
>> Why?
>> It's bad.
The world's dying, Connor.
Faster than we know.
More drinks.
Be right back.
I need to show that bartender
how to make a cocktail.
>> Okay, there's definitely
something different about her
that now I'm worried.
>> What do you mean?
>> Tessa.
She never liked to drink.
Now she's some shot-loving world
traveler.
>> I don't know.
Would you want to be judged
based on who you were in high
school?
I wouldn't.
>> What are you saying?
>> People change.
>> I don't know if they change
that much.
>> Bottoms up.
Cheers.
>> * We got 'em wrapped around *
* Our cheeky fingers *
* Take me out *
* They'll soon feel *
* Our stingers *
* We'll make 'em swoon *
*Make it hurt just a little *
*The boys and the girls *
* And the freaks in the middle *
*Boys and the girls *
* And the freaks in the middle *
>> That's not what I was
expecting.
>> Nick's been renting the same
apartment on Virtual Slumber and
using it to cheat on Beth.
>> Definitely a player.
Sure looks like a motive to me.
>> Guys, I found the footage for
Beth and Nick that night.
All I'm getting is this.
>> (giggling)
You don't get to play here.
(giggling)
You don't get to play.
(laughing)
>> What the hell is that?
>> We need to talk to Beth.
(typing on keyboard)
>> How did you get my user name?
>> I found it on his computer.
>> Nick?
So, you're one of them.
>> Them?
>> One of his flings.
Oh.
You thought it was just us two?
There are other girls, you know.
Lots of them.
He's a liar.
An addict.
>> I'm sorry.
I just came here to tell you
that I had no idea what he was
doing.
>> Why?
To commiserate, compare notes,
gloat?
>> He lied to us.
>> Do not lump us together.
Nick and I met during freshmen
orientation.
He was my first love.
Who are you but a distraction, a
temptation?
>> I'm just so angry.
So humiliated.
Don't you just wish that there
was a way to get back at him?
>> I'm sorry for you.
I am.
But I got my revenge.
Now leave me alone.
("alone" echoing)
>> So?
>> It worked.
While you lured her to the
watering hole, you mischievous
lynx, I compromised her
computer.
>> And?
>> Found a video file that was
uploaded the night after Nick
and Beth's little Virtual
Slumber encounter.
Take a look.
(whip cracking)
>> She wanted revenge but needed
an alibi...
(whip cracking)
...so she hired someone else to
do it.
(whip cracking)
>> That is some weird
creepiness.
Who does that?
>> Attached to Beth's video is a
hidden URL for the Dolls House
site.
Look.
(overlapping chatter)
>> That's a whole other layer.
>> For special guests.
Apparently, just watching isn't
enough for some people.
This site provides a service
where you can pay to have them
played with.
>> Terrifying.
I'm never leaving my apartment,
ever, again.
Okay.
Grabbing Beth's user name and
password.
And...
>> Menu?
Wait, what's on the menu?
>> These are all Virtual Slumber
profile pictures, but...
>> That's how Beth did it.
When Nick went to the apartment
on Virtual Slumber, his picture
went up on this menu.
>> Lindy...
someone bought you.
How?
>> It's because I rented the
apartment.
>> A sting?
Absolutely not.
>> I rented the apartment for
the night.
Let's use it to lure him out.
>> We have no idea what this guy
wants to do with you or what
kind of perv paid him to do it.
>> It might be our only chance
to actually catch whoever is
doing this, in the flesh.
>> I've obtained a warrant.
We're covertly accessing the
admin portal.
That'll tell us who runs Dolls
House.
>> Yeah? And how's that coming?
>> Well, admin just keeps
displaying the same word--
"Babylon"-- it's untraceable.
>> We have a chance here, a tiny
window through which this
pervert is going to crawl.
>> All right.
But if we do this, you let me
plan everything.
Everything.
>> Lindy?
>> Good, you're back.
>> Why are you stuffing my
handbag with toiletries?
>> You're leaving.
>> Leaving?
>> Cyber Crimes is working a big
case.
I can't leave you here without a
protective detail.
>> Where exactly am I leaving
to?
>> Montauk.
I booked you on the jitney.
Connor's meeting you there.
>> Walkups are so exhausting.
What's happening?
>> Did you tell her about him?
>> Yes, I told her.
>> She told me.
>> So then you both understand
why it's not safe to be alone in
this apartment.
>> Why Montauk?
>> It's the end of the season.
It'll be quiet and safe.
>> Come on, Sophia.
We'll make it work.
>> (sighing)
Okay, sure.
But just the weekend.
>> Thank you.
I'm sorry, I had to go to the
police.
>> You did the right thing.
But Nick doesn't want to press
any charges against Beth-- he
just wants the footage of him
off the Internet.
>> We'll do our best.
>> Do you really have to go
through with this?
I brought you this case.
If something happens to you,
it's my fault.
>> I'm going to be fine.
It has to be me.
>> Hey.
Promise me you'll be careful.
>> From what we know, the whole
apartment is rigged with voyeur
cameras, full audio.
This creep will be watching
everything we do.
Pascal, you'll lead a team of
plainclothes unis outside the
apartment.
>> Got it.
>> Yeager, you'll go link into
the voyeur site and be our eyes.
You go inside the apartment and
wait until he reveals himself.
No one moves until then.
>> We?
But I booked the apartment as a
single occupancy.
>> Well, you just got hitched.
You didn't think you were going
in there alone, did you?
>> They love you when they need
you but dump you when all the
fun starts.
>> Excuse me?
>> What?
You don't feel left out?
>> That's not a carpet cleaning
van, is it?
>> No, no, it's not.
It's my private office.
>> You know what's great about
an office on wheels?
You can take it anywhere you
want.
>> You want to crash the sting?
**
>> Sophia?
>> (laughing)
Hey!
Oh.
>> You're drunk.
>> You're mad.
>> I need to talk to you.
You should be in Montauk right
now-- we agreed.
>> We were having so much fun
hanging out.
>> Sophia, this is serious.
>> I know, I know, I know.
I know. Look, don't worry.
Tessa's already booked a later
jitney.
Right, Tessa?
>> Uh...
I am so sorry.
I totally forgot.
>> You said you booked it.
>> It's fine.
We'll just get the next one.
There is always another jitney.
>> No. I'm sorry.
There's no time.
You're coming to the Cyber
Crimes Unit.
>> Where?
What's she talking about?
It was bad enough when she
wanted us to go to Montauk.
>> (sighing)
>> Did Sophia tell you that the
serial killer has killed ten
people?
>> Oh, my God.
>> What makes it worse, he likes
to target the people around me,
the people I care about.
So, please, meet me downstairs.
>> Okay.
That's a downer.
(elevator bell dings)
>> You ready?
So what do you think?
>> Amazing, honey.
>> And we're linked in.
>> They're inside.
>> Officers are in place.
>> Let's settle in.
Relax.
>> Oh, look.
A bottle of welcome wine.
You want a drink?
>> Yeah.
>> Why didn't you tell me your
killer was so prolific?
>> Because it terrifies me and I
try to not live my life in
terror.
>> If you keep staring at him,
you're gonna lose again.
>> I don't know what you're
talking about.
>> Oh, really?
He kind of reminds me of
Philippe.
You remember Philippe, from
Montreal?
You liked him.
>> We both liked him.
>> Yeah, well, he died.
Meningitis.
>> Wait, what?
That-- that's so sad.
Tessa...
What is going on with you?
>> What do you mean?
>> The partying.
Traveling, Philippe.
I don't know, it's just not you.
>> Look, it's really not a big
deal.
My parents are getting a
divorce.
They've been married for, like,
20 years, and then, all of a
sudden, they realized they hate
each other.
>> Yeah.
I'm really sorry.
>> Life.
Everything.
It's all temporary, so if you
want to climb a mountain or pet
a tiger or make a move on that
boy over there, you better just
do it.
>> No.
It's just flirtation.
>> Why not more?
I mean, someday we're all gonna
end up like poor Philippe.
>> The website just went live.
(overlapping chatter)
>> Lights.
Camera.
Freak show.
>> He doesn't know we're
watching?
>> I'm wirelessly looping in.
No harm, no foul.
**
>> Great place, huh?
>> Beautiful.
>> Yeah.
(cell phone buzzing)
>> That's the office.
Yeah.
>> You're up on the site.
>> Good to know.
>> (laughing)
This is painful to watch, man.
Loosen up.
You're acting like cops, not a
couple.
>> Yeah, I guess I'm out of
practice.
>> Well, you need to sell it.
He's watching you.
>> I'll do my best.
>> Is everything okay?
>> Yeah, you know, work.
Always getting in the way of our
romantic getaways.
They're watching.
**
>> * I can dream my future *
*Dream my future *
* On the under *
*I can feel my nature *
*Feel my nature *
>> Okay, so, uh, I brought
cocoa and, uh, hot apple cider.
>> * To hold or to refuse *
>> Uh...
we should get ready for bed.
Right?
>> Yeah.
Yeah, sure, whatever you say.
>> * Lover, can I *
* Ooh *
*At the wall in the mirror *
**
* On the one side *
* I can dream my future *
*Dream my future *
* On the... **
**
>> (breathing heavily)
**
>> Thanks.
>> Seems like it's gonna be an
all-nighter.
>> Yep.
Are you okay?
You seem different.
>> This was a bad idea.
>> Hey, wait.
What's a bad idea?
>> This.
This whole flirtation.
>> It's not easy having to hang
out and protect you all the
time.
>> I'm sorry I make it hard for
you.
>> It's just not fun having to
hang out with a girl that you'd
kill to take out,
if things were different.
But you can't, because things
are the way they are and that's
all they're ever gonna be.
>> Right.
>> How's the mattress?
You asleep already?
Tommy!
Tommy, what's wrong?
It's not the wine that was
drugged.
It's the pillow.
(gasping)
Oh!
Aah!
(whimpering)
Aah!
George!
Aah!
>> (yawning)
I bet stings were better in
the '70s.
With all that '70s crime.
>> Hmm, I hear everything was
better in the '70s.
Hey, you notice that?
>> What?
>> Tommy hasn't moved an inch
and Lindy's still in the
bathroom.
(electronic buzzing)
Video just glitched.
>> Oh, no.
He's looped the image.
Yeager, it's George.
Okay, don't ask me how I know
this, but the video feed, it's
looped.
>> They're in trouble!
>> 10-13, make entry now.
>> Let me go!
>> Let him come with me!
(elevator bell dings)
Police!
>> He took her.
He took Lindy.
>> (whimpering)
You're gonna get caught.
There are police all over the
place.
>> But we're alone now.
>> Who paid you?
Help!
Help! Help!
>> Building is surrounded.
I've got an air unit overhead.
There's no way he breached our
perimeter.
>> How could this happen?
You said she'd be safe.
>> We'll find her.
Pascal, start at the bottom,
work your way up.
I'll do the opposite.
>> You sure you're okay?
>> Just go.
>> (muffled screaming)
(overlapping chatter)
(muffled screaming)
>> Oh, my God.
>> (screaming)
>> Lindy!
Yeager, do something!
>> (screaming)
(screaming)
Oh, no! Aah!
(whimpering)
(screaming)
(whimpering)
Help! Help!
(whimpering)
(screaming)
(whimpering)
(screaming)
>> Lindy!
>> (screaming)
>> Lindy!
Lindy, no!
>> Aah!
>> (grunting)
>> (groaning)
>> Uhh!
You okay? You all right?
I got you.
>> (gasping)
Thank you.
(police radio chatter)
>> Michael Dahl.
Two stints at New York State
mental facility,
two more in prison.
You want to call someone?
>> No.
>> Says here your father owned
Dahl Fabricators.
Seems they did quite a bit of
renovation on the Virtual
Slumber buildings.
>> Yeah.
>> Who paid you?
Who paid you to brand her?
>> I was never gonna brand her.
That wasn't the deal.
>> What deal?
>> He only wanted me to scare
her.
To scare her real good.
To get just close enough.
>> Who paid you?
Tell me, who paid you?
>> I don't know.
That's not the way Babylon
works.
>> Babylon?
It's Babylon who pays you?
>> I never know who pays me.
But he said you would.
He gave me a message for you.
He has the power.
He always has the power to harm
you, but never would.
He never could.
You broke his heart.
>> Did I scare you, Lindy?
You're still my ten,
my perfection.
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