Who are you when no one's watching?
Everyone thinks that your life is this fairy tale.
You know, you're either making movies
or partying, or on a beach, or a yacht.
It's all transitory.
And eventually you have to go back to reality.
And you have to live with the person inside of you.
I never liked that person.
I'm not a real person.
That's why...
That's why I'm addicted to it,
because I'm...
I'm nothing...
Without the attention.
It's like a drug, where you just,
you need more and more and more
and eventually...
Eventually, you don't
care what you got to do to get it.
Sydney! Sydney! Sydney! Sydney! Sydney!
Where's markey?
Markey who?
If there was any other way, markey.
You're gonna take care of all my social media when I'm gone.
Is that really what you're worried about?
- Yeah. - Your brand?
I don't know if you've noticed,
but producers aren't exactly lining up
to get them some markey marlowe.
Don't be mean.
You think that's mean?
What do you think jail's gonna be like?
I've already been, remember?
I look awesome in a jumpsuit.
Real jail, markey, real jail.
Not some sleepover in an administration office
that you were too wasted to remember anyway.
Whatever.
How many people know I'm here?
Outside the court, just me,
your attorneys and your landlord, Daryl.
So you trust some random guy not to tell anyone,
but you don't trust me?
We did trust you, markey,
but you ruined that when you hid drugs in your house
and then assaulted your mom.
The fridge and the pantry are fully stocked.
Plenty of bottled water.
No Espresso maker?
Who's gonna make it?
I'm gonna try to come check on you,
but once the paparazzi realize that you're gone,
they're gonna tell everyone you know,
so I may not be able to make it back before this is over.
So you're leaving me here with no cell phone,
no Internet, and no TV.
There is a TV.
Everything's been cleaned and disinfected.
The linens are new, 600 thread,
Egyptian, just like you have at home.
Is that all you packed for me?
There's more in the closet.
You're leaving me here to die, aren't you?
There's only two keys.
You've got one, and I've got one.
Unless it's someone from the court,
do not open the door for anyone, do you understand?
What about my landlord?
Forget about him.
I mean, he has a key but he's not gonna bother you.
And you are not gonna bother him unless it's an emergency.
He'd be lucky to be bothered by me.
Markey, please, he just lost his grandmother.
What if he tries to
make a suit out of my skin or...
Seriously, there's nothing to worry about, he's fine.
And he signed a huge confidentiality agreement.
They set the GPS on the monitor to the footprint
of the property, so just stay within the fence line.
Come here.
You just have to stay here for 30 days
and then your probation will be over,
and you can start rebuilding your brand.
I know this is gonna be hard,
but I know you can do it.
What difference does it make?
Nobody cares about me anymore.
I think it's time you grow up.
Never showed me upstairs, Annie.
Her only constant companion, the camera,
her expressionless friend.
Her nameless lover, it follows her everywhere,
greedily capturing her for every breath taken.
For Marilyn is a star.
Undeniably, she is the star,
embodying every shimmering greed that lights our eyes.
But what exists behind the glittering cascade?
The camera's merciless gaze reveals her unadorned face,
eyes, and only by the fires, the quiet struggle.
I can't just ignore the incidents leading up to this.
The escalating violence going on within this family,
it's a mess.
Just like all the press clamoring outside
that I had to ban from the courtroom.
I am going to issue the temporary restraining order for 30 days.
Jade marlowe and Cara marlowe,
this no contact order goes both ways.
God knows all parties could use a break from each other.
If there's nothing else from the plaintiffs,
you two are dismissed.
Thank you, your honor.
See you out there, mar?
Hundred feet, little one.
Don't worry about her, jadey.
Miss marlowe, sit down.
Barring any setbacks, we will reconvene this matter
on the last day of your house arrest,
which is August the 5th.
We're adjourned.
...saw her hidden moves,
yet fewer still took them to be omens of mortal doom.
Always, Marilyn's performances shone
with an undeniable sparkle.
She dreamed our dreams on the screen.
One is a brilliant light with a lurking shadow,
and one burns more quickly and more furiously.
This is the defining irony of her legacy.
Don't worry about her, jadey.
Plug, water, coffee.
Power.
Come on, Annie, no bikini either.
Wow, tmz would love to see me in these.
Something to read would have been nice too, Annie.
Hello?
Excuse me, I locked myself out.
Do you have a key, please? Thank you.
I locked myself out. Do you have a key for my door?
Thank you. What's upstairs?
I'm sorry, what?
There's stairs in my living room
that lead to a locked door,
and I heard noises above my bedroom last night.
Just... what's upstairs?
Rats, probably.
Good morning, ladies.
Yes?
I'm bored.
So go watch TV or something.
That sounds like something my grandma used to say.
Can you at least open the door and look at me
while I talk to you?
My TV remote is broken. Can you fix it for me?
What happened to your grandma?
Died.
Obviously. How?
Cancer. What are her figurines doing in here?
This is stupid, but, um,
I can't sleep without my bears
and ever since I was little, I would have one
that would stay in bed with me and the other
would watch both of us from the night stand,
so I though the figurines might help.
Actually, first, I tried to watch myself in the mirror,
but that was really stupid.
I can't believe Annie forgot to pack them.
If the bears were so important,
why didn't you pack them yourself?
She's my assistant. She packs.
It's dead, I'm sorry.
What am I supposed to do?
Thank you, I knew how to turn it on like that.
Oh, well, then you're not that helpless.
Was your grandma that helpless?
What's that supposed to mean?
I don't know, I just said it. Sometimes I say stupid...
She was dying, she couldn't help how she was.
Maybe I can't help how I am.
You made me like this. You don't care about me.
All you care about is money.
You're nothing but a pimp, Cara.
Don't you call me Cara. I'm your mother.
Oh, so I can call my mother a pimp,
but I can't call her by her first name.
Shut up, markey. I don't want Jade hearing you
talk to me like that. You are ruining her.
Oh, I'm ruining her?
So I guess it was my fault that your precious little
underage piece of Jade got herself drunk
and decided to hook up with scumbag Nick
at a nightclub?
I am the one that saved her.
You were probably too busy sucking down a bottle of wine
to even know that she snuck out.
That's it, markey.
You are done talking to me like that
and you are done with this family!
I see.
So the pimp lost control of one whore
and now she's afraid to lose the other.
I made you what you are.
Everything, everything you have
is because of me...
And this is what I get for it?
Yeah,
you made me what I am
and this is what you get for it.
I need your help. I'm bleeding,
I cut myself and I'm bleeding.
Okay, okay, okay, stop, I'll look at it.
Okay, cover it up, cover it up.
- What did you do? - I cut myself.
On purpose. Could you just do something about it?
I need something.
Okay, I'll be right back. Hang on.
Okay, this is...
This will sting. Move your hand, please.
Okay.
Ow.
- Can you hold that there? - Mm.
God, please don't tell anybody about this.
I signed an agreement.
How did they find this place?
Your attorneys had a connection with the coroner's office
and this place fit all their needs and I need the money.
You know there's a guy in Japan
that would a pay million bucks for my bloody tampons?
So sell it to him.
Sicko would probably know the difference.
Nobody cares about me.
I'm just a piece of meat to all of them.
All they care about is money,
and once that's over...
They're all gone.
Except Annie.
She's the only one I've got left.
And I have to pay her just to be around me.
- Yeah? - Move
Now, if there's nothing else I can do for you...
You can get my bears for me.
That was rhetorical. That was rhetoric.
Please.
Look, I cut myself on purpose,
because I am going insane, for Christ's sakes.
I need my bears, I'm not gonna make it
through this without them.
I get it,
you're like some sort of recluse or some shit like that.
No, I'm not some sort of recluse or some shit like that.
Okay, when was the last time you got out?
I made the arrangements when my grandmother died.
My grandma Addie...
She's the one that got me the bears.
She was this actress in the '60s
and I wanted to be just like her.
And she got me two Teddy bears...
With the theater masks for faces?
- Yeah. - And she told me
to sleep with the drama bear,
so that the sad face would
scare away all the monsters like a gargoyle.
And that I should put the comedy bear
on my nightstand, so that its smile
is the first thing that I saw
when I woke up in the morning.
You miss taking care of your grandmother, don't you?
I owed it to her.
But it was more than that, wasn't it?
I mattered.
She needed me.
Then do this for me, please.
I know it seems like a little thing,
but it means so much to me.
I need you.
You can matter to me.
Won't the paparazzi be staking out your house?
Thank you.
? And the traveler in the dark
? thanks you for its tiny spark ?
? as your bright and tiny light ?
? lights the traveler in the night ?
? though I know not what you are ?
? twinkle twinkle little star ?
You didn't get it?
A guy ambushed me in the back yard.
Paparazzi?
I didn't see a camera.
Did you get a good look at him?
I punched him and I ran away.
I can show you, here.
Why'd you bring a camera?
Because I thought you might like to see.
Get off me, aah!
Bitch! Oh...
Wait, wait, go back. I think that's Nick.
Get off me, aah!
Bitch!
Yep, that was Nick.
That's your ex-boyfriend Nick?
I wish you could have punched his teeth in.
You didn't ask.
I feel like when I'm playing a role...
...I'm free.
I'm free from having to be me.
I do.
My name is Adele marlowe.
I'm markey marlowe's grandma Addie on her father's side.
Oh, markey was a beautiful baby,
but she wasn't...
She wasn't a beautiful child.
She wasn't allowed to be a child.
Her parents always wanted her to be something else.
An actress, model,
beauty queen,
meal ticket, mostly.
Maybe some of it was my fault.
When she was little, I used to sing "twinkle twinkle little star" to her
to get her to stop crying.
Worked every time.
Her mother insisted her first word was "mama."
Mm-mm, I know it was "star."
It appeared that she enjoyed it.
I mean, what child wouldn't love all that attention?
She got to play dress up every day,
and on set she was waited on hand and foot
or she was treated like a Princess.
Isn't that what every little girl wants nowadays,
to be a Princess?
I think what she really wanted was...
To be loved without an audience.
Well, I wasn't around very long.
I didn't see how it tore everyone apart.
She needed someone to guide her,
and to watch over her
and to protect her,
someone motivated by love and caring
and not money and fame.
I like to think that if I was still there for her,
maybe she wouldn't be the way that she is now.
Maybe I'm just fooling myself.
Nothing in markey's life was ever real.
Maybe she's too far gone now.
Maybe she should just give up.
What?
What, what do you want, what?
What are you doing?
Uh, no, what are you doing banging on my door
in the middle of the night like a crazy person?
I heard you talking in there, didn't I?
Stalk much?
The walls are thin and it's not the first time
that I've heard you talking in there, is it?
And you're not supposed to have a cell phone
and also, if you violate your probation
while you're in there, they will blame me.
Jesus, okay, I'll show you, come on.
I couldn't sleep, so I did some improvising
and that's my audience.
Were you pretending to be my grandmother?
No, mine.
Is that you and your parents?
Mm-hmm.
Are they gone?
Mm-hmm.
Car accident, not long after that picture was taken.
Do you remember it?
I mean, I remember the...
The sounds of their suffering mostly.
How'd it happen?
Went over the edge driving up in the mountains
and it took them about three days to find us,
which is about how long it took for my parents to die.
Is that your grandma?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's her.
I'm not a real person.
That's why I'm addicted to it, because I'm...
I'm nothing without the attention.
It's like a drug, where you just,
you need more and more and more and...
Eventually...
Eventually you don't care what you gotta do to get it.
Oxy. You gotta be kidding me.
And when everything else is gone, then...
The hope is the last thing that you lose.
And if there's no one around to help you get it back, then...
I mean, you might as well just give up.
I'm not gonna give you guys stupid names
like wilbur and babe.
You are Eric and you are Christine.
You scumbag.
Open up!
Hey!
Open up! Open the door!
Hey!
Found your camera, perv. You were spying on me.
I didn't... I didn't have time to take them down.
That's your excuse?
Wait, I'm sorry, "them"? How many are there?
One in... There's one in each...
There's one in each room.
Is this why I'm here, so that you can film
some markey marlowe voyeur peep show shit?
No, they're not even hooked up.
If I break my ankle monitor,
the cops will be here within five minutes.
No, stop, don't, don't.
Please.
I'll show you.
This is the dvr for the cameras right here
and you can see none of the cables are plugged in.
All the cables are just lying here on top of the dvr.
Or you were watching me in the bathtub,
saw me find the camera, and disconnected everything
before I came over.
I don't know how else to prove it to you.
Why do you even have them?
So I could watch my grandmother.
You watched your grandmother go to the bathroom?
- That's gross. - No, I...
Statistically speaking, that's where the elderly
die the most often.
And she didn't want to be a burden,
but I wanted to watch over her,
so installed the cameras without her knowing.
Did she die in the bathroom?
No, in the bed.
My bed?
I had everything cleaned...
I wanna see her.
I wish grandma Addie had lived to be that old.
She never got to look like a grandma.
How much footage did you keep?
All of it.
You should make a documentary.
Final days of a dying proud woman.
That's, like, some Oscar shit right there.
I'd have to change the ending.
Why?
I mean she dies. That's what it's all about.
I love films where the main character dies at the end.
Isn't that what we all do? Die at the end?
Still, I'd have to change the ending.
Do you believe me about the cameras?
Haven't decided.
Okay.
What do we do? What more can I do for you?
You can make me trust you.
I have a clip here of you...
That's worth seven figures, maybe.
All I'd have to do is call the tabloids,
and they would go crazy over it.
So sell it to them.
I would never sell it.
Why not?
My ex boyfriend sold our sex tape.
It's funny that you should mention Nick.
I used to collect footage of celebrities.
You're really killing it on the getting-me-to-trust-you thing.
I thought that if I could figure out
why some people need attention so badly,
like it justifies their very existence, maybe I could...
Ah, so you must have like a shitload of footage of me.
Where did you get this?
I shot it.
- You're a paparazzi? - No.
Once I figured out that all the stuff
I was collecting off the TV and Internet
was mostly PR bullshit,
I decided to collect them myself.
I wanted to get the candid moments
that the paparazzi rarely see.
How did it feel being in the crowd?
It's easier with the camera.
People look at it instead of me.
I'm invisible behind it.
Do you remember that night?
Just another party.
How much did you get?
All of it.
You don't have to watch it if you don't want.
No, I wanna see it.
How'd you know we'd be in the alley?
You all arrived in the same limo,
so when I saw Sydney leaving the front,
I figured you must be sneaking out the back for some reason.
They set me up.
They thought it'd be fun
to see me have a public meltdown
when they told me that my best friend Sydney
and my boyfriend Nick had been screwing
behind my back for months.
They even made bets whether or not
I'd go to jail that night.
Why didn't you call the police?
Why didn't you?
Yeah, that would have gone over great.
The police would have leaked it to the press,
and the tabloids would have spun whatever story
and somehow it would end up being my fault,
that I was asking for it or...
...i made it up to get attention.
What are you doing?
Do you have any idea how beautiful you are right now?
Yeah, whatever.
No, look.
That's you without a mask on.
Pure, raw emotion.
Why would I ever share what's inside of myself,
when all of my life I've been taught how worthless it is?
How do you feel right now?
Like a pathetic piece of shit.
Worthless.
So now what do you wanna do about it?
- What do you mean? - I mean...
You didn't do anything when Nick raped you.
You just took it,
and now you feel like a pathetic piece of shit and worthless.
So now what do you wanna do about it?
It's like whatever.
Do you remember when you told me
you wished that I would have punched Nick's teeth in?
You got off on that, didn't you?
So say it again.
I want you to punch Nick's teeth in.
No, be real.
I want you...
To punch Nick's teeth in for me.
Good, now I want you to imagine it,
all in detail.
Nick's got this...
Gold implant with a diamond...
And I was just thinking how good it would look
hanging around my neck.
I think you should take these before I do something stupid.
Oh, I'm sorry,
I thought I cleaned everything up.
It's cool. Annie missed them too.
Thank you.
Could you film me some more?
It makes me feel better.
You like watching what's going on in that bedroom?
Don't invade their privacy.
Seriously?
Next you're gonna tell me
you haven't been watching me sunbathe in my underwear.
I haven't.
Why not?
I only watch people in public,
when they should expect to be watched.
Your grandma didn't expect to be watched.
That's...
She needed to be watched.
So do I.
Could you look at this, actually?
I think it might be infected. I don't know.
You can keep recording if it makes you more comfortable.
Could you cover up, please?
I don't know if it's infected,
but you definitely do need a new bandage.
- And a water too. - Mm-hmm.
Would you go out tonight and...
Film something for me?
Why are you sneaking out?
I didn't wanna see you get your hopes up
only to disappoint you, like with the bears.
I don't think you'll disappoint me.
Go to the rude bar.
There's always something happening there.
It's hard taking care of someone you love
when they're dying,
especially when they're the only one
you have left in the world.
It takes over your life.
It is your life.
Nothing else matters.
You'd do anything and everything for them,
even if it's something you don't wanna do.
But you do it anyway,
'cause you know it's important,
because it's what they want.
I'm sorry, did I wake you?
No, I was waiting up. Did you get some good stuff?
I think so.
Your bff made an appearance
at the rude bar tonight.
Yeah, she's addicted to their pixie sticks
and their paparazzi.
Was Nick there?
I didn't see him, but I wasn't there very long.
Sydney, Sydney.
Do you know where markey's holed up?
"Do I care" is a better question.
Any thoughts about her possibly going to jail?
I hope...
What... what did she say?
I couldn't hear it.
She said, "I don't care" and then something else to this.
You're good at that.
Any thoughts about her possibly going to jail?
I hope...
And then something about a...
Like a broomstick or something.
Why is she so lame?
I don't know what I'd like to do more
when she does that,
break every one of her fingers
or rip out every hair on that empty head.
But if you had to choose?
All right, markey, you can do this.
Your grandma didn't expect to be watched.
That's different. She needed to be watched.
Could you look at this, actually?
I think it might be infected.
And a water too.
So you can see the light of day?
I'm not a peeping Tom. I'm not a vampire either.
What do you think?
It's not real, but it suits you.
Thank you.
I found out what Sydney said about you last night.
Sydney! You know where markey's holed up?
"Do I care" is a better question.
Any thoughts about her possibly going to jail?
Oh, I hope some dyke
rapes that bitch with a broomstick.
What did I do to deserve that?
You know, I haven't seen...
My dad in five years.
And my mom and Jade,
they stopped coming to my court hearings...
Way before the restraining order,
because they were worried that the negative press
would hurt sweet little Jade's budding career.
Did you know that there was a...
There's a gambling site online
that takes bets on how I'm gonna die.
Did you hear this?
No.
The choices were...
Car accident,
car accident under the influence...
Accidental overdose,
suicide, pretty corpse,
suicide, ugly corpse,
and murdered by stalker.
God, what I'd like to do to that bitch Sydney.
You already chose.
Bye!
Bye, thank you all. See you again tomorrow.
- Okay. - Okay.
One... no, no!
- Ahh... - Don't you just love oxy?
Oh, when did we take oxy?
It was in your pixie sticks.
Oh my god, party drugs in pixie sticks!
Why didn't I think of that?
How can we thank you?
I wanna go out big...
Like Marilyn.
Then I'll help you.
I'll make sure they remember you.
Where am I?
How did I get here?
You're not very heavy.
Thank you.
Seriously, though, why am I here?
You traded your safety for fame.
You're here because your publicist tells the paparazzi
what you're doing every minute of every day.
It's all out there for the world to see,
right down to the routine you do when you come home.
Okay, if you know me so well,
why'd you go through all this trouble?
Everybody knows I am freaky.
I can do you any way you want.
Unless this isn't what you wanted.
Also, you betrayed your friend.
Look.
Sydney, do you know where markey's holed up?
"Do I care" is a better question.
Any thoughts about her possibly going to jail?
I hope some dyke rapes that bitch with a broomstick.
What?
This is about markey marlowe?
No one cares about that bitch.
I can give you a lot more than she can.
I doubt that very much.
I don't know what I wanna do more to her
when she does that,
break every one of those fingers
or rip every hair out of that empty head.
What do you think she chose, Sydney?
Murdered by stalker.
That's the one it has to be.
Whatever you're doing, keep doing it.
Ow! What are you doing?
An accident or a suicide
doesn't have the impact that you need.
And then I'd be the one to blame.
You don't understand, Sydney.
She chose hair.
But if a stalker kills you...
It means obsession.
Markey chose to rip every hair out of your empty head.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no! Please!
No, no!
Stop, please!
It means a want so great
that you'd do anything it takes
to posses the object of desire.
No, no, no, please, wait!
...even if it means destroying it.
You'd be like a character in a movie.
Everyone loves me as long as I'm being someone else.
? Twinkle twinkle little star ?
? how I wonder what you are
? up above the world so high
? like a diamond in the sky
? twinkle twinkle little star
? how I wonder what...
How would your grandma feel seeing you like this?
It would have killed her.
How would your grandma feel?
This isn't about me.
What about your father?
Forget about him...
...just like he forgot about me.
What about your mother?
Damn paparazzi.
- No, no! - Don't, don't, don't!
Don't scream.
I have enough tape for your mouth.
Your daughter told me not to hurt you.
Do you understand?
Where is she? Where is Jade?
Your other daughter told me not to hurt you.
Do you remember markey?
Where's Jade?
If only you cared about markey a fraction
about how much you care about your Jade.
You don't know shit.
Oh, but I do. I know a lot.
I know that it's true you only had Jade
because you were worried about markey's career
coming to an end, didn't you?
Where is she? Where is Jade?
Jade!
Stop, stop!
Don't scream.
I swear to god, you better not hurt her!
You hear me?
Jade!
Jadie.
You should never have abandoned markey like that, Cara.
First her father, then her mother.
Look at you, you little pussy.
You can't even look me in the eye, can you, you loser?
Abandonment is the worst thing
that a parent can do to a child,
that's unforgivable.
But markey wanted some requital.
No, no, no!
I wanna see the look on Cara's face
when something happens to her pretty little piece of Jade.
Nothing else matters.
You'd do anything and everything for them,
even if it's something you don't wanna do.
But you do it anyway,
because you know it's important,
because it's what they want.
I told you I'd have to change the ending.
It's perfect.
What were you talking about?
She was ready to go,
but she couldn't stop her body from struggling.
Her body still had this basic primal will to live.
I couldn't just restrain her or simply overpower her.
It would have left marks all over her body,
and the police would have known that I killed her,
so the only way for it to work was for her
to just lie there and wait for it to happen.
It took over an hour.
I know, I watched it all.
It's beautiful and so are your words.
I hope the film that you make for me is this beautiful.
How are you gonna kill me?
Any way you want.
I don't want you to shoot the ending.
I want them to wonder what happened.
What about Annie?
Daryl, are you there?
This is Annie, markey's assistant.
Listen, something happened that markey needs to know about.
I'm coming right over.
Markey? It's Annie.
Oh, my poor girl.
Markey, are you up there?
Markey?
I knew you'd look good with bangs.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.
I panicked, and I didn't know what to do.
I'm gonna take the tape off of your mouth.
I'm asking my very-well-paid assistant...
And my best friend
to please keep it down.
I'm trying to keep her safe.
Have you completely lost it?
Stop screwing around and listen to me.
Someone attacked Jade and your mom.
Mm-hmm.
Stop it! You're freaking me out, markey.
I'm in control
and he won't hurt you as long as you stay out of it.
- It's almost done. - What's almost done?
We both agreed that if I was to be remembered,
like Marilyn, I'd have to go out big.
He's back.
You just stay right here,
and it'll all be over soon.
No, no cameras, please.
And turn off the monitor.
There, that's better.
Isn't that better?
That's me...
Not some video of some other room
in some other place, but... that's me...
Right there in front of you.
People look at me like I'm some kind of mirror,
and all they see is their own fantasy
and then...
And then they tell me I'm the one living the fantasy...
When it's their own words coming out of my mouth
and their lewd thoughts wrapping their hands around my neck.
That's what I see.
A shape...
An object.
I'm pretty...
But I'm not beautiful.
There's a million little girls out there all alone,
wishing that they could become movie stars
and I'm the one that wished the hardest and here I am.
I wished so hard that everything became make believe...
Even me.
I don't want you to shoot the ending,
because I want it to be a mystery.
I am so tired of waking up.
I just wanna dream forever and sleep forever.
No, no, no!