Leave it to Russell to show up to the hospital with a bunch of stolen and clearly Photoshopped scrapbooks meant to jog Jennifer's memory (he literally Photoshopped his face into her family photos he clearly nabbed off her Instagram). Like someone struggling with a YouTube makeup tutorial, the skin on his face and neck don't even match! My creep siren is GOING OFF. Plus, he informs her that both her parents also died in an accident, which frankly seems suspect AF. There's not enough CBD oil (or booze) in the universe to make this scene OK.
Out of nowhere, a brooding witness to the accident shows up to the hospital with flowers and ominous music. I immediately have a feeling things won't end well for him.
After playing a few memory games and eating some pancakes, Russell takes his "wife" home to his woodsy megamansion that's in the middle of nowhere, because where else would it be? Also, it's worth pointing out that no matter how crummy your memory is, you'd remember that house — for a potential killer, he has excellent taste in interior design!
It's only a matter of time before Russell catches up with the witness who showed up at the hospital for a friendly chat. LOL, just kidding, he strangles the guy to death.
So, what does Russell decide to do with the body of the giant man he just murdered? Bring him home to nondiscreetly bury in the middle of his yard, of course! He's so loud about it, in fact, that Jennifer wakes up and sees him digging the grave. He doesn't even bother hiding the big mound of dead-body dirt behind a tree! Or a bush! Not even a shrub!
It's at this point I start to wonder if I should order a box set of CSI DVDs to send to Russell, because clearly he's never seen it.