Someone in the show thread wondered if we could accept that, "Bridget's still alive," bit as canon, since it never happened in the pilot episode. Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! Look, as much as I enjoy pretending I'm watching Buffy living undercover, playing these two sisters who just happen to be her doppelgangers, Ringer is not that kind of show. While there's plenty of mystery, there's no mythology here in the Buffy sense of the word, so authorial intent is less critical to deciphering the text. In guilty pleasure TV, a thing happens. You then jeer or cheer it, grab another handful of popcorn, fast-forward through the commercials (sorry sponsors, but you know we all do it, so why pretend) and wait for the next thing to happen. When something happens that you were totally sure was going to happen, you get to crow, "I KNEW IT." And when you're surprised, you shout, "OMG, I SHOULD HAVE SEEN THAT COMING!" Shows like this aren't aiming for our brains. Oh, they're glad to hit our brains, but they're mainly concerned with our guts (and points south), although they do like our eyes, too.
After the title sequence, we open in New York. Bridget is playing with her dead hit man's cell phone and conveniently flashing back to killing her attacker and then retrieving his phone from a steamer trunk during the middle of a cocktail party, in case we missed the first two episodes. Andrew comes in and he and Bridget exposit about Juliet. She's gone to Miami to dry out (because Miami isn't at all a party town?) at her mom's. Andrew mentions that he's surprised his ex agreed to take in her own daughter. Poor Juliet. I've gone from hating her to wanting to wrap her in a blanket and feed her soup in just two weeks. Bridget is clearly into Andrew. She mentions that she made him coffee and he seems taken aback, but pleasantly so. He leaves for work with just one request -- that Bridget be at a certain place at 11:00 AM for a surprise. He's left the address on the foyer table.