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Gallagher, is suspect number one.

You knew I was gonna fill you in.

And I know you're doing your best.

You think Marcus is on Gallagher's payroll?

Maybe.

Meredith keeps trying to call me.

We need to talk.

Sorry.

Old habits.

Yeah.

Speaking of.

Yeah. Um, last night was uh...

A bit of a surprise.

Me showing up or the other thing?

You know, if you told me you were coming,

I would have taken the whole day off.

You... you didn't sleepwalk.

Another win.

Seems like you're doing really well here.

Well, I'd have preferred to not have been banished here

by you-know-who.

But yeah, no, it's... it's um,

it's... it's better than I thought.

Yeah. I did come here for a reason.

Sorry, sorry. Just...

Go on.

To talk to you.

Face-to-face.

I gotta take it.

Hey.

Oh, um.

Yeah, I think I know where she is.

I'm gonna need a ride though, okay?

Sorry.

I... I should have called, not just showed up.

Of course, you're busy.

They discovered a body, so...

Oh god, uh.

I have an idea.

Why don't you consider staying a couple of days, you know?

When's the next time you're gonna have a chance

to walk around free and easy in France.

I'll see.

Key's there.

Make yourself at home.

How'd you know I was here?

Ah, 'cause I listen when you talk.

You always ride on Tuesdays.

What's up with you?

Well, we do have a possible homicide.

I know, I got the message.

But there's something else.

Hey, let's mix things up today.

How about I drive?

You really are hilarious.

Okay, seriously, what's up with you?

Meredith showed up last night.

First, actually, I thought it was you at my door.

Hmm.

Oh, I thought I had overstepped with the whole Marcus thing.

Hey, you guys.

Last night, a hiker heard a scream near the bog

and we found the body.

Oh. You got an ID?

We haven't actually recovered it yet.

The bog is an active dig site.

A team of archaeologists has been working it

for a few months now.

So, we think they've discovered an actual bog body?

Well, it's hard to say at this stage.

Okay, let's see.

- Bonjour. - Thank you.

That's doctors Karl Vankel and Hilary Taber.

She's a professor of archaeology at east mount university

and is running this dig.

Who are those guys?

That's Myron jang, Isabella Montez,

and Silas ahearn.

Archaeology majors assigned to Dr. Taber.

Is that Camille Previn?

Yeah, the bog and all this land are hers.

She turned her house into a bed and breakfast.

It's just over there.

And uh, all the archaeologists are all staying at her place.

You idiots!

This is extremely delicate and historically valuable.

Well, it does kinda look like a viking.

Hmm.

Or a murder victim.

Well, I never thought I'd be investigating

an actual viking murder.

Hey!

I have seen some ugly stiffs in my day,

but this guy... ooh!

Uh, hi!

Who's this?

No clue.

Natasha Bourge.

Well, I'm Arch and he's Fitz.

Apparently, your coroner moved back to France.

So, your boss dragged me in with some grand promises,

said it was urgent.

Not seeing the emergency

in a potential prehistoric dead guy.

Do you remember the bog body in Northern Ireland?

The police thought it was a recent murder,

because the bones and skin were still intact.

Yes.

But the radiocarbon confirmed he was over 2,000 years old.

Fascinating.

Could that be the case with this guy?

I mean, the peat in Saint-Pierre

could act as a preservation agent.

Maybe, yeah.

But it's hard to know if Eric the red here

is the real deal until we do some tests.

If he is an historic find, we'll have to fill out forms.

Send the body back to Paris for an autopsy

with a certified forensic anthropologist.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let's just take a beat before we start calling in the feds.

Oh, okay.

You can take a look at that.

It's a piece of the tunic. Might help you with dating him.

Looks like cause of death could be blunt force trauma

to the back of the head.

Certainly might be.

But like I told your partner, just give me a beat.

Right.

Okay.

It was nice meeting you.

♪ Trying to keep me alive ♪

♪ stop ♪

What do you think happened to Emmanuelle?

Probably reconciling with her ex-husband.

She's divorced and remarried the guy

like five times.

Maybe there's hope for you yet.

Karl Vankel is threatening to sue

if we withhold his find any longer.

Really doesn't make much of a first impression, does he?

And he's got a past.

What kind of past?

Well, a swedish newspaper reported

when he got called out on his methods

during a panel there,

he punched out another archaeologist.

See what you can find on this, please.

No, no. Don't get up.

Where is he?

Dr. Taber,

what time did you find the body in the bog last night?

She didn't find anything.

I discovered what years of time and my research have proven

to be true.

It hasn't been proven yet, Karl.

Shut up!

Come on, Hilary.

You saw it with your own eyes.

His skin, the way he was killed.

It's classic viking justice.

It's the first evidence of its kind in Saint-Pierre.

It's my find.

It's my site.

Actually, it's my site.

Oh.

You two, you don't work together?

No.

He insinuated himself into my dig,

always wanting what's not his.

That is absolutely not the case.

While your group was looking for portuguese pottery,

I made a find of historic significance.

Karl believes that the vikings

predated southern european settlers.

Even though other scholars have proven that

the Danes never set foot on these islands.

Tiny thinkers like you.

It's why she's always resented my work.

Neither of you will go near the body

or the site

until our investigation is complete.

If we need to discuss it further,

we know where to find you.

Come before dinner.

You could save us from another delightful meal

courtesy of our innkeeper.

Have a nice day.

Karl Vankel.

A total tool.

The way he spoke to Hilary Taber.

Yeah the... the guy has a way

of really getting under your skin.

Why are we wasting our time on this bog man?

Well, prehistoric or not,

I mean, I think it's worth our while.

It's still a dead body.

Exactly.

We thought we could pull

whatever missing persons' reports we have.

Well, how far back should we go?

Okay, okay.

Am I going to have to be the one to bring up la veuve noire?

What's he talking about?

The black widow, Camille Previn,

the owner of the inn and bog land.

Her late husband went out fishing

and was never seen again.

Camille got the property and the big house.

I'm just saying our bog viking could be her dead husband.

Antoine Prévin was lost at sea over 10 years ago.

Why don't we figure out what we're even investigating

before you start throwing ghost stories around?

Marcus was a bit edgy.

Pretty defensive around the whole topic of Camille.

He's edgy about a lot of things lately.

And as much as it pains me to say it,

Renuf could be right.

And so Camille's husband disappeared

under strange circumstances?

I mean, what are the odds that Karl found

a perfectly preserved viking on Camille's land?

Hilary didn't seem very convinced.

Her overall reaction was a bit off.

Yeah, as an archaeologist,

you'd think she'd be at least a bit excited.

Even if it went against her initial theories.

Let's see if any of the academics can help.

So, Meredith?

Yeah.

Apparently, she has some heavy news to deliver.

Had to come here and tell me in person.

Hmm.

We cannot run from the inevitable.

Right.

I guess I need to have an honest conversation with my ex.

You need to have an honest conversation with your boss.

Marcus could come clean about Gallagher

or turn against me.

So, looks like neither one of us know

what we're up against.

Bonjour, madame Prévin.

That body you found is not my husband.

Is that why are you here?

No better than those gossipy townspeople.

We wanted to ask you and your guests some questions.

What do you want from me?

Help! Somebody help!

What are you doing?

Silas!

She's... she's gone.

I'm sure this must be quite a shock to you.

But we're trying to discover who killed Dr. Taber, Hilary.

How long have you worked with her and Karl?

We worked for Hilary, not Karl.

So, what was Karl's role?

Showed up,

moved in to the b&b and our dig.

But she was the one with all the funding

and permits.

Why didn't she stop him?

He could be persuasive.

Where were you after you left the station?

In my room, recording my discovery.

I was up early, you know, from all the excitement at the bog.

So, I had an nap. Alone.

I went to check on the dig site.

Make sure it wasn't being contaminated, you know?

Then I... I saw...

So, you're saying you have no alibi?

And what about Hilary?

When was the last time you saw her?

I heard her and Karl fighting in her room.

I didn't think too much of it.

They've been at it since his arrival.

Could you hear what they were fighting about?

They were toxic together.

When they were married, they did their most important work

and then they split.

They became competitors.

She was upset that Karl's discovery might diminish

all the work that we... That she had done.

I bet that asshole did this.

Did your argument spin out of control?

Get physical?

That's a horrible insinuation.

Hey, Karl, I... I used to be married myself.

I know what it's like to have regrets.

Sometimes, it's good to talk about it.

Is there anything that you regret, Karl?

Not like you're suggesting.

Yes, at times I belittled her, but she was my greatest love.

And now my discovery will be the only thing

that history remembers about this entire expedition.

Pretty sure Hilary's murder might steal

some of that thunder.

Silas would be my number one.

He was literally found with the victim in his arms.

Yeah, he said he pulled Hilary out of the bog.

He was trying to save her life.

Yeah, I spoke to him in processing.

He was really shaken up about it.

Well, I would be too if I just bashed my professor's head in.

No, we're not feeling it.

So, we have new and old bog bodies.

What about the male victim?

I did a reverse image search on the tunic.

Turns out there's quite a large market out there

for viking larping.

I don't even want to know what that is.

Live action role-playing.

Cosplay.

The garment looks old, though.

It's easy to do with a bleach solution.

I've sent it to our Paris lab for analysis.

How are you doing with the missing persons' record?

They date back to the 1930s.

How am I supposed to sort through them all?

Start with a report on the husband of Camille Previn.

What about your persons of interest?

You know, we can't hold them forever.

No, but we can confiscate their passports.

Keep them in Saint-Pierre.

Agreed.

Our new coroner is ready for us.

A heads up about her would have been nice, no?

Well, you were off the grid this morning

and it all happened so fast.

So, very cool news.

The skull fractures look similar.

But as you can see on our bog man,

the wound is straight.

So, like from an axe or hatchet.

Most importantly, post-mortem.

Whereas here, on this lovely...

There's a slight curve.

From a shovel, maybe.

Plenty of these at a dig site.

We'll go through the evidence bags.

See if we find a match.

Now for the ligatures.

So, bog man's wrists were bound with leather cord.

And our professor was tied with sisal rope.

Old and withered, but not ancient.

Like your supposed viking.

Supposed?

What did you find?

The leathery skin isn't due to immersion in peat.

But caused by chromium sulphate, which is used to tan leather.

And the tunic isn't authentic?

Um-hm.

So, our bog boy is a hoax.

Told you I'd figure it out.

- Hey. - Hi.

Uh, it's all over the news.

You have a hard job, Fitz.

I wouldn't be able to do it.

I'm uh...

I'm sorry about today.

No, don't be.

Yeah, I've often wondered if you have an easier time

dealing with the dead or with the living.

It's a joke.

I'm joking.

So, um, you ready to have that talk?

Uh, no.

No, you've got your hands full.

You do your thing, Fitz.

I... I won't leave until we've had our time.

They were all lovely.

Before Karl arrived.

Then what happened?

It got chaotic.

The way that man spoke to her.

That bastard.

Can you elaborate?

Not really. I keep to myself.

My day starts and ends early.

I clean. I make breakfast.

I prep dinner. And then I change the bedding.

Almost every morning for some.

Did you ever hear Karl threaten Hilary?

I hate gossip.

But I did hear their voices raised yesterday.

And then Hilary stormed out and Karl left shortly after.

You were sure it was them?

I get to know everyone's steps.

Whose room is this?

Karl's.

You have the key?

Oh, I'll go get it.

It's the police.

Help me.

We can't wait for our key.

He's going into shock.

None of these line up with Dr. Taber's fracture.

And now we have a poisoning, strange.

Stranger still, our bog man is very much of this decade.

Oh, I said so.

The bog man had a hip replacement.

Titanium alloy.

Patty, trace the serial numbers.

If we know where the surgery happened,

we'll get closer to finding an ID for John Doe.

I'm telling you, he's black widow's dead husband.

Enough with the gossip.

Let's focus on who's trying

to kill off archaeologists around here.

The poison used on Karl Vankel chromium sulphate.

Same thing that was used to age the bog man.

It's definitely not a coincidence.

Bitter personal and professional history

between Karl and Hilary.

Before this latest incident,

my money would have been on Karl killing Hilary.

Right, but then who poisoned him?

Maybe Karl poisoned himself to get us off his smell.

Bit of a risk, I mean he almost killed himself in the process.

An attempted murder and an actual one.

Multiple suspects with no alibis for either.

We need to do better.

Karl's conscious.

Okay.

Let's see what he has to say for himself.

It's Camille, the landlady.

She's done this to me before.

After one of her disgusting dinners, I was sick for days.

Ask anyone.

Aside from Camille, any idea who'd want you dead?

Well, if it's not her, clearly someone has it out for us.

Hilary, now me.

You must know now I wasn't responsible

for her death.

Oh, you think that you being poisoned is proof

that you didn't kill Hilary?

Mm.

It isn't.

Anyone could see the friction between you both.

We witnessed it ourselves.

First hand.

She broke it off.

Do you call it an affair when you're sleeping with your ex?

Were you and Hilary getting back together?

No, but we never lost our passion for each other.

I'd never harm her.

When can my subject be released to me?

Karl, I am sorry to tell you,

but your subject isn't a viking.

How could you possibly know that?

Oh. Not many vikings get into Valhalla

with a replacement hip.

Someone's obviously trying to discredit me

and tarnish my reputation.

We're gonna give you a minute.

With the limited time I've spent with that man,

I would poison him, too.

He complained about Camille's food making him sick.

Our version of yelp.

Two different people accused her of poisoning them

- in the past year. - Mm-hmm.

Right after they posted about being dissatisfied

with the accommodations.

Is Camille capable of killing over a bad review?

Arch.

That one has a lock.

Can you really do that?

It's been a while, but let's see.

Okay, impressive.

Thank you.

Hm.

Amanita bisporigera.

The destroying angel.

I have no clue how you know the things you know.

It's called "secondary education".

Ah, okay.

Fair enough.

Are they lethal?

Yeah, very.

But a small dose can cause symptoms like food poisoning.

Someone deliberately gave Karl just enough to make him sick.

Maybe the chromium sulphate was meant to finish the job.

Only person with access to this cupboard...

Is the one with all the keys.

Let's see what the black widow has to say for herself.

You brought in Camille Previn.

Do you want to tell us about your history with her?

I um...

I gotta...

After her husband died

and the black widow rumours began...

She was lonely.

I was lonely.

We formed a bond.

How long were you two forming bonds?

Are you interrogating me about my love life now?

If this case is soured, because of something

you haven't told me, I will not cover for you.

We provided mutual comfort to each other

for several months.

I'll recuse myself from anything involving Camille.

- Happy? - Yeah.

Happy.

See how easy it was to come clean with me?

You should try to do it more.

We found the mushrooms in your cupboard.

Administrating a noxious substance is a serious charge.

Attempted murder by poisoning.

I want to speak to Marcus.

Marcus can't help you now.

Alright.

I put a little bit in Karl's food.

Just enough to make him sick.

But the actual poisoning that made him all frothy

at the mouth, that was not me.

Why would you want to make him sick?

Because he's a bastard, as I said.

Said hateful things about me.

To me.

Just like everyone else in this town.

I just wanted him to feel weak.

Just like you did with your other problem guests.

People treat my place like I'm their servant.

They insult me.

I don't have a right to defend myself?

Were you defending yourself from your husband, too?

Tell me, Camille.

Did Antoine have a... A replacement hip?

My husband's alive.

Unfortunately.

Years back, I found him in our bed with his secretary.

Yeah, I know.

Cliché.

When he ran off with her, I was hurt.

Humiliated.

So, I told everybody that he got caught in a Gale.

The only thing I buried was his boat.

After I took a sledgehammer to it.

Everyone in Saint-Pierre believes you killed Antoine.

In what world is that better?

Jesus.

I moved to this desolate place for him.

And he dropped me for the next, newest, younger thing.

He left me with nothing.

Except a useless piece of land

and a house that I can't afford to run.

We would have been happy.

Now, it's my prison.

Tracked the titanium hip serial number from bog man.

He isn't Camille's long lost husband.

We know.

So, who is he?

Cadaver from east mount university.

Where Hilary taught.

Some poor guy,

thought he was donating his body to science.

If Hilary planted it to humiliate Karl,

and he found out,

it would be motive for him to kill her.

No. I, uh...

He seemed pretty surprised and devastated

when he found out that his viking wasn't legit.

When we told him, it was his first time hearing about it.

Karl is not a murderer.

Has anyone searched Hilary's room back at Camille's?

No, we didn't think we had to.

She's dead.

Okay, come on, Fitz.

Let's go take a look around Hilary's room.

Leaving the glory to me?

Yeah.

A shipping receipt from a few days ago.

Look at the dimensions.

74 kilos.

60 by 80 by 30 centimetres.

Like a casket.

It says; "Academic specimen."

Like a cadaver.

Arch.

This looks like the leather bindings

on the bog man's wrists.

So, Hilary did fake the bog body.

Is Karl right?

She's trying to discredit him?

Explains why she was acting so strange.

I mean, she wasn't expecting police involvement.

What else you got in here?

It's from Hilary to her university.

Says fragile.

So, she was planning on sending something back in return.

But what?

Whatever it was, based on the weight of the cadaver,

I don't think she pulled this off on her own.

Why are your officers tearing apart our rooms?

Oh, we're trying to get to the bottom

of who murdered your professor

and helped her fake the whole viking thing.

Not to mention we still haven't figured out who poisoned Karl.

One or all of you is holding out on us.

We can talk it out here

or if you'd rather come down to the station.

Here is good.

Listen, I had nothing to do with any of this.

I'm on a scholarship. I can't jeopardize it.

Myron, right?

We hear you're the most talented in the field work.

Hilary give you any indication of what she was up to

as you two were, you know, so close?

Close?

We were professional.

She was much closer with others.

Let's just say there was a lot of musical beds

being played here.

Myron.

What? I didn't say you.

Isabella, were you having an affair with Hilary?

Karl and Isabella.

I saw them.

Oh, he's got pictures.

You're a pervert.

Don't flatter yourself.

I just wanted to prove to Hilary who Karl really was.

What he really was.

You can talk.

Why don't you tell them about your little thing with Hilary?

They were disgusting.

No.

Hilary and I, we were in love.

Nothing like whatever you were doing with Karl.

Mm-hmm.

Why didn't you tell us?

Were you protecting him?

He thought I'd get into trouble for sleeping with a professor.

And that it would be on my academic record.

I think he was more concerned about his impropriety.

I found something from Silas' room.

It looks like chromium sulphate.

Um, that was uh, in Hilary's bag.

At what point did you decide to put some of it

in Karl's drink?

You tried to kill Karl?

I gave him enough to mess him up, not kill him.

I thought he killed Hilary.

I wanted to get back at him.

I don't know, I wasn't thinking straight.

Neither was I.

I helped Hilary load the cadaver into the van.

And plant it in the bog.

Why would you go to such lengths to pull a stunt like that?

Hilary said it was just a prank.

And... and I don't know, I guess, yeah,

maybe I wanted him to look and feel kind of stupid, sure.

But then you guys showed up

and it just, it got really messy, and...

Wait. I'm not gonna get in any real trouble for this, am I?

Yeah.

Yeah, you're gonna be charged for gross indignity

to a human body.

I... I was just helping her.

And you?

For poisoning.

Up please.

So, can I get back to work now?

No.

We still haven't figured out who murdered Hilary.

So, you're gonna have to stick around.

Do you really think Myron would have killed his mentor?

I don't know.

Karl and Hilary, Karl and Isabella,

Hilary and Silas were, all of them sleeping together.

And why would Hilary go through so much trouble to secure, age,

and Bury a cadaver on a bog.

I know, it seems extreme for a prank.

Hilary needed the bog man to pass the first glance test.

But she'd have to know the truth would be discovered

once any real observations were to be made.

She was buying time for what?

She was shipping something fragile back to her university.

What if Hilary was on to an actual discovery,

like more than she was letting on,

and she didn't want Karl to know?

Plant the viking to preoccupy Karl, get him off her site,

and make him look like an idiot in the process?

Myron's on the move.

Where's he off to in such a hurry?

What do you have there Myron?

No, Myron!

Stop!

Well, I guess he doesn't know about the cliff edge

he's running toward.

Myron!

Myron!

Come on, we just want to talk to you.

That's a very dangerous place you're standing.

Don't...

Don't do anything you can't take back.

What are you hiding, Myron?

Please be careful.

Those are hermetically sealed.

These artifacts prove a portuguese settlement here

that predates others in North America.

Why were you and Hilary keeping

the discovery secret from the others?

We were afraid that Karl would sabotage it,

or worse, claim it as his own.

Isabella's in Karl's camp.

Silas got no poker face.

His excitement would have been palpable.

So, you'd solidify Hilary's career

and make your own?

She was reckless.

The entire fiasco with the viking

threatened my reputation.

You knew she faked it?

She and Isabella snuck in late, whispering.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what they did,

once Karl burst into the inn with his great find.

Idiot.

So, what did you do?

Hilary and I struck up a bargain.

I promised not to report her.

She promised to list me on the discovery.

A bargain or extortion?

And then she died, leaving you with all this.

I know where you're going,

but I wouldn't need to kill her for the glory.

Once the police were involved,

I sent registered mail to my campus office,

detailing that Hilary faked the viking.

If she reneged on our bargain, I'd give it to the Dean.

I had to protect my future.

Killing her career, making your own.

So, much for being teacher's pet.

Isabella, Myron, and Silas are all in custody.

Karl is still in the hospital.

They all had motive and opportunity.

But we've got no hard evidence.

And Camille is at home awaiting poisoning charges.

But with her, there's no motive

for why she'd want to kill Hilary.

I made some calls after our chat.

Seems that Camille not only had her property assessed,

but she has a very motivated buyer.

Do you know who?

Mel-muth holdings, based in the UK.

Sale of that land is gonna set her up for life.

So, it got me thinking,

wouldn't a buyer want to develop that land?

But if Hilary and her merry band

of archaeologists have made an actual discovery...

The whole area would be designated a heritage site

by the government of France.

Development would never be allowed.

And the sale would fall through.

What?

Something about the twine...

That was used to bind Hilary's wrists.

They look like an old clothesline.

This clothesline looks new to me.

You?

Yeah, like it was replaced recently.

Fitz, look.

Some of the old clothesline.

Wait.

I bet this matches the rope

that was used to bind Hilary's wrists.

So, Camille kills Hilary, binds her hands,

tries to stage her body to look like the bog man.

Why?

To frame Karl, the students, maybe?

Then replaced the weathered clothesline with this new one.

We need more to nail her.

Burning bush, this time of the year, should be red.

Like those two.

This was freshly planted.

It's as good a place as any

to stash a murder weapon, wouldn't you say?

Oh yeah, this was just laid down recently.

It's curved.

Just like the fracture in Hilary's skull.

I never thought those charlatans

were gonna find anything on my land.

I needed the money and I had nothing to lose.

You need us to call you a lawyer?

I think we're past that, aren't we?

I thought you said he was gonna recuse himself.

I think he made the right call.

She's opening up to him.

I overheard Hilary and Myron.

Something about the bog man being a distraction for Karl.

And you know for a second I thought,

thank god, "I'm gonna be able to sell."

Then they spoke about their extraordinary find.

And I went to see it for myself.

And she had found a real discovery.

And that meant that the land was gonna be tied up

for god knows how long.

It was gonna be unsellable.

You, more than anyone, knows I needed to get off this island.

The sale, the money.

It was my only way out.

Alright. Tell me what happened, Camille.

It just happened fast.

It was like a well thought-out plan.

I grabbed the first thing I could find...

The clothes line.

I've been a pariah in this town...

Since Antoine left me.

People believing I'm a murderer.

And in that moment, I finally became one.

I'd always wished a happy ending for you, Camille.

You've been a good friend.

And I didn't mean for any of this to happen.

But my life ended...

10 years ago.

I know that wasn't easy.

You sealed the case.

Contrary to what you seem to believe, I am a good cop.

Whose corporation wants to buy Camille's land?

Gallagher?

Mel-muth holdings withdrew their deal.

That's all I know.

But you can go ahead

and say what's really on your mind.

You're on Gallagher's payroll.

There you go.

Aren't you relieved to finally get that off your chest?

So, you're not denying it?

You think you have all the answers, don't you, Arch?

Help me understand.

I know you think I'm a fool.

But I know exactly what i'm doing with Sean Gallagher.

Keep him close, so I can watch him closer.

Hmm.

A master plan.

Convenient, Marcus.

Will that help you to sleep while you take his money?

Gallagher is the devil we know.

I know you don't understand that.

But he keeps people like him off our island.

Get rid of him, you gotta be ready for who takes his place.

Even in a plastic cup.

It's still pretty good.

Mmm.

The French know their wine.

Hmm.

Robert's gonna propose.

♪ I am not the only traveller ♪

♪ who has not repaid his debt ♪

Well, you already know my take on the guy.

I assume you've already made up your mind.

You'll say yes.

♪ ...to follow again ♪

Will I?

♪ Take me back to the night we met ♪

We had a pretty good run, didn't we?

Before I screwed it up.

Hey, it wasn't all on you.

Come on.

It wasn't.

You did your best.

My undercover work.

I ruined it.

I know that.

♪ Not to ride along with you ♪

Hey, I guess this is the part where I say congratulations.

♪ Take me back to the night we met ♪

I'll never not love you.

I wish that wasn't true.

It would be way easier.

I think you're the love of my life.

You're mine, too.

I want you to be happy.

I do. I want you to be happy.

You deserve to be happy.

I mean it.

♪ When you had not touched me yet ♪

Oh, yeah.

♪ Oh, take me back to the night we met ♪

Bye, Don.

♪ I had all and then most of you ♪

♪ some and now none of you ♪

Bye, mer.

♪ Take me back to the night we met ♪

♪ I don't know what I'm supposed to do ♪

♪ haunted by the ghost of you ♪

♪ take me back to the night we met ♪