All language subtitles for Recipes.For.Love.and.Murder.S02E05.WEB.H264-NH

Previously on
"Recipes for Love and Murder"...

You guys need to read this.
It's the killer.

The Gazette can't not report
on this. It was sent to us.

Exactly, because
they want attention.

There's no point
in fighting it, Maria.

They have rights
to at least half the property.

Which means
they can force the sale.

I'm working on something
else that might help us...

dig up something incriminating.

I've been seeing
Father Cedric for a while now.

Does he know how desperate
you are to leave this place?

I know.

I'm late for work.

It's too late,
Marius, to fix any of this.

Sorry, uncle.

I'm not
your uncle, pal.

Marius,
you can't drive like that.

Dear Tannie Maria...

how do you properly
say goodbye to someone?

My great aunt left me this
house, which was so kind of her.

But being in it...

makes me miss her terribly.

Feels like a museum,
or a shrine to her.

It's not like me at all.

I'm a nurse,

I know ghosts aren't real,
but I lie awake at night

thinking of her living
alone in this house and...

worrying I'll end up
the same way.

Maybe I'm stressed because
I'm not getting enough sleep.

Nurses really need their sleep.

Do you know any recipes
that could help me sleep better?

Please help.

Exhausted in Eden.

Dear Exhausted...

If I knew that recipe

I wouldn't
be reading your letter at...

3 a.m.

You're up early...
Or late.

Something on your mind?

A recipe.

Em, Maria?

I just...

I just thought
you should know, uh...

Gordon's coming back today.

I see.

Coming back 'cause
he's got what he needs?

Well, eh... he didn't say.

Thank you.

I am sorry.

What for?

Taking my house away from me?

Or marrying that man?

Hello, police?

Yes, there's been an accident.

Marius Rabie is dead.

Yes, I will hold.

What time did you find the body?

Um, about 6:15 a.m.

I walk this path every morning
photographing the birds at dawn.

Was there anyone else,
or any other vehicles?

No, nothing.
Not anything while I was out.

The first vehicle I saw
was your colleague arriving.

Okay...

Well, my colleagues there

will take your
full statement from you later.

Okay?

There we go, thank you.

So, another drunk driver, hm?

It could be. But Piet
and Nigel will look him over

just to make sure
we don't miss anything.

I mean, he was going
through a divorce and, you know,

the scandal, so...

Maybe it just
is what it is, man.

Yeah. Well, there's
nothing else to do here.

We have another
stop to make. Let's go.

Hello?

What?

Morning... Everything okay?

Hello. Yes, this is Jessie.

Oh, Hattie!

I came as quickly
as I could to offer my services.

Your services?

I can meet
with you, not a problem.

You'll need a eulogy.

Oh! Everything he's
done! His entire life's work!

It's too, too awful!

Yes, the profile Jessie did on
Mayor Bramley was very moving.

Marius!

Marius is dead!

Marius?

- What happened?
- Car accident.

Corner at the edge
of town, close to his home.

- That's what my source said too.
- Your source?

I have to go.
I'll explain later.

Oh, good.
I thought I might've missed you.

Is someone
coming to collect you?

Yes, the church has sent someone
to meet me in town, but...

I have to do something first.

Well, let me
take you to town then.

Thank you.

You're leaving town?

To church headquarters, yes.

I'll need to talk to you first.

Well, Maria was just
about to run me into town, so...

I'll take you there,
and then we'll talk on the way.

Of course.

You let me know
if you need anything.

Thank you.

Did you have
any reason to suspect

that Frank was having an affair?

-What?
-An affair.

No. Frank? An affair?

Well, we found a profile
on a local dating app.

The developers were kind
enough to hand over their data

after we
sent them a court order.

He had an active profile and
was communicating exclusively

with one other profile.

There were
photographic exchanges

and plans made
on many occasions to meet up.

It must be
someone else. It must be.

The app was on his phone,
we just logged into it.

Any suspicious behaviour?

Him going out more often?
Been seen with someone else?

No, nothing like that.

You-- You think
that this might be someone

he actually met up with?

Not just
a flirtation or fantasy?

I'd say so, yes.

If you're leaving town,
we'll need a full address

and contact number of the place
you'll be staying, please.

Hello!

Hi.

Hm... no jokes
for me today, Doep?

I would like some kudu,
if you have any.

Haven't you heard?

Marius is dead.

Marius? Dead?

Mm... Car accident.

I don't have any kudu,
but I can get you some.

-15% off for you.
-Thanks, Doep.

I could do 20%.

Thank you for your call.

You wanted to talk about Marius?

Yeah well,
Ma Grace said I could trust you.

She said you helped her
when her son was murdered.

Grace? Have you
spoken to her? Is she well?

Yes, she's okay.

She said that you
might give me good advice

if I come with a story to you.

The night
of the fires, I was out.

You were starting fires.

Well, Marius
promised me a lot of money.

The buildings were empty.

There was no one there,
it was just bricks.

Promised you, or paid you?

Well, promised. He might've
paid me a little bit, okay.

But after he was cross, he said
I was stupid for being seen.

Then he stopped paying me money.
Okay, but that's not the story.

What's the story?

The night of the fires, someone
jumped a wall of the guesthouse

where the man was
found dead, and I was outside.

I found the backpack.
I saw it, I took it and I went.

And all the stolen things
from the night of the fires,

you have them? Wait, are you...

The police won't believe
I just found the bag.

They'll think I was the burglar.

I'll have to tell
the police about this.

I should've
told them I was meeting you.

Yeah, but you didn't.

Look, all I'm asking for
is two hours.

Two hours to get away.
That's all I'm asking for here.

Okay. If you
can do something for me,

I'll give you some cash
and help you on your way.

What a nice surprise.

The police just told me
that Frank was having an affair.

-Oh, Georgie...
-And...

my mind's been racing, replaying
moments of conversations.

And you know what I've realised?

-What?
-That I...

didn't notice Frank
was having an affair

because I was
so busy spending time with you.

That's not the same. You
never broke your vows to Frank.

I have been cheating.
Spiritually... emotionally.

We haven't done anything wrong.

I lied
to my husband by omission.

I'm lying to my family,

I'm lying to my church.

I believe
God will judge you kindly.

I told the District Office

we have another body
we're requesting to hold here.

They asked if we're
gonna make a habit of it.

I hope not.

Leonard is just
storing him for us.

Let's go sign the paperwork.

Did the office
call you with clearance?

Yes, sorted. I just need you
to sign here, Detective.

I hope this
isn't gonna become a habit.

I think it's off-putting to
have the cops here all the time

while people are just trying
to grieve for their loved ones.

We'll try not to take
advantage of your kindness.

Piet, you might need
to come take a look.

-At what?
-Marius' face.

Alcohol poisoning?

Maybe but,
boss, this feels more like...

Thank you, Leonard.

I think it's poison.

Alcohol wouldn't do that.

I'll get some samples
to the lab, get his bloodwork.

Nigel should be in soon, so
he can start the autopsy asap.

-Who would want Marius dead?
-Who wouldn't?

He wasn't exactly a popular guy.

He just set half
the town on fire, for one.

Had a run-in
with his ex-wife yesterday,

was fuming about
Jessie's campaign against him,

everyone said.

"Everyone?"

Lucille.

I thought you said
you don't like gossip.

I don't, but...
it doesn't mean it isn't useful.

You know who else
might want Marius dead?

Someone who
writes to the newspapers

about how bad men should suffer.

You think the same person
killed Frank and Marius?

Well, better that
than two killers in Eden.

So,
he was here last night, huh?

He's been here
most nights, lately.

And do you know
how much he had to drink?

Couple of beers,
couple of brandies.

Anything else worth mentioning?

He got into a bit of a fight
with your colleague's brother.

Jaco?

-Thank you.
-All good.

The night of the fires,
I was passing by the guesthouse.

Someone jumped the wall of the
guesthouse, dropped their bag,

and they weren't
coming out in a long time.

So, I took the bag.

I was scared, okay?

That's why I left Eden.

Look, I know
I was warned not to come back

because it might be
dangerous for me to be here.

You know, I was even afraid to
sell the things inside the bag

because I didn't
want to get caught.

Sorry, but I have to leave.

Please don't come after me.
I won't do anything bad.

You saw a wanted man
and never alerted the police?

I received the video and
backpack from an anonymous--

Jessie, come on.

You were telling me
how busy your investigation is.

You wanna waste time on me,
or do you want the evidence?

You'd better have
not messed with this backpack.

So, the burglar dropped
this outside the guesthouse,

but never came back for it.

Maybe they were
planning to come back for it.

Or someone else was
going to pick it up, you know.

There's something else
you should know.

Frank was having an affair.

-What?
-Georgie told me.

We're also cataloguing the rest
of the items from the backpack

to see if it
turns up any more evidence.

And Marius?

Okay, so we're
still waiting for the bloodwork

but for now, we're treating
Marius' death as suspicious.

Just check if Marius is
on that Karoo Chat dating app.

Do you think they're connected?

I'm just remembering
the letter writer.

Maybe there's
a connection there.

I'll ask.

We should probably interview
Dorette for background.

And Jaco.

My brother's complicated
but he's not a murderer.

He had
a fight with Marius last night.

If this was anyone else,
you'd call them a suspect.

Also, Marius' wallet, cellphone
and wedding ring were stolen.

I'm afraid
Jaco does have a history.

So, maybe you should ask him
if he recognises the backpack.

Piet, interview him.

You're wasting your time.

You're too close to this.
If you keep pushing,

I'm going to take you
completely off this case.

Anyone else?

Um, it's not about this,
but about Frank.

I've been thinking... Georgie
was seeing Father Cedric.

Yeah, for religious counselling.

Maybe he liked her?

Maybe he thought her husband
was holding her back.

So, a priest can be a murderer,
but your brother would never?

Oh, Khaya mentioned
they were autopsying Marius.

Why would he need
an autopsy for something obvious

like drunk driving?

Do they think he was murdered?

The trouble with Marius is

the list of people who
didn't like him is rather long.

What about Chantal?
Taking out a political rival?

Are you going to accuse me next?

No, you don't want it
as badly as she does.

Sorry, Hattie.
I meant that as a compliment.

You're a reasonable person.

You wouldn't
actually kill to be mayor.

Thanks for thinking I'm not a
murderer. That's very generous.

I doubt I'll be campaigning
in the near future anyway.

It feels too tacky now.
What will be, will be.

Knock-knock. Sorry, ladies...

Maria, I think I've solved
your kudu problem. Come.

You were gone
early this morning.

- Sorry, sorry, sorry.
- Maria, come, come, come.

-I don't think you've met Sarel.
-Hello, Sarel.

Do you
supply Doep with his kudu?

Amongst other things.

Sarel's my husband.

Baby, this is Tannie Maria.

-Hello, lovely to meet you.
-Yes, howzit.

How long have you been together?

Fifteen years, married for ten.

You and your colleague,
you're the investigators, right?

Um, something like that, yes.

You should talk
to that young Snyman chap.

Do you mean Jaco?

Why Jaco?

He got into a massive fight
with Marius last night.

I was there.
It started in the bar,

and then a few hours later,
Snyman was back.

I heard them
yelling in the street.

If you want to know more
about Marius' state of mind,

-you should ask him.
-We will, Sarel. Thank you.

Jessie, will you talk to Jaco?

-Sarel says--
-I heard. Yes, of course.

I tried to get him
not to drive himself last night.

I did try.

I'm sure you did. There was
no telling that man what to do.

Maybe if I got Fifi to bite him.

You know, I heard he got
into a big fight last night.

My cousin's
boyfriend's sister's husband,

he works
at the bar at the hotel.

He said Marius and Jaco
were at each other's throats.

Why do you need
24 cans of chickpeas?

Are they all chickpeas?
I didn't notice.

Well, Tannie Maria has got a
great hummus recipe if you need.

I just thought
I'd stock up on...

Grabbed a few cans.

I just thought
I should talk to other people

who knew and loved Marius.

- Loved?
- Please, ladies...

Can I request that we have
no more gossip about Marius?

And, um,
doughnuts are half-price today.

It's what
Marius would've wanted.

-That will be R547,68.
-That much?

Yes, it's a deli now.

- Hi, baby.
- Ma, are you okay?

-I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?
-Khazi said you had a break-in.

Oh. Oh, that?
Well, it was nothing.

You must've been so terrified,
Mama. And it's not nothing.

Yeah, I was a little bit scared,
but never in any danger.

Promise me
you'll take care of yourself.

I promise.

It sounds like things
are getting wild over there.

Zindzi, I'll call you back.
I'll be fine, promise.

Okay. Well,
call Khaya if you need help.

I will, I promise.

I didn't know
you were still here.

Oh, I waited for the cops
to finish with the autopsy

and I washed up after them.

Brushed the hair, and so on.

You know,
the cops don't care much

for leaving
the dead with their dignity.

You know, you didn't
have to call Khaya the other day

when we had the break-in.

I could've
checked the security for us.

Oh, I wasn't
really thinking about it.

I just wanted the cops to know.

-I'm always around.
-I know.

Thanks.

Hey...

Help me, or bugger off.
I don't need an audience.

I hear you
saw Marius Rabie last night.

-Yeah.
-Do you know he's dead?

Yeah.

So, when last
did you see him, Jaco?

Am I a suspect?

Maybe
he wanted a hit of something.

Maybe the booze wasn't enough
and he wanted to get high.

Marius, high on meth?

Can you imagine? What a joke.

Jaco, did you give him anything?

What you trying to say about me?

You'll get
brought in for questioning.

Someone poisoned Marius
and then stole his stuff.

So, that's what you think of me?

Go on. Say it.

I don't think you're a murderer.

-But?
-But I think you're reckless,

and might've given him something

that reacted
badly with his system.

And I definitely think

you could've stolen
his phone and wallet.

- Stop it!
- He thinks I'm a killer, Ma.

No, I'm warning him
that he's a suspect.

He cares more
about that damn badge

and being like his dead dad than
he cares about his own family.

Hey! Enough, both of you!

What would
your pa think of both of you?

He'd be too drunk to think.

Don't worry,
I've got nothing to hide.

Morag...

Morag?

Maria...

I hope you've been
enjoying your last days here.

Hello, Detective.

I'm surprised
you haven't packed up more.

I'm not planning
on going anywhere.

I had hoped to present you
with a title deed.

Marius informed me yesterday
that the deeds office

had finally amended them
and sent them to him,

naming Aileen
as co-owner of this property.

Of course,
his death is an inconvenience.

I'm sure it is.

People have a tendency
to die around you, Maria.

Men in particular.

Should I be scared?

Anyway, I'm sure you know
the law around here, Maria.

Anyone who owns
a share in a property

can force a sale. Remember?

Is that what you're doing, then?

How did
that police interview go?

I hope
they didn't go too easy on you.

No, let her. As soon as they let
us into Marius Rabie's office,

we'll begin the sale process!

I hope you're certain
about all of this.

Airfares, coming here... I mean,
we've got no savings left now.

We don't need savings.

We're gonna live
off the proceeds of this land.

That's what Mickey
would've wanted for you.

Thanks for coming in, Jaco.

Yeah well, I'm the son
of a police officer, ain't I?

Your father was, um...
an important part of this unit.

So, Jaco, I hear you and Marius

had a bit
of a disagreement last night.

I guess.

He was just being a bit of
a dick, really. Nothing serious.

A few people say
it got a bit serious.

Aggressive.

-Did Marius do that?
-Marius? No.

Look, I heard the rumours.

I don't know if Marius mixed
some crap into his own drink,

or if it was someone else,
but it wasn't me.

You didn't wanna
take your revenge out on Marius?

I heard he was a bit rude.

I think he's been rude
to half the town.

He wasn't rude to half the town
last night... the night he died.

Sorry...

I don't have
anything else to tell you.

Maybe we must talk
about a different night, then.

The night Frank died.

I don't know anything
about any murders.

Have you
seen this backpack before?

No.

I think you have.

I think it's yours.

You know, I can charge you
with obstruction of justice.

You could.

I thought your father had raised
a better man than this.

My father didn't raise me.

Don't you ever wish
you had a more peaceful job?

Often.

Hey, do you
know anything about, uh...

this Karoo Hook Ups app?

Thank you.

Why do you ask?

Oh, I shouldn't. I-- It just...

It came up in the case,
and since you're a single woman,

I thought
maybe you'd looked it up.

Just a few questions
about how it works.

Hm... As a single woman?

Why do you ask me? Are you
investigating dating apps now?

They are.

Well, luckily the developers
have been very cooperative in...

giving us their data.

Forget about work.

For at least an hour.

-An hour I can manage.
-An hour is plenty.

- Oh, can I help you?
- Hi, Bronwyn.

Is Jessie in? It's just, I
really need to do some cook--

Hi. Can I use your kitchen?

Mine is occupied by colonisers

and I urgently
need to reply to a letter.

-If we get to eat, fine by me.
-Um, Bron! Rude.

Also, it's not your house.

It's just as much
my house as yours.

And saying I wanna eat her food
isn't rude, it's a compliment.

It's a cheeky one,
and it's rude.

Um, could I? I mean...

-Of course! Yes, come in.
-Yes, yes.

Great.

Dear Exhausted...

You have been on my mind since
the wee hours of this morning.

I do hope you got some sleep.

It might
sound counterproductive,

but I'm going to recommend
you do some very tiring things.

Firstly,
a whole lot of chopping.

Really put your elbow into it.

Sometimes, things
just are what they are,

and all we
need to do is accept that.

Have you
considered it might be time

to physically
make your new house yours?

Some redecoration? Remodelling?

When you do something
with your own two hands,

you can really trust it.

And you can trust these
mushrooms, herbs and flavours

to be delicious.

Maria, can you pass me
those serviettes, please?

-These ones?
-Yeah. Thank you.

I promise you that.

Sometimes a change
can be as good as a holiday.

Doing something new

can completely shift
the way you see something.

-Shoo! Shoo!
-No, Gordon! Don't do that!

She's no bother!

Looks like you're
getting comfortable here.

-Well, it's a lovely home.
-Ay, it'll fetch a great price.

Here's
wishing you a full tummy...

Okay, Auntie, let's talk.

I'm going to need to make
a few more changes.

...and
a great night's sleep.

You didn't tell me
to expect company tonight, Mom.

But Craig's
welcome here anytime.

He probably heard
Tannie Maria was cooking.

There you go.

Um, so, I set
the table especially tonight...

-It looks lovely.
-Thank you.

I thought this evening
was a bit of a special occasion,

-because I really--
-Of course he's welcome anytime.

I just don't think we get
enough time as a family anymore.

Jessie, if you have something
to say to me, then say it.

-I have something to say.
-No, let Jessie talk, Bronwyn.

You have a problem
with my boyfriend

being here all the time?

No offence, Craig,
I've seen this before.

My mother gets a boyfriend,
they become part of the family,

and then, just like my father,
they vanish out of our lives.

It's exhausting, Ma.

- Perhaps I should just--
- Stay.

Jessie, I'm a grown woman,

and I work damn hard.

And if I happen to find
a little joy in this world,

is that too much to ask?

-I'm gonna eat in my room.
-No, Riley, please don't go.

Perhaps we should continue
this conversation outside.

Away from our guests.

Ma, can you-- Jessie?

What was it
you wanted to say, dear?

Um, Sarah and I are dating now.

I'm gay.

Well, Bronwyn, I don't
know Sarah, but I do know...

it is really great when you find
someone who can make you happy.

Isn't that right, Craig?
Like you and Ms September?

Yes. Mm, that.

Thank you, Tannie Maria.

I missed you, Gordon...

when you were in Scotland.

I missed you too, buttercup.

It was damned inconvenient
being so far away.

And so expensive, the travel.

Ay, well,
sacrifices needed to be made.

It gave me time to think,
you know, about Maria.

Trust me,
I've thought about nothing else.

Gordon, do you really think
this is the right thing?

Of course it's right.

It's justice, Aileen.

It's my duty.

Which reminds me,
I really needed your signature.

That can wait until tomorrow.

Did you ever...

Did you ever think about us?

It's an exhumation order.

-What?
-If you sign it,

they'll finally dig Mickey up
and give him a proper autopsy.

Isn't that great?

Isn't it?

I wonder
what she poisoned him with.

Some alcohol, do you think?

Or maybe it was just dinner.

So, am I just supposed
to be celibate my whole life?

Be a nurse, be a mother,

and pretend that
I don't have needs and feelings?

-That's not what I'm saying.
-So, what are you saying?

I need your permission
to invite my boyfriend over?

I'm just saying
I miss the evenings

where it was you, me and
the kids hanging out together.

And when
they went to bed, we talked.

I just miss being us.

There have been
plenty of evenings

when Craig hasn't been here

and you have been out, Jessica.

I miss being needed, Ma.

It was annoying,
but it was nice.

Now I just feel
like a spare part.

Oh, Jess...

We will always need you.

Come here.

Maybe it's time that you become
a little more independent, huh?

Are you kicking me out now?

- Jessica, I'm not--
- Um...

I think your other daughter
might need you too.

Bronwyn? Is something wrong?

No! No, not at all...

But I think she needs her mum.

You go.

I'll be an independent
investigative journalist.

Ai...

Time to tackle Jaco.

And so?
Where was Maria then tonight?

I don't know.

She and Jaco obviously both had
other things come up for them.

I actually really enjoy it
when she's here, though.

I mean,
she gives great advice, and...

sorry, but her snacks
are the best.

I enjoy it too.

Ask her
to come back, man. Please?

I'll message her,
tell her she was missed.

-You'd better. Bye.
-Bye!

So, what
do you like about Sarah?

Well, I just...

I feel really great about
myself when I'm around her.

-That's good.
-And she makes me laugh.

And she thinks I'm really cool.

You are very cool, Bronnie.

-You're not mad, Ma?
-Why would I be mad?

I'm sorry
we ruined your big reveal.

This is very cute.

We should save these
for when Sarah comes for dinner.

Mom, you're not gonna be all
soppy around her, now are you?

No,
I'm not gonna be soppy.

But we are going to have
a long talk, the three of us

about rules and boundaries.

Eww, Mom. Eww...

Yeah, just because
you're dating a girl

doesn't mean you get
different rules, young lady.

Oh, my word...

Goodnight, Auntie.

And thank you again.
For my house.

-Regardt's inside.
-I'm not here for Regardt.

I have a few
questions for you, actually.

You also think I'm a killer?

No.

But I do think
you're hiding a bunch of stuff.

And you think I will tell you?

I've gotta
at least give it a try.

-Follow me.
-What?

- Maria?
- Oh, there you are.

I brought you
my kudu Wellington.

Honestly don't know why.

I'd totally understand
if you're busy, I just...

I thought of you when
I made it, and wanted you to--

Thank you.

Wow, that's quite the view.

You tell me something...

-I'll tell you something.
-What do you wanna know?

Who are you so angry at tonight?

My mother. She raised
me as an adult when I was a kid.

Then, tonight,
she suggested I move out.

Yeah, moms are
always contradicting themselves.

Mine wants me
to get clean and get a real job.

She goes through
two bottles of wine a night

and hasn't worked
a day since my dad died.

I'm sorry.

She wants me to be like Regardt.

How's your mom's boyfriend
doing? The ambulance driver guy.

Craig's an ambulance driver?

Ah. So that's how they met?

-You haven't asked?
-No.

I've actually
been quite awful to my mother...

and Craig.

I'm worried I'm not
a very nice person sometimes.

Who do you wanna be?

Just myself...

More free.

Less afraid.

Then be that.

I've missed you.

I've missed you too.

Could we talk?

I'd like to know
exactly where we stand.

I... I don't think
I have an answer to that.

Oh, this was a mistake.
I shouldn't have come.

Maria... I'm sorry.

It's your turn
to tell me something.

I can't.

If I do,
you won't kiss me again.

I need to tell you something,

and wanted you
to hear it from me first.

Last night you asked me
about the Hook Ups app.

I have used it.
That's how I met Frank,

and that's how
we started our affair.

But, it was all over
long before I met you.

Khaya, I like you.
I really like you.

I couldn't have this be a secret
between the two of us. Not now,

when we're getting so serious.

You'll have to have
a formal interview.

Ta-da!

Oh, my word. Thanks, guys.
This is totally not awkward.

So, um,
if Sarah's your girlfriend,

will she still be able
to help with maths?

Because she's really good
at explaining things.

I'm sure she will, Riley.

-I'm really happy for you, Bron.
-Thank you.

And I said everything
I needed to say, last night.

And you're
less likely to get pregnant.

-Ma, eww!
-Now, let's eat.

How did
the relationship start?

On the app. We flirted a bit.

And, was
this connection special?

I'd flirted with a few men,
it never went anywhere.

It's tough in the Karoo
for a single black mom.

And then you and Frank met up?

I'm not proud about it, but yes.

He suggested meeting.

At that point in time I
didn't know that he was married.

Then he told me in person.

He said his wife
was unhappy with their life

and that he was worried

that she'd leave him
and take the kids.

He was lonely.

And, um...

How many times
did you and Frank engage in...

-intercourse?
-Twice.

But then
it became too much for me.

I told him
I couldn't see him anymore

But he
wouldn't stop messaging me.

On the app,
he was making arrangements

to meet up
the night he was killed.

No, no, no. I broke it off
weeks before that.

I deleted the app,
so if he was messaging me,

I wouldn't have seen it.

So, um... So, when was
the last time you saw Frank?

Maybe a couple of days
before he died.

At the deli.
But we didn't greet one another.

I didn't kill him,
if that's what you're asking me.

What the--

Morag!

You'll be sorry!

Good work.

How did it go?

She insists she broke up
with him a few weeks ago.

I think you should
take yourself off the case.

You're not
gonna tell me what to do.

No, but you're
sleeping with the woman

who was sleeping
with the murder victim,

and that's gonna
affect your judgement.

I am perfectly capable

of keeping my work
and my private life separate.

Really? The way
you felt about Maria

didn't affect your judgement
during the Van Wyk case?

Just take a day or two off,
for your own sake.

-Morning.
-Morning.

There's a letter to the editor.
I saved it for you.

Am I still...
if you're not campaigning?

Why don't we open it together?

"Just like Frank,

Marius was a sinner
who deserved to die."