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In Toronto's war on crime,

the worst offenders are pursued by the detectives

of the Specialized Criminal Investigations Unit.

These are their stories.

Cheers!

Hey, Celine.

I had this thought today and it kind of blew my mind.

Like, you know when you have one of those... just boom!

- Clarity? - Yeah.

Shared values...

... make money!

Totally!

Exactly. You're so right.

I'll get us more drinks.

Bartender, I need some more! Let's go!

Uh-oh.

Don't falter now.

I know, right?

Got to pace myself.

You're with that rowdy crew.

What's the occasion?

They're restaurant people.

Go hard now because it could all collapse tomorrow.

I wouldn't know about that, but I do know about pacing...

I'm about to get a second wind.

Join me?

Gonna say yes.

Yeah, you are. Why not?

- You should come join us. - I'm going to say yes.

Whoa, be careful.

Tell me you didn't drive home like this.

Jesus, sweetie, you can barely stand up.

It's four in the morning.

I know.

I'm sorry, Christopher.

I was worried.

I'll go to the guest room.

I think you'd better.

But our marriage...

... it can't handle much more of this.

Don't lose patience with me.

- Fun night? - Jesus!

What is wrong with you?

Thought you'd be happy to see me.

Lurking in my bedroom?

Well...

... it's not your bedroom.

Your husband's that way.

He'll have his earplugs in by now.

We're all alone.

I'm tired. Go home.

You just love to play games, don't you?

Keep everyone off balance?

Let's say I do.

What are you going to do about it?

I'm going to sleep now, so...

... unless you plan to creep back into the shadows

and watch me undress...

... it's time to say goodnight.

Looks like she hit the planter on the way in.

Parking slip on her dash from last night.

She went down to Ossington.

Look at this.

Sand?

Hmm, looks finer.

On her right cuff, no where else.

Detectives.

Oh. Sir.

I'm superintendent Bishop. This is my division.

I've... heard a lot about you guys.

Used to work with your boss, Inspector Holness.

What can we do for you, sir?

Well, my detectives are convinced that this is...

... an accident, and they'd rather not have you here at all.

Sounds familiar?

Does happen.

Tell me where they're wrong and I'll get out of your hair.

Well, main impact was to the head. Doesn't quite fit.

We protect our heads in a fall.

Long tumble.

Is that impossible?

Well, sure.

Just unlikely.

- Forced entry, huh? - No.

No alarms. Housekeeper found her this morning,

checked her pulse to see if she was alive, called 911.

Husband's the only other occupant.

They spoke briefly when she got home last night. Late.

Told your guys that he didn't hear anything after that.

I'll take more if you've got it.

Well, shoes. Shoes are problematic.

Coming home at four A.M.,

the need to take off your heels is existential.

Yet... she wore them up the stairs...

... crossed to the husband...

... over to the guest room and back.

Well, it's not a home run, but...

... if you want it, it's all yours.

I'll keep my guys off your back.

If you want help, you let me know.

Thank you, sir. Will do.

I don't understand how this could've happened.

We... we had an argument and, um, she went to the...

... to the guest room.

What was the nature of the argument?

I was worried about her. I didn't know where she was.

So after she left the bedroom, did you hear anything?

Like... voices or footsteps?

I thought this was an accident.

It... may well be, Mr. Parsons, so... we have to ask.

Um, no. I mean, I sleep with earplugs.

I guess I was wound up after the quarrel,

so I took a sleeping pill.

Was it normal for Celine

to be out so late?

Yeah...

... lately it seemed like she was

at a different bar every night.

She was involved in a business venture.

Something to do with restaurants?

She was very invested.

Mr. Parsons, who has keys to the house?

Staff, um, kids, me...

... that's all.

Juliet.

Why don't we let Detective Graff

finish the conversation with your dad?

- You're okay. - Yeah.

Juliet, is there something you'd like to say?

I don't want to speak ill.

You know any detail could be important.

Even the uncomfortable ones.

We're not convinced this was an accident.

There was an other man.

She told me as much.

It wasn't the first time.

Sometimes her affairs happened here,

right under his nose.

And did your father know?

Knew, didn't pretend to not to...

God knows what their arrangement was.

Maybe the arrangement wasn't to his liking?

Maybe he'd had enough.

I know you have to think those things, but...

... trust me, Dad could never. It's just not in him.

Hope it was worth it.

Whole thing seems overcooked to me.

Oh yeah? Is that your take?

Because I'm not terribly interested.

Okay? Thank you.

Wow. Nice.

So... should I come in?

No. No.

No contact for a while.

Yeah, but you always say that.

Then I get the two A.M. call.

No, no. I mean it.

Hey. Where'd you get that coke from?

One line and I could barely stand up.

Too many questions, Naomi.

Thank you.

Oh, Celine Windt. Give me the 20 second version.

Okay, uh, trophy wife found at the bottom of the stairs.

Possible affair gone wrong,

but we can't rule out an accidental fall.

- Pathology? - No, they're next.

Victim was out late...

We'll piece together her last movements,

find out who she was with.

Well, I'd appreciate a quick win here.

Budget review!

Oof, have fun with that.

I get to explain to the CFO

and the Staff Super why you two book so much overtime.

Well then, Godspeed.

She had alcohol and cocaine in her system and benzodiazepine.

Uppers and downers.

It's a wonder she could stand on her feet at all.

Supports the accident theory.

Partied too hard, tripped on the stairs.

Unless someone wanted to make it look that way,

spiked her with the benzos, staged the tumble...

... and the head trauma consistent with the fall

or more likely with an object?

Yes. Either.

Well, what do you like?

No, sir. Hunches are your department,

but here's something.

Petechial hemorrhaging in her eyes.

So she suffocated?

I can't rule out positional asphyxia

given that she was found with her diaphragm constricted.

Okay, so...

the fall knocks her out, she lands bad,

crimps her airway. Lights out.

Hmm, she didn't fall down the stairs at all.

And what about the powder on her cuff?

Good luck with that.

Silicone beads, cornmeal,

and ground walnut shells.

Is that a drug thing?

No. It's for the shuckles.

Celine parked along this strip so that leaves us... what, um...

... 9,000 bars to check?

You should've worn your crepe soled shoes.

Found it.

The shuckle.

My aunt was a member of the Canadian Shuffleboard Congress.

Yeah. No, of course she was.

Can I help you guys?

Yeah. Detective Graff, this is Detective Bateman.

We were wondering if, um...

... you'd seen this woman recently?

Yeah. Last night she came in with a group of people.

They were...

... they were going pretty hard.

Who paid?

Do you have their credit card info?

I'll take a look.

You paid for her drinks last night.

How did you know Celine?

Money. We needed it, her husband had it...

... she invested at a key time for us.

So you... you own restaurants.

We did. Seven venues in the entertainment district.

But we just sold the whole group to a consortium out of Chicago.

That's why we were celebrating.

Celine was gonna make a fortune.

Do you know if Celine might have been romantically involved

with any of her work associates?

Look, she knew how to have a good time, no question.

But I don't know. She...

she talked about her husband as if she really cared for him.

Did anything seem off about her last night?

Late for the party... as always.

She was even bringing strangers into the fold.

Strangers?

This woman, um,

turns out she was an escort.

How did you know that?

I hit on her and she...

she gave me her rates...

What is this about?

Celine Windt died last night.

What?

Which makes you interesting to us

as one of the very last people who saw her alive.

Okay, look. I never met her before and that's the truth.

But a client of mine... he was her friend.

Say more.

Okay, he said that Celine was an addict

and that she was lying about being clean.

He said that he wanted to get her help and he needed proof.

So... he told me to offer her the drugs

to see if she would take them.

Cocaine? And she did.

I told him it was hardly fair.

It's like total entrapment.

But he insisted.

He said that it was for her own good.

He supply the drugs?

- Yeah. - How were they?

Crappy, if you really wanna know.

Made me more dizzy than anything.

This client... what's his name?

I don't... I don't know his real name.

But I've been to his house.

Hello, sir. I'm Detective Bateman,

this is Detective Graff.

Toronto police.

You must be here about Celine.

How do you know Celine Windt?

She's my step-mother.

You've been arrested

for administering a noxious substance.

Okay. Whatever story this, um, escort gave you...

... she's obviously lying!

It's more than a story, Eric.

It's, um, it's a dinner and a show.

Yeah, this is the... baggy of cocaine you supplied her.

A whiff of which is currently being analyzed for benzodiazepine.

And this is the $ 1,300 in cash you paid her.

And this...

... is what you texted her so she'd know

who to approach with the drugs.

This whole premise is absurd.

Celine didn't need encouragement from me

or anyone else to go to the bar and do coke.

She was a train wreck.

Vulture. Couldn't burn through my dad's money fast enough.

Yeah, you mean your inheritance.

She was selling cologne at the Manulife Centre when they met.

Little short skirt, big student loan.

My dad was hooked.

Married her three months later.

Does that sound like a healthy arrangement to you?

Maybe she would've been more suited to, um,

what... someone your age?

Where were you at four A.M. last night, Eric?

I was home, in bed.

Let's back this up for a second.

Because when it comes to being a vulture,

I'm not sure she was doing it right.

How do you mean?

Well, that business venture.

It was a big win,

Celine had just made a fortune for your father.

Was that news to you?

I... The point is that the woman was a mess.

A drunken fall? Hate to say it, it's just...

not that surprising.

Well, that'll be your lawyer.

But don't worry, Eric. We'll talk again real soon.

What's his motive?

He was hot for step-mom

or he was protecting Dad's money?

Well, maybe both.

I mean she was clearly under his skin and...

... he wouldn't have paid someone to drug her for no reason.

He's our guy.

Knocked out and then asphyxiated?

- Yeah. - No weapon found?

Well, teams are looking, but it's a blunt object,

so, I mean, it could be almost anything.

- Graff? - Hmm?

You're both sure about this?

... Yeah. Points to him.

He drugged her. He killed her and... staged the fall.

I can keep him

on administering a noxious substance.

Punt's bail hearing is in a day or so.

Buy you some time to get to murder.

Yeah, we'll take it. Thanks, Theo.

Okay, come on, what is it?

Well, he's right. The motive is... messy.

Premeditated kill, that's not passion. As for...

... you know, protecting the family's fortune.

Celine was growing it not spending it.

Hm-mmm.

It's even worse than murder. Untidiness.

Let's clean it up.

How are you holding up?

Just... excellent.

Few days. Then you'll be out on bail.

What does Dad think? Does he... suspect anything?

Of course not. He thinks it was an accident.

That stupid whore. She just had to keep her mouth shut.

Don't worry about that.

A prostitute with bad drugs. Her words don't matter.

It's easy for you to say

because you're not wearing the jumpsuit.

Hey, the detectives told me that Celine made a bunch of money.

Did you know that?

It doesn't make a difference.

Of course it makes a difference!

Eric...

Celine was a menace.

She was bad for Dad and she was bad for you.

You did what you had to do.

What matters now is that we stick together.

If you expect me to speak against my own son,

you're mistaken.

He's not who you seem to think he is.

Well, that's why we're here. To understand him better.

He spoke passionately about your estate.

Does he have... financial troubles?

He had asked me for help.

- And you said no? - You have to understand.

After their mother died,

I didn't know how to give the kids what they needed.

So I just said, "Yes! Yes". To everything.

It wasn't helpful for Eric.

I recognize that now.

He needed boundaries, but Celine...

... she helped me to understand that.

Can I ask...

... what happened to your first wife, Eric's mother?

Natalie.

She drowned.

I'm so sorry.

Losing your mother can take you to some dark places.

Hostility towards the new... wife, the new life.

It wasn't like that.

Natalie was a troubled soul.

She was depressive and the kids, they bore the brunt of it.

Her mood swings... I tried to protect them.

As horrible as it was...

... her death brought a kind of peace.

Well, your family certainly has been through a lot.

Where was it that, um, your first wife passed away?

Here.

In the pool.

I see.

Hey, Bateman.

Natalie Parsons, 44, unintentional drowning.

Unintentional. Any drugs in her system?

Just the vodka kind.

Graff. You'll never guess who the lead investigator was.

We were surprised to...

learn that you investigated the death of Natalie Parsons?

Have a seat.

That's right. It wasn't much of an investigation.

She drowned. What about it?

Well, you didn't, um, feel the need to mention it, sir.

Is it relevant?

Well, that's...

that's what we're trying to determine, sir.

And I have every confidence that you will.

If it's not relevant, if it is in fact a totally unrelated...

... 10 year old incident...

... I'm sure you will come to that conclusion.

Then why did you drop by at all?

I told you why.

My guys wanted you off their turf.

A single phone call could have handled that.

But you wanted to see the crime scene for yourself.

In case a new body shed light on the old one.

And there it is.

The famous conjecture.

Well, am I wrong, sir?

Four years after the mom drowned.

I worked another fatality at the house.

A personal assistant to the family, Danika Coulter. She...

... died of a heart attack.

Forgive me, sir, but that is...

a lot of bad luck for one address.

If you guys want to sit here and second-guess my work...

... be my guest.

But you should know, it's not just me you're judging.

It's your boss.

What's this?

Could we have a word, boss? Inside?

Yeah.

Do you remember a drowning incident that occurred

10 years ago in Hog's Hollow?

You were junior investigator, Bishop was lead?

Uh... sure.

Society mom had too many martinis,

ended up face down in the pool.

Natalie Parsons.

Yeah, that's right. Why?

Oh, well... Natalie Parsons' husband

got remarried to our current victim, Celine Windt.

You're joking.

It's worse, I'm afraid.

Third woman was found dead in the house in the interim.

Family assistant, Danika Coulter.

Three deaths in the same house.

Why didn't we catch this?

They were... ruled accidental.

And it's the same house with different addresses.

The street was renamed from Ryerson Crescent

to Hedge Brooke Crescent in 2022.

So... nothing came up on our search.

Perhaps a coincidence which also might describe

the death of Danika Coulter.

It was ruled a medical incident, but...

Ma'am, Bishop was the lead investigator on that too.

Oh, no. Bishop...

Bishop is a good detective.

Half of what I learned, I learned from him.

If those weren't accidents, he would have caught it.

Yeah.

Um, it's just three bodies in one house, ma'am.

It's a hard pattern to ignore.

Your suspect, Eric Parsons, does he profile as a repeater?

Um, no, not particularly, no.

But you still like him for Celine Windt?

Yeah. We think he's the guy.

Okay. Then, one thing at the time.

Make your case.

And let's not go around shouting serial murders

unless we're sure.

Dismissed.

I never understood why people are so protective of their teachers.

I think that the day you discover

that they're fallible is a good day.

How so?

Well, moment of growth.

You've surpassed them, cast them aside, and move on.

Ah, for us humans I don't think it's that easy.

Hmm.

Eric's motive for killing Celine is fuzzy.

Maybe this will help us.

We got two more bodies, two more data points.

What's the pattern?

Okay.

Eric wanted money.

It works as a motive for Celine, might work for the mom.

Not impossible.

Yeah, but the assistant. She's the outlier.

She had the so-called heart attack.

Her brother's listed as her next of kin.

Danika and Christopher Parsons had started

to have a relationship.

I was upset when I found out.

Rich widower sleeping with his assistant?

It's a bad joke.

You think Christopher had something to do with Danika's death.

That's the thing.

I was worried, but Danika swore he was a good man.

They'd fallen in love.

She even brought me to his house to meet him.

How'd that go?

He was charming.

Daughter was polite,

Danika was beaming the whole time.

Three weeks later, she was dead.

And what about the son, Eric?

What was Danika's relationship with him?

There was none.

He was out of the house by then.

It was just Christopher and the daughter.

Juliet.

Juliet?

There he is.

Were you walking?

Yeah. Yeah, I was.

Just trying to clear my head.

Yeah.

Good.

Good to keep moving, I think.

Yeah.

I'm gonna stay for a while.

I brought my stuff, I'll sleep in my old room.

You don't have to do that, honey.

Of course, I do.

I'm not going to leave you alone.

Is there something you're looking for?

Yes.

Things will need to be managed, arrangements.

Her affairs, it's...

I don't want you to have to think about it.

I don't know what I'd do without you, Jules.

Love you.

You think we have the wrong kid?

And the wrong motive.

Just hear me out for a sec.

Now repeat killers come in two types.

Those who murder for instrumental goals, profit, power.

And those who are looking to fulfill an internal need.

Now what's the one thing that connects all three victims?

Not money.

Christopher, the man.

What if this is about him?

About control, about protecting him, possessing him?

Yeah, but Juliet would have been 16 years old when her mom died?

What? Mom, the Ice Queen?

A lack of hugs doesn't make you a serial killer.

It could if the chemistry was there in the first place.

Mom was cruel, psychologically abusive.

It was her versus Dad and the kids,

so Juliet took on the role of father's keeper.

It's textbook sociopathy.

The grandiosity, the narcissism, it's all there.

What about Eric?

A tool.

See, she's smart enough

to change up the pattern,

get somebody else to do the wetwork on this one.

Female predators are trappers not stalkers.

They tend to kill on their own turf.

The Hog's Hollow house.

It's her territory.

With Christopher in the middle,

anyone that threatens that...

God help them.

I'm in. Let's put it to the test.

You can just have a seat.

Thank you for filling, Juliet.

Of course.

How can I help?

We're sorry to inform you that your father

is now our lead suspect in the death of Celine Windt.

What? No, why?

Why would you think that?

Well, the sad truth is incidents like these

almost always come down to spousal violence.

They had a tumultuous relationship.

You said so yourself.

They fought that night and later when they were alone together

at the house, she was killed.

No, no, no. You're wrong about him, about all of this.

Celine was drunk and high,

she fell down the stairs.

The pathologist concluded otherwise,

saying that Celine was struck

with a blunt object on the head.

And asphyxiated.

It must be hard to hear such a thing about your father.

It's shocking.

Does Eric know?

Um, not from us.

He told me he was upset about Dad and Celine.

Their relationship.

That's why he went on the walk that night.

A walk... the night of Celine's death?

He was in the neighbourhood?

He probably went to Hollow Pond.

It's near the house. It's where he goes to collect his thoughts.

They've got something.

She served him up.

Protecting daddy dearest.

We checked with the housekeeper.

That ashtray came from the guest bedroom,

but then you would know that already.

The same room where Celine would stay

if she'd been out all night.

You incapacitated her with a blow to the head

then you asphyxiated her.

All while her husband, your father,

was asleep in a room down the hall.

You're wrong.

Well, your DNA is on all of these items and so is Celine's.

Detectives, we all know there's a thousand explanations

for this.

Yeah, well, this is one of them.

And here's something you might not know, Eric.

It was your sister that lead us to this evidence.

What?

She steered us to the pond.

She told us you were in the neighborhood that night.

- It was her idea. - Eric...

No. You listen to me.

It was her goddamn idea.

- Eric! - Shut up!

She said that Celine was stealing our dad's money.

Bleeding him dry.

She said that she was gonna sell the house

right out from under him and take everything.

And you bought it.

That bitch! Of course she turned on me.

We're gonna take a minute.

Take your time.

Of course she did!

Eric's testimony against Juliet

is useless without corroboration.

No one's gonna take his word

over the pretty daughter who wasn't even there.

Well, they would if they knew it wasn't her first time.

Tell me you're sure about this.

She changed tactic. Okay, it fits the profile.

She knew the victims, one location,

long intervals between kills.

Female predator right out of the manual.

And we missed it.

Hey, boss. You couldn't have known back then.

Open it up. Find our mistakes.

Natalie Parsons, dead in the pool, pulmonary edema.

Blood alcohol 0.18, and guess who found her and called 911?

Uh, young Juliet?

Poor thing. Okay, so she waited for her to get loaded, held her under.

Second victim, Danika Coulter, found by Christopher.

When he came home from work, discovered the bathroom locked.

Kicked in the door, and found the body.

And get this, she had cracked ribs,

but the pathologist ruled inconclusive.

That seem odd?

So... acute cardiac arrhythmia...

She either had a heart attack and fell under the corner

of the vanity causing the cracked ribs

or it was the blow to the chest that stopped her heart

in the first place.

Like from a baseball bat or a kick...

You can see our dilemma.

One of them is a medical incident

and the other's a crime.

I hate to say it, but they both fit.

Sorry guys, inconclusive.

Thing I don't get is the cracked ribs.

Okay, it's... tenuous, but this is the second body.

There's enough to keep digging, but Bishop didn't.

He closed the file.

Because he couldn't get past their alibi

and we're going to hit the same wall.

At the time of Danika Coulter's death,

Juliet was at the rowing club.

Confirmed by multiple witnesses.

I don't believe it.

I think something's off.

Statement, Juliet Parsons,

"I left from my rowing club meeting at 7:30 A.M.

before arriving at 8 A.M."

And according to Bishop,

Danika Coulter arrived to start her work day at...

at 9.

Bateman.

You called it.

What?

Bishop made a mistake.

And I think he knew it.

If he comes clean we've got a shot at her.

He won't.

Not to us.

Hello there, Viv.

It's good to see your face.

Aw, you too, Charles. You too.

I'm gathering this

Hog's Hollow business is getting messy?

Yeah...

We believe that Juliet Parsons is responsible

for all three deaths.

We missed it, Charles.

You didn't miss anything.

I was the lead on victim one,

you weren't even there for victim two.

At the time of Danika Coulter's death,

you were vying for this job.

You really think so poorly of me?

Look, I didn't have the pieces for murder.

You know how it goes, once you call murder you can't

climb down and I didn't have the pieces.

Come on, Viv.

You know me.

The work is who I am.

I remember the work.

But look at us now, Charles.

I spent all week in front of the budget committee

arguing wins and loses, the work changes.

The incentives certainly do.

Juliet Parsons had an alibi.

Out of the house by eight.

And Danika Coulter didn't arrive till nine.

Except...

... You made a correction in your notes.

You crossed out "Arrived" and you put "Started" instead.

Danika's workday started at nine.

You parsing my six-year-old notes?

Had she slept over?

Danika was in a relationship with Christopher Parsons.

Did you discover that she had slept over?

I don't remember.

Because that would've put her there earlier in the morning,

alone in the house with Juliet.

Even if it were true, it doesn't prove murder.

No.

To do that, you would've had to admit

that you may have gotten the first one wrong.

You would've had to face your sergeant

and your colleagues and the public.

How hard were you gonna work for that

when the other option was available?

What option?

Telling yourself that you got it right the first time.

That you're a good cop, that you do not miss.

And that this will all go away.

What do you want?

Superintendent Bishop has informed professional standards

that an oversight may have

compromised the Hog's Hollow cases.

He's recommending a full review.

That's a brave decision.

What matters is that Juliet's alibi no longer holds.

He's admitted he got it wrong.

Your suspect's in play, Detectives.

You've already questioned us. Why are you here?

I think you've caused this family enough pain.

This won't take long.

Yeah, we appreciate your time.

There are just...

a couple of details about the fatalities

that we need to clarify.

Wonderful. A tour through our grief.

It's okay, Jules. What can we do to help?

Well, let's start at the beginning.

Natalie Parsons, your mother.

It must've been very traumatic finding her.

Can you tell us what happened that day?

She was floating.

I pulled her out here, I called 911.

And what drew you to the pool?

Was she thrashing, crying out,

screaming for help when she drowned?

Nothing like that. I saw her from the coach house window.

And did you try and resuscitate her?

It was already over.

You were how old? 16?

That's a tough age.

How would you describe your relationship with your mother?

I told you Natalie was troubled.

She didn't make it easy.

Her death brought a kind of peace,

I believe is how you put it.

A solution, almost.

It's a horrible thing to say.

Okay, then, let's move on.

Danika Coulter, shall we?

I came home from work.

Bathroom door was locked, and she wasn't answering.

So I forced my way in.

And I...

she was cool to the touch.

I just held her until the paramedics came.

And how did you feel about Danika? Did you get along?

We weren't pals. She was the assistant.

Well, until she became more.

Dad was vulnerable. He was still grieving.

- No. - She took advantage of him.

Another problem in search of the solution.

Your own people said it was a heart attack.

Mistakes were made and...

we'll be asking ourselves how for a long time.

But in some ways, I think we know the answer.

You see, sometimes, people are too invested in being right

to see the signs that they're wrong.

It's like that, um,

that feeling in the gut, you know.

That little hum in the back of your brain

that would just never go away.

You know that palpable feeling of intuition is real.

It's based on observation and experience,

sensory data collecting in your brain,

telling your body, warning it.

Something is wrong.

Something is missing...

Okay, enough! Enough.

I won't let you put him through this any longer.

No, we're almost done.

One more.

We don't need a description here,

Eric has already confessed to the crime.

We know what happened and who was involved.

Yes, I'm aware he's claiming I played some part.

It's simply not true, he's deflecting.

Well, you did that Celine was bad for your father.

You said that she was bleeding him dry.

Celine was no saint.

She was a drunk and a tease. She was unstable.

That may be true, but it's also clear that...

Celine loved your father very much.

Please.

She wasn't in it for the money, was she?

She wasn't sleeping around. She did love you.

I know she did.

And you also know who murdered her.

Dad...

please don't let these people interfere with our family.

Juliet is lying to you. She's, um,

lied to you her whole life.

She's possessive. She's manipulative.

Christopher. She's sick.

Anyone who comes between you and Juliet is met

with annihilation and she seems okay with that.

She destroyed the life of your son

and took the lives of three women you loved.

That's not possible.

No.

It's true.

It's mortifying even.

Mortifying from the Latin, mors, death,

decay because a lie from a loved one rots us from the inside.

And when we can't face that heartbreak,

we lie to ourselves as well.

Never should've told you.

Told her what?

Dad.

Celine wanted to start fresh.

She said there was too much darkness in this place.

She was poisoning you against me.

We were going to sell the house.

We were looking at property in Quebec.

Celine wanted to contribute her own money. That mattered to her.

We were just waiting for a deal to come through.

So she was trying to help you escape.

And she said not to tell Juliet.

But you didn't listen.

What did Juliet say when you told her?

She said it would be a lot to manage,

but she'd handle it all.

And I did, Dad.

Someone had to.

No, Juliet...

Juliet Parsons,

you're under arrest for the murder of Celine Windt.

Just right here, thank you.

She plead not guilty,

but Christopher and Eric are punching holes in her denial.

The Crown's sure they got her.

Cold case unit's all over the earlier deaths.

They're confident.

Earning our pay.

Two bodies too late.