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(thrilling music) (mob shouts indistinctly)

(Cora pants)

(dogs bark)

- [Liam] Come on.

- [Vigilante] In the trees!

Over here!

- Cora, go back. Tell them it was all me.

- No.

- You could still save yourself.

- I don't care about saving myself.

I only care about being with you.

We belong together.

Now that I've met you, our fates are forever tied.

Where you go, I go. Remember? (yearnful music continues)

(epic music)

- [Vigilante] Here, I think I see them!

(mob grumbles)

(intense music)

(water sloshes)

- [Cora] Argh!

- [Liam] Cora!

(Cora gasps) (alarm beeps)

- Was just a dream.

(Cora huffs)

(button clicks) (alarm beeping stops)

(gleaming music)

(kindly pop music)

- [Leo] Cora, it's Leo.

They got another B and E call this morning.

Press is already on it.

- Burglars broke into Memento Jewellery over the night

without setting off the alarm system.

Although cameras recorded an image of one suspect,

so far it has been impossible to identify them.

(circuit breaker clacks)

(shoe clops)

(badge jangles)

(engine huffs)

- [Cora] Morning, Dad.

- I heard the news about Memento. Congratulations.

- [Cora] Congrats on a B and E?

- Oh, congratulations on any new development

that helped you break your first big case as lead detective,

and remember I'm here if you need me.

- Oh, that's nice, but um, you're retired, so go retire.

- All right. I love you, honey.

- Love you, too.

♪ Could take this higher than the sky ♪

♪ Hurry, hurry

- Come on, why are you waiting?

- What?

Okay, in case you forgot, I did swear an oath of honor

to enforce the law and maintain order.

- Mm-hmm, and I promise

there won't be complete societal collapse

because I let my best friend skip the line.

- Argh, you promise? Because I do desperately need coffee.

I was tossing and turning last night

with this really weird dream.

- You know, I love analyzing people's dreams.

- Ah, maybe later.

Not to tell you how to do your job,

but there is a long line of people waiting.

- People can wait a little longer

if it means we hear your dreams.

- Finn, wow, I didn't know

that they let you outta the DA's office when the sun is up.

- Oh, it must be a bank holiday.

- [Cora] Heh.

- Hey, congrats on your promotion.

- Oh, thank you.

- Yeah, my girl here's worked hard

to break the tape, go plain-clothes.

- [Finn] Wow, look at you! All the lingo.

- She watches too much "Law and Order."

Sorry, this is Finn Walsh. He is the assistant DA.

And this is-

- Suzette. I own this joint.

And here, pour-overs on the house.

- Oh, thank you, but I'm actually a tea guy.

Bergamot, if you have it, with sugar. Thanks.

Hey, so I heard you're on the jewellery store case.

- [Cora] Yeah.

- Well, I'm sure you're swamped,

but I was thinking of swinging by the station later

to go over the evidence from that bank job last August,

if you have time.

And how 'bout I take you out to lunch?

So we can celebrate your promotion.

- My schedule's a little crazy,

but I think for you, I can make time.

- Great.

- Bergamot for the tea guy.

Sugar's over there.

- Right, thank you for the tea.

Catch you later, Cora.

- Yeah.

- Well, seems like he was only interested

in the sugar that was right in front of him.

- Okay.

- Dating a DA, though, after making detective

might be a bad look.

- Yeah, especially because everybody

already thinks that I got he promotion

because my dad was the chief of police.

- What? No.

Everyone knows you got this promotion

because you're the best at your job.

You helped find that missing kid.

You caught that arsonist,

although I still hear Timmy's somewhere down that well.

- What?

- "Lassie" reference.

- You watch too much TV.

- Anyways, who cares what anyone else thinks.

Hey, you deserve all of your success.

I hope you know that.

- Thank you.

- Now, tell me more about this dream.

We talking, like, teeth falling out?

- Ooh, no.

- You took a test you didn't

study for? - Uh, actually,

I'm really late.

- All right, go show 'em who's the boss.

Oh, and when that DA comes by the station

asking to take you out to lunch,

just remember he's a tea guy, heh heh.

- Okay, bye.

(tires murmur)

(worried music)

- [Officer] You want us to check the other one?

- Morning.

- Make sure you get this. Need to know why it's still there.

- [Officer] I'll let 'em know.

- Leo. Surprised you came down to the crime scene.

I thought today was retirement day.

- Time to give it a rest?

Nah, I'm working through the end of the week, but I'm happy

to head home if you wanna go it alone, Detective.

- No, I think the vibe from the squad

has me feeling alone enough, Detective.

My incredible investigative skills deduct

that nobody wants me here.

- I want you here.

- I appreciate that.

I know you and the new chief go way back

and that you put in a good word for me, so.

- That wasn't charity. I know talent when I see it, Cora.

- Thanks.

All right, now, come lend me hear that keen mind of yours.

What am I looking at?

- Uh, B and E; possible larceny;

first, maybe second degree.

Well, they took a lot of inventory.

- Can I just state the obvious?

Why is this not in enforced glass?

- Old buildings.

Back in my day, this used to be a record store.

- And press said there's surveillance.

- Techs are going through it now.

You think this is connected to the other larcenies?

- Like the other larcenies, the window's the point of entry,

but this smash is more haphazard.

The other windows had consistent radial fracture

surrounded by concentric cracks,

suggesting premeditation with a small tool.

Could be the same perp,

but I mean, the house burglaries were

more elegant, less brute force,

so this feels off.

- About time you got here.

What a mess.

- Is he the owner? - Excuse me, officer.

- Yeah. - Did they take a picture

of this? - He's pretty worked up.

- [Memento Owner] What about that one?

- Yeah, I got him.

- [Memento Owner] I don't understand

why they're wasting so much time.

- Morning, I'm Detective McLeod.

- You need to find these hoodlums.

- And that is what we intend to do.

- But on what timeline?

Because I am friends with the O'Malleys,

and they told me you haven't made any progress

on catching the thugs that broke into their house.

It was weeks ago, and now you've let those vandals rob me.

- Okay, well, we, we don't know that the two are connected,

and I can't comment on an ongoing investigation.

So why don't we just focus on what happened here?

Have you inventoried what's missing?

- I haven't had a chance to go through everything,

but I know for sure these pieces are gone.

- Nice watch.

(mythical music)

(searing music)

- Cora? Hey, Cora, are you okay?

Come here. Come here.

You're okay. You're okay.

- I love you.

I wish we got to have our chance.

- I will always love you,

in this life and the next.

Cora, don't. Cora.

- [Vigilante] Through here.

- Don't go.

No, no, no!

(Liam gasps)

(shoes clop)

- Oh shoot, did I miss the introductions?

I'm, I'm Agon. It's my first eon.

- Where am I?

Where's Cora?

(air whooshes)

Huh!

- Oh, ha ha, gets me every time.

- Liam O'Connor, your soul has been weighed

and found wanting.

In life, you were a thief, a rogue,

who cared for nothing but himself.

And now you stand before the Department of Destiny

to face your fate.

- Wait. Is Cora here?

Is sh-, is she safe?

- Cora died nearly 200 years ago.

- But if it makes you feel any better, uh,

you're dead, too, so.

- Why would that make me feel any better?

Also, 200 years?

So where have I been all that time?

- Limbo.

Yeah, it's not exactly Disneyland,

but it sure does beat the H-E-double-hockey-sticks.

- What's a hockey stick?

- Quiet! (Department HQ rumbles)

All questions will be answered.

(book thuds)

(fingers snap) (occupants swish)

- Huh.

(Samael clears throat)

- Liam O'Connor, you are here because Limbo is closing

and all souls must be allocated one way or the other.

For the department, this has been

a monumental feat of the highest order.

- Overtaxing the department- - Uh.

- and requiring even the most unskilled of junior agents

to finally get their own case.

- Well done.

- Thank you.

- Liam, in life, you stole many things,

but the most unforgivable thing to steal

was Cora McLeod's heart.

- Cora and I were in love with each other.

- But she wasn't destined for you.

You stole her from her true soulmate, Finn Walsh.

- He's Cora's soulmate? No.

- Yes, and he is a good and true man.

And so instead of Cora being in a fated pair with Finn,

she joined in an errant pairing with you,

a mistake in the tapestry of fate.

- Samael doesn't really like mistakes.

- Liam O'Connor,

you've stolen.

You've sown chaos. You've broken hearts.

But now we're offering you a chance for redemption.

There are seven souls from your time in Ireland

who have been reincarnated altogether; their fates, linked.

Having misstepped in their first life,

they are being given the chance to prove

where they should spend eternity.

- Wait, so they've all been living their lives

while I've been stuck...

Where? In Limbo?

- Yeah, that's our bad, a clerical error,

but if it makes you feel any better, you're the only one

that got to keep your memories from Ireland

and see this awesome place.

Also, none of them got to see the cool presentation

that Samael makes up.

- So, you are going to join them in the human world,

and your mission is

to set Cora on her destined path and help her fall in love

with her true soulmate, Finn Walsh.

- Wait. Lemme get this straight.

You want me to get the love of my life

to fall for another man?

- And we don't have much time.

Their fates need to be decided soon, so.

- No, I can't do that.

Why would I ever do that?

- (scoffs) Why would you ever do that?

Well, you would do that

because, should you succeed,

you will spend eternity in Heaven

but, should you fail or defy us-

- Then, uh, H-E-double-hockey-sticks.

- What's hockey?

- Well, in 1867 or s-

- Okay, we are aware that you know nothing

of the world that you are being sent to;

however, you, heh heh, you won't be alone,

because Agon will be your handler

and help you in your task.

- Don't worry. I know that the world has changed a lot.

But I will guide you through it every step of the way:

uh, women's rights, indoor plumbing.

Ireland and Britain are friends now.

- Hmm. - Uh.

- Um, kinda.

- Okay, the important thing to know is some of them

will think they know you from the present day,

as we've planted some false memories.

- Right, and people in present day

have the same name as they did in the past?

- Um, well, names tend to stick to souls.

So, Liam, what fate do you choose? Hmm?

- I choose Cora.

- Okay, just remember that you are being given a chance

to do right for once,

to save yourself but, more importantly, to save her.

- And save her I will.

(portal rumbles)

(siren wails)

Whoa. Hey.

Huh!

- [Driver] Come on.

Watch where you're going.

- Liam, thought you said

you were gonna meet me at the motel.

- Boyd?

Oh.

- Uh, heh, huh. Ha!

- Oh how I've missed your ugly mug!

- Yeah, you sure look happy.

- Whoa.

- You, uh, you do something reckless?

- I'm not that happy.

- Ah, ha ha. Ha ha, right. - Heh heh. Heh heh.

- It's good to be working together again.

I really appreciate you coming in from Portland

to help out on the case.

- Yeah.

- You know, I'm sorry about the radio silence.

I've just been pulled in every direction

since I took over the department.

- Took over what department?

- Providence Falls Police Department.

- You're a constable.

I'm a constable. What?

- Heh heh, ha, huh, funny.

Okay, need to just keep that Irish sense of humor of yours

under lock until you've settled in, all right?

It's all fine with the boys up in Portland,

but my rookie detective's not gonna appreciate it,

especially since I've yet to tell her

she's got a new partner.

- Right, yeah, okay, where exactly are we headed?

- Uh, Memento Jewellery.

Call came in this morning. It's another larceny.

- Did you do it?

- Are you feeling okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No, just having a crack, heh.

- Okay, well, can it. We're here. (clears throat)

Detective McLeod.

- Oh, Chief, what are you doing here?

- Want you to meet someone.

This is, uh, Detective Liam O'Connor.

(longing music)

- Sorry, have we met before?

- Uh, not in this lifetime.

(glaring music)

- [Officer] Ma'am, if you could just-

- Um, I'm Detective McLeod.

- "Detective"? Wait.

You're also a constable?

How can that be? You're a woman.

- Excuse me.

- Wait. You're the rookie detective?

So that makes me your partner.

- Who said I need a partner?

- Boyd. Yeah, but don't worry.

Some people profess that I'm, uh, quite a good partner.

- Even to a woman rookie constable?

- Okay, seems like we mighta got off

on the wrong foot there.

- But I'm not sure that foot's gonna change,

because I have a pretty good gut sense of people.

- And what sense do you have of me?

- That you're not the partnering type,

which is fine 'cause, like I said, I don't need a partner.

(lively music continues)

You brought in an outsider to partner with me?

How is that gonna win me friends at the station?

- Well, you're gonna win friends at the station

when you solve the case you're gonna solve with Liam.

He's a good detective.

- A good detective who's not even wearing gloves

while handling evidence.

- Liam, put that down.

He's a little unorthodox, but he's good.

(phone rings)

- What's that, Boydster?

- It's your phone, Detective.

Incredible sleuthing skills.

- Just trust me.

- Um. Uh. - 'Kay?

- Fine. You're the chief.

You're giving him a lift back to the station.

- [Liam] Boyd.

- [Boyd] Yeah.

- [Liam] When you said you'd gimme a ride, I thought

you meant you had a horse stabled.

- Very funny.

You leave the city for a small-town job.

And you think I'm out on the stick somewhere?

So buckle up.

I don't know what's gotten into you.

You gotta get it together before we get to the station.

McLeod's gonna fight me on this partnering thing.

- Yeah, Detective McLeod,

she's magnificent. - Not thrilled.

You better mean magnificent at her job.

- Of course, yeah, as I'm sure she is.

- [Boyd] Ha ha ha ha.

- Boyd, oh it is so nice to see you, man.

- Oh, it's good to see you, too.

- Actually, I could use

some friendly advice right about now.

- Oh yeah?

Sure, yeah. What is it?

- I've very recently had a conundrum.

- 'Kay. - There's this case,

and the people in authority,

they want me to handle it a certain way.

Maybe they're right, you know, in part,

but honestly, everything inside me, my heart,

just wants me to do the complete opposite.

- This isn't about me, is it?

I'm not the authority?

- No, no, they're far more powerful than you.

- I hope this isn't like the mob case

you were on in Portland.

Okay, I mean, look, look.

You know, are they wrong about how to handle the case?

Yeah, uh, sure.

Uh, you know, it's not like we haven't seen that before.

- Maybe they are wrong.

After all, who are they to decide fate?

(glowing music) - Mm.

Not sure I'm following you, but look,

the Liam I know always got the job done right,

regardless of whatever others thought,

even if ya did incite a little chaos along the way.

- And perhaps destiny needs a bit of chaos.

- Mm. (enchanted music continues)

- And this is our research room.

I would recommend brushing up on the Rules of Destiny

before diving into the specifics of this case.

- Aye, aye, boss, I've already started memorizing

all 333 Rules of Destiny:

number one, life is a specific application of the great-

- You can memorize them silently, okay?

Good, but you do need to study up on Cora,

as her fate rests in the balance.

(beaming music)

- Oh, huh, that's a lotta Cora.

- Yeah, well, she has an important fate.

You better get started.

(shoe clops) (gleaming music)

(gleaming music continues)

- Just one couldn't hurt.

- [Boyd] Come on, come on.

- Right, now, you're sure they're gone.

- Aye, aye, a maid told me the necklace will be here.

It's kept in the daughter's room.

- Necklace, huh.

- Go, boy, before the sun's to rise.

- Hmm.

(lock clicks)

(latch clanks) (door creaks)

(timid music)

(door creaks)

(door clunks)

(door taps)

(blade scrapes)

Oh, my dear,

uh, this isn't my castle, ha ha.

Um, new to town,

and uh, I've gotten turned around.

Uh, please, uh, uh, forgive the lateness of this intrusion.

- And you sneak into your own castle after picking the lock?

Nice effort, but you're not fooling me.

- Well, you're not fooling me with that sword.

No cutting edge.

- It's my practice sword.

My father lets me fence with him sometimes,

but I don't really need it.

See, all I'd need to do is scream,

and three sharp swords would appear,

held by brutish men quick to use them.

- Ah, well, there's no need to do that.

Let's just declare this a folly of misunderstanding,

and uh, I'll just be on my way, then.

- Not quite. (gleaming music)

I'll let ya go

but on one condition.

- And what might that be?

- You tell me the truth why you're here.

- What are you on about?

- I'm on about knowing something of the world.

- And how can I help you with that?

- My whole life has been inside these castle walls

with people just like me.

And in four months, I'll marry a man I've only just met.

And the rest of my life will be inside his castle walls

with people just like him, so

you could tell me of something different,

'bout you, your life.

- Why would you care 'bout my life?

- Because you look like someone who's had adventure

and I've realized too late that I want an adventure.

- You're not making any sense.

- Perhaps, but I haven't screamed.

- That's true.

- Guess there's something about you that I trust.

- Why would you trust me?

(gleaming music)

- Have you read Rousseau?

He believes that people are born good,

it's their lot in life that corrupts them,

desperate people are forced to do desperate things,

but people want to do good, to be good,

so I guess I believe that about you too.

- Well, that's lovely.

It's harrowingly naive, but it's lovely.

- And also 'cause I have a real sword

with a deadly cutting edge, should I need it.

So what'll it be?

Bloody end for you?

Or your story for me?

(door creaks and clunks)

(shoes patter)

(latch clicks)

(tense music)

(downcast music)

Why did you come here tonight?

To steal something?

- [Liam] I thought the place was empty, (chuckles) hmm.

- We returned from Dublin this morning.

- Right.

- I still believe there's more to your story than that.

- Well, if it's my whole story you want,

it might take a while.

- [Cora] Well, I have all the time in the world.

(treasured music)

- [Liam] Right.

I suppose I could start by telling you about me pa.

He's a cottier.

♪ Hmm, hmm

(window frame clunks)

- House is bigger-

- Shh! - than my village.

- "Or get the help of one to repel another."

Huh! Uh, huh.

(sabers clink)

You're here to tell me- - Story.

- a story. - I've got another one.

- Okay. - This one's great.

No. Whoa!

- See that?

That's Sirius, the brightest star.

The ancient Egyptians worshipped Sirius,

believing that celestial bodies influenced fate,

and that is why we make wishes on stars.

- Well, I always believed that granting wishes

was fate's cruelest joke.

Well, I'm starting to rethink that.

(air rumbles)

(Samael clears throat)

- Doesn't look like the book of Cora.

- Uh, I was just, uh, brushing up on the case.

I, I couldn't help but notice

their connection seems really strong.

What's to stop Liam from ignoring the mission

and just trying to win Cora back?

- I put protections in place for that.

♪ Hey, Cora

Any chance you changed your mind

about attending the police ball?

- [Cora] Yeah, I thought about it, but I think I'll skip.

- [Boyd] Nah, make sure to call if you need anything, okay?

- Detective O'Connor, we got off to a shaky start,

but we can start over if you can bear

working with a woman rookie constable.

- I can bear it.

So partners then?

(hand buzzes) (head rings)

Argh, what the...

(bell pings)

- Are you coming, Detective?

(intriguing music)

(phone rings)

Uh, so we have a desk for you near me.

- Seems we have an audience?

- Yeah, well, there's a lot of history here pertaining to me

that you don't know about.

- Likewise.

- [Cora] Uh, this is you.

- This is me?

- Argh, are you sure that we've never met before?

- I dunno. Uh, have we met?

D'you remember me from somewhere?

- I don't know.

Anyways, about the case,

we've emailed every pawn shop in the tri-state area,

so if the perps try to fence the stolen jewels,

we will be notified.

And I also have forensic techs;

by that, I mean Officer Callahan;

monitoring online and black market.

- Sounds like you've got it all under control.

That's to be expected.

I mean, you always did have a brilliant mind.

Always since I've known you.

- What exactly are you adding here?

- Boyd would tell you that my most helpful skill

is the ability to think like a criminal,

you know, understand their mindset, their motivation.

Whoever committed that crime

likely didn't think it through.

- Yeah, I got the same feeling.

Why are you looking at me like that?

- Oh, it's just, uh,

I'm happy for you.

You get to have adventures and feel like you've lived.

- [Officer] We're bringing it in now.

- Um, sorry, can you excuse me for a minute?

Hey, Austin, what's the story here?

- Dominic got caught tagging again. Had to write him up.

- [Cora] Can I take it from here?

- [Austin] It's all yours, Detective.

(Cora clears throat)

(Cora huffs)

- So you wanna tell me what happened?

- Just letting off some steam.

- Dominic, we talked about this.

All of these infractions add up.

You wanna tag, go to Second Chances. Make art.

- Yeah. Yeah, I know.

- Look, I wanna show up for you,

but I can't do that if you don't show up for yourself.

- [Officer] We're heading out now.

- So what do you say? Will you come?

Come on.

I just got the new "Madden" game,

and none of these other kids are showing me any competition.

It's pretty bad.

- If you wanna lose, uh...

- Okay. Fine, game on.

I'll see you there.

He's a good kid.

- Yeah, well, it's nice that you look out for him.

It's the least I can do.

He's been dealt a bad hand,

and his stepdad Jake's a piece of work,

but Dominic deserves a second chance.

- Heard you mentioned something about that.

- Yeah, it's, um, it's this program

that I'm trying to get off the ground

with the local community center

to help kids in the system

get a fresh start, different path.

- You always did see the best in people.

I mean I could assume.

- We should get back upstairs.

There's a string of break-ins

that I think could be connected.

(plodding music)

- So the larcenies started a month ago,

and whoever's pulling these jobs is smart:

power, cut, to security systems;

no forensics, to speak of;

and always on nights when the houses are empty.

So they've done the research.

No witnesses. Nobody gets hurt.

- Inside man.

- Or woman.

Yeah, we thought, "Maybe,"

but each house has a different security system,

different locks, too, but that didn't slow them

down any. (phone rings)

Your phone, Detective.

- My...

Oh, that's...

Yeah, this thing.

Argh, it's just...

I dunno. I do not know.

- [Cora] Are you gonna get it?

- No, I, I got it. It's just...

Hmm.

You were saying?

- Um, yes, in addition to the jewellery store,

there have been three private residences hit:

the Sullivans, the Sheets, and the O'Malleys.

(capricious music)

Are those names familiar to you?

(air whooshes)

(patrons laugh)

- Boyd, there you are.

Have you been dodging me or what?

Hey, did ya hear?

About the O'Malleys.

- You haven't been doing any lock picking

without your old partner, now, have ya?

- I was about to ask you the same thing.

- [Patron] She passed on.

- [Patron] Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha!

- (pats) But seriously, though,

the Sheets, the Sullivans, and now this.

- Seems like someone's moving in on our territory.

- [Liam] I'd like to know who.

- What I'd like to know is how it went at the McLeods.

Ya didn't get caught,

since that handsome hand of yours is still attached.

But did you get the necklace, like?

- It was around the neck of the fair Cora.

- She caught ya? She'll have our heads!

- No, no, she won't. That's just it.

Everything's to rights.

She's not gonna tell anyone.

She's incredible. She's magic.

- "She's magic"?

Please, tell me you're not saying

what I think you're saying: Cora McLeod,

daughter of James McLeod.

Best friend's the constable.

- Boyd, she's not like them.

She, she sees the best in people,

like, uh, like in me.

She, she, she makes me wanna change,

I dunno, be, be better.

- [Boyd] What? "Be better"?

- [Liam] Yeah.

- Why be better when you're the best thief in Kenzie?

Second to me, of course.

Didn't you say you had a good idea for a new heist?

We'll need another plan now that Cora's seen your face

and the necklace is outta reach, like.

Right.

- [Patron] Ha ha ha ha, ha, ha!

- [Patron] Oh!

- [Patron] Ha, ha!

- Heh heh heh heh! - Oh Seamus!

- Besides, if you need a lass,

why take one that's just come calling sudden?

- [Patron] Ha, hoo, ha ha, ha ha!

(Boyd laughs)

- Argh, Mere.

Meredith, what are you doing?

Shouldn't be in here.

- But you missed our rendezvous.

- Yeah, I know.

It's just, um,

(tuts) I, I, I went to church, ya know,

and I just been thinking,

"After all, you're a married woman."

What, what are we?

- Oh, suddenly, you're a man of honor? (scoffs)

Don't make me laugh. What really happened?

- Nothing.

I was just- - And don't tell me

Father Fitzgerald got in your ear.

Is it someone else?

Another woman?

I should've known better

than to trust you, Liam O'Connor.

- Meredith, no.

Argh. Hey.

Don't drink that. - Hey.

- [Shopper] Yeah, thanks.

- Meredith, wait. Meredith, please.

(horse neighs) (dog barks)

Hmm.

- Sorry.

- That's...

No, it's fine.

- Um, so those names do sound familiar to you?

- Uh, no, just Irish names.

- Detective McLeod, is this a good time?

- Oh, um-

- To go over the evidence in the bank job case?

- Actually, she's needed here with me,

Liam O'Connor, her new partner.

- Oh, Finn Walsh, ADA. Nice to meet ya.

- Pleasure's all yours.

- Excuse me.

- Now's a good time. We could go over here.

- Great.

- Sorry to steal her from ya.

- Oh that's only fair. I did steal her first.

- Psst! (Liam gasps)

- Agon, what are you doing here?

- Uh, I'm your handler. I'm here to help you.

- Are you here to help? - Yeah.

- Or are you here to police me?

- Well, I mean, a little of column A, a little of column B.

- Yeah. - But how's it going?

What do you think so far?

- What do I think?

I think that nothing has made sense to me

since you dropped me off in this madhouse of a world.

- I know it must be a lot to process,

coming from the 19th century

to a top-notch police department

like we've got here in Providence Falls.

Am I right?

- Nice. Good save.

- That was so exciting!

Do ya think he bought it? Do ya think he bought it?

- Yeah, don't wear the hat inside.

- Oh.

- Come on.

What have you done to me?

Every time that I touch Cora, I get these...

- Oh, the zap. Yeah, that was Samael's idea.

She didn't really trust you to stay away from Cora,

so you know, when your skin touches hers, bzz.

- It's bloody painful.

- Well, just, uh, think of it as a physical reminder

to stay on mission,

not that you need it.

I mean, they are doing great in there.

Actually, you could spin this into plans for this evening.

'Kay, the, the humans here, they do this regular group hang

after work is finished.

- I don't wanna go to a hanging with Cora.

- No, uh, heh, uh,

a group hang is a...

It's like grabbing an ale.

- Right.

- So, Cora's going. Just invite Finn.

- [Officer] Yeah, Jess, he's on the corner.

- [Agon] 'Kay, go!

- Well, you know what?

I would, I would actually really love it

if, maybe, you wanted to stop by one day.

- I'd love to. Sounds like an amazing program.

- What's this, now?

- Oh, Cora was just telling me

about her Second Chances program.

- Hey, uh, I heard that people

go for an ale after work here.

(cheery music)

Finn, would you like to join us for a hanging?

I mean hang.

- Um.

- Yeah, that sounds fun,

and I can invite Suzette.

- Great. I'm in, too, then.

And Cora, you and I can talk more about Second Chances.

- Yes, okay, I was thinking

that, maybe, if we could get some DAs

to recommend it during sentencing,

that would be the game-changer.

Yeah. (cheery music continues)

(friendly pop music)

- Wow, finally, place that I can understand.

Oh, almost.

- So, when did you leave Ireland to come here?

- Argh, it feels like 200 years ago.

I wanna know something.

- [Cora] Hmm.

- Why did you become a constable?

- Well, my dad was the chief of police,

so it was a reality I knew,

and it was the clear path.

But he wasn't everyone's favorite,

so that's made things tough, well, tougher, for me.

- Yeah, but you're tough.

- Still gets tiring

feeling like everyone's against you, though.

Like, even if one day I did make chief,

nobody would think that I earned it.

- So why do you do it?

- 'Cause it's a way that I can do good in the world.

- You don't, by chance, know Rousseau, do you?

- "The fate of man is to be governed by chance."

- "To make his," or her, "destiny their own."

- Yeah.

So, I, I guess I just believe

that a person's character is their fate.

- That's lovely, harrowingly naive but lovely.

- [Suzette] Hey.

- Hey. Um, Suzette, this is Detective Liam O'Connor.

- Oh, so you're the new partner Cora's been texting me about

all day, huh?

What?

I'm just saying none of my coworkers

have bone structure like that.

- Charmed.

- (gasps) Stop.

- Liam, I meant to ask you before.

Do you know Chelsea Coleman in the DA's office in Portland?

Collaborated on a case a while back.

- Can't say that I do,

but I guess, in Portland, we don't really work

as closely with our DAs

as you guys apparently do in Providence Falls.

- Oh, well, I mean, we don't really see each other

all that often, just when we're working a case together.

- Guess it's just fate that has old Finn here

working your cases.

- Well, lucky me 'cause Finn is very thorough.

- Finn, I noticed that you're a wine guy.

Do ya also enjoy a spot of tea.

- Comes from my Irish roots, I guess.

My people are Irish by way of Britain.

- Small world.

I'd ask you if I knew 'em, but they're probably posh, eh?

You look like you've got aristocrats' blood in ya.

- Well, this is fun.

- As fun as it is, I'm gonna go play some music.

- I'll help you. It's a two-person job.

Okay, spill.

- Spill what?

- [Suzette] Who are you into?

- Neither, because, as you stated,

I can't be dating a coworker if I wanna fight

against my nepo baby reputation.

- [Finn] We got anything good?

- [Suzette] Oh, shoot, I forgot my excuse

to be anywhere but here.

(Cora scoffs)

- [Cora] Hmm.

- So, who you gonna pick?

- What? Uh!

Oh, sorry, uh, music.

I don't know yet.

- Speaking of music, terrible segue,

are you, are you planning on, uh, going to the police ball?

- Uh, no, I already get enough time

with my coworkers judging me.

I don't need to do it on the weekends too.

- Oh, fair enough.

I have to go for work.

I thought, maybe, we could keep each other company, but uh,

anyway, what's, uh...

What are you feeling?

- Um, I think this one.

- [Finn] Good choice.

- Cheers.

♪ I'm reaching up for the stars ♪

- If I had to pick a horse in this race,

I'd go even money on you two.

- Horse racing.

Okay, yes, finally, metaphor that I understand.

So which horse am I?

Half-lame? Bringing up the rear?

- You're the dark horse,

and if I had to pick someone for Cora, I'd pick you.

She could use some more excitement in her life,

and you're way more intriguing than that buttoned-up lawyer.

- Well, here's to good taste.

- Hmm.

So, you just moved here, right? Where are you living?

- I actually don't know.

Boyd said something about a motel.

- Probably the Falls Lodge over on Vascono.

That place is nicknamed the Museum of Poor Decisions.

You know, Cora's been looking to rent out her guest house

for the past few months.

You might ask her about it.

- I just might.

Ta, I really like you.

- Aw.

- Oh, sorry. - Hey.

- Again? What are you-

- Shh, shh, shh.

Looks like it's going pretty good over there, huh?

Wait. Were you planning on interrupting them?

- No, I-

- Because bonding over music

is a beloved human romantic ritual.

- Okay, I was just going to the, you know-

- Oh, the, the outhouses. - the...

- Those are just in the back of the bar now.

- I did see that earlier. Modern wonders.

- Yeah. - Ha ha.

- Okay, you go do that.

I'm gonna go eavesdrop, see how they're doing.

(questing pop music continues)

- Liam. (questing pop music)

(mystical music) - Meredith. You're here.

- Well, I heard you were in town,

and I know the boys in blue come here, so.

I've been calling you all day.

Why haven't you answered?

- Oh, that was you. Through the, the thing!

- Uh, yes, that was me on the thing,

patiently waiting for you.

- [Liam] For me to...

- What's with you tonight?

- Uh.

- John and I are officially over.

Yes, he's still living at the house for now, but,

but that doesn't mean that you and I can't pick up

where we left off.

- And where was that exactly? Just to remind me.

(phone buzzes)

- I have to go.

Answer your phone tomorrow, and I'll remind you.

- Hi. Um-

- Cora.

- Sorry, I was just...

- Suzette mentioned that you have a guest house for let.

Any chance you'd rent it to me for a while?

I fear that the inn that I'm at might give me smallpox.

- Uh, well, I'm pretty sure that we cured smallpox, but um,

sure, to the guest house

if you wanna come by tomorrow and check it out.

- That'd be great.

- Great. I'm gonna...

- Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.

(touching music)

- This is it.

(huffs) 'Kay, bedroom's upstairs.

Living room. Kitchen.

Uh, the main house is and probably forever will be

under construction, 'cause I'm doing it, oh, myself,

but this is in pretty good shape.

- Fixing up your house, are you?

- Yeah, I inherited it from my grandma,

and it's been taking me years

'cause time and money are in short supply.

- Well, maybe I can help on both ends.

I'll rent this space, and I'll pitch in on your repairs

in my free time.

- That would be great, actually,

um, but I, I wanna make sure that this stays purely-

- Professional. Let's just be cops together.

- Okay.

- Mm-hmm. - Um.

I can give you a lift to work.

- Much obliged, yeah.

(engine purrs)

It's nice.

(dog barks)

- Hey, pumpkin.

- [Cora] Dad.

- Oh.

- [Cora] Hey.

- I didn't realize you had company.

- Yeah, this is my new partner, Liam O'Connor.

- Oh, I heard about you.

I think unorthodox was the word used.

- I'm sure I'm flattered.

- So what are you doing here at Cora's house?

- Oh, uh, he's gonna rent the guest house.

- Hmm.

Can you excuse us for a minute?

- Yeah. - Cora, could we have a word?

- Yeah. (clears throat)

- I don't like the looks of him.

Maybe I should head to the station

and get Boyd to do a background check

on him. - No, Dad, please.

This is my business.

I don't need it dragged down to the station,

or the guys are never gonna take me seriously.

- All right, fine, but promise me you'll stay focused.

- Yes. - You can't get distracted

by anything,

not fixing up the house,

not your personal life,

and not your volunteering project.

- Okay, it's not a volunteering project.

- It's an admirable hobby,

but this is a pivotal time in your career, Cora.

You play your cards right as lead detective,

you can be chief one day.

- Right.

- Okay. Love you.

- Love you.

Huh. - Well, (sighs)

I think he liked me.

Having second thoughts about renting to me now.

- No,

it's all yours. (engine wheezes)

(tingling music)

(door thuds)

(concerned music)

(siren blares) - Stand down.

(longing music)

(frantic music)

- [Cora] Argh!

- [Liam] Cora!

(Cora clears throat)

- [Cora] Why don't you, uh, take that for a spin?

- Okay, but I was just about to find the letter L.

(huffs) What am I...

- What?

- I've seen this necklace somewhere before.

- Yeah, it, uh, it looked oddly familiar to me too,

but I couldn't figure out why.

I'm gonna continue comparing the forensics

on the larceny cases to Memento.

I know that the chief thinks that they're connected,

but I just...

I'm not sure.

- What kinda criminal would succeed

on three clever break-ins

only then haphazardly hit an obvious target like Memento?

- I, I need to have- - Yeah.

- some answer.

I need to talk- - Oh, good.

- to someone, Officer. - The owner of Memento

is back.

I keep telling him he can't file for insurance

before the case is closed.

I'll be right back.

- Agon, good, I need to talk to you.

These larcenies.

- Mm-hmm. - What's going on:

the Sullivans, the Sheets, the O'Malleys,

now Cora's necklace?

Why is the department making things happen

the same way they did back in Ireland?

- That wasn't us.

It must be some sort of a mistake or something,

some unintended consequence.

Sometimes, prized possessions have this way

of, like, finding their way back to their rightful owner.

Destiny is this powerful force,

and uh, you know what they say: history often rhymes.

- Well, if history rhymes, then, as you recall,

things didn't end very well for most of us back in Ireland,

myself and Cora included.

- Right, yeah, um,

well, let's hope that history doesn't rhyme.

Listen, none of this matters

as long as you get Finn and Cora back together.

You just need some sorta situation

where they can really connect,

something like, uh...

Ah!

- [Officer] Can I help you with those?

- Okay, ha, this is perfect.

Is there anything more romantic than a ball?

(longing music)

(cricket chirps)

- Liam,

what you got there?

- Something that says the police ball is coming up.

Will you be attending that?

- Uh, no. I don't know if you've noticed.

But I'm not exactly trading friendship bracelets

with my coworkers.

- Well, maybe that's exactly what you need, though,

you know, a chance for them to see you

as more than just your father's daughter,

outside of work,

and maybe you and I could have a dance, as well.

- What, just two professional cops

being cops together?

(Cora chuckles)

Yeah, I dunno about that.

But you might be right about the face time

with my colleagues.

- Yeah, so let's go, you know, you and me

and Finn and Suzette, maybe.

- Suzette does love a party.

Oh, my art supplies were delivered.

Um, I have to get these to Second Chances.

Would you maybe wanna come check it out?

- Uh.

(glowing music)

I'd love to.

(affectionate music)

So what's in here?

- DIY stuff for the kids

to make personalized projects about themselves.

We're having a fundraising barbecue soon,

and I'm hoping it's gonna bring community sponsors

so scholarships, job opportunities, mentorship.

I just want people to see

how much potential these kids have

and really invest in them.

- Sound idea. How'd you get started in all this?

- Well, when I was a beat cop,

we kept pulling in the same kids,

just in and outta the system.

And when they got out, there was no support for them.

- Now, some people might say that's their fate.

- But Rousseau says we make our own fate.

(Liam chuckles)

I just wanna give these kids a chance.

- Well, I know; I mean it, uh, seems;

that you have a soft spot for even the most lost of souls,

but you know, just be careful.

Sometimes, saving another can lead to harming oneself.

- Well, that's literally the oath I took.

- [Delinquent] Hey, we're over here.

- Oh, good, he's here.

- Oh, good, he's here.

- [Cora] Finn!

- Yeah, I have some cases coming up

I thought Second Chances would be good fit for,

so thought I'd stop by.

- Okay, you're next. - And Cora, you were so right

about this program.

It's exactly what we need to fight recidivism.

I'd be thrilled to send kids your way.

- Oh my gosh, I was hoping you would say that. (laughs)

Uh, also, the police ball.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, another group hanging, or hang;

although hanging, probably more accurate.

- And Suzette's gonna come, which will be fun.

- More the merrier.

- Yeah. Also, um, have you met Cindy?

She just applied to the DA's office.

I'm gonna introduce you.

- [Finn] Yeah.

- Cindy, uh, this is Finn Walsh.

- I like your jumper. You're an artist.

- Nah, it's just something I do sometimes.

- You a cop?

- Uh, no, that's just something I do sometimes.

- Yeah, you don't really fit that whole vibe, heh.

- No, I don't really fit the vibe.

I've always been the, the odd man out.

- Yeah, I know that feeling.

- You know, when I was a lad,

I didn't have anyone to set me straight,

just always looking out for myself.

But I wonder,

you know, "What if I had had a place like this?"

- Yeah, well, at least they're trying to help,

especially Cora.

- Yeah, she's always been like that,

always sees the best in people, you know.

Trust me. I know that from experience.

- You wanna play?

- I wouldn't know where to start.

- It's super easy.

- Dominic, we gotta go.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

- Your da?

- Stepdad.

- Sometime today, Dom.

- Hey, Jake, I just wanted

to- - No time to chat right now,

lady.

Dom, now. Excuse.

- Hey, have a good day.

(dog barks) (cricket chirps)

♪ Landscapes bathed (lock rattles)

- Are you still working on that lock?

You don't have to do that.

- I don't like this kinda lock.

Its internal pins are too easily manipulated.

Plus, I know how you lasses are,

getting your frills and furbelows in order

before a ball.

I may as well get something done while I wait.

- "Furbelows"? What are you, 80?

- Try 180.

♪ Talk it all out while you're here with me ♪

♪ Now our fears are on the run

♪ Searching for tears, but they won't ♪

- I don't know. Is it too much?

- No, it, it would only be too much

if someone could get enough of ya.

♪ Every day we start anew

♪ And I'm thanking

- Um, I think my zipper might be stuck,

if you wouldn't mind.

- Yeah.

♪ Just know that I'll always (moving pop music)

♪ Be there

♪ I'll be right there whenever you call ♪

♪ You know that these arms and your know ♪

♪ And they'll pick you up if ever you fall ♪

- Thanks.

(intimate music)

(horn honks)

Um.

Shall we?

(shoe clops)

(mellow pop music)

- Well, that car ride wasn't awkward at all.

Can you, please, put them outta their misery

and just pick one already?

- Okay, as I stated before, I'm not picking either of them,

because it's a distraction

and I need to be focused on my career and the case.

- Yes, your officiousness is well-noted,

but let's say you absolutely had to pick one.

- I don't know.

I mean, Finn is trustworthy,

and he makes me feel so safe.

- Mm, yeah, but he's a tea guy.

- Yeah, and I love tea.

- And Liam?

- And Liam is a wild card. He's...

There's, like, a not-knowing with him

but also this deep knowing, like,

like we've met before.

Plus...

- Plus what?

- Okay, you remember that weird dream I told you I had?

I think he's the guy in it.

- Girl, I got goosebumps.

- You looking for someone?

- My friend Boyd,

uh, chief, Thompson.

Wanted to bend his ear about something.

- Well, I know you and I don't know each other that well,

but I'm always happy to listen.

- You're vexingly decent, aren't you?

- Thanks, I guess.

- Uh, right here.

- I guess it's now my time

to prove to everyone that I am more than just my last name.

- Well, it's probably easier with a drink in your hand.

What can I get you ladies?

- A champagne would be great.

- Ale for me. Thanks, mate.

- [Suzette] I'll help you carry them.

- Cora McLeod, may I have this dance?

Mm.

- Why do you always wince when I touch you?

- 'Cause, um...

- [Meredith] Excuse me.

- Sorry, I'll be right back. Cora, I promise.

Meredith, wait.

Wait. Let me explain, please.

- Just save it.

I just saw all the explanation I need.

And it's my fault.

I've always known the truth about you.

You only care about yourself.

- No, come on.

- [Partygoer] Oh!

Ha ha! - Hey. Hey.

Were you trying to dance with Cora?

Because, you know, if you defy us, you go, like-

- Listen to me.

This is a lot bigger than me or matchmaking Finn and Cora.

History is repeating itself: the ball, Cora, Meredith.

And if it all happens the same way

as it did back in Ireland, then-

- [Boyd] So, what's in this lockbox?

- I was told that John Brady always travels

with 50 pounds hidden in his carriage for emergency.

- [Boyd] Heh, heh, you were told, eh?

Glad to know all your flirting with the lasses

hasn't gone to waste.

Interesting he likes to keep a bit of cash handy.

- [Liam] Yeah, but Meredith's not exactly in on this.

We have to be quick.

- [John] You there, footman.

- [Boyd] Hey.

- [John] Help my wife up into the carriage.

- [Liam] Boyd, if she sees me-

- [Boyd] He's not gonna see.

Right. Yes, Ma'am.

Right this way.

Right this way. Watch your-

- Oh, sorry. - Watch it, you clumsy oaf.

- [Liam] Sorry, Sir. Sorry.

Sorry, Sir. Please, please.

- I don't understand why we always have to leave

when you want to.

- [John] Footman, shut the door already.

(glowing music)

(wistful music)

- You only care about yourself.

- Enough with a nagging, woman. (knocks) Driver.

(whip slaps) (horse neighs)

(horse snorts)

- That was a close one.

Pity we had to leave empty-handed, like.

- Not quite.

(hushed music)

- Oh, you got John Brady's pocket watch! Nice lift!

Now, let's get outta here before he figures

as much! - Footmen,

we need your assistance.

- [Boyd] Coming, coming.

- Sir. - Sir.

- Good evening.

- Sir. - Sir.

- Your hand there, Miss.

(horse neighs)

- Liam.

- [James] Do you know this man?

- No, I'm mistook for another.

- Well, let's carry on then.

- Miss McLeod, you ready to go inside?

- Yes, let's go.

(dispirited music)

(door clunks)

- Right, come on.

- I have to talk to her.

- What?

Are you mad? Liam.

- I have to talk to her. - No. No, let's go.

- [Partygoer] Ha ha ha ha!

(aching music continues)

- [Partygoer] Oh! Ha ha, ho ho, ha ha ha!

- [Partygoer] Oh!

- Ha ha ha ha! - Ah!

(fire murmurs)

(door thuds)

- Not that I'm not keen to see ya,

but whatever are you doing here?

- Would you believe me if I said I was attending the ball,

just like you?

- In a footman's uniform?

- Man's gotta eat.

Speaking of men, who is that you're with?

- Finn Walsh, my betrothed.

- He looks like a langer.

- He's a good man: honest, sturdy.

But my heart belongs to another.

- Well then, Cora McLeod,

may I have a dance?

(Cora chuckles) (treasured music)

(treasured music continues)

(sensitive music)

- Liam,

that first night we met,

what did you hope to steal?

(earing clinks)

(necklace clacks)

My necklace?

Oh, uh, it was my mother's,

all I really have of her.

Liam, I hate the thought that you'd even...

- I know.

- You're better than that.

- Perhaps I'm not.

- And I know, if you just had some other way...

- [Liam] What are you doing?

- Here.

- No. - Take it.

- Cora, no.

- It's a gift.

Sell it. Do whatever you need.

Think of it as a chance

to make a different choice in your life.

You could forge a new path for yourself,

be the man you truly are.

- You make me wanna be that man.

- Miss McLeod.

Are you about? (dignified music continues)

- I have to go.

(door thuds)

(pocket watch jangles)

(pocket watch rattles)

- [Meredith] John. John?

Molly, where's Mr. Brady?

(door creaks)

(door thuds)

(pocket watch rattles)

(jittery music)

- Argh! (whimpers)

Help!

Mr. Brady is dead! - No, I...

- [Molly] Help!

- I know whose house is gonna get robbed tonight.

John will die,

and if Meredith goes home now,

she might get killed along with him.

- Then perhaps that's their destiny.

- No, I have to stop it.

- You're here to do what's best for Cora.

What would she want?

- She'd want me to do what's right.

(tender music)

- Meredith, wait. Wait, please.

Where's John?

- Uh, he's out of town. Why?

You wanna come over?

- Uh, I wanna spend some time with ya, yeah.

In fact, I, I wanna take you somewhere, if you'll drive.

- Fine, let's go.

D'you mind getting the car? I'll wait here.

- What a gentleman.

(persevering music)

- Come, come on.

Okay.

- [Call Handler] 9-1-1, what's your emergency?

- Yeah, hi, I saw someone lurking outside the Brady house

at, uh, 583 North Sycamore.

Looks suspicious.

(phone pings)

(engine whirs)

(engine purrs)

(huffs) You dropped this.

(engine purrs)

(dispirited pop music)

- What's wrong?

- Uh, Liam. We were having a moment, and...

It's fine. It's probably for the best.

Cheers.

- Where's Liam?

- Who needs him? We're here, eating, drinking, making merry.

Plus, tonight is the only night of the year

where no one's getting a speeding ticket.

- Suzette's right.

So, Cora,

you wanna dance?

- I'd love to.

Oh.

♪ Pace yourself again

- Okay, where'd you pick up a move like that?

- It's actually kind of embarrassing.

- Oh, well, now I have to know.

- So, my mom grew up in the South.

- [Cora] Mm-hmm.

- And she insisted I do cotillion.

- "Cotillion"?

- Yeah, it's, like, these weekly classes

where you learn about table manners, etiquette, dancing.

- Wait, Finn Walsh,

were you a debutante?

- Did my, did my penchant

for writing judge's thank-you notes give me away?

- [Cora] Yeah, maybe.

- Oh no, I wasn't a debutante,

but I sure danced with a lot of 'em.

- Well, were they all as impressed as I am?

- [Finn] How impressed are you?

- Very.

- [Finn] You're smooth.

- Yeah, but I wasn't a debutante.

- (chuckles) Hmm. - Uh, heh heh.

(questing music)

(engine purrs)

(door clunks)

- Where are we? What are we doing here?

- Uh, we are here to look at the stars.

- Well, we can see the stars from my place.

So why'd we drive an hour?

- Because, uh, we can see them better here.

You know, like, there's, uh, there's Sirius.

- Well, least, you're here to keep me warm.

- Your jacket, right. Yeah, your jacket, of course.

- That's not exactly what I was hinting. (huffs)

(door clunks)

Thanks.

They are kinda beautiful.

- [Liam] Aye.

- That's usually a solid opener you use

to tell me how beautiful I am.

- Meredith, you are.

Uh.

- Okay, I'm getting serious mixed messages.

Why are we here, Liam?

- Because I just...

Uh, I wanna spend time with ya.

- So you dragged me away to the middle of nowhere

to look at stars as friends.

Wow. Wow, okay.

You're something else. I wanna go home.

We can't yet. There's still, there's still hours until dawn.

- So?

We're going. Now.

- [Liam] Argh.

- I don't have any reception.

Let's hope I can get us outta here.

- No worries. I have a perfect sense of direction.

- [Finn] Who knew the policemen's ball would be

such a rager?

- I'm glad that I went.

Uh, I, I feel like I bonded with everybody.

And maybe now they'll start seeing me as my own person, hmm.

- They will.

I have no doubt. (gentle music)

There's just something about you, Cora.

(phone beeps)

Perfect timing.

Liam?

- No, it's Chief Thompson.

(phone beeps)

Hello.

- [Meredith] Can't believe you sent us 40 miles

in the wrong direction.

- [Liam] Perhaps it'll make for a good story

at a later date.

- Oh, there won't be a later date.

Aren't you gonna at least offer to pump the gas?

- I would if I knew what that meant or how to do it.

- Oh Liam, I have had it with you.

Get out of my car, and pump the gas.

- 'Kay, okay, yeah.

(Liam puffs)

Uh (sighs).

Hey. Hey, fellas.

Could you give me a hand here?

Dominic?

- Urgh! - Whoa, man. Hey, uh.

Argh. - Hey! Hey!

I've got the police on the line.

- Urgh, thanks.

How are the police coming if you don't have any reception?

- They're not.

Let's get outta here before those two realize it.

(grit crunches) (engine murmurs)

Oh no, what happened?

What happened?

- No, stop. Stop. - What's going on?

Lemme through. - Sorry, Ma'am, but you'll

have to wait here. - No, this is my house.

- Meredith, stop, stop, stop.

- I'm Meredith Brady. This is my house.

What's going on?

- We found your husband's body inside.

We think he was killed by an intruder.

I'm so sorry.

- [Molly] Argh! Help!

Mr. Brady is dead!

- Come here. Come here.

- Where you been all night?

(brooding music)

- [Liam] If you'll just let me explain.

- We should wait for Chief Thompson.

- Nothing happened with Meredith.

- You think that's what I'm worried about?

I don't care that you ran off with some woman.

That's your business,

but when that woman's ex-husband shows up dead,

you have to know how that looks.

- What on earth is going on here?

You called in a hot tip about the Brady house last night?

- What? - How did you-

- We traced your phone, obviously.

You musta known we were gonna do that.

- Unorthodox but good, huh?

- What do you know about John Brady's murder?

- Nothing. I swear.

I, I just had a hunch

that his house would be the next target,

'cause Meredith said he was outta town.

- Why didn't you go through the official channels?

- And say what exactly? I had a funny feeling?

- Okay, well, we're gonna need to know where you were

at midnight last night,

because that's when the neighbors said

that they heard shots from the Brady house.

- I was just with Meredith, driving around. That's it.

- Can anyone else corroborate that?

Ideally someone who's also not a prime suspect.

- Well, we didn't exactly...

Wait.

- What?

- Wait, no, yes. Yes.

I, uh, I got into a donnybrook with a couple of lads

at the, um, the whatchamacallit,

the, the gas station, off the main road.

- The gas station off Corbett?

Can you tell us anything about them

to help us identify them?

- Did you know them?

- (tuts) I, uh...

No, I, I can't remember.

- You know what, Liam? You're gonna go home.

Gonna take a few days while we clear this up.

Come on, let's go.

- Cora, I know how this looks,

but ya have to believe me.

I wouldn't do this.

- I hope you can prove that, 'cause I'm not sure I can.

(wistful music)

- Hey, how about that dance?

Did you see Finn and Cora? Ooh la la, heh.

- John Brady's dead,

and Cora thinks that I had something to do with it.

- It's all happening again, just like it did

back in Ireland.

(door knocks)

Cora.

- I heard voices.

- [Liam] Uh.

- Is Meredith here?

- No, she's not. Why would you think that?

- Because you were with her all night.

- I told you. It's not like that.

- It doesn't matter.

You don't owe me anything,

but you do need to tell me where she is,

because we haven't been able to get ahold of her

since this morning.

- Meredith's disappeared?

- Yes.

- So it's just like last time.

- What are you talking about? What are you hiding?

- No, uh...

- Why are you making this so hard?

- I can't tell ya. I wish I could tell ya.

- Okay.

- Cora. - I should've just trusted

my instincts about you when I met you.

You're bad news.

- Yeah, well, you are right about that.

(Department HQ rumbles)

- There you are. Things are going off the rails down there.

John Brady is dead. Liam is a suspect.

And he said that everything's repeating

the same way that did back in Ireland.

- Oh, well, sadly, that's their fate.

- What? No, it can't be.

It- - We cannot intervene.

That is not our job.

Our job is to clear these souls from Limbo

and allow their actions in this life to dictate

where they belong after.

- Is there any hope for them?

- Urgh (huffs), Agon, listen.

I am not a purveyor of what the humans call silver linings,

but, but I can tell you one thing after eons of this work.

There's always hope.

'Kay.

Hmm. (gleaming music continues)

(key clacks)

(fire crackles)

- There ya are. I was worried.

- Cora, uh, so, John Brady has been murdered.

- What? - I was breaking

into his house,

just trying to return his pocket watch,

do the right thing, like you said.

But uh, someone was there before me

and Brady was just there, dead on the ground.

And the maid saw me,

and she thinks that I did it, but I didn't do it.

- I know. I know you didn't.

My father knows the constable.

He can help.

You can tell them the truth.

- Tell them what?

That I stole from John?

They'll hang me for that just as quick

as they would for murder, as quick as they would for,

for being with you.

- Then we run.

- "We"?

No, Cora, I can't ask you

to- - You're not asking.

I'm choosing.

- Cora, no, I, I won't let ya do that.

- You can't stop me!

- Cora, you have a life here!

You have ev- - I love you.

- What?

- I do.

I love you.

(poignant music)

(poignant music continues)

I would go anywhere with you.

- I shouldn't let you,

but the devil take me,

I love you too much to let you go.

Here.

You put this back on,

and you keep that

as a reminder that where you go I go.

I'll hide in the woods.

I'll make the arrangements for us to get outta here soon.

- Soon.

(handle clunks)

(latch clicks)

I need you to get me the surveillance footage

from the gas station.

- I'm on it there. - Yeah.

- [James] There ya are.

- Dad, what are you doing here?

- I heard your new partner got caught up

in the middle of a murder case.

I need to talk to Boyd to make sure

that you're covered politically, okay?

- No, Dad, you are not gonna do that.

First of all, it undermines me

in front of all my colleagues,

and I'm trying very hard to prove myself to them

to make myself more than just their memory of you.

And second, it makes me feel like you don't believe in me,

and I am so tired of trying to prove myself to you.

- Well, I didn't know you're doing all that.

- I am. I've done everything you've asked.

I've followed in your footsteps.

I'm on my way to make chief.

What else do you want from me?

- Cora, this isn't about what I want.

This should be about what you want.

- Sorry to interrupt. It was already requested.

Surveillance footage is in.

- Well, I want to get back to work.

- Okay.

(bleak music)

(Cora huffs)

(tingling music)

(mouse clicks)

(bird chirps)

(game chirps)

(door clunks)

- Rough night?

- Argh, I didn't know my stepdad was gonna make me do that.

He, he just handed me the credit card skimmer,

uh, a-and, and said I had to help him.

And then Liam was there.

And, and, and, and then they were fighting.

- Wait, so you did, you did see Liam?

- With some woman. Jake's into some bad stuff.

- Dom.

(tense music)

Oh, it's, uh, it's okay. Stay a little longer.

- Uh, no, Jake, I actually...

I wanted to talk to you.

Wow, that's a nice watch.

- Thanks, a friend gave it to me.

- That's a good friend.

Police! Stop right there!

Stop right there!

Hands where I can see 'em.

(concerned music)

- Cora.

- Ah, thank you for getting here on such short notice.

- Course, anything to help the case.

- This is a terrible day for you, Jake:

Memento's stolen jewellery in your car,

credit card skimmers, maybe murder.

- No, no, no, wait, wait, wait.

I had nothing to do with a murder.

- Then we are gonna need an alibi

for you last night at midnight.

- I was at the gas station,

and I got into a scuffle with some fool

who was accusing me of some stuff.

- Can you describe this fool?

- Yeah, I guess '30s,

little taller than me, um,

funny accent, with a lady in a fancy dress.

- Was anyone else with you?

(weeping music)

- No, just me.

(gleaming music)

- Great, well, now that we've gotten that cleared up,

I have a couple other things I wanna ask you about.

(weighty music)

(wood scrapes)

You don't have to do that.

- I wanna do it. Free time and idle hands and all that.

- Well, then I have bad news

'cause you're gonna have less free time

since you're coming back to work.

- What?

We pulled in Jake Petrowski, Dominic's stepdad,

and he supported your alibi in the John Brady murder.

So you did know it was him, and you recognized Dominic.

And you were willing to take a murder rap to protect him?

Why?

- Second chances.

I heard you solved the jewellery case.

- Yeah, Jake had his sticky fingers in that one too.

Somebody reached out to him to fence stolen jewels.

- Who's behind it?

- The jewellery store owner.

- Really?

- Apparently, the business was struggling,

and he's friends with the O'Malleys,

heard about their house getting broken into.

And so he decided do a copycat crime,

try to collect the insurance money,

and sell the jewels through Jake.

- Clever.

- But it still doesn't get us any closer to figuring out

who did the other jobs or who killed John Brady.

- "Us"?

- We are partners.

Um, right, I have to get changed and get going.

But um, you should come to the barbecue.

I think there's someone there who'd wanna see you.

(aloof pop music)

- [Delinquent] I dunno.

- There's my dad.

- Well, give him my best.

- Oh, I will.

Also, Dominic should be here somewhere,

so you guys should talk.

- Yeah.

- Hey, there she is. Congratulations.

- So what do you think of my hobby?

- Okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

You are changing these kids' lives,

and I'm proud of you, honey.

- Thank you.

- You know me. I just want you to be happy.

- What do you mean? I'm, I'm happy.

- Okay, good.

- Oh, Suzette just got here. I'll be back.

- [James] All right, I'll see ya.

- Huh (sighs). - Hey!

- Thank you so much.

- Of course. Happy to help.

I only asked to be repaid in gossip.

So how's the love triangle going?

- Argh, why are you so obsessed with my love life?

- Because I don't have one of my own.

- Hmm, okay, well, how much time do you have?

- [Volunteer] Ah, yeah, just put 'em right there.

- [Volunteer] Ah, you made it.

- Hey there, boyo.

- Hey, I'm sorry about everything. Shoulda turned myself in.

- It's all right.

And hey, ya got a second chance now, don't ya?

Don't waste it.

- I won't.

- Good lad.

♪ Hands to the sky

- So are you as good on the grill

as you are on the dance floor?

- Ha, once again, you'll have to tell me.

- [Cora] (chuckles) Hmm.

- Congratulations.

Looks like you really helped set them on their way,

which I do find surprising 'cause it really did seem

like you were hoping to keep Cora

for yourself there for a bit.

- I was.

I still wanna believe that things could be different,

that we could defy destiny.

- But.

- But my love is what got her killed last time.

And with history repeating itself,

I can't let that happen again.

(aching music)

She should be with Finn.

- Just because you and Cora were an errant pairing

doesn't mean you weren't also a beautiful one.

(consolatory music)

- About the other night...

- We don't have to. It's fine.

- No, I, I want to.

Look, I know you and I haven't spent

that much time together,

but I have this feeling like,

like I already know you.

And of course, uh, uh, I know you, but

it's more than that.

Do you know what I mean?

- Yeah, yeah, I do.

(tender music) - Um, I'm, I'm so sorry.

Can, can we talk about this later?

- Yeah. ♪ They say true love is one

- Liam.

♪ And that one was never me

- Can I talk to you for a second?

♪ Full of passion

- Um, okay, um,

I've spent my whole life trying to be tough

and trying to be the best

and trying to prove myself to everybody.

And then I met you, and

I've never felt like I have to prove myself to you,

because I don't feel like I have to

'cause I feel like you know me already

and like I know you or I'm, I'm meant to know you.

- I know. I, I feel that, too.

- And I never really believed in meant-to-be, but-

♪ Oh

- I do have this feeling that meeting you was inevitable.

- Do you think that destiny's fixed?

- I don't know.

But I like you.

♪ One day at a time

- And I'd like to find out what this could be.

♪ One day at a time

- Would you?