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For nearly a century,

Midtown Ballet has done the same
production of The Nutcracker.

It's been a rite of passage

for generations
of young ballet dancers.

It's pretty.

It's sweet.

It's tired.

It's time for a change.

That's why I bring you
Drosselmeyer's Revenge,

a modern pop-goth ballet
about the terror

of a young girl
reaching puberty.

If you read E.T.A. Hoffmann's
original Nutcracker story,

you'll see that this is
the true theme of the piece.

As I'm sure you know,

or you've read in the Times,

I prefer
a stripped-down production,

which is why...

...this will be the only set.

Well, not this,
but 30 feet tall.

My team...

calls it the Contraption.

Equipped with AI sensors,
the mouth opens and closes

with the motion of the dancers
as they leap through it

to the Land of Acid.

Motion sensors?
Like the doors at CVS?

If that comparison
helps you understand.

How safe is that?

It's very safe.

And I always demonstrate
for my dancers

before they do anything risky.

Great,

because we have the children
to think about.

Lucky for us,
there are no children

in Drosselmeyer's Revenge.

And no nuts. I'm allergic.

Uh, no children?

Like, what about Clara?

That role is split
between prepubescent Clara

and teenaged Marie, both played
by dancers in their 40s.

And another thing.

There will be blood.

Lots of blood.

This could be

very exciting for us.

No Sugar Plum Fairies?

No magical Christmas tree?

The audience will revolt.

Donovan Chase is big
with young adults.

We've always struggled
to draw that crowd.

So get them after the holidays.

Christmas is for The Nutcracker,
not some puberty ballet.

It's true.

Our Nutcracker ticket sales fund
the company for the entire year.

Donovan Chase's Orphan Girl!
Just recouped on Broadway

in record time. He must be
doing something right.

That moment in Orphan Girl!
Where a camera follows

the orphans out on the street?
It's genius.

-Yeah, there's no children in that cast either.
-No.

Harris, let's not play games.

We all know you just want
to preserve the role

of Clara for your daughter.

It's not about that... Elise.

Time to vote.

All in favor of approving
Donovan Chase's ballet?

-Yep.
-Yes.

-Aye.
-Absolutely.

Sorry Noelle won't get
to play Clara this year.

It's not about Noelle
playing Clara.

I was supposed to play Clara.

Noelle has played
every child part

in The Nutcracker
since she was six.

She's paid her dues.

This was supposed
to be her year. It's not fair.

Well, at least she'll have
more time during the holidays.

-I don't want more time.
-Honey,

it's not the end of the world.

Rich, she's allowed to be upset.

Noelle, take a second
and breathe.

And tell us the worst
that can happen

if you don't dance Clara
this year.

If I don't dance Clara
this year,

I never will.

What about next year?

I'll be too old.

There's an age cutoff.

And freaking

Samantha will do it,

and she'll take all my parts,

and I'll never dance again,

and my life will be over!

Do you have something
to say, Rich?

You put this dream in her head.

You figure out
how to make her happy.

This is a slow yawn.

I need it to snap.

If it were manually controlled,

it'd be safe
to move at that speed.

Don't use that word with me.

Safety is the enemy of art.

The Contraption
must move organically

with the dancers.
Go to the computer.

Figure out how to speed it up.

We need it to cue the blood.

We got to go easy on the blood.

It makes the floor slippery.

The blood is the point.

Go.

-Lizzie.
-Yes.

Bring me my trail mix.

Mm-hmm.

And no nuts!

If I die, it's because
that idiot poisoned me.

-Come here. Did you build this?
-This is going to be a disaster.

We have everything in storage.

Mark my words,
next year we'll be back

to our "tired" old production.

Well, next year will be too late
for Noelle.

Unless there's some catastrophe,

this is our Nutcracker
this season.

I want to see it.

No. No. This is all wrong.

Kevin!

-I want the blood...
-I have to go teach a class.

Not to the side. Down.

Can you nod?

At me, please?

Thank you.

Keith, we need to talk.

Harris, I know. I'm sorry.

I had had a Negroni.

I won't do it again.

You need to stop texting me.
Rich is getting upset.

I know. I know.

Back up. Back up. Everyone back.

-How's your mom?
-Fine.

She ever ask about me?

What? No.

That was over a decade ago.

-You need to let it go.
-Right.

I just wanted to let you know
I was upset

about Noelle not getting Clara.

-Is she all right?
-What's the holdup, Kevin?

It's Keith.

I don't allow observers
in the workshop

before demonstration day.

I think
it's the safety mechanism

that's slowing the jaw down.
Turn it off.

Uh, Mr. Chase,
I'm sorry, but, no,

-absolutely not.
-Excuse me?

I could try changing the angle

on the sensors, so it shuts just
as the dancers clear the teeth?

Fine. Do that.

This is our fourth test, guys.
Why does it feel like our first?

Why does no one speak to me
when I speak to them?

No one will nod,
no one will shake their head.

This should help with the pain.

I hope so, with the holidays
coming up.

I'll be back soon.

Take your time.

She is experiencing growth.

She is experiencing blossom.

But with that blossom
comes horror.

With that blossom comes fear,
vulnerability.

We've come from battle.

Clara is weary.

Drosselmeyer's creature
revives her,

brings her
to the giant nutcracker head.

He draws her to it.
This is a seduction, people.

This is our pas de deux.

This is coming of age
in its horror and its beauty.

In its simplicity.
He pulls her in.

The creature does
his tour en I'air

for the final count of eight.

And then Clara will do her jeté,
jeté through the mouth.

As the mouth closes,
she goes in a girl.

She comes out a woman.

This is a transformation.

It's a transmogrification.

As the mouth closes, she opens.
Watch.

On me.
Clara does her jeté, jeté.

Through the mouth. Watch.

Bring them in with you.

Bring the audience
into the mouth.

You shake them about.

Jeté, jeté into the mouth.

Puberty happens in here.

Ooh. Sorry for the delay.

We're running behind.

Not a problem.

-Feeling better?
-Yeah.

There's blood
all the way over here.

It's everywhere,
but it's stage blood.

Most of it, anyway.

Oh. Oh. It's been a while
since I've seen The Nutcracker.

I don't remember blood.

Oh, it's a Donovan Chase
production.

Yeah, he directed that show
Orphan Girl!

On Broadway,
just a few blocks from here.

Oh, I read about that one.

That's the one with the camera
on the street,

and the audience
sees the performers

on a screen in the theater.

Yeah, that part of the show
is called "The Orphan Walk."

-It's all over the Internet.
-Mm, so theatrical.

-Or is it cinematic?
-Donovan Chase...

he loves technology.

And violence.

Uh, I can see that.

So I suppose what's listed here

as the Contraption

is that thing.

-Was it known to glitch?
-No.

It was working fine an hour ago.

Donovan and I smoothed out the
kinks over the past few days.

How does it, you know?

The Contraption
is computer-operated.

-Who are you?
-Oh.

I'm Elsbeth Tascioni.

I'm an observer with the police.

You look so sad.

-This shouldn't have happened.
-This is Keith.

He's the Midtown Ballet
technical director.

Donovan wanted the jaws
to open and shut

just as the dancers
jumped through.

Well, that seems unnecessary
and dangerous.

It was a symbol...
of... puberty.

Oh, and I thought
mine was horrific.

So, how does it know

when a dancer's gonna,
you know, jump?

There are sensors.

Oh. Like a garage door?

Uh, sort of.

I'll show you.

Wait.

These sensors
are facing the wrong way.

Oh, my God. The safety's off.

Someone has moved
everything around.

Could Donovan Chase
have done any of this

without your knowledge?

No way. He didn't have the
security code for the computer.

I made sure of that.

Who did have the security code?

Noelle, I have good news.

Attention, everyone, I have an
important holiday announcement.

It's that time of year again,

when we get to help brighten
holidays for children in need.

But this year the NYPD toy drive

is gonna look a bit different.

And here to elaborate is
mayoral candidate Alec Bloom.

Alec?

Thank you, Captain.

I'm proud to announce

that I am partnering
with my opponents in the race

to help boost
the NYPD toy drive.

We've each selected
a police precinct to represent,

and the one that collects
the most toys wins.

Now, since I'm particularly fond

of the fine folks
at Precinct 11,

I'll be representing you.

My opponents and I may be
battling it out at the polls,

but I believe the holidays
are a time to come together.

So, together,
let's show the children

of this wonderful city
how much we care.

I hope we win.

I'm really not good
with failure.

Oh, I hope so, too.

Marissa, I suppose
this was your idea.

Hardly. I think it's a mistake.

Why should Alec partner
with his opponents?

-What's the upside?
-More toys for needy kids?

Exactly, thanks to Alec, except
he doesn't get all the credit.

Doing good and good politics
are not always the same.

-Are they ever?
-I need coffee.

You'll need a dollar.

I think
what you're doing is wonderful.

What can I say? I love children
and I love Christmas.

Oh, gosh, me, too.

Well, every other year when
my son Teddy spends it with me.

You remember Teddy?
He's, um...

-somewhere.
-Yeah. How could I forget?

That article he wrote about me
was great for us.

He seems like a terrific kid.

Oh, he is.

He helped me bring
a whole wagonful

of presents for the toy drive.

-Now I just have to wrap 'em.
-Oh.

Actually, we're not supposed
to wrap the donations.

It's a security issue.

In case
someone sends something naughty.

-Oh.
-Not that there's

-anything naughty in here.
-I-I-I don't think so.

She brought that thing
on the subway?

Yeah, it was a whole ordeal.
Worse than a stroller.

Uh, hey, c-can I ask you
something in confidence?

Sure.

What's wrong?

So, I think I might have
messed up in my article.

You know, the one about
Subway Pete, the MTA worker

who fed Alec Bloom
when he was unhoused?

Well, the guy I found
has dementia.

I think I might have profiled
the wrong man.

Mistakes happen.

You can always
publish a correction.

Yeah, but what's weird is,
Alec acted

like he knew exactly who he was,
like they were old friends.

Maybe Alec just misremembered

and played it up
for the cameras.

Sure, but I mean, I can't find
the real Subway Pete.

I've made over a hundred calls.

What are you saying?

I think
Alec might have made it up.

Hmm. That would be a shame.

But he is a politician.

Yeah.
Something's not sitting right.

I tried looking
into his background,

but I keep hitting walls,
so, um,

can you help me?
I mean, you have access

to pretty much every database
there is.

Why is it so important to you?

Well, you've seen the way
my mother looks at him.

If there is something off,

I think she'd better know
sooner rather than later.

All right, I'll see
what I can do.

Excuse me.

What were you and Teddy
scheming about?

It better not be
about a present for me, because

I told him
I don't need anything.

Well, in that case, don't worry.

All right, Detective,
what do you have?

From the looks of it, a homicide
disguised as an accident.

Our victim was a big shot

choreographer and director
named Donovan Chase.

He was working
on a modern Nutcracker ballet

when he got crushed in this
thing called the Contraption.

What kind of contraption?

This kind but giant.

It's supposed
to be a nutcracker head,

but I think
it's a Christmas nightmare.

And you believe
it's a murder because...?

The safety mechanism
had been disengaged,

and somebody had tampered
with the sensors

that control the mouth.

Yeah.
And these dancers were supposed

to jump through the mouth,
which represents puberty.

But Donovan Chase jumped in
first to demonstrate.

And then...

And then...

-You're kidding me.
-No.

Brace yourself.

The first suspect
is Keith Dreyer.

He was the ballet company's
technical director.

His prints were the only one

that were found
on the control board.

And his PIN code was used
to move the sensors.

But Keith's demeanor was hard
to gauge at the scene.

He was sort of...

-Devastated.
-Oh.

Anyone else on your radar?
Uh, what was going on

in Donovan's personal life?

He didn't have one.

His life was his work,
and lately

he was working on this ballet.

What kind of production is this?

The Nutcracker is supposed
to be a comforting

-holiday experience.
-I agree.

But Donovan Chase's production
was dark and avant-garde.

And without children,
which just makes me sad,

'cause the dancing children...
they're my favorite part.

There must be a lot of unhappy
little ballerinas this year.

Actually, you make a good point.

If dance moms are
anything like sports moms,

there must be a lot
of unhappy parents.

Oh, yes,

there were many complaints.

Which was understandable.

Parents spend
a great deal of money

to send their children here.

As director
of the company's school,

I know how much
The Nutcracker means to them.

Why is that?

A traditional production
of The Nutcracker can have

as many as a hundred children
in the cast.

And all of my students

who went on to be principals

danced The Nutcracker
as children first.

Do you teach adults?

Because this place...
it's so stunning.

All the...

...makes me really regret
quitting dance when I was seven.

I was too self-conscious
about my knobby knees.

Yes, I do teach adults.

So how long
has the company been putting on

the traditional Nutcracker?

Since before I danced Clara
as a girl.

-Aw.
-Some good news, though.

With Donovan's production
on hold indefinitely,

the board has decided
to take the traditional

Nutcracker sets out of storage
and put it on for the holidays.

That is good news.

Forgive my ignorance,
but why would the board bother

hiring Donovan to revamp
the ballet in the first place?

It seems like his version was a
little edgy for a holiday show.

They were trying
to bring in new audiences.

But I agree. Donovan's
Nutcracker would have been

a grotesque departure
from tradition.

Not that the classic Nutcracker
is without flaws.

We only phased out
the more racist costumes

in the last decade.

And was there anybody else
on the board

that shared your opinion
of Donovan's work?

Maybe, but the only one
who spoke up was Harris Monroe.

And where can we find him?

Sure, I admit it.

I didn't like Donovan's take.

But I was outvoted.

Still, what happened
to him was just awful.

This is the battle scene.

The Mouse King is coming.
Why are you smiling?

Noelle's dancing is perfection,

but her, uh...
her acting needs work.

I think your daughter's
a beautiful dancer.

-Hmm.
-And her name means Christmas

in French. How wonderful.

It's a different spelling,
so not really.

Were you aware
of any conflict between Donovan

and the company
technical director Keith?

Some of the workshop crew said

that they overheard them
arguing.

I'm not really involved
in the day-to-day.

Well, where were you
on Wednesday, say, 3:30?

Where was I?

Uh, I was at,

uh, Noelle's school

for a parent volunteer
holiday party until 2:15.

And then I rushed to physical
therapy for a 3:00 appointment.

I'm a dancer myself.
I used to be.

But these days
my focus is Noelle.

But at my peak
I danced all the big parts...

the Cavalier, even the
Nutcracker Prince as a teenager.

Wow. That's impressive.

Oh, wait. I see it now.

Wow. You stand up so straight.

Ah, just, uh, one more thing.

Considering your history,

Donovan's rejection

of the traditional Nutcracker...

it must have felt so...

personal.

Oh, no, I... Like I said,
I'm not a dancer anymore.

No, but your daughter is.

Has she danced any
of the big parts yet?

What about the role of Clara?

No, she's never danced Clara.

Not yet,
but she has a chance again.

By the looks of it,
a very good chance.

Well, she's certainly
very talented,

but in a cutthroat world like
ballet, there are no guarantees.

Oh, gosh, I bet.

Well, it's a good thing
she has you to... help her. Wow.

Talk about a motive.

Harris could have killed Donovan

to sabotage his staging

so that Noelle could
dance the part of Clara.

Normally I'd say it's a stretch,

but I know some hockey moms

who would absolutely
consider homicide

to get their kid on the team.

It can't hurt
to run Harris's alibi.

I'm on it.

Oh, um, do you want to get lunch
in Times Square first?

I know a really fun place.

If you say it's your birthday,
they let you stand on the table.

I don't go to Times Square
unless I'm looking at a body.

I want to go talk
to Keith again.

There's something
about those weepy ones.

They're very hard to read.

Hmm. All right,
I'll see you at the precinct.

-I bet everyone here dances on Broadway.
-Ooh.

You can just feel the
artistic heartbeat of the city.

Oh. I agree. It's so glamorous.

Oh, hey. I know you.
Rob the Choreographer.

He taught me the Hot Honey Rag.

Hey, Red.
You working another case?

I'm here for a groin injury.
Don't ask how it happened.

I won't.

Uh, so,
is it always this busy in here?

Because
we've been waiting forever

just to speak to somebody.

This? No, this is quiet.
But it's worth the wait.

It's the only place
that charges on a sliding scale.

Oh, I get it. I hear
the arts are under attack.

-Mm.
-Look, the patients

-sign headshots.
-Ooh.

-Oh, I think he's dead now.
-Wait. That's Harris.

"Thanks for getting me
back on the stage."

Huh.

You guys talking about Harris Monroe?

I know him.
I haven't seen him here in ages.

Because he recovered
from his injuries?

Figured it was because
he doesn't dance anymore.

He doesn't have to.
He married into money.

I wish I could do that,
but I need love.

I hear you.

If Harris doesn't dance anymore,

then how did he
reinjure himself?

And if he has money,
why would he come here?

No offense.

We might
be looking at a joint effort.

Turns out
our man Keith used to go out

with Harris back in the day,

a detail that Harris failed
to mention yesterday.

Really? Those two?
I don't see it.

And get this. Keith told me

that Harris paid a visit
to The Nutcracker workshop

two days before the murder.

Harris didn't mention that,
either.

-How's his alibi looking?
-Oh. Shaky.

The physical therapist's office
could only confirm

that Harris checked out
of his appointment at 4:15.

There's no record
of when he came in.

And that clinic is notorious
for running behind,

so Harris could have gone
to the workshop,

tampered with the sensors,
and then turned up late to PT.

Time of death was 3:35.

So, if he slipped out
right before Donovan died,

do you really think
that no one noticed

he was that late
for his appointment?

Yes. That place is a zoo.
Literally.

They have an entire wing
dedicated to The Lion King.

Oh.

Look, I don't care

if the staff doesn't want
to be back in the office.

A mandate is a mandate.

Tell them
to put on some real pants

and get their butts to work.

Okay. Yeah. Bye.

These people.

They won't follow rules.

Sorry, but why aren't you
in the office?

Because I'm the boss.

And I can't focus
in that environment.

-I'm Rich. -I can tell.
-Hi.

I hear
you're looking for my husband.

Harris is out with our daughter.

What do you need him for?

We have some follow-up questions

regarding the death
of Donovan Chase.

Mm. I also

wanted to bring Harris
a little get-well-soon gift.

-They're sugarplums.
-Get well from what?

His injury.

He was at, uh,

physical therapy
the day that Donovan was killed?

Right, right.

Okay. Right. Thank you.

I didn't realize
sugarplums were a thing.

Probably because
they're not from this century.

So, is Harris
at Nutcracker rehearsal?

Did your daughter
land a role yet?

To be honest,
I'm not really up to date.

Ballet is their thing.

Uh-huh. I understand.

Well, Noelle must have been
so disappointed

when Donovan's kid-free
production was announced.

A little disappointment
is good for a child.

-God knows she needs it.
-Daddy! Daddy!

I got the part.
I'm going to be Clara.

Ah! Oh!

Congratulations.

We confirmed that you were
at physical therapy

-at the time of Donovan's death.
-Great.

I don't think
Rich knew you were injured.

Sorry if we let that slip.

Oh. Um, you're right.

I didn't want to tell him
that I hurt myself

ice-skating
at Rockefeller Center.

-'Tis the season.
-Oh. 'Tis indeed.

I love ice-skating
in Rockefeller Center.

You keep that a
secret from your husband?

No, I keep it a secret
from Noelle,

which is why I didn't want Rich
to accidentally tell her.

We don't allow her to ice-skate.

We can't risk her getting hurt
and missing dance.

-Ah.
-Is there anyone who can

confirm that that's how
you sustained your injury?

No, I was alone.

Oh, but I do have a receipt.

You went ice-skating alone?

Isn't that a little odd?

-No.
-No.

It's actually quite relaxing.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

I mean, the view,
the decorations,

all those people
looking down on you.

You're never truly alone
in New York City.

Someone's always watching.

Well, if you don't have
any more questions...

Uh...

Oh.

-Bye.
-Bye-bye.

-Thank you.
-Uh-huh.

Oh, by the way,
Keith Dreyer mentioned

that you visited the workshop,
but you told us

that you're not involved
in the day-to-day stuff.

Oh, I just stopped by one day,
just out of curiosity.

Was it to visit Keith?

Why would I visit Keith?

'Cause he told us
that you used to date.

That was a long time ago.

I dated a lot of people
before Rich.

It felt like
Keith still had a thing for you.

Keith is a lonely guy.

I feel awful for him.

I mean, talk about wrong place,
wrong time.

People are blaming him
for what happened to Donovan.

But I don't think he's capable
of making that kind of mistake.

Uh, intentional or not.

Boy, Keith is lucky
to have you in his corner.

Thanks for the sugarplums.

Your back acting up?

Yes.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you
about ice-skating.

It's just,

sometimes I just need
to be alone.

I understand.

So, you want to tell me

why the police are coming
to our door?

Don't be upset, but...

Keith has been texting again.

Are you kidding?

That guy needs to get a life.

I know. It feels like
he's getting more obsessive.

-Let me see what he wrote.
-No, it's better if you don't see it.

But in the days leading up

to Donovan getting killed
on Wednesday, it just...

it felt like he was going
to do something bad.

Well, why didn't you tell the
detective or that other woman?

Well, because I didn't want
to get Keith in trouble.

Just, honey, whatever you do,

just promise me
that you won't tell the police.

So, of course,
I came to you immediately.

Harris wanted you
to send these texts to us?

Harris doesn't know I'm here.

I pulled the messages
from our cloud drive.

For some reason, Harris is
still protective of Keith.

Out of pity, I suppose.

-Hmm.
-Listen to this.

"Someone's gonna get killed.

Donovan better watch out."

That's very incriminating.

Well, Keith was worried
about safety.

There's one where Keith says
he's heartbroken

he won't see Harris anymore,
with Noelle not getting Clara.

It's pretty clear
he blamed Donovan for that.

It's looking

like Keith is our guy.

Donovan made his life hell,
and I think

Keith felt like he needed
to protect the company.

He had been the
technical director for decades.

And I think that...

that he sabotaged the
Contraption 'cause he was still

in love with Harris

and he wanted to spend as much
time with him as possible.

Then why not kill
Harris's husband?

It's not like
murder is a logical solution

to someone's problems.

It's deranged,
but the texts are damning.

You're not buying this?

The Nutcracker isn't
about romance. It's about

a little girl named Clara,
or Marie,

if you're going
with the original story

by E.T.A. Hoffmann.

-Elsbeth.
-Right. Right.

Harris was all about Clara.

He wanted so badly
for his daughter

to star
in this year's production.

And he had access
to the control board.

We know he went to the workshop
at least once.

He'd have to tamper
with those sensors

within minutes
of Donovan's death or else

risk harming someone else.

-He has an alibi?
-He had the appearance

of an alibi,
but if he moved fast enough,

he could have
committed that murder

and then run the four blocks
to his PT appointment.

It's tight,
but it's not impossible.

Have you tested this out?

Ooh. I'd love to.

Ooh, I love the theater,
don't you?

I got tickets
to Operation Mincemeat.

Oh, I hear it's amazing.

Yeah, I didn't get to see it,
though.

They were a gift for Teddy
and Roy's one-year anniversary.

You know, I didn't want
to be the third wheel.

Okay. So that was
some long four blocks

from Donovan's workshop,

but we made it here
in less than ten minutes.

-Yeah. PT office is right here.
-Right. So, imagine

it took Harris
less than five minutes

to get to the second floor,

making that a total
of 15 minutes late

to his 3:00 p.m. appointment.

Yeah, which explains
why he signed out at 4:15

for an hour-long session.

-Yes. Wait. What's that?
-♪ This ain't where our story ends ♪

♪ Today is the day... ♪

"The Orphan Walk."
Oh, that's so rad.

-That's so cool.
-♪ We're done with them ♪

♪ We're running wild,
we're free again... ♪

Oh, that's right.
The theater's right there,

and it's a matinee day.

Wait.
Matinees are on Wednesdays.

The murder was on a Wednesday.

Matinees are at 2:00 p.m.,
which means...

♪ But this ain't where
our story ends. ♪ -

We got it.

Orphan Girl!
Does their on-camera segment

halfway through
their intermission-less show,

from 2:57 to 3:05 p.m.
on matinee days.

Officer Hackett got the
recording from last Wednesday.

They keep it on a hard drive
for liability.

The camera passes
right in front of the entrance

to the physical therapy
building.

If Harris is telling the truth,

this video will show him going
into his PT appointment.

But he won't be because he lied.

♪ This ain't where
our story ends ♪

♪ Today is the day
new life begins ♪

-♪ We're done with cages... ♪
-There.

-What?
-3:00.

Right on the dot.

And he didn't leave
the building until 4:15.

Which means...

Your man has an alibi.

Wow. Elsbeth,

you're actually wrong.

Nice, Lily.

Shoulders back, Mia.

Rory, very good.

Elsbeth.

Good progress.

Bourrée. Bourrée. Bourrée.

Run, run, run, run, run.

Everyone follow.

And bourrée, bourrée, bourrée,

bourrée, leap.

Follow. Run, run, run.

Oh.

I'll be right back.

Whew!

I thought I might see you here.

Elsbeth.

Good for you
for giving ballet a try,

even though you're
clearly not made for it.

What's, what's going on
with your knees?

I guess you could say

I've had ballet on my mind.

Do you ever get fixated
on something

and you just can't let it go?

Anyway, I have good news.

Uh, we found video footage
of the street

that your physical therapist's
office is on.

It's, uh, from Donovan Chase's
Broadway show Orphan Girl!

And guess who we saw
in the background.

You.

The camera caught you
going into your appointment.

3:00 p.m. on the nose,
just like you said.

So...

...you're in the clear.

Well, that makes sense.

Although I guess that means
we won't be seeing you

around anymore.

But I do hope you come see
Noelle in The Nutcracker.

Oh, I wouldn't miss it.

Wow, that is such
a beautiful costume.

This is the perfect Clara.

How did you get it made so fast?

Oh, we ordered it last summer.

-I can't believe I finally get to wear it.
-Mm-hmm.

You ordered Noelle's costume
before she was cast?

That's...

oddly confident.

And how strange that you didn't

cancel the costume when
Donovan's kid-free production

was announced.

Well, it was
custom-made in Milan.

It's not like they do refunds.

Right, of course not. Not Milan.

Well...

...I guess you got everything
everything you hoped for.

Except for Donovan

dying in the giant
nutcracker head.

Is she okay?

No.

What is this?

Poker chips
are not for children.

Officer Hackett.

Find whoever donated these
and give 'em back, please.

Yes, sir.

What are we looking at here?

Oh, it's, uh, footage
from Donovan Chase's

Broadway show Orphan Girl!

It's pretty cool.
Wait, have you seen it yet?

No. And I don't plan to.

I find it egregious
to charge 400 bucks

and then make me watch a video

of the street
outside the theater.

-Call me old-fashioned.
-I don't know, Captain.

Have you heard the soundtrack?
It's great.

It's called
an original cast recording.

Even I know that.

But keep up the good work.

♪ Today is
the day new life begins... ♪

That's weird.

That guy in the back...
he keeps looking up.

Ooh, that is weird.

I wonder what he's looking at.

Think we should find out?

Captain Wagner?

Hi, Teddy.

You found something
on Alec Bloom?

I'm afraid so.

Oh, excuse
me. Are you the performer

that we saw in last Wednesday's
"Orphan Walk"?

You were here for that?
You want my autograph?

-Oh. Yes, please.
-Uh...

No, we are on police business.

But we did see your performance.
You were very good.

Um, can you tell me
what you are looking at here?

Oh, geez.

It's dumb.

I'm a swing, and last Wednesday

was my first time
performing that track,

so I recorded myself.

Please don't tell the producers.

I don't want to get fired.

Oh, no, we won't.
But what's a swing?

I thought you loved Broadway.

I do, but I don't want to know
how the sausage is made.

A swing is a member
of the ensemble

who can perform
a bunch of roles.

We get called
when someone is out,

usually at the last minute.

There's a stomach bug
going around,

so I had a really good week.

Oh, I see.

So, um, how did you
record yourself?

Uh, I put my phone in the window
of the dressing rooms

on the balcony.

How long does your video run?

Uh, at least 45 minutes.

I didn't get a break until
nearly the end of the show.

Why?

Hello?

Elsbeth?

You said 6:30, it's 6:30.

I don't have all night.

Ta-da!

What is wrong with you?
That dress is bad enough.

You said you wanted
to ask me one more question

before you closed your case,
so go ahead.

Ask your silly question.

Actually,
it's less of a question

and more of a statement.

Tell me if I'm right.

You did come to this workshop
the day of the murder,

and I'm guessing that you hid
in this deeply disturbing

Mother Ginger dress
to avoid being seen.

Then you went to the control
board and you typed in

your old friend Keith's
PIN code,

which you saw two days earlier
when you came to see him.

And then you disengaged
the safety

and you turned
the sensors around.

No one even noticed

because they were all
at the Contraption

for Donovan's
dance demonstration

at 3:30. See?

You then raced back
to your PT appointment,

where no one even realized
you were gone.

That is a really cute picture

of you in the waiting room,
by the way.

This is insane.
You checked my alibi.

You have a video of me
going into

the physical therapy building
at 3:00, remember?

True. But that's not
the only video we found.

Officer Hackett.

Luckily for us,
a very enthusiastic swing

in Donovan Chase's Broadway show
took a video of himself

doing "The Orphan Walk"
that day.

And guess what this video shows.

You, Harris,
sneaking out of the PT building

and rushing
to this very workshop.

And here you are,
going back to PT

after tampering
with the sensors.

You can't prove that.

The only thing this proves is
that I left my PT appointment,

which I have every right to do.

Wrong. We can prove
that you were here.

Because the workshop
was covered in blood,

which you carried back
to your PT office.

This is insane.
I wasn't here when Donovan died.

Oh, correction: stage blood,

which is a proprietary blend

and which we found
on the windowsill

of the PT's exam room.

You left it there
when you slipped back in

mid-appointment.

This place was covered
in the stuff.

I can't believe it.

Why me?

Why did you fixate on me?

Because you were so fixated

on your daughter's
ballet career.

I guess you could say

your dancing is perfection,
but your acting needs work.

Hands behind your back, please.

Wait.

I have one request.

Okay, we can go now.

It's a beautiful ballet.

But it is kind of old-fashioned.

I'm thrilled to announce
that with a total of 875,

Precinct 11
collected the most toys.

Yay!

Of course we did.

I-I'd like to thank you all,

especially Captain Wagner,

for allowing me to participate.

And me. I brought a ton.

Yes, thank you, Marissa.

Okay, enough yapping.
Pop the champagne.

Elsbeth.

This is for you.

-What's this?
-Well, you're always giving gifts.

-I wanted to get you one.
-Aw.

Orphan Girl! tickets?

Ah!

You must have paid
a fortune for these.

Oh, well, they were cheaper

'cause they're
for New Year's Eve,

when Times Square
is nuts, but...

it'll be over
before that, and...

I've enjoyed
working with you this year.

Oh.

Mm, I've enjoyed
working with you, too.

Uh, but I can't accept these.

-The consent decree.
-Oh.

But if I pay you back
for one ticket,

would you happen
to sit next to me?

Absolutely.

Yay.

All right, well, shall we toast
to closing the case?

Uh, you go ahead.

Congratulations
on a very successful toy drive.

-It was a group effort.
-Yeah.

Too bad there's no mistletoe.

Yeah, Captain Wagner
wouldn't let me hang it.

HR.

What are you doing
New Year's Eve?

I'm... I'm busy, actually.

-Oh.
-But I'm wide open in January.

No plans.

Let's make a date, then.

Elsbeth.

I need to speak with you.

This gives me no joy to say,

but it might be best that

you not get too close
to Alec Bloom.

He may not be fully honest
about his past.

What do you mean?

I did some digging
into his childhood

and his story
about being unhoused.

Alec's parents lived in the same
apartment for over 16 years,

until he was
well out of high school.

I confirmed it
with the building's super.

There's nothing to indicate
a lapse in housing.

Well, maybe there's some reason.

Well, could be.

But you should talk to Teddy
about Pete Hannigan.

The man from Teddy's article?

Is that what
you and Teddy were...?

I'm just telling you
to be careful.

Merry Christmas, Elsbeth.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Happy holidays.

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♪ This ain't where
our story ends ♪

♪ Today is the day
new life begins ♪

♪ Break every rule,
refuse to bend ♪

♪ This life is ours,
we won't pretend ♪

♪ We write our fate
and we'll defend ♪

♪ 'Cause this ain't
where our story ends ♪

♪ No, this ain't where
our story ends. ♪