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** Woke up this morning *

- There you go.
One black coffee for Angie,

and one heart attack
in a cup for you.

- Just go with cream
and sugar dad. It's a tad more

customer-friendly.
- I see you're sporting

a Full Windsor today. That's
pretty spiffy, even for you.

- I got a meeting with a client.
Some lawyer Angie wants

to make friendly with.
Mel something. Apparently

he's a big deal.

- Front page big.

Don't tell me he's repping her.

- You've been following
the trial?

- Everybody's following it!
You can't change the channel

without seeing her psycho mug.

She carved up her husband
in cold blood.

- I'm not sure
which side he's on.

All I know is I'm late.
Thanks for these.

: Not so fast,
young man. I can't let someone

so handsome escape
without a couple croissants!

- You look like a movie star!

Now come on Shona,
be honest. Is it too sexy?

- It's not the tie.
It's genetics.

What?

- Nothing, dad.
!

- Nothing at all!

***

- Thank you, Mrs. Blunton.

And how many glasses of wine
had you had

when the argument started?
- Two, I think. Maybe three.

***

- I told Kyle I wanted
a divorce.

- He locked himself
in his man cave.

I went to my bedroom
and took a couple diazepam.

The rest of the night is a blur.
- Not according to your

neighbours, who heard you two
arguing until almost midnight.

Or your cleaning lady, who came
in the next morning to find

Kyle stabbed to death, and
you passed out in the bedroom,

holding the bloody knife.
- Objection.

- Sustained.
- I didn't kill him,

I swear!
You have to believe me.

- It's not me you have
to convince, Mrs. Blunton,

it's them. And I don't think
you're doing a very good job.

- Your Honour!
- I'll withdraw.

This is a witness statement

signed by two neighbours

who overheard the Bluntons
arguing at 11:40 PM,

shortly after Mrs. Blunton
told her husband

she wanted a divorce.

- Nancy, can you please read
your husband's final words.

- You'll take my money...
over my dead body.

Nothing further, Your Honour.

***

- That was painful. I almost
felt bad for Naughty Nancy.

- A good prosecutor knows
when not to pull her punches.

- She wasn't just good,
she was scary-good.

Kind of like, the love child
of the Glenn Close character

in Damages and a barracuda.
- Shade--

- I mean, not that she looked
like a barracuda.

That woman could
work a power suit.

Is it wrong
that I found her sexy?

- Shade--
- I mean, on the one hand

I was terrified, on the other
I was kinda turned on.

- Shade!
- OK. Sorry.

Alright, so where is
this Mel guy we're meeting?

- Matt Shade,
meet Melanie Parker.

Our client.

- ...nice suit.

- ** I see you and you see me

* Watch you blowin' the lines
when you're makin' a scene *

* Oh boy, you've got to know

* What my head overlooks

* The senses will show
to my heart *

* When it's watching for lies
'cause you can't escape my *

- * Private Eyes
They're watching you *

* Private Eyes

* They're watching you,
watching you, watching you *

* Watching you *

- I am so sorry. If my partner
had actually listened

when I explained who we were...
- It's okay, Ms. Everett.

I just need you to serve some
papers, even a jock

can't screw this up. Excuse me.

- "Even a jock
can't screw this up?"

This is an important
relationship for us.

- Alright, I'll just focus on
her good qualities. She's got

plenty of those.
- Do not even think about

going there. Promise me that
you will keep this professional.

OK? Prosecutors
are an endless source of work.

Aren't you the one
who wants to grow the business?

- Yeah, grow as in big cases,
not serving papers

and bogus skip trace work.
- Baby steps.

Today we serve papers,
tomorrow we do something real.

- Have a seat.

A shady realtor eluding the law?

- I don't need you to serve
papers. This is more delicate.

That's why I was hoping
you'd be alone.

- Hey, delicate
is my middle name.

- Actually, it's Kevin.
And someone who got

244 penalty minutes during
his final season of pro hockey

is not a man I'd describe
as "delicate."

- You seem to know a lot
about me for a woman who thinks

so little of me.
- Shade's my partner,

and he can be trusted.
You have my word.

- This is Graham Barker,

juror number five.
He's thirty-eight, married,

practicing Catholic.
His brother sells stocks,

just like Kyle Blunton,
our murder victim.

- Sounds like a dream juror.
- That's what we thought.

My team of jury specialists
have him as a near-lock

to hand in a guilty verdict.
And yet,

the defence didn't execute
their right to strike him.

- Maybe they made a mistake.
- It's possible.

But we've been watching him
throughout the trial.

He's been twitchy, nervous,
avoiding eye contact.

Signs of guilt.
- You suspect jury tampering.

- I'm not using that phrase yet.

Sidney Woods is a very decent
and moral defence attorney,

and I have to believe

that he would not be behind
a stunt like this.

But considering the scale and
importance of this case,

I need to be certain.

- So you want us to follow him.
Juror number five.

- I want you to confirm if he's
been meeting with the defence.

Don't interfere,
just observe and report.

Here are some fake summons.
If anyone asks,

you're serving papers.

And no matter what happens,

this can never
be linked back to me.

- I knew it!
I had 229 penalty minutes

my final season.
She was way off.

- OK. Congratulations.
Can we focus on the case now?

- This guy
is the dullest man alive:

banker, married
his high school sweetheart,

drives a mini-van,
owns a duplex in the burbs...

- His photos are so wholesome my
gag reflex has been activated.

- Well, unless you count

church barbecues and
volunteering at a soup kitchen.

- Well, Graham Barker might
be nice. But that doesn't mean

we have to be.
- I like where this is going.

***

- Oh!

Why did I not choose paper?

- Paper or plastic,
the modern dilemma.

I bring my own bags
to subvert the system.

Here, you can have this.

- Yeah, I have a spare.

Yeah, OK.

There you go.

- Thank you.

It's nice to know there are
kind people in the world.

- Kindness is its own reward,
miss.

***

- We have ears.

- Never trust a woman
with spilled fruit.

***

:
Delicious casserole, honey.

Is it time for The Bachelor yet?

:
That's tomorrow, sweetie.

Let's just watch the news.
: Not while

I'm on jury duty.
Maybe there's a new rom-com

on The Netflix.
- It's like listening to reruns

of the Brady Bunch,
without the edge.

- I didn't even know that people
ate tuna casseroles anymore.

: On second thought,
I'm gonna go hit

the squash court.
Work off some of this casserole.

- It's an odd time
for a squash fix.

- Unless squash
is code for bribe,

and he's playing
with the defence.

- I knew this guy was too nice.

Here he comes.

***

***

***

: Where's he going?

That doesn't
look much like a YMCA.

- Not to mention
he didn't take his racquet.

Do you recognize this place?
- No, I've never been here

in my life. Looks like
some kind of club.

- Something tells me this isn't
listed in the Yellow Pages.

:
Hahaha! I know, I know.

- Hm...
He sounds in a good mood.

- I think that I'd be happy too
if I was about to receive

a sweet payoff
from a corrupt defence attorney.

- We lost the mic.

You think he's onto us?
- No. Sometimes they fall off.

We need to get inside.
- Here.

I'll try to find us
a way in.

***

: Do you see anybody?

- No, but I hear something.

It sounds like... Rossini?

- I thought you didn't listen
to classical.

- Well, I do when it's Bugs
Bunny. Have you never seen

The Rabbit Of Seville?

- Hmm, I'm
more of a Simpsons girl myself.

- I found a door,
but it's locked.

***

***

You've got company.

That guard's headed your way.

***

- Almost got it!

***

***

- I think I know
why we lost our mic.

- Shade!

- Guess I didn't
meet their dress code.

- She put you up to this,

didn't she?

- Debbie, my wife.
She paid you to follow me!

- No, she didn't hire me
to follow you.

Look, my name is Bugs Rossini,
I'm a reporter.

I heard this building
was Selena Gomez's

recording studio.
- There is not

a recording studio here.
You have the wrong address.

- My bad. I didn't mean to
interrupt your little sex club.

It is a nudist club,

where we're free to be in our
natural state as God intended.

- I believe that God intended
you to keep your boys zipped up.

I've been stressed as of late.

Yeah, this place?
This club get me to relax.

I haven't been able to so
since, you know, jury duty.

Well, you seem
pretty relaxed to me.

So, if you wouldn't mind...

: The defence
didn't get to juror number five.

He's a regular Dudley Do-Right,
with one minor eccentricity.

- Barker likes
to let his boys out

for a little afternoon samba,
if you know what I'm saying.

- He's part of a nudist club,

and his wife doesn't know.
He hasn't been to the club

since he started jury duty,
which most likely explains

his odd behaviour. So,
you have nothing to worry about.

I believe the word you're
looking for is congratulations.

- I can think of another word.

This arrived in my office
10 minutes ago.

And how do they know
we're working for you?

You're the P.I.s.

All I know is that
that's leverage for a mistrial.

- Make Nancy's charges disappear
or this goes to the press.

Whoever's wrote that wants Nancy
to go free, and I'm not about

to be blackmailed
because of your incompetence.

- Just give us 24 hours.
We'll figure this out.

- You're damn right you will.
Because if this

ends up sinking
the biggest case of my career,

you're both going down
with the ship.

***

- Morning, Jules.
- Morning, Dad.

You want in on the pool?

- Since when
are you into gambling?

- We're making bets on when
Grandpa and Shona have their

first kiss. 10 buck buy-in,
winner take all. I've got

Saturday, Mom next Thursday,
and Liam the following Friday.

- It's never gonna happen.
Dad knows the cardinal rule:

never dip your pen
in the company ink.

- Alright.
Um, he's wearing cologne.

- Put me down for Tuesday.

- Good. Anybody want this
more than me?

: What?

- Well, it just...
it smells like you're wearing--

- Old Spice.
No woman can resist.

- Nothing.

Just wondering how things
are going with you and Shona?

- Well, there's nothing going on
between Shona and me.

- Methinks

he doth protest too much.
- Oh, yeah.

- Oh, I can't make pizza night
on Saturday.

I got a thing with my boys.

- Hmm. A thing
with your "boys," huh?

Where exactly
is this thing happening?

- Oh, it's
this little place downtown

called none of
your freaking business.

Now if you'll excuse me...

- Score one for Jules!

- Jules!
- Get used to it, old man.

- Hey, what's your take
on workplace romances?

- There's not enough tequila
in the world, Shade.

: No, no. Not me
and you. My Dad and Shona.

They run a business together

and things are heating up. It's
upsetting the laws of nature.

- Well, maybe they just like
to hang out.

Or maybe they're soulmates.

- That they
had instant chemistry.

That they're better together
than apart.

That they're the kind of people
that connect so well they--

- I was gonna say

"complete each other".

- The angle's about right.

- That tree back there would
make a pretty good tripod.

***

- This is exactly
where it was taken.

Wait a minute.

What's this?
- "Wildebeest".

- It's one
of those gross energy drinks.

- So our culprit's
a 20

- Menthol.

- Who smokes menthols
these days?

- I have a pretty good idea.

Employees got their hands
in the company kitty?

As Friedrich Nietzsche said,

"the best weapon against an
enemy is another enemy".

40 years on the job.
I'll bust your case wide open.

So remember my name.
Norm Glinski.

I put the dick in private dick.

***

There's no way

that guy's a real P.I.
- Oh, he's real alright.

Used to do work for my dad
back in the day.

- Glinski was

a forensic accountant
for the RCMP.

After he retired,
my dad

hired him
to work a few P.I. cases.

- He liked to cut corners.

My father did not.

- Right.
- My dad finally cut him loose

and Glinski never forgave him.
Then one day my dad's cousin

got swindled
by his financial advisor.

- I know the feeling.
- We investigated on his behalf,

but... couldn't get any traction
because the advisor

hired a private investigator
to run interference.

- A former accountant who knew
how to cover his tracks.

- Norm Glinski's entire P.I.
career is a middle finger to

my father. He will lie, cheat,
and steal for whoever's paying.

- A shortcut guy.
- Exactly. There's a right way

and a wrong way to win a case.
My dad taught me that.

There he is.

- The question is, why is he
following around a juror?

- Let's find out.

***

- Please state your full name

and occupation for the record.
- Eleanor Brown.

Founder of Eleanor Brown
Investment Securities.

I'm... I was
Kyle Blunton's boss.

- A year ago I went through

an ugly divorce. Kyle and Nancy
helped me through it.

We became friendly.
- So far your old buddy

hasn't made eye contact
with anyone.

- Glinski's too smart to show us
who he's working for.

- Or whoever he's working for
isn't here.

- And how would you describe
Kyle and Nancy's relationship?

- Well, like any marriage,
it had its ups and downs,

and Kyle sometimes
said he had two wives,

Nancy and his job.

But Nancy understood that.

You know,
she would never... have...

- I know that this is difficult,
Ms. Brown,

but I need your help
to give context.

The night Kyle was murdered,

he called you at 10:40 PM.

How did he sound?

- Scared.

I'd never heard him
like that before.

I heard Nancy yelling
in the background. I...

I assumed they were
having a fight.

I never thought that she...

- He was calling to ask me

for the name of my...
divorce attorney.

- Glinski's on the move.

This is where
we divide and conquer.

***

: It doesn't
make any sense.

If Glinski's working for the
defence, then where is he going?

- All I know is if it's Glinski,
he's up to no good.

- Whoa. I lost him. Hang tight.

- Rookie mistake, Everett.

Didn't your daddy ever teach you
how to do a proper tail?

When following a mark,

always tuck behind
another vehicle.

- Thanks for the tip, Glinski.

- If I catch you
tailing me again,

you're gonna be...

a punchline in heels
at the next P.I. convention.

You got that?
And here's something else.

"Better a diamond with a flaw

than a pebble without."

Confucius.

***

- He fell for it.
Got him?

- I got him.

***

***

***

Hey Angie.

Nancy Blunton
lives in Forest Hill, right?

- Because I think that's where
your buddy Glinski's going.

Oh wait. Hold the phone.
He's going down the street.

152 Wembly.

- Nobody on the juror's list
lives there.

***

- It looks like the neighbour's
handing Glinski money.

Hold on.

Alright, here we go.

Uh, 152 Wembly.

It's a Jerry Macklehearn.
He lives alone.

Why would this guy hire Glinski?
- I'm gonna find out.

- Shade...

Shade?
Don't do anything stupid.

***

Where the hell are you?
- I'm in the house.

What part of "there's a
right way and a wrong way to win

a case" don't you understand?
- Just give me a minute.

***

Oh, this is so worth it!
Turns out our friendly neighbour

may not be so friendly
after all.

Dude. We need to talk.

- I had nothing to do
with the murder.

I was at a Jays game that night.
Look, I swear, man.

Nancy and I are just friends.
- Looks like

more than a friend to me.
- I'm an architect.

I offered her some advice
on a house redesign,

and we became close.

I even helped her
kick her diazepam habit.

- Well, you did a bang-up job,
considering she popped a couple

the night
she murdered her husband.

- She didn't murder Kyle.

- I just do. It's...

Nancy shared everything with me.

- Exactly how close
were you two?

- Nothing happened between us,
if that's what you mean.

We both agreed to wait
'til after her divorce.

- You knew she was planning
a divorce?

- I was the one
who suggested it.

Kyle was a dirt bag.

You know, every time Nancy

went to go visit her mom,
or spend the weekend

horseback-riding, he'd bring
over one of his mistresses.

So I decided
to get some evidence.

- Hence these photographs.

- I realized he must have been
sneaking them

in through the back.
So I hid outside and took these.

- I don't know.

- And why didn't you
show these to the cops?

- I was worried I would look
like a crazed Peeping Tom,

which would only
make things worse for Nancy.

- So you're not connected
to the defence team at all?

- No.

But I couldn't just stand by
and do nothing.

So I found a P.I. who promised
to turn things around

for Nancy in exchange
for five grand.

- Thanks.

You're not gonna believe what
your pal Glinski's been up to.

- 2000 years ago Aristotle said,
"We are what we repeatedly do."

- Hey!

A client presents you
with information

that could impact a murder trial
and your first move

is to rig the jury?

- Don't come in here all high
and mighty, Everett.

- Oh, you are interfering
with this justice system

and you know it.
"

Media's already

declared Nancy guilty,
her lawyer incompetent...

- So you thought you'd take
matters into your own hands,

is that it?
Just rig the verdict

and blackmail some poor juror
with naked photos?

- Oh! That's what Barker
was doing.

- You took our picture
and sent it to Mel!

- Don't lecture me, Everett!
So I was planning

a little jury tampering.
So what?

You were planning
the same thing.

- We were investigating you!
- Po-tay-to, po-tah-to.

- These games stop now. Or I'm
gonna get your licence revoked.

- Forget it, Everett.
You've got nothing on me.

...Everett. So I was planning

a little jury tampering.

So what? You were planning
the same thing.

- Rookie mistake, Glinski.

Never shoot your mouth off
unless you know who's listening.

- For you to leave

the jurors alone.
And stop threatening Mel.

- You got it.

- And get and air freshener.

It reeks in here.

- Well done, Everett.

Just ignoring one thing:

Nancy Blunton

didn't kill her husband.
- Are you actually trying

to convince me that you care
about this woman?

- How many murders have you seen
committed on diazepam?

Downers don't ignite anger,

it suppresses it.
- Well, you should get a bowl

of them handy for your clients.
- Funny, Everett!

That's funny. In the meantime,
Nancy gets to spend

25 years of her life in jail
for a crime she didn't commit.

- Glinski won't be a problem
anymore.

- Well, you get this crinkle
in your brow when you worry.

- OK, fine.

Look, Glinski
might be a cheater,

but he's got good instincts.
He made a good point

about the diazepam. If he thinks
Nancy Blunton's innocent,

there might be something to it.

- So we present the evidence,
let the courts sort it out.

- By the time that happens,
Nancy will be convicted.

An appeal could take years.

- We need to find
something concrete.

- Are you suggesting we try to
dig up evidence to help Nancy?

Our client, the prosecutor,
isn't going to like that much.

- Mel doesn't need to know.
- But all we have to go on

is a blurry photograph of Kyle's
supposed lover. How are we

supposed to find her?
- Eleanor Brown said that

work was Kyle's second wife.

Maybe there was a reason
for that.

I think I need
to pay her a visit.

- Angie Everett,
Everett Investigations.

Do you know this woman?
- Well, that's Sadie Tufts.

What's this about?

- I'm tying up some loose ends
for Prosecutor Mel Parker.

Did Ms. Tufts work with Kyle?

- Well, she was his assistant.
But he fired her months ago.

- Because they were having
an affair.

- I am not at liberty to discuss
the private lives

of my former employees.
- Please, Ms. Brown.

It's possible that Nancy Blunton
didn't murder Kyle.

- Well, you think
Sadie Tufts did?

- Was she upset
about being fired?

Could she have been
holding a grudge?

- I'm not sure about that.
- If Nancy's innocent,

don't you think that every lead
should be followed?

Thanks for coming in, Sadie.
Can you tell us about

your relationship with Kyle?
- Sure.

Kyle and I had a fling, but I
was the one who called it off.

- And then you were fired.
That must have been

quite the gut punch.
- Well, it was actually

a relief. I knew it was coming.

When I ended the affair, Kyle
turned everyone against me.

I got so paranoid I started
secretly backing up my files.

- The old build-up-ammo-
in-case-you-get-fired trick.

- Exactly, but then
the company gave me

a generous severance package
and I had no reason to use it.

- Doesn't mean that you weren't
still pissed at Kyle.

- I know where this is going,
and I was in Edinburgh

when he was murdered.
Cousin's wedding.

- Did you ever notice Kyle
acting odd?

Worried about something?
Somebody?

- Because of the alarm thing
you mean?

- His house alarm.

He was obsessed with it.
He'd turn it on as soon

as we were inside.
As if anyone would want to steal

one of his stupid brass tigers.
- He would arm the alarm

even when he was home?
- Always.

I had to text him whenever I'd
arrived so he could shut it off.

He made me park
at a nearby ice rink.

- Wouldn't it have been easier
just to give you the code?

- He didn't trust anyone
with that code.

Not even his cleaning lady.

- One day he gets this call
at work.

She triggered the alarm
by accident.

He wouldn't even text her
the code then.

He drove over there
just to deal with it himself.

: Nancy Blunton
may be innocent.

- We have two new witnesses
who claim Kyle was paranoid,

his mistress and a neighbour.
Apparently his alarm
was on all the time.

- What does this have to do with
you and the picture

of juror number five?
- Nothing. We took care of that.

- But we discovered the cleaning
lady didn't have the alarm code,

which suggests that someone
turned it off during the night.

- Which means Kyle may have
let in his own murderer.

- We were just being thorough.

- You work for me,
not the defence.

- But you might be sending
an innocent woman to jail.

Look at all the evidence!
- The unsubstantiated accounts

of a jilted ex-lover
and a stalker?

- Isn't this at least worth
taking a look at?

I mean, don't you wanna file
a... get an injunction to...

to... stop the court

from doing what it does?

- I am a prosecutor.
It's my job to convict her,

not to root around
for conspiracy theories.

- So you're
not gonna do anything?

- Now that you mention it, I am:

You're fired.

- Joke's on her.
The job was already over.

Look, I know you were hoping
for a long-term relationship,

but we're better off
without her.

- We don't need Mel. We need
evidence that proves our theory.

- You're still convinced
Nancy's innocent.

- I don't know. But I won't
be able to sleep at night

without knowing for sure.

- We talk to her.
- We tried that already.

- Not Mel. Nancy.

- This is highly unorthodox.

- You got another ace
up your sleeve?

We only need five minutes.

What's going on?
- It's OK.

Here we go.

- I'm Angie Everett.
This is my partner, Matt Shade.

Do you mind if we ask you
a few questions?

- The alarm in your house.

Was it on the night
that Kyle was killed?

- Well, I'm sure it was.
- And you didn't

turn it off?
To leave, take a walk?

- I wasn't lucid enough
to leave my room,

let alone the front door.
- When the maid

arrived in the morning,
the alarm was switched off.

Now according to our sources,
she didn't have the code.

- So if you didn't disable it,

then Kyle most likely did.
Possibly to let someone in.

- Wait, are you saying--
- Wait. Wait. Wait.

Just stop right there, OK?
The interview's over. Guard!

- Sid...
- It's OK. No. No.

It's fine. Would you take
Mrs. Blunton back to her cell?

- No, Sid, wait, please--
- No. No. No.

They're... no. It's OK.

Trust me. It's OK.
- OK.

- How dare you give my client
false hope like that?

Her alarm--
- Was turned off. At 11:17 PM.

- From the alarm company

records. I'm her defence
attorney. What the hell

do you think I've been doing?
- Then why haven't you raised it

in court?
- Nancy Blunton doesn't remember

a single thing that happened
after 9:30 PM.

If I bring up the alarm,
the prosecution will attack

her character all over again,
and that works against

everything I'm building.
- You think she did this.

- My job is not to judge.

My job is to deliver the best
possible outcome for my client.

- By throwing in the towel and
gunning for a lesser sentence.

- That woman may be innocent,
and you're leaving out

the fact that Kyle
may have let someone else in.

- A reasonable doubt only exists
when there's another suspect.

You want to help Nancy?

Find someone else
who could have done this.

Otherwise, I suggest you stay
the hell away from this court.

***

- Whoa. A three croissant
morning. Trouble in lawyer land?

- No, it's all good, dad.
By all good I mean we got fired.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Matt.

I assume there's
a principled reason.

- What if I told you
I believe Nancy is innocent?

- Considering that you were
working for the prosecution,

I'd say this whole getting-fired
thing is starting to make sense.

- Angie and I found evidence in
her favour, but it's not enough.

- Some mountains
are too big to climb, son.

Take it from me, a man needs to
know when to cut his losses.

- Yeah, it uh...
remains unexplored territory.

- And what about your date
on Saturday?

- No, there is no date.
Turns out she just wanted me

to go over next year's
business plan for the Red Bird.

- Well, it's a long game, Dad.

You still have time
for a comeback.

- Yeah, well...
probably just as well.

You called it, son.

business and pleasure
don't mix.

***

: Sidney said we needed

to find another suspect
for Kyle's murder, right?

What if the motive wasn't
personal, it was business?

- He screwed someone at work,
but not in the literal sense?

- Eleanor Brown said,
"Work was his other wife"

What if he pissed off
the wrong client?

- Sadie Tufts said she secretly
copied all his files.

Maybe she still has them
on a hard drive?

- Alright, I'll give her a call.
I'll see you at the agency.

Thanks, dad.
- OK. Have a good one.

: Sadie didn't tell you

what any of this stuff was?
- No. She didn't know.

She just copied it
off Kyle's computer.

- Well, this is hopeless!
I mean, none of us

know anything about finance.
- Then let's get some help.

Who do you know who's an expert

at screwing people over
financially?

- No. No way.

Do not make me do this.

- "Happiness is a continuation
of happenings

which are not resisted."
Deepak Chopra.

- I need
your accounting expertise,

not a philosophy lesson.

- You flatter me.
But you're wasting your time.

There's the exit.
- You said yourself

that Nancy didn't do it.
I managed to track down

Kyle's work files. I've got bank
records and trade confirmations,

loan contracts...
- And you think

that I'm going to magically find
a new suspect in there?

- It's worth a shot.
I mean,

you know more about this than
anyone on Sid's defence team.

If we can produce new evidence

that Kyle left
a shady finance trail,

then maybe we can raise
the spectre of other suspects.

- My jury tampering plan
was so much simpler.

- For you, a special rate.
Double.

You know, there was a time
when my dad believed in you.

Guess I thought
there was a soul in there.

Boy, did I think wrong.

***

: Zoe, what's
the status with the jury?

- They're on recess, but they're
about to start final arguments.

- Damn it. OK, call us
if anything changes.

Alright. Let's go through this
one more time.

- Alright. 6 PM,

Kyle sets the alarm.
9:30, Nancy tells him

she wants a divorce,
and a fight breaks out.

- And Kyle locks himself
in his man cave,

Nancy goes to the bedroom.

She pops a few diazepam say,
10:00.

- 10:40, Kyle
calls his boss Eleanor

to ask her
for her lawyer's name.

11:17, Kyle shuts off the alarm.

- 11:40, Kyle yells,

"You'll take my money
over my dead body."

- Except...

Kyle was broke.
- Norm Glinski.

I hear you do a pretty good
impression of a private eye.

- Matt Shade. I heard you did a
good impression

of a hockey player.
- Hey! You don't get to make fun

of my partner, that's my job.
- What do you mean,

Kyle was broke?
- I looked through

the prospectus documents on the
stocks that Kyle was peddling.

- Ponzi scheme!

Except I don't think
Kyle knew about it.

He transferred two hundred grand

of his own funds
into company bonds;

nobody working a Ponzi scheme
would use his own money.

- What if Kyle found out that
night his bonds were worthless?

- By talking to Eleanor.

Asking if he could cash them out

in order to hide his assets
from Nancy in the divorce.

- Kyle finds out

that his wife's gonna
take him to the cleaners.

So he calls Eleanor at 10:40

to help him hide his assets.

- But by then,
Nancy's out like a light.

- So he invites Eleanor over
to approve the transaction.

Shuts off the alarm
to let her in.

- Once there,
she's forced to admit

that the portfolio is worthless.
If I'm Kyle,

I demand payment,

using my knowledge
of her scam as leverage.

- And if I'm Eleanor,

I'm gonna want to shut him up.

Ideally forever.
- Holy crap.

Are we saying
what I think we're saying?

- If we're right,

at 11:40,

when people said Kyle yelled

"You'll take my money
over my dead body..."

- He wasn't yelling at Nancy,

he was yelling
at the real murderer...

Eleanor Brown.

- Oh yeah, that big murder case.

The house is just around
the corner from here.

- This woman. We need to know if
she ever parked here.

It would have been
maybe two months ago?

- Yeah, I remember her.

Yeah, she parked
right over there.

White luxury sedan.

- Hard to forget,

she was acting strange.
She was wearing a big fur coat,

but she came back with it
rolled up under her arms,

even though it was freezing out.

- Yeah. I checked to see if she
was drunk, but she seemed fine.

Said she just spilt wine on it,

I kept wondering
why she didn't wear it anyways.

- Thanks, you've been
a big help.

- Hundred bucks
says that wasn't wine

on that coat. That was blood.

- Kyle made her park here, just
like Sadie Tufts. He didn't want

his neighbours to know
he was hiding his money.

- We need to go see Mel.
- Not without proof.

- We've got the Ponzi scheme
which implies motive,

evidence that the alarm
wasn't set, and now this guy

puts Eleanor here
on the night of the murder.

There's a right way

and a wrong way to win a case.

- Texting Zoe. If Eleanor's
at the court again,

there's a parking lot
we need to visit.

- Eleanor's still here. The jury

started deliberating an hour
ago, but the judge hasn't

released anyone yet. They're
saying it could be any minute.

- Well, that doesn't sound good.
- Keep us posted, Zoe.

- We need to get there before
the jury comes back.

- Well, it's the only
white luxury sedan here.

- Hold this up
as high as you can.

- Why am I standing here
like an idiot?

- Well, I need you to be
my amplifier. The idiot part

I can't help you with. We're
directly under the courtroom.

So this will amplify the signal
from the key

in Eleanor's pocket.
- What happened to the whole

"right way, wrong way" thing?
- It's time sensitive.

Higher.

- You really think
this car is going to get hacked

by some cheap piece of--

- Thank you, mother Russia.

- Luminol spray.

Look! It's blood!

- OK, gotta go.

- Got it.

- Ladies and gentlemen,
have you reached your verdict?

***

- We have, Your Honour.
- Here!

- Stop! Hold the court!

- Order!

Order!
- Your honour, please.

- Um... look!
- Shade,

what the hell are you doing?
- This is the trunk

of Eleanor Brown's car. She went
to go see Kyle that night.

You gotta trust us.

- Your Honour,
I need to request a recess.

- On the grounds

of needing time
to process fresh evidence.

If this proves to be valid,

it would not
be in the public interest

to continue prosecution
against Nancy Blunton.

- Request granted.
Court adjourned.

- Officer, don't let her leave!

:
In a stunning development,

charges against Nancy Blunton
have been dropped while

a new suspect emerges in Eleanor
Brown, Kyle Blunton's boss.

Ms. Brown is believed
to have been operating

a Ponzi scheme
which the victim threatened

to expose when--
- Something tells me we

haven't heard the last
of this case.

- There's an online pool
about who's gonna play Nancy

in the movie.

- Yeah.
- Honey, maybe you should

lay off the gambling for a
while, you know...

given Gramps and Shona, and...
- I still can't believe it.

They had chemistry.
And the cologne!

I was definitely seeing lip-lock
on Saturday.

- Yeah, well...
- You're not the only one.

- Don't look so guilty,

I knew what you guys were doing.

I almost put a tenner down
on Saturday myself.

- Oh, crap. I'm late.
Gotta go, don't wait up!

- Have fun!
- Take care!

- Angie hates that one.

- The way he's going,
I'll put a tenner on never.

***

- Worth every penny.

How did it feel to be one
of the good guys again?

- Don't get sentimental on me,
Everett.

It was a one shot deal.

- Well, you didn't
charge me double, so...

Maybe there's a soul in you yet.

- You did most of the work,

and as a wise man once said,

"A good work ethic

is the only investment
that never fails."

- Which of your gurus
is it this time?

- No, it was a man I should've
listened to more often

when he was around.

Your father.

***

Oh, the hockey player!

- Meh. I needed
the tax write off.

- That crinkle-in-your-brow
thing, you're doing it again.

- I just... I feel bad
about how things ended with Mel.

We blew the biggest case
of her career.

- Well, let me see
what I can do.

- No, Shade...
- Oh, come on!

We're partners now. You vouched
for me going into this.

Let me see if I can fix it.

***

- Mr. Shade. Shut the door.

Sit down.

- The police executed a search
warrant of Eleanor Brown's house

this morning. They found a fur
coat, dry cleaned the day

after the murder.
Tag still on it.

- Oh. Sounds like someone's
covering their tracks.

- Not well enough. Forensics
can detect blood months later.

And the blood splatter you found

sealed the case.
- Hm.

- Now look at us
making small talk.

- Without all
that chirpy lipping

you were so famous for
on the ice.

You really know how to get under
a person's skin.

- I'm sorry for losing you
your case.

- Don't apologize for doing
your job. That's what

I hired you for.
- And then you fired us.

Wait a second. Was that part
of your plan?

- Don't make me
smarter than I am.

All I know is that emotions

push people to work harder,

and I needed
the evidence to be airtight.

Besides, when justice prevails,
we all win, right?

Join me for a drink?

- Uh... yeah.

Love to.

** I'll paddle off

* Into the deepest ocean

* All to find you

* Find you waiting

* And I will call you home

* Oh, I will call you home

***

***

***

* I'll take my time

* And I'll take my chances

* I'm gonna find you

* As long as
I'm still standing *

* And I will call you home
***

* Oh I will call you home *

***

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