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- Lights. Got it. Locks. Check!

Alarm... Wait, we have
an alarm system?

It'll be armed and activated
before I leave today, boss.

Promise.

Are you sure you'll be OK?
We can turn around.

You get a free weekend

at a swank country resort
and spa, you take it.

- It's only because
we're doing a favour for
one of Shade's hockey buddies.

- Still counts.

I got you something.
Um, a little escape

of your own. Check
the top drawer of your desk.

♪♪♪

- "Save yourself

and the world,
at Midnight Meltdown."

Huh! Thank you! What is it?

Hello?

No cell service.
- It's spotty up here.

Plus... there's
a storm coming.

Now, about this
infidelity case...

- It shouldn't take
more than a few hours.

- Good. Because I have
big plans for us.

You've been
holding out on me, Dr. Graham.

- First, we'll start with a
full-body aromatic rain scrub,

followed by brunch
in Preston Hall's

famous dining room, and then,
hot toddies under the stars.

- You had me at
"aromatic rain scrub".

♪♪♪

- This place is beautiful.
I can't believe you know

the owner.
Mark's like family.

- You know, I don't
even care that it's a weird
work-weekend double-date thing,

it's totally worth it.
- Ah! There they are!

Glad you guys made it!
- Shadow!

You mutt!
- Ah!

Buddy! It's been
way too long.

Guys, this is Mark. the best
winger I ever played with.

- You got that right.
- It's Mel and Ken, and this

is my partner ...
- You must be Angie.

- Oh! He he!

- Thank you guys for coming
to help with my situation.

I know it's not ideal
- Mark!

- Speaking of which...
- We need to talk

about this month's billing.
- Honey, you remember

Matt Shade, from my hockey days?

You guys met at our wedding.
- William.

Enjoy Preston Hall. I made
some changes to the menu.

Tell Petra.

- I'll... help you
get checked in.

- Thank you!

I remember him
being more charming.

- He was.

Then, the seven year
itch became a rash.

Now it's all secret phone calls
and extended business trips.

- Maybe there's
an honest explanation.

- Well, he hasn't given me one
yet. But look at me,

already with the shop talk.
For now, you're guests!

Relax, do some
howling, decompress.

We'll talk in the morning.
- OK.

Preston Hall is famous

for its midnight wolf howl
on the terrace. You'll love it.

- Can't wait.

♪♪♪

- Lemme get this straight,
so we... yell out,

And maybe the wolves
howl back, or not.

And this is a thing?
- Yeah, it's a thing.

: OK!
- Oh, here we go.

- Alright, everybody!
Welcome to the Preston Howl.

My name is Wade.
Let's stretch

our lungs and let
the pack know we're here.

On three. One, two...

- Oh! Too bad
we're missing that!

: What are we
doing here, Ken?

- I wanted to talk
to you about something.

- Wow! That storm's
really picking up.

It's a good thing
we got here tonight.

♪♪♪
- Oh my god.

- So, there's a Mercy Ship
leaving for Africa in two weeks.

They asked me to go...

I said no.

- Angie Everett...

will you marry me?

♪♪♪

Oh my God!
It's William.

- Looks like our
infidelity case just got

a lot more complicated.
- Yeah.

- ♪♪ 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 ♪

- OK, well, uh...

Yeah, he's...he's
definitely... He's dead.

Yes, he's really, um...

I'm sorry--

Oh... I'm sorry about that.

Is there anyone else
coming, Deputy...?

- Uh, Conroy.
Eddie Conroy. No...

No, not at the moment
unfortunately.

All the roads are closed,
there's a major pile-up

on the seven, so, um...

...I'm, uh, I'm here all alone!

Which is great...
- Maybe we can help you.

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

We're private investigators.

Uh, great! What brings you
to Preston Hall?

- We're just on vacation,
a weekend getaway.

- Yeah. This is
my boyfriend, uh, Ken,

he's an ER doctor. And Mel.
She's a prosecutor.

- Wow! You got like a...

a Dream Team, here.
That's great!

Uh, so, um...

just, what would you do first...

in this sort of scenario?

- Um...

you might want to secure
the crime scene.

Make sure nobody leaves.
- Right. OH! That's-- OK. Great,

Um... ladies and gentlemen?
Right, yeah. Right here, please.

Um... so, there's a murderer

among us. No one can leave.

Definitely don't...

leave.

What do you think, how was that?

- You might want to check
the crime scene

for physical evidence.

- OK! Right.

: Do you want us
to come with you, Deputy?

- I mean... I mean if you feel

like, maybe, it's something
you'dlike to do...

- William's final body position

is facing away from the door.

- Maybe he was trying to get
away from his attacker.

- Or maybe he was comfortable
enough to turn his back on 'em.

- Hey, hey, buddy, what are you
doing with that thing?

- The body loses 1.5 degrees
per hour post-mortem.

If I take his temperature, we
can determine the time of death.

- An hour ago, give or take.

- Oh! Wha-- You guys,

you're blowing my mind
right now, really.

What do you make
of this head wound?

- Blunt force trauma.
Something with some heft.

- One of these bookends
is missing.

- The killer probably
took it with them.

Maybe it's still in the
building. So, all we gotta do

is find it. and then...
- William has been dead

an hour. The killer had plenty
of time to bury it in the woods.

- Or throw it in the lake.
- One thing I do remember

from training:

vast majority of murders
involve spouses.

So, I say, go down there,
we talk to Mark.

You may be
on to something

with this whole "finding
the murder weapon" thing.

Why don't you go look for it,

and we'll start interviewing
the guests and staff.

- OK, OK, yeah.

Locating, interviewing
witnesses,

that is on the
investigative checklist...

OK, alright, OK!
I'll, uh,

check in with you guys later.

Good work!

♪♪♪

- Did you just send him
on a wild goose chase

to protect your friend?
- Look, I know Mark.

There's no way he did this.

♪♪♪

He's my husband.

- It's an active crime
scene. And right now

you're Deputy Conroy's
number one suspect.

- Dear God. This
cannot be happening.

- Mark, I gotta ask you. What
were you doing an hour ago?

- I was sleeping.
Matt, you know me.

You know I could
never murder anyone.

- Mark, I believe you.

But it would really help us
if you could tell us...

anything. Maybe...
something about William?

- I don't know! I, um...

William wasn't
the gentlest of souls.

Who am I kidding? He could be
a first class prick!

But to murder him
in cold blood...

I wouldn't know where to look
for that kind of person.

- We're gonna need
guest and staff lists,

a master key and a detailed
plan of the hotel.

- We do something called a
"memory package" for the guests.

Uh... a photographer goes around

taking candid snaps.

- That would help.

♪♪♪

I say we split up,
start talking to staff.

Someone here had a motive to
kill William. We just
have to find it.

- OK.

- You don't seem too broken up
about William's murder.

- I still have
a hotel full of guests.

Who's gonna feed them, you?
- Uh,

we hear that he liked to change
your menu quite often.

- I may run the kitchen,
but he signed the cheques.

- But he interfered a lot.
Didn't that make you mad?

- Who doesn't occasionally
have murderous thoughts

about their boss?
- What about he

and Mark's relationship?

- Everyone could see
they were like oil and water.

It was like watching
a car wreck in slow motion.

♪♪♪

- Excuse me, uh,
you're the one who found

William's body?

We were just wondering
if you remember anything

out of the ordinary?

No.
- I mean...

about William's behaviour
over the last couple of days.

- According to the service
schedule, you cleaned his
room more than once a day.

- Yeah, William asked me to.
It was because...

he was sleeping there
a lot. He and Mark--

- We know. Their marriage
was on the rocks.

- Last week,

I went in to clean
his office and he asked

to borrow a fresh
hotel uniform.

- Mark set William's
clothes on fire?

- Right there in the yard.
I had to put it out myself.

- I didn't know
things were so bad!

- Yeah, they
fought constantly.

Mark was convinced William
was having an affair.

And man,
did he have a temper.

- Sounds like you're pretty
firmly on Team William.

- He was like
a father to me.

He took a chance on me
right out of school.

I've worked here ever since.
- Did you see him before
he died?

- We had our regular
end-of-day meeting at 8 PM.

- What did you
talk about at the meeting?

- The usual: how
The Preston was feeling.

What needed some
tender loving care.

That, and...

how he was planning
to divorce Mark.

♪♪♪

I can't believe it!

- [I guess their marriage was
in worse shape than we thought.]

- And you found all this out
from the wolf

- And Mark doesn't know

anything about it?

[But between that
and the bonfire...]

- You've gotta be kidding me.

- Nothing! I just, uh... I just
forgot leave-in conditioner.

Stupid.

I'll meet you downstairs.

I can talk to him alone.
- No! No, I, uh, I'm on
my way. Right now.

- Angie, I was thinking...

- Thank you for
your understanding.

No. We appreciate it. OK.

The guests are freaking out,
and I don't blame them.

And I can only comp
so much free champagne

before I run out of stock.
What'd you find out?

- So far, You're our best lead.
- That doesn't sound promising.

- Did you set William's
clothes on fire last week?

- I caught him coming back
from a "business trip".

He told me he was in Montreal...

the bag tags said
Phoenix. So, I...

lost it, I...
cleaned out his closet.

- You got to admit, it doesn't
put you in the best light.

- Well, you guys
might have been right.

- You know, I looked everywhere

for that dang murder weapon.
I even checked, uh...

the utility closet. End of the
hallway, on the second floor.

You know, that door handle
is broken from the inside?

A man could get stuck in there
for 20, 30 minutes, easy..

Incidentally, the only
place I couldn't check:

your master suite.

Key didn't work.

- Because I have a separate key.

Uh, here, I can let you in.

♪♪♪

- This should only
take a second.

- Take your time.

- Suddenly I'm a bit nervous.

- You got nothing
to worry about.

- Oh... actually...

I can think of one thing.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

- Welcome to Midnight Meltdown,
an escape room adventure.

You're an employee
of Colossus, the oldest

and largest nuclear power plant
in the western hemisphere.

The power grid
is shut down

due to an
unexpected earthquake.

And now, there's a lethal
cloud of radioactive material

about to blow
your city sky high.

- Yeah, I--
- But there's still hope.

Through that door, there's
a passageway that leads

to the director's office--
- Where there's a kill switch,

right? And I'm supposed to
figure out the code, yeah?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, I'm not gonna need

any clues. Can I
just get started now?

- Wait 'til your partner
gets here.

Zoe?

- Shade gave me a ticket, he
said this was a scotch tasting.

This is not a scotch tasting.
- I got mine from Angie.

- Uh-huh!

- We've been set up.
- Don't they have anything

better to do than mess
with our dating lives?

- We went... for one coffee.
- Exactly! And you never called.

- And you never really indicated
that you wanted me to, so...

: You got 90 minutes.
- This is silly. Let's just go.

- Good luck, guys.

[door bolt locking
and little chuckle from Maz]

- I'm gonna kill 'em both.

You're
keeping him under house arrest?

- Yes, that's what I'm doing.
The road is closed

because of the storm, we're
all stuck here until morning;

I can't let a...
:...murderer

have the run of the place.
That would be like being trapped

in a... in a giant box
with a...

murderer.

- Come on! That was
clearly a setup.

- Who hides a murder weapon
without cleaning off the blood?

- I don't know, uh, someone
who's shaken by recent events?

Look, guys,
I appreciate your help,

but...
: ...I mean...

come on, I... I think
we've nailed this one.

I really do!

♪♪♪

- This won't be easy. Most of
the guests were in their rooms.

- Nearly everyone has an alibi
for the time of the murder.

"Carl Rennie".

- He's a no. I saw the wait
staff helping him back

to his room at 10: 30,
after one too many tequilas.

- I don't recognize him.

- No, never seen him before.
- We shall meet again,

Mr. Abbott.
- That leaves us with only three

unsubstantiated alibis.
- And there's Brynn Vaughan,

Peter Abott and
the massage therapist.

: I got the spa...

- Great! You two go together
and I'll pair up with Mel.

We'll check
Brynn Vaughan's alibi.

♪♪♪

- Spa's closed.

- Ah, that's too bad!

We were hoping to take a sauna,
take our minds off the murder.

- You and everyone's mother!
Some ass hat

cranked it up to full and set
the timer for three hours.

Burnt out the element.
How about I book you in

for a couple's
massage tomorrow?

- We're not together.
- Right.

- Uh, what time do you
usually close?

- Uh, usually around eight.
Sometimes earlier,

if no one's using it.
Tonight was pretty dead.

- I just got back.

I spend Friday nights in the
laundry room doing the linens.

Uh, plus there's
this housekeeper,

Kristi... Let's just say
we enjoy each other's company.

♪♪♪

- Oh, hi! Are you
Brynn Vaughan?

- I don't do autographs.
- Oh, wait-wait-wait! Um...

that's too bad...

because I'm
a really big fan.

: Fine. Let's
just get this over with.

So, who's your favourite
housewife on the show?

Besides me.
- Ha!

- Um...
- There's so many.

- Um...
- You know who we don't like

and that is, uh...

: ...Chelsea!
- Yeah, tell me about it.

- So! What does a girl
like you do for fun?

- Well...
- Say, earlier tonight,

between eleven and midnight?
- That's... oddly specific!

- We're oddly curious...

- Look, Cagney and Lacey,

I don't have
to tell you anything.

- Well, I don't have to tell TMZ
that you just got a nose job.

- Look,

if this is about
William, I am devastated.

I loved the man.
He knew how to keep

a secret, and
I trust you do too.

And, for the record, I was
on the phone with my agent

from ten 'til midnight.
Check with the front desk,

they placed the call for me.

- Two lagers, whatever's
cold and on tap.

- One good thing about
your host getting murdered,

everyone drinks
for free! Ha ha!

Hey, I'm Matt Shade.
This is my buddy Ken.

- Uh, Peter. Abbott.

- I'm a wine merchant.
I'm one of the suppliers

to Preston Hall.
What're you drinking?

I can always use a tip or two
to impress the girlfriend.

- A 1990 Au-Croix.
It's a beautiful pour.

- Copy that. You must spend a
little bit of time at this bar?

- I've been sitting
here all night.

If you don't mind,
guys, to be honest,

I prefer to be alone.

- That was a little weird.

- The old Shade
charm strikes again.

- Brynn Vaughan's a no-go.

- So is the spa guy.
- Which leaves us with
Mr. Abbott over there.

He says he's been stapled
to that bar stool all night.

- Maybe nursing
a guilty conscience?

- Not to mention that 1990
Au-Croix is dishwater.

That whole region was
decimated by rain that year.

- Let's say we find out if
his true specialty is murder.

Shade?

- As a prosecutor, it's probably
better if you don't know.

♪♪♪

- Wine merchant, my ass.

- We don't have much time. Let's
just get what we can on him

and get out.
- Right.

♪♪♪

I think
I found something.

- I could ask you the
same thing, Mr. Abbott.

Or should I say: Mr. Rex Mundy.
♪♪♪

- Let's not jump to conclusions.
- Because you checked in

under a false
name and have no alibi
for the time of the murder?

- I can explain that.
I own Patriot Properties.

It's a chain of boutique hotels
across the south-west of the US.

- OK, so what
are you doing here?

- You're gonna love prison!

It's just like
a hotel room you get

to enjoy all by yourself.
- Fine.

I was buying Preston Hall.

- Mark didn't
mention any sale.

- Mark didn't know.

- You're the one

William was secretly phoning,
who he went to see in Phoenix?

- This is a great property.

It was too good
of a deal to pass up.

- 1.3 million!

- 1.3 million; this place
is worth ten times that much!

- I know! 1.3 on paper.
The rest...

- ...wired to an offshore
bank account.

William was hiding the money
before he divorced Mark!

- When's the last time
you saw William?

- We met at 5:30
to finalize the deal.

We signed some papers,
we put them in an envelope

on the corner of his desk. He
was gonna drop 'em by his lawyer

on Monday morning.
- There was no envelope

when we checked on the body.
- It was there, I swear.

Check with room
service; I was so happy,

I ordered the most
expensive steak on the menu.

- Well, I hope you enjoyed it.
'Cause whatever deal you had

probably died with William.

- Sounded legit.

- What do you make
of the missing envelope?

By killing William and
removing evidence of the sale,

the hotel would be disbursed
according to William's will.

- Which takes us
right back to Mark.

Look, we're gonna keep looking.

But in the meantime, you
should probably let Mark know

what we learned.
- Not looking forward
to that conversation.

- I'll update Mel and Ken.
- Yeah.

- And I'll meet
you in the bar.

♪♪♪

- You can't just
randomly push numbers.

That's not how it works.
- Better than doing nothing.

- I'm not doing nothing,
I'm assessing the space.

There's gotta be
a clue here somewhere.

- Yeah, you keep
telling yourself that.

:
You were saying?

- Huh!

- "A coded sequence
gets you through,

"inside stonework
is your clue.

"Punch it twice
and trapped you'll be,

punch it thrice
and you'll be free."

- "Inside stonework"...
It's in the walls.

- No, it's a code. Trust me,
I'm good at puzzles.

- As opposed to me,
the actual detective?

- Look. Each letter
has a numerical value.

We figure out the number
and then put it three times

we're gold.
- You know it's an escape room,

right? Not Fort Knox!
- S is nineteen,

T is twenty... Are you
gonna help me or what?

- Yeah, I'd help you
if your plan made any sense.

I mean, the code you're
describing is 20 digits long.

- Fine, I'll do it myself.
- Hey, You know what number

is inside stonework?

One.

- No way.

You really think putting in
the number 1 three times

is gonna magically
open the door?

[electronic beeps
and bolt unlocking]

- The Director's Office.

That's where the
kill switch is. Hum!

Which you would know
if you were here on time.

- This is way too easy.

- No, it's just protocol.

You don't have
a shiv though, do you?

- No!
- I gotta ask these things.

Go ahead.

- Well, I've been accused
of murdering my husband, and

thanks to Deputy Do-right I
can't even get a decent drink,

so... I've
had better days.

- Yeah...

you recognize this guy?

- Nope! Uh,
what's his story?

- He may be the last person
to have seen William alive.

- No.

- He's the reason
for the late night phone
calls and the business trips,

but they weren't
having an affair.

:
William was...

trying to sell
Preston Hall.

He was...

planning to divorce you,

divest the property on paper
for a tenth of its value,

and hide the rest
in an off-shore account.

I'm sorry.

- Well, there go
my thirties!

I didn't deserve them, anyway.

♪♪♪

Was I the only one
who didn't see it?

- Nobody had any idea.

- Now I wish I did kill him.

This was his idea,
you know. This place.

Not mine.

He dragged me out here...

made me leave behind
my whole life...

- We're gonna
figure this out, Mark.

I spoke to Mark. He seemed
genuinely surprised.

Think fast.

♪♪♪

!

- I didn't know you put it on.
- Congratulations!

- I guess so!

- Uh, wow! That's... incredible!

- Thanks! Um...

we should... probably
focus on the case.

We need to re-check
William's office

for the sale documents.

I think I'm
done playing detective tonight.

I'm gonna go back to the room.

- I'll walk you up.
- No, I'm fine.

- You two do your thing.
I'll walk her.

♪♪♪

- Well... it's
not how I saw

this weekend playing out.
♪♪♪

♪♪♪

This is not
happening, this was a mistake.

- Don't give up!

There's gotta be another way.
- We're running out of time!

- OK, let's just take
a step back, alright? OH!

What are we missing?

- Oh no, it doesn't do anything.

I tried it when we got here.
- It says "up".

- I dunno, I guess it was in
the up position when we started.

- Oh, I just assumed
it was part of the building.

- You know that
this isn't actually

a nuclear
reactor, right?

- OK, if you're
gonna sass me, maybe
don't mispronounce nuclear.

Jeez! Have you done this before?

- Oh! OK. Give me a boost.

- Yeah. Alright...

- Woo! Whoa!
You're strong!

- Your astonishment
is flattering.

Oh, look! There's
another switch under here.

- Oh, great!

We wasted so much time on these
lasers. If we had just,

you know, found this
and opened it up...

- You know, we can talk
when you get back down.

- Right.

Ha!

- Nice one, copper!
- Alright.

- Now let's get to that
Director's office

and stop the Eastern Seaboard
from nuclear meltdown!

- Oh, you're out of time.
The reactor exploded,

spewing radiation all over homes
and businesses. Thousands died.

- But... we were almost there!
- No, you weren't.

- There's like a
whole lot more puzzles
in the Director's office.

- Buddy, can you just
give us another hour?

- I'm sorry, the room's booked.

Um, actually,
they cancelled.

Yeah?

Alright! Good dude!

- We can do this.

- There's no sign
of these papers.

- Hey, uh, partner...

wanna talk about
that rock on your finger?

- The proposal came out
of nowhere. I wasn't ready.

- I... didn't. Oh no,
I just tried the ring on

to see what it looked like,
and it got stuck.

- Yeah! Ken's...

probably up there, right now,
just more confused than ever.

I'll explain it all to him
once we get through here.

♪♪♪

- Hey, there's...
blood on this pot.

- That's too far from the body
to be blood splatter.

- Unless the body got moved.

There's blood on this door too.

- Wait, there's...

a cold breeze coming
from behind this panel.

Ugh!

♪♪♪

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- Ah... no. I could use a break.

- That too. Hm!

- Ha!

To your engagement.

- Might be a little
premature on that.

She hasn't actually
said yes yet.

- But she's... wearing the ring!

- I was surprised, too.
Every time I get close,

she... pulls away.

- What do you think
the holdup is?

- The proposal was interrupted
when we found the body.

And she's been...
preoccupied.

- So has Shade.

♪♪♪

- It was probably built during
Prohibition. A way to move

booze back and forth through
the hotel without being seen.

- And still in use today.

Well, at least
by whoever killed William.

- There's no way
a guest knew about this.

It's gotta be
hotel staff.

- Whoa, there's a light.

There's a door here!
- Well, here goes nothing.

!

Man, you scared the crap out of
me. Where did you come from?

- I think we just figured out
how the murder weapon

ended up in your room.

- It's an old service corridor
from when the hotel

was originally built.
- And it leads directly

from William's office
to Mark's suite.

- Yeah, that is some next-level
cool right there, for sure.

Why are you telling me this?
- Because someone could have

planted the murder weapon
in Mark's room!

- Oh, OK, OK, I got you! Using
the corridors, is what you mean.

- Exactly.
- Uh-huh. Except, OK...

what if that person
happened to be Mark?

- Well, that would be possible.
- No, no. Mark left his room

when he found out about the
murder, and he didn't go back

until you placed him
under house arrest.

- There was ample opportunity
for someone to sneak in and out.

- Look, guys.
I hear you, I do.

But, uh...

I gotta go
with my gut on this one.

- And your "gut"
tells you it's Mark?

- When the weather clears, he's
gonna be charged with murder.

I'm sorry.

- What are we
missing, Everett?

- I don't know.

- It felt like
I had to choose

between Angie
or the adventures.

So I started putting down roots,
so she could see just how much

she means to me.

- You shouldn't
have to lose yourself
just to make things work.

Did you really go ice
climbing with Richard Branson?

- Once you get over the whole
height thing, it's actually

really beautiful.

All that water, frozen in time.

- Can you really see Angie

rappelling down a waterfall
with an axe in her hand?

Definitely.

If it were for a case!

♪♪♪

- OK, let's walk it through.

We know that
William was secretly
trying to sell Preston Hall.

- Except there's no proof,
because the murderer took

the sale documents.
- Which doesn't make any sense,

unless you're trying to
prevent knowledge of the sale.

- OK. But who would
want to do that?

- Someone with as much interest

in the hotel as Rex Mundy.
- It would have to be

someone with inside
knowledge of Preston Hall.

- Everyone has an alibi
for the time of the murder

except for Mark...

unless the time
of the murder is wrong.

- But Ken measured
the time of death.

I mean, we can't
argue with science.

- Unless our murderer
knows how to mess with time.

The sauna was left on high
for three hours last night

and the secret tunnels
lead right here.

♪♪♪

- Not since the last time

you asked me, 30 seconds ago.
: OK...

Well that punk is
gonna be here any minute.

- We've already let humanity
down once, today, I don't think

the irradiated mutants we
created know the difference.

♪♪♪
- I really thought we'd make

a good team.
- We kinda do make a good team.

- OK, bonus
doomsday time is up.

At least, you guys managed
to kill the cockroaches.

- Could we just have
a bit more time, please?

- Oh God! I gotta lock up! I've
got my adult colouring class

in the morning.
- "Adult colouring"--

- It relaxes me.
- Here's 200 bucks,

buy yourself some locally-
sourced pencil crayons.

Why don't you
give us the keys.

We'll lock up and leave them
in the mailbox for you.

You know
this is a game, right?

- Hey, whoa. The mutant world
is counting on us.

- Uh... Uh... OK, fine,

I just...

I can't believe I'm doing this.
- Wait--

- Are you ready
to finish this?

- Oh, we are just
getting started.

♪♪♪

- I couldn't imagine
popping the question

to the same person
five years apart

and expecting
a different answer.

- Now that you put it
that way, it does sound

like the definition of insanity.
- Or wildly romantic.

- Does Shade do that thing
where you're talking to him

and his "uh-huh's" are just
ever so slightly out of place?

- Like he's 50% with me
and 50% with a case?

- Exactly. Angie
does that all the time.

- To our partners.

May they
someday realize

just how awesome we are.

- Oh! We know who did it!

But we need both your brains
to figure out exactly how.

You said you needed help.

We do need your help, Wade.

Figuring out
what happened to William.

- You know, the biggest
mystery was figuring out

how William's killer
had an airtight alibi

for the time of death.
- Until we realized

the time of death wasn't
the time of death at all.

- The human body can tell us
with remarkable accuracy

when death occurred.
Assuming it was laid to rest

at room temperature.
- If, however, the body was

placed in a hotter
environment -- say, a sauna --

the time of death will be
completely inaccurate.

- Garrett told us someone
cranked up the sauna last night.

Left it on for three hours.
- Moving William's time of death

from 11 PM back to 8 PM.

- Which is exactly
when you were having

your nightly meeting
with William, wasn't it?

- You're saying
I killed William,

then dragged his body
across the lobby,

past the restaurant?
- It'd be so much easier

if you could do it
discreetly through, say,

a secret passage.
♪♪♪

Like that one.
- Which just happens

to go directly
to the spa --

which is where
the sauna is --

after passing Mark's room,

which is where you dropped
off the murder weapon.

He was like a father to me.

- After they discovered the
body, there was something else

missing from the room,
besides the murder weapon.

- An envelope with documents
for a sale of Preston Hall.

- The killer took
them to try and prevent
the sale from taking place.

And you'll never guess
where we found them.

Tucked in the eaves
of your tool shed.

♪♪♪

- William always said...

that if he ever
decided to move on...

I'd get the hotel.

Then, last night,

he drops that
bombshell on me.

"The hotel's sold, he says.
It's a done deal."

I tried to talk him out of it,
told him that I could get

some financing together,
but he just laughed at me.

Ten years, I've given
everything to the Preston,

then he just sells the hotel
out from under me...

I just lost it.

I couldn't see straight.

♪♪♪

- Wade Briggs...

you're under arrest for
the murder of William Hadley.

Gimme your hands.

Does anyone know how these...
I... I... I... I got it.

OK, let's go, let's go, come on.

Hey, we really nailed
this one, huh, guys?

- We sure did, Deputy.

- Let's go.

♪♪♪

Yeah. So fun my hangover
now has twins.

: Look,
I know this weekend

didn't go quite as planned,
but I'll make it up to you.

- I have to get back
to the city, there's a...

big case that I have
to prepare for.

- What better place
to prepare than here?

We can lock ourselves
in our room, order all the food

off the menu. This place is
the ultimate couples retreat.

- That's the problem.

We're not the ones
who look like the couple.

- The prosecution
rests, Matt. Alone.

♪♪♪

- Finally got it off.

Listen, Ken... you're
an incredible person, but...

Any woman would be lucky
to have you in their life.

I'm just not
ready to say yes.

- Maybe I could still
make it on that Mercy Ship.

- You know you wanna go.

You don't wanna
be tied down.

: Looks
like the storm's broken.

: Come here.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

- I knew having you around
would bring me some luck.

- How does it feel
to be the boss?

- I'm not sure
it suits me.

- Well, you can always
make a change.

Rex Mundy is still
interested in buying this hotel.

You never know what
your forties can bring.

- You're right.
Thank you, Shadow.

Always been a hell
of a teammate.

- Right back at you, Steinman.
- Gentlemen.

Road is officially open,

Wade's on his way back to town.
Sergeant even came in himself,

so... it's kind
of a big deal.

It's my first arrest.
- You don't say.

- Well, technically,
I was your first.

- Yeah, well, yeah,
technically, yeah, but uh...

I was kinda hoping
that maybe, just...

we'd keep that between
ourselves, if that's OK...

- Your secret's safe
with me, Deputy.

- OK. Alright, well...

you guys be good!

So, that's there.

♪♪♪

Hello!

Hello. Officer?

- Hey! You're back.

- We might need another hour.

♪♪♪

- Hey, partner!

- Hey!

- Well, that was a night.
- You can say that again.

- Solved a murder.
- Prevented a miscarriage
of justice.

- Couldn't have
done it without you.

- We do make a pretty good team.

- Oh, he's off
on his next adventure.

- Aw...
- I'm happy for him.

And Mel?

- Aw, we had some
good times, but, uh...

that's not gonna work out.
- Hm!

- Yep!

- You really think
the Porsche is gonna start?

- Yeah, it was quite a storm.

♪♪♪

- How'bout we just sit here
for a minute before we give it

a try?
- You read my mind.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪