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(wind whooshing)

(suspenseful music) (Emilia panting)

(Emilia gasps)

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- [Jason] And now you have nowhere else to go.

(Emilia gasps and screams)

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If it's a push rather than a jump,

the body would be further from the tower.

- Also.

The killer forgot to retrace their steps,

leaving room for a trail.

(gentle bright music)

- [Jason] Genius.

- Ah! I'm excited to do a murder at the ruins.

You know, expand to other areas of the island.

Oh, "Blood on the Rocks."

- I have a better idea.

What about "Blood on the Rockies"?

- What do you mean?

- Imagine: murder in the snow.

- Snow on "Mystery Island"?

- May I introduce you to "Mystery Mountain"?

So, as we all know,

there has been the occasional actual murder here.

- There's also been 45 games where no one was harmed.

- Yeah, and my book is nearly finished,

which will provide greater context to the actual murders.

- No, no, no, no, you misunderstand me.

The actual murders have increased the desire

to come to "Mystery Island."

We are currently booked up 13 months ahead.

So I pitched to Carlos an expansion idea,

and we came up with "Mystery Mountain."

He's just bought the property in Montana.

- I didn't think Carlos was open to anything off the island.

- Oh yes, it did take a bit of convincing,

but that's why I'm here,

to think about the future of "Mystery Island."

And with this new property, we can start the expansion.

- That's great, but I'm not sure

him and I can handle writing games for both properties.

- Ah, no worries there.

Carlos is hard at work vetting the new staff.

Ooh, and when he's done, he's bringing

the "Mystery Mountain" team here.

- Oh, fun. So then they'll play one of our games?

- Oh, contrarian. We're going to play their game.

(gentle dramatic music) (Janey exclaims)

(gentle spirited music)

(gentle music)

(rain pattering)

- To new beginnings. (wind whooshing)

- (sighs) It's a bit scary

to be without the job that defined me.

- How was it, saying goodbye to London?

- Well, with the weather,

I feel like I've brought London here.

(Jason chuckles) (Emilia scoffs)

- You sure this is what you want?

- You know I love my work.

- And you're great at it. - Thank you.

But I've been thinking about this for a while,

so I was looking for a sign the past couple of months

as to whether I should stay in London

or move here and make "Mystery Island" my full-time work.

- Did that sign look anything like this?

- (chuckles) I won't deny that's part of it.

But also, have you heard about the Lonnie Alfred case?

- Lonnie Alfred, the psychiatrist that killed seven people?

- Well, I couldn't tell you at the time,

but I was the one who got him to confess.

- Wow, that's amazing.

- Yeah, he threatened to do to me

what he did to his seven victims.

And he's not the first person to make that kind of threat,

but I decided he was gonna be the last.

I fear he has connections on the other side.

- You're safe here.

- Hi. ♪ My body yearns ♪

♪ And the words you serve ♪

♪ But come to mind it hurts ♪

- Around that corner is my favorite seafood place.

Rosa makes the best ceviche.

- (chuckles) I'm so lucky to have a friend that,

wait, you know, someone who can show me

around my new neighborhood.

- Lemme show you my favorite street, Em.

Look, Em, I don't think it's any secret

that I like you, and.

- Yeah.

- I'm just really looking forward

to spending more time with you outside of work.

- Me too.

(Emilia gasps)

(soft suspenseful music)

Um, sorry, I- I thought I saw someone.

I- I think I'm just exhausted. Jet lag, and.

- Let's get you home.

I think we both need a good night's sleep

if we're gonna be on our A game tomorrow.

- Jason. - I know, it's complicated

with us working together.

Let's just take it one day at a time.

(gentle music)

(gentle upbeat music)

Hey, you.

- Hey, yourself.

- Did you get some sleep?

- A bit. (chuckles)

- I see they've already upgraded the boat.

- Ooh, I wonder if Janey knows about that.

- [Bennett] Well, hello, you two.

- Bennett, how are you?

- Oh, a bit discombobulated to be honest.

You know this is the first time

since joining "Mystery Island" that I have been off-island

for the entire week?

Oh, here's my new assistant, Tom Robinson.

- [Tom] Ms. Bennett!

- Please meet Detective Trent and Dr. Priestly.

- Oh wow! The brains behind the game.

It is an honor to meet you both.

- You too.

- Oh, Miss Teri, okay. Miss Teri, hm.

Oh, like mystery! Oh, oh, I- I get it.

- Jason! - Carlos.

- Emilia! So excited to play a game with you.

And Ms. Bennett. Pleasure to finally meet you in person.

- And you.

- Welcome to the "Mystery Island" family, Tom.

- Thank you, sir, I am very excited.

I'm very, very excited.

- Thank you. Okay.

That's different. A new boat.

Oh, "Mystery Island" has set a high bar.

Hope "Mystery Mountain" can meet it.

- I have every confidence they can.

(gentle triumphant music)

(gentle music)

- Oh, it is good to be back.

- What do you say, you and I solve this mystery

in record-breaking time?

- Exactly what I was thinking.

And then we can celebrate on the mainland

with another dinner date.

- Sounds perfect.

- (chuckles) Thank you. I'll see you Monday.

(gentle upbeat music)

- [Jason] Mind telling us who our counterparts are?

- [Carlos] Their team leader, Janey's opposite number,

is Dex Longstreth.

- [Emilia] That entitled frustrating human from Oxford?

- [Carlos] Maybe back then, but he has an impressive resume

and has put together a crackerjack team.

Dex Longstreth, heir to the Longstreth Luxury Hotel brand,

hospitality and leadership is in his blood,

but he's trying to make his own mark in the industry.

Regan Morris, a police detective with the Chicago PD.

She's one of the game writers.

Dr. Stanley Williams, acclaimed criminal psychiatrist,

who's helped the FBI catch dozens of killers.

Inga Sorenson, "Mystery Mountain"'s own majordomo,

who we were able to hire away from a Swedish mogul.

And her head of security, Khalif Brooks.

Ex-Army Special Forces medic.

(soft upbeat music)

- I dare say we're ready.

Remember the keys to success:

attention to detail, conviction,

and never forget to make work play.

(birds chirping)

Carlos!

- Dex! (chuckles)

(Dex chuckles and groans)

- Emilia, darling!

- Lovely to see you, Dex.

- Mm, (lips smacking) mwah.

Janey! It's been far too long.

- I was going to suggest the opposite.

- Oh! Good, you haven't lost your bite.

- Didn't know we were going

to a "Great Gatsby" costume party.

- Thank you for the compliment.

It's one of my favorite novels.

- Of course it is.

- You must be Jason Trent!

- That's what it says on my passport.

- It says Dexter Crispin Neville Drummond Longstreth

on mine.

- Oh, that must be fun for the customs people.

(Dex laughs)

- Bennett, welcome, and thank you

for letting us invade your domain.

- Oh, (chuckles) I didn't really have a choice,

Mr. Longstreth.

- (chuckles) And you're the newly-hired Tom Robinson.

- Yes, I am.

- (laughs) Welcome all!

- Wardrobe's a bit much, no?

(gentle upbeat music)

(gentle suspenseful music)

No, wait! What are you doing with our staff?

- Just bringing a little added realism to our game.

So no fancy meals, no housekeepers putting mints

on your pillows.

- What? (scoffs) Well, that's-

- A bold choice. I like it.

- Now we'll all convene on the veranda

for cocktails for our crystal-themed night.

But first we'll have a glass of champagne

and then you'll be shown to your rooms by your counterparts.

Carlos, you'll come with Janey and me.

(gentle upbeat music)

- Pleasure, Dr. Priestly.

- Call me Emilia, please, Dr. Williams.

- Only if you'll call me Stanley.

(Emilia chuckles)

(gentle bright music) (birds chirping)

(Emilia chuckles) (group softly chattering)

- Yeah, wow, I can see you're really leaning

into the mountain theme.

- Ah.

- Oh, John Murtaugh.

- Dex felt the founder should be in a place of primacy.

- Oh, I wonder if Dex didn't realize

that the founder tried to frame Carlos for murder.

(suspenseful music) (screen whooshes)

(trigger clicks) (dart whizzes and thuds)

(suspenseful music)

- I've never seen that before.

- Mr. Del Fuego, you need to come with us.

(screen whooshes) - Well, hello.

- Dex, really?

I mean, this is a bit gauche, even for you.

- On the other hand, it is good to be reminded

of the dangers of hubris.

- Well, that's just what I thought, Carlos. Shall we?

(soft gentle bright music)

- So this is your room.

- Thank you.

I, uh, I must confess, it does feel quite strange

being a guest in one of these rooms.

- Whoa! (gasps)

This is sweet.

- Here we are.

(gentle music)

- Oh, (chuckles) I love all the little touches.

(Stanley chuckles) This is amazing.

- Oh, so glad you like it.

- Here you are, Janey.

- Yes, though I do prefer the east-side suites.

- Oh well, perhaps this side

will give you a new perspective?

- [Janey] Hm.

- Don't hesitate to ask me for anything.

I'm here to make your stay as comfortable as possible.

- Oh, thank you.

This is, uh, way out of my comfort zone. (chuckles)

- You're in good hands, I have a lot of experience,

though not as much as you do.

Your reputation proceeds you.

- Well, thank you. That's very generous.

- Just enjoy being a guest for once,

and I hope you enjoy playing the game later.

- Well, I have to admit,

I'm very excited about that. (chuckles)

- Great. So get some rest and we'll see you for cocktails.

- Oh, Ms. Sorenson, just one last thing.

Your previous employer, the mogul?

(Inga sighs)

Anything I should know?

- I believe in moving forward, not backwards.

(gentle suspenseful music)

(gentle dramatic music)

(Bennett laughs)

- [Khalif] You haven't actually been on the island,

is that right?

- Yeah, yeah, I- I've seen photos,

but I mean this, this is another deal.

You know, best first week on the job ever.

- Well, just remember to stay alert.

Anything can be a clue.

- Wait. (gentle suspenseful music)

Has the game already started?

- I'm just saying you should always be aware.

- Hey, can you gimme a clue?

Yeah, I don't wanna embarrass myself in front of this group.

Yeah, they're my new bosses. (sniffles)

Also, I could use the help.

- So you're playing the innocent new guy?

I can respect that. (gentle dramatic music)

(door clicks and thuds) - I am.

- I am looking forward to your team

playing the "Mystery Mountain" teams game.

- Well, technically we are just one team.

(Dex chuckles)

But if you ever need any pointers, tips, ideas,

I am more than willing to help.

- (chuckles) That's quite all right.

- Oh no, seriously Dex,

I have been doing this a lot longer than you.

I do know what makes these games successful.

- Oh, I have no doubt that you do,

but you are here to play our game.

Janey, do try to relax and enjoy.

(Janey scoffs)

Who knows, maybe you'll pick up some pointers.

- Yes, as would you.

For starters not putting the COO of "Mystery Island"

in one of the smaller suites.

- [Regan] So you're still on the job?

- [Jason] I am. I was told you are too.

- I was, but things changed.

Put my papers in a couple of weeks ago.

- Mind if I ask why?

- I was ready for a change.

And I thought this would be the perfect opportunity

to use my skills, but not have to deal

with the real crimes and bureaucracy.

Plus the money they'll pay. (Jason scoffs)

I'm not sure why you haven't retired from the force.

- I guess I still love catching bad guys.

- It never gets sold, does it?

- It does not.

- I already miss that part of it.

Here's your room, Detective.

- Well, I'll leave you to it then.

- I- I just wanted to say, (chuckles)

I'm familiar with your work and it's really impressive.

- Oh! Well, thank you, Emilia.

I'd say the same of you.

- Y- you know of my work?

- Oh yes. I have contacts in London.

I understand you were the one

who got Lonnie Alfred to confess?

- I was, yeah.

- Impressive.

But now you've left the Metropolitan Police?

- It was time to leave,

and to stop being threatened by murderers.

- Ah!

(soft slow bright music)

(group softly chattering)

- Khalif, shut up.

You know about the spirit?

- Yeah, I might. - Yeah.

(group continues softly chattering)

(soft slow bright music continues)

- You all right?

- Look at him. Sucking up to Carlos.

- (sighs) I have to say,

Dex has assembled an impressive team.

- You already have an impressive team.

- Everything good here?

- Ah, Janey's having second thoughts about the expansion.

- It was your idea. You convinced Carlos to do it.

- Yes, I want the expansion.

I just, just don't want to be replaced.

- Impossible. - Never.

- Swell.

They are impressive, but let's not get lulled into trusting

any one of these people.

We need to view them as the enemy

if we are to solve their game and possibly quickly,

and show Carlos who the true mystery masters are.

- Hm! (glass clinking)

- So if I can ask you all to employ your imaginations

and envision a snow-covered peak above the mansion,

I can then welcome you all to "Mystery Mountain."

(group exclaims and applauds)

- All right. - Wow!

- Now we are taking a different tack

to "Mystery Island" with its quaint golden age

of detective fiction lack of technology.

Here on "Mystery Mountain," we embrace innovation.

While "Mystery Island" has no cell service or wifi,

we have this past week installed

a temporary Bluetooth network.

The phones Inga and Khalif are handing out

will be a crucial part of playing the game.

- Oh, this is so cool.

- Uh, mine's just a blank screen at the moment.

- Correct, when it comes online,

that will signal the start of the game.

- Delightful. (chuckles)

- [Dex] Cheers.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- [Jason] Cheers.

- It is clever.

- Em, what did I just say?

Do not get lulled by gimmicks. Stay sharp.

(gentle dramatic music)

(group softly chattering)

(opera vocalist singing in foreign language)

(group laughing)

- Sorry, Tom, have we met?

- Oh, I don't think so.

- Huh, I'm usually quite good with faces,

and I swear we've met before.

- People say that to me all the time.

Much just have one of those faces, you know?

- So Dex, tell me about the process of assembling this team.

- Uh, well, Carlos gets most of the credit.

He's pulled together an impressive group.

Given the success of "Mystery Island,"

it made sense to keep the same formula

and to find the best, most qualified people

in their individual fields.

Our first call was to Stanley.

His renown as a criminal psychologist is well-known.

- That's the nicest thing he's said about me all week.

(group laughs)

- He's still learning to work with others.

But uh, we were looking for someone

with a similar skillset to you,

as that's worked so effectively here on "Mystery Island."

- Mm. - And I suggested

we bring on a cop, because I know the pairing

has worked so well here.

- I may have been the next person they hired,

but I wasn't the first cop they approached.

I was 12th. - That's not true.

Is it Dex?

(suspenseful music) (Dex gasps)

- How could you know that?

- I'm a detective. It's my job to find things out.

Like the fact that Inga has a criminal record.

(ominous music)

(Dex gasping) (group murmuring)

- Clearly absurd.

- Impossible. We vetted everyone.

- Your vetting process failed.

Do you wanna tell them what you did?

- How dare you?

- She was convicted of manslaughter.

Killed her husband back when her name was Sophie Nidason.

She did three years in a prison in Germany

and paid a lot of money to buy a new identity.

(slow suspenseful music)

- Inga!

(gentle suspenseful music)

- We begin with a killer among us.

- Dex?

- I'll go and speak with Inga and get to the bottom of this.

(suspenseful music)

- Don't worry, it's just anxiety medication.

I take it daily whether I'm accusing

my colleagues of manslaughter or not.

- Hm! - And are there

any other criminals on your team we should know about?

- No. Everyone else checked out.

- Dex really didn't seem to know about Inga.

- Agreed. It's concerning.

(phones chiming)

- Oh, it's a letter. - A!

- G! - M for me.

- Ooh, I have an M too.

- I- I got an E.

- I bet you it's an anagram!

- (laughs) Oh, right! - G.

(group chattering and chuckling)

- What about that? - Wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait, wait.

If you do- - No.

- That here. - Oh, yes.

- Oh, oh! - Oh!

- [Bennett] Game room. We need to go to the game room.

- [Tom] All right! Okay, let's go.

- [Janey] All right, don't forget your notebooks.

(wind rumbling)

- What now?

(lightning crashes) - Oh!

I don't remember seeing thunder in the forecast.

- If Dex were here, he'd tell you that on "Mystery Mountain"

weather will often be a factor,

so we thought we'd provide some!

- Oh! (chuckles) I must admit, it is quite clever.

(gong bangs)

- Oh, this is good fun. (phones chiming)

- Oh, my phone is saying an R.

- I have a D. - Oh, I've got an L.

- I bet you it's gonna spell riddle. Right?

- So are we trying to find two riddles?

- Oh, might I suggest that we mirror the screen?

- Mirror? Oh, you mean line up?

- Yes, precisely, Tom. - Oh! Yes!

(gentle suspenseful music) (thunder rumbling)

(screen chime) (group laughs)

- Nice! There we go.

- Well done, Bennett. (phones dinging)

Oh, do you have a keypad?

- I'll try and type it in. Steak.

- Hm. - Oh.

Uh, ooh, lemme try the homophone, S-T-A-K-E.

- How about W-E double L space D-O-N-E?

(screen chimes) (hands clapping)

(group exclaims and laughs) - Clever!

(group applauding)

- [Woman] Good evening.

- Outside! Outside.

Yes, go, go, go, go!

It's started! - Oh!

- Good evening. (gentle suspenseful music)

Good evening, I'm Evelyn Murtaugh.

Welcome to my home.

- Looks just like Evelyn.

- And sounds like her.

- A hologram. Impressive.

- It's uncanny.

- That's next level AI.

- "The waves were dead.

The tides were in their grave.

The moon, their mistress had expired before.

The winds were withered in the stagnant air.

The clouds perished.

Darkness had no need of aid from them.

She was the universe."

- Yeah, I know that poem.

It's, it's "Darkness" by Byron.

- Someone on this island is not who they seem to be.

And their aim is foul play.

I will graciously provide you with three riddles

to help you discover the imposter.

The first riddle.

Tell yourself that all mysteries

are not difficult to illuminate with the proper method.

First, find the ember of curiosity

that burns like an ache in the heart of everyone.

The second riddle.

No one ate while the scion waited.

Far too confused to follow his mother's words

for his own good.

The third riddle.

The evening sun is hidden shrouded in deception.

With discovery comes failure.

Now to work, my sleuthing friends.

(Janey, Emilia and Bennett gasp)

- Like I said. (Janey and Emilia gasp)

Embracing technology.

- Where did you sneak in from?

- During Mrs. Murtaugh's speech.

- That certainly was a lot of information.

- Can we replay it? I may have missed a line or four.

- Spectacular opening, Dex!

- Thank you, Carlos.

And I'd like to assure you all

that Inga's manslaughter charge was for losing control

of her car while on black ice,

which sadly resulted in her husband's death.

- I would've told you that

if you hadn't rushed out of the room.

- My sincere apologies for the interruption.

- No problem, Dex.

So, team, where should we start?

- Why don't we begin where Evelyn did?

With Lord Byron's poem "Darkness"?

- In the library.

(Emilia chuckles)

(gentle dramatic music) (group chattering)

- "Byron's Complete Poems."

- You got it? - Yes! Okay.

(metal clatters) - Oh!

- This must be related somehow.

- (gasps) That is a Cardano grille.

- Which is what?

- A cipher device from the 16th century.

When placed over a piece of writing,

it can reveal a secret message underneath.

- Wow, impressive knowledge, Bennett.

- Well, you know, I'm partial to a puzzle.

- Well, let, let, let's, let's put it over

the "Darkness" poem.

- Oh yeah. Okay, oh!

- Here you go.

- Thanks, Stanley.

Okay. Uh, "Darkness," page 89.

Ah! It appears to be saying.

Oh, nothing.

- Oh, uh, ah! Try rotating it.

(gentle suspenseful music)

- Still nothing.

(Janey sighs) - Maybe the, um,

uh, the grille thing i- is supposed to be

put over something else.

- Like Evelyn's first riddle?

- Right! - Oh, okay.

- I have it written down, but my spacing is arbitrary.

- Oh, we should put it into iambic pentameter.

- Why that?

- Because that's what Byron used for "Darkness."

- Oh! Hm!

- Can I borrow this? - Yeah.

- You should mirror the font size

and, and write the riddle,

uh, in between the lines.

Okay, tell yourself that all mysteries are not difficult

to illuminate with the proper method.

In the heart of everyone of us.

Okay!

(gentle suspenseful music)

(Emilia gasps)

Tell em ach us.

Tell em ach us.

- Tell em ach us.

Tell em. (gasps)

Telemachus! - Telemachus!

Em, we're brilliant!

Oh, so maybe the imposter is Greek, or, or, or a prince.

- Oh! Um, an archer!

- Hold on.

Forgive me, I didn't go to Oxford and minor in the classics.

(Janey clears throat) - Right, yeah, sorry.

Um, have you heard of Odysseus?

- Trojan Horse guy, right? - Right.

So Telemachus was the son of King Odysseus and Queen-

- Penelope. - Penelope.

- Okay. And the archer?

- Well, Telemachus roughly translates to archer.

But it actually means far from battle,

because an archer can kill from a distance.

- You're so good at this. - Absolutely.

(Emilia laughs)

(dart whooshes) (Regan exclaims)

(dramatic music) - Oh!

(Regan gasps)

- [Regan] (groans) What was that?

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

- Where did that come from?

(suspenseful music)

- So it seems to have a remote control trigger.

- Oh, (chuckles) okay, okay.

We need to search the "Mystery Mountain" team

for remote controls.

- Dex, what was that move?

- You knew about the dart.

- Janey, hang on. This isn't part of our game.

- You expect me to believe that

after the Telemachus clue?

- Well, I wrote most of this game

and I definitely didn't write me being shot.

- Maybe it was an old device that just happened to go off.

- I am sorry, but this is an absurd coincidence.

I mean, Carlos, they are obviously trying to thwart us

because we are getting close to solving their game, man!

- Right. - Already!

- Yeah! (group laughing)

(group exclaims) (dramatic music)

- [All] Oh!

- [Khalif] Step back. Step back.

Come on. Come on!

- Carlos, this is not part of the game.

- Khalif, stop. Khalif, stop!

(Khalif gasps)

(somber music)

She's dead.

- Oh! (sighs)

- What the heck, what?

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

- Poison?

- Well, we'll run forensics on it,

but it's coated with honey.

(somber music)

- Well, her convulsions did look like an anaphylactic shock.

I know it well, that's why I never travel without an EpiPen.

She could be deathly allergic.

- She is. It was part of her medical profile.

- This is madness. Regan was targeted.

We do need to frisk everybody for a remote.

- Dex is right. Empty your pockets.

(somber music)

- Okay.

(group groaning)

- [Tom] Everything now.

- Well, that's a relief, I guess.

- A relief? Someone's dead.

- I thought this was just a game?

- (scoffs) It was supposed to be.

- The remote could have been triggered from some distance.

Who else knew about Regan's medical history?

- It was on the "Mystery Island" server,

so any one of us or any one of you.

- And anyone who could've hacked the server. Right?

- I need to call Ray.

- He's the chief of police on the mainland.

(somber suspenseful music)

(foot thuds)

- There's an issue with the phone line.

Nothing.

(explosion crashes)

That didn't sound like your thunder machine.

- It wasn't.

(suspenseful music)

What on Earth?

- Dex, please tell me you have backup.

- Someone cut the landline

and disabled your Bluetooth network.

- I think we should probably leave the island.

- Boat won't be back till Monday.

- Please tell me we have another boat.

- We do, but the staff took it back to the mainland

when Dex dismissed them for added realism.

- Well, it sounded like a lovely idea at the time.

- We can no longer trust your ideas.

- So we're stuck here.

- That's terrifying.

- It certainly is.

- We can take measures

to ensure everyone's safety,

but first I need to secure the crime scene.

- All of us!

(gentle dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(group whispering)

- How is this possible? - It's not possible.

- How? - We were gone

for maybe 10 minutes.

Whoever took the body couldn't have gotten far.

I need to search the mansion.

- Jason.

- It's fine, Em.

I'll clear the game room first, you can all wait in there.

(suspenseful music) (group whispering)

(thunder rumbling)

- Not the night we expected.

- Certainly not.

- This is all my fault.

- No, Dex, don't blame yourself.

- But I'm in charge, Janey, the responsibility falls to me.

- I won't argue with that.

- No sign of Regan's body or a killer.

- Should we search the surrounding jungle?

- Well, we need to ask ourselves,

why would the killer wanna take her body outta here?

- Uh, to draw us away from the mansion and safety.

- In addition, the killer could be relying on

or taking advantage of the fact

that we're all exhausted, physically and emotionally.

- Stanley's right. We should all get some rest.

Start fresh in the morning.

- Oh, I concur.

- I don't think anyone should be on their own tonight,

so bunkmates are Carlos and Khalif,

Dex and Tom, Bennett and Inga, Janey and Emilia.

Stanley, you can go with Carlos.

- I don't need a bunkmate.

- What about you?

- I'll keep watch.

I want everyone to lock your windows and bolt your doors.

- Stay safe, Tom.

- You too.

- Apologies for encroaching on your space.

- Oh, no, no, no. Not at all.

To be honest, I am more than relieved

to have a roommate this evening.

- Truthfully? Me as well.

(wind rumbling)

- Well, I think it's no secret that I wanted

to take the shine off Dex.

This is hardly how I had hoped it would happen.

- We know, Janey.

(Janey sighs)

- Tell me it's gonna be all right, Jason?

- We're gonna be all right.

- Are you just saying that because I told you to?

- Well, technically yeah,

but I'm gonna make sure it's true.

- Thank you.

- Are you gonna make sure you're all right?

- Always.

- (sighs) Please be careful.

- I will be.

- Do you promise?

- I promise.

- Okay.

- Night. - Night.

(wind whooshing)

(somber music)

- Em! Em, are you awake?

- I am.

- Well, are you trying to sleep?

- I was.

- Well, I was too, truly.

It's just, well, it's my mind, it's racing.

- Would you like me to teach you a deep breathing exercise?

- No, I- (sighs) I don't think I want to sleep.

- Janey!

(Emilia sighs)

What is it?

- I don't want to start building a murder board,

but I just can't help wondering

what motive somebody would have for killing Regan.

- Well, I would imagine she's put several criminals away.

So this may be for revenge,

which hits a little close to home.

- But then why wouldn't they allow us to leave the island?

I mean, if Regan was the only target?

- An excellent question. (sighs)

I think we should assume

that whomever did this planned well in advance

and is far from finished.

(Janey sighs)

- Right.

You'll show me this breathing exercise then?

(Emilia sighs)

(insects chirping) (gentle suspenseful music)

(flames crackling)

(suspenseful music) (branches rustling)

- Police! Come out from behind the tree with your hands up!

(suspenseful music) (insects chirping)

(Khalif sighs)

Khalif?

- I wanted to take a quick sweep of the grounds.

I'm sorry I scared you.

- I want you to head back inside and get some rest.

(insects chirping) (somber music)

(Jason sighs)

(knuckles rapping)

It's Jason.

(Emilia sighing)

Morning. - Certainly is.

Did you not sleep?

- I didn't. - Oh, Jason.

- I just kept watch, did a few perimeter walks.

I figured if anyone was out there,

they'd wait till we were asleep to make a move.

- And did they?

- All quiet.

- Oh, so you're thinking we should search

the rest of the island?

- You read my mind.

(Emilia chuckles)

- Oh good, (sighs)

the three of us made it through the night.

Well, should we go check on the others?

- I'll get myself together. Meet you down there.

- Okay. Ready?

- Ready.

(group softly chattering)

- Oh, Ms. Sorenson, what a lovely spread.

- Thank you.

- All right, everyone.

(sighs) The island is not that big to begin with,

so whoever killed Regan and took her body

couldn't have gotten far, especially in the dark.

- Jason, just a thought, if I may?

Is it possible the killer hid or even buried her body

somewhere close by, maybe in a hole they'd already dug,

and then moved further afield?

- Excellent thought. - Thank you, Janey.

- Agreed, I'm thinking we work in teams,

operate on a search grid.

- I simply can't chalk it up to coincidence

that just as we solved the Telemachus riddle,

Regan gets shot with an arrow.

- Technically it was a dart.

- Yeah, but my point is, whomever set the device

that killed Regan not only knew

about her medical condition,

they knew about the game you've written.

- So there has to be a connection

between Regan and the killer.

- Correct, so if the killer has further plans,

it wouldn't be unreasonable to think

those plans might be tied to the rest of the game narrative.

- So wait, you want us to continue playing the game?

- Okay, but maybe less thunder this time?

- Stanley, can you share what was next?

- I was afraid you were gonna ask me this,

and unfortunately, just as Regan and I

came up with the Evelyn idea,

I was called away by the FBI.

- Are you saying you don't know the solution

to the other two riddles?

- I'm saying I don't actually know

the entire rest of the narrative.

(Janey scoffs)

Dex told me he would help Regan in my absence.

- Dex?

- Well, I- I did say that, but-

- But what, Dex?

- Regan said she could handle it.

She said that she would reveal it to us all

after you'd solved the first riddle.

- [Emilia] Are you saying?

- Nobody knows the ending of the game?

(suspenseful music)

(slow dramatic music)

- Okay, to clarify.

Only one person on your team knew the answers

to the remaining riddles?

- Well, I guess I have a thing or two

to learn about the job.

- All right, so then I suggest

that Stanley and I work on figuring out the riddles,

and the rest of you conduct the search.

You don't agree?

- No, I, uh, I think you're right about the riddles.

- Jason doesn't like the idea of leaving you here with me,

because Jason has quite reasonably concluded

that while none of us could have moved Regan's body,

there was always the possibility

of two culprits working together.

One out there somewhere,

and the other right here at this table

from the "Mystery Mountain" team.

Yes, Detective?

- That's right.

- Oh come now, Stanley. Our team was vetted.

- Yeah well, we all know how well that turned out.

- I concur with Stanley,

that the "Mystery Island" team has a reason to mistrust us.

- Well, who, who is it that you mistrust?

Inga, Khalif, Stanley?

- You're not including yourself on this list, Dex?

Remind me again who's in charge of this game?

- I didn't plan this.

- No, clearly you didn't.

- This is not my fault!

- Carlos, you should have never trusted someone like him

to lead a mission like this.

- Someone like me?

- Elitist, trust fund wannabe.

- Easy. - You needed so desperately

to make a name for yourself, it led to negligence!

- That's enough! Stanley, cool it!

Dex, sit down. Now.

(Emilia sighs)

- I still believe we will find answers

if we solve the riddles.

- Yes, I agree. I'll join you and Stanley.

- As will I.

- I'd also like to stay.

I trust Stanley and I'm quite terrified

about encountering the killer out there.

- That's fine, Inga.

- Given the trust issues, I volunteer

to partner with Khalif on a search team.

Though I would request smoother terrain.

I have a dodgy knee.

- All right, well, then you two go due east,

take the golf course and surrounding area.

Tom, Janey, and I will go south to the beach.

We rendezvous at the beach cabana in one hour.

(soft gentle suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

- So I wrote Evelyn's second riddle in iambic pentameter

and laid the Cardano grille over it.

- And it didn't work. - (sighs) Exactly.

- That would be far too easy.

- The second riddle was what again?

- Okay. "No one ate while the scion waited.

Far too confused to follow his mother's words

for his own good."

- Sorry, what is scion? - Uh, a descendant.

Usually someone from a notable family.

- So like Telemachus?

- Yeah, like Telemachus,

but also like John Murtaugh, son of Evelyn,

who was full of words.

Evelyn was obsessed with Greece

and set more than one novel there.

(sighs) Where's Evelyn? (whispers)

Oh, "Shadows of Santorini."

- Yes, let's look for additional Cardano grilles

and hidden papers.

- Okay.

Look at this one?

"Greek To Me."

Look at this one. - Yeah, I think this is

some product list. - (speaks faintly) Yeah.

- Thank you. - And this? Yes!

Why don't we each go through these page by page

and, and see if we find any annotations?

- Oh, might I suggest that we also scan the text

for any reference to the second riddle?

- Yeah. Great, okay, let's settle in.

- Um, if you don't mind,

I'm going to do my reading on the veranda.

I promise to shout if anyone approaches.

(suspenseful music)

(gentle dramatic music)

- I thought maybe we'd see signs

of the killer bunked on the beach overnight,

but there's nothing.

- Hmm.

So now that Emilia's moving closer,

do you think, you know?

- You know how much I adore Em.

- And?

- And we agreed to take it one day at a time.

- Well, just don't spend too many days before acting on it.

We never know how many days we have.

- Especially on this island.

(gentle dramatic music)

- Oh!

- What? - I just realized something.

There's a cryptic code in the second riddle

far more simpler than the Cardano grille.

It's a, it's number substitution.

- I don't follow.

- Okay, no one, use the numerical, ate.

Well, that's a number.

- Oh, I get it. So far too is a two.

- To follow, another two.

- For his. - Four. Exactly.

So 1 8 2 2 4.

- Maybe it's a specific place in one of her books.

Perhaps a page number and a line count.

- Great idea, um, so it could be

page 182, line 24.

(gentle dramatic music)

- Page 182 here is the end of a chapter.

It's only seven lines long.

- My page 182 is the beginning of a chapter

and half the page is empty.

- Mine's a description of a Grecian heir.

Emilia?

- Uh.

(dramatic music)

My page 182, line 24

is the second half of a sentence

where a mother is scolding her disobedient son.

- Like the riddle.

- And line 24 is just one word.

(gentle suspenseful music)

Dexter.

(slow dramatic music)

- Does this mean Dex is the killer?

- We have to tell Stanley.

(book thuds)

- Look, I'll stay here and continue working.

- Okay. Let's go.

(gentle dramatic music) (water sloshing)

- Tom! Anything?

- Nothing. You?

Well, maybe Dex and Khalif had more luck.

- They should be here by now.

(dramatic music) (Janey sighs)

- Well, why don't we go to the golf course?

Maybe we'll meet them on route?

(gentle suspenseful music)

- Stanley?

- Stanley?

We shouldn't have let him wander off.

- He wasn't wandering off.

He was coming to this spot.

- Well, we need to find him.

- I prefer to stay here.

- Okay, you wait here,

Carlos and I'll go and look for him.

- Okay, I'll lock myself into my room.

- Okay.

(gentle suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

(dramatic music)

(golf carts rattling)

(gentle suspenseful music)

- What's that?

That's Khalif.

Khalif!

(Janey pants)

Are you okay?

No, no! Stay down, stay down.

- Well, at least he's not dead.

- Are you hurt? (Khalif groans)

- Where's Dex?

- That's a great question.

(soft gentle suspenseful music)

- [Emilia] Stanley?

(gentle dramatic music)

- [Carlos] Where's he gone?

- Stanley?

(waves sloshing)

We should check the beach.

- (sighs) Let's go.

(slow suspenseful music)

(gentle suspenseful music)

These must be Stanley's.

- Well, this is the only place left.

But why would he come down here?

(gentle suspenseful music)

- Emilia, look! A second set of footprints.

- Well, they go up to the jungle

and they're going toward the deceased's bungalow.

(waves crashing)

(Emilia sighs)

- I really don't like the idea of splitting up.

- Well, I don't like the idea of not finding Stanley.

- All right, scream if you're in trouble.

- You too.

(gentle suspenseful music)

- [Khalif] Ow! Ow!

- Ooh, sorry. Sorry. - Ow!

- I think you'll get quite a headache.

- I already do.

- Khalif, tell me what happened.

- We were driving the range.

Dex saw something in the sand trap, something shiny.

He drove us over here. We got out.

Next thing I remember, you guys are helping me up.

(wind whooshing)

(suspenseful music)

- Guys. Guys!

You're gonna wanna see this.

- You be all right?

- I'm okay. Go, go.

(Khalif groans)

(gentle dramatic music)

- [Tom] That's what I think it is, right?

- Blood? Yeah.

- But Khalif hasn't got any blood on him.

- There's more leading this way.

- What do you wanna do?

- Let's see where it takes us.

Janey help Khalif. Tom, you ride with me.

- Right.

(soft suspenseful music) (waves crashing)

(suspenseful music)

(water burbling)

(object clicks) (suspenseful music)

(object thuds)

(door creaks)

(suspenseful music continues)

(soft ominous music)

(object thuds)

(soft ominous music continues)

(Emilia gasps) (club thuds)

(man grunts and thuds)

(gentle dramatic music) (gold carts rattling)

(suspenseful music)

- It's getting heavier.

- Which means it's a wound that's not been taken care of.

Is it possible Dex attacked you and you fought back?

- I'm pretty sure I'd remember that.

- Let's follow it.

(Khalif groans) - No, no.

You should stay here.

- Not a chance. I wanna this guy.

(gentle suspenseful music)

- Tom, go to the top of the tower, yell if you see anything.

- Jason, this is the storyline

you were working on two months ago.

- I'm aware. That's not good news for Dex.

- You all right?

- (groans)Thank you.

- I'm so sorry.

- No, no, it's my fault. I shouldn't have-

- I heard a noise.

You found Stanley.

- Yeah, and I hit him.

- Because I foolishly crept up on her.

- What are you doing here?

- Well, I was getting nowhere with the book,

so I thought I'd take a walk, clear my head,

wound up here and thought a soak in the hot tub

would be a good idea.

I, uh, realize this all sounds a tad suspicious.

- It does, yeah.

- More than a tad.

How do we know you weren't meeting your accomplice here?

- Um, well, I suppose you don't.

- Because somebody was drinking a glass of wine.

Was that you?

- It wasn't.

I didn't even enter the place until I heard something.

I was tempted by the hot tub, like I told you.

- Emilia, did you look in the bedroom?

- Not yet.

- Why don't we all go look?

- Sure. (sighs)

(somber suspenseful music)

(Emilia gasps)

(suspenseful music)

- (sighs) Looks like someone's targeting members

of your team, Stanley.

(dramatic music)

- Surely someone saw my notes on "Murder at the Ruins."

- That seems highly likely.

- Well, then the killer must be someone among us.

- Janey.

(somber music)

Just remember who you can trust.

- There's blood on the window!

Like a lot, a lot of blood!

(Janey exclaims)

- [Janey] Dexter's hat.

- I think whoever wounded Dex threw him from the tower.

No one could survive that fall.

(somber music)

That's two dead.

- So it would appear that all the members

of the " Mystery Mountain" team are potential targets.

- Why? That makes no sense.

- The second clue led us to believe that Dex was the killer,

but that's been proven wrong.

- Khalif, you remember nothing?

- Not a thing.

- Isn't it far more likely,

if there is an inside man among us,

that the killer is working with somebody

from the "Mystery Island" team?

- Excuse me! - What?

- Why?

Oh, just because you found,

uh, a bunch of photos of you guys.

- Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying.

- Well, maybe those were put there

to throw suspicion on one of you!

(all yelling)

- None of us are thinking clearly.

I suggest we all go to our rooms

to rest and clear our heads.

- Wise words, Emilia.

- I prefer to go to my original room on my own.

- I think that's best for all of us.

(somber music) (chairs scraping)

(gentle dramatic music)

(Emilia sighs)

- It's not making sense.

(knuckles rapping)

Jason?

- [Jason] How'd you guess?

- You're not sleeping.

- Neither are you. Despite telling everyone we needed rest.

(door thuds)

- I rested.

- For what, 30 seconds?

- It may have been 40.

I just, I- I can't stop thinking.

- Oh, you wanna bounce some stuff off me?

- Yeah, that usually works quite well.

- It does indeed.

(Emilia sighs)

(quirky dramatic music)

- So instead of thinking about the evidence,

we should consider the mind of the killer.

- Good thing you're an expert.

You started to formulate a profile of the killer?

- That's what's off. There's no consistency.

See, Regan's murder shows extensive planning,

whereas Dex's is simply opportunistic.

Regan's murder is bloodless,

whereas Dex's is quite the opposite.

- That makes the theory of two killers pretty viable.

One being the muscle, the other being the brains.

- Possibly, but what if the two-killer notion

is a deception to instill fear and division among us?

What if there's simply one killer who has access

to all the "Mystery Mountain" files,

who understands psychology and how to create fear,

and who knows enough about profiling

to vary their methods of murder

in an effort to confuse us?

- You're talking about Stanley.

- (sighs) You had the same thought?

- Plus, I didn't buy his reasons for wandering away

from you and Inga and Carlos.

- Exactly, and not just to the veranda,

but then to the jacuzzi?

- So for that to be the case, he would've had time

to leave his book at the veranda, get to the golf course,

attack Khalif and Dex, drag the wounded Dex to the tower,

throw him off and still get back in time

to wash off any blood spatter.

- Yeah. So how should we proceed?

- I wanna talk to Stanley, see how he reacts.

- Alone or?

- You coming down.

(dramatic music)

- Hang on. - Yeah?

- Maybe you should go in first.

He's more likely to let you in if you're alone.

- 'Cause I'm some dumb cop,

and you're a brilliant criminal profiler.

- Well, I wouldn't put it that way.

- Stanley might.

- Maybe.

And then once you've had a chance to hit him

with some preliminary questions, I'll knock on the door.

- Are we working together?

- No. We've each come of our own volition.

- I like it. Keep him off my eyes.

- Precisely.

(knuckles rapping)

- Jason Trent!

Stanley! (knuckles rapping)

(metal clanging) (wind whooshing)

I think he's opening the window.

(door handle rattles)

(door thuds) (dramatic music)

Stanley!

- Don't move, Detective. - Stanley, now come on.

- [Stanley] I don't wanna hurt you,

but you gotta listen to me.

- [Jason] I'm listening.

- [Stanley] Huh? Are you listening?

- I am listening, Stanley.

- Somebody's trying to frame me.

I am being framed! - Okay!

And I will listen to you, Stanley,

if you put down- - Do you believe me?

- Do you understand me?

But you got to listen to me.

- Somebody is trying to frame me.

- I understand that.

- Yeah? I want you to believe me.

- I understand- - Stanley!

(Stanley grunts and exclaims)

- Now, let's make this official.

You are under arrest for assaulting an officer.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law and you have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,

one will be provided for you.

Do you understand these rights as I've read them?

- I know my Miranda rights and I don't mind talking

because I'm telling you I did not kill Regan or Dex.

And by Monday, when your colleagues

from the police force arrive, I promise you they'll agree.

Now, if you would please uncuff me.

Thank you. - Don't thank me.

I'm locking you up.

- Emilia, you gotta believe me.

I'm being framed! (exclaims)

(Stanley grunts)

(gentle suspenseful music)

(Emilia sighs)

(Stanley grunts and pants)

(dramatic music)

Storage room?

- Well, for now it's a holding cell.

- Listen, you said I was under arrest for assaulting you.

Does that mean you don't think I killed them?

- Stanley, you are my prime suspect.

I might be adding murder to your list of charges

when my colleagues get here on Monday,

but for now, assaulting an officer's more than enough

to hold you.

- Well, can you please uncuff me then?

- I'll be back.

(door thuds)

(keypad beeping)

(lock buzzes)

(suspenseful music)

(Stanley sighs)

Hey.

- You get Stanley secured?

- I did. Yeah.

- And he actually pulled a knife on you?

- I brought them all up to speed.

- I never trusted Stanley.

- Yeah. Yeah, me neither.

- I thought it was Dex you didn't trust?

- Oh, well I didn't, but clearly I was mistaken about Dex.

But no, I felt that Stanley was extremely suspicious

with the whole, "I don't know anything about the game

because I was called away by the FBI," story.

- Well, what's Stanley saying now?

- Nothing yet. I wanted to talk to you all first.

Best to go into an interview with some ammunition.

Who knows anything about Dr. Stanley Williams?

- He's a criminal psychologist, a university professor,

and he consults with the FBI.

He's well respected.

- He also wrote a seminal book on criminal profiling.

"Mind of a Killer."

- Might turn out to be an autobiographical title.

- So you do think that he murdered Regan and Dex?

- I'm not sure yet, but he's certainly my prime suspect.

- I got a bad vibe from him right away.

He kept saying that he knew me from somewhere.

- And you don't know him?

- No.

- I think we need to talk to the surviving members

of the "Mystery Mountain" team.

(gentle dramatic music)

(waves sloshing) (seagulls squawking)

Thank you for meeting with us.

- Of course. Where's Stanley?

- In custody.

- I don't understand.

- I went to talk to Stanley and he assaulted me.

- What? - With a knife.

Thanks to Emilia, I was able to turn the tables on him.

I have him locked in a secured room.

- Well, that's- - Shocking.

I had several discussions

with Stanley about futility of violence.

- Interesting.

What else can either of you tell us about Stanley?

- Well. - Well, has no children,

no family.

He's quite devoted to his work.

And he's writing on a sequel to his book.

- Yeah, that's what I got from him too.

Although he didn't spend the week here with us,

just came in the day before you guys.

But I did get to talk to him

about his work profiling killers.

- What did he say?

- He said that murder can be quite energizing.

I mean, I thought he meant talking to murderers.

Now I see how it could maybe be

like he was revealing something.

- Thank you both.

I'm gonna go question Stanley.

Won't you join me? - Of course.

- Might I suggest that the rest of us remain here

and work out the third riddle of Evelyn's?

It might yet prove helpful.

(gentle suspenseful music)

(keypad beeping)

(lock buzzes)

- Oh, hello.

- Did you fall over?

- Just tried to get some sleep.

But the combination of handcuffs and concrete

made it difficult.

- I'll tell you what, Stanley, if you promise

not to do anything stupid, I'll let you loose.

- I promise.

(Stanley grunts and groans)

Thank you.

(Stanley groans)

- Have a seat.

- May I ask?

- We're asking the questions.

- Understood.

- Did you rig the device that killed Regan?

- I did not.

- Did you attack Khalif and murder Dex?

- Certainly not.

- But you don't have an alibi for Dex's murder?

- Oh yes, I'm painfully aware of that.

But still, I didn't do it.

Honestly, I thought the two of you were better at this,

which is why I'm shocked you've been tricked

into thinking I'm the killer.

- We never said you were the killer.

- Oh, good. So I can go then.

- Sit down.

Why do you think you're being framed?

- Because I am.

- Why would Khalif or Inga wanna frame you?

- I would assume so they don't get caught.

But you're assuming it's one of our team

and not one of your team.

- We have plenty of history with our team.

- Not Tom Robinson, you don't.

You have no history with him, but I do.

- You said you thought you knew him.

- Yes, I suppose it took being locked up in here

to bring it back to me.

It's been a couple years.

Tom wasn't quite as fit, had shorter hair,

but he was a student of mine at GW.

As you know, I was an adjunct professor,

taught a couple of classes there.

But I know why Tom pretended not to remember me.

- Why?

- Because I turned him in for plagiarism,

which led to his expulsion.

- Did he confront you about it at the time?

- Only via email.

He said something to the effect

that I destroyed his life

and he was gonna make me pay for that.

And now I'm afraid he may have found a way to do just that.

(dramatic music)

(group chattering)

- Yes, poor Dex.

Oh, Jason. Has Stanley confessed?

- Not yet. Do you mind if I borrow Bennett?

- Oh no, of course.

Bex? (gentle dramatic music)

- How can I help?

- This may seem like a strange question,

but where did Tom go to college?

- Uh, the University of the Virgin Islands.

- So not George Washington University?

- Oh no, he did in fact begin his degree there.

- Do you know why he transferred?

- No idea. Is this somehow pertinent to our situation?

- It might be. Could you ask him to come in here please?

- Yes, of course.

- I can't help but bring up the fact

that this new revelation from Stanley

is now dividing members of our own team.

- Fits your profile of the killer. I get it.

- Hey guys, what's up?

- Tom, you started your undergrad

at George Washington University.

- Wow, uh, not what I was expecting, (chuckles)

but yeah, yeah, I was at GW for a year.

Why? - Why did you leave?

- Well, um, (scoffs) I met a girl over spring break

and she was at the University of the Virgin Islands.

I was just, just madly in love with her,

so I transferred.

- So you weren't expelled from GW?

- No.

- Was Stanley Williams one of your professors there?

- I don't believe this. Is that guy accusing me?

- Just answer the question.

- Fine. The, the answer is no.

I didn't have Stanley as a professor.

I didn't even know he taught there.

I- I was a business major.

My specialty was in hospitality management.

(scoffs) I never saw that guy until yesterday,

I swear to you.

- Okay.

Thank you.

- Am I a suspect?

- Everyone's a suspect until they're not.

- Okay.

- Why don't you go and head to the game room?

- Sure.

(soft ominous music)

- We have no way of knowing

which one of them is telling the truth.

- But the fact that Stanley knew Tom

was at GW and left prematurely-

- Is not a good look for Tom.

(suspenseful music)

- Janey, darling. - Thank you.

Oh grand. Should we report on our progress?

- That would be great. Yeah.

- Right.

According to Stanley, Regan wrote AI Evelyn's scripts

and only she knew the answer to the riddles.

But is this true?

Add to it, the killer certainly intended Regan's murder

as a mockery to the Telemachus solution

from riddle number one.

Right, so it makes sense

that Regan shared the riddle solution

with the killer who then killed her

because she found out who the killer was.

- (sighs) It sounds a bit circular and logic, Janey.

- But does it?

Or does it sound like the kind of twisted thinking

a killer like Stanley is capable of?

No, so why kill Dex?

I mean, perhaps he figured out who the killer was,

but maybe the killer is planning

on killing everyone on the island.

A serial killer, like the ones that Stanley profiles.

- Serial killers follow patterns in their murders.

They don't vary their methods.

Except for Lonnie Alfred.

- He's behind bars.

- A copycat or someone close to him?

- Well, yes, like Stanley.

- Okay.

Okay, um, what about the third riddle then?

Um, "The evening sun is hidden, shrouded in deception,

with discovery comes failure."

- Well, yes, (sighs) the Cardano grille, it didn't work.

And obviously there are no number substitutions.

- We thought about what would hide the sun,

and went down the cloud route.

Deception would equal clouds.

And that didn't get us anywhere.

- And I didn't find any other traditional

code models being used.

- Can I raise a question? What if Stanley isn't the killer?

Or he's working with an accomplice

who's still at large on the island?

- Yes. I do not relish the idea of staying another night.

Even with locked bedroom doors.

- I'd feel safer if we were all together.

- Might I suggest that we all sleep in here

and then take shifts keeping watch?

- Yes. That's a great idea.

- Jason, what do you think

of us all staying the night in here,

and then taking turns to keep watch?

- That's good thinking. - Yeah.

- Em, there's something I need to show you.

Yeah. - Yeah.

(suspenseful music)

- Did you talk to Tom Robinson?

- Sit down, Stanley.

We did. And he said he left GW for different reasons.

- Oh, well, then I'm sure he is telling the truth

and I'm lying.

- Speaking of not being truthful,

when were you planning on telling us

that you'd been in contact with Lonnie Alfred,

the London serial killer I got to confess?

- I would assume that's a rhetorical question.

- Letters from Lonnie Alfred to you,

which Jason found in your room.

"What if I told you I had a partner in my work?

We can only discuss in person. Can you come to London?"

You told us you couldn't write with Regan

because you were called away.

Called away by Lonnie Alfred?

- Is Lonnie's partner now your partner?

Are they on this island?

- You found some letters.

You're leaping to a lot of conclusions.

- Fill in the blanks for us.

- Hmm. I think I'm done talking.

(somber suspenseful music)

- [Jason] Hey, you okay?

- (sighs) I should have told you sooner,

but ever since the Lonnie Alfred case,

I- I- I feel like I'm being followed.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Aw, I thought I was being paranoid.

I've been through this before.

- You can always confide in me.

- I know.

I- I didn't want to raise any alarms

until I had some proof.

- If it was someone associated with Lonnie,

why would they go after Regan?

- Unless Regan wasn't the intended victim.

(suspenseful music)

(dart whooshes) (Regan exclaims)

(dramatic music) - Oh!

(screen whooshes)

- Honey. You're allergic.

- I was the target.

- I hate to say it, but it makes the most sense.

(gentle dramatic music)

- I need to go and check on Janey.

(footsteps tapping)

- Brought you a pillow and blanket.

- Oh, you're the best.

- I know this probably isn't the time,

but don't you think that Khalif is rather handsome?

- (chuckles) Not the time.

- Okay, fair, but I don't think it's just me

thinking about what tonight could be,

if we weren't only worried about a killer on the loose?

Like you and Jason, hm?

(gentle music)

- (sighs) One day at a time.

- I am so over that cliche.

- Let me help you with that.

- Thank you.

(gentle music)

Hm?

(waves sloshing)

- Grounds are clear.

- [Emilia] (sighs) It is a beautiful sunset.

- It's always bothered me.

- The sunset?

- No, uh, the fact that we say the sun is setting

when really we're just turning away from it.

- Jason! You're a genius.

- Well, it was Copernicus.

- No! No, I mean the third riddle.

Of course, the three riddles form a profile. (scoffs)

- You've lost me.

- The third riddle starts,

"The evening sun is hidden."

Well, why is the sun hidden?

Because the Earth turns away from it.

Now I use the homophone, S-O-N,

and who's turning away from him?

Mother Earth.

- Right, and the answer to the first riddle

was a son, Telemachus.

- Yeah, a, a prince with no power. A scion.

- And the answer to the second riddle, the invisible man.

- Someone nobody sees.

And now this son, whose mother turns away from him.

Put it all together, it's what I suspected.

John Murtaugh. (gentle dramatic music)

(water sloshing) (gentle music)

I feel like I should say something to Jason about it.

Well, should I go and get him, or just wait?

I talked to him, I didn't get anything.

Oh, good morning. I didn't want to wake you.

- Is everything all right? - Yeah, I just,

I realized something this morning.

- About the third riddle? - Which we know

is connected to John Murtaugh.

- Right. - He's dead,

I know, but there's a part of him that's not.

(suspenseful music)

- John Murtaugh. Still a presence, even from the grave.

- What are we looking for?

- I'm not sure exactly,

but I have a feeling this was put here for a reason.

- Agreed. It must be a clue.

- "The sun is hidden." Evelyn's son!

- Is that hologram lady coming back?

I didn't love her.

- The third line of the poem is "Shrouded in deception."

- That's it. The beard.

- The beard that John Murtaugh was wearing

as a disguise when he was shot with the arrow.

- On the right side of his neck.

(screen whooshes)

(somber music)

- This man is really and truly dead.

(screen whooshes)

(stone scraping)

- Whoa!

- I didn't see that coming.

(suspenseful music)

- Those look like Stanley's glasses.

- Jason.

(gentle suspenseful music)

- Stay here.

(suspenseful music)

(Jason gasps)

(dramatic music)

Em!

- Looks like blood splatter

- And a bullet hole.

(sighs) He was in my custody.

- Hey, don't go there.

This isn't your fault, but we should tell the others.

(gentle dramatic music)

(gentle ominous music)

- But so, if the killer didn't break in-

- The keypad is intact, which means they knew the code.

- So Stanley wasn't the killer?

- Or he was the inside man all along

and his partner killed him.

- Which means that we undoubtedly have a killer amongst us.

- On my island.

- Janey, could you take everyone to the game room?

Jason and I will be there in a minute

to come up with a plan.

- Oh. (clears throat)

Everyone.

(soft suspenseful music)

- What's going on?

- (exclaims) Something's bothering me.

(gentle dramatic music)

Why put Stanley's glasses in there?

- That's a really good question.

- Evelyn's whole message was built around the idea

of disappointment in her son.

- What are you saying?

- I think we should write down

everything that's happened since we've arrived.

Not the puzzles, just the plain simple facts.

(slow dramatic music)

(foreboding music)

It's quite clever.

- No argument here.

- (gasps) What are you doing?

- Janey. - We've been looking for you.

- Sorry, we- - You two being in here,

you were making yourselves targets for the killer!

- That's not true. Is it, Khalif?

- What are you talking about?

- It's a lot.

We should chat with everyone at the same time.

- Janey, could you gather everyone on the veranda please?

- Right.

(suspenseful music)

- What is this all about?

- We don't have time for any more gameplay.

- I agree. As of this moment, the game playing is over.

- Well, that's a rather cryptic statement.

- Cryptic and meta, which is

what our "Mystery Island" team have been experiencing,

beginning with a video of the mother

of "Mystery Island"'s founder,

delivering a very cryptic message to us.

- Which we solved last night, and which-

- Jason, forgive me, but we all know this.

And it doesn't change the fact that three people are dead

and there is still a killer out there.

- Three people dead, but yet where are their bodies?

- Well, the killer took Regan's body

to draw us out of the mansion that night.

- Perhaps, but then there's Dex thrown off a tower,

yet a body is nowhere to be found.

- Yes, the killer dragged it away.

- Maybe, but then there's Stanley, shot sometime last night.

His glasses were left behind, but his body was taken?

- Right, so three murders and three missing bodies.

- Evelyn's riddles pointed us to this very meta solution.

The person who isn't what they seem to be is John Murtaugh,

whose final act of his lifetime was to stage a murder

that wasn't a murder.

(screen whooshes)

(trigger clicks) (dart whizzes and thuds)

(suspenseful music) (screen whooshes)

- We should have known this was a mockery of John Murtaugh

as soon as Regan was shot with a remote-controlled dart.

- Ah, h- hang on.

Are you saying that the three people aren't dead?

Because I mean, we all saw Regan die.

You checked her pulse yourself.

- Or she faked her convulsions

and her lack of pulse was due

to her so-called anxiety medication.

(gentle dramatic music)

A beta blocker would slow her heart down enough

that her pulse wouldn't be felt with a hand.

(screen whooshes)

- Khalif, you were the last one to join us

out here after the explosion.

(screen whooshes) (suspenseful music)

- [Emilia] Were you giving Regan a shot of epinephrine

to revive her, enabling her to simply walk out of the house?

(Regan gasping) - Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Come on, come with me.

You're okay, you're okay. That's it.

(screen whooshes)

- Khalif, is this true?

(suspenseful music)

- I'd like to hear what else they have to say.

(gentle dramatic music)

- Remember, Regan's death wasn't the first thing

that went wrong that night.

First was the revelation

of Inga's so-called criminal history.

Inga and Dex's quick exit gave them time

to put explosives onto the Bluetooth terminal,

which could have been triggered by the same remote

that triggered the dart gun, which shot Regan.

- Telemachus roughly translates to Archer,

but it actually means far from battle

because an archer can kill from a distance.

- [Jason] He could have hidden it behind a book

before he insisted we frisk everyone.

- Then Dex, along with a very much alive Regan,

and Khalif, staged his death at the ruins.

(dramatic music)

He wore this hat not only to irritate Janey,

but so there would be a recognizable clothing item

to draw everyone's attention.

- What about Stanley?

- Stanley becomes crucial at this point.

Everything he said and did

was designed to make him our prime suspect.

- [Emilia] He pulled a knife on Jason

to ensure he'd get locked up.

- Making Inga so scared to be here,

we all had to stay in one room together.

- Which gave Dex, Regan, and Stanley plenty of time

to stage Stanley's murder.

Queue us with the replica glasses in the hidden box,

and dispatch one final insult to John Murtaugh.

- A rather brilliant callback

to the original murder of "Mystery Island."

- And a very meta game for us all to play.

- Three murders that, like Murtaugh's,

weren't murders at all.

(group applauding)

(group chuckling)

- Well done!

Bravo. Bravo!

Well done, you two.

I bet Regan you wouldn't be able to solve it.

- And I'm happy to say you owe me a nice big check.

(Dex chuckles)

- Please forgive my bit of deception

about your academic record, Tom.

- No worries, man. This was awesome.

- And Emilia, my apologies

for bringing Lonnie Alfred into this.

I hope I didn't cause you any undue stress.

I respect your work immensely.

- Thank you. - Detective,

I do hope you'll consider dropping the charges.

- We're good.

- But I do have one more thing to say to Dex.

- Oh yeah. What's that?

- Thanks for letting me play the bad guy for once.

(both laugh)

- Hats off to you, Stanley. You're a legend.

- Ah.

- And Carlos, did we meet the gold standard

set by the "Mystery Island" team?

- I am completely blown away.

- And Janey.

- Yes, I must admit I am also blown away.

- Well, I learned from studying the best.

You are incredible at this. I was just trying to keep up.

- Well, I was worried that you would outshine us,

and I think that you might have.

- Nonsense. I'm honored to have you as a mentor.

- Oh, so I'm your boss?

(Dex laughs)

No, no, I think, I think that's about right.

(chuckles) No, I think that we can all agree

that "Mystery Mountain" is in very good hands.

- I second that. - Third.

- To the first of many.

- Hear, hear. (group applauding)

- Well then, (sighs) should we head to the dining room

for a victory lunch?

- Is anyone else starving?

- Oh yes, I'll say. (chuckles)

I think we should get that wonderful ice cream

that we got from Los Angeles.

(uplifting music)

- Not hungry?

- Famished.

- But? - But I've been wanting

to do something for a really long time.

- What?

(birds chirping)

(gentle romantic music)

Almost better than solving any game.

- Agreed.

- I think the best game will be

trying to solve the mystery of you.

(gentle triumphant music)

- Finally.

(bright upbeat music)

(Emilia and Jason chuckle)

(gentle uplifting music)

(upbeat music)

(gentle uplifting music)