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Oh, Nige, you're a lifesaver.

-No, that one's Dr. Macy's.
-Mmm.

Hey, missed you last night.

Oh, sorry about that.
I was on a case

and I thought
it was too late to call.

Too late to call?

This from my 3:00 a.m.
heavy breather?

I was hoping you'd come by.

I had something I wanted
to talk to you about.

Oh, that's good. I have
something I want to talk to you
about, too.

Why does your something
not sound as good as
my something?

Oh, don't get paranoid.
I just want to ask you--

Littleton Village.

Oh, sorry, Pollack.
I hope I'm not...

Oh, no worries, mate.

So, what's Littleton Village?

It's where we're going.

Take the 2 out to Templeton,
north on the 202 and then jog
east on the 12.

Going in this weather?

Some yokel cop drew
the first murder out there

in, like, a century.
He called BPD.

I drew the short stick.
I called Macy, he drew you.

Ah, glad I took his coffee.

Anyhoo, my car's lurching
like it just had a corned beef
at Corelli's.

So, I was kind of hoping that
maybe you'd be willing to
give me a lift.

Sure.

What do you say, Pollack?

Think there's a story
in a small town murder?
We can make it a threesome.

Figuratively speaking.

Much as I'd love to fight
the snow,

I've got a hearing to cover.

Oh, could I take a rain check
on our chats?

[Pollack] Yeah. I'll let you
make it up to me tonight.

Ipolita at 8:00?

I'd love that.

Ipolita sounds great.

Yeah? You'll be back in time?

I'll bring the siren
just in case.

You're a good man, Hoyt.
Despite what she says.

I love you.

Well, well, well.

Sheriff Correll. Call me Davey.

I'm the first responding.

I got Code 1927-B.

I put in the 901-H call
and then I figured

I'd better intercourse
with BPD so I called
in the 914.

Could you give that to us again
in English?

A murder inside.

Oh, you two are gonna
love it here.

This place is so...

-Gory.
-[woman chuckles]

And that's a good thing?

Honeymooners.

[creature howling]

Nice place.

You and Pollack
ever want to get away...

Take your coats?

This is Morton, the caretaker.

I hope the eyes don't
bother you.

Most people see a glass eye,
say it make 'em queasy.

No, no, it's not...

Distracting, I'd imagine.

But better than my feet.

Only got six toes between 'em.

Coats!

Thanks.

Enjoy your stay.

Is it just me, or is this place
a little odd?

Oh, I don't know. Blind butler.

Honeymoon couple
who loves a good murder.

Think you failed to mention
a few details there, Davey.
This is...

Oh, no!
This isn't the crime scene.

This is the exhibit.

Lucy Carver Inn.

Finest tourist hotel
north of Baldwinville.

There's your real body.

[theme music playing]

[camera shutter clicking]

Sorry. I'm just trying to
learn from the pro.

I mean, the closest thing
we got to a crime spree
around here

was a rash of vandalism
last summer.

It was a raccoon.

Hey, Jordan, check it out.

This guy lost his head.

They're exact replicas
of the rampage.

Right down
to the broken teacup.

Oh, yeah, um...

The victim is James Rivers
from Baltimore, MD.

Uh, checked in two weeks ago
to "Soak up the ambiance
and write a bestseller."

Depressed fractures
to the skull probably
caused hemorrhage.

There are a lot of blows.
I'm guess poor Mr. Rivers
here felt every one.

I wonder why she did this.

Because she loved him too much.

Albert, I mean.

Lucy found him in bed
with someone else.

Esther Moffet, Room Five.
And she just snapped.

She was my great-
great-grandmother.

Why kill the others?

Well, Dudley, it seems,
saw something
that he shouldn't have.

And poor Officer Kimmel.
He was just in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

What about Mr. Rivers here?

Was he just in the wrong
place at the wrong time?

Mr. Rivers

helped me in the kitchen.

Tea, anyone?

[Jordan] I'll tell you
one thing about Mr. Rivers.

He wasn't killed in there.

No blood spatter.
The body was moved.

Do you know anything about
our entourage over there?

Besides the fact they like to
vacation with the dead?

People like the forbidden.

[thud]

But we have ghosts.

[Davey] Frances has a point.

There's no sign
of forced entry.
The place was locked.

So technically, a ghost could
have killed Mr. Rivers.

My money's on
one of these guys.

Do not react. Seriously.

[sighs] Ta-da!

Any jokes, any smirks,
any comments at all,
I will hit you.

Our Lily has a date.

It is not a date.
It's the opera.

Jeffrey and I are going
to the opera.

Madame Butterfly.

Jeffrey?

Yeah, Brandau.

You know, the pipsqueak A.D.A.?

You're dressed up for him?

I called next of kin
from the Social
you found on him.

Turns that Preston Davis here
isn't Preston Davis at all.

Unless he died six years ago
in Utah and he's 76.

Well, he's not exactly
the Preston Davis type, is he?

There's a steep black market
in Social Security numbers.

Illegals use them to get jobs,
bank accounts.

So what happened to the bloke?

Bug, what happened to him?

Uh, stab wound
to the back of the neck.

BU rower found him
floating in the Charles.

You know, you look...

If there's a punch line
to that, stifle it.

No, I was just...

My husband,
he didn't come home.

And I check all the hospitals
and they told me that I...

Jose and I, that's his name,

we come to this country
after my son was born.

Jose, he has speak out
against the wrong people.

And we couldn't risk my son.

You did the right thing
for him.

My mother, she...

She died two days ago.

And we had to get
Joselito here,
but that costs much.

Because he has no visa.

I should go.

We're here to help,
Mrs. Alvarez.

No one's looking into
why you're here
or how you got here.

We just want to find out
who hurt your husband.

There was a man at the bank.

Jose thought that he would
help us get the money.

Mr. Raleigh.

Jose went to go see
Mr. Raleigh.

So you were in your room
at the time of the murder?

In bed.

I'm not sure I
would've heard anything.

We were...

[chuckles]

I was taking a bath.

At 3:00 in the morning?

It was my son's idea.

Can I go
to the morgue sometime?

It's such a happy place.

Just the facts, please.

The fact is,

my son scares me.

'Cause I like to touch blood.

Wow.

I was still in the bath.

-[Woody] Did you kill him?
-No.

No.

No.

Absolutely not.

No.

Are you really asking me that?

[sighs]

We've got nothing.
No one saw anything.

And if we believe
their stories,
they all alibi out.

Except Morton,
since he found the body.

The blind guy with no toes?

Actually, he's got six.

And I told him to be here.

Yeah, so where is he?

Morton!

Morton?

Hard to find sometimes.
He wanders.

He always finds his way back?

He knows this place
better than anyone.
Been here his whole life.

One thing you should know
about Morton.

He believes that Lucy's
still alive.

Lucy, as in the ghost?

Yeah, so when he says
that a "thump-drag-thump"
led him to the body,

it's hard to know what's real
and what's his scotch talking.

-This is cute.
-Authentic hearse.

We'll put bodies in there
come Halloween. Should be fun.

Okay. Well, blind or not,
Morton's the one who found
the body.

He has no alibi. And when it
came time to be questioned,

he bolted. So. Morton!

That's a new one on me.

They kill you when you
try to make a withdrawal?

Just ask him.

[Raleigh] I don't care.
Get it done, Bobby.

Mr. Raleigh,
thanks for coming down.
I'm Detective Seely.

[Raleigh sighs] I understand
there's some dead customer

I was supposed to have
met with yesterday.

Nope.

Really? Because his widow
was quite sure it was you
who he met with.

Do you know what we do
at a bank?

We keep money.
Lots and lots
of people's money.

Sure, he may have come in.
Lots of people come in.

Just look at the picture, sir.

[exhales] Nope.

Now if that's all.

Actually,

banks being what they are,
places where you keep
lots and lots of money,

you also have security cameras.

I'd appreciate it if you'd
let me take a look at
the videos from yesterday.

Freak thing.

Whoever was in charge
of resetting the machines
last night

forgot to change the tapes.

Yesterday's tapes
got taped over.

I know.
It really upset me, too.

Surveillance tapes
can be invaluable.

I hope I've been helpful.

Rivers' room. He may have
been dragged from here.

The killer dragged him
up the landing,

down the stairs,
and all the way
into the parlor.

I mean, why didn't he just
take him right out
the front door,

bury him in the snow?
He wouldn't have been found
till the spring thaw.

Hey, kids, this isn't a show.

Oh. No problem.

I hope we weren't too...

Loud in there.

[both laughing]

[eerie noise]

Let me guess.

Decoration.

But this isn't.

This is a crime scene.

Guess that explains
the "thump-drag-thump"
that Morton heard.

Not a ghost, but a body being
dragged down the stairs.

Or a ghost carrying
the body down the stairs.

What kind of ghost steals
luggage tags?

Look, no wallet. No phone.
No ID. All MIA.

Someone does not
want us to know
who Mr. Rivers really is.

Hey, Nige.
Nige, can you hear me?

Look, uh, Mr. Rivers' body's
coming to the morgue.

Just run it for prints
and do whatever you can...

[woman screaming]

Morton's like family.
I can't...

I'm sorry. I...

I hate to bother you.

Oh, no. That's okay.
I know you must be scared.

Well, actually,
he wants to know
if he could touch the body.

No.

-No?
-See, I told you.

[sighs]

Someone did not want him
talking to us.

Question is, is it one of them?

Or maybe Morton's right.
Maybe it is Lucy's ghost.

No one's going anywhere.

The road
down the mountain's closed.

Snowed in. Happens every year.
No way in or out.

Man, how exciting is this?

Then you two will be
spending the night.

Of course, we only have
one room available.

I hope that's not a problem.

The body has defensive wounds.

And Raleigh had a bandage
on his hand.

A thousand bucks says
he got it
from killing Mr. Alvarez.

You think he did it
at the bank?

Well, why else
would he erase the tapes?

The only thing I can't figure,

TOD is around noon.
Middle of the day.

How did Raleigh get the body
out without being seen?

Why didn't you search the bank?

Seely's trying to get a warrant
from the D.A.'s office.

But the truth is, we don't
have a shred of physical
evidence to get one.

Someone cleaned the body
and I doubt this is gonna help.

Huh.

It's the murder weapon.

I mean, it could be anything.

A small letter opener or...

Hey, is that new perfume...

Lily?

Oh, you look...

Ha! Ah...

Wow.

Oh, this? It's just...

Uh, hey, uh, would you like
to make a donation?

It's the saddest story.

It's political refugees.
They...

Oh, Noemi Alvarez.

-You know her?
-Detective Seely called,

uh, looking to get
a search warrant.

And, um, I heard
that you were involved.

And I figured we could
work together.

That's wonderful.
Maybe you could help us
nail the banker that did this.

Yeah, I'd like nothing better.

If he did it.

Though I have to say
it's Mrs. Alvarez's story
that has holes in it.

Wait a minute.
She's the victim here.

Well, technically,
her husband's the victim.

Though, truth be told,
it does look like
they're both illegals. So...

Well, in any event she's gonna
have to answer
some hard questions.

You start pulling her in,
you know what's gonna happen.
She'll be deported.

Well, if she's here
illegally... I-I...

[chuckles nervously] Um...

Well, the opera's starting
soon, so maybe we...

Maybe we shouldn't.

It's just business, Lily.

Not to me.

Did...

[scoffs]

Why don't you take it?

No, that's okay. No,
I'll be fine on the couch.

That is not a couch.
It's a, uh, um...

Come on.
Let's just share the bed.

It's not like
we're getting totally naked.

It's, like, -20 in here.

You're right. You know,
at least we'll both
get some sleep.

Uh...

So, do you think the body's
gonna be okay out in that tent?

With Davy Crockett
watching the door with
a 12-gauge?

Nobody's getting past him.

Whoa, who, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are you doing?

What?

That's my side of the bed.

Oh, it is?

Um, yeah. I, uh...

I always sleep on the left.

Okay, fine. If you're gonna
be picky about it.

Thanks.

-[Jordan grunts]
-Sorry. I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's okay, Woody.

You really don't have
a side of the bed?

No, no. Actually,
you know what?

I never even thought
about it. So...

What kind of person doesn't
have a side of the bed?

[thud]

[woman chuckling]

[woman moaning]

[couple moaning]

[both sighing]

So how are things
with you and Pollack?

[moaning continues]

Hey, what are you... Oh.

What are you doing here?

Waiting for Cavanaugh.

It's gonna be a long wait.
They're snowed in.

Snowed in?

Don't worry. They got a hotel.
Nice room--

Oh, great.
With a guy she used to date.

Hey, I thought things
were good between you two.

So did I.

Um, look. I mean, you know her.

What do you think? About us?

Well, I just feel like,

well, maybe we're moving
a little too fast.

And he's a great guy.
Don't get me wrong.

Uh, it's been a lot of fun.

And, you know, it's nice

feeling like a woman.
You know what I mean?

Is that a rhetorical question?

No, it's not what
I think, Pollack.

It's what you think.

What do you feel?

But it just feels like
something's...

Missing.

I don't know.

Maybe. You know, he's...

He's smart and...

She's infuriating.

And he's funny. And...

Then she makes me laugh.

Hmm.

And the sex is great.

I mean... Sometimes it's--

Yeah, too much information
there, mate.

-Right, yeah.
-Thanks.

[sighs] I don't know.

You still haven't answered
the question.

How do you feel?

You asking for my opinion?

Yeah.

For real? Because...

Let's face it, Jordan.
The last few months for you
and I have been a little...

Weird, and I don't want to...

No, I want your opinion.

I think you already know.

I think we always know
what we want deep down.

Not what we say we want,
but what we really want.

Then again, what do I know?

No, I think you're right.

I think you're exactly right.

When did you get so smart?

Well, call me a romantic,
but I figure that
if you can't imagine

your life without
that someone in it.

If...

Every day would be diminished
if you weren't with her,

then you'll know.

And then you won't have
to ask a Pommy bastard like me.

-[man roars]
-[woman screams]

They're at it again.

Oh, to be young and in love.

[woman] Stop it! Ahhh! Ahhh!

That wasn't coming
from next-door.

That wasn't that kind
of a scream.

[man] What?

Someone's out in the tent.

I don't suppose a gun
is gonna help us
if this is a ghost.

It's no ghost.

[woman] No. No.

[woman] Go on!

[man] No, you take it.

-[Woody] Hey!
-[man gasps]

All right, come on, everybody,
let's go.

Nothing to see here.
Let's move it.
Move it in there.

You two. In there. Sit.

Hey, how come
you didn't wake me...

Yeah, not the time, Davey.

A picture tells
a thousand words.
Found this next to the body.

You slaughtered two people
and you wanted pictures?

No, it's just...

Oh, Kara, please,
please talk fast.

I am itching to read
you your rights.

No, no. It was a honeymoon
present for Keith.

I've never had my picture
taken with a real live
dead person.

You had Morton's glass eye.

You wanted another
piece of him.

She found it in the snow.

It's just, we needed
a souvenir.

Doing a honeymoon tour
of famous murder scenes.

Lizzie Borden Inn.
The Black Dahlia
killing fields.

[cell phone ringing]

Oh, God.

Hey, Nige. Give me a second.
What are you doing up?

[Nigel] Hey, I've been
trying to call you for hours.

Fascinating bloke,
your James Rivers.

I ran those prints
like you asked.

[static on line]
He's a real man of mystery.

The abridged version,
please, before I lose you.

Okay. The address he gave
the hotel does not exist.

I repeat, it does not exist.
He doesn't even exist.

At least not as James Rivers.

Okay, not who he isn't.
Who he is.

James Larremy. No priors.
But here's
the fascinating stuff.

He was born
in Littleton Village,
where you are right now.

So why does a man return
to his hometown under an alias?

And end up
getting himself killed?

Thanks, Nige.

Hello?

When you come to this country,

you cannot work.
Not for real wages.

You cannot get a job
unless you are legal.

And you cannot get legal
unless you have a job.

Unless you can find an ID.

Someone told us that
Mr. Raleigh could help.

If you pay a lot of money,

he makes it so
that you can work.

And he does this for
a lot of people?

He takes you to his safety
deposit room.

It's private. No cameras.

He promised that the Social
Security cards were real.

That we use them to get jobs,

to open an account,
to get credit.

But first we had to pay.

$5,000.

But we didn't have the money.
So he did us a favor.

He said that he would take
the rest out of our deposits.

25% of all the money
that we put into the account.

All we wanted to do
was to bring my son here.

Mrs. Alvarez, I can help find
your husband's killer,

but you're here illegally.

And I think you need
to realize that, um, I...

You want evidence?
I've got evidence.

It's from his lower back.
B-E-S-T.

It was buried in a tattoo,
but it was
a lividity depression.

Which means it's from
wherever Raleigh stashed him
after the murder.

Which could be anywhere.

We know that Raleigh
erased the tapes,

which puts the crime
at the bank.

Probably in the safety
deposit room.

Were you listening
to her, Jeffrey?

She lost everything.
She can't go home.

I don't pick and choose
which laws to uphold.

Of course you do.
That's what D.A.s do.

Yeah, but you've got
the feds involved.

You hand them this,
they owe you a big chit.

That's how it works. Isn't it?

Jeffrey.

That's why Seely
wasn't invited
to your little inquest.

We want that warrant.

[Keith] Is this necessary?

[Kara] I want to see the jail.

[Woody] You sure
the Hall of Records
will be open?

[Davey] Yeah, I have a key.

Don't you love
how exciting this is?

I mean, James Rivers really
isn't James Rivers.
He's James Larremy.

You know, only nobody really
knows who Larremy is.

You know, I bet
if we find that out,

we may actually
get a motive for this--

Easy now, Columbo.
Let's just get going.

-You sure your jeep is
gonna make it through this?
-[scoffs]

[jeep engine cranking]

[Woody] Perfect.

Look on the bright side.

There is no bright side.

Breaker, breaker.
This is Sheriff Davey.

Any of you got a 20 on Big Al?
We need a tow.

I'll see what I can do.

[Bug sighs] There's nothing
in here that looks like

it could match
that lividity mark.

And it's all too clean.

It still doesn't make sense.

I mean, even if Raleigh
cleans the room,

how did he get the body
out of here

without being seen?

Bug, it's cracked.

That matches the shape
of the murder weapon.

All right.

Alvarez is desperate to get
money to bring his son here.

When Raleigh says,
"No," he gets upset.

It escalates into a fight.
The picture falls.

And Raleigh slams him
against this hook.

Damn it.
Raleigh cleaned that, too.

I thought you could use
refreshment.

Search warrant gave us
access to your accounts.

Your name appears on 212
of them opened for dead people.

I'm the manager.
My name appears
on thousands of accounts.

That doesn't mean
I control who sets them up.

You're talking about people

who use these stolen Social
Security numbers to defraud
the bank.

To take jobs away
from Americans.

The bank is the victim here.

You son of a bitch.

[sighs] It's a shame
about the coffee.

I'll get someone
from the cleaning staff
to get that up.

They're quite good.

You live around death
for so long,

there's an instinct to be

numb to this type of tragedy,
but it's horrible.

So, do you think
the honeymooners killed him?

Well, there's no prints
around his eye socket,

which supports their story
that Kara found
the prosthetic eye in the snow.

And there's none
of their trace on his body.

So they're telling the truth.

I thought they were
such nice people.

So in love, don't you think?

Oodles.

This doesn't make any
sense, though.

What is it?

There's no hemorrhaging
inside the wound.

It's postmortem.
It wasn't cause of death.

Cyanide.

In the flask? Poison?

Why? What?

Davey gave him that flask.

He gave it to him right before
you and the detective got here.

Okay. Excuse me.

I hope your friend's okay.

I think it's the radiator hose.

It's either cracked
or somebody cut it.

Damn. It won't move.

Hey, do you have a screwdriver?

[couple screaming]

It's okay.
Everything's fine.
We've got it under control.

Wolf. Over there eyeing you.

Nasty buggers
this time of the year.

Especially when they
haven't eaten.

Gunshot must've scared him off.

How about a little
warning next time, Rambo?

Radiator hose is busted.
May have even been cut.

Who could've done that?

Hey, my car won't start.
Is there a phone
that I can use?

Okay.

Hey, any luck?

Seely searched Raleigh's
house, his cars.

Even the boat he keeps
at the marina.

Nothing?

You know, it just doesn't
make any sense.

Mr. Alvarez couldn't fit
inside a safety deposit box.

There's no way that Raleigh
can make the body vanish.

Where's the safety deposit
box room?

It's right here.
They just don't label it.

They don't want people
getting hold of the blueprints

and figuring out
how to break in.

That's one big room.

That's, like, at least
the size of this room.

You are brilliant.
And I am so stupid.

The safety deposit box room
is less than half this size.

So what's in the rest
of that space?

[truck honks]

Hey, Big Al.

One of you boys call
for some service?

Nice cologne you got on there,
Detective.

You're like a young buck.

So, you've lived here
your whole life.

Except the year I spent
in Vegas.

I had dreams
of being a showgirl.

Um, can I run a name
by you, Big Al?

Oh, you can call me Alice.

Okay. Alice, do you know
a James Larremy?

Lots of Larremys. No James.

Nope. Oh, wait.

I think Bill Larremy had
a younger brother, Jimmy.

Family moved away
about 20 years ago.

After Bill did what he did.

What did he did?

Left his fiancee at the altar.

The wedding was a huge event.

I remember that I ordered
this dress over at Korvettes.

Fancy floral design.

I love flowers.

Whole town showed up,
except the groom.

Poor Frances.

Frances? Frances Murphy?

Poor girl. I don't think
she ever got over it.

Good thing Bill never showed
his yellow keister
in this town again.

Of course, Mama always said

Larremy didn't leave.
Frances found him and...

[makes cutting noise]

They say it runs
in the Carver family.

Excuse me a second.

[dialing]

[cell phone ringing]

-Woody!
-Sorry to disappoint you.

Hey, I was just trying
to call you,

-but this storm is...
-Yeah, I heard.

Stranded at a romantic bed
and breakfast with Woody, eh?

Nothing says romance like
blood-stained furniture
and severed heads.

Roads open yet?
When you coming home?

I don't know.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm...

It's just that this crime
scene was supposed to be
exactly the same as it was,

and I...

You know, I can't talk now.
Can I call you back?

Wait, Jordan...

You found Bill.

I couldn't let him leave me.

Believe me when I say
I'm very sorry.

I'm touched.

Life takes unexpected turns,
doesn't it?

I never thought
I'd spend my life here
running this place.

What did you think
you'd be doing?

Living with Bill.
Raising a family.

He was gonna buy us
a farm in Missouri, but then...

He changed his mind?

And that's not right.

There's one person
for everyone in the world,
don't you think?

And Bill was mine. See, I knew
that from the moment I met him.

He made me feel...

Well,

I couldn't imagine my life
without him.

You know what I mean?

There's no way you're gonna
get away with this, Frances.

Well, that's what
Bill's brother thought.

Pretending to be a guest,
writing a novel.

He just wanted to dig around.

And then he found Bill.

They're gonna find out it
was you.

This gun? It's Davey's.

And I made sure that
Morton's flask
had his prints on it, too.

And everyone knows that
he's just been dying to
solve a big case.

So, see, they find you,
and they put it all together.

And they'll think he just
got carried away.

I guess you got it all
figured out.

A hearse. A coroner
in a hearse. Nice touch.

[gun cocks]

Jordan!

Jordan, are you here?

Jordan!

Get in.

Please don't make me
ask you again.

Or what? What, you gonna
kill me twice?

You think I'm gonna make
this easy on you?

What are you gonna do?

[Woody] Jordan!

-[both grunting]
-[Jordan] In the barn!

You okay?

Yeah, you missed all the fun.

I can arrest her now, right?
I mean, it's okay if I go ahead
and take her in?

Book her.

This is bordering
on harassment now.

You know what had us stumped?

We thought
there was no way out.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

We're talking about the vault.

Which is hidden behind
a wall in your safety
deposit box room.

Nice security feature.

And a good place
to stash a body.

Nice theory.

Mmm. Not theory. Fact.

Mr. Alvarez got this mark
from laying on the floor
of your vault

for 12 hours and 15 minutes
after you killed him.

Your vault,
which is constructed
by Combe Steel.

B-E-S-T.

Maybe someone put him in there,
but not me.

You made a mistake, Raleigh.

You know, you should
pay better attention

when they give you the lecture
on how your vault works.

Time of death was around noon.

At 12:09 p.m.,
guess who punched in

their own individual code
to open the vault?

[Seely] The same person who
punched his code in again

at 1:24 a.m. the next morning.

And removed a body.

I want to call my lawyer now.

It better be an expensive one.

[Seely] You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used against you
in a court of law.

You also have the right
to have an attorney present...

I gave Brandau enough evidence.

So Raleigh will cop a plea
and there won't be a trial.

Oh!

No reason for Mrs. Alvarez
to be exposed.

Bug, thank you!

No big deal, Lily.

Don't sell yourself short.

You did a great job.

What are you doing here?

[chuckles]

Well, I get Raleigh.

And you get...

Have Mrs. Alvarez fill it out.

She wants a green card.
That's step one.

I mean, we have to be sure that
she's legal if her son's
gonna be here.

Plane's due to leave
Guatemala City first thing
tomorrow morning.

Jeffrey, how did you--

I got a friend in immigration.

He owed me a really big chit.
[chuckles]

Oh, Jeffrey!

[both laughing]

Thank you, Jeffrey.

Still not back yet?

No. Not a word.

Yeah, well,
probably still snowed in.

Yeah, could be.

Hmm. Is that
what I think that is?

Look, not a word
about this to anyone.
You gotta promise me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
My word is gold.

So is this.

Plus the little diamond there.

I figured I'd...

I didn't want
any more days diminished.

[chuckles nervously]

What do you think
my chances are?

Hey, any news that
the road home
might be open yet?

No. Looks like we're snowbound.

Candy eyeballs.

-Saltwater taffy.
-Ah.

And noose cookies.

Yeah. How about
a liquid dinner?

Davey gave it to us
as a thank-you gift.

Moonshine?

Oh!

Mmm. It grows on you, yeah.

-[chuckles]
-I gotta say, Jordan, it's...

It's nice to be us again.

Past all that.

The fighting, anger. Yeah.

We did good on this.

I miss that.

Yeah, me, too.

Except for
the almost dying part.

Yeah. Except for that.

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