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(door knocking)

- My lady, I beseech you, let me in.

(door knocking)

Pretell, I'm innocent!

(door clacks open) (tense dramatic music)

- Less than four and 20 blackbirds baked in a pie.

Guilty is charged.

Guilty! Be gone!

(both laughing)

- Oh, this is far too fun to be called work.

Come on. There's more grog in my chariot.

(gentle enchanting music)

- Oh, it's getting ready to snow.

- Oh, luckily all reports suggested

that storm's gonna bypass this area.

(gentle enchanting music continues)

Can you believe we are hosting

a medieval ball inside a real castle?

- I know. I've been brushing up on my Shakespeare.

(both laughing)

- Oh, Goldy, tonight could be your big break.

Sir Alistair knows everyone.

(gentle music)

You know, I must say it's a little unsettling

to have all these sharp weapons just out and about.

This house would be a nightmare to childproof.

I would have to put protective covers

and safety tips on everything.

I don't know.

As we discovered all too recently, champagne can kill too.

So what's a couple of spears?

- Ladies? - Oh.

Sir Alistair.

- Oh, no need for all that tonight.

I am one with the common people.

I couldn't help but overhear you admiring my weapons.

Magnificent, aren't they?

- Oh yes, it is quite the intimidating collection

- Weapons were made to be displayed

as they were created with all of their savage beauty.

Well, you certainly did that.

We were just talking about how generous it is for you

to open up your castle for tonight's fundraiser.

- Well, Elk Park Prep Academy is a world class school,

and as the founding father of its fencing club

and a former champion myself,

it is near and dear to my heart.

(person groans)

- Oh. - No.

Thank you.

Of course.

Pardon me, Sir Alistair.

You must be the court jester.

- Oh, 'tis I, a wayward wonder of wit and whimsy.

Well, you can call me Charlie.

I'm Goldy, this is Marla,

and we are wayward wanderers of flavors, feast and florals.

- Oh, I like your spirit, maidens.

- Right, off you go, fool. Make yourself scarce.

Sir.

- I've spared no expense for tonight

and it all looks remarkably authentic.

- It is going to be an unforgettable night.

That is the Goldy Berry guarantee.

- Hunch, watch your footwork, stay low.

(indistinct)

You strong.

Bravo.

(lively music)

Remember, Olive, keep your point on target

for better break control.

Oui?

And Jake, don't forget to breathe. Huh?

- That was incredible. They look so good.

And that's pretty.

- Oh mercy. It's my custom made from Paris.

And your daughter and Jake will give a fine demonstration

at tonight's exhibition.

- If you'll excuse me. - Of course.

That was so great, honey.

Oh, so proud of you.

I won't keep you.

Go take your selfies and post away.

With what cell service?

It's like living in the dark ages here.

I know. Isn't it wonderful?

- You could say something like that.

(gentle lively music)

- Elk Park Prep just placed at state championships.

- We won silver. - No, you lost the gold.

I need a coach that'll take this team

to the nationals and beyond.

These things take time.

- Teach them to be more aggressive,

advance, attack, counter attack.

- They're just kids. They're still learning and finessing.

- Champions are born from unwavering resolve.

Complacency only breeds mediocrity.

You are not fit to take us to the next level.

- Are you firing me? - Ah, Goldy.

Just the person we need.

You see, Pierre, you could learn from her.

Do you know what? Yes, I'm going to make it happen.

There's a Michelin chef in LA, has his own cooking show.

I'm going to introduce you to him. Fly you there myself.

So I believe in you. You're a winner.

And I like winners.

(tense music)

- Sir Alistair, it's Dr. Dake Archer again.

He says it's urgent.

- Everything is urgent for you, Emma.

We need to book an appointment with Goldy this week.

Time is critical

because tonight I'm going to make

an earth shattering announcement right after the feast.

Oh.

- Trust me, you won't want to miss it.

It'll be a real showstopper.

(lively music)

(bell dinging)

(lively music continues)

- Lord Baron of House Sweetwater.

Baron of Sweetwater.

Heir to a candy fortune that was recently acquired

by Alistair's company in a hostile takeover

leaving very bad blood.

- Sawbones. (crowd laughs)

Lord Richard of House Coleman.

Sawbones?

(crowd applauding) (both laughing)

- Ooh, enter judge turned politician, Agatha Winford,

and her husband Ivan.

- Lord and Lady Ivan and Agatha of House Winford.

(guests applauding)

- Rumor has it Alistair and Agatha are quite close.

Maybe a little too close for Ivan's liking.

How do you know all this?

A florist hears a lot

when putting together rustic bouquets.

Well, hello, Mr. Sawbones.

- Yeah, I've been called a lot of things, but never that.

- May I say, leather becomes you.

Oh, I thank you, me lady.

It brings out my inner rebel.

Goldy, I am so excited to see all of joust.

- Well, I'm just grateful that she hasn't taken

after your two left feet in a sport that involves swords.

Touche.

(both laughing)

- All right, have to get back to the kitchen. Have fun.

- Esteemed constable and latest member

of the House Watchman, Sir David of the House Track.

(guests applauding)

(lively music)

The illustrious constables of the Night Watchmen,

Sir Thomas of House Shorts, Sir Mason of House Kildea.

(guests applauding)

Feel as ridiculous as we look.

- I don't know, I think hosiery is flattering.

Really accentuates my meaty calves.

(lively music)

Do my eyes deceive me

or is this the fair maiden Goldenberry?

Sir, you do honor me.

- For sooth, thy captivating spirit

reveals itself through your splendid emerald eyes.

- Were you reading from your poem?

No.

You were. (laughs)

- Trying to woo my lady before our big date.

- I'm excited to see what you have planned.

Can you gimme a hint?

Not a chance.

There are so few things I can keep from you already,

Ms. Curious Caterer, this is gonna be one of them.

(lively music)

- Welcome to the Elk Park Prep Academy fundraiser

and medieval ball at Hyde Castle.

All proceeds will be donated

to support the school's various clubs,

one of which graces our majestic halls tonight.

Please welcome the prestigious Fencing Club

as we champion them to go for gold at nationals.

(guests applauding) (lively music)

Now, dig deeply into your pockets

and if you donate generously,

I promise not to let my jester do any tomfoolery.

(crowd laughs)

Students, on guard.

(soft tense music)

(speaker speaks in a foreign language)

(lively dramatic music) (fencing swords clacking)

- Olive and Lucas are really good.

Keep up, Richard. That's Jake.

- Lucas is, and I quote, "So last week."

(wind whooshing)

(soft tense music)

Good evening, sir.

Invitation please.

- Ah, I'm looking for Detective Tom Schultz,

his precinct said he'd be here.

- Well, you're intruding on a private event.

Unfortunately, I can't let you in without an invitation.

- Oh, I couldn't reach him on the cell.

I barely made it through the storm as it is.

That may well be true, sir,

but I'm under strict instructions,

not without an invitation.

I am US Marshall Gerard Track

here on official business.

Very well, sir.

Costumes are required for entry.

Not on your life.

You let me in or I'll arrest you for obstruction of justice.

- Very well, sir. I'll get the detective.

(lively music) (fencing swords clacking)

- Baron, can I count on your deep pockets this evening?

- I don't know, Alistair, let's see what's in my pockets.

Oops.

I think dropped something.

Nothing worth picking up.

Sweetwater candies were synonymous

with quality once upon a time.

Now nothing more than cheap mass produced junk.

(soft tense music)

- Detective, this is the gentleman.

- Detective, I don't know if you remember me, but-

- George Track. Yeah, of course I remember you.

What are you doing here?

- Your a father, Edmund Schultz, escaped from prison.

Soon as the alarm was sounded, we set up a perimeter,

used tracking dogs, offered reward to inmates.

There was no sign of him. No one's talking.

We suspect he had help from the outside.

- What does this have to do with me?

- Do you know his whereabouts? - No.

- When was the last time you heard from him?

- I haven't seen or heard from my father

since you cuffed him 25 years ago.

- Look, Tom, if you have any information

that could help track him down, he's a dangerous man.

Mike, I said I've got nothing.

Well, if you can think of anything, you call me.

(soft tense music)

Sorry you wasted a trip.

(wind whooshing)

- I am not going back out in that.

Well, enjoy the party.

Great. I love parties.

(lively music)

(lively music continues)

(lively music continues)

- What do I pay you for not to turn away these interlopers?

- You're a terrible butler. - Apologies.

He's here on official business, sir.

- Oh, balderdash official business.

Nothing is going to ruin this evening for me. You got that?

- Get rid of him. - Yes, sir.

(lively music)

Your days are numbered.

(tense music)

Dad.

Dad.

Dave, Dave.

What are you doing here?

(Gerard laughing)

You good? Everything all right?

- No, I'm good. What are you doing here?

- Charity event. - Oh yeah.

That is a bold choice for a jacket.

I look ridiculous.

But what, what, what are you doing in Colorado?

I mean, let alone had a private invite only party.

- There's some stuff going on here.

Come on, I'll tell you about it.

Yeah, all right.

(soft melancholy music)

Hey.

Hey.

Is that you?

Is that your dad?

Yeah.

I don't know why I still hang on to it.

Are you okay?

- I just learned that my dad escaped from Millhaven prison.

What?

- Dave's dad, Gerard Track is here.

He's the US Marshal hunting him.

- Why would he think that your dad would be in Colorado?

- Fugitives seek out their family

and US Marshals count on it.

- But you and your dad haven't spoken in decades.

(Tom sighs heavily)

Hey, look, look,

there is nothing that you can do about this right now.

So why don't you come back inside

and maybe it'll take your mind off of it?

- Just, I'm not, I'm not feeling it, Goldy.

Well, I for one think you look

far too good in this tunic to be hiding out here.

(lively music)

My lord.

(lively music continues)

(lively music continues)

(lively music continues)

Huh, you've enchanted me with your nimble-footed prowess.

- And you have bewitched my heart.

Do tell, Detective.

- When we first met we were like oil and water.

And now?

- Now you're the secret ingredient

that makes the ordinary extraordinary.

I can get used to this.

(lively music)

(tense ominous music)

- Forgive me my dear. I should have told you sooner.

Oh, Alistair.

Agatha.

I brought you a martini dextrose.

Thank you, dear.

(gentle music)

So sorry to interrupt.

Sir Alistair, dinner is ready to be served any time.

Excellent.

Ivan, Agatha, you're in for a real treat, so don't dally.

(gentle music)

- You all right, honey? - Darn allergies.

Old musty castles and all that.

(soft dramatic music)

(lively music) (people chattering)

(lively music continues) (people chattering continues)

- Pardon me. - Oh, excuse me.

- These are my favorite. - Me too.

- I'm Emma Kensington. Alistair's assistant.

Mason Kildea, detective.

(gentle lively music) (guests chattering)

I can't find Klaus.

- What do you mean you can't find Klaus?

He's supposed to introduce Alistair who was adamant

that we stay on schedule.

- I know. And I've looked everywhere, but nothing.

Maybe you should just make the introduction.

- What? - Yeah, yeah.

Lords and ladies,

our esteemed host has a big announcement to make.

(gentle music)

Oh, thank gosh.

May I present Sir Alistair Harrell.

(guests applauding)

- Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming.

These walls hold many secrets.

The biggest one of mine is... (gags)

(guests shockingly yelling) (Alistair's body thuds)

- Alistair, Alistair. (tense dramatic music)

Alistair.

Richard, Richard.

Did you see what happened?

- He's not breathing. Someone call an ambulance.

- Is there a landline? - In the office.

Klaus, go.

(tense music)

Richard...

(tense dramatic music)

- I don't think this was a showstopper he had in mind.

(dramatic music)

(wind whooshing) (soft tense music)

- You can't hold us here. We just want to go home.

- Baron, everybody, please, go back to the great room

and wait for further instructions.

- Okay, we'll be with you in a minute.

(mysterious watcher creepily breathing)

- Klaus, any luck on the landline?

- No, I couldn't get through, Miss.

Tom, cable's been cut.

- We should all head back into town

and bring her forensics team.

- Have you seen it outside? We're snowed in.

Klaus, I'm gonna need you to circle

all the people on this guest list

that had a problem with Alistair.

Yes, sir.

- Dave, Mason, you guys have extra notepads?

- No, I didn't come to squad here.

I don't have any pockets.

- I got some in my trunk. I'll go get 'em.

(gentle music)

Klaus, your boots are wet.

Where were you when Alistair was murdered?

- Oh, I was in the dining hall with everyone else.

No you weren't.

I had to make the announcement because we couldn't find you.

Oh, that's right.

My shoes are wet because I was watering the plants

in the conservatory.

- Was that before or after you went to call the ambulance?

So what are you insinuating?

- How do we know you were not side cutting the phone line?

- My employer just died. Why am I being interrogated?

- Because there's a murderer amongst us.

(tense dramatic music)

I know. We can't stay.

(gentle music)

Listen up, everybody.

I'm Detective Tom Schultz.

This is Detective Track.

- And this is Detective Kildea. - Detective Kildea.

We're with Elk Park PD.

We know it's been a stressful night,

but if we remain calm and stay together,

we're gonna get through this.

It's important that nobody leave this room.

If you must leave this room, travel in pairs.

(people chattering quietly)

Mason, cordon off the area around Alistair's body.

- Um, do you have any crime tape?

Oh yeah.

I carry some of my back pocket to parties all the time.

- Okay, I, I think I have something that can help.

I'll be right back.

- Detective, I circled the names on the guest list

who had issues with Sir Alistair.

- This is half the list. Did anybody not show up?

Of course not.

Who would reject an invitation

to one of Sir Alistair's events?

- Yeah. Thanks, Klaus. - Yes, sir.

All right. Here you go.

Thank you.

- Mason, see if some of the guests

are willing to share photos of tonight

so they can help with the investigation.

It's gonna take forever.

- Search Alistair's office and seal it off.

Got it. Okay.

What else can I do to help?

- We still need to gather time sensitive forensics,

but without our kits, my hands are tied.

- Well, the kitchen is functional.

I could boil a big pot of water and sterilize mason jars

and tweezers to collect evidence.

You could use my disposable baker's gloves and zip baggies.

- Do you have a solution for everything?

I try.

- Where is Gerard with those notepads?

Get your hands off me!

Sorry it took so long.

Followed some fresh tire tracks to a car in the ditch

and the boot prints led me to this fella.

I just wanna go home.

I've got nothing to do with Alistair.

- Baron, where were you before Alistair's announcement?

I was exploring the castle.

(tense music)

Can anyone vouch for that?

- If the knights in armor could speak, then yes.

Otherwise, no.

(tense music)

- I found some things around the castle.

Tongs, wrench, rope, magnifying glasses, candles.

- Well, it's rustic, but it'll do. Thanks, Emma.

- Alistair liked to preserve the old ways.

He had a passion for all things medieval.

Just mention King Arthur and his eyes would light up.

- Too bad he didn't have a passion for installing internet.

- Too soon. - Maybe.

- Yeah, it's true. He was old school that way.

He still used paper ledgers and daytimers.

- How long have you worked for Alistair?

Only a few months.

Do you have any idea

what his big announcement was gonna be?

- Rumor had it he was gonna fire Coach Pierre

and I overheard him mentioning a surprise guest tonight.

Maybe Pierre's replacement.

- Do you know where he might have kept,

you know, his ledgers and files?

- Well, he spent a lot of time in his library and office.

- Wow, Emma, you're really talented. That's amazing.

Thanks.

I used to be a sketch artist at the carnival.

- No wonder your booth was so busy tonight.

- Working for Alistair just paid better

even if he wasn't always nice to me.

- I actually have a favor to ask you.

Yeah?

(gentle pensive music)

What do I supposed to say?

(guests chattering indistinctly)

Excuse me.

(gentle pensive music)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

- Where are you going, young lady?

I am...

- This is an active investigation.

Come on. It's not safe.

I know it's scary, but we have to stay together.

(tense music)

- Gather as many hair and fibers as you can.

(soft pensive music)

Hey, what's this?

Red sequin?

(tense music)

We gotta talk to Charlie,

but first let's get the medical examiner.

There isn't one here.

- No, we got the next best thing.

- Look, I, I, I don't know what to tell you, Tom.

I'm an orthopedic surgeon, not a coroner.

- Just, just give us your best guess.

We shouldn't touch the body.

- Gerard, this is not your jurisdiction.

I object to your involvement.

- Okay, then I object to your objection.

Look, my dad's a decorated US Marshal

and we could use his help.

Okay, boys, if I may...

From the location of the wound,

the cause of death could be hepatic failure

from the puncture to the liver causing internal bleeding.

Now, eyeballing the wound,

I would say the murder weapon was most likely

a long thin blade.

- Thin blade, as in a fencing sword?

(tense music)

(tense music)

- So what do you want? - Where's your floppy hat?

- Why, you wanna borrow it? - Oh, it's cute.

I found this on Alistair's body.

What can I say?

Sometimes I get up close and personal with my audience.

Doesn't mean I killed the guy.

- Where were you just before Alistair was stabbed?

Probably doing a cartwheel

or putting away my juggling pins.

Geez, Tomster.

- What? What did you just call me?

Nothing.

- Can I go now? - Yeah.

Yeah, you can go.

(soft tense music)

(wind whooshing)

- What's going on? What's got you so spooked?

- My father killed a poker buddy of his

named to Orson Riggs, who he owed money to.

I never attended the trial 'cause I was just a kid

and I never heard or communicated with my dad again.

I am so sorry, Tom.

- But just now I could've sworn Charlie called me Tomster.

- What does that name mean to you?

- There's only one person in my entire life

who's ever called me that.

(tense music)

My dad.

(tense music continues) (clock chimes)

We need to talk to Charlie again and Alistair's assistant.

Her name's Emma.

Okay, we gotta talk to Emma

to confirm Charlie's statement.

- I'll do it. - No, we will do it together.

Okay.

Nice, cool.

Looks like we have a visitor.

(tense music)

- Ivan, can you please go back to the great room

with everyone else?

- I just wanted to let you know that my wife Agatha and I

were together this entire time.

Our alibi is solid. She'll vouch for me.

- And what was your relationship like with Sir Alistair?

Good. Real good.

- Really? Would your wife vouch for that too?

I think I'll head back now.

- This is a mess, we have a hoard of people

and information on each of them and nowhere to organize it.

We need a murder board.

- Um, Tom. - Here.

Really?

(tense music) (wind whooshing)

(dramatic music)

- Okay, wait, is this a murder board?

A medieval murder tapestry.

- Did you draw these? - Emma did.

She's really talented.

- All right, this is what we know so far.

Alistair, big announcement.

And he was stabbed in the liver

and the cause of death, internal bleeding?

What about Klaus?

- He had wet shoes. He definitely had a beef with Alistair.

Most importantly, no alibi.

Yes.

Okay. What about Agatha?

- Agatha was emotional with Alistair.

Maybe she was having an affair.

Maybe.

What about Ivan?

Snooping and jealous.

Yes.

All right.

Charlie.

Sequins on his body.

(tense music)

And finally, Coach Pierre.

- Pierre, expert swordsman, and was he fired?

(tense dramatic music)

- So Emma, I liked your drawings.

What's your favorite medium?

Charcoal, watercolor?

I guess I like them all.

Is that relevant to the case?

We're trying to ascertain

as much information on everyone here.

So do you draw pictures of your boyfriend too,

or are you single?

- What Detective Kildea wants to know

is if you were the one that hired Charlie.

No.

No, that was Alistair.

- Did Alistair and Charlie know each other before today?

I don't know.

Why?

- Why was Alistair so angry with you? We have witnesses.

- There were urgent calls today from a doctor, Take Archer,

who wanted Alistair to call him back.

Alistair got angry and took his frustrations out on me.

Who's Dr. Archer? Is he here?

No, I've never heard of him.

And he's not on the guest list.

- Anything else seem out of the ordinary to you?

- This is probably nothing, but I was working on a sketch

and the guest was getting restless.

He kept checking his watch and couldn't sit still.

He suddenly left without a word.

Was weird.

When was this?

- Before Alistair's Big announcement.

I have his sketch here somewhere.

(papers rustling)

He left before I could finish it.

That's really great.

Who, who, who is this?

Baron Sweetwater.

(tense music)

How you holding up?

- Well, I can't even sneeze without dad asking if I'm okay.

And there's something weird going on between the butler

and the politician's husband.

Ivan?

Yeah, the weird, creepy guy.

What did you see?

- I saw a lot of whispering and they both snuck out.

(tense music) (fire crackling)

(tense dramatic music)

(wind whooshing) (tense music)

(fire crackling)

(tense music continues)

(tense dramatic music)

Mom, careful.

Hey, who's the mom here?

Well, it's Alistair's letterhead.

"Coach Pierre. Termination of Employment."

So the rumors are true.

- Alistair was gonna fire Coach Pierre

and he's in here destroying the evidence.

- I see why you do this, Mom. This is exciting.

Don't get used to it.

Come on, let's go tell Tom.

(tense music)

You care to explain this?

You know, burning evidence is a criminal offense.

I didn't burn anything.

- We have witnesses that saw you.

Alistair belittles you in public, fires you.

Things get outta hand.

I am no murderer.

You want motive? Look around you.

Everyone hated Alistair.

I heard someone that threats to kill him more than once.

The butler.

(tense music)

- Agatha, would you like some Sherry?

Thank you, dear.

I, I'm afraid I'm still in shock.

Of course.

I didn't know Alistair very well,

but the two of you seemed close.

- I know what you really wanna ask and it's not true.

You know?

I hear the rumors and whispers.

Alistair and I were friends, and that's all.

- I noticed the two of you talking earlier,

and you seemed pretty upset.

- Alistair was notorious for talking in riddles

and being melodramatic.

Tonight, he said he was going

to take up the sword of justice.

- What does that mean? - I have no idea.

Then he hit me with a real zinger.

He confessed he only had weeks to live.

Cancer.

Alistair was, was dying?

(soft melancholy music)

Wait, was that going to be his big announcement?

(soft melancholy music)

- If Alistair was dying, why would anyone want to kill him?

Maybe they didn't know it was terminal.

- The question is, who would benefit from an imminent death?

- Yeah, and if they knew he was dying, why kill him tonight?

- What do we know about Agatha's affair?

- Alleged, I spoke with Agatha. She's gutted over Alistair.

Ivan wasn't.

- You're thinking it's a crime of passion.

Maybe it wasn't premeditated.

You know, crimes of passion are heated, impulsive.

(soft tense music)

Who has more motive than a long suffering husband?

- A long suffering- - Wife.

Butler.

Butler.

(dramatic music)

- And if Emma is telling the truth,

then we need to find out why Baron Sweetwater

was in such a hurry.

(soft dramatic music)

- I guess it's time to sweet talk the king of confections.

(tense dramatic music)

Here you go.

- I've gotta hand it to you, Goldy.

Not many people could work equally well

with sweets as well as savories.

- Berry Good Catering is one of the best.

- That is quite a compliment coming from you,

Mr. Sweetwater, thank you.

Call me Barron.

It's nice to see pride in quality of food.

- You know, I think that the floral arrangements

look quite lovely too, don't you?

Very much so.

Although I'm not an expert in medieval nose gaze.

(Goldy laughs)

Do you have any advice

for taking my business to the next level?

Be careful who you trust.

- I take it there was no love lost between you and Alistair.

He fired loyal employees,

rebranded Sweetwater Confections under the Harrow name,

a wiley move that only added insult to injury.

There's only one love language

that Alistair spoke fluently, money.

Hmm.

I saw your unfinished sketch

and I was just wondering why you didn't let her finish it.

- What? No, it wasn't me that wouldn't let her finish.

It was, it was her. She just took off.

- Then why did you leave during the storm?

(tense music)

I don't like dead bodies.

(tense music)

That's fair.

(tense music continues)

Hostile takeover.

- Lying. - Yep.

Bitter over legacy.

(gentle music)

(Goldy clears throat)

- Okay. - Who's that supposed to be?

It's Emma.

I can't very well ask her to sketch her own.

Lucky you can cook.

Hmm.

The question is,

is Emma lying about Baron or is Baron lying about Emma?

And more importantly,

where was she when Alistair was murdered?

Emma is lying.

- Mm-hmm, maybe.

I know that look.

- Did Mason find Alistair's accounting books in the office?

No. What are you thinking?

- I'm thinking that it's time to leave no stone,

or in this case, no scone unturned.

You're right.

(clock chiming) (tense music)

It's officially the next day.

You know, I was kind of hoping that our date would include,

you know, champagne and Tiramisu,

not snowstorms and corpses.

- I promise I'll make this up to you when we get outta here.

(clock chiming)

(gentle pensive music) (fire crackling)

- Okay, so Emma said that Alistair spends a lot of time

in his library and office.

So I'm thinking there's something in here.

- There's a lot of books. - Yeah.

Look for journals, ledgers, right?

You start on this side. I'll start on this side.

Okay, all right.

Okay.

(soft tense music)

King Arthur.

Huh.

(bookcase clanks) (Goldy screams)

Goldy!

(wind whooshing) (tense dramatic music)

Goldy!

Goldy, can you hear me?

(Tom taps bookshelf)

Goldy?

- I'm in here. - Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm okay. Book for King Arthur.

King Arthur. King Arthur.

- It's on the top shelf. - Okay.

Found it.

(dramatic music)

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Are you okay? - Yes, yes, yes.

- Never do that to me again, okay?

- It's Elk Park. I can't make any promises.

Come, look.

- Look at this. - Wow.

I know.

Look at these.

There must be a couple million dollars there, wow.

- This is it. This is Alistair's ledger.

Ah, look at that last entry.

There's a big cash transfer to Dr. Tag Archer.

- Emma mentioned someone calling several times

with the same name.

Yeah.

- I think we have to have somebody

come take a look at this book.

- Marla's smart. She's also good with numbers.

- I don't think so, Goldy, she's a civilian.

That goes against protocol.

You know what I mean. You're different.

- Look, you could just have somebody watch over her,

a detective, someone maybe tall, dark hair,

a little rough around the edges, but...

Don't even think it.

- I don't know. He's kind of growing on me.

Okay.

But just know that I'm totally against this.

(lively music)

(clock chiming)

(Marla gasps)

Oh, interesting.

- What? What do you see? - Do mine eyes deceive me?

Marla, come on.

- Me thinks concealing pieces of age is afoot.

- English, please. - Money laundering, Davy.

Alistair has been frequently depositing

large sums of cash for years

and making wire transfers

without any apparent business purpose.

Plus, he has two sets of books going back decades.

Look, here.

(Dave sniffs) (soft tense music)

Did you just sniff my hair?

It looks like this Dr. Tag Archer's

been on the tape for just as long.

- And Alistair's been bankrolling

Agatha Winfrey's political career too.

- Pretty generous of him. - Yeah.

(gentle music)

Ah, we need to talk to Agatha.

- Mm-hmm.

(gentle music continues)

- Hey, um, nobody would notice if this little gold bar

went missing, right?

I would notice.

- I thought you liked to bend the rules.

Not, not those ones. Come on.

(lively music)

- So Alistair's been committing fraud.

- According to his accountant's ledgers.

When you get back to Elk Park, you have to track down

all of Alistair's accountants, including Orson Riggs.

He was the first one I saw cooking the books.

And even though he left 25 years ago,

it might be worth a shot.

Orson Riggs.

That's the poker friend my dad was convicted of murdering.

- But wait, your dad is connected to Alistair?

(tense dramatic music)

(fire crackling)

- I love to live in a castle. It's so cool.

- Not for me. No charging stations, no wifi.

So boring.

- Look at all these weapons and interesting artifacts.

- Yeah, well, they had to keep themselves occupied somehow.

I'd be itching for a fight too.

- Does that seem kind of out of place?

Looks like someone put it back crooked.

That's Coach Pierre's epee.

- No, don't touch it. There's blood on it.

Come on. We have to go tell my mom.

(clock chimes)

- That's about two inches off the tip.

(mysterious watcher breathing creepily)

So you're sure this is your coach's epee?

Yeah.

Hey, your keen eyes did well

and you didn't tamper with evidence,

but you cannot wander off again.

Do you understand?

- All right, you two, well, let's go find somewhere

to be bored together.

(clock ticking)

I admit it's my epee.

- It is your custom made, gold-gilded epee from Paris

that you love.

Wouldn't you safeguard it?

I loaned it to Alistair

to display on his shield for the exhibition.

Where's your protective tip?

- Alistair insisted on taking it off.

He was a purist that way.

It's about authenticity or something.

- There's blood on it. - How do you know it's blood?

- If it stains like blood and pools like blood,

it's probably blood.

- It's not like we got luminol lying around.

We have to presume that's blood

and likely the murder weapon.

- Mind if we check you for wounds?

- Be my guest, I have nothing to hide.

(mysterious watcher breathing creepily)

- Lift his shirt. Can you lift up your shirt?

(Coach Pierre groans)

- Pretty nasty bruise right there.

I'm a world class fencer.

Of course I get bruises from my pairing,

but I use a point protector for a reason.

Fencers always get minor, minor...

- What, what? Boo-boos?

Alistair did this to me.

He was an aggressive fencer.

I didn't do anything to him.

I don't know.

Things aren't looking pretty good for you right now, Coach.

- Let's take him back. We're gonna keep an eye on you.

- Come on, Pete. - It's Pierre.

Yeah, sure. Whatever, Pete.

- Tom, if you can spare a small swab of that epee,

I can test it for blood.

We won't know whose DNA it is or even if it's human,

but I can confirm it's blood.

- You keep luminol in your pantry?

Something like that.

Hydrogen peroxide.

Obviously, it is used to disinfect surfaces,

clean fruits and vegetables.

But when exposed to blood...

(gentle music)

It fizzes.

(gentle music)

(wind whooshing)

- Look, it's possible Coach Pierre offed his boss.

It's not a novel concept.

- Yeah, Coach Pierre was mad at Alistair,

and yes, he wanted to keep his job, but so is Klaus.

- Let's get back to basics. Motive, opportunity, intent.

- Okay, so what if the accountant Orson Riggs,

what if he was gonna blow the whistle on Alistair

for his money laundering scheme?

- Alistair wanted the problem gone.

So he hired Edmund to kill Orson.

- The last journal entry was to a Doctor Tag Archer.

- How does he fit in all this? - Unrelated.

I mean, Alistair was dying.

Maybe Dr. Archer put him in a clinical trial

for new treatment.

- You mean off the record in exchange for cash?

- No, he was on the books for more than 25 years

long before Alistair got sick.

- Gerard, can you shed some light on this,

since you worked the case?

(gentle music)

Never heard of Tag Archer.

- Since he was on the books at the time of the murder,

maybe he was the go-between to pay off Edmund

so that Alistair could just keep his hands clean.

- There is someone here that might be able to help.

I mean, it's been 25 years.

Agatha.

(tense music)

Why her?

- You may not remember it from the case file,

she used her maiden name back then.

But Agatha Winford was the judge that put your dad away.

(tense dramatic music)

(wind whooshing) (soft pensive music)

- Agatha, it's come to our attention

that you are an Alistair's payroll.

Excuse me?

I don't like what you're implying, detective.

Were you or weren't you?

Not here.

Follow us.

(gentle pensive music)

- They're interrogating Agatha now?

They're grasping at straws.

I'm never getting out of here.

- If you must know, those were campaign donations.

I have many donors.

- Even though they're going back decades

before your political career.

- If you'd like to continue this line of questioning,

it'll have to be through my attorney.

- Have you heard the name Dr. Tag Archer?

Sounds familiar. Not sure.

It'll come to me.

I never forget a name or a face.

- Any idea how Alistair is connected to Edmund Schultz?

Edmund Schultz.

There's a name I haven't heard in a minute.

Detective Schultz. I should have seen the resemblance.

You have your father's eyes and his demeanor.

He had a quiet way about him.

Even after I sentenced him, he took it like a gentleman.

- People, please everyone, please stay calm.

- We know our rights. You can't keep us in the dark anymore.

Let me out of here.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Everyone, relax. We need to show some patience.

- So you keep saying. Come on, Agatha.

- Who would like some hot cocoa and fresh baked cookies?

(gentle music)

We good?

Go.

Thank you.

How on earth did you do that?

They teach you to quiet a room in Catering 101 too?

- These are my 911 chocolate emergency rescue cookies.

Perfect for quieting an angry mob.

- Where'd you find dime? - Always come prepared.

- She baked them from frozen dough she prepared earlier.

- Very resourceful. - Hmm?

- You ever considered a career in law enforcement?

(gentle music)

- Tell me you didn't have anything to do with it.

The less you know, the better.

(tense music)

Hi, Emma.

- If someone did something innocent

that caused something really bad to happen,

would someone be in trouble, hypothetically?

Well, it depends. How bad?

I mean, depending on the offense,

that someone could be tried with aiding and abetting.

Or not.

Is there anything that this someone wants to confess?

Hypothetically?

No.

Where are we going?

- Tom found a room that might keep you all entertained.

- You mean keep us outta trouble?

- Well, that too, between worrying about you and your mom,

it's like a full-time job.

(gentle music)

Wow, sick pool table.

It's not very medieval.

- Well, even billionaires need a mancave.

(Goldy laughs)

- This is awesome. Thanks. - Yeah.

(lively music)

Wait, wait.

All right, rack 'em up.

Watch him like a hawk.

- I would, but I might otherwise be preoccupied.

Don't scratch.

Mom, come look at this.

- We were taking selfies earlier.

(soft tense music)

- He's holding Coach Pierre's epee.

(tense music)

(electricity crackles off)

- What's going on? - I don't know, sweetheart.

- You guys stay put. I'm gonna go find out what happened.

- No, Richard, I know the castle better than you.

I should go.

(soft tense music)

- Be safe. - Always.

(soft tense music continues)

Sorry, Jake, gotta take your phone.

(tense music)

What happened to the lights?

- I don't know. Ice and the wires.

I'll go check the electrical room.

Goldy, you really shouldn't be here by yourself.

Let me take you back to the garage.

- I'm fine. Figure out the lights.

I gotta find Tom.

(tense dramatic music)

Wow, you really love cats.

- See, like I told you, there's nothing else on there.

I didn't take any photos here.

- Why do you have a photo of Charlie?

Are you dating the court jester?

Ew, no.

No, Charlie's my brother.

I know. I know.

I should've told you earlier.

I used to work in the Traveling Carny with him,

but Charlie didn't want people to know we were related.

- Because you got your brother this gig at Alistair's Ball?

- It was actually the other way around.

Charlie asked me to work for Alistair.

- So Alistair knew Charlie? - Yeah.

Why is it such a big secret?

I don't know.

But he was really adamant I keep it under wraps.

(tense music)

(Goldy gasps) (tense shrill music)

(tense dramatic music)

It's you.

Hey, hey! Hey, hey!

Goldy, Goldy, what's going on?

- Tom, did you just see him? - See who?

- He was just here. He's the man in the picture.

Look, look, look, look. He's not a guest.

Look.

(tense dramatic music)

What, do you, do you know him?

That's my dad.

(tense dramatic music)

Edmund!

Edmund!

Edmund Schultz!

Come out.

There's nowhere to hide.

Tom.

Tom.

Where, did you see him?

Look up there.

I think actually, Tom...

Tom.

Tom, Tom! Listen to me.

We have got to go tell the others.

- If we just, if we act systematically, we can find him.

We can read him out, Goldy.

- The castle is too big. He could be anywhere.

We need help.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Let's go.

(tense music)

- You lied to us. You said you only met Alistair tonight.

But that's not true, is it?

He hired me. What of it?

Off Craigslist or Clowns R Us?

Does it matter?

I needed a job. He needed somebody to work the crowd.

- Does the name Edmund Schultz mean anything to you?

No.

(gentle music)

(electricity clacks)

Finally.

Teardrop.

You were in prison?

Where, what, what were you in for?

- None of your business. I served my time.

- You know, I could just ask your sister.

My sister?

You leave Emma out of it.

Millhaven. Okay?

Larceny. Three years.

This is why I told Emma to keep quiet about it.

Everyone judges you when you're a con or related to one.

Now, do you wanna know my Zodiac sign too,

or am I free to go?

(tense music)

- Phew, boy, people get real hangry when they're locked up

in a dark castle with a homicidal murderer on the loose.

- Luckily, it was only a popped circuit breaker.

- Everybody, Edmund Schultz is here.

- And he was caught on camera holding the bloody epee.

What?

- He's running around the castle?

I saw him.

- Marla, I need you to go get Klaus.

We need the blueprints for the castle ASAP.

Now listen up. We need to search the castle.

We're gonna use a grid system,

simultaneous sweep from top and bottom.

Force the fugitive out as we work our way to the middle.

We have to presume our prime suspect is armed and dangerous.

We need to find Agatha.

If Edmund Schultz know she's here, she could be in danger.

This whole thing is a vendetta

against people who put him away.

Which includes you too.

- No, don't worry about me. I got my six.

Blueprints as requested.

- Ah, thanks, Klaus. You should go.

(tense shrill music)

All right, Mason,

you start in the basement on the west side.

Dave, you start on the east.

Tom, I think you and I should-

I need to say something.

Alistair was dying. He had regrets.

What do dying people do?

- Travel the world. Quit their jobs.

Eat as much as they want.

- Wait, is this a test? - We don't have time for this.

- No, no. I see where she's going with this.

They make amends to clear their conscience.

Alistair loved King Arthur,

who was all about nobility and honor.

But as we know, Alistair made a lot of enemies.

- Hardly a King Arthur. - Exactly.

Agatha said that Alistair was gonna take up

the sword of justice tonight with a big announcement.

And then Emma said that there was gonna be a secret guest.

Is that Edmund?

Is that why he broke outta prison so close to his parole?

- Well, wait, wait. I don't get it.

Is Edmund on Alistair's side

or did he come here to kill him?

- I'm saying that that Edmund may not be here

for a vendetta at all, but for an entirely different reason

that is somehow connected to the big announcement.

- We gotta find Edmund. - Agreed, let's go.

(tense dramatic music)

(wind whooshing)

Agatha, what are you doing here? It's not safe.

- I'm perfectly fine. Other than my wretched back.

Edmund Schultz is here.

Edmund?

Come on.

(metal rattles)

Did you hear that?

Ivan, is that you?

You stay behind me.

(tense music)

(door clacks open)

(tense music continues)

(all laughing)

(person screaming)

(gunshot bangs) (people yell surprisingly)

(tense dramatic music)

Ah, Dad!

Gerard.

- What happened? - Dad, you've been shot.

- Edmund has my gun. Agatha, we need to help her.

- Don't, don't, don't move! Don't move!

We're on it.

- Detectives! - Ah, ah, ah!

(tense dramatic music)

I got you, Pops. I got you.

(tense dramatic music)

What is it?

(tense music)

Ugh.

(tense dramatic music) (wind whooshing)

(Goldy gasping)

Mason, get Dr. Korman.

(tense music)

We heard a woman screaming.

- We all came to help, but it was too late.

That's when we saw Agatha.

- What about Agatha? Where is she?

Ivan, Ivan, you don't have to.

What? No, you're wrong.

(tense dramatic music)

(clock ticking)

- So much for being able to take care of yourself,

huh, Pops?

I'm still alive, aren't I?

- Well, you're lucky there's an exit wound.

Quarter inch to the left would've been a different story.

Yeah, I feel real lucky.

Remind me to buy a lottery ticket later.

- Hey, thanks, Doc. - Yeah.

Listen, just make sure that that dressing is clean. Okay?

(gentle music)

All right, let's go.

(wind whooshing)

- She has multiple fractures consistent with a fall.

Anything else?

- You mean apart from the fact that a grown woman

fell through a castle window at a medieval ball?

Yeah, apart from that.

She has scrapes on her arms,

but that could have happened from the way down.

Or defense wounds.

- What about her eyes? - What about 'em?

Oh, come on, Tom. Do I have to open her eyes?

Bear in mind that I usually work with live patients.

Sorry, Richard.

Really?

(wind whooshing)

(Dr. Korman grunts)

That's interesting.

She has petechiae.

Her eye blood vessels have burst.

- Is that consistent with the fall?

- Not usually. It's usually caused by a lack of oxygen.

Or strangulation.

(tense music)

So it was personal.

We've gotta find Edmund.

Our suspect, Edmund Schultz, is now armed with a Glock 17.

Exercise extreme caution

and use all means necessary to apprehend him.

Mason, you and I are gonna take the East Wing

and circle back, Track, you take the West Wing.

We'll meet back here.

(soft tense music)

(dishes clacking)

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music continues)

(soft tense music continues)

(shelving scraping)

(soft tense music continues)

(door creaking)

(soft tense music continues)

(wind whooshing)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(window banging) (wind whooshing)

(tense music continues)

(tense ominous music)

(tense ominous music continues)

(tense ominous music continues)

Edmund.

(Goldy gasps)

- I don't know who you are, but I don't want to hurt you.

No one else needs to get hurt.

- I think it's a too late for that.

(tense dramatic music)

Tom!

(tense dramatic music continues)

Goldy!

Goldy!

- Tomster. - Edmund.

(Goldy grunts) (kitchen utensil thuds)

- Oh God. I'm so sorry, I didn't...

Is he okay?

- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah.

(tense music)

(gentle music)

Has he got my gun?

No, he's clean.

Lock him up.

- I'll go get the doc. - All right.

He's got a picture of me.

- I know, I know. I know, I know, I know.

- You okay? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

(wind whooshing)

- Edmund's gonna have one heck of a headache,

but the doc says he's gonna be okay.

- Did you find the gun? - No.

Well, looks like Alistair hired Edmund

to kill Orson Riggs 25 years ago.

So maybe the big announcement

was Alistair confessing to his part of the crime.

- Yeah, but he didn't count on Edmund

escaping him from Millhaven.

Millhaven?

Uh, Charlie also served in Millhaven,

and Alistair hired him.

- Well, Alistair probably didn't know that.

Charlie called me Tomster.

So he knew your dad.

- Maybe they were working together.

- We need to interview Charlie again.

(tense music)

Did you have anything to do

with breaking Edmund outta prison?

Who's Edmund?

- Do you really want to violate your parole

and lie to a detective and a US Marshal?

- I served my full sentence. You got nothing on me.

- I spent my whole life chasing cons like you.

Aiding and abetting a murderer is not gonna go well for you.

Okay, okay.

I was only there to give Edmund a ride from Millhaven.

It was Alistair's plan all along

to bring him to Hyde Castle.

You expect us to believe that?

- If, if Alistair helped Edmund, why would Edmund kill him?

- Who says he did? Edmund was his guest.

Alistair bribed the warden. He greased a few palms.

He even put Edmund up in his castle.

Alistair could do anything. He's a billionaire.

Or was.

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music continues)

(clock ticking)

(soft tense music continues)

(soft tense music continues)

Oh, teenagers.

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(tense dramatic music)

(Goldy yells)

(dramatic tense music)

- We gotta stop meeting like this.

Oh!

Oh, my knight in shining armor.

Tom, things are not what they seem.

I know. Come with me.

(tense dramatic music)

(clock ticking)

The grandfather clock hasn't chimed in hours.

(clock ticking)

And it wasn't making that sound.

No, it wasn't.

(tense dramatic music)

- Gerard's gun. - Exactly.

(tense dramatic music)

(soft gentle music)

(truck reverse signal beeping)

- Easy to do cartwheels at this time.

(soft gentle music continues)

(tense shrill music)

- Uh-huh.

It's very funny, gang.

Ugh, snowplows are here.

So I'm gonna take Edmund back to Millhaven.

You're not going anywhere.

We're gonna do this again?

What are you doing, Tom?

Marla?

- Look, gang, it's been a long night, but-

There was only one person

not invited to last night's ball,

Dr. Tag Archer,

He's a ghost. He's nobody.

He's an anagram

(tense dramatic music)

(tense dramatic music continues)

for Gerard Track.

- (chuckles) You can't be serious.

- Orson Riggs was gonna blow the whistle on Alistair

so Alistair had him killed.

That part of our theory was right.

There was just one missing piece.

- He needed someone to take the fall.

- Edmund Schultz was Orson's poker buddy

and owed him money, making him the perfect scapegoat.

But you planted evidence and pinned it all on Edmund.

- And you profited Well for over two decades to keep silent.

(gentle music)

You are all off your rocker.

Tell me you're not buying this.

- You know what bugs me about this, Dad?

Why would Edmund strangle

and then throw Agatha out of a window

when he could just shoot her?

I just remembered,

Alistair mentioned that he had a dirty cop on the books,

and his name was Dr. Tag Archer.

I need to tell Tom.

(tense dramatic music)

Agatha.

(Agatha screams) (tense dramatic music)

(window clacks open)

Where's the gun?

Dad, it wasn't on him.

- I told you, he shot me and took it.

(gun cocks) (tense music)

(gunshot bangs)

- In fact, you never even ran into him.

You can think what you want.

We found your Glock.

Great, can I have it back?

- What's saying we sent it to forensics

and only has your prints on it?

Because Edmund wiped it off.

You came here tonight

after Alistair wasn't taking your calls.

- It's Dr. Tag Archer again. He says it's urgent.

- Everything is urgent for you, Emma.

- [Mason] To ask him why you broke Edmund out of prison.

- Are you crazy? You can't be serious.

- Time's running out, Gerard. Let redemption be my legacy.

- When Alistair knew he was dying,

he wanted to right some wrongs,

but most importantly, he wanted to free an innocent man.

(tense dramatic music)

Edmund Schultz.

And where does that leave me?

- Find your own way through this.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I've got a big announcement to make.

You got nervous

when you heard that Alistair was making a big announcement.

You put two and two together

and you realized that if Alistair was coming clean,

that Dr. Tag Archer was going down too.

- And you weren't about to let that happen.

Not after the lengths you went to

to protect a 25 year old secret.

(tense dramatic music)

(blade slashes) (Alistair gasps)

You'll take it to your grave.

(Alistair grunting)

(tense shrill music)

- [Goldy] And as you were putting the sword back,

Alistair stumbled into the dining room.

(Alistair's body thuds) (guests gasping)

[Tom] While Edmund was waiting

to be called into the dining room by Alistair, he saw you,

the very same cop that framed him for murder

and feared you were setting him up again.

- [Goldy] He grabbed the sword to hide the evidence

so you couldn't wipe your prints before the cops arrived.

But then Edmund saw my daughter

taking a selfie with him in the background,

and he panicked, leaving the epee crooked.

(tense dramatic music)

It's a great theory, gang,

but it's all circumstantial.

- It's enough to build a great case against you.

I know it must be hard for you

to think of your dad as a killer,

but concocting some elaborate tale where I'm the killer

and I stashed the gun in the grandfather clock

seconds before you find me,

it's not gonna absolve your dad and implicate me.

- We never said we found your gun in the grandfather clock.

(tense music)

Gerard Track, FBI.

Just in time,

we have detainee Edmund Schultz in custody, two deceased.

Sir, you're under arrest.

What? No.

I'm a US Marshal. Get your hands off me!

(tense dramatic music)

How did you know he was here?

- Sir Alistair Harrell sent in a confession

with supporting documentation yesterday

to his lawyers and to the feds.

We came as soon as we could.

Let's go.

Gerard Track, you have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in the court of law.

(soft pensive music)

Carry on.

(soft pensive music continues)

- So we're gonna take him back to Millhaven Prison?

- Yes, but based off the evidence

careered by Alistair Harrows,

it looks like he'll be out in no time.

Just formalities at this point.

Okay.

Thanks.

- How's the head? - Oh, it's not so bad.

This old noggin's been through a lot worse.

- I'm sorry I didn't believe you.

- With all the evidence planted against me,

I'd have believed it myself.

Still killing it at Pacman, Tomster?

- A few things have changed since then.

- Guess we have some catching up to do.

I'd like that.

(gentle melancholy music)

Dave...

Hey, can you give us a sec?

Son, whatever I did on the side,

I did it for you and your mom

and I just wanted the best of everything for you.

- You know, after she left- - No, don't.

You know, all I ever wanted or needed was you.

That's it.

- Everybody has to bend the rules once in a while.

- No, bending the rules is one thing.

What you did,

there's no coming back from that.

(soft melancholy music)

(SUV door clacks open)

There you are.

Hey.

Hey.

(gentle music)

It's nice to be outside again.

Yeah.

You okay?

Actually, yeah.

You?

Yeah.

(both laughing softly)

I, I guess we have to postpone our date tonight.

Unfortunately.

But we don't have to postpone this.

(lively music)

(lively music continues)

- What took you so long, Schultz?

(lively music continues)