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Oh!

recipe. I sent it. Granny Lou, you are a
lightsaber.

Hello.

Good morning.

Cutting it close.

Editor's deadline's in 15 minutes. Ooh,
not for me.

I traded Granny Lou's apple pie recipe
for an extra 30 minutes. Of course you

did.

Well, I'm finally catching up on last
week's column, and I'm still trying to

figure out who in Bableton wrote to you.

Dear Nellie, my family used to be close.

But they moved away and some of them
stopped speaking to us.

It's been years and now I have difficult
news we feel compelled to share.

But seeing them gives us anxiety. So
should I share the truth or stay safe

avoid them?

Sincerely, Estranged in Babelton.

You see, I can't tell if estranged is
one person or two.

We feel compelled to share, but my
family and I have news. What are they

confessing? I don't know, but it's
something big.

Dear estranged, I know it can be hard to
face the truth, especially with family.

Reunion often feels scary, but could be
just what you need.

Honesty is the best policy, even when
the truth is unpopular.

That Nellie Parker, she sure is
something.

You been seeing her around?

Sure. It's babbled in after all.

So, how's it going with Detective
Dreamy? Have you seen him lately?

Once in a while.

Okay, because I'm seeing a lot of
milkshakes and coffee break.

Are you going on any actual dates?

All right. Okay, I think it's time to
take matters into your own hands. Ask

guy on a date.

Hello?

Hi. Yes.

Yeah, I could do that.

Right now.

Sure.

Toodles.

Toodles? She said it first.

That was Palmer Arlott.

Ranged and babbled. The widow who lives
in the manor? Yeah.

Now she's freaking out about the advice
I gave her, and she wants me to go

there, like, right now.

It's weird, right?

I think I have to go.

Yeah.

Wow. I mean, everybody talks about the
widow, but I don't know anyone who's

actually been there in real life.
Really? I think she has an actual

She's like this glamorous recluse.

Well, I suspect she's not accustomed to
being told no, so... Toodles.

And I notified the family we'll be
making an announcement.

But it's been three years since we spoke
with Clara, my sister -in -law, and my

brother Hux, five.

We're treading it, aren't we, Moxie?

Mrs. Arlott. Oh, call me Palmer, dear.

Palmer, you haven't told me what exactly
you're announcing or why you're

estranged. Can you relate to years of
silence and drama, Nellie?

No, I cannot, but I do empathize.

Well, you wrote that honesty can be
unpopular.

They're coming to eat at my table.
They're staying the night. My anxiety is

escalating.

Thank you, Norman.

If you could just explain to me... We
had a brilliant idea, Nellie. You will

attend dinner this Saturday evening.

Oh! You can help us implement your
advice, provide guidance.

Be a right -hand woman at the table.
Right, Moxie?

So that's not exactly how it works
normally.

Yeah, but I could do that. Thank you.
And despite an airing of grievances, it

will be a glamorous affair.

Won't it, Norman?

Indeed, madam. You know, my late husband
held the family together much better

than I ever could.

I just have this feeling that something
bad is coming our way.

Bad like... How so?

Temper's flare.

And I'm afraid things might get out of
hand.

Out of hand?

Could I bring a plus one?

Ooh, like a plus one. That's a great
idea.

Finally a real date. Well, it's more of
like a work thing, and that's why I

wanted to ask him on his way home from
lunch in three, two, one.

Look at you.

Like clockwork.

He's a man of routine.

Is that Josh Ward?

We went to Camp Trailblazer together
and, wow, he grew up.

Maybe say hi.

On it.

Hey. Long time no see. So?

Guess he's not the new guy anymore.

Okay, so I was going to ask you a favor.

Would you be willing to be my plus one
for a dinner party?

Was that the favor?

Yeah, well, because in this case, I...
Millie, are you asking me out on a date?

Because if you are, I would be... Well,
I would be thrilled.

You would? Yeah, absolutely I would.
Okay.

Okay, just to tell you that... Would I
be meeting friends and family?

So neither.

Okay. The host is actually a prominent
Bableton figure, and we'd be meeting her

family. Oh, do I have to wear a suit?

Nick?

A 12 -9?

She wants our location in relation to
the diner. Josh, we forgot Bergie's

Burgers. We got to go back.

Bergie's Burgers. Yeah, Bergie's
Burgers. It's funny, right?

Okay, anyway, I better go.

Oh, so I'll pick you up on Saturday at 6
p .m.

Yeah, it's a date.

Nelly.

Please. Jewelry is not entirely dead.

Thank you. You're very welcome.

Oh, jeez.

What are we doing?

I wish I had my shoe, that's all.

Okay. Oh.

That was weird.

Hmm? What?

Oh, hey, look, front door. Come on,
let's go.

Huh.

Good evening, Miss Parker.

Thank you. Sir.

Welcome to Arlott Manor. Thank you. I'll
alert Madam Marlott

to your arrival.

That would be lovely.

Wow.

The Arlott stay back to the founding of
Babelton.

Oh, Nellie, you look lovely.

I'm so delighted you could join us. I'm
Palmer. And this is Moxie. Michael

Hogan. Very nice to meet you.

Your house is absolutely incredible.

Thank you. I'm very fortunate.

And this little guy.

Cute as a button.

Oh, and he approves of you.

Well,

what would happen if he didn't approve
of me?

Just asking.

Do you have any idea why we're here?

No. Thanks for inviting me.

It's been too long.

So, what's it like to be surrounded by
out -of -towners that you don't know?

I still have my intuition.

Intuition, huh?

Okay, all right, hot shot. Show me your
magic. How about the lady in white?

Oh, hmm.

Very elegant.

A painter, I think.

Palmer mentioned a sister -in -law. I
think that's probably her.

Estranged up until tonight.

Estranged? Bold call.

Married to Mr. Velvet?

No. So I think he is Palmer's brother.

And he is her nephew.

Son of him.

Now, her, I don't...

No. Uh, maybe his girlfriend.

Oh, no.

There's no chemistry.

Maybe a cousin.

The widow Arlon had no children of her
own.

How'd you pick up on that?

Everyone in Babelton knows that.

Ah, I see.

What about the gentleman she's talking
to?

I don't know. He really doesn't seem
like he fits in with anybody here.

Oh, I know that guy. He's got a lawyer
written all over him.

Oh, I get one.

Homer's lawyer.

Top up, sir. Yes, please, Norman. Thank
you so much.

Listen, Norman, are you going to be
serving dinner yourself tonight?

Of course, sir.

Great. Good news.

Perfect.

Well, I guess we have one person left to
identify.

The mysterious caterer?

Moxie looks happy.

Isn't she marvelous?

So, Clara, Nellie tells me that you're a
painter. Is that right?

Yeah.

Landscapes. Nellie, you're familiar with
my work? I would love to be.

Actually, I just noticed a little bit of
paint.

It's on your arm. Oh.

I didn't catch what you do.

Not much these days.

My nephew was a professional rugby
player for the Highland Wolves. Was?

Really? He wants to talk about what I
do.

Uh, you. You must be Teddy's cousin?

No. I'm Palmer's wicked half -sister.

Okay, I wish we could make small talk
all night. Palmer, you called us all

for a reason.

Five years of silence, and now you're
stressing everybody out.

Uh, yes, I... I suppose we caused a bit
of a stir.

Oh, here comes the drama.

And I apologize.

In the spirit of honesty, I am changing
my will.

That's it?

Oh, that's why the lawyer's here.

I thought you were dying.

I'm afraid this decision won't sit well,
but Adam, you may start drafting my new

will this week. I'll sign it as soon as
it's ready. Of course. I am leaving my

entire estate to Moxie.

We were meant to share, and now it's all
going to a dog? Arlott Manor? Who could

you? That dog? How does a dog inherit?

Moxie has been loyal in the years since
Edmund passed, when the rest of you have

just abandoned me in your own way.

Abandoned? How can you blame me? You and
I still talk. We do, Teddy, but Moxie's

with me every day of my life. Palmer has
every legal right to make this a zip

-it. Family matters, family business.
Why is anyone surprised?

I knew it would come to something like
this.

You have always focused on my wealth,
Brie. You always look down on me for not

being a full sister flaunting your
wealth. Hey, leaving me out. That is

outrageous. I am just getting started.
Madam, perhaps a respite, cooler heads,

could serve dessert in the drawing room
in half an hour. Yum. You're quite

right, Norman.

Thank you.

I should never have come back.

Not with you here.

Claire. Claire, sit down.

You know, you always do that.

Is that how you intend to treat the rest
of us? Spencer, please accompany me to

the kitchen this way.

This isn't over.

What just happened?

I don't know.

Okay, what did you drag me into? How do
you know those people? So Palmer thought

that things were going to get out of
hand tonight. Now I can see why she

my help.

I thought that bringing you would be a
good idea.

So Palmer's the woman who wrote you?

Estranged in Babelton?

Uh, estranged.

Estranged in Babelton.

You're here for the column.

You're working. Well, I tried... So
technically, not a date.

I'm not a date.

Is this the hangout for the non -family?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, this is it.

I should check on Palmer.

Go ahead.

It's all right. Go.

There was a treehouse. Do you remember
that?

Of course I do, Miss Arlott.

Excuse me.

This place is like a time capsule, isn't
it?

Do you know Norman's been here for 40
years?

No. Wow.

Yeah. How do you know the family?

I'm a friend of Palmer's. I'm actually
looking for her. I'm sorry.

And you're Leah. Yeah. Right? I saw your
van.

Your name right there.

Dinner was excellent. Thank you.

And you know Michael, right?

How do you two know each other?

Oh, he didn't tell you?

Interesting.

You know, I should probably set this
aside.

You got to land on your own two feet,
Teddy. Handouts don't fix anything.

This is everything I knew you'd say. You
make it impossible to talk to you. Just

give me a break.

That's because you never listen. You
can't expect others to support you in a

career that's always had an expiry date.

Watch out.

Everywhere you turn, there's a guest or
a butler.

Nellie, that went horribly.

What am I going to do next?

Homer, you were honest and brave and...
The night can only get

better.

Anything wrong with you?

Adam,

make me one of those lovely cocktails
from your office.

Ah, gin smash.

Coming up.

Nellie, a word?

Uh, yes.

the lights.

Nellie, it's so dark. Is it an outage?

Hey, Michael. It's all right.

Oh, my God.

Norman, were those gunshots? Let's find
out.

He's been shot.

Nobody move.

I'm a detective.

Everybody stay back.

911, what's your emergency? This is
Detective Michael Hogan. There's been a

murder at Arlott Manor. Requesting
immediate backup.

The bullet whizzed by my head. It
brushed my hair.

Homer?

What?

Oh, what is that?

Is that a bullet hole?

trying to murder me.

Poor Adam paid the price.

Who's got the gun?

Hands up. Let's see the hands. Hands up.
Inside the jacket.

Jacket and yours too. Open your jacket.
The purse.

It's inside the purse. Light, please.

I heard a clunk. Clunk from where? I
think over there. Okay, in the corner.

Can I get some light over here, please?

Okay, I want to get a copy of that
report from the coroner's office as soon

it comes in, okay?

And guys, make sure I get a clean sample
from that one.

Hey, boss.

Got a blown fuse, Mick.

Box was beneath the stairs.

Opened to anyone who wandered after
dinner.

Shooter was right here in this room and
no one saw a thing. The doors were

closed. Shots rang out no more than
five, ten seconds after the power

Only one door.

Windows don't open.

Yeah. You got yourself a closed room
mystery, Mickey. That's exactly what I

thinking. Anyway, the first bullet hit
Palmer in the hat. It was targeted by an

inch, inch and a half. The second shot
hit Adam in the chest.

Palmer was holding Nellie's hand when
the shots were fired, so she's

not the killer. At dinner, the widow
announced that she was going to

her heirs. Give everything to the dog,
if you can believe that. So needless to

say, things got a little heated.

Folks have been murdered for less.

They have.

So, we got the widow's brother, Huck.

Yeah. Hux's son, Teddy.

Clara Arlott is the late husband's
sister.

And Brie Spencer is Palmer's half
-sister.

And of course, there's the butler and
the caterer in the kitchen.

They couldn't have done it. You know
what? You should interview suspects

they're confined, okay? Get some solid
evidence. And for a deeper read, you

who to turn to.

She knows stuff.

Yeah. Yeah. She knows stuff.

What's going on out there? We've been so
worried. When can we leave? Just, uh,

Nellie, can you come with me, please?
Thank you.

Sorry, folks.

So,

you okay?

I just feel like I caused this.

Oh, you didn't cause anything.

I brought them all together with my
advice.

And now a man is dead.

Palmer almost died. That bullet was so
close.

Yeah.

I was just trying to help her.

And you are, Nellie. You are helping.

Can I ask you a question?

Yeah, of course. Anything.

You know that.

Who is the caterer, Michael?

Uh... Right.

Look, you're not going to believe this,
but that's actually my ex -wife.

And it's 100 % over and has been for a
very long time. It was really awkward

I was just trying to avoid it. I just
wanted our not -not -a -date to be

perfect, that's all.

You should have just told me. Yes,
you're right. I should have just told

I'm sorry. And you should have told me
that you were working.

Just didn't want to disappoint you. Uh
-huh. You were so excited.

I was.

Look, we just got a push forward. Tech
is collecting.

Trace for the gun residue test.

Looks like the gun is a weapon of
opportunity.

I know I saw that gun after dinner.

Right. And then we went into the drawing
room.

Anybody could have grabbed it after
that.

Listen, uh, Nellie.

Bergie thinks that you've done a real
good job helping out so far. And she

you to act as a consultant on this case.

And, uh, well, Bableton trusts you. She
trusts you.

Yes, I trust you too. So, what do you
say? Do you help me out?

Are you deputizing me?

No.

Consultant. Sherlock Holmes was a
consultant.

I think that makes you my Watson. I am
nobody's Watson.

We're a team.

It's an Arlott family heirloom.

The pistol was carried by Civil War
officers.

I've never so much as even touched it.

And yet, you...

You kept it loaded.

Right. My husband always did.

Okay. I never changed anything that
might go against his wishes.

Was it always kept in the hall?

You mean, did my family know it was
there?

Well... Yes.

It should have been properly stored.

Did you check it for fingerprints?

Oh, did we?

We'll know more once all the suspects
are loaded into the system.

I understand you're upset.

Upset? I was blindsided.

The new will and murder?

That lawyer was only here to assist
Palmer.

He didn't deserve this.

No one ever does.

You, however, knew about the pistol.

You grew up here, is that right?

Well, the manner meant more to you than
anyone else, I believe.

It's been in my family for generations.

The memories, the history, I miss it so
much.

But the estrangement, that was Palmer's
doing, not mine. She drove us all away.

I don't know, they froze me out.

We did nothing to deserve it. Can you
think of any reason Clara might hold a

grudge? I have no idea why she turned on
me. My father, Hamish Arlott, was a

traditionalist. He left a manor to his
eldest, my brother Edmund.

It doesn't help that Edmund was the son.

I mean, Clara was left with, she might
say, more insult than inheritance.

Oh.

There was some savings on the necklace
I'd never seen before. It meant nothing

to me. Well, I believe she hung on to
her savings. I mean, she always dreamed

buying the others out if the time came.

What about the gun?

Yeah, what about the gun?

Well, Clara shoots, but with Labradors.
Duck hunt.

I mean, I was standing by the bar.

Nellie's hand was in mine, and Adam was
beside us.

Yeah, that fits with my memory. Great.

Where was Clara at this point?

I was by the fireplace.

I closed my eyes in the dark, like this.

Oh.

Great.

Maybe you could tell us a little bit
about the Labradors and the duck hunt.

Who said anything about that?

How about Hux?

All that target practice at the gun
club? Wouldn't he be the best shot?

I think we're just trying to determine
if you would be comfortable using a gun

like this one.

My father taught me how to shoot using
the same pistol.

I know you don't want to think of any of
them doing that.

Bree was somewhere near that back wall.

And the bullet?

I felt it.

So Palmer said that Bree was back there
in the corner somewhere.

That could be significant.

So Brie and Teddy were standing kind of
like here and here. I mean, it would

have been very easy, Brie was here, for
her to just... And then one, two.

Right? It's great.

It's a very convincing reenactment.

What? How'd you get the gun in your
hand?

The purse.

Open up the purse.

I hid it in my handbag. Remember she had
that handbag? You see inside the purse.

You looked at it after. It was empty.

There was nothing in it. Okay, you got
something there. I mean, Palmer and Brie

were arguing at dinner. That makes
sense.

But if I was petty, I could have just
hidden the gun, like, right under my

cardigan where no one would have
noticed. Let's just focus on one thing

time. And Hux? Hux could have done the
same thing, but with his fancy suit

jacket. He could have just opened it up,
slid the gun in. No one would even

notice. Claire is a bit trickier. She
wasn't wearing a jacket. She didn't have

any sleeves, so she could have stashed
it under any of these cushions. She

have just hit it.

Anyone could have hit it under the
cushions. The cushions, they're

Anyone could have. Thank you, Nellie,
for keeping our options so wide open.

But I think what we need to do is focus
on financial motive. Who is desperate

enough to murder Palmer?

That's what we need.

Thank you, Norman.

What can you tell us about Huck? Yeah,
how is his money situation?

Oh, we were all so close back in the
day.

Huck, his wife, Clara, Edmund, and me.

Why didn't it last?

Well, I suppose Huck can be hard on
anyone.

Overly involved, critical.

I mean, he got that way with me when I
declined to invest.

I had been advised not to mix business
and family.

Smart. Yeah. But Hux always modded the
two.

I'm a property developer.

I offered my sister an opportunity.

That's it. That was five years back. I
was going through a rough patch in my

divorce.

Don't read into it. I couldn't get it
off if I tried.

You could just wiggle it. Yeah.

Look, were you upset that your sister
didn't invest?

No. And you know what? I'm not angry
about her inheritance either. It's her

money. It's her dog.

Uh, that is not what you said at dinner.
Yeah, but that's before he found out

you were a detective.

Ah, there we go.

Ooh. My sisters are recluse with a
small, fluffy dog obsession, and we're

suffering for it now. I mean, the lawyer
is dead.

We've been told that you're quite the
marksman. Where were you when the lights

went out?

Stubbing my toe.

I wasn't shooting at anybody, if that's
what you're insinuating.

Why were you wandering around in the
dark? Seems kind of dangerous.

Because I couldn't see.

What are you writing?

You could write that Teddy's a good
nephew. He calls occasionally. No silent

treatment like the rest of them, but
he's busy.

Oh, yeah. My Aunt Palmer and I, we talk
a lot. Oh, hey.

Like, a lot as in once a week?

Uh, once a month.

I'll pull a phone record. It's all
right.

Once a season?

Are you guys interviewing non -family as
well? Teddy, we'll ask the questions,

all right? Yeah, yeah.

We'll ask the questions.

And I have been wondering about that
argument you had with your dad after

dinner. Right, right. Rugger scores.

No, uh, money.

Uh, things haven't been going well since
my injury.

My dad takes every opportunity to say I
told you so.

Am I making you nervous at all, Teddy?

No.

Well, yes, I mean, shouldn't I be? How
are you with a gun?

Oh, no, I, uh, I can't shoot.

I'm built for tackling, only that.

Bit of a life problem these days.

Sure. The difference is Bree always
detested me.

No, why?

Moxie never trusted her.

Oh. Moxie always knows.

Palmer never accepted me, not the way
she accepts Huck, even Clara.

What could she have done differently?

I mean, I was never asking for a parade.

Were you asking for money?

Brie needs my money. I mean, she always
made this pathetic claim that I flaunted

my wealth.

I own a business. I could get business
loans.

I'm sure you can.

Do you have any business loans?

Am I required to talk about this? Did
Brie tell you that our father made her

take defense courses?

With guns. With guns?

Back when she was a teenager.

Whoa.

Defensive handgun training.

That's going to stick with him.

Greener had a shoe.

It's a joke.

All right, everyone, listen up. You've
got to stay in Bablington until further

notice. Well, we're all staying the
weekend here anyway.

Further notice is not limited to this
weekend. You must remain available for

questioning for the duration of my
investigation. I have assigned a police

presence outside the manor grounds.

Am I safe inside my home?

Oh.

Michael. I think Palmer needs a police
officer in the house.

What? Oh!

Michael can stay with you. He will keep
you safe, right?

It's a sleepover. Cops don't do
sleepovers. What are you talking about?

make up an additional room, sir.

Oh.

I'm staying at the Babelton Brook B &B.

So.

Well, there you go.

You got it.

Great.

Well, good news. I'll be staying at the
manor with you to ensure your safety

during my investigation.

That's great news.

I did it.

I found a match for the print on the
gun.

Good job.

So, I see no lawyer.

Don't need one. All you have are my
prints on an old pistol that's not

guns. No, the gun was used in a murder.

You would know your prints were on it if
you pulled the trigger.

Listen, detective, this is going to
sound strange, but you're a smart guy.

with the flattery. I was there. I saw
the argument between you and Palmer.

What I would like is for you to expand
on the family dynamic.

For the record, of course.

Palmer, Hux, and I shared a father.

My mother was his second wife. They were
grown by the time I was born. Palmer

lived at the manor. I used to visit her
with my dad when I was a kid. Um, I

guess what I'm most interested in is
that brief gap in time before Palmer

changed her will and you could still
inherit.

See, I can't help but think that you
were planning to take advantage of that.

Come on.

The pistol was lying on the floor in the
hallway.

No one was around, so I put it back.

Really? The pistol was just lying there
on the floor.

Wow. Incredible.

Yet so unlikely.

You don't believe me?

Ask Nellie what she thought.

Maybe I will.

Thank you.

I bet Palmer's relieved there was an
arrest.

Maybe. But Bree is still family, whether
they like each other or not.

Do you want to see the salon review?

Oh. They say the owner's catchless,
offensive, cheap.

Someone even claims they're suing her.

I wonder if they followed through with
it. Dunno.

Do you want to make a suspect board?

No.

So Clara and Hux blame Palmer for
pushing them away. Palmer blames them

abandoning her. She and Bree never got
along.

Her closest tie in the family seems to
be to her nephew, Teddy.

They talk a few times a year.

Okay, tell me about Michael's ex.

She cooked an excellent dinner. She has
brown hair.

Likeable. Pretty.

Yeah, see?

What? You were there.

So, what's Michael's?

Yeah, but we didn't do it.

Okay.

The butler.

What is that?

A web present.

Really? Huh.

have a web presence.

Pardon me, Ms. Parker.

Norman!

Oh, I was, um... Looking around.

Yes, I was.

Um, but I do have a couple questions for
you. Do you think Brie is capable of

murder? I suppose I can conceive of it,
yes.

Okay.

Uh, secondly, Palmer says she never
touches the pistol, but who cleans it? I

mean, it works.

I provided the officer my maintenance
schedule last night. Is it the only gun

the manor? Inside, yes.

There's a hunting rifle locked up in the
stables, as it should be. We have sooty

grouse and wild turkey on the grounds.
Excellent soup stock.

Yum.

Oh.

I... Yeah.

Uh... Uh... Yes.

Oh, I, um, I didn't finish the whip for
the mousse, because that's when the

power went out. Right.

So, the younger sister was arrested?

Yeah. Look, um, do you see Bree in the
kitchen by any chance?

Yeah, a couple of times, and I had to
keep ushering her out, because, you

I mean, I was working.

Yeah. Here.

Three sugars, no cream.

Just like you like it.

Thank you.

Sorry, I still feel shaky from this
whole thing.

Yeah, I gotta ask.

How did you get the job here?

I just came to cook as a favor.

Palmer used to have a live -in chef,
and, you know, the widow has a long

-standing glam reputation, so I thought
maybe if I came here, she would

introduce me to some VIP clients, and
that would make up for the very long

to Babelton.

Right. It has been hard rebuilding in a
new city.

I moved to Salem.

And I heard you got relocated to the
force over here.

I just didn't think that I should look
for you, you know? No.

It's for the best.

So Norman and you were in the kitchen
when the power went out.

Yeah, absolutely.

We could barely see anything.

But you heard the gunshots. Yes. It was
like it exploded in here.

Then Norman came out of the pantry with
the candlesticks, and then we went into

the room together, and that's where we
saw the dead body.

Right. Mm -hmm.

Uh, it's the sheriff.

I'll be right back.

Sweet, you gotta be kidding me.

Wow, really, it's just like old times.

A favor for who?

You said you were asked to work here for
a favor. A favor for who?

Oh, that was just a... A favor of
speech.

All right, well, let me know as soon as
you get it, okay?

Okay, good work.

Oh, hey.

So, the reports came in, and the gun
matches the bullet found in the wall and

the body and the one that made the hole
in Palmer's head. Now, I need a

ballistics expert to determine where the
shooter stood, but unfortunately, he's

out of town right now to testify, and
Birdie's trying to pull some strings to

get him back.

Now the bad news.

Oh, no.

Yeah.

No significant gunshot residue was found
on Bree's hand or anyone else for that

matter. It makes fingerprints on the
murder weapon a lot less important.

So they're letting Bree go.

Officer Ward is bringing her back right
now. So that'll be so much fun.

And here we are yet again with everyone.
One room, one weapon, and no way to

rule out any of them with an alibi or
gunshot residue or even fingerprints.

All the suspects had everything in
common. Except the personal.

The personal. I think we're missing
something about the estrangement and

relationships. Okay. They all stood to
gain the same thing. But who really

wanted Palmer dead?

I think we're being watched.

I don't like that.

It'll be fine. Come on, follow me. Let's
go.

It's Palmer's will as it now stands.

It's not a big deal. I grabbed it from
her desk.

Wanted to see what we're missing out on.
And it turns out she has it split

equally between the four of us, like she
always said.

You see, the sister I knew would never
cut her family out.

May I?

No, knock yourself out.

You didn't think she'd change it once
you stopped speaking to her? Palmer made

her world smaller. She always got what
she wanted, except when...

Edmund died.

No one thought she wanted that. Come on,
Knox. Level with us.

How bad do you need her money?

I don't.

Market's great. I do very well.

Are you sure?

Because financial suffering, I mean,
that would make sense, right? And it

also explain why you won't help your
son, right?

Mm -hmm, yeah. She heard you arguing in
the dining room.

I did. I always tried to tell him that
he needed a backup plan after pro

I love Teddy, but he doesn't listen.

How did his career end?

Shattered tibia?

Residual limp?

Hasn't had a job in two years? I take it
you're not a father.

No. No, I'm not.

But I do have one.

And if I needed help, he wouldn't say
no.

So, this is what it's come to for
privacy, huh?

That Hux.

Quite the temper on him, huh? I know.
Yeah.

when Clara stormed away from the table
and then that comment she made in the

dining room?

I think her feud with Palmer is
personal.

Sure, yeah, I guess she could be the
murderer, but so could anyone.

Look at you, the tool for the trade.

Only one who straight up can't shoot.
Sheriff said stay in town, but she

necessarily mean stay in the manor.

Officer Ward saw him sneaking away this
morning, too.

Teddy's shoes had mud on them in the
drawing room.

Tech found mud trace in the manor. Well,
you're going to have to follow him.

Find out where he's going.

Sure, I'll do that. Thanks for the tip.
Yeah, well... Allie!

What are you doing out here?

Just fresh air. That's all.

Detective Hogan, will you be dining with
us tonight?

Norman is reheating the soup.

He will be in shortly.

Palmer, how are you doing?

Your roses are beautiful.

Thank you, Nellie. They symbolize a new
beginning.

Hey,

you want to go for dinner tomorrow
night?

I mean, if you want to.

Well, it's faith that you do kind of owe
me a real date.

Why don't I cook for you at my place?

Yeah.

Sure. Even better.

Great.

Oh, doesn't he love breakfast for
dinner?

Make him pancakes. There you go.

Yes. Oh.

Tim.

Oh, he got the report on the power
outage. Blown fuse was confirmed

No tampering. Hmm.

Okay.

Faulty wire or frayed wire could cause a
short circuit.

But how could that be arranged in terms
of timing? No one touched any cords in

the drawing room. The only other room in
the house that had people in it was the

kitchen.

Well, I predict a riveting dinner
conversation.

Oh, no.

This cannot wait until dinner.

Bye.

Take the whip for the mousse, because
that's when the power went out.

What are you doing?

Leah, make the power go out. But she was
making the whipped cream.

What? There's no way she could have
known what she was doing. Detective,

has happened here?

Uh, Madam Arlott has been disturbed.

I will see you at my place at six o
'clock.

Yeah, um, I'm sorry to... Oh, pancakes!

All right. Oh, yum.

Well, I really appreciate you going the
extra mile for Palmer's safety.

Yeah, happy to be of service.

And hey, how about that portrait?

Super weird, right? I mean...

The dog kind of taken over for the
husband.

Who would have thought they were
replaced by a Pomeranian?

Who would have thought?

Here you go.

Coffee,

three sugars, no cream. Thank you. Just
like you like it.

Actually, I do like cream. Leah didn't
think I did, and I just didn't have the

heart to tell her. So if maybe I could,
no cream.

If you don't mind.

Thank you.

You can get lots of cream.

There we go.

Thank you.

So?

You want to talk about it? Oh, you mean
Leah?

Yes, I suppose I should.

The truth is... The truth is I never
thought we were going to get divorced.

Never.

I was blindsided when she said she
wanted to move out.

But, uh, then she did.

And when it was final, I realized that
it was the right thing from both of us.

So much so that we never saw each other
again after we signed the papers. I

haven't even talked to her on the phone
in over a year.

And then, there she was.

Like a bolt out of the blue.

It was a very dramatic reaction.

I didn't know what to do. I panicked.

Oh, it's Ward.

Teddy's on the move. Oh.

Are you sure this is the right spot?

Uh -huh. This is the edge of the
manifold.

Hey, that's Teddy. Look at the lip.
That's the rugby injury.

Via and Teddy together?

Did not see that coming, did you?

Yeah, maybe a little.

There was a mutt on the shoes and Leah's
favor.

They withheld information from a murder
investigation.

They cannot do that.

Mm -hmm.

So what are we going to do? We're going
to go good cop, bad cop on them. That's

what we're going to do. Oh, yeah. Okay,
which one am I?

Promise me, remember, you're not a real
cop.

Okay, I'll be good cop. You already seem
like you've chosen bad cop. Don't make

me regret this. Yep.

I'm back. I'll be right back.

We've been

dating for a while, but

we haven't told any of his family except
for Palmer. Yeah, you withheld that.

I asked you how you got the catering
job. That was my fault. I fly under the

radar with my father. He just found out
something else. What else?

Oh, I think I figured it out.

You mean the handouts.

Don't you? I mean, we thought the money
was coming from Huck, but the handouts

that he was upset about, they came from
Palmer, right?

Yeah. My aunt sent me money every month
since the injury.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was just
trying to avoid a scene with my father,

like what you saw.

Right. Adam convinced my aunt to stop
supporting me.

You know what? It's going to be okay.

You know, your family needs to find out
soon anyways, because, um...

We're getting married.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Yes.

Congratulations.

Okay, so now we know Teddy and Leah are
a pair. We have the mixer cord. The mud

that Forensics collected is going to
match the mud from Teddy's shoes and the

mud that was at the kitchen door, right?
So they could be working together.

It's possible.

Okay. That is helpful, the way you have
that laid out. Yes.

Thank you.

So, you really think your ex -wife could
be involved in a murder? No.

Not the Leah I knew. No way.

But people change, and I've seen some
strange stuff in my time.

All right, so then Teddy came, I guess,
to the kitchen door to finalize their

murder plan?

Maybe Teddy had the gun all along. Or
Leah handed off the gun and then caused

the power outage and the two make off
with a big payday together.

But it didn't happen that way, did it?

Adam was killed.

Maybe Teddy set her up unknowingly?

I think we're missing something. Yes.

Teddy's allowance.

made Palmer worth more to him alive. And
I actually think he really cares about

her. Hux, too.

Palmer was helping Teddy, but Teddy said
that Adam intervened.

Maybe we've been looking at this wrong.

How angry was Teddy if Adam was pushing
so hard to get him cut off?

Maybe Adam was the target all along.

Mick, this is a concept of interest.

Uh, yeah. I am requesting to be taken
off the Arlott Manor murder case.

My ex -wife has become a significant
factor in the investigation.

Leah wasn't even in the room when the
shots were fired.

Nope. But her fiancé was.

Mick. Do you imagine I've ever worked a
case in Babelton where there wasn't

someone I cared about?

I trust your expertise.

Come on, guys.

Keep it up.

Granny! Hi! Hi, sweetheart.

Hi, Stella.

What can I do for you, Nellie? Spill the
tea on the Arlots? Oh, the widow.

Yes. The Arlot family goes way back in
Babelton history.

Mostly passed away, though.

We were wondering if you were working on
that murder case.

I am, officially.

But don't make a big deal out of it,
Jesus.

Oh, Eli!

Eli! Come up here! It's my grandson,
Eli. He's visiting from Philadelphia.

a wonderful lawyer. Hello. Hi. He's an
evident expert.

A law student. An intern, really.

Nice to meet you. You too.

Eli and I were just discussing Palmer's
announcement to her heirs. Oh. Yeah.

Shocking, the poor fellow's shot.

Fascinating area of law, the animal
element. They can't legally inherit, so

there's often a trust for their care
bound to their lifespan and a trustee

appointed. You know, Nellie, there's a
family member on Palmer's side who came

back to Bableton for about a year and
then moved away again.

That's right. Her brother's ex -wife.
Oh, there's a big divorce.

Indictive, yeah. Oh, the wife suspected
he was hiding assets.

Have you met Hux?

Uh, Spencer?

Yes? This is terrible.

That's Rod if he did it. That could be
criminal perjury charges.

Oh, this is very helpful.

You were right. There's public record of
a filing and

judgment. Looks like Hux's divorce
lawyer was...

Adam Dunbar.

Well, that can't be. He's an estate
lawyer. His name's all over this, and it

looks like there's even a photograph of
him and Hux leaving the courthouse

together. So either he handled both, or
Hux had some other reason for using him.

I take it this was helpful?

You may have opened a window and invited
a hurricane.

Big little left. There you go. Right
there. Yeah, right on the bullet hole.

Perfect.

Just like that. Hold it right there.
Great.

Okay.

Huck?

Clara? Have you seen Huck?

I have not.

That's the manor growing.

But yours has more trees.

I've become an Oregon history buff.

There was an oak grove where the manor
was built.

Clara, can I ask you...

How well did you know Adam?

I didn't know, really.

Oh. It's just shocking and sad to be so
close to a murderer.

What did you think about him, honestly?

Smug. He was the finance wizard when he
started managing my brother's affairs.

This was back when Edmund became unwell.

I'm sorry for your loss.

He had a neurological disease.

Palmer took care of him. I always
respected her for stepping up.

What happened between you two? I get the
feeling it's not really about your

father's will. You're right.

I blame my father for that.

And Palmer cares for the manor.

Honoring the Arlott legacy was always
the most important thing to her.

Or I thought it was.

Look.

She sent me this three years ago.

Your greedy intentions disgust me?

This is terrible.

Out of nowhere, she accused me of trying
to steal the manor.

It's wildly untrue. I couldn't respond
or even look at her again.

This does come from Palmer's email
account, but I don't think she wrote

See how she writes rightfully mine?

When she wrote to me for advice, most of
the time she spoke for two.

Palmer says we and our manor. She
doesn't leave out Moxie. Exactly. And

you notice the semicolons? The words are
personal and harsh, but the style, it's

like legal writing or something.

Are you sure she didn't write it?

Oh, Nellie, I want to help you shine a
light on our family's secrets.

I'm afraid our secrets have become
dangerous.

Oh, no, I placed a product order, like,
Wednesday last week.

Okay, well, I'll give them a call. I'll
see where it's at.

I can hear you like a rat in the wall.
I'm sorry.

I was stuck in here.

Well, you're not stuck now.

Can we just talk?

Why?

Okay, fine.

I can handle you.

Great.

Let me tidy up your hair.

How is the styling business?

Loaded question.

Not good, Nellie. I suspect you already
know that.

Yeah. Are you being sued?

Was.

Not horribly.

Adam was your lawyer?

I just assume because he seems to
represent all the Spencers, right?

Losing the lawsuit must have made you
pretty mad.

So I triggered a power outage, picked up
an old pistol, and shot my lawyer.

No, I don't actually think you did that.

Right. Have you kept in touch with Adam?

I haven't spoken to him once since.

And you really just, um, stumbled upon
the gun and picked it up and put it back

in its case?

Okay, Bree, you tell me.

Who do you suspect?

Your brother? Half -brother.

Life is known to be hard, but...

He went to all of Teddy's games, home
and away.

And how does he feel about Adam?

Oh, hates him.

Adam used to be Huck's lawyer for
everything until he fired him. But

the end of a business relationship.

You think he hates him? I know he does.

Huck told me himself right before the
dinner.

Whoa, Turbo!

Are you done with Ballistic? Just
waiting for the report. Where did you

Well, I found a secret passageway in the
wall.

And a floor plan. I already looked into
that. It's not pertinent to the case.

Okay, but we know.

Palmer thinks that Clara abandoned her
ages ago. Clara thinks that Palmer sent

her a vicious email. Can't you?

Palmer didn't send it. So who did?

I think Adam was a weasel. Can we get
into his computer?

We have access to the house.

The office computer is a different
story.

Active cases are protected and lawyers
get very prickly about that.

Good point. Let's do it.

Yeah. Oh, oh. And Adam was Hux's divorce
lawyer five years ago. Five years

ago is when Hux and Palmer fell out. Mm
-hmm. And Hux hates Adam.

We got something. Let's bring him in and
turn up the heat.

Oh.

I'm not proud of it, but I dragged my
divorce out.

Made it as hard and as costly as I
possibly could.

Stupidly hoping that somehow she'd
change her mind and come back to me.

Still hoping, I guess, I hid money from
her.

Adam found out and he blackmailed me.

Well, did you report him?

No, I paid him off to disappear.

I didn't tell the soul.

Unfortunately, that meant staying away
from my sister while he was cling

-wrapped to her.

Until the dinner. What?

You told Bree that you hated him. I
mean, why did that even come up that

I went to the study to get the brandy
bottle, and I overheard him strong

Palmer about giving Teddy money. I
didn't even know she was doing that.

Look, you realize, of course, this adds
up to motive.

And then there's your gun club
membership. That's not good either.

club, that's another example of trying
to get close to Teddy and having it

backfire, so to speak. We go there every
week.

He'd never tell me anything.

Oh, okay, let me just make sure I get
this straight.

You and Teddy met at the gun club? Yeah,
like I said, we'd meet there once a

week and do shooting together.

Yeah. Trying to be a better father.

He even won a few trophies. I thought
that would have built up his confidence.

Yeah. Look, I get that you think I
pulled the trigger.

I may be a lot of things, but I'd never
take anyone's life.

Ever.

And he lied right to my face. I don't
shoot. I only tackle, he says. I don't

know if I should warn you or arrest her,
too.

But I'll tell you this much.

I'm going to get the truth out of those
two. I am going to get the truth. Okay,

so I actually have to go. Oh.

I have a deadline at work. Oh, okay,
great.

Listen, I've got a few boxes coming from
Adam's. Do you want to meet back here

in a couple hours?

Yeah. Good.

Of course I didn't make the power go out
on purpose.

The cord was cut, Leah.

Someone tampered with it. Not me.

And you.

You said you couldn't shoot.

Gun club ring a bell? Hey, come on, man.
I misspoke. No, you didn't. You lied.

You put me on the spot. I was afraid
you'd think I did it. And now I do think

you did it. You were desperate for
money, and Adam Dunbar wanted to stop

from getting it. No.

No? No.

I'm fixing everything.

Really. I talked to my dad. I told him
we're getting married.

That's what matters.

I'd never risk Leah.

Michael, do you really think that I
would marry a murderer?

No.

No, I don't.

But you could see how I would react. And
you can see how I would react to those

gunshots.

You think I want anything to do with
that?

Fair enough.

I'm just trying to do my job.

I know.

I know you.

Listen, Nellie, I haven't been entirely
open with you, so I would like to tell

you everything.

Okay. I was shot once in the line of
duty.

What? Yeah, it's not a big deal. I was
just crazed in the leg, but Leah

handle it.

She was terrified of my job as it was,
and that was the last straw, so she gave

me an ultimatum.

And, you know, when I said that I
wouldn't quit or couldn't quit because I

love what I do, she left while I was
still in the hospital.

Michael. Yeah. Anyway, I just thought
you should know.

Ironically, there's been a shooting, and
our worst fears are realized anyway.

Anyway, back to work.

Okay, let's see what we got here.

You know, when you said that we know
what we were looking for when we found

that sounded a lot more promising a
couple hours ago.

You know, Bree really lost a lot when
she got sued.

I think she was in real trouble, and
Adam knew it, too.

Okay, this is weird. This is his
planner, and he had meetings with Bree

their court case ended. She told me she
never spoke to him again.

Why would she laugh about that?

Like I said, does anybody in this family
tell the truth?

Oh, look at this.

It's a deed for the manor.

Oh. Oh, wow.

Yeah. Dated 1865.

Shouldn't this be kept in town records?

No, family records, but I don't know.
He's our lawyer. I guess he was just

storing it.

What? In his bedroom?

What else is in there?

Well, there's this stuff here.

There are love letters from Edmund to
Palmer. Okay, why does he even have

I don't know. He's scanning all these
old documents from the archives. Look,

this is a town charter.

This is a livestock ordinance from 1853.

and a marriage certificate. And in each
case, the signature is circled.

Hmm. So, the seal on the charter and the
deed is the same.

I think he was comparing signatures.

Wait, this one is different.

So it is.

Absolutely right.

I don't understand why Adam had this.
It's not even accurate.

The year can't be right.

The title transfer is signed by Samuel
Babel himself, witnessed here in Babel

1865. So why would that be wrong?

Samuel fought in the Civil War with
Oregon's first volunteer infantry.

He wasn't in Babel in 1865.

The war ended a year later, but he died
there.

If the year is correct.

The signature can't be.

I think Adam knew that Samuel Babel's
signature was forged.

I was always told the Oak Grove was sold
to my family by Samuel Babel himself.

The Arlots were highly respected.

Samuel was a friend. I don't understand
it.

The Arlots don't own the land the manor
is on?

Maybe there's an alternate document
proving ownership.

Do you have any idea where something
like that might be kept?

There's a lock drawer hidden here
somewhere.

Here. Only Palmer has the key.

I used to know how to find it when I was
a kid.

I saw my dad.

Uh -huh.

Uh -huh.

The lock is scratched.

Someone forced it.

I've never behaved like that before. Do
you think he's trying to protect the

safe? Maybe he knows Adam already stole
the deed from the safe, huh?

Well, not Adam. He wasn't a kid of the
manor.

But Free was.

Free Spencer, you are under arrest for
burglary. You have the right to remain

silent. Anything you say or do can and
will be used against you in a court of

law. You have the right to an attorney.
Should you not be able to afford one,

one will be appointed for you. You can
exercise these rights at any time.

No, Brie broke in. She was confronted
and admitted to it.

Moxie actually bit her when she was
trying to get away from him. My Moxie?

didn't notice that the deed was stolen?

Or the love letters from Edmund?

Why would I check?

I mean, why would she steal them?

Well, she's lawyering up, but she said
enough. I think that Adam and Brie were

planning extortion together.

How? Well, that original deed you had
stored in your safe, likely fraudulent,

I sent it off to forensics to check for
a forged signature.

That can't be true.

Adam and Brie had been meeting.

Tell me, had either one of them ever
attempted to threaten, blackmail you?

No, Adam was my lawyer.

I trusted him implicitly. Brie, I
believe, tried to shoot me in the

room. That is not the direction the
evidence is taking us.

It's possible that Brie was trying to
take out her accomplice, Adam Dunbar.

So he downloaded Adam's computer onto
ours.

Adam had all of her passwords.

It would have been so easy for him to
send an email from Palmer to Clara.

Yeah, I want to get briefed more than
just burglary. She needed Adam and

alive to extort money. There's nothing
here that says what they plan to do with

the deed.

Click on that.

Ah, a draft of a will. This is Palmer's.

This is the will for Moxie.

I didn't know she had got that far. She
said she hadn't. That's right. So he got

ahead of her.

And look at this. It's not signed. Super
complicated stuff. 27 pages.

Look at all the Latin.

Adam is listed as Moxie's caretaker.

live at the manor until moxie died of
natural causes would he have full access

to her money i mean it talks about a
pomeranian charity i think it's on page

or something that they would get the
estate after moxie dies right this is

big red flag this buried clause terms
and conditions add edom in full force

effect until the trustees own demise add
edom Latin for it stays the same. It

means Adam Dunbar would live at the
manor in the same way that he'd been

there with Moxie even after Moxie was
gone.

So basically, Adam would have full
control of the estate and every penny of

Well, is there any chance Palmer would
have noticed that before signing this?

Fine print and a fun note when he was
the one advising her.

Well, that's deceit. We need to tell
Palmer right now. Hold on. Look, I just

the financial reports, okay? Let's get
all of our ducks in a row first, then

we'll proceed.

Eli, thank you so much for your time.
Much appreciated. Good luck.

Adam has been dead. Just nothing
remarkable.

So Palmer used to have a full -time chef
and gardener, but not anymore, and

certainly not because she couldn't
afford it.

Maybe that's how it's meant by making
our world smaller.

Maybe Adam was a puppeteer, advising her
to cut staff.

Hang on.

Wait. This is weird.

There's no other salaries?

What about the public? He wasn't paid?

That doesn't make sense. Maybe Norman
was off the books.

Let's think about that. Yeah.

Norman said he would serve dessert
later.

Leah held off. Clara then came to visit
him in the kitchen. The other suspects

went into the drawing room. Then Leah
pours the cream into the mixer.

I think Norman had motive.

He could have found out what Adam was
planning to do with the will.

I buy that. I mean, he even hears
everything that happens in there. Yeah,

fiercely loyal. Maybe that's why he
doesn't take his salary.

Because maybe staying in the manor is
the only thing that's important to him.

And he knew that Adam was trying to take
everything.

I think he did it. Hold on just a
second. Yes, he could have tricked Lee

turning on the mixer. But he did not
pull the trigger.

But, I mean, he could have had an
accomplice.

I mean, maybe Clara did it. She could
have been the shooter. They've known

other forever, right?

No. What do you mean, no?

Because I trust Clara. Great.

I need a little bit more than that. Adam
pushed Clara away.

She didn't know it was him.

Not until I told her.

Okay, so Leah swears that the butler was
in the kitchen with her the whole time

and she would have known if he had left.
Right. She said he went into the pantry

and he came back with lanterns when the
lights went off.

Maybe he didn't have to be in the room
at all.

Now this should be shared wall.

Wait, wait, wait.

Do you think he's gone? I don't know
what to do. I'm going to go after him.

stay right here. Promise me, okay? If he
circles back, you call me.

Okay. Circles back.

Yeah, Norman's got the hunting rifle.

I tried to call Nellie, but she's not
answering.

Norman knew you were on to him?

Yeah, he's armed and he's heading into
Babelton. Or back to the manor. I don't

know which.

Sending officers, Mick. Okay, good.

Ballistics came in. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm just going to try Nellie again,

Wait.

Forensics states that bullet paths and
points of impact don't line up.

It couldn't have passed the bomber path.

Something's wrong, Mickey.

I was just ringing for tea.

Yes, I came up because Norman went out.

To walk Moxie? I actually don't know
what Norman is doing.

Homer... I'm sorry to tell you this.

Norman killed Adam.

What?

You know that already, don't you?

You marked Adam for him with the white
rose.

Was it a symbolic gesture? A death
before a new beginning? Or were you just

helping Norman aim with the white
pigment in the dark?

Both.

And your hat.

The fake bullet holes.

Of course, you could hide it with the
bows and the feathers and the netting.

you needed was somebody to notice it.

I was helping you.

Ellie, please.

Please understand, I had no choice.

Adam went too far. We had to escape his
control. You kept Adam at the bar,

across from the vase where the pistol
was found.

Where Norman fired shots through the
panel. Adam went after the Arlott name.

Edmund's legacy must be protected. You
mean Edmund's secret.

You knew the deed was fraudulent. This
manor was built on stolen land.

It belongs to the town of Babelton
Palmer.

Adam was going to take it all away. He
was going to ruin us.

He cut Bree in.

She always hated me.

It was the will, wasn't it?

That's what the deed was used for, to
force you to change the will.

But Adam couldn't be the heir. No, he
said the family would see right through

and that the courts would back him when
they sued.

But he said Moxie would be believable.

Moxie would allow him control as his
trustee and my family would have no

He threatened to expose the Arliss as
liars and thieves.

How did he know the deed was forged?

He didn't.

No one did.

That was Edmund's dying wish.

But Brie broke in looking for anything
to use against me. She took everything

that mattered to us.

Brie is no longer in my family.

So you framed her for your attempted
murder?

You promised an announcement to bring
the family together. I mean, it was the

perfect motive for her to want to kill
you before you could change the will.

She's desperate for money after being
sued.

She had the biggest grudge against you.
You made sure I knew that.

And then you tricked her into putting
her fingerprints all over the gun. You

didn't think about the gunshot residue,
though. You grabbed my hand in the dark,

making yourself the victim and me your
perfect witness.

That's why I was invited, wasn't I?

That's why you wrote to me in the first
place.

What do you imagine Adam would do next
after forcing me to change my will?

He needed my death.

My family may have abandoned me years
ago, but I never would have allowed that

outsider to take everything.

He would have squandered their rightful
inheritance.

Homer, they didn't abandon you.

That was Adam.

He forged emails from you to them and
pushed them away.

I didn't know that.

The panel.

Did Norman construct that?

Just for this?

That's his butler's secret.

Anticipating our every need. Watching.

Taking good care of us.

He slips into a room. And no one even
knows he's there.

Homer.

You remember what we talked about?

Honesty.

Even when the truth is difficult.

Norman, I'm sorry.

It's over.

Nellie knows everything. It's time for
us to turn our house in.

Norman, no.

I have always taken care of you, Madam
Arlott.

Norman, I understand why you did what
you did.

No one takes better care of Palmer than
you.

Norman, lower the gun.

It's over.

Norman, this isn't right.

And you always do things the right way.

Don't you?

Freeze!

We know you were just trying to protect
us.

Palmer, you should have trusted us. Told
us what Adam was up to. I am so sorry.

Well, I'm going to get you the best
lawyer in town. I promise you that.

Norman, too.

You'll take care of Moxie.

Move into the manor. We would be
honored.

We'll visit you.

Don't worry, we'll set this right.

We sure will.

We love you.

I love you, too. Okay.

Be a good girl, sweetheart.

Oh, I'm sorry.

So,

how are you?

Relieved that you're okay.

Yeah, a little worried there, you know.

Happy to be going home?

You can say that again.

I guess everyone will be going home now.

Yep.

Leah, too.

Point taken.

I should, uh, I should figure that out
myself.

Not a bad idea.

I should probably, you know.

Mm -hmm.

See ya.

Dear Nellie, some might call me new in
town.

There's something that's been weighing
on my mind.

It's this really great woman I've been
getting to know. She's impressive and

smart, sometimes intimidating me so.

I had some stuff in my past that I
needed to resolve, and she helped me see

that. I'm starting to worry that I
waited too long for the right time to

move. What should I do?

Sincerely, some schmuck in Bableton.

Hey. Hi.

So what do you think?

I say the schmuck should go for it.

Oh, yeah?

Mm -hmm.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Because this time I'm going to do it
right.

I made us a reservation.

Tonight, 8 p .m., Shea, Danielle, you
and me.

Dinner.

And dancing?

No.

And dancing?

And dancing.

So what are you doing now?

Nothing. No?

What do you say, milkshakes on me?

Oh, milkshakes. Is that your move? I've
seen it before.

Listen, kid, I got a lot of moves.

Well, good, because we're going dancing.

Ugh.

Fine.

You know, who would have thought that
the butler actually did it? That was me.

I did. You're right. It was you. You
did.

Baby, you can take your time.

I'm not trying to change your mind.

I'm not going nowhere.

Tell me when you get there.

Baby, you can take your time.

This is it? Operation Forever and Always
is the go?

After the trial. Sunday.

Order, please.

This is a signed confession of one
Christopher Hughes. Where is Mr. Hughes?

why isn't he making his accusation
directly to this court? It's looking

Pioneer Electric burns down an entire
town and gets away with it. There might

one other move we can try.

Come home, son.

It's never too late to come home. I'm
ready to render my verdict.

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