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MARTIN: Charlie Carter,
you can walk in here

and derail my investigation.
But the bottom line is,

I spell "murder" with an "M"

just like the next guy.

HARLEY: Stop. Stop, stop, stop.

Stop, stop, stop. What was that?

- Acting.
- Hmm.

I don't want you acting.

I want you to live it.
I want you to love it.

I want you to feel it!

Yes.

You are playing Detective
Sneeps Sneepkins.

He was...

- I never saw the show.
- What?

I said I never saw the show, man.

What the fritz, Martin?

He was Harley's nemesis on
every season of Call Carter,

and a fan favourite, I might add.

I only took drama so I didn't have to do

the mandatory gym course, okay?

My heart lies squarely
in the world of science.

The world has enough scientists.

We need more actors.

DAVE: You're rehearsing the grand finale

for Bishop's 150th Birthday Weekend,

so pay attention.

This is the only man who
should be talking right now.

He's your director.

Who are you again?

- I'm Dave. I'm your stage manager.
- Gross.

What? Why is that gross?
why is that gross?

- Duh.
- You're very mean. She is really mean.

All right. Mercedes, take a chill pill.

Yes, Dave is our stage manager,

and that's the lowest
rung on the totem pole.

But he's still a human. Listen up.

Come Saturday night,
these seats are going to be filled,

Oh, and speaking of, it is my honour

to introduce to you

the OG Detective Sneeps Sneepkins,

Dwick Brisebois!

- DAVE: Yes!
- (LAUGHING)

Clap. Clap.

When I finally realized
you were never coming back

to Los Angeles, what choice did I have?

What, you're stalking me now?
Get your butt up here.

Oh, Harley, you said
you wouldn't make a big deal.

- I feel kind of weird.
- Dwick is a lot more shy,

a lot more humble than I am.

But we had a blast shooting
nine seasons of Call Carter.

- Sure did.
- This is the guy you said I look like?

He's like your doppelgänger,
50 years from now.

Exactly how old do you think I am?

- 70.
- Ah, Jesus.

Okay. Dave and I are going
to grab some vegan smoothies

over at North Star, but Mr. Brisebois

is going to hang around here,
give you some pointers.

Run some lines.

- Oh, no.
- Yeah. Come on. Come on.

No, no, no. As I said,
I'm here on vacation.

I just wanted to hit the beach,
get some sun. Here you go.

Okay. I could run some lines, I guess.

You know, believe it or not,

I myself was once a bit
of a science nerd.

- I believe it.
- You are so mean. She is so mean.

- Good luck.
- Ah.

BOYLE: I think we should
cordon off the boardwalk.

Filter people through the
North Beach pathway. You agree?

I agree, yeah.

Especially when the
fireworks display happens,

we want to have all of
these exit routes mapped.

Hey.

- You okay?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

It's just I know every
inch of this town,

and every spot has a memory.

Seems like you're thinking about
a particular spot right now.

No, it's just... I
mean, yes, but it's...

It's kid stuff.

This is my interested face.

Um... okay.

I was... I was a
freshmen in high school,

and I was supposed to meet this boy...

Ah!

...out here... it was the
carnival, summer night.

In a way, it was supposed
to be my first real date,

and the guy didn't show up.

He didn't show up?
What idiot wouldn't show up for you.

You'll excuse me if
I'm too blunt, but...

I don't know how else to play this.

Don't you think we should talk
about what happened at the range?

That I outshot you?

Yeah...

Um... listen, uh, I know what happened,

and we should talk
about it, it's just...

I'm not always that
great at putting together

the right words to
describe how I'm feeling.

All right, I understand that. I get it.

Just make sure you let me know

when the right words come together.

- I will.
- Okay.

We got time.

Yeah. We got time.

But right now,
we should head back to the station,

start initiating this plan.

- Yeah, let's do that.
- Okay.

♪♪

CARTER: Okay, Tears for Fears,
brilliant name.

A Flock of Seagulls, ridiculous.

Oh, I like it. Men at Work, brilliant.

Men Without Hats, ri-donc-ulous.

Okay, okay. Counting Crows...

Oh, that's a hard one.

Smash Mouth?

What the...

Sam! Sam! Sam!

- She's breathing.
- Oh, God.

- CARTER: Dave, call an ambulance.
- DAVE: Yeah.

Boyle! Hey...

Call all the ambulances, Dave.

♪♪

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Here comes the jiggly!

No, I feel fine. I
don't want any jiggly.

- Come on, have a little jiggly.
- I don't want any.

Here comes the jiggly train.
Chugga-chugga-chugga...

Come on, have a little jiggly.

Jiggly train trying to
get into the station.

All right, fine. Suit yourself.

Hey, Dave, you want some jiggly?

Wes, what have we got?

All personnel at the station
at the time of the attack

had at least trace amounts of the
drug ketamine in their systems.

Chief Boyle hit his
head when he fell.

He's stable,
but in and out of consciousness.

Ketamine?

It's often used as an
anaesthetic in surgeries.

All right, Dave and I are
going to head to the station,

- try and see if we can figure this out.
- Well, I'm coming with you.

Maybe you should rest until
your functions stabilize.

I'm not gonna stay in this
bed while this is happening.

Let's get back to work. I'm still a cop.

I've gotta change.

- Oh, okay.
- What?

- I think she...
- Sorry.

ABIGAIL: Miss Mayor,
I get this is a big deal for your town.

Yes, I get that it's not every
day a town turns 150 years old,

but with all due,
there has been a serious threat.

You should cancel all the festivities.

Fine, it's your call.
I'll keep you posted.

Um, hi there, how are you?

Abigail?

- Sam, hello.
- Hi, this is...

Staff Sergeant Major
Pershing, Lynn RCMP.

Oh... Pershing? As in Chief Pershing?

My dad, Angus, yes.

Oh... this is amazing!
How are you? I am...

I know who you are. The peacock.

Aside from the nickname,
he doesn't talk about you much,

which tells me everything
I need to know.

The peacock?

Your dad was the best,
I always used to give him these hugs

and lift him up,
and his feet would just dangle

just a little bit off the ground.
It was so cute.

Tell him that we said hi.

Abigail, I haven't seen you
since you were finishing up

training. So you're a sergeant?
Congratulations.

Thanks, Sam. I've worked hard.

Hard enough to feel comfortable
in someone else's office?

Your chief has been incapacitated.

I've been put in charge
of this investigation

with the full authority of my branch.

And... this is an office I've
spent a considerable amount of

time in as a kid, so yeah,
I'd say it feels pretty familiar.

Now this whole station is
considered a crime scene

so I'm having your coffee
stations and vending machines

tested by the lab.

I'm sorry, you think an
entire depament was poisoned

from bad station coffee

or a nasty nut and nougat
bar in the vending machine?

- SAM: Harley.
- Do you have a better idea, Carter?

Well... I mean, the fact
that the ketamine had such

a wide effect, it was probably airborne.

Likely administered from
the vents or the ducts.

That's where I'd start.
But hey, what do I know?

I'm just a peacock.

(SQUAWKING)

I'm so sorry.

Abigail, we found this canister

in the ducts filled with ketamine.

The fan blew it into the vents.
Looks like Harley was right.

ABIGAIL: Are you kidding me?

CARTER: Guys, let's concentrate
on the upside here. I was right!

ABIGAIL: Zip it, Carter. Thank you.

Me and my team will take it from here.

Why don't you three go through
the surveillance footage?

If you can handle that.

Surveillance footage?
What are we, rent-a-cops?

You don't think Abigail
squeezing us out of this

investigation is in any way suspicious?

If you would pay attention,
maybe we could be the ones

cracking the case right here.

Oh, no! Abigail's purse just fell!

What the hell are you doing?

That is a sergeant's personal property.

Well, she left her purse out here,
so it's kind of her fault.

Yeah, you know, some
psychologists might say

she wanted us to search it.

By the way, three hand sanitizers?

Well, that explains why she
didn't want to shake our hands.

- Guys...
- It's a plain view search,

which I'm pretty sure is a thing.

It's a thing when you
have probable cause.

Are you really gonna
let Pershing's offspring

just waltz in here and take
over our investigation?

In my world, there is something
called the chain of command.

And as abrasive as she may be,
Abigail was sent here

to do a job.
You just have a problem with authority,

so get your fingers out
of that woman's purse.

Freeze it. Freeze it right there.

That's from four days ago.

- Rame Duct Works?
- No, no, no, that's a fake name.

It's like a name that a
bunch of writers on a TV show

would come up with,
'cause it's easy to clear.

It's probably the
writers' initials, like,

Roddy, Andy, Michael, Evan.

- Roddy?
- DAVE: Get this.

There is no business in
Bishop called Rame Duct Works.

So who's the guy in the jacket?

Want to explain this, Carter?

Oh, if you wanted an autograph,

you probably should have been
nicer to me when we first met.

This whole thing is about you.

We found this in the duct.

DAVE: "Dear Carter,
real danger, fake detective."

"Having your fun yet?
Wondering what's next? Celebrate big."

It's a riddle. I'm gonna have
to call in our code department.

But there is no question that
there is a clock on this.

- Look how it's signed.
- XOXOXO.

No, there's a U in there.

DAVE: XOXO-U-XO. Is that a mistake?

No, UXO is military speak
for unexploded ordinance.

IE, a possible live bomb.

They still find them on
the beaches at Normandy

75 years after World War II.

I know it's not the same thing,
but they're holding that

150th beach volleyball tournament

down at Calypso Beach right now.

We have to get to that beach,
and we need to bring

a bomb squad with us.

OFFICER ON LOUDSPEAKER: Plot 26.
I need a go signal, or an all clear.

- Do you have eyes?
- All clear.

OFFICER ON LOUDSPEAKER: Plot 26,
what are we looking at?

SECOND OFFICER:
Not an explosive, no detonator.

But I don't know what this thing is.

CARTER: Hey, look, it's me!

North American tour of Grease.

ABIGAIL: "Kaboom! You got lucky
this time, but unless flavour"

"of the month, Harley
Carter, leaves Bishop,"

"you're all gonna get assaulted."

(ICE CREAM TRUCK MUSIC PLAYS)

On a positive note,
the ice cream truck just got here.

(ICE CREAM TRUCK MUSIC PLAYS)

That was the mayor on the phone.

In light of what could have
been a major tragedy...

More like a minor prank.

She's given me full authority
to cancel the celebration,

including your little high school play.

Effective immediately.

Okay. You know what?
I'm just gonna come out and say it.

Abigail Pershing is the worst. Right?

Well, unofficially,
I got your back, but she...

she really scares me.

What if this is just an elaborate scheme

for her to make a name for herself?

- I wasn't thinking that.
- How would that work, exactly?

Think about it.
She creates the mayhem to save the town

from mayhem, and become the hero.

- Compelling.
- It's not, really.

She rolls into town, from out of
nowhere, she's got an attitude,

she is determined to cancel
the town's celebration.

She is the one who finds
the notes on the back of

my precious head shots.
She's clearly got it our for me.

Oh, yes, okay. I see.
So this is about you.

No, no, no. That's not what I meant.

You're kinda reaching there, buddy.

There's something off about
Abigail Pershing! I can feel it!

(GASPING)

Excuse me. Sorry.

We're going to have to
commandeer this and your helmet

for a police investigation. Thank you.

Hey!

Hey, relax, it's the most
exciting thing to happen to you

since I walked up to you
five seconds ago. Thank you!

- SAM: What are you doing?
- Just look, look, look.

That dude was filming the whole time.

Let's see if Abigail Pershing
was up to any suspicious

activity...

- Oh my gosh.
- What is it?

These new pants I got.
Look at me running!

They fit me so well,
all that core work is really paying off.

Okay, here we go, Sam.
Come and take a look at this.

Who is that?

SAM: That's Jasper Hightower,
he's a veterinarian.

Why is Abigail Pershing
yelling at a veterinarian?

That is a good question.

♪♪

Dr. Hightower? Sorry. The door...

I came here to talk... I'm sorry,
what is that smell?

Oh, I'm just doing labs on
four-year-old Jason Kinewski's

- stool sample.
- A four-year-old child?

No, Jason's a Golden-doodle

with some pretty severe IBS issues.

I'll say.

Oh my God, did you just...

- No... no! It's chocolate.
- SAM: Oh...

DR. HIGHTOWER: Just chocolate.
You know, with a little nut and caramel.

- Care for one?
- No.

Are you my one PM? The Cornish
Rex with the abscessed tooth?

No, I'm Sam Shaw, Bishop PD.

I came to talk to you
about Abigail Pershing.

- The Great Dane?
- The RCMP sergeant.

Pershing... yeah. Pershing.

Remember that name...

But I don't, 'cause I don't know her.

That's funny, because, uh,
you were seen here arguing with her

on video, about an hour ago.

Oh... Abigail Per-shing.

Yeah, I don't "know her" know her,

but I'm just familiar with
her from when she was a kid,

you know, and I was a kid,
and we were both kids.

What were you talking about?

We were just catching
up, you know, like,

"Hey, how's your dad?"
"He's good, how's your dad?"

"He's also good."

Okay, here's the thing, Dr. Hightower.

The labs from the attack
on the precinct came back

showing traces of ketamine.

What does that have to do with me?

Ketamine is used along with
other drugs to anaesthetize

livestock for surgery, and I mean,

you're the town veterinarian,
and you were seen arguing

with the sergeant who is
investigating that very attack

so it seemed like a...

fair line of questioning.

Have you had any ketamine
go missing lately?

Look, I told you everything I know,

and I think I've been very helpful,

so if there's nothing else,

please... leave.

Just so you know, protecting somebody

can make you an accessory
after the fact.

You'll excuse me if I
don't shake your hand.

DAVE: Chilli time...

- You're not eating?
- No, I'll pass. Too salty.

Gord, the fry cook,
has an itchy salt finger.

Always has.

Mr. Dwick, a selfie?

Oh...

Sure, of course.

Loved you on Call Carter,

not sure what I've seen you in since.

But to me, you'll always be Sneeps.
Just indelible.

You're a real weasel.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, you are so sweet.

Ah, I tell you. In our business,
you're lucky to get one role

that people identify
with you that strongly.

Yeah, we had a good time on Call Carter,

but I'm sort of glad that I hung it up.
I mean, you remember

how close we all got on the show.

I feel that way here in Bishop,
except I don't have to

deal with ratings,
or worry about getting canceled.

(LAUGHING)

Ah, look who it is.

The admirable Martin Seymour Hoffman.

I should be pissed at you
for ruining the festival

if I wasn't so relieved
that we don't have to do

that stupid scene from your stupid show.

You want me to take care of that kid?

You want to blame someone for
canceling all these festivities?

Look no further than Abigail Pershing!

(ABIGAIL CLEARING THROAT)

- Beat it.
- Hey, you know...

I gotta go to the restroom.
Sorry guys. I'm so scared of her.

You're going to take this pen,
and you are going to write down

the names of everyone
in this town who has

or will have a grudge against you.

So, they're keeping you sedated

until the swelling in
your brain goes down,

but the nurse said I should
feel free to talk to you.

So... here it goes. I thought...

I knew how I wanted
things to go in my life.

But I don't know. Lately, I've just...

I've been thinking that
maybe there's something more

out there for me.

And I never thought that
before you showed up.

And the kiss was good.

It felt good.

And also bad...
because it was just so confusing.

It just sparked so many
unanswered questions.

So here we are.
And now we have a ticking clock

of a different kind,
and a case that's running away from us.

Maybe I should fill you
in on what you've missed.

No one has a grudge against me
in this town. Everyone loves me.

ABIGAIL: A third attack is imminent,
and people are in danger.

So if you truly love
Bishop, start writing.

And take your time,
I wouldn't want you to miss anyone.

CARTER: What about this guy?

_

Yes, you're right, that man hates you.

SAM: So the first note
brought us to the beach,

so the second note has to have
a clue in it that tells us

where the third attack happens.

"If flavour of the month
Harley Carter doesn't leave,"

"you will all be assaulted."

Uh... Harley Carter... flavour
of the month doesn't leave,

you will all be assaulted...

Assaulted... assaulted...

A-salted. Salt. It's
something you flavour,

something you salt... it's food!
Uh, but what...

What would you salt that the
whole town would be eating?

I gotta tell you,
I think there's something funky

in that chilli.

Mommy, I feel funny...

I don't feel so good.

(VOMITING)

WOMAN: Oh my God.

We've been poisoned!

♪♪

Ugh...

Nobody eat the... ew!

(PEOPLE VOMITING)

And scene.

Constable, all evidence
must be bagged and tagged.

You mean this mysterious odd
and foreboding medical vial?

A medical vial possibly used in
the poisoning of our citizenry?

That was curiously found next
to the tire of your vehicle?

Here's what I'm curious about.
All of these police here,

and the amateur is the one
who finds this. Interesting.

Bag it. We'll send it to an
independent lab outside of Bishop.

Cutting Wes out of the picture,
you still think your girl

is on the up-and-uppies?

What I think is that
sometimes ambitious women

are labeled differently
than ambitious men.

This is her crime scene.

Okay... we're going to have to
take this into our own hands.

Oh yeah, and how are we gonna do that?

Depends on how hungry you still are.

(STOMACH GURGLING)

What can you tell us about the chilli?

(STOMACH GURGLING)

- Wow, you gonna be okay?
- Yeah.

Well, if Gord made it,
I'm guessing it was over-salted.

- Right?
- But it also contained high

concentrations of major

alkaloids... emetine,
methyl cephaline, and cephaline,

which act locally by
irritating the gastric mucosa,

and centrally by stimulating

the medullary chemoreceptor
trigger zone.

Ah, yes... medullary chemoreceptor...
trigger zone. Yes, of course.

- Ingles, por favor.
- Thank you.

It's ipecac. It basically
makes you hurl.

And there's worse news,
as far as finding a culprit, Harley.

You can buy this over the
counter at any pharmacy,

so it could be virtually anyone.

(OFFICERS CHATTERING)

(CHATTERING)

Oh we believe this is the
shovel used to dig the whole

at the beach, we found it discarded

at a nearby wooded area.

We're still trying to pull
a print from the shaft.

- He said "shaft."
- What is literally wrong with you two?

CARTER: Sam,
you snuck into the records room?!

SAM: Yes, I snuck in there.
You're not the only one

who can break the rules.
But from what I found in there,

I think you might be right about
Abigail. We have to find her.

Hey, where's Pershing?

OFFICER: She's in the
interrogation room.

- I want you to tell me the truth!
- What is this?

I'm interrogating my prime suspect.

- A kid?
- ABIGAIL: He's fifteen,

and he's admitted to defacing
one of Carter's billboards.

He blacked out his teeth,
drew a moustache, and horns.

No, those weren't horns, but yeah, okay,

I was trying to get back at him,
'cause every day,

he walks into drama class like
he's cooler than Johnny Galecki.

CARTER (OVER INTERCOM):
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- I'm not cooler than Johnny Galecki?
- Why isn't he in here?

Sorry, too many people in this scene!

I'm just waiting for my cue.

I didn't attack anyone, I swear.

The ketamine used in the attack
was stolen from your father's

cabinet... he knew it, and that's
why he lied to me at the beach.

To protect you. And here's the kicker.

We pulled this from your social media.

And I quote, "Harley Carter
has turned this whole town"

"into a crap episode of his crap show."

"Time to cancel it and him."

CARTER (ON INTERCOM): Wow, Martin.
Super rude about my show.

I'm pretty sure that was a death threat!

- SAM: Harley!
- Yeah, I really think my son did it.

- Dad!
- I love my boy,

but all the evidence is
pointing right at him!

Also you should probably
read his diary, too.

It's possibly filled with a
lot of really dark thoughts.

You read my diary?!

You're supposed to be a genius, right?
And under the mattress

is the best hiding spot
you could think of?!

Martin is a self-professed
science aficionado.

he'd be capable of knowing
how to set up the ketamine

for maximum effect in the vents.

Martin?

Well, yeah, of course I know how,
that's like science 101.

That is a viable theory, Abigail.

Thank you, Sam. I'm glad you approve.

But I have discovered another theory.
Rafalski?

Keep an eye on these
two for a few minutes?

- ABIGAIL: That's my suspect.
- Not going anywhere.

DR. HIGHTOWER: You know, uh, in a pinch,

- a toothbrush makes for a handy shiv.
- MARTIN: Dad!

Angus Pershing did not retire willingly.

I read this in his file.
I did not know that, and it sucks.

He was forced out...

He gave his life's blood to this town.

SAM: And I wouldn't blame
you if you held Bishop,

and maybe even Harley
Carter responsible.

I mean, he didn't exactly make
your dad's last year easy.

Excuse me, are you
accusing me of something?

How could I even do that?

I was assigned this case,
I'm not a fortune teller.

Harley, you ready for
your show and tell?

Finally. Been waiting for my cue.

Sergeant Pershing.

Do you mind if we take a
look-see in your purse?

- What?
- Thank you.

We conducted a legal open
view search of the contents

of your purse, and we found
nothing out of the ordinary,

except for this receipt
for an open pharmacy item.

Might it be for ipecac?

Well done, Harley Carter!

But the $18.95 isn't for ipecac.

It's for Werther's
Original butter candy.

An impulse buy. Are you
proud of yourself?

This is not about the Werther's,
this is about the date.

The date you bought those
delicious sucking candies.

Four days ago.

SAM: Before anything went down,
before there was a case

to be assigned, you were here
and had access and opportunity

to plant everything.

I was in town helping my father.

Your father was in Florida playing golf.

He came back for his birthday.

But I'm sure you guys forgot about that.

Just like you forgot about him.

And that gives you legs to an alibi.

And that's why I'm
going to arrest Martin

and hold him responsible.

And I guess that's good news for you,
Harley Carter.

You get to put on your
little high school play.

- I thought for sure we had her.
- We'll get her.

- (DISTANT SHOUTING)
- What the hell is going on out there?

What is that?

- There's about 30 more just like this
- _

- being paraded around out there,
- _

calling for you to leave town!

I mean, the whole station
is a mad house, man!

You know, I have never replaced an actor

who was incarcerated before.
Couple of dead guys, sure.

(FLAPPING GUMS)

Toy boat. Toy boat. Toy boat. Toy boat.

(SLURRING)

Ah, can't believe I get
to play Sneeps again.

You know, I don't know if I'm
excited or nervous. (CHUCKLING)

You know, I just haven't felt
this way in a long time,

and I like it.

I doubt anyone's gonna show up, anyway.

Pershing really torpedoed
my cred in this town.

Hey... you know what?

So what if it doesn't
work out in Bishop?

You've always got a home in Hollywood.

You know, my couch is your couch.

Actually, it is your couch!
You gave it to me

when you moved back here.

All right.

(GROANING)

- Need some help?
- No, no. I got it.

(CRACKING BACK) (GROANING)

All right, I'm gonna run
out and grab a smoke,

and I'll see you in the scene, buddy.

Ah, yeah.

Harley, I hope this isn't a bad time.

I wouldn't want to break your
concentration before the big show.

It doesn't matter, what do you need?

I brought you an opening night present.

I was able to identify
the person whose prints

were on the shovel we
found near the beach.

But it's odd.

♪♪

(GASPING)

- Harley Carter, you've done it again!
- Is he talking to me?

Hey, what are you doing here?
Get out of here!

No civilians backstage, go!

Guys, you're not gonna believe this.
It's a full house.

You see that? The town
does believe in you!

People didn't stay away,
they had to be turned away!

It's a who's who of Bishop out there!

(CROWD CHATTERING)

(CHEERING)

Listen to me, Charlie Carter.

You can walk in here,
derail my investigation,

take a lot of cheap
shots at my methods...

But I spell murder with an
"M" just like the next guy.

So good... he's so good.

Murder... The end for some,

just the beginning for Charlie Carter.

Hey, you know what, everybody?

You folks all know how this scene goes.

I have a theory. Sneeps has a theory.

My theory is usually right.

(LAUGHING)

You've seen this scene after scene,
episode after episode,

- season after season.
- Hey, buddy, that's not the line.

Harley, what are you doing?
You're gonna blow all the cues!

He's gonna blow all the cues.

We were going to perform for
you an episode of Call Carter,

but I thought we'd try something
a little different tonight.

A little something called...
improvisation.

- (SNORTING)
- Hey, everybody!

That's our rascal of
an evidence tech, Wes,

right over there!
Let's give him a round of applause,

everybody, yes! Yes!

MAN: Sit down, jerk face!

Now, Wes actually came to me
with a very important piece

of information,
right before we all took the stage.

He gave me the identity of
the person whose fingerprints

we found on the shovel that
was used to bury the fake bomb

at Calypso Beach. And
it was none other...

- than Abigail Pershing.
- (CROWD GASPING)

That is not true.

Now listen. Hold on a second.
I said fingerprints,

but it was more specifically
one fingerprint.

Her thumb print,
over and over and over again.

All up and down the handle.
Now either Abigail is literally

all thumbs,
or someone planted that thumb print

over and over and over again,
in order to implicate her.

It reminded me of an
episode of Call Carter.

Our guest star was
actually Corbin Burnson.

- (CHEERING)
- Yes, love him!

Weird belly button.
Old Corby's got this long, like, outie.

It's so weird!
But, um, Corby played Tom Farfuggen,

this baseball manager,
drug smuggler who tried

to implicate someone by
planting their thumbprint

all up and down a baseball bat.

Sadly, the scene had to be cut,
so only two people in Bishop

knew about that scene. Myself...

- And Dwick Brisebois.
- (GASPING)

It was you, Dwick,
who gassed the precinct with ketamine.

It was you who planted the
fake bomb at Calypso Beach.

And it was you who tainted the chilli.

And it was you who wrote those notes

on the back of my precious head shots.

That's ridiculous.
You're accusing me based on

some old footage that
nobody's ever even seen.

(CARTER LAUGHING)

How very Sneepsian of you.

Well, let me implicate you
within an inch of your life.

Dwick used his science background...

Believe it or not,
I myself was a it of a science nerd.

CARTER: To fill the aerosol
cans with the ketamine he stole

from the town veterinarian.

When Sam told me the cabinet
looked like it had been

broken into, I remembered the
bandage on Dwick's hand.

Dwick then placed the cans
in the ducts at the precinct.

You used my suspicion of
Abigail Pershing to frame her.

She creates the mayhem to
save the town from mayhem

- to be the hero!
- Compelling.

CARTER: Dwick claimed he
needed to use the restroom

so he could slip out and plant
the ipecac in Abigail's car,

but it was locked,
so he placed the bottle by the tire.

Then he pretended to be
sick from the chilli.

I gotta tell ya, I think there's
something funky in that chilli.

CARTER: Even though he hadn't eaten any,
'cause he knew it was filled

with stomach-clearing ipecac.

But all that would have
been circumstantial

without hardcore physical evidence,
like prints,

which you pulled off of
Abigail's mug at the diner,

and then disguised yourself as
RCMP in order to get access.

SAM: Hey, where's Pershing?

She's in the interrogation room.

CARTER: And plant those
prints on the shovel.

We all know being an actor
is the most important job

on a TV show...
don't tell the writers I said that.

And as actors, we have our go-to's,

our tricks of the trade.

Dwick, yours is your elaborate

handwriting on the murder board.

Did you know you can positively
identify someone based on

their handwriting,
the same way you can from a fingerprint?

Like, for example, the curve of
your R here on the murder board

matches the curve of the R on the notes

written on the back of
my precious head shot.

Why, Dwick? Why? Huh?

We had such a fun time
shooting Call Carter!

But maybe that's the reason right there.

When Call Carter ended,
you couldn't get another job.

You were typecast as Sneeps.

So what do you do? You try and
get the good people of Bishop

to turn against me,
to force me back to Hollywood,

so we would have to resume
shooting Call Carter.

But you underestimated
the good people of Bishop.

These are my people.

Where no amount of
ketamine or fake bombs...

Yeah!

...Or tainted chilli could stop
us from celebrating our town!

(ALL CHEERING)

Augh! (CRASHING)

(GASPING)

Oh, oh, oh! Ladies and gentlemen!
Chief Boyle!

(CHEERING)

You know, Carter,
I'm starting to like this acting thing.

You're a natural, they love you!

CROWD: Bishop! Bishop! Bishop!

You know what? Everybody get up here!

Dot! Wes! Dave! Get up here!

Everybody get up here, it's time to bow.

Where's my cast?! Come on, everybody!

Oh yeah, enjoy it.
Take your bow, folks. Yes!

Whoo! All right, everybody.

We're gonna jump up on
three for the freeze frame!

One, two, three!

BOYLE: I'm in a coma for two seconds
and the whole town falls apart.

To pieces. You feeling okay?

Harley Carter, he's something, isn't he?

Oh, he is something.

Hey, listen, um,
I was made to understand that...

you were by my side in the hospital.
Thank you.

Uh, were you... did you...

Um, of course. I mean, you're...

you're one of us now. You're family.

Yeah, well,
I really feel a part of the town.

Largely because of you.

That's sweet. Why do I
feel a "but" coming?

NYPD wants me back.
They offered me a job. Big job.

Wow. Good for you. That's...
when did you...

When did you find out?

Actually, I've known
for a couple of weeks.

Listen, Sam,
I want you to understand that everything

I said to you the first time we
met in my office was all true.

But there's a fire in my belly that's
calling me back to the action.

It's just in my bones.

Well, I think you should
follow your bones.

There's one big question mark that's
making this decision a lot harder.

And that's you.

Me?

Us.

Us...

Look, Sam, I'm not a
man who plays games.

Not at this point in my life.

I think there's...

a lot of potential for us.

I just want a chance to turn
that question mark into...

you know, something else.

So this morning I
finally got the results

for my mail-in DNA kit.

Turns out I'm not exotic, Harl.

I'm not even a little bit Dutch.

I'm a 100% Northern Canadian guy.

You know what? I'm happy being me.

And I'm grateful for
you and what we have.

I love what we have, too!

I think we got a few more years in us,
a few more seasons.

Me, you, and Sam.

At least, till we get a streaming deal.

Oh. Look who it is.

- What's going down?
- What up?

Yeah, boom!

Oh, what? Why?!

Oh! (LAUGHING)

CARTER: Please don't make Dave
do that again. It wasn't great.

DAVE: See you guys. SAM: Yeah, I know.

It's a nice night.

Nice town.

Yeah...

You ever think about that night?

What night?

That night you were supposed
to meet me on the boardwalk?

We were supposed to have a date.
You never showed up.

I'm so sorry. I... I don't remember.

In a way I feel like I've been
waiting for you ever since.

Harl, I gotta ask you.

That night,
when we were outside of the car...

The night before Dave
married a bank robber...

Oh...

And you leaned in to kiss me.

Was that really about Boyle, or...

What are you asking?

Boyle is going back to New York.

He got his old job
back with a promotion.

Wow... that's great.

Yeah.

He asked me to join him.

Well, to go there and work.
He thinks I'm ready.

Yeah, you... you are ready.
You've always been ready.

So you think I should go?

I only think it's
important what you think.

Well... I mean, I think it would be...

a huge opportunity, you know.

I mean, have I fantasized about
something like that? Maybe.

It would be a big learning curve,
I'm sure, but...

I guess what I'm asking is...

What do you think about Boyle?

I think he's terrific.

I mean, I don't know if
there's anything real there,

but I would be lying if I said
I wasn't curious to find out.

Well, that's two reasons right there.

Okay.

A lot to think about then.

♪♪

Hey, Harl?

Yeah?

If I go, you'll come visit, right?

You kidding?

You and me in New York?

Coney dogs, going to
see Cats the Musical?

Mouthing all the words?

We will crush that city.

Good.

Red converse. No laces.

Smiths t-shirt, torn jean jacket.

That's what you were wearing
that night in high school

on the boardwalk.

You were there?

♪♪

I thought you were the
most beautiful girl.

The most beautiful person I'd ever seen.

I was terrified that I
was gonna screw it up.

I kept having this
thought, this vision...

that I would disappoint you someday.

So here we are tonight.

You're still the most beautiful.

I'm still terrified that
I'm going to screw it up.

But...

I also know we rarely get
second chances in life,

and I'm not gonna make
the same mistake again.

Don't go, Sam.

Don't.

Stay.

I know it's not my place.

And I have no right to tell you that,

I'm not gonna stand in
the way of your dreams.

I got to chase mine.

But if you think we have
the slightest chance,

the slightest chance...

Stay.

I'm asking you to stay.

Look at that.

I walked us right into a cliffhanger.

♪♪

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DENTIST: Open wide, say "ahh."

PATIENT: Ahhhh.