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Professor Fielding, we found something.

Really?

Oh... let's take a look.

Oh...

What do you think, Professor?

What do you think?

Kind of looks like...

A spoon.

Sure does.

Please tell me it's English.

It's English.

Silver?

Yep. definitely silver.

And most importantly... How old?

1700.

Maybe 1710.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

We've only been here a week,

and we've already found a
300-year-old artifact.

Still a hundred years

after the colony at
Jamestown was established.

Okay, guys,

if archaeology teaches us anything,

it's patience.

My father spent the last
25 years of his life

looking for this lost colony.

This spoon is a sign.

It's flashing "you're close.
Keep digging."

This is good news.

Okay.

Who wants to do the honors?

Go ahead.

Now that it's complete exposed,

Carey can gently remove the artifact.

Okay, now.

Close your eyes.

Know that you are

the first person in three centuries

to hold that spoon.

Imagine the very
beginnings of a colony...

The men clearing brush,

surveying the land,
mapping the settlement...

The women setting up an outdoor school

and preserving food for
the coming winter.

The last person who held
that lived and loved

and felt suffering and joy.

What you're holding in your hand

is someone's life story.

That's what we do! That's what we do.

We find clues about
lives lived long ago.

So let's keep digging!

There are stories underground,
just waiting to be discovered.

Hey, your mom showed me
around the other day.

She has really good taste.

Pauline's actually my step-mom,

so, obviously, my dad
had good taste, too.

Well, the first time I
saw Oscar Fielding,

I was looking through my window,

and I saw this strikingly handsome man

wandering through my fields,

carrying a shovel,

and talking to himself
about a lost colony.

I fell in love with him
right then and there.

And now here you are, back in my field,

continuing the work
that brought him here

in the first place.

So, any progress today?

Getting closer.

Oh, wow!

Yeah!

Would you please put
this in dad's old lab?

I've got to get the kids back.

Okay, I will.

Thank you.

'Kay, guys, don't forget
to update your notes,

and, yes, they will count
when we get back to campus.

You know, we would have
gotten to that spoon

a lot sooner

if we'd have sent up the
thermal-imaging drone.

You want to see the best tool
in an archaeologist's kit?

Emma...

I heard you were back in town.

Been wondering when I'd see you.

It's Nikki. My dad used to...

Run the garage! Right, Nikki!

Oh, I'm sorry. It's just been so long.

Well, you've... Hardly changed.

Apparently, you can't say
the same thing about me.

Oh, Nikki, I...

Hey, gorgeous.

Hey.

What's special?

My shift ends at nine.

If you're free, maybe we could...

Excuse me a sec.

Emma Fielding.

Will!

What brings you back here?

Work. I'm doing a dig.

I didn't expect to see you.

Oh, you know, just...
Washed up with the tide.

Last I heard, you were in Florida.

Yeah, actually. I just came
back a few months ago.

Doing salvage, right?

Uh, well...

Underwater exploration
for a petroleum company

until oil prices dropped,

then on to salvage, but...

Anyway, woke up one day

and then said, it's
time to move back home.

I'm glad you did. It's
so good to see you.

You too.

So, do you find time

between teaching classes
and raiding tombs

to get married and have kids?

Not married. No kids.

Well, actually, 11... My dig team.

You?

Long story, too long,

but the skinny version is...

Will Briggs is riding solo,

and, as usual, looking
to reinvent himself.

I've got to say, coming
back and finding you here?

Cherry on the sundae.

Oh, don't talk to me about cherries.

That time we ate a whole bag

your mom got to put in a pie?

She still remembers that.

My stomach remembers.

Oh, man,

I couldn't wait for you to
come here every summer.

I remember, I used to
write it on my calendar.

"Em-day."

Five months, four
months, three months...

Aw, we were so young.

We were teenagers.

We're not not-so-young now.

Ugh, tell that to my students.

Half of them think I'm an antiquity.

So how long are you here for?

Several weeks,

then back to Kenzer college.

I just hope I find proof
of the colony's existence

before then.

Look at you, huh?
Professor Emma Fielding.

- This is you?
- Yeah.

Good. hey, so listen...

You want to do dinner tomorrow night?

We shouldn't go another 20
years without reconnecting.

I'd like that. Sure.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Hey! You got no business here.

What?

You got no business here.

I remember you. Augie, right?

Who do you think you are,

coming back here and digging things up,

things that don't belong to you?

Hey!

Are you okay?

Augie!

Augie!

Emma?

Oh, you're an angel
on caffeinated wings.

I try.

I hear you saw Will Briggs last night.

Village news feed?

Knows all, sees all.

You had quite a crush on
Will once, if I recall.

I was a teenager.

Word is, he's still very attractive.

It's very sweet of you

to be interested in my love life,

but as you know, I'm happily single.

Do you remember Tony Markham?

He worked with your father.

Yeah, he's head of my department now.

He's on his way to observe

and stay overnight.

Tony's okay. He's
always been supportive,

and visiting dig sites
is a part of his job.

Is he staying at the motel?

That's the real problem.

We've taken all the available rooms,

and Tony's kind of particular.

Hmm.

He can stay in my guest room, I suppose,

if that would help you out?

Really?

He would love that. Thank you.

You're welcome,

but you know I'd much rather
have you stay here with me.

I know,

but I'm old-fashioned.

Even though they're post-grads,

I feel like I need to
keep an eye on my kids.

One day, no one's going to be digging.

I mean, the technology's already there.

It'll be done through remote sensing,

totally non-invasive techniques.

It'll be so remote that you
won't even have to show up.

You'll be staring at a laptop
in your parents' basement

when I call you to tell you

I've made the archaeological
find of the century.

With your two little hands, right?

Mm-hmm.

You're more like Fielding every day.

I only wish.

Emma!

Tony.

Good to see you.

Thank you.

I couldn't resist coming for a visit,

given what we hope we
may have buried here.

I'm so glad you did.

Everyone, you all know
Professor Markham, of course.

Nice to see you again, sir.

Well, nice to be seen!

Emma's father, Oscar
Fielding, was my Professor,

and he truly was a giant
in American archaeology.

Now, there are those in our field

who didn't believe his
theory of a lost colony,

but, well, those of us who knew him

were moved by his passion...

And something that his
daughter inherited in spades.

Wow, that was a terrible pun.
I apologize.

Going to give me a tour?

Sure! sure.

Great.

Have you found anything interesting?

We've made a few 18th-century finds.

That's something.

I feel the clock ticking.

I'd like to be moving a bit faster.

Well, I always feel that way.

What is it?

Hey, did...

Did anyone come back last night?

No.

No.

Something's not right.

This ground has been freshly turned.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, no.

Somebody call 9-1-1.

You go it.

Augie...

all right then, I'll find out.

Emma?

Excuse me.

The coroner's office
has a few questions...

Excuse me.

Special agent Jim Connor.

I'm part of a rapid deployment team

that deals with theft, forgery,

and trafficking, of antiquities.

Are you saying that Augie
had something to do

with the trafficking of antiquities?

Well, that's... I'm
here to find that out.

Sheriff, I'm not going
to get in your way.

We're accustomed to dealing
with these types of crimes.

On archaeological digs?

At important ones.

The local office tipped
me off about the body,

that's why I'm here.

I see.

Well, I'll be happy to cooperate.

Hopefully, that'll be a two-way street.

This is Emma's project.

She's the archaeologist.

I know who you are.

Nice to meet you, Professor Fielding.

You too.

She's also the one that found Augie...

The deceased.

Must have been a shock.

Yeah, obviously, most of
my finds are mummified,

but I studied forensics.

Seen my share of dead bodies.

So, forensics, huh?

Ancient and modern.

You considering this a homicide?

Most likely.

Any idea of the cause of death?

Large bruise on the forehead,
gash in the back of the head.

His clothes were soaked through,

and I saw the back of his head

when the coroner's team
was taking his body

out of the trench.

Somebody gave him an
incredibly hard whack.

So the bruise on the forehead,

you think it happened at the same time?

No.

No? why?

I did that to him.

I slapped his arm away,

and he lost his balance.

He fell, and that's when
he dinged his forehead.

So he threatened you?

Yeah.

What did he say?

Um, he said that I had no business here,

that I was taking things
that don't belong to me.

Okay, then...

I may have to ask you a
few more questions, Emma,

but you're not going anywhere, are you?

No.

Good.

Sheriff?

Hey.

I'm worried about the kids.

I'll post a deputy up here

during the day while
you're digging, all right?

Thank you.

- Agent Connor?
- Yeah?

I'm not a suspect, am I,

'cause of the bump on Augie's head?

Well, let's see.

Last to see the deceased.
First to find the body.

Do you think that qualifies
you as a suspect?

Not to an astute detective.

No?

Why would I bury his body on my site?

That's a good question.

I hadn't thought about that.

You had me going there.

You have a good poker face.

I practice in the mirror.

So the map you found,

it's, uh, it's helping?

We wouldn't be here without it.

My dad knew there was a
colony, but he didn't know

where on the coast they'd settled.

That's why he never chose a site,

even after all those years of research.

Yeah.

I just got lucky to find a map

that seems to pinpoint the
location of the colony.

Yeah.

You know, your father was treated poorly

at the end of his life.

When his colleagues dismissed his theory

on the lost colony,

well, his reputation
took a terrible hit.

I always thought

that he deserved better than that,

but I do hope

that that's not the main
reason why you're here,

to prove him right.

I'm going to prove it for myself, too...

Not to mention the prestige
it'll bring the college,

and a find like this is important

to the history of our country.

Of course.

I know they're going to solve this soon,

and we will find evidence of the colony.

I'm sure you're right.

I'm thinking that I'll stick
around just to be sure

that continuing the dig
is the right decision.

So, why would Augie be buried

on this site, do you think?

Well, you certainly wouldn't
want to bury a body

on an archaeological dig site

unless you wanted it discovered.

There's a message there,

and I'm beginning to think
it's aimed at Emma Fielding.

Thanks.

I need to report a robbery.

- Where?
- At the dig site.

Somebody stole my map.

Was it valuable?

The original is, but that's
back at the state archives.

This is just a copy.

- Why would someone want it?
- I don't know.

Turns out you were right, Emma.

Coroner's report shows

Augie Clements died of
blunt-force trauma.

Hey.

You guys with Professor Fielding's team?

Uh-huh.

That's cool.

Hey, was she still out on the dig site

when you guys left?

Uh, I think so, yeah.

Once she starts working,

she kind of loses track of time.

A bit obsessive, actually.

She is not obsessive.

She just loves her work more
than anything else, that's all.

Yeah, that's the impression I'm getting.

Thanks.

Okay, totally reassessing
Professor Fielding.

When she's not in the trenches,
she's hanging out with that guy?

You actually think that old guy is cool?

Come on. You've got to be kidding me.

Sorry I'm late.

Actually thought I'd lost out to a
bit of old pottery or something.

You okay?

Everyone?

Listen up.

Quiet down.

We lost one of our own last night.

You all knew him.

He didn't deserve to pass like that,

and, well...

Here's to Augie.

To Augie!

Do you mind if we get out of here?

I've kind of lost my appetite.

Yeah.

So what's going on?
What's bothering you?

I'm the one who found Augie.

What?

They think he was murdered.

Wow, that must've been...

Horrible for you.

Yeah.

Wow.

I was on my boat all day. I
didn't even know Augie died

until they toasted him a minute ago.

He was buried at my dig site,

and somebody stole my map.

Map?

Yeah, I found it in the Maine archives.

It pinpoints the exact location

of the settlement.

At least... I hope it does.

Only my students and a few other people
have even seen it.

You think the two are related?

I don't know.

Somebody's very interested
in what I'm doing.

Maybe they think there's something
out there worth killing for.

Like what?

Gold coins.

You mean, like we used to look for
when we were kids?

Yeah, chest full of
gold coins, given to

the Colonists by the Queen of England.

Everybody knows that's a myth.

Maybe not everybody.

Oh, no.

Hey.

Where's sheriff Stannard?

He's at the coroner's office.

I just heard the call come in.

Came down to see if you were all right.

I'm fine, but...

Anything missing?

I don't think so, but
when you add it all up...

You, or at least your site, is
being targeted by somebody.

You seem to be finishing my thoughts...

Great minds.

You know...

If you really believe
that, I have a proposal.

Okay, sounds interesting.

It's about your investigation...

An offer of help.

You think I need help?

Well, I mean...

It's been almost a whole
day since I found Augie,

and doesn't the trail
go cold after 48 hours?

Oh, I see, after 48 hours,
I have to drop the case,

but you can pick it up
after two centuries?

It's not a competition, agent Connor.

A collaboration will help us both.

You get to save your case,

and I keep my college's Grant committee

from shutting down my dig.

I'm willing to take testimony
from reliable witnesses,

Professor Fielding,

but I also have people
I have to answer to,

and the bureau doesn't
really allow us to...

Collaborate with amateur detectives.

I'm hardly an amateur.

I'm a detective just like you.

I investigate,

and I make deductions
that lead to solutions.

Murder and the motivation behind it

are the same today as when
humans lived in caves.

Look, it's a one-time offer.

I'll think it over.

In the meantime, don't
touch anything in here.

I'm going to have a team come in
here and dust for fingerprints.

Hey, everybody.

Look, I know what
happened at the dig site

was upsetting for all of us.

The sheriff is investigating,

and he's posting a
deputy at the dig site

to keep an eye on things,

but if anyone feels
uncomfortable going back,

I completely understand.

We're with you, Professor.

Okay. let's go.

Who could he be trying
to impress, I wonder?

It's going to take more than hair gel.

You thought about what I said?

What do you know about Emma's map?

Map? What map?

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

And I think she's very
attracted to you, Mr. Briggs.

I call that opportunity...

If you're bold enough to take advantage.

Emma...

Thought you might've
considered taking the day off.

We have artifacts to find.

The students were all up for it.

Well, it's one thing working
yourself to exhaustion,

but it's another to have the
expectation that your students will.

If you're not going to stop, at least

give them the rest of the day off.

Well, I mean...

We still have a few hours to go.

Given what happened
yesterday, I think it's best.

All right, gang.

Let's call it a day!

I'll meet you back at the
motel in a few hours.

What's that about?

Told you you'd regret not
taking me up on my offer.

That's not exactly why I'm here.

- No?
- No.

I was hoping that you could
share some of your techniques.

Really?

Detective to detective?

Detective to detective.

All right.

First lesson is that you're
never going to find anything

unless you're willing
to get down and dirty.

Get down here.

All right.

We take up the dirt an inch at
a time across the whole pit.

If you find something,
even if you want to,

don't take it out until
it's fully exposed.

The depth of the artifact
is what determines its age.

Okay, inch at a time.

Yeah, carefully.

Then we take the dirt and
put it in this bucket.

When we're done, we sift
it through these screens

in case we missed any smaller artifacts,

like bone fragments or buttons.

Mm.

So...

How'd you end up in the
antiquities division?

I got shot. I was chasing a bad guy.

Wow.

Must've been hard on your family.

It was hard on my son...

But you know, we'd... grown apart

during the divorce I had with his mom,

so the silver lining
to taking a bullet was

that it brought us back together.

You know, he's at college
now, but I see him a lot.

So this assignment

is sort of like being
put out to pasture?

That's not the metaphor I'd use, no.

Sorry.

I've got to admit, though, I
wasn't thrilled at first,

but it sure beats a desk job.

And now?

Now I'm digging it.

You did not just say that!

Ugh, it's going to be a long afternoon.

So, what exactly are
we looking for here?

Proof that there were settlers here

before the Colonists
landed at Jamestown.

So, how do you know Will Briggs?

We're old friends.

Spent summers here as a
teenager, up until college.

Why?

Just getting a feel for
the local population.

Stop!

What?

I think you've found something.

Earthenware.

Made on site.

Looks like the right era.

How can you tell that? I mean,
do you got X-ray vision?

No, I've studied these... A lot of 'em,

so even if it's broken or incomplete,

I can tell from the rim
what it should be.

Well, I guess I'm a natural.

Well, you have a very good teacher.

A buried pitcher?

You think it's part of the lost colony?

It might be.

We still have to uncover it,
document it and date it.

That'll take a few days.

You and your father...

Only patient when you're digging.

You are so much like him.

It makes me worry.

Worry?

Sometimes, I think that
you don't take the time

to create a life for yourself
here in the present.

I have a life.

My work, my research, my students...

I have you.

You deserve to find someone special.

Okay, look...

It's not like I haven't tried.

With the way I work and travel,

it's really hard to build
a lasting connection.

I know.

I remember how your father was.

How did you two make it work?

Oscar and I were equal partners.

We shared it all.

You could have something
that special, too...

Someone who knows your heart.

That does sound nice...

But, in the meantime,

I'm going to go check on the dig site

before I head back to the motel.

And I'm going to head inside.

Good night, Emma.

Good night.

- Okay. you be careful up there.
- I will.

Okay. good night.

Hey!

This is private property.
What are you doing?

Name's Graham Tichnor.

Pauline knows me.

You're trespassing, Mr. Tichnor.

She never had a problem with
me being around here before.

She does now.

Nothing here is yours
until you find it...

If you find it.

Graham Tichnor.

He's a picker.

He scours the towns and villages

for anything that the dealers
didn't get to first.

He's been known to forge his
own "antiques" occasionally

for unsuspecting tourists.

So why would he be
snooping around the dig?

He'll do whatever it takes

to get his hands on anything he can sell

to the highest bidder.

He offered me $50 for my goddess statue!

Goddess statue?

My most precious gift from Oscar.

I keep it there so I can
see it every morning.

Lakshmi, goddess of prosperity.

Absolutely right, Tony.

She's lovely.

Thank you.

Tony,

I think I may have found something
at the dig site today...

A piece of pottery.

If it's what I think it is,

it may bring us significantly
closer to our goal.

Well, that's great!

Yeah.

Hey, thank you for meeting me.

I got you a coffee.

Oh, thank you!

So, I've been thinking.

Oh.

Okay, go on.

Okay, a body was buried at my site,

then my map was stolen, and
my hotel room was trashed.

So connect the dots,
they all connect to you.

Or maybe it's not me.
What if it's my dig site?

I keep thinking about
something Will Briggs said

about buried treasure.

Buried treasure?

The Queen's gold coins.

Supposedly, she sent
them with the Colonists

to help fund the settlement.

My father debunked that story,

but will said a lot of
people still believe it.

So they think that you're
after the gold coins,

not the settlement.

Augie said I was taking things
that don't belong to me.

So, the competition knocked off Augie,

and they stole your map
and searched your room...

To see if I'd found anything.

It's plausible.

I mean, it doesn't give
me a suspect, but...

Graham Tichnor.

He's a picker.

He buys, steals and forges
antiques and artifacts.

I found him poking around
my site last night.

You "found" him?

Well, he was trespassing. I wasn't.

I think we need to go talk to him.

We?

Or me, if you don't want to come along.

Listen, I appreciate that you want
to be involved in this, I do...

A man may have been killed
because of what I'm doing.

Obviously, I don't want
my project shut down,

but I also don't want anybody else

to get brought into this.

Okay. all right.

I get it, but I've got it covered.

Oh, no... Oh, no!

Somebody's been digging.

Okay...

Uh...

I think the best thing we can do here...

Photograph and log any
unauthorized digging,

but for now,
just leave everything as it is.

Emma, you know, between the murder,

and your map...

We've got to think of the students.

The students come first. I know...

And I agree with you, but the
sheriff's deputy is here all day.

There's no risk to the students.

Well...

We're going to have to
tell him about this.

I will.

Everybody, come here.

I want to show you something remarkable.

Ohw.

Wow.

Professor?

Hey, agent Connor.

Um, I think Tichnor came back last night

and was digging around my site
looking for something.

I thought you were
going to question him.

Sheriff Stannard's bringing him in
this afternoon.

- Don't worry.
- I am worried.

My department head is
close to shutting me down

because of what's going on.

Do you have any new leads?

Uh, no match for the
prints found in your room.

Whoever trashed it wasn't in the system,

and no prints at the shed.

Probably wore gloves.

Okay, well, Augie's clothes were soaked.

Was it sea water?

It was.

Is that all?

Was there anything in the pockets?

Just, you know, bits and pieces.

Perfect.

Bits and pieces are my speciality.

All right.

"Assorted contents, unknown."

Oh, my favorite kind.

Okay, we've got comb...

Dime... definitely 21st century...

Credit card, expired...

Can we open this evidence bag?

Late 1600s...

Wine flask.

You can tell that by looking at that?

You mean you can't?

Funny.

The question is...

What would they be doing
in Augie's pocket?

Yes, and they wouldn't,

unless he was hanging out with someone

who was digging test
holes on Pauline's land.

Like your friend, Mr. Tichnor.

Exactly.

Connor.

Yeah, okay. I'll be right there.

They found Augie's jacket.

You two a team now?

- No, nothing like that.
- We're not a team.

Oh, that's a jacket Augie had on

the night I saw him,

but not when I found him the next day.

I, uh, I know you're
going to tell me anyway,

so... what do you think happened?

Maybe the jacket came off

when the killer dragged
the body off the boat,

through the surf, and
up to the dig site?

And then what would
you deduct from that?

Killer had access to a boat.

Killer had access to a boat.

So it could be anybody in Maine.

Okay, let me think for a minute.

If I was going to drag a 190-pound body

along the sand...

I'd have to leave something.

Connor!

Come here. I want to show you something.

- Yeah?
- Look there.

- Yeah.
- See it?

It's a bead, there.

It's a bead.

Maybe a tourist dropped it.

No, tourists don't come to this beach.

You can't swim. The
current's too strong.

Look how it's worn down on the outside?

This is from a string
of Greek worry beads.

Yeah, you move them around in your hand,

and they make a rhythm. the
beads swing against each other

and they make a clicking sound.

Name's Graham Tichnor. Pauline knows me.

Graham Tichnor had a string
of these beads. I saw them,

so this bead could be what links Tichnor
to Augie's murder.

Uh...

Circumstantially, maybe.

I mean, if that was
Graham Tichnor's bead,

how do you know he just didn't
drop it walking down the beach?

Well, maybe so, but...

You know, you're right.

Our careers are more
similar than I thought,

but there's one important difference.

Your evidence has to
stand up to peer review.

Mine has to stand up in a court of law,

against a defense attorney...

So a bead is not going to cut it.

Listen, don't be tempted to go
chasing after these suspects.

These people are not playing around.

Hey!

What's going on?

Have a look.

No!

Oh, no, they took the pitcher.

But we photographed it!

And documented it.

Which means very little

without the actual artifact.

The extraction's been compromised.

There's no way for us to know the
soil level that it was found at,

or be able to cross-reference
it with our other finds.

So we have no way to date it.

Yeah, and even if it turned up

with a... "Private
collector" somewhere...

It has no archaeological value at all,

as if we'd never found it.

So unfortunately,

this brings us back to square one...

Which only means

we have to work harder
than we did before, right?

All right, let's do it.

Guys, you know...

Everybody's already been
working a lot of overtime,

so I think perhaps we
should take this chance

to be able to reconsider our options.

All right, let's pull the plug
for today. Good work, everybody.

Okay, sure.

It's unfortunate.

Emma, I know that you're upset.

Tony, I know this is your department,

but this is my map,
my Grant, and my dig,

and I'll tell my students
when they're done.

I had to step in, all right?

And I will again if you push
your students, or yourself,

beyond what the college deems
to be acceptable limits.

This is important.

You know we're never
going to get the funding

or the permission to do this dig again.

This is the last chance to
prove the settlement existed,

to prove my father was right.

Emma, I hate to say this,

but you are far too influenced

by your desire to rescue
your father's reputation.

Don't you think my
reputation's on the line, too?

Of course it is, as is mine.

I lobbied the board hard to
have them approve this dig.

You have to pull yourself together.

I thought you were here to support me.

Of course I am.

By making me doubt myself?

By saving your career.

It feels like you're trying to end it.

Emma, I'm at a loss that
you could say that to me

after all I've done to champion you.

When the board shuts you down,

don't expect me to defend you.

Brigg's dive shop?

Not bad, huh?

Impressive...

Couldn't wait to show you.
You know, you're the first person

I ever went on a dive with.

Aw.

It's a big step.

As in, "are you out of your mind?"

As in, I applaud your courage.

Thank you.

Come in, I want to show you around.

I did my research. Tourism's up.

I just need the right website,

and I'm going to be booked solid...

Which is where you come in,

or at least, I hope so...

That story about the gold coins

and the Queen of England...

I mean, nothing like a little myth

to get the tourists excited.

I was thinking that maybe you could
write something for the website,

something about the possibility

of there maybe being a
chest full of coins?

You know, you being an archaeologist,
it would really mean a lot.

Look, I know...

We haven't seen each
other in a long time,

but... seeing you the other day,

really brought it back, you know...

How I used to feel about you.

Look, Will, I'd like to help you out.

I really would, but...

To put my reputation behind a lie...

I just can't do it.

I'm sorry.

Emma, I'm glad I caught you.

Yeah, it's really blowing here.

I'm worried about your
equipment, your tarps,

anything not tied down.

I'm on my way.

Don't try to do anything on your own.

Be right there.

Okay. Bye.

Oh, my god!

I need to report a fire!

Pauline Fielding's
house, twin coves point!

Please hurry!

Pauline!

Pauline!

No!

No, no, no!

Pauline!

Oh, no. Okay. Okay.

Okay...

Are you okay?

Pauline...

Can you hear me, sweetie?

Okay.

They're coming. They're coming.

Pauline?

It's Emma.

They're taking you to the hospital.

I'm going to be right behind you.

Let me drive you to the hospital.

Thank you.

Smoke inhalation and minor burns.

We'll keep her here for now

just to be sure that there
aren't any complications.

Now, with some care, I'm sure
she should be just fine.

Oh, thank goodness.

What about Tony Markham?

Superficial burns,

and he's about to be released.

When can I see Pauline?

She needs to rest right now.

I'll let you know when you can see her.

Okay.

Here we go.

Oh, thank you.

So you and Pauline are
really close, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, my, um...

My parents got divorced when I was 10.

My mom got remarried,

and my dad and I were just
sort of lost for a while.

Then Pauline came into our lives.

I just can't imagine
my life without her.

Tony...

- Hey.
- Hey.

I am so sorry.

I didn't mean to accuse you of...

No, no. I understand.

I do, I understand.
I know it's been difficult for you.

Thank you...

Thank you for your understanding,

but mostly, thank you
for saving Pauline.

I will never forget what you did.

I spoke with the sheriff,

and he said that the fire chief was
convinced that this was arson.

Emma, I mean,

a murder, vandalism, and now this...

I mean, for the college and
for the kids and for you,

I can't allow this dig to continue.

I know how hard it is, and I just...

Well, I hope that you understand.

Yeah.

Okay.

Pauline?

Pauline, it's Emma.

It's okay, sweetie.

You rest.

Professor Fielding.

We were talking last night.

Everyone's really upset
about being shut down.

We're convinced that we were this close

to proving the colony was here.
If we could just...

Professor Markham is
worried about your safety.

So am I.

That has to be our priority.

How's Pauline?

Better.
Resting.

- How are you?
- Oh, I'm all right.

Burn's a little less than pleasant.

Did the sheriff or agent Connor
have any news?

Unfortunately, nothing so far.

I'm sorry, Emma.

Yeah.

I sent...
Sending you messages.

Yeah, every 15 minutes. Yeah, I know.

Pauline almost died in this fire,

and it must have been
Tichnor who set it.

- He's the only one...
- It wasn't Tichnor. He has an alibi.

I checked it out. It's solid.

But Pauline's statue!

Pauline's statue, it's always there,

and it's gone,

and Pauline said that Tichnor wanted it.

Are you positive about his alibi?

He was downtown.

Six different people
confirm that they saw him.

Listen, I want to talk
about Will Briggs.

Why do you keep asking me about him?

Well, do you know about his last job?

Yes, salvage diving.

For gold coins off the coast of Florida.

He knows that gold coin
story is nonsense.

We talked about it.

Did you know that he did time?

- What?
- Yeah.

No.

For diving a rig that wasn't
his without a permit,

Which was tantamount to theft.

There have to be two
sides to that story.

When you grow up with someone,

even if I just spent summers here,
you know their character.

Well, people change.

I mean, sometimes, they
do desperate things

when the going gets rough.

No.

I don't believe it.

Look, I understand he's...

He's your friend.

You want to believe
that he's a good guy.

Are you investigating him?

I suggest that you keep
your distance from him.

Listen, uh...

I'll make an inquiry
about Pauline's statue.

I'll file it with the bureau.

- Emma...
- hi.

Hey. I heard about the fire.

I tried calling you. How's Pauline?

Is she okay?

She's better,

but somebody's been doing
everything they can

to get my project shut down.

They don't seem to care
that Pauline was hurt in the process.

That's terrible.

Look, about the other day...

I'm sorry that I asked you

to make up a story about the coins.

I shouldn't have done that.

Forget it.

Listen, I need you to tell
me about Graham Tichnor.

Will, help me. Tell me what you know.

I mean, Tichnor's trouble.

Always looking for an angle,
a way to make a quick buck.

What?

He's been asking about you.

Menu?

Uh, no, thanks. Just a
coffee to go, please.

Thanks.

Sorry to hear about your step-mom.

Thank you.

She going to be okay?

She is.

So with all the problems
up at the dig site,

does that mean you're going
to have to leave soon?

Not for a while.

Oh.

Well, that'll make Will happy, huh?

You two seem pretty tight.

Hard not to be. We've
known each other forever.

Hey, what do you know
about Graham Tichnor?

Not much.

Like most people around here,

he takes care to mind his own business.

Okay.

Thank you.

First person to respond

gets to come on an adventure with me.

Mrs. Fielding?

Agent Connor, right?

Yeah. I hope you're feeling better.

Mm.

I came to ask you a few questions
about the goddess statue.

My statue?

Yeah, Emma...

I mean, Professor Fielding mentioned

that it was missing after the fire.

Oh, no.

My husband, Oscar, found
it on a dig in Bangladesh

about 20 years ago.

Can you provide any more details?

I'll search for Oscar's
file when I get home.

It'll have everything you need.

You can always count on an archaeologist

to be detail-oriented.

Yes...

I know.

Uh...

Professor Fielding,

has she always been so...

Uh...

Challenging?

If she weren't...

Would you find her as interesting?

Thank you.

Why are we spying on Professor Fielding?

Because Emma Fielding is in trouble.

The body at the dig site,

the stolen map.

The fire at Pauline's...

Look. she must be on to something.

What makes you think that?

Because that's what I would do.

Wait, so what do we do?

We follow.

I don't know, Carey...

Come on...

And get your drone.

Shopping for collectibles?

Yes, Mr. Tichnor, I am
looking for collectibles,

both extremely rare...

And missing.

And you think you'll find them here?

You're perfectly welcome to look around.

There's no need to be
nervous, Ms. Fielding.

Could you take any longer?

You want it done fast, or done right?

Just get the thing in the air, will you?

So, done right, then.

There's her car,
but where's the Professor?

I don't know.

I'd offer you refreshments,

but I don't think it's
that kind of visit.

Too bad.

Tea might have been
nice while we discuss

what you took from my stepmother...

And my dig.

If you're accusing me of larceny,

you're barking up the wrong tree.

I don't bark, Mr. Tichnor...

I bite,

especially when you nearly
killed someone I care about.

So now I'm an arsonist and murderer

as well as a thief.

I was nowhere near her place last night.

Agent Connor knows my
alibi is rock solid...

And now, Professor...

I'm afraid it's closing time.

It looks like she's leaving.

Hmm, guess she didn't need us after all.

Stay on him.

Make sure he doesn't go after her.

You've reached agent James Connor.

Leave a message.

Connor, I'm going to meet
Pauline at the hospital.

Can you meet me? It's urgent.

Emma!

Hey!

I just got some good news from
the doctor about your lungs.

Said you're doing much better.

What happened?

I don't know.

I couldn't find my way out.

Everything was such a blur.

I'm so happy you're okay.

The police think that someone may
have set the fire intentionally.

Really?

Yeah, I'm... I'm afraid this
is all because of me...

My dig, my investigating.

I just can't do this if it's going to...

No, don't you back down now.

You do what you do best...

Uncover the truth.

No. Look, the dig is important,

but it's not as important as you.

I don't even know if I'm right.

When your father published
his first paper

about the lost colony,

it was scoffed at

by the entire archaeological community,

but your father knew in his heart

that he was on to something.

Even though it seemed crazy?

I knew anyone with that much
conviction and determination,

they couldn't be wrong.

That's why I believe in you too, Emma.

Hey, Professor!

Oh, hey, good, you got my message.

Listen, I wanted to talk
to you about something.

There's been another suspicious death.

- What?
- Graham Tichnor.

I just saw him!

You... when? Where?

At his house, about two hours ago.

Well, that's when the
medical examiner estimates

that he was killed.

You may have been

the last person to see him alive.

Explain it to me, Emma.

What were you doing here
in the first place?

I was convinced he set
the fire at Pauline's,

and I thought, if I could
find her statue...

Did you?

No...

But I did find beads

that match the one I found on the beach.

They're right out on the table.

Connor told me about your bead theory.

Just not sure

that it actually adds up
to proof of anything.

In any case, you're going to
have to make a statement.

Graham Tichnor was alive and kicking

when I saw him last.

That's my statement.

Not quite good enough.

Agent Connor, you mind?

Okay, yep.

Let's get it over with.

Whose side are you on?

Well, justice doesn't take sides.

The fact that I was at a crime scene

in both instances...

Is more than a coincidence.
I understand that.

Look, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be...

Condescending to me?

I already said I'm sorry.

I'm just saying that
I'm the common link,

which means I could be next.

Don't think for one second
I'd let that happen...

Unless, of course, you
do something crazy.

Such as?

Well, how 'bout going to meet a suspect

without me being there.

Oh, now Tichnor's a suspect?

You sat there nodding like a bobble-head

when Stannard was saying

- "Oh, he has nothing to do with any of this!"
- I didn't nod like a bobble-head.

Okay, look, look...

Will said that Tichnor
kept trying to involve him

in some scheme.

Well, if Tichnor's the mastermind,
then who killed him?

I have no idea.

Listen, you've got to
stand down, Emma...

Professor.

Emma Professor.

Has a nice ring.

You have a talent for detection...

And a photographic memory, but...

Eidetic.

What?

I have an eidetic memory,

an enhanced ability to vividly
recall images from memory.

Okay.

Look I know that you and Tony want
me to pack up and go home, know

but I can't leave...

Not when Pauline's in
this kind of shape.

Okay, I understand that,

But you need to just take yourself
out of the line of fire...

Literally.

Hey, get you something?

Just a black coffee.

Any news on your investigation, agent?

I mean, that you can talk about?

Hey...

Have you had any inquiries

from collectors of recovered artifacts?

Not recently. Why?

We think that this might be the work

of an international art theft ring.

We've been tracking
them in the northeast.

There've been robberies
at museums, digs.

Really?

So you don't think it's somebody local
from here, no?

Well, that's their method.

They hire local people
to do the dirty work.

That would explain the
Augie-Tichnor connection.

Huh, that's interesting.

Hello?

Hello?

Tony!

- Emma!
- You scared me.

Well, I guess we're both
a little bit jumpy.

Thank you for looking
before swinging, though.

I appreciate that.

What are you doing here?

Cleaning up.

You?

Oh, I just had to pick up some files.

How's Pauline?

Improving.

They want to monitor her
lung for a couple more days.

- That's understandable, I guess.
- Yeah.

It's infuriating that they haven't
figured out who's responsible.

At least the fire was contained
to the second floor, though.

I bumped into agent Connor.

He had some interesting things to say

that may shed some light
on the situation.

- Really?
- Yeah.

News to me.

Look...

I'm sorry about how all
of this has played out.

Yeah.

Well, good night.

Hey, Professor?

Hey!

We're heading back to the dig.

I want to map the site one
more time with my drone.

Do you want to come with us?

Sure.

So, Carey,

sounds like Joe's winning
you over to his side.

Not entirely.

Hey, is there any news
from agent Connor yet?

Going to have to ask him yourself.

Whatever he knows, he's not telling me.

Professor?

Connor! look, look! I found a bead.

It's a match to the worry
beads, and Tichnor dropped it

right here, right where
he would have been

dragging the body into the trench...

We have something more
important to talk about.

The toxicology report came back.

Tichnor was poisoned.

What?

Agrostemma Githago, a plant
that's found in this area.

I know what it is. I
wrote a paper about it.

You wrote the definitive
paper on its use as a poison

in the 17th century.

I know.

Professor Fielding?

Going to have to ask
you to come with us.

We have some questions
about the murder of Graham Tichnor.

It's much more
than a coincidence, Emma.

Graham Tichnor, poisoned,

with a plant that you've researched,

after you were the last
one to see him alive.

But anybody who read my paper
would know about that poison.

Maybe so,

but we know you were there
around the time he died,

and... you have a motive.

What motive?

Agent Connor says you
were pretty worked up

about his raiding your site
and nearly killing Pauline.

Have you people lost your minds?

Professor Fielding never could have...

What she means to say, agent Connor,

is that we have proof
that Professor Fielding is innocent.

Proof?

Take a look.

Watch the time code.

She was in Tichnor's house four minutes.

She left, and he followed her out.

See?

The poison takes effect immediately,

so if she gave it to him
while they were together,

he couldn't have walked out of his house

a few minutes later.

Tichnor was alive

when the Professor left.

Good work.

Come on in, everybody.

I just wanted to say my goodbye.

I'm headed back to the
college this afternoon,

as you continue to wrap up the site,

and though we were unsuccessful here,

I think that you all gained
invaluable experience

working under our most lauded
Professor Emma Fielding.

Thank you. Thank
you, Professor Markham...

And I just want to thank all of you

for digging your hearts out.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks, Professor.

Thank you.

Aw, nicely done.

I just can't believe this is the end.

All our work down the drain.

It's not so bad.

Like Professor Markham said,

we did gain valuable dig experience.

Okay, yeah, it's pretty bad.

Guys...

I heard agent Connor talking
about the case last night.

He was saying this whole
thing could be the work

of an international ring of art thieves.

Their technique is to use local people
to steal precious artifacts.

Wait, but Augie and
Tichnor are both dead,

so who could the local person be?

Lakshmi, goddess of prosperity.

- Who?
- Pauline's goddess statue.

She showed it to me.

Professor Fielding said it was missing.

You're thinking they'd
be after that statue.

So if we find the statue...

We find the thief.

Got it!

That's the one?

Yup. there are only four in
existence, including Pauline's.

Okay.

So...

Who had the motive and the opportunity?

Professor Fielding's always saying

it's not just how to
dig, it's where to dig.

Hmm.

Hey...

Does looking like a bad boy suggest...

That you really are bad?

Enjoy.

Nikki?

I need to talk to you outside.

I can't get away. We're too busy.

It's about Will.

Cover for me, will ya?

So where are we going? I
don't have much time.

Trust me, you're going
to want to hear this.

Get in. It's important.

What?

I need to show you something.

No way. I can't go with you.

Can't, or won't?

What's the matter, Nikki?

Afraid there's something
wrong with my car?

- I know you cut my brake line.
- What?

Are you trying to scare me?

Like how you trashed my hotel room?

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

You know, agent Connor hasn't found
a match for those fingerprints.

Bet he'd love to check yours.

You can talk to him,
or you can talk to me.

It's your call.

It's Will you should be questioning.

Why?

Yeah, you don't know.

You were only here summers.

He'd see you

and get on his best behavior.

You don't want to believe it?

You won't be the first woman
to fall for his lies.

He looks totally distracted.

Let's go for it.

It's locked.

Okay, he's down in his boat.

Maybe we could break in.

We could also do a five-year stretch

for breaking and entering.

I signed up for an
adventure, not a felony.

Okay, well, maybe...

He hid the statue outside the shop.

That way, if he got busted,
he could claim it wasn't his.

Sure, I mean, it's a long
shot, but what the heck.

You keep an eye on the boat.

Got it.

Hey, Carey!

Whew.

Sorry.

Okay! just...

Will?

Hey, em. What's going on?

Exactly what I came here to ask you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What're you doing?
We're drifting from the dock.

Yeah, just taking her for a test spin.
I just tuned her up.

No, no, Will, forget it. I can't...

We'll be quick. You
probably haven't been

on the water since you've been back.

Will...

She's leaving with him.

This isn't good.

You can say that again.

Remember when we used to come
to this cove when we were kids,

talk about what we'd do with our lives?

I used to dream about
that back when I was...

In jail?

Yes, actually.

What happened?

Desperation met stupidity...

On the corner of back luck.

No excuses. Only regrets.

Will, I have to ask you something.

Em, look,

I had nothing to do with any of this.

Tichnor talked to you.

Now he's dead.

My dig's been shut down.

Your girlfriend, Nikki,
sabotaged my car.

She what?

Okay, first of all, she's
not my girlfriend,

so whatever she did, I
knew nothing about it.

So Tichnor, Augie, Nikki...

Everybody's guilty but you?

Okay.

I haven't exactly been forthcoming,
I'll admit it.

Tichnor wanted to get
his hands on your map,

but I told him I wanted
nothing to do with it,

and that I would report him if he tried.

Then when I found out that your map
had been stolen, I confronted him.

He swore up and down it wasn't him.

And you believed him?

Didn't matter if I believed him or not.

I can't afford any trouble,
not with my record.

So you let trouble come to me?

He rented my boat... Tichnor.

Paid me a lot of money.

I didn't ask him any questions,

didn't know where he was going with it,

and then the next day,
when I was out on the water,

the day Augie's body was found...

I saw what was going on
over at your dig site.

You lied to me about that.

I saw a yellow jacket,
the one that Augie wore.

It was on my boat,

so I figured he was
on here with Tichnor.

Look, I didn't want to go to jail,

so I threw it overboard.

Why didn't you come to me?

What could you have done?

They would have said that I
was an accessory to murder,

a murder that I swear I
had nothing to do with.

Will...

They're not going to believe me!

I'm a criminal, right?

Even you think that.

What?

What is it?

They found my map and Pauline's statue

hidden behind your dive shop.

No.

That's not right.

Did you set the fire?

No! I love Pauline.

- Did you kill Augie?
- No!

- Tichnor?
- Absolutely not! Emma, come on, it's me!

You know me!

What do I know, Will?

Look, I have made some
mistakes in my life,

but I am not about to let
you send me back to jail!

Take me back.

Take me back.

Look, I'm sorry.

Em... I...

Everything I told you
is the whole truth.

I promise, I had nothing
to do with the murder,

the fire, or anything else.

Hey!

- Hey.
- You okay?

Yeah.

Good timing on that police boat.

Oh, well, yeah.

You have to thank Joe
and Carey for that,

and for recovering your
statue and your map.

It was at Will's dive shop.

I don't think he's the
one who took them.

You think he's not involved?

No, no, I think he's involved.

I just think there's something more,

something we're missing.

Okay.

I'm going to go talk to him now.

I'll talk to you later.

Okay. I'm going to go take one
last look at the dig site.

Emma.

I see you didn't leave town.

Couldn't wait to get
your hands dirty, huh?

Every trench needs a proper hard edge
to measure depth.

My father taught me to keep
that edge facing the sunrise.

Taught you, too.

Lessons from the great Oscar Fielding.

Yeah, apparently, you slept
through some of yours,

otherwise you might've lived
up to your potential,

made some discoveries of your own

instead of killing to steal mine.

Well, the FBI seems to
be under the impression

that there is an international
art theft ring at work here.

Yeah.

That was agent Connor sowing
a little misinformation,

Like you did with Augie and Tichnor
when you told them I was searching

for the Queen of England’s gold coins.

Is that how you got them
to interfere with my dig?

Then they got out of your control?

Augie threatened me.

Tichnor started searching for
the treasure on his own.

So you killed them both,

then you set the fire at Pauline's,

framed Will.

That's quite a mess of accusations.

And why would I do that?

This whole time,
you've been trying to shut down my site,

take the glory for yourself.

You knew we were going
to find something here,

prove my father right.

Your father may have been
an absolute Saint to you,

but he was not to me.

He criticized my research.

He dismissed my proposals.

He belittled me at every turn.

He did everything that he
could to ensure my failure.

I just needed some additional proof here

that this is the right place.

After some time,

I'd secure some more financing

and reopen the dig...

My dig.

Do you really think I'm not
going to say anything?

Do you think I'm going to let you
take all of this away from me?

Well, I had hoped that
you would be smart.

Like I said before, your drive, your
urge to prove your father right

is far too great, so, unfortunately,

I won't be able
to let you leave here alive.

Emma!

There's only one way
this is going to end.

Emma!

There's no point in running.

Best give up now.

You can't win this.

We'll see.

I don't know, Markham.

My money's on Emma.

I appreciate you showing
up when you did.

You had him.

Glad you thought so.

Why'd you come out here?

Oh, I brought you something

I think you're going to want to see.

There we go.

- A present?
- Uh, not yet, but maybe someday.

It's actually evidence.

Can we go into your father's lab?

Yeah.

So, what's going to happen to Will?

Tampering with evidence.

He'll need a good lawyer.

Will he go back to jail?

That's hard to tell.

It would help if he had a
renowned archaeologist

as a character witness,

if you happen to know one.

Think I just might.

I, uh...

I found this at Tichnor's.

- It's the pitcher I discovered!
- It's the pitcher I discovered...

I discovered the pitcher.

- I found the pitcher.
- No, you didn't even know what it was

until I told you.

I admit, Professor...

We work well together.

We do.

I think we deserve a little fun.

Okay.

You may think this is fun,
but my back is not amused.

Hey, less complaining, more sifting.

You archaeologists, you
know, bust into tombs...

Fight snakes and bad guys

and make off with priceless objects.

Yeah, we do... In the movies.

Connor!

What?

Look.

What is that?

It's a theodolite.

It's a surveyor's instrument.

Is this the proof

that you and your father
were looking for? Did...

Yeah!

It is?

- Yes!
- Congratulations!

Well done, Emma...

Emma Professor.