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(mysterious jazz music) (heels tapping)

(employee whistling)

- Your mama know you're out?

(elevator button beeping)

- What are you doing here?

You check in with me, remember?

- Consider me checked in.

(elevator doors rattling) (gentle orchestral music)

(ominous orchestral music)

(door latch clicking) (door hinge creaking)

(hand knocking) (door latch clicking)

(telephone beeping)

(woman screaming)

(haunting music)

(woman sobbing)

(mysterious jazz music)

(playful jazz music)

(van whooshing)

- Oy!

What on earth do you think you're doing?

- We're the cleaners.

- Yeah, I'm Charlie Buchanan.

This is my wife, Nicola. - Hello.

- There is a trade entrance at the rear of the hotel.

- Yeah yeah I know, we went round the back

but it's blocked off by crates and lobsters

and we can't get our gear through.

- We're told it's urgent.

- Oh, it is, it is.

Swipe card room 2012.

We've closed off the entire floor.

We need you in and out as quickly as possible

and through the back way, please.

I will deal with the lobsters.

- Right.

I bet the police don't have to contend with lobsters.

I bet your friend Detective Constable what's his name

gets to use the main entrance.

- Peter's a full detective now.

- You know why, don't you?

It's 'cause you solved

that man in the water tower case for him

and the one where the lady got her face eaten off

by bugs in the museum heist--

- You solved those cases too, sweetie.

- Yeah and he gets a promotion, we get to use the service entrance.

- Well, he's in a position

to throw a lot of work our way now,

so you know, be nice to him.

- He's a full detective, is he?

- Mmhmm.

- He'll be lounging around telling us what to do.

It'll be hard to be nice to him.

- I know Peter, he's not gonna try and lord it over us.

(elevator dinging)

- Marty O'Connor was traveling with his business manager,

- Pat McVay.

She looked after his public speaking tours,

books, positivity seminars.

- Business manager,

snow falls and he makes a career out of it, it's amazing.

- I found his stuff very life affirming.

Have you read "Like Whale White Out"?

- No, no, I missed that one.

- I have the audiobook.

I'll lend it to you if you want.

- And how's the business manager taking it?

- She's been too distraught to talk to us as yet

but she's staying next door.

- Did she find the body?

- No, no, she was in the bar.

She has a tight alibi.

The hooker by the name of, (snapping),

Fredrika found the body.

- O'Connor used hookers?

- Can we not say hookers?

It's a very, very unpleasant word.

- Sorry sweetie.

- No, it's not you darling.

- O'Connor and McVay, had these adjoining rooms booked

but when they checked in, someone else was in here.

The hotel had to swap them at the last minute.

Fredrika claims that she was here for one of her regulars

who was usually in this room.

- So who's the regular?

- One of those delegates for the think tank thing?

- Escort?

That's much nicer.

- Mistaken identity perhaps?

- Sorry to rain on your parade

but at this stage, it's looking like a botched robbery.

Room service guy was sprung in the act

and things turned nasty.

- [Charlie] Jezebel?

That's lovely, that's lyrical.

- So you've made an arrest already?

- Oh we're talking to him, he's denying everything.

That only gets you so far when you're caught

with a bloody knife in your hand.

He reckons he was struck on the head,

lawyer says he's confused.

Ms. McVay?

- Who are you?

- I'm detective Peter Vinetti.

- Vinetti, you wanted to see me?

- Yes, yes, yes I did.

Shall we go next door?

- I'd prefer to go somewhere where there's some fresh air.

- Mmhmm. (playful orchestral music)

- Paramour, concubine are more your mistresses really.

- Mmhmm. - I prefer courtesan.

Or if pressed, harlot.

- I think that's a little bit harsh.

Something lighter like floozie, that's nice

and you can still be a nice person.

- Hang on--

- [Employee] You can't fire me for something I didn't do!

- Subject of a murder investigation!

- I'm the best person in room service you have!

- I'm sorry, I-- (person thudding)

- What, I'm calling security. - Go on then, go!

Call security, do it!

What is that, no you can't take that--

- No, no, no-- - You can't take that please!

- No it's hazardous material-- - No, no--

- And it needs to be disposed of properly. - But it's got evidence on it,

it's got stuff that can clear me,

please, please? - The police have

all the forensic material, we're just the cleaners.

Truly. (employee groaning)

Are you all right?

- (huffing) He sacked me!

I was employee of the month and he sacked me.

I didn't do it, I mean, why would I come back here if I did?

I didn't do it, all right?

I didn't kill him. - Well,

you're innocent until you're proven guilty.

- Yeah, I wish.

(mysterious jazz music)

- You're doing that face.

- What face, the supermodel one?

- No, no, the Harriet the Spy one.

- Oh, he didn't do it Charlie, you saw him,

he was so shaken, he was devastated.

And he turned up for his shift.

It's wrong place, wrong time.

- Wrong bloody knife in his hand?

- Yeah, I admit that looks bad.

Looks can be deceiving.

- Do the supermodel face.

- Oh-- - Go on.

Go on.

Oh! (elevator dinging)

- Who'd want to kill Marty O'Connor?

Guy's a national hero.

- Well he's New Zealand's national hero.

- All those kids who went out in the avalanche?

Do you remember that footage

with the hand coming out of the snow?

Such a survivor. - I know.

I read one of the books he wrote about it.

- Well when you think about all the ways

that he could've died on that mountain,

all the ways he almost died on the mountain,

bet he'd never thought he'd end up in a luxury hotel suite.

I bet whomever killed O'Connor had one of these.

(door lock beeping)

- [Charlie] Probably knew how to use it too.

- Oh these things are programmed not to work the first time.

(door lock beeping)

Or the second time. (key card clicking)

- May I?

Make a lousy murderer. - I resent that.

- It's all a question of exact timing

and interface pressure. (key card beeping)

(door latch clicking)

- Who are you?

- We're the cleaners,

I'm Nicola and this is my husband Charlie.

- They're outsourcing this?

- Well it's a crime scene, so they need professionals.

- Oh not that you're not a professional I'm sure,

it's just this is, this is what we do.

- Just don't forget the taps.

Guests always complain about the taps.

- Okay.

- No I wasn't the only one up on that mountain that day,

I wasn't the special one or the brave one.

You know, I was simply the one who knew

we would get down that mountain alive.

I didn't make apologies for wanting to live.

And you shouldn't either.

After that experience, I decided to form,

Survive Your Life Enterprise and just help people

get down off that mountain, alive.

- Getting self help advice from somebody

has always struck me as being a contradiction in terms.

- I think we need to find out more

about whoever was in this room before O'Connor.

Maybe they were the real target.

- Yeah.

- Do you wanna go downstairs

and sweet talk the hotel manager?

- I'd rather scale the bloodstain on that carpet.

Right, ready this time.

Ha ha ha! (Nicola chuckling)

- You see, 'cause scissors cut up rock.

- I didn't know that. - Mmhmm.

- You're very good at this game.

Oops.

Sorry.

That was fun, we should do the Madison.

- No, I just wanna go upstairs.

- Yeah, good idea.

Ah, John, we're almost done. - Oh excellent.

About before, you can imagine what something like that

could do to a business like this--

- No, no, no need to apologize.

- Well I appreciate what you're doing, it can't be pleasant.

- No, no, it's awful.

Someone like Marty O'Connor?

He can't have too many enemies can he?

- I, I wouldn't know.

- Wasn't there a mix up with the bookings,

wasn't there somebody else in the-- - Anyway, thanks again for your help,

just leave the swipe card and your invoice

at the front desk when you leave.

- Right, yeah. (mysterious jazz music)

(brush scrubbing)

(Nicola exclaiming)

- Oh, God, sorry, I didn't, I didn't hear you.

- I'll wear a bell next time.

- You don't wanna come in here--

- Well of course I don't want to be in here

but I have to pack up his things.

Sorry.

- No, that's fine.

Were you working together for long?

- Since the avalanche.

Well, a few weeks after.

Marty had no idea how to handle the media.

We formed Survive your Life Enterprises

in the back of his old camper van.

Know I floated on the stock exchange.

Bizarre world isn't it?

- Did you hear anything last night?

- Did I hear Marty being murdered?

- I didn't, I didn't-- - No,

I was in the bar the whole time.

He came up to do a phone interview about the new book.

I stayed on in the bar with Emile.

Like I said, I was there the whole time.

(mysterious jazz music)

- Did Marty have an enemies?

I can't get my head around

why anyone would wanna murder someone like him.

- The police said it was a botched robbery.

- Right.

- They didn't mention anything about enemies.

Did they actually say (mysterious jazz music)

anything was missing?

- Oh, no, not that I know of.

- Well, I'll come back when you're finished.

- (in German accent) Well he came into contact

with this gentleman at your hotel.

I believe it was room 2012.

Yeah that's fine but this is his personal physician,

Dr. Schlidecke, I'm in possession

of sensitive medical information

that may be of interest to him.

Yah, yah, well, if he contacts you,

would you mind terribly contacting me on this number?

Yah, yah, all right then, yes, thank you very much,

goodbye to you sir.

- Look at this, LSD.

I found it in the tread of Kate's tire.

- How do you know it's LSD?

Oh you didn't lick it did you?

- Well just you know, enough,

you know, just enough to be sure. And look, there's a second one sweetie.

I found that in the drip tray of the fridge.

- Well it doesn't necessarily mean anything

when she's in and out of here all the time,

doesn't place her at the murder.

- She was in the bar the whole time.

She kept on saying like she was trying to convince herself.

- Or you.

And you weren't convinced, were you?

- Kate McVay is involved somehow, I know it.

(guests chattering) (low party music)

Why were there drugs in Marty O'Connor's room?

Maybe it has something to do with the botched robbery.

- Did you know that Jane Goodall presented

one of these things last year?

- Oh is that the gorilla lady? - Yeah.

- I like her.

Maybe the drugs were O'Connors and that's why he was killed?

Maybe he was a drug dealer and the whole,

survivor motivational thing was just a front.

- How much of that paper did you lick?

- Maybe he was framed, maybe he was framed by

Miss I was at the bar the whole time.

- Nic, what are you doing?

- It's for later.

- Bar snacks contain urine.

- It's never been proven.

You know, we should get a room.

- Why, as if I didn't know you insatiable minx.

- So that we can investigate a little bit further.

- All right, I'll go and talk to my friends

downstairs at the desk. - Ooh.

- Hey Charlie. - Peter.

- Where's Nic?

She said she had something for me.

- Oh did she?

Well she's just down there, sat at the table.

- Thanks. - Okay.

Oh Peter?

Try the bar snacks.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Wow, you look.

- LSD.

- Scram, new hybrid party drug.

- New hybrid party drug, found in Marty O'Connor's room.

- And in his tox report.

Lots of it.

Must have been off his nut

when the room service guy turned up.

- Why would a man who's about to do a phone interview

take an hallucinogen?

And they happened to be found in Kate McVay's wheel.

- She has an alibi, remember?

- Yeah, I was in the bar the whole time.

- Yeah, she was.

Apart from a short bathroom break.

- How short?

- She was gone for approximately six minutes.

Not enough time for someone in a wheelchair

to go upstairs up to the 20th floor, stab someone to death

and then get back in time for their round.

- I don't think it was a botched robbery though

and I don't think it was room service Dan.

Why would he open the door

to a prostitute if he just murdered somebody?

- I don't know, I'm sure you're gonna tell me.

- I will.

Just as soon as I figure it out.

- Have a safe trip, goodbye. - Thank you.

- Hi.

- Hello. - Hello.

- I thought you'd gone.

- Well we were so impressed with the hotel we thought,

why not treat ourselves to a couple of nights?

- Why not indeed.

- Now we quite like the 20th floor

and I'm guessing you've got a few vacancies up there.

- Actually we do.

Industry discount coming up and to compensate

for my appalling brusqueness earlier, I'd like to throw in

a complimentary day spa pass for your lovely wife.

- Thank you. - It's my pleasure.

Your suite sir.

- Not so bad yourself. (both chuckling)

Thank you.

Just one more thing,

I'm guessing you're a bit short staffed at the moment,

given you've had to let certain staff go.

- Aren't your too busy running your own business?

- Well no, no, not me, not me, my niece.

And she's keen, she's reliable and she's very cheap.

(playful orchestral music) (traffic whooshing)

(curtains swooshing)

- So according to Peter,

Marty O'Connor's phone interview

was due to start at 7:30 PM,

and Fredrika arrived at approximately 8:15.

- Oh fizzy, no, no. - What?

- Pen chewing.

It's unsanitary at the best of times,

particularly in a hotel.

- I thought they replace these after each guest.

- Do they? - Do they?

I don't think so. (rapping on door)

- [Staff] Housekeeping.

- You go. - No you go.

- I'll go.

Jess?

- Hello, good morning please-- (bags shuffling)

Put them anywhere.

- Halfway through an NBA

and you've got me working as a maid.

- Well, probably count towards the degree, won't it?

- Ralph Alanso, room 1902.

- You made our niece work in a hotel

so that you'd get the name of the person

who was in the room before Marty O'Connor?

That's really good sweetie.

- So, what am I looking at and listening to?

- Anything on Kate McVay. - Got it.

- Well I'll check out room 1902.

(hands slapping) (mysterious jazz music)

Hello again.

Just out for a walk.

You too?

Nothing like a nice constitutional.

- So Holly, what's the weirdest thing

you've seen working in the hotel?

- Oh I don't know, snake in a bathroom?

Some guy thought I'd be interested, I wasn't.

- What do you mean an actual snake

or is that a euphemism?

- No an actual literal snake, a Tipan.

I wasn't interested in his euphemism either.

(can crunching)

- So do you usually work the same rooms?

- Really, less talking.

(bell ringing)

Thank God, tea break.

Come on. (object clattering)

(elevator door dinging)

(conference goers clapping)

- Welcome everyone to the fifth annual--

(cell phone ringing)

- Peter?

What?

When was this?

- [Speaker] Melding of Minds or M-O-M

is about finding harmony and synergy

and increasing the frequency of the world.

We live in a space and in a place

where people are more and more connected to technology

than they are to one another.

But, we're all searching for connections.

- Have you been talking to Frank?

- No, no, should I be talking to Frank?

- No, just thought maybe we had a friend in common.

- Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank.

No, no, I don't believe I know anybody called Frank.

- Do you need to be introduced?

- To Frank?

- Uh-huh. - Hmm?

- Mmm. - Don't understand

what you must mean.

My first Melding of the Minds conference,

I'm not up on all the protocol, forgive me.

- Yeah. (chair squeaking)

- Hmm? - If you see Frank,

say hi for me.

- In the creative mental space during adolescence

and finally, Alice Murphy-- (mysterious jazz music)

As she discusses the precipitous rights

of genetically modified food.

And is this a battle that we can realistically win?

(audience clapping)

- Honey, I'm home.

- Hi sweetie. - Where are you?

- Here. - Ah, good Lord woman,

you know how much those things cost?

- $8.50. - Thank you.

What's the matter?

- Oh the police found a stolen watch at Dan's place.

It's not O'Connor's but they traced it back

to a theft at the hotel.

- Oh.

- How did you go?

- I don't know, I really don't know,

it was all very cryptic.

- Does he seem like somebody

that someone would want to kill?

- Yes. (door latch clicking)

- Mini Bar. - Jess,

you doing mini bar?

I could've saved $8.50. - $8.50 is outrageous.

- Ooh, you thrifties would've made a day.

- Any news? - No.

Holly's not much of a talker.

Anyway room service Dan is down there

kicking up such a stink

that nobody can hear themselves anyway.

- All right, room service Dan is downstairs?

- Yeah. - Now?

- Yeah.

- Sweetie, important stuff.

- Well I'm not leaving until he sees me!

- Just clean out your locker and go home Dan.

I'll call the cops.

- Dan, what's happening?

- Innocent until proven guilty you told me,

well try telling anybody here that!

(hand pounding)

- The police must have their dance too

or they would've charged you.

- Well they're circling, I can feel it.

- Think about how it looks!

- I can't help how it looks, I only know how it was!

- How was it Dan, what happened?

(breathing heavily)

- I came to clear away.

I called out, I went in and he was already lying there.

I checked to see if he was breathing

and then something heavy hits me, something hard

and then afterward,

I come to, I'm lying on Mr. O'Connor, groggy as,

there's blood all over me-- - Is that when

the strumpet came in?

The lady of the night, is that when she came in the room?

- The hooker?

- Yeah, the hooker.

She said you had the knife in your hand.

- Yeah, yes.

Well I got up, I saw the knife and I picked it up.

I don't know why I picked it up.

I wish I hadn't!

(gentle orchestral music) (Nicola humming)

- Does this look like the kind of thing

that might have hit you?

- Where'd you get that? - Laundry chute.

- You'd be surprised what guests throw down there.

I found a Tipan in there once.

- Where's the laundry chute on the 20th floor?

- At the end of the corridor, past the lifts.

(mysterious jazz music) - Past the lifts.

- End of the corridor.

- Which is where I saw Kate headed

when I was casing her room. - Laundry chute.

Enough capacity to accommodate a candlestick holder.

All the way down with no chicane.

- She was in O'Connor's room. - Hit him in the head.

- Hasn't she got an alibi?

- Yeah she was in the bar the whole time.

- Toilet break.

- Yes, we need to prove that Kate McVay got to and from

that pool bar and killed Marty O'Connor

in under six minutes.

Sounds like a job for Allen.

- Excuse me. - Hi.

For you? - Thanks.

- Allen, we were wondering.

- I thought you might be.

- Charlie and I, actually I, have been doing some research

for my novel and I've hit a bit of a wall.

There's a character in a wheelchair

and she's, he-- - Well,

we need to know how fast you can go in your wheelchair.

- How long would it take you to go

from here to our room and back.

- In my chair?

- And stab someone to death.

- It's room 2016, I need you to go as fast as you can,

not too fast, raise any suspicions, just casual.

- Yes, I'm striving for realism.

- Although not, we hasten to add, not actually stab anybody to death.

- No, no, just go to the room long enough

to stab someone to death.

Say-- - One minute and 15 seconds

yeah?

- Yeah. - And then you can come back.

- All right. - Yeah, you'll do it?

Great, okay.

- Ready? - Yes.

(suspenseful jazz music)

There we go, five minutes and 35 seconds.

- So she could have made it.

- Yes but you're forgetting one thing.

If they used an average sized hotel steak knife,

there would be quite a lot of blood.

- They'd have to clean themselves. - And even if they wore protective gear,

you'd have to factor in another minute and a half

to fully clean up before you came back.

- So there's no way Kate could've done it.

- Well maybe she was wearing a very red dress

and nobody noticed the blood.

What are you doing? (plastic crunching)

- They'll leave more under our pillows tonight.

- It's stealing, if somebody sees you, I'm doing a runner.

- That's it! - Hmm?

- That's how Kate could've done it.

She's actually able bodied.

We don't know how she ended up in that wheelchair.

For all we know she can walk, if not run, really fast.

We just have to prove it.

- Well how do we do that?

- By tipping her out of the chair.

(guests chattering)

Charlie there she is. - Okay.

Now we're not really gonna tip her out are we?

- Of course not. - Good.

- You are. - Hmm?

- You're stronger. - Oh I can't do that.

(guests exclaiming) - Oh!

- Oh I'm so sorry. - Oh!

- Let me help you with your leg.

- You two are still here?

- Yes. - Oh,

so do you always take this long cleaning up a room?

- No, we thought it was such a lovely hotel

that we'd stay a few nights.

- While cleaning up a murder?

You thought the hotel was lovely

and you'd stay a few nights?

- It sounds weird when you say it out loud,

but the views, they're magnificent aren't they?

- Stunning, absolutely wonderful.

Oh that's yours, I'm so sorry.

- So can you, move?

- Oh yeah, yeah, sure, sorry.

- Thank you.

- Oh, those legs are quite lifeless.

I'm feeling really bad.

- No, no, don't feel too bad

'cause there's something else I noticed.

- Mmhmm? - Have a seat.

The Survive Your Life credit card in Kate's wallet

is not hers, it belongs to a guy.

- Marty O'Connor?

- Well maybe, it's the company name on the credit card.

- How do you-- - Well the credit card

has a got a curve in it, you see,

when men have credit cards, put them in their wallet, okay?

They put their wallet in their back pocket

and they sit on them all day.

And that causes a bottom induced curvature.

- Charlie, you're brilliant.

Remind me to kiss you later.

- Deal.

- What's Kate doing with Marty O'Connor's credit card?

- Curved, uncurved.

Curved, uncurved.

Curved--

- And this was the urgent call?

- Kate could have O'Connor's credit card.

You said the wallet was found next to his body.

- Yeah but there's nothing missing from it.

- Yeah but she could've swapped them.

And the blow to Dan's head was low,

from when he was checking to see if O'Connor was breathing,

that could be from wheelchair height.

- Well, that's jumping to conclusions a little Nic.

That's unlike you.

- It's exactly like me.

- Peter, just check the wallet all right?

Look at the credit card,

you'll be able to work out if it's Kate's.

- Okay, I'll keep you posted.

- Thanks. - Thank you Pete.

- The niece.

Now, do I wanna know why she's here

and wearing a hotel uniform?

- No not really. - No I wouldn't bother.

- No. - Thanks Peter.

- Thanks bye. - Jess.

- This hotel work is very political.

I think I need a lavender bath.

- [Nicola] What happened?

- Holly and this other mate got into an argument

about swapped shifts and who owes who.

- Whom. - Whom.

And now, I'm working a double shift.

- When did they swap?

(mysterious jazz music)

Where are the rosters?

- In the staff room.

(heels tapping) - Hi.

(elevator dinging)

- It's in here.

- Cover for me.

- You do realize this contravenes

every one of the hotel's privacy policies?

- It's for the greater good sweetie.

- Well can you tell the manager if we get caught then?

Hi Chef, how are you?

Hurry up.

- Hah!

Holly swapped working Thursday for Saturday.

- But Saturday's the night that--

The night of the murder!

- Yes it was.

For some reason, Holly deliberately swapped shifts

so that she was working the night of the murder.

Don't you think that's interesting? - Mmm, that's interesting.

- And apparently, the company credit card

in O'Connor's wallet was straight.

You were right, it was Kate's.

And there's some serious misuses on it.

Which reminds me.

- Hang on a minute.

If head office was onto her

and she was trying to pin it on O'Connor,

wouldn't you have twigged and tried to expose it?

- Unless he was already dead.

- So you're saying Kate was in the room

after O'Connor was murdered?

- Maybe, or maybe she saw a chance to swap the credit cards

and frame O'Connor for the embezzlement.

And then Dan comes up, Kate hides and then she panics

about getting out of the room.

He'd stand and flees back to the bar.

- What about the drugs though? How does Holly fit into it?

- I haven't figured that out yet.

- So do you wanna go back up or?

- I've already booked day spa.

(knocking on door) - Housekeeping.

- Come in. - Oh, I can come back.

- No, no, that's fine, that's Holly isn't it?

Come in, I was just making myself a cup of tea.

Do you want a cup of tea?

- No thanks.

- You sure you don't want a cup of tea?

It'd be fine look, I've got a full kettle here

and then it'd just go to waste.

- Okay. - Yeah?

Great, fantastic, all right, what do you want?

Orange breakfast, English Breakfast,

there's a Scottish thing--

- Actually this is my brand.

- Ah, Bell. - Yes.

- Bell, now see I have an Aunt in Donegal

who sends me a box of this every birthday.

- Really?

- Well thank you, that's great.

Well that's for you obviously.

- Oh would you like one? - I would love some Bell Tea.

Excellent, thank you very much indeed, it's very kind of you.

It's funny eh, you don't have a New Zealand accent.

You know, usually I'm very good, usually I pick it

but you don't have any.

Say egg for me? - Egg.

- Egg, so you have no short front vowels.

I hope I'm not insulting you by saying that.

(chuckling)

(relaxing meditation music) (Nicola moaning)

- Mmhmm?

- Mmm, that's interesting sweetie yes.

O'Connor's from New Zealand too.

- He is?

- What are the chances they know each other?

- One in four and a half million?

Are those your reading cucumbers?

Have a look at this.

'Cause believe it or not, they did know each other.

Seems O'Connor bullied Holly all the way through school.

- Oh God, he held her head underwater taps

until she choked, that's awful!

- Motive do you think?

- Yeah, bullying in school's not the sort of thing

that people forget, I mean that festers and grows.

I've hated you all these years.

Watched you become an international hero,

everybody love you, the motivational books?

Peter needs to pull Holly in and ask her about her history with O'Connor

and why she swapped shifts that night.

- That's good. - Hmm?

- That's really nice.

- Ooh. - Thank you.

- That is nice. (cucumbers crunching)

(mysterious jazz music)

(diners chattering)

- Hello, hello, how are you?

- All right doc, what is it, what do you want?

- I want some scrambled eggs.

- Scrambled? - Yeah.

- You on the level? - What's that?

- Are you for real?

- Don't know what you mean.

- If you don't know Frank,

then you don't know me, you understand?

- Looks lovely darling, can I take those?

- Is this Frank?

- I'm gonna go and sit at the table.

- All righty.

No I'm not Frank I'm Fredrika.

- Ah, Fredrika.

It's a very, very interesting name, it's very unique.

- Do you have a reservation?

- I don't know Johnny, I'm not crazy about your tie.

(Charlie chuckling)

Don't worry, that wasn't meant for you.

I'm meant to check in with him first, when I'm working.

- Ah yes, yes, yes.

Oh I see, I see, you're a professional.

- Actually, that's the second time

I haven't checked in with him this week, naughty me.

(both chuckling)

- Well don't worry about him, he blows hot and cold.

- So do I.

- (gulping) Yes.

That's, you should keep that.

- Oh, no, no, no, you keep that, yeah.

You never know. (giggling)

- Sweetie I was just on the phone to Peter.

Apparently Holly has an airtight alibi,

some sort of disaster in the laundry,

she was folding the washing all night with the hotel manager.

So disappointing.

- Don't be too disappointed.

I just met a prostitute.

(Nicola gasping)

- That's Fredrika.

She's the one that found O'Connor.

- Oh right, right, good.

- Well you have to call her.

- Me? - Yeah.

- No, no, I'm not calling,

it would be unseemly

and I couldn't do that to you and she probably--

- She has info.

We need info.

Book her for an hour.

(knocking on door)

- You know, she's just through here.

Hello darling, this is the prostitute

I was telling you about?

Fredrika this is my wife Nicola, Nicola, Fredrika.

- Hello. - Oh hello there.

I see.

- Oh no, no, no, no. - Oh no!

- That's okay, I do this all the time.

- No, no, no, we just wanted to talk.

- Of course you just wanted to talk.

What do you want to talk about?

Has one of your been naughty?

(all chuckling)

- No, no. - Actually--

- Okay, let's relax.

Isn't this cozy?

- Yes, it's a lovely room.

- Now I can sense that you two love each other very much.

- Yeah. - We do, very much.

- For many years now-- - And there's nothing wrong

with exploring your sexuality.

- Great, very good.

We're interested more in exploring the recent--

- So let's start with a rule.

This is a safe place to play, no judgments.

What happens here, stays here.

- Oh no, no, no, no, no. - Okay.

Yeah. - Oh good, great.

I can feel we're getting somewhere over here.

Let's start with you Nicola.

Oh don't you have a beautiful face?

- Oh thank you, it's moisturizer.

- So why don't you start by telling Fredrika

what you want, what you need?

- Okay, oh! (giggling)

- Just relax, just breathe, yeah?

- Okay, I need for you-- - Yeah, yeah?

- To tell us-- - Yeah?

- What happened the other night

when you found Marty O'Connor? - Yes.

- If that's okay?

- If you could do that, please?

- Thank you. - No?

- I've told the cops everything I know.

- No, no, no! - Fredrika,

what we'd like though is to hear it from you.

- It matters to us that an innocent man

is about to be charged for Marty O'Connor's murder.

- How sweet.

All right well, I arrived at the hotel about eight.

- To see Marty O'Connor?

- No, Ralph.

- You didn't know Marty O'Connor?

- Of course I knew Marty O'Connor, he was everywhere,

he was a hero. - Sure, sure,

but you didn't know him, in a, nether regional area?

- I didn't know him intimately.

- No. - If you like.

- No Ralph was my regular.

I saw him every time he came into town.

Always in that room, sometimes it was every couple of weeks.

Sometimes I wouldn't see him for a month or so.

And then lets see, oh, I bumped into John at the lifts,

he was snippy about me not checking in.

- And by John, manager John? - Yeah.

And then I headed up.

- And what time was that?

- Just after eight.

(mysterious jazz music)

- But he lied, he said he was in Holly with the laundry

at the time of the murder.

- Why would you do that?

Why would you alibi someone with a lie?

- Family, love, money?

- We're on.

(both vocalizing jazz music)

We should go, we should follow him.

(mysterious jazz music)

- So I was at the elevator, I was in the laundry,

I was everywhere, that's my job.

- So you're omnipresent, right?

- I have to be.

- Oh. - Holly, hi.

- Now I understand why you gave her an alibi.

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

- Really?

Tell me Holly, are you okay with your boyfriend

being an accessory to murder?

- What?

- O'Connor went to Whyhope Primary School with you

and he tormented you and you hated him

and I don't blame you.

Those things he did to you, that stuff stays with you

and it damages you. - That's enough!

- What do you mean by accessory to murder?

- They're messing with you, don't listen to 'em.

- The thing I can't understand is why you drugged O'Connor.

- I didn't drug anyone. - That's it,

I'm calling the police.

- Holly, if Dan takes the fall for this,

he's going to jail for 20 years, at least.

You don't want that to happen, do you?

(birds chirping)

(melancholy piano music)

- He wasn't just a bully, he was a sadist.

When we were at school he used to,

choke me, he locked me in cupboards.

Even gave me a concussion once.

I wanted to just stay away, ignore it but,

I couldn't let that man go on with his life

without realizing what that had done to me.

I thought if I just spoke to him

then maybe I could let it go.

So I went to his room.

He was crazy.

He was off his face he, shouting at me,

he was crowding in on me, he was, he grabbed me.

Yelling, pushed me up against a wall,

it was just like being at school and then--

I lost it. (sniffing)

I grabbed the knife and I stabbed him.

- Well the police know that know

he was drugged to the eyeballs Holly.

- Self defense Holly.

- They'll never believe me.

- You need to tell them your story.

(van chugging)

- You know, if O'Connor wasn't on drugs,

none of this would've ever happened, what a mess.

- How did he end up on Scram?

I mean it had to be an accident, nothing else makes sense.

But how do you ingest something like that accidentally?

(mysterious jazz music)

Sweetie? (van door slamming)

Charlie? (van door banging)

(plastic crinkling)

- Ah ha ha ha!

- The pen? - Mmhmm.

(traffic whooshing) (trolley bus dinging)

- Peter, can I, can I knock on the door?

(fist knocking)

Hello.

- Mr. Alanso?

These gentlemen would like to have a look around,

if you don't mind?

(feet shuffling)

- You know, using conferences to sell drugs

is actually quite clever.

Because you can network, you take orders

then you pop up to the hotel room and fill them.

- I wonder why he didn't offer any to me?

- You got a pure and decent face sweetie.

- Have I? - Yeah.

- Well thank you darling.

- Look what we found. - Aha!

So we were right, he used the drip tray in the freezer

to set the blotting paper in.

- You stir the solution with a pen

and O'Connor chewed the pen and--

Oh, here he comes.

- Just so you know,

I knew you were a cop from the moment I saw you.

- Oh, well give my regards to Frank won't you?

- Actually I'm the cop.

- [Charlie] Well that was fun.

- [Nicola] Yeah we should do that every week.

- [Charlie] Well, let's not get too excited.

We don't want what's his name becoming a chief inspector.

(hands swishing)

- You know sweetie, hotels actually encourage you

to take things and I think they want us to have moisturizer.

And all the toiletries, shampoo, conditioner, soap.

- [Charlie] Did I say anything?

- No but I could sense you wanted to through the walls.

- No, no, no, no.

In fact, I've come 'round to your way of thinking.

What do you think of this?

- Sweetie-- - Yes, hello.

- [Nicola] I never pegged you as a thief.

- Oh yes, yes, yes.

Please, don't underestimate the old cunning force

that is your husband.

No, no, no, crime excites me.

Excites me, I'm drawn to it as a moth to a flame.

I almost stole those coat hangers from the cupboard.

- Really? - Yeah,

they were hanging there provocatively.

I heard their siren song yet I resisted.

And of course, also, how could we forget the ironing board?

Still there are some things that one doesn't have to steal.

- Oh. - The phone system

was interesting, I thought of stealing that as well.

- Sweetie? - Hmm?

- You know that the hotel's

gonna charge it to my credit card?

(crickets chirping)

(mysterious jazz music)

(upbeat tribal music)