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And the forecast for today is sunshine and
scorching hot temperatures as we continue

experiencing a major heat
wave here in the city.

- Expect temperatures to rise...
- Why is it so hot in here?

- Please tell me that's
not our air conditioner.
- Dad?

Hey, guys.

This is your, uh... AC
condenser from out back.

Zoe asked me to swing by and check
on the place while she's on vacation

and I could hear this baby
chugging from a mile away.

- So you decided to take it apart?
- I'm fixing it.

- We should call a repair guy.
- Yeah.
- And why?

Have him charge you an arm and a
leg to tighten up a couple of screws?

Nah, I'll have this baby fixed in no time.

Well, the good news is,
it's the end of the day.

- How could it possibly get any worse?
- Ooh! There they are, right there!

There they are! My two favorite PIs!

- In the house!
- Conroy?

Hey, is it hot in here or is it just me?

- Who is, uh... Mr. Margaritaville?
- Dad, this is Deputy Eddie Conroy.

- We met him last year up at Preston Hall.
- Pleasure to meet you, sir.

We all, uh... solved a murder
together, it was pretty awesome.

Maybe not for the dead guy.

Probably the victim's husband, too, and...

- not very fun for any of
the hotel guests who...
- Conroy,

- what brings you to the big city?
- Oh, OK, I got a case for you guys.

- Oh, darn, we are totally
slammed right now.
- Totally slammed.

- You are?
- Yep.
- Slammed.

Right, yeah, I should have supposed.

I mean, you guys are the best, so...

uh... OK, well, very nice to meet
you, and, um... sorry to bother you.

OK.

Ugh! Wait, wait, wait.

What's going on, Conroy?

OK, let me tell you about Estelle Warren.

80 year old woman, has this cozy little
cabin on the outside of town, in the woods.

- She was robbed?
- Oh, no, no, no, no,
no, no, she lived alone,

she had a bad hip, had trouble
getting down the lane to get her mail.

- I used to go by once
a week with the mail...
- OK, hold up, just... ha...

why are you speaking in the past
tense, did something happen to her?

Oh, yes, yes, absolutely,
yeah, she was murdered.

And I think it was my fault.

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♪ Watch you blowin' the lines
when you're making a scene ♪

♪ Oh boy, you've got to know ♪

♪ What my head overlooks ♪

♪ The senses will show to my heart ♪

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♪ Watching you ♪

When you tune in next week,
I'll explain how this boat

and this notorious murderer are connected.

Is that Jack the Ripper? Be...
because I always thought that...

- Shh... shh... shh... this
part is really important.
- Now, I have been revealing
too many truths, haven't I?

Who have I pissed off? CSIS? NSA?

Hey... I saw your brown truck

parked on the street the other
night in front of my house.

This was the last vlog she ever made.

See, in the Titanic movie,
Leo's name was Jack.

Uh, keep going, Conroy.

A week before she died, Estelle
told me about this brown truck.

I mean, she was always going
on about conspiracy stuff,

so I didn't take her seriously.

- And then, she was murdered?
- Yeah.

Uh... no, I mean, I don't... I don't know.

My Sergeant found Estelle in
her garage with her car running.

It was ruled a suicide.

- Uh... that's tough, man, I'm sorry.
- Nah, look, I refuse to believe
that she took her own life.

If I'd just listened to her
about that dark brown truck,

she could still be alive right now.

This is why I need you
guys to help me with this.

You... you want us to
investigate a murder up in...

- Willowton.
- Willowton.

But Estelle's grandniece lives here,
maybe she knows something?

I think her name is Maude.

Oh, and I've got the license
plate number for the truck.

Oh, why didn't you run the plate yourself?

Yes, right, about that,
I was, uh... suspended.

Conroy... Conray.

I know, boss was fed up about
the fact that I wouldn't let it be,

and then I, uh... ordered an
autopsy behind her back.

She suspended me
before it came through.

Look, you guys are the only people I know
that can help me with this, so... please.

Just one second.

- So, what do you think?
- No.

- Don't you feel bad for him?
- Yes.

Which is why we can't humour
this wild goose chase.

- Oh, you know your air
flow regulator is shot, right?
- Yes, I know.
- Cool.

OK, fine, take him around for
the day, then go buy him a beer.

I'll look into the niece.

OK, but I was thinking maybe you could take
him around and I will go see the... niece.

Guess that means no.

So this isn't one of those
real Porsches, huh?

This is one of those fake kit things?

- It's a real Porsche.
- Oh, yeah?

Oh, that's cool, that's pretty cool.

- I drive a Corolla myself.
- Corolla?

- Mm-hmm.
- Wow... that's a... reliable car.

Oh, you can say that again, seventeen
faithful years and counting, my friend.

Look, thanks again, huh? Not everybody,
um... really, uh... takes me that seriously.

It's no problem, man.

I can tell Estelle meant a lot to you.

Hey, when we're done with this,

what're the chances you'd let
me take this baby for a spin?

- Zero.
- OK.

Wow! Oh, wow!

Look at this place! Wow! Whoo!

- First time in a police station?
- Oh, no, no, no, not me, I'm a cop.

- Is Maz here?
- Uh... he's on a training session.

- Oh, uh...
- You know what would be great?

If you could look up a license plate
number for us. I've got it right here.

Didn't you just say you were a cop?

Uh... yeah, I did.

- Um... Inspector Carson!
- What's going on here?

Oh, uh... well, I can tell you, um...
Shade and Everett are looking

into a lead about the murder
of my friend Estelle.

- Nice to meet you, I'm
Deputy Eddie Conroy.
- Murder?

It... possible murder,
highly unlikely murder.

Uh... we're helping our...
very special friend Eddie.

- Eddie just lost someone very special to
him, and he's struggling with acceptance.
- Oh, hey, hey, no, that's... that's private.

I'm going around the
corner to yell at someone.

When I come back, don't be here.

I believe that was her way
of turning a blind eye.

Um, how come someone in
Willowton isn't looking into this?

Yeah, not many of us at the station,
it's a pretty, uh... small town.

Uh, yeah... I've got the
number for you right here.

OK, well, there's nothing coming up with
a brown truck under this license plate.

- Well, I appreciate you
honestly taking a look...
- Wait... wait... wait... wait
a minute, wait a minute.

Can you run that plate again
with different colours?

I just totally forgot that Estelle
was completely colorblind.

So, uh... you might want to
try blue and, uh... red, maybe.

Uh... also, Estelle's pretty
significantly, uh... dyslexic,

so these letters could very well be wrong.

I'll give you a couple suggestions, um...

So just that I'm clear,

we're just shooting aimlessly
here and hoping for a bullseye?

Yeah, that pretty much covers it.

- Uh-huh.
- OK, try that out.

Nope, not that one.

Oh... well, there is a blue pick-up
truck that matches this plate number.

It's registered to a towing
company out in Scarborough.

It's at 8356 Commission Road South.

- Yeah, that... that's great, we gotta go.
- See! I knew it!
- My pen, thank you.

Uh-hah... Inspector.

Ahh... air conditioning.

- You must be Angie, Fiona.
- Fiona?

Deputy Conroy said your name was Maude.

- Deputy Conroy?
- Uh... the police officer who was
friends with your great-aunt?

Oh, right, he's a funny
little man, that one.

I'm still trying to wrap my
brain around all of this.

Aunt Estelle was a kook, but I didn't think
she was capable of... taking her own life.

It's thanks to her that I was able to
start my catering business, actually.

Oh, did she leave you money in her will?

No, before that, she sent me $2,000 a month

to keep me going until
we got up on our feet.

Wow, that's quite the allowance.

Aunt Estelle was incredibly generous.

Do you have any idea where
the money was coming from?

I assumed her savings?

Didn't have any kids or
a partner to give it to.

And actually, she increased the cheques
to 2,600 a month a little while ago.

- Did she say why?
- No.

Now that I think about it,
maybe she was planning this.

- Don't people usually give
things away before they...?
- Yeah.

Did Estelle have any friends?

Not really, there was a name she'd
mention every once in a while.

Betty Love, I think I
have her email address.

Great.

Anybody home?

Ahh... it's abandoned.

Glad we came. How about we
go get that beer? It's on me.

There's a great pub right near the agency.

Good god, no.

That's fresh oil.

- That's fresh oil.
- Seriously?

You think you're gonna follow
an oil trail and find a blue truck?

This isn't Scooby-Doo, man.

Boo-yah!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, just calm
down, Don Ho, let's examine the facts.

A, this truck is a different colour
than the one Estelle described,

and B, that license plate
is a different number

than the one that was written
down in Estelle's journal.

Hey! Who are you guys?

I'm Deputy Conroy, Willowton Police.

We're just looking at this truck here which
might be involved in a murder case.

Wow, you just give it all
away for free, don't you?

Could we, um... talk to the
owner of this fine establishment?

OK, I ju... I... just let
me make a phone call.

Betty Love? I'm Angie
Everett, private investigator.

I can come back later.

Well, you'll be waiting for quite a
while, I'm training for a marathon.

- Oh!
- So you wanted to talk about Estelle?

Yes, that must have come as quite a shock.

When you get to my age, you have to just
gain a certain amount of acceptance.

My friend Rosemary died six weeks ago
from that terrible flu that was going around.

Just have to keep moving.

I'm not sure if you're aware,
but the cops who found Estelle,

they... they believe she committed suicide.

And you want to know if that's possible.

Ah... well, she said she
never wanted to be a burden.

Ah... I could see maybe if she was
diagnosed with something terminal,

she might take things
into her own hands, but...

- Do you know if that was true?
- She never said anything to me.

OK, well, thank you, I'll see myself out.

Oh, uh... one more thing.

Do you happen to know of anyone
related to Estelle by the name of Maude?

Maude? No, no, never heard the name.

What is up with this guy?
My spidey senses are going off.

You know, I never had those.

Yeah, OK, yeah, he's around back, guys.

Just set down back there,
he's expecting ya.

Just around the corner, be right with ya.

Don't answer that.

Aw... shoot. Not you shoot...
I meant, you know, shoot...

OK, shut up, just, uh... throw
the phone on the ground.

- Wallet, bag, and... car keys.
- Look, man, we can talk about this...

Get in the shipping container,
both of you. Now!

This is Matt Shade. Leave a message.

Hey, it's me, I'm just checking in.
I haven't come up with much on my end.

I'm calling it a night,
I'll see you tomorrow.

Look, man, we can just walk away
and not tell anybody about this...

- OK.
- or we can get in the container,
entirely up to you.

Oh, my gosh! I was right, wasn't I?

It was a murder!

And it's another hot one out there
today, folks. Sticky and humid.

- The temperatures again in
the high thirties throughout...
- Hello?

Yeesh, it's hotter than Trinidad in here.

Yeah, I hadn't noticed.

Ahh... OK, I'm on it.

- Ahh...
- See, I got the parts and, oh... I found a
manual online that should speed things up.

Oh, good! Don, this is in Spanish.

- I know, it's all I could find.
- Hey, have you heard from Shade?

No, I don't think he came home last night.

I figured he was out late
with you working a case.

No, no, I called his phone,
it went straight to voice-mail.

You know what? I'm gonna
head downtown, talk to Maz,

see if he knows where Shade and Conroy are.

- And I'm gonna get started on this.
- Great.

Oh... what time is it?

- Ten after eight.
- Oh, man!

This heat really did me in.

Slept like a baby. How about you?

I'm sorry, this is all my fault.

I didn't think that the end
would unfold like this.

I turn forty tomorrow, you know.

Every man in my family
dies before they turn forty.

It's the Conroy curse.

- The what?
- Conroy curse.

Granddaddy Conroy fell down a well.

They said he shouted a bit, but
Granny was pretty deaf by then.

My uncle died at Christmas when the tree
he was chopping down fell on top of him.

And good ole Dad...

he was electrocuted to death while
he was fixing his television set.

Yeah.

It was a tow truck company
out in Scarborough.

And Shade didn't mention if he
was going anywhere else after?

You mean with Ace Ventura?

'Cause of the Hawaiian shirt
and the weird thing, I...

- no, uh... he didn't mention
where he was going after that.
- I need you to make a phone call.

I need the police report
for Estelle Dorset.

Are you thinking there's actually
something to this murder idea?

I haven't talked to Shade
since yesterday afternoon.

OK, I don't know, it sounds crazy,
but Conroy might be onto something.

- It's Willowton, right?
- Yeah.

Thank you, just call me
when you get the report.

Awkward, when you say bye and
then walk in the same direction.

Well, I can't let you go
to a tow truck company

in the middle of nowhere by yourself.

- I'm gonna go with you.
- Oh, you don't need to do that.

Oh, well, I actually sent Shade
and the other cop out there,

so if anything has happened,
I do need to know about it.

- Cool.
- Cool.

Oh, sushi.

Uh... flying in an airplane.

Uh... never learning the difference between

effect with an "e" and
affect with an "a"...

I don't know, there's so much
stuff. What about you?

Huh? I don't even know
what game we're playing.

Do you have any regrets?
We're playing regrets right now.

No, I don't believe in them, they're
only opportunities for learning.

Oh, really?

- What about, like, Angie?
- What about Angie?

OK, come on, you're... you're...
you're gonna sit there and tell me

that you never, ever, ever thought
about being with Angie? Ah!

Ah, right there! See? Right there.

- Could we just focus
on getting out of here?
- I get it, I get it.

Love is tough, it's very tough.

In my graduating class in high
school there was one girl,

and she was my twin sister Edie.

- Wow...
- I mean, yes, at the Police
Academy, there was a woman.

I never had the courage to ask her out.

Ever, Darla.

And every month there's this singles
mixer in the curling club down the road

and they say that she goes, and every
month I say that I'm gonna go,

but ev... every month,
I... I just chicken out.

- And now it just seems so... stupid.
- Hey, hey, Magnum?

Listen to me, we're getting out of here.

And when we get out of here, you're
going to go to that singles mixer.

You know how I know that?

- How?
- 'Cause I'm gonna take ya.

I'm a good wingman.

- You hear that?
- Yeah.

- He's coming back, alright?
- Alright.

When he comes through that door, I'm gonna
take him on, and you hit him with this.

- What?
- Yeah.

- God...
- You ready?
- No.

OK...

You guys still in there?

No, I mean... I'm not dead.

The other guy very... very much
dead, he's... he's super dead,

and I personally do not...
do not feel very good at all.

Hey, listen, you let us go
now and it'll all be OK.

- You don't have to kill anyone.
- And we will not call the cops.

- What's going on out there?
- What is going on out there?

Let's just say you should buckle up.

So what's with the go bag?

Oh, I've... I've been prepped to investigate
a murder since I was in high school.

Oh! You always wanted to be a cop?

It was either that or go
into the family business.

- Which was?
- Carpet cleaning.

- Ah.
- Ah... after I graduated,
my dad offered me a job

answering phones and said
if I worked hard enough,

in a few years he would
promote me to sales.

So I enrolled in the Police
Academy the next afternoon.

Hello?

They're not here, there's no sign of
them, they must have come and gone.

Oh, police report from Willowton.

There's an accompanying
autopsy report for a suicide?

Oh yeah, that would have been
ordered by our good friend

Deputy Conroy behind his Sergeant's back.

Well, apparently it was good reason,
she had a clean bill of health,

but according to the autopsy, she had a
high dose of benzodiazepine in her system.

A sedative? She was found in her car.

Both benzo and carbon
monoxide will put you to sleep.

You wouldn't need to use both.

I think we need to take a visit to
Willowton to see the Medical Examiner.

Exactly what I was thinking.

Hey there.

The receptionist is on her
lunch break, uh... who're you?

Uh... we're looking for
Sergeant Lydia Sullivan?

You can't pee here, there's a gas
station five minutes up the road.

Oh, I'm... I'm Detec... trainee Detective,
um... Danica Powers from Metro PD.

You're a long way from the city.

I'm actually friends with Eddie Conroy.

He came to us about Estelle's death.

Suicide, you mean?
Poor kid won't let it go.

We caught him breaking into her
house in search of evidence,

and then he had the audacity to
order an autopsy behind my back.

About that autopsy, have you
had a chance to review it yet?

Does it look like I have
all the time in the world?

Um... could we talk to
the Medical Examiner?

- Conroy?
- No, the Medical Examiner.

- Yeah. Conroy!
- Yeah, be right there.

Thought I heard Toronto folk.
What can I do for you?

- You're Eddie's...?
- Sister.
- Yeah.

Twin, actually, older by two minutes.

Took his sweet time coming
out the ol' birth canal.

That explains a lot.

Uh... and you're the Medical Examiner?

Town vet, too, and doctor.

- Incredible.
- Uh... the autopsy you prepared...

what can you tell us about the
sedatives you found in Estelle's system?

Did she have a prescription
for Benzodiazepine?

- I never wrote her one.
- Doesn't mean she couldn't have gotten some
from the local drug dealer, though, huh?

I don't push pills, that...
that's Old Man Pitfield.

Listen, if you want to go about your
own investigation, be my guest.

I'll give you the keys to Estelle's place.

Telling you, though, won't find anything,
lonely conspiracy nut who offed herself.

Sad but true.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

- Help!
- Hey! Help!

You have mosquito repellent
in your detective kit?

You know what the most
deadly creature on earth is?

Next to humans, of course... mosquitoes.

- You're welcome.
- Hm!

Ugh, terrible service out here.

OK, uh...

- parrilla de flujo de aire?
- Air... something.

Yeah, I got that much.

Hey, Grandpa, I don't know,
I went to Italy, not Spain.

Yeah.

Hey, Don, just checking in, any news?

- Ahh... no, nothing yet.
- Did you hear from Jules?
- Yeah.

- Who's on the phone, is it Dad?
- It's Angie.

Angie, hello?

Hello? Hello?

Call dropped.

It's gonna be OK, kid, it's gonna be OK.

- Anything?
- No, I lost the call.

- What did you lose back there?
- Oh, just the engagement ring
I bought for my girlfriend.

- What, did you find it?
- No, it's fine, though.

It's... it's a 10 dollar ring from Kensington
Market, I'll buy her a new one.

She's really against diamonds and
she's not really a jewelry person.

Oh... I didn't know you were
getting married, congratulations.

I don't know if I am yet.

I've had the ring in my
bag for two months now.

You take the bathroom,
I'll take the bedroom.

No Benzo yet!

Same, and they didn't find any in the
car with her, so where the hell is it?

This definitely seems
like a murder case to me.

And not just because
I've been hoping for one.

- So your girlfriend...
- Kate.

Yeah, does she know
you're going to propose?

She has no idea.

It's silly, really, it's probably
just an overreaction.

- To what?
- Her leaving.

She's a war correspondent.

She's heading to Damascus next week,
and I... just every time she goes,

I get this horrible feeling in my stomach
like I'm never gonna see her again.

- I'm so sorry, I didn't think.
- No, no, no, it... it's OK.

When did you know that Kate was "the one"?

Uh, well, I'd just been turned down
for my fifth straight patrol job.

That night, she took me out for dinner

and she told me that, no matter what,
she would always believe in me.

And that was it.

Hey, look at that grate.

Looks like it's been moved.

- Estelle, you sneaky little bugger.
- This is really old.

Mineral Ore Deposit Property Ventures?

Estelle went to lot of
trouble to hide these things.

- Hey!
- Gosh! Hello!

Somebody!!

- Hey!
- Hey! What are you doing?

Making some air holes for ya.

Hey, I gotta admit, I... I went
through your wallet, Matt Shade.

Matt Shade... you're the hockey player!

Yeah, that's right, I am.

Aw... man, sick... I still
remember that playoff game

where you scored the winning goal.

Knocked it right out of
midair, that was incredible.

- Thanks?
- It's too bad I gotta kill you.
- Come on, man.

You don't have to do that, look,
I know you're just a hired gun.

You let us out of here and we'll help
you take down your boss together.

No can do, man, she'd kill me, too.

- She?
- What?

OK, thanks.

So it looks like it's a real
estate holdings company

that pays out dividends to its investors.

Did you figure out how many people
are invested in the company?

That's the weird part, there's only four,

Estelle Dorset, Betty Love, Rosemary
Dupond, and Alice Van Horn.

Do you know them?

Yeah, I already talked to Betty

and she mentioned her friend
Rosemary, who died 6 weeks ago.

Of what?

- Betty mentioned the flu.
- Let me guess, no autopsy was done.

And the monthly dividend payments
went up right after Rosemary's death.

But why?

Maybe they had life insurance
policies on each other?

That's not how life insurance works.
We need to talk to the fourth woman.

Alice Van Horn.

A 6-letter word for "tap."

Has an "F" and a "C" in there.

It's "faucet", Mom.

Oh, hello, you must be the
investigators that called.

Yes, uh... I'm Angie.

This is Officer Powers.

- Trainee Detective Powers.
- Hello!

Is she...?

Not much of a conversationalist,
but I can try and help you.

Oh, yeah, sure, um... we're looking
into a financial investment

your mother was involved in that's
been linked to a possible murder.

Do you know anything about Mineral
Ore Deposit Property Ventures?

- MOD.
- MOD...

Mineral Ore Deposit is "Maude".

That's the name that Conroy
heard Estelle talking about.

Betty did us good.

Oh, she was such a schemer, that one.

Rosemary?

- Rosemary?
- No, Ma.

- This isn't Rosemary.
- Rosemary...

She's been struggling with
Alzheimer's for a long time now.

She doesn't know much of
what's she's saying these days.

Ha... I'm sorry, did you say murder?

Should I be worried
about my mother's safety?

Oh, well, we're gonna talk
to the staff in the building

and see if there's any additional
precautions they can take.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, I have to get her to her
physiotherapy appointment.

Excuse me.

This is my card.

If... if she says anything
about MOD, please call me.

When I talked to Betty, she
said she'd never heard of MOD.

All I can see is gravel and water.

Whoa... OK, what is happening?

I don't know, but that can't be good.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...
- What is it?

I'm starting to think that
these aren't air holes.

- We know about your MOD investment.
- Well.

Is there something we can help you find?

Oh, it's my pills, they're
in here somewhere.

I have to take one every couple
of hours. Oh, here they are.

Why didn't you tell me about
this when we met yesterday?

Oh, because it's none of your business.

Did you murder Estelle and Rosemary?

Oh... I most certainly did not!

And... and you watch your tone, young miss.

We were best friends.

I mean, sure, over the past
couple of decades we grew apart,

but from the early 70s through the
millennium, those women were my family.

We took care of each other.

And then MOD took care of us.

So you admit to the investment scheme.

Listen, you just need to come clean with
us, somebody's trying to kill its members.

So you think Estelle's death
was actually a murder?

We strongly believe so, yes.

- Then I guess I'd better tell you...
- Betty? Betty?

- My heart...
- Betty, what's going on?

I'm calling an ambulance.

OK, you might have been right.
I don't think this is working.

I just think it's soaking through.

Come on!

Betty's stable now, and in the hospital.

Forensics checked her pills.

- And?
- Arsenic poisoning, somebody sprayed them.

Shade and Conroy have been missing
for more than 24 hours, after 24 hours...

- We'll find them.
- Hey, look at this.

Upon death, all shares
revert back to the company.

OK, well, that explains why the
dividends went up for Estelle.

The money was redistributed to other
members, so the more members that die...

The more the others' shares go up...

- Oh, my god, it's a tontine.
- A French tart?

No, but close.

Think pie.

My dad and I dealt with some fraudsters
who had a tontine a couple of years ago.

Hey, it starts out like
a regular investment,

with people pooling their
money to buy something big.

In their case, four pieces to the pie.

Now, the investment pays out a dividend
each month, but when someone dies,

with one less person to pay,
everyone else gets a bigger dividend.

So instead of passing the
shares onto their descendants...

Their shares stay with the investment.

When Rosemary died, Estelle's and
the other women's share increased,

- but now that Estelle's dead...
- Alice and Betty's payout will increase.

OK, so what happens when
you're just left with one?

The last person standing gets everything
and they get to pass it onto their heirs.

Who else knows about this investment?

Maybe someone's putting
their thumb on the scale.

No one, as far as we can tell.

Unless... Alice's daughter, Janet.

She was pretty quick to leave
once we mentioned MOD.

And didn't even question why
anyone would be after her mother.

Plus, I'll bet she's got power of attorney
because of her mother's Alzheimer's.

Wait a second.

That truck they were after,
who is it registered to?

Jackson Van Horn.

Van Horn... Alice Van Horn,
could that be her son?

And Janet's brother.

This is the Conroy curse.

I'm so sorry for bringing you down with me.

Hah... stop talking like that,
nobody's dying in here.

I don't know how, but
we're getting out of here.

What was that?

- Man, we're going down.
- What? Oh, god!

- I can't swim! I can't swim!
- Grab onto the roof.

There you go.

I haven't been in water
since cousin Tony drowned

in a charity dunk tank
on his 39th birthday.

You just hold on tight, I'll be right back.

What? No, what... where are you going?!

- The only place I can go, down.
- What? No, don't go down!

Oh, god... he went.

I said don't go down.

OK, good news. The door is open.

The impact broke the lock.
All we gotta do is swim down and out.

- What? I can't. I can't do that.
- Yeah. Yeah.

- I won't make it.
- You can. You can, I'll guide you through it.
- I can't do it. I can't do it.

Conroy, hey, hey, look at me!

Conroy... sushi.

The singles mixer.

I'm gonna teach you the difference
between effect and affect,

but we gotta go right now.

Hah... will you tell Angie
how you really feel?

- What?
- Promise me that you will tell
Angie how you really feel!

Yeah, sure, fine, whatever.
We gotta go. You ready?

- Oh, god.
- One, two, three!

Hey!

Hello?

You there?

I did it.

- Yeah, they're at the bottom of the lake.
- Hey!

Yeah! OK!

- Get his arm.
- I'm gonna get his arm.

- Get something to tie him up.
- Get something to tie him up?

Gimme a signal, signal.

Unknown number. Shade?

Hey, I'm at, uh... I don't know, a quarry,

- maybe it's a gravel pit.
- We figured it out.

Hang in there, OK? Help's on
the way right now. Are you OK?

- Is Conroy OK?
- Yeah, yeah, we'll be fine.

Drop the phone!

Shade? Shade!

How did you manage to screw this up

in the three minutes since
we've hung up the phone?

You know what? You can stay like that.
I don't have the energy for you.

Come on, move it. Back to the water.

- The Conroy curse.
- Pick it up, boys.

Drop your weapon! Now!

Get your hands where we can see 'em!

OK, I'm unarmed, I'm unarmed!

What took you so long?

- We made a good team today.
- We did.

You know, I think I'm gonna go
back tomorrow and buy that ring.

It's time, can't wait forever,
you know what I mean?

That's a great idea.

- Oh, uh... uh... Sergeant Sullivan, uh...?
- Deputy.

Deputy, I think I owe you an apology.

You were right, and I should have listened.

Oh... oh, that's Jules.

- I've been keeping her and your dad updated.
- Ahh... she's going to yell at me,
and then she's going to cry.

- So this means my suspension's lifted?
- Yeah, see you Monday.

OK, and, uh... maybe a promotion?

I'm pretty sure she'll hug
you when you get home.

Hey, Jules.

Hi, honey. Yeah, no, I'm fine.

Honey, I'm fine.

Yeah, honey, I couldn't call
you, they took my phone.

Yeah... honey, calm down.

Honey, honey, it's OK.
Listen, I'm fine, OK?

They didn't do anything
to me. I'm fine, OK?

I'm sorry I didn't tell you
about the tontine earlier.

It's just, uh... it's not especially legal.

- I can sorta see why.
- How'd you set it up in the first place?

Well, the four of us were admin
assistants for a group of geologists.

None of us were married, and we
were determined to secure our future

on our own terms.

We withdrew our pensions
and pooled our money, hmm.

- Did you know there was a
mineral deposit on the land?
- No.

It was Alice who noticed the signs.

So we rented out the land to
a mineral extraction company

and that kept us safe for over 40 years.

How about now?
Alice's two kids are in jail.

Well, I have a guest room
that barely gets used.

Nobody should be without friends or family.

Daisies!

That's right, Alice.

They're your favourite, aren't they?

We'll pick some up on our way home.

Thank you, Betty.

You ladies are lucky to
have found one another.

- So nice!
- It's working again!

- Thank god!
- Conroy? What are you doing here?

He fixed the air conditioning.

- Well, you know, couldn't have done it
without my two trusted assistants here.
- Oh?

- He speaks Spanish, self-taught.
- Con la ayuda de Rosetta Stone.

- Ahh... thanks, Conroy.
- Don't mention it.

- Ah... our reservation's in 15
minutes, we should get going.
- OK, well, hey, thank you again.

And, uh... you guys go
have some fun out there.

No, Conroy, you're coming with us.

It's your 40th birthday, man.
You broke the curse!

Oh, god, you're right!

Wow, OK! Alright, where are we going?

Sushi! When I make a
promise, I don't forget it.

Aw... how cute, you two making plans and
promises while stuck in that death trap.

Actually, you, uh... you made
another promise out there.

Ah... that's right, I promised
that I would be your wingman

at that singles mixer up north!

Oh, my gosh! Yeah!
I almost forgot about that!

That's a good save, buddy.

- You know what would make this
birthday even better than it already is?
- What's that?

Maybe just let me drive the
Porsche to the restaurant.

What? Come on, I almost drowned!

- Yes, you did.
- And while that was happening,

I remember that you made a promise...

- Can you drive a stick?
- I mean, I could learn.

- What?
- Don't even bother.
- I think we're outta here.