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Mmm. Excited to go
see the lake, Cody?

You get to see where
Daddy proposed to Mommy.

-No!

No? You're lucky
that's not what I said.

Oh, did you
get the sunblock

that I asked for?

-Huh?

Sunscreen? Did
you bring it down?

-What do we need
sunscreen for?

What do we need
sunscreen for?

We're gonna be in
the sun all day.

"What do we need
sunscreen for?"

-When we were his age,
we were out on the beach

all day with
nothing on.

I have 16
millimeter films.

We looked
like lobsters.

Don't end up
like your dad.

-Too late!

Okay, so how long are you
gonna be on that thing?

-Uh, sweetie, this
"thing" is allowing me

to get away
for the day.

I'll be done in just
one second, okay?

-All right,
fine then.

Cody and I are
gonna sing something.

-Okay.

What? What?

-You win.
Anything else.

You don't
like that?

Why don't you
sing something,

Paul McCartney?

-Okay. How about

"In the Pines"?

Really?

No. No weird
folk music.

Weird folk music?

Oh, uh-oh.

Will you get
his bear, babe?

Yeah.
I got it.

No, he wants
to sit right there.

-Does he? What if he
wants to snuggle?

Why are you looking
at me like that?

-Like what?

Like I've completely
lost my mind.

-You've been here
for a long time.

You know I would
never use that phrase.

Right. You'd probably
sugarcoat it.

Would it make
you happy if I said

like I'm having a
psychotic break?

I'm just trying to
understand why you feel

compelled to
leave right now.

I told you, because my
brother has been taking

care of my parents'
estate since their death.

I haven't been
able to help him.

I need to be
there. It's time.

And when was
the last time

that you
talked to him?

You know, that, ah,
that is irrelevant.

You know
he's reclusive.

You just have been
making so much progress.

Is four years really
progress, Dr. Lanford?

-Yes. These things take
time. You know this.

And money.

Excuse me?

I'm just saying, if
my parents didn't have

so much of it I
probably wouldn't have

been able to stay
here for so long.

So how much
of my condition

do you really
care about?

If you are suggesting
that we have anything

but your best
interest at heart,

that we would suggest
you remain here

simply to collect
your money...

-Okay. Okay.

I didn't mean
it. I'm sorry.

-Megan, you are
here voluntarily.

You can of course leave
whenever you'd like.

But Megan... think
about it first.

Long and hard.

I already have.

Hey, it's Gary. You
know what to do.

Hey, it's me. I'm
about an hour out.

I miss the ocean...

Anyways, I can't
wait to see you.

I'll see you
soon. Bye.

Hey, it's Gary. You
know what to do.

Hi. I'm here. Um, I don't
see your car anywhere

so I guess I'll just
use the spare key

- which I hope
is still there,

otherwise you're
in big trouble.

Anyways, call me
back. Where are you?

All right, bye.

Gary!?

Dammit, Gary.

Please tell me you
never fixed this.

Ahh, yes.

Hey, it's Gary. You
know what to do.

Hey, I'm in, no
thanks to you.

The key isn't
where it usually is

and luckily nobody ever
fixed the back door

so you definitely
owe me. Jerk.

Where are you?
Call me back.

-Catch me
if you can.

Get
off me, Gary!

Mom, tell Gary
to stop kicking!

-Gary, just
eat your dinner.

I didn't kick her.
-Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.
-Yes, you did.

Oh no, I didn't.
-Yes, you did.

No! I didn't...
-Yes, you did!

No, I didn't!
-Yes, you did.

No, I didn't...
-Yes, you did.

I definitely did not.
-You did.

No.
-You did.

That thing's not
staying in the house.

-It was passed down
to me from my dad.

It has to stay.

-Well, you can keep
it in the attic then.

That's no place
for Beethoven.

How could you possibly put
Beethoven in the attic?

-In the attic!

Julia!

"Gary, working at
The Pit tonight.

Come by later for
coffee and then

maybe my place after
my shift?" -Lisa.

Way
to go, Gary.

Uhh..

Gary?!

Hey, it's Gary. You
know what to do.

Hey, where the
hell are you?

This is
getting weird.

I just took a nap.
I'm gonna unpack.

Give me a call

or hopefully I
just see you soon.

Hey, it's Gary. You
know what to do.

Hey. All right,
enough already.

You've taken
it far enough.

Where are you?
Just call me back.

Or else.

Gary, working at
The Pit tonight.

Come by later for
coffee. -Lisa.

Just have a
seat anywhere.

-Okay.

Hi. I'll just be
right with you.

You know what
you want?

Oh, uh, I
just need a-

actually, do you mind
if I order from Lisa?

Suit yourself.

I don't usually
get requests.

Oh I think we
have a mutual friend.

He's not a friend,
he's my brother.

Gary Burke.

I'm sorry, I don't
think I know him.

Gary Burke?

Yeah, it
doesn't ring a bell.

I assumed you were
seeing each other?

Unless this Gary
also goes by Jimmy

and has been married
to me for three years

I don't think
I know him.

Uh, can I get
you anything?

Just a coffee.

Hello?

I don't need a
lesson on what

adjustable rates
mean, Larry!

I'm just telling you
it's highway robbery.

Yeah, I might be a
humble public servant

but I will sue your ass if
you try for repossession.

Hi.

-Hi. Hey.

Um, are you
the sheriff?

Yeah. Yeah, that's..
that's what they tell me.

Uh, come on in.

-Okay.

Just, uh,
open that door.

Sorry to bother
you so late.

-Oh, not
a problem.

Megan Burke.

-Megan Burke?

Ah, Sidney and
Gladys's daughter.

Yeah, that's right.

-Oh. Well, it's a damn
shame about your folks.

You know, going
so close together.

But with-with all
due respect, you know,

sometimes that's
for the best.

A couple
like that,

they don't want to live
without each other.

-Right. You knew my
parents well, Sheriff..?

Brunson.
Sheriff Brunson.

And yeah,
yeah, of course.

They kept to themselves
quite a bit, as you know,

but they were always
plenty nice to me, yeah.

Now what can
I do for you?

Well, I was supposed
to meet my brother at

our house this afternoon
and he never showed up.

At first I thought he was
playing a trick on me,

sounds silly saying
it out loud, but...

-No, nothin'
silly about that.

Not if you're
concerned.

Mm-hmm.

Now unfortunately,
there's nothing we can

do about a missing
persons until 48 hours,

in case this is
what this is.

No, I wouldn't
use that word.

I wouldn't
call him missing.

I was just wondering
if you had seen him

around town
recently.

-Not sure
if I have.

Uh, do you
have a picture?

I'm sorry, what?

A picture? Do you
have a picture?

I'm more than
happy to look at it.

I'm pretty
good with faces.

It comes with
the territory.

Of course. Um, I think
you're misunderstanding

what I'm saying.

I'm just asking if
you've seen my brother

Gary Burke.

I understand what you're
saying, Miss Burke.

I don't know what
you want me to say.

I'm assuming you
know him... well.

Why?

Because he's been
living with my parents

for the past
few months.

He's been taking
care of my dad

ever since
he got sick.

Not as far
as I know.

Okay, wait.

Here...

Gary Burke.

Oh. That's a nice
lookin' young man, but..

no, doesn't
look familiar.

You're telling me
you haven't seen him

around town, with my
dad, at their house?

Miss Burke,
until tonight,

I didn't know your
parents had a son.

Okay, then who's been
taking care of their place?

The Andersons.

The Andersons?

-Eldon and
Rita Anderson.

It's an
older couple.

He had a garage
down on Elm,

she worked at the
Cherry Pit Café.

Both retired.

They do some odd
jobs around town.

I'd like to
talk to them.

Yeah, of course. Yeah,
they live on Sycamore,

last house
on the left.

Uh, but you
can't go tonight.

They, uh, they
retire early,

like most folks
around here.

All right.

Uh, thank you for
your time, Sheriff.

-You should
get some rest.

You know, these
things tend to make

a lot more sense
in the daylight.

Right.

Five hundredth
time's the charm.

Hey, it's Gary. You
know what to do.

Here's to sanity.

Megan!

Oh, you know
who I am?

-Of course.

God, I heard enough about
you from your parents.

And of course
your pictures were

all over
the house.

Plus, and I know this is
gonna be hard to believe,

but I even remember
you as a little girl.

But
come on in.

I'm sure you have a bunch
of questions for us.

Come on.

-Yeah.

Come on,
come on.

Eldon. Eldon,
get out here.

Come on
in, dear.

-Okay. Oh, hi.

Megan...
-Yes.

Nice to
see you.

-Nice to
see you.

Megan, please
have a seat.

-Okay.

So how about some
coffee or tea maybe?

I mean, we have all
sorts of flavors.

-I'm okay.
Thank you.

Well, all right.

First, uh, let
me just tell you

how sorry
we are.

They were very
special people.

-Oh, thank
you so much.

Um, so you two took
care of their place

after they passed?

Yeah, well, we became
close to your parents

over the last
few years.

Our kids are
long gone, uh,

moved to the city
years ago, so we all

sort of bonded
as empty nesters.

-Aww..

Yeah, so it
just seemed the

neighborly thing to do to
keep the place in order

until you arrived
to lay claim.

Thank you.

Um, so you must have been
in touch with my brother.

Uh, I'm sorry,
your brother?

Uh-huh.

I don't believe we
knew you had a brother.

Um, Gary?

My parents, they must
have mentioned him?

Um, no, I don't
believe they did.

Uh, I'm guessing he
moved away years ago?

No... No. He, um,
he's been staying

at the house for
the last few months.

You must
have seen him.

You must have
seen his things?

Uh, I'm sorry, uh,
maybe you're mistaken?

My parents, they told
you where I've been

the last
few years?

-Yeah. Uh,
they told us.

Okay. So you
think that I'm

completely nuts
right now!

-No. Uh, no,
I just think

you might
be confused.

I'm not, I'm
not confused.

I am not
confused!

Let me show you.

No...

No, no, no.

No...

No!

It was all here,
his clothes,

his stuff, it
was right here.

It was
right here!

His books and-and his
money and his.. what?

-Honey...
come sit down.

Oh,
my God.

-Now let's just try to
figure this thing out.

Okay?

-Wait...

Wait, his voicemail.
His voicemail.

Look, I'll
prove it to you.

This is his
voicemail.

We're sorry. You
have reached

a number that has
been disconnected

No!

Maybe we should
call a doctor.

No,
I just need...

please,
please. Stop.

I just need you
to go. I just-

Are you sure?

Yes. I just
need you to go.

All right.

Okay.. okay..

You're okay.
You're okay.

Hello?

No...

Oh, my God.
Oh, God.

Hello?

Hello, ma'am,
this is James

from Harper
Cruise Lines.

Would you like to try
an all-expenses paid trip

to the Caribbean-

I hope it's not too
early for a drink.

-Never too early
in these parts.

Plus, I don't judge, I
just pour the drinks.

What'll it be?

Iced tea.

On the house.

Why?

Because I don't get too
many pretty non-alcoholic

customers in
here at 10 a.m.

Thank you.

You got a name?

Megan.

Duke.

Nice to
meet you.

Pleasure.

Is this where you ask
what a girl like me

is doing in a
place like this?

Uh-uh. Again, I
just pour the drinks.

What are
you reading?

Just a prop. Makes
the clientele think

I'm a lot smarter
than I actually am.

Sure the clientele's
really curious.

Mm-hmm.

What is it?

Victor Hugo...
French literature.

Completes
the ruse.

Hey, do you know a
guy named Gary Burke?

Gary Burke...
Gary Burke?

I don't believe I do.
At least not by name.

Why do you ask?
Who's that?

My brother.

-Your brother?

Mm-hmm.

Megan Burke.

That's me.

Not married.

I'm sorry,
why do you, uh,

why do you ask about
your, uh, your brother?

He lives here
in town.

Up in the house
that's on the hill.

You know the one?

Yeah. Yeah, no, who
doesn't know that house?

Doesn't even really
belong in these parts.

I just thought maybe
he'd come in here.

He knows where to
find a good drink...

doesn't really
like people.

Well, half the
town comes in here

and the other half
never have, never will.

Oh. I suppose
that's-

Gary?

You must think I'm
completely insane.

No... I mean, you
don't strike me as

somebody who's
particularly nuts.

At least not any more
than the rest of us.

You don't know
me very well.

Try me.

There's got to
be something.

Okay. Okay.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

You're imagining it.

You're just - it's
your imagination.

You're imagining it.

It is so nice to
finally meet you, Megan.

I got to know your
parents quite well.

I just wish it was under
different circumstances,

but that is one of the
drawbacks to estate law.

Right. Um, I'm a
little embarrassed

to admit this but the
will, my family's estate,

that wasn't something
we ever discussed.

Well, I'm
not surprised.

Few families
talk about it..

until, well,
they have to.

Okay.

-But the good
news is that

as far as
these things go,

it is all pretty
straightforward.

You are the sole
beneficiary of the home

and property.

Sole beneficiary?

Uh-huh. I'm not
gonna lie to you,

the paperwork can
be a nightmare.

Especially because,
as you're aware,

your parents had
substantial monies.

But don't worry,

I will walk you
through all of it.

And of course it takes
a while for these things

to become official,
filings and whatnot,

but for all
intents and purposes,

the house
is yours.

Welcome back to
Skillman's Bluff.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

So she was
nothing but helpful?

-And as nice
as could be.

But still, I felt
there was something,

some kind of...

What, did you
feel a chill?

Like she was hiding
something from me.

-But she didn't
say anything to,

I don't know, indicate
there were any problems

with the estate?

-No. Quite
the contrary.

She said the chain
of ownership

was very straightforward,
there was some confusing

paperwork but she would
help me navigate that.

Yeah, well, the
more confusing,

the more billable
hours, right?

Oh, I didn't realize
how cynical you were.

I've just dealt with my
fair share of attorneys.

Right.

But it's weird she never
mentioned your brother.

No.

And you didn't
think to bring it up?

Well, I did think about
it, but she had ample

opportunity to mention
him, but she never did.

Yeah, see, I've been
thinking about this.

Oh, you have?

Well, in my
spare time.

Usually, I'm
far too busy.

But seriously though, I
mean could your parents

and your brother
had some sort of,

some sort of
falling out?

Not that I
know of.

But even if
they had,

they wouldn't just
cut him out like that.

My dad was a tough guy,
it's how he became

so successful, but
he's not vindictive.

Then I'm all
out of ideas.

Me, too.

So...

you're really
gonna stay here?

Why not?

-Why not? I
don't know,

it just seems like
Skillman's Bluff

might be a little
small town for you.

You seem like someone who
needs a little bit more

excitement,
sophistication.

Oh. Really?

What about you? This
beach town isn't exactly

a hot bed of
French literature.

I got my own
reasons for staying.

But you're
really gonna stay?

-I've lived here
my whole life.

I mean, I went
away for college,

had a few
rough years...

I spent my
childhood here.

It's some of the happiest
memories of my life.

I was hoping maybe
I could recapture that.

Does that
sound crazy?

No. Mm-mm. That
sounds like one of the

most sane things I've
heard in a long time.

You're sure it
was a rattlesnake?

-Yes.

In the
passenger seat.

I don't see
anything, Megan.

What?

Maybe
it got out.

You don't
see it?

-You're sure?

Yes, it was right there
in my passenger seat!

-Okay.

Someone tried
to kill me.

-Excuse me?

Someone put a snake
inside of my car.

Who's this?

It's Duke.

Duke?

Yeah, Duke.

I'm the bartender
over at Hubbard's.

Oh Hubbard's, yeah.
I think we've been

called out there on
numerous occasions.

Anyway, uh, Megan was
at the bar with me this

morning when whoever put
this snake in the car...

What? I'm sorry..
what time was that?

Just a little
bit ago.

I don't know,
ten, ten-thirty.

All right, so the two
of you were drinking

at 10:30
this morning.

No, we
weren't drinking.

We were just
at the bar.

Oh. Go ahead.

What we were doing
at ten in the morning

or ten at night is
completely irrelevant.

What is relevant is
that somebody put a

deadly snake in
this woman's car.

Actually, son, your
state of mind at the time

is completely
relevant.

Now look, a
rattlesnake bite,

that's no walk in
the park, okay,

I'll give
that to you.

But we get a
handful of hikers

that get tagged on
the ankle every summer.

Now we get them to
the hospital in time

and it's far
from deadly.

What difference
does that make?

Somebody clearly
tried to hurt her.

With a rattlesnake?

You said
rattlesnake, right?

That's right.

Yes.

You want to guess how
often we're called out

to someone's house
because a rattlesnake

sees the AC dripping
underneath a car?

All they need is
the size of a dime

to slither
their way inside.

Now doesn't that
sound like a more

probable way that
snake got in the car

as opposed to
someone put it there?

Look, it's not the
first time someone

was out on a
bender and-

Hold on...

Nobody was drinking!
I told you that.

No one was
on a bender.

-Sheriff, somebody
is trying to kill me!

Megan, I think we're
done here. Let's go.

I walked to my car
and there was a snake

on the
driver's seat.

Do you think it really
slithered up there?

Do you listen to
anything anybody says

when they walk
into your door

or do you sit there
with your pomp-

Megan... let's
get out of here.

Thanks for nothing.

I don't know why you
pulled me out of there.

I was about to give
him a piece of my mind.

-That's why I
pulled you out.

It wouldn't have made a
damn bit of difference

anyhow, you saw how
antagonistic he was

the second
we walked in.

-Yeah, but why?

I don't know.

Was he like that the
first time you met him?

No. He was confused,
he was unhelpful,

but he wasn't
hostile.

I don't know...

Let's get out
of here.

Got this little
secret spot.

-This is
unbelievable.

And it goes
on forever.

-This is amazing.

When's the last
time you were here?

I guess like
high school.

And I went off to
college and, you know.

-And then what?

Life.

-Right.

Yeah. What
about you?

Seems like a strange
place to end up,

I mean, unless
of course

you're in it for
the literary scene.

Uh, no, my dad
was in the Guard, you know.

-The Guard?

Coast Guard. Yeah.

We moved around
a lot growing up.

I never had a
lot of friends so

I kind of just always
took to books.

-That must have
been hard.

Not really.
It's all I knew.

I suppose it's the same
for all military brats.

-Yeah. I suppose.

Uh, were you ever,
were you ever married?

Gettin' right to it.

No. No, never.

Close?

Many times.

Really? What
happened?

The "youzh"

Okay.
The "youzh".

What about you?

You don't
want to know.

Of course I do.

-Really?

Yeah.

I was.. I
was married.

We had a son.

Yeah. We were a
perfect little family,

if there ever
was one.

We were so happy.

Cody, that's
my son.

Brian, my husband,
he worked so much

I always gave him
such a hard time.

The truth was, I
was so proud of him.

He was
so driven.

We had a rare day off
and we were going up to a

beautiful swimming hole
up in Lake Farrington,

up in the
mountains.

It's actually where
Brian proposed to me.

Yeah. I was driving
because he had to

catch up on some
emails and I-

I took my eyes off the
road for a split second.

Oh my, God.

Yeah.

Wow, Megan,
I'm so sorry.

It wasn't
your fault.

It was. I've come
to terms with that.

It absolutely was.

It's been hard to cope
with, but I've been in a

treatment facility
for the last few years.

Any time I think I'm
getting better, I'm not.

You want to
see a picture?

That's Cody.

Okay, Duke, tell me,
where are we going?

I told you,
it's a secret.

Can you at least tell me
what you have planned?

If I did, I'm afraid
you won't want to come.

What are we doing at
the high school, Duke?

-Getting proof.

Please tell me
you at least know

the night janitor.

-Come on.

Okay, what now?

-I wasn't always
a bartender.

What? Oh, God.
Oh, God.

-Come on.

What are
we doing?

-You're taking a
trip down memory lane.

Oh, you know
where we're going?

-No. You're the one
who went here.

In the day time.

-There.

The library?

-Bingo.

What are
we doing?

The yearbook?

Give me that.
Give it to me.

-What year we
lookin' for?

Where is it?

It's gotta be here,
it's gotta be here,

gotta be here
somewhere.

Yearbooks...
I found them.

Okay, come
on, come on.

Yes. Yes!
Hold this.

He's gotta be...

He has to
be in here...

Gary.

I'm not crazy.

-I never thought
you were.

That makes
one of us.

Well...

I never kissed a
criminal before.

Just a little B & E.
It's nothin'.

I'd like you to come
in. I really would.

But...?

But...

Go on. Get
out of here.

Okay.

What's this?

-This is proof.

Proof of what?

Right there.
Read it.

Gary Burke.

Right.

Miss Burke, I don't
know what you think

or what you think
you remember,

but I never said your
brother didn't exist.

I just said I
didn't know him.

I didn't know your
parents had a son.

He went to Skillman's
Bluff High School.

He lived
here in town.

He lived with
my parents!

-Not since I've
been sheriff.

I'm sorry, you
know what?

I should have said
"not that I'm aware of".

Why are you
doing this?

-I'm not doing
anything, Miss Burke.

But I'm gonna be
honest, I'm getting

real sick and tired
of your outbursts.

I mean, you come chargin'
in here with all these

outlandish claims
and all you did was

bring me an old
yearbook that shows

your brother went to
high school here once.

I don't have time for my
own problems, Miss Burke,

let alone your
manufactured ones.

You're gonna
be sorry.

So what is it exactly
that you're doing?

I'm trying to see
if any of Gary's

high school teachers
still live here in town.

And if they do, I'm gonna
go have a chat with them.

Because whatever
the sheriff is up to

not everybody
can be in on it.

Look... Yep.
Miss Ellen Snow.

English Lit.

And it says in
the directory here

that she still lives
at the same address.

Okay, maybe you want
to give her a call first

to make sure she's at
least gonna be home?

-No, definitely not.

I-I don't want to
give her warning.

More importantly, I don't
want her to call anyone.

Maybe I should go with
you in case something..

I don't know, just in
case something happens?

I want to surprise
her, not scare her.

Are you afraid
I'm going to terrify

this little
old lady?

No, I just think that
I'll probably, you know,

get more out of
her woman to woman.

Okay.

But you let me know
exactly what happens

as soon as you
meet with her.

-Absolutely.
I promise.

I'll call you on
the ride home.

Uh, Miss Snow?

-Yes?

My name is
Megan Burke.

I was hoping that I
could speak to you

for a moment?

-Well, um...

Come in.
Come in.

Thank you.

-Ohh..

Oh, here. Let
me help you.

-No, no, no. Sit
down. Sit down.

I've taught some of the
toughest tenth graders

you can imagine for
almost 40 years,

I think I can handle
a tray of coffee.

-Yes, absolutely.

And believe me, that
wasn't when students

were shipped out and
sent to juvenile hall

for just a
little horseplay.

-Mmm.

No.

Those students were
downright dangerous.

-Wow. Not my
brother, I hope.

Hmm? Who was
your brother?

Gary Burke.

Ohhh..

You knew him?

Well, of
course I know him.

Oh! From
high school.

No.

Well, maybe.

I mean I might have had
him in one of my classes,

but no, I meant
now. Uh, in town.

But I haven't seen
him in a little while.

Is everything okay?

Wh-when you
say "lately",

you've seen him
recently, how recent?

Oh, a few
days now.

You saw my brother
a few days ago?

About that. Yeah.

I see him every day
when he goes over

to, um, my dear,
maybe you should

explain some
of this to me.

Um, thank you,
Miss Snow.

Oh, thank you
for taking this time

to speak with
me and have..

for the coffee.
Thank you.

Oh, I wonder if
she left something.

Did you forget
something?

No...

She knows him, Duke.
She knows him.

Wait, so she
was his teacher?

Yeah, no,
yes, maybe.

She knows him
now from town...

as in a few
days ago.

A few days ago?

What the hell's
going on?

I have
no idea.

But something's going
on and I don't know

who's in on it or why but
something is happening.

I'm gonna go to
that sheriff and I'm

gonna tell him that
someone from town

knows my
brother Gary!

Mmm. I wouldn't, I
wouldn't do that, Megan.

Why?

-Because we don't
know what his game is.

Look, I agree with you,
there's something totally

shady about that guy, I
just don't think that we

should let him know that
we know that he's lying.

I don't think that we
should tip our hand

just to
prove that.

Oh. You might
be right.

Of course
I'm right.

Okay. Yeah.
So what now?

Look, I'm almost
done here.

Why don't you go
home, try to calm down

and then after I'm
done I'll come by

and we can talk
about what to do next.

Okay.... Okay.

I was gonna
come to see you.

Well,
imagine that.

What's wrong?

Ellen Snow was
just murdered.

What?

I just want to make
sure you understand

you can call a lawyer
any time you want.

Am I
under arrest?

-Uh no, we're just,
we're just talking.

Then I don't
need a lawyer.

-Yeah.

Tell me what
happened.

Well, Miss Snow, she has
a neighbor, Miss Hawkins,

and she saw a young woman
running out of her house.

She thought that was
a bit peculiar because

Miss Snow doesn't
get a lot of visitors

so she wrote down the
license plate of that car.

Then, Miss Hawkins went
over there to check on

Ellen Snow, make
sure she's okay.

It's the neighborly
thing to do.

She got there and
the door was open.

She called out to her
but nobody responded

so she let
herself in

and she found
Ellen Snow

lying on the living
room floor... dead.

How?

Well, the initial report
suggests suffocation.

But we'll know more when
the autopsy comes back.

That's awful.

Yeah.

You want to
take a guess

who that car is
registered to?

-Cut the
crap, Sheriff.

We both know that I went
to visit Miss Snow today.

I was probably
also the last person

to see her alive...
besides the killer.

"Besides
the killer."

I've got
nothing to hide.

I'm obviously
being framed.

Or-or someone was
trying to shut her up.

"Shut her up."

Yeah!

Huh. Miss Snow
is a 76-year-old

English teacher.

Why would anyone
want to shut her up?

Because she
knew my brother.

She just saw him
a few days ago.

Miss Burke,
what were you doing

in Ellen
Snow's home?

I went there to talk
to her about Gary!

Why do you think she
would know anything?

Because she was a teacher
in his high school.

She still lives
here in town.

So tell me again
everything she told you.

She said she
knew him.

John Cavanaugh,
was he with you?

Who?

No, you don't know
his real name, do you?

Your friend who
calls himself Duke.

Was he there?

No... Why?

Miss Burke, how well do
you know John Cavanaugh?

This-this
Duke gentleman?

Well enough.

Yeah.

Miss Burke, you're not
leaving Skillman's Bluff

any time soon,
are you?

You know
I'm not.

Well, that's good...
That's real good.

You're free
to leave.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Megan, it's Duke.
I've been calling you,

but, uh, I
couldn't reach you.

Um, I even stopped
by your house

but you weren't there.
So, uh, just call me.

Hope
everything's okay.

Everything okay?

What's wrong?

What's your name?
Your real name.

You don't
like Duke?

I'm being serious.

John...
John Cavanaugh.

Hell, I'd tell you
my middle name, too,

but it's a little
embarrassing.

Okay, just
hear me out.

I know this is going
to sound so crazy.

-Go on.

I spent the day
with Sheriff Brunson

being interrogated.

-I'm sorry, what?

Ellen Snow...

she was killed
right after I left her.

What are you
talking about?

What-I don't
understand.

-I don't either.

But he hinted that
he thinks that I had

something to
do with it.

But he didn't
arrest you?

No, because he
has no evidence.

And because..

you're going to
think I'm crazy.

To tell you the truth,
I'm starting to think

this whole thing
is pretty crazy.

Please... Please
tell me that I'm not.

Megan, come on,
what is goin' on?

I think that Sheriff
Brunson killed my brother.

Killed your brother?

-Yes.

Him and the
Andersons and-

and maybe even
the lawyer, Nancy...

Nancy Allendale.

Okay, come on, you
gotta admit, that sounds

kind of farfetched,
don't you think?

Yes, I do.
Absolutely.

But it's the only
logical explanation here.

How else can you
explain all of this?

You know that I
have a brother.

You saw
the yearbook.

Miss Snow said she saw
him just a few days ago.

Duke?

Yeah, I know,
I know, I know.

I'm just thinking.

Miss Snow, why
would they kill her?

Because she
talked to me...

because she
knew too much,

because she
wouldn't play ball,

she wouldn't go
along with it.

Come on, would
they really kill her?

If they would kill
my brother, why not?

Okay. If
that's true,

then why wouldn't
they have just gotten

rid of her like they
did with your brother?

It's faster, it's easier,
it's safer for them.

Why would they go
through the motions

of an entire investigation
and try to pin it on you?

Because a single
male disappearing,

that's not
too unusual.

It's very easily
explained away.

No one would really
think anything about it.

But a little old lady who
never leaves her house,

that's cause
for suspicion.

It's much easier
to, uh, murder her

and to pin it on
someone with a motive.

The big question
though, why?

Why you?

The oldest
motive in the world.

Sex?

Money.

Money? How?

My parents, they
had a lot of it.

So much so that I
was actually quite

self-conscious
about it growing up.

Do you have any idea
what the house is worth?

Or the estate
for that matter?

Quite a bit, I
can imagine.

There's no
other family.

With Gary gone, the
entire estate goes to me.

So what are you
saying, now you think

they're gonna come
and kill you, too?

No, I-I don't
think that.

I think that
would be,

that would be
too suspicious.

-What are
you saying?

I think they're gonna try
to have me recommitted

against my will.

Hmm.

You know, it's
getting late.

I think I should
probably get going.

I gotta open
in the morning.

Right... You don't
want to spend the night

with a nut
case either.

Megan, stop
doing that.

Stay.

Oh, Duke.
What are you doing?

Me? What-what
are you doing?

I heard a noise.
It woke me up.

I just wanted
to make sure

no one was
in the house.

Okay. And?

-No.

Okay. Let's go
back to bed.

-Okay.

We're not open
yet, sweetheart.

-Oh, uh, I'm just,
uh, looking for,

is Duke here?

And you are?

-A friend of his.

Friend, huh?

-Yeah.

I thought
he seemed

a little more
upbeat lately.

I'm sorry, is he
here? It's important.

No, he's not here,
but if you do find him

before I do you can
tell him he's fired.

Pardon me?

He was supposed to
be here at eight.

We had a
big delivery

coming down from
the distributor.

Most of our
weekend stock.

He was supposed to
be here to accept it.

You mean he hasn't
been here at all today?

I closed up
yesterday.

Just fell asleep
around dawn.

Then I'm woken up and
I'm getting screamed at

by a pissed off
delivery man

because he has
a full run today.

Let me tell you,

he better not have gotten
cold feet, little weasel.

Cold feet?
For what?

-How good of
friends were you?

Duke was planning to
buy this place from me.

Yeah. Thought he
could do more with it.

Fix it up, bring in
a different sort of

customer
I guess.

Is this recently?

He's been talking
about it forever.

Saving for
a while.

Problem was he was never
able to secure the loan.

He promised he was
getting the money

together but he always
seemed kind of flaky.

Do you know
where his house is?

House?

Thought you were
friends with him.

Um...

-Huh. Not that
good I guess.

Listen, pull
out your phone.

You'll want
to GPS it.

It's a little off
the beaten path.

Duke?!

Hey, Duke?

I need to
talk to you.

Duke?

Oh no.

Oh, my God.

Gary...

Oh, God.

Oh no!

Megan?

Oh, my God,
Oh, my God.

911, what's
your emergency?

Hello, please.

I'm at the home of
Duke, John Cavanaugh.

I think he's going
to try to kill me.

Please come
quickly.

Yes, ma'am, I have
officers on the way.

-Megan?

Megan?

What the hell?!

Get away from me.

What the hell's
the matter with you?

-It was you!

What are you
talkin' about?

What was me?

You killed him.

It was you
the whole time.

Who did I kill?

You killed
Gary, my brother!

Megan?
You're not well.

Back up!

Back up you
son of a bitch!

Put that down.

I've been trying
to help you.

You can help
me by..

you lying, murderous
bastard, back up!

I had nothing
to do with

your brother's
disappearance.

Then explain that.

Explain what?

Go look!

Megan..

I had nothing
to do with this.

-Stop lying.

It's right
in front of you!

And your
computer,

I saw what you
were searching for!

Megan... I can see
how that looks.

You have to
believe me..

I had to
make sure.

Sure of what?

-You said
it yourself,

it all sounded
a little crazy.

I had to
make sure.

I like you... a lot.

I had to find
out about you.

Your brother...

Tell it to
the cops.

It was Duke!
He killed Gary!

He killed him!

That is
not true.

He's lying. I
saw his body.

You know what,
Duke? I believe you.

Oh my, God!

What are
you doing?

No!

This could have
been so simple.

But you made
it complicated!

It was you!

You killed Gary.

Yeah. Among others.

Why?

Why? Come
on, Megan.

You know why.

The parents died.
The son's missing.

The daughter's
in a looney bin.

I don't gotta tell you
what that estate is worth.

Your parents
are filthy rich!

And they're..
they're arrogant.

They never gave a dime
to anyone in this town.

Not their family.
Not their neighbors.

Not their friends.

That's not true! They
were good people.

Oh, how the hell
would you know?

You weren't here.

And this little windfall
of cash is gonna go

a long ways to handling
my financial problems.

What are you
gonna do, kill me?

Unless you got
a better idea.

You know, we kind of
assumed you'd snap

once your brother
went missing.

You turned out to be a
little more resilient...

thanks to
this idiot.

Stop!

Someone's
gonna talk.

Someone's
gonna talk.

Someone's gonna
say something.

Who? Me?

Nancy Allendale?
The Andersons?

We all have a huge
windfall of money

comin' our way.

And nobody else
remembers or cares

about your
deadbeat brother!

Well, maybe Miss Snow,
but I don't think

she's gonna be
talkin' any time soon.

-What are you
thinking?

You're not gonna
get away with this.

Oh, once we tie up
these loose ends

it's really
quite simple.

The crazy, psychotic
daughter comes back

to town because
the parents died.

Well, that's easily
corroborated, right?

She meets an
eager young suitor.

They find out
about the money

and decide to keep
it for themselves.

So they
kill Gary.

They want to live
happily ever after

except for, oh,
something goes wrong.

It always does.

And the sheriff
shows up.

Huh. That's me.

After all, Megan, she
called us. Right?

And then we find out
that Duke didn't only

kill the brother, well,
he killed Megan too.

But luckily, the
strong arm of the law

shows up to
put him down.

Stop!

Get the gun!

Back up!

Take it easy,
sweetheart.

You've never shot a
gun before in your life.

How bad is it?

-I'll live.

I'm so sorry.

-I know.

So this loan, you maybe
want another investor?

Of course you're going to
need some serious rehab.

And a fairly
attentive nurse.

Oh, yeah?

You got someone
in mind?

One condition...

We find you a new
place to recover.

You know
some place?

I might.