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We share our lives with people.

We think we know them.

But do we ever really know anyone?

Hi, I'm looking
for Jill Thompson.

Yes?

I'm Mike McCoy. I'd like
to speak to you about

your...late husband,
Leonard Thompson.

It's about his insurance.

Whatever it is you have
to say, I'm not interested.

Mrs. Thompson...
Good day.

Please. It'll only
take a minute.

Well, I was just about
to make some coffee.
Come in.

Thank you.

Did you paint all these?

Yes, I did.

After Leonard died, I never got
around to finishing that one.

I have a whole
storage room downtown.
Careful, it's hot.

Thank you.

Did you ever
think of selling?

Oh, I don't
know about that.

Well, you have
a strong hand.

Confident sense of color.

You're a teacher, right?

Yeah.

I'm a professor

of art history
at university of Oregon.

So, what's all this about?

I work for Bremmer insurance.

We insure Arthur white,

where your husband
used to work.
Uh-huh.

You know, I would think
after all these years
that this would stop.

Do you know how long
it took to pay off
his funeral expenses?

I am not a rich woman.

No one's accusing you
of anything.

No?

So what are you
doing here?

You came all the way here
to engage a lonely widow
in some casual chitchat.

Mrs. Thompson...
You know, I have
so much work to do.

So if you don't have
anything to tell me that
I haven't already heard,

I would like you
to leave now, please.

We believe your husband
died a week ago.

That's impossible.

My husband died
ten years ago in a fire.

We've, uh,

always been suspicious
of the circumstances

surrounding
your husband's death.

Especially after
the embezzling charges.

Three days ago,

my company received
an anonymous tip that

Leonard Thompson,
your husband,

was living in Washington
under the name of bill Robbins.

This isn't possible.

That photo is, uh,

only a few months old.

But my husband
died in a fire

ten years ago.

When I called them...

Hillbrook police department
to confirm the tip,

they told me that they

found his body lying
on a path in the woods.

Apparently he died
of a stroke.

No, I buried his body...
Ten years ago.

I need someone to confirm
the identity of the body.

We need to make
the claim official.

It's important.

I'm sorry.
I don't believe this. No.

I know this is painful.

I really do
need your help.

Look, I don't want...
I can't do this.

If you change your mind...

You just don't take "no"
for an answer, do you?

Here's my card. It's got
my cell number on it.
Call me anytime.

Just take it.

Thanks for the coffee.

♪ I can see you watching her ♪

♪ though you're sitting next to me ♪

♪ you are far away with her ♪

♪ already I'm a memory ♪

♪ you denied it ♪

♪ when I asked ♪

♪ tell me I'm the one you love ♪

♪ please explain... ♪

McCoy.

You just need me to identify the body?

That's right. When do we leave?

I'll pick you up
tomorrow morning at 7:00.

Fine.

Mrs. Thompson.

Ah! Shoot!

Morning, Ernie.

Mornin', Madge.
Any messages?

Uh, judge Hutchinson called.

Someone toilet-papered
his house last night.

We'll put out an Apb.

Exercise extreme caution.

Suspect may be armed
with paper.

Your wife wouldn't approve.

I'm allowed one vice, Madge.

And an insurance investigator
dropped by to see you.

All the way from Los Angeles.

He's waiting in your office.

Hi, there.
Hi.

Doughnut?
No, thanks.

Bear claw?
Uh, no, thank you.

Mike McCoy,
Bremmer insurance.

Well, Mike McCoy, what brings
you out here to the wilderness?

We've come to, uh...

Confirm
bill Robbins' identity.

Well, I'm sorry to waste
your time, Mr. McCoy,

but the body's already
been identified.

By whom?
An acquaintance.

What kind of acquaintance?

An acquaintance.
I think you should
let his wife take a look.

Well, he wasn't married.
That you know of.

I don't follow you, guys.

Sheriff, this is Jill Thompson.

She was married
to the deceased for 13 years

prior to his arrival here.

My company's been investigating
this man for years.

He is suspected

of embezzling substantial
funds from his employer.

The money was insured
by my firm.

If there's a chance
of retrieving any of the loss,

we'd like to do so.

Must have been quite
substantial for you to come
all this way, Mr. McCoy.

$10 million.

Well, that's, uh...

That's very interesting.

Obviously, I need
to be sure it's our man.

And if it isn't,
I promise you,

I'll get out of
your hair immediately.

And if it is?

Then there's
some work to be done.

Bill moved here about
nine, ten years ago.

He was kind of
a quiet type.

Never bothered much
with the locals.

He said he was from
some big oil family
down there in Texas.

Built the kids
a little league field...

I guess if you donate
enough money, no one asks
questions, is that right?

Did he ever mention a wife?

Yeah, I recall, uh,
something about her
dying in a fire,

moved away to get
away from the pain,
something like that.

Are you ready?

Jill? Can you confirm?

That's him.

I'm not leaving yet.

That's all right, Jill.

You've identified the body.
You've done more than enough.

I'm not going anywhere
until I figure out
what's going on.

You owe me that.

I'd like
to see his house.

Ain't this something?

Yeah. It looks like
we know where the money went.

Leonard always liked
to live large.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Look at the view.
Amazing.

It's quite
a collection of art.

You know, when
I first met Leonard,

he didn't know the difference
between Picasso and Pissarro.

Sure learned fast.

What's this?

That's an odd one, huh?

Huh. Well, every art collector
has his eccentricities.

You'll find the house
exactly as he left it.

Except for some
juice in the kitchen.
We put that back in the fridge.

Juice?
What about the juice?

He hated it cold. He always
had it on the counter
before he went running.

Whoa.

Are you sure this place
is the way you left it, sheriff?

What...

It wasn't like this before.

Well, you, uh...

You might think about
getting a padlock on that door.

If you'll excuse me,
I have to call the precinct.

What do you think happened?

Maybe they were looking
for something in here.

But why didn't they
just take the art?
It's worth a million, easy.

Maybe our intruder didn't
know anything about art.

You looking
for something in particular?

Yes.
Something he always had.

Looks like your husband
was a man of many secrets.

I'm gonna go talk to Ernie,

see if he can tell us
who this acquaintance was.

I need some air.

So Leonard finally
got what he wanted.

He got the money.

He got to live like this.

Secluded from the world.

I thought I knew him.

Sometimes...

We don't know people
as well as we think we do.

Do you know that we were
so in debt I barely got
a cent of his life insurance?

He charged everything... every
trip, every little trinket.

Look, if we...

If we recover anything,
I'll make sure that
you're reimbursed.

With interest.

Okay?

Sheriff?

I'd like to see
where the body was found.

Ma'am, this is still
an ongoing police
investigation.

Come on, sheriff.
I dragged her all
the way out here.

Why don't you
give her a break?

Okay.

Do we know what he was
doing way out here?

Leonard used to run five
miles a day, rain or shine.

According to the reports,
it was in the low 30s that day.

A bit of a local
record, actually.

I wonder why
he didn't use a treadmill.

It's not the same.

Now, we found him
laying here, face up.

It looked like he'd
stumbled backwards.

Any physical bruises?

A gash on his back.

A gash?

From what?

What does this have to do
with your missing money?

Humor me.

Well, according
to the medical examiner,

it could have been
any number of things.

You're jogging
out here in the woods
without any shirt on.

He didn't have a shirt on?

It was freezing.

Leonard always ran
with a shirt.

He had these stretch marks
he was embarrassed about.

Stretch marks? Where?

Right here
on his lower back.

So what we have
is a man jogging
without his shirt on,

in freezing weather.

That doesn't
strike you as odd.

Odd?

Nothing odd
about heart failure,

it happens all the time.

So what happens now?

Well, I've got the files
from sheriff Knowles.

I'll report my findings
to the insurance company.

A report? That's it?

Well, we'll get
a court order

to seize his possessions
and assets,

liquidate what we can.

But you know, my guess is
he's probably spent everything.

That art wasn't cheap.

How you doing with all this?

You know,
no marriage is perfect.

But this doesn't
make sense.

This was Leonard.
I knew him.

He was my husband.

If there's anything
I can do,

if you just want
someone to talk to...

Good night.

Good night.

♪ Things were better the way they were ♪

♪ here inside, there's something lost... ♪

♪ So it's up to me to say... ♪

♪ We should spend some time apart... ♪

Who were you?

Go away.

Go away!

Where were you yesterday?

I called you
all afternoon.

I even swung by
your class. That obnoxious
T.A. Was teaching again.

I was out.

We had those copyright
documents to fill out, remember?
Oh, I forgot.

Well, never fear,
your lawyer's here.

There you go.
Thanks.

So, was he cute?

Who?

Well, you tell me.

Oh, god.

I haven't had a date
since Reagan was in office.

Really?

But I think there's a little
left if you want some.

Jill,

we're friends, right?

Yeah, you're my lawyer,
aren't you?

Wow.

You know, I'd like
to think after ten years,

I'm more than
just your lawyer.

I didn't mean it like that.

Are you sure?

'Cause sometimes,
I don't feel like
we're that close.

Jill, you don't
let people in.

What's wrong?

Give me something
to work with here.

Okay.

You remember
that insurance company?

Which one?

The one that was harassing me
after Leonard died.

Right, they were trying
to recover the money

they said Leonard stole
from his company.

Yeah. Well, they
reopened the case.

You're kidding. Why?

Because they
just found his body.

What?
A week ago.

In Washington.

Oh, my god. You went through
all this after the fire.

How could they say
something like that?

Well, it's true.
I went and I saw it.

And he was living in
a beautiful house on
the channel islands.

That's ridiculous.
What would he be doing
up in Washington?

I don't know.

Do you think anyone knew?

Like who?

What about his secretary?
Carla?

Yeah. Whatever
happened to her?
She quit...

After Leonard died.

Well, maybe she went
with him.

Maybe they were,
you know...
Shelby.

She moved over
to Springfield

to be with her mother
after the funeral.

Other than you,

who knew him better
than anyone in the world?

I... I don't think so.

All I'm saying is
it's worth a call.

You know, investigate.
Find closure.

I don't know.
I don't know.

The past is the past.

I don't know what digging
it up will accomplish.

The truth.

Huh.

Yeah. It's like
that philosopher said,

"those who forget the past
are destined to repeat it."

I hope you never decide
to become a stalker.

I just may...

After this.

Jill, that's creepy.

Hello!

Hello?

Carla?

Carla?

Hello?

Carla.

- How were you acquainted with the deceased?
- Hey!

Was it strictly business,
or was it personal?
That's my client!

You have no business
speaking to her.

Are you charging her?
We're interviewing her.

I'll tell you what.
Charge her.

Then you can
"interview" her.

Until then, I'd like a moment
to confer with my client.

Alone!

Oh, god, are you okay?
Yes.

Thanks for coming.
Yeah.

They strangled her.

I know. She's been dead
about eight hours.

How do you know?

I talked to the cops
on the way in.

Are they charging me?

Not yet.

Look. I know you
want answers.

We all do, but you've
gotta be careful.

You caught a lucky
break this time.

Carla had a nosy neighbor
who watched you pull up
just before she called the cops.

Someone ransacked
this house before I got here.
What?

What if they were looking
for something at Leonard's
and didn't find it,

so they came here.

You start asking questions
like that, you're gonna
find yourself in trouble.

You told me to investigate.
I said investigate.

Make some phone calls,
talk to old acquaintances,

not breaking and entering
in other people's houses.

I didn't break and enter,
the door was open.

I fell in the house.
Listen, if they know about
Carla, they know about me.

Exactly.

What if they come
to your house next?

You remember all
the pain you went
through the first time?

I really don't want to see
you go through that again.

Just promise me
that you'll go home
and put this all behind you.

Listen, when Mike asked me
to go to Washington,

at first,
I didn't want to go.

Now? I just want the truth.

Hi. I'm Mark.
I'm the branch manager.

Oh, hi.
Hi, how can I help you?

Can I please have some
information on your rates?

Certainly. Can I have
a rate sheet please?

Thank you.

Oh, and Internet banking.
I do a lot of traveling.

Oh, I love the Internet.

So, are you thinking
of moving here?

Or just interested
in business opportunities?

I'm not sure yet.

Hmm. I'll get you
your information.

All right.

Okay.

Hi.

Nice day.

Mrs. Thompson.

What are you doing here?
I could have shot you.

Oh, my god.

Sheriff. What are
you doing here?

Well, I could ask you
the same question.

Come on. I want
to show you something.

This is where
he was murdered.

Murdered?
Yeah.

If you'll
examine the ground,

you'll see where
the body was pulled
back onto the main path.

Yeah, well,
we did examine the ground.

Once I found out where
the body came from,
I found this.

What is it?

It's a piece of cloth,
like from a t-shirt.

So?

You came all the way out here
because you had some kinda...

I had a hunch.

Why would a man go running
in this freezing weather
with no shirt on?

Because your husband
was a health nut.

My husband hated
his stretch marks.

He always
had a shirt on.

And so, if the body wasn't
found with the shirt,
then something...

Someone tampered
with the body.

Maybe someone was hiding
the fact that he was murdered.

So, what? Are you some
kind of armchair detective?

No, I'm a professor.
I'm just am obsessed
with detail...

And I lived with
the man for 13 years.

Anything else you
wanna tell me about?

No.

What is it,
you find something?

I don't know.
It's maybe nothing.

We sent someone
out here with some
phenophaline.

If this is the initial
crime scene,

they should be able
to find traces of blood.

Okay.

And I'll take that.

So, you'll check
that for DNA?

We'll do everything we can.

Are you sure there's nothing
else you want to tell me?

Yeah. I'm sure.

Leonard was a man
of secrets.

He lived for riddles
and puzzles.

Perhaps that's why
he loved art.

He could find a world
of meaning in just

a simple brushstroke.

Mike, what timing.

I was just about
to make myself
some coffee.

I got a call
from sheriff Knowles
in hillbrook.

Do you want to guess why?

You wouldn't know
anything about a murder
investigation, would you?

No.

Sure you don't know
anything about it?

No.

Anyone ever tell you
you drink too much coffee?

It's my creative crutch.

Anyway...

According to the
preliminary tox report,

they found...

Traces of a substance called
stelazine in his system.

Stelazine?
What's that, a poison?

It's used
to treat schizophrenia.

It can cause...
Hallucinations.

And if injected,
it'll kill you immediately.

And the medical examiner
found

an injection point
at the base of the skull,
just inside the hairline.

So, your suspicions
were correct.

Leonard was murdered.

So...

Leonard supposedly
embezzled $10 million
from his firm, right?

A year before he faked
his death and disappeared.

Right.

But he took out
$5 million cash...

Just before he died.

How would you know that?

Hmm?

I have it
on good information.

So he didn't spend
all the money.

No, there's $5 million
out there missing.

That's a lot of money.

Enough to kill for?

Come here.

Perhaps we could, um,
get together again, you know,

to go over some
of the details of the case.

Of course.
Tomorrow night?

I can't. There's a new exhibit
at the university.

Oh. Another time, then.

I mean, unless you wanna
come with me.

I don't want to intrude.
No, no, it's...

So long as you're not bored.
I'd love to.

Okay. Well,
it starts at 7:00.

It's a date.

All right.

See you then.
Okay.

It's a date, Cleo.
It's a date. Oh, date.

New mystery?

No. No,
just some research.

Look. Look, look, look!

Now that is suitable
husband material.

What's "suitable
husband material"?

Six figures,
nice house, nice car.
He's just getting a coffee.

That's Armani. Do you have
any idea how much that costs?
Besides, I didn't see a ring.

Is this all you care about?

Come on, Jill.
It's been ten years.

It's time to put the widow's
weeds back in the drawer,
get back in the game.

"Widow's weeds"?
Yeah, before it's too late.

It just so happens
I have a date tonight.

What?

Who? The insurance guy?

Mike.
His name is Mike.

Is he cute?

Do you like him?

I just met him.

I haven't seen this look
from you before.
What look?

This look. You know what
I'm talking about.

Well, at least
one of us was married.

Oh!
I am saving myself.

Oh, for Mr. Right.

Or Mr. Rich-and-fabulous,
whoever comes first.

Go around!

Thank you, sir.

What's going on?
Are you all right?

Someone was trying to kill me.
They tried to run me
off the road.

You're kidding.
No.

Why didn't you call me?
I forgot your card at home.

What did the police
have to say?

They made a report,
but they said
they couldn't do anything

without a license plate or
a better description of the car.

But you're okay. I mean,
we don't have to go out.

No, no, I'm fine.
I'm fine.

I'm looking forward to it.
Let's go out.

Okay.

At least you won't
have to be my bodyguard.

I know these people.
We'll be quite safe here.

You always this confident
or just when someone's
trying to kill you?

Let's never mind today.
Would you like some
champagne? Thank you.

Sure. Thanks.

So what's your take
on this one?

This one?

Um... this.
I love this one.

This is, um...
Separation.

Loss of unity.

Disengagement.

Exactly.

Wow.
What?

You okay?

Yeah. Guess I'm just worried
about you, that's all.

Worried about me?
Oh, I've probably
just overreacted today.

After what happened to Carla,
I don't think so.

Okay, so.

This one I love.

What do you see there?

Um, a riddle.

A mystery waiting
to be solved.

What?

That's what Leonard
used to say.

Oh.
That life is a riddle

waiting to be solved.

Wow.

Um...let's go
look at some more.

Sure.

So what was your life like?

With Leonard?

Yeah, sorry, I'm talking
about the case again.

It's just I need to know
everything if I'm gonna
be able to profile him.

So now you're profiling.

Well, if we're ever gonna
get to the bottom of this.

Well, what about you?

What about me?

What if I have some
profiling to do myself?

Okay.

Fire away.
Okay.

Well, was there ever
a Mrs. McCoy?

Yeah.

Once.

After college.

Seems like only yesterday.

This job can take up
a lot of time.

She didn't like
being alone.

No.

Me neither.

When I was on the road I...

Used to miss her so much.

Our marriage...

Just became a series of...

Sad good-byes.

I came...
Came home one night,

and found her in bed
with a buddy of mine.

I had no clue.

I don't know what
I'm telling you this for.

I never talk about this stuff.
It's okay.

Anyway, um...

After the divorce, I decided
I needed to make a choice

if I was ever gonna have
a relationship.

And you chose
your work?
Yeah.

I know what it's like.

What what's like?

Infidelity,

lies, deception.

What did you ever
see in him?

Well, when we were married,

everything was different.

What?

Roses and champagne?

Big charade?
Excuse me?

Do you think
he actually loved you?

Did you love your wife?

Yes.

Very much.

So then,
love isn't that simple.

No.

It's painful.
What do you
want me to say here?

That I shouldn't have loved
him? That we shouldn't
have been married?

That my life was a waste?

You don't know anything
about my relationship.

I know what I've seen.

You deserve
better than that.

Leonard was...Selfish,

devious, narciss...

Stop.
Stop it.

Jill.

Good night.

You bastard!

Yeah, yeah. Coming.

Mike!

Yeah.

Yeah!

Jill.

You tell them
this is intimidation.
I will not stand for it.

Good morning to you, too.

I was in the market
minding my own business

and I saw I was being stalked
again with the same car.

He left that
by my rental.

Did he hurt you?

No, I went to confront him,
and he was gone.

You're wet. Here.

Is this your company?
You tell me right now

'cause I'm gonna stop
cooperating, I mean it.

My company does insurance.

Here. Dry yourself.

Then what do they want?
Isn't your investigation enough?

What do they tell you?
Everything you already know.

I'm an investigator.

I interview acquaintances,
check facts.

The home office deals
with the clients.

Arthur white.

I used to suspect he was
the one who took the money

and pinned the blame
on the one employee
who couldn't defend himself.

Come on. Let's go.

Where are we going?

Going to see him.
Arthur?

I don't care
who it is. He can't
get away with this.

It doesn't make sense, Mike.
If you're gonna
commit art forgery...

Say, paint the Mona Lisa...
You gonna sign your own name?

No, I'd sign it Da Vinci.
That's right.

So it's not Arthur white
that's intimidating me.
It's someone else.

Trying to make us think
it's Arthur white.
Yeah.

So, would you, um...

What about we spend
the afternoon together
working on your profile?

I'd love to, but, uh,

I have to go down
to Los Angeles.

One my last cases is
being hauled into court.

Oh. Okay.

I'll be back
tomorrow night.

How about dinner?

Sounds good.

You'll be all right?
Yeah.

I teach class tomorrow.

I wanna apologize for...
Last night.

No.
I got angry.
I shouldn't have done that.

No, you pointed out
some things that, um,

I needed to see.

You're gonna take this.
Mike!

Just in case. Please.

What are you
doing with this?

"Today the bishop is known as Saint Nicholas."

"Legend has it the bishop would throw three gold coins

"or small bags of gold down the chimneys

"of households with daughters too poor to have dowries

in order to save them from slavery."

Hello?

I know you're there.

Who is this?

Hello?

Hi, you've reached the cell phone of Mike McCoy with Bremmer insurance.

Cleo?

Cleo!

Cleo!

Jill, put the gun down!

Shelby,
what are you doing here?

Your phone was off the hook.
I got worried something
might have happened.

What's wrong?
Look!

You need to show this
to the police.

They can find out
who did it.

Why don't I put a sign on my
lawn saying, "I don't have it
and I don't know where it is"?

Or a bumper sticker
or neon sign so they
get the message.

Jill, get a grip.

They're not gonna stop,
you know.

When they couldn't
find it at Leonard's,
they went to Carla's.

Now they're here.
Couldn't find what?

The money.

Leonard's money?
Yeah.

But what if
I find it first?

Jill, what are you
talking about?

Look, you don't know
who these people are.

Obviously,
they could hurt you.

You need to get away
from all of this.

Jill.

Mike, it's Jill. Jill, where are you?

On my way to the airport.
Meet me there. I'll explain
when I see you.

Where am I going?

Hillbrook. Hillbrook?

Can't believe you
talked me into this.

What's this?

"You know what I want."
What does that mean?

We know that Leonard
had half the money
when he died.

How did "we"
actually come by
that information?

I looked into his account
online. He withdrew $5 million
a few days before he died.

Jill...
No, no, Mike.

So listen. So if
the killer knew that,

he probably figured
it was in Leonard's safe.

It was cash. It wasn't
gonna be in his mattress.

That makes sense.
I mean, we know they
broke into the safe.

That's right. And...

If after they killed Leonard
and they checked the safe
and it wasn't there...

So they're still
lookin' for it.
Yeah.

And they think
you've got it.
Yes.

What are we here for?

If they're still after me,
I figured I might as well
find it first.

Pleasure to see
you again, sheriff.

What a surprise,
Mr. McCoy.

Any news on the case?

No, but if there is,
you'll be the first to know.

Actually, we were
wondering if, uh,

you might have found
something around the house.

For instance?

Well, we've got reason
to believe the, uh,

victim may have

left a large sum of cash
around the house.

Can't say that we found
anything like that.

Okay. Do you mind
if we take a look?

Yes, I do.

Look. I don't know
how you do things
down there in California,

but call me old fashioned,
up here we like to preserve
our crime scenes,

especially in
a homicide investigation.

Sheriff.

Please.
I've helped you out. I...

There's just some things
I need to understand.

He was my husband.

Hi.

Sheriff Knowles.

Yeah, Max. Put him on.

You find anything?

No. Did you?

We've been over this house
with a fine-toothed comb,

up the attic
to the guest rooms...
Nothing.

I got a call about
that piece of fabric you found.
Yes?

The only DNA they found on it
belonged to your husband.

"Today the bishop is known as Saint Nicholas.

"Legend has it that the bishop would throw three gold coins

or small bags of gold down the chimneys..."

You didn't expect it to be
that easy, did you? Sorry.

I'm sure the killer's been
over the house a dozen times.

What did you find?

I'll show you later.

It's 5:00.
You mind if I lock up?

Sure.

Come on.
I'll buy you a drink.
Get your mind off this.

You think this is
a vegetarian place?

Thanks.

So what'd you find?

Leonard's medallion,
the one he always wore.
It was his father's.

I caught hell once for
trying to get it cleaned.

Who is this?
St. Nicholas.

Patron Saint of thieves
and unmarried women.

Ironic.

By day, he was the bishop
of Myra, but at night,

he'd roam the back alleys
of the city helping the poor.

You make him
sound like Zorro.

Legend has it he would
drop three bags of gold
down the chimneys...

Wait. You didn't find
this by the chimney.

Uh, no. I found it
at the crime scene.

And you didn't
tell the sheriff?

Can I get a water?

I'll have a beer,
please.

I don't trust
that sheriff.

He's just trying
to do his job.

As far as he's concerned,
you could be a killer.

Me? Why would I
be the killer?

Revenge.

Your husband betrayed you.
You found out.
You wanted revenge.

That's ridiculous.
He doesn't know that.

I want to find out what happened
just as much as you do,

but I don't think we should
let our imaginations
run away with us.

I think we forgot...
We missed the last ferry.

I know.

There's a motel
down the road.

What is it?

That woman.

I saw her in the bank
a few days ago.

You mean the bank
where you stole
your ex-husband's information?

That's not funny.
Maybe I should
invite her to join us.

I'll be right back.

Can I get a water,
please?

Hi, I was just won...

We have to go.
What is it?

Please!
Can we go?
Sure.

Out the back.
Okay.

What is it?
I saw it.

Saw what?
The tattoo!

What tattoo?
The Rose on her hand,

right here between her thumb
and her forefinger.

Just like that photo
at Leonard's house.

And you saw her in the bank.
Yes, she's a teller.

She just needed time
to work her way into his life.

I'm getting lost here.

You still haven't told me
why you're so intrigued
by Leonard's medallion,

and you're already
onto something else.

Okay, you know the painting
above the fireplace?
Yeah.

Well, this may sound strange,
but I felt a connection to it.

With the raven?
And the medallion.
There's a link.

The medallion has
the gold spheres,

and the painting
has the gold eggs.

They're just sitting
there like...

Like a riddle
waiting to be solved.
Yes.

We've gotta get back there.

What I think we need
to do is just back up
and review everything.

Look, everything you said
could be a clue.

The medallion, the raven,
the Rose tattoo.

It could all add up...
Mike!

I think I know
what's going on.

Yeah, I know
you think you know.

All I'm saying is
we ought to sleep on it.

Here's your keys, sir.

Room 108 and 109.

Thank you.
No problem.

Room 109,
next to mine.

What's the matter?

Why didn't you tell me
when you found the medallion
the first time?

Um, because...

I didn't think
it was that important.

Maybe you didn't trust me.

I hope that's
not the reason.

Oh, no, no, it's...

I understand. I mean,

when I think about
what you've been through.

You've been stalked,
you've been betrayed,

frightened out of your mind.

It's not easy
to trust again.

In the morning, uh,

we'll get to the bottom
of all this.

Mike.

I just want you to know
that ever since you came
knocking on my door...

You know, you really...

Opened me up.

Thank you.

I just wanted you
to know that.

Come on.

Key.

See you in the morning.
Okay.

I'll be right next door.
Okay.

If you need anything.
Good night.

No one's gonna harm you.

Well, hello. You're just in time
for client appreciation day.

You got a second?
I'm not working. Sorry.

I'm not here to open an account,
as you know.

I'm late.

Why are you following me?
Thought we could have
a little talk.

About what?
My husband.

What about him?
Do you know how he died?

A stroke.
I identified the body.

He was murdered,
but I think you know that.

Are you accusing me?

Working in this bank
must give you incredible access
to personal information.

So? I helped to open
an account. We hit it off.

He neglect to tell you
he was married?

He neglected to tell me
a lot of things.
How'd you find out?

Honey, when you've been around
as long as I have,

you can detect those kind
of lies a mile away.

Is that when you decided
to go after his money?

You're gonna press charges,
you better call the sheriff.

When you found out you didn't
know where the money was, that
must have made you real angry.

Huh?

Oh, look.

You taking a trip
somewhere?
None of your business.

You should come to Oregon.
People are real
friendly there.

I like California better.
What was the plan?

To intimidate me just enough
to get me to crack like Carla?

Who?
Problem is, she didn't know
where the money was, did she?

Let me save you some trouble.
I don't either.

Nice coat.

Hey!

Stick around, will you?

Yeah, hi. It's Jill Thompson
calling for Mike McCoy.

I think you have the wrong number, ma'am. There's no Mike McCoy here.

No, he's an investigator.
On the Leonard Thompson case. I'm not familiar with it.

No, it's
the Leonard Thompson case.

The embezzlement
for white accounting?

The embezzlement
for white accounting.

I'm sorry, ma'am, there has never been a Mike McCoy working here.

Oh, my god.

Hey, my keys!

Come on, Shelby.
Come on.

Pick up!

Hello? Shelby, he lied.

What? Who? Mike.

The case was closed
ten years ago.

There is no investigation.
He's a fraud.

Oh, my god.

He's been waiting
for me to find the money.

That's what he's been
waiting for. Everything
he said, everything he did.

How could I be so stupid?

Jill, just settle down.

So what'd you find? Nothing, nothing.

His old paintings.

Anything of value?

The painting. The painting
above the fireplace.

What are you
talking about?

Jill? Jill?

Yes, this is Jill Thompson.
I need him to meet me at
the Robbins house right away.

I'm sorry, sheriff Knowles has already left for the day.

May I take a message?

Yes, the message is to meet
me at the Robbins house!
It's an emergency!

Hey, Jill.

What took you so long?

You look good.

You sleep well?

Who are you?

You're still here?

Get back.

Whoa. Charlie's angel.

No one's gonna hurt you.

So it was you in that car

outside my house.

Or maybe it was
your silent partner.

Younger teller,
working at a bank

finds an older man
with a ton of money.

Then you call your boyfriend,

tell him what a Mark
you found.

But Leonard got suspicious.

Took the money out.

And you thought he put it
in the safe, so you...

So you killed him.

But it wasn't in the safe.

And that's when you found out
you needed help.

I needed you.

Oh, you're good, Jill.

You're very good.

I mean, you have this
incredible eye for detail.

You don't miss a thing.

Here. You've got
a great knowledge of art,

go to piece
some clues together.

Maybe I just
knew my husband.

Take the compliment!
Come on.

Think about it.

The bishop of Myra?

The golden globes
and the golden medallion,

hooking them
up to the picture.

The chimney.
You're the best.

You figured it out.

I didn't figure you.

That's very hurtful.
That's very unnecessary.

What are you doing?
Don't touch it!

Leave the money alone!

Put it down!

Excuse me?
Put it down.

Or you'll do what?
I'll shoot you.

Go ahead and shoot.
Randi. Randi.

Take the gum
out of your mouth.

You know, it doesn't
have to be like this.

You and I
had a thing going.

We had a good vibe.

I shared things with you

I never shared
with another woman.

You know what?

I don't think
you're gonna shoot me.
Get back.

Am I wrong? Huh?

I couldn't trust you
that much.

You bitch!

Honey?

Did you hurt yourself?

Oh, my god.

Mike, I think
we've gone too far.

I don't wanna
do this anymore.

You won't have to.

Please, don't!

Come on, damn it!
Start!

Ooh, look at Jilly run!

Come on! You know
I'm gonna find ya.

Oh!

Ah!

Jilly bean.

Come on.
Come to daddy.

Come on, honey.

Oh, girl.

You and I had
something so special.

And now it's gone.

Good girl.
Good-bye.

Good-bye.
Good-bye.

Hi.

Oh, thanks.

I'm sorry.
I tried to call you.

Yeah, I know.
You all right?
Yeah.

Did you ever
find anything?

Nothing.

It's just like Leonard
to spend it all.

I guess he had Mike
and Randi fooled all along.

I guess so.

So we're all set.

Would you like a lift?
I'd love one.

Come on,
let's go then.

I can't believe you're
just gonna take off.

You're the one who told me
it's time to move on.

I didn't think you'd
actually pay attention.

You're gonna miss all the fun.
I've had enough fun
for awhile.

So what about
the investigation?

Well, Mike and Randi
killed Leonard and Carla.
Case closed.

I still can't believe it.
Mike, the insurance guy.

Ten years later,
and I'm still an excellent
judge of character.

And what about the money?
You know,
they never found it.

Looks like Leonard
got the last laugh.

It's like something
out of a novel.
Yeah, I should write one.

You know,
you really should.

Okay, listen.
I have something for you.

Is this the infamous
patron Saint of thieves?

Yes, and for women
who are saving themselves.

You take care, you.
Okay.

And try to stay
out of trouble.
Okay.

Why would Leonard, after all the deception and secrets,

leave clues that only I
would understand?

In some strange way,

he must have wanted me
to find the money.

I guess we all have
our secret lives.

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