All language subtitles for honeymoon

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[thunder rumbling]

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[nearby boat approaching]

[starter failing to catch]

Hey. You're getting
a little close there.

[♪]

I don't know
what your problem is, but...

[gunshot rings out]

[splashing]

[♪]

Oh.

I am glad to see this book
in your stack, Holly.

My niece told me
reading this book

made her baby's first year
go much more smoothly.

Our Lamaze class
is talking about it.

I was worried
it might've been checked out.

Oh, I monitor our inventory

and always make sure
we have numerous copies

of our most helpful...
titles.

[aghast] True crime, Holly?

Oh, yeah!
Aurora recommended it.

At least,
I think this was it.

Is she here,
so I can ask her?

The last one she recommended
had me glued to the couch

the whole night.

Ah, Aurora isn't here.

She just started
several weeks' vacation

for her honeymoon.

But I can set that aside

and recommend
a more edifying read.

Oh, there she is now.

Aurora, was this the book
you were talking about?

It is, yes.

Robin Daniels is a master
of the true crime genre.

I would submit

that "master of true crime"
is faint praise,

but, uh, reading of any kind
is to be encouraged, I suppose.

[forced chuckle]

Do enjoy, Holly.

Thanks. Have fun
on your honeymoon, Roe.

Oh, we will!

Oh, I thought
you and Nick would be

on a plane
to Paris by now.

Paris is socked in with fog
for the next few days.

We had to reschedule
our trip for next week.

Well, don't expect me
to put you back on the schedule.

I've already
covered your shifts.

And frankly,

I don't want you underfoot,
if there's no need.

I just stopped by
to give you this--

a thank-you gift.

For being a part of our wedding.

[sighs] Ohh.

Well, now you've made me
appear uncharitable.

Is it any wonder I was looking
forward to your vacation?

[Phillip] Now, the man
convicted in this case--

one Olin "Pete" Coones--

went to prison

for killing his disabled
father's caregiver

and her husband,

despite having
a strong alibi.

Now, it was only years later
that Coones,

who consistently
claimed his innocence,

introduced evidence

he'd been framed...

by the caretaker

to take the fall

in a murder-suicide
that she herself committed.

Wait.

You're saying this caregiver

decided to make Pete Coones
look guilty

not only
for her husband's murder--

-but for her suicide?
-Yeah.

I know I'm brand-new
to the club,

but that seems
pretty far-fetched to me.

If she was gonna
do herself in anyway,

why bother framing Coones?

Probably for revenge.

It was Coones who figured out

she was stealing money
from his father

and was getting ready
to press charges.

[both giggling]

Oh. Sorry, Phillip.

Please go ahead. Ahem.

[♪]

Where were we?

-So, no Arthur tonight?
-Mm.

Is he working a case?

No, he's on a cruise ship
right now

with his mom and the kids.

Well, good for him.

It's too bad you two
had to put off your honeymoon.

Well, weather happens.

Yeah. We don't mind
having a little "staycation"

until we can get
on a plane to Paris.

I know!

You could spend a few days
at Aunt Gladys' place

at Ridge Bay.

Bubba and I sometimes
go up there

for a romantic weekend.

[Phillip] I love Ridge Bay.

Me and my friends go fishing
up there sometimes.

That's up Highway 23, right?

It's about a half-hour drive.

I'd be more than happy

to give you the keys
to the cabin.

Oh, thank you, Lizzy,

but it's not the kind of
honeymoon we had in mind.

Pre-honeymoon.

We have the time off.

Why not go up there
for a few days?

I'd love to get you on a boat,
do a little fishing.

Fishing?

Yeah. It sounds fun.

[♪]

[Aida]
I think it's wonderful

that you and Nick
are heading up to the bay.

You two need some alone time
together.

I'm very excited about
romantic walks in the woods,

and wine on the deck at sunset,

but how do I tell my husband

I really don't want
to go fishing?

[laughs] Oh, yes, that wouldn't
be my cup of tea, either.

Um, but didn't you say

fishing has some sentimental
value for Nick?

Yeah, his father used to take
him and his brother

on long fishing trips.

They're happy memories for him.

Well, then, you know,
you should try it.

I mean, who knows,
you may like it.

Aurora, you're just
starting a marriage

that I know you want to last.

It would serve you well

to get out of your comfort zone
once in awhile.

Thank you, Mother.

Sounds like excellent advice.

Well, I learned that
the difficult way.

Hmm. Does that mean you'll be
playing poker with Dad

when you go down
to visit him in Florida?

How did you know
that I'm going down there?

Dad told me you two

have been having long,
late-night phone conversations

since the wedding,

and he said you're gonna go
visit him next month.

The question is,
why didn't you tell me?

-[chuckles nervously]
-Mother!

Are you blushing?

No! No. That would suggest that
I'm doing something untoward,

which I certainly am not.

Oh, no, you're just
keeping it a secret.

I'm trying to protect you.

I don't want you invested
in a particular outcome

if your dad and I spend time
together and then we don't--

[phone rings]

Oh! Could that be Dad now?

Oh, stop it.

No. It's the real estate
association.

I'd better take it. Hi.

Is it my imagination,

or does your mother
look a little flushed?

Oh, she'd tell you
it's your imagination

and not because we were just
talking about my dad.

Ah.

You ready?
The fish are waitin'.

Can't wait.

[♪]

Wow.

When Lizzy said "cabin,"

I was thinking
something small and rustic.

I don't think Aunt Gladys
was much for roughin' it.

Hi!

Welcome.

Come on in.

[Roe] Ohh...

Wow!

So...

there are DVDs for the TV,

but there's no cable
or satellite.

Oh, there's no WiFi either.

Aunt Gladys wanted to feel like

she could literally
get away from it all.

My uncle
tried to talk her into

getting a landline
for emergencies,

but she said no to that, too.

[Roe] Oh, it's perfect!

Just you, me,
and beautiful nature.

Okay!

So I'm gonna go

and we'll let you two
start your honeymoon.

Or your rehearsal honeymoon,
or whatever this is.

Okay. Keys are on the counter.

Have so much fun.

Thanks again, Lizzy!

Yes, we appreciate it, Lizzy.

Wow.

[♪]

How smart are we
to marry each other?

I'm very pleased with
our brilliant decision-making.

[Roe laughs]

I knew we'd be happy together,

but I didn't know it would feel
like this-- like floating.

Well, Mrs. Aurora
Teagarden Miller,

I've been floating
since the day I met you.

[teen boy, shouting]
Stop saying that!

Poor kid.
He's upset.

[♪]

Uh, we should give them
their privacy.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

I suppose we should start

thinking about what
we want to do for dinner.

Hmm.

Maybe dinner can wait.

[♪]

Hello.

Hi. Welcome to Slocum Security.
How may I help you?

I'm Aida Teagarden,

from the Real
Estate Association

and I have an appointment
with the owner, Russ Slocum?

Yes, I will let him know
you're here.

Please, have a seat.

-Thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

Ohh.

Aw. My husband
made me breakfast.

How lucky am I?

[Nick chuckles]

Coffee with a splash of cream.

Oh, thank you.

So today's fishing day, right?

Uh-huh.

I get the feeling you're not
all that excited about it.

N-- I am.

This marriage
is built to last.

I'm gonna share
in your interests.

I'm gonna learn to hook
innocent little fishies,

pull them up out of
their nice watery home...

and learn to gut them
and fry them up.

So the president
of the Real Murders Club,

who doesn't flinch
at the most grisly of crimes,

gets squishy about the thought
of catching a fish.

I'm sure
I can get used to it.

Roe. The success
of our marriage

doesn't depend on you hooking
"innocent little fish."

Well, whatever it took,
I was prepared to be ruthless.

[chuckles]
Well, forget fishing.

But we can still take a boat
out on the bay,

and maybe take a picnic,

find a nice spot
along the shore?

Mm. Now, that sounds like
my kind of adventure.

[clink]

Well, if the boat breaks down,

we have enough food
to survive on the bay for days.

Looks like
someone could use a hand.

Oh, that's the...

kid we saw on
our neighbor's deck last night.

Hey there.

Got a flat, I see?

I've never changed
a tire before.

I can't figure this thing out.

Well, I'll be happy to show you
how that thing works.

May we call someone for you?

Already called my mom.

Shouldn't have stayed
at her cabin last night.

I knew I had class this morning,
but now I'm gonna miss it.

My professor told me

if I miss one more class,
it'd be an automatic fail.

Your professor?

You mean
at Lawrenceton University?

Yeah, I'm a freshman.

Oh, well,
my husband teaches there.

Nick, why don't
you call his professor

and ask him
to make an exception?

A flat tire
is hardly his fault.

Jacob?

Are you all right?

[Jacob] Yeah, I'm fine.

I was just about to show him
how to change that tire.

Thanks. I called Triple "A."
They should here soon.

Mom. This guy works at L.U.,

and he said he could talk
to my professor

so I don't get dropped.

Actually, I didn't say that.

I did,
and I probably shouldn't have.

I was just trying to help.

I'm Roe, by the way.
This is my husband, Nick.

We're staying

at the Allison cabin
for a few days.

Then I'm your
next-door neighbor.

Terry Hall.
This is Jacob.

Good to meet you, neighbor.

Wait. So...

are you going talk
to my professor?

No, Jacob. [sighs]

I actually prefer him

to figure out how to solve
his own problems.

Exactly what
I usually recommend to parents.

There. You see?

I do know
what I'm talking about.

Now, let's go wait in our car.

I hope you both
have a nice day.

You too.

[♪]

Mrs. Teagarden.
Russ Slocum.

Yes. Thank you
for meeting with me.

Yes. Please.

So, you told my assistant

that you've had some complaints

from the agents
in your real estate association

about my company?

Mm-hmm, yes, and as chairman of
the business outreach program,

I'm hoping that
you can help me with that.

I'll certainly do what I can.
What seems to be the problem?

Well, the problem is that
some of your representatives

are selling
your home security systems

and telling customers

that the security system

raises the value of their homes
a lot more

than it actually does.

That's... concerning.

I've experienced that myself
a few times

when listing a house.

My clients are not too happy
when they find out

what the actual worth
of a security system

is to an appraiser.

Uh, here's a list

of complaints
from the different agents.

[dry chuckle]

Just as I thought.

Every one of the orders

for the customers
your agents named

were deals made by one of
my long-time sales reps,

Cliff Minton.

Well, it's nice to know
it's not company policy

to misrepresent
the value of a product.

I don't think
it's Cliff's policy either.

He's just an enthusiastic guy,
with a talent for hyperbole.

But he's not always on point
with the numbers.

I'll talk to him.

[thump-thump]

It won't be a problem
in the future.

Oh, well, the future
is not the issue.

The seeds of misinformation
have already been planted.

Point taken.

Um, why don't
we send out a letter

to all of Cliff's customers,

make sure they know
the actual value

of their system?

Perhaps a joint letter with
the Real Estate Association?

Sure. I can have
one of my assistants

work on that with you.

What about Cliff Minton?
If these are his customers,

shouldn't his signature
be on the letter as well?

Maybe, but, um,

Cliff hasn't been
in the office all week,

and I haven't been
able to reach him.

I'm actually
getting a little worried.

He's been gone a week?

Shouldn't you be
calling the police

and report him missing?

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[♪]

Okay. Thank you!

There you go.

Um, so we have three hours
to bring the boat back?

You get another hour free
if you rent fishing equipment.

Got some decent rods here.

Uh, no, thanks.

Um, we won't be
going fishing today.

Wasted opportunity,
if you ask me,

but to each his own.

Slip number 18.

Lifejackets
are under the seat.

Thanks so much!

Wasn't he Mr. Sunshine?

[Nick chuckles]

Ahh. You ready?

I'm ready.

And when's the last time
you saw Mr. Minton?

Last Friday.

Missing almost a week?

Why'd it take you
so long to call us?

Well, Cliff doesn't work
every day.

He's got other income,

so he comes and goes
as he pleases.

The weird thing is
he's not answering his phone,

not returning calls,
or texts.

Does he have any family?

People he lives with?
Wife, kids?

No. He's divorced, no kids.

Lives alone.

Any other family members?

Parents, siblings?

Uh, he has parents in Maryland,
in a retirement home,

but they're not close.

Feel free to jump in,
Sergeant.

What else would you ask

if you were leading
this investigation?

Oh, uh, yeah.

What about his friends?

He must have friends
here at work.

Sure, most of my sales group
is fairly tight.

He's probably closest to Tom.

Tom?

Want to come here a minute?

What's up?

Have you heard from your buddy,
Cliff Minton, since Friday?

Saw him for a few minutes
on Saturday morning.

He stopped by my place
to borrow my fishing rod,

said he was gonna head
up to Ridge Bay,

needed to clear his head.

"Clear his head"?
From what?

Was he under work stress?

[Russ]
Nah, if he was stressed,

it was probably
about his divorce.

He's still in court battles
with his ex.

[♪]

It's amazing how much fun
you can have in a boat

without a fishing pole
in your hands.

Yeah, but I was hoping
to impress you

with my ability
to scare up a meal

with just a string
and a hook.

Oh, don't worry,

you've impressed me
with many other things.

Speaking of meals...
I am getting hungry.

Oh. Uh...

that looks like a good spot
for a picnic over there.

Yeah.

Nick, look. Is that
a boat caught in the brush?

With a "Heller" logo on it,
like this one.

Wonder how it got out here?

Maybe there was
some rough weather,

and it got loose from the slip?

Maybe if we tow it in,
we can cheer up Mr. Sunshine.

Hey, do you see that?

[Roe] It looks like
some sort of bundle.

[♪]

[Roe gasps]

It's a body!

[♪]

[♪]

[Nick] Bad timing for Lynn

that Arthur is stuck
on a cruise ship right now.

[Roe] Well, she promoted
Officer Heard to Sergeant.

I'm sure he'll step up.

[♪]

The deceased
still had his wallet

and keys in his pocket.

[Roe] Ridge Bay Motel?

That isn't far from here.

You've already given us
your statement, Roe,

so you and Nick are free to go.

Well...

From the I.D.
that we found in his wallet,

the victim's name--

Clifford Edward Minton
of Lawrenceton.

Cliff Minton?

That's our missing person
from Slocum Security.

[Charlie] Yeah.

He was reported missing? When?

This is police business, Roe,
not yours.

Go back
to your honeymoon.

Actually,
it's our pre-honeymoon.

[laughs] Okay.
Whatever. Just go.

[whispering] I overheard
the coroner's crew talking.

They found a bullet wound
in the guy's chest.

It was murder?

Well, that explains
the blood spatter we saw

on the rental boat.

So he was shot in the boat?

Let's go see
what else they found.

Roe, I don't think

Lynn wants to have to tell us
to leave again.

Maybe we should get back
to enjoying our pre-honeymoon.

Yeah, that's exactly
what we should do.

Yeah.

So if this is
a potential homicide,

I need you to head
back to Lawrenceton

and lock down
the victim's house.

Yeah, I'll stop by
Slocum Security, too,

and lock down that office
as well.

Good,
and get his computer.

There's a CCTV camera
at the end of the dock.

I'm gonna check
the marina authority

and see if it was recording.

First, I'm gonna
head over to the motel

and the boat rental place,

see if Minton
was seen with anybody

during his time here.

Alright. I'll see you
at the station.

[hoist motor groaning]

[♪]

[Roe] That must be
Cliff Minton's truck

they're towing.

[Nick] Yeah.
Oh, I almost forgot--

I have to settle up
with Mr. Sunshine.

I'll meet you back here.

Where are you going?

Just for a little walk.

To the motel.
I'm curious.

You, curious?

Ha, ha.
I won't be long.

Then it'll be right back
to the honeymoon.

"Pre-honeymoon."

[♪]

Excuse me.
Do you work here?

Yes. I'm the manager.

They said somebody got killed
on the bay.

Yes, someone
who was staying here.

Clifford Minton, in room 137.

Huh! Guess that explains

why he didn't show up
to check out.

Do you know
when he checked in?

Yeah, last Saturday afternoon.

Booked for two nights,

but just stayed the one,
and then, poof.

Didn't show up for his luggage
or anything.

That didn't strike you as odd?

Well, I figured he got
in a scrape with old Heller,

and left town
for his own good.

Heller? As in Donald Heller
from the boat rental company?

Heller was here
on Sunday night,

demanding to see
that Minton fella.

Said he planned
to do the man some damage,

something about
stealing his boat.

Yep, I thought Minton had reason
to make himself scarce.

Heller can be pretty unpleasant
when he chooses.

[door opens]

If Clifford Minton
didn't check out,

what did you do with his luggage

and all the other things
in his room?

Oh, housekeeping packed it
all up in his suitcase

when she cleaned his room.

I've got it back here.

[♪]

I don't suppose
I could take a quick peek,

-to see what's insi--
-[door opens]

[♪]

Uh, never mind.
Nice talking to you.

Seriously, Roe?

I should've waited to come in

until you had a chance
to investigate first. I'm sorry.

I don't believe you.

I think
you're congratulating yourself

for beating me here.

I'm sorry I upset you anyway.

Make sure you ask him

about the owner
of the boat rental company.

He seems like a good suspect.

[♪]

[gruffly]
You signed the contract.

No refunds
for time not used.

It's not my problem
you couldn't use it.

[scoffs] Okay, Mr. Heller,
it was just a question.

Hey.

So I talked to the manager
at the Ridge Bay Motel.

He said Donald Heller
showed up there

and made threats
against Cliff Minton.

I'm sure
he's gonna be a suspect.

Well, he won't be the only one
on the list.

Since Sally's out of town,

I just called Macon
at the newspaper

to see if he had any background
info on Clifford Minton.

Turns out they ran a big story
about him last year.

Why?

Because he was
awarded alimony--

big alimony--
in his divorce

from an attorney
in Lawrenceton--

an attorney
by the name of Terry Hall.

Terry Hall,
the woman we met today?

Mm-hmm. I doubt
it was a coincidence

that her ex was killed
just two miles from her place.

You're right.

Donald Heller won't be alone
on the suspect list.

Lynn has
Cliff Minton's suitcase.

[Nick] Looks like she's heading
to interview Heller.

Ah, I wish I could be
a fly on that wall.

Yeah.

Minton rented one of my boats
on Sunday--

1:48 in the afternoon.

He was due to bring it back
at 4:48.

Didn't show.

-Was anyone else with him?
-Not that I noticed.

The motel manager said
that you showed up on Sunday

and made some threats
against Mr. Minton.

Yeah, well,
I thought he stole my boat.

Is that the conclusion
you normally jump to

when a boat doesn't come back?

That the renter stole it?

It's the conclusion
I jumped to with Minton.

He'd done it before.

So you knew Cliff Minton before
he walked in here on Sunday?

I used to rent him boats
now and again.

Fancied himself a fisherman,

but he got to where
he was keeping the boats

for a week or more
and not paying up.

I had to take him to court
to get him

to pay what he owed me.

So you're telling me

that Cliff Minton
used to drive up here

and rent boats from you
on a regular basis?

He was already here.

His wife-- ex-wife--
has a place up the road.

Cliff Minton's ex-wife
lives here?

Yeah.

We didn't get the chance
to have that picnic.

What do you say
we set it up on the deck,

have a late lunch?

Mrs. Miller?

Sorry.

I can't seem to get
any cell reception.

Yeah, there's not much
in the way of reception

this far
from the marina.

Yeah, it's not a big deal.

You want to look up
the news story I mentioned

about Cliff Minton's divorce.

Yes.

But I don't want you to think

that our honeymoon
isn't the most important thing

to me
in the world right now.

Look.
Would it make you feel better

if I admit that I'm curious

about what's
in those articles, too?

Why, yes, it would, Mr. Miller.

Then let's head outside,

and see if we can find
a good spot to get a signal.

I'll get our coats.

[knocking]

[footsteps]

-Terry Hall?
-Yes.

Chief Liggett Smith,
Lawrenceton Police Department.

Sergeant, you're back.

Yes, and I'll need to speak
to your boss again.

Hello, Sergeant.

Any news on Cliff?

I'm afraid it's not good.

His body was found this morning
in Ridge Bay.

Well... that's a shame.

I appreciate you stopping by
and letting us know.

That's not the only reason
why we're here.

It seems Mr. Minton's death
may not have been an accident.

Cliff was killed?

The coroner hasn't officially
ruled on a cause of death,

but, out of
an abundance of caution,

we'd like to do a quick search
of his office,

take custody of his computer.

That computer's
company property.

You're not taking it.

Why don't I have
the Chief of Police come by

and explain why we need it?

Fine. Have her do that.

I'll go call
my corporate counsel now

and ask them to meet her here.

[♪]

Uh, maybe you didn't hear
what I said.

I heard you. Cliff's dead.
Possibly murdered.

Most people have
some kind of reaction

when I give them
news like that.

I assume
it would be in bad form

to heave
a giant sigh of relief,

which is basically
all that I feel.

This your son?

Mm-hmm.

I was told you and Minton
didn't have any children.

We didn't.

Jacob's a child

from a brief marriage
in my 20s--

a man who died of cancer
six years ago,

a man who deserved the tears
that I cried for him.

When's the last time
you saw Cliff Minton?

Three months ago.

Three months?

Even though he came
to spend the weekend

in the Ridge Bay area.

He didn't tell you
he was here?

He did. He called.

Said he wanted to talk.

I told him
to talk to my lawyer.

End of story.

Why don't you tell me
the beginning of the story?

[sighs wearily]

What began
as a pleasant marriage

turned sour,

then became a bitter divorce.

His lawyer got a judge

not only to award him my house
in Lawrenceton--

a house that I bought
before the marriage--

but to award him
an egregious amount of alimony,

so egregious
it actually made the news.

I was an attorney once myself--
corporate attorney--

but I lost respect
for the profession.

I quit my job.

Recently, I filed
to have the alimony reduced,

which, I assume,
is why he wanted to talk.

Well, that's no longer
gonna be a problem now, is it?

Apparently not.

We think
that he was likely shot

while he was out on a boat
on Ridge Bay.

Do you own a firearm, Ms. Hall?

No. I have a distaste for guns.

Do you have any idea
who might've been

on that boat with him,
anyone he had a conflict with?

Besides you, of course.

No.

But Cliff was a salesman--
king of false promises.

I always told him that, one day,
it would come back to bite him.

Looks like I was right.

I'll be in touch.

Whatever you need.

[♪]

Not even a hint of a bar.

Hmm.

[♪]

Looks like she's crying.

Maybe she just learned
her ex was killed?

[Roe sighs]

[chuckling softly]

She's not crying.

She's laughing.

[♪]

You having a nice time?

Oh, honey.
The best time.

I love being here with you.

Oh... I can hear
the unspoken "but."

I can't stop wondering what
Cliff Minton was doing here,

with Terry so close,

while they were still
locked in a court battle.

[chuckles]

Maybe...

a condolence call on Terry
is in order?

I'll go get ready.

I knew Cliff,
what, a couple of decades?

We worked
as alarm installers together,

back in our 20s.

When I started this company,
he was the first guy I called.

Because you were
such good friends?

No, because Cliff knew
the security business

inside and out.

And no one could
close a sale like Cliff.

Do you have any thoughts
on who might have killed him?

No.

Everyone liked him.

Well, except his ex-wife,
I suppose.

They had a bad time of it.

Did he tell you that?

Didn't have to.

Terry came in here a few times
to give him heck.

Is that all?

I'm gonna need a list
of Cliff Minton's clients.

What for?

While you say
that everyone liked him,

others say he was
"the king of false promises."

That's a recipe
for a lot of unhappy clients.

Also, I'm going to be

taking his computer
and searching his office.

I believe that's
the search warrant

you told my sergeant
you needed?

[♪]

[surprised] Lynn.

Aida.

You are the last person
I expected to see here.

I'm working on a joint project,

with Sharon there,
for the Real Estate Association.

But...

she looks like
she may not be up to it today.

You haven't heard
about the murder?

Murder?

One of the employees here
was killed.

Cliff Minton.

They found his body
up at Ridge Bay yesterday.

How awful.

But Ridge Bay?

Yes, and wouldn't you know--

it was Aurora and Nick
who found the body.

-What?
-Don't worry.

They're fine.

Sharon...

I know we're going to be
working together,

but I just heard
about Cliff Minton.

I am so sorry.

I appreciate that.

It has been really hard.

Everybody here is so sad.

Hey!

So Cliff's office is now mine.

Can I get the key?

Yeah.

You should see Cliff's office--

it's better than Slocum's.

Cliff had some good dirt on him.

Maybe this isn't
the right time.

No, I'm okay.

I had to put together
Cliff's client list

for the police earlier,

so we might as well get started.

Okay.

Any names jumping out at you
from Minton's client list?

Not so far.

It's a pretty short list

for somebody who's worked there
for so many years.

But then,
his boss did say

he didn't work there full-time
after he married Terry Hall.

We're still waiting on the lab

to finish processing the items
from Minton's suitcase,

but the fishing boat is done.

Heller's prints
are all over it.

Well, that's not
a surprise, right?

He owns the boat,
he must maintain it.

Well, it's moot anyway.

Blood splatter indicates

he was shot
from 10 to 15 feet away

with a .32-caliber bullet,

which means another boat

would've pulled up
alongside him.

Oh, I almost forgot.

You wanted to know why

Donald Heller's prints
were in the system?

He's got a record.

Two arrests for battery,

and felony conviction
for assault.

Attacked some guy at a bar
after he lost a pool game.

-Served eight months.
-There you go.

Heller has
a violent criminal history.

He threatened the victim,

had a contentious history
with the victim.

A lawsuit,
accusations of theft,

and who knows what else
tripped his hair-trigger temper.

Plus, he knew the victim
was on the water

and had access
to different boats.

Oh, did we get the footage back
from the marina dock yet?

'Cause if I can catch Heller
underway after Minton,

then I'll have enough to get
a search warrant for him, too.

They'll get us a thumb drive
by tomorrow.

Well, keep working
on that client list.

I'm gonna look into Terry Hall's
relationship with her ex.

Think I'll head over
to the university,

see if I can't get
any insights from her kid.

I don't think
paying a condolence call

to the ex-wife is typical,

but I do
appreciate the sentiment.

Especially since you were
so kind to stop and help my son.

And how is Jacob?

I don't suppose he was able

to make it to class in time
yesterday?

No, but perhaps
a death in the family

will make his absence
excusable.

I see you drink Grozny.

It's funny,

because a bottle was left
in your ex-husband's motel room.

Yes, well,
I introduced it to Cliff

when we started dating.

How long were you married?

Three years.

But it would've been a lot less
if I had my way.

Doesn't take long to realize
you've married an opportunist.

Sounds like you think
he married you for your money?

You're not here
to pay a condolence call.

You're here
to fish for information.

We did find
your ex-husband's body.

I admit to curiosity
about why he was here.

You've apparently read about me
in the Lawrenceton paper.

Well, I've read about you, too,
Miss Teagarden.

Actually, it's Mrs. Miller now.

Whatever your name,

I know you've had a hand

in solving several murders
in Lawrenceton.

It's one thing
to have to talk to the police

about my personal life,

but I'd prefer not to be
under your microscope as well.

So, if you don't mind,

you can make your way out
the same way you came in.

We respect how you feel.

But we'll be next door
for the next few days.

Yes. If you need anything--

run to the store,
grab dinner...

[♪]

Hey, Chief.

What are you doing
on campus today?

Phillip! Hi.

I was actually just looking
for the freshman dorm.

I could've sworn
it was this way.

Uh, no. It's on
other side of the quad.

I'll show you.

Oh.

Why is Terry Hall
being so dodgy?

Oh, I got the sense
she's private by nature,

and maybe a little embarrassed

at being taken advantage of
in her marriage.

I don't know.

She clearly
liked challenging me.

Almost as if she wanted us
to think she's guilty,

if that makes any sense.

Yeah, a little.

But it would take
a longer conversation

to unravel her motivations.

[sighs]
I should call my mother.

The further
this investigation goes,

the more likely
she's gonna hear about it,

and when she hears about it,

she's gonna learn
that we found the body,

and when she learns that,
she's--

...Gonna worry.

Exactly.

Ohh. I forgot.

No cell reception.

Ohh. Hmm.

Well, we do need another bottle
of wine for tonight.

Why don't we go to the marina?

[♪]

Phillip, you wouldn't happen
to know a boy named Jacob Hall?

Doesn't sound familiar.

Room 401 you said, yeah?
Kinda ironic.

I lived across the hall in 402,
when I was a freshman.

Mind if
I watch you do your thing,

see the master detective
at work?

Oh, Phillip, I'm afraid

even flattery will not get me
to let you--

Jacob Hall?

Chief Liggett Smith,
Lawrenceton P.D.

He's a student.

Phillip Pifer. He's, uh--

...A criminal justice major.

...Who is just about
to go away now.

Right.

Sorry.

I'm investigating the murder
of your stepfather--

Former stepfather,
you mean.

All right,
"former stepfather."

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Did you talk to my mom?

Because she might get mad

if I talk to you
without a lawyer or whatever.

Jacob, this isn't about
questioning you as a suspect.

I'm just trying to get
a little background info.

Oh. Right. It's totally
an informal thing.

She's gotta get
a lay of the land

for the investigation.

Okay, well,
I don't have time anyway.

I'm late for my chemistry lab
and I gotta go.

So, sorry.

You and Roe
are certainly related,

but, Phillip,

if you ever want to get a job
with the Lawrenceton P.D.--

He just lied to you, Chief.

Jacob did?
About what?

I know
the chemistry lab schedule

and they don't do labs
on Fridays.

You mean he's ducking me?

Yeah.

Okay, Ed and Julie Steyer?

Okay.

Yes, they purchased
the "Silver" package,

so version "B" of the letter
will go to them.

-Okay. Good.
-[cell phone ringing]

Hold that thought.
It's my daughter.

Okay.

Aurora.

I have a bone
to pick with you.

A bone to pick with me?

Yes, you could've warned me

about what you found
up at Ridge Bay.

Honestly,

only you could stumble on a body
on your honeymoon.

"Pre-honeymoon."

And that's why I'm calling you,
I didn't want you to worry.

Well, too late for that.

Mrs. Teagarden,
can I get you a tea?

Oh, yes, that would be lovely,
thank you.

Okay.

I'm in the middle of a project

for Slocum Security.

You're doing a project

at the victim's
place of employment?

Regrettably.

But it has nothing
to do with the murder,

I don't think.

Although, I am the one
who got his boss to report

that Cliff Minton was missing
before his body was found.

Well, why didn't you
tell me that?

Why on Earth
would I tell you that?

Okay, but have you
heard anything

about Cliff Minton
in his office?

Are they talking about
who might've killed him?

I did hear someone say
that Cliff might've had

some dirt on his boss.

Who's that?

Russ Slocum.

At first, I took it as a joke,

but it's so odd

because he put up
with Cliff's shenanigans--

which I am here now
trying to fix--

and then gave him the biggest
office in this place.

Do you think you can find out

exactly what Cliff might've had
on Russ Slocum?

Aurora, I'm not gonna try
and be a spy for you.

[♪]

Sorry, Mother, I have to go.
I just spotted Cliff's ex-wife.

[♪]

Talking to Donald Heller?

[♪]

[♪]

What was that about?

I just saw Terry
hand Donald Heller

an envelope full of cash.

Do you think
it was a payoff to him

for killing her ex?

You'd better call Lynn,
tell her what you saw.

Chief?

Lab says most of the items
in Minton's suitcase

were clothes and toiletries.

But there were
two glasses in the room,

with traces of vodka in them,
that didn't belong to the motel.

They lifted two distinct
sets of prints off of them

that don't belong to Minton.

Well, one was most likely
the housekeeper

who picked them up.

So, Minton had someone over
to his motel room for drinks.

Hmm. Wonder who?

Should I drive up to Ridge Bay

and get the motel housekeeper's
prints?

Yes, Roe, what is it?

I see. Okay.
I'll look into it.

No. Thank you. We've got it.

Roe Teagarden is at the marina
at Ridge Bay.

She said she just saw

Terry Hall handing money
over to Donald Heller.

Wow.
Guess what else?

The lab just finished
processing Minton's car,

and they found prints

on the passenger-side
door handle

belonging to Donald Heller.

Looks like
we finally have enough

to get our search warrant
on Heller.

[♪]

What is it you people want?

[Roe] Why were you
handing money to Donald Heller?

That's none of your concern.

Maybe not, but now
the police know about it, too.

Good.
Maybe they'll reimburse me.

I paid Mr. Heller

for the boat the police
dragged off as evidence.

They don't seem to care

that he needs that boat
to make a living.

Why is it your job
to pay him for it?

Why don't you stay
out of my business?

[♪]

There's got to be
more to that story

between her and Heller.

I'd wager there's a lot more.

Okay, that's it,

that's the last name
on the list.

It looks like
we're going to need...

22 version "A"

and 16 version "B".

-Okay, I'll start printing--
-[hearty laughter rises]

[men chuckling]

Guess I was wrong

about everyone being sad
about Cliff dying.

Maybe it just hasn't
sunk in yet.

Or maybe they're all just
more jealous of Cliff

than I thought.

Mr. Slocum let him do things
he didn't let anybody else do.

You know--
time off, long lunches.

So, what that fella said

about Cliff "having something"
on Russ,

that wasn't a joke?

Oh, no, I'm sure it was,

but it's just a joke
that Tom makes a lot.

Oh.

And the first batch of letters
should be

coming out of the printer now.

Okay, I'll go get them
and start signing.

Okay.

[text alert chimes]

"Did you find out

what Cliff Minton had
on his boss?"

Has she been asking you
questions about this?

I, um--

I want Mrs. Teagarden
out of this office. Now.

Are you going through my phone?

[♪]

Why don't we finish
this project tomorrow?

I'll print out
the rest of the letters,

and then we can meet for lunch
so you can sign them?

If only I could get online.

All the research
I could be doing...

You know,
the lack of WiFi here

is not a bug,
it's a feature.

The police will
take care of this case,

so why don't we unplug from it

and do something
relaxing and vacation-y?

-Like...
-[Roe gasps]

The new Robin Daniels book?

You clever husband, you.

Let's go read
the afternoon away, huh?

[♪]

This is a farce.

All because that nosy woman

saw something
she didn't understand.

You brought this on yourself--

you, and your fingerprints
in Cliff Minton's car.

Do you deny
that you were in his car?

Yeah, I was in it.

-When? Why?
-Sunday.

When he first came in here,
I told him to get lost,

on account of the trouble
I had with him before.

Then I thought,
why turn his money down?

So I went outside,
found him in his car.

He told me to get in.
We had a conversation.

We came back in here,
I rented him the boat.

Tell me the parts
you're leaving out--

like, maybe how you were
trying to find out

where he planned to fish,

so you could find him
on the bay later?

I was here all afternoon,
renting out boats.

Check my logbook.

[thud]

Who's to say you didn't
alter these times

so you could
lock up for an hour,

take one of your boats out?

I'd be pretty dumb to do that
considering

there's a security camera
pointed right at the dock.

Oh, I'm sure you know

other spots
to put a boat on the bay.

Good luck trying to prove that.

Why was Minton's ex-wife
handing you money earlier today?

You took my boat!

She knew I was losing money.

Why would she want
to help you?

[sighs]

I've been asking her that

ever since she helped me file
my lawsuit against Minton.

Terry Hall helped you
sue her ex?

She had good reason
to want to see him squirm,

after the way he went after

her and her kid
with his pack of lawyers.

He went after Jacob in court?

[grunts] Not exactly
"stepfather of the year,"

was he?

Jacob, hey.

Phillip Pifer?
We met yesterday.

Yeah, you were with that cop.

Yeah, she's actually
a pretty good cop.

You should give her a chance,
talk to her.

Or not. It's fine.

You could just talk to me.

Why would I want to do that?

To help find out
what happened.

My cousin, Roe, and her husband
were the ones

who found your stepdad,

so of course they want
to know what happened.

She's staying next door
to your mom

and was trying to talk to her--

Yeah, well, you should tell her
to stop bugging my mom,

or she'll have to deal with me.

Whoa.

Okay. It's cool.

Just, uh...

have a good day.

All right?

[♪]

Mom?

Hey. It's me.

[softly] Roe?

Dinner's almost ready.

Oh, I was just getting
to the really good part.

Those steaks I'm grilling
are about to be the good part,

trust me.

Oh, I trust you.
How I trust you.

[Nick] How's your steak?

[Roe] Mm. You weren't kidding.

It's so good.

[Nick] Yeah?

[Roe] Mm-hmm.

You're such a good cook.
I'm so lucky.

Thank you.

What?

I just... I want
to remember this moment.

Forever.

[gunshots ring out]

[gasping]

That shot came
from the kitchen window.

[gunshot]

We're not safe here.

Over there!

Okay, stay low.

[♪]

[shot fires]

[gasping]

There's no cell service.

We can't call for help.

We'll have to do this
on our own.

Roe, we can figure this out.

[pounding on door]

[Terry]
Roe! Nick! Are you okay?

[whispering]
That's Terry.

It could be a trap.

[pounding]

Please open up!
I called the police!

Stay here.

[hushed, urgent] Nick!

I am not letting you
go to that door alone.

Okay, all right.
Stay low.

Watch out for the window.

[♪]

Oh!

Thank goodness,
you're both okay.

I was on my back deck.
I heard the shots.

Police should be here
any minute.

[sirens approaching]

[♪]

Did you see or hear
anything at all outside

before or after
the gunshots?

We were having dinner.

We weren't focused
on what was happening outside

and, after the shots,

we were
just tying to stay alive.

Someone meant to kill us.

Or scare you.

Donald Heller--

you said he was angry

that I'd called you about
seeing Terry hand him money.

It wasn't Heller.

We've had him under surveillance
since yesterday.

I'm more interested

in how Terry got over here
so quickly

after the gunshots occurred.

She called the police.

But that doesn't mean
she wasn't the shooter.

Yes, there's all kinds
of psychological reasons why

someone who commits an offense
is the one who calls the police.

Yes, and a big one
is to cover for themselves.

I'm gonna go and talk to her.

You two stay
in the motel tonight.

I'll have a guard
posted outside your door.

Thank you.

Chief?

The bullets are .32 caliber.

The same caliber
that killed Cliff Minton.

But not necessarily
the same gun.

We won't know that until--

...You find the gun.

And the killer.

[♪]

Guess our honeymoon's over.

Time to head back
to Lawrenceton tomorrow.

You okay with that?

I thought
we weren't gonna make it.

We just got married
and I thought we were gonna die.

[♪]

Ms. Hall, you told me recently

that you had
a "distaste for guns"?

Yes, so?

So, I was confused,
because,

when you heard the gunshots,

you ran toward the danger
rather than away from it.

And here I thought
you'd be hailing me as a hero

for calling the police.

Oh, no, we're very grateful
that you called us.

Yet you stand here

asking me why I came
to help my neighbors.

A question
you still haven't answered.

It's true what they say--
no good deed goes unpunished.

I heard the shots.

I was worried
they might be hurt.

I called the police,

and I came over here
to check on them.

How did you know you wouldn't
be placing yourself in danger?

Because I saw
someone run into the woods.

You saw someone
run into the woods

all the way from your house?

That's right.

Can you describe them?
Male? Female?

It was too dark
to make out any features.

Ah, yes,
it's very dark outside.

And yet, you saw
a figure running away,

from a very good distance?

And I heard footsteps, too.

You see, Ms. Hall,

I'm not a big believer
in coincidence,

and there have been
two shooting incidents

that occurred

in very close proximity
to your house.

You're a lawyer.

As you know,
we call that "opportunity."

And while you say
you don't own a firearm,

do I believe you?

Tch. Maybe it's just
a matter of finding it.

We call that "means."

Then there's the fact

that the person
who was killed nearby

just so happens
to be your ex-husband,

a man whose death

would have benefited you
both directly and indirectly.

That's motive.

What you don't have is proof.

Call your lawyer, Ms. Hall.

Tell them to meet us

at the Lawrenceton
Police Department tomorrow

for official questioning.

[♪]

Room 137-- the room
Cliff Minton was staying in

before he got shot,

I wish I could go inside.

And what would you
be hoping to see?

A signature item
belonging to the killer

sticking out from under the bed?

Roe, someone clearly
doesn't want us

looking into Cliff Minton's
murder any further.

Since when has that
ever stopped me, or us?

[door opens]

Oh! Hey.

Um, if you don't mind my asking,

how long have you been
staying here in this room?

About a week.

Two more to go while
we get our kitchen renovated.

And did you happen
to meet the guy who was

staying in this room
last weekend?

No. I work weekends.

Do you recall hearing

anything coming from that room
during the night?

An argument,
anything like that?

Like I said, I work weekends,
as a bartender,

which means...

You work nights.

Oh, you could talk to my wife.

She keeps complaining
the walls are too thin,

but she works days, so.

Thanks anyway.

[♪]

Terry Hall and her lawyer
will be here in 20 minutes.

Footage from the marina
the day Minton was shot.

This is Minton here.

The face isn't good focus,

but those are the clothes
that he was wearing

when his body was found.

He leaves here at 1:57 p.m..

Obviously alone.

Looks like
quite a few more boats leave

over the next few hours.

Yeah.

I want you to zoom in
on all those boats,

see how many registration
numbers you can come up with.

[phone buzzing]

Aida Teagarden.

Aida,

if you have questions
about the gunshots,

I'm afraid we don't have
any answers for you yet.

Gunshots?
What gunshots?

At the Allison cabin
last night.

What?

You didn't know.

Don't be too concerned.
Roe and Nick are fine.

Aurora had
left a message saying

they were coming back early,

but she never mentioned
gunshots.

What happened?

There were four shots fired

from outside,
through the window,

likely to scare Nick and Roe.

Oh, how can you be sure

that they were just
trying to scare them?

Well, we can't be sure,
exactly, but...

Do you think
Russ Slocum is behind this?

We don't know
who's behind it yet,

but why would Slocum's name
be the first that came to you?

Because I caught him

on my phone--
without my permission--

looking at a text

from Aurora,

asking me about the rumor
I'd heard at Slocum

regarding Cliff Minton
having some "dirt" on him.

And then he just kicked me
out of his office.

I see.

If he believes

Aurora's a threat to him,

he may have been
the one to fire those shots.

If he did, we will prove it,
and we will prosecute.

In the meantime,
thank you

for this information
about Russ Slocum.

Okay.

[♪]

Russ Slocum made you
get a warrant

to get Minton's computer
from his office, didn't he?

Yeah, but I don't know
why he threw such a fit.

There wasn't anything on it
except emails,

purchase orders,
things like that.

Unless Slocum thought

there could have been
something on there.

Does he have an alibi
for Sunday afternoon?

Uh, he says he was playing golf
here in Lawrenceton.

I want confirmation of that
from the golf course.

Then, after we interview
Terry Hall,

I want you to go back to Slocum
and print him

and everybody else
who works in that office.

If we're lucky,
we might be able

to identify who Minton
was having a drink with

the night before he was shot.

And if we're very lucky,

we might find out
what Slocum had to hide.

Look, I don't deny

that there's more than enough
motive for me to kill Cliff.

But there is zero motive for me
to harm the couple next door.

I mean, yes, they're
a little nosy for my taste,

but then so is everyone else
in this area.

I found an arrest report
on your son, Jacob,

with the county juvenile court.

But it was sealed.

Did you pull some strings

with the judge,

to get that report sealed?

Jacob was 17
during the worst of our divorce.

He was very angry

and, one day,
he followed Cliff into Corinth,

and he smashed the windshield
of Cliff's car with a tire iron.

Cliff called
the Corinth police.

Luckily, the D.A. agreed

to let Jacob be diverted
to an anger management program

and dropped the charges.

So, Jacob has a violent temper?

You have no idea what Cliff
has put Jacob through.

Enlighten us.

For the entire first year
of our marriage,

Cliff earned Jacob's trust,

and then he betrayed it,

again and again.

And now Jacob thinks

the whole world
is an awful place

because of Cliff.

He's been terribly damaged.

Damaged to the point

where he might've wanted
to seek revenge?

You wanna play the suspect game
with me over Cliff's murder,

that's fine.

I'm the one
who chose to marry the man.

But Jacob didn't choose him.

Jacob is the one innocent person
in all of this.

So just back off him.

Am I being charged
with anything here?

Then I think we're done.

[♪]

[door opens]

[sighs tensely]

There you are.

Oh! I was so worried.

But how come I had to find out
from Lynn

that someone shot
at the two of you

instead of from you?

I'm sorry, Mother.

That's not the way
we wanted you to find out.

I'd suggest going out of town
for safety's sake,

but I suppose that's how
you got into this mess.

Well, we do leave for Paris
in a few more days.

Do they have any leads on who
might've fired those shots?

Not yet, but I'm sure
Lynn will find out the truth.

Well, I am staying
far away from Slocum Security.

In fact, I'm canceling
my lunch today

with Russ Slocum's assistant.

Wait, don't cancel, Mother.

In fact,
I'd like to go with you.

Aurora, no, that is
the last thing you should do.

Or it's the best thing
she could do.

The sooner we know
who's behind all this mayhem,

the sooner Roe will be safe.

Nick, you have a vexing talent

for putting things in terms
with which I cannot argue.

Well, I'll try to use it
sparingly in the future.

I hope you find out
something worthwhile.

I've gotta go take care
of something.

-[smooch]
-Oh. Uh...

Meet you back here later then?

Mm-hmm.

[door opens]

Okay, just give me a minute
and I'll be ready to go.

Okay.

Jacob!

Jacob Hall.

Hey, Jacob.

Glad I spotted you.

I've, uh, wanted to make sure
you didn't get dropped

from that class
you were worried about.

Um, I don't know.

I mean, not that I know of.

I've reconsidered,

and I want to make good
my wife's offer

to speak with your professor.

I don't care.

My life is gonna suck
regardless.

It's sucked
since my mom married Cliff.

Well, I'm sorry to hear

you've been going through
such a hard time.

I wish she'd never
given him the time of day.

He acted all cool and slick,

but underneath,
it was all an act.

It's painful to learn

that people aren't who
they present themselves to be.

He lied about everything.

He'd tell my mom
he helped me with my homework

when he didn't.

He'd tell me
he'd pick me up from school

and then never show up.

Then, when my mom
wanted a divorce,

he lied to the judge
about my mom,

saying she did things
that she didn't do.

Such as?

Saying that she was hiding
money in my name.

It was my money,
left to me when my dad died,

but Cliff took half.

That wasn't right.

No, nothing's
been right since.

Well, except
for Cliff being dead.

I'm glad he's gone.
And you know what?

I bet you
a lot of other people are, too.

[♪]

So Mr. Slocum has already
signed the letters.

Once you sign them,
you can drop them with me,

and I will make sure
that they get in the mail.

[chuckles] Well, frankly,

I'm not be too keen
on going back to that office.

Yeah, your boss
basically kicked her out.

What was that about?

Yes, he did overreact a bit,

but if you look at it
from his point of view,

someone in our office
was just murdered,

which is horrible enough,

and then the police
start showing up twice a day?

That's not unusual
in a murder investigation.

I don't know what's usual.

I-I just know

that Mr. Slocum is very
protective of his business,

his staff.

Well, isn't it his staff

that said Cliff had
some kind of dirt on him?

Sharon believes
that the staff

repeated the "dirt" rumor,
but in a joking way.

Yes. Mr. Slocum did let Cliff
get away with a lot,

but it was mostly because
they were like brothers.

I heard them laughing together
all the time.

It is impossible to imagine
Mr. Slocum killing Cliff.

Cliff definitely caused Russ
grief with clients,

with the way he'd make promises
that he couldn't keep.

So why keep Cliff?

Is it true

that Cliff had some kind of
blackmail information on him?

Whatever it is
you're not telling me

will come out eventually.

It always does.

And it usually doesn't end well
for people who obstruct justice.

[sighs]

[quietly] Whenever Cliff
would get some vodka in him,

he would say how he knew

how Russ got the money
to start this company.

And it wasn't by breaking open
his own piggy bank.

Stolen money?

Cliff and Russ were installers,

so they knew exactly how to get
past the security systems

in the houses
of certain wealthy clients.

So, they robbed
their customers?

That's the way I took it.

But then again,

Cliff was full of it
half the time,

so maybe
he just made up that story.

Who knows?

[Russ] No! That is not
going to happen.

You can forget it!

[Charlie sighs]

I'm not gonna just
let you just walk in here,

and start fingerprinting me
and my staff.

Mr. Slocum, this is about
ruling out your staff.

You think I was born yesterday?

You want prints?
Get a warrant.

Thank you.

Thank you.

So, you can't imagine
Russ Slocum killing Cliff,

so who do you imagine did?

[Aida scoffs, amused]

Uh, Sharon is obviously

not comfortable
making that conjecture.

And I wouldn't be, either.

Yes, but,

Sharon, you worked with Cliff
for a long time, right?

Almost five years.

Then you must have seen
glimpses into his life,

knew who he was close to,

knew who he had problems with.

Well, I do know

he had terrible problems
with his ex-wife.

I overheard
some of their arguments.

What did you hear?

Well, I know
all couples fight.

I've been disappointed
by love myself,

I know it can be painful,

but Terry Hall
is a cold woman.

Very vindictive,
and unstable.

Do you know what
Cliff said she did

to keep him from getting
the house in the divorce?

She doused it in gasoline
and set it on fire.

Whoa.

[♪]

[Roe] Thanks for coming
on such short notice.

This case seems to be getting
harder for the police to solve,

instead of easier.

Yeah, not to mention
more dangerous.

Man, those gunshots
had to be so scary.

Yeah, pretty shocking.

I thought the cabin
would be idyllic for you.

I'm so sorry that happened.

[Nick] If we assume
the killer was the same person

who fired those shots at us,

it wasn't Donald Heller.

He was under surveillance
at the time.

He's Lynn's top suspect,
right?

Yes, but I don't think
we can rule him out

just because he couldn't have
been the one who shot at us.

I personally saw him
take money from Terry Hall.

And he told Lynn

Terry helped him file a lawsuit
against Cliff.

[Phillip] So, you're thinking
she could have hired Heller

to kill her ex,

then fired those shots
at you guys herself?

According to Sharon Patterson,
who worked with Cliff at Slocum,

Terry has
a history of instability.

Said she started a fire

to prevent Cliff from getting
her house in the divorce.

Now, I haven't been able
to confirm that.

The news reports on that fire

said the evidence
was inconclusive.

Well, she certainly has
the most obvious motive

to kill Cliff.

She'll save a ton on alimony.

Revenge for wrongs
she feels done to her,

and to her son,

could be an even more powerful
motivation.

And if Minton went up there
to irritate her

or taunt her,

it's not a stretch to believe
she may have snapped.

Or her son could have
been the one to snap.

I talked to Jacob today.

He carries a lot of anger
toward his stepfather.

I see him on campus.

I could try
to talk to him again.

[Nick] And I can try some
of my colleagues at school,

see if they have
some insights on him.

Well, I think Russ Slocum
could be the one.

Because of the rumor
Cliff had dirt on him?

Yeah, Sharon said

she didn't believe
there was much truth to that.

I've gotten to know
Charlie Heard a bit lately.

Sergeant Heard?

Yep. He told me
a guy in sales at Slocum

thinks there's truth
to that rumor.

According to this guy,

Cliff claimed to have

helped Russ Slocum
steal that money

to start his company.

That's pretty good dirt.

[Davis] On top of that,

Slocum absolutely refused

to be fingerprinted
by Sergeant Heard.

That sounds like
guilty behavior.

[Davis] Oh, Charlie also said

that Slocum's alibi on Sunday--
playing golf by himself--

is questionable.

There's a five-hour gap

between the time
he went out on the course

and when he got back.

Solo game
doesn't take that long.

It might,

if you drive up to Ridge Bay
in the middle of it.

[Phillip] That's some
impressive scoop you got

from Sergeant Heard, Davis.

Why don't I
go by Slocum tomorrow,

say I'm researching
security systems for my house,

and see if I can get
any kind of truth out of him?

Great! And I'd like to head
back up to Ridge Bay

tomorrow morning.

I want to ask around the marina,
see if there's any more

to Terry's relationship
with Heller.

Could you wait
till the afternoon?

I'm really not comfortable
with you going up alone.

[Lizzy] Well, I have to head up
first thing in the morning

to meet the insurance adjustor
at the cabin

to go over the damage
those shots caused.

We could go together.

Good.

Then we have a plan--

to move closer to the truth
and solve this case.

Well, no one we've talked to

has said they've seen
Terry Hall and Donald Heller

sitting over coffee together,

but I'm gonna go down
to the docks,

talk to a few more people.

[Lizzy] Well, I'm supposed
to meet the insurance adjustor

in 10 minutes,

but I'll come back
and pick you up?

Wait, I know that guy.

He was in the motel room
next to Cliff's.

Excuse me!

Hi! Do you remember me?

My husband and I

talked to you yesterday
at the Ridge Bay Motel?

Right!

You were asking about the guy
who was staying next to us.

Oh, my gosh-- Cliff Minton?

I read about him
in the Lawrenceton paper.

He was shot
out on the bay.

Oh, I'm Jenna, by the way.

Brandon.

Yeah, I'm Aurora,
this is Lizzy.

Hi.

Jenna, Brandon said
that he was working

the night before
Cliff was shot,

and you were the only one
in the room.

Yes, and I wish I hadn't been.

I had the hardest time
falling asleep

with all the noise next door.

What kind of noise
did you hear?

Uh, voices yelling.

A pretty big argument,
by the sound of it.

Uh, do you think

this has something to do
with him getting shot?

Maybe. You should definitely
call the police

and tell them about it.

[Roe]
This argument you heard--

was it about money
or business?

Or was it more personal?

I couldn't hear the words,

but I remember thinking
it had to be a lovers' quarrel.

The woman was yelling
even louder than the man.

It was a woman's voice?

Thank you so much.
You've been a big help.

-Sure.
-You guys have a good day.

-You too.
-Bye.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Cliff Minton having
an argument with a woman here?

Who else could that be
but Terry Hall?

You are gonna make
an excellent addition

to the Real Murders Club, Lizzy.

So, the lab identified

the prints
on the drinking glasses

left in Minton's hotel room.

Terry Hall.

[file slaps desk]

It's not evidence of murder,

but it is evidence
she's a liar.

She told me she hadn't
seen Minton in months.

I have to show you something.

I've been working on

identifying
boat registration numbers.

You see this boat here?

I can't see
who got in the boat--

most of the slips
are out of frame--

but it left less than an hour
after Cliff Minton's boat left,

and came back
just 20 minutes later.

[Lynn] That's not very long.

Were you able to zoom in
and get the registration number?

Yeah. It's registered

to a company called
"TH Consultants."

Right, I remember that
from our list of slip renters.

I looked it up.

It's a legal
consulting business

owned by Terry Hall.

Get a search warrant
on Terry Hall's cabin.

I'm gonna call the judge
and make sure he signs it.

[♪]

Okay.

I know
you're chomping at the bit

to talk to Terry,

but I just need 10 minutes
with the adjustor.

I'm gonna wander over there
while you chat.

Hi.

[♪]

Is she leaving?

[knocking]

What are you doing here?

I was hoping we could talk.

[vehicle approaching]

[Roe sighs]

Terry?

Roe? What are you doing here?

She headed that way
as soon as she saw you.

Check upstairs.

Terry?

[♪]

Terry!

She's not up here.

She must've gone outside.

I'm on it.

She was looking
in that drawer there

just before you pulled up.

It's a good thing
I have a search warrant.

[♪]

[exhaling] A .32.

Of course.

What do you want to bet
that's the gun

that killed Cliff Minton?

And fired the shots
at Nick and me?

[sighs]

Copy.

[door thuds]

Pinging Terry's phone
won't any good.

It's sitting
on the coffee table.

There's no cell reception
up here anyway.

The county sheriff is helping

put together a team
to do a grid search.

Plus, I have officers
up at the university

picking up her son.

We'll find her.

You're certain she's the one
who killed Cliff Minton?

We have video proof that a boat
registered to her company

went out onto the bay
not long after Minton.

Ballistics comes back positive
on the gun, then yes--

motive, opportunity, means,
plenty of physical evidence--

it's a perfect case.

Does it strike you
as a little too perfect?

Terry is highly intelligent.

Why would the gun
sit in her hallway

when she knows she's a suspect?

I'd have
an easier time believing

she was framed

than to believe

someone that smart
would make such dumb mistakes.

Framed?
Come on, Roe.

You caught her in the act

of removing the gun
from the drawer.

Or...

did I catch her in the act of
putting the gun in the drawer?

Wait, wait.

Are you suggesting
that Terry would frame herself?

Why would she do that?

I can only think
of one reason--

to cover for the guilty party.

You're about to say her son?

If he's the one
who killed Cliff,

she might believe the best thing
she can do for Jacob

is to point the blame
at herself.

[Lizzy] But she was leaving.

She was all packed up
and ready to go.

Why do that
if she wants to take the heat?

I don't know.

Maybe she doesn't actually
want to go to prison,

she just wants the heat on her,
and not Jacob.

[sighs wearily]

Thanks for meeting me here.

Sure. I was gonna talk
to Jacob anyway.

What'd you find out?

I was in the main office
talking to the Dean

when two officers showed up,

said they have orders from Lynn
to pick up Jacob.

Whoa.

Well, his room's this way.

Apparently, Lynn found
a .32-caliber gun

in Terry Hall's hallway,

but she wasn't able
to make an arrest

because Terry took off
and disappeared.

Oh, man. So they're thinking

she might've gotten
in contact with him?

[knocks]

Jacob?

You're packing up?

I hate this place.
I'm outta here.

Why are you leaving, Jacob?

My mom's picking me up,
so, please, just leave me alone.

[♪]

There's one problem
with your theory.

Remember what Cliff's neighbor
at the motel said?

Cliff was having an argument
with a woman

the night before
he was killed.

Yes, and we've placed Terry
in that room

with her prints on the glasses
that Cliff left behind.

Okay, so...

maybe Terry did have
a bad argument with Cliff.

Maybe Jacob was with her,

or was close enough
to overhear it.

Okay, Roe, would you just stop?

Look, I don't have time
to go down

a rabbit hole of
complicated theories with you.

So why don't you pack up

your Real Murders Club
mystery-solving puzzle kit

and call it a day?

I have a search to finish.

Arthur would at least
hear me out.

You're right.

He would.

He's been friends with you
since high school,

and he is a good friend.

He also knows how carefully
I've studied actual murders,

and he respects my opinion.

[scoffs]

You think
this is about respect?

Roe, I know how good you are
at solving these puzzles.

You might be
the best there is!

It actually is amazing
how good she is at it.

I know I'm new to this,
but already she has--

[stops abruptly]

Arthur thinks cracking a case
is puzzle solving, too.

So he's open
to working with you--

his puzzle-solving buddy.

But that is not the job.

The job is to collect evidence
in a lawful manner,

and build a case
that will stand up in court.

Mm-mm.

You used to wonder
why you and I can't be friends.

It's because
a friendship with you

is a luxury
that I cannot afford--

not as long
as I'm Chief of Police

and responsible for

making sure that evidence
doesn't get thrown out,

and that murderers
don't walk free,

because you're in a hurry
to put your puzzle together.

[Lynn sighs]

So excuse me
while I finish my job.

[♪]

She did make
some really good points.

She did, but if she doesn't
want to look at the puzzle,

how can she tell
when the pieces don't fit?

[♪]

I still can't reach Roe.

You said yourself,

it's hard to get a signal
up at Ridge Bay.

It's bothering me that Terry
still hasn't been found, though.

Maybe Jacob was right
and she's on her way here.

We should hang out near his dorm
in case she does show up.

That's not a bad idea.

I'll have to leave that to you.
I'm heading back to Ridge Bay.

[♪]

Roe? Hey. Wait a second.

[wheezes]

I just found this glass
in Terry's living room.

It's one of a set of four.
You know how I know that?

It matches the glasses

you pulled
from Cliff Minton's suitcase?

The ones with Terry's prints?

Exactly.

Which forces me to ask,

why leave your own glasses
in that room,

almost like a calling card?

So, Roe's theory about
Terry framing herself

isn't so far-fetched?

As much as I don't want
to admit it,

yes, this is looking
more and more like a frame job.

But I was thinking
Terry framed herself

after Jacob confessed to her
that he shot Cliff.

If those glasses
were left in that room

the night before the murder...

[Lynn] That would mean it was
a premeditated frame job

in anticipation
of a premeditated murder.

Well, it seems like
the only way

to find out if that's true

is to find Terry.

[sighing] Maybe there'll be
something in her house

that will tell me
where she went.

But if you come up
with any other ideas...

while puzzle-solving...

...let me know.

[♪]

We have to get to the marina
so I can call Nick.

Okay!

[♪]

You're on your way up?

[Nick]
I'm halfway there now.

Jacob is convinced

his mother is on her way down
to get him.

But she doesn't have a car,

her phone, her purse...

how would she get there?

Well, she'd have
to meet a friend,

or at least find a phone

within walking distance
of her cabin.

I think I know
where Terry could find

a sympathetic someone.

Heller.

Good thinking,
but if you want

to go talk to him,
please don't go in alone.

Wait till I get there?

I'm with Lizzy.
It'll be fine.

All right.

Be careful. Love you.

Love you, too.

Let's go talk
to Donald Heller.

What? Why?

Is this what we do?

[exhales anxiously]

[♪]

[whispers] What?

That's Terry.

[Terry] Oh, I know exactly

who planted that gun
in my living room.

Cliff must've made spare keys
to the cabin and boat

before we split up.

[Donald] Didn't I tell you
you ought to change those locks?

[Terry]
I was a fool not to listen.

But I'm not such a fool
I can't guess

who he gave those keys to.

I need to get Jacob,
make sure he's safe,

and then I'll figure out
how to prove it.

Take my truck.

[keys jangle]

Thank you.
You're such a good friend.

Terry, you can't leave.

The police suspect
you're being framed.

You just have to give them
a chance to sort it out.

Well, I'm not
taking that chance.

I can't let you do that.

If Terry
can prove who framed her,

she might be in danger
from that person.

Look, if you really
want to help her,

you would let me talk her into

turning herself in
to the police.

Um, Roe? I think
it might be too late.

[♪]

[♪]

That's Sharon Patterson!

[♪]

I'm going after her!

I'll call the police.

[grunts irately]

We have to catch them.

We have to do it?

Roe, this is crazy!

We should call Lynn
and have her handle it!

Terry could be dead by then.

[♪]

[truck engine turning over]

I'm gonna follow them!

I hope I don't regret this!

[♪]

[car engine turns over]

I do regret this!
So much!

Call Nick.

[♪]

Hey, Chief.

9-1-1 Dispatch
is on the radio,

they say it's urgent.

[call rings]

Hey, Roe.
Should be there in five minutes.

Oh, then you're headed
straight towards us.

Sharon Patterson has a gun.

She forced Terry into a truck
and took off.

[Lizzy]
Roe's chasing the killer, Nick.

[pointedly]
Shouldn't she stop?

Why don't I try
to block the road with my truck?

I just passed mile marker 88.
Where are you?

[Lizzy] Uh... wait.

Uh, mile marker 92.

Okay, I'll drive
one more mile

and then I'll block the road
best I can with my truck.

Oh, that's not gonna work!
They turned up a dirt road!

I'm gonna follow 'em.

[Lizzy shrieks]

Ah! I don't like this.

She's pointing a gun at us!

Roe!

No! What are you doing?

Why are you following me?

You keep ruining everything!

I just want
to help you, Sharon.

She told me
she's gonna shoot me

and make it look like a suicide.

Well, that plan's
out the window now,

because, if you shoot her,

you're gonna have
to shoot me, too.

And Lizzy Rankart--
she's in the car.

Lizzy!
Show Sharon you're here!

I can't!

I'm on the phone!

Hang up the phone now!

[hushed] I have to go.

Hurry, Lynn!
Sharon's got a gun.

I hung up. See?

And there's my husband.

You'd have to kill him,
too, Sharon.

[Nick] Sharon?

[truck door shuts]

Why don't you put down the gun,
and we can talk this through?

It's too late for talking.

But we haven't heard what
happened between you and Cliff.

Why the two of you
were arguing

in his motel room
on Saturday night?

That was you, wasn't it?

[tearfully] It was awful.

[Terry] She was Cliff's
little helper at Slocum.

Doing all his paperwork,
running errands for him.

I told him
that she had a crush on him.

No. I was his friend.
That's all.

At least until
after the divorce.

I know how he operates, Sharon.

How he flirts with you,

makes you feel like

you're the most fascinating
woman in the world to him,

so that you barely notice
when he starts asking you

to do things
that are just not quite right.

Is that what he did, Sharon?

He had me fake amounts
on purchase orders,

and other things.

I thought he cared about me.

I thought
we were building something,

but then, when he invited me
to the motel on Saturday night--

You found out the truth?

He said he could never have
a real relationship with me.

[sniffles] Said he couldn't risk
losing his alimony.

But what he really wanted

was for me to break into
Terry's cabin for him.

What did he want you to do?

Find bank statements,

or anything that could
help him in court.

He wanted me
to check her boat, too,

and see if she was
hiding anything there.

He handed me the keys.

That stupid boat!

He talked me into buying that
for him when we were married.

How ironic that that's what
you used go after him with.

Knowing that he was
just using me all along,

turning me into something
that I didn't want to become...

[sobs] I've never felt so angry
or so humiliated.

[Terry]
I understand that much.

He used me, too.

You don't understand anything.

You are the reason
that he became so cruel!

No! Sharon, don't do this.

[approaching siren yelps]

[shots blasting]

Nick!

Drop the gun, Sharon!

Get your hands in the air.
I need to see your hands.

[♪]

[grunts]

That is the second time
you almost killed my husband!

[Lynn] It's okay, Roe.
We've got this.

All right. Thank you.

So, Sharon just pled guilty
to Cliff's murder,

the attempted murder
of Roe and Nick,

as well as
Terry's kidnapping.

I can't believe I spent hours
side-by-side with a murderer

and I never suspected a thing.

It's a good thing

Roe figured out
you were being framed, Terry.

She also figured out

how to find you
at Donald Heller's place.

It was terrifying, but...
amazing.

[chuckling]

[Lynn] I do have to admit,

that if Roe had not put
the puzzle pieces together,

Sharon may have gotten away
with not just one,

but two murders.

She wouldn't have
gotten away with it.

I have no doubt
the case you were building

would've put
Sharon behind bars.

[Jacob] Thank you.

You saved my mom's life.

Both of you.

And you saved ours
by calling the police.

Yes, and we're grateful, Terry.

Yes! And now
you have a plane to catch!

-Let's go!
-Yes!

Your chariot awaits.

Ohh!

Bye!