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MURDER SHE BAKED:
JUST DESSERTS

Moishe!

I'm home!

Moishe!

Moishe?

Moishe?
Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Moishe!

Moishe?

WNKW Features Final Three
Bake-Off

Welcome to Eden Lake
High School

It's crunch time
for the final...

It's crunch time
for the final three and...

Because we don't want anything
to distract from this beautiful face.

Hannah, we're going to need you
in place in 20 seconds.

20 seconds? Thank you.
You're doing a wonderful job.

It's crunch time. It's...

- You sure it's just a sprained knee?
- Yeah, that's what the doctor said.

It's crunch time for the...

- Oh, I can't do this.
- Oh, well, not with that face.

- Smile, Hannah! Come on...
- Hannah, you are a trooper.

Oh. Well, it's
our contest, right, Mason?

If you need anything
from us here at WNKW,

my employees are at your service.

Okay, thank you,
you've been wonderful!

- You're doing a great job.
- Yes, she is.

- Where's my creme fraiche?
- Hannah! Focus.

- Smile.
- Can't smile the whole time, Mother.

My lips have to move.

"It's Crunch Time
for the Final Three!"

Wow, you're good at this.
You should do it.

No, honey, it's your contest.
It's your moment. Shine.

Oh, crutch!

We're joined now by a special
guest, owner of The Cookie Jar

on Main Street in Eden Lake
and creator of the baking contest

the whole town is buzzing about.

- Yes, it's...
- Crunch time for our final three...

This week in the Eden Lake
Flour Bake-off.

- Hannah?
- That's right. It's crunch time for...

...for the final three,

and they're gonna be baking.

Smells like you've baked something
for a preview for us?

I did. I'm... making you Strawberry
Shortcake Swenson.

I posted the recipe on the website
for pound cake, which is the base

and then I'm going to show you
how to whip creme fraiche and...

- Finish it with the berry.
- Okay, while you get started...

Let's introduce our fellow contest
judges, who are here with us today.

We are delighted to welcome
Clayton Hart. He is the owner

of Eden Lake Flour Company.

Thank you, it's a great pleasure
to be here. Hi, Hannah.

And manager of the Eden Lake
Inn Restaurant, Charles Rutledge.

You mix all the ingredients together
and you want to be sure

not to over-work the batter,
because that makes the cake too dense.

- Good to know.
- That's true.

So let me show you the finished
product here...

Fantastic!

That looks so good,
it should be illegal.

- It is illegal to my diet.
- Let's try some.

I have some to sample.

I forgot, you're supposed
to finish it with mint.

Hannah, you're setting
a high bar for these contestants.

We'll be meeting them
in our next segment.

All those bakers are competing
for a $25.000

and a cover story
in Chef's Magazine.

The contest takes place
at Eden Lake High school

where we are on location all week
for this special event

so come on down Saturday,
doors open at 4:00.

We'll be right back
after these messages.

Hannah, that was so good!

I thought that was
my line, the "crunch time."

You handled it well, though.

- Great job, and that was excellent.
- Okay. Thank you.

- We'll see you two on Saturday.
- Yes, absolutely, Mr. Hart.

- And you take care of that leg.
- Of course I will, Mr. Rutledge.

- Mother...
- That was so wonderful.

- Really?
- You have a new calling, honey.

- I don't know about that. It was...
- I'm so proud. I know that face.

- You go talk to him.
- Hi, Mike.

Oh, a star has just been born!

- You didn't look gimpy at all.
- Thank you.

I'd be happy to come by
and fix the stairs myself

if Dennis isn't available.

Yeah, no, I did, I talked
to Dennis, and he's gonna come

and double-reinforce the whatever-
it's-called, and extra-strut-slats

on something, and double bolts,
everything that you said, Mike.

Yeah, I wrote it all down.

About the game tomorrow,
unfortunately, I am on duty.

I am very sorry about that,
but at least that means

that Bill and Andrea can go.

That's really nice of you.

The Eden Lake Rebels take on the
Marshalls at home tomorrow,

and the town will be out
in full force for this one

because this could be the night
all-star point guard Carl Kimball

breaks the record
for the most points in a season.

- I am gonna manage your career.
- Mother, I don't know about that.

Oh, my goodness, Hannah,
what happened?

I hope it's not broken.

- Can you still judge?
- I'm okay.

Yes, she can taste. It's just
her sprained knee,

which she fell down her cellar steps
I told her to have fixed...

You did. Many many times.
Good luck with your promo.

She doesn't listen to me.
Ready for your close-up?

- Mother!
- That woman never stops talking.

This could be a big break
for you, too.

Well, it's a fun contest and
a nice change of pace, but that's it.

You don't give yourself enough credit.
You have a real presence on camera.

I'm happy being a restauranteur.

How about I cook something for you,
if you promise not to judge the dish?

- Well, I do need the practice.
- I don't know.

You're pretty good at judging.

I tell you what, though, if you use
any of that creme fraiche,

I will give you definitely high marks.

Okay.

This could be the night all-star
point guard Carl Kimball

hits the record for most points
in a season...

I am really looking forward
to watching this kid play.

This'll be a great game.

- Get open. Let's go!
- Pass it up! Pass it up!

- Down the line! Down the line!
- Get open! Get open, guys!

- Let's go!
- You got this! You got this!

In the middle!

Way to go, buddy!

You're back-up, okay?

- Way to go, Carl!
- Come on, Carl, let's go!

A little defense.
Up, up, Rebels!

- Hey, did Norman give up dentistry?
- No, he volunteers his time.

He's an assistant coach.

Shoot it!

Yes!

- That's what I'm talking about!
- Who is that?

- That is Carl Kimball.
- Oh, Mason Kimball's son.

Yeah, he's an all-star
material kid, that guy.

Mason and I are working together
on that bake-off.

- He's the station manager at WNKW.
- Pass it!

Since when did you become
such a big fan?

I am out of the house
and there are no diapers.

Sports talk equals adult talk.

Okay gentlemen, time to drink!
Here we go, back it up!

Hey, what's Bill working on?
Like, a case?

What?

Show her. Big case.
Show her.

- It's a totally normal precaution.
- Sure.

- You have a Granny-Cam?
- Yeah. Yeah, and look.

Half an hour past bedtime.
She's gonna be grumpy.

She's a baby. She's gonna go
to sleep when she needs to.

Get over it.

Yeah!

Great job. You played great defense
and I'm so proud of you.

Get outta here.

That was so awesome...

- Hannah!
- Oh, hey.

- Change of plans.
- What?

I just got the call before tip-off.
George Rutledge has food poisoning.

- He can't judge the bake-off later.
- You're kidding.

It's okay, it's all covered.
Coach Bishop agreed to step in.

- That's great news.
- Yeah.

I'd like to go thank him.
Is that okay?

- Great idea. Great game, huh?
- Yeah, that was amazing.

So, tomorrow, we do three-on-threes,
exclusive right?

- Coach? Sorry to interrupt.
- Good game.

Good job, guys. That was super fun
to watch. I wanted to say thank you.

Mason told me that you're going to
help us with the bake-off contest?

- Your wife, Michelle, and I are...
- Friends. Yeah, she mentioned.

I have tons of information
about the contestants...

I'm not doing homework for this.
Excuse me.

Okay.

I wouldn't exactly call
that basketball.

- Hey, Norman. Great game.
- Yeah, wasn't it?

- Yeah, it was fantastic to watch...
- Hey! Reynolds!

- I gotta talk to him real quick.
- Oh, sure.

- We'll catch up in a minute.
- Okay. See you later.

What's going on?

That boy's a champion!

Why wouldn't you start Carl Kimball?

- He shouldn't be playing off the bench.
- I know!

- Thank God Coach came to his senses.
- Kimball was benched for a whole game.

Thank goodness
we didn't lose that week.

But we didn't lose when Josh started
and he played a great game.

- Ms. Reynolds, I...
- This is high school!

All of these boys
should get the chance to play!

Yes.

- We've obviously offended the woman.
- Well, she's had a hard life.

Sorry, Bill stopped to talk
to a friend.

Hey, think that's who Mother
says Norman's been dating?

Maybe. They must have met
when he started coaching.

- Are you okay with that?
- Of course I am!

- How's Mike?
- Good. Great, I think.

Well, we don't spend a lot of time
together 'cause of work or whatever.

Well, you guys got
to get a move on.

His wife passed away a few years ago,
maybe he's not ready.

- Does he say that?
- It's just very new, okay?

Okay, but you guys are going
to run out of time.

And that was rude, and I didn't
mean to say... I'm sorry.

- I'm channeling Mother.
- It's okay, you have an excuse.

- You are a mother now.
- Thank you.

Love you. Drive safe.

Good luck with the contest today.

Welcome, everyone, to the semi finals
of the Eden Lake Flour Bake-off.

We have a new judge
to welcome tonight.

Please welcome
Coach Leonard Bishop.

Hey, folks.
Very excited to be here.

- I'll turn it over to you, Hannah.
- Thanks, Dee.

Let's meet our chefs.

Okay, give me a single on Hannah...
That's great.

Now he's an assistant pastry chef
at Chez Giselle in Minneapolis.

Jeff Graham.

I'm in it to win it.

This baker has a degree
from the Culinary Institute...

I like the three-shot
to the contestant

and tight on Hannah, okay?
Save that for sure.

And his dream is to open
his own restaurant. Lowell Mantes.

Honored to be here. Thank you.

And last, but by no means least,
this contestant has baked

for three generations of her family...
and provided winning recipes

to the annual Eden Lake Cookbook
many times. Mrs. Lorraine Houser.

Winning it!

Thank you.

So, you want to tell me why you're
making such a big deal out of this?

You're the one who's making
a big deal out of this

because you can't even bother
to hide what you've been doing.

- There's nothing to hide.
- I know there's someone else!

You know what?
Not here, okay?

- Do you want to humiliate me?
- You're embarrassing yourself.

Don't you dare walk...

Michelle, I...

Well, no guts, no glory.

I had olives in my mystery box
and I had to use them.

Well, I thought the sweet and salty
were fighting for balance a bit,

but the fig really helped.

It's like a fruit cake that's been
dragged through a pile of mulch.

- I liked the texture of the cake.
- Yeah.

I thought you were a professional.
That's a JV effort, at best.

Judges, do you have a decision?

Yes, we do.
I'm sorry to say, Lowell,

you have been eliminated.

I'm grateful I had the chance
to compete. Thank you.

Good effort.

Boys, let's talk
about tomorrow's practice.

I'm going to need the best from you.
A little extra effort.

- Hey.
- Norman! Hey.

Sorry I couldn't talk to you earlier.
I had to deal with something.

Well, that's okay. I know you've
been burning it at both ends

with your practice and coaching.

Yeah, it'll be great when
the high school can actually afford

to hire an assistant coach.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Tell me about Coach Bishop. Does he...
Is he always so nasty?

I don't know.
I mean, these days, yeah.

I don't know what's going
on with him, honestly.

Second best
is just not going to cut it.

Hey, Len.

- What are you doing?
- Making sure you don't forget anything.

There's a bag of basketballs
in the equipment room.

Yeah.

Go and get them!

What? Sorry, are you trying
to ask me a question, Len?

Really?

Would you mind going to grab the balls
and bringing them out here?

Sure.

Len!

Len!

Oh, my God.

He hands me this soggy napkin.
He'd sworn out the complaint,

right there and then. I mean,
he happened to be, like,

hammered in the bar, but he was
the best witness there.

- Pizza Margherita con cipolla.
- That looks very good.

I could totally take a vacation, by
the way. I would, for 3 days? 4!

Four days, for real.

Okay, hold on a second. You think
that you could leave the Cookie Jar

in Lisa's hands for four entire days?

What about you? You think you could
take a vacation and leave...

Bill and eight deputies in charge
of Eden Lake's safety for four days?

You think I can't?

Okay, we make a deal,
- we make a promise...

I stick to it.

- Wait, are we being serious now?
- I'm being serious...

And besides, it might be the only way
that we actually get two date nights

like, back-to-back, is if we actually
leave town and we get out of here.

Maybe it would.

Norman's calling. What is he
checking up on us?

- No, he is not.
- Norman, what's going...

Okay, Norman,
I need you to relax.

Just take it easy. Norman,
take it easy. Okay, look,

I will call it in. You stay right
there and don't touch anything.

- It's gonna be all right, Norman.
- What?

Coach Bishop is dead.
Norman just found the body.

- Come on, we gotta go.
- Okay.

- Get your crutch. Careful.
- No, I got it.

We'll leave your car here,
we'll take mine, okay?

- Wait, what?
- Well, unless you want to go home.

No!

If I told you to go home,
you'd have followed me anyway?

Well, right.

Hey, uh, Johnson!
Can we borrow you for a second?

Can you make sure you dust everything
in this truck, even the back there?

- Norman, you okay?
- Yeah.

Okay, thank you for calling. I'll
catch up with you in one minute.

Hey, Schmidty! Can you try and get
all the security-camera footage

from all over the school,
please? Thank you.

Bill...

- Hey.
- What do we got?

Hit and run.

- Hey, Norman, you okay?
- Yeah.

- You had a practice here tonight?
- We have an away game tomorrow.

- Did you get shots of all this?
- Not yet.

- I want pictures of all of this.
- We'll wait for the M.E., obviously.

There is something else here. This
is the school's equipment truck.

The key's still in it.

So someone borrowed a vehicle
for a hit and run?

Well, it's one way to keep evidence
off your own car, right?

I guess it is.

All right, I'm going
to go get Norman's statement?

When I was talking to him he was
looking back over my shoulder...

Like someone was coming out
of the gym?

- You didn't see who it was?
- No. I don't want to make a fuss.

It was just a look, it might
have been nothing. I don't know.

Then I went inside...

So, where was the truck parked
when you went inside?

The truck, it was here, right here.

Okay. Just hold off
one sec here, guys.

Let's get this whole area
right here roped off! All of this!

What makes a mark like that?
There. Is that, like, a cleat?

No, I don't think so.

Kind of looks like
like high heels, doesn't it?

- Michelle.
- Who?

Coach Bishop's wife, Michelle, she was
wearing stiletto heels tonight

and I saw her having
a fight with her husband.

Mrs. Bishop?

I'm Mike Kingston.
I'm a detective

with the sheriff's department.
I'm very sorry for your loss.

Is there someone
that we can call for you?

No.

We'll have to ask you a few questions.

When was the last time
that you saw your husband?

- At the school. Everyone saw him.
- At the contest?

And where did you two go after that?

Len had to work.
He stayed, I came home.

And so that was the last time
that you saw him

or you heard from him?

Were you two on good terms?

We heard that there was an argument
between you earlier today?

That was nothing.

I tried to get Len to take a day
off work. All he does is work.

Look, here's the truth.

He wouldn't even take
a dinner break with me.

Okay, well, I'm going to have
to get a formal statement

from you tomorrow. In the meantime,
here's my card. Please give a call

if you think of anything
that might be of help, okay?

Mrs. Bishop, are these the shoes
that you had on earlier?

I'm going to have
to take these in for testing.

Take whatever you want.

- So, do you believe her?
- No... I don't.

The police have ruled Leonard
Bishop's death a homicide.

We mourn his passing and send
our condolences to his family.

For now, Norman Rhodes will step in
as temporary coach for the Rebels.

It could have been me!

- What, last night?
- No, no. At the rehearsal.

It should be warm in here.

Norman Rhodes discovered the body
last night in the back of the school...

At least Hannah didn't find
the body this time.

But she was still at the scene
of the crime. I saw it on TV.

I'd think twice if I were
Mike Kingston. For his own safety.

Hannah is a murder magnet.

Can we keep the door closed,
please? It's freezing.

Good morning, ladies.
Mrs. Bascomb, Mrs. Houser.

These are our valued customers.
They have a short Americano,

and a black tea, decaf.

Michelle is going to be a suspect
whether I like it or not, so...

Tom, hey! Will you hand me
that tray? Yup, thank you so much.

We gotta keep moving here.
There you are, Lisa.

The molasses crackles
are in the oven. What next?

We need three dozen Chocolate
Highlander Bars for the Eden Lake Inn.

- They want them for afternoon tea.
- Today? I'm on it. Okay.

Hannah, I have an airtight alibi
for last night.

He was definitely hit by the pickup. We
had severe head trauma, body bruising,

broken femur, broken ribs.
Read the report.

Yeah.

What's bothering you?

Just one of my hunches.
Will you run the tests again...

- And re-examine the body, please?
- I'll take another look.

Thank you.

Peterson! You find the coach's phone?

Still M.I.A. We're going back
over the scene again right now.

Hey, Mike, let me show you something.

What do we got?

Hallway by the gym, coach's office

equipment storage, south exit
and main parking lot.

- Nothing at the back of the school?
- No. There's a camera that angles...

The north end of the track,
but nothing by the gym.

Okay, so, 20:50.

How long does it take to walk from
back of the gym to the weight room?

Ah, it's not far.
A few minutes, if that.

21:10, that's our timeline.

Plus, what, seven, eight minutes
for Norman to walk each way?

Which leaves approximately
20 minutes for the murder.

- That's enough.
- If someone was already at the school.

Yeah.
And look who was.

Now, what camera is that?

That's the coach's office.
That hallway,

it's on the other side of the gym,

there's no way
that Norman would've seen her.

And check the time. That is 20:45.
Plenty of time to get to the field.

Yeah.

I think it might be time to pull
the plug on the bake-off.

- End the contest?
- We can't.

My station has too much at stake. We
have invested too much in resources

to make this work. We need the revenue
from the finals to break even,

let alone turn a profit.

This isn't a little bump in the road.
One of our judges is dead.

Then, the next judge on the list,
I'm sure they'll be happy to step in.

You have a list of potential judges?

I'm a producer,
I'm ready for everything.

I had to make sure
there was an alternate available.

I guess that makes sense.

Why was Coach Bishop on the show
last night if he's last on the list?

Well, I bumped him up. I thought
it'd be good publicity for the team

and since we were using the school
it was a good tie-in.

Okay...

Hannah?
What are you thinking?

Well, I had that weird accident
and then Mr. Rutledge got so sick

he had to drop out
and now Coach Bishop. It's...

It's just not a good list
to be on, is it?

Do you think these things
are connected?

No... I don't know.

Then, I think we need to keep going.
I've got a fantastic mystery challenge.

It's really going to force
the contestants into conflict...

Okay, boys
bring it in for a sec.

Bring it in.

I just want to take a minute to tell
you guys how proud I am of you,

each and every one of you guys for
making the decision to play this week.

Yeah, that's it.

Good job. Lay-ups, okay?

How are they doing?

- All right. Still in shock, I think.
- Sure.

What are you doing here?
Are you investigating?

I kind of want to check out
the Coach's office.

- The cops already went through it.
- I'm sure they did.

Okay.

Hey guys! Let's do weight room!
Hustle up, let's run there.

Ten minutes, okay?
We never had this conversation.

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

You like the wife for this?

They were fighting, she was
at the scene, at the right time

and she lied about it.
If these are her shoe prints?

Yeah.

There were other prints there
besides Norman's, right?

- Yeah, they look like sneakers.
- Well, it was a track field.

No, no, just by the truck.
Preliminary says size 12.

I'm gonna get shoe sizes
on all the players.

You think a kid did this?

Look, I don't want to, but 10
minutes before Norman gets

to the equipment room...

Josh Reynolds. Second-string guard.

Angry guy.

Yeah, well... Carl Kimball
was the star of the team.

- Josh didn't get much playing time?
- No, Coach Bishop lived to win.

Right in, right in!

We got it! Okay, here, ball, ball.

Fast-break drill, right?
So, right through, don't stop.

Fast. And if he gets beat,
you come in and help him out.

Don't leave him there.
Okay, uh, three-on-three.

- Hey, Norman.
- Mike. How are you?

Good, good. The guys
are looking pretty good.

Ho-ho, there it is!
Atta boy, Reynolds!

- That's the back-up guard, right?
- Yeah, Josh Reynolds. He's great.

I heard the starter
is really something.

Carl Kimball,
he's the Eden Lake all-star.

- And Josh isn't as good?
- Yeah, Josh is good, he's...

Didn't have the advantages.

Kimball's had private
training all summer,

special diet since he was a kid.
Sounds like serious business.

Yeah, well, Big Ten schools
are all looking at him, scouting.

Doesn't give a kid like Reynolds
much of a shot, though, does it?

Nope.

Norman, did you see Josh
the night of the murder?

No, why?

'Cause he was here.

Security-camera footage showed
him leaving the equipment room

about 15 minutes
before you got there.

He smashed a display case
on his way out.

- Josh is a really good kid, Mike.
- I'll need a few minutes with him.

- Now? Today?
- Yeah.

No. He's a minor, he's not even 18 yet.
You can't question him

without his family here.

He could have seen something,
he could be a witness.

It doesn't sound like that's
where you're going with this.

- I'm just trying to clear the guy.
- I understand that.

Just do it with a parent there, okay?
Just call his mother, Mike.

Okay, wait, so you tossed
Coach Bishop's office?

- I didn't toss it.
- What were you thinking?

Well, sort of.

Oh, my gosh. Okay...

So cute when you're sleeping.

- Get over here and elevate your leg.
- I am! I have been. Sort of.

Anyway, thank you for coming
all this way.

I know it's sort of a pain.
Who's a little baby...

Stop it! This is what it's
like being a big sister.

I kind of like it, except for
the whole part where you're hurt.

Okay, continue your story.
You were tossing an office?

Right, so Michelle thought
that her husband was having an affair

and they fought about it
the night of the contest.

- So, do you think that's true?
- Here's what I know.

Hypothetically, if you found out
that Bill was stashing

some fancy suit at the station,
and you found a receipt

for an expensive dinner
and a hotel keycard in the pocket,

what would you think?

That I'm about to throw the rest
of his stuff out the window.

Right, it sounds like an affair.

But, see that's not Bill.
I wouldn't believe it.

- I would need to see proof.
- And how would you get proof?

- Hi, it's Michelle Bishop calling...
- Hi, my name is Michelle Bishop.

I'm calling for Mr. Walters...

- No, uh, he has my number.
- Okay, I'm sorry.

- Okay. I'm gonna try Griffin next.
- Oh, that was a bust.

Next guy on the list, Gordon Glossop,
"Internationally Renowned".

It says they're very discreet.
He must use aliases...

- Oh, hello. this is Michelle Bishop...
- Hi, this is Michelle Bishop.

I'd like to find out more
about the report

I asked you to do on my husband Len?

Yeah, I haven't received my report
on my husband, Len.

- I should have got it ages ago...
- No, I'll wait.

I... didn't get it.
Could I get you to...

- Have it sent to you!
- Resend it...

- P.O. Box!
- Maybe send it to my P.O. box.

What? No, I don't know
who could've signed for it, but...

Hello?

Okay. Michelle signed for it
at her house.

No, no, this is amazing.

She figured it out, then hung up, but
she did say she sent certified mail.

This is all we need to know
right now, that Michelle Bishop

hired a P.I., we know which one.
I am gonna text Mike.

Josh, we have footage of you at
the school the night of the murder.

Yeah, I did extra weights.
Drills.

Well, this right here...
does not look like a drill to me.

Josh...

I will pay for the damage.

- Where did you go after that?
- Home.

- Straight home?
- Yeah.

- And what time was that at?
- I don't remember.

- It was like 8:00, 8:30?
- Josh was home by 9:00.

You were there?

I thought you had questions for Josh
about what happened that night.

- What size sneaker do you wear?
- Don't answer that.

Are you charging
my son with a crime?

- No, I am not.
- Then we're leaving.

If you have any more questions,
we'll be back with a lawyer.

Mrs. Reynolds, I am trying
to rule Josh out, not in.

Do you know what my son's
been doing on weekends?

- No, Mom, Mom, don't...
- No, it's better that he knows.

- He drives to Marshall for a job.
- In Marshall?

They're not allowed to work during
the season. It was Coach's rule.

- May he go?
- Yes.

I'll see you after practice,
sweetheart.

He's a good kid, Detective. Turned
himself inside out for Coach Bishop.

Loved the guy. Still won't hear
a bad word about him.

- Have you? Heard a bad word?
- When I found out about Josh's job...

Last week, I wanted to throttle
the coach myself.

Josh doesn't need the money
to help me out.

He wanted to keep up with the other
kids, buy Coach a big present.

I mean, what kind of teacher
expects expensive presents?

Kid's not half as angry as the mom.

Do I need to check her alibi
as well?

"Meet me at Bihop's ASAP.
Michelle hired a PI."

Yeah, definitely.

I wasn't sure what you'd be
in the mood for.

- I brought you a variety.
- Thanks for coming by.

Not many people do, but that's
no surprise.

Listen, Michelle,
I know it's been rough.

I thought this was a friendly visit.

- Michelle, I am your friend.
- Really?

I am.

Hello.

Hello.
Hannah asked me to meet her here.

Michelle, we need to talk about
the fight that you had with Len.

I already told you.

I know that you thought Len
was having an affair.

We know you hired a private
investigator, a Mr. Glossop.

Okay. Yes, I did. Do you want
to know what he found?

That was what he found.

Clearly not a woman.
Business as usual.

But you said
"There was someone else."

This is what I meant.

Did you see your husband
after the contest?

- No, he stayed to work.
- You didn't go to his office?

I looked for him, but he wasn't there.
He was working,

that is whathe wanted,
so I came home.

Okay, is there anyone that
can confirm what time you got home?

Nobody else lives here.
I did stop for gas.

- Did you get a receipt?
- No, I didn't get one.

Actually, there is one more thing.

We couldn't find your husband's
phone on him or in the van.

He lost it the day before the contest.
He hadn't gotten a new one yet.

Am I under arrest?

No, you're not, but I will need
you to come to the station

to amend your statement.

I'll need a minute.

What about this guy,
you recognize him?

No. It's sort of hard to see.

Okay, I'll get you copies right away.
You're the reason we have them

and I really don't want to arrest you
for stealing evidence.

- Thanks.
- So, what's your take?

I think she's lying, but I don't
think that makes her a killer.

She's our top suspect.

Did you check out the contestants
of the Bake-off?

Have you?

Yes. I mean, three contest judges

have something weird happen
all within a few days?

I think that's weird, right?
I had this freak accident,

I almost get knocked out, Charles
Rutledge gets a mysterious illness,

he's out and then the coach
ends up dead?

Okay... but why?

If you rig the contest to win,
you get $25,000

and a pretty high-profile
cover story, that's motive.

So, what did your repair guy
say about the stairs?

He said that it's a miracle
those stairs didn't break on me

a long time ago. I know.

And there's a flu going around.
Rutledge probably caught the flu.

I say whoever came after the coach
was after the coach, not the contest.

Okay. Here we go. After you.

Hey, Mike... the report on
the truck, and the footprint casts.

What'd we get?

Those spike marks? A perfect
match for Michelle Bishop's heels.

Depth of the print consistent
with her height and weight.

She said she went looking
for Bishop that night.

Well, maybe she found him.

She also sent a P.I. to follow
Bishop in Minneapolis.

This is what they found,
check this out.

- Business dinner?
- No I.D. on that guy.

I'll take a crack at it.

Did the subpoena come
through on Bishop's bank statements?

- Yeah, should be in your inbox.
- Nice.

- Think it's a financial angle on it?
- We need to find out more on Bishop.

Mike! You need to see this.

We love your hunches.

I went back and looked again.
They're faint, that's why

I missed them at first. Petechial
hemorrhaging in the eyes.

How?

We found microscopic plastic
fibers on the body and the face.

- So... he was smothered with this?
- No.

It was wrapped around the bundle
of jerseys in the truck.

What is this?
The laundry wrap?

Was he moved?

No, it all happened in one spot.
He took a direct hit from the pickup,

but I believe he was still conscious.

The suffocation is
what caused the cardiac arrest.

So, the driver gets out of the car
and actually makes sure he's dead.

This was deliberate.

Look, just consider it, Clayton.
If the donation came from Hartland

in honor of Coach Bishop, and it was
designated to finding a new coach...

No, no, the school should decide
how the money is spent.

We have equipment
that will zoom in further, if you want.

No, thanks.

- That's Coach Bishop.
- Yeah.

Hannah, everyone knows you are
a better investigator

than half that sheriff's department.
I'd be more than happy to help out.

Thank you, but it's nothing.

Okay.

Do you want to go over the running
order for the finals?

- Sure. Perfect.
- Great.

- I think I left it in the booth.
- Oh, Mason, I forgot.

I baked these for you and Carl.

Thanks, but, um, he hasn't had sugar
since he was five. No offense,

I'm sure they're delicious.

None taken. I was just thinking
about Carl, and how hard

this must be for him,
losing his coach.

He survived losing his mom
and he'll handle this.

I'll make sure he's okay.
We're a team. Excuse me.

Did you get the school cafeteria
B-roll?

I was outside in the parking lot.
Everyone arriving.

Okay, make sure it's on the list.
We need it.

Hey, Mason, what's B-roll?

Oh, it's footage that the crew gets
that we use for bumpers

in and out of commercials
cut-away from the contest.

- I'm gonna grab the list, okay?
- Okay.

You'll see what I mean.
We got a little shadow, camera right.

Chris, what kinds of things
make for good B-roll?

Audience reactions, candid shots of
the contestants and judges, like that.

- And you keep all that footage?
- Yeah, we gotta.

- How about some Cocoa Snaps?
- Yeah!

- Please.
- Dig in.

Brand-new, made 'em this morning.

You're saying the killer got out
of the truck,

saw that the coach wasn't dead
and... Who would do that?

Yeah, this is next level.

I just can't believe someone capable
of that is just walking around.

- Yeah, we don't know.
- Mike, you need to be careful.

Did you just say that to me?

'Cause it sounded like you
told me to be careful.

I did. Because I know
I'm being careful.

- I can't go anywhere, on foot, anyway.
- Good, good.

- Who are you watching for?
- I'm looking for Michelle...

I'm looking for the man in Michelle's
photo. And Josh Reynolds,

the basketball player, one of the
basketball players and his mom.

Should I zoom in on that? Maybe I
should get a little close up of that.

Please don't, no, no.
That's not fair. Why...

That is fantastic.
That's a nice move.

Now, hold on.

Come on out on the sports field.
You cook in the basketball court...

All right, calm down.

That's Lowell Mantes, right?

Yeah, but it must've been after
he was eliminated. Looks furious.

You seem surprised?

I never thought he would behave
that way. He always seemed

so polite and neat, like he never
spilled flour in his life.

- How can we trust the man?
- True.

I want a copy of that. I need to talk
to that man. Here we go.

I'm just gonna lean
in a little bit more.

You're not even looking.

Sorry, I'm kind of getting
in the way here a little bit.

Is that the phone that Michelle
said Bishop lost the day before?

It is.

I need a copy of that, too.

Maybe the coach had two phones
or the killer just took his phone.

- But why would Michelle lie about it?
- Exactly. I mean, that's exactly why...

Mike?

I don't have any...

The brakes are out. The brakes...
I can't... I can't stop...

Mike, there's a car.

Okay. Okay...

Just brace yourself.

Okay...

Mike!

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

It's okay.

I'm not feeling light-headed
at all, actually.

They were gone, they were
completely and totally out.

Forensics got under there.
The brake lines were frayed.

They were frayed, not cut?

It's inconclusive.
Plenty of wear and tear.

What are you thinking? You think
this was deliberate?

I really am not one
for coincidences.

Hannah's not exactly the type to stay
on top of her car maintenance schedule.

I just don't think
any of this is necessary.

- I really feel fine.
- Don't listen to her.

Please take her to the hospital,
get her checked out.

- I'm fine.
- Take her in, please.

Hey, listen, why don't you let
the EMTs check you out.

I'm fine. I've just got
to clear my head.

I realize that I might be
overreacting here. Do me a favor

and look into this for me? I don't want
to make it an official investigation

if it really was just an accident.

Okay, I'll call Brummels, find out last
time Hannah had the brakes checked.

Great. Also make sure that Hannah
gets to a hospital? For me?

- We might as well pick some up.
- Yeah, that makes sense.

Cool, we'll just head
over after you're done.

Coach Bishop's wife, Michelle Bishop
out as a suspect?

We are still investigating
and there won't be any comment

until there's an arrest.

Mason! Hi!
I wasn't expecting you today.

- I hope we don't have a meeting.
- Is something wrong?

No, not at all. I just, I didn't see
you making any deliveries yesterday,

so I thought that you were...

Yeah, I'm not exactly ready
for deliveries yet.

- Are you here to buy something?
- Actually, I am.

Everyone loved the cookies you brought
to set, so I was gonna grab some more.

Yeah, you seem to be moving
around okay on your leg, right?

Yeah, I do okay.

Lisa will help you pick out
whatever cookies you like. All right?

Let's see...

Hey, Carl, what about you?

I did try a new experiment, it's orange
berry delight, and it's sweetened

only with all-natural fruit juice.

- That's okay, I just had breakfast.
- Your dad's really proud of you.

We're a team.

You're not gonna eat
any of this stuff, are you?

Hey, I didn't touch anything.

No? Well, your teammates will
be very disappointed to hear that.

- Hey, Norman.
- Hey, how are you?

- Good. Come on, son.
- See you.

- It's nice to see you here.
- I hope you say that in a minute.

- I need four dozen cookies by 2:00.
- Norman!

Come on!

- You can do it, can't you?
- You're lucky it's you.

"Sorry, can't do lunch today."

All right.

Haven't been able to verify
Ava Reynolds' alibi.

And Lowell Mantes has disappeared.
His landlady hasn't seen him

since the night he was eliminated
from the contest.

We need to get that out on
the radio. We gotta find this guy.

What's this?

I've been going through the last
three years of Bishop's financials.

This is his joint checking account
with his wife.

Everything is pretty straightforward.
He gets paid, he deposits it,

he pays his bills, and there's
a little bit left over.

- So a normal life, right?
- Right, except until...

Right there.

Yeah, he's over his credit limit,
okay, but he settles it right here.

No, but that's a different
account number,

a different routing number
than his regular bank.

So, I was like, "What's up?"
and I traced it.

A small Minneapolis local bank.

The account was opened with
a $25,000 cashier's check.

Sole signer, Leonard Bishop.

25K that didn't come out
of any of his other accounts.

No, exactly and look at that.

$80,000.

That is not your average high
school teacher's banking practice.

Mr. Rutledge, did any of
the contestants approach you,

try to contact you off camera?

Oh, not a one.
They knew the rules.

- Sure.
- Charles, it's time for your pills.

For your flu?

No, blood pressure
and cholesterol.

I'm not sure how much good they
do, as sick as he's been.

That's for sure.

Are those pills sticky?

Yes, isn't it ridiculous? Must
be the humidity in the bathroom.

- They've been like this all week.
- Do you mind if I just...

Sure.

What?

You don't by chance have any of the
original pills left from the bottle?

- Yes, of course.
- Why?

- I'm sure it's nothing. I just...
- Here.

- What?
- Is there a problem?

- These aren't the same.
- What's going on?

You're not going to believe
what I found, Mike.

Someone's been tampering with
Mr. Rutledge's medicine.

The pill casings aren't the same
as the originals in his bottle.

I'll send Peterson over right
away to pick it up. Just stay put.

Okay, great. I'll be here.

The prescriptions come right
from my doctor...

How long do you think it'll take
the lab to get results on these?

They'll put a rush on it,
but I can't say.

- Would you like some coffee?
- I'd love some.

- Cream and sugar?
- Yes, please.

How about a muffin?

- Hey!
- Hey. Nice rental.

Just the person I was looking for.

- You didn't have to make a delivery.
- Well, I wanted to.

- Besides, I need a favor, too.
- What's up?

I need someone who is discreet,
has access to a lab

and happens to have a working
knowledge of chemistry.

Who's your wingman?

Honey, you sound so wonderful.

Your left side is definitely
your best side,

so if you could just angle...

Hannah?

What is all that paperwork?

The applications and background
checks on all the contestants.

- Look, can we focus, please?
- What?

Here.

What... what is all this?

- Wardrobe options from Claire's.
- The station provides all the wardrobe.

Don't hold your breath. Dee buys
all her own clothes for a reason.

It's Norman!

Come here, kitty.

Hey.

Great.

Okay. Sounds good.

I'm so glad you two
are still keeping in touch.

He's such a wonderful man.

Yes, he is.

His mother says
that he's dating. Quite a bit.

Yes, I have heard that.
So, I have to run, Mother.

Or... hobble.

Check your texts!

Although this
one would look good on me.

- Emetine?
- Yeah.

And cephaeline and
another alkaloid, probably psychotrine.

Can you just give me
the Twitter version?

Yeah, they're all alkaloids
that are found in Ipecac rhizomes

and Ipecac induces vomiting.

- Okay, so where do you get that?
- Well, you can't.

It hasn't been in production
for years now. Someone would have

to know how to make it.

Then they would have to know
how to inject it into a capsule

and then rebond the surface

so that it only
has one tiny little sticky spot?

Yeah. I mean, these people may
know how to make maple syrup,

but it's a little more complex.

I've been going over their backgrounds
and their applications.

They all are who they say they are.

So, what about the judges?

To fix this thing,
they'd have

to work it from both ends,
right? Start at the...

- Right. Backwards.
- Right?

'Cause if you don't have
the judge in on it,

then what would even be the point?

But Mason didn't go in order
of this list.

He skipped to the end
when he picked Coach Bishop.

So, even if you had this list you
wouldn't know which judge is next.

But who would have been next
on the list after Mr. Rutledge?

Gino Paliatti.

I can't explain it better,
it's just that his...

Oh, thank you. His texts are short
and he only talks about work

and we literally haven't even been
alone together since several nights ago,

I think he's backing off.

Okay, or he's a guy, and he has
absolutely no clue how it comes across.

- Just ask him out.
- What?

It's the 21st Century. You've been
dating, it's not gonna be

a big surprise.
Just ask him out.

I guess so.

Mike!

Hey. I got the lab to put a rush
on analyzing those capsules

and we're looking for Lowell Mantes,
who's... she has not been home

since after the contest.

Okay. Well, thanks for checking.

And the gas station by the by-pass
has got security footage

that puts Michelle there
at the time of the murder.

Oh, great.

I have a new theory
on the case, and I was wondering

if you wanted to go with me
to interview this chef

and then we could grab a bite after?

I'm sorry, I got a meeting set up and
I just have to stay focused right now.

Okay.

Mike!

Don't forget your cookies.

Thank you.

Get the risotto out now. If it sits
there for two minutes, it's ruined!

You gotta go slow, slow, slow
and then it's ready, boom.

That's why you have
the best risotto in town.

Grazie, bella.

Okay, so these chefs...
Here you go. Enjoy the pizza.

Do you think I'm in danger?

Well, I just want to be careful.

Listen, Gino, wait. Do you have
any connection to any of them?

I need a bottle of Pinot Noir
for table number four.

Mrs. Houser comes in a couple
times a month.

She wants cheese on a shrimp,
scampi.

Brutta figura.
I never say a word.

I don't know this Jeff kid.

This is my favorite Pinot Noir.
Enjoy the wine.

And Lowell used to work for me
a few years ago,

but I haven't seen him since.

Lowell used to work here?
He didn't put that on his resume.

It's probably too traditional
for him to claim.

How are you? I'm so sorry
to keep you waiting.

Mario at the end of the bar,
he will help you.

What do you mean, "traditional"?

He was into that molecular gastronomy
craze. "A food revolution."

I can see why
that didn't fit in here.

How are you gonna keep a place open
with that nonsense...

What am I gonna do with liquid
nitrogen? Who wants to eat

freeze-dried pasta?
We're not astronauts.

I told him he was talented, but if
he could just be happy cooking food

a person wanted to eat, he should
give me a call. I like the guy,

but he's a little bit crazy.
There you go. Please, enjoy.

Gino, do you think that Lowell
knew some chemistry?

He had more chemical formulas
than he had recipes.

So go be a scientist then.

- Cooking is an art. You know this.
- I do.

- Grazie.
- Ciao, bella.

Norman, if you get this message,
please meet me at 68 Swall Street

as soon as possible, and you might
need to wear sloppy clothes. Okay?

Oh, sorry.

Mike!

Hi.

- You look good.
- It's good to see you.

Thanks for coming
on such short notice.

Oh, you're welcome.

It's nice seeing you.
My parents say hello.

Oh, nice. Yeah, I owe them
a call, actually. I just...

I sometimes wonder if it makes
it worse for them to hear from me.

Sometimes, I wonder if we're
the only ones who understand.

We all lost Lydia.

I sort of thought I was better.

You are. I can see it.

It's not gone, it's just kind
of settled. The grief has...

I don't know,
it's kind of found its place.

Well, it's been three years, so...

What's wrong?

Lydia...

She just...

she just ran out to the store
to pick up something

that she forgot at the market.

She left her glass right there
on the counter, her club soda.

She was coming right back.

And, uh...

I could still smell her perfume
in the room when the phone rang.

It was just minutes.

That's how it happens, and you're
joking, and you're laughing

and everything is great
and then out of nowhere...

they're gone.

Are we still taking about Lydia?

If you've found someone,
we'll be happy for you.

My sister would be happy for you.

I know that.

Tell me.

Well...

I mean, she's amazing.
She's funny and she's smart,

and she's strong, and she's beautiful
and she's stubborn.

She won't let anything go, and I...

I thought that if I keep her close,
I keep her safe, but I can't.

I can't, even if I'm right there
with her. I can't watch her

every minute of every day. I don't
know if I can take the chance.

Better question...

What would you look like if you
never took the chance again?

What would your life
look like then?

This is Lowell Mantes' recorded
voice, which means

you sadly have missed Lowell...

- Norman! Come on!
- His voicemail keeps picking up.

Yeah, I mean, supposedly,
Lowell hasn't been seen

in a couple days, since he got
eliminated, so...

- You were checking apartment six?
- Yeah, no answer.

Let's do it.

We'll look for mail, or something
that might have an address on it?

- Okay. Or we could look for dough.
- What, money?

No, like, cookie dough,
pie crust dough...

Sometimes, doughs are so dense, you
don't wanna put 'em down the disposal.

Okay.

Norman, you are the best.

Thank you.

Why are you here?

Well, you're never dull.

And I figure, if Mike messes up
I'll position myself nicely.

Please, I have seen the women
buzzing around you lately.

Well, there you go. Don't
take too long, or...

Oh, hold on, now.

This looks like dough, right?

Oh, yeah! What's in that one?

A spinach cookie?

You do get points for creativity.
What else has he got in here?

Do you think maybe he cooked
it up? He... What's that?

Norman, do you think that's it?

I got a picture of it.

Cephaelis ipecacuanha. That's
the plant source for Ipecac.

I lost a contest and took a trip.
I went camping.

Since when is that a crime?
What is this about?

You'll wanna save this for your lawyer.
Have a seat. Be back in a minute.

Is this about the contest?
Because I can explain...

Lowell Mantes surfaced
at a rest stop on Highway 18.

I think you're gonna want
to get this checked out.

I bet it proves that he tampered
with my basement stairs.

I needed the money, the exposure.

I needed Gino Paliatti
on that judges' panel.

He was next on the judge's list
and he would've taken care of me.

I just needed one judge to drop out
and I was a lock for the win.

You went after Hannah Swenson.
You scored her basement stairs.

Maybe I do need a lawyer.

And when that didn't work, you made
Rutledge sick with this emetic stuff,

but the problem was is they put
Coach Bishop in there instead

and he eliminated you,
so you went after him...

What are you talking about?
You think I killed Bishop?

I'm not crazy and I'm definitely
not a murderer.

What did you think would happen when
you cut the brakes on Hannah's car?

Hannah's car? I don't know
what you're talking about.

You said you wanted a lawyer?
Make the call.

No, I'm serious, I don't know
anything about cars.

I know chemistry
and I knew the wasn't fatal!

What do you think?

I think the guy is definitely
out there. I think he hurt Hannah

and he poisoned Rutledge.

But?

But he seemed genuinely surprised
when I brought up Bishop.

Which means the killer
might still be out there.

I might have an alibi for Lowell.

We need to verify it.
Where are we with Ava and Josh?

They're coming in again today,
with a lawyer.

Check this out.

I got an I.D. on our mystery man.

Peter Roscoe. Big-time sports agent
known for spotting young talent.

- He reps coaches, too.
- So Bishop was looking for an agent?

No, he wouldn't get a guy like this,
not with his resume.

But if this Roscoe was going
after a player at Eden Lake High,

then he would wine and dine the coach
to get at the player, right?

Agents, they lock
these kids down so early.

What about money at this stage in the
game? Any money changing hands?

Not legally. If Roscoe greased
any palms, and they got caught,

the coach would lose his job. If the
player saw any of the money,

he'd get banned from NCAA ball.

Okay, I'm going through
the coach's computer again.

- We need Bishop's phone.
- It's in landfill.

We've got to go through it all again
and hope something jumps out at us.

All right.

This is how departments
should be run.

You sure you don't want
to be Sheriff full time?

- Hi.
- Hey.

We got Lowell on the poisoning and
he pretty much confessed to messing

with your basement stair.

I don't know about him
for the murder, though.

He's got an alibi, and we're checking
it out, but I'd really love

to see you tonight.
There's a lot...

I have the contest finals
in a little bit.

Hello, honey! I have narrowed it
down to four dresses...

which you must try on
right now, Hannah.

My mother just got here as you
can hear. I'll talk to you later.

- Fashion is my thing.
- Mother, listen to me.

I thought we agreed to meet
at the event and we would go...

Are you text-flirting
with the stage manager at...

Excuse me. Yes, your mother dates,
Hannah, and... he's so sweet.

What?

Hannah, I know that look,
you are having an "Ah-hah" moment.

Mother, I have to go. There's
something I have to do.

- And you are the best. Thank you.
- Hannah!

- I love you. I'll see you later.
- Fashion can't be rushed, Hannah.

Please don't lie to me, you went
to Len's office to get his phone.

He lost it days
before he was killed.

I saw footage of him holding
his phone the night he was killed.

Okay. I found it
in his office that night

before he was killed. Hannah,
I wanted to turn it in, honest.

First, I was afraid the detectives
would think that I killed him

and then I was afraid that
they'd wonder why I kept it.

Did you find
what you were looking for?

"K.F." The Minneapolis number.

- Kaitlin Farley, Len's girlfriend.
- You called her?

She was wondering why she hadn't
heard from him for a few days.

- Michelle, I'm so sorry.
- So I hired a sleazy P.I.

Anyway, I just, I didn't want the
whole world to find out about it.

I didn't want to give people
another reason to stare.

- Hey, who is, um, "Boomer56"?
- What does it say?

It says, "Great game. Defense
in second half was genius."

Sounds like a fan. The alumni
and the parents were always

sucking up to him.

Earlier, it talks about
a wire transfer? "A.S.A.P."

"Need one more day."

I don't know.
Maybe a banker who's a fan?

Once she was cleared as a suspect,
she didn't realize it was important.

Now it really could be.

You should check out the text
from Boomer56.

It talks about wire transfers
and needing more time.

That's it, that's exactly
what we've been looking for.

- That could be the break in the case.
- I hope so.

Hannah, I'm just really happy that
you wanted to see me, 'cause I...

There's so much...

I really only have a few minutes
and I have to go back in, so...

Okay, I just wanna... I just feel
like I owe you an explanation

for how things have been.
I care about you so much, and...

- You're just such an amazing woman.
- But... It's okay.

I get it, and you don't owe me
an explanation, Mike.

No, no. You don't get it,
you definitely don't,

because I am crazy
about you, Hannah, and...

It drove me nuts the other day
when you could've died

in that accident, and I couldn't do
anything to stop it

and it really freaked me out.
I'm sorry that I got all weird on you...

- I don't want that.
- What do you want?

- I want us. I want you and me...
- Hannah! We need you.

I want you and me.
And this is not at all the way

I sort of pictured this happening,
but I saw that look on your face

the other day, and I couldn't stand it.
It looked like you were gone,

and out, and I would understand,
if you were, but I don't wanna lose you

because I didn't speak up, so I'm
speaking up, and I'm telling you

that I want us.
I want us to have a real chance.

- Hannah, we're at places.
- Well, just say something.

Sorry. They need you now, Hannah.

What? I have to...
I have to go.

Copy that.
The audience is already loaded in,

so you'll have to go around
to the back.

There you are! We're not gonna
have time to get you tszujed now.

- Is Mike coming?
- No, he had to work.

He's probably making up
for last night. His sister-in-law

was down from Minneapolis, so Bill
had to cover him for dinner...

You look great,
I will see you in there.

25 seconds. Copy that.

She's right here.
We'll be there in a minute.

20 seconds! Hurry!

Coming.

We are traveling.
I got her. We're in. 15 seconds.

- Hurry up. What are you doing?
- And we're going to air.

- Hustle to places, everyone.
- Okay. Let me fix your collar.

- She's fine.
- Stand up. Posture.

We're at 10 seconds, everyone.

Energy, too. You look so pretty.
I'm so proud of you.

- Dee, throwing to Hannah in 5, 4...
- Smile!

- Three, two...
- Just smile!

And now Hannah Swenson will
introduce tonight's challenge.

Forensics traced the IP on "Boomer56."
It's Mason Kimball.

Wait, wait, wait, what?

No, no, that makes perfect sense.
His son's the star of the team.

Well, he's heavily scouted, sure,
but these texts make it look

like Mason's paying off the coach.

Or trying to, and Bishop's putting
the squeeze on him.

Norman told me that Mason's son's got
expensive training, special food...

Right, so maybe Mason's getting
the payoffs, using the money

on his kid, the coach finds out
he wants a cut, right?

Remember Ava Reynolds said that
Coach Bishop had very,

very expensive taste.
He was very greedy.

- Bishop puts the squeeze on Mason.
- Yeah, but how?

If Carl got turned in to the NCAA,
he'd be banned.

And if Mason doesn't pay up,
then all the work that he's done

for his son's career
is completely meaningless.

We need to get Mason Kimball
in here right now.

Good work.

The contestants are facing
a daunting challenge.

Let's check in with Lorraine Houser.
Tell me about the sponge cake.

Busted.

- Is that your detective boyfriend?
- No.

Just texting with my mother.

We're checking in with our chefs
in 10 seconds. Mr. Kimball?

- Hannah, you ready?
- Yeah.

In five, four, three, two...

It's time to check in
with our chefs, but...

I think we should turn the cameras
on Mason Kimball.

Everybody, this is
the station manager of WKNW.

He's right there, yeah.
There he is.

It's actually thanks to him
that we even have a show...

Everybody give him a round
of applause. WKNW's very...

- Mason!
- Hannah!

- Mason?
- Hannah!

- Mother, I have to...!
- Hannah!

Let's check in with our chefs.
Jeff, how is it going over here?

Well, uh, my souffle is set, but
my ganache is giving me the fits, so...

I can get everything done as long
as nothing is wrong.

- Mrs. Houser, how's it going?
- No drama.

Pardon me?

I'm just about to take my souffle
out of the oven. Step back!

Message from Hannah.
Boomer56 is Mason.

Carl!

- Mason, stop!
- Stay away from me!

Carl...

Get back!

Carl!

Hannah!

Hannah Joanne!

- Where's Hannah?
- We don't know.

She introduced Mason Kimball
and then they both just took off,

and we're right in the middle
of taping the show!

Hannah!

Norman, everybody's got to get back
inside the studio, okay?

All of you back inside the studio.
Officer's on the way. Get inside there.

Everyone, back into the studio,
please, please.

Mason...

Get away from me!

Mike, stop!
Stop.

- He's not trying to kill us.
- What?

Look where he shot.

Mason!

You are completely surrounded,
there's no way out!

There's one way.

Where does that lead?

Back stairs.

You shouldn't be here!

Mason, I saw you with Carl

when you brought him
into the Cookie Jar.

It was the day after
my brakes failed.

Hi. I wasn't expecting you today
I hope we don't have a meeting.

I offered him a cookie that was
just sweetened with fruit juice

and he turned me down.

I asked him if it was too much,
all the diets, and the training.

Carl got the biggest
smile on his face.

He said it was all worth it.

"My dad and I are team."

That's what he said.

He's an incredible athlete.

Mason, you've done
an amazing job.

- You should be so proud of him.
- No. No, he's a natural.

You did it!
Carl, you were amazing!

Dad, I can't believe it!
I told you we were going to win.

I am so proud of you.

You nurtured him,
you helped him.

The money was for Carl.
It's for his training.

I'd already mortgaged everything
I had to pay for it, and borrowed...

And then there was some trouble,
but you found a way to pay them back.

No!

- Don't move!
- Okay.

I was in the clear.
And I had it all worked out,

but then Bishop shows up
with his hand out.

I just met with Peter Roscoe.

- I can explain...
- I think it's been explained.

- What do you want?
- I had no choice.

Why don't you tell me what happened
that night when Coach Bishop died?

Five minutes. He gave me 5 minutes
to save my son's future.

How was I supposed to stop him
from making that phone call?

I begged him
for a little more time.

All I'm asking for is
a little more time, man!

There is no more time.
Tomorrow in my account

or I pick up that phone.

What about my kid, man?
What about Carl?

That's on you, Mason.

Don't you touch me!

He wouldn't listen.
He didn't care about Carl.

He only cared about the money.
I couldn't let him rob my boy

of his brilliant future.

But he said he was going to turn
Carl in to the NCAA on Monday

unless he got another 30 grand.

- Carl didn't know, did he?
- He doesn't know.

How do you destroy a great kid
for something he had no part of?

Bishop didn't care.
He started to walk away.

I couldn't let him.

I'm so sorry. I'm not... this man.
I've done some terrible things.

Terrible things.

I didn't know what else to do.

I'd do anything for Carl.

I want you to tell Carl
that I'm very proud of him.

- Mason...
- He's the best son...

A father could have.

Mason, don't do that.
Mason, stop!

Let me die.

Dad!

What's going on?
Where are they doing?

Stay away, son. Stay as far away
from this as you can.

No, this is wrong.

Get me out of here.

Dad... Dad!

Okay, take a step back.

What is he doing?
Where are they taking him?

It's going to be okay.

We don't like to think about how
your whole life can be turned

upside down in just one minute.

Come on, son.

But sometimes that's a minute
to dare.

Mike, I know, it was a stupid
thing to do, but once I realized

that he had a gun, I was super careful
and I wasn't running after him...

You can't run.

Well, and I wouldn't have anyway
probably, but I just was trying

to make sure I kept an eye on him...

Hannah... I get it.

When did I have you? At the part
where I was super careful?

The day I met you.

And I wouldn't change
a single thing about you, not one.

- So, what do you say?
- Yes.

Yes to us? Yes to a chance?

It's always a chance, isn't it?

I'll take it.

Me too.

When you get the chance,
take it. Take that leap of faith.

You might love where you land.

Two Months Later

Almost ready. Big surprise! I made
a special menu for the big party.

- You're the best.
- Thank you, Gino!

Happy?

Well, it's weird, isn't it?
To have a party and I'm not cooking?

It's a little bit weird,

but you can't cook
for your own engagement party.

And didn't you make all those desserts
I saw on the kitchen counter at home?

Yes.

So? Happy?

Very.

Really? Right now?

Kingston.

When?

I need you to shut down the street.
I need a bus, a CS team. On my way.

- You ready?
- Let's do this.

You do realize that we'll be late
for our own engagement party.

Everybody knows us by now.
They won't go hungry... I baked.

Just like a great cookie recipe,
true love delivers every time.

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