All language subtitles for El inspector gourmet 2_track4_eng

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Hey, Henry.

Hey.

The hershey people emailed.

I just forwarded it to you.

What's going on in here?

A minor panic

over this dish
for the conference.

Well, it smells great.

Don't worry,

you always freak out
before these things,

and end up making
something amazing.

Ah...

Can I have some,
I skipped breakfast.

Yes, you can,
but do me a favor, okay?

Don't skip breakfast.

You always get hangry
with the clients.

"Hangry?"

Hungry plus angry
equals "hangry."

Oh, speaking of clients,

I got a weird call
for you today.

From a Kathleen Evans?

She says she's
a journalist,

she met you
at a party.

She's desperate
to talk with you.

She said it was quite urgent.

They always say that.

No, it sounded serious.

She was just
confirming

that she'd see you
at the event this weekend.

Hmm. Did she leave a number?

No, she wants to
talk to you in person.

Does she sound cute?

You know, Lucy,

most people would kill
to come with me

this weekend.

Obviously, I'd tag along
if I could,

but I'm going to be

the only single girl
at a bridal shower.

Oh, wow.

Isn't it gorgeous?

I can deliver it to the station
for you if you want.

No, no.

I've got it.

Yeah. Thought
you might say that.

The cross-checks
on the St. Vincent case.

Thank you.

Price, you all right?

You're looking kind of pale.

I'm fine.

I'm just a little tired.

All right.

There you are, price.

I need to have
a word with you.

I just got off
the phone with hr,

who are all over me

because apparently you have
six weeks of vacation time

you haven't used up yet.

I, uh...

You've also racked up
too much overtime,

and you haven't used
your rollover days,

which the union
is on my back about.

I need you to take a vacation.

Well, I can't take one now,
I've got cases.

Well, the boys can take over.

- Done.
- No, no, no...

Munro?

Let go.

Where's the birthday girl?

Henry?
What are you doing here?

There she is.

What are you up to?

Oh, just bringing you

a triple chocolate cake
from portolla's

on your special day.

That's my favorite place.

How did you
know that?

I listen.

It's your birthday?

Happy birthday!

I got you a little, uh,
you know, uh...

Yeah, something
in the car...

Yeah...

- A card.
- Uh, flowers! Flowers...

Chocolate.
Yeah, you'll love it.

Nice to see you again, Maggie.

Yeah, hi.

So, if
we didn't know,

how did you know?

We're Facebook friends.

You should
try it sometime.

- Facebook?
- Friends.

All right, guys,
I'll get some plates.

So what's new in
the gourmet world?

Where are you
jetting off to this week?

Well, this weekend,
I'm staying local, actually.

I'm attending
a gourmet conference

at the larkspur pines resort.

Fancy.

Man, I picked
the wrong job.

You know what,

I have a second suite paid for
and sitting empty all weekend.

My assistant
had to cancel on me.

You're welcome to it.

Tempting,

but I work all weekend.

That's too bad.

We have top chefs
coming in

from all over
the country,

serving incredible
food and wine.

There's a free spa package.

You're making it worse.

Well, that's perfect

because price is taking

some forced r&r.

Wait, what?

As of 6:00 tonight,

you are on vacation,

whether you
like it or not.

Now, if you want
to stay home

and watch paint dry,
that's up to you,

but only a crazy person

turns down
a free vacation.

That is a great idea.

I'm not going away with you.

Away with me?

No, we'd be going
in tandem, not together.

I'm going to be working
the whole event,

so you'd hardly
even see me.

A selling point for sure.

Thank you,

but no thank you.

Why?

What are you afraid of?

Being surrounded

by a hotel full of
pretentious foodies

tops the list.

Ah.

Okay, I get it.

What do you get?

It's not your thing.

You'd be
uncomfortable.

You don't think
I could fit in?

No, I'm sure you could,
it's just not your scene.

How do you know
what my scene is?

For the record,
I fit in everywhere.

Sure.

You just can't relax enough
to actually enjoy it.

That is so true.

That is so not true.

What about the holiday
office party, hmm?

We do karaoke.

My cyndi lauper
blew the roof off.

Look, I know

you like to think of me

as boring, old uptight Maggie,

but you have never spent
any downtime with me.

Great, come with me.
Let your hair down.

Fine, I will.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Great!
That's settled.

What, did you go home for these?

I'll pick you up tomorrow.

Perfect.

There you go.

Thank you.

Mom, this shirt
is tragic.

When did you become
the fashion police?

When you started
committing fashion crimes.

See?

I don't have anything to wear.

I shouldn't even go.

Of course
you're going.

Please go, mom.

Why are you so happy
to see me leave?

Ah, when mom's away,
all the rules go out the window?

We're spending
all day tomorrow

at the boardwalk.

First, we're going
on the giant Dipper,

then the undertow...

Then the fireball,
then the cliff hanger...

And then we're gonna
go see a double feature.

And get popcorn
with extra butter.

And sour patch kids
for dessert.

Wow, you guys
have it all worked out, huh?

Yes, we do,

so there's no point
in arguing.

Get packing.

Say hi
to Henry for us.

I'm going to miss you guys.

So, what is this weekend
about exactly, anyway?

Oh, it's just
a gathering of chefs

from around the country,

all trying
to outdo one another

while acting very nonchalant
about the whole thing.

So, are you nervous?

Me?

No. No...

No?

I mean, you must be feeling
the pressure a little bit.

No. No pressure.

I'm just going to
enjoy the weekend.

That's all.

Hmm.

Well, then,
that makes two of us.

I already booked a massage
for when we first arrive.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Way to embrace the experience.

Thank you.

I'm just sorry

there's no karaoke.

Cyndi lauper?

I would literally
pay to see that.

Because you assume
I'm terrible.

No, no,
not at all.

You'd never do
anything in public

if you weren't great at it.

Oh, come on,
that was a compliment.

Wrapped up
in a put down.

My ex-husband used to do that.

It was really annoying.

All I'm saying
is that I'm glad

you haven't completely shut
the door to having fun in life...

You literally
just did it again!

You make me sound

like I am a total drudge.

When, in fact,
I am a fun person.

Okay.

A really fun person.

- Great. I believe you.
- Good.

Of course, if that were true,

you wouldn't be
quite so defensive.

You know you have
a ridiculously clean car.

Thank you.

That wasn't
a compliment.

Not bad.

I told you.

By the way, I gave you
the presidential suite.

I'm taking Lucy's room.

You're welcome.

Henry...

Henry Ross?

I'm Evelynn de witt.

Of course.

Nice to meet you finally
in person.

Hi. Detective price.

Uh, Maggie price.

Off duty
and ready to relax.

Well, you've come
to the right place.

The bellman will take your bags.

If you'll
follow me, please.

All right.

I'm sorry, I was
under the impression

that you were bringing
your assistant.

I booked
two separate suites.

Yeah. Oh.

Oh, no,
we're not...

No, no, no.

No, no,
we work together.

No, we don't.

Well, sometimes, we do.

One time we did,

and not by choice.

Okay, well,

the welcome reception
is at 6:00.

I hope you can both join us.

Oh, and, just a little fyi,

Danielle stark
will be joining us

at the conference this weekend.

Wait,
the Danielle stark?

She's preparing to play a chef
in her next movie.

Well, look, I mean,
if she would like some tips,

I would be
more than happy

to show her a couple of things.

Mm-hmm.

Just...

Shall I show you upstairs?

Actually, I'd like to first
check on my food deliveries,

make sure that
everything has arrived

for my presentation
tomorrow morning.

Of course.

Would you like
to see the kitchen?

Uh...

I'd love to,

but, um, I actually have
a massage booked,

and a presidential suite
to settle into.

Hmm.

I gave her my room.

Smart move.

No, honestly,
it's not like that.

I'm really not trying to...

Wow.

This I could get used to.

Yeah.

So, you're sure...

Yes, the rest
of your ingredients

will arrive this afternoon,
I promise.

We have
more deliveries coming.

Lucas, look who I have.

Oh...

Henry Ross!

The gourmet
detective himself,

great to finally
meet you.

It's a pleasure.

Gretchen,
get over here.

Oh.

Gretchen is
my sous-chef

and my wife.

Hi. It's nice
to meet you.

Nice meeting you.

Lucas, I have read
all of your reviews.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

So, where did you study?

I don't really believe
in culinary schools.

I learned everything
I needed to know

from mentors in real kitchens,
in the real world.

I hear you,
I came up exactly the same way.

How did you end up here?

That was all me.

I stole him away from
a wealthy family

in Colorado.

They used to throw
these huge fundraisers,

which is a great training ground

for working here.

We're very lucky
to have them.

Well, the reception
starts

in about an hour,

and I still have
some preparations to make.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course.

Henry, I'm sure
we'll have a chance

to catch up over the weekend,
but I gotta...

Yeah, yup, go.

Hey! Who's watching this?

How hard it is to keep
stirring a pot?

Just like this...

Pick it up, please.

So... a private chef.

Sounds like a dream job.

It was.

Must be a big change

coming to a busy place like this
from a private home.

Ashford was much quieter.

Everything now is...

Busy,

as you can see.

If you'll excuse me,
I need to get back to work.

Of course.

Oh, wow, these are
some tight shoulders.

How long has it been
since your last massage?

Um...

I think my daughter was six?

So, I've got my work
cut out for me.

Definitely.

Well, feel free to dig in.

I'm spending the weekend
with someone

who drives me completely crazy.

Sounds like
there's a story there.

Oh, no. No story.

He's just a friend.

Sort of.

I mean, don't get me wrong,

he did give up
the presidential suite for me,

which was
a bit surprising,

but most of the time,

he's just quite opinionated
and a total snob.

And he's one of those people

who thinks
they have your number,

when really
they do not know you at all,

and you just want to, like...

Sorry.

Put me on a massage table,

and, apparently,
I start over-sharing.

Oh, don't
worry about it.

You'd be amazed what people
tell me in this room.

I'm sure.

Your friend
is attracting

a lot of attention.

Better get in line.

Next time
you're in New York,

you give me a call,

and I'll get you into
any show you want to see.

Well, I might just take
you up on that.

Here's Henry.

Why are you standing
there empty-handed?

- Thank you, Lucas.
- My pleasure.

Do you know Maggie price?

Oh, Maggie and I go way back.

High school
sweethearts, in fact.

Really?

He's joking.

Do you all
know each other?

Henry,
Michael castellano.

- Michael.
- Pleasure.

He owns two restaurants
in New York.

- And this is...
- Eric helberg.

You know, I keep reading
about your new restaurant.

I have to confess, though,

I haven't been over
to marin county yet

to see it myself.

I would be honored
if you dropped by,

to be honest,

I'm actually
a pretty big fan of yours.

Ah.

Yeah, I've been reading
the gourmet detective blog

since college.

Wow. I don't feel old at all.

Eric was just
inviting me

over to his restaurant,

and promised me
the chef's table

in his kitchen.

Well, aren't you
the belle of the ball?

I'm just keeping
the door open to fun.

Didn't take you long, did it?

Michael, come
over with me, please,

I'd love to introduce you
to a friend of mine.

Maggie, can I get
you another drink?

Well, that would be
lovely, thank you.

There she is.

Danielle stark.

Oh, good.

Henry was wanting to
give her some cooking tips.

Here's your chance.

Why don't you go
introduce yourself?

Oh, well, um...

She, uh...

You know,
she looks a little busy.

I think I'll wait a bit.

Are you nervous?

What?

You are.

No.

You're too nervous

to go and introduce yourself

to a movie star,
aren't you?

That's too bad.

I thought you were going
to show her your moves.

I meant show her
some cooking tips.

Of course.

Hi.

Here you are.

Hi.

This is Kathleen Evans,

she is writing
a profile on me

for "modern trends magazine."

Kathleen,

this is Henry Ross.

I believe
we've met,

right?

That's right, yeah.

Kathleen,
this is Maggie price.

- Hi.
- Nice meeting you.

You too.

Mm! Have you
tried these?

Oh. No, I haven't...

Uh, my assistant said

that you wanted to
talk to me about something?

Yes, but, um,
I can't talk here.

Can I call you later,

and we can set up
a time to meet?

Yeah, of course.

- Perfect.
- You!

Danielle...

You have a lot of nerve
showing up here.

Well, I didn't know
you'd be here.

Why don't we go
talk outside?

Oh, now you want to
be discreet?

That's pretty funny.

Come on, Danielle,
we don't want to cause a scene.

Do you know what
that little video

and your article
cost me?

The studio took away
my three-picture deal,

and no one would hire me
for three years

because of you.

You ruined me.

So, one of us
is leaving this hotel,

and it's not gonna be me.

Danielle,
let's go outside

for some air, all right?

How dare you show your face

anywhere near my client
after everything you did.

You're lucky
we didn't sue you.

I didn't make her
behave that way.

No, you just taped it
and put it online.

You need to pack
your bags and leave.

Hey, man, why don't
you calm down? Hey...

Eric, it's fine.

I'm not going anywhere.

Well, we'll see about that.

Who was that guy?

Danielle's manager,
John Harper.

He's a little
over-protective.

Journalists aren't always

the most popular people
in the room.

If you'll excuse me.

As fun as this is,

I have a date with a hot bath
and a good book,

so good night.

Good night.

Awkward.

I can't believe
it's only 8:00.

I guess that massage
really knocked me out.

Turns out relaxation
is exhausting.

Ah...

Well, I guess
this is good night.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

Okay.

So, just
tell me, though,

is the suite amazing?

Incredible.

Yeah. I knew it would be.

Well, I'm just
going to be down the hall,

in my very un-presidential suite

if you need me.

Good to know.

Yup.

Good night.

Hey, Henry.

Hmm?

Thank you.

For the room.

You're welcome.

Oh, my god.

Maggie!

Maggie!

What?

There's a woman in
the mineral baths, face down.

- What?
- Please, come on!

Okay, hold on.

She was right here.

I'm telling you.

That you saw a woman
relaxing in a hot tub?

No, Maggie,
I'm telling you,

there was a woman floating
face down, right here.

Well, you were
pretty high up, Henry.

Hey, look at this.

This is Kathleen's.

She was wearing this
this evening.

She wanted to talk to me
about something.

She called Lucy
and said that it was urgent

that she see me this weekend.

About what?

I have no idea.

Well, maybe she just had
too much to drink

and she fell in the pool,

and came to
and pulled herself out,

or somebody helped her.

Well, if that's the case,
she couldn't have got very far.

Ms. Evans?

It's Evelynn de witt.

Look, we checked
the locker room

down in the spa,

the front desk has
called her on her cell

and in her room.

She's not answering.

We'd really
just appreciate it

if you would let us look
inside her room, Ms. De witt.

Ms. Price, I...

Detective price.

If you don't mind.

Thank you.

Hello?

Ms. Evans?

Henry, are you sure
about what you saw?

Maybe Ms. Evans stumbled...

Well, then she'd be up here
getting changed.

She's not walking
around the hotel soaking wet.

Wait, there's
her computer charger.

Maggie, do you see
her computer anywhere

or her cell phone?

This looks like her
computer bag, but it's empty.

Look, I think we need
to call this in.

Whoa, wait a minute.

The police?

No, we're not
calling anybody yet, okay?

We don't have a body.

Without a body,

this is a missing persons case

at best.

And even then,

not until she's been gone
for 24 hours.

Maggie, somebody
moved her.

Somebody may
have moved her,

and if something
did happen here,

then whoever did it is probably
staying at this hotel,

in which case,

they're not going to want to
attract attention by leaving.

Are there
security cameras

at the mineral bath?

No.

What about inside
the spa doors?

No, most of the cameras

cover the front desk,
the lobby,

and some of the hallways.

I need you to keep
this under wraps

for the time being,

and just keep the conference
going as planned,

if possible.

That's fine.

Just please let me know
if you find her.

Of course.

So...

So, I think
the best plan

is for us to start
looking into this quietly.

I can do that.

I mean, under the radar.

I can do that, too.

Just follow my lead.

Fine.

Okay, I checked
every locker,

there's nothing in there.

There's no towel,
there's no clothes,

there's no cell phone.

Take a look at this.

Looks like a men's
10 or 11 to me

or maybe a woman
wearing a man's shoe

to throw us off.

Okay...

Uh, if she was killed,

then whoever killed her

must have left her in
the mineral baths for a minute.

Maybe he needed to get a coat,

or something to cover her up
to get her out of here?

I heard people
laughing

over there
on the terrace.

That's what brought me
out on my balcony.

That might have scared him
off for a minute.

He came back here,

tracked these prints
all over the place,

pulled her out
and went to hide the body?

It's not likely that
he went back into the hotel,

which means that she is...

Out there.

That's going to be easy,

trying to find
a hidden body

in over 50 acres of woods,

in the dark.

We have to go
look for her. Now.

We don't even know
if she really was killed.

I think what
we need to do

is just get focused

and try to figure out
who may have done this.

At least then
we'll know where to start.

Come on,
let's go back inside.

Oh, wow.

Seriously?
This is what I gave up?

Yup.

Oh, come on,
there's an upstairs?

Hey, Bailey, it's price.

I need you to run
a background check for me.

You serious?

You're supposed to be
on vacation.

I know, I know.

Just please...

Oh, come on, you
gotta be kidding me.

Look at
this place.

Okay, what's the name?

Kathleen Evans.

She's a reporter for
"modern trends magazine."

What's going on?

Well, I don't know.

That's what I'm
trying to find out.

What?

And you're not going
to tell us, are you?

Nope.

You have a funny way
of relaxing, price.

So I've been told.

Hey, listen,

don't tell forsyth
I called, okay?

All right. You got it.

Thank you.

Okay, that bathroom

is bigger than
my first apartment.

You could fit six
people in that shower.

Do you want to
trade suites again?

Kinda.

Too bad.

Check this out.

I think
I found something.

Excuse me,

you're talking
while I'm rehearsing?

Do you understand
what rehearsing is?

I am the reason
people come to the movie!

All of you have your jobs
because of me!

Any if anybody talks while I'm trying to work again,

I will have you fired.

Do you understand me?

Fired!

Are you recording this?

Yikes.

Wow.

Doesn't look like

this article is
very flattering either.

Danielle said this bad publicity
cost her a three-picture deal.

Okay, so, Kathleen tanks
this woman's career,

then they bump into
each other at a spa,

and all of a sudden,

Danielle goes into an outrage

and kills her?

I don't know,
it just doesn't make sense.

I think I have a better theory.

The manager?

Exactly.

Yeah, we should
definitely question him.

I think I know
where to find him.

Really? Where?

Um... right down there,

carrying what appears to be
a dead body.

Where?

Look.

They were
heading this way.

There they are.

- Hey!
- What are you doing?

Who is that?

What's it to you?

Look, we're just
getting some air.

Is that okay with you?

It's still early.
Let's go back inside.

Look, I was going
to bring her

upstairs to her room

as soon as I could
get her vertical.

But I'd appreciate it
if you could, you know,

be discreet
about this.

Of course.

She must be pretty upset

about what happened
at the reception.

Yeah, you could say that.

She's got
quite a temper,

doesn't she?

She's emotional.

That's what makes her
a good actress.

Oh, hey, I know,
I'm a huge fan of hers.

In fact, I wanted
to talk to her

about her next picture.

Evelyn mentioned
that Danielle

might want to learn a few
tricks of the trade from me,

but then you two
left the reception

so early.

Well, we went up to my room
so she could cool off a bit,

and then
she went down to the bar.

You didn't go with her?

I can't babysit
her every minute,

which I regret now,

because the bartender
called me

and told me
she was making a scene.

Look, the last thing we need

is people
pulling out their phones

and putting more
of her antics online.

Yeah, we saw
that video of hers.

Feisty.

You're understandably
protective.

Although you were
kind of hard on Kathleen,

if you don't mind
my saying.

I mean you basically
th... threatened her.

She's got a lot of nerve
showing her face around here.

And not just Danielle.

She wrote an article about
Michael castellano, too,

and it ruined his life.

He was telling me
all about it.

It's so easy to hide at home
behind your computer,

but people like her
need to realize

that their targets
are real people,

and words have consequences.

Look, it's getting cold,

and I've got to
get Danielle upstairs.

If you'll excuse me?

Of course.

Dani, come on,
we've got to go.

Dani?

Okay, that back there

is called
antagonizing a suspect.

What?

I thought we were doing
good cop-bad cop.

I'm just saying

you're lucky that
he didn't get scared away.

Hey, I got
information out of him.

Henry, can you please just
let me take the lead?

All right, I'm going to call
Michael castellano

and invite down to the bar
for a drink,

but first,
I'm going to freshen up.

Sounds like a plan,

all right, I will meet you
down at the bar.

Uh... no.

I didn't mean us.

I meant just me.

But we're a team.

I just I think that I'll get
more answers out of Michael

if I handle him on my own.

Are you sure?

Because I really think
this good cop-bad cop thing

is working for us.

Henry, let me
question him alone.

If I learn anything new,

I will call you.

Otherwise, I'll see you
in the morning.

Uh-huh.

You sure that's all this is?

Just questioning?

Oh, please.

He's very charming.

I'm going now.

Just remember

he is a suspect
in a murder investigation.

Are you jealous?

No.

I am just looking out for you.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you. Goodnight.

I got it.

You're laughing at me.

No.

It's not funny.

I was already 5'8"

by the time
I was in middle school.

You should have seen
my junior prom date.

He literally
came up to my shoulder.

You're breaking my heart.

I'm serious.

Have you seen these shoes?

Size 10.

You wouldn't understand,

you look like you have
normal-sized feet.

Size 11.

See? Men's 11.

Perfectly average.

There's nothing average
about you.

Or this place,

because it is
so beautiful.

Yeah, this is
my third visit,

and it never, ever
disappoints.

No, because it's
so elegant here.

That argument
at the reception

was a bit awkward,
wasn't it?

Danielle stark really
lit into that journalist.

I guess that's
movie stars for you.

Kathleen had it coming.

Really?

Oh, yeah, I've been
on the receiving end

of her so-called
journalism.

You're kidding me.

What happened?

Well, let's just say
that certain things

that I thought

were off the record

were clearly not.

And the article cost me
my marriage.

Oh, that's terrible.

Yeah, you don't know
the half of it.

You know,

I have a small
confession to make.

I, um, I looked for you
after the reception.

You did?

I thought maybe
we could, you know,

take a walk around the grounds,

or something.

I was up in my room.
You should have called me.

Oh, well, I would have,

but, um, you know,

I didn't know if
maybe you had a guest, or...

No, I was totally alone.

Trust me,

a call from you

would have been
most welcome.

Gretchen.

- Hi.
- Oh, hi.

How can I help you?

Wow.

That...

Is a beautiful terrine.

Thank you.

Those aren't easy to make.

It's Lucas's.

It's one of
his signature dishes.

I'm just finishing it off
for tomorrow.

If I didn't
know any better,

I'd think you were spying
on my kitchen, Henry.

No, I'm just
admiring your work.

I told him
it was yours, Lucas.

Oh, she's very talented
in her own right.

I bet.

How can I help you?

I just wanted to check
on the rest of my order,

see if it had arrived
for my presentation tomorrow.

Sure thing,
I'll take you right back.

Okay.

So, about last night.

Just so you know,

I wasn't spying on you.

Of course not.

Maggie, I just
happened to see you, that's all.

Yeah.

Okay.

So, here's
what we know.

I read Kathleen's article
that she wrote about Michael,

where she broadly hinted
that he was having an affair.

Which I'm guessing
was probably true,

since right after
the article came out,

his wife filed for divorce.

Oh, and...

He's a size 11.

Not entirely sure

how you got him to tell you
he's a size 11,

but okay.

Which means we now have
three suspects with motive.

We have Danielle,
John and Michael.

However, Danielle
we can cross off the list,

because I spoke to
the bartender last night,

and he confirmed
that she was, indeed,

making a scene
in the bar

at the time
of the murder.

However,
Michael told me

that he was up
in his hotel room alone.

So neither
he nor John

have an alibi.

Nope.

There's also something going on
between Eric and Kathleen.

What makes you
say that?

Well, I saw them
at the reception last night.

Eric put his hand on her back,
and she just... pulled away.

Maybe they were dating

and got into a fight?

Well, murder always comes down

to one of two things,
love or money.

So, it is a murder?

What it is...

Is strange.

And unless she magically
appears today,

yes, I believe it is.

Okay.

You know,

I'm giving my presentation
this morning,

right after breakfast.

Everyone's going to be there.

Why don't you
come watch

and do a little
snooping around?

Yeah, that's a good idea.

You know, I also
want to ask Evelynn

if she'll let us into
the security room after that.

Did you just admit
that I had a good idea?

Hey, hey, come on,
I told you, it's fine!

Oh, man, come on...

Stop calling me
about this.

It's done.
I took care of it.

Nah, she never saw it coming.

Nah, good riddance.
She deserved it.

Hey, guys, it's me.

I need you to run
another background.

His name is Michael castellano.

He's a well known chef
out of New York City.

Another
background check?

Are you sure this isn't
an investigation?

Nope.

Not yet.

Oh, and another thing.

Can you call the editor
of "modern trends magazine"?

Try not to raise
any alarm bells,

but see if you can find out

what Kathleen was working on.

Price, what's going on?

That's price?

Yeah, hi.

I was just calling in

to let you guys know

I'm having a great time,

relaxing, et cetera.

Good.

See, I told you

you would appreciate
some time off.

You were 100% right.

I will see you back at work.

Bye.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Wow. Delicious.

Mm.

This may be
the best omelet I've ever had.

Better than the one
that I made you?

How your ego can be
both enormous and fragile

at the same time

is beyond me.

It's a gift.

Henry, Maggie, good morning.

Ah, good morning, Eric.

Hi.

Are you coming to
my presentation later?

Yeah, absolutely.

I wouldn't miss that.

Listen, have you, um,
have you seen Kathleen anywhere?

Because I was supposed to
meet her for breakfast,

but she didn't show up.

I've been calling her
and texting her,

and she's just
not answering.

Uh, no, I haven't
seen her, I'm sorry.

I didn't know that
you two were an item?

Me and Kathleen?

No. No...

Ah. My mistake.

Anyways,

if you do see her,
can you just...

Have her text me?

Of course.

We'll let her know
that you're looking for her.

Great. Thank you.

Okay.

Lying.

Totally.

Hey...

I was hoping you'd come.

I saved you a seat.

Oh, thank you.

So, I was thinking

maybe we could go
for that walk later?

Just take in
the grounds?

That's an idea...

I don't know
if you're aware of this,

but, um, our hotel suites

are across the hall
from one another.

Are they now?

Well, that's convenient.

Okay, welcome, everyone.

In keeping with
the spring theme

of the conference,

today, I am going to be making
my spicy shrimp panzanella.

It's a versatile dish,

and it also makes use
of the tail-end winter Greens,

which are still available.

I heard the weirdest thing
this morning.

You were in the hallway
on your phone.

I couldn't help but overhear you
say something a little strange.

You said, uh, "good riddance?

She never saw it coming"?

So, what are you,
eavesdropping on me now?

Who were you talking to?

Why do you need to know?

Um, call it
professional curiosity.

You've got to be kidding me.

You're a cop?

Detective, actually.

Did I not mention
that last night?

No, you failed
to mention it.

Can you please
keep your voice down?

I need to know

if you really were
alone in your hotel room

from 6:30 to 8:00,

and I need to know
who you were talking to.

What's going on here?

Now, before I begin,
I am going to need an assistant.

I'm not
at Liberty to say,

but I need you
to answer the questions.

Oh, really?

Danielle...

What do you say, huh?

Are you going to charge me
with something?

Because if you are,

I think I should go
call my lawyer,

and if you're not,
we're done here.

It was nice
meeting you, detective.

For those of you

that don't know,

Danielle is here
at the conference

learning how to look
like a professional chef

in preparation
for her next role.

So, Danielle,

let's get you suited up
with this apron first, okay?

Would you mind tying
that for me, please?

Yeah. Yeah,
I can do that.

Okay, I'm just, uh,
I'm going around.

Ooh.

So, uh, Danielle, how
do you feel about spice?

I like my panzanella
with a little kick.

Oh, I say
the hotter, the better.

Well, you and me both.

And what is your experience like
with shrimp?

Ordering it? Tons.

Cooking it,
not so much.

All right, let's get
to the basics here.

I'm going to show you
the best way to peel these

so that they don't
fall apart.

I can be gentle.

I can see that.

Where was I?

Oh, yes,
I almost forgot...

The most important
ingredient...

Premium aged rum.

The darker, the better.

Okay, how much of this
do we need?

No, it's not
for the shrimp,

it's for you and me.

It makes cooking way more fun.

Here you go.

Bottoms up.

Hey!

So Danielle's
totally fun.

Yeah, it looked like

you guys were having
a great time.

- How'd I do?
- Great.

Yeah? I mean,

I tried to be informative
yet still entertaining.

You nailed it.

Ready to get back
to the case?

Because Evelynn's
been waiting.

Yeah. Of course.

Okay, what we need to know

is where Michael castellano
and John Harper were

between 7:00 and 8:00.

Now, do you have cameras
on every floor

covering the hallways?

Yes, but they don't
cover every room.

Right.

Michael was practically across
the hall from me in 708.

Can we check that, please?

That whole wing isn't covered.

Of course not.
That would be too easy.

What room was John,
Danielle's manager, in?

Room 507.

507 I'll check that one.

There's 507 there.

This is at 6:35 P.M.

So, there they are
entering the room together.

Can you speed that up?

All right, stop.

7:32, she leaves the room alone.

Now, the bartender said

that he remembers her
being into the bar around 7:30,

and that he called John

to see if he could
come down and get her

around 8:45.

Let's check and see

if John leaves
the room before then.

Okay, there's John,

leaving the room...

Okay, here's John
leaving the elevator...

And entering the bar
right there.

So, John was
telling the truth,

he didn't leave his room
all evening

until he went down
to collect her.

Now, he's
on the fifth floor,

so it's not like
he jumped off the balcony.

Okay.

Can we have a look at
when Kathleen left her room?

That would have been
between 6:45 and 7:45.

She was in 304.

Sure, just give me a second.

There she is.

7:30, leaving her room.

Wait, who is talking to?

There, you see?

I told you
they were an item.

Not a very happy one.

Let's follow
where she goes.

7:40, she enters the spa.

Evelynn, was there anyone
working the spa desk last night?

The receptionist
leaves at 6:30.

Look, there's Eric.

Oh, my god, he followed
her into the spa.

Fast-forward for us.

Let's see
if he comes back out.

Stop.

That's us.

8:02.

Eric never
came back out.

Okay, great.
Thanks, munro.

All right, the boys are
doing a check on Eric.

Okay, what number
is Eric's room again?

Evelynn said 306.

Okay, it's
this one up here.

He must not be in.

Oh, thank you,
uh, listen,

could I get a couple of extra
packets of coffee, please?

Sure.

There you go.

Thank you.
You're a life-saver.

Eric?

Hello?

Eric?

Here we go,
Eric's shoes.

20 bucks says that
these are a size 10.

Well, that's inconvenient.

Size 12.

Hey, look at this.

This looks like
Kathleen's day planner.

What would this
be doing here?

Looks like a bunch of
interview questions for Eric.

No, wait, wait.

Wait, stop.

What does that say
right here?

"While clearly
a talented chef,

the first thing one notices
about Eric helberg

is his ego.

He appears to care more about his PR

and growing celebrity

than he does about food.

Whether or not
he'll be a lasting fixture

on the bay area's
culinary scene,

or just another
flash in the pan,

only time will tell."

Ouch.

Where did you get that?

I think you know exactly
where we got that.

What were you doing in my room?

We're more
interested in knowing

what you were doing
last night

when you walked into the spa
right after Kathleen.

Okay, what's going on here?

Sfpd.

We need to ask you
a couple of questions.

Where's Kathleen?
Is she all right?

This needs to
stay between us,

but Kathleen's been
missing since last night.

Oh, my god.

A hotel security camera

caught you
and Kathleen fighting

right out side her door

before she left
for the mineral baths.

What were you two
fighting about?

About what was in there.

She left her notebook
in my room,

and I was dumb enough
to read it.

Can you please
tell me what is going on?

Just answer
the questions.

Yeah, you were right.

Kathleen and I
were together,

and I guess I'm an idiot

because I thought
that she actually liked me.

The camera showed you
following Kathleen

right into the spa.

Yeah? So?

I was upset.

I wanted to talk to her,
she didn't want to talk to me,

so I left.

How did you leave?

I walked off the terrace

and then I walked
along one of the paths.

- To where?
- I don't know.

Just around the property.

I needed to clear my head.

- How long were you gone?
- About an hour.

And then I went back to my room.

All right.

Look, Eric...

Since you were close
with Kathleen,

did she say
anything to you

about another article,

or maybe another story
she was working on?

Anything that could have
put her in danger?

Actually, yeah.

She said that she was working
on something big.

She didn't want to
talk to me about it,

but I know that she keeps
everything in her computer,

and there's a lot
of notes in that book.

But that is...

That's everything I know.

All right.

Well, if you think of anything,
let us know.

Of course.

I just want to help.

Okay.

So, what do you think?

I still don't trust him.

I think we need to figure out

what the killer
did with the body

in the middle of the night.

He would have taken it
as far away from the hotel

as possible.

Not too far,

because he'd have to be able
to get there quickly.

An out building maybe?

Exactly.

Let's go for a drive.

Where?

There.

Henry...

Let me drive.

Nope, I'm driving!

Come on, Henry,
give me a break.

No, I'm driving.
You always drive.

What are you
talking about?

You drove us here.
To the resort.

On the other case,
you always drove the squad car.

Of course, I drove
the squad car, it's my car.

I can't believe

we're even having
this conversation.

It's ridiculous.

You're very controlling,
you know that?

How am I being controlling?
I'm letting you drive!

Just saying.

Oh, my...

You might want to put it
in forward, genius.

I know that.

Sorry!

You keep walls up

between yourself
and other people,

do you know that?

What walls?

I don't have walls.

Really?

Really. Seriously.

What walls
are you talking about?

What walls?

Well, you don't share
anything about yourself.

I do too.

I share with a lot of people,

just not people
that I work with.

Oh, so that's what I am,

just some guy
you work with?

No, Henry,

you're in a category
all on your own.

Thank you.

That wasn't
a compliment, Henry.

So, come on,

you must be a little glad
you came, right?

You mean, in spite of
this whole murder?

Sure.

And you have to admit,
we're a pretty great team.

Let's not get
carried away.

We haven't solved
anything yet.

Munro, what do you got?

Well, I pulled something up
on Eric helberg.

This guy is no angel,
that's for sure.

He's got one dui,

and one prior
for domestic abuse,

coupled with
a restraining order.

Restraining
order, huh?

Yeah, filed by
his ex-girlfriend.

We also followed up
with Kathleen's editor

like you asked.

Get this.

Kathleen received
several death threats

three months ago.

Three months ago?

That's when her article
came out on Michael.

Speaking of castellano,

turns out his wife
owned everything,

including both restaurants.

When she found out
about the affair,

she basically fired him.

He's filed for a chapter eleven.

Really?

Wow, okay, thanks guys.

Call me if you get
anything else.

So Eric's not such
a nice guy after all.

Maggie?

And get this,

Michael has more motive
than we thought.

Kathleen didn't just
destroy his marriage,

she also ruined him
financially.

Maggie!

What?

I think we just
found Kathleen.

Well, judging from
the cyanosis

and petechiae from
around her mouth and eyes,

I'd say it's a pretty good bet

the victim died of
asphyxiation by drowning.

I also noticed there was
some bruising around her neck.

Someone held her under?

Yeah, it looks like it.

Oh, my god.

Poor Kathleen.

I will also run a DNA check
for underneath her fingernails.

She would obviously
have been struggling.

We should keep an eye out
for anybody

walking around
with scratch marks.

Yeah.

Price!

I'd like you
to come with me...

What the hell
is going on here?

Hey, captain.

The boys tell me
that you've been calling in

for background checks
for the last 24 hours.

Tell me

you haven't been hiding
a murder investigation

while on vacation.

Captain, I need you
to trust me on this.

I have purposely been
keeping this quiet

because I believe
the killer is still here.

Which is exactly why

we need to
lock this place down.

I don't want him
to get spooked.

I'm telling you,
we're onto something.

We used the rear
service entrance

to keep a low profile.

Forensics is almost done.

They're going to be
out of here

in a couple of hours.

Oh, price...

Captain, please,

we can use the element
of surprise to our advantage.

My instincts are telling me
that this is the right play.

I just need 24 hours.

Your instincts, huh?

I'm so close to cracking this,
I'm telling you.

Okay, you've got
24 hours, price,

and not a moment longer.

But if you screw
this up, it's on you.

What do you
want us to do?

Go to Kathleen's office,

and take the death threats
into evidence,

see what the lab guys
find out on them.

You got it.

Let's go find Michael.

Lead the way.

Excuse me, Michael.

We need to ask you
a few more questions.

You know what?

I think I'm going to
call my lawyer now.

That's a good idea.

Because we found
Kathleen's body.

She was murdered.

What?

Your wife has
a controlling interest

in your restaurants.

When Kathleen
exposed your affair,

you didn't just
lose your marriage,

you lost everything.

She cut you off
financially,

and now
you're virtually bankrupt.

We also learned

that Kathleen received
several death threats

at exactly the same time

her article
on you was written.

All of which points at you

being our
number one suspect

in the death
of Kathleen Evans.

Now, hold on a second, okay,
just hold on.

Now, everything that
you just said is true,

but I didn't do anything
to Kathleen.

Really?

Because that phone call
this morning

sounded pretty incriminating.

I was on the phone
with my investors, okay?

We just closed the deal
on a new restaurant.

The "good riddance" was
in reference to my ex-wife.

You still have no alibi
for last night

between 7:00 and 8:00 P.M.

I just told you,
I was in my room, making calls.

You don't believe me,

check my phone records.

Hold on.

I do have an alibi.

Somebody was complaining about
my cigar smoke on my balcony.

The front desk
must have called up

at least a couple of times.

They even sent somebody
up to my room.

Check with
the concierge,

he'll back me up.

Michael's telling the truth.

A person
in the room above him

called downstairs twice.

We log all complaints.

A member of our staff went up
and spoke with Michael

personally at 8:00.

Okay.

We know that Kathleen
didn't enter the spa

until a quarter to 8:00.

There's no way that Michael
could have killed her

then was back up
on his balcony

five minutes later
smoking a cigar.

How long am I
supposed to act

like there's nothing
going on here?

I know that this
is difficult.

Please just bear with us
a little bit longer.

All right, but I'm getting
very uncomfortable with this.

We understand.

Thank you for
your Patience.

What about Evelynn?

Does she have any motive
for hurting Kathleen?

I'm impressed.

You're starting to view
the world like a detective.

Everyone's a suspect.

Well, she is acting pretty calm

for someone who just had
a murder happen in her hotel.

I agree.

But I did a basic check on her.

No priors came up.

I think I'm going to
go up to my suite

and start going through
Kathleen's notebook.

See if I can find
anything useful in there.

Okay.

While you do that,

I'm going to go sit in
on some more presentations.

To investigate.

- Mm-hmm.
- For the case.

We're supposed to...
Act natural.

Yeah.

Bring me a doggie bag.

There you have it.

Spring Halibut with vierge sauce

along with fried gnocchi
and asparagus.

Thank you.

Thank you.

This recipe,

along with all of
my other favorites,

will be
on my restaurant's website.

Please come
check us out.

Thank you, everyone.

Excuse me, I'll be with you
in just a minute.

Henry, tell me that
you found Kathleen.

Uh... no, not yet.

Well, we need to
do something then.

We are.
The police are in involved.

But, listen, Eric, I have to
ask you some more questions.

Detective price discovered

that you have a prior
for domestic assault.

That your ex-girlfriend
filed a restraining order

against you.

Yeah, look...

That was my old girlfriend.

She was really angry
when we broke up,

and she started accusing me
of all these things.

My restaurant
had just opened up,

I couldn't afford that kind of
negative publicity.

My lawyer told me
to just take a plea agreement,

have it all go away.

I did. I regret it,

because I was
completely innocent.

How did you get
that scratch?

I don't know.

I must have done it
this morning.

What are we going to do
about Kathleen?

That's what Maggie's
working on right now.

The key in beef Wellington,
as in life, is balance.

Many delicate ingredients...

Filet mignon, pate,
truffle, pastry...

In just the right proportions.

And the arrowroot,
please.

Quickly.

No, I said
the arrowroot.

Are you sure you don't
want the madeira

and then the truffles?

Traditionally, yes.

But if my wife would
allow me a little leeway,

this is my take
on the dish.

Thank you.

I guess now that we know
Michael has a confirmed alibi,

that makes Eric
our number one suspect.

I don't know,

I just don't think he's got
the eyes of a killer, you know?

You have a lot of experience

looking into the eyes
of a killer?

I have a feeling

if I keep hanging out
with you, I will.

You know, I saw something today
at Lucas' presentation.

He made a mistake,

and Gretchen corrected him.

I actually think that,
of the two of them,

she's the real talent.

He's just good at
putting on a show.

I'll tell you one thing
I know, though,

that is an unhappy marriage.

He strikes me as someone
with a fragile ego.

I kind of recognize the type.

Is that a reference
to your ex-husband?

Yeah, actually.

His name was Richard.

We were married for 13 years.

Wow, that's a long time.

What happened?

Another woman is what happened.

I knew

things weren't perfect
between us, but, um,

I kind of thought
we were okay.

He met her while we were
on vacation in Hawaii.

People wonder why
I'm against vacationing.

What about you?

You ever been married?

Uh, no.

Why not?

You don't want to be tied down?

No, it's not that.

I just haven't met
the right woman yet, that's all.

Yeah, it's getting late.

See you tomorrow?

Sounds good.

Enjoy your room.

Will do.

What is
going on with you?

You want
to do this now?

Yeah, I do!

This is not the time.

It doesn't
matter, Lucas.

Why won't you
listen to me?

I don't know
what you're talking about!

You know exactly
what I'm talking about.

Just calm down.

How am I supposed to
calm down?

What about our plans?

Everything you promised me?

Baby, you know
I love you.

I don't know
anything anymore.

Wait.

Come here.

Come here.

I have to go to work.

I know.
Meet me later.

I want to
talk about this.

Okay?

Okay.

Come on.
Come on, Henry.

Come on, come on.

Hello?

Hey, it's me.
I've been looking for you.

Where are you?

Um...

I'm at the gym. Why?

I have something important
to tell you, I'll be right down.

No, no, no, don't do that.

Yeah, I'll be there
in two minutes.

No! Wait!
Wait, hold on.

Uh...

I may not be at the gym.

I'll give you two a moment.

Thanks, Ruby.

Really?

I thought we were
investigating a murder,

but, apparently,

you still have time
for a massage.

Well, it was already paid for.

I didn't want it to go to waste.

Listen, I saw something
very interesting

this morning.

I went down
to the kitchen,

and I nearly walked in
on Lucas and Evelynn

kissing.

What?

I know.

They were fighting
about something.

I don't know what it was,

but I did hear Evelynn mention
that they had some sort of plan.

Interesting.

So...

Gretchen is secretly
the better cook,

and he is having an affair

with his boss.

What does any of this

have to do with
Kathleen's murder?

I know.

Cucumber water.

Want some?

No, thank you.

So, Ruby,

how long
have you worked here?

About four years.

Four years.

And you were
telling me earlier

about how you're
plugged into

all the gossip
around here.

What could you
tell me

about Lucas and Evelynn?

Like what?

Like...

How long they've been
having an affair?

Oh...

You've heard about that.

Yeah.

I don't know how long
it's been going on exactly.

For years, though.

Do you think
Gretchen knows?

It's an open secret
around here,

so I have to
imagine she does.

That seems like
a pretty dangerous move,

starting an affair
with your head chef.

Oh, you don't
know Evelynn.

She's the kind of person
who gets what she wants.

What does that mean?

Well...

You're probably going to
find this out anyway, so...

There's always been talk
about Evelynn's dead husband.

He died under pretty
mysterious circumstances.

She inherited a lot of money,

including larkspur.

What kind of
mysterious circumstances?

It was a boating accident.

He fell overboard.

No one ever charged her
with his death,

but people around here talk.

She chartered a boat
for his birthday.

He didn't know how to swim.

When did this happen?

I don't know,
several years ago.

Before I worked here.

Thanks, Ruby.

Hey...

Here's a link to the article
on Evelynn's husband.

"Max de witt,

owner of the larkspur
pines resort and spa

drowned off the coast
of San Francisco yesterday,

when he fell off a boat
he had chartered with his wife.

He is survived by
his wife, Evelynn de witt."

Look at the date.

Six years ago.

Kathleen was investigating
a six-year cover-up.

We need to find Evelynn.

White female, 40s,
possible cardiac arrest.

BP 82 over 55 and dropping,
difficulty breathing...

Victim called herself in

with nausea, tremors,
blurred vision...

Everything's fine, guys.

Let's please let the paramedics
do their job, okay?

We need to keep this
whole area back here clear.

Thank you.

Okay, this may not
be a heart attack.

Excuse me.

Maggie, I think she may
have been poisoned

with tetrahydrozoline.

Eye drops.

You need to pump
her stomach immediately.

Look, the symptoms
are exactly the same

as a heart attack,
right?

The dizziness,
the low blood pressure,

the nausea.

Maggie,

I tasted the saline
in her drink.

Trust me.

You're sure.

Yes.

He works with us.

If he says
he detects the drug,

then you should believe him.

Reason to suspect
tetrahydrozoline poisoning.

We'll intubate

and perform gastric lavage
en route.

Let's get her moving.

I just heard.

What's going on, Henry?
What happened?

Well, Maggie's on the phone
with the hospital now

seeing how Evelynn's doing.

How did she seem to you
this morning?

Um, I don't think
I saw her this morning.

No, I think you did.

The two of you were
in the kitchen together.

Um...

Well...

She seemed like
she was feeling fine.

Hmm.

Did she?

Yeah.

Maggie,

what did the hospital say?

Is she all right?

Yeah, they pumped
her stomach,

her vitals are stabilizing.

So, that was a good call.

Looks like
she's going to be okay.

Thank god.

Lucas, if you'll
excuse us a minute.

Yeah, sure.

Okay.

How did you know
she was poisoned?

I saw this empty bottle
of eye drops,

and then I tasted
the saline in her drink.

I worked at a restaurant once,

where a waiter was poisoned
by his ex-girlfriend

using eye drops.

You know, people think

that it just causes
stomach upset,

but it's actually
a very dangerous prank.

It causes symptoms
similar to a heart attack,

and if you consume enough of it,
it can be fatal.

Hmm.

I'm going to bag these
things up for evidence

and get them
checked for prints.

Wait.

What was
the name of the drug

you mentioned
to the paramedic?

Tetrahydrozoline.

"Tetra."

I couldn't find out
what "tetra" meant.

On its own,
nothing comes up,

but let's cross-reference
tetrahydrozoline

with these names.

Shoot.

A whole bunch of results
adding up to nothing.

Let's go back to basics.

It's like you say,

murder always comes down
to one of two things...

Love or money.

Who would want to kill Evelynn?

Gretchen,

the betrayed wife.

Ashford.

Add ashford to your search.

Ooh, look at this.

"Mysterious eye drops,

ashford, england."

England?

Not Colorado?

April 6, 2009.

Six years ago.

"Restaurateur Edward Taylor

collapsed while jogging
through the countryside

earlier this week.

While his death was initially
attributed to a heart attack,

the autopsy revealed

Taylor had been poisoned
with tetrahydrozoline,

the main ingredient
in eye drops.

Police are looking
for two suspects,

Bob Smith and Linda French,

co-owners with Taylor
of the belle Aurora,

a popular local bistro.

An arrest warrant has been
issued for French and Smith,

whose whereabouts
are unknown."

Click on their names.

Yeah.

Oh, my god.

Look at that.

They lied to Evelynn
about Colorado.

Excuse me,

have you seen
Lucas or Gretchen?

They don't work Sundays,

but Gretchen
was just in here.

She went down
to the storage room.

Yeah?
Where's that?

Down in the basement.

Thank you.

Munro, I need you and Bailey
to get to larkspur a.S.A.P.

I'm about to apprehend
two fugitives wanted for murder.

Their aliases are
Gretchen and Lucas Miller.

I'm headed into the hotel
basement now.

We're on our way.

Maggie, wait for back-up.

I can't.
They're a flight risk.

Aren't you
full of surprises?

You should go back
to your room and stay there.

Not a chance.

Freeze!

Sfpd.

Put your hands up.

I have to leave.

You don't know what he's like.

Stop.

You mean Lucas?

He killed Kathleen,

and I'm next.

And I think
he's the one

that poisoned Evelynn.

I'm so scared.

You don't have to
worry about Lucas,

but we need you
to come with us, okay?

That's not
going to happen.

Put the gun down.

Put it down!

Kick it over to me.

You killed Kathleen

because
she was onto you.

What I don't
understand

is why you killed
that man in england.

I poisoned him.

But it was an accident...

- Gretchen, don't.
- What do you care?

You haven't cared
about me for years.

Edward kept making advances.

He didn't care
that I was a married woman.

He didn't even care

that we were
business partners.

He just, he wouldn't stop.

I swear to you,
I didn't mean to kill him,

I just...

I just wanted
to teach him a lesson.

And I heard that eye drops
can make a person sick.

But I used too much.

And then

when the autopsy revealed
that he'd been poisoned,

they suspected us right away.

Of course they did.

We were
his business partners.

What did you think
would happen?

He wasn't supposed to die!

They suspected us

because Ed's will

left the restaurant to us.

We didn't even know that.

Then the police found
Gretchen's fingerprints

all over
his water bottle,

and that was enough.

They wanted to convict us.

We had to run.

We had no choice.

And now I have to do it again.

Come with me.

All of you.

Move!

Hurry it up.

Enough.

Step away.

Okay, you're
coming with me.

Walk.

Don't do this!

Don't! Don't!

Don't do this again!

Move.

So why would you
kill Kathleen

in such a public place?

I didn't want to kill her.
I just needed to talk to her.

We met by
the mineral baths

and I begged her
not to print the story,

but she didn't care.

She didn't care
what it would to do to us.

We started to argue,
and I pushed her,

and she just fell
into the water.

So you
held her under?

I didn't have time to think.

I couldn't just let her
ruin everything.

And when Kathleen
started asking questions,

Evelynn got suspicious

and started digging
into your past.

Why would you use
the eye drops again?

Didn't you realize that
that would lead us right to you?

I'm not a cold-blooded killer,
despite what you might think.

I'm not an expert in
how to get rid of somebody.

I never wanted to hurt her.

I love Evelynn.

But she wouldn't stop
asking questions.

So you silenced her.

If you don't stop talking,

I'll silence you, too.

Okay.

Let's go.

Open the door.

There's nowhere
to run, Lucas.

Back-up is already
on the way.

That's why you're
coming with me,

as insurance.

To where?

None of
your business.

I've disappeared once,
I can do it again.

Keep moving.

Hey, chef.

Hey.

Just keep moving.

Okay...

I'm sorry, I have
to leave you here.

No! No, please
don't leave me here.

Don't leave me!

Freeze!

Drop the weapon!

Drop it!

Lucas, don't do
anything stupid, okay?

It's over.

I'm warning you,
back off.

Lucas, just
put the gun down.

We can talk this through.

I'm not going to prison.

Just let me
walk out of here,

I promise
I'll let her go unharmed.

That's not the way
this works, Lucas.

Put the gun down...

Stay back!

No, Lucas, wait!

Lucas!

I am so buying a set of those.

Really?

Come on, get up!

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say

can and will
be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney...

Did you see that?

Huh?

The frying pan?

Right?

Oh, brother.

Well...

We did it again.

You know
what this means?

We're a good team?

That I should run
in the other direction

when I see you coming.

You are bad luck.

Wait a second.

I had never even
seen a dead body

before I met you.

Maybe you're
the bad luck.

Henry...

Bailey and munro told me
that you saved the day.

Thank you.

It's my pleasure, captain.

I'm the one

who had to wrestle
the gun away from Lucas.

You nearly
got yourself shot.

And yet here I am,
unscathed.

Oh, and just
so you know, price,

this weekend does not count
toward your vacation days.

- But I...
- Ah, talk to hr.

I have a feeling

that I'll be seeing you again.

You know,
I really like her.

So... should we pack up?

Yes. I think I've had
enough of this place.

You had me worried
there for a moment.

I had it all
under control.

Clearly.

You had him right
where you wanted him.

I did.

If you'd given me
another moment,

I would have disarmed him.

Oh, is that
what I was watching?

Yeah, that's what
you were watching.

Who brings a frying pan
to a gun fight?

That frying pan
saved your life.

No, it didn't.

It saved your life.

No, no, no, that was
all part of my plan

to distract him...

Oh, sure it was.

Look, you should
just thank me for escaping...