All language subtitles for murder for mor

[birds chirping]

[whistling]

[tense music]

[wind blowing]

- Who's there?

- Is someone there?

If someone's there,
you better leave now.

The police are on their way.

[foreboding music]

[kettle whistling]

[music crescendos]

[screaming]

[whistling dies down]

[upbeat music]

- Hold on, Peppermint.

[Peppermint barking]

I know. I know. I don't
like her either.

Let's go.

Peppermint!

[foreboding music]

[Peppermint barking]

Peppermint.

[shrieking]

[whining]

- We are gathered to mourn the
loss of Mrs. Gladys Claremont.

The Lord is my Shepherd
I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down
in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside
the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me in the path--

- Can't believe she's gone.

- For His name's sake.

- Why?

- 'Cause she was too
mean to kill herself.

[chuckles softly]

- She got what was coming to
her. That's all I gotta say.

- Yeah, no kidding.

- Will you all please be quiet.
Show some respect for the dead.

- Surely goodness and mercy

should follow me all the days
of my life.

- I heard Lily had
a nervous breakdown.

- Who's Lily?
- The dog walker.

The one who found her.
- Uh-huh.

- Poor kid. I wonder what's
gonna happen to her house.

She had no children.

- Next of kin?

- She didn't have
any kin either.

- The bank will take it
and sell it at auction.

My uncle was a probate lawyer.

- Oh, very cool.

- I'll tell you one thing,
I wouldn't live there.

- No, me either.
Give me the creeps.

- Yeah, but it's the kinda thing
you have to disclose, right?

- What?
- A death in the house.

- That's a myth.

- How do you know?

Sorry.

- One thing's for sure, it
can't help with property values.

- No, it can't hurt them.
People care about curb appeal,

about schools. Not what goes
on behind closed doors.

- Well, I hope you're right.

- Well, we have some things
to discuss.

Anyone wanna go to
Hillside Diner?

I feel like pie.

- I could do pie.

[muttering]
Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

- Bless you.

- Hey. Good job.

- You know, we should have
really hired the movers.

- Oh, we're still young
and strong.

Plus if I told you the quotes
I received,

you'd be happy we're moving all
these boxes ourselves.

- That's fair.

- You know, I drove by there
the other day,

past our new house.

- Oh.

- The neighborhood is like
right out of a TV show.

- Yeah, we got lucky
my bank held the mortgage.

- Yeah. I know, Alex.
But still...

- What's wrong? Hmm?

Is it the death?

- Right. It's a little creepy.

- You know, people die, Carlee.

And if they don't die in
the hospital,

they die in their homes. Hmm?

- Yeah, I know. I know.

- Plus, trust me. Pretty soon
you'll be badgering me

to have them hurry up the estate
closing so that we can buy it.

- Oh, shoot. I forgot the time.

I wanted to stop by the store
before we left.

- Really?
I thought you told Sheila

you weren't coming in today?

- I did but... we just got
a shipment of dresses

and I wanna make sure that
they're displayed properly.

I mean, can you just start
loading up the van?

I'll be back soon.
- Mm-hmm.

Leave me with
all the heavy lifting.

- But I did say that
you're so strong.

- Mm-hmm.

- And handsome.

- Hmm. What else?

- And a good kisser.

- All right.

- And I'll get you an iced
coffee on my way back.

- Make that a beer
and you got a deal.

[upbeat music]

[rumbling]

[dialling]

- It's me. They're here.
Meet me outside.

- I can't believe they're
here already.

Mrs. Claremont's only been gone
a week.

- The longer the house sits the
less the mortgage lender makes.

- They look like a nice couple.
- Mm-hmm.

- I wonder if they'll fit in.

- Why wouldn't they?

- No kids.

- I don't have kids.

- Yes, you do. They're
just outta the house.

[chuckles]

Hmm, he is handsome.

- Betsy!

- What? A girl can look.

- Well, as long as it's just
looking. You're married.

- My husband is in prison.

In cases like mine,
there are exceptions.

- Yeah, but he's married.

- But is he happily married?
That is the question.

- That's not the question.

- It's such a good question.
- No. I'm... I'm going home.

- See ya.
- Oh, me too. See ya.

- Bye.

Hi.

[Brittany]: Archer! Careful.

- Relax, Brittany.

You think with your dad
out of the picture

I could start using
the front door?

- No, are you crazy?
With him gone,

all my mom has time to do
is snoop.

And she has the ears of a bat.

So you have to take
your shoes off.

- Bats do have good hearing.
- Mm-hmm. So, shoes.

- Oui, oui, mademoiselle.

Hear the big neighborhood
news?

- That we have new neighbors?

- Yeah. And what happened
to Mrs. Claremont.

- Yeah. I don't know.
I'm gonna kinda miss her.

It's gonna be weird without
having her around.

[scoffs]
- What are you talking about?

You hated the Claremonster.
[laughs]

- I didn't hate her,

I just thought she was a pain
in the butt.

But I also kinda thought
that she was like

the neighborhood grandma.

- Or the neighborhood narc.

Remember when she called
the cops last Halloween?

- That's because you egged
her house.

- She passed out pennies
wrapped in cellophane.

- Oh yeah, she definitely
deserved it then.

[chuckles]

- Still pretty crazy, though.
How she died.

- Stop. I don't even really
wanna think about it.

- You uh... think the dog
that found her

started nibbling on her toes?
- Stop.

- Just nom, nom, nom, nom.

- Stop, no.
Dogs don't even do that.

Cats will eat people, though.

- Oh well,
speaking about eating.

I need a snack.

- Nice. That's real nice.

- Hmm, these are pretty good.

You ever think about getting
like um...

a big TV screen in here?

- Uh, I think you watch
too much TV as it is.

- True, true, true.

[unsettling music]

- Our first night
in our new home.

- Mm-hmm.

- I hope she didn't
die in this bed.

- No, no. The cops said
she died in the living room.

- Okay. Oh, so our new
neighbors, the Perkins,

invited us over for dinner
tomorrow night.

- Ugh. No.

- What do you mean, no?

- I mean I'm tired, Carlee.
We just finished moving.

- Come on. Please?

I wanna meet the new neighbors.

[sighs]

Fine. Fine.

[upbeat music]

Women& [laughing]

- Oh, it was really so nice
of you to invite us, Dina.

I should've come over
and introduced myself

but there was just so much
to do.

- Mm-hmm.
- You're here now.

- Hear, hear.
[laughing]

And I'm no longer the
new girl on the block.

[chuckling]

[all]: Cheers.
[glasses clinking]

- You know, it's not easy
to find a house

in this neighborhood.

I heard people buy a home here
and they don't tend to leave it.

- How did you find your house,
if you don't mind me asking?

- Well, Alex just
got transferred

from Capital National,

the bank that held
the Claremont's mortgage.

And normally when a bank
repossesses a property

following a death,
it's sold at auction.

But that can take months,
sometimes years.

- Hmm.
- So, Alex suggested we move in

in the meantime.
A win for everyone.

- But you will buy the home
once you're able, won't you?

- I think so.
You know, I hope so.

[women giggling]

- So, finance.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, that's cool.
That is... that's cool.

You know something
about that, Rog.

- Yeah, a little bit.
- You uh...

you have any hot stock tips
for us?

- I work in the mortgage
division.

Not investment banking.
- Okay.

- Right, but that is the hot
place to be right now

with the real estate prices
through the roof.

- Right?
- I uh... I just process loans.

I don't buy or sell properties
myself.

- Very interesting.

- Yeah.

[women laughing]
- Well, that's my work.

And so what do you do?

- Well, I'm part owner of a
small clothing boutique

in downtown, um, Urban Accents.

- Oh, I've heard of that place.

- You have to stop buy.

I'll give you the friends
and family discount.

- Oh.

- Speaking of family...

- Oh.
[laughs]

Leave her alone.
She's still young.

- It's okay. Um, we hope to,
one day.

If we do buy the house.

- Hmm.
- Look around.

- Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

- You do know about what
happened there, right?

- Of course.

- And it doesn't...
I don't know, um...

- Freak me out?
- Yeah.

- Well, as Alex said,
people die everywhere.

- Right.

- For someone who is not in the,
in the business,

so to speak, you did manage
to slide into a pretty nice,

little number across the street.
- Pretty, pretty sweet.

- It's uh, not easy to get
in around here.

- No.
- Without some sort of an in.

- Took Roger what,
was it almost a year?

- I built this place. You...

[laughing]

No, it's uh... don't be
offended in any way

because the truth be told,
this is the best thing

that could've happened to me.

And that old bird was nothing
but trouble.

- Really? I thought she was
some nice, old lady.

[snickers]

- No, I think what Roger means
to say is that

it's probably easier
for you to buy the house now

that she... is...

[both]: Deceased.

- Actually, it depends
on the situation.

- So, they leave you a lot
of work to do over there?

- Not too much.

- Huh. Not as...
not as much work as this.

- Huh.

- Look, you know, I mean if...

if you need help with,
you know, anything,

I would love to come by
and help out, you know,

next week, this weekend.
I know my way around a toolbox,

I uh, can tell a half-decent
joke.

- I'll be fine.

But thank you.

- Boys, appetizers are ready.

[Alex]: Great.
- You're welcome.

- What was that?
- Right?

- Oh, my God.

- So, when are you gonna invite
us over for the housewarming?

- Oh, that's right! It'll be
great to see what you've done

with the place now
that you're in here.

- Yeah, we're not gonna be
entertaining anytime soon.

- Nothing formal,
just a drink or two.

- Or three. Or four.
[laughs]

[insects chirping]

- Ah, come on, Alex!
- It was a joke.

- Lighten up.
- Yeah.

- Look, you're part
of the neighborhood now.

Embrace our credo, you work hard
and you play hard.

- Even if you don't work hard.
[laughs]

Like this guy.
- It has its privileges.

- I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
The truth is, we're nice people.

It's a great neighborhood. We
wanna welcome you and you know,

once we get our claws into you,
you'll never be rid of us.

- Yeah. Carlee!
Come on, we gotta go.

- We just got rid of that

withered old bat across
the street.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah and...
and you're the new guys here

and we all wanna be friends.
We just--

- No, I don't...
I don't think so, guys.

- Come on.
- Okay.

- Let's go.

- Wonderful to meet you, Carlee.

- Yeah, you too.

Um, and thanks again, Roger.

- My pleasure.
- Yeah, we'll see you soon.

- All right.
- Okay, yeah.

- Yeah, great.

- Alex.
- Night.

- See ya soon.

[blows out breath]
- I need a drink.

- Yeah, I need one or too.

- Wow, that was...

- I don't know what--
- ...the most painful.

- I can't... why are we even
trying to get him in the house.

- Well...
[laughs]

[barking]

[clattering]

- Alex?

[foreboding music]

[banging]
[creaking]

[clattering]
[gasps]

What the...

[plastic rustling]

[door creaks]

[clattering]

[tense music]

[knocking]

[gasps]

Alex?
- Did I... did I wake you?

- What are you doing?

- I was just uh, thinking about
what we could do with the space.

- No. What are you
talking about?

- Well you know, maybe we can
turn this into an office

and maybe I'll blow out the
walls, put in an extra window.

- More windows?

- Yeah, and maybe a couple
French doors.

Leads to the patio.

- Okay, you never so much as
hung a picture up on the wall

and now you're talking about
major renovations?

[stammers]

We've only been here
for a few days.

And we're still just renting.

And we haven't even replaced
Mrs. Claremont's furniture yet.

- I know that.
I was just thinking.

- Alex... what's going on
with you?

- What?

- You don't really seem
like yourself.

Like... never mind.

- No. Tell me.

- Tonight at the dinner party,
you were so quiet.

And when you did talk,
you were kind of...

rude.

- I just think we don't need
to be buddy-buddy with everyone

in the neighborhood, that's all.
- We were at a dinner party.

- It's good to keep some
distance between us

and the neighbors.

- I'm going to bed.

[birds chirping]

- Hey, Bannon.
- Yeah?

- You processed the Gladys
Claremont suicide, right?

- Yeah. Something wrong?

- No, no. I was going
through the files

and according to
your report,

Roger Perkins' fingerprints
were found in the house?

- Yeah. Along with those of the
old woman, the dog walker,

and some others
we couldn't identify.

He was her next door neighbor
so, it's hardly surprising.

- Uh-huh. So the scene was
locked down immediately, right?

- Yeah, we had to make sure it
was a suicide,

despite there not being any
evidence to the contrary.

- So, no note.

- None that we could find.
And we looked everywhere.

We even removed boxes
of her personal possessions

hoping it would give us a clue.

- Hmm. All right, well thanks,
Bannon. You did good work.

- Yeah, no worries.

- Thank you for sparing a few
minutes of your time.

- Oh, of course. Can I get you
something, coffee, tea?

- Coffee, if it's on.
- Yeah. It won't take a minute.

- So, you said this was about
Claremont's suicide.

- Yes, were you close with her?

- Ha. Close, no.

Nobody in the neighborhood
could stand that old lady.

- And yet your fingerprints
were found in her home.

- I said I couldn't stand her.

I never said I didn't go
over there.

- And why were you there?

- We're thinking about getting
a new lawn service

in the neighborhood. I wanted to
talk to her about it.

Figured we could get a better
deal if everybody was on board.

- And what was the name
of this lawn service?

- I don't recall offhand.

- Here you go.
I didn't know how you take it.

- I am so sorry to put you out.
I was just leaving.

I appreciate your time,
Mr. Perkins.

If you remember anything,
you know how to reach me.

Thank you.
- Thanks.

What was that about?

[ball rattling]

- So, what do we think, huh?
Maple Street man cave.

- Yeah. You know, of all the
things you could have possibly

come up with,
you settled on log cabin.

- Rustic Canadiana.
No, hey, hey, hey.

Not on the pool table. Come on.

y

- So, what'd you
tell her, Roger?

- Well, some nonsense about

getting a new lawn service
for the neighborhood.

- She believe you?
- Not a chance.

- Tellin' ya, we should've
taken care of this

with the old man years ago.

- Yeah, no kidding.
But that ship has sailed.

- What about the neighbors,
the new neighbors?

- What about 'em?
- Well, maybe they'll play ball.

- Yeah, no. Come on, Roger.
You met him.

I don't even like him much less
trust him.

- I'm telling you,
we should've nipped

this in the bud years ago.

- Yes, you said that before,
Jake.

It's not doing us a lot
of good right now.

- Take it easy. Take it easy.

- Well, we need to do something.

- Yeah.

- I'm going over there.

- Roger, come on. You?
- Why not?

- You're already
under suspicion.

- Well, what difference
does it make?

If they find something
and then they get one of us,

they'll get all of us.

- Well, maybe it's
not even there.

- Where would it be?

[chuckles]

You know Mrs. Claremont
would always visit

the old man's grave, right?

- Oh, maybe it's buried
with him.

[chuckling]
- Grab a shovel.

[laughing]

[sighs]
- There's no way, right?

- No! It's in that house.

Right under their noses.

- If only we'd taken
care of this sooner.

[annoyed exhale]

- We're gonna take care
of you if you don't shut up.

- That's not very nice.

[women laughing]

- Okay.

I just wanna say real quickly
before lunch comes

and before we open
another bottle.

It's nice to welcome
you to the group.

- Ah.
- Hear, hear.

- Hear, hear!
- Cheers.

- Welcome.

- And I wanna thank all of you
for making me feel so welcome.

- We're not giving up all of
our secrets just yet.

I mean, after all,
you are just renting.

- Oh, don't pay any attention
to her, Car,

she's just teasing you.

- Actually,
if I'm gonna be honest,

the transition hasn't been easy.

You girls have been great
and I love the neighborhood.

But it's Alex.
He hasn't been himself.

- What do you mean?

- Well, you saw some of it

at the dinner party
the other night.

Normally he's the friendliest
man in the world.

But at your house he was sullen
and rude.

And with me he's distant
and aloof.

And just not the Alex I know.

[laughs]: Well, welcome
to the married life, Car.

[scoffs]

- It's more than that. I mean
sure, we have our ups and downs

just like any other couple
but this...

this is different.

- Well, hey. Moving is hard.
It's very stressful.

I'm sure this is just
a transition.

- You're right.

Maybe it'll pass.

- By the way, did you guys
hear what happened

to Felicia Montclair?
- No. Do tell.

- Her daughter who she thought
was in grad school,

turns out she never even
graduated college.

[gasps]

- She was making a living on
one of those webcam sites.

- Oh.
[chuckling]

- Like, how much we talkin'?

- A lot of money.
- A lot of money?

[chuckling]
- Smart girl.

- That's what I said.
- Right?

[laughing]

- Sign Betsy up.
- Yes!

[laughing]

- Thank you for dinner.

- And thank you for dessert.

- You sure you don't wanna come
inside? We can watch a movie.

My mom's home but she...
she won't bother us.

- Uh... I can't.

I got curfew.

- Kay. Text me?

- Of course.

[insects chirping]

H

What's wrong?

- Um... nothing, I just...

I thought I saw something over
by Mrs. Claremont's house.

- Not Mrs. Claremont's
house anymore.

The new people are
living there.

- No, I know, but it wasn't
like the new neighbors.

It... it was like a shadow
creeping around the side.

- Uh...

I don't see anyone.

- I could have sworn.

- Hey, I'll walk you in.

Let's go.
- Okay.

[foreboding music]

[rattling]

[inhales deeply]

- Alex. Alex, I think
I heard something.

[grumbles]

[sighs]

[tense music]

[exhales]
What are you doing, Alex?

[clattering]

[breathes shakily]

[clattering]

[eerie music]

What the...

Oh, Alex.

Ugh.

[gasps then pants]

Al... Alex!

- And you're sure you
didn't see his face?

- Definitely.
He was wearing a mask.

- Now, you're sure you
only saw one person?

- I'm positive.

- It looks like they came
in through this door.

The lock's been forced open.

- So, they didn't pick the lock?

- No.
- Doesn't matter.

First thing tomorrow morning
I'm getting the locks changed.

- And installing an alarm.
- And installing an alarm.

- That's a great idea.

Most of the residents on this
block have one.

- You know, I'm surprised
Mrs. Claremont didn't.

- Well, plenty of older folks
don't get around to it,

especially in safe
neighborhoods.

They consider it an unnecessary
expense.

Besides, you can't imagine
how many of them

get triggered by mistake.

- We will get a top-of-the-line
security system.

No matter the cost.

- What are you doing in here?

- Uh, just some renovations.
Nothing major.

- Hmm. Mr. and Mrs. Patterson,

you said it didn't look as
though anything had been stolen?

- Um, I just took a quick look
around, but no,

I don't think so. Uh, my purse
was in the bedroom.

Nothing was stolen from there.
And well, Alex was there.

- And did you see anything?
- No.

- Did the intruder do this?

- No, I'm just reorganizing
in here.

I'll have it cleaned up
by tomorrow.

- Now, do you keep any
valuables in your house?

- Like what?

- Like cash, artwork, jewelry?

- Um, not really. My ring is
the most expensive thing I own

and I never take it off.
Plus I checked.

Nothing was stolen
from my jewelry box.

- And have you received
any threats

since you moved into
the neighborhood?

- Threats? From who?

- Anyone. Any altercations?

- Uh no, of course not.

The neighbors
couldn't have been nicer.

- And can you think of anyone

who would want to break
into your house?

- I thought that was your job.

- Mr. Patterson,
we all want the same thing.

To figure out who did this.

And the more we work together,
the better our chances are.

- We have no idea.

- Maybe... maybe they didn't
come for us at all.

You know, maybe it was
the Claremonts.

Someone who thought
they still lived her?

- Well, I don't know.

The Claremonts
are an elderly couple.

Not the type to have
many enemies.

We're still going through
the deceased's possessions

but so far there's been nothing
to point in that direction.

- Then... I don't know
what else to say.

- Well, I think I have
everything that I need.

And I know you're shaken up.
Just get some rest.

I'll be in touch.
And tomorrow, actually today,

you make sure you call the alarm
company and the locksmith.

- We will. Um, thank you,
Detective.

- Of course.

- You know we heard great
things about this neighborhood,

but we've only been here
for a week

and we're already victims
of a crime.

- I understand your frustration,
Mr. Patterson,

but break-ins,
they can happen anywhere.

- That's all we get.
That's all we get.

[birds chirping]

- Lou! Just the guy I wanna see.
- Hey.

- Ooh, I don't wanna get
any formaldehyde on me.

- I haven't even been
in the morgue today.

- Okay, all right. How ya doin'?
- Good to see you.

Can I assume this
isn't just a friendly visit?

-

- Well, I wanna talk to you
about a recent death, a suicide.

Gladys Claremont.

Is there a chance that it wasn't
a suicide?

- Her hyoid bone was crushed.
That's what killed her.

- But isn't that what you would
expect to see

if she'd been manually
strangled?

- Sure, except for one thing.

She was found hanging from
a beam in her living room.

- So, you're saying that there
is no medical evidence

that would point to murder
rather than suicide?

- That's what I'm tellin' ya.

- But it's possible.

- Yeah. Is that what
you came for?

- Uh-huh. Okay.

- Say hi to your mom.

- Okay. Bye.

[door opens and closes]

- Mom?

- Hi, sweetheart.

- Can I talk to you for a sec?

- Of course. Yes, sit.

What is it?

- Is something going on?
I mean, here on Maple Street?

- There's always something going
on, on Maple Street.

- No, I'm... I'm serious, Mom.

#

After everything that happened
with Dad, we promised,

no more secrets.

- And I'm not keeping
anything from you.

- I heard at school
that someone broke into

the new neighbors' house.

- I heard that too

but I wasn't keeping it
from you.

- I think I might
know something.

- What?

- Well, the other night when
Archer drove me home,

I got out of the car and...

I don't know,
I thought I saw something.

- Something.
- Someone.

Over by the new
neighbors' house.

Like they were scoping
out the place.

- And you didn't tell me?

- Well, Archer kinda
convinced me

that I must've just
been imagining it.

- Oh.

- Do you think I should
tell Detective Vaughn?

- You didn't see who it was?

- Well, I'm not even sure it
was a person.

I mean, it was dark and
I was far away.

- Then I don't see
how it could help.

- I don't know, it's just part
of me feels like I...

should let her decide that.

- Look, Britt, I like Detective
Vaughn a lot, I trust her,

but if you're not even sure
you saw anything, I just...

I don't think it's the right
time to get involved.

- You're telling me the truth?

You don't know anything
about this?

- What could I possibly know?

[sighs]
- Okay.

- Okay.

- Thanks, Mom.
I've got some homework to do.

- All right. Come talk
to me anytime.

- Okay.

[mysterious music]

[line ringing]

- Hello, you've reached the
voicemail of Alex Patterson.

Please leave your name, number,
and a brief message,

and I'll return your call.
[beep]

[line ringing]

- Hi, you've reached
Capital National.

- Hi, yes, um I'd like to speak
to Alex Patterson

in the mortgage department,
please.

- Okay, give me a second.

He's not listed
in the company directory.

Are you sure he works
at this branch, ma'am?

- Of course I'm sure. He was
just transferred to that branch.

- Maybe he hasn't started yet.

- Uh... you know what?
Um, I'm sorry.

I think I did get
the wrong branch.

I'm sorry to waste your time.

- It was my pleasure, ma'am.

[beep]

- But Lou ruled it a suicide.

- Yeah, but only because
of the evidence.

- Which is what we do,
Detective.

- But he also said that
he couldn't rule out murder.

We just, we just didn't pursue
that route

because we didn't have a motive.

- And we do now?

[sighs]
- No, not really but...

Something just doesn't
feel right. The break-in.

It has to be connected to what
happened to Gladys Claremont.

- Why?

- Because it's just too
coincidental otherwise.

- I don't know, someone hears
a new family's

moved into the house.

Maybe they know that
the alarm system

hasn't been installed yet.

Perhaps it's a crime
of opportunity.