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This better be important.

Some of your little cop buddies

have been sniffing
around again, sergeant.

And now I'm hearing that the
department of labor is planning

to launch an investigation
into my factories?

Are you going back on our deal?

Just relax.

As long as the money keeps coming,

nothing moves up the ladder past me.

What was that?

Were you followed?

No.

I made sure of it.

Drop the gun, sergeant.

Detective watts.

Father.

You two shouldn't have come here.

Adam.

All this time?

You were our friend. We trusted you.

Don't make me ask you again, hooks.

Drop the gun.

You know I can't do that.

Get down!

Forgive me, father, for I am about to sin.

Rick. I've been hit.

Felicity!

Hey, hey.

Hey, stay with me.

You're all right.

Hey.

I need you here. Please.

I'm so sorry, I... I...

Line? Wh-what's my line?

Cut! Okay, that's it.

We're moving on.

We'll get the rest in adr.

We're moving on, folks.

But hess... I just can't do it anymore, Cal.

I really, I-I just can't.

I'm a classically trained
actress, for god's sake.

I might as well be
working with a chimp here.

No, at least a monkey

would show a modicum
of professionalism.

Are you even listening to me?

Are you done? I could go on,

but in the interest of time, I won't.

So, I wanted you to hear this from me.

The network wants a big
finish for the season finale.

They want it splashy, they
want to bring in viewers.

Well, what's splashier than Felicity's life

hanging in the balance?

No. Cal. No.

No!

We agreed.

It's time.

It's what the fans want.

Screw the fans. What do they know?

Cal, please.

Rehearsals start in London in a week.

This is my chance to be
seen as a legitimate actress.

You promised me this.

You can't.

I can't?

I can't?

You're gonna tell me what I can't do?

Look around, kid.

All of this, this whole
world, comes from me.

What you have, what
you are comes from me.

I can snap my fingers and take it back.

There's no promises
in this industry, Regina.

There's only contracts.

Your contract says that
your ass belongs to me.

That means what I say goes.

You got it?

End of discussion!

What? Sorry.

You have a props meeting in five.

They need approval on the
severed hand for the park scene.

Also, legal called.

We are allowed to kill
someone using a blender

as long as there are no name brands.

And another one of
these landed on my desk.

Could be worse.

You could have these
lunatics telling you what to do.

Reggie, would you trust me?

Will you trust that I
know what's best for you?

You'll have new pages
tomorrow after lunch.

That's lunch.

Regina?

Regina, Cal has a script change for you.

Scene 10.

He wants you to say
"cadaver" instead of "corpse."

Yeah, that's all.

Tiny change.

Also the ice cream
truck you wanted is here.

It's parked at the gate.

Tell the crew to help themselves.

"Thanks for a great season.

"All my love, Regina." Or whatever.

Big font. Glossy finish.

Anything else before I lock
myself away and study my lines?

One last thing.

Cal says you'll have the
new ending this afternoon.

He's hard at work as we speak.

I'm sure he is.

Yes.

Let's go, I haven't got all day.

Let's get this show on the road, please.

Man.

It's wonderful that you took
the initiative to bring handcuffs.

I love...

Hey.

Wait.

Now it's the end... of discussion.

Hi. I'm so sorry.

I'm a little turned around.

I'm looking for detective Fleming.

Do you know where I
can... You're talking to me.

I'm not a cop, I'm just
a background actor.

Wow, you could've fooled me.

And I'm not easy to fool.

Can you point me to
Calvin Reed's office?

First building on the
right, ma'am, third floor.

Thank you.

Looks like the killer bashed in the shoe

with a fanfave award
for best theme song.

Poor schmuck. He was found like this

by his assistant after a massage.

Are we thinking it was the masseuse?

Security at the front gate said
the masseuse was a no-show.

Wait, I know this show.

It's the one about the dad

who helps his cop
daughter solve murders.

Nope, that's papa cop.

Father crime is about the
priest who solves murders.

I'll be honest, I didn't
know it was still on the air.

These shows have been
ripping off real murders

solved by real cops for years.

Who wants to watch someone
who isn't a cop solve crimes?

Yeah, they're not for me, either.

Little dark for my taste.

All that murder before
bed gives me tummy ache.

What's "wavey"?

It's the,

couple name for the
two leads of the show.

Father Rick garvey,
detective Felicity watts.

It's like Brangelina.

Or bennifer. Or spork.

They've been doing this

"will they, won't they"
thing for, like, 20 years.

It got old fast. Do you think

it was left by the killer?

A disgruntled fan?

It certainly looks that way,

- doesn't it?
- Detective?

Excuse me.

Get this.

We got in touch with the masseuse.

No pun intended.

She got a call this morning

to cancel the appointment.

From Cal's assistant.

Someone definitely
called from my phone,

but it wasn't me.

Really. The masseuse said

the caller had a "weird accent."

How are you at accents?

Not great, babes?

And I wasn't here all morning.

I was running around dealing with this

last-minute ice cream
truck that our lead Regina

- booked for the crew.
- And...

Other people can confirm

you were at this ice cream truck? Yes.

Everyone was either there
or eating lunch in holding.

Except for Jack and Regina.

He has a personal chef,
and she religiously runs lines

in her dressing room during lunch.

Plus, she would never eat
ice cream during a shoot day.

Dairy makes her bloat like crazy.

Something you'd like

to share with the class, Ms. Tascioni?

Yeah, I don't see
"massage" on Cal's schedule.

It says "network notes
call" at the appointment time.

Cal didn't like anyone knowing
what he was doing with his time.

Said it was none of their business.

So Cal's call on his Cal was code?

So that means the killer

has to be someone
who's close enough to Cal

to know his real schedule
and that he would be alone.

Someone who works on the show.

Do you know anybody on the crew

who would want to see Cal dead?

What's that?

The entire crew list.

Are you going with
that, nice yoga instructor

as your new roomie? No.

Turns out, she has three ferrets.

Every time I think I find the right fit,

there's just some weird deal-breaker.

A vintage gun collection,
an accordion hobby

and a violent history of night terrors.

Maybe I'm just too picky for a roommate.

Sorry for overhearing,

did you just say you're
looking for a roommate?

A temporary tenant in my
newly renovated guest room.

Why?

I just moved to New York for this job,

and, my housing situation fell through.

I was staying in the back room

of an artist's studio in bushwick,

and it's not great.

Well, I mean, I don't know.

My place is all the way in queens...

Queens? That's perfect.

I volunteer at the shelter

in sunny side on free nights.

I'm very clean.

I pay my bills on time.

I have no pets, I have no
guns, I have no accordion.

I'm single. Single's good.

You'll hardly even notice me.

Unless I'm stress-baking.
Do you like pie?

Pie?

She will take your
information and be in touch.

I'm Elsbeth tascioni,

and this is officer-soon-to-be-detective
Kaya blanke.

Congratulations.

I'm, Dr. Clayden. Cameron clayden.

Here.

Is that a toe tag?

Just give me a call.

Thank you.

S-Stop.

Look, there's Jack Wilson.

Ooh, he's so handsome in person.

What's the holdup?

I thought we were supposed
to be back an hour ago.

Excuse me, folks.

I need your attention, please.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, I
do apologize for the delay,

but we have just received
some terrible news.

Our beloved show runner,

the man who created
the world we live in, Cal...

Was found dead.

That's odd.

Why would Regina be eating ice cream

if she knew she was filming today?

Cal was... A good man.

Stand-up guy. Old-school.

Just so you know, you're not a suspect.

Multiple people saw you during lunch.

He was a real prick.

No one was a bigger fan
of Cal than Cal himself.

Every single decision
had to come from him.

Nobody could possibly
match his awesome genius.

I take it you didn't get along.

Cal didn't get along with anybody.

Except Regina.

He was always weird about her.

Cal was a relic from a bygone era,

when people like him could get away

with treating others like dirt.

Even the show is stuck in the past.

No one wants to see
copaganda bs anymore.

It's a fantasy, so we can all pretend

we live in some shiny, happy world

where good guys always win,

bad guys always get
caught, cops are all heroes.

No offense.

Maybe some of us want
to live in a world like that.

Where the good guys win

and the bad guys always get caught,

and justice actually means something.

And I don't think that's
too much to ask for.

Hey. You good?

Hey. Hey.

Excuse me. We were using that.

I'm sorry. It's just... Cal and I,

we were very close.

He changed my life by
casting me as Felicity.

I owe him everything,
detective tas... tasci

that's okay. Call me Elsbeth.

And I'm not a detective.

I'm more of an overseer or consultant.

Kind of like father garvey on your show.

That's a real thing?

I thought we just made that up.

You mentioned you had
some fan mail set aside?

Can we see?

Of course. Our fans are very dedicated.

I don't know where they
came up with the crazy idea

that watts and garvey
were ever going to be lovers.

Is this you?

Yes. My drama school days.

My god. Is that who I think it is?

I love her.

Ooh, and I love him, too.

And her!

What was in the water at your school?

All together, this group
has a p.E.G.O.T.K.C.H.

Peabody, Emmy, grammy, Oscar,
Tony, Kennedy center honors.

Wow. And of course, you have this show.

Yes. Yeah.

We're a very lucky class.

Regina, some of these
letters are very concerning.

And long.

And riddled with typos, but.

"Felicity, we know how you really feel.

"Please convince
Mr. Reed to give us wavey

or I don't know what I'll do."

Can we take these?

Is it hard playing the
same role for 20 years?

No, no, no. I'm so fortunate.

The job stability alone.

And besides, I was recently asked to star

in a west end production

and Cal agreed to
write Felicity into a coma

to accommodate the schedule.

But the director is a
massive father crime fan

and he says that I
was born to play lady m.

Lady m.

In the Scottish play?

Shakespeare?

You mean macbe...
no, no, we don't say that.

No, that's bad luck in the theater.

And I suppose on a
TV set as well, so I can't

can't take a chance on that.

So, I'm off to London in a week

to start rehearsals.

Whoa, that's so soon.

How exciting. But...

Why does poor Felicity
have to be in a coma?

Our production schedule is unrelenting.

We only get a few weeks off a year.

But that's the price you pay

for doing 24 episodes in a season.

But if Felicity is in a
coma for four episodes,

then I can be in London.

24. Ooh, that's so many.

I'm surprised that the
writers haven't run out

of ways to kill people yet.

Well, our stories are
inspired by real crimes.

So, I guess as long as people
keeping getting murdered,

we'll keep working.

We know the feeling.

Okay. Okay.

Well, thank you so much
for your time, Felicity.

My gosh, I'm so sorry.

- Regina.
- Of course.

I have the utmost respect
for law enforcement,

having had the honor of playing
a detective for two decades.

Well, thank you for your service.

Bye.

Yeah, we were friends.

Used to be.

I always thought we'd have
time to patch things up, but...

God makes other plans.

We're gonna find the
monster that did this.

You hear me?

- He did it.
- He's the killer.

What? He's been on
screen for, like, two seconds.

How could you possibly know that?

He has three Tony awards.

It's not as fun when you know who did it.

I don't know about that.

I feel like we haven't gotten
any friend time in a minute.

Aw. Between my classes,

and Teddy coming to
town, and jury duty, and...

It's just been...

Hey.

Are you sure you're all right?

Yeah. Ever since jury
duty, you've just been

no, I'm fine, you don't
have to worry about me.

What about you?

Have you given any
more thought to that me

becoming your room-ie?

I don't know, he seems normal enough,

for a guy who works with dead bodies.

He has good credit. He's a doctor.

But... But... he's cute?

And bakes?

Ooh, would you look at the time?

Okay.

Fine, fine.

But if you want my advice...

The world is full of enough dealbreakers.

Don't go looking for ones that don't exist.

Okay. Can I help you with all this?

Ooh, yes.

Hi, Delia

I know this is my fifth time calling,

and I'm sure you probably
want to put all this behind you,

but I can't stop thinking about your trial.

And Andy, and how someone
got away with his murder,

and they're still out there,

and I want to find the
truth and get justice

because that's what Andy deserves.

And I could use your help.

This is Elsbeth, by the way.

You have my number.

Tascioni. Captain. Hi.

Hello. Howdy.

Yeah, howdy, yourself.
Is everything alright?

Yeah, a-ok.

What can I do for you?

We heard from your new
celebrity friend, Regina coburn.

This was delivered to
her doorman this morning.

If I was a betting man, which I am,

I'd say that's Cal Reed's
blood on the envelope.

Ooh. What's inside?

It's a script.

According to Ms. Coburn, she
was halfway through reading

before she noticed the drops
of blood on the envelope.

"Deuteronomy 32:35"?

Is it a religious manifesto?

Every episode of father crime
is named after a Bible verse.

But according to fathercrimewiki. Com,

this episode doesn't exist.

"You are only hurting yourself.

"Give us wavey if you
know what's good for you.

This doesn't have to be painful."

This is almost a perfect match
for some of Regina's fan mail.

Same stationary, too.

What does it have to do
with Calvin Reed's murder?

Only one way to find out.

Anybody feel like reading a script?

"Exterior. Alley. Night.

"A figure watches
from behind a dumpster

"as Jason, 45, looks over his shoulder.

Candy, 23, "doesn't
know how beautiful she is."

'Hey, stud. Looking for fun tonight?'

Ms. Tascioni, why are
you talking like Batman?

It's my serious cop show voice.

Let's just get to the point, please.

Top line.

Fine.

The victim in this script
is murdered almost exactly

the same way Cal was.

Bound, gagged and stabbed in the eye?

Just with a knife, not a shoe.

Not sure why the killer changed that part.

So someone wanted to
take credit for the murder

by writing it into a script?

Well, that's what I thought,

except the cover page was dated

a week before the murder.

I think someone followed
this script to kill Cal.

Okay. Anything else of note in there?

Well, on page 12,

father garvey finally
confesses his love for Felicity,

leading to a passionate, overdue kiss.

And then, for the next 20 pages,

wavey consummates their relationship.

In graphic detail.

In every room in the precinct.

Yeah. And there's, one more thing.

Look.

An email address?

And you think we should
send an email and say,

"hey, it's the police. Did you kill Cal?"

No, but there must be
some way to get a writer

to take credit for their work.

Your 2:00 is here.

You have no clue how excited I was

to get your email saying
you liked my script.

I have some brilliant ideas for...

You're under arrest for
the murder of Calvin Reed.

We got you dead to rights, kid.

Your script contains the
method of Cal's murder,

the blood on the envelope
is a DNA match for Cal,

and we found this in
the trunk of your car.

A high-heeled shoe?

I have no idea how that got in there.

I swear.

I'm being framed.

I told you, I was at

the ice cream truck with everyone else.

Yeah, we asked around,

and no one has any
memory of seeing you there.

The curse of being a background actor.

I get it.

You didn't want to hurt him. You had to.

He was the only thing
preventing your precious wavey.

What?

Why are you smiling at me?

You're doing the voice.

What voice?

The father crime voice.

I thought that was just a thing on TV.

I am not... Damn it.

I would never hurt anyone.

But more importantly,

I would never do anything
to hurt father crime.

It's everything to me.

Father garvey taught me
compassion and kindness.

And when Felicity beat
cancer in season seven,

I knew I could overcome
my own struggles

with restless leg syndrome.

We know all about how
much you love the show.

You were kind enough to
explain in these terrifying letters.

And when Cal didn't
give you what you wanted,

you took matters into your own hands.

That's not how I imagined it.

Like I said, dead to rights, case closed.

I'm not entirely convinced

this case is closed. Geez.

I mean, detective Fleming is right.

All evidence points to Blake,
just maybe too much so.

Because why would he just hand us

the blueprint for the murder,

a clear motive, an email address,

and then walk right into a trap

only to deny committing the murder?

The man is clearly a few
sandwiches short of a picnic.

You've read the letters.

Okay, well, look at the letters.

All of the words slant to the left

because Blake is left-handed.

Oftentimes, people who are left-handed

will turn whatever they're writing on

to counter that.

But the whiteboard in
Cal's office is fixed in place.

And the message, "give us wavey,"

is perfectly straight.

So Blake didn't write
that. He's being set up.

By who? Regina coburn.

Now, hold on... all right, all right. Listen.

Don't these cop shows operate

under the arbitrary ticking clock?

Detective Fleming, we will
hold Mr. Balsam 48 hours.

Ms. Tascioni, you and officer blanke

will have that time to bring us proof

that Regina coburn is guilty.

So, go.

Thank you, captain Wagner.

We will get.

I have to run a quick errand first,

but I'm on it.

Bye.

48 hours, Ms. Tascioni.

Okay.

So, don't be nervous.

Last time I was here, I was tried

for a murder I didn't commit.

Yes, and I got you out of that,

and I'll help you with this, too.

I even filled out the form for you.

Okay?

Good morning. I'd like to submit a...

Expedited... an expedited request

for the transcripts from my trial.

Please.

Who's that?

Just a friend.

Name of the presiding judge?

Crawford.

Will you be paying cash or card?

After a long, mindful
conversation with the network,

we have agreed to honor Cal's memory

and our contractual obligations

by finishing production of this season

with me at the helm.

Elsbeth. What? Hi.

Hi. I thought I saw you.

And then I thought,
"well, who else could it be

dressed as a member
of the lollipop guild?"

Why are you here? I
thought you'd made an arrest.

You know, dotting
our t's, crossing our I's.

Finishing off all the other
letters while we're at it.

Well, now I'm confused.

Blake had motive,
means and opportunity.

He wrote threats to Cal.
Nobody could back up his alibi.

And don't even get me
started on his murder script.

What more do you need?

Whoa. For a second there,

I forgot you aren't a real detective.

That's so funny.

'Cause I was just thinking
the same thing about you.

It's true, Blake's script
pretty closely matches

the method of murder, but it turns out

he sent it to a whole list of people.

But you know what is
especially interesting?

He says he never sent you a copy.

Something about knowing

that you wouldn't get the vision.

How you never believed in wavey.

Well, he's a murderer,

so I suppose lying isn't
out of the question for him.

Maybe.

But I'm not easy to fool.

Well, good luck with your I's and t's.

I'm off to meet with my dialect coach

to prep for London. Ta.

Now, which one of these people

do you think Regina
stole the script from?

No, I most certainly did not
read that sad boy's script.

Barely enough time
to read the real scripts

with all the last-minute
changes around here.

It went promptly into the trash.

Turn.

Yeah, that's what the hair
and makeup team said, too.

And props and post and crafty.

Jack, any recollection of a
script from Blake balsam?

Very long and vaguely pornographic?

I don't read unsolicited manuscripts.

Like I told my doorman
and brother-in-law.

Melinda, I think we need to try a holster.

So much to keep track of.

Things ever go missing?

"Missing." try stolen.

Like I wouldn't notice
an $800 pair of heels

vanishing into thin air.

So, Jack, is bear man a man

who is part bear or a
bear who's part man?

I never asked.

I just put on the suit

and bring my jackness to it.

I heard that the father
crime filming schedule

prevents you and Regina
from doing outside projects,

but it seems like you do
a lot of outside projects.

Just not Regina.

That's because Regina wants to do

boring period pieces that nobody wants.

They want to see me
save the world from aliens

or robots or-or Russians

or a combo of those things.

If you ask me, Cal was
doing her a favor by saying no.

So no love lost between the two of you.

She thinks she deserves
everything I get and more.

I mean, look at our dressing rooms.

She had it written into her
contract after season four

that they had to be identical.

I noticed that.

You have the same, stereo system.

Yeah, well, the joke's on her.

She bought one for herself a while back,

so Cal had to buy me
one on the show's dime.

It's like Howard stern
is in the room with you.

You recognize this script?

Yeah. That showed up on my desk

the morning before... You know.

Cal liked to flip through
unsolicited materials

just in case there was
anything worth repurposing.

But he never read that.

He was busy managing
Regina's freak-out

over the new ending he was working on.

So Regina was with Cal
when he received his copy.

Do you know where it is? I don't.

So Regina could've taken Cal's copy.

Gia, how certain are you

that Regina was in her dressing room

during lunch on the day that Cal died?

- Positive.
- I heard her in there

running lines when I was walking over to

the art department to print out
a sign for the ice cream truck.

Did you notice anything unusual?

No, not really.

I... I heard her say "corpse"

even though Cal had just
changed the line to say "cadaver."

That's not like her at all.

Maybe because it wasn't her.

This new ending that
Regina was so upset about,

is it on Cal's computer?

No, Cal never wrote
anything on his computer.

I transcribed everything for him.

So it's in a notebook?

Cal wrote on just about everything.

Grocery bags, napkins, Bible pages.

If it's in there, it's probably lost forever.

I hate to give you more work to do,

but we're gonna need to find that ending.

So, not only did Regina

have access to Blake's script,

she also could have easily stolen

the murder weapon from wardrobe.

Her alibi could've easily been faked

with a recording of her running lines.

That would also explain

why the lines she was
saying were wrong.

The fanfave audience awards were right.

This theme song is very catchy.

Okay, so according to Gia,

Regina was mad at
Cal over the new ending.

And then there's the
phone call to the masseuse.

Regina was the only
person close enough to Cal

to know his real calendar.

But even if she used some
fake accent, how do you...

So, Callum, professor baird and I

were just discussing your final marks.

He seems to believe we have a case...

Did Regina do a lot of
accents on the show?

I don't know.

But I know who would.

Felicity is a master of dialects.

It's one of her greatest
strengths as a detective.

There's episode 208
where she goes undercover

as a waitress in Jersey
to bust a drug ring.

Episode 319, she
infiltrates a Swiss bank.

In season four, she does a bit of aussie.

Who could forget the episode
in the German consulate?

I could go on.

Do any of these sound like the person

who canceled the massage?

What can I get ya, sweetheart?

No.

Guten tag, Mr. Chancellor.

Bless your heart.

You're madder than a wet hen. No.

None of these.

Whoever called me that
day had a weird accent.

Yes, that's the word you keep using.

Can you think of

any other descriptor
for the voice you heard?

Any at all?

Just, like, weird.

Okay. Thank you again
for all of your... Help.

Yes. Thank you, Heidi.

Who do you think you are, you
brainless, action movie moron?

You want to compare films?

Right, you don't make any!

You're an embarrassment!

You're 20 years

too old for your part!
You're 20 years too old

for your girlfriend!

Are those cameras still rolling?

When's the last time
you had a date, Regina?

When's the last time you
called your kids, Jack?

Have you seen this kind of thing before?

Maybe between Regina and Cal?

Call me when you're done.

Get my agent on the phone.

Sorry.

And this is unedited
footage from season 13.

I held onto it in case of a lawsuit.

What are you screaming about now?

What do you want from me?

You're supposed to kick the chair in fury.

My god. Do you see that?

It says "in fury."

I don't know how many
times I got to tell you,

you read the whole script.

You read it including stage directions.

It's not just your dialogue,
it's not just about you!

Okay!

They fight like an old married couple.

Back to one, heinous beast.

Screw yourself, you ghoul!

What married couples do you know?

And... action.

So, Callum, professor baird and I

was just discussing your final marks.

That's definitely not
what she sounded like

when we watched the episode on TV.

She sounds... Weird... Weird.

What do you know about
Regina's accent work?

The trick at these kinds of things

is to slip them a 50
at the top of the night.

Monsieur.

Milton. Always a pleasure.

Well, you had the right
idea, hiding over here.

All this schmoozing and glad-handing,

it's all so undignified.

Leave the pleasantries
to the wives, I say.

Well,

Claudia is much more
adept at all of this than I am.

Yes.

Well, some of us are born for it.

Others are invited in,
for whatever reason.

Bunny.

So good to see you.

Well. Captain.

Please send your friend
Ms. Tascioni my regards.

I heard she came to the
courthouse yesterday.

I was sorry to have missed her,

but she'll be seeing me again very soon.

Do make sure she gets the message.

Hey, god.

- Me again.
- Cut.

Jack, the line is, "merciful
father, I beseech thee."

Yeah, see, that doesn't feel right.

What?

What?

Just... Come on.

Elsbeth, I really must insist

that you quit these unannounced visits.

You're in my eyeline.

But your eyes were closed.

I'm sorry. Respect the process.

Actually, I'm here on official

father crime business.

See, Gia found Cal's new ending.

It was written on the
back of a drugstore receipt

dated the morning he died.

You don't say.

Yeah.

All this for a pack of gum.

"Interior. Hospital. Night.

"Felicity clings to life"
as father garvey enters.

"He kneels by her bedside.

'Merciful father, I beseech thee.'"

prayer, prayer, prayer.

And then,

"through the power
of father garvey's love,

Felicity stirs awake."

She says, "'Rick."

"'Rick, I saw a bright
light, but I heard your voice

calling me back.'"

and he says, "'Felicity."

"'I thought I lost you.

"'And I knew

that I could never be without you again.'"

we push in.

"Garvey and watts share an overdue,

"passionate, wet kiss.

His hands slide under her h..."

All right, we-we get it.

It's very touching, but it's too late.

There's no time to make any
more changes to the script.

I'm off to the airport tonight.

Shoot. Right.

London calling.

But I suppose if Cal got
the ending he wanted,

you wouldn't be able to do Mac...

The Scottish play.

Yes, it's a small silver
lining to this terrible tragedy,

I guess.

I don't think I'm gonna be
able to make it across the pond,

but... Aww.

I mean, would you, if it's not

too much to ask, just do a little taste

of your lady m for me, please? I...

Please? Do it and I'll
go. Well... fine, fine, fine.

A little "out, damned spot" just for you.

Out, damned spot!

Out, I s... That's-that's-that's it.

That's the accent that I heard.

This is a closed set. Who's this person?

You know Heidi.

I mean, maybe not by face or name,

but you spoke on the phone
with her the day you killed Cal.

I did no such thing.

This woman is clearly unhinged.

I mean, look at, how she dresses.

We were wondering why
Heidi couldn't recognize

any of your accent
work from father crime.

Turns out, it wasn't your work at all.

It's the work of Hannah
basich, your dialect coach.

Okay, well, this is rich.

I'm great at dialects. Ask the fans.

It's the reason I was cast as lady m.

No, you're not.

Cal and Hannah have
been secretly dubbing

your accents for 20 seasons now.

That's why Cal

never let you do those period pieces.

He was protecting you.

But you couldn't see it.

Or hear it.

Your ego made that impossible.

You didn't want to kill Cal, you had to.

The new ending would upend
your plans for the west end.

Without Felicity in a coma,

you would have to be
right back on this set

in a matter of weeks.

And after 20 long years,

you weren't gonna let Cal
push you around any longer.

Using your crime show expertise,

you knew exactly how to
craft an alibi, plant clues,

tee up a suspect and
provide a distraction.

Planning the murder was the easy part.

All you had to do was read the script.

Or scripts, I should say.

Equal parts Blake's and the Scottish play.

Kill the king and frame the guard.

Or in this case, a background cop.

Well, you can't prove any of this.

Any idiot here

could get their hands on the script,

sneak into Cal's office,
and kill him with a shoe.

And I've done this long enough to know

that that evidence would
never hold up in court.

Ooh, you see, the script
didn't mention a shoe.

The script mentioned a stiletto,

as in, a stiletto knife.

It's where the name comes from.

More commonly used
for killing than a shoe.

We couldn't figure out why
the murder weapon changed.

Anyone who read the
script could have killed Cal.

Except anyone

would've noticed the word "knife"

written on pages three, 12, 20

and 34, unless, of course,

that person was in the habit
of only reading Felicity's lines.

Regina coburn, you're under arrest

for the murder of Cal Reed.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you in...

Shut up. I know the rest of it.

I guess you won't be
doing Macbeth after all.

Gosh.

I guess it is a curse.

Captain Wagner.

What are you doing still here?

Sit down, Ms. Tascioni.

Despite our rocky start,

I think, over the past
year, I've more than proven

that I respect you both as
a colleague and as friend.

And I assumed that
the feeling was mutual.

It is. Of course it is.

So I'm gonna ask this once.

What the hell is going on?

Why are you sneaking
off to the courthouse

in the middle of the day?

And why is judge Milton Crawford,

of all people, asking after you?

Because the last time
you acted this cagey,

you were investigating me for the DOJ.

This is gonna sound crazy.

Cameron?

Hey.

This... this is officer blanke.

No, sorry, just... It's Kaya.

Yeah.

I know it's late, I just...
the day got away from me.

So, I had a chance to
look over your documents,

and I think you'd be a perfect fit.

For the room.

For the room, if you're still interest...

You are?

Great.

That's great. How's next week?

Made by pop star trurose
that Van ness's lawyers

withheld crucial information

brought to light in his
first divorce proceedings,

drawing into question

the validity of their prenuptial agreement.

This is a late-breaking... Cameron?

I got to go.

This is not one of our usual suspects.

You're accusing a
sitting judge of murder.

Crawford is a powerful
man with powerful friends.

If what you suspect is true,

and granted, it usually is

he's also a dangerous man.

Are you sure you want
to go down this road?

I am.

Someone has to uphold justice.

Then you better tread lightly.

Because if he learns
you're coming after him,

he's gonna come after you even harder.

And he won't miss.

Now... What do we have to do

to take this son of a bitch down?

A Chicago judge has
unsealed court documents

that reveal accusations
made by Amber Van ness

that a 2016 police report
filed against her husband

was illegally suppressed.

The lawyers named in the
newly acquired court records

have yet to be reached for comment.

Your move, Ms. Tascioni.

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