All language subtitles for Murder, She Baked A Chocolate Chip Cookie Mystery (2015).sdh

[♪♪♪]

[Hannah]
Baking is like art.

You can paint by the numbers
following a reliable recipe

where measurements are exact
and ingredients set in stone...

Oh!

[Meow]

No, it's not superstitious,
it's...

Insurance.

[Meow]

You are absolutely right.

Or baking can be an adventure

where the Baker
takes creative license

adding a completely new flavor,
an innovative spice,

or replacing a key ingredient
with an element of surprise.

[Oven beeps]

The creative approach
can lead to abject failure...

Or it can produce
a signature masterpiece,

a confectionery delight,

a Picasso!

Moishe, you're
in charge.

If anyone calls, you tell them
that I've gone running.

[Meow]

Hey, Ron!

Morning, Hannah.

[♪♪♪]

It happened again?
Okay.

So, what time did you
get home last night?

[Door opens]

Sorry I'm late!

Okay, what's on the
schedule this week?

So today, we have

three custom birthday cakes
and two dozen cupcakes

for that cowboy-themed
birthday party.

And Saturday is
the Woodleys' party.

Malinda already
dropped off the silver trays

that we're supposed
to put the cookies on.

Fancy.

Yeah, the Woodleys love
having that party every year

to thank us for
making them so rich.

Are you going
to the party?

Oh!
No, I mean,

I have to get up so early
the next day...

I don't have a date either.

[Chuckling]

Oh, can you get
Betty's order ready?

Done.

I know I'm early,
Hannah,

but I still have to stop
at the pharmacy before work,

and you can't be late

when you work for a man
like Max Turner.

Lisa's just getting
your order together right now.

Everyone at the dairy
counts on me

to bring in the morning treats.

Betty...

You've worked
at the dairy for 15 years.

It couldn't run without you,
and Max Turner knows that.

You're a dear.

Hannah, there's something
I want to tell you.

I...

Here you go.

Oh, thank you.

Are you okay, Betty?

Uh...

I'm fine.

Cookies aren't on my new diet,

but I simply can't resist
your chocolate chip crunchies.

One can't hurt, could it?

How's your new diet?

Oh, it's okay.

I only gained three pounds.

Gained?

Oh, that's not so bad.

The last diet I was on,
I gained six.

Thanks.

[Truck backfires loudly]

Ron's here.

Thanks.

Morning, Hannah!

Hey, Ron!

How are you doing
this fine day?

Well, I think Max
should buy you a new truck.

It sounded
like it was going to blow up.

Ah, she's still got
a few good miles left in her.

Just as long as I go slow
and avoid braking too hard,

she'll be just fine.

Sign there, sign there,
sign there, and initial there.

[Hannah laughs]

You guys are so lucky.

I wish I had
a close guy friend.

Well, we didn't start out
as friends.

Oh, please.

Well, you ran over my foot
with your bicycle.

That was first grade,
and it was an accident.

I apologized,

and I gave her the apple
out of my lunch box.

Well, that's sweet.

And it was the beginning
of a lifelong friendship.

[Women giggle]

The girls are here.

The girls?

Just a few ladies

that get together every
morning for coffee and...

[Hannah]: To discuss the health
and welfare of our community.

Gossips.

That is one way
to put it.

I saw Claire Rogers

driving down my street
this morning at 2:00 A.M.

And you know
who else lives on my street?

The mayor.

And his wife is out of town
visiting her sister.

People tend
to have a favorite cookie,

one they choose
above all others.

But I don't believe
people choose the cookie.

I believe
the cookie chooses the person.

Ladies?

Ooh!

Lovely lemon bars.

Lovely lemon bars...

I have ginger
snaps for you.

Thank you.

And I brought something
for you, Poppy.

Yeah, good dog.

She's so sweet.

And... angel kisses.

Thank you!
My favorite.

Hannah, how do you remember
our favorites?

It's my job to remember.

What are you girls
talking about?

Oh, nothing.

Nothing in particular.

No, we are just
making conversation.

Well, I know
this community is very lucky

to have
such wise, venerable women

looking out for us.

Oh!

[Barks]

Hello!
The usual, please.

Hi!

I am putting in an order
for an apple pie for tomorrow.

I'm going to have it
baking in the oven

when I show Evelyn Simpson

what I've done
with her living room.

She's going to love it.
You have exquisite taste.

I know,
but Evelyn loves monochrome.

Everything in her house
has to match.

Pink drapes, pink furniture,
pink carpets...

When I started,

it looked like
an entire bottle of pepto-bismol

exploded in her living room.

But that's why she hired
a professional decorator.

True,
and it does look fabulous.

Subtle grays and browns
and a touch of Tiffany blue.

It sounds exquisite.

Thank you.

My goodness, Andrea,
how do you walk in those?

I'm a professional woman.

People expect
a business woman

to make a certain statement.

What statement do these make?

Well, it doesn't matter.

You don't care
what you look like.

That came out wrong.

I mean,
you prefer comfort over style.

Hey, so, mother joined
the romance novels club.

How many clubs
does she need to join?

Doesn't matter.

If she's busy, then she's
not trying to fix us.

That's true.

I should get going.

Am I going to see you tonight
for dinner?

Of course!
It's Monday.

See ya.

Hey, Hannah.

Oh, hey, bill.

Hey.

Andrea was just
at the shop.

Yeah, I left
before she woke up.

Hey, I saw you talking
to Mr. Martin

early this morning.

Somebody knocked over
his mailbox again.

He puts it up, and somebody
knocks it back down.

Looks like
someone drives by in a car,

leans out,
knocks it over.

I'd look for someone
with a good swing.

Makes sense.

Oh, by the way,
those stolen bikes

were exactly where
you thought they'd be.

They're being returned
to their owners today.

Wonderful.

Yeah.
Got to ask,

how did you know
it was the new gardener?

I figured it had
to be someone

with a big enough truck

that they could take
all those bikes

off the street

without
anyone noticing.

Huh.

Mmm.

I'll see you for
dinner tonight.

There's Hannah!
Hannah, yoo hoo!

Hi, mom.

You know all
the ladies, right?

Sarah, Donna, Karen,
my neighbor, Mrs. Rhodes.

It's really nice
to see all of you.

What's on the agenda for today?

We're all reading
romance novels.

Today, we're discussing
the plot and the characters.

But you all have
different books.

It doesn't seem
to matter.

[Chuckles]

And the red hats?

Oh, well,
the red hat ladies club

met just before
the romance novels club,

so we just rolled 'em over.

Well, I will leave you to it.

I have more deliveries
to make,

and I will see you
tonight, mom.

See you tonight.
Oh, Hannah!

About tonight, uh...

Don't hurry, honey.

If you want to go home
and change after work...

And Hannah, please,

have those old boots
cleaned and burned.

I like these boots.

Please!

[Hannah sighs]

[Door bell rings]

Oh, Hannah.

You look like
you just came from work.

Well, I did.

Is that flour
in your hair?

Hmm. Yes.

Probably it is flour.

I dropped a 10-pound
bag of flour

all over the place.

It was a mess.

And I suppose that Claire didn't
have any luck

selling you
a new dress, either.

No,

but now I'm realizing
why she was pushing so hard!

Mother, who have you invited?

I'm just thinking
of you.

No...

Oh, just go.

Andrea!

Your sister's here.

Stop it!

This wasn't my idea,
but he seems nice.

Hannah?

[Laughs awkwardly]

This is Dr. Norman rhodes,
my neighbor's son.

He just moved here

to take over
his father's practice.

He's a dentist!

Hi, Dr. Rhodes.

It's really nice
to meet you.

I knew your father.

I'm... I'm sorry
for your loss.

Oh, thank you.

Well, I'm just going
to get dinner ready

and leave you two
to get acquainted.

[Laughs awkwardly]

If it makes you
feel any better,

my mother didn't tell me
anything either.

I wish someone
would remind them

that we've grown up.

I don't think
it would make any difference.

We could make a run for it.

Yeah, we could.

I think
they'd just hunt us down

and force us to get
to know each other, though.

[Laughs]

True.

Norman,
Hannah has a master's degree.

She was this close
to getting her doctorate,

but she came back home
to help me

after my husband passed.

That's the kind of girl she is.

Loyal and devoted
to her family.

Like a German Shepherd!

[Mother laughs]

She has a business too!

And she can bake!

She makes
a chocolate chip cookie crunch

that you cannot believe.

But don't ask her what's in it,
because it's a secret.

Cornflakes.

[Laughing] Okay.

So, Norman,

why don't you tell us about
your new dental practice?

Uh, well, not much
to tell yet, really.

Just meeting
all dad's patients

and introducing myself around,
trying to build up new business.

Well, that's perfect!

I bet Hannah would love
to show you around

and introduce you to everyone.

Oh, no, Hannah's
already done enough.

I mean, she owns
the bakery.

Sugar leads to cavities,
so...

[Laughter]

Oh, ho ho ho!
He's so funny.

Oh, isn't he hysterical?

You know,
good teeth run in our family.

Ah, they do.

[Cell phone buzzes]

Hi, mom.

Yes,
Norman is a very nice man.

Am I going to see him again?

Oh, he's right here.
We're planning the wedding.

Yes, I'm kidding, mom.

Goodbye, mother.

Why does everyone think

that I need to find a man
and settle down?

I'm perfectly happy
with my life.

I bake cookies,
I hang out with you...

No, that doesn't sound pathetic
at all.

Almost out of milk.
Ron is late.

Ron is never late.

[Loud bang]

And there he is.

Where is he?

Not a clue.

All right.
Ron, what is taking you so long?

Ron?

Hey, Ron?

You need some he...

Help! Somebody
help! Help!

So tell me what happened,
what you saw, what you heard.

I was in the shop when
I heard Ron's truck pull up,

and backfire, and...

When he didn't come in
right away,

I went outside to see
what was taking him so long.

Are you sure
that's what you heard?

A truck backfiring,
not a gunshot?

Yeah, maybe it was a gunshot.

Do you think...
I heard it happen?

Yeah, could be.

If I'd just gone out there
sooner,

maybe I would have seen
the person...

Maybe I could have stopped it
from happening.

Or... you might have got shot
yourself.

Why would someone do this
to Ron?

I don't know...

But I intend to find out.

Um, I got a call
from the mayor's office.

They might call in
a homicide detective

from Minneapolis

to help with the investigation,
so...

He might have
a couple of questions for you.

Okay.

You don't think the person
is still here, do you?

I mean, we're not in danger?

No. No, no.

You go ahead
with your deliveries.

It's important for
this town to remain calm

and go on with business
as usual.

Okay.

[Sobbing]

There are no kids
on the playgrounds,

and the streets
are deserted.

People are terrified

that there's a
killer on the loose.

You don't think
it could be someone from here?

I can't imagine

a man or a woman in this town
doing anything like that.

Woman?

You think the killer
could be a woman?

Well, you never know.

Maybe a jealous
girlfriend?

Could be.

Just don't know.

Maybe Ron's girlfriend

caught him messing around
with another woman and...

I'm pretty sure
Ron didn't have a girlfriend.

He did, yeah. She
was with him today.

Really?

Yeah.

Who is she?

I don't know.
I didn't see them.

Ron gets here before I show up.

I always leave a jar
of instant coffee out for him.

This morning,

there were two styrofoam
cups on the counter,

and one had hot pink lipstick
on it.

Maybe she's the killer!

Oh, she was standing
right there in my kitchen.

Whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

Those styrofoam cups...
Where are they?

Dumpster.

When do they pick up
the garbage?

Mmm, 5:00 P.M. why?

Aah!

[Struggling]

[Yelling]

Stuffing! Just...

Ma'am?
Are you okay in there?

I'm perfectly fine,
thank you.

A-ha!

Okay! Yes!

[Click]

If you need some assistance,

I believe that
there's a shelter...

What?

About three blocks...
If you walk...

Oh! No, no,
I'm not homeless.

I was just looking
for something.

In the trash?

Yeah.

No.

I'm sorry, who are you?

Detective
Mike Kingston.

Oh... oh!

From Minneapolis.

Hi, I'm ha... oh.

Um, yeah, no, sorry.

I, I heard they were
going to call you,

and, um... anyway,
I'm Hannah Swensen,

from the bakery.

I'm, I'm the one
who found Ron.

Oh, good. Yeah, I
need to talk to you.

Huh.

So, um... how well
did you know the victim?

Uh, he was
a really good friend.

Boyfriend?

Oh... oh, no.

Just not your type?

No!

He was a great guy.

And he was
a hard worker.

He worked 60-hour weeks
at the cheery cow dairy,

and Max Turner
is his boss.

He's rich,
but kind of cheap,

and he wouldn't buy
a new truck for Ron...

So you think this Max
Turner is the killer?

No, I didn't say that.

No, no!

In fact,
that's what I wanted to say,

is I don't think anyone
in Eden lake

could have done something
like this.

Given the right
circumstances,

everyone is capable
of committing murder.

Well, that's a terrible way
to look at life.

I mean, I prefer to see
the best in people, and...

That's why you're a Baker,
and I am a homicide detective.

It is my job to consider
the worst in people.

Well, you seem very suited
to your profession.

Now, detective,
if I may ask

how the investigation is going?

No.

No?

Wait a second!

No, I can't ask,
or no, you won't tell me?

I cannot discuss
an ongoing investigation.

I came here to talk
to the kitchen lady.

Apparently Mr. Lasalle
made a delivery here

this morning.

Edna, the kitchen manager
at this school,

told me that Ron comes
every morning at 6:00,

but this morning,

he obviously had
someone with him

because there were
two cups of coffee

on the counter,

and one of them
had a lipstick Mark on it.

So... Ron had a girlfriend?

Not that I know of.

But he was your good friend,

so you would know
if he had a girlfriend?

Well, yes, but...

You know what?

Thank you for your help,
but I'll take it from here.

Wait a second, I...

I went diving
through a dumpster for this!

I was really careful

I didn't put any fingerprints
or anything on it...

Okay, so this is not
CSI las Vegas.

This is
a real murder investigation.

We're dealing

with a very dangerous
perpetrator here.

I get that,
but this is Eden lake,

and I know these people.

The cookie jar
is a meeting place.

It's where people
go to talk, you know,

and I listen.
I hear things.

That's how I helped bill
figure out

who was stealing the bicycles.

And you think
because you bake cookies

and you chat with your customers

that you have the ability

to get inside
the mind of a murderer?

I'm not saying that.

I'm just saying
that people talk to me.

People trust me!

And Ron was my good friend,
and...

Never mind.

I'd like to give you my card.

Thank you.

And welcome to Eden lake.

He was positively infuriating.

Marching into town
like he owns the place,

telling me
that anyone could be the killer.

Like, oh sure,

maybe it's Mrs. Binkow
from the cut and curl.

Maybe it was edna
from the school.

Maybe it was you.
Was it you?

[Meow]

I know it wasn't you

'cause you're my sweet cat.

Yes, you are.

- [Meow]
- I know.

Hi, Rhonda.

Hannah!

Hannah Swensen
in my beauty salon?

Well, this is a first.

Yeah, I wanted to ask you
a question about lipstick.

Ah, I knew this day
would come!

Let's begin!

Begin?

Yes! Your makeover!

Oh, no, no, no.

I just have
a question for you.

The answer is yes.

Uh, yes?

Yes, foundation
makes a difference.

Do you carry
this lipstick?

Pretty girl cosmetics
passion pink?

No.

Do you see
how that's smeared?

Our lipstick?
Smudge-proof.

But if I wanted
to buy this lipstick,

where would I get it?

Hannah,
it's not your color.

Trust me.

You're a winter,
and that is a summer color.

Now let me sit you down

and let me show you
the woman inside of you

that is just dying
to come out.

Um...

Ooh, nice bone
structure.

Uh, thank you.

We have got to do
something with this hair.

So you don't like
passion pink lipstick?

Well, I really don't like
anything from that line.

It's not
what I'd call vulgar,

but I wouldn't call it
classy either.

Do you know anyone
who does like passion pink?

There's only one woman
in town

that can get away
with wearing it...

Danielle Watson.

The coach's wife?

Mm-hmm.

You know what?
I don't have time for this.

I have to get
to the church.

Oh, no.

There is always
time for beauty.

Beauty is timeless.

[Somber organ music,
sniffling]

[Priest]: The service is over.

Go in peace,

and may the lord
be with you all.

Now the family asks
if you like to join them

for light refreshments
in the common room.

Honey!

Now, I know Norman is here,

and I do appreciate
that you're trying,

but honey,
a little goes a long way.

Mother!
No!

Not now, mother.

[Woman sobs]

Danielle, what's wrong?

It's a funeral.

One cries at a funeral.

Of course.

It's awful,
what happened to Ron.

Yeah.

Had you seen him recently?

Uh, no.

Not really.

Well, we stopped getting
home delivery,

so I didn't
run into him as much, but...

If you'll excuse me,
my husband is waiting for me.

Danielle...

Does your husband know

that you were with Ron
early that morning?

No.

Boyd was out of town
visiting his mother in cypress.

When did he get back?

About 8:00 that night.

Why were you with Ron
that morning?

I don't think
that's any of your business.

I would agree, under
normal circumstances,

but there's a homicide detective
named Mike Kingston in town,

and he is determined
to solve Ron's murder,

and he is not going away.

Hannah, don't.

Please don't tell anyone.

Come on.

Danielle...

Were you having
an affair with Ron?

Did Boyd find out about it
and get angry, and...?

And what?
Kill him? No!

Did you spend
the night with Ron?

Yes... but it wasn't
what you think, okay?

I...

I know Ron from g.A.

Gamblers anonymous?

Yes.

With Boyd away,

I was itching
to go to the casino.

And when I got there,

Ron was already there
in the parking lot,

handing out g.A. Pamphlets.

And the bouncer
wasn't happy about that,

so they had a fight,

and Ron ended up
with a broken tooth.

I took him back to his place

to put some ice
on his swollen jaw, and...

We talked all night.

That's the truth.

I believe you.

I feel horrible
about what happened to Ron,

but you can't tell anyone
about Ron and me.

You can't.

The police
have to know what happened.

I mean, you're going
to have to tell them.

Please... please...

Okay, okay,
Danielle,

I will try to keep
your name out of it

for as long as I can.

You promise?

I promise.

Hi, honey.

Hey!

Hi, there you are.

Norman!

- Hey.
- Hi!

Jeez, I like your...
I like your new look.

Oh! Oh, right.
Thanks.

You knew Ron?

Uh, yeah, yeah.
He was a patient.

Norman...

Did Ron come to see you
the morning that he was killed?

He did, actually,
yeah.

Can I ask why?

Apparently,

he got in a fight
at the casino,

and he got socked in the jaw,

and he came to my office
the next morning,

without an appointment,
just as I was opening up,

and I gave him a shot
of xylocaine for the pain,

but he would not take the time
to have the tooth fixed.

Why?

He said that he hated
being late for deliveries,

and that he was already late
for the cookie jar, for you.

Did you have an appointment
after him?

Are you asking me
if I have an alibi?

Do I have to account
for my whereabouts?

[Laughs]

No.
I mean, of course not.

I was just... curious.

Well, I did not follow Ron
to the back of your shop

and shoot him.

[Laughs]

No, I didn't,

because I did have
an appointment right after him.

Really?

I did.
It was your mother.

My mother?

Yeah, she came in,
and I whitened her teeth.

She came in, actually,
just as Ron was leaving.

She even waved goodbye
to him.

Maybe you can ask her
if you don't believe me.

[Both laugh]

It's not that.

I mean, you seem
like a very nice man.

Of course I believe you.

You're a very nice woman.

I'd love to spend some more time
with you, if...

I'd like that.

- Really?
- Yeah.

That's great.

You should come by
to the office tomorrow

and I can clean your teeth.

I...

That was a weird offer.

[Both laugh]

Um...

I don't date very often,

and I think
you're flustering me

is what's happening here.

I am?

You are.

Ooh...

How about lunch?

We could do lunch.
Have a picnic or something

and get to know each other.

I promise I won't talk
about dental hygiene at all.

[Laughs]

Sounds perfect.

Great.

Detective Kingston.

Miss Hannah Swensen.

Out of the dumpster.

Yeah.

Well, it's nice of you
to come to Ron's funeral.

You'd be surprised

how often the killer
shows up at the funeral

to inject himself
into the investigation.

I should have known

you came here just
for the investigation.

Think I came
for the cookies?

No, I don't, but...

Very good,
by the way.

Thank you.

What happened
with the cup I found?

The fingerprints
were way too compromised

by the garbage.

So you have nothing.

I didn't say that.

A homeless guy
was seen in the alley

the morning of the shooting.

That's a dead end...

No pun intended.

Vincent's harmless.

He just goes around

collecting cans and bottles
from the alley.

Well, if it's okay
with you,

I think
I'll follow up anyway...

You know,
since it's my job.

Of course.
I'll leave you to it.

Spoke
to your boyfriend.

My boyfriend?

He told me
about the casino

and how Mr. Lasalle
was hit by the bouncer...

Dr. Rhodes is not
my boyfriend!

Oh, I just assumed...

You do that a lot,
don't you?

Assume things?

Is that what they taught you
in detective school,

to assume things?

Because I assume that
you should be out there

finding the person
with the real motive.

Miss Swensen,
if you know something

about this investigation,

I expect you to tell me.

Of course I would.

You're the detective,
as you keep reminding me.

And what do I know,
anyway?

I'm just a Baker.

We will be sending these
cookies right out to you,

and congratulations

on winning our cookie
of the month club,

Mrs. Watson.

Do you have family
in Eden lake?

A son?

Oh, he's coach
of the baseball team

for the high school?
How nice.

Have you
seen him lately?

Not for a month?

Well, I'm sorry
to hear that.

No, of course. Uh,
thank you for your time.

Have a nice day.

Uh, Hannah?

We have
a cookie of the month club?

Only when absolutely
necessary.

Hey!

There's the cookie lady.

Hey, guys, I brought
you some cookies.

Thank you, miss Swensen.

Yeah.

Are you going to bring us
another win this week?

Yeah!

Well, we're going to try.

Especially you,
with that home run swing.

Yeah, well,
it is my signature move.

Uh huh, I know.

Another swing
could take out a mailbox

in one try.

How did you...

I think you should offer
to fix that mailbox,

don't you?

Maybe you could even offer

to help Mr. Martin
clean up his yard.

Yes, ma'am.

Go get 'em, tiger.

I think she's psychic.

Okay, guys,
back in the field.

Let's go.
Come on.

I'm sure the boys
appreciate the snacks,

but I'd prefer if you didn't
disrupt my practice.

Won't happen again,
coach Watson.

Hey, coach?

How's your mother?

Why do you ask?

No reason.

I just heard
you went to visit her last week.

I did.
She's fine.

That's wonderful news.

Ron and Danielle
spent the night together.

Danielle's husband,
coach Watson,

may or may not have known
that they did,

but he did lie
about going to visit his mother.

So he could have killed Ron
in a jealous rage.

Ron got in a fight
with a bouncer at the casino,

and the bouncer
could have killed Ron.

I should probably share
all this information

with that smug,
know-it-all detective.

This is
one of my favorite spots.

I know.

I asked your mother
where you like to eat.

What else did
my mother tell you?

Nothing.

That you like red roses,
and that someday,

you will make someone
a wonderful wife.

[Both laugh]

Yup... that sounds
like my mother.

It feels good to laugh
after yesterday, huh?

Yeah.

You know,
Ron's funeral...

Stirred up some
weird feelings for me.

Against Ron?

No, no, not at all.

Against the horrible person
he worked for.

Max Turner...

Yeah.

My father borrowed
some money from Max.

Max waited

until just months

before my father
was to pay off the loan,

and he triggered
a clause

entitling him to call it in
and take my parents' house.

Oh, I had no idea...

Yeah, well,
no one did.

I had to wire Max the money
a day before the deadline.

You saved your parents' house?

Oh, well...

Wow...

Norman, you really are
a nice man.

Mm, hey, listen, uh...

I have been invited

to the Woodleys' party
on Friday.

You should definitely go.

And take business cards.

You'll get plenty
of new patients there.

Great.

So?

So?

Seeing as it's been
clearly established

that we're both
very nice people,

I thought maybe

you would want to
accompany me to the party.

Accompany?

As in a date.

It's where two people
spend time together

outside of work.

[Laughs]

So is that a yes, or...?

Yes, Norman.

That's a yes.

Okay.

No, I'm not judging,
mother.

I'm simply asking
if you had your teeth whitened.

Norman said you were there
the morning of Ron's murder,

you saw him leave
as you arrived,

and I was just wondering
if you...

Yes, I saw Norman again.

He asked me
to the Woodleys' party.

And I said yes.

[Mother squeals loudly
over phone]

Mother...

Miss Swensen.

I'm Paul kassen,
the manager.

You insisted on seeing me.

May I ask why?

Well,
it's a bit embarrassing...

This is a casino.

Most things here
are embarrassing.

Now, let me start off
by saying

we can't give you
your money back.

Oh, no, it's nothing like that.

My brother was here
on Tuesday night,

and things got
a bit out of hand.

He got into a fight
with one of your... bouncers.

And my parents feel awful.

They sent me here to apologize.

He's fine.

He had a black eye,
couple of scrapes,

but nothing serious.

Oh. Good.

Was he able
to finish his shift?

No, but that had nothing
to do with the fight.

His wife went into labor,

and he had to rush off
to the hospital.

Well, I'd like
to apologize to him personally.

I even baked him cookies.

They're shaped like poker chips.

Did the manager confirm
the bouncer's story?

Are you following me?

Are you interfering
in my investigation?

No.

I was just making sure

that the bouncer
didn't follow Ron home

and kill him.

How do you know he didn't?

His wife called,

and he got to the hospital
in time for her to have a baby.

But he could have made a stop,
shot Ron,

then went
to the hospital.

That's true,

so I was going
to go to the hospital and check.

I already did.

And the nurse said
that he showed up

a little after midnight

and didn't leave
his wife's side for two days.

They just told you all that?

Yes...

And I didn't have
to lie about who I am,

because I am
a real homicide detective,

and not a Baker.

Well, that settles that,
doesn't it?

Yeah.

I just found out
that Max,

the guy Ron
was working for,

is also a loan shark.

I knew that.

You knew that?

How do you know that?

I've lived here
my entire life,

and I didn't know that...

Oh, I get it.

Because you're the detective,
and I'm the Baker...

You are a Baker that is in
way over her head, okay?

There is a cold-blooded
killer out there,

and if he finds out
that you're tracking him,

he could come after you.

I will have you know

that I am perfectly capable
of taking care of myself.

So it's back
to coach Watson.

[Car pulls up outside]

Hey, Claire!

I am in dire need of an lbd.

Wonderful.

Oh!

And you know how,
when you can't sleep,

you drive around
the town all night?

Mrs. Houser thinks
you're having an affair

with the mayor.

Fred Miller?

Gross.

So, next time,

when you have to pass Mrs.
Houser's house at 2:00 A.M.,

you should probably
wave at her.

I will.

Now...
About that little black dress...

[♪♪♪]

Lovely, David, thanks.
Welcome to the party.

Hello, Hannah.

And you must be Dr. Rhodes.

I am, hi.
Pleasure.

Welcome to our home.

Hannah, the cookies and cakes
are wonderful as usual.

Oh, thank you so much,
Mrs. Woodley.

Oh, please,
call me Judith.

Well, you must have
the most beautiful home

in all of Eden lake.

We do.

[Laughing]

Thank you.

Please enjoy the party.

Thank you.

[Plays smooth lounge music]

Hello, you two.

Hi!

Wow, you look
beautiful. Mwah!

Thank you.

- Norman.
- Hi. How are you?

Hi.

Um...
[Clears throat]

Excuse me...
What? What?

So... you like him?

Yeah, he's a very nice man.

Yes, he is.

And that detective Mike
is super cute too, right?

Maybe, but he's very smug.

He acts like
such a know-it-all.

He's very smart.

Bill said he's the youngest
detective in the force.

He goes around insinuating
that I have a boyfriend.

First he thought
Ron was my boyfriend,

and then he thought
Norman was my boyfriend.

What?

I know that face.
You really like him.

I didn't say that.

You don't have to.
You're blushing.

Not that I blame you.
He is incredibly handsome.

He wears
a wedding ring.

Oh... he lost his wife
last year.

That's why he was
available to come here.

He's thinking
of getting out of the city

to start something new

and was looking
to check out Eden lake.

I feel horrible.

I've been so mean to him!

Be nicer!

He's single and gorgeous,
and he might be moving here.

Wha... whoa... hi.

- Hi.
- We're back.

Good evening, miss Swensen.

Your cookies are a huge hit,
as usual.

Thank you.
Please, call me Hannah.

You know, there are
a few extra silver trays

that I didn't end up using.

I'm happy to bring them back
in a day or two.

Thank you.

Hannah Swensen?
Is that you?

Hi!

Hannah, I almost
didn't recognize you!

Benton, how are you?
It's been a long time.

I'm wonderful.

My parents insisted
I come to their annual party.

I saw you opened
a quaint little bakery.

How nice for you.

Yeah, it's super fun.

How are things
on wall street?

You still must be
the smartest guy on the block.

Mm, I've had great success
in New York,

but I've moved back home
for now.

What, really?

I'm pretty sure you said
you would never move back here.

In fact, I think you said
pigs would fly before you...

I felt
I could put my Yale degree

to better use
with the delray companies.

My father wants me to take over
the family empire one day.

Excuse me, I see someone
I need to talk to.

How are you
doing, Danielle?

Hi, oh...
I'm fine.

How are things with Boyd?

Everything's fine.

Look, I want to thank you

for not saying anything
to anyone about me and Ron.

I don't know how much longer
I can go...

I remembered
something.

At the dairy,

after Ron was finished
loading the truck,

he had to go to the barn
to talk to his boss,

but he said
that Max was in there

arguing with somebody.

Did he say who it was?

No, he just said

that Max was in there,
talking to somebody,

and he did not seem happy.

Did you notice anything else?
Like, a car nearby?

No... yes!
I did see a car.

What kind?

I have no idea.

It was small and dark...

Blue or black,
maybe forest green.

Anything specific

that you remember
about that car?

It had ski racks on it!

'Cause I remember thinking

I hadn't been skiing
in ages.

That's great.
Small, dark, with ski racks.

If you remember anything else,
Danielle, please let me know.

Of course.

Betty?
You look gorgeous!

Sorry, you startled me.

I gave up on the diet.

Listen, I was wondering
if Max was here.

Why do you ask?

I was just curious.

When detective Kingston
questioned me the other day,

I said that Max

was at the tri-state
buttermakers' convention

in Wisconsin...

But?

Now I'm not
so sure.

He was supposed to check in

at the eau Claire inn
on Wednesday morning,

but never did.

I have no idea
what might have happened to him.

Well...

Betty, do you know

who Max was meeting with
very early on Tuesday morning?

No one.

I have no idea.

Maybe it has
something to do

with Max's
other business.

He loans money to people?

Amongst other things.

Max has a lot
of enemies.

I see.

Well...

You don't get as rich as Max

just selling
cream and butter.

He's a shark

when it comes to picking up
failing businesses

and foreclosing on properties
and turning profits.

For Max,
it's all about the money.

Betty,
if you're going to go for it...

I'd say choose
the devil's food cake.

Oh, thanks.

Devil's food...

Andrea!

I've been looking for you
everywhere.

I belong in a
house like this.

Don't you think I would look
fabulous in this house?

Yes.

I'd have to redecorate it,
of course.

Modernize it.

Chintz are so yesterday.

Okay, listen...

Something fishy is going on
with Max Turner.

He's missing,

and I think it has something
to do with Ron's murder.

Where's bill?

Uh, there was a huge pile-up
on the interstate.

Bill just left to deal with it.

Okay...

Well, then,
I guess it's up to us.

Us?

Yeah.
We have to find him.

We?

Doesn't he have a wife

or someone
that's looking for him?

Are you coming or not?

Okay, fine.
I will go by myself.

And it will be lonely,
and dark, and scary...

Okay, fine.
That is so manipulative!

Well, I learned
from the best.

[Both]: Mother.

Come on!

All right!
Okay!

You have my word,
Benton.

I can extract
that wisdom tooth,

and you will barely
feel a thing.

- Fine! Fine!
- Okay? Okay?

You give me a call,
okay?

Hey!

So, are you getting
some new business?

Yeah, yeah.
It's a great party.

Good.

Yeah, it is a wonderful party...

I'm just not feeling well.

I kind of have a headache.
I think I should go.

Oh no! Okay, well,
I'll grab our coats.

No, my sister Andrea
said she'd take me home.

So you can stay and have fun
and drum up more business.

You know, I was thinking
that Judith woodley,

she needs to have her teeth
whitened.

[Chuckles]

Sure.

Okay, well, uh,
hey, I was thinking,

what about Saturday night,
maybe?

Dinner and a movie, or...?

It's a date.

- Great.
- Bye.

Thanks, let's go.

Come on!
- Okay!

What if Max
is sleeping?

We'll wake him up.

Why do we say
we're here?

A friendly... house call.

Ten o'clock
on a Saturday night?

You could give him
decorating tips.

Ah! That's true.

Come on.

Be cool,
be cool.

[Rings doorbell]

[Knocks]

Nobody's home.

Come on.

Where are you going?

Let's check the garage.
You give me a boost up, okay?

Seriously?

Yeah, yeah.
Just give me a lift.

Ready?
- Yes.

One, two...

His car's gone!

Whoa!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Okay, come on,
let's go.

Okay.

So... now what?

Well, the dairy's
just down the road.

I think
it's closed for the night.

But we're going to go anyways
'cause you make all the rules

and you're the boss of me.

I love being
the older sister.

Just don't.

Oh...

Andrea, there's a hole
in this window.

It looks like a bullet hole.

You have
a morbid imagination.

There's nobody here.
This is getting creepy.

I think we should go.

We can't go yet.
We have to find Max.

Come on, he's got to be
here somewhere.

I don't think
we should be doing this.

We're doing it for Ron.

Come on!

[Cows moo]

Andrea!

What?

This is his car!
This is Max's car.

What's with the luggage?

We've got to find him.
He's here. He's here somewhere.

Andrea, come on.
Keep looking.

Max?

[Cows mooing]

Max Turner?

Max?

Do you see him?

No, I only see cows!

Max Turner!

[Thunder rolls]

Hannah, he's not here!
Let's just go home!

[Andrea gasps]

I am not going in there!

I am calling bill
right now.

What's happening?

I don't have a signal!

Well...

Do you...

Oh...
Oh!

Thank heaven!

What are you guys doing here?

Well...
I... we...

We found Max.

He's in there.

He's no longer alive.

What?

What is it with you
and dead bodies?

Right up here, guys.

Bring your kit
over here.

How dare you
drag Andrea here?

No one dragged me anywhere.

I insisted on coming along.

To do what?

To look out for my sister.

So you thought
it would be a good idea

to come down here
in the dark,

break into the dairy,

and just hope
that you didn't get killed?

I wasn't thinking about...

No, no, you weren't
thinking at all.

You put yourself and your sister
in danger.

There are now
two murder victims.

Do you want to be the third?

I am the worst person
in the world.

Bill hates me.

I lied to the only date
that I've had in months.

My sister thinks I'm a fool.

I've been terrible
to poor Mike.

And I'm withholding information
in a murder investigation.

[Car approaches]

What is the matter with me?

[Car parks]

[Gasps]

[Pounding on door]

Who is it?

Who is it?

Your mother.

Good morning!

I'm on my way
to an estate sale.

I do believe

that today is the day
I shall find some wedgwood...

Maybe even a soup tureen.
I'm feeling lucky.

You had a chair
blocking your door?

No,
I was just cleaning the floors.

No, you weren't.

Your sister told me
what happened last night.

Hannah, you have
to stop this.

You're going to scare away
all the eligible men

if you keep
finding dead bodies, honey.

Now, I feel awful
about Ron's murder,

we all do, but...

[Sobs]

Oh...

Oh, sweetheart...

What's wrong?

I've made a mess
of everything,

and everybody hates me.

And I don't know
what's wrong with me.

Nothing is wrong
with you.

You are smart, and talented,
and a beautiful girl.

And you can do anything
if you set your mind to it.

But I...

But nothing.

You just need
to work it out.

How?

The same way
you always do.

You need to roll up your sleeves
and clear your mind

and get in your kitchen.

You always come out
with an answer.

[♪♪♪]

[Hannah]:
When you lose your way,

it's best
to go back to the basics.

If you stay calm and quiet

and focus on the mechanics
of baking,

all of the answers
will fall into place.

[Giggles]

[Radio]: Are you lonesome?

Are you looking for someone
to share your life with?

Stop looking
for the perfect partner

and concentrate
on being a perfect partner.

If you do that,

then that person
will find you,

and recognize in you
a partner for life.

This is Dr. Love reminding you

that a life without love
is only half a life.

Hannah!

Hi, I came to apologize.

For what?

For so many things

that I don't even know
where to begin.

I don't know you that well,

so I didn't know
what you would like.

I made you
a strawberry cheesecake,

and
some black and white cookies,

and a fruit flan,
and a babka.

A... I'm sorry,
what's a babka?

Oh, you'll see.

Wow, uh, thank you.

I think I'll go
into Insulin shock

if I eat even half of these.

I know, but it's the only way
I know how to say I'm sorry.

Well, um...
Thank you.

So that's it?

You expect me
to eat all this alone?

Well...

Come on.
I'll buy you a coffee.

Yeah, yeah,
this is it.

Are you kidding me?
This is absolutely gorgeous.

I run here every day.
I knew you'd like it.

Beautiful.

I mean, I don't really like
staying in hotels,

but it's just temporary
until after the case is solved,

and after that,
well, who knows.

Oh?

Yeah, I'm looking for
a new place to live.

That's one of the reasons
I took on this assignment.

Well, I hope
you like our town.

I mean, you know...

With the exception
of the two murders,

it's actually
quite peaceful.

These are so good.

Thank you.

I'm sorry
about your wife.

It must be so hard.

I wasn't sure I was
going to make it,

but life has a way
of continuing on

with or without you,

so I decided to
get up and join in.

Well, I know you're
right about that.

Why did I just
tell you that?

I... I never
talk about...

We found
some clues at the dairy.

There were two gunshots,

each from a different gun.

One round found in Max,

and then another
was lodged into the chair.

Two different guns?

Why would the killer
use two different guns?

I have no idea.

But the ballistics report showed
that the same gun was used

to kill both Ron and Max,

and the bullet in the chair
was from an entirely...

Different gun.

What?

You're sharing information
with me

about the investigation.

You know, the truth is,
I can't figure you out.

It's like
you're one step ahead of me

on this case.

I just may have
underestimated you.

I'm just a Baker.

Yeah...

The smartest, nicest Baker
I've ever met.

What a nice thing to say!

Did it hurt?

[Laughs]

You know,
the truth is,

I think that
if I give you this information,

on some level,
it will prevent you

from going out and trying
to find it on your own.

But does it also mean
that you trust me?

Just a little?

Yes...

But mostly, I'm trying
to keep you out of danger.

I'm trying to keep you safe.

I went through
Max Turner's safe,

and the guy made
a lot of loans.

He took advantage
of a ton of people.

Hey, is this the list

of people
that Max made loans to?

Um... yeah.

Bill and I
are going to be following up

with each one.

Boyd Watson is on that list.

I guess, yeah.
Why?

I may have some information
about the case...

[Cell phone rings]

Excuse me.

Detective Kingston.

Yes.

I'll be right there.

I've got a lead
I've got to follow up on.

Did you want
to tell me something?

It can wait.

I'm going to walk
back to the bakery,

'cause it's just
a couple blocks away, and...

Are you sure?

Yeah, yeah,
of course.

But, um...

Thanks for...

Hey, Danielle,
this is Hannah.

We need to talk.

Call me
as soon as you get this.

We need to return those
trays to the Woodleys.

Some of them didn't get used.

I'll put them in my car
and take them over tomorrow.

And they didn't pay
their bill.

Maybe you could ask about it
when you return the platters.

Will do.

Okay.
Good night.

Good night.

[Danielle]: Hi,
you've reached the watsons.

Leave us a message.

Danielle, it's Hannah again.

Please call me
as soon as you get this.

[Knocking]

Betty?

Yes.

Come on in.
What... what's wrong?

I know you have a cat,

and I was wondering

if you might like
to adopt bootsey.

She's a very good girl,
and she's house trained.

Uh, there's enough money
in that envelope

to cover her expenses

for... 20 years to life.

Betty, what's wrong?

It's too horrible
to say out loud.

Start at the
beginning, Betty.

Tell me everything.

The night before I was here
picking up the cookies,

I shot Max Turner.

He was a horrible,
horrible man.

I stayed for so many years
because I loved my job.

We were providing
a service for the community.

You shot him
through the window?

He sent me an e-mail
telling me I was fired.

Who does that?

I worked for the man
for 15 years.

I devoted my life
to that company.

He said they were
cutting back, and I...

You shot at him
sitting in his chair?

Yes.

The chair where he sits
all day criticizing me

and ordering me around.

How was I going
to find another job at 62?

And then I remembered,
I had my daddy's gun.

He had given it to me
for protection.

I had never even held it
before that night.

And now,

poor bootsey is going to have
to come visit me in prison.

That is, if you'll
bring her to see me.

Betty...

You did not kill Max Turner.

You shot at his chair,

but he wasn't sitting in it.

I didn't?

I didn't!

Look, I'm going to have
to talk to Mike Kingston.

He's the detective on the case.

And he's going to want
to ask you some questions,

and see your gun, but...

This isn't as bad
as you think it is.

Oh! Here.

I never want
to see this thing again.

Thank you.

Oh...

Thank you!

Thank you...

Danielle, haven't you gotten
any of my messages?

We need to talk.

I'm sorry,
I'm very busy, Hannah.

It's a little early
in the day for sunglasses.

I'm coming in.

Danielle...

He didn't do it.

He couldn't have killed Max.

Look, you...

You have to stop defending him.

I spoke to Boyd's mother,

and she hasn't seen him
in over a month.

She also told me about
winning the cookie contest,

which means that I know
that you called her,

and that you know that too.

Do you know
that Boyd borrowed money

from Max Turner?

What?

No...

I mean, there are so many bills,
and coaching doesn't pay a lot,

but... we're fine.

He may have seen you
with Ron...

And he owes Max money.

What kind of car
does Boyd drive?

He drives a black Honda.

I need to see it.

No ski racks.

He's such a good man.

I can't believe

that we would even think
that he could...

I'm so relieved.

[Gasps]

I can't protect you anymore.

Danielle,
if you don't call the police,

I will.

I know I should have told you

about Danielle and Boyd
sooner.

I'm so sorry.

Boyd is denying
having anything to do

with Max or Ron's murder.

He does admit to not
being at his mother's,

but he says he was fishing.

Wha?

Hey, jail is filled
with people

that say
they didn't do it.

I feel terrible
for Danielle.

I had a long talk
with Betty.

She gave us a statement.

You know, I really don't think
she's a danger to society.

Neither do I,

but I am going
to keep an eye on her,

and I insisted
that she work with a counselor

to work out
some of her issues.

Oh, I think
that's a good idea.

That's very compassionate
of you.

You'd almost even say
that was... sweet.

Must've been all that sugar
that you fed me.

Maybe.

Hey, maybe we could grab
some coffee

and several more desserts
next Saturday night?

I'd like that.

Good.

I mean, I haven't, um, dated
since I lost my wife,

but I'd really like
to get to know you.

Me too.

And I would love

to show you around
Eden lake, you know?

I mean, it's so beautiful here.

Oh, I've already seen
some real beauty in this town.

[Doorbell rings]

Miss Swensen!

It's Hannah.
How are you?

Um, busy.

Still cleaning up
from the party.

Well, I just came to return
the platters that I didn't use.

Let's put them
in the kitchen.

Cleaning up here
all by yourself?

Uh, yeah,
I am.

But there were so many people
here helping

the night of the party.

Oh, they were just here
for the evening.

Really? I thought
there was a whole staff...

Hannah Swensen!

What are you
doing here?

Hi, Judith.

I came to return the platters

and to collect my check
from the party?

Malinda,

miss Swensen and I will have tea
in the drawing room.

Yes, Mrs. Woodley.

Come with me, I'll
write you a check.

All of our artwork is on loan
to a museum in Minneapolis.

It's a small philanthropic
gesture...

You understand.

Of course.

When one owns fine art,

one must be willing to share it
with the public.

One must.

There are only a few cookies
left from the party.

I'm sure my husband and Benton
will enjoy them

when they come home
from the country club.

That's wonderful.

You know,
you can freeze them too.

How splendid for you.

Now...

How much do I owe you?

$220.

I was so happy to see
that Benton has come home.

Oh, it's pure joy
to have him here.

And he was doing so well
on wall street, as you know.

Raising a son
who is so successful

is quite an achievement.

You have a lot to be proud of.

I'm sure your mother
is proud of you too.

There you go.

Thank you.

[Phone rings]

I'll be right back.

Oh, my gosh!

[Phone rings]

Hello?

Andrea, it's Hannah...
Are you at home?

Yes, I'm just getting ready.

Oh,
I am so shocked about Boyd!

I guess
you never really know people.

Listen to me!
Find the list that bill has

of the people
that Max loaned money too, okay?

Check for me to see
if the Woodleys are on it.

The Woodleys are filthy rich.

Why do they need a loan?

Just check, okay?
And call me back. Thank you!

[Footsteps]

Shall we have
our tea now?

Thank you, malinda.
That'll be all.

Please, take a seat.

Wedgwood!
Wow, it's so beautiful.

My mother collects them.

She goes to antique shops
and estate sales,

always looking...

How sweet.

This is a beautifully
rendered set

that was on offer
for a limited time in the 1800s.

Oh, wow...

No, no, don't,
don't touch it.

Please.

These cookies
are delicious.

They're my favorites.

Hidden secrets!

I call them "hidden secrets"

because of the cherry
hidden inside each one.

Hidden secrets.
That's very clever.

I don't believe that
the person chooses the cookie.

I believe that
the cookie chooses the person.

The trick is that

right when that cookie
comes out of the oven,

you have to wrap it
around the cherry

to make sure it stays.

I don't bake.

When did Benton
get back into town?

He flew in last week.

Tuesday afternoon,
I believe.

And you picked him up
from the airport?

No.

I assume it was the Butler.

He probably picked him up
in the Bentley. Why?

It's funny,
I didn't see the Bentley

when I pulled up...

You know, there is
only one silver Bentley

in all of Eden lake.

It's in being serviced,
along with the rolls.

Why are you asking?

You know me.
Curious.

I was even wondering about
the black car in the drive.

The little black car
in the drive

is malinda's.

Does Benton use it
when he's in town?

Why would Benton
use the maid's car?

Look, I don't mean
to be rude,

but I have a lot of things
to get done today,

so I'm afraid I'm going
to have to ask you to leave.

[Phone rings]

Excuse me, sorry.

Hello?

[Andrea on phone]:
Hi, it's me.

There are no Woodleys
on the list,

but there is a j. Devonshire.

That's Judith's maiden name,
isn't it?

Yes.

Yes, uh, thank you.

You know, you can come by
and find me any time.

We could talk
about your order.

What?

Hannah?

[Clears throat]

Hannah!

Thank you.

- Hi!
- Hi.

Is Hannah here?

Um, no,
she's out on an errand.

Will you tell her
that Mike came by to say hi?

Why don't you take a seat,
detective,

and I'll bring you some pie
and some coffee.

Hannah should be back
any minute.

Okay.
Sounds great.

How's blueberry?

Blueberry would be
absolutely...

[Clattering]

I got this.

Where did Hannah go?

To return some platters
to the woodley house.

She should be back
any minute.

[Judith]: I'm so glad
you dropped by to say hello,

but next time,

please make sure
you call ahead first.

Of course.

I'd like to say goodbye
to malinda before I go.

Oh...
When I took that call,

I told her
to take the rest of the day off.

She works so hard.

Forgive me for asking,

but why did you take a loan out
from Max Turner?

Excuse me?

There was a list

of all the people
that Max made loans to.

It was found in his safe
when he was murdered.

Oh... that!

That was a long time ago.

Benton was having
some issues at work.

He'd lost some money
on a few stocks,

and his customers
were not happy,

so I helped him get a loan.

But why a loan?

Why didn't you just give
Benton the money yourself?

Look, none of this
is any of your business,

and I think you should go now.

Where was Benton on the morning
that Ron and Max were murdered?

As I've already told you,

he was on a flight
from New York.

Does he still have
the boarding pass?

[Scoffs]

Think that would really help

steer suspicion
away from him.

The murderer
is in jail.

And why would anyone suspect
my son of...

Such a heinous crime?

If he can prove
that he was on that plane,

it'll be
as if we never spoke.

All right.
I'll get the boarding pass.

There you are...

Lisa! Is Hannah here?

No, she went
to the Woodleys'

to deliver
some platters.

Is everything okay?

Hey.
Uh, I don't know.

Hannah called to see

if any of the Woodleys
were on Max's loan list.

I told her that Judith woodley

was on there
under her maiden name,

and she said, "thank you,
and come find me."

But she didn't
hang up her phone,

and I could hear
muffled voices,

but I don't know
where she is,

I don't know
who she's with...

Malinda!

Hey, malinda,
are you here?

Malinda?

Here it is.

I trust this
settles the matter.

Um...

Yeah...

Well,
that confirms Benton's alibi.

I'm so sorry for asking
all those questions.

It just seemed

like the evidence
was overwhelming.

A killer
needs a motive.

What possible motive
would my son have

to kill either of these men?

The art on your walls
at the party

was rented, wasn't it?

I beg your pardon?

And those cars
aren't being serviced.

You sold them,
didn't you?

How dare you?

Usually you serve my cookies
on Sterling silver platters,

and this year,
they were silver plated.

Maybe Benton
doesn't have a motive,

but... you do.

How did you know?

Well, I wasn't sure
until you pulled out the gun.

It turns out Benton

wasn't a financial
wizard after all.

I should have known.

He's weak... like his father.

Why did you kill Max Turner?

I borrowed a million dollars
to cover Benton's losses,

and I used delray
industries as collateral.

And Max was threatening
to call in the loan.

He was going
to take everything,

and you couldn't
let that happen.

Yeah.

Greed has always been
that man's weakness.

It gave me
great pleasure

to rid the world
of Max Turner.

Of course,
I couldn't have any witnesses,

so...
I had to kill your friend,

which brought me
no pleasure at all.

I want you
to know that.

Look, we could tell the police
that you were desperate...

However...

It will give me
a different kind of pleasure

to rid the world of you,

Hannah.

I don't like busybodies.

[Sirens wail]

Judith, please,
just consider the consequences

of doing
something like this.

I mean, if you just
think it through...

Would you like to finish
your tea before I kill you?

That's not real Wedgwood.
You know that, right?

[Scoffs]

And how exactly
would you know that?

A little trick
of my mother's.

Most people don't know

that Wedgwood would put
a double maker's mark

on the underside
of the lid.

Shall we see?

Like I said...
Only one mark.

Let go!

Ah! No, no, no,
okay! Okay!

I guess
we won't be finishing our tea.

Okay...

[Door opens and closes]

Mother...

What are you doing?

Put the gun down.

I'm doing this for you,
Benton...

For us, for the family!

No, you're not.

You're destroying the
woodley name forever!

Put the gun down!

How many times have I had
to bail you out of trouble?

Our money is the only thing

that brought you crawling back
from New York.

You're wrong,

and clearly,
you've lost your mind.

We wouldn't be
in this situation

if you had invested wisely,
and if you'd listened to me!

That's nothing compared
with what you've done!

Dad told me his
suspicions about you,

but I didn't believe him
until now.

Drop the gun!

N...

Put the gun down,
Mrs. Woodley.

You...

Put it down.

No!

[Benton]: Mother...

It's over.

Put the gun down.

[Police radio chatter]

How did you even
know to come here?

I came by your store
to tell you

that Boyd's story
actually checked out,

that he was really fishing

when he said
he was at his mother's.

I feel so badly
for suspecting him.

All the clues
led there.

But detective work
is dangerous.

I mean, you realize

that you were very close
to getting yourself killed.

I know.
You're right.

You're the detective,
I am the Baker...

Next time,
I will be more careful.

I'm sorry,
next time?

I'm going to have
to keep my eye on you.

[♪♪♪]

A double homicide.

Good heavens!

Eden lake
will never be the same.

[Dog barks]

[Women laugh and chatter]

So, I am making
a big Italian dinner

for my grandfather
this Saturday night.

I hope you can come?

Oh, I would love to,

but I have a date
on Saturday.

Oh!

Oh, my goodness...

I think I have
two dates on Saturday!

Well,
you're a very popular girl!

Yeah...

I guess I am.

[Hannah]:
Baking is a metaphor for life.

One must follow
a recipe for happiness

by adding equal measure
of reliable ingredients,

mixed with innovative spice,

in order to create a cookie
that is satisfying, sweet...

And full of adventure.

[Laughing]