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The calendar

this month feels
a bit imbalanced.

Imbalanced? How?

I managed a dozen press events

and still made time
for this relationship.

Shouldn't I get, uh,
a little reciprocity?

Could you set the book
down when you talk?

It's like there are two of you.

This calendar, it's-it's packed
with Axel and Taylor time.

16 blocks,

including tonight.

For this relationship to work,
it needs equal apportionment.

You're always invited, Freya,
you just never want to join us.

For a microbial soak?
No, thank you.

It's a hot tub, babe,
not a petri dish.

Well, I guess I'm doomed,

to be an outsider
in my own relationship.

Hey.

We love you.

And we appreciate
everything you do for us.

Really? You do? Like what?

Like the calendar.

Oh, yeah. The calendar is vital.

And you're right.

We'll make more time
for the three of us together.

What about tomorrow?

But just us.

Deal.

You can pick what we do.

Cool. So, what's next

on this agenda?

Oh, a gift

from Axel and me...

...to celebrate you
joining our life.

The last six months
have been

the best in our marriage.

Thanks.

I don't think I have
anything to put in here.

Your gummies, maybe.

Of course,

you know
you have to give

something up for this.

No, come on,
we can make an exception.

She's already given up plenty.

And gained two partners.

Excess is for the masses.
You know that.

Plus, this will
help you maintain

your 44 items.

Sweet.

Meeting over?
I want to go finish

my squats reps.

It's leg day. Mwah.

Maybe we should call it a night.

Pass me a towel.

You've been naughty.

What is this?

This is your real
anniversary present.

It's beautiful.

But I don't have anything
to give up for it.

Well, it'll just be
our little secret.

Sometimes, baby, more is more.

Mm.

It's so nice
to have our night out.

Axel would hate this hotel.

But it's perfect for us.

Totally.

Why don't we go to
a karaoke bar or something?

Wouldn't that be fun?

Mm...

I have a better idea.

What about...

some relationship-building
exercises...

Mmm.

...where we just stare
into each other's eyes

for eight minutes?

How about this for a
relationship-building exercise?

- You have to come in.
- The water is perfect.

One second.

Come on.

Axel?

Where is he?

Of course,

he wouldn't clean
up after himself.

Something's wrong.

He wouldn't leave his phone.

Hello.

Oh, excuse me.
Yeah.

Is Detective Kaya Blanke
on this case?

Hate to disappoint,

but no.
Oh.

Of course.

I don't know why I thought
that we'd be on the same cases

now that she's made detective.

Um, authentic New York

Black & White Cookie?

Uh, not much of a sweet tooth.

More for me.

So, what happened here?

Hot tub drowning.
Axel Frostad, 52.

- Personal trainer.
- Mm,

how horrifying. Heart attack?

Worse. It appears a clogged
drain caused another drain

to overcompensate.

The force sucked in his ponytail

and held him under long
enough for him to drown.

Yikes. Any witnesses?

No.

The family was
at a hotel.

What a terrible way to go.

Terrible, but not unusual.

Suction entrapment
accounts for dozens

of injuries and
deaths every year.

Not much else for us to do here.
I'm gonna wrap this up.

Maybe skip your Elsbeth-y thing
this time.

- Hi.
- Oh, uh...

Uh, all of your colleagues are
wearing their shoe coverings.

Kindly follow
their lead.

I am so sorry for your loss.

I can't believe he's gone.

It's been quite a shock.

Who are you?
Um,

I'm Elsbeth Tascioni.

I'm with the police.

Police carrying baked goods?

Unorthodox.

They're not standard issue,

but they make
great conversation starters.

Would you care for one?

Thanks, no.
Are those your crumbs

on my floor?
Freya, please.

"Freya"?

Wow, that's

a beautiful name.

Freya Frostad.

Axel was my husband.

I'm Taylor.
The three of us were together.

Oh, so you're a throuple?

I'm sorry,
I don't mean

to act surprised,
I've just only ever

seen that on TV.

- It's so not a big deal.
- This was recovered

from one of the drains.
Do either of you recognize it?

No.

Are you sure? This looks, um,

pretty unique.

One, two, three, four

tote bags?

Why are you
carrying around so much?

Are you worried
you're not enough?

People
usually say I'm too much.

I'll get you
a copy of my book.

It can help with all the excess.

Oh, I recognize you now.

You were on my favorite
morning show this week.

You help people, um...

declutter.

Mutt-- may--

"Much More for More,"
or something?

"Less is More," and it is.

Oh. Thank you.
I, uh, I enjoy my excess.

People acquire unnecessary stuff

because it makes
them feel in control,

but they're not.

We're certain
that's none of ours.

Now, if you'll excuse us,
we'd like to grieve in private.

And one word of advice:
just let go.

Start with one...

tote bag, just one.

Are you happy now that
you've made the family upset?

There's something odd
about that woman.

Yeah, she's odd.

Oh, hey, hey.

Perfect timing.

I've only got a minute or two.
Okay,

I am decluttering.

Which one of these bags
speaks to you the least?

"Less is More With 44:

"The Freya Frostad Method
of Letting Go

for a Life of Quality,
Not Quantity."

That is a long title
for a minimalist.

Yeah. Ooh.

Is that your new case?
Let's brainstorm.

Actually, I...
Oh, I almost forgot.

Brain food.

I got these from the cutest
little bakery on 73rd.

I can't get enough of them.

Thanks, but I've been
cutting down on sugar lately.

Oh, um, I didn't realize.

No, it's no sweat.

I should get back to it.
We'll talk later?

Definitely. I'm just so sad

that we're not working on
the same cases anymore.

Oh. Yeah.

But I kind of like
the challenge.

Right.

Yeah.

Progress, I see.

I pulled Axel Frostad's

medical records.

Due diligence.

Wow, that's a lot of records

for a personal trainer.

In the last six months,
Axel Frostad

has been to the urgent care
over half a dozen times.

Repeated G.I. distress,
hair-dryer electrocution.

Multiple slip-and-falls.
One of them

was on a frozen yoga mat.

Is that a thing?

I'm sure it isn't.

Either Axel Frostad

is the unluckiest man
in New York or...

Somebody's been trying
to kill him.

Oh, thank you for walking Gonzo.

This case I'm on
has me all...

Yeah, it looks like it.

And I'm happy to help.

Roy's job gave him equipment

to record his White Whale
podcast at home.

Ooh, that's great

for Roy.
Yeah, sure,

except he lives in a studio,
and I ruined a take by sneezing.

Are you okay?
Do you have a temperature?

No. Mom.

No, I'm fine, I'm
just more annoyed

than anything.

Roy said that I'm fine
and can stay

as long as I make
no human sounds.

Oh, no. Are you and Roy...

So, um, what's this
new case you're on?

Get this:

it's a throuple maybe murder.

Mm. Well, that expands
the usual suspect pool.

And it's got me thinking.

First of all,
why would you kill someone

instead of just
breaking up with them?

Hmm, maybe because breakup
conversations are the worst?

And second,

can you get everything
you need in a relationship

from just one person?

You must have thought
Dad was enough to marry him.

Oh, of course,
but we married young.

And then we grew
and we changed, a lot.

A lot, a lot.

Our politics,
our hobbies, our...

hats, but then we got you,
and it was all well worth it.

It was worth your
dumpster-fire divorce?

Yes. Every second.

I don't know, maybe you can't
expect everything

from just one person.

I mean, like you
said, people change.

And I-I haven't
really experimented

with dating more than...

So, I heard

that you had a thing with
some hot Scottish dude.

Kaya told you?

I was gonna tell you eventually,
I promise.

I'm happy for you.

Well, thank you.

Me, too.

It's nice to have a "thing."

Especially one that doesn't
have a lot of baggage.

Love you. Mwah.

Bye, Gonzo.

You're a good girl.
Gonzo.

So, Captain, uh,
froth was present

in the upper and lower airways.

Also, findings of
pleural effusion

and lung
overinflation.

So, Axel Frostad drowned?
Uh, yes.

Uh, he also had
fresh, broken skin

on the knuckles
of both hands.

Our victim got into a fight
with someone, then.

Got his hair stuck in a drain
and drowned.

One hell of a fight.

There was no blood
at the crime scene.

It was weirdly immaculate.

And as far as we
know, he was alone.

So who did he fight with?

Or what?

Perfect. I'll send out
an APB for a "what."

Better yet,
go back to the scene.

Maybe we missed something.

Oh, good idea.
But I don't think Freya

will be very happy with me.

Why? Are you gonna
accuse her of murder?

No, not yet. Because
I haven't let go

of even one item
from my totes yet.

Captain, we have something
we need your eyes on ASAP.

Sorry to interrupt.

Oh, never apologize.

ASAP?

That sounds important.
Is there anything I can...

Detective Blanke

can handle this on her own.

Ms. Tascioni,
close the door on the way out.

That she can. And of course.

Time is of the
essence, my friend.

Okay.

We could start

with frozen hot chocolate
at Serendipity.

And she says she hates
merry-go-rounds,

but people just say that
until they're on them.

Is this about the case?

The case? Case of the birthdays.

It's Kaya's birthday.
What? When?

The seventh.

The seventh?

I had no idea.

Oh, my God.

And I have such a backlog
of cases.

This-this-this cannot be
my first boyfriend fail.

It won't be, boyfriend.

Sorry, that sounded weird.

I'm just so excited
we can finally say it.

Um, my note
cards and I

have this handled.

You and your dead bodies
can rest easy.

Sorry, that sounded
weird, too.

Yeah-- thank you, Elsbeth. Um...

You know, Kaya's lucky
to have a friend like you.

Oh, stop it.
I'm the lucky one.

I guess I am, too.

Ooh, boy, it's dark in there.

That's a top-of-the-line
Tub Top with a watertight seal.

You could develop film in there.

Don't say that. She'll try it.

What are you looking for, anyway?

Mr. Frostad had bloody knuckles.

There was no indication of
a struggle outside the hot tub,

so we're trying to see
if something happened inside.

Maybe he was trying
to fight his way out.

You can't punch your way out.

Our tops could survive
a nuclear blast.

Oh. That's a selling point. Huh.

Anything?
Let's see.

Any update?

No.

Just rubbing their dirty feet
all over our hot tub.

You'll be the first to know
the minute I find out anything.

About that, um...

When you tell me,
I may be somewhere else.

Freya, I can't
be here anymore.

If it's too much
to be where Axel passed,

then let's-let's check
into a hotel.

No, I saw

the new calendar with all
of the shared time for just us,

and my palms started to sweat.

That's not a dynamic
I'm interested in.

It's a lot to get used to.
And we've just...

we've just suffered
a devastating loss.

And that loss
makes us

a couple, not a throuple.

I don't do couples.

I'm sorry. We both deserve
what we need and want

from a relationship,
and "us" just isn't for me.

Like you say, I think
it's time to let go.

No.

What?

No, no.

I-I just, I-I agree with you.

It's too...

it's too much pressure
with just the two of us.

Let's bring in a third.

The sooner, the better.

I'm putting it at the top
of our to-do list.

Really?

We've had to let go of so much.

I can't lose you, too.

I won't, I won't lose you, too.

- So I was right.
- Axel was alive.

I was right, too.

Told you you can't punch
through our quality tops.

So we found your "what."

But what does that
give us besides

for an even less pleasant
drowning than we thought?

Well, Axel wouldn't close
the cover on himself.

Generally, he couldn't have,

but technically...
What do you mean
by "generally"?

The Frostads have

an upgraded motion
control feature.

If no movement is detected
in the hot tub for 30 minutes,

the cover closes automatically.

So, if Axel was moving,

the motion detection
shouldn't have kicked in.

Correct.

And what did you mean by

"technically"?

Technically, you can override

the motion detection
and close the cover via the app

like I did when you got in.

But Axel's phone
wasn't near him.

And what if the Wi-Fi goes out?

Then you can just press
the physical switch,

which should be...

Oh, found it.

I can't count how many

electric code
violations that is.

The proximity to water alone.

This was clearly

a user error.

But which user?

Because Axel...

couldn't have reached
the switch.

Regardless, the
switch placement

voids our warranty

and Tub Tops's liability
in the matter.

Where else could it go?

You had the switch
installed down here?

Of course I did.

Anywhere else
would be an eyesore.

Pure anarchy.

People need to use
things as intended.

I need

to grieve my husband in peace.

We understand.

Taylor was particularly upset.

We're equally upset.

Right, but you can appreciate
that my job

is to make sure the police do
a quality investigation.

And mine is to make sure
Tub Tops's good name

doesn't get smeared
in the press.

Why didn't you unclog the drain
after we sent text alerts?

I delete all my texts.

After reading, they so quickly
become digital clutter.

Unbelievable.

Smart.
Convenient.

So, if there's nothing else...

There is, unfortunately.

Axel was alive and fighting
to get out of the hot tub

after the cover closed.

You're saying Axel
could have survived?

I don't understand.

None of us do, frankly.

The motion detection

should have prevented
the cover from closing,

so it must have
malfunctioned.

Again, please refrain

from accusing our product
of malfunctioning.

It's in perfect
working order.

Someone must have
hit the switch.

Who? No one else was here

at the time of death.

You're the police.
You figure out who.

Well,

that's who.

Yeah. I must have...

I must have activated

the Sopa that night out of...

habit.

Axel was always out
of the hot tub by 9:00.

Oh, my God.

How could I make

such a tragic mistake?

Yes. How could you have?

Sopa Sweep Cleaner
Enterprises will not take

the public heat because
our Sopa cleaned too well.

And Tub Tops will not be
blamed for manufacturing

too good a cover.
The cover wasn't faulty.

And the Sopa Sweep
Cleaner is clean,

both technically and physically.

It was empty before we arrived.

One man's emptying is
another man's tampering.

So it was...

User error.
User error.

Error the user Freya

was more than willing
to point out.

Accidents happen.

Murder is better for a brand
than an accident.

Sorry to disappoint.

How long would it take for
this much hair to accumulate?

Five months.
Several months.

And it was only in one drain.

Maybe we should
run some tests on it,

you know,
since that is an option.

Is it, now?

A clog this big
with someone as tidy as Freya?

User error

or user... something else.

Like something
intentional.
Mmm.

Test the hair.

Gross, but plausible.

Tub Tops will cover
the cost of testing.

Cover the cost?

Well, that's
a great deal--

Uh...

Fine. We'll test the hair.

Before it gets swept away.
Satisfied?

Yes.

I'll show you out.

Sorry. But not sorry.

You could've stopped
at the first sorry.

I know accidents
are never accidents

in Elsbeth's brightly
dystopian world.

But there is
something fishy

about all of Axel's
hospital visits.

And I found Freya
and Taylor's updated profile

on the dating site Polymates.

They're looking
for a new third.

Well, Freya is the guru
of letting go.

Exactly.
She "let go" of Axel.

Tub Tops and Sopa Sweeps
and throuples?

No judgment,

but I can't get my head
around any of it.

Well, "sopa" means "sweep"
in Swedish,

so, technically,
it's "Sweep Sweep."

What's confusing
about throuples?

Throuple the trouble,
if you ask me.

Or pleasure.

But for our purposes,

differences in dyads
can cause conflict.

"Dyad"?

It's the relationship
between two people.

A triad can be made up of...

...three dyads.

Freya showed us
her calendar.

Axel and Taylor spent a lot
of nights alone in the hot tub.

NRE can cause a lot of jealousy.

New relationship energy.

W-What language
are you all talking?

Polyamory jargon.
I've been reading.

And I've been living.

Well, I don't need to do either.

I get all I need from
my one love, Claudia.

Maybe people
would actually be happy

if they focused on one person
and less jargon.

But no judgment, though,
right, Captain?

Was it something I said?
Yes.

Thank you for bringing back
the Sopa.

Oh, of course.

We got all 11 of your messages
asking for it back.

Well, it is my favorite
of my 44 things.

That's... telling.

So, where did I...

It's in here, somewhere.

I can't take it.

We are decluttering your totes.

Right now.

I tried your method,

but then I didn't have
any boxes.

So I went to buy them,

but then I didn't know
what size, so...

And what does
my method say

about excuses
and procrastination?

Don't.

Exactly.

So where's Taylor?

She's taking her time.

I'd rather we
not bother her.

You really love her, don't you?

Well, she brought life

to our home.

To me.

And, uh, without her,
my life...

...would be...

Empty?

Let's take everything
out of your totes.

Oh. That's easy.

Huh.

It's less than I thought.

You know, I, uh,
I put things in,

but I never really know
what I'm gonna pull out.

It's a mystery.
Mm.

And I do love a mystery.

Mystery is one word
to describe it.

It's just...

having all of my things
with me,

it helps me think.

Decluttering our things

helps declutter our minds.

Then we can focus.

I hope so.

Because Axel's accident,

as simple as it seems,

confounds me...
Uhp, bup, bup.

Mrs. Tascioni, ready?

Deep breath.

♪ Raindrops on roses... ♪

Okay, I don't need it.

♪ Bright copper kettles ♪

♪ And warm woolen mittens ♪

♪ Brown paper packages
tied up with strings ♪

♪ These are a few
of my favorite things ♪

♪ When that dog bites,
when that bee stings ♪

♪ When I'm feeling sad ♪

♪ I simply remember
my favorite things ♪

♪ And then I don't feel ♪

♪ So bad. ♪

Oh. Makoto.

You must think I'm so weird.

Oh, please.

Last year,
I cleaned out a...

$20 million West Village
carriage house

with 146 gold-gilded
deviled egg plates.

N-No, uh... 147.

I mean, I love deviled eggs

as much as the next
Midwesterner,

but yowza.

People hold on
to the things they value,

but the value
isn't in the thing.

It's in
the memory attached.

I guess I just like having
my things on me, you know?

Mm.
My bags don't
feel heavy to me.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa,

that's my son's first
Mother's Day card.

Well, the value
isn't in the thing.

Sometimes it is.

But he spelled
"mother" wrong.

It's easy for you
to let things go.

You know, your method,

it must've helped
in your throuple relationship.

I mean, some say
that's complicated.

Does having one partner
make it any less complicated?

Was your...

son from a successful
relationship?

We divorced.

He didn't meet
an untimely end.

Lucky you.

And him.

Your relationship with Taylor
must feel less...

cluttered

with Axel gone, no?

"Less is more"
and everything?

I think that's...

That's enough work.

And I'll dispose
of all these things

so you won't be tempted
to reclaim them.

And I hope you'll find it's
a little bit easier to let go.

Thank you.

I'm sure you do.

Why won't Gonzo
go already?

She has
public bathroom shyness.

Did Gonzo tell
you that?
Your mom did.

And we have to say "good potty"
when she does go.

This is moving
way too fast.

No. Our relationship.

I mean, first
it's movie nights,

and now it's
bathroom habits?

I mean, I barely got to know you
before my mom got involved,

and now we're all
in the same city,

walking her dog?

Barely. We were together
for six months

before you
even told her.

And I'm close to your mom
because I love you.

Yeah, but aren't we too young
for all this?

I mean, I haven't
really explored yet.

And I get hit on a lot
in D.C.

A lot.

Rightly so.

No, I'm serious.

Are we just supposed
to give all that up for...

Us? Yes.

There's always
going to be "that,"

but what "that" won't have
is me.

I've been waiting for you
to be ready to talk about this.

I want to commit.

Or we can end things.

No pressure, but also pressure.

But what if things change?

Of course things will change.

We can change with them.

But if something better
comes along

for either of us,
we can say, "Good for you.

You have my blessing."

That would be
very big of us.

But I don't think
I'm gonna have to say that

because you're not gonna find
a cuter podcast producer

with a studio apartment
in Brooklyn.

Teddy.

You have to decide
by the end of this visit

if you want "that" or this.

So it was Axel's hair
in the clogged drain.

Glad we didn't pay
for those results.

But only Axel's hair.

That's weird.

Taylor and Axel used the hot tub
together all the time.

Well, there's, um...
there's more.

Oh, I love when there's more.

So it's Axel's hair, but,
uh, much older and different

from the hair we collected
from his body.

And the drain hair
shows traces of arsenic.

All of Axel's medical problems

and he had bad luck
with arsenic?

No way.
A certain someone

tried to poison him.

I agree. Taylor.

I was thinking Freya someone.

Taylor was the hot tub user

and was with Axel at all
of his medical visits,

which all happened
since she joined

the longstanding
relationship.

She wanted successful
Freya all to herself.

The all of it is why

it was Freya.

She is relentless and persistent
in her methods.

Let's start with...

Taylor.

Bring her in.

But keep it discreet.

We don't want Freya knowing.

She is good
at throwing things away.

Hang back for a second,
Edwards.

I need to apologize
for my insensitivity earlier.

Sir?

When we talked
about relationships.

Oh. It's no big...

No.

As my family keeps reminding me,
we listen,

and we don't judge.

And not understanding
something

isn't an excuse.

Not understanding is when
I should listen more

and talk less.

Thank you, Captain.

Is that it? Do you have
anything more to say?

Yeah, uh, n-no.

Okay.

Okay. I've compiled a list
of all my ideas

for Kaya's birthday.
I call it...

"Project Sprinkle."

Sprinkle?

You know she's
cutting back on sugar, right?

A setback, not a roadblock.

There's always charcuterie.

Oh. Fondue.

You know, I've actually,
um, come up

with a few ideas myself.
Ooh.

So...

Hey.

What's going on in here?

Um, just, uh--
I was just showing...

Cameron some
of my real estate.

I mean, not
that I'm, uh,

moving to the
West Village,

but, um,
you know those...

tricky interest
rates.
Interest rates.

You two.

You're being weird.

See you at home later?

She used to say that to me.

That was close.

Okay, so, um, should I
run these ideas...

You know what? You two.

Whatever you come up with
will be perfect.

Really.

Okay.

Axel and I were in love.
Why would I want him dead?

Why is it that every time Axel
had one of these "accidents,"

you were conveniently
right there?

Freya never wanted
to go with him.

Hospital germs freaked her out.
And yet,

these accidents only
started happening

after the Frostads welcomed
you into their home.

What you're implying is bull.

Is it?
From the outside,

you don't exactly scream
"Frostad material."

Think whatever
you want.

What we had worked for us.
Taylor,

did you ever see
Mr. and Mrs. Frostad fight?

Like any couple.

Sometimes our weekly meetings
would get heated,

but they would always
settle down before it was over.

So Mrs. Frostad
had a temper?

Freya could be really intense,

but she cared.

She taught me the value
not of "things,"

but of the things
we do for each other.

Oh.

Axel would train us at the gym.

I'd lead us through meditations.

And Freya would make us
soothing beverages.

Each cup made special
just for us.

And Axel would drink
every single one of those cups,

no matter what they tasted like.

I tried his, once.
It was bitter.

But sugar is excess,

and we loved each other.

The tea was bitter how?

I don't know, just... not good.

Wait...

All of his stomach problems,
you don't think...?

We're exploring
every possibility.

We pulled both yours
and Freya's bank records.

We noticed a
recurring charge

labeled "self"
under Freya's account.

We're waiting for the bank
to explain it.

Do you know what
"self" could be?

Um, maybe like self... care?

She was into
that kind of thing.

Like I said, teas,
tonics, tinctures...

Exactly the same amount
every month?

Was it a membership?
Freya kept a very detailed

family calendar.

I would know if there was
something called "self."

We don't always know everything
about the people we love.

Freya's not a killer.

She's a lot of things,
but she's not.

Until this is solved,

you should be very careful.

I'd advise you not to mention
this conversation.

You may be involved
with a murderer.

So far,

you seem like a great match
for us, Brock,

so, now that we've
gotten to know you

a little bit better,
is there anything

you'd like to ask us?

What happened
to your last partner?

He's no longer
with us.

He drowned in our hot tub
and nobody knows how.

Um...

I just--
I just remembered, I...

I-I think I left
my refrigerator door open.

Rain check?

Of course.

Um...

Let me walk you out.

What was that?

I thought a third
was what you wanted.

I was just being honest.

It's the foundation
of any relationship, right?

Of course.

These are strange times,

and Axel's death...

was a terrible accident.

It's natural to feel
unsettled, or...

...blame yourself.

Why would I
blame myself?

Let's not dwell
on the past.

Why would I blame myself, Freya?

Leaving extraneous
jewelry around?

It was bound to cause
some trouble.

You must be tired.

Why don't I
make you a drink?

And then
you can take a nap.

I'm gonna...

go for a walk.

Oh, n--

Don't go.

Taylor!

Okay.

This is for you.

And, um...

this is for Roy.

Yeah, I don't think I'm gonna be
taking any more stuff

over to Roy's right now.

You two had the talk, huh?
He told you?

Mother's intuition.

Yeah, well, he gave me
an ultimatum.

Commit or break up.

Well, do you love him?

Yes.

Oh.

Yeah.
But...

sometimes I wonder

if it's partly because
you love him.

Well, would you rather I didn't?
No.

I just-- after what
you said about Dad,

I thought, God, I really don't
want to make the wrong choice.

No, no, no, I don't accept that.

Life is full
of wrong choices, Teddy.

What matters
is that they're yours.

I don't know what I want.

Okay.

Do you think of Roy

as quantity or quality?

You know what?
Never mind.

Oh, my gosh.

I've been reading
too much of that book.

Clearly.

Teddy...

I support you,

but this isn't about me,

or Dad, or anyone else.

This is about you
becoming an adult

and acting like it.

Now, here.

Okay, Mom--

I love you,

but I really can't
take all this stuff.

Oh. Is it too much?

Any more and I'd have to rent
a self-storage unit.

"Self..."

Storage.

That would be funny.
What would?

Right, 'cause why would
a de-clutterer

need...

Okay, I'm sure
you'll explain later.

Oh.

Were you expecting someone else?

Um, I just thought you'd
be happy to see my...

quantity.

You came all this way
to show me?

Yeah.

My son didn't want any of it,

and it's just too
enticing to keep.

Will you dispose of it for me?

My expectations were low.

Very low.

But job well done, Ms. Tascioni.

You were right.

Decluttering
decluttered my mind.

And thus, the case.

I'm ready to let go.

Glad I could help.

Let me know when you want to...

tackle your wardrobe.

Bet that's more than 44 items.

You followed me?

I let go of
Axel's drowning,

but I realized...

I wasn't ready
to let go of this.

And all the other cases.

What other cases?

Thank you...

for collecting all the evidence
we need

in your self-storage.

Because in the end,
it is all about

your self, isn't it?

Your needs, your wants,
your secret hoarding.

How dare you use
that filthy word with me.

How else would I
describe someone

with, um... oop.

146. No.

147 gold-gilded
deviled egg plates.

Why would anyone
remember that number

unless they were the one
least able to let go?

You can't charge me
with theft.

All of these items
were discarded by my clients.

You're right, Freya.

We did discard our things,
but... ah.

I sure am glad
to have mine back.

I realized, there's a lot
of quality to my quantity.

Found it.

Oh. And thank you
for telling me

about all
your other clients.

Especially the owners of
the West Village carriage house

worth $20 million.

I found the listing.

It turns out that house
was owned

by the same family,
for generations.

A family that originally
made its fortune

in the extermination
and pest control business.

Making it a house
that would have old flypaper

from the 1800s.

Poor Axel.

Why poor Axel?!

He didn't drown in flypaper.

No. Like I said,
we let go of that.

It's not the quality

of Axel's drowning case,

it's the quantity of all your
other attempts to murder him.

Including arsenic poisoning.

All one has to do is soak
the old flypaper in water

to extract the arsenic.

And wouldn't you know.

If only you'd been able...

...to just let go of Axel.

And Taylor.

I bet you'll be under
44 items in jail, though.

You're wrong.

I don't need anything.

And I still have Taylor.

Oh...

I have a feeling she's gonna
find more quality.

♪ They say we're young
and we don't know ♪

♪ We won't find out
till we grow ♪

♪ Well, I don't know
if all that's true ♪

♪ 'Cause you got me ♪

♪ And baby, I got you ♪

♪ Babe ♪

♪ I got you, babe ♪

♪ I got you, babe ♪

♪ I got you to hold my hand ♪

♪ I got you to understand ♪

♪ I got you to walk with me ♪

♪ I got you to talk with me ♪

♪ I got you to kiss good night ♪

♪ I got you to hold me tight ♪

♪ I got you, I won't let go ♪

♪ I got you to love me so... ♪

Ooh.

♪ I got you, babe. ♪

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