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I'm the killer.

Yes, because the victim is Ainsley Trask.

Ainsley Trask? You're saying she's coming to Mystery Island?

That's what I'm saying. Who's Ainsley Trask? Would she be coming alone or...

With her husband.

Janie, you cannot be serious. Em, hear me out. Did Ainsley Trask contact you?

Time out.

Who is Ainsley Trask?

Ainsley Trask is the wife... of Franklin Trask, who wants

to bring several guests to the island for a VIP package.

Must have a few bucks.

Yeah, he's quite well off, yeah.

Hang on, is he the guy that... That I was once engaged to marry?

Yes, he most certainly is.

He runs Trask Global Management, a hedge fund that rivals Carlos in valuation.

And Ainsley Trask is a powerhouse corporate attorney who also sits on the

of Trask Global.

And they just got married last year.

And she told me that she's quite keen to come to Mystery Island.

Did she offer to play the victim in the murder game?

I know that was my idea.

As was asking M to be the killer.

Which is perhaps a little on the nose.

You think I'd want to kill Franklin's wife? It was my idea to end the

engagement. And you haven't been in a long -term relationship since.

Jamie, I respectfully request that my personal life not be considered as

for our mystery games.

I was just brainstorming.

I certainly won't be here when the trust party attends.

Ah.

Well, Ainsley has made your participation a condition to her

joking. Is this my joking face? Why would she... Insecurity.

She might worry that Franklin still carries a torch for you, so she's coming

down here in the hopes of extinguishing that torch.

Well, she is certainly playing with fire.

I'm simply extending Jason's metaphor.

Anyway, if you decide to go forward with this proposal, I will

plan to be here that weekend as well.

Oh, you don't need to. I don't. I want to.

At any rate, Janie, we have more murder games to write if you don't mind.

My office is yours.

Jason said you might be out here.

You went back to his houseboat?

You did.

He said you seemed to need some time and space to think.

Ah, neither of which you're giving me. I'm a terrible friend, aren't I? The

worst. But I thought Scotch.

You know, I only met Franklin a handful of times, but I dare say that Jason is

correct about Ainsley wanting to come here to extinguish whatever flames your

may still have for you.

And I think you're rubbing off on him. Who?

Well, Jason.

I don't recall him thinking so much about psychology when our paths first

crossed. Yeah, I suppose that's true.

And I think it's rather chivalrous of him to want to come out here when

comes to Mystery Island. If Franklin comes, you mean.

Well, do I?

I mean, I don't know if you realise, but you too would do well to extinguish

whatever stray embers you may still have.

For Franklin.

There are no embers, Janie. Trust me.

Well, oh, good. Then you'll have no problem supporting the venture.

I see what you did there.

What?

Well played.

Okay, fine.

Tell Mrs. Truss they can come.

Shall do.

To, uh, torches being extinguished.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

We have an exciting weekend ahead, starting with full VIP conditions for

party of Franklin Trark.

Additionally, disguised as a guest and amongst his party will be our COO,

Baroness Jane Alcott.

Thank you, Bennett. Well, I'm excited about this weekend for a plethora of

reasons, but chief among them is that our brilliant game writers, Dr.

and Detective Trent, will also be here.

which hasn't happened for a while.

The game will begin at the Hidden Hut.

And this weekend, Amelia will be playing as herself, but Jason and I will be

taking on fictitious roles in the narrative.

And I will be disguised as Franklin Trask did meet me several years ago.

And I will be playing the role of Professor Loretta Mabry, an

from California.

And Jason will be cast very much against type as Sean Callaghan, a Boston

businessman, which is a euphemism for gangster.

And our VIP party consists of Vivica Bentley, COO, and Franklin Trask, right

-hand woman at Trask Global Hedge Fund.

Spencer Trask, a former NFL tight end who was briefly a VP at Trask Global

a month ago.

Patricia Colacello, Fence's model girlfriend.

And Mickey Carlyle, a Des Moines schoolteacher, who has been best friends

Ainsley Trask since they were children.

And finally, the host of the party, Franklin Trask, a billionaire with

a capital B. And his newlywed wife, Ainsley, a successful corporate

attorney.

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Dr. Amelia Priestley, game

author, and on behalf of our CEO, Carlos Del Fuego, I want to welcome you to

Mystery Island and allow me to introduce our new new house manager of Major Domo

and Simmons, her assistant.

Oh, please, call me Bennett.

Now, before we repair to the veranda for cocktails, if you could all kindly

place your mobile phones into this black box Simmons has. Hang on. I promise my

followers hourly updates.

Ah, honey.

Hey, you remember that time when you got food poisoning in post for like two

days? You actually got more followers.

Well, this is like that.

Spencer, you're so smart.

Amelia.

What's the matter?

Lovely to meet you.

That's something I hear often.

Oh, she is more beautiful than you led me to believe, Frankie.

And no band on that fourth finger. I cannot believe you're still single.

I see you're already playing detective, Mrs. Trask. I am all in.

I even offered to bet Frankie I could solve the mystery first, didn't I, my

love? You didn't take the bet.

But I did.

You're ready to pay up, ain't you?

I suppose if you wouldn't mind handing in your phones, we may proceed.

Let's go, sir.

It's, uh, good to see you, Emmy.

Ladies and gentlemen, we hope you're all enjoying your first looks at Mystery

Island. Your luggage has been taken care of. Bennett has your keys and you'll be

shown to your rooms.

Once you are all there, you will find the first clue that will begin the game.

Can you tell us where the body is? That's all part of the mystery, Miss

Colacello. But I can assure you, among the people assembled here, there is a

killer. Delightful.

This is already so much fun.

Come on, Franklin.

Let's not waste time looking at views. I've got a murder to solve.

You okay?

Fine. You don't look fine.

No? How do I look?

Understandably addled at being face -to -face with a man you almost married and

his abrasive new wife.

You think she's abrasive? She makes sandpaper look like silk, sprinkling it

one extreme to the other.

Are you suggesting I'm not abrasive? Or obnoxious, or entitled, or any of

Ainsley's other in -your -face qualities.

Listen, I should tell you, I told Vivica I forgot my key. She's already decided

to be my partner in crime -solving, and she keeps pumping me with questions

about archaeology, and I'm just inventing answers.

Janie? You were supposed to study.

You know how I feel about studying, Em. What about you? Have they asked you

about being a mobster?

When someone asks me what business I'm in, I say, that's my business.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, and I must say, Franklin goes in quite into his wife.

Well, he did manage to slip me this.

What is it?

I have to see you alone.

Tell me where and when.

I knew it. What did you know?

That he is still in love with you.

He just... Ed, he was attached to his wife.

He's overcompensating. Clearly. When are you going to meet him? I'm not sure

that I am.

Just to find out.

Loretta, did you find your key?

Sure did.

Mr. Callaghan, you heard what Dr. Priestley said. We all have to unlock

doors to get the game started.

Let's do it.

You all got here rather quickly. Yeah, the riddle you had us work out wasn't

hard. I thought it was.

Yeah, you made that clear, Spencer.

Once Ainsley pretty brilliantly figured out that each of the boards in our rooms

featured a different part of an anagram... I remember having a hand in

deduction, Mickey.

Yeah, I guess you helped. A little.

These detective kits are so adored. Do we get to keep them? Yep. Yay!

Okay, we're here at the Hidden Hut, so... Where next?

Twelve years ago...

When this island was just the home to Evelyn Murtagh and her son John, the

sommelier on their staff disappeared.

His name was Ricardo Rinkin.

The Murtaghs only realized he was missing when the police came to the

looking for him.

Ricardo had been identified as part of a gold smuggling operation.

Did he live in the hut? Yes, he did.

Ah, you keeping up, Ains?

Of course, the police searched his lodgings, but they found no gold.

Might you have better luck?

Oh, you better believe we will.

Some viruses we can go through.

Go for it.

Looks like this is a fake floor.

Let's try this.

Found something.

That was fast.

Hey guys, over here.

Sobs, Mickey?

Mickey teaches biology.

Well, it's a human... Obviously it's human, Mick. Yes, Spencer, if you'll let

finish. Human male.

Judging by the degree of desiccation, I'd say he's been here for at least ten

years. Oh, so this definitely could be Ricardo Rincon.

Yes.

Do you know if Rincon was missing his three left fingers?

Well, I didn't know him personally, but no, I don't think so.

Okay, so maybe this is someone else.

Or maybe this is Ricardo Rincon, and he was being interrogated right here.

What do you think to that possibility, Sean?

Why are you asking me?

Well, you just seem like the kind of businessman who has been involved in

tough discussion.

There are marks on his ribs.

Knife wounds, I'd say.

He's probably been stabbed many times.

Here's a knife.

There might be dry blood on it.

Loretta, look at this.

How old would you say this is?

Well, it isn't an artifact.

Right.

It's a double letter R on the hill.

So possibly Ricardo stabbed this man here.

Or Ricardo was killed with his own knife.

Look at this map.

It's written in some sort of code.

Franklin is brilliant with code.

Hey, check it out. Some kind of journal.

Like a diary.

No, it's more like a log.

It's in code, too.

Well, maybe Franklin can help with that. He's brilliant with code.

I'm brilliant at most things, Ames.

I know you are, honey.

It would be good to know more about Ricardo.

Did he grow up poor and that's why he's into crime?

Sometimes I think if I weren't beautiful, I would have been a criminal.

Yeah, there's tons of files here.

If they would take that and the map back to the house, they'd better look out.

What do you think?

The letters are clearly jumbled.

But look at the dots.

This could be a very encipher.

How did you learn to do this?

In college.

I was bored.

Let's tell you to learn code.

Because you're bored.

You had such a swift victory locating the hidden room.

Are you generously allowing others a chance at a breakthrough?

Once you get to know me, you'll see what an absurd question that is.

You said Ricardo Rincon was the sommelier?

Mm -hmm.

First wine seller?

I'll show you.

Oh. If I get to know you better, why would I realize that was an absurd

to think you might want to support the others?

You're the psychiatrist. What do you think?

I think you play to win.

Always have.

You know what?

I get what Franklin sees in you.

If we'd met under different circumstances, we might be good friends.

Do you have many good friends?

Has that been a forte of mine?

I have, Mickey.

Who clearly adores you.

But then it is easy to be friends with people from your past who live a

miles away.

You know what?

Frankly, warn me you didn't pull your punches.

Yeah, I should tell you that the police did search this cellar when Ricardo

disappeared and that was years ago.

Well, looks like they clearly missed the switching here.

Well, looky there.

Our boy Ricardo sure liked his hidden rooms.

Shall we?

Bingo. You wundled that well, Ainsley.

Impressive. I'm not dumb.

See these dust patterns on the floor? Some bigger, some not.

Someone's been moving the gold out a bit at a time.

Are you suggesting a staff member?

I don't know.

A piece of what's left of Ricardo's smuggled gold.

And the motive for his murder.

Whoever tortured him in that basement below the hut that day must have finally

gotten the gold's location out of him.

That bar comes from a crate in a secret room of the wine cellar. But, based on

dust patterns on the floor, there has to be more than one crate down there at a

time. Someone's been moving the gold out gradually.

That's what I thought, Frankie.

Is she a genius or what?

Ready to pay off on our bets, Spencer?

Hey, whoa, you haven't won yet.

We're supposed to find out who killed Ricardo.

Well, Dr. Priestley thinks we should look at staff members.

Well, that makes sense.

Yeah, but if a staff member killed Ricardo, they would have been able to

the gold all at once.

I think our culprit is more likely a person who's come down here several

in the last 12 years.

Who would have brought an empty suitcase here and taken it back loaded with

stolen gold?

Sean, how many times have you been to Mystery Island?

A handful.

You fly privately?

Nice way to avoid TSA.

And what business are you in, exactly?

Import -export.

So the mob.

Can I go to your room and see if you have a, I don't know, an empty suitcase

fortified for extra weight?

Go for it.

Okay, if we track this code to here, and then... Patricia, what have you got?

Well, it doesn't look like Morse code. It's the Fibonacci sequence.

Oh.

Has anyone ever solved a game this quickly?

Never on the first day, only once on the second. This is uncanny.

This is traffic is quite... Well, it's just quite something.

Yeah. We worked so hard on the Red Harry of getting the coding just right.

What's the combination, Sean?

Six points, Deb.

Lost an area code, of course.

Well, it wasn't completely empty.

Sean is the smuggler and likely the killer of Ricardo Rincon.

Case closed.

Well done, eh?

Are you involved?

That's not Loretta. That's Amelia's best friend, Janie Alcott.

The COO of Mystery Island.

Indeed.

Well, it's lovely to meet you all as my true self. And a hearty congratulations

to Mrs. Trough for correctly solving the mystery.

Impressive, ain't it?

The quickest solve yet, I'd say.

She is special.

Did she get a special prize?

All gay winners get a special prize, yes. But allow me.

to introduce you to Jason Trent, who, along with Amelia, make up our game

writing team and took on the role of Sean. It's nice to meet everybody.

Clever narrative, you two.

We thought so.

Why don't we all meet on the veranda for a celebratory drink? Sounds good. Yes?

You were all getting caught up in maps and codes, and I just thought, well, you

all know the expression, follow the money.

I'm not talking about you, money.

Huh. Forgive me, I don't follow.

Ainsley's nickname for me is money, because it's what I look after for

Anyway, Sean's big mistake was not figuring out a way all those years ago

take the gold in one fell swoop.

I mean, if you're going to rob somebody, don't do it a little bit at a time.

Don't you agree, money?

Too true, Ainsley.

Anyway, Janie, about that partial refund.

Ainsley, come on, please.

There's still plenty to do on this gorgeous island this weekend.

In fact, Janie, I'm so glad you're here.

Now that the game is finished, I'd love to chat to you about a potential

investment in this enterprise.

What, from you?

From Trash Global.

I believe you know one of my board members.

Piper Plunkett? Piper, yes. She's my second cousin on my mother's side.

Well, how lovely.

Gosh, I haven't seen her since her father's third wedding.

Ladies and gentlemen, dinner will be served in the dining room in one hour.

A gentle reminder that we require all guests to be in formal wear for this

evening's meal. Thank you. Come on, babe. Let's go get ready.

Well, that was quite unexpected.

Ainsley solving the game in record time?

No, no, Piper, my second cousin, being on Franklin's board.

And yes, Ainsley as well.

Janie, I want to caution you in the strongest language possible not to

the idea of bringing these people into the company.

Emma, it isn't these people. It's a billion -dollar hedge fund.

And I know it's managed by Franklin. Franklin isn't my problem. It's his

Yes. I realize she can be rough. I don't care about that.

I care about how she managed to solve our mystery so quickly.

And I intend to find out.

She's furious.

Yes, well thought of, Jason.

Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated.

you doing?

Meeting you, like you asked.

Why didn't you use the normal path?

Well, I didn't want people to know where I was going.

Right.

Sorry for being startled.

Sorry for startling you.

And thanks for the meet.

Well, you can thank Ainsley for that.

I don't follow.

Is she a big mystery fan?

Constantly reading whodunit?

No, not at all.

But, Emmy, I didn't come here to talk about anything.

I came here because I've made a huge mistake.

Franklin, if this is about us... Of course it's about us, Emmy.

Look, I, um... I think I married Ainsley because I wanted to prove to myself

that I still wasn't in love with you.

But the joke's on me.

Because... guess what?

I'm still in love with you.

I knew it.

I wish I could say I was surprised.

Ainsley, hang on.

You okay?

Not really.

But we should follow them.

You're being unreasonable!

Don't gaslight me, Franklin. I know what I heard.

What did you hear?

My husband... Spend professing his love for his ex.

I arranged this whole vacation to test him, and you failed.

You're a cheat.

And you, well, you were just ready to fall back into his arms. I did nothing

the sort.

And there was no cheating going on. That's you projecting your own behavior.

What's that supposed to mean? You don't like whodunit, yet you solved our game

in record time. It's called being smart, which I thought you were.

Ainsley, please, don't do this.

I'm doing what needs to be done, money.

I would like my own room tonight, please, and I'll be leaving tomorrow

When I get back to New York, I'll be filing for divorce.

And I will bleed you dry.

Ah.

Thanks, buddy.

I should go check on Ainge.

I'm sure she'll be back to her usual self by tomorrow.

Oh, chap, I hate to break it to you. This is her real self.

You've never liked her.

And you're in love with her. What's that supposed to mean? Oh, please stop

arguing. This isn't helping anyone.

Bennett. Is it possible one of your staff shared details of the mystery

with Ainsley?

I do hope not.

I'll start interviewing them immediately.

Thank you.

I'd be shocked if one of the staff felt it out like this.

I don't like the idea either, but I am certain Ainsley cheated.

We'll see what Bennett finds.

In the meantime, I think we should all get some sleep.

It's all out of my hands.

Unravel it.

Sorry to wake you, Emmy, but Ainsley's not in her room. I can't find her

anywhere. Are you sure she's not already down at the dock waiting for the boat?

No, she's not. Her bag's still in her room, and I just don't... Franklin, you

for breakfast.

We will sort this.

Okay. Okay, thank you.

Have you told Janie and Jason?

Yeah. They're meeting at her room, and I've got the staff searching the

Okay.

Let me get dressed, and I'll meet them there.

Toiletry's in the bathroom.

And the bed's unmade, so clearly she slept here.

Didn't Ainsley have four pieces of luggage?

And now there's only three.

I've spotted them.

We've searched every room and communal area in the mansion, as well as the

nearby grounds.

There's no sign of her.

We could press on to other parts of the resort.

Let's do that. I want to check places we know Ainsley's been.

Start in the hidden hut, then the white cellar.

Well, everything here is as we left it.

Should we check the basement?

She's dead.

The carotid artery was cut.

Killer was angry.

Both thorough.

Time of death?

All part between 12 and 2.

Her hand.

Yeah, I saw that.

It looks like an S.

What, the guest as Spencer?

And the only staff member is Simmons.

I'll go and check the security camera, see what his movements were.

Ray and I will go tell Franklin.

Franklin,

when I'm not writing murder games for Mystery Island, I'm a detective on the

mainland. This is Ray Romero, the chief of police.

I'm grateful to you both.

Do you have any leads?

I regret to inform you, Mr. Trash Dad.

Your wife was murdered last night.

Murdered?

Are you sure?

Quite sure, sir.

I don't, um... What happened?

That's what we intend to find out.

Where was she?

The hidden hut. She was killed sometime between midnight and 2 a .m.

This is, um... A lot to take in, I know.

Look, I am... I realize...

Everyone in this room is thinking about what happened between Ainsley and I last

night.

And I want to be clear.

I loved Ainsley.

And absolutely would have given her the divorce if that's what she really

wanted.

And my guest and I will stay here on this island until the killer's been

arrested. We appreciate that cooperation, sir.

I need to interview everyone here.

Starting with Spencer?

You, actually.

Everyone, could I have your attention, please?

I'm a detective and this is Ray Romero, the chief of police.

I regret to inform you that Ainsley's been killed.

Oh, no.

Okay, Emiliano.

So explain what we... I expect Jason told you that I was engaged to Franklin

nearly seven years ago, and Franklin gave me a note upon arriving here,

insisting we meet in private, that he told me last night that he was still in

love with me, which Ainsley heard, as did Jason.

And this led to the row that the Trasks had, her threat to divorce, etc., etc.

Yes, so you understand. I do. And as Jason also knows, I was adamantly

to Franklin and his party coming to this island. It was me who ended our

engagement.

Why?

It was a mistake.

I was in love with Franklin at first, but I wasn't willing to move to New

and he certainly wasn't going to go to London, so we were long distance for

nearly a year, and then he suddenly proposed, promising to relocate his

to London.

And I accepted.

But as the months passed, it became clear I was just another deal he needed

close, so I ended it.

So why did you meet with him in secret down on the beach?

Because I believe Ainsley cheated at the game and I had some questions I wanted

to ask Franklin to help me prove it. Did you succeed?

I learned she's not in the least bit interested in whodunit.

What do you think about this theory?

I think Amelia's right.

And where were you between midnight and 2am?

Asleep.

I had an aperitif in my room to take the edge off.

And it did its job rather thoroughly.

Okay. Well, thank you, Amelia.

I hope you understand that we can't at this time include you on this side of

table.

Could you ask Franklin to join us?

Of course.

I had an aperitif last night as well, and it did quite a number on me.

passed out in the chair in my room. I don't know why anyone would want to drug

us, but I need to order a few tox screens.

Sure.

Franklin, the police would like to talk to you in the dining room.

Jamie!

What is it? I think I'm being treated as a suspect.

Why, of course.

I think I've given them questioning, you do.

Jealousy is a powerful motive for murder. I haven't seen Franklin in seven

years. And then the first day that you do, you're exchanging love declarations

on the beach. Not exchanging. It was him to me. Oh, no, I'm darling. I don't

think in a million years you had anything to do with Ainsley's murder.

poppiting the kind of hypothetical Jason is. Oh, Jason who knows me.

Yes, and I don't think for a moment that Jason thinks you're the suspect either.

But he has to do his due diligence as a detective.

Wouldn't you agree?

Yes, of course.

I did tell Ray about my suspicions that Ainsley cheated, but I'm not sure he's

convinced it's connected to her murder and won't pursue it.

Then we shall.

So there are some motives among these guests for perhaps wanting Ainsley dead.

Yes, starting with her husband, who hardly convinced me with his stoic

Before we go there, we should think about how Ainsley cheated.

I know after her interviews, Bennett said her staff were above reproach, but

would...

kind of like to search their room.

Well, Em, I'm COO. That's corporate property.

Jamie.

It's his full suitcase.

It appears my theory was correct.

$50 ,000.

And this is likely just the payout.

I bet Ainsley gave the same amount in advance.

What are you doing?

Catchy.

Hey. Hey.

What's going on?

Janie came running to tell me that you were chasing Simmons.

Right.

Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Lay back.

Yeah, I think that might be best.

You've got quite a knot on the back of your head.

Did you see Simmons?

Oh, he must have been waiting for me.

Put behind me.

We'll find him.

We need to get you to the infirmary.

I can carry you.

Hang on.

Thank you for being here.

Of course.

And listen, I'm sorry we had to grill you like that earlier.

I'm sorry if I was a bit short with you.

More with Ray.

Do you really think I murdered the wife of my ex?

Do you really think I think you did?

No. I know you're just doing your job.

Do you have conflicted feelings about Franklin?

I do.

The feelings in conflict are a great deal of pity, a small amount of

and confusion at how I ever could have said yes to marrying him.

I can think of a few reasons someone would marry the guy, but I don't think

care about those reasons.

You know me well.

I think I can stand up now.

Go slow.

Oh, um, the suitcase and money in Simmons' room.

Janie and Ray are taking care of that.

I was thinking it was the payout.

We'll definitely check to see if Simmons opened an offshore account in the last

month where Ainsley could have wired the advance, but it looks like you were

right. She's so competitive, she spent $100 ,000 to win a game.

I think it's more than competition.

I think she wanted to prove to Franklin that she's smarter than me.

If she knew Franklin was still in love with you, if she spent all that money

just to hear him declare that love to you, then maybe she went to Simmons and

asked for her money back.

And perhaps he refused, she threatened him, and he killed her?

Are you going to bring more police over to search for him? I think a better use

of manpower is to shut down the dock so he can't get off the island.

He didn't plan for this.

He'll get hungry and thirsty sooner or not than surface.

Now I don't know why anyone drugged our aperitif.

Or upper teeth?

Yeah, I had mine last night.

Same reaction. I fell asleep way too fast. I have Ray running tox screen.

Ready to head back?

Get a few more suspects to interview.

I'm happy to help with that.

I'm sure you are, but technically you're still a suspect.

Of course.

So if you and Janie want to continue your investigation... We just might.

Just don't chase him into the jungle, okay?

Look straight ahead.

Hello?

Good news is you're not concussed.

For the headache.

And you need to rest.

Thank you, Rosie.

You're welcome.

So, to your room.

Oh, I'm not resting. There's a killer among us.

But Simmons.

I'm not convinced it was him.

So? So, Jason and Ray are doing interviews. We should do our own.

Our way.

I watch a lot of true crime.

And I know the husband is always suspect numero uno.

Okay, but I'm telling you, Franklin isn't a good guy, okay?

He's a great guy.

Yet you left his company a month ago.

That had nothing to do with Franklin, man.

What'd it have to do with?

Ainsley!

She wanted me out, so I got out.

Before you go thinking that's a motive, I make a ton of money in my

endorsements, and now I got more time for Patricia, so it's all good. Why

Ainsley want you out?

I mean, look, I don't want to speak ill about the dead, okay?

But she was a controlling monster.

But look, the NFL's full of people like her, okay? No biggie. Where were you

between midnight and 2 a .m.? Passed out.

Me and Patricia both.

Jet lag, I guess.

Hey, listen.

Frankie said that Ainsley paid up a member of staff to cheat the game.

Was it that Simmons guy?

Why would you think that?

Well, you know, suddenly he's not around.

That he's got to be top of the suspect list, right?

Franklin? How you doing?

Honestly, we rung out.

Your detective friend asked me about a prenup, which of course we had.

Ainsley was bluffing when she threatened to bleed me financially in a divorce.

Is that typical of her?

Bluffing? Well, she's a corporate lawyer. It's what she does.

Did.

Every day.

No, don't apologize, please.

It's just I know I told you my marriage was a mistake.

That doesn't mean I didn't care about her.

And it's hard not to think that one of the people I brought here is

Franklin, it seems that M was correct.

Ainsley was cheating at the game.

I was thinking about that.

Ainsley came down here to the mainland a few weeks ago, supposedly to see a

client, but now I'm not sure.

It does appear that she was paying one of our staff.

Quite a lot of money.

Well, there you go.

Why?

Why would she want to win so badly?

To humiliate the game's author.

And humiliate me?

She's been trying to do that since my honeymoon was over.

That's why she brought Mickey with us.

I'm pretty sure they're having an affair.

I told Detective Trent.

Where is Mickey?

I think he's just gone to talk to the detectives.

Thanks, Franklin.

I'm not comfortable breaking into a gas room.

You're not breaking in.

You're just going in there to retrieve my property.

I can't.

Well, I'm going in.

Anthony and I were high school sweethearts.

We split up.

Freshman year of college. It was her idea.

And I hadn't seen her for years until our class reunion last year. Then a

after that, I was in New York for a conference and we connected.

She just got back from her honeymoon.

How did she seem?

Usual.

Intense.

Driven.

Funny. Like ten steps ahead of everyone else.

How many times did you see her after that?

A few.

And your relationship was...

Strictly platonic.

Why would you ask that?

Ainsley was totally committed to her husband.

She seems so ready to divorce him.

Ainsley was the president of the theater club in high school.

She's a drama queen. I figured she and Franklin would kiss and make up.

Where were you last night between midnight and two?

I went to my room around eleven.

I tried to finish my book, but I nodded off pretty fast.

Thank you, Mickey.

Vivica, can we chat?

Of course, Detective.

I was hoping there'd be a tranche of love letters between him and Ainsley.

Well, this isn't that, but it is quite curious.

John's book.

He probably borrowed it from our library.

No, this is Mickey's personal copy.

And it's quite annotated.

We need to follow him.

He's going to commit another murder.

I was just devastated.

I adored Ainsley. She was a real ally on the company board.

Were you friends outside of work?

But she had that nickname for you.

Money.

Detective, you must be assuming that that is derogatory.

In our world, it's really quite the compliment.

Can you imagine why anyone would want to do this to her?

I'm sorry to ask, but where were you between midnight and 2?

I rarely make it back home.

No, it's not. No, it's not okay.

Is there anyone in there?

Can I help you?

I wanted to turn this in.

You make sure it's not the murder weapon.

We'll take a look.

Thank you.

I mean, Ainsley was totally brilliant, but she was a horrible person.

I tried being a good sister to her, but she had zero time for me. So, whatever,

I moved on.

Were you upset when she forced Spencer out of Franklin's company?

Oh, did Spencer tell you that?

Who runs the company?

You're saying Franklin forced out his own brother?

I'm saying he brought Spencer in there because NFL players are a big deal.

They get people excited, right? Which is what Spencer was doing.

But then Franklin comes to Spencer and says he believes he's trying to edge

Franklin out of his own company, which Spencer was totally not doing,

even though he's totally smart and could do it.

And Spencer would maybe be upset with me for telling you this, but I was furious

with Franklin for a minute there. I mean, I could have killed him,

But I calmed down.

Spencer always says family first, so anyway.

All good now.

Except Ainsley being murdered.

Except that.

I tailed Vivica back here where she met up with Franklin and gave him a very

familiar shoulder massage.

How did he receive it?

Quite comfortably.

And then he poured them some wine and they went up to his room.

I noticed them being comfortable yesterday.

Hey, what about Mickey?

Well, he went to the Hidden Heart.

What are you joking?

Isn't that where the forensic people are?

Yes, they are. Which is why he went. He turned in...

He turned in a knife.

The one he threatened with. I'm not sure he was threatening her.

He certainly was threatening her. Think about his body language.

He backed away from her. He held the knife low and close to himself and then

bolted from her.

After shouting that she owed him.

He actually said, I'm owed. Which, not to be a language obsessive, doesn't

necessarily mean Vivica's the one who owes him whatever he feels like he's

Fair point, Miss Criminal Psychiatrist.

That's the Doctor, Miss Criminal Psychiatrist, please.

OK, so he handed in the knife and then what?

He went to the beach and looked at the ocean.

Is he still there?

I don't know.

While I was watching him, I had a thought, so I... I went and got his

book, and look what I found among the annotations.

Even an amateur, a person utterly unskilled at murder, can walk up to a

person from behind a sharp four -inch blade and cut their carotid artery as

as slicing a lemon.

Ray said that Ainsley's carotid artery is what the killer cut.

But this is hardly proof we can take to check them.

Yeah, you're right.

We need to get back to our murder board and think this all through.

Now, I know it's a cliché, but before Mickey's book, I was thinking that

Franklin was the prime suspect and his motive was to get out of his marriage.

Do you think he's capable of murder?

Every human being is capable of murder, given the right circumstances, but I'm

not sure these send for Franklin.

Right. Okay, so pivoting to our second suspect, Mickey, who was studying how to

cut a carotid artery.

What if he was still in love with Ainsley, the same way that Franklin is

in love with you?

Ainsley threatens divorce. Mickey goes to Ainsley, professes his love.

But she rejects him, and he kills her.

Extreme, but possible.

We also need to know what he's owed.

Oh, definitely.

And Spencer, who is clear on his dislike of Ainsley, is our third suspect.

And fourth suspect is obviously Simmons.

He was being paid by Ainsley to help her cheat.

Maybe she didn't pay him the second half after everything blew up and he killed

her for the money.

That's a big maybe. We also know he was in his room from midnight until 2am.

Speaking of which, did I tell you I fell asleep crazy fast last night?

Apparently Jason did too, so he's running toxicology on the aperitif. Oh,

also fell asleep uncommonly early, having drunk my aperitif.

Really? Yes, what if this was the murderer putting the three investigative

geniuses on the island out of commission so that the murder could be committed?

Well, Jason needs to test my aperitif as well.

Okay, well, someone would have had to have stolen a passkey from housekeeping.

That's hardly impossible.

And gotten into our rooms yesterday evening to fight the train.

Oh.

Jane, Ray and I are ready to talk to you. Oh, yes, of course. I'm making

headway. And some.

Anything you can share?

Nothing I can share.

I'm glad you all are doing this and not chasing people through the jungle.

Janie thinks her drink might have been spiked too. The aperitif?

Yes. We're testing the residue from all the glasses.

Janie.

You back, Em?

Are you busy?

Just got out of the bath.

Come on in.

I'll just pop to the loo while you get dressed.

So, what's up? I was wondering if I could show you my favorite place on the

island to look at the night sky.

Yeah, sounds great.

So, how did Mrs. Trask communicate with you prior to this weekend?

All via email, which made it much easier to appear incognito as Loretta

Mabry, archaeologist from California.

Do you like the accent?

Impressive. Janie, in any of those communications, did Ainsley ask for an

employee list?

Yes, in fact, she did.

Are you thinking that's how she got to Simmons?

Yeah.

She just said she had security concerns and that she was paying VIP prices, so I

gave her the list.

But, as I said to her, none of our employees have a criminal record. That

true, but we learned from Bennett that Simmons' sister is a single mother.

battling cancer. He started an online fundraising campaign for her about a

ago.

So that might be his motive for selling secrets to Ainsley?

I believe it is.

Well, suddenly I'm feeling terribly for Simmons.

Wow.

Lovely. It is lovely.

Hard to believe this is where I found the corpse of Mystery Island's founder.

Gosh, Emmy, that must have been awful.

Not my first time seeing a corpse.

Right, of course.

Well, today was my first day.

Identifying her body.

Why'd you bring me up here, Emmy?

Emmy.

You know, nobody's called me that since... Since you broke up our

Are you trying to dodge the question?

I brought you up here to what I thought you'd think was a decidedly romantic

locale, but is, in fact, for me, something quite the opposite.

Ah.

Okay, so this is an object lesson in how incompatible we are.

I said I didn't want you to come to Mystery Island, but a part of me...

Did want to see you again because I wanted closure and I wish you could

that you need that too because you are not in love with me.

Did you forget what I told you on the beach?

No, and I'd like to know why that happened, but here's the thing.

If you're so in love with me, why wait for your wife to bring you to my place

work and then make your move?

Yeah.

Good question, isn't it?

I have a reply.

I believe you wanted Ainsley to see you with me. I think you told her you were

going for a walk on the beach.

I think it might have been Ainsley who was no longer in love with you, who no

longer adored you.

I've been thinking a lot about our relationship, about why it remained

transatlantic for so long.

Our jobs?

No, that's the surface answer.

The deeper one...

is absence makes the heart grow fonder.

So you're speaking in cliches now?

They're only cliches because they're true.

I think you liked the distance because it allowed me to keep adoring you and

want to be adored, Franklin.

Okay, Emmy.

So tell me then.

Did I kill Ainsley?

I mean, that's the deeper reason why you brought me up here, isn't it?

To press my buttons, see how I respond, see if I fit into your psychological

profile for my wife's killer.

Did you kill Ainsley?

I loved Ainsley.

And I believe... I'm still in love with you.

But you're right.

I absolutely love to be adored.

But I did not kill my wife.

Do you believe me?

Help me!

Spencer, stop!

Stop that!

Spencer, buddy, enough!

Okay, okay, I'm good.

Is he all right? I think not. He needs to go to the infirmary. What are you

doing? What am I doing?

This guy killed your wife. We don't know that. Yeah?

Well, you also didn't know what I know.

The rats always go back to their holes.

To me, Patricia waited for him. He was trying to sneak back in. Is that true?

Of course it is.

Spencer doesn't lie.

He grabbed him and told him to go confess to you for killing Ainsley.

He said he didn't kill Ainsley. I was like, then why'd you go on the run?

And then he actually tried to headbutt Spencer.

We have security cameras in the dorm hallway.

We know Simmons was in his room from midnight to two.

He could have snuck back in that window.

You got a point?

He does.

But Spencer, not only are you a suspect, you were under arrest for assault.

Are you joking?

Patricia, I'm investigating a homicide and your husband is interfering with

investigation. Do I need to put these on you or are you coming peacefully with

me back to the jail?

Yeah, no need, man.

Come on.

I think Jocelyn needs our help. We need to show him Nicky's book.

Well, be prepared to face this wrath when we tell him how we got it.

Wrath I can handle.

But we need to solve this case before somebody else finds it.

How's he doing?

Stable, but not talking yet. What's up?

Can we talk?

Of course.

I spoke with Franklin earlier. I wanted to see if I could get him to tell me the

truth. About Ainsley or about you?

Both, and about himself.

How'd he do?

With most people, the tell that they're lying is a gesture of obfuscation.

Playing with their hair, fidgeting.

Exactly. But with Franklin, the tell that he's lying is he doesn't seem to be

obfuscating at all.

He just looked at you with the most penetrating gaze.

So he's a sociopath?

I don't think so, no. Just a man of profound conviction.

And he did this penetrating gaze thing when he was telling you what? That he

in love with Ainsley.

And with me.

So you think?

Franklin's always had one true love, himself.

But I don't think he killed Ainsley.

Who do you think did?

Well, Janie thinks Mickey's a strong candidate. The knife he gave to

How do you know about that?

Uh, we saw him in the jungle meeting with Vivica.

Amelia. We kept a safe distance, but they were arguing about something.

What? Well, it was hard to hear because we were keeping a safe distance, but he

did shout, I'm owed, and then he showed her this knife which concerned me, so I

followed him to the hut and I saw him turn it in.

There was no blood on it, but we're having to check for DNA imprints.

Okay. Well, he's also been reading this.

How did you come about this?

Does that matter?

For a chain of custody in a trial, it certainly does. Well, we can discuss

later, but you see all the notations?

Well, he is a schoolteacher. Maybe this is first class.

He teaches biology, not creative writing. And look at this passage.

Cut their carotid artery as easy as slicing a lemon.

Yeah. Oh, also, there's a prescription for Ainsley for temazepam, the sleeping

medication, in Franklin's bathroom.

Well, how do you... Well, I was using his bathroom and I searched his

toiletries. It was definitely Ainsley's. Definitely. I'm thinking of our

aperitifs. Yeah, me too.

We'll know for a fact in the morning.

What?

Even when we're not working together, you deliver.

Well, I do have Janie.

She might be a bit of an investigative upgrade.

You trying to make me jealous? Is it working?

Really well.

Em. Did you just call me Em?

I did.

Janie calls you that all the time. Is there a problem?

Quite the contrary.

Good.

Yeah.

So what is it?

Oh, uh, Ray got back to me with the toxicology reports.

Janie, you and I all had our aperitif spiked, which means you are no longer a

suspect. And Frank is your prime suspect.

I'll go fetch him.

Meet me in the dining room. No one's in there right now.

Have you had a breakthrough?

Of sorts.

Well, what's that mean?

Have a seat.

I'm fine standing.

Sit down.

Are you... Dr. Priestley's consulting on the case.

Okay, then.

So what's this about?

These sleeping pills prescribed to your wife were not found with her things in

her room. They were found in your dop kit in your room.

You were spying on me.

Franklin, I want to catch a wife killer.

And you think it's me? Why were these in your room? What does it matter?

Ainsley didn't die from an overdose of sleeping pills.

It's interesting that you're not answering my question.

What do those pills have to do with their murder? Answer the question,

Actually, I don't think I will.

I think I'm going back to my room.

I want your outside landline so I can call my lawyer and a pilot to my plane.

Franklin. You've been manipulating me since I got here.

That's projection.

This is not the behavior of an innocent man.

It's the behavior of an annoyed man.

Now, I'm going to talk to Vivica, and we're going to hire the best private

detectives in New York to come down here and do your job for you.

I'll be here tomorrow, along with my lawyers, who will have my brother

I am done cooperating.

I don't know, Ron.

I better call Ray and let him know what happened. I doubt the others will talk

to us now, either.

Mickey might.

We just have to get him alone.

Now. And do what?

Employ a psychological technique to get him to tell us about what he's owed.

What is this psychological technique?

It's called... bluffing.

Something happened.

Why? Franklin just charged into the game room, grabbed Vivica and left.

The investigation may have taken a turn.

Is Mickey with them?

He's still in there with Patricia.

I don't feel like being a constant about Spencer. Could you grab him for us,

Bennett? Yes, right away.

So, how do we bluff?

I had a thought.

Would you like to share it before he... Mickey!

Um, would you like to take a stroll with us?

Um... Let's go this way.

So, I'm supporting Detective Trent in his investigation now.

Oh, that's good. Yes, it is. And I just wanted to tell you that I'm sympathetic

to what you're going through.

Thank you. Not just for the loss of Ainsley, but also for Vivica betraying

trust. She told you?

She seemed quite upset because according to her it was all your idea.

That's a lie. Vivica approached me.

Well, you know, she thinks you believe she owes you.

Because she does?

Okay, maybe to her it's, well, these people, it's not a lot of money, but to

it is.

She said ten. Ten? No, it's 25 grand, and I can prove that.

We have a contract.

Did you remind her of that contract? She said it's not valid because I didn't

get Ainsley to fall in love with me.

Right.

You know, Vivica didn't actually tell us why she wanted Ainsley to fall in love

with you.

Because Vivica's in love with Franklin.

Calm down. What is happening?

These heartless monsters want to go back to New York and leave Spencer in your

jail. We're sending lawyers down. You think you can buy your way out of

anything? Stop.

We may not be pressing charges.

When I left Simmons, he was stable. Bennett, how is he now?

He's much better.

He's managed a few words, but the nurse says he needs to rest a bit more.

That's good news. When can I see him? I'd say in an hour. I'll have a

conversation with him, which would quite possibly result in Spencer being

released. Franklin, we have to stay.

You have one hour.

Jason and I were hoping to talk to you about your contract with Mickey.

You told them about our contract?

You told them about our contract.

Oh, Mickey.

Yes, let's chat.

Yes.

The contract was for Mickey to get Ainsley to fall in love with him.

He got $25 ,000 on signing and would receive the second half when Ainsley

Franklin.

Yesterday, you told me you and Ainsley were friends.

We are.

We're.

That's how I knew about Mickey. And you didn't think to tell me about this

contract. It has no relevance to Ainsley's murder.

That is for me to decide.

It's obviously... It's quite embarrassing.

You really did all this because you're in love with Franklin?

Mickey told you everything.

It's quite ironic I'm speaking to you about this, who threw away the most

wonderful man in the world.

And still he traveled thousands of miles just to see you again.

I've seen the way you two look at each other.

Don't tell me you don't know what it's like to be attracted to a work

And then, Amelia, imagine Detective Trent here. He...

He gets married to someone you think is impressive and likable.

But she's not you.

She's she.

And then imagine you find a way to just change things.

Murder would also be a way to do that.

Of course it would.

But then why would I bother to sign a contract with Mickey?

And anyway, I didn't need Mickey to get Ainsley to leave Franklin.

I needed you.

Now, if that is all, I have some calls to make on the landline regarding

detective we're hiring.

Of course.

Hard to argue that if she wanted Ainsley to leave Franklin... She had no motive

for murder.

Jenny and I both noticed her being quite touchy -feely with him.

Yeah. In tracks, but I don't know. These people are... Twisted?

Yeah.

That was clever, what she did, trying to turn it around and on.

Very clever.

And she's not wrong.

If you got engaged again, I might try to end it.

Doctor's given the all -clear. You can see Simmons now.

Hey.

I was just telling Simmons that we know what he did for his sister.

Hold on, Jamie.

Simmons, you need to tell us what you did.

I gave Ainsley Trask the answers to the game you guys wrote in exchange

for a hundred grand. To pay his sister's medical bills. Which, Simmons, you

really should have come to us about that. I appreciate that, but... Jason, I

swear I had nothing to do with her murder.

When's the last time you were with Ainsley?

Before dinner.

Friday.

She gave me the money and the pills.

Pills?

Did Ainsley have you drug the aperitifs in all three rooms?

I put the pills in everyone's drinks.

Well, everyone except Ainsley and someone else.

We're closing in on an hour.

I'm aware of that, Mr. Trask.

They're just tying up some loose ends. All right, then. We're leaving in two

minutes and we'll be heading down to the dock. Without Spencer?

Patricia, we agreed an hour.

And Spencer has no one else to blame but himself.

Patricia!

Spencer!

Hey, honey.

Oh, did you miss me?

Yeah.

Hey, great news.

They've decided not to press charges.

Terrific. We're going now.

Hey, Frankie, hold up.

Simmons.

Look, I, uh... I'm real sorry for losing my temper.

I guess we both made mistakes.

Takes a big man to admit that.

Tough one, too. I gotta tell you, I hurt my hand there. You're made of steel.

I appreciate that.

That's very gracious, Simmons.

I'm glad you're okay.

Now, we are leaving.

Don't go, Franklin.

Not until we've told you who the murderer is.

Is this some stall tactic?

Not at all.

And I promise if you stay, you'll get your money's worth.

Yeah, because that's what this whole weekend has been about, after all.

Not love.

Money.

Franklin, this really isn't worth your time. We need to... Hang on, dear.

Emmy, what do you mean this weekend's been about money?

Janie? Right.

Well, as you know, Ainsley reached out to me with a plan for you all to come

down here.

Now, the one requirement was that Amelia be on site and included.

It seemed obvious that Ainsley wanted you, Franklin, to be reconnected with

former love to ensure that you weren't still holding a flame for her. And when

Ainsley won the game by cheating, this seemed it was to prove to you that she,

your current love, was better than me.

We thought maybe a flame had been rekindled between Ainsley and her high

sweetheart, Mickey. But then we learned that Mickey had been hired by Vivica to

woo Ainsley away from you because, according to Vivica, she's in love with

Whoa.

Excuse me?

Viv, is this... Not how I wanted you to learn it, Franklin.

So it's true.

Mickey? Yeah, it's true.

Thanks, and I'd really rather prefer to do that than fight home.

We'll get there. Believe me.

Continue, please.

Love is obviously one of the biggest motives for murder, but when we

Vivica, she ably disproved that she could have killed Ainsley.

I'm glad you agree.

And you were so close.

She gave you that complimentary nickname, Money.

And Money is the other top motive for murder. So what if that was the motive

Ainsley's murder?

Not the $50 ,000 that Vivica was paying Mickey.

Or the $100 ,000 Ainsley paid Simmons. I mean, to most of you, those numbers are

just rounding errors.

But to commit murder, there needed to be a much bigger prize at the end.

Yeah.

Like Trust Global.

My company.

Do you remember what Ainsley said about our fictitious gold smuggler? If you're

going to rob someone, don't do it a bit at a time.

Don't you agree, money?

Ainsley was right.

The character I was playing would have been smart to find a way to take all the

money in one fell swoop. Which is what would have happened if someone had

Franklin out of his own company and taken control of Trask Global for over a

billion dollars.

Hey, whoa, Frankie, I swear I did not try to do that. Even if Spencer had been

angling to take over Franklin's company months ago... Uh -uh, Spencer wasn't.

We know he didn't kill Ainsley.

He was fast asleep.

Where were you between midnight and 2 a .m.? Passed out.

Me and Patricia both.

In fact, many people had a hard time staying awake that night, including

Janie and myself.

Because they were drugged with temazepam.

Toxicology confirmed it.

Naturally, we thought the killer drugged us to keep us out of the way for the

murder to be committed.

But in quite a stunning twist, it wasn't the killer who drugged us, it was the

murder victim.

Which the killer wouldn't have known, of course. And Simmons clarified that

Ainsley didn't just pay him to give away the plot of the game.

She paid him to drug all the drinks in our room. All of them, but one person.

Vivica. What?

Are you serious?

Yeah, they're serious.

Ainsley had me drug all the drinks except for hers and yours.

Well, I don't see how this matters. It matters because it means that Ainsley

planning on meeting with you after midnight, when Bennett, Simmons, and the

of the staff were in their rooms, and when all the guests were sleeping a

deep sleep.

I was sleeping, too.

Simmons has no motive for lying. While we were at dinner, he drugged everyone's

apartheid, then put the Tamazepam back into Franklin and Ainsley's room. Before

their fight and before Ainsley moved rooms. But he mistakenly put the pill

bottle back in Franklin's docket.

Ainsley had Simmons do this.

Because she wanted complete privacy when she presented you with a contract that

would pay her what we can only imagine is a very large sum of money for her

vote. You weren't in love with Franklin.

You wanted to take over his company.

And you spent months wooing board members away from Franklin. And then you

rid of Spencer and pinned that on Ainsley. This is an absurd fantasy.

But it isn't, though. Don't you remember my second cousin is on your board,

Piper Plunkett?

She just told me all this on the phone before I walked in here.

You needed one more vote to force Franklin out. You tried to hire Mickey

leverage over Ainsley, but that failed.

Ainsley didn't love Mickey.

Ainsley didn't love Franklin either. Ainsley loved money.

And once you understood that, you knew what to do.

But then something must have happened.

Did Ainsley change the deal at the last minute? Did she want more money?

Then money was willing to pay.

And if money didn't pay, Ainsley would simply tell Franklin what money had been

up to.

Ainsley out -negotiated money.

That's what Ainsley was trying to write. It's not an F.

It's the beginnings of a dollar sign.

Ainsley was trying to tell us that her killer was money. This is more

fantastical than one of your mystery game plots. A brilliant woman like

would have taken payment with a cashier's check for maximum secrecy.

And like a wire transfer, cashier checks leave no digital trace.

Give me the check.

Give me the check.

Ten million dollars.

Made out to Ainslie Trask.

Oh.

And endorsed back to you.

with what I can only expect is Ainsley's forged signature.

Vivica Bentley, you are under arrest for the murder of Ainsley Trapp.

Go.

Listen, please accept my apology for my behavior.

You got a... twisted as we did with Vivica's lies.

Thanks for that.

And for all you did. She's doing our job.

I hope it's not another seven years until I see you again.

Our paths may cross at Vivica's trial.

Take care of yourself, Emmy.

Well, I realize the three of you have been through this before, but an actual

murder in the midst... or fictitious ones.

If you need a couple of days to recover, Bennett... Oh, no.

Quite the contrary.

I am extremely proud to be in the company of three such brilliant

minds.

Thank you.

Why don't we all have a bottle of champagne?

Why not?

Amelia and I will join you on the veranda shortly.

Oh, all right.

Bennett, shall we? Oh, Baroness, after you.

What is it? I just wanted to say that you handled Franklin really well. Oh, as

did you.

I was impressed you made it through without smacking him.

Oh, I was tempted.

I'm sure you were too.

I believe I have the right to remain silent on that, Detective.

Jason. Em.

Earlier in the library when you said... That if you got engaged again, I would

try to stop it. Did you want to say why?

You're the psychiatrist.

I'm sure you'll figure it out.