All language subtitles for Murder.in.a.Small.Town.S02E10.WEB

How's Winona doing?

Should we call the doc?

I'm worried, alright?

I don't like the thought
of her suffering.

Oh, you gotta be kidding.

Nena, you know the drill.

The man cave is off limits.

I gotta go.

Oh, boy.

Ow!

- Ugh!

He- help...

...me.

No.

No.

No.

Your first exhibition.
This is big, kid.

I just hope Steph
could make it.

Well, I'll video it.

Oh, no thank you.
I'm still getting over

your gushing color commentary
on my soccer videos.

I'm your dad.
I'm supposed to gush.

You ready to set up?

Hi.

Hi.

Awkward.

I'm going to take a minute
to get a sense of the space.

Maybe you could talk
amongst yourselves.

What'd you tell her?

She read the room.

See, when I looked into
what happened in Sacramento--

You were trying
to protect me, I know.

And if I can't do that...

I promised her I'd help set up.

Sid.

Where?

Hey Sid. Good to see you
on your feet.

Forget college, tell
your kids scrap metal.

That's where the money is.

Vic's inside.
Doug Bodanski.

Bodanski Scrap Yards.

That's Jolie Zorn,
the housekeeper.

That's Nena Bodanski,
the wife.

So, Jolie arrives
at 8:00 a.m.

finds Doug at
the bottom of the stairs.

That's his bedroom up there.

She screams,
wakes the wife, Nena,

whose bedroom is over here.

She comes out, calls 911.

Told us she heard
nothing through the night.

Let's bring them to the station.

I'll talk to them there.

Okay. I'm gonna check
with forensics first.

Looks like a fatal tumble.

Man, I'm not surprised

with all the empty beer bottles
by the sink.

But that doesn't account for
the petechial hemorrhaging.

Check his feet.

Right foot.

Some scrapes and
abrasions from the fall.

Left foot, linear abrasion

across his instep.

There was a tripwire here.

It was removed after he fell.

Killer stayed to watch.

And when the fall
didn't finish him...

He was suffocated.

Boss...

forensics found the vic's
phone under the couch.

Best guess is that
he dropped it when he fell.

Chief...

I am so sorry,
I had some car trouble.

Sid, bring her up to speed.

- He's mad---
- Vic's phone.

get it to digital forensics,
tell them to put a rush on it.

We need to know who he was
talking to.

Okay, so they're both mad.

You and Doug, you were married
for how long?

We were married for 12 years,
which was 13 years too long.

Doug never wanted a wife.

He wanted a trophy.

So why stay?

It wasn't in my best interests
to leave him.

The prenup?

Doug was the king of crap...

except when it came
to attorneys.

You were in the house

when Doug died and you didn't
hear anything.

Sound asleep.

A couple of whiskeys and
a Zolpidem around 10 p.m.

Can anyone confirm this?

A blood test.

Bodanski Scrap Yards,

the website lists Doug
as sole owner.

Who gets the company now?

Ah.

I very much doubt it's me.

He started it
with his sister, Wendy.

Where is Wendy now?

Couldn't tell you.

The two of them had
a big fight years ago

when she split
from the business.

I haven't talked to her
in forever.

Was he a kind man?

He was rough around the edges,
but generous.

He volunteered at
a horse rescue.

Broke my heart to see
how sad he'd become.

Sad? How so?

Like he was...

I don't know,
pining for someone.

It's one of those things
that's obvious to me.

I'm a Scorpio.

Pining for who?
Do you know?

No. Sorry.

Uh, you could try talking
to his last housekeeper.

She was with them for years.
A woman by the name of...

Mary something?

No, wait.

Maeve.

Maeve.

Doug Bodanski
has a sister, Wendy.

Let's find out
where she was last night.

Let's track down Doug's
former housekeeper.

First name, Maeve.

Anything from
forensics on Doug's phone?

I'll check the phone.

Why don't you talk
to Nena about the housekeeper?

On it, Sarge.

Uh, I found a place called
Equus Coast Horse Sanctuary.

But they wouldn't disclose
names of their volunteers.

I'll head over.

Okay.

How worried are you?

Jackson?

Fairly.

Very.

Oh, my god,
you look like crap.

Thank you.
My car keys.

Are you sure?

I'm not a child!

Hey!

Look, I- I care
about you as a friend, okay?

And last night--
-Hey--

I can't-
I can't do this right now.

Hello?

Anybody there?

Help you?

Karl Alberg, Gibsons Police.

I'm here about a Will Raker.

I understand
he runs the sanctuary?

You'll be waiting a while.
Will's in town.

He's shaking
the donation bucket.

I'm Ella Perini, the vet.

Well, I'm here about
one of Will's volunteers,

Doug Bodanski.
Do you know him?

Uh, I-- I wouldn't call
Doug a volunteer.

He's more like a highly
opinionated donor.

Will would call him
a pain in the ass.

What- what's he done now?

I'm afraid Mr. Bodanski
died last night.

Oh... Oh, my god.

Poor Will.

Were Will and Doug good friends?

Um...

Uh, yeah. He's, uh...
he's Doug's brother.

His only sibling.

They started the
scrapyard together.

His brother?

Nena said Doug had a sister.

Yes, Nena's a bigot.
He's Will now.

What happened?

Well, we're investigating.

Will you have
Will give me a call?

Of course.

Thanks.

O'Hara. Maeve O'Hara.

She was Doug's
housekeeper when we met.

I'd have fired her years ago,
but Doug loved his strays.

Why did she quit?

No idea.

Doug blamed me, of course.

Did you ever suspect
Doug and Miss O'Hara of...

having...

You know.

Maeve?

Well, she had a daughter,
so we know she had sex once.

Are they going to be done soon?

I need an address
for Maeve O'Hara.

That is M-A-E

V-E...

I'll call you back.

Enchanter's Nightshade.

Jackson thinks these

are the same flowers
that were in Holly's photos.

They are.

All this started with
Lauren's memorial.

The creeper has left
Enchanter's Nightshade there

every month for 25 years.
It's local legend.

And the flower
symbolizes vengeance?

Mmhmm.

Tell me about Lauren.

She and I were in AP
calculus together.

Two nerdy girls bonding
until freshman year.

I was a late bloomer,
Lauren wasn't.

How'd she die?

It was a hit and run.

She was walking home from work.

She was 17.

And Lauren Park's
not the only one.

Tell me about the others.

Calvin Wiley was poisoned

and Donald Truscott
fell off a cliff.

Bouquets of Enchanter's
Nightshade

were found where they died too.

Someone died where
you found these, right?

Chief...

Will Raker is here to see you.

I'll be right there.

I'm gonna look into this, okay?

But you and Holly
leave this alone.

Of course.

I'm Chief Alberg.

Will Raker.

Nice to meet you,
Mr. Raker. Please.

Thanks for coming in.
I'm sorry for your loss.

I can't believe it.

I was just talking to Doug
last night.

What time?

Around 10 p.m.

What was the conversation about?

Winona.

He's obsessed with her.

Is that someone
your brother was seeing?

Uh, no.

Uh, Winona's
a palomino, a horse.

She was surrendered to us
a month ago.

Winona hasn't been
feeling well,

so Doug wanted me to call
the vet.

And then he yelled something

about staying
out of his man cave to Nena.

And, uh, he hung up.

Where were you last night,
Mr. Raker?

I was in the barn,
keeping an eye on the horse.

All night?

Ella said that
Doug's death was an accident.

Can anybody vouch for your
whereabouts, Mr. Raker?

Besides Winona?

Oh my god.

Uh, I don't know
what Nena told you,

but Doug and I
were blood, okay?

We- we had our share
of disagreements.

Many of them never
even mattered.

And one or two really did.

But we worked through it.

Nena hasn't spoken to me
in years,

but Doug and I loved
each other.

And if anyone killed my brother,

I would put money on her.

1720. Got it.

Oh...

Hey.

Uh, Doug Bodanski's
old housekeeper.

Maeve O'Hara, address
and phone number.

Laila...

It's not just you.

It's all of us who count on you

so if there's a problem,
you got to tell me.

Of course, sir.

You've been through a lot...

in Minneapolis, now here.

You will be the first to know.

Doug Bodanski.

He could be crass
and harsh,

but deep down he was kind.

You worked for the Bodanski's

for quite some time,
Mrs. O'Hara.

I did.

Nena and Doug,

it wasn't the most harmonious
relationship, was it?

I thank God that they
never brought children

into this world.

Please.

Those two tormented
each other.

Their own private hell.

The day that Doug

wrote a six- figure check
to the horse rescue, well,

you would have thought that
he had drowned Nena's cat.

It was simple generosity.

His good side, from whom much
is given, much is required.

The Gospels.

Anna Marie Lunsford.
Sister Lunsford, my aunt.

Your aunt was a nun?

Oh, good lord, no, no.

A teller of truths,
Chief Alberg.

A bringer in of sheaves.

Six months ago, Mrs. O'Hara,
you quit the Bodanski's. Why?

Well...

Mr. Bodanski may have become
inured to his wife's...

proclivities.

But I did not appreciate them.

Especially not when
they were thrust into my face.

You caught her
in bed with someone?

She laughed when she saw me
standing there.

You still have a key to
their house, Mrs. O'Hara?

Oh, no.
No, I returned the key.

Where were you last night?

Oh, so you do think it's murder

and everyone is a suspect.

Well, Chief Alberg, I was
with my friend all evening.

Yvette Fraser.

We got
the blood test results back.

Vic's wife wasn't lying.

Nena tested positive
for Zolpidem.

Doesn't mean she didn't
set the tripwire, though.

Maeve O'Hara claims
she was visiting her friend,

Yvette Fraser.

Mm. I'll go speak to her.

Lawyers.

It's amazing how much they talk
once their clients are dead.

Doug Bodanski had his
lawyer prepare

a divorce settlement for Nena.
Sizable.

Lawyer tried
to talk him out of it.

Doug said, "I just want
to get on with my life".

Yeah, but if Nena knew,
she wouldn't kill the guy.

Unless she's in his will.

Gets it all now.

Lawyer said no.
Doug cut Nena out years ago.

Everything goes to Equus Coast
Horse Sanctuary.

I just can't believe he's gone.

I know.

What a stupid accident.

No.

It wasn't an accident.
He didn't fall.

He was pushed or tripped.

The police think
it's a homicide.

I told them it must
have been Nena, but...

I don't really believe that.

Who would do this?

At the tone, please
record your message.

You.

I'm on my way

and I swear to God, you are
going to pay for what you did.

The eye goes too quickly
to the one on the right.

- Mm.
- Mm.

Now try swapping

the one on the right
with the one on the left.

Steph.

Oh my gosh!

Hey, little sister.

You made it.

Did you know?

Are you kidding?

You think I could keep
a secret like this?

Of course I wouldn't miss
your photo exhibit.

These are terrific.

You're saying that
because you're my sister.

- Yep.
- Okay.

But also because
they're terrific.

So swap the one on the right.

- Mmhmm.
- The one on the left.

- Let's see.
- Right.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. Mmmhmm.

Okay. Yeah.

How's Dad?

He's good.

Busy.

- You know Dad.
- Mmhmm.

I'll let you two catch up.

Yes.

Dad's being dad again.

Original recipe.

And Cassandra?

Extra crispy.

Yeah.

Well, these are awesome.

Thanks for coming in,
Ms. Fraser.

Have you seen Maeve
O'Hara recently?

Yeah. Maeve came over
for dinner last night.

Then we binged a show.

Around what time?

Oh, she stayed late.

'Til midnight?

We had hot chocolate
and gossiped.

Same thing we've been doing
since Grandview Drive.

Grandview?

The old days.
That's how we met.

Working for different
families on the same street.

Do you remember
which family you worked for?

The Parks.

Karen and Terrence.

Uh, they had a daughter?

Lauren.

Lauren.

The girl who died.

Hit and run.

I'd been let go by that point.

Let go?

Some money went missing
from Mrs. Park's purse...

and Lauren accused me.

I didn't, Corporal.

Mrs. Parks knew the truth.
I'm sure of that.

But she didn't
want to face it, so...

out the door for poor Yvette.

Yvette was fired six weeks
before Lauren Park died.

Lauren Park's incident report.

Digital forensics
cracked Doug's phone.

Night of the murder there's
a call with his brother.

But that's not what stands out.

Six months ago, Doug was
calling the same number a lot

and then it suddenly
just stopped.

For months, nothing.

A few weeks ago,
calls start back up again.

- Whose number?
- The vet.

Ella Perini.

Like he was pining for someone.

Let's bring her in.

Okay.

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic voice
message system.

At the tone,
please record your message.

I loved him.

My choice.

Damn you to the pit of hell!

So to confirm there were
no other cars,

just the single car on the road.

And it was heading southbound

but flipped and facing
northbound?

Uh, just give me a minute.

Ella Perini.

She was pronounced at the scene.

The flagger said that she was
driving like a bat out of hell.

Ms. O'Hara, Ms. O'Hara.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Sid!

Ms. O'Hara, Ms. O'Hara no.

Stay with me.

She's my child!
Let me see her!

Let me see her!

Mrs. O'Hara, I'm sorry.
She's gone.

No, she's not! Ella!

Ella!

No!

"Perini" was her father's name.

Ella loved him.

Don't ask me why.

Where's your husband now,
Mrs. O'Hara?

We could notify him if you like.

Uh...

Well, he's gone.

A heart attack.

Good riddance.

You know, when I saw the smoke

down the road...

I knew...

in that instant.

You and Ella were close?

She was my child.

We didn't always agree,

but when she fell into error,

I'd reach out and do whatever
I could to save her.

Doug and Ella,
how close were they?

She, uh, came...

and helped me at the house...

sometimes, after one
of his parties, usually.

Doug's horse
sanctuary was one of Ella's

bigger clients.

Doug pushed her to get hired

straight out of vet school.

Favor to you?

Doug- Doug Bodanski
could be very generous.

And Ella was determined
to pay him back.

Your friend, Yvette?

She worked for a family
whose daughter passed away.

Lauren Park.

Unconscionable, what she did
to Yvette.

And then Lauren died.

Six weeks later.

It's tragic.

You and Ella were good friends.

Did you know?

I know she had been seeing
my brother.

I thought it had run its course.

Who else knew?

Her mother?

A mad monk.
God knows.

Ella told me once,

she wasn't raised.

She was groomed.

For what?

She wouldn't say.

But she wanted nothing to do
with that woman.

Two medium cappuccinos.

- One decaf.
- Thanks.

And a small soy latte,

extra foam, one pump
sugar-free vanilla,

one pump caramel,
and a sprinkle of cinnamon.

My coffee orders drive
dad crazy.

Mm.

Speaking of...

Don't tell him I did this,

but I kind of amateur sleuthed.

Is that a verb?

Intransitive.

Are you trying
to get yourself grounded?

Okay. I phoned around the local
gardening shops

to see if anyone carried
Enchanter's Nightshade.

And?

No luck, but I talked
to one guy.

He said he knew
of a farm that specialized

in ornamental plants.

Lunsford Farm and Nursery.

I checked their website.

Looks like they're
permanently closed.

Which is kind of weird, right?

So why don't we take a drive
up there?

No.

Okay. Why not?

Because your dad
wants you to stay out of it.

Well, me and Steph could go

and there'd be two of us, and he
wouldn't even have to know.

Look, I will get this
information to your dad.

If he wants to
look into it, then great.

And if not, we leave it.

Holly told me

about your friend.

Lauren Park.

It was a hit and run.

Um, I need to go to City Hall

for a council thing,
but I'll be right back.

We leave this to the police.

You told Corporal Jackson
that two nights ago

Maeve O'Hara was at your house
between 7:00 and midnight.

That's right.

That's right.

You stayed in all night?

We sat on the couch, uh...

watching the show and talking.

More talking than watching,
if I'm being honest.

You're being honest,
Mrs. Fraser?

The thing is,

cell records show that
Maeve O'Hara's phone was

nowhere near your house
between 9:30 and 11:00 p.m.

My guess is you left the house,

went into town,
grabbed some snacks.

Yes, that's right, we decided
we wanted some ice cream.

Well... cell records show

that your phone never left
your house.

Well, I guess I must have
forgotten it or something.

You're a terrible liar,
Mrs. Fraser.

Was Maeve even at your house?

No.

Where was she?

I don't know.

Are you scared of your friend,
Mrs. Fraser?

Maeve is certain of everything.

You've never
met anyone like her.

She asked you to lie for her?

No.

Has she asked you to lie
for her before?

No.

You know that withholding
evidence is a criminal offense.

I lied one other time.

When?

The night Mr. Wiley died.

Calvin Wiley?

Your friend, asked you
to lie twice.

Both times somebody dies.
That didn't make you suspicious?

I didn't know anything.
I'm not involved in anything.

You are involved, Mrs. Fraser.

You're involved.

Who else knew about Maeve?

Did Ella know about her mother?

Ella died.

Did you know that?
It's terrible.

Maeve would be destroyed.

Did Ella know?

Yes.

Get a warrant.
Bring Maeve in.

Based on your testimony, you're
an accessory after the fact.

I'm placing you under arrest.

No.

Maeve also cleaned

for Donald Truscott's
boss, Jeremy Hendrickson,

of Hendrickson Financial
Services.

Truscott fell off Gospel Rock.

After he embezzled
half a million

from Hendrickson's clients.

When Hendrickson found out,
he hushed it up.

Truscott steals,
gets away with it.

Lauren Park lies and
Maeve's friend gets fired.

Lauren bore false witness.
Calvin Wiley?

Allegations of elder abuse.
His mom.

Honor thy father and mother.

Doug Bodanski slept
with Maeve's daughter.

Adultery.

Bree. Holly and Steph?

They left a while ago.

Did they say where
they were going?

Not to me.

Hey, it's Holly.
Leave a message.

Holly, it's Cassandra.

Where are you?
Call me back.

- Yeah?
- Boss, Maeve's not here.

Neighbor saw her leave
about an hour ago,

but the warrant just
came through

so we'regoing to start
searching the house.

I'll meet you there.

Hi, Karl, it's me.

Um, I'm trying to get
a hold of Holly,

but she isn't
answering her phone.

Do you have any idea
where she might be?

Um, truth is, I am a little
concerned that she is...

You know what?
I'll deal with it.

Haven't seen one of these
in a while.

You. I'm on my way,
and I swear to God

you are going to pay
for what you did.

Ella Perini.

I loved him!

My choice!

Damn you to the pit of hell!

Put out a BOLO,
alert the state troopers.

Maeve could be almost anywhere.

Not interested.
Thank you.

Have a couple of teenage girls
been by here, by any chance?

Girls?

No. No, just you, councilwoman.

Guilty as charged.

I didn't vote for you.

I'm actually looking
for some information

on a plant.

Enchanter's Nightshade.

A garden store in town
sent me your way.

You're Mrs. Lunsford, right?

Maeve O'Hara.
Anna Marie Lunsford was my aunt.

Oh, the tent revivalist,
Sister Lunsford.

She's a- she's a part
of Gibsons history.

Enchanter's Nightshade.

Yeah. It's been left on
a shrine of a friend of mine.

Lauren Park.

Every month
for as long as she's been dead,

which is 25 years now.

You wouldn't happen
to know anything about that,

would you, Mrs. O'Hara?

A little.

I have a quiche in the oven,
so if you want to talk,

maybe you come inside.

Hi, you've
reached Cassandra.

You know what to do.

Hey, I just heard your message.
Um, call me back when you can.

I'll try Holly now.

Basically, he's doing what
he always does.

Climbing down into
a case and disappearing.

I mean, I'm used to it.
Our whole lives,

but Cassandra?

Have you talked to him?

That's what people do, Holl.
They talk.

Except in this family,
which is the problem.

Dad. Hi.

Uh, Cassandra reach you?

- When?
- She just left me a message.

Apparently, you're not answering
your phone.

Yeah, my phone died.

Hey, did Cassandra tell
you about Lundsford farm?

Anna Marie Lunsford.
Sister Lunsford.

My aunt.

It's wild, but I found
this website--

Lunsford?

Lunsford Farm.
477 Peninsula Road. Let's go.

Smells delicious.

Yes.

I baked it for a friend of mine.

Well, not actually a friend.
A former employer.

She lost her husband.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Mmhmm. Two days ago, he fell.

So you were asking about
Enchanter's Nightshade.

It's associated

with vengeance
in Greek mythology.

But I'm guessing
that you knew that.

Do you know who leaves it on
Lauren's shrine, Mrs. O'Hara?

Do they get it from you?

"Vengeance is mine,
saith the Lord."

That was my aunt's perspective.

Lauren Park was a liar.

A bearer of false witness.

That is not true.

Your friend was rotten
to the core.

Thanks for your time.

- It's her!
- Go, go, go!

...Heathens, the lot of you!

Drop the weapon!

You're surrounded!

May you rot in hell
with the liars and the thieves

and the adulterers
and the rest!

It's over!
Drop the weapon!

May your torment be unceasing.

And your shrieking go unheard.

Put the knife down!

Maeve O'Hara,

I'm arresting you for the
murder of Doug Bodanski.

May God rot your soul,
and his!

You do have the right
to remain silent.

Scream away.

I know what you're gonna say.

What are you doing here?

I thought your
daughters were here.

I should have called 911.

But I was embarrassed,
and I thought

that I was making
something out of nothing.

I'm trained to do this, okay?

I carry a gun.

I'm in danger every day.

You didn't answer your phone

and I figured... I just-
I figured wrong.

I'm not trying
to play detective.

I hate your job.

What you did
was reckless and stupid.

Brave, maybe, but--

But not that stupid.
I was right, wasn't I?

Thank goodness you're okay.

Doug Bodanski.

Calvin Wiley.

Donald Truscott.

Lauren Park.

How many others?

You have no dominion over me.

You've been doing this
for decades, Maeve.

Cleansing the Sunshine Coast.

How many others?

She's not going to talk,
is she?

We'll see about that.

I'll pick it up tomorrow.

Forensics called.

The quiche Maeve was baking
had enough cyanide

to kill a stable full of horses.

Phew!

Cassandra go home?

Yes. She said that she wanted
to get ready for Holly's thing.

Really?

She went after- after
what she went through today?

Yeah.

It's like she kind of loves
you guys or something.

Well, I gotta go.

We got you covered.

I don't know what
I'd do without you.

All of you.

Hey.

Following people, Officer?

No, I just...

I just saw you.

Uh, Vanessa...

I am so sorry.

And, uh, thank you.

Big time.

Still look like crap.

How are you doing?

I'm gonna be okay.

I think.

I'm getting myself some help.

That's good.

And...

I'm almost one day
clean and sober,

thanks to you.

It started as a
school assignment.

Our teacher wanted us
to question Gibsons,

which led me to
Lauren Park's memorial

on the way to
the ferry terminal,

which led me to more memorials,

each one a life lived,
loved and lost.

I found myself wanting
to slow down

and really experience
these memorials

and give them
the attention they deserve.

So anyway, thanks
so much for coming.

I hope you guys enjoy.

- Hi.
- Congratulations, honey.

Thank you.

My mom keeps messaging me.

Still won't tell me
what's going on.

Tomorrow.

Am I ever going to meet her?

Did you get yourself
another cat?

Oh, Felix came back.

Get out!

Two days ago,
Holly saw her.

She must be pregnant.

I really hope you mean Felix.

Yes. Yes, I mean Felix.

Yeah. I'm taking
it as a... as a sign.

Oh, of?

Good things to come.

Or you've got mice again.

Your daughter's amazing.

Yeah.

She was so nervous

about speaking in front of
that crowd, and she was great.

Cassandra.

Thank you

for everything.

I don't say it enough.

I promise that--

Oh god, no promises.

What? Why not?

You know what our problem is?

We don't talk.

Oh, we're talking now.

We don't talk enough.

We banter. We make love,
but when it comes to who we are?

- Just so you know.
- Hmm?

You are it for me.

Last chance.
Best chance.

I have spent

almost every day of the last
six months with you,

and I have loved almost
every one of them.

Oh.

And I feel like
I know you, but I don't--

I don't know
the first thing about you.

Ask anything you want.

Anything? God, dangerous.

Your dad.

Okay. What about him?

Do you know where he is?

Yes, I do.

And?

My turn.

- No, no, no, no.
- My turn.

Theoretically...

Mmhmm?

Could you...

see yourself...

marrying me?

What?

Um...

theoretically, I can see
a lot of things,

but if you're
actually asking me, Karl?

Karl?

Are you asking me?

What if I said "yes"?

What if I said, "holy crap"?

Dad?

You guys gonna come in, or...?

Will you marry me?