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Mom!

I finally got you!

Sorry, it's been a crazy week.

The Lakeshore Hotel is opening in less than a month.

And the client just baulked at the design for the rear lobby.

I know, you're busy.

I just wanted to remind you

that I don't land in Toronto to visit you until late afternoon.

But, you know, hopefully we'll still have enough time

to meet up before the big birthday bash.

Oh, I always have time for you, sweetheart.

You know that.

But didn't you see the email?

I just cancelled the party.

Wait.

You're kidding, right?

Nope, cancelled.

Mom, you invite 200 of your closest friends every year.

I know.

Caviar, champagne.

I know!

Once, there was circus acts.

Well, this year, it just didn't work out.

Um, okay.

Uh, I've got to go, sweetie.

Talk soon!

Okay!

This is the last master class of the season.

You're all here to push your boundaries.

Soften your strokes.

Let the brush do the work.

I've been really working on new palette.

I'm struggling a bit.

I don't know what to say to you anymore, Sadie.

Maybe it's time to take a break.

This class is for advanced artists.

Please.

You know how much this class means to me, Eric.

I know when an artist has hit a wall.

Face your limitations.

Make space for someone worthy.

Speaking about Sadie, Eric?

Or yourself?

I told you not to come here, Vincent.

Yeah, why?

I re-join your class every time I'm home.

And then suddenly you just kick me out?

I think you know why.

Vincent!

It's Olivia!

I've been messaging you!

Hi!

You have demeaned

your talents

with silly virtual hijinks.

I didn't chase success.

It just found me.

I've stopped selling my paintings.

Won't for as long as I live.

What else do you expect me to do?

I don't expect anything from you, Vincent.

I tried to make a real artist

out of you!

You made me.

Is that what you're saying?

And now you're just throwing me away like everyone else?

Everything you have, I have given you.

And I could have taken it all away!

That painting is yours, right, Eric?

Yeah.

Let's see who's got the power.

How's it feel, Eric?

Try it again, and next time-

it won't be just your painting.

Class is over!

Go!

Get out of here!

I need to put this right.

Jesse.

We're almost there.

Want to bring us up to speed?

Well, SJPD were called this morning

when a fisherman spotted a body on the rocks.

It could be suicide or a hiking accident.

Well, not judging

by the scuff marks on the cliff's edge.

Two sets.

Clearly a struggle.

So they were definitely pushed.

I think so.

The body-

is being brought up from the rocks down below.

Have we ID'd the victim?

Eric Flemming.

He's a local artist

who's known for his invite-only master classes-

which are pretty sought after.

But word is, things got a little heated yesterday

between him and a couple of his students.

Sadie Bishop, who he apparently humiliated in front of everyone.

And if you can believe it, Vincent Noseworthy.

Help me out here.

Am I supposed to know that name?

Vincent Noseworthy!

Oh, it's a generational thing.

Yeah.

Well, Vincent Noseworthy-

I mean, he's he's this local artist who blew up online

a few years ago.

He would travel the world, paint these scenic vistas-

and post them for his fans to track down and share.

Okay, so he's kind of like, uh, Banksy meets The Da Vinci Code.

Well-

No, I mean, I was going to say

more like Van Gogh meets Pokémon Go.

But-

that works too, I suppose

Yeah, as prints, they sell out pretty fast.

But the true commodity is a Vincent original.

It can go for upwards

of six digits.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, vibrant.

I can see the appeal.

I guess, uh-

Rex approves.

Yeah, well, blues and yellows

are what canines see best.

And it was also Vincent's favourite colour palette.

So the victim was Vincent's mentor?

Yeah.

Last year, Eric had kicked Vincent out of his class-

saying he owed him everything

and that he would threaten to take it all away.

Looks like Rex has something.

Fresh paint.

And yellow!

You know, Jesse, can you take a sample of this

while I check in with Sarah?

Yeah, sure thing.

Oh, by the way-

you're actually going to be checking in with Joe.

Sarah's flying to Toronto

for her mom's cancelled birthday party.

Oh, that's right, I forgot.

Wait.

It's cancelled?

Is everything okay?

Yeah, Sarah said it's just her mom being her mom.

But she wanted to fly over to make sure.

Okay.

Rex, let's go.

Okay.

Forensics is still down by the shore

with the body.

But I did get

the preliminary report.

The time of death was around

7 PM last night.

Was the yellow scarf his?

I'm not sure.

But the placement of it seems odd.

Right?

Yeah.

Apparently, uh, dogs see yellow

better than other colours.

Okay.

Uh, well, look.

We also found a cell phone.

It's powered off.

But it seems to have survived the fall.

Well let's see what Jesse can get off it.

Well, I'll check with the service provider

once it's charged

and get the call data.

You guys get at it.

All right.

You know, when you talk to the other master class attendees-

ask about a yellow scarf.

Just see if anyone remembers it.

You think it might be Eric's?

Yeah, or the person who pushed him?

Okay.

Oh, I tracked down Sadie Bishop-

the student that Eric

had a run-in with yesterday.

Please.

You know how much this class means to me.

I know when an artist has hit a wall.

Face your limitations.

Turns out she's selling her own paintings

down by the harbour to tourists.

Okay, any luck tracking down-

Vincent!

Vincent!

Oh, oh!

Is he dead?

Okay.

There's a rumour online

that said a painter was pushed over the edge!

Okay, SJPD.

Who are you?

Olivia Park!

Vincent's biggest fan!

Oh.

You know, I heard that monster-

Eric Flemming-

threaten him yesterday.

And now he's dead!

Vincent's not dead.

Eric is.

Oh!

Oh!

Shouldn't he be on a leash or something?

Uh, well, Rex is a trained police dog.

So-

Easy easy.

Can you please keep him away?

I'm, like, terrified of dogs!

Rex, easy, easy.

Why don't you take Ms. Park's statement-

and, uh, let me know when you find Vincent.

Wait, you're looking for Vincent?

Well, I have his current coordinates.

I don't think I should give them to you, because, I mean-

don't you think that'd be a little unethical?

Send them to me when you convince her

that a homicide investigation trumps Pokémon Banksy.

Yeah, will do, will do.

After which-

why don't you interview Sadie Bishop?

Divide to conquer.

Yeah.

Rex.

Of course I'm happy to see you!

I'm just surprised you came-

since there's nothing to come for!

Well, I want to see you on your big day!

And plus, this new project of yours-

Another historic building makeover?

Ah, boutique hotels.

Just another term for nightmare renovation.

But aren't you investigating the murder of Eric Flemming?

I heard something about it on the news!

Did you know him?

I knew of him.

The art and design community

are all intertwined.

Flemming never broke through as a painter.

But he had a great eye for talent.

He discovered Vincent Noseworthy!

Yeah, no, I know!

Wait.

Does that mean Vincent's a suspect?

You know I can't share that kind of information.

So he is!

Mom.

Let's not get distracted.

It's your birthday.

We should be concentrating on you.

Another day, another number.

If it's all the same to you-

let's just stay home-

order in and turn in early.

Mom, are you okay?

Yes, healthy as a horse!

Oh.

Hold on.

Oh, it's the lab calling.

I've got them analysing some paint samples.

So the murderer was an artist?

Hey, what have you found?

I still can't believe Eric is dead.

Sadie.

A few other attendees told me

that you were pretty upset after yesterday's class.

I was devastated.

Being a painter means everything to me.

When I calmed down, I realized

that Eric was just trying to push me to be better.

By insulting your talent

after you spent thousands of dollars at his classes?

I mean-

it's a pretty interesting strategy, don't you think?

Eric was a brilliant teacher.

He knew that tough love is a powerful motivator.

Where'd you go after class?

Hiking on the coastal trail.

Alone?

Being alone in nature always pulls me out

of a bad headspace.

Hmm.

Eric was the same.

He liked the isolation.

So-

Vincent Noseworthy-

He apparently had your back.

Did you know him?

He was Eric's protegé for years.

Mm-hmm.

When he went viral-

Eric didn't approve.

I think maybe

it bothered Eric

that he never saw anything like the success that Vincent has.

Yeah.

That's interesting, because-

it looks like you have one of Vincent's paintings right here.

No, no, no, that's someone else's.

Yeah, but that's Vincent's signature yellow.

It is of the scene of the crime.

And we did find some yellow paint there as well.

Okay.

It's Eric's painting.

Vincent

defaced it when they had it out.

How'd it end up in your hands?

After my hike, I went back to Blackhead Cliff

to retrieve it.

Since Vincent

stopped selling his work-

the value has gone way up.

I mean, just by

throwing paint on it-

it was worth a fortune.

Sure, but it's stolen.

It's stolen goods.

Eric threw it away.

Okay.

Yes, I know it was wrong.

It was going to end up in the sea.

And I could really use the money.

What time did you go back there?

Around sunset.

8:00, 8:15.

Did you see anyone?

Anything?

No, why?

Was Eric already dead?

I'm guessing no one saw you.

I'm going to have to take this painting in for evidence.

But you're talking

to Vincent, too, right?

Because he said some things that were very aggressive.

Well, these are the coordinates that Jesse sent.

Vincent's got to be around here.

You gave me all those lessons

just to turn your back on me!

You want to take it away from me?

You win!

Careful, buddy.

Stop right there-

Vincent.

Why?

They're worthless.

Tainted!

Hey!

You cool it.

Or the next one's for you.

I should have never gone to the cliff!

Eric discovered me here in Quidi Vidi

when I was 15.

He said I had real potential.

Used to let me take his classes for free.

And now he's dead.

So you're burning your paintings?

I hear they're worth big money and made you famous.

Yeah, which has brought me nothing but misery.

Fans hounding me.

Money getting in the way

of real inspiration.

Eric was right.

Who do you think might have wanted to harm him?

I don't believe he was pushed.

Eric took his own life.

And what I said yesterday didn't help.

There is no doubt that Eric was murdered, Vincent.

Scuff marks on the cliff show clear evidence

that he was pushed.

People see the evidence they want to see.

Eric taught me to use true vision.

Eric said he made you.

That he could have taken it all away.

What do you think he meant by that?

I guess we'll never know.

Look.

Your dog can see yellow and blue.

Oh, he's my partner, Rex.

He found yellow paint just like that on the cliff.

I mix it myself.

Yeah.

It's organic, made with walnut oil.

There was a yellow scarf found on Eric's body-

Vincent.

What do you know about that?

Uh-

I used to wear one.

But- I stopped a few months ago

before coming back home.

So the lab's been keeping Sara in the loop.

She confirms

that the cause of death

is blunt force trauma from the fall.

Also, the time of death was 7 PM

an hour after Eric's class.

But before, Sadie Bishop-

claims to have gone back to the cliff.

What about the evidence we found with the body?

Yeah, well, the yellow scarf was purchased

at a local shop in an artists' collective.

Cash only.

I noticed that Sadie Bishop's name

was on the directory.

But she had been blacklisted.

So I'm looking into that.

We also got the call logs

from Eric's cell phone.

He was making a call at the time that he was pushed

to the Flemming Gallery, which is owned by-

wait for it-

Eric's ex-wife, Annabelle Flemming.

They were married for a decade-

and got divorced two years ago.

Well, Rex and I will head to the gallery

to see if she has any idea

who may have wanted Eric dead.

That's a good idea.

Oh, you know what?

Keep your eyes open.

I'm looking for a new piece for my office.

Well, when it comes to art appreciation-

Rex has the better eye.

You're sure Eric didn't jump?

Not according to evidence

found at the scene.

Why- did you have reason to believe he did?

Nothing concrete.

But Eric had been depressed since the divorce.

Cell records show that he was calling you when he was pushed.

Any idea what that was about?

He'd reach out sometimes after

a few glasses of wine

to try to convince me that we'd made a mistake.

But you didn't agree.

I loved Eric.

But we weren't right for each other.

We started out as artists.

But he was more devoted to the discipline than I was.

He didn't sell well, but-

he sure could recognize talent.

Half of the pieces in here are from artists he discovered.

Vincent Noseworthy seemed to think that Eric had changed.

Do you know Vincent?

Uh, of course.

When Eric and I were together-

Vincent was around all the time.

And then-

his star began to rise.

And we saw less and less of him.

Yeah, Vincent seems to think that, uh-

he disappointed Eric by going viral.

This is how it is with artists.

It's always high drama.

It rarely lasts.

Oh, so you didn't think there was anything serious

in their falling out?

It would take a hell of a lot

for Eric to truly turn on Vincent.

Um, we found this with Eric's body.

What is it?

There's something I have to show you.

You didn't think it was important to mention

that you were exhibiting

a painting of the crime scene?

Well, honestly-

until you showed me that scarf-

I didn't even think of it.

Who painted this?

Vincent Noseworthy.

Rex found it at the gallery.

He's keyed into the scent of Vincent's organic paint.

But I thought Vincent stopped selling his work.

Annabelle says he gave this to Eric as a gift.

Then Eric sold it to her on consignment.

Did Vincent say anything about it?

Only that there had been some bad blood between them.

I mean, Vincent painted the exact murder scene.

What are the odds he'd be dumb enough to kill Eric

the exact same way-

and leave a yellow scarf?

You guys, that was Sarah.

Her team confirmed

that the paint found on the burnt canvas-

the paintbrush-

and the crime scene are all a match.

Organic water-based paint.

Consistent with Vincent's recipe.

I guess Rex already knew that.

There is more.

I checked the data from Eric's cell phone.

Three weeks ago-

Vincent sent Eric a series

of angry text messages

accusing him of a big betrayal.

Right around the time

Eric gave the painting to Annabelle to sell.

All right, bring him in here.

Let's see what he has to say about all this.

You didn't mention

that Eric had sold a painting you'd given him.

It was his right to sell.

But it was against everything that Eric had instilled in you.

I mean, that must have been a big betrayal.

You stopped selling your paintings because of it.

I was disappointed.

That's all?

You weren't angry?

Maybe at first.

Two weeks ago, I did let him know how I felt.

I stopped selling my paintings because of what you taught me.

And then you go around and you do this?

You have no understanding of what real life is like!

Oh.

Everything has been given to you!

I had no idea he was broke.

Okay, but you were still angry when you defaced his painting.

He wasn't the man I thought he was, okay?

Doesn't mean I killed him.

So Eric sold your yellow scarf painting and you didn't-

It's not my yellow scarf painting.

You're denying

that you painted this?

Look.

Look at its similarity to the crime scene.

Same cliff where Eric was found at the bottom

with that yellow scarf.

That's my painting, but-

someone added that scarf.

A scarf

was added-

and Annabelle Flemming didn't notice?

Or didn't care.

People threw pumpkin soup at the Mona Lisa.

And all it did was raise her profile.

You expect me to believe

that someone vandalised your painting and killed Eric

to what-?

raise your profile?

Who would do that?

You haven't met some of my fans.

Vincent, hi!

It's Olivia!

I've been messaging you!

Hi!

They track my location.

They leave underwear at my doorstep.

They don't leave me alone.

Have you called the police?

Yeah, they said there was nothing they could do.

But you've got to believe me.

I didn't paint that

yellow scarf.

And I had nothing to do with Eric's death.

Someone's trying to frame me.

You believe him?

I'm not sure.

He claims that a fan must have altered the painting

and then killed Eric at the same cliff

as some kind of tribute

and left the scarf just to make sure

everyone connected the dots.

Or he did.

Well-

Hang on to him overnight.

See if he changes his tune by morning.

Okay.

Hey, Sarah.

Hey, Mark.

Everything okay with your mom?

Yeah, we're ordering Thai and watching old movies.

Oh, that sounds perfect to me.

Yeah, me too.

But you don't know Paige.

She likes to paint the town, not chill on a couch.

Well, I'm sure you'll get to the bottom of it.

Anyway, so the lab checked Vincent's yellow scarf

from the gallery painting.

According to Vincent, it wasn't his scarf.

Someone else painted it on after the fact.

Well he might be telling the truth.

The rest of the canvas was done with Vincent's organic paints.

But the scarf paint was industrially-processed.

It also appears to have been applied more recently.

Well could he have used a different paint

just to cover his tracks?

Isn't the whole point of sending a message

not to cover his tracks?

Good point.

Um, it looks like Jesse's also sent us a message.

Looks like he's dug up a deleted post

from superfan Olivia

holding the same yellow scarf in a photo

apparently taken three days before

Eric was murdered.

How is that possible?

Yeah!

That's what I'm thinking.

So what are we looking at here?

Vincent Noseworthy.

Claims someone framed him

by adding a yellow scarf to his painting

depicting the crime scene.

He's still in custody?

Yeah, but not for long.

The lab proved that the paint used to add the yellow scarf

wasn't a match for his organic paint.

Yeah, plus-

there's Olivia Park.

A Vincent Noseworthy superfan

who was posed on top of the cliff

wearing the same scarf found near Eric's body.

I checked

the metadata.

I mean, that photo was taken three days before the murder.

Okay, so is it possible

that she added the scarf to Vincent's canvas-

then pushed Eric off-

leaving the telltale scarf behind?

Try to frame Vincent because he rebuffed her?

She's a groupie, right?

They get obsessed and do weird things.

That's true.

One summer, I followed Great Big Sea right across the country.

A roadie even gave me a coffee mug

that Alan Doyle drank out of.

I still have it.

It's unwashed.

Oh, my point being is that-

Olivia could have proved her love to Vincent by

killing Eric on his behalf.

I'll talk to Vincent about her.

Mmm.

You know, there's also this.

Take a look.

Wait, is that one of Vincent's paintings?

Yes, indeed it is.

Purchased online

by an anonymous buyer two weeks ago.

It's currently on loan-

hanging in the lobby of a library in Hamilton.

Vincent claims he's no longer selling his work.

It could be a print.

But we'd have to get a better look at it to make sure.

Okay, so now we need an art expert

who's able to look at a painting in Hamilton, Ontario.

I think Sarah might be able to help us out with that.

You have too much to do, Mom.

I could have hired somebody to authenticate the painting.

You really didn't have to come all the way out here.

You need my expertise.

You shall have it.

Ah, here it is.

It looks like Vincent's

to me.

But there's no record of it on his website.

And he's not even selling anymore.

Every artist has uncatalogued canvases.

Could be a resale.

There's something strange about it, though.

Strange how?

The brushstrokes.

They go from top left to bottom right.

And that's strange because-?

It indicates it was painted by a lefty.

Isn't Vincent right-handed?

Uh, hold on.

It sure looks like it.

I don't know who painted this, Sarah.

But it wasn't Vincent Noseworthy.

Thanks for the stay.

Told you I didn't paint that yellow scarf.

But, you know, a night in jail

and cellphone free is like-

pure artistic inspiration.

Tell me about Olivia Park.

When did she first get in contact with you?

My superfan?

Uh.

About a year ago.

She asked my advice on how to get into painting.

She seemed cool at first-

like someone I could talk to.

When did that change?

After I told her about Eric selling my painting.

Yeah.

I got nervous when she showed up in town.

To see the painting in the gallery.

I thought so, but

then she started offering to slash Eric's tires

or steal my painting back.

I blocked her after that.

I don't suppose you know where she's staying?

No, but -

I have a pretty good idea where she is right now.

Okay, where's that?

You kept me here overnight.

Where do you think?

Release Vincent!

Release Vincent!

Looks like we've got a group of groupies.

Release Vincent!

Release Vincent!

Release Vincent!

Release Vincent!

SJPD!

Wait up!

SJPD!

Tell your dog

to stay away from me!

Rex, come here now!

You know-

if you would have let go of the bag-

he might have.

Now-

if I reach in here-

am I going to find anything sharp-

or dangerous?

You sure?

Okay.

Looks like

Vincent's yellow paint.

Is this what you were tracking, Rex?

Okay.

You're going to have to come inside with me.

Let's go.

Okay, don't try to run off again.

The police station's over this way.

First you evade a police officer.

And then he finds this.

I wasn't evading the officer.

It was the dog.

I told you, I'm terrified of them.

Well, Rex alerted because this is Vincent's organic paint.

which he doesn't share.

So how did you come to have it?

Okay, I sort of-

broke into Vincent's van.

After he ghosted you

for offering to terrorise Eric for him?

I wasn't serious about the tire slashing.

Look, I know

what I did was wrong.

But I didn't hurt anyone!

We have reason to believe

whoever added the yellow scarf to Vincent's painting

murdered Eric.

I would never deface Vincent's painting.

And I don't even know how to paint.

But you posted a recreation of the murder three days ago.

We saw the photo you took.

They had just unveiled the yellow scarf painting

at the Flemming Gallery!

It was my first time

seeing a Vincent

original in person.

I obviously had to make a fan photo.

Except we found the exact yellow scarf that you posed with

on Eric's body.

Did you kill him?

Leave the scarf?

What?

Was it your way

of getting back at Vincent for ignoring you?

Showing him that you were willing to go way further

than slashing tires?

No!

You seriously don't think I could do something like that?

I just wanted Vincent to notice me.

Wait.

I can prove it.

Okay.

Mm-mm.

Bottom of the big compartment.

Whosever scarf you found-

It wasn't mine.

So you think the paintings are fake?

I don't think.

I know.

We have uh- Sarah and her mother Paige on Zoom.

Mom, this is Mark.

And of course, you remember Rex.

Nice to see-

you too, Rex!

And great to finally meet you, Mark.

Likewise.

So, the waterfall painting's a forgery?

Mm-hmm.

And there's more.

Sarah showed me the painting with the yellow scarf.

And she immediately knew

that the scarf had been added by somebody else.

How's that?

The base canvas

was painted by a right-handed artist

using a filbert.

The kind of brush that Vincent uses.

Exactly.

And the yellow scarf was done by a lefty using a flat brush.

Well, it looks like we needed you on the case

from the start, Paige.

Thanks, Mrs. Truong.

Anytime.

Thrilled to be of help.

So someone sold a Vincent forgery.

And recently.

Yeah, I've tried to track down

the buyer and seller.

But these art sales are

traditionally and notoriously anonymous.

But the person who added the scarf was left handed-

which automatically rules out Vincent.

You know what?

I also tracked down the reason

why Sadie Bishop was blacklisted from the arts collective.

She was having an affair with her instructor-

one Eric Flemming.

But the complaint was against her, not him?

Both were sanctioned.

Accused of giving her studio slots

meant for others more deserving.

I know when an artist has hit a wall.

Face your limitations.

Make space for someone worthy.

You know what, Jesse?

Take Rex and go pay her another visit.

Yeah, and see

if she paints left-handed.

Okay.

So- you're a southpaw?

SJPD.

Mind coming to the station and answering a few questions?

We'll take that as a no.

Whoever's been

doctoring or forging Vincent's paintings

is left-handed.

Like you.

A lot of creative people are left-handed.

There have been studies.

Eric was too.

And he needed money.

Yeah, Vincent mentioned it.

He'd been struggling financially.

Yeah.

To put it lightly.

But then something changed.

Eric called me one night-

drunk and desperate-

begging for a loan.

But the next time I saw him-

he told me not to worry about it.

Said it had worked itself out.

What if Eric sold a Vincent forgery?

And that's why he suddenly had some money!

Well, that's one way to solve your money problems.

Yeah, yeah, she was not wrong.

I mean, look, Eric wasn't just struggling.

He was drowning.

Reams of debt, months behind on rent, facing eviction.

He was denied a line of credit from several banks.

Yeah, he's the definition of a starving artist.

So what are we saying?

That Eric forged

one of Vincent's paintings and sold it to a buyer

off island-

but didn't even get top dollar?

I mean, it's

a drop in the bucket of his enormous debt.

Yeah, why stop at just one?

Maybe because Vincent stopped selling?

It's hard

for forgeries to go under the radar

if no new paintings are coming out.

Yeah, I was checking Eric's

credit card statements.

I mean, he was renting a storage unit.

Strange to pay

for storage space when you can't pay your rent.

Jesse, have the unis check it out.

Let's see

what Eric had stashed in that storage unit.

You have to promise to keep me updated.

You have no idea how jealous my friends are going to be

that I helped free Vincent Noseworthy.

Well, the case isn't closed yet, Mom.

And actually-

neither is my investigation of your sudden party cancellation.

Here we go.

Once a detective, always a detective.

You want to know my preliminary findings?

Mmm.

You said your birthday is just a number.

But this year, the number is 65.

Maybe a milestone you'd rather not shine a light on?

Wow.

You are good.

But it's not

getting older that I'm bristling at.

It's other people's reactions to it.

When are you going to retire?

Don't you think it's time for you to slow down?

Oh, you must be so exhausted!

It does sound irritating.

It's ageism.

And I've dealt with enough isms in my life.

I'm the one who built my career-

built my life one lobby, bar, and water feature at a time.

And I'll be the one to decide

when to change it.

So the first change you make is robbing yourself

of the annual celebration you've always loved?

Well, maybe I just skipped one.

Turns out it was the right decision.

I got to spend a day with you that I will never forget.

We have to do more of that.

I would love that too, Mom.

Mmm.

But until then-

Oh!

Happy belated birthday.

Oh, thank you, Sarah!

Oh crap, I've got to go.

Uh, now?

I double booked with a lighting designer.

I'm sorry!

Mom.

I'm so sorry, sweetie.

Next time, St. John's.

We'll paint the town blue, yellow and red!

Mmm?

Okay.

Love you!

I'll get the bill.

Okay!

Love you too!

Something tells me

that the storage facility search panned out.

Yeah.

Uniforms found dozens of what appear to be Vincent paintings.

But Jesse is doing an AI analysis.

Yeah, so the brushstrokes

on the painting found in Eric's locker

are a 96% match to Eric's other works

as well as the painting in Hamilton, and-

the scarf added to Vincent's at the gallery.

Huh.

Eric-

added the yellow scarf to the painting

and ended up at the bottom

of that same cliff with the scarf.

It's like he predicted his own murder.

But that's impossible.

How could he possibly know that

he was going to be pushed off a cliff?

He couldn't.

So why add the scarf-

to a Vincent painting

with Vincent's signature yellow?

Wait a minute.

Vincent told me that he

used to wear yellow

but stopped before he came back home.

Do you think

that Eric added that scarf

so that the figure would look like Vincent?

But why?

Because-

Vincent said he wouldn't sell

any more of his paintings as long as he lived.

I don't think that Eric added the scarf

to predict his own death.

I think it was supposed

to predict Vincent's.

Eric painted all these forgeries?

We ran everything through AI software-

which confirmed it.

While he was digging at me for selling out-

he was doing this.

How many are there?

Ah, well-

enough to get out of debt

and be set for life.

But he only sold one

before you stopped selling paintings

and wrecked his plan.

Hard to sell knockoffs when the well runs dry.

Exactly, but um-

Vincent, I think he may have come up with

a solution to that problem.

Eric wasn't going to convince me

to start selling paintings again.

No.

But what if you weren't around anymore?

Then he could claim

that you gifted him the stash

and sell it posthumously.

You mean after my death?

Tell me.

Did you ever stay after class?

Just the two of you?

Uh-huh.

You think he would have done it then?

Then my painting in the gallery

would have looked like a suicide note.

It's one death a person can predict, right?

And then he'd be free to sell the forgeries.

But wait.

Eric called me

and told me not to come.

And then he kicked me out when I got there.

That doesn't seem like someone

who wants to push me off that cliff.

No, but backing out might be why he ended up

on the rocks himself.

But who killed him?

Well, someone who knew

about the yellow scarf painting and-

would profit from the forgeries, who might

still be planning on following through.

Annabelle called me today.

She said she wanted me to meet her on the cliff

so we could spend time remembering Eric together.

I'm supposed to be there in an hour.

Annabelle!

Stay where you are!

Don't come any closer!

Step back from the cliff.

I'd rather die than lose everything!

Jesse confirmed with the storage facility.

Annabelle had access to all of the forgeries.

And they had informed her of the police confiscation.

So she knew we'd be coming for her.

Annabelle!

Don't!

Eric wouldn't want this!

Keep back!

Hey!

You shouldn't be here!

Tell him to keep away from me!

Stay where you are, Annabelle!

I can't have her death on my conscience!

Not with Eric's too!

Okay, okay!

None of this is your fault, Vincent, just-

make sure he stays put.

Back up, flank left.

You know what to do.

Watch for my signal.

Okay?

Annabelle.

Talk to me.

This is not the answer.

Oh.

Do you have any idea how hard I work to find success?

I put in years of sacrifice.

I gave up painting to support Eric

while he burned through all of his money and mine.

And in the end-

fame and fortune gets handed to that kid

on a silver platter!

And he didn't even want it!

The right thing now-

is to face the truth.

Just not not run from it.

Oh, you sound like Eric.

Always talking about integrity.

He wanted to confess everything-

to cleanse his soul.

Take me down with him.

But I couldn't face it.

I had to push him!

Now it's my turn.

I deserve to be down there with everything that I've destroyed.

No!

Nooo!

Oh no!

No!

Annabelle.

You're under arrest

for the murder of Eric Flemming.

So, Vincent's taken over the gallery!

What a truly great space, huh?

It's too bad Sarah missed it.

I know.

Flight's delayed.

I told her I'd send pics.

This gallery would be a great date spot.

Well, actually-

maybe a gallery where a famous murder painting was hung

isn't exactly romantic, but, uh-

Hi.

Hello.

Where's- where's Rex?

Uh-

he was here-

like a minute ago.

Oh!

Well-

if it isn't the master and his new apprentice.

Oh, wow.

Do I sense a new collab?

Well, if you can see colour-

you can express yourself with paint.

Even if you're a dog?

Especially if you are.

Rex has no filters.

No self-doubt.

No struggles with success.

Oh no, he's just straight up 100% Rex all the time.

Exactly.

And that-

is what art

is really all about.

Okay.

Time to add your bit.

Here you go, Rex.

And in your favourite colour.

Just pure feeling.

I heard Annabelle's under

psychiatric care?

Yeah, while she awaits trial.

You know, she told us that whole scheme was hers.

She pressured Eric into it.

How are you holding up?

Well, I decided to stay off socials.

Just focus on the beauty here in St. John's for a while.

That's great.

Does that mean you'll start selling again?

Well, I'm trying to find that middle ground

between starving artist

and millionaire sell-out.

Oh, well done, Rex!

Oh!

♪Driving all through the night ♪

♪on the Trans Canada Highway ♪

That's it.

I'm sold.

I need that for my office.

♪Eight hours of road signs ♪

Are you sure you can afford it?

What do you mean?

Whoa, whoa.

I thought maybe I could use the proceeds

to open up the Eric Flemming studio for aspiring artists.

If Rex approves.

♪Our love couldn't get any sweeter ♪

Well, I think that's a resounding yes.