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Hey, Dad.

You ready for tonight?

I'm getting it
set up right now.

No pressure.

But you need to pull this
off without a hitch, Cora.

Understand?

I know we're
taking a risk here.

But I truly believe that
extending the business

to other surrounding
towns, and to other event

areas besides weddings,
is gonna be great.

I really hate doing weddings.

But I'm not convinced.

Your event last weekend
didn't quite pan out.

I know.

But this event is fully booked.

And I'm positive everyone
is going to love it.

And you're positive they're
gonna give us great reviews,

tell all their friends, and
book us for an event next month?

Yes?

Great.

I'll hold you to it.

Are you folks here for
the mystery puzzle night?

Are you here for the
mystery puzzle night?

No.

Are you here for the
mystery puzzle night?

No, I'm just
grabbing a late dinner.

Oh, OK.

Are you giving up?

I think it's a bust.

How about I buy you a cup
of coffee or a piece of cake?

Nothing like sugar and caffeine
help make you feel better.

Hey, again.

Ugh, you and your boxes.

Are you here for the
murder mystery dinner?

Yep.

Do you feel that sorry for me?

This is not because
I feel sorry for you.

I just thought events like
this weren't really your thing.

Well, what can I say?

You made me want to try it.

It's a lot of fun.

You're going to love it.

You know, I think I am.

Oh, let me get you settled.

And let me give
you your room key.

You've got to do
something about this!

May I help you?

I certainly hope so.

You've got to cancel
Matilda's ticket.

I refuse to spend the entire
evening with that woman.

Matilda?

Oh, her character's name.

Are you playing Agnes?

That's right.

It says here you purchase a
ticket for both you and Matilda.

And now, you want to--

I want to cancel her ticket.

I paid for it.

I want a refund.

Well, you can't get
a refund at this point.

You would have had to have
canceled a week in advance.

I'm sorry.

Fine, no refund.

Let's call it, oh--

oh, I don't know--

a refusal.

Yes, I want you to
refuse her at the door.

May I ask why?

Absolutely not.

It is none of your business.

I'm sorry to
disappoint you, Agnes.

I've already sent the
tickets and the characters

to each of the participants.

If I cancel one of them now, it
would just ruin the entire game

for everybody else.

Hmm, this is a great
start to the evening.

I hope there's
not a real murder.

Don't even say that!

I'm here.

The party can begin.

And you are?

Olga the Great, here
to save this lame party.

Well, I wouldn't
necessarily call it lame.

It hasn't even started yet.

An evening stuck with her.

I'm sure it's going to be lame.

The feeling is mutual.

Welcome, both of you.

I'm so glad you guys could come.

So come on in into the parlor,
make yourselves at home,

get comfortable.

And I will bring out
the refreshments!

I don't know why you seem
to be at every event I attend.

If you wanted to avoid
me, I would think

you'd do a better job at it.

It's kind of icy out there.

Great.

Do you need any help?

Yeah, would you mind taking
these out in the living room?

And I'll go get the drinks.

Yeah, no problem.

Food always breaks
the ice, right?

Please help
yourselves to a drink.

Welcome.

Come on in.

We're so happy to have you here.

I was told to go by
the name Murdo tonight.

Yes, and let me introduce you
to the other character names

as well.

We know your real name, Murdo!

We're going to go by our
characters' names tonight.

It's all part of the game.

So let me introduce you to
Agnes, Olga, Hector, Oscar.

It's nice to meet you, Murdo.

Can I get you something?

You must be Matilda,
our last guest.

Is that correct?

Yes, that's what
the email said

that my name was to be tonight.

Well, wonderful!
Come on in.

And have some refreshments.

We're about to begin.

All right, everybody,
take a seat.

And I'll go over the
rules of the game.

Now, have any of you ever played
a murder mystery game before?

Well, no worries, it's
very easy and a lot of fun.

Each of you received an
email detailing a description

of your character for tonight.

I can already tell that you
took the costume suggestions

to heart.

What does she mean
costume suggestions?

OK, anyway, we will play
this game till about 9 o'clock

at night, when each
of you will have

a chance to guess the murderer.

I do have a prize
for the winner.

So do your very best.

You'll receive clues
throughout the night that

will lead you toward
and, in some cases,

away from the murderer.

You need to compare the clues
with what you know to be true.

And try to figure out
what really happened.

Any questions?

Are we allowed to lie about
what we know or what we saw

or what we did?

Absolutely, half
the fun is sending

people down the wrong path.

So remember not to believe
everything that you are told.

Does the murderer know
that he or she did it?

No.

That's one of the best parts.

It may have been your character.

So you need to keep that
in mind as you learn more.

Are the clues true?

Yes, all the clues are true.

But they may not be
the complete story.

So what happened?

Who died?

Any more questions?

Because as soon as I tell
you that, the game begins.

Do we have to figure out
where and with what weapon

the murder was committed?

Not for this specific
murder mystery, no.

But if you like this one,
I have some like that, too.

OK, ready?

All of you are from the sweet
little village of Bambreaux.

And around two weeks ago, a
man by the name of Joe Schmo

came to your town, just
traveling through, he said.

But two weeks ago
exactly, on July

18 at 11:47 PM,
Joe Schmo fell off

the highest building in town.

The Grand Hotel Bambreaux
is eight stories high,

and he was killed instantly.

How do we know he didn't jump?

There was one eyewitness that
said that there was someone

else on the roof that night.

And they heard arguing.

The eyewitness also heard a
surprise shout as he fell.

We cannot be sure.

But it does look
like it was murder.

What do you mean "we"?

I have called all of you
together tonight because I'm

a private investigator.

And I have been hired to
figure out who done it.

Does that mean
we're all suspects?

Yes, you are

Oh, my.

One moment.

I'll be right back.

I think we can all agree
that there is only one

likely suspect--

him!

Now, hold on.

The game just
started a minute ago.

Can we hold off
on the accusations

until after dinner at least?

Ah, I think we have
our first alliance.

If not allowing unfounded
accusations to be lobbed around

constitutes an
alliance, then fine.

No accusation is
unfounded with that one.

Now, Agnes, I think
you're being unfair.

Do you hear someone speaking?

I certainly can't.

Listen, you don't know
anything about me or my past.

Gossip isn't facts.

Thanks for waiting.

Here are the first clues.

By selecting clues randomly,
we'll add an element of variety

to the game.

Not surprised at all.

Olga's
alibi was confirmed.

She was working until 2:00
AM at the roller rink.

And video footage proves she
was there the whole time.

I'm innocent already?

That's boring.

Bon appetit.

I am so glad that we can all
be here for dinner tonight.

Matilda, that's a
beautiful brooch.

Thank you.

I got it from a dear
friend many years ago.

I wore it today,
hoping to remind

her that we were our friends.

So Olga, what do
you do for work?

I run the local
roller skating rink.

Really?

How did you get into that?

I applied.

Why don't we start with
each of you explaining

how you knew Joe Schmo?

Well, why don't we start with
you introducing yourself to us?

Oh, well, my character
doesn't really have a name.

I'm just the private
investigator.

Everyone has to have a name.

We'll give you one.

It should be a detective name.

Sherlock?

Miss Marple's my favorite.

Yes, but she wasn't an
attractive young lady.

How about Detective Marple?

I'm sure Ms. Marple
is trademarked.

Why don't we call
her Detective Warple?

Detective Warple, I like it.

Now, on to your
relationship with Joe Schmo.

I didn't know the man.

Well, you must
had some connection.

Or you wouldn't be a suspect.

Well, I did.

You murdered him?

No, but I had a relationship
with him in college.

We dated for nearly two years.

Oh.

Were you serious?

I was.

He wasn't.

I think that
probably says it all.

There's certainly
more that can be said.

Did you have a
reason to murder him?

Of course not.

I mean, he did deserve it.

So bravo to whichever
of you did it.

But it wasn't me.

And we're just supposed
to take your word for it?

No way.

What about you, Oscar?

Joe was my cousin.

And?

And just my
cousin, that's all.

Were you close?

Were we?

If the information
that you got didn't say,

you can just make it up.

No.

He's not very good at this.

Can we request a substitution?

Be nice.

And what about you, Matilda?

I thought you couldn't see me.

I couldn't hear you.

But I see a murderer
when I look at you.

I didn't know him either.

I didn't even know his name.

Hmm.

And you, Hector?

He was a business associate.

That's all.

What kind of business?

That's none of yours.

I think we should ask our friend
Murdo here what his relationship

was with the late Joe Schmo.

You've already
decided I did it.

Why should I tell you anything?

He doesn't even try to
proclaim his innocence?

Murdo the murderer.

I think that says it all.

Murdo, just tell
us how you knew him.

I grew up with him.

We were the same juvenile
detention facility.

Were you friends?

No.

We were enemies.

That's practically
a confession.

And no more than Olga's was.

She just said good
job to the murderer.

It could be either of them.

OK, it's time for
the second course.

I didn't even touch my soup.

Are murder mystery
dinners always like that?

Only the best ones.

It's a little more intense
than I was expecting.

I think that's from the
little spats going on.

Yeah, that's an
interesting group.

That's for sure.

Are you having fun?

Surprisingly, I am.

Not as bad as you
thought it'd be?

No, I've been missing out.

I have one question, though.

Yes?

Was it Murdo?

I can't tell you that.

Oh, even if I was the only one
at your mystery puzzle night?

Nice try.

If you'd actually come
to that, I'd be tempted.

Oh, well, now, I
know your soft spot.

People who attend
my events, absolutely.

Well, then it
looks like I have

my weekends planned out then.

Oscar had told the police
that he was visiting his parents

two hours away that night.

But he wasn't.

Where was he?

They don't know.

But police confirmed that his
parents were away on a cruise.

He lied to the police?

Ooh, that looks bad.

I know.

And he seems so innocent.

What can you tell me?

I know that Hector was
at the hotel that night.

Really?

Why would he be there?

I don't know.

But a witness saw him enter
the hotel at 11:00 PM.

When did the
murder happen again?

11:47 PM.

Then it could
have been Hector.

Or Oscar.

Well, it's more than
an argument, you know.

I have information
about Matilda.

I thought you must.

People don't normally stop
being lifelong friends

over something small.

I knew it must have something
to do with the murder.

Well, yes.

But she's not to be
trusted with one's cats.

But yes, of course, it's
much more than that.

I was speaking with
her neighbor, Mrs.--

Mrs. Montgomery.

And she said she saw
Matilda leave about 9:30.

And she had not returned at
11:30 when she went to bed.

OK?

But what was she
doing out so late?

I ask you.

Run to the store?

At 11:30 at night?

I think not.

What do you have for me?

I happen to know that Murdo
was staying at the hotel

that night.

Really?

That's incriminating.

And his room was on
the eighth floor.

So right up under the roof.

Hmm?

Interesting, isn't it?

Oh, I'd say it's
much more than that.

Well, no wonder
you were enemies.

That Joe Schmo was no good.

The worst thing he
did was his final prank.

What was it?

He hacked into the computers
at the juvenile detention

facility and made
two little changes.

He got himself transferred
to a better location.

And the other change?

He lengthened my stay
till my 18th birthday.

When were you
supposed to get out?

15.

Three extra years?

That's horrible!

Yeah.

That was Joe.

I would understand if
you wanted revenge on him.

Of course I wanted
revenge on him!

Oh, if I'd have gotten
my chance at revenge,

he wouldn't have
gotten off so easy.

He'd be doing life in
the state penitentiary.

I can promise you that.

I believe you.

Well, I don't like to
point the finger at myself.

So all I can say is my clue
wasn't very good for me.

Really?

Interesting.

Now, you have to tell
me what your clue said.

You haven't even told
me what yours said.

Who was it about then?

Agnes.

Was it good for
her or bad for her?

Bad.

Can you tell me anything else?

Only if you do.

You know, what if
we played a game?

What kind of game?

A game to get to
know each other better.

Might give us some insights
into who could be a murderer.

How?

It's called who had the
motivation to kill Joe Schmo?

Is the follow-up game
who had the opportunity?

Intriguing.

But no one would offer
up any real information.

Well, let's play accusation.

I don't think that
would be helpful.

Of course, it would.

We can each say a name of who we
think as of this moment did it.

And this will give a better idea
to everyone as to which way each

of us is leaning right now.

Fine.

But it has to be anonymous.

Otherwise, people aren't
going to be truthful.

- Agreed.
- Good idea.

I'll do it.

Fine.

It might be helpful.

Great.

All right.

I'll go ask Cora--

I mean, Dr. Warple
for some paper.

Of course he will.

Wow, this looks great, Cora!

You're really good at this.

Thanks.

We're getting ready
to go play a game.

Do you have any
paper we can use?

Sure.

Here.

OK.

That looks like
Mary Poppins' bag.

Do you have everything in there?

Everything but a lamp.

Although--

I have to ask,
what does an event

planner need with a headlamp?

At one event, a
lady dropped her ring

in the crack of the floor.

And I had to search through a
crawl space in order to get it.

And let me tell you,
using a cell phone light

didn't actually work out well.

Did you find the ring?

I did.

Oh, talk about
going the extra mile.

It was an heirloom.

What was I supposed to do?

You should have gotten
an award for that.

Anyway, what's the
name of the game?

Tell you what, why don't
you take these for me?

I'll help you bring these in.

And you can see for yourself.

This is why I thought
we could use a game.

Thanks.

Ah, would anyone want some
hot chocolate or a snack?

And everyone, grab
a piece of paper.

And write your top
suspects on it.

And fold it in quarters.

And put it--

Oh, just give them all to me.

OK, I'm going to
read the votes aloud.

Don't let anybody
see the handwriting.

That'll give it away.

Of course.

Understand, no looking
at the handwriting.

Let's see.

What have we got here?

We got one for Matilda, one
for Murdo, one for Olga,

one for Agnes, two for Hector.

Two for me?

Why on Earth would
I kill Joe Schmo?

That's what we
need to figure out.

You never did tell
us anything besides he

was a business
associate of yours.

I don't know anything
more than that.

Oh, you-- you
can't make it up?

Can we get a substitute here?

He's not very good at this.

Did anyone notice there
were no votes for Oscar?

That's true.

It sounds like you
all can trust me.

Or the clues
are trying to lead

us away from the true murderer.

Did anyone have
a clue about Oscar?

Matilda did.

Why do you say that?

Because you're
biting your lip.

You're trying to hide something.

All right, I did.

But I don't have to tell you.

It's my clue.

Why would you
want to protect him?

Maybe he's blackmailing her.

I think you're
just trying to point

the finger at anyone but you.

What did the
clues say, Matilda?

If you don't tell him, I will.

It's said that his alibi
had been proven false.

Oh.

OK, I know that sounds bad.

But--

So he lied to the police!

Hmm, people don't
lie to the police

unless they have
something to hide.

I would have never
have done that.

We were family.

But you weren't close?

You said that yourself.

Yes, you did.

Sorry, Oscar.

I'm sure you lied to the police
for some other reason, right?

We need to start
ruling people out.

That will narrow down
who the murderer can be.

Did anyone get a clue that
proves anyone innocent?

I doubt anyone would
admit that unless it

proves themselves innocent.

And that's unlikely.

I think it's time for
the second set of clues.

One moment.

But Matilda feels really bad
about whatever she did wrong.

And she wants to
be friends again.

Not everything broken
can be put back together

again, like our friendship.

But what happened?

I mean, what could sweet
Matilda have done to

end your friendship of
what? how many years?

62 years.

I mean, anything
short of murder--

wait a minute.

What do you know?

I know you're
the one who did it.

Then you know more
than me, my good man.

Listen, I'm willing to keep
my clues to myself if you'll

make it worth my while.

Well, first, I think you
should tell me about your clue.

That you left a threatening
message for Joe and that he

had to meet with you.

Well, that doesn't
sound so bad.

Here, I thought you
were going to tell

me I was caught red handed.

You threatened him, wanted
to meet with him, and were seen

entering the hotel at 11:00 PM.

You didn't tell me that part.

That was my first clue.

Both your clues were about me?

What are the odds, right?

Unless-- a lot of
these clues are

about you because there are so
many since you're the murderer.

You know, I really wish that
I could tell you that I'm not.

But--

Listen.

I can keep these
little clues to myself.

How?

It's called cash, Hector.

Oh, I'm glad I found you.

Did you need something?

No, I just--

I just have to tell you
something for your own good.

OK, what is it?

Now, I know it's
none of my business.

But it seems as if you and
Oscar have some sparks.

Sparks?

I'd be blind not to notice it.

But you be careful
with that one.

I think he's something
of a ladies' man.

She said Oscar, not Liam.

Ah, they're taking this
game way too seriously.

Hey, you need anything?

Nope, I found out why
Matilda and Agnes are

angry with each other, though.

Really?

Why?

Well, apparently,
Matilda was watching Agnes'

cats while she was out of town.

And while she was gone,
her favorite cat died.

It was Matilda's fault?

Agnes thinks so.

But I don't think Matilda
would try to kill her cat.

What a silly thing
to be angry about.

I've been wondering what
little old ladies fight about.

And now, I know.

Thanks for all your help
trying to make everyone

get along.

Are you always a peacemaker?

I was a divorce
attorney for a while.

So I have a lot of
practice helping people try

to get along with each other.

And you don't do that anymore?

No, I'm too much of
a romantic for that.

I kept hoping that the
couples would reconcile.

Well, that's really nice.

My boss kept explaining that
I wasn't a marriage counselor.

So what I'm doing
now better suits me.

What is that?

Adoptions, mostly,
helping other people

find their happily ever after.

I can see you doing that.

And it justifies
working too much.

Because you're doing good
things for other people?

Exactly.

But you deserve a
happily ever after too.

Agreed.

And I'm going to take more
time trying to pursue that.

I need to get
back to everybody.

Cold?

A tad.

This is the nicest
spot in the house.

Agreed.

Did you get a
good clue this time?

I'm not sure what
to make of mine.

What about yours?

It was interesting.

It was talking about the river.

But I've only heard about
the hotel up till now.

The river?

Mine was too.

It said that Joe Schmo's
wallet was found at the river.

Really?

That means he must have been
at the river at some point

that night.

Exactly.

What was your clue
about the river?

It said that Agnes was at
the river that night too.

Oh.

Everyone good in here?

Good.

Matilda?

Yes, dear.

Where's your brooch?

Oh, oh, I don't know.

It's got to be close by.

We will find it.

Do you think someone stole it?

Surely not.

Will you have everyone
else come in here please?

Do you know where
it could have gone?

I don't know.

I-- ah, just let me think.

What happened?

Is Matilda OK?

Olga wouldn't
tell us anything.

It's her brooch.

It's gone.

Have any of you seen it?

When was the last
time someone saw it?

I saw it on her sweater
when we were sitting

here during Oscar's game.

That's right.

I hung the sweater
behind me on the chair.

It was warmer then.

We all walked away to vote
and then read our clues.

Anyone could have taken it.

Taken it?

You think it was stolen?

No, I'm sure no one
has stolen it, right?

Let's just look for it, OK?

Everyone, split up.

And look around.

Not to be contrary,
but wouldn't that

give the thief an
opportunity to find a better

hiding place for the brooch?

It's lost, not stolen.

Just in case, it makes sense
to have us all search in pairs.

We're an odd number.

Who should be the
one without a pair?

Matilda, she has no reason
to steal her own brooch.

Good call.

OK, fine.

Pick partners and
search the house.

We have to find that brooch.

You want to search together?

We'd make the
best search pair.

Sound good?

Sounds good.

It looks like you and me.

OK, Matilda, why don't
you keep looking here?

I will, dear.

This is a waste of time.

Do you really
think it was stolen?

You've got a bunch
of people gathered

together who think it's fun to
pretend someone was murdered?

And you think they
wouldn't stoop to a theft?

Well, I'm here.

I didn't steal anything.

Yeah, but you're not here
for the murder mystery.

Is it really that obvious?

But still, I mean,
who would steal

from a sweet little
old lady like Matilda?

Did you see the
diamonds on that thing?

Anyone willing to steal
doesn't care who it's from.

Oh, sorry.

You got it?

Good.

OK.

We need to get that
out of his body cavity.

That's the most important thing.

That doesn't matter.

We need it.

I think it was Agnes.

Why Agnes?

She's upset with Matilda
and wanted her gift back.

Simple.

I just can't
imagine anyone here

trying to steal from someone.

So we might be
murderers but not thieves?

Well, a fake
murder is entirely

different than a real theft!

We will find it!

Hello.

How's
the event going?

Actually, the game's
paused right now.

Something happened.

Did someone get hurt?

No, nothing like that.

One of the ladies lost her fancy
and probably expensive brooch.

What is it with you
and jewelry getting lost?

Or stolen.

Stolen?

I knew these mystery murder
dinners was a bad idea.

What kind of people think it's
fun to sit around and accuse

each other of murder?

I don't think it was stolen.

It doesn't matter, Cora.

You know where the
business is at.

We need this.

We won't make it to New Year's
unless we can turn it around.

And one bad review?

Well, that'll shut
us down before then.

You have to fix
this immediately.

No pressure.

Who do you think did it?

It could be anyone.

Well, it isn't my style.

I hate horses.

They're smelly and mean.

Hey, weren't you some
sort of rodeo queen

when you were little?

I was the Otsego County
junior rodeo princess

when I was seven years old.

Then my horrible horse
threw me when I was nine.

I haven't been on one since.

Hmm, I can't
believe we're spending

our precious murder mystery
time looking for this brooch.

That's true.

I paid for my
ticket and hers too.

I should have a say in
how we spend this evening.

You're right.

Fine.

Search is over.

It's not here anyway.

Cora-- I mean, Detective Warple!

Agnes, is
everything all right?

Matilda, what were
you doing upstairs?

Oh, I was--

I was just checking my
room to make sure that it

didn't fall off in there.

And?

It didn't.

What did you need, Agnes?

Did you find the brooch?

No.

And I won't spend another
moment looking for it.

I paid for not one but
two tickets to this event.

And I plan on continuing.

I think the
bigger mystery here

is where Matilda's brooch went.

It's a real mystery.

Doesn't that
interest you, Agnes?

If I didn't already
know who did it, it would.

Who?

It's obvious, him.

If I were going
to take something,

it wouldn't be a brooch,
I can promise you that.

But you did tell me
that you noticed how many

diamonds were in that brooch.

Yeah.

Everyone noticed.

Didn't you?

Even if you won't admit it.

What do you think?

Should we keep playing
or find the brooch?

How about another game?

My last game was a
good idea, right?

OK.

So we need to get back in the
swing of the murder mystery

while still keeping an
eye out for that brooch.

So how about each
of us in character

tell our most
embarrassing moment?

Our characters?

Yeah, just make up.

Try to remember.

That's right.

Each of us, in character,
tell that story.

It would be a good exercise
in character development.

And improv both.

That's what actors do, right?

We wouldn't know
anything about that.

Now, would we?

No.

So who's first?

I have one.

Well, before I was a private
investigator, I was a cop.

All right, Hector,
you're the last one.

I don't understand
why we get enjoyment

out of humiliating ourselves.

But OK.

It makes people
more relatable.

Something you need
to work on, Hector.

Fine.

For your own enjoyment,
at my own expense,

my most embarrassing moment had
to do with Joe Schmo, actually.

I, as you know,
am a businessman.

And Joe is a competitor.

My business is baby food.

Joe's was actually too
for a little while.

Baby food.

That's a twist.

We were at a conference.

And I was demonstrating
this brand new container

that I had invented,
where a baby could feed

itself without making a mess.

And then?

Joe was a hateful man.

True.

He just wanted to
make a fool out of me.

So he pierced the container
that I had invented

with a screwdriver, knife.

So when I was demonstrating
in front of the audience,

the container leaked.

And it went all over
my brand new suit.

The audience was practically
rolling on the ground,

laughing by the time I realized.

And on top of the humiliation,
my sales tanked too.

Sounds like Joe.

You all did an amazing
job coming up with stories

for your characters.

You're all are very creative.

Yeah, good improv, everybody.

I don't know.

We should be actors
or something.

No, thanks.

I like standing
in front of people

less than ever after
that whole fiasco.

Needed a break?

Yeah.

Are you OK?

Just feeling sorry for myself.

Why?

Everyone's enjoying
themselves now.

One single funny moment
doesn't make it a great event.

I need a great event.

Instead, we have feuding
guests, a stolen brooch,

a disaster of a murder mystery.

It's a colossal failure!

Why did you do this?

What do you mean?

What were you hoping for
from this murder mystery event?

A new venue to
make more money.

Weddings are too seasonal.

OK.

But why do you spend your
time planning events at all?

I want to bring
people together.

I want to help them create
memories and connections

that would last a lifetime.

Events like this can
do that, usually.

I think everyone's having
more fun than you realize.

What do you mean?

I mean, besides the brooch,
people are in there having fun.

They're accusing each other.

They're trying to
figure out who done it.

I don't think it's as big
a failure as you think.

One of my guests
is a victim of theft.

Maybe.

My dad, who also
happens to be my boss,

took a big risk
to let me do this.

Last week's event was an
absolute failure, obviously.

And this week's
event, I don't know.

I just-- I need a slam dunk.

You know?

So is your dad upset with you?

He's just stressed.

Event planning is not his thing.

My mom started the business.

And when she got sick,
he quit his job just

to keep the business going.

And then when she passed, it
was all he had left of her.

So do you feel that way too,
this connection to your mom?

Probably.

I really like
event planning too.

But I want to make
enough money so he

can head towards the
retirement that he deserves.

If there's anyone that
can do that, it's you.

You really think so?

Yeah, I really do.

That's my dad.

I-- I need to take this.

Hi, Dad.

Did you find it?

The brooch?

Yes, obviously.

Not yet.

But she is still having fun.

This hasn't ruined her
evening, I promise.

We need rave reviews,
Cora, nothing less.

I know.

What's going on in there?

What's going on?

Matilda locked
herself in the library.

She won't come out.

We're concerned.

Matilda.

Is that you, Cora?

Yes, what's wrong?

May I come in?

What's wrong?

Oh, I'm just being silly.

Of course not.

Is it about the brooch?

It's more.

It's more the symbolism
of the brooch.

What do you mean?

I was just thinking about
how the brooch was given

to me by Agnes all
those years ago

because we were best friends.

And now-- now, with
the brooch gone,

it feels like there's no hope
for our friendship either.

Oh, Matilda.

When Harold died, I knew
I wasn't alone because Agnes

would always be there for me.

But now-- now, I
really am alone.

Not anymore.

All of us care about you.

Those people have been banging
on the door because they care.

Oh, that's nice.

Help!

Someone help!

Are you OK?

Did you get hurt?

What happened?

My rings are missing.

Ah, another theft!

This is getting out of hand.

No, it can't be.

Sorry, Detective Warple,
but two different pieces

of jewelry missing seems to
confirm this is not an accident.

Could there be somebody
else in the house?

Oh, we would
have seen someone.

That's true.

Leaves seven suspects.

More like five.

I don't think that
Matilda or Agnes

would steal their own jewelry.

They could have
stolen each other's.

Really, Murdo?

Not everyone is so conniving.

Fine, five suspects.

It really would be
best if the culprit would

just tell us who they are.

It's not too late to confess.

Return the stolen items.

And move on.

And confess to the
murder while they're at it.

Matilda and Agnes could
have committed the murder.

Let's not forget that.

And the thefts.

I don't know why you all think
they're innocent of that.

Can we just focus on
the real crime here?

We can get back to
the murder later.

Strange man who thinks
that theft is more

of a real crime than murder.

Let's just focus on the
rings and the brooch please.

Who could have done it?

Look, now that two
items have been stolen,

that should narrow down who
had the opportunity to do it.

True.

When Agnes screamed, Murdo
and I were playing billiards

over in the other room.

And I was beating
him pretty soundly.

And Cora and Matilda
were in the library.

Where were you at, Olga?

I was taking a
walk around the yard.

By yourself?

Yes, but that
doesn't mean anything.

What about you, Liam.

Unfortunately, I never
dreamed that a second item

would have been stolen.

I don't have an alibi
for that exact moment.

I went to my room.

I made a phone call.

That's all.

It doesn't matter.

Those rings could have
been stolen at any time.

That's just when
they were noticed.

Yeah, good point.

Could one of you
please just confess?

I'm not angry.

We could just write this off
as adding to the atmosphere

of the mystery.

But please, we need to get
to the bottom of this now.

How do we know you
didn't steal them?

Me?

Whoa, look, Cora has
no motive to steal them.

This affects her as negatively
as it does Matilda and Agnes.

We don't actually
know that now, do we?

I mean, what if she planned this
whole event so she could steal

from us and then blame us?

He's got a point.

You expect me to believe
that Cora is a con woman?

No.

No way.

Look, if none of us stole
the rings or the brooch,

that means--

They probably stole
each other's stuff.

They were feuding, right?

I can imagine
Agnes doing that.

But Matilda?

Maybe we should
call the girls in.

I'll get them.

Agnes, Matilda, we're all very
concerned about your missing

items.

Have you had any
luck finding them yet?

When exactly was the last time
you saw your rings, Agnes?

That would be pretty
hard to know exactly.

I saw you wearing
them when you shared

your most embarrassing story.

I remember because
the rings reflected

the light when you said dazzle.

That's right.

And after that, I
got myself some tea.

And I wanted to sit
and rest for a while.

So we talked for a
while in the living room.

I can't remember if I
noticed your rings or not.

And then we started
looking for Matilda.

It's important to keep tabs
on everyone while a murderer is

on the loose.

And when we were trying to
get Matilda out of the library,

I don't remember you
wearing your rings then.

I can't be sure.

But I don't think
you had them on then.

Let's search the
living room then.

I feel like all I've done is
search couch cushions tonight.

I've been noticing
something strange.

What?

Do you know who's stealing?

No, it's something different.

I'm talking about how
the others can't seem

to differentiate
between the actual theft

and the pretend murder.

Do they all do that?

I'm not sure.

I've noticed it several times.

Is that normal?

Well, I never had real crimes
committed at a fake murder

mystery before.

But I doubt it.

It's really, really weird.

But I'm having a blast.

Really?

Because I was accused of conning
everyone and stealing from them.

And no one would think
that about you in real life.

And that's what makes this fun.

We were supposed to finish
the murder mystery by 9 o'clock.

It's already after 9:30.

Oh, my, that's getting late.

Yes, and I haven't even set
out the third set of clues yet.

No wonder I'm so weary.

Unfortunately,
with the missing

brooch and then
the missing rings,

I'm afraid we got off track.

Oh, dear.

I feel terrible.

Oh, Matilda, it's
certainly not your fault.

But we need to make
a decision if we

are to go on with the murder
mystery or call it a night.

Well, how much longer would
you expect us to stay up?

Well, probably
another hour, just so

it gives you guys the chance
to play with the clues

and be in a good
position to make a guess.

That would be 10:30.

Yes.

I know it's been an emotional
night for the both of you.

Are you up for it?

We're the old party
poopers, I'm afraid.

I think you all could go
on and finish without me,

couldn't you?

That's not really
how this works.

We need to have everyone.

Or we should call it a night.

Ladies, we'd rather you
not push past your limits.

If you're too
tired, we can stop.

It's fine.

Well, I hate to be the cause
of everyone's disappointment.

Well, I don't mind.

I'm exhausted.

And it's not my fault that we
didn't get a chance to finish.

I'm sorry, everyone.

It's OK, Matilda.

OK, I hope you guys
enjoyed the part of the game

that we did play.

I need to go make a phone call.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

What's the verdict, Cora?

We didn't get a chance
to finish the mystery.

Did you find the
missing jewelry?

No.

And the other older ladies'
rings are missing now too.

Two items are missing?

That's completely
unacceptable, Cora.

I know.

Listen, it's late.

I'm not going to
shutter the business

in the middle of an event.

We still have till
tomorrow morning.

It could still turn out OK.

I'm not seeing how
that's remotely possible.

But you are ever the optimist.

I'll do my very best, dad.

I need your help.

Can you fix this?

Agnes, I found them!

Agnes, your rings!

Look, I found them!

Where'd you find them?

Beside the sink
in the bathroom.

We didn't think to look there!

I forgot I took them
off to wash my hands!

Oh, and you have your
Edward's rings back!

I'm so glad!

Oh!

What happened?

I heard shouting!

Olga found Agnes' rings!

What a relief.

Good news,
we just found the rings.

"Great, now go
find that brooch."

Hey, what is
everyone talking about?

That I found out I was
innocent with the very

first clue!

She wrote down her
own name for that vote.

What are the odds
you get your own clue?

She thought it
would be boring, so--

So I spent the
rest of the time

planting clues against myself.

Yeah, that sounds like Olga.

I'm so glad you
guys had fun tonight.

I'm sorry we couldn't
finish the murder mystery.

It's my fault. I couldn't
stay awake much longer.

Me neither.

Well, I was sort of
pushing it with making

us stay up as late as we did.

Pushing it is the right word.

Good night, everyone.

See you at breakfast
in the morning.

I'm glad I'm not
sharing a room with them.

Me too.

I guess I'm gonna go
ahead and head up to.

What you do, Liam?

Does anyone want
any tea or coffee?

Tea sounds wonderful.

Thank you, Cora.

I'll take decaf if
you have it, Cora.

Thank you.

Murdo?

Decaf sounds good.

Thanks.

I'm a lawyer, actually.

Good person to know then.

Checkmate, my friend.

Good game.

Well, thanks for
the great night, Cora.

I really enjoyed it.

People seemed a
little friendlier

with you as the evening passed.

I guess people can
get used to anything.

Thanks for that.

And good night.

Oh, right, yes, good night.

I'm headed to bed too.

You did it.

We still haven't
found Matilda's brooch.

We still haven't
finished the mystery.

I still think
it was a success.

So are you ready for bed?

Do you want me to wait on you?

No, that's OK.

Thank you.

Good night, Liam.

Good night, Cora.

Good night, I love you.

Olga has a man here?

Matilda is everything OK?

May I come in for a moment?

Of course.

What's wrong?

I couldn't sleep.

I need to talk to
you about something.

Anything?

What is it?

Well, I couldn't
help but notice

that Oscar, Liam, seems
interested in becoming

your young man.

But-- well, I--

I just don't know
that he's this sort

of man you should be interested
in, if you get my meaning.

I don't get your meaning.

Liam seems like a
really nice guy.

I know he seems
that way this weekend.

But I fear that that isn't
really the case in real life.

I see.

Well, I know this is
none of my business.

And I wasn't going
to say anything.

But I kept thinking it would be
my fault if he broke your heart.

So I had to come talk with you.

Well, good night, my dear.

Good night.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Did you sleep well?

You mean after checking all my
valuables and locking my door?

Yeah.

Thanks for the reminder.

Good morning!

I've never seen you
two get along, ever.

Is everything OK?

We have a confession.

OK.

We've been pretending.

Pretending?

To be angry with each other.

Why would you do that?

Just to add a little more
fun to the murder mystery.

OK.

There's more.

What do you mean?

Oh, good!

You found it!

Where did you find it?

It was never really
stolen, was it?

No.

But wasn't it fun
to think it was?

I don't think fun is
how I would describe it.

Matilda was sad because
she had to be nice.

They all said that
no one would believe

it if I was the grumpy one.

So Agnes got to be grumpy.

And I had to be nice.

But-- but I can play a
grumpy person too, you know?

What do you mean they all?

The rest of our acting group.

Acting group?

We do plays together
at the local theater.

And when I heard about
your murder mystery dinner,

I thought it would be
so fun for all of us

to come together and pretend
that we were the characters.

It was fun.

And I even got to
do a crying scene.

We're telling her now.

Let me guess.

You guys were only
pretending that you

couldn't stand each other?

I hope so.

We've been married 10 years.

I hope you don't mind
that we were playing a part.

Oh, no, of course not.

Let me guess.

You were in on it too?

Yeah, thanks for
the great night.

But I gotta run.

I'm on call.

And he is a real doctor.

Liam, were you in on
this acting group as well?

No, no.

My mind is still reeling
from all of this.

You don't feel like we
were lying to you, right?

Well, no, of course not.

It was all meant
to be fun, right?

And we had a lot of fun.

Can we have breakfast now?

I'm starved.

Yes, of course.

Help yourselves.

I see you have
your brooch back.

I figured it was
part of the act.

That was really
brilliant, Lois.

I actually thought
it was stolen.

Thank you.

I thought I pulled
it off pretty well.

Can you believe that?

I'm feeling kind of foolish.

I didn't realize it myself.

You know, I saw some signs.

But I didn't recognize them.

What signs?

Well, I heard Olga saying
good night to someone.

And she kissed him.

And I figured it had to
be Hector, Murdo, or you.

But none of that
makes any sense.

Now that you mention
it, I overheard a phone

conversation of Murdo's.

And now that I know
that he's a doctor,

that makes a lot more sense.

I can't believe I was
overreacting about a brooch

being stolen last night.

I'm sorry about all that.

Cora, don't apologize.

You were worried
about your business.

I get it.

I want to thank you, Liam,
for being so great this weekend.

You really helped make
the murder mystery

a success, which I hope it was.

It was.

You encouraged me when
I needed to be encouraged.

You played referee
and peacemaker.

You were welcoming
when everyone was

being mean to Murdo
at the beginning

or pretending to be mean.

This has been a crazy
event, hasn't it?

Are they all like this?

Absolutely not.

I wouldn't be able to
handle it if they were.

Cora, I.

Cora, we're heading out.

I need to say
goodbye to everyone.

Thank you.

Thank you guys
again for coming.

Oh, we had a lovely time.

Thank you, Cora.

Don't worry, we'll
leave you a great review.

And we'll tell all of our
friends about your events.

Thank you.

I appreciate it.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh, I almost forgot.

There's that.

Oh, my goodness, sweetie.

Cora, dear,
we're leaving.

I can't believe
you two fooled me.

I-- I'm usually good at
spotting things like that.

Well, we're pretty
good actors, you know.

You obviously are
actors, con artists.

I'm not sure which.

Oh, Matilda, so what you were
saying earlier about Liam

being a ladies man, that was
just all part of the game,

right?

No, unfortunately it wasn't.

I don't like to gossip.

But I hate to see
a young woman's

affections toyed with too.

Well, I don't mind gossiping.

I saw him myself, the last
two weekends on a date

with two different women.

That may just mean
he's using a dating app.

Only if he's really
friendly with every woman

he goes on a date with.

We saw him hold the hands
of both of these women

and then gave them a very
friendly hug at the end.

And they kissed his cheek.

His cheek?

See.

He can't control what they do.

It might very well
have been innocent.

But be careful.

From what we saw, he was very
familiar with these ladies.

More than you would be with
someone you just met on an app

and then making eyes
at you this weekend.

Shame on him.

Just be careful, my dear.

A heart is very easily broken.

And remember next weekend, OK?

I'll be there.

Thank you guys again for coming.

Oh, thank you for
the fun and games.

It was a hit.

I'm going to refrain from
saying I told you so.

Wow, what a gentleman.

Always.

I'm going to miss this
crazy group, actually.

I know.

It seems like you were
becoming good friends

with Hector and Murdo.

Their characters at least.

Who knows what
they're actually like?

Maybe I should join
their acting group.

Maybe we both should.

Liam.

There's something
I wanted to ask you.

Are you free tomorrow evening?

I thought maybe you and I can
like, you know, grab dinner.

Are you sure you're not busy
with other plans or too busy

with work?

Nope, I'm actually
cutting back on work.

I'd like to spend
more time with you.

You know, I don't think so.

You know what people say about
relationships when they start

off in stressful situations.

And I would consider a
fake murderer and a real

than fake thievery stressful.

OK, I understand.

Thank you for a fun event.

Here, Cora, let me get that.

What are you doing here?

You're supposed to
be at the church.

The wedding starts in two hours.
- I know.

But I need to talk
to you for a minute.

What do you need?

I just--

I just want you to
know that we don't

need to continue this business.

Your mom would understand
if we try something else.

I love event planning, dad.

I know that you don't.

Weddings are the
bane of my existence.

But other than that,
it's not so bad.

Maybe I should try one of
these murder mysteries.

Oh, that's what I
wanted to tell you.

It all turned out great.

The thefts were just added
in to add to the mystery.

What?

These murder mystery
people are crazy!

They had a blast.

I promise.

I didn't ruin our
business after all.

Listen, Cora, you
are what's holding

this crazy business together.

I can promise you that.

Listen, why don't you
take the rest of the day

off and go fishing?

I can cover the
rest of the wedding.

You just worked
all last night.

You don't need to do that.

Just promise me a
fried fish dinner.

And we'll call it even.

Well, I will take
you up on that.

Thanks, honey.

I didn't know if I'd
see you here today.

Well, I had to see
the mystery through.

Yeah, I heard Agnes
made some changes to it.

What?

Well, I ran into Murdo.

And he said that she
insisted that you play.

But you couldn't if
you knew the ending.

So--

I played last time.

And I just thought I
knew what was going on.

Cora, I don't
know what happened.

But I thought--

I thought you and I really
connected that night.

So did I.

Well, then why--

I was warned about you.

By our fellow murder
mystery partners?

They didn't know me
before that night.

Well, you're new
to a small town.

And they noticed that you
went on multiple dates

with multiple women.

What dates?

They saw you one
weekend with one woman.

And then they saw you with
another woman the next weekend.

And they said that you seemed
very familiar with them.

Oh, I know.

My sisters each came to visit
me on different weekends

before the murder mystery night.

I'm the youngest.

And so they are ridiculously
protective of me.

So when they found out I'd been
living here for three months

and had little to no interaction
with anybody outside of work,

and they just-- they
got worried and came

to check on me in person.

Oh, they should have told you
that I had overbearing sisters.

See, that would have been a
good reason to turn me down.

I feel like an idiot.

You are anything but.

I should have asked you
then what the change was.

I should have
asked you directly

about the mysterious woman.

For now on, the only
mysteries between us

are going to be
your murder mystery

events, Detective Warple.

Whatever you say,
Oscar Marblema.

Marblema?

Your character
needed a last name.

And you chose Marblema.

Like you couldn't have
chosen Bond or Bourne or--

nice.

By the way, in my
version, it was you.

You what?

You did it.

I was the murderer?

Money was your motive!

You were on top of the building.

You had the opportunity.

I thought for sure it
would have been Hector.

Well, then I guess why
don't we go inside and find

out who Agnes changed it to?

They didn't know
the real ending.

It's probably still you.

There's no way she
would have chose me.