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Honey, you home?

[water sloshing]

[floor creaking]

Honey?

That you?

[floor creaking]

I'm losing my mind.

[suspenseful music]

[muffled screaming]

[seagulls cawing]

Oh, wow.

-[Theresa] Olivia, look at it. -[Olivia] Ooh.

I'll get the bags.

All right. All right.

Aunt Theresa, let's go take a look.

[Theresa] Wow.

Oh, my gosh. Have the best time.

Thanks, sweetheart.

-It doesn't seem real yet. -Oh, I'm so jealous.

I have always wanted to sail down the Mexican coast.

But, you know, I have to say,

I didn't really think that Ian was like the cruise kind of guy.

[sighs] We went on a day cruise once,

on our honeymoon 10 years ago.

But ever since then,

he's always said he can't understand

why you would take a week to get somewhere,

only to stay a few hours

when you can fly there in a few hours

and then spend a week. [laughs]

Well, me and you convinced him,

so that's what counts.

Hmm. Yeah.

-What's wrong? -Nothing. It's just...

this trip isn't all pleasure.

What are you talking about?

We have a little work to do.

Okay. Okay. Enough yapping.

We gotta go on the high seas.

[Olivia] Oh, thank you.

Okay. Before you do...

let me take a picture of you two.

Trust me, you'll thank me later.

[Theresa chuckles]

Smile.

-[camera shutter clicks] -[Olivia chuckles]

-[Theresa chuckles] -Have the best time.

We will. We'll call you from the ship.

-[Olivia] Okay. -Okay.

Thanks for the ride.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

-[ship employee] Welcome, folks. -Good morning.

Thank you.

[beeps]

[ship employee] Have a pleasant voyage,

-Mr. and Mrs. McNeil. -Thank you.

Thank you.

-Hi. -Hi.

403. Let's see.

-Yes. -I can't wait.

405.

403.

Here we go.

Looks just like a small hotel room to me.

What were you expecting?

I don't know. Something a little more...

luxurious.

This is a cruise.

We'll hardly be in the room at all.

I mean, really just to sleep.

After all, there's a lot to do on board.

Restaurants, swimming pools, the casino, shuffleboard.

-Shuffleboard? -You might like it.

What is this? A trial run for the old folks home?

[sighs] Come on.

You promised you'd give it a chance.

[sighs] I know.

I wouldn't mind spending most of our time in the cabin.

[chuckles] Would you stop it?

We just got on board.

[ship horn honks]

What the heck was that?

Ship's horn. We're leaving port.

Ooh.

[ship horn honks]

Want some? It's delicious.

I feel queasy.

I told you to take those pills

for motion sickness.

[sighs] They knock me out.

Then take a nap.

That's what this whole trip is about,

to recharge and relax.

I'll just wait until dinner.

Okay. Just make sure we head back in time

for me to get ready.

What are you talking about?

The restaurant where we have reservations tonight.

It's formal dining.

You gotta be kidding me.

[Theresa] I'm not kidding.

Why do you think I packed your good suit?

People get dressed up on cruise ships.

Titanic, maybe.

Exactly.

Lot of good it did them.

To new beginnings filled with adventure,

passion, and love.

-[glasses clink] -Hear, hear.

I assume I should order seafood?

Why?

You think they have fishermen on board

hauling in the catch of the day?

The ship gets its fish

the same way every other restaurant does,

by delivery truck.

Well, I'm gonna get the sea bass anyway.

How about we...

Good evening. Do you have any questions about the menu?

[Ian] I don't think so.

[waitress] Great. Then may I take your order?

[Ian] Is there anything you recommend?

I'm partial to the porterhouse, sir.

-Really? -[waitress] Uh-hmm.

[water splashing]

[phone chimes]

[ominous music]

[sighs]

I made you a drink.

Thank you, sweetie.

Hmm.

It's all yours.

Did you leave me any hot water?

Eh.

[chuckles]

[exhales]

[ship creaking]

[phone chimes]

[scoffs]

Hello?

[groans]

Surprise.

So, got my text, huh?

Are you out of your mind?

You booked a ticket on this ship?

Thought you'd appreciate the thrill.

Besides, I don't plan on leaving the cabin very often.

Colin, I can't.

What do you mean? Why?

Where does he think you are right now?

He's not thinking about anything.

He's out cold.

I slipped some seasick pills in his drink.

[laughs]

Then what's the problem?

Hmm?

Please don't.

I came on this trip to see if Ian and I

could patch things up.

Theresa,

when are you gonna learn that he is just not

good enough for you?

Ten years is a long time to just throw everything away.

Ten wasted years.

[PA system] Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering some rough weather.

Please return to your cabin immediately.

Colin, I have to go. Ian will wake up.

-[alarm buzzing] -I thought you said

he was out cold.

He was out cold.

That alarm could wake the dead.

Stay.

[alarm buzzing]

I'm serious, Colin. I have to go.

[PA system] Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering some rough weather.

Please return to your cabin immediately.

[alarm buzzing]

What's wrong?

They just said to return to your cabin.

Okay. Who cares about the weather?

We're inside.

And we couldn't be any safer

than we are right now.

Yeah, I don't know if my parents would agree with that.

Come on, just stay.

I can't, okay?

They'll kill me if I'm not back in the room.

Please?

Sorry.

Tomorrow?

Definitely.

[alarm blaring]

[PA system] Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering some rough weather.

Please return to your cabin immediately.

-[alarm buzzing] -Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

I'm fine. What about you? -[Sara] Okay.

Yeah. I'm okay.

Be careful.

You're not going back on deck, are you?

No. I'm trying to get back to my cabin.

It's just right down there.

Oh. Okay.

Be safe.

Uh-hmm.

[alarm buzzing]

[PA system] Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering some rough weather.

Please return to your cabin immediately.

[alarm buzzing]

Theresa?

[groans softly]

Theresa?

[alarm buzzing]

Theresa!

-Theresa! -Sir.

Sir, you need to get back inside now.

I need to find my wife.

Where is she?

I don't know.

-I've looked everywhere for her. -Okay.

We'll find her, but you need to get back at your cabin now.

Come on, please.

Sir.

[tense music]

[police radio chatter]

Thank you.

Okay, Mr. McNeil.

Why don't you tell me everything one more time?

We've already been over everything.

I know, but sometimes it helps to go over things again.

You might remember something, a critical piece of information

that's the key to your wife's whereabouts.

You should be out there looking for her.

We've already put out an emergency alarm

amongst the ship's crew.

Every single security officer and crew member

aboard are searching for her.

We've also contacted the Coast Guard.

Now that the storm has subsided,

they have crafts in the water, searching.

What about the ship's cameras?

I'm afraid they were knocked out in the storm.

Well, something could have happened to her on deck.

She could have fallen. She could have hit her head.

She might be lying out there somewhere.

And if that's the case, we'll find her.

Now, I hate to ask this, Mr. NcNeil,

but it's simply standard operating procedure.

Does your wife have any physical

or mental conditions we should know about?

What? No.

Has she ever attempted or even spoken of suicide?

My wife did not kill herself, Mr. Leigh.

She didn't jump overboard.

Something happened to her.

Again, it's simply protocol.

So what happens now?

Well, first light, we'll pull into the nearest port.

You'll meet with a representative

from the State Department and hopefully by then,

we'll have some news.

Mr. McNeil, we're doing everything we possibly can.

I promise you.

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

[dog barking]

[cell phone buzzing]

What's wrong?

Olivia, um,

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

Uh, your aunt...

What?

What happened?

We can't find her.

I don't--I don't understand.

I went to bed early and I woke up, and she was gone.

Well, she has to be somewhere.

I mean, are people looking for her?

Yes, we all are. Security knows about it.

They're scouring the ship and the Coast Guards

got boats in the water.

Will you let me know as soon as you hear anything else?

Yeah, I promise.

Talk soon.

[sighs]

[Olivia] Callie?

Are you okay?

My aunt, she's missing.

I thought she was on a cruise.

Well, she is, but Ian called

and they can't find her anywhere.

I'm really worried.

Do you know how big those cruise ships are?

She's gotta be on there somewhere.

Yeah, you're probably right.

I'm sure they're gonna find her.

Thank you.

[door closes]

[dramatic music]

-Right over there. -Thank you.

-Mr. Ian McNeil? -Yeah.

I'm Carlton Beck of the US State Department.

Will you come with me, please?

Can I get you anything?

Some water, tea, or coffee?

No, I'm fine.

Let me first assure you

that we are doing everything we can.

And what about the Mexican authorities?

Don't they have jurisdiction?

[Carlton] But because the incident

occurred in international waters,

jurisdiction actually falls on the flag

of the vessel's registered owner,

which is the United States of America.

Are you still looking for her?

Rescue boats are still combing the area.

Yes.

If she accidentally fell overboard

without a life jacket...

She would've been in the open ocean for hours already.

She couldn't survive that.

Not even the strongest swimmer could.

I'm sorry, Mr. McNeil, but my job

isn't to give you false hope.

Then what exactly is your job?

If your wife did fall overboard accidentally,

then unfortunately, there's not much we can do.

But if there's any other explanation,

any explanation at all,

well, my job is to look into it.

[plane engine revving]

[dramatic music]

[birds chirping]

[Ian] The liaison at the State Department

called this morning.

He wanted to let me know if they've called off the search.

How can they do that?

Well, they say after 24 hours.

No, they have to keep looking for her.

I mean, aunt Theresa deserved...

deserves that.

What do you think she was doing on deck?

I don't know.

I've asked myself that question a million times.

I mean, your aunt was so excited

about the cruise, maybe she couldn't sleep.

Maybe she went for a walk.

What about before?

What do you mean before?

Well, like, earlier that night.

I mean, did anything strange happen?

You sound like the ship's security officer.

No, I sound like a journalist, I'm sorry.

Can't help it. It just...

it just doesn't make any sense.

No, it doesn't.

You know, this has been the first time

I've ever been glad that mom is gone.

So she didn't have to hear this about her sister.

Hmm.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Well, unfortunately, there's nothing even I can do.

That's the hard part. It's just this sitting around

and the waiting and waiting and...

What about the police? You know, our police.

I mean, are they gonna search the ship now that it's in port?

I imagine so.

[sighs] Hopefully, they find something,

something that explains this.

[sighs]

Ian,

you want me to stay over tonight?

No, thanks.

I have to get used to this eventually.

I just don't know how.

[dramatic music]

[birds chirping]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

Yes, this is Ian McNeil.

[sighs]

[Det. Scott] I received the report directly

from the State Department.

Sorry, Mr. McNeil.

So do I have to identify the body?

That won't be necessary.

Identification was made directly

through your wife's passport photo.

Will there be an autopsy?

No. There has to be.

Protocol requires it.

When there's a death in international waters, then...

And what about her body?

Already en route.

You should contact your preferred funeral home.

They handle all their arrangements

with the airport and the coroner.

And how long until the autopsy's completed?

[Det. Scott] You'll have to check with the coroner on that.

But I'll be honest with you, in cases like this,

it could take a while.

That's why some people choose to have a memorial service

right away before the funeral.

Is that it?

From the police perspective, I'm afraid so.

But again, please know we're very, very sorry.

[car security chirp]

[dramatic music]

[bangs on car window]

[Olivia] Yes?

Olivia Toller?

My name is Sherri Rogers.

-Okay. -I'm a reporter just like you.

Look, this is a really bad time for me right now.

I just found out that my aunt died.

I know. And you had my deepest condolences.

But that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

About my aunt?

About what happened to her.

We've been researching a big story

about crime on cruise ships.

-Your perspective would be huge. -Why?

Well, because of the unique circumstances

around your aunt's death.

What are you talking about?

The chances of someone falling overboard are very slim.

And I don't have to tell you that when people are killed,

it's almost always someone they know.

Are you insane?

I just lost my aunt to a tragic accident.

Believe me, Ms. Toller, I understand.

I lost my mother to a tragedy as well.

-I'm really sorry, but I-- -No buts.

Leave me alone and don't contact me again.

-Olivia, please. -No comment.

[dramatic music]

It was nice.

Your aunt would've been touched.

I know.

I just wish she knew how much we all cared about her.

She did.

Yeah.

Excuse me. Ms. Toller?

Yes.

I'm gonna meet you in the car.

Okay.

My condolences.

I really can't tell you

how sorry I am for your loss.

Thank you.

Were you a friend of my aunt's?

My name is Ellen Burns.

I was her lawyer,

but ours went beyond

a professional relationship.

I really considered her a friend.

And she spoke of you often.

I'd like to talk to you when you have some time.

Okay.

Well, not here,

someplace more private.

I'm...I work from home.

I know.

Freelance journalist.

Your aunt was really very proud of you.

If you could come by my office tomorrow,

I think that would be best.

I'll be here all day.

Just give me a call before you come.

Okay.

I really am very sorry.

[dramatic music]

[Ellen] When was the last time you spoke with your aunt?

Uh, when I dropped them off at the pier.

And how did she seem?

Little bit excited as anybody would be

if they were going on a cruise.

Had she been looking forward to it

for a long time?

I mean, I think so.

I know that she was always saying

that they didn't travel enough, so.

Um, Ms. Burns--

-Ellen. -[Olivia] Ellen.

What is this all about?

[Ellen] Before your aunt left for her trip,

did she mention anything to you about her estate?

Estate?

[Ellen] Her will.

Olivia, your aunt was in the process

of amending her will.

She was going to make you sole beneficiary.

I don't understand. What about Ian?

She never mentioned anything to you about it?

She did say one thing that I thought was strange.

This trip isn't all pleasure.

We have a little work to do.

Was she planning on leaving Ian?

I have no idea.

I mean, I'm sure they had their problems,

like all married couples.

Another man?

No. No.

I mean, at least I don't-- I don't think so.

So then what does this mean about the will?

Well, unfortunately, nothing.

The original will is still valid.

We never finished amending it.

However, you do know that your aunt

had quite a bit of family wealth.

The house was in her name.

Her father's business was extremely successful.

Then Ian is about to become a very wealthy man.

You think Ian knows that she was planning to amend it?

I have no idea.

Should I ask him about it?

I'm not here to tell you what to do.

Because I don't care about the money, Ellen.

No, that's not what I was insinuating.

I mean, when my parents died,

I was--I was taken care of.

I understand.

But if there's something else

that happened to my aunt,

something other than what I've been told,

that is something that I need to know about.

[ominous music]

[dramatic music]

I know I have to do this, but...

I can help.

Yeah, I know it doesn't make any sense,

but I just feel like if I leave everything

the way it is...

she might come back.

No one said you have to get rid of everything so soon.

The longer I wait, the harder it'll be.

[dramatic music]

Oh.

Here.

What's this?

All her jewelry.

I don't know what to do with it.

Besides, she would want you to have it.

Did she say that?

What? No, no, of course not,

but I know that she would.

Thank you. But I just...

I don't feel right about it, not now.

Let's at least wait to see what her will says.

Well, we were each other's sole beneficiary,

so these are all mine now.

And I really think your aunt would want you to have them.

[Olivia chuckles]

This reminds me of her.

She hardly ever took it off.

She wasn't wearing it on the cruise?

No, they suggest not to bring jewelry on board.

I guess they're worried about theft.

As if that's the worst thing that could happen.

I'll cherish it, always.

Good.

Did Aunt Theresa ever say anything, you know,

about her final wishes?

Like what?

Anything.

Olivia, we're planning

a tropical vacation.

Estate planning was the last thing on our minds.

But I'm glad you're here.

Right now, I don't know

what I'd do without you.

Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[car alarm beeps]

[dramatic music]

-Hey. -[gasps]

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

It's okay.

Are those of your aunt?

Yeah.

They look so happy.

Yeah. They were.

Or at least, I thought they were.

You're not sure now?

I don't know. I just found out that my aunt

was gonna change her will, like, cut Ian out.

And she had quite the substantial

inheritance, too.

I mean, maybe even enough to...

Enough to kill for?

You know what you always say,

if you wanna know the truth about someone,

then talk to those they spend the most time with.

What about her work?

You're brilliant, Callie.

I know.

[dramatic music]

[phone line trilling]

[cell phone ringing]

-[phone beeps] -[Diane] Diane Owens.

[Olivia] Yeah. Hi, Diane.

My name is Olivia Toller.

How may I help you, Ms. Toller?

Um, my aunt was Theresa McNeil.

[gasps] I'm so sorry.

[Olivia] Thank you. Um, listen.

I know that you're really busy but I was wondering

if you might have just a couple of minutes

to meet with me and talk.

It's about my aunt.

Anytime, Olivia.

Olivia?

Ms. Owens?

Please, it's Diane.

I can't tell you how sorry I am.

Well, thank you.

My aunt spoke very highly of you.

I do apologize that I couldn't make it

to the memorial service.

I'll be at the funeral, of course.

Is there any word on when that will be?

Not yet.

We have to wait until the autopsy is conducted,

and given where the body was found

and all the different agencies now involved,

that could take a while.

Well, you just be sure to let me know.

I will. Thank you.

[Diane] Now, why don't you tell me

what you wanted to see me about?

Um, is it safe to say

that you and my aunt were friends?

Well, I was her boss.

But I'd like to think we had a fairly close relationship.

Di-di-did you get the sense

that anything was bothering her

over the last few months?

Why do you ask?

Because recently, my aunt had made

some, uh, uncharacteristic decisions.

If something was bothering her,

you don't think it was at work?

I can't imagine what.

She wasn't under any more stress than usual

and she always handled that fine.

Do you think she was having an affair?

[laughs] My.

You are blunt, aren't you?

My aunt is dead.

I see no reason to beat around the bush.

The answer is, I have no idea.

But, since you brought it up,

I can't say that's the craziest suggestion I've ever heard.

[dramatic music]

-[keys jingling] -[car alarm beeps]

[tense music]

[gasps]

[cell phone chimes]

[suspenseful music]

[line trilling]

Yes, hi. This is Linda Phillips

calling with the Social Security Administration.

Uh, I was calling to confirm employment

for one of your former workers.

Yes, Ian McNeil.

Yes, I'll hold.

Uh, yes, I'm still here.

No record at all, huh?

Okay. Well, thank you for your time.

[distant police siren wailing]

[phone rings]

-Olivia, hi. -Hey.

I just wanted to call and check in,

see how you're feeling.

Well, you know, what'd I say?

Day by day.

Yeah. Did you go anywhere today?

Uh, no, I haven't been up to it just yet.

Nowhere, huh?

Nowhere.

Just stayed at home, you know.

Yeah.

You okay?

Ian, are you confident in the police?

In the police? What do--what do you mean?

Well, I mean, are you confident

that they did a thorough enough job

with her investigation,

you know, that it was really an accident?

Wh-what are you saying, Olivia?

I don't know what I'm saying,

I'm just...thinking.

Well, don't. Trust me, you'll drive yourself crazy.

Guess I should stop, huh?

Stop what?

I said I guess I should stop

what I'm doing then, shouldn't I?

Well, I just think that you should just try

and remember your aunt the way she was.

I think that's what she would have wanted.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Good night.

Night, Olivia.

[dramatic music]

What are you thinking?

[sighs] What I don't wanna be thinking.

That Ian is involved?

Yeah.

So the company that he was supposed to work for years

before he met my aunt,

they don't have any record of him.

And everything that I can find about him

only goes back a few years.

That doesn't make any sense.

No.

No, it doesn't.

[dramatic music]

-Can I help you? -Yeah. Hi.

Um, I'm trying to find out if someone changed their name.

That's public record, right?

Absolutely.

How do I go about finding that information?

Well, um, just fill this out.

Then I'll run a report.

How long will that take?

Just a few minutes.

-For real? -[Kate] Sure.

It's all computerized.

-Thank you. -[Kate] Uh-hmm.

[dramatic music]

[Kate] Miss?

Here's your report.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

Um, wait.

I wanna make sure that I'm reading this right.

According to this document, 11 years ago,

Ian Jameson changed his name to Ian McNeil?

This is the official record.

He did change it.

Do you have Wi-Fi here?

Of course.

Is there somewhere that I could sit with my laptop?

I need to get online right away

and I could use a little privacy.

Yeah, sure.

There's a desk back there in the storeroom you can use.

Come on.

Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[footsteps]

Hello?

Is anyone there?

[tense music]

-[object clangs] -[gasps]

[ominous music]

[object clattering]

[tense music]

-Done already? -Were you back there?

Uh, when?

Just now.

I haven't left this desk since I got you set up.

Did anybody else go back there?

No.

Is there any other way back there?

There's an emergency exit, I think?

[tense music]

[keys jingling]

[car door slams]

[tense music]

[man] Olivia.

How are you feeling?

Mmm.

My head hurts.

Well, that's hardly surprising.

You had a concussion.

Where am I?

Memorial Hospital.

How did I get here?

A passerby found you knocked out in the parking lot.

They called 911.

Do you know your name?

Of course I know my name.

My head's killing me, I don't have amnesia.

I'm Olivia Toller.

Well, I'm Detective Rachel Scott.

Do you remember anything that happened?

I was walking in my car.

[Det. Scott] Uh-hmm.

Someone called my name, a man.

Did you see the man?

No.

Oh.

Try not to move.

Did you recognize the voice?

No, but I know who it was.

Who?

Ian McNeil.

Your aunt's husband?

Wait, how do you know that?

Because I already spoke to him.

Today?

No, after the body of his wife was found.

I'm the detective who's assigned to the case.

Okay.

Why do you think your uncle was responsible?

Because he changed his name legally years ago.

Now that's not exactly a smoking gun.

Well, his first wife, I think she died, too.

How?

Suicide. So they say.

I'm gonna try to contact your family to get more details.

Ms. Toller, your aunt drowned.

She may have drowned, but he was responsible.

Well, I assume you have some kind of evidence of this.

He sent me a threatening note and text.

Do you have the note?

No.

I threw it out.

It was printed in block lettering anyway.

But I do have the text on my phone here.

"Or you're going to get hurt."

[Det. Scott] From an unknown number.

I could try to trace it, but generally,

these end up being burner phones.

It was Ian, Detective. I know it.

Look, I'll look into it. You have my word.

But right now, I need you to get some rest. Okay?

Do you know when I can leave?

I know they wanna keep you overnight for observation,

but after that, if you feel okay,

I think they'll discharge you.

[dramatic music]

May I join you?

I'm leaving.

[Sherri] Please.

[Olivia] What do you want?

I heard you were in the hospital.

Please talk to me.

This case is only getting more and more complicated.

I don't need your help.

Olivia, we both want the same things.

You leave me alone, or next time, I call the police.

[suspenseful music]

[muffled scream]

[suspenseful music]

[cell phone vibrating]

Hello?

Olivia, it's Ellen Burns.

Ellen, you have to listen to me. I was just attacked yesterday.

What? What happened?

So, Ian changed his name and it turns out

that he was married before Theresa

and she died under mysterious circumstances.

And the place that he claimed he worked,

they don't actually have any records.

So, you've heard.

Heard what?

You haven't heard?

Olivia, the autopsy came back.

Your aunt didn't drown.

What?

What happened to her?

She was strangled and then thrown overboard.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't wanna be the one to have to tell you this.

How did you find out?

The detective in charge of the case owed me a favor.

I asked her to contact me as soon as the results came in.

Does Ian know?

[Ellen] He was notified this morning.

I'm told they're headed over there

to question him as we speak.

Will you let me know if you hear anything else?

[Ellen] Of course. I promise.

Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[phone line trilling]

[voicemail] Hi, this Is Ian McNeil.

Leave a message, please.

[dramatic music]

[Det. Scott] What do you think?

Probable cause?

Definitely.

Mr. McNeil, it's the police. We need to talk to you.

Mr. McNeil, are you here?

[Officer Jackson] Is anyone home?

[suspenseful music]

Mr. McNeil?

He's gone.

How long do you think?

[Det. Scott] I don't know.

Call it in.

[Officer Jackson] This is Jackson.

Send an ambulance immediately to 841 Maple Drive.

We have a deceased male.

[siren wails]

You sure I can't get you anything?

I know you're still recovering from a concussion.

I'm okay. Thank you.

Do you know when he died?

Well, we're still waiting on the official determination,

but the coroner says it can't be more than eight hours.

So he could have been the one who attacked me?

It's possible.

You've seen my aunt's autopsy?

Of course.

And there's no question that it's accurate,

I mean, how she died?

I read the case file myself, her larynx was crushed.

That couldn't have happened from the fall.

Into the ocean?

Not likely.

Also, there was hardly any seawater in her lungs.

And if she drowned, her lungs would have been full of it.

She was dead before she hit the water.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry. I know she was your aunt.

So, after Ian heard about the autopsy,

he gets into bed

and then just swallows a handful of pills?

Again, we have to wait for the official autopsy,

but that's what it looks like.

Why?

Why?

I mean, many reasons.

Uh, guilt? Regret?

But I suspect the truth is that

he knew the walls were closing in

and with the autopsy revealing murder,

he knew he was looking like the prime suspect.

That's life in prison if convicted.

Something doesn't feel right.

There's gotta be something more going on.

Well, we have a saying in our profession.

"When you hear the sound of hooves,

think horses, not zebras."

[crickets chirping]

[suspenseful music]

-[ship employee] Hi, there. -Hi.

-Thank you. -[ship employee] All right.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

Have a pleasant voyage.

Thank you. I will.

[ship employee] Hi.

[dramatic music]

[Olivia] Hey.

Can I help you, ma'am?

Oh, not really. I was just saying hi.

Oh.

Sorry.

I'm just used to guests only calling out to me

when they need something.

Oh, well I was just looking for someone to talk to.

What do you do on the ship?

I'm a steward.

I usually work in the kitchen, but I have about a half hour

till my shift starts.

Are you, uh, sailing alone?

Yeah.

I just...

I needed to get away for a little bit

and I'd never been on a cruise before, so I thought,

you know, this was just a couple days

so it'd be a good way to see if I like it.

And what do you think so far?

I like it.

It just...it makes me nervous

being out on the ocean all alone.

Trust me, you have nothing to worry about.

This ship is designed to handle even the roughest seas.

It's not what I've heard.

What do you mean?

Well, I was just talking with some of the other guests

about what happened last month.

We're not--we're not supposed to discuss that.

No, I understand.

I'm just saying that's the reason that I'm nervous

is 'cause, I mean, you could fall overboard at any time.

Look, the police are handling it,

but like I said,

we're not really supposed to talk about that.

Bad for business, I guess.

Well, it seems like if you're gonna commit a crime,

a cruise ship would be a great place to do it.

And why do you say that?

'Cause it's not like they have police on board.

Actually there are security officers

who have the authority to make arrests.

Really?

Yeah, but it's not like we advertise that or anything.

It's the last thing people wanna think about

while they're on vacation.

So...where is the security office?

Aft.

Aft?

To the stern.

-The rear of the boat. -Ah.

[David] Right next to the engine room.

[Olivia] I guess that makes sense.

They probably wouldn't wanna put it right by the gift shop.

Uh, listen, I have to get going.

Well, it's really great chatting with you.

Maybe I'll--maybe I'll see you around the ship.

[David] Stop by the restaurant later.

If it's not too crowded, I'll come say hi.

You can count on it.

[suspenseful music]

[door lock clicks]

[knocks on door]

Mr. Leigh, the captain wants to see you soon.

Let me guess.

Rowdy kids on the promenade deck again?

He didn't say, sir.

[door closes]

[tense music]

[camera shutter clicks]

[Kendall] Sir, it's in the office.

I'll grab it and be right with you.

[footsteps clacking]

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]

[door opens and closes]

[suspenseful music]

[seagulls cawing]

[people chattering]

[Olivia] Excuse me.

[knocks on door]

Yes? Can I help you?

Mrs. Bates?

That's right.

I'm Olivia Toller.

I was hoping that I could talk to your daughter Sara?

Uh, what's this about?

Uh, my aunt was Theresa McNeil, the woman...

I know who she was.

I was hoping I could just maybe ask your daughter

a few questions about that night?

Look, the police have already spoken to her.

I am sorry for your loss,

but I just really don't think Sara can be of any help.

Wait, wait. No, no, no. Please, please, please.

-Just a few-- -No. It's okay, Mom.

I don't know what I can tell you

that I didn't already tell the cops.

At the time of the accident,

I was told that everybody had been ordered back to their room.

So, what were you doing outside of your cabin?

[sighs] Go ahead.

I won't be any more shocked this time.

I was with a guy.

I had met him at the pool earlier in the day.

But then you left him?

[scoffs] I told him my parents would kill me

if they didn't know where I was.

And according to the police report,

you were on your way back when you saw my aunt?

Uh-hmm.

And she was heading back into her room?

Hmm, that's right.

No, wait.

Not exactly.

What do you mean?

Well, she was leaving her cabin.

That's how I remember it.

We literally ran into each other.

That wasn't in the report.

-And this was after the alarm? -[Sara] Uh-hmm.

After they had ordered everyone back into their cabins?

Uh-hmm.

-[Olivia] You're certain? -Absolutely.

And did you see my uncle as well?

I saw a man.

[Olivia] Uh-hmm.

[Sara] He came to the door of the cabin.

I didn't know who he was.

Do you remember what he looked like?

Full beard, good-looking, but tough.

Someone who could take care of himself.

Was this the man that you saw?

-[Sara] No. -You're certain?

I'm positive.

I've never seen that man in my entire life.

Who is he?

Her husband.

[door opens and closes]

You're back!

Hey, Cal.

Wait. When did you get home?

We docked this morning.

[Callie] Did you find what you were looking for?

Yes.

[Callie] Tell me.

Okay. So, I met with someone,

a teenage girl who was on the boat with my aunt.

She might have been the last person to see her alive.

Okay. And?

And according to this girl,

Theresa was with a man, a man who wasn't Ian.

But there is one other person that I do need to talk to.

My friend at the news desk finally came through for me.

[phone ringing]

-[phone beeps] -Yeah?

Hi. I'm looking for Donald Warren?

Well, you found him.

Mr. Warren, I'm Olivia Toller.

Are you from the bank?

-Excuse me? -[Don] Are you from the bank?

What?

Because if you are, you're not allowed to contact me anymore.

No. No, I'm not from the bank.

Um, I was actually calling

to talk to you about Ian Jameson.

[dramatic music]

[Olivia] Mr. Warren?

I have not heard that son of a bitch's name in years.

And I don't want to ever again!

Well, I think he killed your daughter.

I'm listening.

I think he killed my aunt too.

Tell me where you're at.

[door opens]

Come on in.

This is my roommate, Callie.

-Hello. -Hi.

Can I get you something to drink?

Water? Coffee?

You got any bourbon?

Scotch okay?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll go get it.

Please, sit.

[clears throat]

So, where is the son of a bitch now?

He's dead, sir.

No, I can't say I'm not surprised by that.

Or torn up.

No?

[Don] You get what you give in this life, young lady.

[Olivia] Mr. Warren, do you believe

that Ian killed your daughter?

Absolutely.

[Olivia] Well, because in all the articles that I read,

it said that her death was--

Suicide? It wasn't any suicide.

How can you be so sure?

Because I knew my daughter.

She was a nurse. She didn't do drugs.

Any drugs. She knew what they would do to people.

So you think it was staged by Ian?

What made you suspect him?

[Don] I just never cared for that kid.

Uh, just never seemed like he was right for her.

No?

[Don] I mean, he seemed all right,

at first.

He's respectful, steady job, but,

you know, as fathers, we know things.

And just something just wasn't right.

How did Ian treat her when they were together?

[Don] It depends.

It started off good, I guess,

and then got bad once that Barth showed up.

Barth?

Colin Barth.

-You don't know the name? -Uh-uh.

Friend of Ian's from way back when.

Trouble with a capital T, okay?

And so did Barth just stay with him?

Yeah. It's supposed to just be for a few days,

and a couple days turns into a couple weeks,

couple weeks turns into a couple months.

Well, did Cynthia mind?

Did she mind?

She hated it.

She couldn't stand having him around all the time.

Did she talk to Ian about it?

All the time.

He said he couldn't abandon a friend in need

and it's just until he got back on his feet.

But that Barth,

he didn't want back on his feet, you know what I'm saying?

So then what happened next?

And then, um...

-[water splashing] -[Cynthia coughing]

[Don] And then Cynthia passed.

You know, at first, we tried to stay in touch with Ian,

but after a while, it's just, what's the point?

And the more time went on,

the more my suspicions grew.

Because?

Because of the insurance policy.

He took out a big policy on her the instant they got married.

Was Ian still close with Colin Barth at this point?

Were they close?

Let me put it this way, okay?

If Cynthia had given him an ultimatum, Barth or her,

I don't know which one he would've picked.

[Ellen] Colin Barth...

You've never heard the name before?

Well, supposedly, he's an old friend of Ian's.

And you think he's the man from the ship?

You think he's responsible for Theresa's death?

Not only for my aunt's death,

but I think that he killed

or helped kill Ian's first wife.

Help from Ian?

Maybe?

Isn't it time you went to the police?

No.

No, I don't know anything about him.

I don't even know if Colin Barth is his real name.

Besides, the cops are still convinced

that my uncle killed himself.

He may have, Olivia.

There's no hard evidence that he didn't.

And if this Barth character helped Ian kill his wives,

why kill Ian?

I don't know.

But there are too many coincidences,

too many accidents, and too many deaths

for all of this to not be related.

So, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna find Barth.

And then what? Just ask him?

Well, I am a journalist,

so I'd like to think that I'll be able

to figure out if he knows something.

I just...I wanted you to know.

In case something happens.

[dramatic music]

[inhales and exhales]

What can I get you, Miss?

Uh, gin and tonic, two limes.

Coming right up.

[people chattering]

Here you go. Let me know if you need anything else.

Thank you.

Oh.

[sighs]

Long day?

You have no idea.

I'm probably dealing more than you think.

To long days.

To long days.

You can't toast from all the way down there.

Now, um, what were we toasting to?

[laughs] I don't remember.

Me neither.

Colin Barth.

Trisha Andover.

Nice to meet you, Trisha.

Nice to meet you, Colin.

So, um, do you work around here?

I do.

Well, it's funny.

I've never seen you here before.

Only on special occasions.

Well then, in that case, I feel very special.

Oh, I bet you do, Colin.

[chuckles]

So, uh, sounds like you have a pretty stressful job.

Yeah. It, um, definitely has its moments.

-Thank you. -Yup.

Thank you.

To be honest, I've been thinking about getting away.

Hmm.

Where'd you wanna go?

Hmm, somewhere warm.

Somewhere I can just sit on the beach

and drink pina coladas all day.

Sounds nice.

I, uh, I was on a cruise recently.

Oh, yeah?

I've always wanted to go on a cruise.

How was it?

Unforgettable.

Hmm.

Tell me about it.

It's just as you would imagine.

The sun, the sea.

Great place to recharge your batteries.

Mm.

That sounds like something I need.

Speaking of needs, uh,

why don't we get out of here

and, um, take this party back to my place?

Colin, I thought you'd never ask.

[chuckles]

[dramatic music]

[door creaking]

Oh, my apologies.

Uh, if I had known I was having a guest,

I would've cleaned them.

I've seen worse.

I bet you have.

[Olivia] Pour me a glass of wine.

I like your apartment.

It's a place I put my feet up.

[Olivia] No pictures?

Huh?

[Olivia] No, I just said no pictures.

I mean, most people have pictures of friends,

family, old lovers.

'Cause I'm more of a live-in-the-moment

kind of guy.

Mm.

-Cheers. -[glass clinking]

Cheers.

[suspenseful music]

Let me get ready.

Bathroom's down the hall.

Through the, uh, bedroom.

First door on the right.

I'll be right back.

[suspenseful music]

[Olivia] It was him.

[Colin] Trisha? You okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

[Colin] What are you doing in there?

I-I'll be out in a minute.

[suspenseful music]

[inhales and exhales]

Are you all right?

Uh, yeah.

Colin, suddenly, I'm not-- I'm not feeling so well.

Well, I bet I know exactly what would make you feel better.

[chuckles] No, I, um, I think maybe I drank too much.

Hmm, I'll get you some water.

No. No, it's okay.

Um, I think I should-- I think I should just go home.

Um, but I'll call you, okay?

You're not going anywhere.

Olivia.

[gasps]

Did you really think you could put one over on me?

How did you know?

Because we've met before.

Who do you think wrote you those notes?

Gave you that little bump on your head?

You were getting a little too suspicious.

I don't like people who ask too many questions.

That was Ian.

No, that was me.

As always, doing Ian's dirty work for him.

After all, I'm sure you've heard all about Cynthia by now.

[Cynthia panicking and coughing]

-Why? -Do you have any idea how large

that woman's life insurance policy was?

I know it was you on the boat.

You're the one who killed my Aunt Theresa.

Stop it!

[Colin] From what I understand, it was a tragic accident.

[Theresa gasping and grunting]

All of this just for money?

Can you think of a better reason?

Cynthia's life insurance

was supposed to take care of me for,

well, life.

Needless to say, it didn't.

So then you repeated the same plan 15 years later?

Hmm, not initially.

Can you imagine his surprise when I showed back up

in Ian's life after 15 years?

I figured keeping the details of his involvement in the murder

of his first wife secret was worth quite a bit of money.

Blackmail?

Blackmail, blackmail.

Ah, such an ugly word, but accurate.

I don't understand.

You were having an affair with my aunt.

Well, she was an attractive woman.

And I wanted what Ian had.

But you killed her.

Ian decided to stop paying me for my silence.

Cried poverty. I knew he was full of crap.

I mean, I had seen his beautiful house,

his fancy cars.

But then he made the mistake of telling me

that it was his wife who had all the money.

With Theresa out of the picture,

Ian stood to inherit her entire fortune.

So then why kill Ian?

When he found out his wife had been murdered,

he was stunned.

Instantly, he knew it was me.

But then the greedy little bastard

wanted to double cross me.

Didn't want to cut me in on Theresa's inheritance.

No! You're not getting anything!

[Colin] He's weak.

Pathetic really. [chuckles]

I was afraid he'd go to the cops

despite the consequences to himself

and I couldn't have that.

It's pretty easy to make it look like a suicide.

I've practiced at that, you know?

But now that you killed Ian, you get nothing.

I didn't have a choice.

I had to.

Just like I have to do with you.

If only you had been able to mind your own business.

[groans]

[grunting]

Ah!

[groaning]

Olivia!

[police sirens blaring]

Thank you.

Don't worry. We'll find him.

But when we do, initially,

we can only charge him with assault.

You don't believe me.

I do believe you.

But proving it is a different matter.

I'm sorry for what you went through, Olivia.

I really am.

And what about what he said? I mean, he admitted everything.

Hearsay. If I brought him in for that,

his lawyer would deny it and have him out in minutes.

So then what do I do until then?

Go home, rest.

That's the first place he'll look for me.

Hmm, I don't think so.

I think right now,

he's doing his best to avoid capture.

He's not thinking about how to seek revenge.

But, I'll have an officer stationed

outside your house anyway.

You'll be perfectly safe.

Thank you, Detective.

Come on.

I'll get somebody to drive you home.

Thank you, Officer.

My pleasure, ma'am.

You'll be here all night?

Till I'm relieved in the morning. Don't worry.

We're not gonna leave you alone until we find him.

Can I get you anything?

Well, I don't wanna impose,

but if it's not too much trouble,

I could go for a cup of coffee.

Yeah. You take cream and sugar?

Black.

I'll be here all night.

Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

Black just like you asked.

[suspenseful music]

[muffled screaming]

Ugh! Ah! Ah!

[Olivia panting]

[intense music]

[door creaking]

[suspenseful music]

[Callie] Olivia?

Olivia?

Why is the backdoor open?

Olivia?

[gasps]

You're Colin, aren't you?

Where is she?

Where's Olivia?

-[glass shattering] -[Callie screams]

[grunts]

-[groans] -[panting]

[suspenseful music]

[police sirens wailing]

[police radio chatter]

I had to. He was trying to kill me.

It's okay. I know it was self-defense.

[police radio chatter]

It's over.

It's finally over.

[dramatic music]

[people chattering]

Aunt Theresa would be so happy we're taking this trip

-in her honor. -Yeah.

[ship horn blares]

[dramatic music]