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Dad?

Dad?

Dad!

Dad?

Dad!

Hello? Hello. I need an ambulance.

It's my father.

No, I-I don't know!

I just got here.

Dad!

Please hurry!

Dad? Dad!

Dad?

Hey there!

If you want me alive,

you need to stop popping out of doors.

I called you a half-hour ago.

Which would've made it 4:30 in the morning,

a time when most sane people... And I count myself among them...

Are in a deep and dreamless sleep.

Well, it was an emergency.

- Muffins? - Don't judge.

What in the world...

Pam Messner's coming on the show this morning.

She's running for Mayor.

Yep, and people like her because she takes care of them.

She wants to bake healthy muffins,

so I was up all night.

Billie, you wrote a cookbook.

There is a whole chapter... Muff-ins!

Not made with protein powder.

This wouldn't have anything to do with that new reporter?

The one who's starting on the show today?

No. Why would you say that?

I read a profile on him in the "Daily Dish."

Carlos Montano.

If you have time to read the "Daily Dish",

you have way too much time on your hands.

The man sounds like he should come with a warning.

You just ended a relationship,

which leaves you vulnerable to a surprise attack.

The relationship

has been over for a year,

and I keep telling you... I'm fine.

Mm. How is Ian?

Ian? He's fine.

He likes his new job

and he likes Los Angeles.

And he gets to spend more time with Emma.

You see? You two still talk to each other.

You're not ready to move on.

Can we focus on the muffins, please?

They're perfect.

Ooh! Muffins!

Uh-uh-uh-uh!

Oh, wow.

Wow. This is amazing.

I don't know, I feel like there's something missing.

That's it! I've had it!

First, pull-ups, then dead bug,

now he's doing squats...

Literally steaming up my mirror as we speak.

It smells like a man cave in there!

The new reporter's sharing his dressing room.

Is this even legal?

I realize Gretchen is the executive producer

and her father owns the station,

but can she really just hire someone?

You know what, man? You should try one of these.

They are life-changing.

I can't eat, Philip.

My larynx?

If anyone asks, I will be in the green room,

doing my vocal warm-ups in peace.

Ha-ha. Ha. The proud polar bear.

Sherpa shuddered. Shuddering Sherpas.

Can I have this, then?

Uh...

so have you met him?

Carlos? No. No, no, no.

But I have read a blog post about him,

and apparently, he thinks he's quite the ladies' man.

He's also a great reporter.

But he's not afraid to break rules.

He did an exposé on his own network.

Everybody in New York is afraid to hire him.

What, so that's a good thing? That...

Guys, no gossip.

Why not?

I love gossip.

Hi!

Whoa. Who made these?

She did.

Nice. Who are you?

She's the highest-rated host on your new show.

Oh, my bad.

Must be the jet lag talking.

You'll like me a lot better

once I've had some time to do my research.

Wake up, Winslow!

Wake up, Seattle!

Wake up, West Coast!

Whoo!

Hey, Westcoasters.

Have we got a day for you!

You're about to meet a new member of our family,

all the way from New York City.

He's an award-winning journalist.

You'll also meet

a woman who taught her dog to ring a doorbell.

Then, right after the break,

Billie teaches Pam Messner...

Front-runner in the tightly contested race for mayor...

How to bake a healthy muffin.

Or maybe we'll skip the muffins

and get Pam to explain

why this election is so controversial.

What just happened? What was that?

I don't know.

Well, Carlos, I'm kind of hungry,

and I hear those muffins are rather tasty.

Ooh, that sounds like a debate.

Find out who wins

when we come back after the break.

And clear!

That's it. You are finished. Lucy!

We had an agreement. No controversy.

There will be no controversy.

Every single negative ad on the air right now

says I'm too hard.

Muffins will be baked! I promise.

She can't bake muffins.

- Who are you? - It doesn't matter,

because he's going to be fired in record time.

You're not gonna win any voters by baking.

That's not what the polls say.

When people vote, they're looking for a leader,

not a baker.

I'm terribly sorry.

He just started here.

I think he's right.

All the negative ads focus on your divorce,

as if being single

somehow makes you less trustworthy.

Which is why we need to show her at home.

Or you could show them the real you...

A woman who fights for families,

because you know how hard it is to raise one.

Pam. We have a strategy.

Okay? This is like taking advice from a fortune cookie.

Okay.

"Okay"?

Okay?

I'll do the interview.

But I want them both.

Okay.

Unbelievable!

So why does being single mother make you a better mayor?

This might sound corny,

but I've spent my life working

and trying to make

a loving home.

And what does that mean, in terms of policy?

It means that...

So, Pam's campaign manager just called you a genius.

Yeah, he's in Gretchen's office right now,

booking the next ten interviews,

and he wants us to cover Pam's groundbreaking ceremony

that she's doing at the waterfront.

Well, it was a good interview.

Yeah, it was, it was,

although that look that Carlos gave you,

I'm not sure that that was an "interview" expression.

You have been reading too many tabloids.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I think he used the same look on Lucy.

Phil, newsflash... Lucy has a crush on you.

That was amazing.

You're amazing!

All the right questions!

You got her talking right from the heart.

Thank you.

So why do they make you bake?

Well, I... I wrote a cookbook.

It's most of what I do on the show.

Well, somebody's making a huge mistake

because you are a fantastic interviewer.

Can I buy you lunch?

Lunch?

I think we're doing something really special here.

We got to keep it going.

A friend of mine I grew up with.

Her father's in the I.C.U..

I gotta go. Sorry.

Maggie.

Oh, Billie.

What happened?

The doctors think he had a stroke.

There could be brain damage.

He called me yesterday morning and he said he needed to talk.

I was in court all day.

I didn't get the message until later.

You can't blame yourself.

Yeah, I should've checked.

He was in trouble.

I didn't get here until last night.

Why don't you let me take you home?

No.

I can't leave him, not like this.

Just so you can shower and change.

Okay.

It's okay...

Wow. It looks exactly the same.

Well, that's my dad.

He can't let go of the past...

which makes it hard to come home.

It has been a long time.

Too long...

That's what he always says.

Sorry about the mess.

It was like this when I got here.

That's Phoebe.

He kept everything...

The marriage license,

the letter she wrote the night she left.

I didn't know it was this bad.

It's been seven years.

He won't divorce her.

Her clothes are still in the closet.

Why did he call yesterday?

I don't know. I didn't get to talk to him.

Something made him take out the box.

He looks at it all the time.

I should just get rid of it.

Um, I'm gonna go and pack some of his things.

What are you doing?

Here you go.

Thank you.

This has nothing to do with my father.

Well, let's just wait.

As soon as police get involved,

the D.A. start making a case.

I've put people in jail for less.

Wally's not like that.

He's my friend.

Billie Blessings.

Hey, Wally.

Hi.

Thank you so much for coming.

Are you kidding? You can call me any time.

You see? Nicest detective on the force.

Hey, this is Detective Sergeant Price.

New head of Homicide.

I'm still getting my bearings.

Thought I should tag along for the ride.

Do I know you?

It's Billie Blessings.

Everybody knows Billie.

From the morning show?

"Have we got a day for you!"

I don't really watch TV.

Maybe that's smart.

This is Maggie. This is her father's house.

Maybe we should take this inside.

Follow me.

The basement floods sometimes.

My dad was probably down there fixing the sump pump.

Which could be how he found the skull.

I heard he's in the hospital.

I'm sorry.

District attorney, right?

Chicago?

Assistant District Attorney.

Yeah, you have a good reputation.

A fighter.

You never lose a case.

So, is that the basement?

Yes.

We'll take it from here.

It is hard to picture

Ryan Carson doing something like this.

He was a gym teacher... The one everybody liked.

Who told you that? The TV host?

Well, he was actually my gym teacher.

Billie used to babysit his daughter.

How did you know Billie?

Oh, her father was a cop,

and he and my dad were partners.

"Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood."

Oh, Coach Carson is a good guy.

His first wife died when Maggie was born,

so he raised her himself.

Bone.

It could be old. Before he bought the house.

Yeah, well...

lye can dissolve a body in three hours.

The water from the flood is activating the residual lye.

No disrespect,

but people have been using lye for a hundred years.

What have we got here?

Not that old.

You seen this before?

I don't know.

A lot of people have gold watches.

Who...

is this woman?

Um, that's my stepmother, Phoebe Carson.

You didn't tell me there was a new head of Homicide.

I'm really sorry, Billie.

I-I didn't know he'd come.

Most guys his level... They stay behind a desk.

He said he likes to go out on cases.

He transferred from Seattle a couple months back.

He doesn't drink, doesn't eat processed foods.

No TV, no social media.

You know what he likes to do with his free time?

Work.

This is not helping.

He's okay. Focused.

But he won't jump to conclusions.

Mm.

Let me know where she's staying.

Maybe we can cover some expenses.

I'm not taking her to a hotel.

Ryan Carson is not a killer.

That's exactly what I told him.

As soon as you get this.

It's about Phoebe.

I think I'm in trouble.

I may need a lawyer.

You don't have to do this.

Don't be silly.

I'm not letting you stay in a hotel.

Well, I'll let you get settled.

Dad didn't kill Phoebe.

Maggie, why didn't you tell them about the watch?

It's the first thing

that they teach you in law school...

Never talk.

Anything that you say will be used against you.

Did something happen that night,

when Phoebe left?

It was New Year's Eve

and we were at the fireworks.

Phoebe was flirting with Jay Messner.

They were practically broadcasting the affair.

So I confronted Phoebe.

Dad wasn't even angry when she left.

He said that she loved him

and he knew that she would come back.

Anything?

Not yet.

Most of the bones have disintegrated.

No DNA. And no weapon.

And what about clothes?

Uh, no organic compounds either...

Cotton, silk, leather... nothing.

Well, can't build a case without a victim.

It doesn't look good for him, does it?

The watch battery is seven years old.

The dates line up.

It's the exact same time that Phoebe Carson disappeared.

And I found this on the table upstairs.

"Dear Ryan... "

By the time you get this, Jay and I will be gone.

"I'm sorry. Phoebe."

She was having an affair.

Ryan Carson made two calls yesterday...

His daughter,

and the Messner campaign.

Now, Pam Messner lived across the street.

Ex-husband's name is Jay.

Any chance he's down here, too?

One body, that's all we got.

Maybe there was a fight.

Hmm? He took off, so he wouldn't get implicated.

Coach Carson?

Hard to believe.

Why dig her up after so long?

Well, maybe the guilt got to him.

Where is she?

Taking a shower.

Would you please explain to me what's going on?

'Cause I could swear you just texted me

that you found a skull in Ryan Carson's basement?

I didn't find it. It was just there.

Oh! Well, that's a relief.

Thanks. I feel much better.

Could you keep your voice down?

Honestly? No!

Poor child.

Imagine finding out your father is a murderer.

I always knew that marriage would end badly.

Phoebe was much too young for him.

She didn't want a husband, she wanted a father.

Can we take this one step at a time, please?

You just found a skull in the man's basement.

How many steps do you need?

Wait, were you there?

The night Maggie confronted Phoebe about the affair?

It was after I sold the house.

I didn't live there anymore.

Well, you have to know something!

Was Ryan upset?

Shouldn't we leave this to the police?

No.

Why does that answer always surprise me?

Aunt Cassandra, I'm worried.

There is a new head of Homicide.

He researched Maggie before he even got to the house.

He's already building a case against her.

- Wow. - Maggie tried to act like

she didn't know that was Phoebe's watch.

He knew she was lying.

You can't blame her.

Maggie has no other family.

If her father goes to jail, she will be completely alone.

No. You need to tell that detective what you know.

Well, then he's gonna think Maggie's hiding something.

Well, of course, she's trying to cover up for something!

Why else would she lie?

Aunt Cassandra.

Hi!

There you are.

A sight for sore eyes!

Billie's been telling me all about you,

fighting for truth and justice in Chicago.

Truth doesn't always go with justice,

especially in court.

I bet Maggie is anxious to get back to the hospital.

Of course! What was I thinking?

I will drive you.

I can't think of a better way to spend my day.

- Will you give me a minute? - Mm-hmm.

Hi.

Oh, hey.

I was looking for Wally.

Yeah, he's a little tied up.

Oh.

It's just sandwiches.

There's one in there for you, too.

Mozzarella and basil panini.

Unless you don't eat... carbs or cheese.

What else did Wally say?

What, that I never have fun?

I'll tell you what,

why don't, uh...

why don't we grab a lunch break?

Okay.

Mm! This is incredible.

Well, thank you.

Wally did imply you might not eat it.

Ha!

Well, Wally has never brought me a sandwich like this before.

So you gotta tell me...

Do you always feed detectives at murder investigations?

Well, I used to run a restaurant.

Closed down about a few months ago.

I gotta do something with these hands.

So why'd you close?

It was time.

We lost our chef.

I was ending a long-term relationship.

Plus, I wanted to focus more on the show.

Oh.

So this is a Trojan horse?

It's just a sandwich.

Mm! Right. To get inside information?

For a story?

I would never do a story about this.

Maggie is my friend.

Okay.

Okay, she's your friend,

so you came here to tell me

that her father did not kill whoever is in his basement.

She lied today.

About the watch.

Yeah, Yeah, we kind of put that together.

I-I wasn't there.

I only know what Maggie told me,

but she hardly ever visited after her father married Phoebe,

but she did return that Christmas.

Phoebe was wearing an expensive watch

and Maggie found a card...

Signed "J".

Jay Messner?

Yeah.

Maggie wanted to tell her father,

and she asked my advice.

And?

I told her she shouldn't.

But Maggie can't let things go.

And then, that was the night.

The night Phoebe went missing?

Yeah.

So no Trojan Horse?

No.

Hello.

Hey there.

We are here to see Pam Messner.

- Oh... - Uh, sorry.

You need an appointment.

Brad Groelnik.

Right this way.

Pam, uh, a couple detectives are here to see you.

The new head of Homicide. Welcome to Winslow.

I hope Brad didn't make it hard to see me.

We try to protect Pam's time.

How can I help?

Well, this won't take long.

We just have a few questions about your husband.

Ex-husband.

As Pam's opponent keeps reminding us.

So when is the last time you saw Jay?

Seven years ago.

The night he left.

New Year's Eve?

You should probably read this.

You do your homework.

And were you aware

of the affair between Jay and Phoebe?

Not until that night.

I'm sorry.

It, uh... must have been upsetting.

Truthfully...

Jay did me a favor.

It's not easy to be married to a man who only loves himself.

- Hmm. - Why are you looking for him?

Human remains were found in Ryan Carson's basement.

We think it could be his wife, Phoebe,

and we're hoping Jay might know something.

Even if he does, you won't find him.

You sound very confident.

Before Jay left,

he embezzled half-a-million dollars

from my family's car dealership.

The insurance company tracked his credit card receipts,

found his car at the Canadian border.

I'm sorry about Phoebe,

but at this point,

nothing to do with Jay surprises me.

And why did Ryan Carson call you yesterday?

Campaign contribution.

I took the call. Pam wasn't here.

Very protective. Just like he said.

Well, thank you very much for your time.

We will see ourselves out.

"Campaign contribution"?

Ah, she still runs the car dealership.

She's good at selling.

Detectives! Sorry.

That was awkward.

I wanted to explain.

Ryan Carson didn't just call yesterday.

He calls all the time,

wanting to talk about Phoebe and Jay.

He's pretty obsessed.

I try to keep him away from Pam.

Mm.

Pam does care about what happened.

She seems very caring.

Well, feel free to reach out, if you have any questions.

Thank you.

Who's that?

It's a reporter from Billie's show.

You think Billie tipped him off?

Somebody did.

Why else is he here?

I watched your show.

Last night.

And I was right.

You have a gift.

You watched my shows?

Five murders in two years?

How crazy is that?

Well, thanks, but it was just kind of a coincidence.

I think one time's a coincidence,

but five?

That's a gift.

So, I found us a story.

Oh. Okay. Great.

I went to see Pam Messner yesterday

and guess who was there?

The police.

Why?

Pam says that, apparently,

they found the woman that ran off with her husband,

buried in a gym teacher's basement.

Oh, but wait, it gets better than that.

Apparently, there was a big blow-out

at some party the night before,

New Year's Eve, the night that she disappeared.

So the gym teacher's daughter goes ballistic,

publicly humiliates the stepmom, who she clearly hates,

and then they find her dead.

Pam thinks the daughter did it.

What?

Yeah.

And so then the gym teacher covers it all up,

you know, for his kid.

It's a Greek tragedy.

No.

Well, maybe Pam's husband did it.

I mean, he did run away with a lot of money.

You know what? They found his car in Canada.

No, I mean, you are not doing that story.

Come on. Don't back away from this, okay?

We can do this. Let's make it happen.

You and me.

You are a hard worker.

Respect.

What'd I tell you about popping out of doors?

I told you I was coming over after the show.

Well, you made good time.

I'm pretty sure the credits are still rolling.

How did it go with Maggie?

Oh, well, let's see.

She doesn't think her father is guilty.

She thinks that Jay Messner killed Phoebe

and she asked me to tell you to tell the scary detective,

so that he doesn't suspect her of manipulating,

even though she clearly is manipulating,

which is when I remembered

that I am an ordinary citizen

who does not enjoy solving crime.

Maybe Jay Messner did kill Phoebe.

Can you pass the labeler, please?

Oh.

What are you doing?

What am I doing?

I will tell you.

I have been reading up on ergonomics,

and, apparently,

storing plates on high shelves causes repetitive stress.

Look, Aunt Cassandra,

I know you didn't live in the neighborhood

when Jay left,

but you did live there... For years.

You gotta know someone...

Someone that might know where he is.

I didn't know anybody.

Not well.

I was always working.

The only person I ever talked to was Gwendolyn Nealy.

She and her husband bought the house next door,

about a year before I moved,

but she was very shy.

She didn't know anybody either.

Carlos is doing a story.

He thinks Maggie killed Phoebe.

Our Maggie?

Oh! That's ridiculous!

Did you tell that detective? What did he say?

He doesn't say much, but he is way ahead of us,

which is why we have to find Jay Messner.

He is one of the last people to see Phoebe alive,

and if he didn't kill her, he knows who did.

I can't call Gwendolyn after seven years!

She won't remember me!

She probably doesn't even have the same number.

Gwendolyn?

Hi! It's... It's Cassandra.

Yea... Shaw.

Yes! From Maple Lane.

I know!

It has been a long time, hasn't it?

Can I help you?

Yeah.

I'm looking for Billie Blessings.

Oh, um, she left, right after the show.

She's doing a story about a case I'm working on.

Oh, no, Billie doesn't do stories like that.

I mean, not on purpose.

She does now.

You're that detective.

I just saw you at the campaign office.

Tyrell Price.

You did.

Billie and I are doing the story together.

Did she reach out to you?

Actually, I came to say that if either of you

has any information about this case,

you need to bring it to me,

before it gets released.

Okay.

Okay.

I mean, "Okay, I have information."

Cassandra Shaw.

What a marvelous surprise!

And your famous niece.

I adore your show.

I watch every morning.

Tiny lie.

I make my cook watch, but the recipes are divine.

So, are you both as appalled as I am

by this horrible murder?

We all thought Jay and Phoebe ran away together,

and the whole time,

she was in Ryan Carson's basement?

Shocking.

A detective came by yesterday.

Very impressive.

He could make someone confess just by looking at them.

Well, I assume that's why you called.

What good is gossip if you can't share it?

I'm looking for Jay Messner.

Do you have any idea where he might be?

I hope you're not doing a story.

No.

Absolutely not!

Ryan Carson's daughter is a friend.

I'm just trying to help.

Pam Messner is a friend of mine.

But you must already know that, since she was just on your show.

If Jay were to come back now,

it would destroy her.

Were you at the fireworks, the night Jay left?

Jay Messner is a despicable person.

I hope he's gone for good.

You have a beautiful home.

- Thanks for the tour. - You're welcome.

There he is.

What's going on here?

What's happening?

Oh...

this is Billie.

Hi.

And you remember Cassandra Shaw?

Yeah!

You moved away to run a little restaurant, right? Huh?

Yes. And you seem to have done well.

Yeah, well, you know, we get by.

Oh, don't be modest.

Okay. I did the Greenway.

The whole Greenway?

Yup. Hotels, restaurants, department stores...

The whole shebang!

Well, it's been so much fun catching up.

Mwah! Mwah! Now don't be a stranger.

- I won't. - Nice meeting you.

Bye.

She hates us for using her.

Which we deserve.

She just gave us a tour.

Eh. She was showing off.

That's what people do when they hate you.

I thought you said she was shy.

She was!

It's Gwendolyn.

She wants to be my online friend.

"Accept."

Okay, so let me get this straight.

Pam Messner thinks that Ryan's daughter killed Phoebe?

Apparently, there was a big fight

the night that Phoebe disappeared.

Got violent.

And you and Billie discussed this theory?

She's leaning more towards Pam's ex-husband.

He was a car dealer.

He embezzled a lot of money.

Sure you don't want a chip?

No, I'm good.

I know that cops don't usually trust journalists,

but I think we could really help each other.

No.

Did you know that Billie solved five murders in two years?

She's like a secret weapon.

She's not a weapon.

Her father was a cop.

No, you know what?

I think it's more than that.

It's like, when people meet her,

it's like they feel like they're at home, like,

they met their long-lost friend.

And then they just want to tell her all their secrets.

That's somebody you need on your team.

You know what?

Maybe you're right.

Why does this make me uncomfortable?

Aww, I think you look adorable.

It feels like we're going through her things.

Well, she wants people to see. That's why she posted them.

You know, they were all friends.

We all lived on the same cul-de-sac.

It was kind of hard to avoid each other.

Look at Phoebe's arm around Jay.

I'm surprised that none of them knew about the affair.

"EZ-Homes. ca?"

Wait. Why is a Canadian real estate agency

following Gwendolyn's personal profile?

They did find Jay's car at the Canadian border.

A lot of people live in Canada.

There's a phone number.

I'm calling.

Wait. Maggie, Gwendolyn, Mike, and Pam.

This can't be a coincidence.

Okay, let's not get carried away.

If I committed a murder,

I'd want to keep track of the players.

We don't know that Jay Messner is a murderer!

Hi! My name is Billie Blessings.

I'm a reporter, from Wake Up, West Coast.

I'm looking for a Jay Messner?

Sorry. No one named Jay Messner works here.

Oh, okay, well, maybe I could leave my number,

in case someone knows him?

Yeah. Hang on.

How hard would it be

to get pictures of every single person

who works at a real estate agency?

Jay Messner may be working there under an alias.

Is this for the story you're doing with Carlos?

I'm not doing a story with Carlos.

Yes, you are.

I just had very nice lunch with Detective Price...

The lead detective on the basement murders?

Takes himself a little seriously,

but he seems to be a big fan of yours.

What? I don't understand.

He's coming on the show tomorrow to discuss the case.

What?

Perfect cheekbones.

No eyes.

Okay. All done.

Ho.

Thanks.

You, uh...

You saved me.

What are you doing here?

Well, I don't really think I need to explain myself,

but since you made me a sandwich...

I need a witness,

and the more people who hear about this case,

the sooner I find one.

You don't even watch TV.

Yeah, well, you are making me reconsider that position.

This isn't gonna go the way you expect.

Is this, like, some kind of competitive thing?

Are you upset that I've spoken with your partner?

Carlos is not my partner.

Yeah, well, that's not what he says.

Listen, if you tell this story on TV,

everybody will think Ryan Carson is guilty.

Oh.

Oh, there it is.

You're still trying to protect your friend.

Carlos doesn't care about the truth.

He only cares about ratings.

Thank you for your advice.

I'll take my chances.

How are we doing? Are we good?

Five minutes.

My eyebrows won't stop twitching.

Is that a thing?

It's called stage fright.

So, let me get this straight...

No victim, no weapon,

just bones,

and a watch that belonged to a woman that disappeared

seven years ago.

How do you solve a crime like that?

We're hoping to find a witness.

Well, today is your lucky day...

Because we have a witness.

Can you bring her out, please?

Here she is...

The first eyewitness to the case...

Phoebe Carson.

So...

let's start with the obvious.

Not dead.

No.

So, where have you been?

Canada.

Why come back after all this time?

I came to report a murder.

Excuse me. I think you should see this.

Oh, yeah?

Let's start at the beginning.

Tell us why you left.

Jay and I were in love.

I mean, I loved my husband, Ryan,

but more like a father.

Ryan's daughter accused me of having an affair...

New Year's Eve,

in a very public setting.

I ended the relationship

that night...

I returned the watch that Jay had given me,

but he begged me to run away with him.

I went inside to pack,

and when I came out,

Jay was lying on the ground by the car.

There was a screwdriver in his neck.

Do you think that your husband killed Jay Messner?

He was furious that night.

But so was Jay's wife, Pam.

Why didn't you tell the police?

I was frightened.

I thought whoever killed Jay would kill me.

Okay.

This interview is over.

I'm taking you to the station.

But you said...

We still have five minutes!

Well, can somebody get my bag?

It's in the dressing room!

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you break a case.

And... clear.

That's what I'm talking about!

I told you this would happen the day he was hired.

Who put that woman on my show?

It's...

it's my fault.

She called

from that real estate agency in Canada

and I thought that Carlos and Billie

were doing the story together,

so I transferred her to him.

That was amazing.

A live exclusive?

We're looking at huge numbers

for ratings and social platforms.

Billie's the one that found her.

I wasn't looking for Phoebe, I was looking for Jay Messner.

Which poses the obvious problem...

W-Wait. What are you doing?

Maggie Carson is my friend.

Her father's in the I.C.U..

We just accused him of murder.

Um, Gretchen's right.

We're blowing up on socials...

Hashtag "basement murder."

And get this one... Hashtag "hot detective."

How much time do we have?

40 seconds.

Go.

What are you doing, just standing there?

Go sit with him.

And do what?

This is a talkshow, Lance.

Talk!

Go.

Fine.

Yep!

- You feel okay? - Yeah.

Billie Blessings.

He was awake when I got here.

Maggie told me you took her in.

He said he found the body. He wants to talk to the police.

You didn't see the show?

No.

I didn't.

Why? What happened?

There you go.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I didn't come forward sooner.

It was cowardly.

I guess it took Billie's phone call

to bring me to my senses.

Billie called you?

She called me first.

Carlos convinced me to do the show.

I knew it was the right thing to do.

I wasn't thinking clearly that night.

I just ran.

But you were thinking clearly enough to drive

and get gas

using Jay Messner's credit card.

I didn't have a wallet.

I didn't even have a suitcase.

But I thought you went inside to pack.

I loved Jay.

Did you know about the money?

I mean, you must have been reading the papers.

Jay embezzled half-a-million dollars in cash.

He never told me.

Do you own the real estate agency

in Canada?

I put myself at risk, Detective,

coming here.

And I appreciate that,

which is why we're hoping

that you can spend a few more days,

help us sort everything out.

I don't trust her.

No.

But she didn't have time to bury the body.

She bought gas an hour after she left the fireworks.

The gas station's an hour away.

Mm.

Maybe she had a partner.

Where'd you get that?

Ryan Carson's garage.

Hidden at the bottom of a box of old tools.

The sump pump died...

and I was digging.

I saw...

bones.

The watch...

Phoebe was wearing the watch that night.

I-I thought it was her.

I don't understand.

Why was Jay's body in my basement?

Maybe it was easy.

Phoebe said Jay was killed outside the house.

I called to tell you.

I called Pam Messner.

A killer wouldn't do that.

Did you tell Pam what you found?

I told her campaign manager.

I need you to check the phone at my father's house

and see if he made that call.

I can't leave him.

And if he did call, then why didn't

Pam's campaign manager tell the police?

Maggie Carson,

We have a warrant for Ryan Carson's arrest.

On what basis?

Phoebe's story?

We found a screwdriver in your father's garage.

Now, there's blood where the stem meets the handle.

The DNA matches that of Jay Messner.

I'm gonna file an injunction.

- You can't go into that room. - Maggie...

He's barely conscious!

His life is in danger.

If you try and talk to him, I will sue.

I think you're making a mistake.

Yeah, well, you seem to think that a lot.

Maggie's father called Pam Messner's campaign office.

He told Brad Groelnik about those bones.

Yeah, and who told you that? Maggie's father?

Why didn't Brad do anything?

Well, what else did Ryan Carson say? Huh?

That he has no idea how the body got there?

Someone trying to frame him?

You know, off the record,

because I know this matters to you...

I do not make arrests without cause.

Now, there was lye on that screwdriver,

which means it was buried with the body.

Now, someone tried to wipe it before they hid it.

Now, did you know Phoebe was going to be on the show?

No.

She said you invited her.

No, Carlos invited her.

Ah. And that's why you didn't want me there. Hmm?

So you could spin a story, like you're spinning it now.

- I don't... - No, just...

Please, stop, Billie.

I like you

and I don't want to feel played.

I hope this isn't a fight.

Because we did some incredible work today.

We broke the case!

Why are you here?

I had no idea this guy was your friend.

I was just here to pay my respects.

No visitors.

I've got police officers outside Ryan Carson's door.

Do not go near him.

That guy could use some meditation.

Come on, let's face it, Billie.

Between you and me, it's a good restaurant,

but it's not your restaurant.

Aw, thanks a lot, Al.

I do kind of miss the restaurant.

But I appreciate the compliment.

I'm serious! Come on.

I'm coming to Seattle just for your Osso Buco.

Oh! Mwah!

Billie?

Billie...

Did I lose you? Billie?

I'm sorry, Al, I gotta call you back.

Lucy?

Lucy?

You probably won't do much damage with that.

Seriously?

Were you following me?

You wanted to know if Carson called the campaign?

Well, I heard he did.

All the time, like a crazy stalker.

How do you know that?

Pam Messner's campaign manager.

Brad Groelnik.

Oh, you believe him?

Nope.

I'm starting to have serious doubts

about that guy, to be honest.

I went to the campaign office after the show

to get Pam's reaction.

She wasn't there,

but a volunteer told me on the down-low

that the police found the murder weapon.

They were able to retrieve one print...

and it wasn't Ryan Carson's.

What?

Try that side door.

Locked.

Neighbor said she saw someone.

Well, there's nothing here.

Probably just got spooked.

Hard to blame her.

Guy did have a body in his basement.

Let's get out of here.

It wasn't Ryan's print?

And Brad won't allow the police to get any prints

from the campaign without a warrant.

He's afraid of what they'll find.

Exactly.

So?

Are we working together?

No.

Hard to beat you to the office.

Yeah, I didn't go home.

You need a hobby.

You know what I do with my wife?

Oh, I don't want to know.

Rollerblading.

Cute.

The embezzlement claim

Pam Messner filed after Jay left.

Now take a look at the employee

who thought Jay was skimming cash deposits.

- Brad Groelnik? - Mm-hmm.

High-school drop-out who owns a very nice home

in a high-priced neighborhood.

So, what, Jay embezzled,

then Brad killed Jay to get the money?

Half-a-million dollars cash.

Where did it go?

Pam won't be in today.

She's processing

the tragic death of her ex-husband, Jay,

which she regrettably learned about

while watching your show.

Hi, Brad.

I was hoping maybe you and I could get some breakfast.

I'm busy.

Oh, well, you shouldn't skip breakfast.

It's the most important meal of the day.

Ryan Carson.

Someone left that in my dressing room yesterday.

They probably want me to use it on the show.

I can see why.

They seem like a really close-knit group of friends.

They're always together.

They were.

In both pictures...

It's kind of hard to tell in yours,

but they're all there.

Mike... Gwendolyn...

Ryan, Phoebe,

Pam, and Jay.

You said mine.

Oh, I did? Oh.

That's probably because I'm thinking

that if they're all in the photo,

who took it?

I have no idea.

But you were at the fireworks that night.

It was New Year's Eve. Everyone in town was there.

Maybe Maggie took it, but...

but why would she take a photo of her father like that?

In fact, why would anybody take a photo like this,

unless they planned on using it later?

You need to be careful.

Or what?

I hope you're "waffley" hungry!

Just give us the check.

Is everything okay?

The waffles look delicious.

Can we pack them to go?

Oh, please,

tell me you did not

just interview a person of interest

in my case.

I went by the campaign office.

They told that you took Brad Groelnik for breakfast.

Well, he took me

and we didn't eat.

You like waffles?

Oh, and... I know you were

having a difficult time getting Brad's fingerprints...

Well, maybe you are a secret weapon.

I think you mean "Thank you, Billie."

Um...

I was harsh.

At the hospital.

And wrong.

Quite possible.

Excuse me.

I know you!

Wake Up, West Coast?

You're that detective!

"This interview is over."

Would you mind taking a picture?

Sure!

Can you... make that face?

Yeah, he definitely took that.

Well, if he did, he's dangerous.

You just can't go buy him breakfast.

Hey, Billie!

Oh, hey.

Do you know everybody at the station?

I'm pretty sure he threatened me.

He threatened you?

Mm-hmm.

Sorry, guys.

It's not Brad's print on the screwdriver.

Well, then he's protecting someone else.

We should've closed that restaurant years ago.

I had so much fun organizing the kitchen,

I decided to do the garage.

How would you feel

about asking Gwendolyn Nealy out to lunch?

My hearing must be going,

'cause I could've sworn

you just asked me

to ask Gwendolyn Nealy out to lunch?

I need to know if she remembers Brad taking pictures

the night Jay Messner was killed.

Do you think that I should organize these boxes

alphabetically or by size?

Now, Tyrell seems to think that Brad

has something to do with this.

"Tyrell"?

Detective Price.

When exactly did he become "Tyrell"?

I am so glad I found you both here.

I came to apologize.

I misjudged.

Now, this is just...

a little token

of my appreciation...

for doing that show.

Oh!

Now, it's been awful for Pam, of course,

but she needed to know the truth,

and you ripped off the bandage.

This is so thoughtful of you.

Now Pam can move on with her life,

which is why I have decided to throw a party.

Tonight!

I mean, officially, it's a groundbreaking...

Mike is blowing up an old warehouse tomorrow,

but as soon as Pam sees how much we all love her,

she'll perk up.

I don't know that this is my place, but...

I think it's a great idea!

- You do? You'll come? - Mm, yeah.

Definitely!

Oh!

I'm so glad.

I gotta dash.

Black tie or white?

Black tie. More traditional.

You're completely right. Toodle-oo!

She invited Maggie, too.

You do know that she is up to something.

Which is exactly why we're going.

Sure you want to leave

your father alone in the hospital?

I don't have a choice.

I've got to find out what people are saying.

Somebody wiped that screwdriver, Maggie,

tried to get rid of those fingerprints.

Detective Price thinks it was your father.

It was.

He found the screwdriver when he dug up the skull

and he wiped it clean because he was afraid.

When did he tell you?

When he woke up.

I advised him not to say anything.

He's my father.

I'm gonna do whatever I need to do to protect him.

Break the law?

Sometimes, the law doesn't always protect

the people that it should.

Why the long faces?

If we're gonna get all dressed up,

we might as well enjoy it.

Come on!

How many people do you think Gwendolyn invited?

Looks like a lot.

Oh, I wouldn't be surprised.

Mike and Gwendolyn Nealy are big contributors

to Pam Messner's campaign.

Oh, the new detective.

I'm Billie's aunt.

I almost didn't recognize you in that tuxedo.

Oh, the pleasure is entirely mine.

Yes, it is.

Didn't realize you'd be here.

I told you this would be fun!

There you are.

Dazzling.

Isn't this fun?

Just like those British TV shows

where everyone dresses up for dinner.

Hey-hey-hey! Who wants a martini?

Ha-ha!

Wow. That dress is fabulous. Follow me.

Darling.

I'm so happy you could make it.

I was just saying to Mike...

When was the last time Maggie came home?

Well, work keeps me pretty busy.

Maybe you had an intuition...

about that basement.

Any idea what this is about?

No. How did you get invited?

The reason we don't have programs for women

is because we don't have enough women in office.

Indeed.

Tell me, Detective, do you have a family?

Uh, it's just me.

I guess that you're married to your career,

like my niece.

Oh, they have a professional relationship.

He's not her type.

I'm surprised Pam is still talking to us.

She wasn't,

until I reminded her that she's doing the show tomorrow.

Right. The groundbreaking.

Did you ask her about Brad?

You and I aren't working together, remember?

There she is!

Our guest of honor.

You said it was just us.

Plans change.

I had to invite her...

for you, Pam.

Almost everyone who was with Jay

the night he tragically died

is here.

I think we should build a timeline

and find his killer.

Anyone who doesn't want to contribute

is free to go.

Pam?

I think you should start.

Tell us what happened, after the fight.

Mike and I drove you home...

Brad came, in case I needed help.

Then Jay showed up.

I told him the marriage was over.

He had a bag already packed.

The money.

I went to lie down

and Gwendolyn got me a sleeping pill.

And Gwendolyn and I, we-we, uh...

we stayed the whole night,

in case Jay tried to come back.

Where was Ryan?

He drove me to the airport.

So...

everyone has an alibi.

Except you.

We don't know where anyone was...

This is just what people say.

What about Brad?

Brad isn't a suspect.

I notice he's not here.

Because Billie accused him of Jay's murder.

Overstatement.

Brad didn't feel safe coming here tonight.

He asked me to share his story for him.

When Brad left Pam's house the night of the fireworks,

he noticed Jay's car in Ryan's driveway.

He suspected Jay

of stealing money from the dealership,

and he thought it might be in the gym bag.

But when he went to confront Jay...

he was already dead.

Phoebe stabbed him.

That's a lie!

He took...

a picture.

Brad took this?

I'm sorry, I have to go, it's my father.

Oh, I... Is he okay?

Do you need me to take you?

No. Please, I'll be fine.

Wait. At least take my car.

Thank you.

You see?

So many people hurting.

Isn't it time you confessed?

Phoebe already told us

that she found Jay's body,

so that photo holds no new information.

Brad saw Phoebe kill Jay.

And unless Brad makes a statement,

it's hearsay.

I'll take you back to your hotel.

And I am afraid...

that I will need this photo.

Thank you for the party.

It was... very helpful.

We sh... We should, um...

Yeah.

- Um, uh... thanks. - Thank you.

Sure didn't see that coming.

I don't get surprised.

I appreciate the ride.

It really wasn't necessary.

Ah, you had to get home somehow.

I want to work with you.

You did say no.

Pretty clearly.

I changed my mind.

I think she likes me.

Brad killed Jay.

He's gonna run.

The campaign office.

They'll have his address.

It won't be open.

If you're in, you're in... 100%.

Will I have to come down to the station?

I will send a car for you in the morning.

Okay.

Goodnight.

Excuse me.

Could I bother you for an envelope, please?

Are you that detective?

From the morning show?

Not really.

Wow! Mr. Price!

I did not know you could do this.

Did you get a police officer?

On his way. Eyes on Phoebe, all night.

All right. Take this to the lab.

We need prints,

and get a warrant for Brad Groelnik.

I'll meet you at the station. I need to change.

I don't know. That's...

That's a good look.

You stick to rollerblading.

What do we do? Ring the bell?

Let's surprise him.

It looks like the killer came through the back gate,

which is hard to confirm...

since you did, too.

We didn't go inside.

I need your phones.

Our phones?

So none of this gets released

until we make an official statement.

Wait a minute. Are you saying that we have to stay here?

We have a show!

I'm sorry.

Well, I guess you changed your mind about Carlos.

I hope it wasn't the tuxedo

because mine is better.

I was afraid Brad would run.

Yeah, well, we don't have to worry about that.

Ryan Carson hid the screwdriver.

He also wiped it down

so you wouldn't find his fingerprints.

Maggie told me last night.

She also said she'd do anything

to protect him.

So you don't think Maggie went to the hospital

after the party?

I think you should check it out.

Did you call her again?

Both of them. Twice.

Did you call her aunt?

She hasn't heard from Billie either.

Oh, perfect. This is perfect.

Hey! I think they're here.

Whatever they were doing, it looks like fun.

Lucy, come on!

Head upstairs. Get the set ready.

Okay!

I was right.

Phoebe and Brad were in this together.

Brad threw Phoebe under the bus,

so she killed him.

We don't know Phoebe killed Brad.

We don't even know for sure she killed Jay.

You know what? You're right.

All we know is that Brad tried to frame Phoebe

with that photograph.

Why would he frame her?

To protect someone?

But who?

What about Pam?

He's incredibly loyal to her.

And he worked at the car dealership.

Maybe they both killed Jay.

He kept the cash

and she kept the insurance.

Well, let's find out where Pam went last night,

after Gwendolyn's party.

Ohh...

Ugh! Our phones.

So good of you to join us.

You know what? It was my fault.

I was about to call Pam.

Pam canceled.

She doesn't "feel safe."

She said her private life

was exposed at a party last night.

Okay.

I'm sure you have something to fill the segment.

Mm! Terrific. What's in this?

Protein power.

Could've fooled me!

Remember... if they can bake it, you can, too.

And we're clear.

Unbelievable.

I thought I was a journalist.

Uh, Billie?

Your aunt left a message.

She said she's been trying to call you all night.

I'm going to Pam's to find out why she canceled.

You have the groundbreaking ceremony,

live, in two hours.

I promise, I'll meet you there.

Where were you?

I'm sorry. It was a long story.

The police confiscated my phone.

Did they take Maggie's phone, too?

Maggie's not here?

I've been calling the both of you.

I've been wild.

I thought the two of you were stalking that campaign manager,

looking for Jay's killer.

Brad is dead. Somebody stabbed him.

Where's Maggie?

I don't know.

But she told me that she would do whatever it took

to protect her father.

Answer it.

I can't.

Billie?

I got this number from your assistant.

Listen, I'm sorry, but I have got some bad news.

Is it Maggie?

Okay.

I understand. I'll tell her.

What? What did... Did Maggie kill him?

Is she dead?

What's going on?

Phoebe's missing.

I don't understand.

She texted Brad after the party

and then she disappeared.

Oh, thank God, Phoebe did it.

Did what?

Brad's dead.

The police think Phoebe killed him.

Oh...

What is all this?

Are those police files?

Copies of files.

My dad's case.

I know someone at the D.A.'s office.

Wait. That's where you were all night?

- Copying files? - What do you know?

A perfectly logical explanation.

Well, I've been a terrible daughter,

so the least I can do now is defend him.

You don't have to defend him.

The police are looking for Phoebe.

Yeah, but even if Phoebe killed Jay,

she didn't bury him.

They'll say that my father buried Jay to protect her,

and they have plenty of evidence.

Is that the screwdriver? The one that killed Jay?

That's my screwdriver!

- What? - I labeled it... right there...

So no one would take it.

She bribed a housekeeper to give up her uniform,

then picked up this car from the hotel garage.

Now, according to the GPS,

she drove to a vacant lot, then here.

She probably got on a train.

How'd she get to Brad's house?

She must've taken a cab.

You don't drive a car with a logo to a murder.

Yeah, a taxi isn't much better.

Yeah, well...

she is smart.

For every lead we have to follow,

gives her more time to get away.

I'll call a cab company.

No, head over to the train station first.

See if anyone saw anything.

- I'll check the lot. - Okay.

It was part of a toolkit

that I just found in my basement.

The screwdriver is missing,

and I am pretty sure

- I lent it to Mike Nealy. - Mike?

But how did Phoebe get it?

Mike did a lot of work for my dad.

What was the name of his company?

Hey! Yo. Yo! Careful!

- Detective. - Mr. Nealy.

Be careful. Construction site.

Potassium hydroxide?

Yep. Cleans concrete.

Yeah. It's lye.

And that's why the sign says "no visitors,"

so nobody gets hurt.

Hey, uh, why don't we go back to my office?

Okay, so, Mike's company filed for bankruptcy

a year before Jay was killed,

and then they restructured.

Is it possible Mike could've had a key

to your dad's house?

Oh, he definitely had a key.

Mike lived next door to Jay.

They spent a lot of time together, socially.

What if he knew about the money?

There was a fingerprint on the screwdriver.

The police never made a match.

Maybe it was Mike.

We need the toolkit.

It's in the garage. I know exactly where.

Okay, you guys go.

I'm gonna look for something here.

Okay.

You know, Detective, I just... I, uh...

I want to apologize

for Gwendolyn's behavior last night.

I was... ha! I honestly had no idea that was coming.

You've been working on this project for a-a long time.

Ooh, si... seven years.

It must feel good. Revitalizing the economy.

Oh, well, as a matter of fact,

we're... we're about to launch phase two.

We're gonna be blowing up these two old warehouses here,

to make way for a luxury hotel.

- Huh. - Every muckety-muck

in this city is coming.

You gotta share with me.

I mean, really, how did you get started?

I bought a parcel of land,

one thing led to another.

Yeah. Yeah, I bet.

Hey, uh...

what brings you under my fence?

Well, Phoebe... She went missing last night.

You know, after the party.

Well, I'd run too,

if a photo put me at a crime scene.

I need Wally to meet me at the waterfront,

as soon as he's done with the cab company.

Send a squad car.

We're back!

Billie?

Billie? Oh, no. I don't...

I do not... like this.

Hi. My name is Cassandra Shaw.

I'd like to speak with Detective Price, please.

Yeah?

Billie is missing.

I think she might be in trouble.

She was right here.

Maggie and I drove to my house, not ten minutes away,

and by the time we got back, she was gone!

Okay.

Billie?

I wanted to thank you.

- Thank me? - For that party.

We baked these on the set this morning.

I remembered you saying you love the recipes.

How thoughtful.

Well, I apologize for the lack of ceremony.

Mike and I have an event this evening,

so we sent the staff home.

This is Detective Price.

Did the lab get the match on the fingerprint?

Stand by, Detective.

To be honest,

I thought you'd be upset about last night.

My little... trick.

I was very impressed.

What you did was very brave.

You and Pam must be very close,

for you to take such a big risk.

Pam and I got very close after her marriage broke up.

It was especially brave for you to use that photograph.

Why do you say that?

Because it wasn't Phoebe.

I think that when Brad went

to Ryan's house the night Jay was killed,

Phoebe was there,

upstairs packing.

I think Brad saw you.

Brad was blackmailing you, wasn't he?

That's why you and Mike

were such big contributors to Pam's campaign.

Pam is my dear friend.

Not back then.

Cassandra said that you didn't have friends.

Cassandra wasn't really part of our group.

Well, neither were you.

It was Phoebe and Jay,

starring in their own movie.

You and Mike were in trouble...

About to lose everything...

and nobody knew.

Something must have snapped that night.

You saw a chance and you took it.

It might have worked

if Ryan didn't find the bones...

and Phoebe didn't come home.

Say what you like.

You won't prove it.

When you showed everybody this photograph,

Phoebe knew it wasn't her.

That's why she texted Brad.

You're making up stories.

You can't see anything in that photography.

You can see a watch.

Just like this one.

Well, plenty of people wear watches.

Not Phoebe.

She gave hers to Jay that night

and the police found it in Ryan Carson's basement.

You were afraid that Brad was gonna tell the truth...

so you killed him, too.

I wouldn't.

You put down that knife, Gwendolyn.

Now, you're under arrest for the murder of Jay Messner

and Brad Groelnik.

For what? A watch?

I don't even own one.

Well, maybe not anymore,

but we found your fingerprint

on the screwdriver that killed Jay.

Now put it down.

Put it down!

Now!

Your aunt called.

I put it together.

You think you're so smart.

You have no idea what Jay Messner was like...

Always taking and taking...

Never thinking about anyone but himself.

He used to make fun of my husband.

Mike is a good man.

He used that money to rebuild this city.

We all did better without Jay.

Every single one of us.

Not Ryan.

Not Maggie.

And where's Phoebe?

She texted Brad and that's why you killed him,

and then you went after her.

The groundbreaking.

I am committed

to strengthening our local economy

by supporting progressive growth industries

which provide long...

And here we stand, by this abandoned warehouse,

about to be detonated by Pam Messner,

candidate for Mayor.

It was not easy.

The road was long...

Carlos.

Uh, you've got a phone call on my personal number.

- It is a pleasure... - Hello?

To launch the next phase of our riverfront redevelopment.

Excuse me! But the police believe

that there's somebody in that building!

What?

That's ridiculous.

We... We... We inspected it this morning.

I would not take his word for that!

It's a state requirement!

All right, you know what? We have a signed permit.

Police officer!

You know what? I'll tell you what.

Fine. I'll do it.

Freeze!

Put it down!

On the table.

Put it down.

You committed two murders, Mike.

Don't make it three.

Put it down.

Put it down now.

Let's go.

Come on.

You do realize, if Phoebe's not here,

you just cost both of our jobs.

Here!

Call an ambulance.

Hey.

You're gonna be okay. It's over.

It's okay.

♪ If you want my lovin' ♪

♪ If you... ♪

Thank you all for saving my life...

In more ways than one.

Well, you should really thank Aunt Cassandra.

She's the one that cracked the case.

Like I always say...

A good labeler has many virtues.

Hey, everybody!

- How you doin'? - Oh, hey, Carlos.

Those flowers!

From Pam. She asked me to bring 'em.

They're beautiful.

I wanted to apologize...

For everything.

I think it's time that we put this behind us.

Don't you?

♪ Baby, baby ♪

I do.

Please, take a seat. I'll get you a drink.

There he is!

The star detective.

Happy you could join us.

I'm glad you could come.

Yeah.

I wouldn't have missed it.

A toast! To old friends.

Thank you.

And to new ones.