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Last Saturday's 12-Down

nearly ruined my weekend.

Those crossings felt especially cruel.

I still don't know what that word means.

"Cheugy"? It means outdated or uncool.

Just like you, Wallace.

Like all of us, I fear.

Well, Morris is just trying to keep the puzzle relevant.

Relevant to whom?

I don't see any twentysomethings here, do you?

And yet half the words in the puzzle lately

- are text abbreviations. - Shh.

He is right over there.

Have some respect.

You're looking well this year, Simon.

What's different?

You changed your hair.

And are you wearing cologne?

I guess this means you heard about Elaine's divorce.

If Simon's preoccupied with a crush,

we might all have a chance at winning the tournament.

Speak of the devil.

Hi. Hi!

I'm so glad I made it in time for the mixer.

My flight was delayed. It was agony.

Is everyone excited?

My train was delayed.

The subway, I mean.

I-I took the 1 from my apartment,

and, uh, someone said there was an incident on 86th Street,

so I guess, uh, that was the cause of the delay.

Huh.

But I... I'm staying at the hotel for the tournament.

I booked a suite.

It's surprisingly roomy.

It's going to be a fun week, hmm?

Oh, stop.

It's the moment you've waited for all year.

Many of you traveled from far and wide to get here.

And as the editor of our beloved puzzle

for these past 27 years,

and as founder of this tournament,

I am truly honored that you did.

So, without further ado...

that's A-D-O, not A-D-I-E-U, but you already know that.

Solvers, get ready, get set, begin your crosswords.

So, walk us through what's happening here, Morris.

These are Division A solvers

working on their first round of crossword puzzles,

which get harder throughout the day.

Solvers with the best times

advance to the semifinals tomorrow.

- And then? - Semifinalist winners

make it to the finals next weekend,

where the top three players will compete

for the title of tournament champion.

I'll be on the edge of my seat.

And for all you listeners at home,

if you like what you're hearing today,

please consider donating during our matching grant.

Now more than ever, we rely on supporters like you.

That clue in puzzle three was beyond insulting.

A TikTok dance, really?

Apparently, it was quite popular.

Someone should really talk to Morris.

This is getting out of hand.

They also spelled "yas queen" with three "S's."

It's not right.

It's not right with one "S" either.

I suppose I could mention it to him.

Morris invited me out for dinner this week.

He did?

But you're a competitor.

He's putting you on the spot by asking you out.

It's an abuse of power.

Well, I don't mind.

I'd like to get to know Morris better.

How about that last 8-Down?

Talk about a nail-biter.

Simon Carroll. What's wrong now?

Did you ask Elaine McClusk on a date?

That's none of your business.

It's unethical, Morris. She's a competitor.

And she just got a divorce.

Would you give the woman a moment's peace?

As if you're not already circling.

It's against tournament rules.

Wrong. I wrote the rules, remember?

There's nothing about sharing meals,

but I do have a rule about badgering the judges.

The penalty is 15 seconds added to your time.

You can't do that.

See you down there.

Y-You used to thrill us!

You referenced the classics, geopolitics and real music.

Now it's all lazy clues and subpar pop culture references.

Who is it for?

Why are you bending to the will of a generation

that gets their news from an emoji?

This puzzle is an institution, that you've destroyed!

And stay away from Elaine!

You're disqualified! Permanently!

- But you... - If I so much as see you watching,

security will escort you out.

I'm calling Marjorie to let her know.

Solvers, get ready.

Start your puzzles.

Congratulations to

this year's semifinalists.

Well done, solvers.

We'll see you all at the finals next weekend.

Bailey?

Bailey, where are you?

Bailey?

Morris Long?

The Met Tribune crossword editor?

Well, he was booked at a rental cabin nearby.

Such a shame.

- I love the crossword puzzle. - And this is a homicide?

Our ME said he died of asphyxiation,

which was a surprise.

At first, we thought it was a heart attack or something.

We don't get many homicides up in Stillford.

- So, how can the NYPD help you? - Our victim was staying

at the New York Pendleton Hotel last weekend.

It's there that I think he was murdered.

- Why is that? - Well, for one,

our ME noted lividity all along the backside of his body,

meaning he died face up,

but when we found him, he was face down.

So someone moved him.

But where did they move him from,

the cabin or the hotel?

And when does the ME think he died?

Between four and six days ago.

We know Morris was at the hotel in the city six days ago.

After that, it becomes unclear.

He never officially checked out

but somehow checked into the cabin Monday morning.

Any leads in Stillford, Deputy?

Uh, fingerprints in the car, uh, witnesses?

Nothing. And the car was wiped clean.

All right. NYPD will take it from here.

We'll be in touch, Deputy.

Detective Edwards, this one's yours.

Yes. Thank you, Captain.

As a fan of the crossword, it would be my honor.

Elsbeth, you can go, too.

Oh. Are you sure?

I'm sorry.

What's wrong?

A crossword puzzle case seems right in your wheelhouse.

The thing is, I don't do the crossword anymore.

Uh, as you know, I have a tendency to become...

consumed by puzzles.

I already have too many words and thoughts

rattling around in my head.

And did you know they have a crossword archive?

One vacation, I spent the entire week trying to beat my time,

and I didn't make it to the Eiffel Tower,

so I broke up with the crossword.

Wordle is enough for me.

I'm sorry to throw you back off the wagon,

uh, but you could be useful here.

And who knows where this case will lead?

You probably won't be around crossword puzzles at all.

Alec Bloom is not who he pretends to be.

He had a comfortable middle-class upbringing,

yet he plays poor for votes.

Don't fall for it.

He said he was homeless, but Alec Bloom's family

lived in a building where units sell

for over a million dollars.

Can you trust Alec Bloom to deliver on his promises

if he can't even tell the truth about himself?

No, you can't.

Paid for by the Coalition of Concerned Voters of New...

I told you it was bad.

It definitely isn't good.

I looked into this Coalition of Concerned Voters.

It's made up of a bunch of foundations,

one of which is run by Winnie Crawford.

Judge Crawford's widow has been keeping busy.

I should've never had lunch with her.

I knew she couldn't be trusted.

And where did her people get all this stuff, anyway?

Alec Bloom's opposition

has been tracking the same contacts I did.

Only they managed to get more people to talk.

You mean lie. None of this is true.

Politics is a dirty game.

You know that better than most.

I thought Chicago was bad.

Plus, Teddy is still keeping his distance,

which means he's been avoiding Gonzo,

and that really hurts.

She stopped smiling in photos.

Teddy's probably just feeling protective.

Not that you need protecting.

Teddy thinks I'm not very rational

when it comes to my love life.

Are you?

No. But can you blame me?

The eyes of the entire city are on Alec Bloom,

and his eyes are on me.

And, oh, he can really wear a suit.

Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry.

I think I need more girlfriends to talk to.

You do.

- Elsbeth. - Yes?

- You ready to go? - Yes.

I read through the entire autopsy report.

There were traces of black-and-white nylon fibers

in Morris Long's nasal passages,

maybe from a scarf or pillow of some kind.

Huh.

If Morris lived in New York, why was he staying at the hotel?

You'll see.

Only in New York.

I thought I was obsessive.

Excuse me. NYPD.

Can you tell us where we could find

the people who run the tournament?

I can't believe it.

Murdered?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

When was the last time you saw Morris?

Last Saturday, during the Division A starting rounds.

He went up to his room at the lunch break,

and he never came down.

Morris texted me to say he wasn't feeling well.

Did anyone else working the tournament see or hear from him?

No.

He messaged me Monday morning

to say he'd left town to recuperate.

I assumed it was serious

since he hasn't missed a tournament in 27 years.

This whole time I thought he was sick,

and you're saying Morris was dead?

That's horrible.

But it's just so odd.

What do you mean?

Well, you said he was staying at a rental cabin upstate,

but Morris has his own cabin in the Poconos,

which is just as far from the city.

Mm.

Who here knows the tournament and Morris Long best?

That's easy: the best solvers.

We all heard he was out sick.

Who would do such a thing?

Morris Long is a controversial figure.

He's beloved, of course,

but he received a ton of hate mail.

Morris had been hiring younger constructors lately.

Constructors?

The people who create the puzzle.

I thought Morris did that.

No, Morris edited the puzzle.

He wielded a lot of power.

People would get furious with him

for allowing the use of slang,

the Internet lingo, the younger musical references.

Did anyone complain to his face?

No one would dare.

Except maybe Simon.

He's won more times than anyone, so I suppose Simon felt

he had carte blanche when it came to Morris.

Come to think of it,

Simon was carping about Morris last weekend.

Something about Morris asking Elaine out on a date.

I get the sense Simon is kind of enamored with her.

But who here doesn't have a crush on Elaine?

Especially now that she's divorced.

Hear that?

Now it's in tune.

I think so?

Wow.

So, how long have you been a piano tuner?

- Oh. 38 years. - Wow.

I used to be a concert pianist.

I went to Juilliard.

But performing lost its appeal.

Everyone has an opinion.

Whereas pitch, it's either right or it's wrong.

We heard you were upset about

Morris asking out another player named Elaine.

Someone said you had a crush on her.

Who told you that?

I thought she was married.

Divorced, actually.

So you told Morris about your disappointment?

I mentioned it to him in between rounds.

May he rest in peace.

My disfavor with Morris

didn't have anything to do with my friendship with Elaine.

It was a tournament issue.

I just didn't think he should be singling out competitors.

Oh, I can understand that.

Did you take up your disfavor with anyone else?

Ah, you all use such great words.

'Cause why say "disapproval" when you could say "disfavor"

and make people stop and wonder what you're talking about?

So, did you tell anyone else?

Someone like Marjorie, the chairwoman of the newspaper?

No. I let it go.

Yeah, hold on.

Six seventy-five.

I always carry exact change.

- - One of my best qualities. - Oh.

- May I clear these for you? - No, no, no.

Don't touch those. That's my study materials.

The finals are in two days.

Did I answer all your questions?

For now.

Oh. One more thing.

What did you think of the job

that Morris Long was doing as editor?

I always respected Morris. You know?

He was... he was letting the puzzle evolve,

which I know a lot of people didn't like.

I always relish the opportunity to try new things.

You know, pop culture, linguistic trends.

The puzzle keeps me young.

Luckily, no one else has stayed here since Morris.

What are you doing?

What do you think this is?

Broken plastic?

Yeah.

Could be nothing.

So what are you thinking, Detective?

I'm thinking I hope the next guests don't use the bathtub.

- Why's that? - Front desk got multiple calls

from this floor last weekend.

Apparently, the ice machine kept running out of ice.

As in, somebody was trying to keep a body cold?

Meaning the killer was waiting to move the body.

Semifinals were last weekend.

So we're right to be looking at someone from the tournament.

Mm-hmm.

But how did the killer move the body down to Morris's car

without anybody noticing?

Trudy.

- Hi. - Hey.

- I love your bag. - Oh.

Do you mind if I feel it?

Oh. Sure.

Thanks.

Ah, that is such a cute crossword pattern.

The tournament hands them out.

I'm sure if you ask, they'd give you one.

Oh. Whoa.

Yeah, uh, after we heard the news about Morris,

I need to drink away my sorrows.

I'm so sorry about your friend.

Ah, thanks.

I really shouldn't be drinking before the finals,

but I don't think it matters.

Simon will probably win again this year.

I wish I knew his secret.

Simon says...

Oh, that's funny.

"Simon says."

He says that he loves keeping up with pop culture,

that it keeps him relevant.

Simon said that?

Please.

We all try to keep up with pop culture,

but none of us like it.

Simon least of all.

Years ago, the puzzle put in a reference to Survivor.

This was before reality TV took off.

And Simon got so mad, he wrote an angry letter to Morris.

He pestered him until the paper printed an apology

and promised to never reference that genre again.

Of course, that didn't last long,

but Simon made his point.

I think he takes a perverse pleasure in complaining.

You don't say.

Well, I'll let you get back to your sorrows.

- Oh. Thanks. - Again, I'm so sorry about your friend.

Thank you.

- That feels so nice. - Okay.

You know, it's slippery out there.

You should be salting it every morning.

I registered my concern with the concierge,

but apparently no one got the message.

You know, if I slip, I may have to...

What is she doing?

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Elizabeth... or-or Alice Beth.

I-I forgot your name.

Elsbeth Tascioni. 15 letters.

Elsbeth.

You are upsetting Elaine with all this police business.

She's not bothering me.

I'm upset because of what happened to Morris.

He was such a brilliant man.

- Mm. - There was really no one else quite like him.

Oh, come on.

Elaine, cheer up.

I mean, we-we all have to go sometime.

You don't have to cheer up.

It's a big loss.

It sounds like you really loved him.

Loved him? She barely knew the man.

Actually, I think I did love him.

It's just so tragic it took Morris dying

for me to realize it.

Aw.

Uh, you know, in times like this,

it's important to stay connected to people.

You're right.

I should move up my flight and head home to Boston tonight.

No, don't do that.

Stay and finish the tournament.

You're such a talented solver.

Y-You've worked so hard.

Really?

It's what Morris would have wanted.

I'll leave you two alone.

Good luck, Elaine.

Simon.

Ooh.

What?

We have a love triangle:

Simon, Elaine and the memory of Morris Long.

And do you see all those black-and-white swag bags?

- They're made of nylon. - Good catch.

I'll call CSU.

They can collect one to test

against the fibers from Morris's autopsy.

I also got copies of hotel security footage,

so maybe we'll get lucky there.

Simon told us that he didn't complain to anyone else

about Morris dating a player.

But after speaking with Trudy,

I don't think Simon is the type to let anything go.

- Oh, okay. - Yeah.

All right.

Can't sleep?

Oh.

Not a wink. I hope I didn't wake you.

Ah, no, it's okay. I can't sleep either.

You want to do the crossword with me?

- You're halfway there. - Mm.

On all of them.

I don't like being constrained by one box.

Ah!

You're still thinking about the campaign ad, aren't you?

I-I don't know why I'm surprised by it,

but to-to suggest that my family lived

in a million-dollar apartment is ridiculous.

I mean, what it costs to buy now

versus what it rented for back then

is exactly what I talk about in my campaign.

It's too late to be this angry.

Alec, I have to tell you something.

One of the foundations that produced that ad

is run by Winnie Crawford, Judge Crawford's widow,

who I recently had lunch with.

You had lunch with her? Why?

Well, she seemed to want to know the truth

about her late husband.

Instead, she asked about you.

What did you tell her?

Nothing.

What is there to tell?

You're so clean they had to manufacture dirt on you.

She really doesn't like you, does she?

Well, the ideas I represent are a threat

to people like Winnie Crawford.

We play for very different teams.

I just wish she didn't target you.

You're so good and honest.

You don't belong in the ugly world of politics.

I used to defend the governor of Illinois.

Did I not mention that?

You truly are a remarkable woman.

Although you may have taken on too much

for 3:00 in the morning.

Let's see.

Seven letters. "Alien bestie."

Starts with an "E," ends with a "T."

Oh. E.T.

The little boy.

"Elliott."

Aw, I love that movie.

I never saw E.T.

We didn't have a VCR. Don't tell anyone.

Really?

Oh, we can watch it together.

But just be warned:

the ending always makes me cry hysterically.

Elsbeth, if I win this election...

what'll that mean for us?

Well, I don't know.

I guess you'll have to win first.

Okay.

"South Dakota."

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

To be clear,

nobody asked you to stay up all night doing the crossword.

All those empty squares were taunting me.

I looked through puzzles for the last ten years,

and I found a pattern in Morris Long's editing.

Mm-hmm?

The earlier puzzles are definitely

more intellectually challenging.

They include harder words.

And there are an awful lot of references to Anaïs Nin.

And the newer puzzles lean into

pop culture and youthful expression.

I could have told you that.

Now, but it's still a fun way to pass the time

while I drink my expensive coffee.

And then there's today's puzzle.

There's something off about it.

It feels... old-fashioned.

Take 23-Across.

The clue is: "To behave in a humble or servile way."

And the only thing that fits is "cringe,"

which is one definition of the word.

Unless you're under 35. Then it means something else.

According to my children,

it's "cringe" when Claudia and I dance in the kitchen.

Exactly!

Although I disagree with your kids.

I think that sounds really sweet.

- Aw. - So why...

Wait.

When did Morris Long edit this puzzle?

Morris sends us the edited crossword

in two separate batches:

the weekday and the weekend puzzles.

He emailed us this weekend's puzzles

last Monday morning at 11:45 a.m.

Morris was dead Monday morning.

But I have his email right here.

We think someone else accessed his email account.

Perhaps his text messages, too.

It's highly likely that Morris was never sick.

Are you saying I was texting with Morris's killer?

Oh, my God. I had no idea.

Ms. Lee, how hard is it to edit the crossword puzzle?

It depends who's doing it.

They'd have to know the puzzle and its language intimately.

Which many of the top solvers do.

Solvers always think they can do Morris's job better than him,

but editing the crossword is much harder than it looks.

Is there any way to get

an advance copy of tomorrow's puzzle?

What for?

It couldn't hurt to get a few expert opinions.

The southwest corner was a mess.

You can't cross the name of a town I never heard of

with the name of an obscure 18th-century publishing house.

Okay, see, I like this word: "laity."

But the clue was too vague.

"The ordinary people"?

I thought he was referencing the film, but nothing fit.

Are you sure Morris edited this?

No.

I'm sure of it now, this wasn't edited by Morris Long.

I thought it was okay.

Better than usual, actually.

I notice your lanyard is broken.

Your string is tied, and the others have a plastic clip.

What happened?

I... I don't know.

Cheap plastic things, they break.

Are we done here?

Because I really would like to study for the finals.

Sure. You're free to go.

Thanks.

Thank you. That was fun.

Oh. You dropped your key card.

You know, you shouldn't leave the envelope on.

Someone could find it and get your room number...

606.

That's Morris's room.

Why do you have his room key?

I knew it!

You were sleeping with Morris.

Please don't tell my husband.

Morris and Trudy were having assignations?

And he still had the gall to ask you out?

I guess you could never trust a sleaze like Morris Long.

How long had you and Morris been seeing each other?

Once a year for the past four years.

We had no contact outside of the tournament.

Well, one time he wrote me a letter,

but that was in response to my letter.

I took issue with a clue

for "damson plum" because traditionally damson...

Maybe just focus on this year's tournament.

When did you and Morris meet up?

Just the one time.

At the kickoff party, uh, last Friday night,

Morris slipped me his room key and told me to come by at 11:00.

But I swear, that was the only time I was in his room.

Why should we believe you?

Because Morris never allowed any romantic contact

on Division A puzzle days.

What about your husband?

Tom? He doesn't do the crossword.

He's dyslexic.

Uh, I mean, was he jealous?

Maybe he came to confront Morris and things got violent.

Oh, that's impossible.

Tom didn't have a clue.

Good one.

Sorry.

I thought that was intentional.

Where is your husband now?

He won't get here until Sunday.

Tom drives me here and back from Delaware every year.

I don't drive, so...

Y-You don't drive? Like, ever?

I never got my license.

Okay, Trudy. That's all for now.

I can go? Oh, thank you.

I'm so behind in my studying.

I'm so curious.

How does one study for the crossword tournament?

Most of us review old puzzles.

Right. I noticed Simon had a stack of those at the bar.

Oh, he has more than a stack of them.

Simon always overdoing it.

He brings an entire trunk full of them.

He does? What kind of trunk?

I know it's around here somewhere.

There he is.

This guy.

He left the hotel at 4:30 a.m. Monday morning with a trunk.

That's Simon, all right, with a very big trunk.

Big enough for a body.

Now how do we prove it?

There you are.

Wow, it's humid in here.

It's getting noisy down there.

People keep singing off pitch.

Can you tell us where you went Monday morning at dawn?

We saw you on hotel security footage

rolling a giant trunk.

That's my packing trunk.

I took it home with me uptown.

I needed a decent shower.

The hot water in this hotel is a joke.

Can you prove you went home?

Sure.

I have a taxi receipt here somewhere.

If you were just going home to shower,

why did you bring your trunk?

Because I stayed there all day to study.

Trunk is where I keep my puzzles.

You should really consider consolidating all of this paper

onto a tablet or something.

It's much more convenient to do the puzzle online.

No, that's not how you're supposed to do the...

Never mind. You do the puzzle your way,

and I will keep doing it my way.

Ooh! I would love to learn your way!

I just got back into the crossword... temporarily.

This one's from two weeks ago. I found it in my recycling bin.

What's the problem?

Oh. Well, I keep getting stuck here in the corner.

17-Across.

The clue is "unrealistic," but I keep coming up short.

When you have a problem, you have to work around it.

- May I? - Mm-hmm.

"Everyday font."

"Arial."

That crosses with "atrium."

- Oh. - Right, and you have

"data bank."

Now you have more letters to tackle your problem word.

- Uh-huh. - And there.

Wow. That was so cool.

I'm not familiar with this word, though.

"Delulu." What... Is that Italian?

No, it's slang.

It means delusional.

Oh.

Like when someone thinks they have a chance with a person

who's way out of their league?

Sure. That's one way to use it.

You must really have to keep your finger on the pulse

to be so good at the crosswords.

Well, I'll let you get back to studying.

It's nice talking with you.

Ah.

What are you so happy about?

My son is finally coming over for dinner.

He's been avoiding me,

so I had to coax him with my famous lasagna.

Well, I hope you weren't planning on dinner tonight.

Simon Carroll lied to us.

I'm sure he did.

About what specifically?

Officer Paulson tracked down

the cab driver from Simon's receipt.

He doesn't remember any passengers

with a big trunk Monday morning.

And anyway, the driver had his golf clubs

in the back of his cab all last week,

so he wouldn't have been able to fit the trunk.

So, Simon put Morris's body in his trunk,

and then he took the elevator down...

six floors, loaded it into Morris's car,

and then, without the trunk, Simon took a cab 30 blocks up...

and across to his own apartment,

got a receipt, and then he snuck back down...

to the hotel to drive Morris's body...

out to the cabin.

That is quite the puzzle.

I think we need to see that trunk.

See? Filled with puzzles, just like I said.

Smells like brand-new leather.

How long have you had this?

It's hard to say.

What's this?

Just normal wear and tear.

Is it?

Or were you trying to age a brand-new trunk by

scuffing it up with a tuning fork?

That's a wild accusation.

Oh, I think it makes perfect sense.

If, for some reason, you got rid of your old trunk

and needed to replace it.

You have a fanciful imagination for a gumshoe, don't you?

Do you really think that I would kill someone

who I consider a friend, someone who I've known for decades,

and I drag his body out to the middle of nowhere?

And then what, I-I hitchhike back to the city?

There's a train, actually.

I wouldn't waste an entire day of studying

on such a macabre and grotesque expedition.

I would never hurt Morris Long, because of who he is.

He's the man behind the one thing

that has consistently brought joy into my life.

Since the age of nine, I have been doing

the Met Tribune crossword puzzle every single day, without fail,

in the newspaper, the way God intended.

So, if you have nothing else to ask,

please, would...

would you leave me alone and let me study in peace?

I'm thinking of a six-letter word for "he did it."

Mm.

What if we can find Simon's old trunk?

I bet it's up in Stillford, somewhere near the cabin.

If we can prove that he was up there,

we can prove he killed Morris Long.

Sure, but I don't have time to go upstate.

I have other cases.

Simon wasn't even the first suspect to yell at me today.

I'll call Deputy Bernard.

Leave it to us, we will find that trunk.

Well, that was a bust.

We checked every garbage dumpster

between the cabin and the train station.

Not my favorite way to spend an afternoon,

but you do have a lovely town.

I'm just so stumped.

Where did Simon put that trunk?

Best guess? It's at the bottom of the Hudson River.

But it was a noble effort.

Are you sure you don't want me to drive you

to a station closer to the city?

Oh, no. That's okay. I love the train.

I can catch up on my reading.

- Is there a newsstand here? - Oh, sorry, not at this station.

All we have is that old newspaper box.

Oh, that'll do.

Ah!

These old newspaper boxes are so frustrating

if you don't have exact change.

Hold on.

I got it.

Somehow, people are pushing through

after the devastating loss of Morris Long.

The only thing that seems to lift anyone's spirits

is the excitement of watching Division A finalists

solve their final puzzle onstage.

And now is a good time to remind listeners

that we're still looking for donations

during our matching grant.

Please.

We beg you.

I can't keep playing this game with you.

The final puzzle is about to start.

Oh, we're sorry, but I think you'll want to hear this puzzle.

We solved every clue!

We know you had "words" with Morris

in his hotel room last weekend,

most likely about Elaine, since the two of you had eyes for her.

Calling Simon Carroll

to the main stage.

Simon?

Finals start in one minute.

Fine, yes, I have a crush on Elaine.

That's not a motive for murder.

Well, that argument got pretty heated,

which is how you broke the clasp on your lanyard.

We found a piece of it in Morris's room.

And then you

suffocated him with a swag bag like this one!

Using any kind of bag to kill someone is just wrong!

But you had a problem:

You couldn't miss the tournament.

So you left Morris's body on ice while you kept playing.

All right, we have to move on

to the fourth highest score: Elaine McClusk.

Come on up here, Elaine.

What?

Okay, solvers, start your puzzles in three, two, one.

You were smart, though.

Taking a taxi home was a clever way to explain

why you and the trunk weren't in the hotel on Monday.

But we know you didn't take the trunk home.

You brought it and Morris's body

to the cabin that you rented using Morris's email.

Where you left his body in the woods.

Had he not been found so soon,

you might have gotten away with it.

But you didn't. Why?

Because you are a creature of habit.

And what is the one thing that you do

every day, without fail?

The Met Tribune crossword puzzle!

Just like the one that you bought at the train station

on your way back from dumping Morris's body.

We found your fingerprints

on the quarters in the newspaper box.

Lucky for us,

you always carry exact change.

Simon Carroll, you're under arrest

for the murder of Morris Long.

Thank you.

Simon.

You won?

That's as it should be.

What's going on?

I didn't mean for any of this to happen.

I'm afraid Simon

killed Morris.

Is this true?

I did it because I'm in love with you, Elaine.

Who asked you to do that?

Not exactly how I imagined my first win.

Oh, I hope it doesn't spoil it.

You earned that trophy.

Thanks.

My kids will be so happy.

They helped me study. They're both in high school,

so they keep me in the loop on new expressions.

I really loved how Morris put in all those younger references.

Lately, the best part of doing the crossword

has been getting to do it with my kids.

I do love The Goonies.

And, yes, I had the vintage lunch box.

But if we're talking best films of the '80s...

Otherwise known as the late 1900s.

Please stop calling it that.

Then it has to be E.T., hands down.

Oh, I love that movie so much, but the end always makes me cry.

Perfectly acceptable reaction.

Pass the lasagna, please.

My sweet Teddy.

I missed you.

Let's not fight ever again.

Mom, I need to say something.

I'm sorry I can't see what you see in Alec.

M-Maybe it's my new job, or maybe I'm just a cynic

and one seed of doubt is one too many,

but all that matters to me is that you're happy.

He seems pretty nice, and he makes a real effort,

so if you like Alec, um, I'll keep trying.

No.

Don't ever doubt your intuition.

I think Alec is a liar.