All language subtitles for Mr.And.Mrs.Murder.S01E01_English

(mysterious jazz music)
(heels tapping)

(employee whistling)

- Your mama know you're out?

(elevator button beeping)

- What are you doing here?

You check in with me, remember?

- Consider me checked in.

(elevator doors rattling)
(gentle orchestral music)

(ominous orchestral music)

(door latch clicking)
(door hinge creaking)

(hand knocking)
(door latch clicking)

(telephone beeping)

(woman screaming)

(haunting music)

(woman sobbing)

(mysterious jazz music)

(playful jazz music)

(van whooshing)

- Oy!

What on earth do you think you're doing?

- We're the cleaners.

- Yeah, I'm Charlie Buchanan.

This is my wife, Nicola.
- Hello.

- There is a trade entrance
at the rear of the hotel.

- Yeah yeah I know, we went round the back

but it's blocked off
by crates and lobsters

and we can't get our gear through.

- We're told it's urgent.

- Oh, it is, it is.

Swipe card room 2012.

We've closed off the entire floor.

We need you in and out
as quickly as possible

and through the back way, please.

I will deal with the lobsters.

- Right.

I bet the police don't have
to contend with lobsters.

I bet your friend Detective
Constable what's his name

gets to use the main entrance.

- Peter's a full detective now.

- You know why, don't you?

It's 'cause you solved

that man in the water tower case for him

and the one where the lady
got her face eaten off

by bugs in the museum heist--

- You solved those cases too, sweetie.

- Yeah and he gets a promotion,
we get to use the service entrance.

- Well, he's in a position

to throw a lot of work our way now,

so you know, be nice to him.

- He's a full detective, is he?

- Mmhmm.

- He'll be lounging around
telling us what to do.

It'll be hard to be nice to him.

- I know Peter, he's not
gonna try and lord it over us.

(elevator dinging)

- Marty O'Connor was traveling
with his business manager,

- Pat McVay.

She looked after his
public speaking tours,

books, positivity seminars.

- Business manager,

snow falls and he makes a
career out of it, it's amazing.

- I found his stuff very life affirming.

Have you read "Like Whale White Out"?

- No, no, I missed that one.

- I have the audiobook.

I'll lend it to you if you want.

- And how's the business
manager taking it?

- She's been too distraught
to talk to us as yet

but she's staying next door.

- Did she find the body?

- No, no, she was in the bar.

She has a tight alibi.

The hooker by the name of, (snapping),

Fredrika found the body.

- O'Connor used hookers?

- Can we not say hookers?

It's a very, very unpleasant word.

- Sorry sweetie.

- No, it's not you darling.

- O'Connor and McVay, had
these adjoining rooms booked

but when they checked in,
someone else was in here.

The hotel had to swap
them at the last minute.

Fredrika claims that she was
here for one of her regulars

who was usually in this room.

- So who's the regular?

- One of those delegates
for the think tank thing?

- Escort?

That's much nicer.

- Mistaken identity perhaps?

- Sorry to rain on your parade

but at this stage, it's
looking like a botched robbery.

Room service guy was sprung in the act

and things turned nasty.

- [Charlie] Jezebel?

That's lovely, that's lyrical.

- So you've made an arrest already?

- Oh we're talking to him,
he's denying everything.

That only gets you so
far when you're caught

with a bloody knife in your hand.

He reckons he was struck on the head,

lawyer says he's confused.

Ms. McVay?

- Who are you?

- I'm detective Peter Vinetti.

- Vinetti, you wanted to see me?

- Yes, yes, yes I did.

Shall we go next door?

- I'd prefer to go somewhere
where there's some fresh air.

- Mmhmm.
(playful orchestral music)

- Paramour, concubine are
more your mistresses really.

- Mmhmm.
- I prefer courtesan.

Or if pressed, harlot.

- I think that's a little bit harsh.

Something lighter like
floozie, that's nice

and you can still be a nice person.

- Hang on--

- [Employee] You can't fire
me for something I didn't do!

- Subject of a murder investigation!

- I'm the best person in
room service you have!

- I'm sorry, I--
(person thudding)

- What, I'm calling security.
- Go on then, go!

Call security, do it!

What is that, no you can't take that--

- No, no, no--
- You can't take that please!

- No it's hazardous material--
- No, no--

- And it needs to be disposed of properly.
- But it's got evidence on it,

it's got stuff that can clear me,

please, please?
- The police have

all the forensic material,
we're just the cleaners.

Truly.
(employee groaning)

Are you all right?

- (huffing) He sacked me!

I was employee of the
month and he sacked me.

I didn't do it, I mean, why
would I come back here if I did?

I didn't do it, all right?

I didn't kill him.
- Well,

you're innocent until
you're proven guilty.

- Yeah, I wish.

(mysterious jazz music)

- You're doing that face.

- What face, the supermodel one?

- No, no, the Harriet the Spy one.

- Oh, he didn't do it
Charlie, you saw him,

he was so shaken, he was devastated.

And he turned up for his shift.

It's wrong place, wrong time.

- Wrong bloody knife in his hand?

- Yeah, I admit that looks bad.

Looks can be deceiving.

- Do the supermodel face.

- Oh--
- Go on.

Go on.

Oh!
(elevator dinging)

- Who'd want to kill Marty O'Connor?

Guy's a national hero.

- Well he's New Zealand's national hero.

- All those kids who went
out in the avalanche?

Do you remember that footage

with the hand coming out of the snow?

Such a survivor.
- I know.

I read one of the books he wrote about it.

- Well when you think about all the ways

that he could've died on that mountain,

all the ways he almost
died on the mountain,

bet he'd never thought he'd
end up in a luxury hotel suite.

I bet whomever killed
O'Connor had one of these.

(door lock beeping)

- [Charlie] Probably
knew how to use it too.

- Oh these things are programmed
not to work the first time.

(door lock beeping)

Or the second time.
(key card clicking)

- May I?

Make a lousy murderer.
- I resent that.

- It's all a question of exact timing

and interface pressure.
(key card beeping)

(door latch clicking)

- Who are you?

- We're the cleaners,

I'm Nicola and this is my husband Charlie.

- They're outsourcing this?

- Well it's a crime scene,
so they need professionals.

- Oh not that you're not
a professional I'm sure,

it's just this is, this is what we do.

- Just don't forget the taps.

Guests always complain about the taps.

- Okay.

- No I wasn't the only one
up on that mountain that day,

I wasn't the special one or the brave one.

You know, I was simply the one who knew

we would get down that mountain alive.

I didn't make apologies
for wanting to live.

And you shouldn't either.

After that experience, I decided to form,

Survive Your Life Enterprise
and just help people

get down off that mountain, alive.

- Getting self help advice from somebody

has always struck me as being
a contradiction in terms.

- I think we need to find out more

about whoever was in this
room before O'Connor.

Maybe they were the real target.

- Yeah.

- Do you wanna go downstairs

and sweet talk the hotel manager?

- I'd rather scale the
bloodstain on that carpet.

Right, ready this time.

Ha ha ha!
(Nicola chuckling)

- You see, 'cause scissors cut up rock.

- I didn't know that.
- Mmhmm.

- You're very good at this game.

Oops.

Sorry.

That was fun, we should do the Madison.

- No, I just wanna go upstairs.

- Yeah, good idea.

Ah, John, we're almost done.
- Oh excellent.

About before, you can imagine
what something like that

could do to a business like this--

- No, no, no need to apologize.

- Well I appreciate what you're
doing, it can't be pleasant.

- No, no, it's awful.

Someone like Marty O'Connor?

He can't have too many enemies can he?

- I, I wouldn't know.

- Wasn't there a mix up with the bookings,

wasn't there somebody else in the--
- Anyway, thanks again for your help,

just leave the swipe card and your invoice

at the front desk when you leave.

- Right, yeah.
(mysterious jazz music)

(brush scrubbing)

(Nicola exclaiming)

- Oh, God, sorry, I
didn't, I didn't hear you.

- I'll wear a bell next time.

- You don't wanna come in here--

- Well of course I
don't want to be in here

but I have to pack up his things.

Sorry.

- No, that's fine.

Were you working together for long?

- Since the avalanche.

Well, a few weeks after.

Marty had no idea how to handle the media.

We formed Survive your Life Enterprises

in the back of his old camper van.

Know I floated on the stock exchange.

Bizarre world isn't it?

- Did you hear anything last night?

- Did I hear Marty being murdered?

- I didn't, I didn't--
- No,

I was in the bar the whole time.

He came up to do a phone
interview about the new book.

I stayed on in the bar with Emile.

Like I said, I was there the whole time.

(mysterious jazz music)

- Did Marty have an enemies?

I can't get my head around

why anyone would wanna
murder someone like him.

- The police said it
was a botched robbery.

- Right.

- They didn't mention
anything about enemies.

Did they actually say
(mysterious jazz music)

anything was missing?

- Oh, no, not that I know of.

- Well, I'll come back
when you're finished.

- (in German accent)
Well he came into contact

with this gentleman at your hotel.

I believe it was room 2012.

Yeah that's fine but this
is his personal physician,

Dr. Schlidecke, I'm in possession

of sensitive medical information

that may be of interest to him.

Yah, yah, well, if he contacts you,

would you mind terribly
contacting me on this number?

Yah, yah, all right then,
yes, thank you very much,

goodbye to you sir.

- Look at this, LSD.

I found it in the tread of Kate's tire.

- How do you know it's LSD?

Oh you didn't lick it did you?

- Well just you know, enough,

you know, just enough to be sure.
And look, there's a second one sweetie.

I found that in the
drip tray of the fridge.

- Well it doesn't
necessarily mean anything

when she's in and out
of here all the time,

doesn't place her at the murder.

- She was in the bar the whole time.

She kept on saying like she
was trying to convince herself.

- Or you.

And you weren't convinced, were you?

- Kate McVay is involved
somehow, I know it.

(guests chattering)
(low party music)

Why were there drugs in
Marty O'Connor's room?

Maybe it has something to
do with the botched robbery.

- Did you know that Jane Goodall presented

one of these things last year?

- Oh is that the gorilla lady?
- Yeah.

- I like her.

Maybe the drugs were O'Connors
and that's why he was killed?

Maybe he was a drug dealer and the whole,

survivor motivational
thing was just a front.

- How much of that paper did you lick?

- Maybe he was framed,
maybe he was framed by

Miss I was at the bar the whole time.

- Nic, what are you doing?

- It's for later.

- Bar snacks contain urine.

- It's never been proven.

You know, we should get a room.

- Why, as if I didn't
know you insatiable minx.

- So that we can investigate
a little bit further.

- All right, I'll go
and talk to my friends

downstairs at the desk.
- Ooh.

- Hey Charlie.
- Peter.

- Where's Nic?

She said she had something for me.

- Oh did she?

Well she's just down
there, sat at the table.

- Thanks.
- Okay.

Oh Peter?

Try the bar snacks.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Wow, you look.

- LSD.

- Scram, new hybrid party drug.

- New hybrid party drug, found
in Marty O'Connor's room.

- And in his tox report.

Lots of it.

Must have been off his nut

when the room service guy turned up.

- Why would a man who's
about to do a phone interview

take an hallucinogen?

And they happened to be
found in Kate McVay's wheel.

- She has an alibi, remember?

- Yeah, I was in the bar the whole time.

- Yeah, she was.

Apart from a short bathroom break.

- How short?

- She was gone for
approximately six minutes.

Not enough time for
someone in a wheelchair

to go upstairs up to the 20th
floor, stab someone to death

and then get back in time for their round.

- I don't think it was
a botched robbery though

and I don't think it was room service Dan.

Why would he open the door

to a prostitute if he
just murdered somebody?

- I don't know, I'm sure
you're gonna tell me.

- I will.

Just as soon as I figure it out.

- Have a safe trip, goodbye.
- Thank you.

- Hi.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- I thought you'd gone.

- Well we were so impressed
with the hotel we thought,

why not treat ourselves
to a couple of nights?

- Why not indeed.

- Now we quite like the 20th floor

and I'm guessing you've got
a few vacancies up there.

- Actually we do.

Industry discount coming
up and to compensate

for my appalling brusqueness
earlier, I'd like to throw in

a complimentary day spa
pass for your lovely wife.

- Thank you.
- It's my pleasure.

Your suite sir.

- Not so bad yourself.
(both chuckling)

Thank you.

Just one more thing,

I'm guessing you're a bit
short staffed at the moment,

given you've had to let certain staff go.

- Aren't your too busy
running your own business?

- Well no, no, not me, not me, my niece.

And she's keen, she's
reliable and she's very cheap.

(playful orchestral music)
(traffic whooshing)

(curtains swooshing)

- So according to Peter,

Marty O'Connor's phone interview

was due to start at 7:30 PM,

and Fredrika arrived
at approximately 8:15.

- Oh fizzy, no, no.
- What?

- Pen chewing.

It's unsanitary at the best of times,

particularly in a hotel.

- I thought they replace
these after each guest.

- Do they?
- Do they?

I don't think so.
(rapping on door)

- [Staff] Housekeeping.

- You go.
- No you go.

- I'll go.

Jess?

- Hello, good morning please--
(bags shuffling)

Put them anywhere.

- Halfway through an NBA

and you've got me working as a maid.

- Well, probably count
towards the degree, won't it?

- Ralph Alanso, room 1902.

- You made our niece work in a hotel

so that you'd get the name of the person

who was in the room before Marty O'Connor?

That's really good sweetie.

- So, what am I looking
at and listening to?

- Anything on Kate McVay.
- Got it.

- Well I'll check out room 1902.

(hands slapping)
(mysterious jazz music)

Hello again.

Just out for a walk.

You too?

Nothing like a nice constitutional.

- So Holly, what's the weirdest thing

you've seen working in the hotel?

- Oh I don't know, snake in a bathroom?

Some guy thought I'd be
interested, I wasn't.

- What do you mean an actual snake

or is that a euphemism?

- No an actual literal snake, a Tipan.

I wasn't interested in
his euphemism either.

(can crunching)

- So do you usually work the same rooms?

- Really, less talking.

(bell ringing)

Thank God, tea break.

Come on.
(object clattering)

(elevator door dinging)

(conference goers clapping)

- Welcome everyone to the fifth annual--

(cell phone ringing)

- Peter?

What?

When was this?

- [Speaker] Melding of Minds or M-O-M

is about finding harmony and synergy

and increasing the frequency of the world.

We live in a space and in a place

where people are more and
more connected to technology

than they are to one another.

But, we're all searching for connections.

- Have you been talking to Frank?

- No, no, should I be talking to Frank?

- No, just thought maybe
we had a friend in common.

- Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank.

No, no, I don't believe I
know anybody called Frank.

- Do you need to be introduced?

- To Frank?

- Uh-huh.
- Hmm?

- Mmm.
- Don't understand

what you must mean.

My first Melding of the Minds conference,

I'm not up on all the
protocol, forgive me.

- Yeah.
(chair squeaking)

- Hmm?
- If you see Frank,

say hi for me.

- In the creative mental
space during adolescence

and finally, Alice Murphy--
(mysterious jazz music)

As she discusses the precipitous rights

of genetically modified food.

And is this a battle that
we can realistically win?

(audience clapping)

- Honey, I'm home.

- Hi sweetie.
- Where are you?

- Here.
- Ah, good Lord woman,

you know how much those things cost?

- $8.50.
- Thank you.

What's the matter?

- Oh the police found a
stolen watch at Dan's place.

It's not O'Connor's
but they traced it back

to a theft at the hotel.

- Oh.

- How did you go?

- I don't know, I really don't know,

it was all very cryptic.

- Does he seem like somebody

that someone would want to kill?

- Yes.
(door latch clicking)

- Mini Bar.
- Jess,

you doing mini bar?

I could've saved $8.50.
- $8.50 is outrageous.

- Ooh, you thrifties would've made a day.

- Any news?
- No.

Holly's not much of a talker.

Anyway room service Dan is down there

kicking up such a stink

that nobody can hear themselves anyway.

- All right, room service
Dan is downstairs?

- Yeah.
- Now?

- Yeah.

- Sweetie, important stuff.

- Well I'm not leaving until he sees me!

- Just clean out your
locker and go home Dan.

I'll call the cops.

- Dan, what's happening?

- Innocent until proven
guilty you told me,

well try telling anybody here that!

(hand pounding)

- The police must have their dance too

or they would've charged you.

- Well they're circling, I can feel it.

- Think about how it looks!

- I can't help how it looks,
I only know how it was!

- How was it Dan, what happened?

(breathing heavily)

- I came to clear away.

I called out, I went in and
he was already lying there.

I checked to see if he was breathing

and then something heavy
hits me, something hard

and then afterward,

I come to, I'm lying on
Mr. O'Connor, groggy as,

there's blood all over me--
- Is that when

the strumpet came in?

The lady of the night, is that
when she came in the room?

- The hooker?

- Yeah, the hooker.

She said you had the knife in your hand.

- Yeah, yes.

Well I got up, I saw the
knife and I picked it up.

I don't know why I picked it up.

I wish I hadn't!

(gentle orchestral music)
(Nicola humming)

- Does this look like the kind of thing

that might have hit you?

- Where'd you get that?
- Laundry chute.

- You'd be surprised what
guests throw down there.

I found a Tipan in there once.

- Where's the laundry
chute on the 20th floor?

- At the end of the
corridor, past the lifts.

(mysterious jazz music)
- Past the lifts.

- End of the corridor.

- Which is where I saw Kate headed

when I was casing her room.
- Laundry chute.

Enough capacity to accommodate
a candlestick holder.

All the way down with no chicane.

- She was in O'Connor's room.
- Hit him in the head.

- Hasn't she got an alibi?

- Yeah she was in the bar the whole time.

- Toilet break.

- Yes, we need to prove that
Kate McVay got to and from

that pool bar and killed Marty O'Connor

in under six minutes.

Sounds like a job for Allen.

- Excuse me.
- Hi.

For you?
- Thanks.

- Allen, we were wondering.

- I thought you might be.

- Charlie and I, actually I,
have been doing some research

for my novel and I've hit a bit of a wall.

There's a character in a wheelchair

and she's, he--
- Well,

we need to know how fast you
can go in your wheelchair.

- How long would it take you to go

from here to our room and back.

- In my chair?

- And stab someone to death.

- It's room 2016, I need you
to go as fast as you can,

not too fast, raise any
suspicions, just casual.

- Yes, I'm striving for realism.

- Although not, we hasten to add,
not actually stab anybody to death.

- No, no, just go to the room long enough

to stab someone to death.

Say--
- One minute and 15 seconds

yeah?

- Yeah.
- And then you can come back.

- All right.
- Yeah, you'll do it?

Great, okay.

- Ready?
- Yes.

(suspenseful jazz music)

There we go, five minutes and 35 seconds.

- So she could have made it.

- Yes but you're forgetting one thing.

If they used an average
sized hotel steak knife,

there would be quite a lot of blood.

- They'd have to clean themselves.
- And even if they wore protective gear,

you'd have to factor in
another minute and a half

to fully clean up before you came back.

- So there's no way Kate could've done it.

- Well maybe she was
wearing a very red dress

and nobody noticed the blood.

What are you doing?
(plastic crunching)

- They'll leave more
under our pillows tonight.

- It's stealing, if somebody
sees you, I'm doing a runner.

- That's it!
- Hmm?

- That's how Kate could've done it.

She's actually able bodied.

We don't know how she ended
up in that wheelchair.

For all we know she can walk,
if not run, really fast.

We just have to prove it.

- Well how do we do that?

- By tipping her out of the chair.

(guests chattering)

Charlie there she is.
- Okay.

Now we're not really
gonna tip her out are we?

- Of course not.
- Good.

- You are.
- Hmm?

- You're stronger.
- Oh I can't do that.

(guests exclaiming)
- Oh!

- Oh I'm so sorry.
- Oh!

- Let me help you with your leg.

- You two are still here?

- Yes.
- Oh,

so do you always take this
long cleaning up a room?

- No, we thought it
was such a lovely hotel

that we'd stay a few nights.

- While cleaning up a murder?

You thought the hotel was lovely

and you'd stay a few nights?

- It sounds weird when
you say it out loud,

but the views, they're
magnificent aren't they?

- Stunning, absolutely wonderful.

Oh that's yours, I'm so sorry.

- So can you, move?

- Oh yeah, yeah, sure, sorry.

- Thank you.

- Oh, those legs are quite lifeless.

I'm feeling really bad.

- No, no, don't feel too bad

'cause there's something else I noticed.

- Mmhmm?
- Have a seat.

The Survive Your Life
credit card in Kate's wallet

is not hers, it belongs to a guy.

- Marty O'Connor?

- Well maybe, it's the company
name on the credit card.

- How do you--
- Well the credit card

has a got a curve in it, you see,

when men have credit cards,
put them in their wallet, okay?

They put their wallet in their back pocket

and they sit on them all day.

And that causes a bottom
induced curvature.

- Charlie, you're brilliant.

Remind me to kiss you later.

- Deal.

- What's Kate doing with
Marty O'Connor's credit card?

- Curved, uncurved.

Curved, uncurved.

Curved--

- And this was the urgent call?

- Kate could have O'Connor's credit card.

You said the wallet was
found next to his body.

- Yeah but there's
nothing missing from it.

- Yeah but she could've swapped them.

And the blow to Dan's head was low,

from when he was checking to
see if O'Connor was breathing,

that could be from wheelchair height.

- Well, that's jumping to
conclusions a little Nic.

That's unlike you.

- It's exactly like me.

- Peter, just check the wallet all right?

Look at the credit card,

you'll be able to work out if it's Kate's.

- Okay, I'll keep you posted.

- Thanks.
- Thank you Pete.

- The niece.

Now, do I wanna know why she's here

and wearing a hotel uniform?

- No not really.
- No I wouldn't bother.

- No.
- Thanks Peter.

- Thanks bye.
- Jess.

- This hotel work is very political.

I think I need a lavender bath.

- [Nicola] What happened?

- Holly and this other
mate got into an argument

about swapped shifts and who owes who.

- Whom.
- Whom.

And now, I'm working a double shift.

- When did they swap?

(mysterious jazz music)

Where are the rosters?

- In the staff room.

(heels tapping)
- Hi.

(elevator dinging)

- It's in here.

- Cover for me.

- You do realize this contravenes

every one of the hotel's privacy policies?

- It's for the greater good sweetie.

- Well can you tell the
manager if we get caught then?

Hi Chef, how are you?

Hurry up.

- Hah!

Holly swapped working
Thursday for Saturday.

- But Saturday's the night that--

The night of the murder!

- Yes it was.

For some reason, Holly
deliberately swapped shifts

so that she was working
the night of the murder.

Don't you think that's interesting?
- Mmm, that's interesting.

- And apparently, the company credit card

in O'Connor's wallet was straight.

You were right, it was Kate's.

And there's some serious misuses on it.

Which reminds me.

- Hang on a minute.

If head office was onto her

and she was trying to pin it on O'Connor,

wouldn't you have twigged
and tried to expose it?

- Unless he was already dead.

- So you're saying Kate was in the room

after O'Connor was murdered?

- Maybe, or maybe she saw a
chance to swap the credit cards

and frame O'Connor for the embezzlement.

And then Dan comes up, Kate
hides and then she panics

about getting out of the room.

He'd stand and flees back to the bar.

- What about the drugs though?
How does Holly fit into it?

- I haven't figured that out yet.

- So do you wanna go back up or?

- I've already booked day spa.

(knocking on door)
- Housekeeping.

- Come in.
- Oh, I can come back.

- No, no, that's fine,
that's Holly isn't it?

Come in, I was just making
myself a cup of tea.

Do you want a cup of tea?

- No thanks.

- You sure you don't want a cup of tea?

It'd be fine look, I've
got a full kettle here

and then it'd just go to waste.

- Okay.
- Yeah?

Great, fantastic, all
right, what do you want?

Orange breakfast, English Breakfast,

there's a Scottish thing--

- Actually this is my brand.

- Ah, Bell.
- Yes.

- Bell, now see I have an Aunt in Donegal

who sends me a box of this every birthday.

- Really?

- Well thank you, that's great.

Well that's for you obviously.

- Oh would you like one?
- I would love some Bell Tea.

Excellent, thank you very much indeed,
it's very kind of you.

It's funny eh, you don't
have a New Zealand accent.

You know, usually I'm very
good, usually I pick it

but you don't have any.

Say egg for me?
- Egg.

- Egg, so you have no short front vowels.

I hope I'm not insulting
you by saying that.

(chuckling)

(relaxing meditation music)
(Nicola moaning)

- Mmhmm?

- Mmm, that's interesting sweetie yes.

O'Connor's from New Zealand too.

- He is?

- What are the chances
they know each other?

- One in four and a half million?

Are those your reading cucumbers?

Have a look at this.

'Cause believe it or not,
they did know each other.

Seems O'Connor bullied Holly
all the way through school.

- Oh God, he held her head underwater taps

until she choked, that's awful!

- Motive do you think?

- Yeah, bullying in school's
not the sort of thing

that people forget, I mean
that festers and grows.

I've hated you all these years.

Watched you become an international hero,

everybody love you,
the motivational books?

Peter needs to pull Holly in and ask her
about her history with O'Connor

and why she swapped shifts that night.

- That's good.
- Hmm?

- That's really nice.

- Ooh.
- Thank you.

- That is nice.
(cucumbers crunching)

(mysterious jazz music)

(diners chattering)

- Hello, hello, how are you?

- All right doc, what
is it, what do you want?

- I want some scrambled eggs.

- Scrambled?
- Yeah.

- You on the level?
- What's that?

- Are you for real?

- Don't know what you mean.

- If you don't know Frank,

then you don't know me, you understand?

- Looks lovely darling, can I take those?

- Is this Frank?

- I'm gonna go and sit at the table.

- All righty.

No I'm not Frank I'm Fredrika.

- Ah, Fredrika.

It's a very, very interesting
name, it's very unique.

- Do you have a reservation?

- I don't know Johnny, I'm
not crazy about your tie.

(Charlie chuckling)

Don't worry, that wasn't meant for you.

I'm meant to check in with
him first, when I'm working.

- Ah yes, yes, yes.

Oh I see, I see, you're a professional.

- Actually, that's the second time

I haven't checked in with
him this week, naughty me.

(both chuckling)

- Well don't worry about
him, he blows hot and cold.

- So do I.

- (gulping) Yes.

That's, you should keep that.

- Oh, no, no, no, you keep that, yeah.

You never know.
(giggling)

- Sweetie I was just
on the phone to Peter.

Apparently Holly has an airtight alibi,

some sort of disaster in the laundry,

she was folding the washing all night
with the hotel manager.

So disappointing.

- Don't be too disappointed.

I just met a prostitute.

(Nicola gasping)

- That's Fredrika.

She's the one that found O'Connor.

- Oh right, right, good.

- Well you have to call her.

- Me?
- Yeah.

- No, no, I'm not calling,

it would be unseemly

and I couldn't do that
to you and she probably--

- She has info.

We need info.

Book her for an hour.

(knocking on door)

- You know, she's just through here.

Hello darling, this is the prostitute

I was telling you about?

Fredrika this is my wife
Nicola, Nicola, Fredrika.

- Hello.
- Oh hello there.

I see.

- Oh no, no, no, no.
- Oh no!

- That's okay, I do this all the time.

- No, no, no, we just wanted to talk.

- Of course you just wanted to talk.

What do you want to talk about?

Has one of your been naughty?

(all chuckling)

- No, no.
- Actually--

- Okay, let's relax.

Isn't this cozy?

- Yes, it's a lovely room.

- Now I can sense that you
two love each other very much.

- Yeah.
- We do, very much.

- For many years now--
- And there's nothing wrong

with exploring your sexuality.

- Great, very good.

We're interested more in
exploring the recent--

- So let's start with a rule.

This is a safe place
to play, no judgments.

What happens here, stays here.

- Oh no, no, no, no, no.
- Okay.

Yeah.
- Oh good, great.

I can feel we're getting
somewhere over here.

Let's start with you Nicola.

Oh don't you have a beautiful face?

- Oh thank you, it's moisturizer.

- So why don't you start
by telling Fredrika

what you want, what you need?

- Okay, oh!
(giggling)

- Just relax, just breathe, yeah?

- Okay, I need for you--
- Yeah, yeah?

- To tell us--
- Yeah?

- What happened the other night

when you found Marty O'Connor?
- Yes.

- If that's okay?

- If you could do that, please?

- Thank you.
- No?

- I've told the cops everything I know.

- No, no, no!
- Fredrika,

what we'd like though
is to hear it from you.

- It matters to us that an innocent man

is about to be charged for
Marty O'Connor's murder.

- How sweet.

All right well, I arrived
at the hotel about eight.

- To see Marty O'Connor?

- No, Ralph.

- You didn't know Marty O'Connor?

- Of course I knew Marty
O'Connor, he was everywhere,

he was a hero.
- Sure, sure,

but you didn't know him,
in a, nether regional area?

- I didn't know him intimately.

- No.
- If you like.

- No Ralph was my regular.

I saw him every time he came into town.

Always in that room, sometimes
it was every couple of weeks.

Sometimes I wouldn't see
him for a month or so.

And then lets see, oh, I
bumped into John at the lifts,

he was snippy about me not checking in.

- And by John, manager John?
- Yeah.

And then I headed up.

- And what time was that?

- Just after eight.

(mysterious jazz music)

- But he lied, he said he
was in Holly with the laundry

at the time of the murder.

- Why would you do that?

Why would you alibi someone with a lie?

- Family, love, money?

- We're on.

(both vocalizing jazz music)

We should go, we should follow him.

(mysterious jazz music)

- So I was at the elevator,
I was in the laundry,

I was everywhere, that's my job.

- So you're omnipresent, right?

- I have to be.

- Oh.
- Holly, hi.

- Now I understand why
you gave her an alibi.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Really?

Tell me Holly, are you
okay with your boyfriend

being an accessory to murder?

- What?

- O'Connor went to Whyhope
Primary School with you

and he tormented you and you hated him

and I don't blame you.

Those things he did to you,
that stuff stays with you

and it damages you.
- That's enough!

- What do you mean by accessory to murder?

- They're messing with
you, don't listen to 'em.

- The thing I can't understand
is why you drugged O'Connor.

- I didn't drug anyone.
- That's it,

I'm calling the police.

- Holly, if Dan takes the fall for this,

he's going to jail for 20 years, at least.

You don't want that to happen, do you?

(birds chirping)

(melancholy piano music)

- He wasn't just a bully, he was a sadist.

When we were at school he used to,

choke me, he locked me in cupboards.

Even gave me a concussion once.

I wanted to just stay away, ignore it but,

I couldn't let that
man go on with his life

without realizing what
that had done to me.

I thought if I just spoke to him

then maybe I could let it go.

So I went to his room.

He was crazy.

He was off his face he, shouting at me,

he was crowding in on me,
he was, he grabbed me.

Yelling, pushed me up against a wall,

it was just like being
at school and then--

I lost it.
(sniffing)

I grabbed the knife and I stabbed him.

- Well the police know that know

he was drugged to the eyeballs Holly.

- Self defense Holly.

- They'll never believe me.

- You need to tell them your story.

(van chugging)

- You know, if O'Connor wasn't on drugs,

none of this would've ever
happened, what a mess.

- How did he end up on Scram?

I mean it had to be an accident,
nothing else makes sense.

But how do you ingest something
like that accidentally?

(mysterious jazz music)

Sweetie?
(van door slamming)

Charlie?
(van door banging)

(plastic crinkling)

- Ah ha ha ha!

- The pen?
- Mmhmm.

(traffic whooshing)
(trolley bus dinging)

- Peter, can I, can I knock on the door?

(fist knocking)

Hello.

- Mr. Alanso?

These gentlemen would like
to have a look around,

if you don't mind?

(feet shuffling)

- You know, using
conferences to sell drugs

is actually quite clever.

Because you can network, you take orders

then you pop up to the
hotel room and fill them.

- I wonder why he didn't offer any to me?

- You got a pure and decent face sweetie.

- Have I?
- Yeah.

- Well thank you darling.

- Look what we found.
- Aha!

So we were right, he used
the drip tray in the freezer

to set the blotting paper in.

- You stir the solution with a pen

and O'Connor chewed the pen and--

Oh, here he comes.

- Just so you know,

I knew you were a cop
from the moment I saw you.

- Oh, well give my regards
to Frank won't you?

- Actually I'm the cop.

- [Charlie] Well that was fun.

- [Nicola] Yeah we should
do that every week.

- [Charlie] Well, let's
not get too excited.

We don't want what's his name
becoming a chief inspector.

(hands swishing)

- You know sweetie, hotels
actually encourage you

to take things and I think they
want us to have moisturizer.

And all the toiletries,
shampoo, conditioner, soap.

- [Charlie] Did I say anything?

- No but I could sense you
wanted to through the walls.

- No, no, no, no.

In fact, I've come 'round
to your way of thinking.

What do you think of this?

- Sweetie--
- Yes, hello.

- [Nicola] I never pegged you as a thief.

- Oh yes, yes, yes.

Please, don't underestimate
the old cunning force

that is your husband.

No, no, no, crime excites me.

Excites me, I'm drawn to
it as a moth to a flame.

I almost stole those coat
hangers from the cupboard.

- Really?
- Yeah,

they were hanging there provocatively.

I heard their siren song yet I resisted.

And of course, also, how could
we forget the ironing board?

Still there are some things
that one doesn't have to steal.

- Oh.
- The phone system

was interesting, I thought
of stealing that as well.

- Sweetie?
- Hmm?

- You know that the hotel's

gonna charge it to my credit card?

(crickets chirping)

(mysterious jazz music)

(upbeat tribal music)