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[instrumental music]

Mark my words, Lawrence, if these teetotalers get their way

prohibition will be enacted.

It'll never happen, sir.

You can actually make your own record, Francis.

In shellac, right, Mother?

And play it on your own gramophone.

- Isn't that thrilling? - Fascinating.

A man's libation is sacred, worth going to war over.

The war to end all wars wasn't enough for you, Father?

Elizabeth, please restrain our young filly from eavesdropping.

I'm 18, Father, hardly a filly.

Lawrence, I don't know how you tolerate

Francis' behavior the way you do.

I find her spirit refreshing, if somewhat droll.

And I find being spoken about

as if I weren't present somewhat irksome.

That is quite enough out of you.

Mary Pickford's got a new picture out.

- Should we all go? - You two go.

I've had my fill of female histrionics for one day.

Don't frown, dear. It makes you look so dour.

Votes for women.

Ratify the 19th Amendment so women can vote!

Speak of the devil. Teetotalers themselves.

(female #1) 'Votes for women.'

Ratify the 19th Amendment so women can vote

'all across our great land. 'Votes for women.'

Votes for women.

[gasps]

[crowd laughing]

Here we go again.

(male #1) 'A woman's place is in the kitchen.'

Not rabble-rousing in the street!

You are the rabble-rousers.

What on Earth are you doing?

They're awfully brave.

They're an awful nuisance is what they are.

[intense music]

instrumental music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

Are you Detective Rush?

Yes. And you are?

Emma Stone. My Women's Study professor

mentioned you in a lecture.

Really?

Yeah, she tracks women

in traditionally male-dominated professions.

Says you're the only female homicide detective in Philly.

Well, there are two of us now, actually.

Uh, my great-great aunt Francis Stone was murdered.

- Great-great? - 1919.

She was thrown off the second story landing

of my great-great grandfather's house.

"Old Money."

"Grand Houses and the Families who lived in them

"in turn of the century Philadelphia."

My grandmother's favorite book.

The earmarked pages are about my family.

Now that's what I call a house.

(Emma) 'It's all gone now.'

The house, the money.

The suspects.

My Grammy Stone gave this to me before she died last week.

His name was Lawrence Wakeley.

He was Francis' fiance.

And that's Francis?

She's beautiful.

They broke off the engagement just before she was killed.

Grammy Stone say anything else?

No, but I found this hidden inside the locket.

I think it's a love letter.

"My dearest Phil, if our secret passion's revealed

"our lives would be in great danger.

'"We must proceed with caution.'

"Yours as ever, Francis."

So Franny was stepping out.

And maybe the fiance found out, killed her?

So you'll look into it?

Solving this case isn't gonna bring back the good old days.

Francis' murder haunted my Grammy Stone.

She was as close to a mother as I ever had.

So you're doing this for her?

- It'll be our coldest job yet. - Record breaker.

So what are we waiting for?

Let's break out the ice picks.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

(Lilly) '"On June 23rd, 1919'

"Francis May Stone died of injuries caused by a fall

from the second story of their house.

Broke her neck.

Scratches on the forearms, defensive wounds.

It means Francis put up a fight.

Her family wasn't home. No witnesses, no leads.

- Pretty thin. - The Stones were rich.

Father owned one of the largest breweries in Philly.

You'd think there'd be a big investigation.

Unless the family didn't want a scandal.

Keep their names out of the press.

So what do we got on our potential doer Lawrence Wakeley?

Uh, just the locket, the note.

And these gossip columns

the old hat squad had in their investigation.

"The setting could not have been more perfect

"for the engagement of Mr. Lawrence Wakeley

"to Miss. Francis Stone."

[Al Jolson singing "You Made Me Love You"]

I had this made for you.

♪ You made me love.. ♪♪

Who is this handsome devil?

I'd like to meet him.

Don't joke, Francis.

I'm sorry. I'll treasure it. Thank you.

I had something else made for you, as well.

Will you marry me, Francis Stone?

Oh, Lawrence, I don't know what to say.

I do. Because our life is going to be grand.

I know just the house we'll live in that you'll run

and just the number of children we'll have--

But I don't know if I even want to run a house or have children.

Francis..

'...what kind of talk is that?'

I was accepted at Vassar, you know.

But you've already found a husband.

Is that all you think college is for?

I know you love your books, Francis.

I want to do more than read, Lawrence.

I want to experience life, firsthand.

I want to see the world, maybe write about it.

Your father already gave his blessing to our marriage.

So what I want is really beside the point, anyway, isn't it?

Francis, this should be the happiest day of your life.

I mean, I am quite a catch, as they say.

I know you are, Lawrence.

Excuse me, ma'am, sir.

Both your parents were wondering

if there was any news you'd like to convey.

Well, Francis, is there?

Yes, there is.

Tell them I have accepted the proposal of Mr. Wakeley.

Francis, you are going to be so happy.

I know you are.

(male #2) 'Mr. Wakeley, Miss Stone.'

[camera shutters click]

The woman with the black eye, here in the corner.

Her name is listed as Philippa Abruzzi, housemaid.

[cellphone ringing]

(John) 'Philippa.'

- Phil. - 'Rush. Uh-huh.'

That's who Francis's love note was addressed to.

No wonder she was so afraid

of their secret passion being revealed.

(Lilly) 'Okay, thanks.'

Sorry, boss. Gotta make a run. I-I'll be back.

[instrumental music]

Get up, Mom.

Lilly. Wh-what are you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing, but I won't.

Thank you for coming. Now go away.

I don't want you to see me like this.

Like it would be a first.

Oh, Jackie left me.

[sighs]

When?

I haven't heard from him in five months.

Is that why you haven't returned my calls?

Call.

Let's go, Mom.

[grunts]

Squad car's gonna take you home.

And you can't?

No, Mom.

Oh, right. Your precious J-O-B.

I'll come by the apartment later.

Don't bother.

[instrumental music]

[engine revving]

We could've come to see you, Audrey.

Oh, and miss the chance to get out of old folk's calisthenics?

Oh, please. You're doing me a favor.

[chuckles] And looks like you've been doing calisthenics.

We'd like to ask you some questions

about your mother, Philippa.

She worked for the Stone family?

Oh, for 10 years.

Can you tell us about her relationship with Francis Stone?

Oh, sure. I grew up in that house

till the Stones went broke on account of Prohibition

and they had to fire everyone.

Your mom and Francis were close?

Oh, like sisters.

[chuckles] Francis was a natural born teacher.

Taught my mom to read.

Unusual for the time

women from different classes getting close.

Oh, very.

Francis was a modern girl for her day.

Very progressive.

Any chance they were..

...closer than sisters?

Like lovers?

Hmm, men love to think that, don't they?

We found what appears to be a love letter

from Francis to your mother.

Very sorry to disappoint you, but no, they weren't.

Although sometimes I wish they had been.

My mother had terrible taste in men.

Anyone you can think of

maybe get the wrong idea about your mom and Francis?

All I know is my mother and Francis did have a secret

but it wasn't sexual.

[projector whirring]

- Hi, Aunt Franny. - Hello, Audrey.

Will you read me a story later?

Yes, but I need to talk to your mother right now.

About her black eye?

- My dad gave it to her. - Audrey. Go upstairs.

Is that true, Phil? He hit you?

It's your fault. You never should have taught me to read.

(Francis) 'He hit you for reading?'

For reading this.

He hates suffragettes.

- He should be arrested. - For hitting his wife?

They'd have to arrest half the men in Philadelphia.

I saw them passing these out getting pelted.

I like how they don't back down.

Me, too.

There's a meeting tomorrow night.

If my husband caught me at a suffragette meeting..

If your husband came to a meeting, they'd string him up.

Now that's a sight I'd like to see.

Just think if we could vote, Phil.

Men would have to listen to us.

Treat us like equals.

Now that's a sight I'd like to see.

My father treating me as something

other than his little filly.

We could pass laws punishing men who beat their wives.

And Audrey, she could become a lawyer..

...send those jackasses to jail.

It hurts to even think about.

It hurts not to.

[projector whirring]

So their secret passion was political?

They were suffragettes.

Opens up a whole new suspect pool.

Like all the men who were opposed

to women getting the vote.

- Like Francis' father. - Why's that?

Oh, because he knew that women were the driving force

behind prohibition.

And prohibition is what ruined him.

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Granny Stone didn't like to toss much.

You really think Francis's father

might have killed his own daughter?

Well, if he thought she was betraying him, sure.

Seen murders happen for a lot less.

Check this out. Sophie Tucker.

She was Elizabeth's favorite.

(Nick) 'iPod of 1919.'

[gramophone cranking]

I think I found something.

What?

Francis's diary.

[instrumental music]

"June 14, 1919.

"I should be overjoyed at Lawrence's proposal

"but all I can think about

"is mother reading to me as a girl.

"How excited she was by the words

"the places described. And how she is now..

"...needlepointing her life away."

Sounds like Franny wanted more.

June 15, the last entry.

(Nick) 'Anything about her father?'

No, her first suffragette meeting.

"I felt like "Alice In Wonderland"

"entering that house, through the looking glass

"and peering into my very own future

"one where my ideas were appreciated, not patronized

"by a woman unlike any I had ever met before."

♪ You're gonna miss my kissin' ♪

♪ You're gonna miss me honey.. ♪

(Alice) 'Half the legislators are in favor of ratification.'

'And half are against, with less than a dozen undecided.'

'And the vote is in less than two weeks.'

'So the question is how to best influence those undecideds'

'to our way of thinking.'

What do you think?

- Me? - Yes, you.

Well, I just came to listen, really.

You haven't had enough of listening

to men decide our future?

I.. What was the question?

'How to get the undecided men'

in the Pennsylvania legislature to ratify the 19th Amendment.

Well, maybe, I..

...I think we could picket their houses.

Let them know we know who they are.

That's very good. Miss?

Stone. Francis Stone.

And this is Philippa Abruzzi.

Ah, why are you here, Francis?

I saw you on the street, standing up to those men.

Fearless. I want to be like that.

A suffragette has to be tough, Francis.

Tough enough to withstand shouts

and projectiles and even fists.

Are you ready for that?

I'd like to think I am.

Pardon me, ladies.

Francis, come along.

- But, mother-- - Now!

And you.

I dragged her here, Mother.

No one just barges into my home uninvited.

You, and your kind

will leave my daughter out of your sordid affairs.

I came on my own accord, Mother.

And you will leave on your own accord as well.

And if I refuse?

Someone will be looking for a new job.

Good day, ladies.

We're not ladies, lady.

We're suffragettes.

♪ Boy you won't leave ♪

♪ 'Cause you know honey ♪

This little rebellion of yours ends now, Francis.

Or else.

♪ And when you leave me ♪

♪ You know.. ♪♪

And diary ends there.

I had no idea there was a civil war going on in my family.

So it wasn't the dad that had it out for her.

It was mother against daughter.

And Elizabeth wasn't the backing down type.

You mind if we take this with us?

[instrumental music]

My grandmother used to needlepoint these.

Domestic angels.

What's a domestic angel?

Perfect woman, or what they thought was one back then.

See any that look like me?

Single, working moms?

"A meeting of the Philadelphia Chapter

"of the Woman's Suffrage Association will take place

"on June 15th at the home of chapter president

Alice B. Harris."

'Well, that's the meeting Elizabeth Stone'

dragged Francis out of.

There are notes on the back, handwritten.

Francis'?

"A woman's first obligation is to maintain domestic harmony."

Sounds more like Elizabeth.

Like she was preparing to give Francis a lecture.

Yeah, and these are her talking points.

[Sophie Tucker singing "There'll Be Some Changes Made"]

I cannot believe you dragged me out of that meeting.

How did you even know I was there?

♪ They say don't change the old love for the new ♪

Did you go in my room?

Search through my things?

Lawrence told me you're having

second thoughts about the engagement.

Oh!

What is happening to you, Francis?

Why should men have the right to vote and we shouldn't?

Because politics is a dirty business full of dirty men.

And we need to keep our hands clean, is that it?

We have a responsibility to remain above the fray.

Phil's husband beats her, do you know that?

That's their business.

And there is nothing she can do about it

because she doesn't have any rights.

And what about you, Mother?

Needlepointing all night while Father's out

doing God knows what.

Your father has a business to run.

And you have a what, a household?

Is that really all you want?

Why do you try and hide how smart you are?

It's like you're ashamed of it.

On the contrary, I'm proud of who I am.

Of this family

of your father's accomplishments.

If women get the vote..

...prohibition will be enacted

and this family will be ruined.

Is that what you want?

I want to accomplish something on my own.

And what about my accomplishments?

I've dedicated my life to this family, to who and what we are.

I won't survive our ruination.

But you can save us.

You know what they're up to.

You want me to spy on them?

A woman's lot in life is hard, Francis.

Her choices, few.

Please, Mother, don't ask this of me.

The sooner you accept the truth, the better off you'll be.

[projector whirring]

Now that's a mom who knows how to lay down a guilt trip.

And if Francis caved

betrayed the suffragettes like her mom wanted..

Suffragettes become the suspects.

'Cause those women weren't fooling around.

Especially not with a Benedict Arnold in their midst.

[instrumental music]

[knocking on door]

(Lilly) 'Mom. You awake?'

Uh.

I haven't had a chance to tidy up.

I don't have the energy I just used to have, you know?

[sighs] Well, maybe if you eat something

it might help settle the vodka.

I feel so tired all the time.

What you need to do, Mom, is stop making excuses

and start going to your AA meetings again.

I will. I promise.

That's what you said last time.

I'm cleaning up your messes since I was a kid.

I know.

[police siren blaring]

(Ellen) 'Oh!'

It's gotta stop.

It will. I-I'm getting too old for this.

No, I'm the one that's getting too old for this.

You think I like being like this?

Sometimes I think you do.

I got a lot of good years left.

I could still meet someone, huh?

You clean up real nice.

You always have.

Yeah.

Well, that's exactly what I'm going to do.

I'm really going to do it this time.

Oh, I promise, Lilly.

I promise.

[instrumental music]

- I'm Detective Rush. - Lilly Rush?

The only female homicide detective in Philadelphia?

(Nick) Well, there's two now.

And I'm Detective Vera, one of the nameless male horde.

Your student, Emma Stone, came to see us

about her relative's murder.

How can I help?

You're an expert on the suffragette movement?

- Alice B. Harris? - Wrote my thesis on her.

Well, she might not be the hero you think she is.

What could possibly make you believe that?

'Well, Alice was the leader of the women's movement'

in Philly, right?

(Nick) 'Which means if someone betrayed her'

she'd have the most to lose.

Who would betray Alice?

Emma's relative, Francis Stone.

Because her family owned the brewery.

Wanted to put the suffragettes out of business

because of their support of prohibition.

Francis spied on Alice for her family.

And we think Alice might have found out, killed her.

But Francis Stone wasn't a traitor.

How do you know?

Because I had the honor of interviewing Alice

before she died.

She talked about Francis?

I have the recordings in here.

Alice had high hopes for Francis.

Then again, she had high hopes

for the women's movement too.

'Wanted votes for women in every country.'

'Here's the file.'

(Alice on speaker) 'I remember one girl in particular'

'who I thought was the face of our movement.'

'All heart and no guile.'

[Jelly Roll Morton singing "Dead Man Blues"]

[projector whirring]

Are you sure it's wise to put

the legislators' names on the banners, Alice?

They have to know we know who they are.

Isn't that what you said?

Remember, Francis, we're only as strong..

(together) As our greatest fear.

Where's your friend, Francis

the one who came to the last meeting with you?

She couldn't make it.

Did your mother fire her?

No, but..

I'm not feeling very well. Will you excuse me?

[music continues]

I know who your father is, Francis.

You do?

I'm a suffragette not a teetotaler.

If you knew, then why allow me

to join your chapter?

Because I trust you.

You shouldn't.

- You think you're trapped? - I am.

You're a spoiled, rich girl living in a gilded cage.

But you are also a smart

passionate young woman who knows right from wrong.

A woman who would never betray what she believes in.

How can you be so sure?

Because I was just like you not so long ago.

- You were? - In over my head.

Not sure what I'd really got myself into.

Not even sure if it was worth it.

But it was?

We are going to change the course of history, Francis.

How many people do you know who could say that?

[door slams]

This is an illegal gathering. You're all under arrest.

It wasn't me. I didn't tell anyone.

- I know. - What's the meaning of this?

There are no laws against a gathering of women.

There's been a report of illegal activity.

What illegal activity?

- Operating a bordello. - That's absurd.

You want to add resisting arrest to the prostitution charges?

You know when I said you had to be tough?

I'm ready.

[grunts]

[indistinct chattering]

[projector whirring]

If women today knew what women back then had to go through

they wouldn't take the vote for granted.

No mention in the murder file of Francis ever being arrested.

That's odd. Everyone at that meeting was.

It's documented. June 23rd, 1919.

It's the same day Francis was killed.

[instrumental music]

(Scotty) 'Well, Alice Harris'

and four other women were booked

into Broad Street Station at, uh..

..5:37 p.m. on June 23rd.

Incarcerated on charges of deviant sexual behavior

and resisting arrest.

Held for three days before a judge voided the charges.

Only one other woman was taken into custody

at Broad Street that day.

Yeah. Jane Smith.

At 5:37.

A single white female placed in a holding cell

until further notice.

Exact same time. No way that's a coincidence.

Well, Stone's a famous name in Philly back then.

Yeah, jailor might have separated her out

used Smith as an alias because Francis was a society girl.

Mm.

6:23 p.m.

A Mr. Smith and Jones request

and receive permission to see the prisoner.

Well, according to the log

jailor escorted Smith and Jones to the cell

knowing how agitated the men were

how the older one stood back

to let the younger one get the first crack at the prisoner.

[instrumental music]

(male #3) 'Right this way, gentlemen.'

(Lawrence) 'Francis?'

Lawrence?

How did you?

All that matters is I'm here to get you out.

They arrested us for no reason.

I know, but it's over now.

- All this silliness. - Silliness?

They hit Alice in the head with a nightstick.

(Lawrence) 'We're going to forget about that now.'

Move forward. Get married.

Just like we talked about.

I don't wanna get married.

[instrumental music]

(Francis) 'I'm sorry, Lawrence.'

I want more for my life.

I tried, sir.

[crying]

Are you really willing to give up everything

for this so-called cause?

Think before you answer, my dear, because this could be

the most important decision of your life.

What are you saying?

You've never been poor

never been treated like a second class citizen but I have.

I have, too, Father, every time you dismiss me

as though I were your stupid, little filly.

I'm warning you, Francis.

Your beliefs won't keep you warm at night

or put food in your stomach.

Are you threatening to disown me?

Unless you change your mind.

Forswear those corrupting women right here, right now.

I can't. I'm sorry, Father.

So be it.

You're dead to me.

And to your mother.

Mother knows I'm here?

Your friend, Philippa, told us everything.

Phil? I don't believe it.

How do you think we knew about the meeting?

That can't be.

It's easy to have ideals when you're rich, Frances.

Not so easy when you're poor.

As you're about to find out.

[instrumental music]

Father, wait!

[projector whirring]

Well, rubber meets the road.

Frances couldn't hack it.

Yeah. Mr. Smith, aka Ambrose Stone

bailed Francis out of jail that night.

That couldn't have been easy going back home

to the best friend who betrayed you.

Yeah. If I were Francis, I'd have come down hard on Phil.

Yeah, and maybe Phil fought back.

[instrumental music]

Hate to tell you this, Audrey, but looks like your mother

Phil, betrayed her best buddy.

Sold her down the river.

[chuckles]

My mother loved Francis.

She was the Benedict Arnold of the suffragettes.

Oh! My mother was a good woman.

There's a reason..

...she didn't go to that second meeting at Alice Harris's.

Because she tipped off the police.

It was all my fault.

[chuckles]

You were seven years old.

You don't know what it was like for mothers back then.

'Once a woman had a child..'

...she was helpless.

Helpless how?

I..

...I promised her I'd never say.

But..

...she had no choice.

- No choice about what, Audrey? - The times she lived in.

Well, murder's the same now as it was back then.

Yes, but being a woman was entirely different.

[projector whirring]

- How could you? - Go away, Frances.

- You tell me why first. - You wouldn't understand.

Did my father pay you, is that it?

You think I would betray you for money?

Your husband beat you again?

I've been beaten before, and I'll get beaten again.

Then why?

For Audrey.

He hurt her?

He said he'd divorce me, take me to court

have me judged by a jury of his peers.

Because juries are all men.

And once they heard I was a suffragette

they'd take her away from me.

Never let me see my own daughter again.

What can I do?

What choice did I have?

I betrayed us, too, Phil..

...and for a lot less.

For safety, for comfort, for my gilded cage.

It's a nice cage, Frances.

No one can blame you for wanting to stay in it.

Alice said, "We're only as strong as our greatest fear."

Mine is losing Audrey.

I thought mine was being disowned, but it's not.

It's being a coward.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to go back to that jail

fight to get Alice and the others out.

And get re-arrested?

I'd rather be in a cage with bars

than be here and hate myself.

- I'll go with you. - No, no.

Audrey needs you more than we do.

[instrumental music]

[jazz music]

Be careful.

I'm through being careful.

♪ Don't say that we must part ♪

♪ Don't break my aching heart ♪♪

My mother did what she had to do for me..

...and Frances did what she had to do for all of us.

But someone stopped her before she had the chance.

Someone in that house, listening to Sophie Tucker.

The police report said no one was home but the servants.

But there was music playing?

Sophie Tucker, Elizabeth's favorite.

There was only one gramophone.

That one, Elizabeth's.

Grammy Stone said after Francis died

'Elizabeth became a recluse, shut herself up in her room.'

'With her needlepoint... and books.'

Hmm, there's a record here.

"The Market Street Recording Studio."

Looks like Elizabeth made a recording.

August 18th, 1920.

August 18th?

Does the date mean something?

That's the date the 19th Amendment was ratified

'gave women the right to vote.'

(Lilly) 'Odd day to make a recording'

especially since Elizabeth was against the whole thing.

[clears throat]

[intense music]

(Elizabeth on gramophone) 'How happy you would have been'

'to know that the day you dreamed of'

'has finally arrived, my dear.'

'I'm making this record so that I can play it alone'

'over and over again.'

♪ I loved you night and day ♪

♪ How can you leave me can't you see my tears ♪♪

And where do you think you're going at this hour?

Out, Mother.

Not if I have anything to say about it.

I'm through being told what to do by you.

Or anyone else for that matter.

Except that coven of riffraff.

Why do they frighten you so much, Mother?

They don't frighten me.

Then come with me.

See for yourself what they are really like.

Don't be absurd.

Absurd is thinking women are just domestic angels.

Absurd is thinking we need men to decide how we should live.

Why can't you accept that I'm happy the way I am

and you can be, too?

Because you're not happy, Mother.

You're just too scared to admit it.

I am a wife and a mother.

What more can a woman ask for?

Her freedom. Don't you want that?

What you want will never happen.

Can't you see I am trying to save you from disappointment?

You're the one who's disappointed, Mother

in the bill of goods you bought hook, line and sinker.

I'm a realist, Francis.

Hoping for a future that will never happen

is simply too painful.

So you do want more?

I am happy with what I have.

I'm sorry, Mother, but this cage simply isn't big enough for me.

It's not a cage.

Yes, it is, you just can't see it.

How dare you. My life is not a lie.

- Let me go, Mother. - No.

I'm happy, damn it, happy!

Oh!

[screaming]

No!

[screaming]

Francis! Oh, oh!

[dramatic music]

[Hoagy Carmichael singing "Stardust"]

♪ Sometimes I wonder ♪

♪ Why I spend the lonely night ♪

♪ Dreaming of a song ♪

♪ The melody ♪

♪ Haunts my reverie ♪

♪ And I am once again with you ♪

♪ When our love was new ♪

♪ And each kiss an inspiration ♪

♪ Oh but that was long ago ♪

♪ Now my consolation ♪

♪ Is in the stardust of a song ♪

♪ Beside a garden wall ♪

♪ When stars are bright ♪

♪ You are in my arms ♪

♪ The nightingale ♪

♪ Tells his fairy tale ♪

♪ Of paradise where roses grew ♪

♪ Though I dream in vain ♪

♪ In my heart it will remain ♪

♪ My stardust melody ♪

♪ The memory of love's refrain ♪

[whistling]

[music continues]

♪ Oh but that was long ago ♪

♪ Now my consolation ♪

♪ Is in the stardust of a song ♪

♪ Beside a garden wall ♪

♪ When stars are bright ♪

♪ You are in my arms ♪

♪ The nightingale ♪

♪ Tells his fairy tale ♪

♪ Of paradise where roses grew ♪

♪ Though I dream in vain ♪

♪ In my heart ♪

♪ It will remain ♪

♪ My stardust melody ♪

♪ The memory of love's refrain ♪

(Lilly) Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode.

[theme music]