All language subtitles for Private Eyes 4x04 - The Proof is Out There

For a bunch of first
responder, you're looking

- pretty scared right now.
- Check.

No, don't listen to her.

Classic Everett
bluffing technique.

Just like her old man.

Now, for the moment of truth.

All in.

Oh...

- I call.
- Woah.

- Queens, full.
- Ooh!

Thanks for coming.

Just like your old man.

I don't know why I keep playing
wit' you, kiddo.

What fun would it be
without me, Darren?

Don't forget: next week, my place!

- Yep, I'll see ya' then.
- OK.

Well, that was a blow-out.

Whatever happened
to beginners' luck?

Ah, don't worry 'bout it.
Next time, Mia.

Plus, it was really nice
having you here, you know?

Usually it's just me and the guys.

It's not really my scene,

but my partner's worried
I've been single for too long

and he thought this might be
a good place to start.

He thought you'd meet Mr.
Forever in a low-key poker game?

I'm not looking
for Mister Forever, OK?

- Just Mr. Fun for Now.
- I hear that,

but don't give up on the poker.
It'll grow on you.

Besides, the rush of winning's...

pretty amazing.

I think I'll stick
to my rock climbing wall.

That feeling you get
when you're at the top...

I beat it beats
your poker rush any day.

Yeah, I wouldn't know,
'cause uh...

- heights aren't really my thing.
- If you ever wanna try it,

let me know. I can set up
rope and bolt in no time.

Oh, that's very reassuring.

How about we just go
for a drink sometime instead?

Yep, I've got your number
so I'll be texting you

- about that drink!
- Alright, see ya!

Bye, girl.

Oh! Gotta go.

Zoe... what's that?

- Lamp.
- Yeah, the lamp part I got.

I'm be-sparkling. I've been
watching the Shopping Network,

and 3 AM has all the best stuff.

Oh, be careful...
that's a slippery slope.

Hey guys.

Tex, I didn't know
you were still in town.

Just for another few days.

- Call me later?
- Yes.

- Is your phone charged?
- Yes!

- Fully charged?
- Aren't you leaving?

- Text me?
- I will.

- Promise.
- Oh my gosh, get outta here.

- Bye, Zoe.
- Bye.

It was nice of Tex
to stick around.

Yeah, right?

I need some help.

It's my wife.
Something happened to her.

- Did she disappear?
- No, no, no.

She's at work,
but something's wrong.

She's a completely
different person.

What do you mean? Different how?

She looks like my wife,
she sounds like my wife,

but the woman I kissed
on the way out the door today?

It was definitely not my wife.

- It's been about a week or so.

This new Clarissa,
she's moody and paranoid...

It's like her body's been taken
over by a different person.

Has there been a change
in your relationship lately?

No, no, nothing like that.

But believe me,
she is not the same person.

I woke up last night at 3 AM.
She wasn't in bed...

I looked out the window into
the backyard, and she was with

another person and they were
making these weird gestures

- with their hands.
- What kind of weird gestures?

Clarissa, she touched
her forehead and then

she put her palm out and the
other person did the same thing.

It's like some sort of signal
or greeting, I don't know.

This other person
in your backyard,

- was it a man or a woman?
- A woman, maybe?

I guess it could've been a man?
It was really dark out there.

Can you guys help me figure out
what's going on here?

You know, Larry,
sometimes the things

that we find out, people don't
really want to hear.

I just want my wife back.

If I can't have that,
then I want to know why.

OK.

Where can we find Clarissa now?

She owns a travel agency
on Kingston Road.

So, my fianc�e and I
are getting married

And we want to book
our honeymoon! Yay!

Why don't I give you
some brochures.

- You can take them home with you.
- Well,

we were thinking... Europe!

- Culture, candlelit dinners...
- Lovely choice.

I don't want to spend
the most romantic week

of my life
in a dusty museum, honey.

Sun, sand, surf.

Yes, also a lovely idea.

Well, you're a married woman.

What do you think we should do
to find a compromise?

You deserve to follow
your own bliss,

and if it takes you
down separate paths, so be it.

That's not the normal marriage
advice that we receive.

I'm sorry, but my appointment
has arrived.

- Here.
- Do you want our...

number?

Not exactly Sales 101. She
couldn't wait to get rid of us.

Right when the mystery man
showed up.

Maybe he's her bliss.

I hope for Larry's sake
it's not true.

- He really loves her.
- Well, maybe the business

is in trouble. It would explain
her preoccupation and wanting

- to keep it from Larry.
- She certainly didn't want me

to see what was
on her computer screen.

Hey, Zoe. Any update?

Kinda. I've been looking
at Clarissa's online profile

and it's pretty standard.
It's mostly stuff about travel.

But... there is one website

that she visits a lot.

The Venus Encounter.

[Venus? Goddess of love.]

Is that a dating site?

[I don't know.
The security's hella tight.]

Let's just say I'd have
an easier time getting backstage

to a Katy Perry concert
wearing a Russell Brand mask.

Maybe it's one of those sites
for married people

- who want to have affairs.
- I'll keep trying.

Here comes Clarissa,
no mystery man in sight.

Is that a deposit bag?

Huh. Maybe she's going
to the bank.

Well, she's not headed
to the bank.

Is she redecorating?

Paying with a huge bag of cash?

Here she comes,
and she's not alone.

- Who's the friend?
- I don't know.

If she is having an affair, it
doesn't have to be with a man.

Wouldn't be the first time.

- Oh my God, OK! I'm fine.
- Tex?

Yeah, I forgot to text him
and he panicked.

You get kidnapped one time...

It's sweet, he cares.

Caring, smothering...

- They're splitting up.
- Ah. You take Clarissa,

I'll take the friend.

- Hey.
- [Hey.]

Clarissa's in a jewelry store,
handing over a massive wad of cash.

[Well, diamonds
are a girl's best friend.]

Yeah, and loose diamonds are
a girl's best way to hide her assets.

She's buying loose diamonds
for cash?

[So, if she's planning
on divorcing Larry... ]

Larry gets half
of what's on the books

and not what's in
that velvet pouch.

Mystery friend's at the till now.

She's paying cash

for... shovel, tarp...

garbage bag, bleach, fertilizer...

That's not your typical
travel agency shopping list.

No. Maybe it's got something
to do with Clarissa

- in the yard late at night.
- What, a midnight garden club?

Maybe planning the disposal

of Larry's body?

- No. No answers.
- Only more questions.

Just...

ignore it, it's Tex again.
What are they doing?

Loading the trunk. Wait...

Open palm to forehead.

Isn't that what Larry
was talking about?

So this woman was the person
Larry saw in the backyard

- with Clarissa.
- Wait,

if Clarissa's preparing
to get of Larry's body,

does that make this
mystery woman an assassin?

Who wants to be paid in diamonds?

- We gotta call Danica.
- And say what?

We've an unidentified woman
with a strange shopping list?

Yeah, point taken.

Will you put the guy
out of his misery already?

Oh, it's Zoe. Hey, Zoe. What's up?

I've cracked the site. I'm
in The Venus Encounter.

[Good job. Have you found ]

- Clarissa's profile yet?
- [Um... um, sorry.]

[Hold on.
There's something happening]

and I don't think it's good.
My computer's being possessed.

Possessed by what?

By The Venus Encounter.

They are reverse-hacking me!

OK, OK, what do I do?

- I don't know, can't you stop it?
- I'm trying!

OMG. They've activated my camera.

They are watching me...
watch them.

- Zoe, what's going on?
- [It's fine, ]

it's fine. I just, uh...
I gotta go.

This case can't get any weirder.

OK.

We have a woman who is clearly hiding
something from her husband.

She meets with an unidentified man

for a few clandestine minutes.

Then she picks up
an identified woman,

pays for diamonds with cash

while her friend picks up
a DIY murder kit.

And now we have a dating
website with a level

of security so high,
it almost fried Zoe's computer.

What if it isn't a dating site?

What if it's a murder site?

What do you do in your time off?

No, no. I read this article
about these sites

where people talk about how
to pull off the perfect murder.

OK, it does seem like Clarissa's
planning something extreme, but...

kill Larry? Why?

Look, she's getting off.

I don't get it. They weren't
that far ahead of us.

There's Clarissa's car.

Maybe there's a clue to where
she was going in her car?

Good thing I wore sneakers.

- Italian leather.
- When will you learn?

Clean as a whistle.

Well, there's gotta be something.

We're not here alone.

What's that?

Someone went to a lot of trouble
to hide this car.

Because there's something
inside worth hiding?

Only one way to find out.

There's a candle like that
at Clarissa's agency.

This all looks like stuff
from a New Age store.

Only... creepier.

Do you think Clarissa
joined a cult?

I understand we have to
do community service;

I just don't see why we can't pick

- our own assignments.
- No. I know, right?

- I loved my community service.
- Yeah, because you got to help

orphaned puppies find
their new families.

I have to read to seniors.

I mean, I get it.
I didn't have grandparents,

so they're trying to, like,
show me the value

- of old people or whatever.
- Hello! I'm right here.

Oh, Grandpa, you're not old,
you're vintage.

Hahaha! So what about
your assignment, Jules?

Well, I asked for anything to do

with music, so I could
teach or tutor,

but I'm supposed to work
at a teen help line.

I don't know,
that sounds pretty exciting.

I guess. I just don't want
to be on a phone for hours.

Why? Because you've been
training for years.

Hahaha! Come on,
you know you can help people

in lots of ways, you know.
And getting outside

your comfort zone,
that just helps you grow.

I know all that, but it's...
You know what? Never mind.

They fried my motherboard,

that's just cruel!
What if they tracked

our IP? They could hack
into another computer,

even one as old as yours.

So, Clarissa may

or may not be in a cult.
She also may

or may not be plotting
to murder her husband.

Zoe, were you able to track
down the licence plates

- on that old car?
- Fakes.

And there's no VIN number.
It's too old for GPS.

The car's gone
completely off the grid.

The perfect getaway car,
but what's in those woods

- to get away from?
- Yeah. And why

would you need candles?
And a gong?

I mean, to open
your own druid cult day SPA?

What about all that stuff

he said she picked up
at the hardware store?

Bleach, fertilizer,

- that's also a recipe for a bomb.
- That would be a first.

Hold on, we don't know
anything yet.

We still don't know the identity
of the mystery lady.

Or the guy from the travel agency.

Don't forget about the diamonds.

Can't believe I'm gonna
say this, but for once,

I think we have too many clues.

That's Larry.

Hey, Larry. Listen,
we still don't really have any...

[Meet me at the travel agency.
You have to see this for yourselves.]

- What happened?
- I don't know. Clarissa never

came home from work. She wasn't
answering the agency phone.

She left her cell phone
and laptop at home.

I came here to find her
only to find this.

Did she say anything
about closing her business?

She barely says
anything to me anymore.

Guys, I'm really starting
to freak out here.

- Do you know this woman?
- No.

Maybe she was the one
in the backyard with Clarissa.

- What about this man?
- I've never seen him. Who is he?

Have you ever heard
of the Venus Encounter?

Should I?

It's a website
that Clarissa visited.

Did you bring her computer?

Laptop and cell phone,

but she changed all
her passwords. Please find her.

Why would someone empty out

their office but leave
their laptop and phone?

- To get off the grid?
- Well, it worked.

We have no idea where Clarissa is.

- Or what she might be planning.
- No launch codes

or fake passports
on Clarissa's laptop.

I can't even say those are
ridiculous things to look for

because right now,
everything seems possible.

- Photos?
- Just of trips

her and Larry have taken.
They really did look in love.

Here's something:
it's the last number

that Clarissa called
from her cell.

- [Yeah?]
- Hi! This is a friend

of Clarissa Bateman.
She suggested I call.

[Would you like the same service?]

Uh, yeah. Yeah, I guess I would.

[Perfect. Clarissa added
the cleanup as well; I recommend it.]

Cleanup? Sure. Sounds good.

[I'd like to go over
the details in person.]

- [Can we meet?]
- Uh... yeah.

How about the, uh, Red Bird Diner,

- 2 p.m., Queen East?
- [See you there.]

Did you just make a date
with a hitman?

Order up.

Angie.

It's that guy Clarissa met
at her travel agency.

Edward? Uh...

have a seat.

Uh...

so what now?

Well, first,

I charge a flat fee based
on the complexity of the job.

- Right.
- I've been doing this for years,

there's nothing
I can't get rid of.

- "Get rid of"?
- You wouldn't believe

the stuff I've sold.
Your trash is my treasure.

Wait. Wait,
what are we talking about?

Liquidating your furniture.

I also take electronics.
Even clothes.

Oh!

You sold the contents
of Clarissa's travel agency.

Yeah. Isn't that
why you called me?

Who did you think I was?

A... liquidator.
Yeah, someone who liquidates

things and, uh...

You know, can I just talk to
my partner and get back to you?

Don't take too long;
I'm booking up fast lately.

The good news is we didn't bring

a contract killer
to a family diner.

Yep, but we're back
at square one again.

Larry called four times

last night. I don't know
what else to say to him.

OK, quick question:

what have you guys done
with Lady Mystica?

Conroy!

- What are you doing here?
- OK, well, first of all, it's

Deputy Conroy because this is
technically an official visit.

And secondly, what the heck
are you guys doing hacking

- into the Venus Encounter?
- You know the Venus Encounter?

Do I know it?!

I'm a founding member.

Lady Mystica. Her real name
is Beth actually.

We've been e-dating
for a few months.

- What happened to speed-dating Darla?
- You know how it goes:

after two minutes, we just didn't
have anything to talk about anymore.

But Beth, I don't know
what to tell you,

- we just really connected.
- So you've been online dating.

- Have you met in person?
- No.

So, how do you know she's missing?

First, she started missing
our e-dates, that was weird.

Then, she started saying
that something

big was coming, but she couldn't
tell me what it was, so...

- I looked up where she lived.
- I'm pretty sure

- that's e-stalking.
- I went by her place.

When I got there, it was empty.

I mean, when I say empty, I mean

totally cleaned out.

Then, I discovered
that the Venus Encounter

was being hacked. I traced
the IP address to this office.

Oh, and um, I found this

- at Beth's house.
- Hmm...

"Edward Faria." It's
the same guy who cleaned out

- Clarissa's travel agency.
- So it's not a dating site

by the way. Or a "murder site"!

Wha... I mean, what goes on
in those twisted heads of yours?

- What kind of site is it?
- Well, it's for

open dialogue mainly
about a whole bunch of things,

a whole variety of stuff.
I tend to focus

on the forums dealing
with life on other planets.

Started by this guy

in his basement,
but it's grown into

this community now
of likeminded people,

like me and Beth.

Get this! Thanks to

Deputy Conroy and his non-
reverse-hack-inducing login,

I managed to track the IP
to the Venus Encounter server.

Nowheresville, Ontario.

What a coincidence,

this is where
we found Clarissa's car.

Great! Another dead end.

No, no, no. Wait, wait.
I think this is a henge.

- A what?
- You know, a henge?

A Neolithic earthwork used
for astronomical observation?

They're usually aligned
along celestial

meridian lines.

Yeah!

Yeah! Yeah, this is a henge.

Or... that's just
a bunch of rocks on the ground

and we are in the wrong place.

I think I know a henge
when I see one.

I'm telling you,

that the way we need to go.

Maybe over the ridge,
I don't know.

Over or through?

Is that a door?

I should have known.

Are we really gonna
follow him in there?

- You want me to hold your hand?
- I wouldn't mind.

- Oh, wow!
- What the hell is

that thing?
I don't know, a windmill?

It's obviously a homing beacon!

- Obviously.
- You guys, don't you...

don't you get what this is?

- He's done it.
- Done what?

First contact!
The aliens are coming to Earth!

So, Sienna, how was
your community service?

Not too bad actually.
Old people are really nice!

Thank you! We have our moments.

Hahaha! And what about you, Jules?

Mine doesn't start
for another week, but I'm gonna

- ask for a new assignment.
- Really?

You're so great
with your friends, kiddo;

you'd be just as great
with a help line.

You have to say that,
you're my grandpa,

but I'm not so sure.

OK.

OK, so the solstice

is tomorrow.
I've been hearing rumours

about a solstice arrival
for months.

Do you really believe
all this, Conroy?

Little green men are gonna
walk out of a flying saucer?

It's not just fantasy.
I mean, we can pretty easily

predict the possibility
of life on other planets

- simply using the Drake equation.
- Drake?

Like, he started at the bottom
and now he's in space?

No. No, no, no. No, no, no.
Look, no. Hold on a second.

No. Doctor Frank Drake.

Look, take the average rate
of star formation,

OK, times the fractions of stars
that have planets

times the number of planets that
can support life

times the number of planets
that will develop life

times the number of planets that
will develop intelligent life

times the numbers
of those civilizations

that will develop
transmission capability

times the length of time
they'll need

for those signals
to transmit into space;

and then what you've got
is the number of civilizations

in our galaxy that we might

actually be able
to communicate with.

Yeah, it's... it's science.

Well, it's hard
to argue with that.

Actually, Fermi did argue

with that and came up with
a pretty interesting solution.

Came up with something
called the Fermi Paradox.

Ah! I knew it!

I knew there would be
a group of true believers

that would be here to welcome

our first alien visitor.
Guys, come on.

- That looks about right.
- I really hope there's Ewoks.

Dan Varden. Uh, I'm sorry,

Uh, ShamanAlpha,

it is an honour
to meet you in the flesh.

It's Eddie Conroy

or, uh... Starmaster.

Starmaster, what a great joy
to behold you in the flesh.

Look, I'm sorry I'm late.

I-I didn't know the time.

Or even the place really.

I guess my invitation must have
got lost in cyberspace.

How distressing. I'll check
with Natalie and make sure

no other worthy Venusites
have been neglected.

Uh, who's Natalie?

My girlfriend. Or rather my ex.

Oh! Really? That's too bad
because Natalie was like

- your biggest supporter.
- She still is.

She knows I must be free
to offer myself to the aliens.

And by offer yourself,
you mean...?

Do not ask what you are
not prepared to know.

OK...

Well, this place is great.
You're really off the grid, huh?

We're removed
from earthbound rules.

Are these other members
I might know?

The... Yes! Yes, of course!

This is... this is Angie.

You would know her as AstralMama.

And this is ShadowCreeper.

We've all chatted, like,
probably a million times.

Only the worthy can read the signs

and reach us.
You were very welcome.

Thank you.

I'm gonna go find Clarissa.

See what you can get
from this weirdo alien pope.

Well, um... I'm gonna go
look for Beth.

Or Lady Mystica. ShamanAlpha.

Come here.

So, ShamanAlpha,
does everyone sleep here too?

Until the Grand Revelation,
when the aliens

reveal themselves at last,
we must all stay here

focusing our energies
toward the skies.

Years of research,

of decoding ancient texts
have led me to this moment,

- to this place.
- So you built it,

and they came. How did you choose

- who to invite?
- The universe chooses.

I am merely the conduit.

- Please, partake.
- What is it?

Pure energy.

We must cleanse our fragile
carbon-based forms.

I'm gonna find
my friend Starmaster,

make sure he's prepared
for the cleansing.

Clarissa?

Weren't you just
at my travel agency?

How did you find me?

Who sent you?

The universe...
hath brought us together.

We were destined to meet.
First in the earthly realm,

and... now here.

Yes, of course.

Energies attract like energies.

They do.

Listen, did the universe

tell you to close
your travel agency?

I liquidated my assets
to buy diamonds for my deposit.

Soon, we'll be travelling
on celestial waves,

and divesting ourselves
of our earthly possessions

is necessary for purification.

Right.

And would one of those earthly
possessions be your husband?

Larry wasn't chosen.

He can't find me.

If he does,

I'm afraid of what might happen.

OK.

I mean if Dan and Natalie
can't make it,

what hope do Beth and I have?
Maybe I should...

- Maybe I shouldn't bother.
- Of course you should.

Just be cool, man.

"Be cool."

OK, I got this.

Yeah, on second thought,

don't be cool. Just, uh...

just be yourself.

I think she's gonna
like that. Alright?

Beth,

hi.

It's Eddie Conroy, Starmaster.

- Eddie!
- Hi.

You're everything I imagined.

Well...

But only the chosen can be here.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
No, I-I... I was chosen too.

Of course you were.

Haha! And where better

to start our journey together
than with the Grand Revelation?

Exactly.

- Can I just ask you one thing?
- Yeah.

What happened to your house?

I don't need it anymore.

Divesting ourselves
of our earthly possessions

is necessary for purification.

Right.

Well, houses are overrated anyway.

- Hey.
- Hey.

We should have a
chat with Clarissa's friend.

Yeah, someday.

Excuse me.

Welcome!

You must be AstralMama
and ShadowCreeper.

Nice to meet you.

Natalie. I didn't find
your profiles

on the Venus Encounter;
how did you find us?

- The henge.
- On the path.

Oh, you read the signs.

Well then, you are very welcome.

Deposits can be made
at the water shrine.

Uh, deposits?

We don't actually
have ours just yet.

We were sad to hear
about you and Dan.

- Yes.
- Our union was interfering

with his purification.
You must also purify.

Please, partake

of the purification bars.

We must all be ready

for the Grand Revelation.

This place is bigger
than I thought.

Oh! I'm starving, what's in that?

- Nuts.
- Oh, allergic.

- Raisins? Honey?
- Allergic. Allergic!

- Listen, Conroy...
- Hmm?

What's this freaky
alien deposit shrine all about?

Well, that is very exciting.
That is where

everyone can contribute
their diamonds.

You know, diamonds?

Because, as we all know,

rain on other planets
is actually diamond rain.

Yeah, we all know that.

So that means,
in a galactic sense,

that diamonds are water,
and that's what

the alien convoy
is gonna need to survive.

So everyone here brought diamonds?

Well, we didn't bring
diamonds, but I'm not gonna

- tell anybody if you don't.
- Alright. So what are we

- gonna do about Clarissa?
- She doesn't want to go.

She's not being held here
against her will.

Well, OK, what if, um...

what if I can just stay here
and watch Clarissa for you?

I don't want to leave Beth.
I just... I just found her.

Plus, I gotta be honest,

if you guys think I'm gonna leave
before the Grand Revelation...

Alright, keep your phone
on silent and keep it hidden.

Hey, did you know
that there's already

five alien species
on Earth right now?

That would explain a few things.

It would? I mean it would.

Uh, our client called...
three times.

- I told him you'd call him back.
- OK, but before I do,

could we run a check on Larry?
See if there's any reason

that Clarissa might be
afraid of him.

On it. Just...

Can I do it from home?

I need to perform an electric
craniotomy on your motherboard.

I need to load your sad laptop
with software

- that actually does something.
- Oh.

And Tex called.
He's on his way over.

- I hope that's OK?
- Sure. That's OK.

OK.

Hmm... You are
in a good mood tonight.

Yeah, I guess I am.

Listen, Miss Everett,
I've been thinking:

what if I moved
out here to Toronto?

We could be together more.

Maybe work together.
I'm sure Shade wouldn't mind.

No, Shade wouldn't mind.

Let me call him.

Uh, you're gonna...

OK.

- Hey, Ange.
- Hey, Shade.

Tex is gonna move to Toronto,
and we're gonna work together.

Yeah, very funny.

Next, you're gonna tell me
the aliens are on their way.

- They are, aren't they?
- You sound weird.

I do?

I... feel weird.

This is a big decision,
you might want to think

- about this a little bit.
- I should. You're right.

And while you're at it,

you should only wear peach
from now on.

Peach. I like peach.

Angie, I'm gonna
ask you something,

and I want an honest answer.

Angela Everett, will you marry me?

Yes! We should get married!

- Uh, wait. What?
- Alright,

[I'm on my way over.]

- [Angie]
- Angie?

[Angie, can you hear me? Breathe!]

Oh, I'm so embarrassed.

Was I being a complete idiot?

- Not at all.
- Maybe a little.

Hey, Ange. I just talked
to your doctor.

You were drugged with scopolamine

of all things. A slightly less

potent version that they think
stays in effect for about

- four hours.
- What's scopolamine?

Famous for its use by cartels. It makes
people highly suggestible.

Oh, that explains why I was
agreeing with everything

everyone was saying.

But what did you eat or drink
that could have been drugged?

The purification bar.

Do you still have that
extra one that you pocketed?

- Yep, it's at the agency.
- Let's get you out of here.

- Talk soon, OK? Feel better.
- Thank you.

- Who was that?
- A friend.

What? I have friends.

Alright, Conroy texted back.
He's working

on hiding all the tainted bars.
That's a relief.

I don't get it.
Dan was eating the bars too;

if he's not the puppet master,
then who is?

And why target these people?

The wrapper is clean
and vacuum sealed.

- The bars weren't tampered with.
- So the bars were manufactured

- with a dangerous drug in them?
- Looks that way.

Good news is the wrapper
has a serial number

and a corporation code on it.
Silver Pine Foods, in Etobicoke.

Silver Pine is a huge corporation;

what were they doing lacing
granola bars with scopolamine?

And how did they end up
in the hands of Dan Varden?

We're writing
a piece on contamination

in food manufacturing.

I can assure you our plant
has been recently inspected

and surpassed all code minimums.

Hmm... I'm interested
specifically in this product.

Uh, yes. Please wait here.

Got it.

This is it.

Dr. Jeremy MacNeil. He's
the lead scientist in the file.

Who are you?

- We're from corporate.
- Yeah.

No, you're not.

- And I'm calling Security.
- We're private investigators.

We're looking into granola bars

that came from this facility
laced with scopolamine.

What?! That project was scrapped.

You admit you put a dangerous drug

- into food on purpose?
- No.

We were attempting to isolate
the anti-nausea properties

of scopolamine for a range
of travel-friendly foods.

But in the end, while making
the drug less potent,

we failed to fully eliminate
its psychotropic effects.

And let me guess: it makes
people highly suggestible?

How could you know that?
We only made 2000 bars

- and we destroyed them all.
- Who are these people?

- It's my research team.
- Including none other than Natalie.

So Natalie Parnell

is our mastermind,
and she had both knowledge

of the bars
and access to steal them.

- Then, Dan Varden's in on it?
- No. Dan was eating

the bars too. Did you ever get

that list of everyone
invited to Alien City?

There is Clarissa; Beth McMillan;

- heir to the McMillan Assets...
- Lucky Conroy.

Bradley Northern, app developer;

Fern Wotten, Insta influencer;

Lincoln Kenneth,
Yorkville florist.

Is everyone
at Alien City well off?

So, this is all about money.

- How disappointingly human.
- Conroy mentioned

that Natalie paid for

- Dan's alien obsession for years.
- Then he gets

so involved,
he breaks up with her,

so he can fully invest
himself in the aliens.

It is hard to compete
with an alien.

Natalie probably started Dan
on the bars,

then used his website
to curate a list

of people in the right
income level suggesting

they divest themselves
of their earthly possessions.

Then liquidate
that money into diamonds.

Easy to transport, hard to trace.

You know the Grand Revelation
is tonight.

How much do you want to bet
that Natalie will be

gone by morning leaving
a bunch of confused people

with nothing but an insane story
to take to the police.

She gets her payback,

financial and emotional,
and gets away scot-free.

Oh, just when I was starting

to get into this whole
alien-among-us thing.

We need to get back
into that camp.

If only we had some shiny
currency to prove our devotion.

Hmm...

Welcome back, team.

I see the granola bars
are still in play.

You know, I tried,
people have got those things

stashed all over the place.
What's the news?

We think Natalie's gonna make
a run for it

- during the Grand Revelation.
- What?!

- Why would she do that?
- For the real version of these.

No. Guys, guys,
those are here for the aliens.

- They need them to survive.
- Oh, come on, Conroy!

What?! No, wait, hold on.

Wait a minute. Wait, stop.
What are you saying?

Are you saying that all of this
is just some kind of a scam?

Not just some kind of scam,
a straight-up scam.

Hold on. So the aliens
are not coming?

Wait a minute, so no aliens
means no arrival.

Not necessarily.

We'll see in a couple of hours.

Well, let's see
if the diamonds are still here.

IT'S HAPPENING!

EVERYONE, THEY'VE LANDED!

It's happening! It's happening!

- I'm ready.
- Stay calm, my friends!

Any moment, they will
reveal themselves.

This will be the greatest moment
in mankind's history:

first contact!

Hey!

- I'm so excited!
- I am ready!

Let them come!

We got her.

- Over here!
- I don't think so.

But, um... the aliens!

Save it for prison drama class.

Natalie Parnell,
you are under arrest

for the theft of these diamonds.
And fraud, mass drugging,

kidnapping,

extortion maybe. Point is

you're under arrest.

But I just want to know one thing:

how could you betray us?

Betrayed you?!

I love Dan.

All he cares about
is conspiracy nonsense.

- I cared about him.
- OK.

You stole him from me,
so I stole from you!

I will not be sorry
to leave this place.

Yeah, me neither.

Would be kind of cool
to meet an alien, though.

Please tell me you didn't eat
one of those bars.

No, of course not, but who are we

to say we're all alone
in this universe?

Maybe the truth is out there.

You've been spending
too much time with Conroy.

Yeah, I believe I have.

Larry!

Oh, my God! Oh, I'm sorry, Larry.

I shouldn't have hidden
anything from you.

You're safe,
and it's all that matters.

Now, how about a second
honeymoon for my honey?

I hear Roswell is
beautiful this time of year.

Thank you. Hey.

- It's true love right there.
- Or it might be

- coming towards us right now.
- Don't leave me. Don't leave!

Well, we just heard
that I'm up for a commendation.

Outstanding bravery
and conduct above and beyond.

And to celebrate my new man's

heroism, I'm taking him
to the planetarium.

The planetarium?

Haven't you two had enough
outer space for one lifetime?

Actually, I think it's time

for a close encounter of our own.

So, how is everyone?

Physically, they're all fine.

Just disappointed and embarrassed.

Well, nobody likes getting conned.

So I invite you rock climbing,
and you invite me to this?

Hahaha! It's not the norm,
I swear.

The last time I saw you,
you were in the hospital

recovering from a drugged
granola bar.

I think this is the norm.

Same guy? Still being clingy?

Yeah. Tex wants to move here now.

Everything was so easy.

- What are you gonna do?
- I don't know. It sucks.

I mean, I do really like him;

I'm just not ready
for anything more.

Well... then I guess
that's your answer.

My counsellor won't let me
change my community service.

I can't do this help line
thing, Dad.

What if I give someone bad advice

and then something bad happens
because of me?

OK.

Well, what do you think

Jules would say
to Jules right now?

Dad, I know what you're doing.

But just humour me.
What if somebody called

the help line with your problem
and you answered?

What would you say?

I don't know, I'd...

I'd probably say
that I shouldn't let

my lack of confidence stop me
from helping someone else.

OK. And...?

And I guess...

I'd remind myself
that not every teenager

has someone to talk to like I do.

So maybe I should take a chance,

pay it forward.

See? You gave yourself
great advice.

You're a natural, honey.

Thanks, Dad.

I wonder who that could be.

I figured you'd be with Tex tonight.

Well, Tex is on his way
back to Seattle

with no immediate plans
on returning.

Oh. Sorry to hear that.

It's for the best.

Listen, I've been
meaning to talk to you

about something, and I didn't
know how to bring it up.

I think we should
cancel our engagement.

Hahaha! Please,

the only reason I said yes
is 'cause I'd been granola'd.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

And why wouldn't you want
to be the next Mrs. Shade?

So many reasons.

And who is to say that
you wouldn't be Mr. Everett?

Oh, I don't know, 2000 years
of Western civilization.

All the more reason to change.

Watch an all new Private Eyes,
next Monday on Global.

The Rosa Trilogy is only the
most successful Mexican

telenovela in history.

Miss Ramirez, I am such a big fan.

Shade and Everett get
caught up in a deadly mystery.

The Rosa blanca.

What's wrong?

I am marked for death.

- And there's plenty of drama.
- Okay.

- [Crowd gasps]
- [splash]

- [GASP]
- Muerte!

Is the entire cast
covering up a murder?

I thought I would never
get my hands on you.