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D-Don't...

I'm sorry.

And hit the slides.

Stone woman. Iron woman.

To callously spill with thine hand that life,

self-created of thine own agony? A mother slew...

I'm gonna go and congratulate the cast. You got this, Todd?

Yep. Congrats.

Ino, god-maddened, whom the

Queen of heaven set frenzied, flying to the dark:

And she cast her from sorry to the wild salt sea,

forth from those rooms of murder unforgiven, wild-footed

from a white crag of the shore,

and clasping still her children twain...

Oh, God, thou hast

- broken me! - My claws

have gripped thine heart,

and all that shines.

Thou must have grief.

Pain as fierce as mine.

Oh, I love the pain, for thou shalt laugh no more.

Oh, what a womb of sin my children bore!

'Twas thy false wooings,

- 'twas their trampling pride! - Thou hast said it!

For the lust of love they died!

The hands of thine old Argo, rotting where she stands,

shall smite thine head in twain.

And bitter be to the last end thy memories of me.

And the end men look for cometh not,

and a path is there where no man thought.

So hath it fallen here.

I did it!

You see that?

So good.

It was fant... well done.

- Oh, my God. - Really great adjustments.

You have to go out there and see the audience.

I'm gonna go out there, okay?

You got to come and celebrate with us.

- All right. Okay. - Okay. All right.

Hey, Olivia.

- That was great work. - You mean with my one line?

Are you gonna go to the cast party?

No. This is over.

- Shh, shh. Please. - Don't shush me.

I don't care what you say. I'm going to the dean.

Olivia, I am not the enemy. Please, don't go to the dean.

- You will have me canceled. - Don't put this on me.

You are the one sleeping with the students.

- You canceled yourself. - Look, I promised you

I will take you to all new good agencies in town.

You just need to give me some time.

You are such a scam artist.

Just send me my keys, okay?

I don't want you near my apartment ever again.

♪ Live from the heart of the city ♪

♪ With a lot to tell ya ♪

♪ Nice to meet you, slice of pizza with the mozzarella ♪

♪ We rockin' rhythms on the beat ♪

♪ Or even a cappella ♪

♪ And getting lit like the tip ♪

♪ Of the Rockefeller... ♪

Are you sure you just don't want to go downstairs?

It's, like, 28 degrees out.

Oh, I want the whole New York experience.

You go down, though.

- I'm fine. - No, it's okay. It's my job.

So... who here's from out of town?

Oh.

Where you from?

- Chicago. - Business or pleasure?

Well, both, I guess. I mean...

I'm here for business.

It's a temporary job but I want it to be permanent,

- Okay. Okay, so... - because I really love New York.

- Yeah, no, I got-I got you. - I mean, I've only been here on...

I'm gonna do my thing now, right? Okay?

- Yeah. - ♪ Hey, yo, we riding the bus ♪

♪ And I'm bus sing a rhyme ♪

♪ My girl fresh from the Chi ♪

♪ Here to get a job ♪

♪ Getting lit like the tip of ♪

- ♪ The Rockefeller... ♪ - Wait, this is my stop!

Uh, this is not an Uber.

Yeah, but you were heading up this way.

Don't worry. I'll check out the rest later.

You're so...

talented.

Hi. I'm sorry to interrupt.

Um, I'm supposed to meet with... Ooh!

That's a pretty scarf.

- Thank you. - I'm meeting with Detective, um...

Smullen.

I called Captain Wagner's office

and they said he was here.

Is Smullen expecting you?

Oh, I don't think anyone's expecting me.

No. I decided to come a day early

to see New York.

I'm Elsbeth Tascioni.

I'm part of the... uh, thing.

The... thingy-thing.

The thingy-thing?

Uh... consent decree.

I'm the outside observer. The wrongful arrest lawsuits.

- Right. - Right.

- This way. - Okay.

Uh, I think you should, um...

Oh, my gosh. I didn't even remember

I was wearing this.

Um, excuse me.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Um, hey. Wow. What is all this?

- A suicide. - Wow.

With all these officers?

Yep. Major Case Unit.

They all come out for a VIP suicide.

Oh. Was it someone famous?

- No. Olivia Cherry. - Huh?

Her parents own the Lindsay Yards.

- I don't know what that means. - Money.

You all right?

This is my first crime scene.

Okay. You can wait in the hall.

- I'll get Smullen. - Oh, no. No, no, no.

I-I'm just saying...

I'm a lawyer, so I mostly

see crime scene photos like that.

This is very different. Yes.

Better.

- Hey. - Huh?

- Yeah. - This way.

Do you ever go to open houses just to go see them?

- No. - I go on Sundays.

I think I like looking at... at how other people live.

Ooh, that's a pretty fabric on the wall,

isn't it? What is that, purple?

So, you were at a party?

The cast party. Yes, sir.

- At Pub 18. - Uh, Detective, this is...

And Ms. Cherry was supposed to be at the party, too?

Yes. But then she texted that she was depressed.

And she was worried about what she might do to herself,

so we called the hotline.

Suicide hotline? Is that the text?

- Yes. - Thank you.

- Excuse me. - Don't worry, I can see it.

Could you go downstairs please, ma'am?

Oh, sure.

The consent decree.

She said Captain Wagner wanted her here.

I didn't want her there. City hall wants her there.

It's the lawsuit from last year.

All those wrongful arrests by Major Case Unit.

Yeah, that wasn't our fault, Captain.

Doesn't matter.

Judge ordered us to hire an outside attorney

for police oversight to observe your investigations

- for a year. - I know,

but what am I supposed to do with this lady?

Let her observe.

- Hey, Mike, how you doing? - Captain.

Her DOJ boss in Chicago thinks she's easily amused.

Yeah, well, she's easily amusing herself

all over my crime scene.

Bob, it's a suicide. Just humor her.

Tell her some old war stories.

She'll get bored and move on.

Huh. Parsley seed. I've never heard of that.

And skin...

Hey, how many lorazepam would it take to knock her out?

Probably around ten, 15.

But that's not what killed her.

She taped a plastic bag over her head.

Oh. Whew.

Hey, what's this in the garbage?

Who are you again?

Elsbeth Tascioni. What's your name?

- Ailune. - Oh. Ailune.

What a pretty name.

I always hated mine.

Have you ever heard of a woman using Old Irish?

- No. - Have you ever noticed

you can learn a lot about a person

by looking in their medicine cabinet?

Was the victim dating someone?

I don't know.

What are you doing?

Diaphragm case.

Oh, it's empty.

Have you ever been to the Statue of Liberty?

- No. Why? - Oh, I'm just curious.

I'm just looking for places to go in New York

while I'm here.

I like the High Line.

And the noodle shops in Chinatown are amazing.

- Peking Dynasty, it's on Baird. - Oh... Oh, perfect.

- Have you been down there yet? - No.

- I've been there. - Okay. Yes. It's amazing.

What's going on here?

Uh, n-nothing. We were just...

talking. I'm Elsbeth.

Yeah, I know.

I would rather you wait in the hall, please, ma'am.

- Yes. - I thought I made that clear.

Uh, by the way,

I'm not sure this is a suicide.

- In the hall, please. - Yes.

Why do you say that?

Teeth whitening strips.

I'd check her mouth

because I don't know anyone who whitens their teeth

right before they commit suicide.

And if she had her diaphragm in...

she was probably expecting someone to have sex with.

Had you heard anything from her?

She was talking about doing a one-woman show

of Shakespeare's women.

I knew she was upset about

her career, but that's all.

I know she was crushed with my casting.

- No, no. - She had good parts last year.

Alex, you did nothing wrong.

You all knew the victim from school?

- Yes. - W-Why do you think that she did this?

- I'm sorry, who are you? - Oh, Elsbeth Tascioni.

Are you with the police?

I think so.

I'm not sure yet.

I'm either with the police or watching the police.

You said she was crushed by the casting.

What does that mean?

It wasn't his fault. That had nothing to do with it.

- No, it was... - It's o-it's okay. It's okay.

I-I'm the director at-at her school,

I-I cast her shows.

So, she wasn't getting the parts she wanted?

- Well, that was my guess. And, um, - Yeah.

should I be talking to you or...

- Oh, yeah. - No, you shouldn't.

Ms. Tascioni, could you wait in the hall, please?

Sure.

Um, I'm Detective Smullen.

I'm in charge of the scene.

Now, it is my understanding that you all received

texts from Olivia that she was having difficulty?

Yes.

So, you're a director at this acting school?

- Yes. - Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

I'm in New York for a week.

Thinking about seeing Cats.

Should I?

I don't know. There's another revival?

Is that your taste?

I guess.

I mean, I like that song. What is it?

- "Memory." - No.

I think the cat's going to heaven and she sings it.

Something about...

♪ I'm raising a glass to... ♪

Oh, my God, you're right. That is "Memories."

I like that song.

Yes. Many people do.

What about The Lion King?

Yes, that might be a good one for you.

Did you like it?

I think theatre can be

more than one thing to people.

This is me.

Um, can you think of anyone

who would want Olivia dead?

No. Why?

Oh, for when the police start investigating it as a murder.

Are the police investigating it as a murder?

No, but

Olivia's diaphragm case was empty,

so I think she was preparing to see someone she was dating.

That doesn't mean anything.

Well, what do you mean?

Maybe she was waiting for someone

and they didn't show up.

Maybe.

I guess that could be.

- Um, do you know who she was dating? - No.

- Do you have time for one more question? - No.

Okay.

Welcome to New York.

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So, where are we?

We were investigating it as a suicide

and now the consent decree lawyer

has the medical examiner looking into it as a murder.

So, we're saying that she found something we didn't?

Captain, a lawyer will always find something.

And what do you think of her?

Well, what do you mean?

He seems to think you two are friends.

Oh... no. Uh, she just came up to me on the street.

Bottom line, the judge wants a lawyer

from outside the city to observe us.

But it doesn't have to be her, so,

I want to know what kind of nuisance this lady might be

before I request a switch. Officer Blanke,

you stick with her.

Well, uh, Captain, uh, I work patrol.

No, you work lawyer patrol.

If she colors outside the lines, call me.

That's it.

U.S. Department of Justice.

How may I direct your call?

Agent Celetano. Tell him it's Wagner.

Elsbeth Tascioni, right?

So, you screwed me?

I was looking for a get-along lawyer

and you sent me a nutcase.

No, no.

You'll get used to her.

All right, well, tell me about this other lawyer,

the other one you mentioned.

Oh, Cary Agos.

Tough lawyer, but I don't think you'll like him as much.

Try Elsbeth out for one week.

She'll grow on you.

You've been lying to me the whole time!

You have been pushing me away!

No, I haven't! You come in here

and you tell me that you cheated on me and then you want to turn it around on me?

Oh, my God! Oh, you're gonna cry now... really?

You always blame it on me!

Okay, good. Good, very good.

Some nice adjustments there.

If I were to have one note,

it would be the dreaded "M" word,

- which is... - Melodrama.

Right. That's right.

How do we avoid that?

- Pull it out of ourselves. - That's it.

It isn't my fault.

You come here,

you come here and you say you're cheating on me

and then you try and turn it around onto me?

How dare you?

Stop.

Thank you. Stop.

So, how do we know

when we are looking at fake acting?

We look at the face

and we look at the body,

and if they are in disagreement,

then we know that we're looking at bad acting.

And that...

that is the key.

Mr. Modarian!

Hello?

Hi! Mr. Modarian?

I-It's me, from yesterday morning

- Elsbeth. Remember? - Yes, yes.

How are you?

Oh, I'm good. I'm just a... Whew.

I'm a little out of breath here.

Um, I saw the end of your class.

That was so amazing.

- Thank you. - Oh, I loved how

you-you cried and you fell down.

That was so real. How do you do that?

I've got to get to my office, Miss, um...

Oh, you can call me Elsbeth.

I'll come with you.

And I just have a few questions.

Wow. Are all these your students?

Many of them, yes.

I think she was in Wicked.

I only know

because I have the cast album.

I play it all the time.

- How may I help you, Ms. Tascioni? - Well,

the police are looking for who Olivia was dating.

What deodorant do you use?

- What? - It's just that

we found Old Irish deodorant

in Olivia's medicine cabinet,

and her parents said Olivia didn't use Old Irish.

So, we're looking for a murderer

who smells like Old Irish?

Yes, okay. You're right.

That's like a Sherlock Holmes story,

but with scratch-and-sniff.

I'm sorry if I can't find this funny,

but one of my students has just been killed.

Or...

committed suicide.

Yes.

Or committed suicide.

So, sorry if I don't treat this like a game.

Now, if you don't mind, I need to make a call.

Sure, sure.

You're trying to sniff me, aren't you, Ms. Tascioni?

What? No. No, no, no. I was just...

No, no. No, sniff away.

Come on, Ms. Tascioni, get in there.

Oh, you're so funny, Alex.

No, no, no, no.

I-I don't need to smell...

I am a Ralph Lauren man, Ms. Tascioni.

So, if you're ever looking for a killer

and there's a Ralph Lauren scent in the air,

then you can cuff me.

But, in the meantime, I need to make my call.

Yes. I'm sorry.

I've taken up

way too much

of your time.

Hey, it's me.

We better not meet tonight.

Look, I'll call you.

No, no, Lana, I will call you.

Uh... Oh, I'm so sorry.

Go ahead and finish your call.

I-I think I left my phone in here.

I'll-I'll call you back.

What is it that you need, Ms. Tascioni?

I'm so sorry, it's just that...

It's my phone. Oh!

There it is.

It must have, uh,

fallen out of one of my bags.

You know, I'm glad I caught you.

I'm sure you are.

This odd thing

I found... do you mind if I show you?

- Does it matter? - Yes.

Of course, it... it matters.

Um, this is a copy of the text

that Olivia sent to her classmates

a few minutes before she killed herself.

Or was murdered.

Can you see it there on my screen?

- Yes, I can. - Do you need me to make it...

- No, it's fine. - Okay.

It says "I'm so sick of performing for idiots

who don't understand what I'm doing."

And then she writes "I'm done with it. The hiding who I really am."

Do you see there are two spaces

- after every period? - Okay.

Do you know that's something that older people do,

not younger?

Two spaces.

Younger people like Olivia...

they do just one space after every period.

So, what I did was I went back through Olivia's old texts,

and, do you know what?

She always did one space.

So, let me get this straight.

You want me to keep my eye out for

someone who smells of Old Irish

and when they text, they use two spaces instead of one?

Yes. If you don't mind.

You are a funny one.

Not as funny as you.

How would you like some tickets for The Lion King?

How would I... how would I like them?

I would love them.

I know the company manager. I'll get some for you.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

That is such a nice gesture.

I mean I love, I love the movie,

but the play's even better, I hear.

It's really quite something.

- Mm-hmm. - I'll leave them at the box office for you.

- Okay. - Now, in the meantime,

I need to get on with my rehearsal.

Oh, I thought you had a call.

Yes, I did, but now I don't.

I don't want to interrupt your life.

Ms. Tascioni, how can I put this?

But at some time in your life...

you have done some acting.

No.

- No, I wish I had. - Well,

you're doing some very fine acting right now.

- Captain Wagner. - Ms. Tascioni.

Glad you could meet me here.

Oh, my God, how could I not?

I mean, I've seen this in postcards,

but to be here... ah.

Officer Blanke said that you wanted to experience the real New York.

- We have to go ice skating. - No.

- Oh, come on. - No, thank you.

- Please? Okay. - No.

So, I've been reading the language

of the consent decree,

and you have a great deal of freedom

in questioning who you want and going where you want.

Yes, I know. It's wonderful.

Yes, but the intent is more to follow our officers.

Instead, it appears they are following you.

Captain, can I tell you

a little bit about why

- I took this job? - I can't wait.

I spent 30 years being a lawyer,

and I sometimes knew the person I was defending

was... was guilty.

And then this DOJ agent...

Celetano... he mentioned this job

and said I didn't have to lie anymore.

That my work could be all about finding the truth

and not just some better way of telling a lie

for someone I was defending.

Why are you hounding Professor Modarian?

Uh, Alex? I...

I'm not hounding him.

- I like-I like him. He... - Elsbeth.

- Yes. - Come on.

You just talked about the truth,

so please be truthful with me.

- You're right. - Mm-hmm.

As a lawyer, I could always tell how guilty a client was

by how much he talked, and Alex talks a lot.

Also, he came to the crime scene.

Guilty men always want to be there, you know that.

- So you think he killed his student? - Yes.

- Why? - I don't know.

That's what's bothering me. I mean,

ugh, I have ideas, but...

no proof.

Mr. Modarian, I wasn't sure if you... Oh.

Ms. Tascioni, how are you? Come on in.

We were just talking about you.

Did Ms. Tascioni ever ask you about this, sir?

No. She showed a lot of interest

in my deodorant use,

but you never asked me about a Trevor James,

- did you? - Who's Trevor James?

Someone allegedly stalking Olivia.

Here.

And what do you know about this man?

Uh, not a lot, really. A lot of our students

have fans, and I've warned them

about the perils of social media.

But some of these people can get a little bit toxic.

Where did these letters come from?

The dressing room. Olivia Cherry's makeup station.

And did Mr. Modarian find them?

Let it go, okay?

40 students saw Alex Modarian

at the cast party at the exact time

of Olivia's text and then her death.

- How did he manage that? - Oh, I don't know yet.

- And what's his motive? - I don't know yet.

Then stop hounding him.

What I'm doing is police work.

I have a suspect and a motive.

- Stalking? - Yes. Look,

let me do my job and then you can come in

afterwards if you want and criticize me.

Are you staying?

I've been ordered to follow you.

Mm.

Who found these stalking letters?

- Was it Mr. Modarian? - Yes.

And did you notice two spaces after each sentence?

I did.

I think we need to find

some writing of Mr. Modarian

to see if he leaves two spaces

after each line...

What?

I don't know.

No, Mr. Modarian's been a perfect gentleman.

Yeah, I like him, too.

But I was just wondering... Oh!

By the way, I love that scene that you did in class.

Oh, the scene I'm being cheated on?

Oh, my gosh, yes. That was so great.

I was worried I went too big.

Oh, no, no, I like big.

So...

you two dating?

Excuse me?

You and Alex... are you dating?

Is he in trouble?

Oh, no, no, no, no. It's just a simple question.

No, I'd never date a teacher.

Oh. Well, it's just that when I was in Alex's office,

I heard him on the phone with a Lana.

Oh. Must have been another Lana.

You know what was

so fascinating

about that acting class that I saw?

It was how Alex said that acting was only convincing

if you could do it with your face and your body

at the same time.

I'd never thought of that, but I think it's true.

If you're dating Alex, it's no big deal.

I'm just curious.

I know what you're thinking,

but I got these parts on my own.

I didn't sleep with him for them.

Um...

is this a syllabus from your class?

Yes.

Can I borrow it?

Two spaces after every period.

Great. Great, great, great.

Now, motive.

Alex looks every to new semester

for a pretty replacement.

Lana replaced Olivia.

So that means Olivia must have replaced...

Let's see, who did he cast in the lead before her?

Beatrice Bruni.

Thank you.

Good luck with your mom.

Look.

It's right there.

So, are you asking if I was dating Alex

or are you asking if I was sleeping with him

to get ahead?

Well, both, but the second question's

more interesting, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

But I'm a nun now, so, uh...

I don't kiss and tell.

Why are you a nun now?

The musical. Flying Nun mixed with...

♪ Singing Nun. ♪

Excuse me?

Uh, do you know

Olivia Cherry, the actress?

Oh, God, yeah, I heard.

That was awful.

She was a good actress.

Well, I noticed your last semester

that your parts got smaller

- as hers got bigger. - Yeah.

Alex has his favorites.

The wider you spread your legs, the bigger the part.

Are you willing to sign a statement to that effect?

No.

Even if it helped stop a killer?

Alex isn't a killer.

He's just a scumbag.

Unless...

he was worried about cancelled.

Do you know that for a fact?

- No, but that's why I need you. - No, no,

that's a toxic accusation.

Prove it, then come back to me

and I'll sign your statement.

Well, that's the motive.

Now we just need to prove it.

Okay, fast. Where are we?

Investigating the stalker,

but he has an alibi for the death.

- He was at a comedy show in Brooklyn. - And you?

- I've been following Elsbeth Tascioni. - And?

She thinks the acting teacher was sleeping with the victim.

Is it true?

We have no evidence to that effect, Captain.

- Officer? - Tascioni has gone back through the plays

for the last three years and found that the acting teacher

features a new actress every six months.

It's her theory that that's because

he was sleeping with that student.

And what do you think?

Well, I don't think it's my position...

Officer, just spit it out.

I think there's a chance she's right.

Tascioni thinks he killed her

because he was afraid she was going to the school

- to get him fired. - No.

Captain, this is all just nonsense intuition.

- We need proof. - Then get it.

I don't care who's right or wrong.

Either follow her lead or come up with your own.

And you... stay on her.

- Where is she now? - A play reading.

And why are you here?

Because y-you asked me here.

Go.

And she-she walks off the stage

and just leaves me standing there by myself.

- Mr. Modarian. - Ms. Tascioni.

- Hi. - It's good to see you.

- You too. - Sounds like

you've been a busy little bee.

Buzz-buzz.

So, how was your play reading?

Oh, it was like all readings:

it was disappointing and it was a half hour too long.

Oh, well, this ought to cheer you up.

I got you a present from Times Square. I thought

you deserved something for all of your patience.

- How nice. - Yeah.

I even got your name on it.

"Best Director."

Well, I will cherish this.

My guess is that this isn't the only reason

that you're here, Elsbeth.

You used my name.

Well, it seems appropriate,

when playing chess against a good adversary.

I'm gonna get myself another drink and then we can talk.

Can I get you anything, Elsbeth?

Oh, no, no, I'm kooky if I drink.

You really don't want to see that.

Here is the syllabus from your class.

And these are copies of Olivia's texts.

So, Olivia sent 12 texts

to friends saying she wanted to kill herself.

Did you know that there's a typo on your syllabus?

See, you typed "decieve"

but you accidentally...

switched the E and the I. Did you know

that's the most common spelling error in English?

- Really? - Yes. Now,

look over here on Olivia's texts. She writes, "I'm sick"

"of 'forfieting' my career,"

but she...

switches the E and the I too.

So, what do you deduce from that, Sherlock?

I deduce, Watson...

you wrote those texts

to supply yourself with an alibi.

Mm. How would I have sent those texts

from Olivia's phone?

Well, Officer Kaya was telling me all about...

Was is it?

- A SIM card cloning tool. - Right.

I think you copied Olivia's SIM card

so you could text from her phone whenever you wanted.

Todd, do you have a moment?

Yes, sir.

This is my TA, Todd Ritter.

Todd, this is Elsbeth Tascioni.

She has something to do with the police department,

but nobody knows exactly what.

Todd, who types up my syllabuses?

I-I do, sir.

And you see here this typo?

Oh, I'm sorry, sir.

- Is it... - It doesn't matter, don't worry.

It's the most common error in the English language.

Isn't that right, Elsbeth? Oh, just one more question, Todd.

I hope it's not too personal,

but Elsbeth was commenting

on how much she loves your cologne.

What is it?

I don't use cologne.

Um, your deodorant, then.

Old Irish.

I like their commercials.

Me too. Thank you, Todd.

I'm sure Elsbeth will have some follow-up questions.

Anything, Elsbeth? Officer?

You let me know how you like The Lion King, won't you?

- Hi. - Hi.

Most Shakespeare is so overdone. Thoughts?

That's a fact. Or...

- Damn. - you can dig in to the iambic...

I didn't kill her. I loved her.

But you do admit to having been

- at her apartment that night? - No. No, no, no, no.

I was heading to her apartment but no one answered the door.

- Did you write these texts? - No.

But you did write this syllabus, right?

Yes, yes, but it's not my typo.

I think I judged you wrong, Ms. Tascioni.

You pointed us in the right direction.

Good job.

Forensics found some DNA on a hair on the deodorant.

It belonged to him.

- Todd Ritter. - Why would he do it?

He was jealous.

Olivia was seeing other people,

when he showed up that night, they fought,

he killed her and made it look like a suicide.

Anyway, good job.

When I'm wrong, I admit it.

Oh.

Where'd this happen?

Fast forward to 32:05.

Look, I just...

I just cut and paste parts of the syllabus

from the notes on Mr. Modarian's computer.

Those are not my typos.

It's not him.

Ms. Tascioni. Unlike you, apparently,

I have 46 other ongoing homicide cases.

So, you'll have to specify.

Todd Ritter.

He didn't kill Olivia Cherry.

Ms. Tascioni...

Hey, here's a thought.

Why don't you take yes for an answer?

I mean, this kid was sleeping with Olivia,

he lied about going to the apartment that night.

People lie about a lot of things.

Yeah. And guilty people lie about even more.

Now, this is our job, Elsbeth.

Let us do our job.

Now, I have to go.

Um, I'll come with you.

No. No.

You go and apologize.

That acting teacher is bringing charges

against you and the department for harassment,

so you go to him and you grovel.

And then we'll talk about your future.

W-What does that mean?

I need you to know when to stop.

You solved this. Now move on.

Or I'll call Cary Agos.

You know Cary.

Yes. From Chicago.

You know he's good.

Then take the win and move on. You solved the case.

But did you find the SIM card reader

on Todd Ritter?

- Go and apologize. - But...

Ah. Let go of this door or I'll shoot you.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, more blue.

Less white here. Great.

Thank you. Carrying on.

Mr. Modarian?

Elsbeth. What are you up to tonight?

An apology.

And, uh...

cookies.

I found this book on baking

and I thought I'd give it a try.

- Thank you. - They're supposed to be

Halloween cookies.

But I put in too much food coloring,

so they're a bit... red.

- Try one. - I'm good.

I will later, though. Thank you.

I-I'm just trying to say, sir, that...

you've been so nice to me and I have to apologize.

You really don't.

I really actually do.

The captain says I need to-to grovel.

So he heard

- about my complaint, did he? - Yes.

And all I want to say, sir, is

I'm a great admirer of your craft.

And I-I really enjoyed our little jousts.

I have to say I occasionally have, too.

Is, um...

someone gesturing to you?

Captain Wagner.

- Um, I'm so sorry, I will be right back. - No.

Captain Wagner got a search warrant for his dorm room.

Ugh, it's not gonna be there.

I told him Todd Ritter had nothing to do with her SIM card.

That's why Wagner wants you there.

He wants you to observe the search.

It's a waste of time.

Is Mr. Ritter still denying it?

We had to let him go.

We could only hold him for 24 hours.

I...

have to go. Mr. Modarian, um...

enjoy the cookies.

Goodbye, Ms. Tascioni.

Come to my woman's breasts

and take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,

wherever in your sightless substances

you wait on nature's mischief.

Come, thick night...

So they let you go.

Yeah. Not enough evidence.

But, uh, they want me to come in tomorrow for questioning.

I'm sure they're just fishing.

Yeah.

They keep asking how I sent texts for Olivia.

But I didn't.

Well, I'm glad you're able to get here

for the tech rehearsal tonight.

You mind holding the fort while I go to the restroom?

Sure.

Thanks.

In the dunnest smoke of hell,

that my keen knife see not the wound it makes,

nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark

to cry, "Hold!"

the attempt and not the deed

confounds us. Hark!

I laid their daggers ready;

He could not miss them, mmm.

If he had not resembled my father as he slept,

I had done't.

My husband. I have done the deed.

Didst thou hear a noise?

I heard the owls scream and the crickets cry.

- Did not you speak? - When?

- Now. - As I descended?

Mr. Modarian.

Hark, who lies in the second chamber?

Donalbain.

Mr. Modarian.

I was just... I'm just...

I was just... I'm-I'm just...

So you followed me.

Oh...

Nicely played.

You too, Alex.

No, no.

I mean over at the director's table.

That was some good acting, both of you.

How did you know?

All this time?

What was it that gave me away?

Acting.

- You weren't convinced by my acting? - Oh, no,

I was.

People in life don't act.

Hmm.

Have a cookie.

Stand up.

Alex Modarian,

you're under arrest for the murder of Olivia Cherry.

Did you get to see Cats?

No, tonight.

Think of me.

"Memories."

Good job.

Thanks.

Want to go see a play?

Oh, you don't have to be a hypocrite.

You won.

I can still feel sad.

I liked him.

Now, how are we gonna make this work?

You and the department?

You want me?

You don't want Cary Agos?

The department wants you.

You want me, too.

- We need to hug. - No, we don't.

Oh...

Wow!

Yeah.

We did that just for you.

Yes, sir?

Is he there?

No, sir.

You ready to get started?

I think you're wrong about him, sir.

Captain Wagner's been nice to me.

Nice people can be corrupt too, Elsbeth.

I'd rather not do this.

Too bad.

You're not a defense lawyer anymore.

The truth means putting people in jail.

Call me in the morning.

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