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Good morning! Good to see you!

So glad we could squeeze you in.

[Sighs] This is more like it.

Hey, you're not the first to say that.

A lot of interest in this place.

Amy, Charles Wadsworth,

property broker, a.k.a. the dream maker.

So be prepared for all your dreams to come true.

You're loving the outside,

just wait till you see what's on the inside.

So spacious entrance. More of an atrium, really.

Yeah. They said by negotiation.

What do they want for it?

Well, what price do you put on perfection?

Cut the spin.

Well, the owners are prepared to consider

all reasonable offers.

Well... What-- What's the smell?

Hm. Uh... oh.

Uh, possibly a cleaning product

used on the Italian marble here.

Did I mention these floors? They're from the Amalfi Coast?

That is not a cleaning product.

Is it gas?[Coughs]

Gas? Oh, no, I wouldn't have thought so, no.

Ah. yes. No, they they did mention

touching up a bit of the paint.

So oil based perhaps, but fumey, isn't it?

Oh, for God's sake. Really?

We didn't book you people!

All the time to be cleaning the oven.

I'm so sorry about this.

Did you hear what I said? Excuse me.

- [Gas hissing] - [Coughs] Oh, God!

[Groans, coughs]

[Coughing]

Don't just stand there! Call an ambulance!

Call a bloody ambulance!

♪

Female. Late 40s, gassed herself in the oven.

So why are we here?

This is not the victim's house.

Remember him?

I do. Uh, one of the Wadsworth clan.

Mm-hmm.

Charles Wadsworth identified her

as Laura Lyman, one of his clients.

He was showing her around last night.

Trust fund baby now flicking real estate.

Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

Top end real estate, though.

What do you reckon a place like this is worth?

Much, much more than we'll ever earn

in our lifetimes combined.

Hi, Laura. Mike Shepherd.

I'm sorry. It seems you came untethered.

Nice rhymes, Boss.

Hmm. Emcee Shepherd in the house.

Apologies. Uh, we'll get you out of here as soon as we can.

Charles.

Detective.

Sorry to be meeting again under these circumstances.

Yeah.

The deceased was a client of yours?

Yes. Yeah. No.

She was interested in buying the house.

Mm. A viewing at night. Unusual?

Well, that's how interested.

She wanted to see the place in the evening,

lit up in all its glory.

Please just take your time. Yeah?

Make yourself at home.

Uh, and I will meet you back here soon.

We can talk about making an offer.

I came back maybe 30 minutes later, but she'd left.

The house was empty?

Yes.

What time was this?

About quarter to 10:00.

You checked the house?

Oh, yes. Of course.

And locked up?

Most definitely.

So you need a card, not a key?

Electric locking. Top of the line.

Oh. Uh, who else has a card?

I have the only one.

Mm. And the owners are?

Overseas.

Gina: Hello, Mike.

Beautiful day following the blood moon last night.

- Did you see it? - Uh...

Uh, Sims is waiting.

Did Mrs. Lyman seem upset?

Was she distressed in any way?

No. No, she seemed her usual self.

How many ovens does this place have?

Four. Two convection, steam, gas.

I thought natural gas couldn't kill you.

This is LPG. Lethal.

Oh. Very sad. Just like Svetlana Plotz.

- Who? - A famous poet.

She died in the early 1960s by gassing herself in the oven.

Oh, uh, no, I think you mean, um,

Sylvia Plath, American, wrote "The Bell Jar."

No, Svetlana Plath's Russian.

She wrote "The Ding Dong Box."

[Camera shutter clicks]

The ding dong?

Uh, yeah, sure. Whatever you say.

I know my poets. They're all the same.

Their work is so painful, it kills them in the end.

Okay, well, I'm going to leave you to it.

That is always for the best.

These ones never get any easier, do they?

Mm. Well, it's always harder

for those they leave behind.

And those who have to break the news.

I'll tell the husband.

♪ I was scared of silence

♪ Looking for distractions

♪ Something in the distance

♪ Caught my eye

♪ I was looking backwards

♪ Back into the darkness

♪ Somebody was crying

♪ Close nearby

[Inaudible dialogue]

♪ How can I explain

♪ My heart goes up in flames

♪ How can I let go?

♪ I don't know

♪ I don't know

[Cellphone rings]

Gina.

Mike, I need to talk about why sometimes

we keep things close to our breasts.

Okay. Uh, I'll be right there.

You know, Svetlana Plotz wrote like this.

Known as confessional poetry.

Well, it may well be confessional,

but I don't think it's a poem.

I love what you've done with the place.

I always try to make it nice for a viewing.

Uh, Mike, this is Sonny Lyman.

Uh, hello. Uh, DC Shepherd. Dr. Kandinsky.

I'm sorry to meet this way.

Are you ready for this?

No. But let's get it over with.

♪

That's my wife, Laura Lyman.

Uh, you're welcome to take some time.

♪

He's very handsome for a dentist.

In Russia, they all look like Herman Munster.

Well, uh, this guy's apparently pretty good.

Who do you use?

Oh, I don't bother. I do it myself. Much cheaper.

You do your own dental work?

It's all about mirrors and holding your tongue right.

And having access to a high speed rail.

Anyone could do it.

Wow.

Gina, is there no end to your talents?

No.

Can we talk?

This was found with her?

Do you recognize the handwriting?

Yes. It's Laura's.

Was your wife struggling with depression at all?

Not exactly.

Uh, it says, "No kids."

Yeah. One was never enough.

Laura always wanted more. Never happened.

It says, "No husband."

Were the two of you planning on separating?

Oh, no, no, nothing like that.

But it's why I wanted to talk to you.

You need to get that lame excuse

for a real estate salesperson, Charles Wadsworth,

and his crazy wife in here

and charge her with manslaughter or something.

I'm sorry? I don't follow.

- His wife, Jools Fahey. - Yes, I know who she is.

She's been harassing Laura and me for the past six months.

Harassing you about what?

She...

thinks I'm in love with her.

That she and I are in love.

And is there any basis to that?

No.

She's sick. Seriously unwell.

So, why does she think that?

She was a patient of mine.

One day after some treatment,

she started behaving completely irrationally,

talking as if we were a couple,

making unwanted visits to the clinic.

Mrs. Fahey!

You don't have an appointment today.

I was hoping Sonny could take a quick look at my jaw,

just to make sure everything's all right.

Toothache?

Something is aching, yes.

Crazy, weird, weird stuff.

And your wife knew about this?

Yeah. And was quite rightly furious about it.

And then last night...

Sorry, we've only just arrived ourselves.

What the hell are you doing here?!

Sonny wanted to show me the house.

Christ, Jools. For God's sake.

- Get out of here! - There you are.

I got here as quick as I could.

Dad, do something I.

I love the place!

What the hell is going on?

Get her out of here! I want you out of my life!

Ah!

Mike: So you went to this viewing,

and you invited Jools Fahey?

No, of course not. She was making that up.

Any excuse to insert herself into our lives.

Honey, I'm really sorry this happened.

Get away from me.

Everyone just needs to get away from me.

Mom, it's okay. No it's not.

I need some peace from this.

I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

Do you think I'm going to buy this home from you now?

It's a beautiful house, Mom.

It is. That it is.

Sonny: Just take your time, honey.

Yeah, just take some breaths.

We can buy this house if you want.

I mean, maybe this is the one.

You just-- you take all the time that you need.

Okay? I'll get Eva home.

Come on.

What are you playing it?

I didn't know she was coming, I swear.

[Groans]

Please, please, just take your time. Yeah?

Mike: And you left with?

- My daughter Eva. - Oh.

Charles Wadsworth stayed behind.

Uh, he left shortly after to take his crazy wife home.

Charles, I'm drenched!

I mean it. Get in the car now.

No!

Sonny: I'm not gonna tell Eva about this.

Uh, well, that's entirely up to you, of course,

but often those left behind want something to hold on to.

It won't make any sense.

Jools Fahey. Get that woman off the streets.

Uh, could you show Mr. Lyman out.

This way.

[Cellphone rings]

Gina.

Gina: Mike, there are signs of a struggle on the victim.

What exactly?

Something not consistent with suicide.

Come for me now, Mike.

We need to talk about Jools Fahey.

Jools Fahey?

Yeah, bring her in. I'll call you on the way.

Unbelievable.

Svetlana Plotz was a real poet,

most famous for ripping off "The Bell Jar."

Russian appropriation. Who would have thought?

- Todd. - Oh, detectives.

I didn't know you work here.

Well, in the traditional sense,

of exchanging physical exertion

for usable currency.

Not sure I do.

Uh, Jools Fahey. Is she around?

Oh, uh, back that way.

Thank you.

Charles, stop. I need you to stop this.

Charles: All I'm saying is there are gonna be questions.

Sorry to interrupt.

Detectives. Not at all.

Uh, pot plants for the office, is it?

Uh, last night, you were at a viewing

at 416 Tullamore Drive.

Uh, yes, I did pop in.

It's one of Charles' listings, a lovely place.

We understand you were there the same time Laura Lyman

was viewing the property.

I did see her, yes.

Uh, Mrs. Lyman was found deceased there this morning.

I know. Charles said.

Oh, poor Sonny. I'll drop a casserole round later.

No, you won't.

Oh, Charles, have a heart.

You know what? Why don't we go back to the office

and make sense of all this there.

Why?

A woman has died.

By suicide.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, the conclusion of suicide is yet to be confirmed.

Shall we?

Perhaps you should come to.

Gina: There are traces of her own skin

beneath her fingernails.

These marks were self-inflicted?

She fought back, but unsuccessfully.

Then someone placed her in the oven?

Yes. Or...

Or?

The attacker left, the victim was disorientated.

She opened the oven thinking it was a window.

She attempted to climb through.

But was poisoned by the fumes.

But first she turned the oven on?

Why would she do that?

I don't know, but it would have had to have been on for her

to succumb to the gas.

Maybe she thought

the knob was the window ledge.

That's a very interesting theory, Gina.

Thank you. Mike. You know, I have hidden depths.

Take a seat.

Mike won't be long, and then we'll get underway.

Oh, do you think I might make a call while I wait?

To your lawyer?

No. To Sonny. Dr. Lyman,

I do want to send my condolences.

Uh, I'm not sure that's appropriate,

given the situation.

I see.

Well, that's a shame. He'll think I'm so rude.

Jools Fahey is waiting, but she's in a weird space.

Yeah, it's like she's disassociated

from the whole situation.

Should we get a psych in?

Uh, let's see what she has to say first.

Jools, hello again.

Detective, nice to see you.

And firstly, thank you for letting me

speak to you without Charles.

Oh, well, we generally interview people separately,

just as a matter of policy.

Daniel: Unless they require a support person.

Oh, you don't need anyone, do you, Jools?

No.

What I'm saying is all this is hard on Charles,

the poor thing.

And by "all this", you mean your affection for Dr. Lyman?

Affection. How sweet.

I think it's best to name it for what it is.

And what's that?

Love.

You're in love with Sonny Lyman.

Mm-hmm. And he with me, very much.

Even though you're married to Charles Wadsworth.

Charles is an absolute sweetie.

Uh, and Dr. Lyman was married to his wife.

Yes.

Oh, what he must be going through.

How did this love come about?

Wisdom teeth.

Sonny, Jools Fahey here for your 11:00.

Jools, come in.

Take a seat.

So today we're going to talk about these wisdom.

Jools: So I had surrendered to him, and he did his thing,

and his work was immaculate. I didn't feel any pain.

And then--

Jools...

Jools?

Hello, beautiful.

Nice to have you back.

I thought I'd lost you for good there.

I'm not going anywhere.

Have a rinse.

Hello, beautiful? He said that?

He's a very charming man.

Oh, I'm not oblivious to the irony.

What irony is that?

Uh, we take wisdom teeth out, and in turn,

make room for a new wisdom.

Feelings.

That were obviously always there,

but never mentioned.

Now laid bare. Quite naked.

Did you hurt yourself recently?

Hm?

Uh, is that a bruise on your cheek?

Oh. Silly work thing. Moving a pot--

Uh, potted bamboo.

Last night, what happened when you left

416 Tullamore Drive?

Uh, Charles escorted me home. He insisted.

Drive home. Do not stop.

Do not think about coming back here. I will follow.

Charles, I've been humiliated.

Go home, Jools. I need to close this deal.

You are ruining everything!

I escorted her home.

She didn't want me to, but I insisted.

Your wife's mental health, how would you describe it?

Kristin: She has openly said that she's in love

with another man, so that must be distressing.

It's not real.

Mike: A woman is dead.

We have reason to believe not by her own hand.

It would be helpful to know whether her mental state is...

Dangerous?

Perhaps you should talk to her psychiatrist.

Their name?

Roger Plummer.

Dr. Plummer, it's Kristin Sims.

Detective, how can I help?

Uh, Jools Fahey, I understand that she's a patient of yours.

Yes. Of course, I'm not at liberty to discuss.

But Charles Wadsworth specifically requested

that we contact you.

We have written consent.

Can I ask what this is about?

It's in relation to a suspected homicide.

Would you mind popping down to the station

for a chat at your earliest?

Uh, Lucas and I are just finishing a coffee.

I'll see you shortly.

I need to call into the police station.

- What have you done? - Nothing. Not me.

A client possibly.

I should get back to the parish.

Then drop me on the way.

It's on the opposite side of town.

Lucas, please.

This wretched bike. It's like a push me/pull you.

You're welcome to borrow my unicycle.

Still getting the hang of it, but it's fun.

I'll come with you.

When Charles Wadsworth returned at 9:45,

the house was empty, so he locked it.

But we only have his word for that.

Regardless, somewhere between then and this morning,

Laura was attacked and then found dead in the kitchen.

So how did she get back into the locked house?

Someone else had a key card.

Charles is the sole agent.

Well, we have Jools Fahey openly in love

with the victim's husband, so clear motive.

All right. With her husband, Charles,

holding the key to the scene of the crime. That fits.

But if the suicide was staged,

then how do we account for the note

written in the victim's handwriting?

I've been treating Jools Fahey

for De Clérambault's syndrome.

Declar--

De Clérambault's syndrome, a condition where the brain

is in a heightened state of arousal about another person,

usually someone of a higher social status.

And what triggers this condition?

In Jools Fahey's situation, it was coming out of anesthetic,

a state of acute vulnerability, and there was Dr. Lyman

standing before her like a savior.

And this unique bond was formed.

And how common is this syndrome?

Well, well documented, but, um, extremely rare.

And how is it cured?

I have tried various therapies recommended

by the Royal College of Psychiatry.

I had high hopes for hypnotherapy,

but so far, to no avail.

How did you know Dr. Lyman had fallen in love with you?

I could see it in his eyes.

Would you describe the attraction as sexual?

If it becomes possible for us to be together,

of course.

If the physical side doesn't happen,

it wouldn't matter.

It's much purer than that.

Kristin: "If it becomes possible for us to be together."

Surely the main obstacle to that

was the presence of Sonny's wife, Laura.

How often do you see Miss Fahey?

That's a little awkward.

Her husband Charles has had to tighten his belt.

He can no longer afford my fees.

Jools Fahey is currently without medical supervision?

Yes.

Mr. Wadsworth. Jack of all trades.

Yeah.

Help out on occasion.

This is a new business.

Is Jools here? Uh, no.

Uh, you mentioned to my boss that

when you left the viewing, Mrs. Lyman seemed

her usual self.

Yes.

So you have met on more than one occasion.

She's looked at other properties, yes.

Right. But to be fair, she wasn't her usual self.

She pushed your wife into the pool. She was upset.

Yeah. That was, uh, that was unfortunate.

Last night, you said that you went back to the property

and locked up.

That's right.

And Mrs. Lyman wasn't there?

No, the place was empty, so I locked up and left.

Any chance Mrs. Lyman was still there?

She wasn't. But if she was,

there wouldn't be anyone to say otherwise, correct?

I don't like what you're implying.

Your relationship with Mrs. Lyman,

is it anything more than client, real estate salesperson?

Property broker? And no, there was nothing more.

Were you angry about the way

Mrs. Lyman treated your wife?

Like I said, it was unfortunate, and that's all.

How long would you say it took you to lock up?

Uh, oh, a few minutes.

And how long is the drive between the Tullamore property

and your place?

15 minutes, give or take.

Okay, I'll let you get back to it.

Harper: Dr. Lyman hopes to be back in a week.

Thanks, Mrs. Marlowe.

Kia ora.

Hi again. Harper?

Yes.

We've actually met before, haven't we?

Kind of.

You used to work with the Wilbury brothers.

In a past life, yeah.

When that all fell apart, I wanted a fresh start.

About a year ago, I wound up here.

With a new name.

I needed to leave everything behind.

Uh, Jools Fahey. She's a patient here?

Uh-huh.

Well, we understand

that she's formed an unusual attachment to Dr. Lyman.

[Chuckles] Sure.

If that's a euphemism for batshit crazy.

Weirdest thing I've ever seen.

Mrs. Fahey, Dr. Lyman is with a patient.

I'm not here to interrupt.

Yes, but--I just thought this

might brighten up the place.

A butterfly pea, clitoria ternatea.

Such an inviting flower. Perhaps in the corner.

Well...

Nothing we said made any difference.

[Speaking native language] Not too spicy.

Well, a little bit of heat, but, you know...

Mrs. Fahey, Dr. Lyman has asked me to tell you

he cannot accept gifts like this.

But what we say isn't always what we mean, is it?

Tell him I said ciao.

Relentless. I'll give her that.

Kristin: Did you ever get any sense

that Dr. Lyman encouraged her?

Like, is he hot for her?

For want of a better term.

If hiding in the back room whenever she comes around,

is hot for her, sure.

So you never noticed any reciprocation?

Nope.

Oh, my God.

Poor thing.

It sucks.

It's gonna be okay. All right?

Um, this is Detective Sims.

Sonny's daughter. Eva.

Hello. Hi.

Um, Dad asked me to pick up his laptop.

You know where it is?

Uh, Dr. Lyman has a dental assistant?

Yeah, Lisa. But she's away.

Okay. Can I get her address?

Thanks.

Gina: I found high traces of nitrous oxide in the victim.

Nitrous oxide is a relaxant.

It travels through the neural system.

But it's not lethal?

No. The oven killed this woman.

You're suggesting that this was used

to overpower the victim first.

If the apparatus encapsulated the nose and mouth,

she could have been breathing in

more than 70% recommended dose.

In seconds, she would have been seen dancing Cossacks

wearing pink tutus.

Daniel: So she faints or loses consciousness.

Kristin: Rendering her physically and mentally useless.

So relaxed that when she's placed in the appliance,

she would have had no way to resist.

Until she succumbs to the gas from the oven itself.

In a perversely happy frame of mind.

It's a disturbing way to go.

[Sighs] If only Svetlana had been happy when she died.

I should read you a passage.

Yeah. Great.

Uh, not tonight. Thanks, Gina.

Gina: "It was a brutal sulfuric winter.

I was near the end, peering into a black hole.

The pit of despair was calling my name.

Svetlana.

The idea of being poisoned makes me feel anxious."

It's all I could think to do.

You're too good to me.

If there's anything, you call me.

[Engine starts]

Patient of mine.

That is a lasagna.

People are so thoughtful.

How are you holding up?

We've had better days, haven't we?

The vultures are circling.

Eva, she was being kind.

For God's sake, Dad!

Mum died in an oven, and she brings you something she baked?

[Cellphone rings]

Do you want to get that?

All my friends are reaching out.

Mom kills herself, and suddenly I'm so popular.

Eva, come on. It's not like that.

They care about you.

[Sighs]

You have new information?

Yeah, we need to talk to you both

about events leading up to your wife's passing.

It might be best if we talk separately.

Yeah. Of course. I'll show you around the place.

Laura's pride and joy.

Nitrous oxide is no longer our go to.

Dental associations worldwide have recommended

we don't use it. Diazepam is preferred now.

So you don't use it?

I don't offer it. No.

So what did you use on Jools Fahey?

Uh, that was a deep sedation.

Bilateral wisdom tooth extraction.

She was very anxious, so I thought it best

to put her under.

Ms. Fahey talks about your chairside manner,

that it's very intimate.

I'm a dentist and an oral surgeon.

80% of our skill is putting people at ease.

Friendly, sure, but "intimate" is not an appropriate word.

Uh, "Hello, beautiful" could be construed as intimate.

Is that what she told you? When she came to?

No, I never said that.

Jools? Jools?

Oh. Hello, Jools.

Nice to have you back.

For a moment, we thought we'd lost you for good.

[Mumbling indistinctly]

Have a rinse.

Hello, Jools. Hello, beautiful.

In her state, she may well have heard something

other than what I actually said.

Next thing I know, she's calling the clinic

two, three times a day.

Mrs. Fahey, please listen.

Dr. Lyman is simply not available

to talk to you right now.

Okay? Thanks. Bye.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you,

thank you, Harper.

Just hang up next time, okay?

A few days later, she bailed me up outside the clinic.

Sonny. Jools, please.

Okay. This is not appropriate.

I know you need more time. These feelings are so big.

There are no feelings!

You'll come to accept that this is real.

And we'll both be very happy. So very happy.

I called her GP.

He contacted her husband, but the harassment continued.

Yet you didn't contact the police?

Because I recognize that she's ill.

Jools Fahey is a very sick person, Detective.

That's very tolerant of you.

Perhaps.

But believe me, Laura was not so understanding.

[Sighs] It's a lot of money, Laura.

The Taylors paid 3.2 for their new home.

And this place is next level.

And the neighborhood is very...

White?

Clean.

It's at the right end of town.

Just take a look. That's all I ask.

Oh, my God. No. Don't look at her.

Prosecco. Thanks, Trudy.

Screw this.

Laura, don't.

Look, I don't know what your problem is,

but it's a big problem for me.

So if you don't leave my husband,

my family, and me alone, I will call the police.

I'm simply enjoying a drink.

What are you going to do about this?

She's just having a glass of wine.

- Oh, no she's not. - Laura, come on.

Death by a thousand cuts? Is that the plan?

She's killing me.

I mean you no harm, Laura.

Enjoy your drink!

Okay. You've got to leave.

I wouldn't stay here if you paid me.

I've got tennis shoes that taste better than your calamari.

Come on, Sonny.

I'm so sorry about this.

Sorry your wife likes eating tennis shoes.

Come on, Sonny, now.

It's all right, Sonny.

It's hard on her, what we have.

[Beeps]

Listen, we don't have anything!

Laura was in the right.

Jools Fahey pushed her over the edge.

Sonny, we have reason to believe that your wife's death

was not by her own hand.

I don't understand.

There are signs of a struggle

preceding her asphyxiation in the oven.

You mean someone put her in there?

Potentially.

Jools Fahey.

- We're making inquiries. - Well, who else could it be?

She was at the house. What more do you need?

Actual evidence.

You get that woman off the streets.

Sonny Lyman says that nitrous oxide

is no longer part of his treatment plan.

What about nangs?

Whippets.

- Yeah. - What?

Small nitrous cylinders, used to whip cream,

among other things, but some people choose

to huff them to get high.

Called nangs, whippets,

hippie crack.

What? So the offender grabs the victim

by the throat and says, "Here, try these."

But the effects are really short.

Maybe less than a minute, so then what?

Offers another one?

[Laughs] And another one.

Yeah, sounds a little clumsy.

Anything from the daughter?

Yeah, one or two things of interest.

What do you want to know?

What happened after you left the house

at Tullamore Drive.

After crazy Jools Fahey showed up?

Yeah. After that.

Dad drove me home.

He went to the pub,

I watched TV.

Dad came home.

Mum didn't.

Your dad went to the pub?

Harper's birthday.

He wanted to give her a present.

Okay. You didn't go?

I'm 17. I wasn't invited.

She came to this house, you know?

Harper?

Jools Fahey.

Mom and I were out of town, and dad comes home,

and she's cooking him dinner.

Sonny: Excuse me. What are you doing?

Beef bourguignon. Your favorite.

And there's a lovely Bordeaux open.

How was your day?

Uh...

And what does your dad do?

What do you think?

She was right here, cooking bloody beef bourguignon.

Did you call the cops?

No. I asked her to leave.

She's sick, Eva. She's a very sick woman.

I haven't mentioned this to your mother.

Since you left school, she's--

She doesn't need the stress.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Well, if there's anything else that comes up,

give me a call.

Thanks.

Uh, well, surely that behavior

makes Jools Fahey certifiable.

Mm. Sonny Lyman needed to lay a complaint. He didn't.

And the fact that he went to the pub.

Odd after what happened at Tullamore Drive.

And he never mentioned that.

Well, maybe he thought you didn't need the stress.

I'll make coffee.

- Oh, you don't have to. - Yeah, I'll do it.

That's all right. It's my turn.

And we are out of bait.

Bummer.

- Oh, well. - That's all right.

I'll go to Frodo's and get a round.

Phew.

Morning, Todd. Just the usual. Thanks, Frodo.

Everything okay with you guys?

Yeah. You know, sweet as.

But, yeah. Tough news about Mrs. Lyman.

Yeah. Real punch in the gut, that one.

You knew her?

Well, no, but Mr. Lyman, for sure.

Greatest dentist in all of Brokenwood.

Yep. Whole family used him. Heart goes out, you know?

It's usually the dentist who, um,

you know?

It's the highest rate of all the professions.

It's usually not the wives.

Hope it doesn't affect his sense of humor.

He's a funny guy.

Always puts you at ease, even when the drill is spinning.

Yeah, only one who can make you laugh

while pulling out your wisdom teeth.

[Chuckles]

Yeah. Got a bit of a stand up routine, does he?

Oh, nah, it's just the gas. Helps take the edge off.

Probably the most fun I've had in ages. [Chuckles]

I thought that dentists don't use laughing gas anymore.

Well, no, but, um,

if you say the code, he'll bring it out.

What's the code?

"Hey, I'm completely freaking out here.

Give me some gas."

Yeah, that usually does it.

When did you have your wisdom teeth out?

Just last week. Yeah. Healed up pretty quick.

Top dentist, eh, Dr. Lyman.

Thanks, Todd. You, uh, have a good day.

Hey, Mike. Sorry. Coffee's off.

I'm heading to the dentist clinic.

Sonny Lyman's been telling porkies.

It's in here.

You turn the tank on, it comes through there.

And good times.

And does it get used often?

I reorder when Sonny tells me to.

And how long ago was that?

A while ago. Why?

Wait. Is that what--

Oh, no way. That stuff can't kill you.

It's just part of our inquiries.

The night that Mrs. Lyman died,

you were having drinks at the Croc and Panther?

Uh, yeah. A couple of mates. Pretty low key.

And Sonny Lyman came to wish you a happy birthday.

Yeah. Dedicated boss.

Best boss I ever had.

Nothing more than that?

What do you mean?

A stalker interrupted their house viewing.

His wife was upset,

yet he still found time to spend with you.

[Scoffs] Wow. Okay.

You know, I turned up here in Brokenwood

one level up from a homeless person.

Sonny Lyman gave me a shot.

He-- He believed in me. He said I had promise.

And I was so grateful to get out of that crappy life.

Coconut shies and ghost trains.

And I did everything I could to live up to that promise.

I made this place cool, you know?

People like coming here, like coming to the dentist.

And Sonny is a really good guy,

so don't come here digging for dirt that doesn't exist.

Please.

[Sighs]

Come through. We're just discussing funeral arrangements.

I'm sorry to interrupt. Ah, Reverend.

Detective.

Eva. Hi.

Well, I think I have everything that we need anyhow.

Psalm 51: 3 to 19.

It's one of my favorites.

Oh, and Eva's going to sing,

which will be very special.

If she feels up to it.

Dad, I can handle it.

Voice of an angel, this one.

Well, I'll, um, I'll leave you to it.

Thank you, Reverend.

Thank you.

He married us. Christened Eva.

Now he starts laying us to rest.

You're here to tell us Jools Fahey's been arrested?

Uh, without actual evidence, not yet.

That's disappointing to hear.

Dad, I'm gonna go on practice.

Okay, love.

[Sighs]

You know, I feel like I've-- I've let her down.

I'm sure that's not the case.

You have kids, detective?

I don't, no.

Sonny, earlier today, when I asked you about

nitrous oxide, you said you didn't have any.

My colleague checked your clinic,

and there is a supply there.

I said I didn't offer it. That's not the same thing.

We believe that your wife was overpowered by nitrous oxide

and then was left to die by propane inhalation.

Are you suggesting someone took gas from my surgery?

No.

Who had access?

Only Harper. She wouldn't do that.

Anyone else?

Well, my assistant, Lisa.

But she's been on leave this week in Fiji.

And it's not like I have the only supply in town.

I'm aware of that.

So surely you should be making inquiries elsewhere.

And we are.

When the team first arrived, there were several windows

and doors open.

In an effort to expel the gas, yes.

Are you sure it was fully locked when

you left the previous night?

Oh, yes, that's real estate 101.

Laura?

Laura?

Make sure it's as you found it. It was locked.

I have no idea how Mrs. Lyman made her way back in.

Now, you took Jools home after the altercation?

Yes.

Yet you both had cars.

I followed her home.

Jools, this has to stop!

Charles, what's got into you?

I am out there trying to make an honest go of work,

of our marriage, and you're hell bent

on destroying it all!

Charles, I love you, I do, but...

Sonny invited me to look at the house.

No, he didn't! Why would he?

Because he loves me.

Oh, please.

I, uh, left her there, came back here, locked up,

and, uh, then I returned home.

And Jools was at home when you got back?

No.

Where was she?

Where do you think?

When she finally got back, I asked her.

I went to visit Sonny to make sure he was all right.

You went to his house?

Oh, Charles, don't make a thing.

And was-- was Laura there?

No, and neither was Sonny.

I'll try calling him tomorrow.

No amount of rational discussion

can make her alter her behavior.

This is very critical information

you've been sitting on, Charles.

Look, I know my wife is unwell, okay?

But, look, I'm certain that she didn't do this.

So between 9:30 p.m. and 10:15 p.m., Jools was alone.

And Sonny Lyman?

Ah, well, we know that Sonny took Eva home.

And then headed to the pub.

Yeah. Harper's birthday drinks.

I stayed for one, came home,

checked in on Eva, and went to bed.

Mm. And Laura hadn't returned home at that point either?

No, and Eva hadn't seen her.

Hey, kiddo, Mom not home yet?

No, I tried calling her.

Didn't answer.

Maybe she's putting an offer in on that new place.

[Chuckles] Signing her life away.

Kristin: So he goes to bed.

His wife didn't come home,

and he never thought to report it.

Separate bedrooms.

Laura struggled with insomnia.

She worried a lot, especially about Eva.

Wanted so much for her.

It's the only child thing, you know?

He wakes up, goes to work,

thinks she's still sleeping.

[Cellphone buzzes]

DC Chalmers.

Um, could we talk?

There's something you should know.

Oh, that is so thoughtful.

Eva, absolutely.

Dad asked me to check if mum's plot at the cemetery

was the right one.

We could meet there.

Uh, Broken Hill cemetery. Sure thing. I'll see you then.

Appreciate you coming over.

If there's anything I can do, please.

Sure.

So, uh, what is it you wanted to share?

You asked if there's anything you should know.

Yeah.

Well, there's this one client of my dad's.

Her name is Nancy Jacks.

Her husband got killed last year.

Uh, yeah, the motel shooting.

We worked the case.

Yeah. That's her.

Well, she's struggling,

and her kids need a bunch of work done.

They come in a lot.

Sonny: Ah, well done, Travis. You're very brave.

No charge, Harper.

Sonny, you don't have to do that.

It's a statement, not a question.

Thank you.

See you next week.

[Door closes]

So you're saying that your father is a very generous man

who's helping a...

A damsel in distress?

[Chuckles]

Even in the movies, that always ends in a kiss.

Are you suggesting that your father is having an affair?

No.

He wouldn't do that. He's way too straight.

So you're suggesting that Nancy Jack's got so desperate

that she did something to your mum?

We haven't even had the funeral yet.

And it's like she's already moving in on my dad.

Okay, uh, we'll look into it.

When your father dropped you home the other night...

Yeah.

...did Jools Fahey pay a visit?

No.

Oh, my God, is she creeping about again?

Probably not.

Uh, don't worry about it. Thanks for your help.

Next up, Nancy Jacks.

You need a wingman?

I think I'll be fine.

Yes?

Hi, Nancy. I'm Detective Sims

Yeah, I remember.

Uh, do you mind if we have a chat?

Sure.

Sonny introduced us,

and Laura and I became a kind of friends.

They even baby sat the kids on occasion

when I needed a break.

She was very, uh, generous and open,

constantly giving me parental advice.

The thing with kids is you have to be firm sometimes.

I know. They need boundaries.

They do.

Yeah, I try, I swear.

It's just, when you're on your own.

Get them in line now, my friend.

Because as they get older,

the problems just get more complex.

Really? Do I want to know?

Experimentation.

Don't get me started.

What did she mean by that?

Drugs, sex. The usual pitfalls, I guess.

Things I have to look forward to, eh?

She was a-- she was a very good person.

I'm not going to move in there.

Even though Sonny's quite cute, don't you think?

That's not for me to comment on,

but you obviously find him attractive.

Even if I did, I'm not ready for that kind of change.

Nor are the kids.

Where were you night before last?

You still have to ask.

I do.

Here, where I am every night, with the kids.

Okay. Uh, well, thank you for your help, Nancy.

Sonny Lyman is a really, really good man.

You need to know that.

So everyone keeps saying.

I, uh, need to understand more about the treatments

that you offered Jools Fahey.

Jools Fahey? Oh, yeah. Pretty sad, eh?

With her imaginary friend.

Uh. Thanks, Frodo. This is a private meeting.

Yeah. That's what she says. Every Friday.

The usual, Frodo.

Mind if we take this table over here?

Always nice to have a bit of privacy.

Sure. Take a seat.

Your coffee, and for your friend.

Jools: Thank you.

Mm. Oh, is yours nice and warm?

Oh, isn't it lovely?

Frodo: Whoever it is never comes,

but she acts like he does.

It's weird. Can I say that?

I mean, it's not like she's hurting anyone.

She hasn't hurt anyone, has she?

Thanks, Frodo.

Um, you mentioned that you tried hypnotherapy.

Yes.

Roger's very good at it.

He puts me under on occasion.

Lucas, please.

She was very conducive to it.

And from there, we moved into role playing.

Another thing he's very good at.

Lucas, I'm trying to--

Talking about your work with the local operatic.

Oh, yes.

I remember well. Uh, Captain Cook sans pants.

Oh, well, we don't mention the war,

but it is something of a passion.

We're looking at doing "Hair" next year.

So no trousers again.

Lucas!

You were saying?

Ah, role playing.

I assume the role of Dr. Lyman, her dentist.

Under hypnosis, she accepts that I am he.

I then assert that I do not have feelings for her.

It's usually highly effective,

but nothing.

When you put someone under, do they still possess

the ability to lie?

Not if they're truly under.

Now, would it be possible for me to have

a chat with Jools in that state?

Like a polygraph? Jolly good.

Not quite.

Is that legal?

We'll keep it informal.

[Beeping]

Kristin: Hello again, Harper.

I've locked up.

I just have a few follow up questions.

I've already set the alarm.

Won't take long.

How about you buy me a drink, then?

Okay.

So, what do you want to know?

Uh, well, basically, we're still trying to establish

who might have had an issue with Laura Lyman.

I thought you were focusing on Jools Fahey.

Aside from Jools Fahey.

I see.

Okay, well, me.

You?

Well, that's what this is about, isn't it?

Uh, I don't follow.

Sonny hasn't told you?

Told me what?

[Chuckles]

It's hardly a secret.

Mrs. Lyman did not like me.

Because?

Uh, okay. Gee, uh, where do I start?

[Chuckles]

Uh, my background, color of my skin.

I didn't go to the right school.

Hardly went to school at all, to be honest.

And because I got on well with her husband, and...

Laura: Where did this come from?

Oh, it's kind of a--

Clitoria ternatea? Is this some kind of joke?

Honestly, I didn't--

You people, I thought I made myself very clear.

Your sexuality is not something

I want on display around my family.

Kristin: And you never told her that Jools delivered it?

Sonny would have copped it.

And the comment about your sexuality?

Yeah. You were way off the mark about me and Sonny.

He's not my style.

Ah.

And Laura felt uncomfortable about that?

Laura was a stuck up prude.

But to make matters worse, for my sins,

Eva got a little hung up on me.

It's how I feel.

I can't help how I feel about you.

It's sweet, and I get it.

But I can't be that person for you.

It's not appropriate.

On a whole bunch of levels.

Okay?

Harper: But she doubled down and declared her love

for me to her parents.

Harper! No. No, no, no, no, no. I will not have that.

Eva: I like girls, Mom!

No, you, don't!

Harper: Of course Laura wanted me fired.

I want that minx gone, Sonny.

Her influence over Eva is destructive and disgusting.

She's the best thing that ever happened to our clinic.

People love Harper.

Don't you be weak, Sonny Lyman.

What?

To his credit, he stuck by me. I kept my job.

Uh, so it would be fair to say Laura Lyman

had it in for you?

But nothing happened between you and Eva.

Oh, please. She's 17.

And I'm only interested in women my own age.

Dr. Plummer: One, two, three.

And you're with me.

Jools, how are you feeling?

Quite pleasant. How are you?

Fine. I'm fine.

Now, Mr. Shepherd has some questions for you.

Are you still comfortable with that?

Of course. Anything I can do to help.

Jools, we need to know a bit more about your

relationship with Sonny Lyman.

Yes.

Uh, couple of months ago,

uh, he discovered you at his house

cooking dinner.

Beef bourguignon, your favorite.

And there's a lovely Bordeaux open.

How was your day?

And he asked you to leave.

He did.

And how did that make you feel?

Would have been nice to spend some more quality time together.

But it wasn't to be.

He was angry with you. He accused you of trespassing.

Yes, but he was pretending, of course,

for his wife's sake.

Really in his heart, he wanted me to be there.

How did you know that his wife and daughter

were out of town?

I happened to hear about it.

Laura. No! Please, Laura. Please don't.

Laura-- ah, that woman!

What is it, love?

No one. Huh? Uh...[Sighs]

I was about to close on the Richmond place.

And now, "Oh, my daughter and I need to head away

on a girls weekend.

And can I see some more places when I get back?

Because it still doesn't feel quite right."

Nothing ever feels right with her.

When you arrived at the Lyman house

to cook Sonny Lyman dinner, was the house locked.

There's a spare key under a pot plant.

How do you know about that?

He sent me a picture.

I knew what it meant right away.

Uh, would you mind if

Detective Sims took a look at your file?

Not at all. Please. It's in my handbag.

It's 5683. The letters of love.

[Keys tapping]

Kristin: This number, it's from Sonny.

And the night before last, you went to his place again?

Yes.

Why?

Oh, I wanted to make sure he was okay.

His wife seemed very upset.

Well, after you turned up at a viewing unannounced.

- I was invited. - By Sonny?

Sonny wanted to show me the house.

He says that's not true.

What the hell is going on?!

Mm, what we say isn't always what we mean.

He sent me a text. He values my opinion.

Yeah.

Ah.

After Charles followed you home, you went to the Lymans?

Yes.

And what did you do?

Well, I took a little time to look around.

That's all. Then I left. I was home by 10:30.

And on your way home.

did you go via 416 Tullamore Drive?

No, I did not. I went home.

Charles was there.

Daniel: She touched her cheek when she mentioned Charles.

What are you thinking?

I just-- I don't think that she should be at large.

But it wasn't a formal interview, right?

Uh, correct. We have no grounds to hold her.

Yeah, unless Sonny lays a trespass complaint.

Hm. Which he seems reluctant to do so.

Well, that's ridiculous. I would never text that woman.

I barely text anyone. I hate the bloody things.

Would you mind if I took a look at your phone?

[Sighs] I have my wife's funeral to go to.

And I don't want to hold you up.

No pin?

No, I can't be bothered.

I understand that Eva had feelings for your employee.

Harper Kerr.

It was a crush. Nothing serious.

How did you feel about it?

We both put it down to teenage curiosity.

Did leave Harper in a pretty awkward position, though.

But she remained a valued member of your team

despite your wife's request to fire her.

I imagine that Harper felt resentful about that.

Harper is an excellent employee.

Hence, you went to see her

at the Croc and Panther for her birthday.

Yes. But I didn't actually see her.

You didn't see her at the pub?

No.

Oh, is your wife not with you?

No. Sorry again about the other night.

What can I get you?

Uh, I thought Harper Kerr was here.

Hm. She was in here.

Can't see her now.

[Sighs]

An old fashioned, isn't it?

You look like you need it.

Kristin: So you never saw her at all?

No. I had a drink, and I went home.

Hey, Mike, Sonny Lyman's phone

has no evidence of those texts to Jools Fahey,

but they could have been deleted.

Mike: Are you bringing it in for forensics?

He told me to get a warrant.

Huh. He's hiding something, you think?

Hard to say, but I did learn that he never

saw Harper Kerr at the pub when he went to visit her.

Where was she?

That's what I'd like to know.

[Snoring]

Todd.

Working hard, I see.

[Groans] Yep.

Trying not to.

Is Charles around?

Uh, he's at the bank. My wages didn't come through.

Hence, I've, uh, down tools until it's sorted.

Bank error you reckon?

Oh, he would want you to believe that, yeah.

The truth is, he's having credit problems all around town.

- [Beep] - Oh, gosh. Apologies.

Not sure what happened there.

- Uh, you didn't pay your bill. - Uh, try this one.

[Beeps]

Strike two.

Ah. Okay. Uh, as it happens--

Charlie boy, your credit's closed

till your tab is cleared.

Trudy, please. I'm about to close a deal.

I need to show a little largesse.

She ain't buying, buddy.

How many times has she had you at contract stage?

Well, this will be lucky number six.

But I have a very good feeling.

Oh, well, I've seen her type before.

She's all about the journey, not the destination, so...

And sure enough.

Okay, Laura, shall we do this?

Charles, I'm 98% there,

but something just doesn't feel quite right.

Let's keep looking.

Daniel: You're describing a desperate man.

Todd: The thing about selling a real estate

is you actually have to sell real estate.

His, uh, score card is zero.

Well, when you see him, tell him to call me.

Well, um, if I wanted to buy some bamboo,

could you sell it to me?

You don't want bamboo, bro. That's a weed.

So Jools doesn't stock it?

Nah.

That's what I thought.

[Bell tolling]

[Car doors close]

[Organ music playing]

♪ I could be what you want me to be ♪

♪ But that wouldn't mean that much to me ♪

♪ I'm aware of my own importance ♪

♪ You close your eyes to see

♪ The fire that burns in you

♪ Is the desire that isn't mine to free ♪

Great opportunity to pull out the notebook

and ask some questions.

[Speaks indistinctly]

♪ Just like poetry unrecited

♪ I think of us, and the moon turns iodine red ♪

♪ What was then is now

♪ Undecided

♪ and I think of us

♪ And the moon turns iodine red ♪

Thank you, Eva.

That was very personal.

It's times like these when the voice of an angel

can bring comfort to those in grief.

When a life passes, we should think not of loss,

but of giving.

Laura has been given back to the Lord.

For I'm reminded of the conversation God

had with Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates.

The Lord said, "Welcome, Peter, welcome home."

And Peter said, "God, it's good to be back."

And then the Lord said...

[Footsteps]

Oh, no.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Shall we?

Funerals are public events.

Daniel: Public events or public display?

Sonny: [Sighs] Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

Could you control your wife, please?

I didn't know she was coming, I swear.

Yeah. Where have I heard that before?

I didn't know!

You have to do better than that.

No wonder you can't sell houses.

What do you want me to do?

You want me to lock her in the basement?

Yeah, it would be a bloody start!

Charles, please. Sonny is grieving.

Just shut your mouth. Just shut your stupid mouth!

[Gasping]

I think this is where we--

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll kill you! I swear to God, I'll kill you!

[Jools groans]

[Gasping]

[Eva screams]

Um... let's take five, shall we?

[Organ plays]

Well, I say, this is an unusual case.

A man, my client,

he should have taken a restraining order out

on a woman of questionable mental health,

restrains that said woman at his own wife's funeral.

Attacks.

Sorry?

Mr. Lyman attacked Ms. Fahey,

witnessed by the entire congregation.

Well, as the saying goes, one man's attack is

another man's restraint.

Threatened to kill in public.

Threaten to kill?

It's often a preamble to self-defense.

Sonny: You saw what she did.

That woman has taken nearly everything from me.

My wife, my sanity.

I-I can't practice dentistry like this.

Detective, this is a man on the verge.

Now, I think all that is needed here is for

a large, blind eye to be turned upon

the statue of Lady Justice,

who we all know is blind already.

Well, the good news is,

Jools Fahey is not laying a complaint.

Good, job done.

But her husband Charles is.

What? Why?

Wants to seek damages to his reputation.

His reputation? [Laughs] Oh, for God's sake.

[Laughs]

Detective, as you know, I never joke about

mental health, but Jools Fahey,

she's clearly troubled, and she was always a little intense.

And this I know from personal experience because, as you know,

her and I had a brief dalliance some years ago.

And when we parted ways, I was relieved, to be honest.

Not to mention physically exhausted because

when she embarks on something, it's 110%,

including and not limited to, this fiasco.

Which begs the question, why the hell isn't she behind bars?

Because Jools Fahey didn't murder Laura Lyman.

How can you be so certain?

She wasn't at the house when your wife was killed.

Then who was?

That's what we're working on.

Kristin: Harper Kerr had birthday drinks

here the other night.

What time did she leave?

The party dispersed early, about 9:30.

They were heading over to Riverstone.

9:30. Okay, thanks.

But Harper didn't go. She stayed here.

Well, that's interesting, because I happen to know

that Sonny Lyman was here at 9:35 and Harper wasn't.

Or so he thought.

Hey, Trudy, my taxi still hasn't come.

[Cellphone chimes] Do you want another gin?

Oh.

Uh, do you have somewhere I could wait?

Yeah, come with me.

Trudy: Turns out she just needed a bit of a cry.

I love my job, man.

I love my boss.

But that witch, she has it in for me.

Sonny Lyman's wife had put the fear of God up her.

Laura: This is a public space, so let's not make a scene.

It's a simple message.

You will not corrupt my daughter.

Do you understand?

Sonny might not have had the balls to fire you,

but you are a cat on a hot tin roof

staring down at your ninth life.

If you see any of my family outside of work hours,

the hammer comes down,

and I'll tell Sonny it's either you or me.

And he'll choose me, my happiness over yours

in a heartbeat.

Make no mistake.

And you'll be out of your pathetic, precious job.

You're all good here.

I'll get him a drink and send him on his way.

Oh, and then, I'll organize a hit

on that haughty Lyman bitch.

Okay, that last bit was a joke,

in pretty poor taste in hindsight.

But then that Lyman woman, she was a nasty piece of work.

And how long was Harper here with you?

About an hour. She pulled herself together and went home.

She's a good kid.

Okay. Thanks, Trudy.

For what? I didn't tell you anything.

[Cellphone rings]

Mike.

Uh, some developments from my chat with Sonny Lyman.

After the beef bourguignon incident,

Sonny removed the spare key from under the pot plant.

So Jools lied to us after all.

Otherwise, how did she get in?

Worth asking the question.

Yeah, well, she's probably gone to ground

after the carnage at the church.

Then again, it's Friday.

Friday? Yeah.

Try the coffee cart.

[Beeps]

Daniel: The thing is, Charles, you told us--

[Knocking]

You told us that you escorted Jools home,

then returned to 416 Tullamore Drive

to find it was empty.

You said, quote, "I stayed there a few minutes tops."

But in fact, 20 minutes went by before you returned home.

What were you doing, Charles?

Were you taking your frustrations out on Laura Lyman?

No.

You've been under a lot of pressure.

Did it get the better of you?

No.

I was in my car.

Just sitting in your car?

Drinking.

I was at the end of my rope. I was reevaluating.

I mean, what does it take to make a sale in this town, huh?

And then you drove home?

I shouldn't have done that, I know.

Where you confronted Jools about being at Sonny Lyman's?

I went to visit Sonny to make sure he was all right.

You went to his house?!

Oh, Charles, don't make a thing.

Yes.

Then what happened?

Charles, what happened next?

I, um...

I snapped.

[Grunts]

[Gasps]

[Whimpers]

Charles.

Charles: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[Sighs]

We both agreed that it wasn't something that needed

to be mentioned again/

Especially when a woman was found dead the next day.

It had nothing to do with me.

Hi, Jools. How are you?

Um...

Kristin.

I know who you are.

Oh.

If this is about the church--

Oh. Uh, no. Uh, actually,

this is about something else.

Oh. Um...

When you went to visit Sonny's house

the night that Laura Lyman died, how did you get in?

[Sighs]

This is important, Jools, I promise.

Well...

If it helps, we know that the spare key

was no longer under the pot plant.

No, it wasn't.

But there was a window open.

Which window?

But the house was empty?

Of course. Wouldn't have done what I'd done

with people there.

That'd be rather odd.

The other day, you mentioned Laura Lyman had an issue

with experimentation in relation to Eva.

It was just a passing comment she made.

Gossip really. I shouldn't have said anything.

In relation to Sonny's receptionist, Harper?

It was a full on crush by all accounts,

but nothing happened.

Laura just felt like she needed to shut it down.

And I said to her in no uncertain terms...

This whole girl thing, it's just a phase, Eva.

- You'll grow out of it. - I'm a lesbian, Mom.

Can't you just accept that?

You can't be a lesbian. You're only 17!

Here are the reasons why.

I mean, she really laid it on the line that being

a lesbian meant no husband, no home, no kids, no hope.

I mean, she really laid it on thick.

- She wrote a list. - Yeah.

It's a bit over the top, if you ask me.

Thanks, Nancy.

I'll be in touch if I need anything else.

Hey, can you track down Harper Kerr

and bring her in for questioning

and also get fingerprints on to that nitro cylinder?

Copy that. Thanks.

[Sighs]

Checkmate.

♪ Friends started pushing me all around ♪

♪ Never going backwards when you're up to the wall ♪

♪ I was out of my head

Hello, Eva?

♪ I would never get the things that they said ♪

♪ Tangling till their dizzy

Hello?

Eva, it's Detective Kristin Sims.

I just thought we could have a little chat.

♪ Part of me is living

Eva?

♪ Part of me dead

♪ Out of my head

♪ That broom still creeping round in my head ♪

♪ And all the things I'm thinking, yeah ♪

♪ I'm thinking would be better unsaid ♪

♪ Bottom of the river, I'm holding a stone ♪

♪ Feeling all to cover me, a place to call home ♪

♪ I was out of my head

Eva?

♪ Fill me like

Need a lift?

♪ I maybe be bad, I cannot tell ♪

♪ My heart was raised for such hell ♪

♪ But a day did come, yeah, got it's fair ♪

♪ And my fate kept screaming like a hell and bell ♪

♪ My fate kept screaming like a hell and bell ♪

♪ Fire inside

It seems that in your haste to leave town,

you forgot to pack your favorite book.

It's quite a book. Ahead of its time.

Putting voice to themes of depression,

female sexual liberation.

Oh, and not forgetting hatred of one's mother.

Those bits get highlights, no less.

But do you know what I really wanted to find in here?

No.

This.

Do you recognize your mother's handwriting?

I'm not sure.

Well, you should. She gave it to you

when she gave you a lecture about your sexuality.

I truly misguided lecture, to be clear.

It's-- It's not ringing any bells?

Well, someone remembers you got it.

Laura gave it to Eva, one of her many tirades.

Eva: My mother is such a bitch, right?

Trudy: She shouldn't say this kind of stuff.

This is so wrong.

It's like she can't hear what I'm saying.

Can you talk to her?

I can't.

It would make things worse, I promise you.

She hates who I am.

What am I supposed to do?

Leave home.

Find a place to be yourself.

But what about you?

Eva...

[Sighs] I don't believe this.

Your mother is one of those people

who will never change their attitude.

I-I had no idea it would go like this.

Can you believe Jools Fahey?

Oh, yeah.

I guess we have her to thank, though.

What?

Now that mum's gone,

there's no one standing in our way.

We can be us again, right?

I've told you, there is no us.

There never was.

Deep down, she doesn't mean any of that stuff.

Eva, we know a lot of things regarding how you went about it.

We know that after you dropped Eva at home,

she returned to 416 Tullamore Drive.

- How do you know? - Because Jools Fahey

visited your place at the time and states that no one was home.

Jools Fahey.

Jools Fahey is crazy. Surely you know that by now.

But honest to a fault.

She was there for half an hour.

What if she's mistaken?

Don't you think that if Eva was home and she'd seen Jools,

she would have said something?

Eva didn't see Jools because Eva wasn't there.

Half an hour was long enough for

Eva to do what she'd planned.

Your father's phone was an easy hack.

Laura: And don't go ordering pizza

for both nights that we're away.

Sonny: Would dream of it, love.

Using it to manipulate the very vulnerable Jools Fahey.

You knew you had limited time before Charles Wadsworth

returned to desperately try to seal the deal,

and you parked down the road so your car

would be unseen by Charles when he returned to lock up.

Mike: We found Eva's fingerprints

on the nitrous bottle.

Can you think of any reason

that she would have cause to touch that apparatus?

No.

The apparatus that you so calmly returned the following day.

Eva: Um, Dad asked me to pick up his laptop.

You know where it is?

And for a while, we wondered how you

reentered the house after Charles had locked up.

But you didn't need to.

Eva? You came back?

Yeah.

I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

It was so weird before.

I am. Thank you.

That woman.

So crazy.

Well, Eva, you know I hate that outfit.

I know.

Anyway...

You like this place?

Yeah.

I think this is it, Mom.

Isn't it lovely?

Yeah.

[Gas hissing]

Can you hear that hissing sound?

Yeah.

Oh.

[Groans]

[Groaning]

♪ Silently observing

Hello?

♪ I've been dreaming

Laura?

♪ Of a sea and love

I'm back.

How are we feeling?

♪ Feel like I'm obsolete

♪ Giving away

Hello? Mrs. Lyman?

Still thinking this is the one?

[Sighs]

Damn it.

♪ If you take everything

[Sighs] Jools.

Jools. Jools. Jools.

♪ All the dreams run silent

♪ But I think about

♪ When the moon to lie down with ♪

And from there, it became a case of setting up

the suicide.

♪ Reservation, not going anywhere ♪

♪ And neither is it

♪ What do you care

♪ Keep on getting deeper

♪ There is nothing, nowhere

♪ I could be what you want me to be ♪

♪ But that wouldn't mean that much to me ♪

♪ I'm aware you have to close your to see ♪

So, when I returned home and Eva was in bed...

Mike: You wife was already dead.

How was the pub?

It was fine. Just stayed for one.

Nice.

♪ Just like

Night, love.

Night.

♪ I think of us

♪ And the moon turns iodine red ♪

Eva: Do you believe that there's one person in this world

that is perfect for you?

I don't.

Well, I found that person.

And then my mother, she just had to ruin it.

The most amazing thing I had in my life.

She had no right.

She had no right to do that.

So you killed her?

Did you kill your mother, Eva?

Eva?

[Sobs]

Eva, I really need you to say it.

I'm only 17.

I'm only 17. You can't judge me.

Is that what you were counting on? Youth court?

A family group conference pleading poor little rich girl,

read too much Sylvia Plath,

and Mummy was mean to me, and I just had a bad day?

Three years, out in two.

And then I'll be a little older.

And Harper will be ready for me.

Mike: Would you like to go in and be with her?

I think that's the hardest question I've ever been asked.

You.

Dr. Plummer: As I said, this is highly experimental.

If it works well,

I'll submit a paper to the Royal College, I suppose.

Hardly anything to lose, is there?

Don't be like that. Sonny Lyman has left town.

Jools is devoid of that distraction.

She'll be back in your loving arms

as soon as this exorcism is complete.

I hope for your sake, it works.

So do I.

And if it does, the defamation charges will be dropped.

Uh, Charles has agreed to do so.

Yes. I'll be happy to let that go.

It's time to bring her round.

This part.

Jools. Jools, hi.

Hi. It's me, it's Charles.

[Cellphone rings]

Uh, I wouldn't answer that.

I'm sorry. I can't talk right now.

Is that you, Dennis?

Dennis, it's so nice to see you.

No way.

Oh, dear.

Oh, no.

♪ Can't get you out of my head ♪

♪ Can't get you out of my head ♪

♪ Things that you say, yeah, the things that you said ♪

♪ Now I can't get you out of my head ♪

♪ Try to catch you looking, looking at me ♪

♪ Sweet flash, honey, tasty sweet ♪

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