All language subtitles for Cruie Ship Murder 2024

Honey, you home?

[water sloshing]

[floor creaking]

Honey?

That you?

I'm losing my mind.

Oh, wow.

-[Theresa] Olivia, look at it.
-[Olivia] Ooh.

I'll get the bags.

All right. All right.

Aunt Theresa,
let's go take a look.

[Theresa] Wow.

Oh, my gosh. Have the best time.

Thanks, sweetheart.

-It doesn't seem real yet.
-Oh, I'm so jealous.

I have always wanted
to sail down the Mexican coast.

But, you know, I have to say,

I didn't really think that Ian
was like the cruise kind of guy.

[sighs]
We went on a day cruise once,

on our honeymoon 10 years ago.

But ever since then,

he's always said
he can't understand

why you would take a week
to get somewhere,

only to stay a few hours

when you can fly there
in a few hours

and then spend a week. [laughs]

Well, me and you convinced him,

so that's what counts.

Hmm. Yeah.

-What's wrong?
-Nothing. It's just...

this trip isn't all pleasure.

What are you talking about?

We have a little work to do.

Okay. Okay. Enough yapping.

We gotta go on the high seas.

[Olivia] Oh, thank you.

Okay. Before you do...

let me take
a picture of you two.

Trust me, you'll thank me later.

[Theresa chuckles]

Smile.

-[camera shutter clicks]
-[Olivia chuckles]

-[Theresa chuckles]
-Have the best time.

We will.
We'll call you from the ship.

-[Olivia] Okay.
-Okay.

Thanks for the ride.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

-[ship employee] Welcome, folks.
-Good morning.

Thank you.

[beeps]

[ship employee]
Have a pleasant voyage,

-Mr. and Mrs. McNeil.
-Thank you.

Thank you.

-Hi.
-Hi.

403. Let's see.

-Yes.
-I can't wait.

405.

403.

Here we go.

Looks just like
a small hotel room to me.

What were you expecting?

I don't know.
Something a little more...

luxurious.

This is a cruise.

We'll hardly be
in the room at all.

I mean, really just to sleep.

After all,
there's a lot to do on board.

Restaurants, swimming pools,
the casino, shuffleboard.

-Shuffleboard?
-You might like it.

What is this? A trial run
for the old folks home?

[sighs] Come on.

You promised
you'd give it a chance.

[sighs] I know.

I wouldn't mind spending
most of our time in the cabin.

[chuckles] Would you stop it?

We just got on board.

[ship horn honks]

What the heck was that?

Ship's horn. We're leaving port.

Ooh.

[ship horn honks]

Want some? It's delicious.

I feel queasy.

I told you to take those pills

for motion sickness.

[sighs] They knock me out.

Then take a nap.

That's what
this whole trip is about,

to recharge and relax.

I'll just wait until dinner.

Okay. Just make sure
we head back in time

for me to get ready.

What are you talking about?

The restaurant where we have
reservations tonight.

It's formal dining.

You gotta be kidding me.

[Theresa] I'm not kidding.

Why do you think
I packed your good suit?

People get dressed up
on cruise ships.

Titanic, maybe.

Exactly.

Lot of good it did them.

To new beginnings
filled with adventure,

passion, and love.

-[glasses clink]
-Hear, hear.

I assume I should order seafood?

Why?

You think
they have fishermen on board

hauling in the catch of the day?

The ship gets its fish

the same way
every other restaurant does,

by delivery truck.

Well, I'm gonna get
the sea bass anyway.

How about we...

Good evening. Do you have
any questions about the menu?

[Ian] I don't think so.

[waitress] Great.
Then may I take your order?

[Ian] Is there anything
you recommend?

I'm partial
to the porterhouse, sir.

-Really?
-[waitress] Uh-hmm.

[water splashing]

[phone chimes]

[ominous music]

[sighs]

I made you a drink.

Thank you, sweetie.

Hmm.

It's all yours.

Did you leave me any hot water?

Eh.

[chuckles]

[exhales]

[ship creaking]

[phone chimes]

[scoffs]

Hello?

[groans]

Surprise.

So, got my text, huh?

Are you out of your mind?

You booked
a ticket on this ship?

Thought you'd appreciate
the thrill.

Besides, I don't plan on leaving
the cabin very often.

Colin, I can't.

What do you mean? Why?

Where does he think
you are right now?

He's not thinking
about anything.

He's out cold.

I slipped some seasick
pills in his drink.

[laughs]

Then what's the problem?

Hmm?

Please don't.

I came on this trip
to see if Ian and I

could patch things up.

Theresa,

when are you gonna learn
that he is just not

good enough for you?

Ten years is a long time
to just throw everything away.

Ten wasted years.

[PA system]
Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering
some rough weather.

Please return to your
cabin immediately.

Colin, I have to go.
Ian will wake up.

-[alarm buzzing]
-I thought you said

he was out cold.

He was out cold.

That alarm could wake the dead.

Stay.

[alarm buzzing]

I'm serious, Colin.
I have to go.

[PA system]
Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering
some rough weather.

Please return to your
cabin immediately.

[alarm buzzing]

What's wrong?

They just said to return
to your cabin.

Okay.
Who cares about the weather?

We're inside.

And we couldn't be any safer

than we are right now.

Yeah, I don't know if my parents
would agree with that.

Come on, just stay.

I can't, okay?

They'll kill me
if I'm not back in the room.

Please?

Sorry.

Tomorrow?

Definitely.

[alarm blaring]

[PA system]
Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering
some rough weather.

Please return to your
cabin immediately.

-[alarm buzzing]
-Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

I'm fine. What about you?
-[Sara] Okay.

Yeah. I'm okay.

Be careful.

You're not going back on deck,
are you?

No. I'm trying
to get back to my cabin.

It's just right down there.

Oh. Okay.

Be safe.

Uh-hmm.

[alarm buzzing]

[PA system]
Ladies and gentlemen,

please excuse this announcement.

We are encountering
some rough weather.

Please return to your
cabin immediately.

[alarm buzzing]

Theresa?

[groans softly]

Theresa?

[alarm buzzing]

Theresa!

-Theresa!
-Sir.

Sir, you need to get back
inside now.

I need to find my wife.

Where is she?

I don't know.

-I've looked everywhere for her.
-Okay.

We'll find her, but you need
to get back at your cabin now.

Come on, please.

Sir.

[tense music]

[police radio chatter]

Thank you.

Okay, Mr. McNeil.

Why don't you tell me
everything one more time?

We've already been over
everything.

I know, but sometimes it helps
to go over things again.

You might remember something,
a critical piece of information

that's the key to your
wife's whereabouts.

You should be out
there looking for her.

We've already put out
an emergency alarm

amongst the ship's crew.

Every single security officer
and crew member

aboard are searching for her.

We've also contacted
the Coast Guard.

Now that the storm has subsided,

they have crafts
in the water, searching.

What about the ship's cameras?

I'm afraid they were knocked
out in the storm.

Well, something could have
happened to her on deck.

She could have fallen.
She could have hit her head.

She might be lying
out there somewhere.

And if that's the case,
we'll find her.

Now, I hate to ask this,
Mr. NcNeil,

but it's simply standard
operating procedure.

Does your wife have any physical

or mental conditions
we should know about?

What? No.

Has she ever attempted
or even spoken of suicide?

My wife did not kill herself,
Mr. Leigh.

She didn't jump overboard.

Something happened to her.

Again, it's simply protocol.

So what happens now?

Well, first light, we'll
pull into the nearest port.

You'll meet
with a representative

from the State Department
and hopefully by then,

we'll have some news.

Mr. McNeil, we're doing
everything we possibly can.

I promise you.

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

[dog barking]

[cell phone buzzing]

What's wrong?

Olivia, um,

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

Uh, your aunt...

What?

What happened?

We can't find her.

I don't--I don't understand.

I went to bed early and I woke
up, and she was gone.

Well, she has to be somewhere.

I mean, are people looking
for her?

Yes, we all are.
Security knows about it.

They're scouring the ship
and the Coast Guards

got boats in the water.

Will you let me know as soon
as you hear anything else?

Yeah, I promise.

Talk soon.

[sighs]

[Olivia] Callie?

Are you okay?

My aunt, she's missing.

I thought she was on a cruise.

Well, she is, but Ian called

and they can't
find her anywhere.

I'm really worried.

Do you know how big
those cruise ships are?

She's gotta be on there
somewhere.

Yeah, you're probably right.

I'm sure they're gonna find her.

Thank you.

[door closes]

[dramatic music]

-Right over there.
-Thank you.

-Mr. Ian McNeil?
-Yeah.

I'm Carlton Beck
of the US State Department.

Will you come with me, please?

Can I get you anything?

Some water, tea, or coffee?

No, I'm fine.

Let me first assure you

that we are doing
everything we can.

And what about
the Mexican authorities?

Don't they have jurisdiction?

[Carlton]
But because the incident

occurred in international
waters,

jurisdiction actually falls
on the flag

of the vessel's
registered owner,

which is
the United States of America.

Are you still looking for her?

Rescue boats
are still combing the area.

Yes.

If she accidentally fell
overboard

without a life jacket...

She would've been in the open
ocean for hours already.

She couldn't survive that.

Not even
the strongest swimmer could.

I'm sorry, Mr. McNeil,
but my job

isn't to give you false hope.

Then what exactly is your job?

If your wife did fall
overboard accidentally,

then unfortunately,
there's not much we can do.

But if there's any other
explanation,

any explanation at all,

well, my job is to look into it.

[plane engine revving]

[dramatic music]

[birds chirping]

[Ian] The liaison
at the State Department

called this morning.

He wanted to let me know if
they've called off the search.

How can they do that?

Well, they say after 24 hours.

No, they have to keep
looking for her.

I mean, aunt Theresa deserved...

deserves that.

What do you think
she was doing on deck?

I don't know.

I've asked myself
that question a million times.

I mean, your aunt was so excited

about the cruise,
maybe she couldn't sleep.

Maybe she went for a walk.

What about before?

What do you mean before?

Well, like, earlier that night.

I mean, did anything
strange happen?

You sound like the ship's
security officer.

No, I sound like a journalist,
I'm sorry.

Can't help it. It just...

it just doesn't make any sense.

No, it doesn't.

You know,
this has been the first time

I've ever been glad
that mom is gone.

So she didn't have to hear
this about her sister.

Hmm.

Is there
anything I can do to help?

Well, unfortunately,
there's nothing even I can do.

That's the hard part.
It's just this sitting around

and the waiting
and waiting and...

What about the police?
You know, our police.

I mean, are they gonna search
the ship now that it's in port?

I imagine so.

[sighs] Hopefully,
they find something,

something that explains this.

[sighs]

Ian,

you want me
to stay over tonight?

No, thanks.

I have to get used
to this eventually.

I just don't know how.

[dramatic music]

[birds chirping]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

Yes, this is Ian McNeil.

[sighs]

[Det. Scott]
I received the report directly

from the State Department.

Sorry, Mr. McNeil.

So do I have to identify
the body?

That won't be necessary.

Identification was made directly

through your wife's
passport photo.

Will there be an autopsy?

No. There has to be.

Protocol requires it.

When there's a death
in international waters, then...

And what about her body?

Already en route.

You should contact your
preferred funeral home.

They handle
all their arrangements

with the airport
and the coroner.

And how long until
the autopsy's completed?

[Det. Scott] You'll have to
check with the coroner on that.

But I'll be honest with you,
in cases like this,

it could take a while.

That's why some people choose
to have a memorial service

right away before the funeral.

Is that it?

From the police perspective,
I'm afraid so.

But again, please know
we're very, very sorry.

[car security chirp]

[dramatic music]

[bangs on car window]

[Olivia] Yes?

Olivia Toller?

My name is Sherri Rogers.

-Okay.
-I'm a reporter just like you.

Look, this is a really bad time
for me right now.

I just found out
that my aunt died.

I know. And you had
my deepest condolences.

But that's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

About my aunt?

About what happened to her.

We've been researching
a big story

about crime on cruise ships.

-Your perspective would be huge.
-Why?

Well, because of
the unique circumstances

around your aunt's death.

What are you talking about?

The chances of someone
falling overboard are very slim.

And I don't have to tell you
that when people are killed,

it's almost always
someone they know.

Are you insane?

I just lost my aunt
to a tragic accident.

Believe me, Ms. Toller,
I understand.

I lost my mother
to a tragedy as well.

-I'm really sorry, but I--
-No buts.

Leave me alone
and don't contact me again.

-Olivia, please.
-No comment.

[dramatic music]

It was nice.

Your aunt would've been touched.

I know.

I just wish she knew how much
we all cared about her.

She did.

Yeah.

Excuse me. Ms. Toller?

Yes.

I'm gonna meet you in the car.

Okay.

My condolences.

I really can't tell you

how sorry I am for your loss.

Thank you.

Were you a friend of my aunt's?

My name is Ellen Burns.

I was her lawyer,

but ours went beyond

a professional relationship.

I really considered her
a friend.

And she spoke of you often.

I'd like to talk to you
when you have some time.

Okay.

Well, not here,

someplace more private.

I'm...I work from home.

I know.

Freelance journalist.

Your aunt was really
very proud of you.

If you could come by
my office tomorrow,

I think that would be best.

I'll be here all day.

Just give me a call
before you come.

Okay.

I really am very sorry.

[dramatic music]

[Ellen] When was the last time
you spoke with your aunt?

Uh, when I dropped them off
at the pier.

And how did she seem?

Little bit excited
as anybody would be

if they were going on a cruise.

Had she been
looking forward to it

for a long time?

I mean, I think so.

I know that she
was always saying

that they didn't
travel enough, so.

Um, Ms. Burns--

-Ellen.
-[Olivia] Ellen.

What is this all about?

[Ellen] Before your aunt
left for her trip,

did she mention anything to you
about her estate?

Estate?

[Ellen] Her will.

Olivia, your aunt
was in the process

of amending her will.

She was going to make you
sole beneficiary.

I don't understand.
What about Ian?

She never mentioned anything
to you about it?

She did say one thing
that I thought was strange.

This trip isn't all pleasure.

We have a little work to do.

Was she planning on leaving Ian?

I have no idea.

I mean, I'm sure
they had their problems,

like all married couples.

Another man?

No. No.

I mean, at least I don't--
I don't think so.

So then what does this mean
about the will?

Well, unfortunately, nothing.

The original will
is still valid.

We never finished amending it.

However, you do know
that your aunt

had quite a bit
of family wealth.

The house was in her name.

Her father's business
was extremely successful.

Then Ian is about to become
a very wealthy man.

You think Ian knows that she
was planning to amend it?

I have no idea.

Should I ask him about it?

I'm not here to tell you
what to do.

Because I don't care
about the money, Ellen.

No, that's not
what I was insinuating.

I mean, when my parents died,

I was--I was taken care of.

I understand.

But if there's something else

that happened to my aunt,

something other
than what I've been told,

that is something
that I need to know about.

[ominous music]

[dramatic music]

I know I have to do this, but...

I can help.

Yeah, I know
it doesn't make any sense,

but I just feel like
if I leave everything

the way it is...

she might come back.

No one said you have to
get rid of everything so soon.

The longer I wait,
the harder it'll be.

[dramatic music]

Oh.

Here.

What's this?

All her jewelry.

I don't know what to do with it.

Besides, she would
want you to have it.

Did she say that?

What? No, no, of course not,

but I know that she would.

Thank you. But I just...

I don't feel right
about it, not now.

Let's at least wait to see
what her will says.

Well, we were each other's
sole beneficiary,

so these are all mine now.

And I really think your aunt
would want you to have them.

[Olivia chuckles]

This reminds me of her.

She hardly ever took it off.

She wasn't wearing it
on the cruise?

No, they suggest
not to bring jewelry on board.

I guess they're worried
about theft.

As if that's the worst thing
that could happen.

I'll cherish it, always.

Good.

Did Aunt Theresa
ever say anything, you know,

about her final wishes?

Like what?

Anything.

Olivia, we're planning

a tropical vacation.

Estate planning was
the last thing on our minds.

But I'm glad you're here.

Right now, I don't know

what I'd do without you.

Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[car alarm beeps]

[dramatic music]

-Hey.
-[gasps]

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

It's okay.

Are those of your aunt?

Yeah.

They look so happy.

Yeah. They were.

Or at least,
I thought they were.

You're not sure now?

I don't know.
I just found out that my aunt

was gonna change her will,
like, cut Ian out.

And she had quite
the substantial

inheritance, too.

I mean, maybe even enough to...

Enough to kill for?

You know what you always say,

if you wanna know the truth
about someone,

then talk to those
they spend the most time with.

What about her work?

You're brilliant, Callie.

I know.

[dramatic music]

[phone line trilling]

[cell phone ringing]

-[phone beeps]
-[Diane] Diane Owens.

[Olivia] Yeah. Hi, Diane.

My name is Olivia Toller.

How may I help you, Ms. Toller?

Um, my aunt was Theresa McNeil.

[gasps] I'm so sorry.

[Olivia] Thank you. Um, listen.

I know that you're really busy
but I was wondering

if you might have
just a couple of minutes

to meet with me and talk.

It's about my aunt.

Anytime, Olivia.

Olivia?

Ms. Owens?

Please, it's Diane.

I can't tell you how sorry I am.

Well, thank you.

My aunt spoke
very highly of you.

I do apologize
that I couldn't make it

to the memorial service.

I'll be at the funeral,
of course.

Is there any word
on when that will be?

Not yet.

We have to wait until
the autopsy is conducted,

and given where
the body was found

and all the different
agencies now involved,

that could take a while.

Well, you just be sure
to let me know.

I will. Thank you.

[Diane]
Now, why don't you tell me

what you wanted to see me about?

Um, is it safe to say

that you and my aunt
were friends?

Well, I was her boss.

But I'd like to think we had
a fairly close relationship.

Di-di-did you get the sense

that anything was bothering her

over the last few months?

Why do you ask?

Because recently,
my aunt had made

some, uh,
uncharacteristic decisions.

If something was bothering her,

you don't think it was at work?

I can't imagine what.

She wasn't under
any more stress than usual

and she always
handled that fine.

Do you think
she was having an affair?

[laughs] My.

You are blunt, aren't you?

My aunt is dead.

I see no reason
to beat around the bush.

The answer is, I have no idea.

But, since you brought it up,

I can't say that's the craziest
suggestion I've ever heard.

[dramatic music]

-[keys jingling]
-[car alarm beeps]

[tense music]

[gasps]

[cell phone chimes]

[suspenseful music]

[line trilling]

Yes, hi. This is Linda Phillips

calling with the Social
Security Administration.

Uh, I was calling
to confirm employment

for one of your former workers.

Yes, Ian McNeil.

Yes, I'll hold.

Uh, yes, I'm still here.

No record at all, huh?

Okay. Well,
thank you for your time.

[distant police siren wailing]

[phone rings]

-Olivia, hi.
-Hey.

I just wanted to call
and check in,

see how you're feeling.

Well, you know, what'd I say?

Day by day.

Yeah. Did you go anywhere today?

Uh, no, I haven't
been up to it just yet.

Nowhere, huh?

Nowhere.

Just stayed at home, you know.

Yeah.

You okay?

Ian, are you confident
in the police?

In the police?
What do--what do you mean?

Well, I mean, are you confident

that they did
a thorough enough job

with her investigation,

you know,
that it was really an accident?

Wh-what are you saying, Olivia?

I don't know what I'm saying,

I'm just...thinking.

Well, don't. Trust me,
you'll drive yourself crazy.

Guess I should stop, huh?

Stop what?

I said I guess I should stop

what I'm doing then,
shouldn't I?

Well, I just think that you
should just try

and remember your aunt
the way she was.

I think that's what
she would have wanted.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Good night.

Night, Olivia.

[dramatic music]

What are you thinking?

[sighs] What I don't
wanna be thinking.

That Ian is involved?

Yeah.

So the company that he was
supposed to work for years

before he met my aunt,

they don't have
any record of him.

And everything
that I can find about him

only goes back a few years.

That doesn't make any sense.

No.

No, it doesn't.

[dramatic music]

-Can I help you?
-Yeah. Hi.

Um, I'm trying to find out
if someone changed their name.

That's public record, right?

Absolutely.

How do I go about
finding that information?

Well, um, just fill this out.

Then I'll run a report.

How long will that take?

Just a few minutes.

-For real?
-[Kate] Sure.

It's all computerized.

-Thank you.
-[Kate] Uh-hmm.

[dramatic music]

[Kate] Miss?

Here's your report.

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

Um, wait.

I wanna make sure
that I'm reading this right.

According to this document,
11 years ago,

Ian Jameson
changed his name to Ian McNeil?

This is the official record.

He did change it.

Do you have Wi-Fi here?

Of course.

Is there somewhere
that I could sit with my laptop?

I need to get online right away

and I could use
a little privacy.

Yeah, sure.

There's a desk back there
in the storeroom you can use.

Come on.

Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[footsteps]

Hello?

Is anyone there?

[tense music]

-[object clangs]
-[gasps]

[ominous music]

[object clattering]

[tense music]

-Done already?
-Were you back there?

Uh, when?

Just now.

I haven't left this desk
since I got you set up.

Did anybody else go back there?

No.

Is there any other
way back there?

There's an emergency exit,
I think?

[tense music]

[keys jingling]

[car door slams]

[tense music]

[man] Olivia.

How are you feeling?

Mmm.

My head hurts.

Well, that's hardly surprising.

You had a concussion.

Where am I?

Memorial Hospital.

How did I get here?

A passerby found you
knocked out in the parking lot.

They called 911.

Do you know your name?

Of course I know my name.

My head's killing me,
I don't have amnesia.

I'm Olivia Toller.

Well, I'm Detective
Rachel Scott.

Do you remember
anything that happened?

I was walking in my car.

[Det. Scott] Uh-hmm.

Someone called my name, a man.

Did you see the man?

No.

Oh.

Try not to move.

Did you recognize the voice?

No, but I know who it was.

Who?

Ian McNeil.

Your aunt's husband?

Wait, how do you know that?

Because I already spoke to him.

Today?

No, after the body
of his wife was found.

I'm the detective
who's assigned to the case.

Okay.

Why do you think
your uncle was responsible?

Because he changed his name
legally years ago.

Now that's not exactly
a smoking gun.

Well, his first wife,
I think she died, too.

How?

Suicide. So they say.

I'm gonna try to contact
your family to get more details.

Ms. Toller, your aunt drowned.

She may have drowned,
but he was responsible.

Well, I assume you have
some kind of evidence of this.

He sent me
a threatening note and text.

Do you have the note?

No.

I threw it out.

It was printed
in block lettering anyway.

But I do have
the text on my phone here.

"Or you're going to get hurt."

[Det. Scott]
From an unknown number.

I could try to trace it,
but generally,

these end up
being burner phones.

It was Ian, Detective.
I know it.

Look, I'll look into it.
You have my word.

But right now, I need you
to get some rest. Okay?

Do you know when I can leave?

I know they wanna keep you
overnight for observation,

but after that,
if you feel okay,

I think they'll discharge you.

[dramatic music]

May I join you?

I'm leaving.

[Sherri] Please.

[Olivia] What do you want?

I heard you were
in the hospital.

Please talk to me.

This case is only getting
more and more complicated.

I don't need your help.

Olivia, we both want
the same things.

You leave me alone,
or next time, I call the police.

[suspenseful music]

[muffled scream]

[suspenseful music]

[cell phone vibrating]

Hello?

Olivia, it's Ellen Burns.

Ellen, you have to listen to me.
I was just attacked yesterday.

What? What happened?

So, Ian changed his name
and it turns out

that he was married
before Theresa

and she died
under mysterious circumstances.

And the place
that he claimed he worked,

they don't actually
have any records.

So, you've heard.

Heard what?

You haven't heard?

Olivia, the autopsy came back.

Your aunt didn't drown.

What?

What happened to her?

She was strangled
and then thrown overboard.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't wanna be the one
to have to tell you this.

How did you find out?

The detective in charge
of the case owed me a favor.

I asked her to contact me
as soon as the results came in.

Does Ian know?

[Ellen] He was notified
this morning.

I'm told
they're headed over there

to question him as we speak.

Will you let me know
if you hear anything else?

[Ellen] Of course. I promise.

Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[phone line trilling]

[voicemail] Hi,
this Is Ian McNeil.

Leave a message, please.

[dramatic music]

[Det. Scott] What do you think?

Probable cause?

Definitely.

Mr. McNeil, it's the police.
We need to talk to you.

Mr. McNeil, are you here?

[Officer Jackson]
Is anyone home?

[suspenseful music]

Mr. McNeil?

He's gone.

How long do you think?

[Det. Scott] I don't know.

Call it in.

[Officer Jackson]
This is Jackson.

Send an ambulance immediately
to 841 Maple Drive.

We have a deceased male.

[siren wails]

You sure
I can't get you anything?

I know you're still
recovering from a concussion.

I'm okay. Thank you.

Do you know when he died?

Well, we're still waiting on
the official determination,

but the coroner says it can't be
more than eight hours.

So he could have been
the one who attacked me?

It's possible.

You've seen my aunt's autopsy?

Of course.

And there's no question
that it's accurate,

I mean, how she died?

I read the case file myself,
her larynx was crushed.

That couldn't have happened
from the fall.

Into the ocean?

Not likely.

Also, there was hardly
any seawater in her lungs.

And if she drowned, her lungs
would have been full of it.

She was dead
before she hit the water.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry.
I know she was your aunt.

So, after Ian
heard about the autopsy,

he gets into bed

and then just swallows
a handful of pills?

Again, we have to wait
for the official autopsy,

but that's what it looks like.

Why?

I mean, many reasons.

Uh, guilt? Regret?

But I suspect the truth is that

he knew the walls
were closing in

and with the autopsy
revealing murder,

he knew he was looking
like the prime suspect.

That's life in prison
if convicted.

Something doesn't feel right.

There's gotta be
something more going on.

Well, we have a saying
in our profession.

"When you hear the sound
of hooves,

think horses, not zebras."

[crickets chirping]

[suspenseful music]

-[ship employee] Hi, there.
-Hi.

-Thank you.
-[ship employee] All right.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

Have a pleasant voyage.

Thank you. I will.

[ship employee] Hi.

[dramatic music]

[Olivia] Hey.

Can I help you, ma'am?

Oh, not really.
I was just saying hi.

Oh.

Sorry.

I'm just used to guests
only calling out to me

when they need something.

Oh, well I was just looking
for someone to talk to.

What do you do on the ship?

I'm a steward.

I usually work in the kitchen,
but I have about a half hour

till my shift starts.

Are you, uh, sailing alone?

Yeah.

I just...

I needed to get away
for a little bit

and I'd never been on a cruise
before, so I thought,

you know,
this was just a couple days

so it'd be a good way
to see if I like it.

And what do you think so far?

I like it.

It just...it makes me nervous

being out on the ocean
all alone.

Trust me, you have nothing
to worry about.

This ship is designed to handle
even the roughest seas.

It's not what I've heard.

What do you mean?

Well, I was just talking
with some of the other guests

about what happened last month.

We're not--we're not supposed
to discuss that.

No, I understand.

I'm just saying that's
the reason that I'm nervous

is 'cause, I mean, you could
fall overboard at any time.

Look, the police are handling
it,

but like I said,

we're not really
supposed to talk about that.

Bad for business, I guess.

Well, it seems like
if you're gonna commit a crime,

a cruise ship would be
a great place to do it.

And why do you say that?

'Cause it's not like
they have police on board.

Actually there are
security officers

who have the authority
to make arrests.

Really?

Yeah, but it's not like
we advertise that or anything.

It's the last thing people
wanna think about

while they're on vacation.

So...where is
the security office?

Aft.

Aft?

To the stern.

-The rear of the boat.
-Ah.

[David] Right next
to the engine room.

[Olivia] I guess
that makes sense.

They probably wouldn't wanna
put it right by the gift shop.

Uh, listen, I have to get going.

Well, it's really great
chatting with you.

Maybe I'll--maybe I'll see you
around the ship.

[David] Stop by
the restaurant later.

If it's not too crowded,
I'll come say hi.

You can count on it.

[suspenseful music]

[door lock clicks]

[knocks on door]

Mr. Leigh, the captain
wants to see you soon.

Let me guess.

Rowdy kids on the promenade
deck again?

He didn't say, sir.

[door closes]

[tense music]

[camera shutter clicks]

[Kendall]
Sir, it's in the office.

I'll grab it
and be right with you.

[footsteps clacking]

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]

[door opens and closes]

[suspenseful music]

[seagulls cawing]

[people chattering]

[Olivia] Excuse me.

[knocks on door]

Yes? Can I help you?

Mrs. Bates?

That's right.

I'm Olivia Toller.

I was hoping that I could talk
to your daughter Sara?

Uh, what's this about?

Uh, my aunt was
Theresa McNeil, the woman...

I know who she was.

I was hoping I could just
maybe ask your daughter

a few questions
about that night?

Look, the police
have already spoken to her.

I am sorry for your loss,

but I just really don't think
Sara can be of any help.

Wait, wait. No, no, no.
Please, please, please.

-Just a few--
-No. It's okay, Mom.

I don't know what I can tell you

that I didn't
already tell the cops.

At the time of the accident,

I was told that everybody had
been ordered back to their room.

So, what were you doing
outside of your cabin?

[sighs] Go ahead.

I won't be any more
shocked this time.

I was with a guy.

I had met him at the pool
earlier in the day.

But then you left him?

[scoffs] I told him
my parents would kill me

if they didn't know where I was.

And according
to the police report,

you were on your way back
when you saw my aunt?

Uh-hmm.

And she was heading back
into her room?

Hmm, that's right.

No, wait.

Not exactly.

What do you mean?

Well, she was leaving her cabin.

That's how I remember it.

We literally
ran into each other.

That wasn't in the report.

-And this was after the alarm?
-[Sara] Uh-hmm.

After they had ordered everyone
back into their cabins?

Uh-hmm.

-[Olivia] You're certain?
-Absolutely.

And did you see
my uncle as well?

I saw a man.

[Olivia] Uh-hmm.

[Sara] He came
to the door of the cabin.

I didn't know who he was.

Do you remember
what he looked like?

Full beard,
good-looking, but tough.

Someone who could
take care of himself.

Was this the man that you saw?

-[Sara] No.
-You're certain?

I'm positive.

I've never seen that man
in my entire life.

Who is he?

Her husband.

[door opens and closes]

You're back!

Hey, Cal.

Wait. When did you get home?

We docked this morning.

[Callie] Did you find
what you were looking for?

Yes.

[Callie] Tell me.

Okay. So, I met with someone,

a teenage girl who was
on the boat with my aunt.

She might have been the last
person to see her alive.

Okay. And?

And according to this girl,

Theresa was with a man,
a man who wasn't Ian.

But there is one other person
that I do need to talk to.

My friend at the news desk
finally came through for me.

[phone ringing]

-[phone beeps]
-Yeah?

Hi.
I'm looking for Donald Warren?

Well, you found him.

Mr. Warren, I'm Olivia Toller.

Are you from the bank?

-Excuse me?
-[Don] Are you from the bank?

What?

Because if you are, you're not
allowed to contact me anymore.

No. No, I'm not from the bank.

Um, I was actually calling

to talk to you
about Ian Jameson.

[dramatic music]

[Olivia] Mr. Warren?

I have not heard that
son of a bitch's name in years.

And I don't want to ever again!

Well, I think
he killed your daughter.

I'm listening.

I think he killed my aunt too.

Tell me where you're at.

[door opens]

Come on in.

This is my roommate, Callie.

-Hello.
-Hi.

Can I get you
something to drink?

Water? Coffee?

You got any bourbon?

Scotch okay?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll go get it.

Please, sit.

[clears throat]

So, where is the son
of a bitch now?

He's dead, sir.

No, I can't say
I'm not surprised by that.

Or torn up.

No?

[Don] You get what you give
in this life, young lady.

[Olivia] Mr. Warren,
do you believe

that Ian killed your daughter?

Absolutely.

[Olivia] Well, because in all
the articles that I read,

it said that her death was--

Suicide? It wasn't any suicide.

How can you be so sure?

Because I knew my daughter.

She was a nurse.
She didn't do drugs.

Any drugs. She knew
what they would do to people.

So you think
it was staged by Ian?

What made you suspect him?

[Don] I just never cared
for that kid.

Uh, just never seemed
like he was right for her.

No?

[Don] I mean,
he seemed all right,

at first.

He's respectful,
steady job, but,

you know,
as fathers, we know things.

And just something
just wasn't right.

How did Ian treat her
when they were together?

[Don] It depends.

It started off good, I guess,

and then got bad
once that Barth showed up.

Barth?

Colin Barth.

-You don't know the name?
-Uh-uh.

Friend of Ian's
from way back when.

Trouble with a capital T, okay?

And so did Barth
just stay with him?

Yeah. It's supposed
to just be for a few days,

and a couple days
turns into a couple weeks,

couple weeks
turns into a couple months.

Well, did Cynthia mind?

Did she mind?

She hated it.

She couldn't stand
having him around all the time.

Did she talk to Ian about it?

All the time.

He said he couldn't abandon
a friend in need

and it's just
until he got back on his feet.

But that Barth,

he didn't want back on his feet,
you know what I'm saying?

So then what happened next?

And then, um...

-[water splashing]
-[Cynthia coughing]

[Don] And then Cynthia passed.

You know, at first, we tried
to stay in touch with Ian,

but after a while,
it's just, what's the point?

And the more time went on,

the more my suspicions grew.

Because?

Because of the insurance policy.

He took out a big policy on her
the instant they got married.

Was Ian still close
with Colin Barth at this point?

Were they close?

Let me put it this way, okay?

If Cynthia had given him
an ultimatum, Barth or her,

I don't know
which one he would've picked.

[Ellen] Colin Barth...

You've never heard
the name before?

Well, supposedly,
he's an old friend of Ian's.

And you think
he's the man from the ship?

You think he's responsible
for Theresa's death?

Not only for my aunt's death,

but I think that he killed

or helped kill Ian's first wife.

Help from Ian?

Maybe?

Isn't it time
you went to the police?

No.

No, I don't know
anything about him.

I don't even know
if Colin Barth is his real name.

Besides, the cops
are still convinced

that my uncle killed himself.

He may have, Olivia.

There's no hard evidence
that he didn't.

And if this Barth character
helped Ian kill his wives,

why kill Ian?

I don't know.

But there are
too many coincidences,

too many accidents,
and too many deaths

for all of this
to not be related.

So, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna find Barth.

And then what? Just ask him?

Well, I am a journalist,

so I'd like to think
that I'll be able

to figure out
if he knows something.

I just...I wanted you to know.

In case something happens.

[dramatic music]

[inhales and exhales]

What can I get you, Miss?

Uh, gin and tonic, two limes.

Coming right up.

[people chattering]

Here you go. Let me know
if you need anything else.

Thank you.

Oh.

[sighs]

Long day?

You have no idea.

I'm probably dealing
more than you think.

To long days.

To long days.

You can't toast
from all the way down there.

Now, um,
what were we toasting to?

[laughs] I don't remember.

Me neither.

Colin Barth.

Trisha Andover.

Nice to meet you, Trisha.

Nice to meet you, Colin.

So, um, do you work around here?

I do.

Well, it's funny.

I've never seen you here before.

Only on special occasions.

Well then, in that case,
I feel very special.

Oh, I bet you do, Colin.

[chuckles]

So, uh, sounds like
you have a pretty stressful job.

Yeah. It, um,
definitely has its moments.

-Thank you.
-Yup.

Thank you.

To be honest, I've been
thinking about getting away.

Hmm.

Where'd you wanna go?

Hmm, somewhere warm.

Somewhere I can just
sit on the beach

and drink pina coladas all day.

Sounds nice.

I, uh,
I was on a cruise recently.

Oh, yeah?

I've always
wanted to go on a cruise.

How was it?

Unforgettable.

Hmm.

Tell me about it.

It's just as you would imagine.

The sun, the sea.

Great place
to recharge your batteries.

Mm.

That sounds
like something I need.

Speaking of needs, uh,

why don't we get out of here

and, um, take this party
back to my place?

Colin, I thought
you'd never ask.

[chuckles]

[dramatic music]

[door creaking]

Oh, my apologies.

Uh, if I had known
I was having a guest,

I would've cleaned them.

I've seen worse.

I bet you have.

[Olivia]
Pour me a glass of wine.

I like your apartment.

It's a place I put my feet up.

[Olivia] No pictures?

Huh?

[Olivia] No,
I just said no pictures.

I mean, most people
have pictures of friends,

family, old lovers.

'Cause I'm more
of a live-in-the-moment

kind of guy.

Mm.

-Cheers.
-[glass clinking]

Cheers.

[suspenseful music]

Let me get ready.

Bathroom's down the hall.

Through the, uh, bedroom.

First door on the right.

I'll be right back.

[suspenseful music]

[Olivia] It was him.

[Colin] Trisha? You okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

[Colin] What are you doing
in there?

I-I'll be out in a minute.

[suspenseful music]

[inhales and exhales]

Are you all right?

Uh, yeah.

Colin, suddenly, I'm not--
I'm not feeling so well.

Well, I bet I know exactly
what would make you feel better.

[chuckles] No, I, um,
I think maybe I drank too much.

Hmm, I'll get you some water.

No. No, it's okay.

Um, I think I should--
I think I should just go home.

Um, but I'll call you, okay?

You're not going anywhere.

Olivia.

[gasps]

Did you really think
you could put one over on me?

How did you know?

Because we've met before.

Who do you think
wrote you those notes?

Gave you that little bump
on your head?

You were getting
a little too suspicious.

I don't like people
who ask too many questions.

That was Ian.

No, that was me.

As always,
doing Ian's dirty work for him.

After all, I'm sure you've heard
all about Cynthia by now.

[Cynthia panicking and coughing]

-Why?
-Do you have any idea how large

that woman's
life insurance policy was?

I know it was you on the boat.

You're the one
who killed my Aunt Theresa.

Stop it!

[Colin] From what I understand,
it was a tragic accident.

[Theresa gasping and grunting]

All of this just for money?

Can you think
of a better reason?

Cynthia's life insurance

was supposed
to take care of me for,

well, life.

Needless to say, it didn't.

So then you repeated
the same plan 15 years later?

Hmm, not initially.

Can you imagine his surprise
when I showed back up

in Ian's life after 15 years?

I figured keeping the details
of his involvement in the murder

of his first wife secret
was worth quite a bit of money.

Blackmail?

Blackmail, blackmail.

Ah, such an ugly word,
but accurate.

I don't understand.

You were having
an affair with my aunt.

Well, she was
an attractive woman.

And I wanted what Ian had.

But you killed her.

Ian decided to stop
paying me for my silence.

Cried poverty.
I knew he was full of crap.

I mean, I had seen
his beautiful house,

his fancy cars.

But then he made
the mistake of telling me

that it was his wife
who had all the money.

With Theresa out of the picture,

Ian stood to inherit
her entire fortune.

So then why kill Ian?

When he found out
his wife had been murdered,

he was stunned.

Instantly, he knew it was me.

But then the greedy
little bastard

wanted to double cross me.

Didn't want to cut me in
on Theresa's inheritance.

No! You're not getting anything!

[Colin] He's weak.

Pathetic really. [chuckles]

I was afraid he'd go to the cops

despite the consequences
to himself

and I couldn't have that.

It's pretty easy to make it
look like a suicide.

I've practiced at that,
you know?

But now that you killed Ian,
you get nothing.

I didn't have a choice.

I had to.

Just like I have to do with you.

If only you had been able
to mind your own business.

[groans]

[grunting]

Ah!

[groaning]

Olivia!

[police sirens blaring]

Thank you.

Don't worry. We'll find him.

But when we do, initially,

we can only charge him
with assault.

You don't believe me.

I do believe you.

But proving it
is a different matter.

I'm sorry for what
you went through, Olivia.

I really am.

And what about what he said?
I mean, he admitted everything.

Hearsay.
If I brought him in for that,

his lawyer would deny it
and have him out in minutes.

So then what do I do until then?

Go home, rest.

That's the first place
he'll look for me.

Hmm, I don't think so.

I think right now,

he's doing his best
to avoid capture.

He's not thinking
about how to seek revenge.

But, I'll have
an officer stationed

outside your house anyway.

You'll be perfectly safe.

Thank you, Detective.

Come on.

I'll get somebody to
drive you home.

Thank you, Officer.

My pleasure, ma'am.

You'll be here all night?

Till I'm relieved
in the morning. Don't worry.

We're not gonna leave you alone
until we find him.

Can I get you anything?

Well, I don't wanna impose,

but if it's not
too much trouble,

I could go for a cup of coffee.

Yeah. You take cream and sugar?

Black.

I'll be here all night.

Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

Black just like you asked.

[suspenseful music]

[muffled screaming]

Ugh! Ah! Ah!

[Olivia panting]

[intense music]

[door creaking]

[suspenseful music]

[Callie] Olivia?

Olivia?

Why is the backdoor open?

Olivia?

[gasps]

You're Colin, aren't you?

Where is she?

Where's Olivia?

-[glass shattering]
-[Callie screams]

[grunts]

-[groans]
-[panting]

[suspenseful music]

[police sirens wailing]

[police radio chatter]

I had to.
He was trying to kill me.

It's okay.
I know it was self-defense.

[police radio chatter]

It's over.

It's finally over.

[dramatic music]

[people chattering]

Aunt Theresa would be so happy
we're taking this trip

-in her honor.
-Yeah.

[ship horn blares]

[dramatic music]