CrimeTime: Freefall (2024) Movie Script

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I never understood it.
Understood what?
Why they creep up behind...
cock the gun.
Pause.
You can just shoot, you know.
Never understood why you think
we don't know you're stalling
for a confession, Marlowe.
Doesn't matter.
Everyone at the station knows
that your ex poisoned your mom,
and so you hired someone
to poison your ex.
But when the hitman
threatened to expose you
if you didn't pay double
the fee,
you poisoned him, too. Right?
Follow up question.
Was there, like, a cyanide sale
or did you get the family pack?
Oddly cheaper than you think.
Follow up to my follow up.
Do I mention now that there's
a camera there?
And there...
And that I led you here?
Cue sirens.
You got the crime,
I got the time.
Cut! Let's go again!
Show me any real cop
who runs in heels.
I am so sorry, Miss Warner.
Ah... it's okay.
I wanted to do
another one anyway.
You were great, though.
That means a lot coming
from you.
Big fan.
Good to know there's a fan left.
I can't believe anyone
would even think about
canceling Crimetime.
Well, it's been ten years.
There will be other work.
There's no other work.
And the studio said you wouldn't
give your parking pass back?
What?
Not true.
Also stole wardrobe and a chair.
No.
Maybe.
I mean, the chair literally
has my name on it.
They're kind of worried
you might go back on the lot.
Create a scene.
Your whole grudge thing.
I don't hold grudges.
I just have a very passionate
memory of everyone
who's ever wronged me.
"Annoyingly relentless".
Their words.
That tracks.
You're my favorite client,
and I know I say that
to every client,
but with you it's true.
We're just in rating
kryptonite right now.
Audiences want real,
new and edgy these days,
not catchphrases and perfectly
wrapped up plots and...
Everything that's me.
I get it.
Miss Warner!
Oh, look...
the paparazzi.
At least someone appreciates me.
You called them.
I didn't.
You averted your eyes
and covered your mouth
like you didn't wanna hurt
my feelings.
You're lying.
But I appreciate it.
Thank you.
Your kids must hate
how you do that.
They truly do.
It's been a pleasure.
Well, I'm keeping my chair.
Hadley Warner.
What's next?
Oh... family.
Some down time while I plot
my Elvis comeback special.
Missing my fans already.
Any thoughts on your ex-hubby's
recent nuptials?
You know, I'm even going to miss
your soul-crushing questions,
Lloyd.
But you know my left's
my good side.
We're all gonna miss you too,
Miss Warner.
At least the pic's good.
Oh! Skylar?
You don't have an assistant
anymore, Mom.
Rain?
Respectfully passing on becoming
your new employee, but...
Check this. Almost done.
No title yet.
I wish I had half your talent.
Are my, uh... demon wings
really necessary?
Technically,
they're vampire wings.
Oh.
Oh...
So innocent.
Calm before the storm, right?
You two are my everything.
Sure had a lot
of good times here.
But seriously, Colorado?
Can't we just move
to the valley?
Now you're just
being ridiculous.
Viewers' poll...
Should the Warners really leave
or stay in L.A.?
Majority already voted stay,
Mom.
Sorry. The numbers don't lie.
It's just a few months.
Six, tops.
It'll be good for all of us.
I'm losing followers already.
You will make them up in real
life friends, Hendricks.
I have friends.
You're thinking of Rain.
Hey! Quality not quantity.
Speaking of quality time,
we'll get to catch up
with Grandma D.
She's lived in Mystic for,
like, the last 20 years.
Says it's amazing.
Plus, it'll be good for you guys
to get out of the city
and see how the rest
of the world lives.
But I make money
off influencing.
What's gonna be there
that people wanna see?
I grew up in a little town
just like it
and I promise you will still be
able to flex for selfies there.
Yeah, but... what if we
don't fit in?
I hear you, but...
it's gonna be okay.
Just remember, wherever
we are is home. Right?
Does anyone see where
we pay for parking?
I'll go see if they have
a valet.
We're live in what could be
my last entry
until I find something
to actually post about.
Dramatic.
Just like his mom.
Ooh. Intrigue.
There's no meter parking
or valet.
Oh, uh... sorry, man.
No worries.
If you see anything...
For sure.
If anyone's seen Sam Davis,
here's the number to text.
Hashtag bring Sam home
on all socials.
Appreciate it.
Hey. The parking here...
it's free?
Of course.
Huh.
Who's hungry?
Me.
And when was the last time you
saw your husband, Sam Davis?
I'm sorry. Could we, uh...
Oh! Yeah.
I'm... I'm sorry.
It was a gift, and...
Right.
You were saying?
Sam said he was having
some issues at work.
So, he took off from the
campground to go fix them
and he never came back.
What does he do for work?
He co-owns a consulting company.
Businesses hire him and
his partner, Anson Erickson,
to go in and fix day-to-day
efficiencies.
See where they can add things,
get rid of others.
Fire people?
Sometimes.
You're gonna find him, right?
You have my best people on it.
Thank you.
That's new.
Reading a book on positive
reinforcement.
- Prove me right.
- Ah.
Top you up?
Thanks.
I was wondering if I could
drop off my resume, Mel.
You don't wanna work here, Kirk.
I'll take anything you have.
Are you coming?
Come on!
We got this.
Hey, Mel.
Hey. Any word?
Nothing yet.
Table for three?
Four. We're meeting
a Jay Bax.
Is that two-time Emmy nominated
and Tony award winning
superstar... Hadley Warner?
Mr. Bax.
So great to meet you.
Bring it in.
Oh...
Ah, so good.
Season three, episode four,
when you took down that
trafficking ring with a clue
from an actual wedding ring?
Outstanding!
Somebody's done their research.
No need.
I'm actually a super fan
Crimetimer.
But more importantly...
I need to know where
to submit my application
to be your new bestie.
No?
Too much?
Yeah, I can be too much.
I am a whole production myself.
Nice. So let me guess...
Hendricks...
Rain.
Not big talkers.
I respect that.
The only vegetarian option
is a side of pickles.
And here is a gift of Baxets
to help you all settle in.
Baxet?
Yeah. It's a promotional trick.
It helps people remember
my last name is Bax
when I work it into puns.
Well, you should get Bax
to it then.
Oh! Snap. Good one.
I'm writing that down.
I'll take an autograph.
Oh! Well, it would be
my pleasure.
You know what?
Hold on. Skylar!
Still no assistant, Mom.
Right. Oh...
You know what would be great?
Take that photo, frame it...
let's put it up right there
and we can call this
the Warner corner.
It'd be great for business, Mel.
But it's not necessary.
But... thank you.
Thank you.
I mean, I think you need
to be on that wall.
And we're here.
No through road
so it's extra quiet.
And your closest, only neighbor,
is Frank DeMatteo
and he's over a quarter
mile away.
Uh... widower, pretty much keeps
to himself.
It's just him and his goats
over there.
I love them!
Goat yoga is huge in L.A.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Uh... you get the odd plane
flying to the base
but that's on the other side
of the mountain.
Uh... town of army brats,
including myself.
So... shall we?
It's even better than
in the pictures!
Right?
Well?
I just need to get in the pool
and decompress.
Oh... buddy,
there's no pool.
But you have your own creek
and 50 acres of pure heaven.
Cable's in tomorrow and
I'll set you up with WiFi.
There's no WiFi?!
You'll survive.
We got this!
Hadley, come check this out.
Okay.
It's so quiet and zen and...
Bet you can't find a view
like that in L.A.
Hi Mom!
Don't start.
Start what?
Oh... you know,
that L.A. is polluted
and traffic ridden
and unsafe. Soulless.
A place I never should've went
in the first place.
At least someone said it.
Thanks for your help, Jay.
This place is perfetto.
Learning Italian for a cruise
I'm going on.
Oh, retirement looks good
on you.
Now... where are those
beautiful grandkids of mine?
Granny D!
At least someone appreciates me.
She means well.
Yeah. Yeah.
You hear that?
I can't unhear it.
Rain?
Rain!
Trying to sleep.
Did you not hear that?
Bax told us there were
goats next door
when we first moved in.
And?
And... have you never seen
those goat screaming videos?
Sounds totally human.
Animals that sound
like people...
not terrifying at all.
Sadly miss the road noise.
Me too.
But it's only temporary.
You nervous about school?
A little, yeah.
They're gonna love you
like I do.
I don't know.
Can I crash here for the night?
Yes, please.
Goat's got a gun!
Oh, wow. Hi.
Hi.
Uh... Detective Caden.
You reported possible gunshots?
Definite gunshots.
Yes.
Please come in.
Can I make you a coffee?
That'd be great.
Was that a hair adjustment?
Shush!
Well, we are in hunting season,
so shots echo off the cliffs.
Things that are far away
can sound a lot closer.
I definitely heard Frank's goats
on my way in.
Delightfully horrifying,
aren't they?
Well, in the country, it's
when the goats aren't screaming,
the crickets aren't chirping
that you have to worry.
Uh... can I help you?
My assistant usually...
is water okay?
I'm good. Thanks.
- These shots...
- Mm.
I have done some gun range
shooting in prep for the show,
and these sounded really close.
I'm sorry, the show?
Oh! I... I'm an actor.
I... I used to be.
Oh, okay.
Like, uh, soaps?
I used to watch those
with my mom.
Just used to?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, it's been some time now.
Well, mine was actually a
procedural called Crimetime,
but I know how cops usually
hate watching shows about cops.
I watched all the cop shows
with my dad growing up.
Oh, so you've seen it then?
No, sorry.
You've seen every show but mine?
Yup. Sorry, again.
I'm sure you were great.
Critics used to think so.
Well, uh...
if there's anything else...
do not hesitate to call me.
I appreciate it.
Okay.
Hey, do you know where
I might find a...
matcha latte in town?
Maybe with a little raw almond
and coconut milk.
Can you be more specific?
You know what? Mel's Diner
is a good idea for coffee.
It's a quiet place, you never
have to wait on line
and, uh, maybe
I'll see you there.
Maybe.
Hopefully.
Oh, also, uh...
it's a small town
and us cops get kinda bored
so do not speed, Mrs. Warner.
Oh, Miss...
Miss. Noted.
Good night.
Good night.
He was interesting.
If I wasn't so happily
self-partnered,
I might agree with you.
And is it me or was
he hiding something?
Does everyone need to be
a suspect in something?
Maybe you're right.
Get some sleep.
Everyone's dressed like
a vintage store.
Yeah, maybe lose
the man purse, H.
I love your faces.
Go be great.
What's up, bro?
Skylar?
Skylar!
How's my favorite
client these days
and her writing skills?
She's fine.
Skills, not so much.
We have some publisher
interest for the memoir.
They wanna see sample chapters,
preferably next month.
I'm not a writer!
Just start with one word
and add another!
I know you could use the cash,
so I thought I'd ask.
Ugh... I'll see what I can do.
Okay.
Thinking I'm wide awake
Bring up the days and dates
Look what the people say
Voting another way
Ooh...
Skylar!
- Thanks.
- Enjoy.
I have washed every dish.
I've folded every piece
of laundry... twice.
Domestic goddess, I am not.
Sounds weird, but...
what do I do if I'm not
Hadley Warner anymore?
Whatever it is you're
looking for, you'll find it,
you always have.
Sorry, I don't know.
Can't help you.
Sam Davis's mom.
Guy from poster.
Oh...
Steph.
Any updates?
A few sightings here and there,
but no real leads.
If it helps, I know for a fact
that 99.8 percent
reported missing are found fine
in the first few days.
My daughter, Hadley.
So nice to finally meet you.
You too.
Thank you. I really needed
some hope right now.
Steph! Hey, Steph!
Well... see?
I'm good for something.
Great at a lot of things.
Just not writing
or being handy or...
- Hey Mom.
- Oh! Look at that.
How was school?
Went from hero to zero
in one day.
Tell me it gets better?
It gets better.
Oh...
Once they get to know you,
they'll love you like we do.
Thanks Grandma.
- Excuse me.
- Oh!
Could I borrow your ketchup?
Oh!
Yeah...
Of course.
Hey!
Is that Hadley Warner?
Two-time Emmy nominated
and Tony winning actor
Hadley Warner?
You're that girl
from that thing.
I am.
Stay...
Yeah!
How you like me now?
When was the last time you saw
Sam Davis?
Maybe a week ago.
I was out of town,
but I came back
as soon as I found out
he went missing.
Got in the next morning.
Any idea where he might
have gone?
I mean, we hike
Stillwater Creek a lot together
in order to clear our heads
from the day to day.
So maybe he's out somewhere.
You're also his
business partner.
I am.
How's business?
Good.
Why the hesitation?
Great. You really don't have
any leads?
I'll keep you posted.
Drag marks on the base
of the tree
consistent with mud on the body.
Sorry I'm late. So we're
thinking Sam Davis here?
I can't officially confirm,
but... yep.
Sad.
Is it just me or does that chute
seem too big for skydiving?
Not just you, it's a base
jumper chute.
And he's way off course.
Yeah. The nearest cliff or drop
zone is a mile that way?
Yeah. Stillwater Creek is.
Get a prelim by the end
of the week.
But you wanna know
the strangest thing?
Is that just me or is that
a bullet hole?
Again... not just you.
Which might make this homicide.
Yikes.
Country music, am I right?
Actually, hip hop.
Hollywood.
Actually, Brentwood.
Hendricks.
Good talk.
Yikes. Hopefully
this helps.
Matcha martini.
You get me.
Nice job, Bax.
Thank you. I used to bartend
before real estate.
Hmm.
You know, I think I'm gonna need
a security upgrade,
so we all feel a little safer.
Do you know anyone?
Yep. Steve McGowan.
Best in the biz,
I'll give him a call.
Just... just don't get him
talking about banjos.
Why is that?
You don't wanna know.
I always wanna know.
I'm so sorry.
I'll go throw some tea on.
I'm not usually one to say
the universe does this or that,
but I... I feel like it's trying
to say something.
You being here in town,
you finding him...
is a blessing.
I'm not sure where
you're going with...
Statewide cutbacks.
I mean, they just don't have
enough officers on deck.
Detective Caden seems...
I'm... I'm sure he is.
But now they're telling me
that Sam might have been shot.
Shot?
Yeah.
All I'm saying is...
what if the detective
had someone who's trained
with the best cops and experts
like your mom has said?
I mean, you could've solved
this in 60 minutes or less. No?
Closer to 42 with commercials,
but...
I am not that character.
I just don't know
what else to do.
Please.
Help me.
I'll look into it.
The top of the trees
aren't broken, so...
So he magically fell from the
sky, didn't break any branches,
and then landed in a tree.
That's talent, I'd say.
Sky-dying.
Crimetime, season 6.
That's where I know you from.
Uh...
Carisse.
I'm the M.E.
in the tri-county area.
Hadley.
Okay I can't have you
contaminating the crime scene,
so if you could just...
I understand.
I'm just saying that on my show,
the victim was placed
in the tree
by a middle child of
identical quadruplets.
A killer hiding in plain sight
the whole time,
looking for revenge.
Follow up...
how many sets of quadruplets
do you have in town?
Okay, I know you're just trying
to be helpful,
but if you could wait inside
until we finish up.
Fine.
But he didn't land in that tree
off the initial fall,
talented or not.
Okay.
Which begs the question,
how did he get up there?
Follow up.
How'd he get shot?
Those hunter's gunshots
from the other night?
Uh huh, okay.
Thank you for your time.
Thank you very much.
Nice to meet you!
Sam seemed like
a really happy guy,
even on the day he went missing.
His wife Jen is a jumper, too.
According to social media,
pretty decent relationship.
But...
But the spouse is always
the first suspect.
50 percent of the time
you'd be right about the spouse.
This guy in the other pic
with Sam...
the one handing out the flyers
at the diner.
Anson is his business partner.
Not to mention his dad's name
is on all the buildings
around here.
Do we think Anson's a suspect?
Crimetime rule number one...
suspect everyone.
Business partner and a wife
would both have a lot to gain
from Sam's death.
Do we have anything else
on Anson?
I could ask Steph if I could
look through Sam's financials.
If there's something
in the numbers...
I'll always find it.
What do we do in the meantime?
Well, since the body
was found right here,
police always start
by canvasing the area.
And with only one neighbor...
Hello. Hadley Warner.
That's me.
How can I help you?
First off, wife, kids,
we love your show.
Second, Mr. Bax called, said you
needed some security upgrades.
Third, Steve McGowan,
Lock-in-key. Hi.
Hi. I hear you're the best
in town.
Well, the only one for now,
so best by default.
Bax mentioned the banjo, too.
Oh, my first love.
Don't tell the wife.
Deal.
I love them, reminds me of
when we'd shoot down South.
Interestingly, it was invented
in the Caribbean
and then brought over.
The more you know.
The name itself was
originally bantu,
which then became bango,
then banjar, banza...
banya, bansha
and then finally...
Guessing banjo?
Yes!
I'd love to hear
you play sometime.
Oh! Great.
But I was just heading out.
Ah.
So, what are my options
security-wise?
Uh... cams, motion lights,
house alarms.
Heck, I've outfitted everybody
in the tri-county area
from government to gas station,
so whatever you need.
If I paid a little extra,
do you think you'd be able
to stay on as a property guard?
I just need my kids
to feel safe.
Absolutely.
Anything you need.
- I do have one note.
- Hmm.
When you're installing
the front door cam,
could you favorite left
to get my good side?
That's a good one.
Well, you don't have a bad side,
but consider it done.
Anything else?
Heck. Oh hey, go for Steve.
Hey.
Yeah. No, not on a Tuesday.
Jerry, I told you, not on
a Tuesday.
Okay. I gotta go.
Hello?
Hello.
Can I help you?
Hi, Hadley.
I just moved in next door.
I heard.
Great.
By chance, did you hear any
gunshots the other night?
Nope.
No guns around here.
But if there's someone
out shooting...
I'd be extra careful.
Thanks for the tip.
It's nice to meet you.
Kind of.
So we have Jen the spouse,
Anson, the business partner
and now neighbor Frank,
who for some reason
is hiding his gun.
Circumstantial.
But considering the victim
was shot in Frank's proximity,
it's like our episode...
Hitman for the Holidays.
Nice.
Okay, but what's Frank's motive?
I mean, he's harmless.
For the most part.
What's the most part?
Okay, there may have been
a thing.
When his wife died,
there was an investigation.
Like he killed her?
No, it was a fall down
the stairs.
He was totally exonerated.
Oh... great.
So... so far this week,
you have put me in a house
with a body in the backyard and
a potential killer next door.
My bad. But seriously...
come to think of it,
even after he was exonerated,
Sam Davis still was super vocal
about Frank being guilty.
I mean, maybe Frank got
his revenge.
Anyways, I'm on my way to the
craft store to get poster paper
for a murder board.
Uh... any color preferences?
Why does it feel like
you're mad?
And where are you going?
Seeing as how it seems I
volunteered to play detective,
I'm going to the last place
that Sam was seen alive.
Oh.
I am not doing it in heels.
Fair enough.
I know I'm a handful,
but that's why you had
two hands. Right?
This about the book, or...?
Maybe. Kinda, sorta...
I may have found a body
in my backyard.
Wait, what?
I'm not a suspect, but...
But...
The victim's mother asked me
to look into the case
and I buckled like a belt.
I'm sorry, this is...
This is fantastic!
What? It is?
She played a crime fighting
legend in real life,
and now is actually
fighting crime.
Are you kidding me?
It's gold!
Part of what your book can be.
Put you back on the map, kiddo.
That's not why I volunteered
to help,
I'm not exploiting...
This is L.A., I get paid
to exploit for you.
You just do the good Samaritan
thing you're already gonna do
and I'll put some feelers
out here.
Always knew you were gonna
make a comeback!
Saunders, when people lie,
their voice either gets
really high or really low,
and yours just got...
No, it... no, it didn't.
No, it didn't.
I hate this business.
Hello?
So... when we last spoke,
you said that Sam was having
some issues at work
and that when he left
the campsite
he didn't come back.
You decided to just bus it home?
I did.
You said you got on the bus
around 4:15?
Around then, um... 4:20...
between those two times.
Right.
But the bus didn't arrive,
according to the schedule,
until 6:00.
Could have been 6:00.
Look, I'm sorry, I'm just not
myself right now.
I totally understand.
I also talked to some
other campers
that were at the campsite,
and they said that they saw
you and Sam arguing...
but it didn't sound like
it was work-related.
So if there's anything else
you wanna tell me...
Are you really asking me
this right now?
I just lost the love of my life.
Believe me, this is all
just procedure,
but anything you wanna tell me
would be good for both of us.
It was just your typical
couple's fight.
You know, when small things
build up.
Small things like...?
We'd been growing apart.
It's why we went camping
in the first place.
Reconnecting.
So growing apart,
like... divorce apart?
No.
Excuse me.
I'm assuming
you're the Park Ranger.
Was it the hat?
That was a start.
Um... did you happen
to see this man
around here earlier this week?
I spoke with the detective
about Sam.
I hadn't seen him specifically.
You're a cop, too?
No, but question...
are random bodies in a tree
a thing around here?
Follow up. I mean... say someone
was found with a bullet hole,
dead in a tree...
purely fictional...
but maybe he was shot and then
climbed up into it
so that he couldn't be
shot again?
Follow up to my follow up.
Or could he have been shot
and then the person who shot him
dragged him into a tree to make
it look like an accident?
Again, purely fictional.
Do you want me to respond now?
Well, yes.
This is why I'm asking.
I haven't seen anything
even close to those
extremely specific scenarios.
Well, thank you.
You've been very helpful.
Oh!
If I happen to see some weird
claw marks on the tree...
is that ringing any bells
for you?
Uh... cougars drag deer
into trees to eat later, but...
Really... could they do that
with people?
I mean, they wouldn't be
too heavy to get up there?
I've seen deer up to 240 pounds.
Amazing.
Wow.
Is it too late for me to retract
my earlier sarcastic thanks
and replace it with a real one?
Retraction accepted.
Glad I could help.
Detective Caden, those
claw marks on the trunk
may have been put there
by a cougar
pulling Sam into the tree.
All pats on the back can be
forwarded directly to me.
This is Hadley, by the way.
Sweetheart, Sam and Jen
were having marital problems.
Then maybe I should be speaking
to Jen
sooner rather than later.
I don't know if you got my text.
I did. I appreciate
the heads up.
Should I ask you
why you're here?
Me?
Yeah.
I'm here to jump.
I'm a jumper.
I'm a... skydiver-er.
Huh.
I don't think
that's a real word.
Well, if you were in the scene,
you'd know it.
And also, you should maybe
think about asking my neighbor
about threatening me.
When I asked him
about the gunshots...
Wait, Frank threatened you?
He said he wouldn't want
to see me get hurt,
but it was the way he said it.
Okay, this is why
I don't want you
going around asking questions.
Now I have to worry about
your safety.
But, um... good luck with
your skydiver-er-ing.
I don't think that's a word.
Hmm, if you're in the scene,
you would know.
What you got in there?
You really need to know an
answer to everything, don't you?
I really do.
I mean, you're hiding something.
I can tell by your
body language.
It was part of my job.
Ditto, which is why I can
tell you're not here to jump.
- Oh, I'm jumping.
- Mm.
But I will let you
get back to work.
Appreciate that.
Hi, there.
Oh, welcome to...
Hadley Warner?
That's me.
I'm sorry about Sam.
I heard, um...
his mom's a friend.
I didn't know you worked here.
Just trying to keep busy.
Well, if there's anything
I can do.
Do you mind if I get a pic?
Sure. Of course.
Oh...
So you're jumping with us?
I'm not sure I'm ready to jump.
Oh, you're gonna love it.
I'm gonna grab you some gear.
Oh, you know, Sam was afraid
of jumping his first time too.
He and Anson came out here
on a team-building thing
and both fell in love
with it after.
Is that how you met?
Yeah.
He said he literally fell
for me that day.
I did, too.
Oh, look at how many fans
showed up.
Oh...
- Hi.
- Hi.
You know, if the cops really
thought something was up,
they'd look to Kirk.
Kirk? From the diner?
I'm not sure where he works now
but Sam said he had a
restraining order on him.
Restraining order?
Yup.
Huh.
You ready?
Oh, this should be good.
You know, she's a professional
skydiver-er.
It's a term.
I can't.
And let down the fans?
No, you can...
you can just go ahead
and shut that door.
I... thank you.
Bax, we're gonna need to add
Kirk Brown to the suspect list.
I didn't threaten anyone.
She's just being melodramatic.
Yeah, that she is.
Hey, do you mind if I have
a look at your rifle?
Got rid of it.
Frank, I know for a fact
that you shot that kid's
drone down a month ago.
You scared him a lot.
So if you still do have it...
I don't.
But if you do...
I'm just saying, it's only
a matter of time
before we get ballistics back
from that bullet on Sam Davis.
Whatever you think I did,
I didn't.
And unless you've got
a warrant...
You have my number.
Oh! A little help?
Oh. I got you.
Thank you.
How was school?
Well, I thought I was feeding
a lost dog at lunch.
Turns out... coyote.
Mine was cool.
Until someone asked me what it's
like renting the murder house.
Uh... technically murder
adjacent, so...
I just wanna go home.
Hey, wherever we are is home.
But if opportunities pop up
in L.A., we will go back then,
I promise.
Okay. So we have
your four suspects.
Jen, the wife
with marital problems.
Heavily armed neighbor Frank,
who wants revenge.
Kirk from the diner, who Sam
had a restraining order against.
And Anson the business partner.
Is the light okay?
Okay? Are you kidding me?
It's like you read
my dream journal.
You always amaze me.
Print it up?
I could do that.
Or even better...
follow me.
Is it really safe, everyone
getting involved like this?
You're probably right.
I should maybe take over.
But if anyone feels unsafe,
let me know.
I mean, we do have an alarm
and cameras and new locks.
Oh!
Someone's in the backyard!
Run!
Ooh.
Lloyd?
You know him?
To be fair, you said
you'd miss me.
What are you doing here?
Trying to put you back
on the map.
You're welcome, by the way.
You okay?
Yeah.
I can't feel my left hand...
Where's Lloyd?
At the inn.
I'm sure he'll be back.
Knock, knock. How we doing
this morning?
I could really use some cold
plunge therapy right about now.
Well, the Loon Lake's freezing
this time of year.
Hmm. I'll give it a shot.
Have you eaten?
Ooh. Thanks.
Uh... ta-da!
Is that you?
You mentioned you wanted
to hear.
True.
I did.
Why did you stop playing?
Well, you can only play
dueling banjos so many times
before you want to implode.
Plus, the crowds got too wild.
And by crowds, I mean
no one actually showed up
except my wife.
So... forced retirement.
I feel your pain.
Plus, I started a family
and needed to make money.
Not that I'm making that much
here in Mystic.
I'm sorry to hear that.
But Mystic is a pretty
safe place.
Plus, security is a young
man's game,
and competition's always trying
to edge itself into town.
Again, I feel your pain.
You know what?
I'm writing you a review
as we speak.
You don't need to do that.
It's the least I can do.
Really? I...
Steve McGowan deserves a raise.
You're too kind, thank you.
Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey.
Hungry?
Oh yeah, perpetually.
But I'm pretty sure
it's glandular.
Uh... these are the other
housing listings you asked for.
Thank you.
That's really good.
Right?
Coffee, black.
Wow. You a boxer?
Work burn.
Hmm. Looks like you've been
punching something.
What are we thinking?
I'm thinking...
what was your relationship
to Sam Davis?
And what you were up to
last Friday.
Trivia night at the centre,
start to finish,
and I don't really know Sam.
Yeah, see your work history
and restraining order
say differently.
I only worked for him a bit.
Worked? Past tense.
Look... if you're trying to say
it had something to do with this
'cause I was fired...
well, you're going to have,
like, thousands of suspects.
Sam fired people for a living.
Yeah, but he only had
one restraining order.
That was you.
Kirk also had those cuts
on his knuckles
before he applied for the job.
I'm just saying.
Excuse me.
I'll grab my things here.
Anything else?
Hey, what do people do
around here for fun?
You, specifically.
Me? Uh...
trivia night at the centre's
pretty fun.
I happen to be the queen
of trivia.
Oh, okay. Then you should
stop by.
I'm there 7:00 PM sharp
every Wednesday and Friday
'cause the place tends to fill
up pretty... pretty quick.
Um... should I save you
a seat?
I'm in.
Huh.
Thank you.
But I didn't order...
Are you ignoring me
because I'm a civilian?
A townie telling the locals
how things should be done,
or because I played a cop?
I'm ignoring you in
relationship to the case
because I'm a professional
and you are not.
You know, I can read most
people, but you are tricky.
I'm guessing the second fork
is for you?
I see why they made you
detective, Detective.
Trying to get me to look at
the picture of you on the wall?
What?
Huh?
Oh! That is me.
Mm-hmm.
Do you want one?
I actually have some extras
in my purse.
Are you always this...
Relentless?
Brilliantly driven?
No offense, I was gonna say
a touch pushy.
Why do we always say, "no
offense" before the offensive?
Just say the offensive thing!
Be direct.
- Okay.
- It is very freeing.
Good point. From here on out,
offensive things only.
Great. Now, where were we?
Not talking about the case
to a TV cop.
Wow. That does feel free.
Thank you.
Fair.
But Sam's mom asked me
to help, and so...
you really don't recognize me?
Why this need to be recognized?
You're gonna tell me
you didn't become a cop
because of the attention
you get when you drive by?
That is exactly
what I'm telling you.
In fact, being a cop was not
my first choice.
Ooh. What was?
How about this pie, huh?
Mmhmm. Mysterious.
Huh.
Luckily, I'm in the mystery game
and I can always tell when
someone's hiding something.
Hm.
It's a gift. A curse.
It's a fun party game.
It's also how I knew that
my ex was cheating on me
with this yoga instructor.
But I'm rambling...
You really haven't
seen me anywhere?
Nuh uh.
Oh! That... that right there.
Clear avoidance signs.
You looked down, you touched
your face, hid your mouth.
You've seen my show.
It is also a sign that I got
a little bit of pie on my chin,
I had to wipe it off.
Hello?
Yes, that's me.
Sure. I'll be there.
Hmm.
TV cop just got
a real-life clue.
Thanks for the pie.
It is you! Big fan.
Literally.
I don't talk to cops.
Then I saw Hadley Warner,
and... wow. Blown away.
Thank you. That's sweet.
Did you find anything
on the camera?
It's, uh, motion activated,
so hundreds of files,
but, uh... here.
What are we looking for?
Hmm.
That right there.
There's someone on the edge
of frame.
Who looks like
they're stealing something.
Friend of yours?
Do you know Sam Davis by chance?
Only from the posters.
Whoever's taking Sam's stuff
goes down to the creek.
I can't quite make it out.
Oh, what's that?
It's a logo on his shirt.
Does it look familiar?
Nope.
Wait. Are we on a case?
Is this like the... the killer
or something?
Possibly.
That's messed up.
Oh, thanks.
Think you could do up a flyer
for the band trip fundraiser
we're having at
the bowling alley?
You could do whatever you want.
I could definitely give it
a try.
I'm Rain, by the way.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Aww, you kept yours.
Yeah. Good memory.
I still have mine
in the kitchen.
Look, um...
I was thinking that...
How are we doing there, Carisse?
Hey.
Any cause of death?
Yeah. Tomography report shows
fractures of the cranial vault,
the right mandibular ramus
and the T5 vertebrae.
Wow. Hard fall.
Yeah. Which leads me
to this...
the shoot wasn't worn
from wear and tear.
It was cut with
topical adhesives
on both sides of the cut
and glued back together.
Okay, so enough to pass
a spot inspection,
but not... enough...
to support a body.
Hi. Can we help you?
Thank you for asking.
Um... excuse me.
Look at this.
Hi.
Sam and Jen fight.
Sam goes after his chute.
Someone in the shadows runs off.
And if the chute was cut?
Not that I overheard anything...
but maybe this is our suspect.
Maybe Jen even hired him.
Although she'd know how to rig
a chute to fail.
But I'm guessing
he used Bond's Glue.
Ah... where...?
Maybe something you
can get a print off of.
Um...
Frank. What are you doing here?
I'm here to report a murder.
A murder?
I killed Sam Davis.
I didn't...
- Hi.
- Hi.
Okay, you can stay
or you can leave.
But if you're staying,
lock up is down the hall.
Noted. I'm all about
the leaving.
Just call me the leaver.
Hadley has left the building.
You are gonna miss me
when I'm gone though.
You know, in order for me
to miss you,
you actually do have to leave.
So, confirming that you
will miss me when I'm gone.
Okay, here we go.
Kidding. So serious.
This logo, though,
look familiar?
You wouldn't tell me
if you knew?
Mm-hmm.
Fine. I'm gone.
You know, she can't be here
and involved with the case,
of course.
Of course.
It's just... she has this way
of showing up everywhere.
She just... pops up.
Uh oh. She's getting
under your skin.
A little. Why uh oh?
You and Carisse started
the same way.
No.
Yes.
Okay. Where were we, Frank?
Conscience got the best of me,
and like you said,
it was only a matter of time
before they matched my gun
to the bullet that killed Sam.
So... I'm here.
I did it. I shot him.
Okay. Why don't you walk
me through it?
There'd been a cougar
in the area,
and he got one of my goats
just last week.
Well, that night, goats
were screaming, agitated.
I thought he came back.
So I grabbed my rifle,
I shot at it, and I hit it.
I thought.
But the cougar was gone.
And there was that boy.
That poor boy.
I panicked.
Got rid of all my guns.
If I could do anything,
it would be to take back
that night.
I didn't mean to kill him...
but I did.
So...
Frank, what if I told you...
you didn't?
Yeah.
I know that look.
What do you got?
Well... I think that Sam died
from the fall.
A cougar took him up the tree
and Frank shot him by mistake.
Lines up with the prelims
we got from Carisse.
That it does.
Well done.
Oh, is that positive
reinforcement?
- Bingo.
- Ah...
Mel! Hello.
Wow, look at you.
You look fabulous.
I'm trying to keep up.
Is Kirk here yet?
He says he usually gets here
by 7:00.
Busy already.
Oh, speak of the devil.
He here by chance
last Friday at 7:00?
No... he came way later.
He was already feeling
pretty happy.
Huh.
So... I should warn you,
I am just a little
bit competitive.
Ooh. Challenge accepted.
Oh.
Thank you.
Alright, alright.
Welcome, welcome.
Are you ready?
I said, are you ready?
Welcome to Mel's trivia night.
The first category... cuisine.
This smooth, slightly sweet,
double or triple cream cheese
from Italy works well
with brles.
Mascarpone!
Miss Warner, just...
write the answer down.
Oh! Sorry. Sorry.
I got a little excited.
I'm excitable.
A lot of Army guys here, hey?
Yeah, a lot of
after work guys, too.
Which one are you?
Both.
Army brat that moved around
then did the whole office thing.
What kinda office thing?
Mid-level consulting, uh,
analyzing businesses'
efficiency.
Like Sam Davis's company.
Why would you ask that?
It's just the only one
I know of in town.
Now, a before and after puzzle.
This... a liquefied carrot
and grapefruit diet,
that's a freeway space
where people drive 75.
The juice fast lane!
Again. Just write your
answer... please.
Sorry. Sorry.
Sorry.
I saw Sam's business partner
the other day.
He seemed really broken up.
Anson?
Yeah, I can see why
he's feeling guilty.
Hmm. Sounds gossipy.
Do tell.
He wanted to take the business
a different direction than Sam,
and I think they had
a falling out.
Really?
Sam Cooke brought it on home
with this song of what year?
Bring It On Home, 1961.
Oh, come on!
Sorry, that's incorrect.
And again...
No, no, no.
That's correct.
Fact check me!
Alright. Kinda my jam.
"Bring It On Home."
Released May 8th, 1962.
Well... it was recorded in 1961
and your question
wasn't specific.
Miss Crime, it's time
for you to leave.
If you don't mind.
Fine.
But I am mentioning this
in my review.
One star.
One star!
Is that applause for me
or against me?
You got the crime.
She's got the time.
Can you please turn that off?
Come on.
It's my comeback special.
I'm starting to gain
new followers
who've jumped on board
since my first missing poster.
There is more to life
than likes and hearts.
It's the only thing I'm good at.
What if I don't do live and just
shoot some footage to edit
once the case is solved?
You could sell it as a true
crime web series.
A companion piece
to your book, even?
Not that the book's
getting written.
But... okay.
Setting up on your left.
And... how goes
the hunt, Detective?
Connecting suspects and motives.
Jen. A wife with marital
problems
who wants to get rid of Sam
or collect insurance.
Kirk. A fired employee
looking for revenge.
Anson. An estranged partner
who wanted to take over
the business
and isn't returning
any of my calls.
Neighbor Frank.
Who confessed to it,
but it just doesn't feel right.
And there's this.
What's that?
It's a partial logo on a hoodie
the killer was wearing.
Does it look familiar?
The arches look like
a ceremonial emblem,
but the inner lining
looks more like
an ancient sigil seal
or something.
It feels like I've seen it
somewhere recently.
I've definitely seen
that truck before.
What truck?
Oh, as it speeds away.
Look, Jen's gone
from the campsite.
Could have walked away.
Could have.
Where did you see
this truck before?
Uh... archive from my live-feed
that I was filming when
we first got into town.
I don't see a license
plate though.
Was that guy putting up posters?
Anson.
Pause that, right there.
On his windshield.
Can you zoom in?
Follow up question.
Is it just me or does Anson have
a Stillwater Creek park pass
on his truck in the main
street footage?
Detective Caden,
Anson was at the campsite
right after Sam took off.
Maybe he picked Jen up.
Maybe he was the one tampering
with the chute.
All pats on the back
can be sent directly to me.
Hadley, by the way.
Keep fishing for a compliment,
maybe you'll catch one.
Shawn, by the way.
Ah, I know that look.
Hi.
Is Anson available?
He's with a client.
Do you have an appointment?
I don't. Could you
pencil me in?
I have Thursday
at 10:00 AM next week.
Nothing sooner?
Well, sounds good.
For Hadley.
That's Hadley with an e-y.
Oh! Sorry!
It's fine, just hang on.
Sorry.
I don't know how to deal with
any of this kinda stuff.
You always do this,
you worry too much.
Listen. You don't have to worry
about that anymore.
Lady was just in.
Did she come by here?
Jen might be having an affair
with Anson,
Sam's business partner.
I saw it myself.
This is Hadley by the way.
I'm gonna have to call you back.
Can I help you?
No. All good.
Wrong office.
Heard you've been asking
about Sam.
No! Yes.
No, um... his mom did ask me
to look into things.
And I'm trying to be delicate,
but you and Jen did look closer
than friends in there.
What?
No.
Whatever you think you
just saw back there...
you didn't. Got it?
See what?
Good.
I don't know if you got
my message.
I did. What did you see?
He was holding her hand
a little too endearingly.
And you think that
that is proof of an affair?
It was the way they were
looking at each other.
And his voice changed
when I asked him about it,
like he was lying.
And did you know that Sam
and Anson had a falling out?
I did.
And as much as I appreciate
your texts...
I can't discuss anything with
you as it relates to the case.
You even coming in here
is dangerously close
to an interference charge.
Fine!
Backing off.
But... Anson wanted
to take the business
in a different direction.
They had a fight,
add the affair,
plus a literal hostile
takeover...
all equals motive to me.
Mmhmm.
What?
Do you have a condition
where you feel the need
to say whatever's on
your mind constantly?
My parents did make me see a
specialist when I was younger.
Oh. Okay.
So, you're headed
to Anson's office now?
Yep.
Deception 101.
Single word answers
so you don't slip up.
As much fun as this has been,
I really need to go.
Are you even gonna
tell me what's in the bag?
Nope!
Take comfort in the idea
that there are things in life
that you will never know.
You know I can't do that.
Well, have fun!
Right now, my money's on
neighbor Frank, the widower.
I'm not even sure if his wife
died of natural causes anymore.
As the Italians say.
Oh, nice.
I guess my invite got lost
in the mail.
No, not at all.
You're just in time for
the first official meeting
of the... clue crew.
Ooh, good hashtag.
I like that.
How'd it go at the office?
Well... besides
Anson picking Jen up
right after Sam went missing...
apparently they're more
than friends.
Shut the front door.
Oh, so we have motive?
I'd say.
And Mom, Anson had a tax looking
form at his office, form 1065?
A form you file when
dissolving a partnership.
So, Jen and Anson could be
in on this together.
Hmm. I'm lactose intolerant.
What a mistake.
Neighbor already left.
What are you doing here?
Fictitious crime fighting,
fighting actual crime?
It's news.
I bet you're wondering
what's on the security cam.
Yeah.
Buy me dinner?
Besides dinner...
what's in it for me?
Well... if I break this,
any picture you take of me
will double.
I'll give you an exclusive.
Any information you want.
Hmm.
And your agent's still gonna pay
me as well?
What?
I figured you knew.
He sent me up here to catch
you in action on the case.
You know, drum up a little hype.
Of course he did.
So? What you got?
I'm listening.
Hmm. No, I need you
to be talking.
What did you see on Jen's
neighbor's cam?
Oh. Nothing.
But I did a little
asking around.
Earlier in the day,
when Sam went missing,
someone showed up
to his house...
punching and kicking the door.
Mm-hmm. Sam wasn't home.
Door got the worst of it.
Any description of who it was?
Someone looked a lot like...
Kirk?
If only your powers could be
used for good instead of evil.
Evil pays more, you know that.
So, what's the detective
thinking on all this?
He's playing his cards pretty
close to his chest.
But he definitely should know
what you found.
He's not gonna talk to me.
You two seem to have
a good rapport.
Well, he did tell me
to stop texting
and coming by the station. So...
I think we're pretty much
on our own here.
Well, a break on the case
is good for both of us.
So, I may know a place
where you can find him
that's technically not calling,
texting or the station.
And where is that?
Okay, everybody remember that
mambo translates into shake it!
So do not be afraid to put
your hips into it.
Really?
Really?
Ooh, ooh... no, I don't mean
to interrupt everyone.
You look amazing out there.
Really, very inspiring.
Oh, okay.
Is there anything
you don't interrupt?
Oh.
I never would have guessed
that that foot was in the bag.
So... you know, you kinda win.
Okay everybody, I'm sure
that Miss Warner would be happy
to sign autographs and take
pictures after class.
But first, she's gonna
join us. Peter...
Yeah!
Oh. No, I don't dance.
A little help!
Oh, you need a lot of help.
But as in life,
here if you stumble,
just make it part of the...
Oh!
Dance.
Since when are you
a dance teacher?
I took over from my mom
after, uh...
Oh, I'm sorry.
She would be very proud.
She was my biggest fan.
Hmm.
What's not to like?
Are you buttering me up
to try to get more info?
Is it working?
Don't look down.
Ooh!
You don't listen very well,
do you?
It's usually one
of my strengths.
Okay. Keep eye contact.
Listen to the music.
Don't rush it and don't...
Ooh!
Attack it.
Oh!
Speaking of attacking...
Kirk was at Sam's house
punching the door
the day he died.
Anson's been warning me
to keep my mouth shut.
Jen's not answering calls
or the door.
Maybe she skipped town?
I already knew that.
Almost as if it was part of
my job.
Almost impressive.
Almost charming.
You see, listening
has its advantages.
What?
- Question?
- Mm-hmm.
When we met, you said idear...
instead of idea.
Like a New Yorker.
And you said I wouldn't wait
on line instead of in line.
You left Mystic?
You are a good TV cop.
So...
we both left small towns for big
dreams and got sucked back in.
Mm-hmm.
My mom got sick,
I came back here.
My uncle, who was also
the police chief,
gave me a desk job and...
You forgot about the dream of...
You got me.
Detective.
Oh! Excuse me.
Caden.
Yeah.
Anson. Yeah,
I'll be right there.
What's happening?
You not interfering
with my case.
Good night!
Mr. Erickson, I appreciate it.
If I could just preface
the interview...
I'd like to just remind the
detective of Mr. Erickson's
standing in the community
and the influence his father has
in making this town
what it's become.
Translation, you can
get me fired.
Well, translate it however
you want.
Okay. Well, if it's okay
with your client,
I'd like to ask him why
he's been avoiding my calls
and any contact
since our first interview.
My best friend just died.
Sorry if I wasn't in the mood
to chit chat.
But don't you maybe
wanna help catch the person
that killed him?
I already told you everything
I know.
Okay. So is it true that, uh...
you and Sam wanted to take the
company in different directions?
Yeah. We wanted to go
in different ways.
Fell out a bit.
Things got heated?
It was always heated for Sam.
He had a short temper,
said a lot of mean things
to anyone and everyone.
Ended a lot of people's career
on a whim.
Always a power kick for him.
Right.
Hey, when was the last time
you were at the campground?
You don't have to answer that.
I wasn't there
when he went missing,
if that's what you're implying.
Before then, I don't know.
Hadn't been in that area
maybe four or five years.
Okay.
You see what's interesting
to me is, last time we spoke,
you said that you and Sam went
to the campground
all the time to hike.
And... a witness saw your truck
that day picking up his wife.
That could've been
anyone's truck.
You see, there's only two
trucks of that make and model
registered in this state.
And the other owner?
He was 600 miles away
at the time.
Look... you were Sam's friend.
By some accounts,
his best friend.
Tell the truth.
For Sam.
Sam just left Jen there.
Alright?
She had no way to get home,
so yeah,
I went there and
I picked her up.
And then?
Then we went looking for him.
Couldn't find him.
Knew sooner or later,
we'd become suspects.
Because of the affair?
Listen...
Please don't answer that.
I'm gonna stop you right there
before you perjure yourself.
I've triangulated your calls.
I found dozens of calls to Jen
leading up to that time.
Do you know how this looks?
Yeah, exactly why I kept
my mouth shut.
Smart.
That way, Jen can get
the inheritance
and you can take over
the business.
Okay, we're done here.
I love Jen more than anything.
And I know how this looks but
I didn't kill my best friend.
Then who did?
Like I said, he had
a short temper.
Could be anyone.
Okay. Help me out.
Make a list of all the people
that you and Sam recommended
to be fired over
the last six months.
Uh... Mom?
You okay?
I knew I'd seen this
somewhere before.
The first day we got here.
Is anyone else seeing
the similarity?
Uh... maybe.
So the killer's in the Army?
Or was.
Or just has access to the base?
Town's full of Army people, though.
Yeah, but only one
that's a suspect.
That tall dude from the diner.
The same one that has a
restraining order against him.
The same dude that tried
to break into Sam's door
the day he died.
Uh, what's his name?
Kirk Brown.
Look at you two go.
My little kids growing
into super sleuths.
The cozy town bringing
us together!
Mom, are you crying?
No, you're crying.
What can I get you?
We have regular or decaf.
I'll take half of both,
if that's a thing.
It is now.
Look, before you start with
any more questions...
I need to apologize.
You do?
Sam's mom asked me to help,
so I wasn't leaving
any stone unturned.
I'm excitable and that pushes
people away. You know?
I get it.
And now with Anson being
questioned as the main suspect
and the case winding down,
the only thing the cops
would wanna know from you
is where you were at the time
that Sam died.
Well, I already told them
I was at home
and probably drank too much
and then I went to the centre
for trivia night.
Yeah, exactly.
And you had to get there
at 7:00 because it fills up.
I saw that myself.
But the thing is, Mel says
that you didn't arrive
until way past 8:00
that Friday.
It could've been those
pre-game drinks at home.
I'm pretty sure it was
around 7:00.
Well, if the cops do show up,
you just have to make sure
you have an alibi for being
home that night.
Did you order anything in?
You know, any receipts
or something?
No, I was by myself.
Not that I drink by myself
that often.
No judgment.
Mel did mention that you
were pretty happy.
That's an understatement.
How many happies we talking?
Enough I can't remember.
That's probably why you don't
remember coming in
way past 8:00
instead of the 7:00
that you told them.
Maybe the reason you
don't remember anything at all.
Not even killing Sam.
I think I'd remember that.
Look... I was angry,
and I definitely wanted
to hit him that day,
but at no point would I ever
kill him or anyone.
Hello?
Hello?
Jen?
What are you doing?
Nothing.
The door was open, I'm
just checking everyone's okay.
Look, I know you've been
leading the detectives to me,
but next time have
actual evidence,
so they can charge and hold me.
Err... I mean, I know your
truck was at the campsite,
but I wasn't trying to...
Just stop!
I know you've played cop on TV,
but this is the real world.
And in the real world,
real people get hurt.
Are you threatening me?
Just the truth.
Leave us alone.
He didn't do it.
Then give me something
so I can find who did.
So far, all your help
has gotten us
is both getting interrogated.
So, thank you...
but no thank you.
Well, that's a fair point.
Keep on picking.
You know it.
Ready for bowling?
I feel like I'm under dressed.
What's in the bag?
Nothing.
Which means
definitely something.
You brought your own
bowling shoes?
Hey! Foot fungus affects
up to 14 percent of
the population. Okay?
It's a silent killer.
Go be great.
Be home on time.
Don't worry,
I'll get murder boy back
to the murder house on time.
Love your faces!
Love yours, too.
How's my favorite client?
Checking in how
the writing's coming.
It's not.
If we don't deliver on time,
opportunity goes away. So...
So, don't worry.
I'm on it.
Hey.
You murdered my murder board.
I need a drink.
Well, hey there.
First of all, I am loving
that badge.
Second... what is going in
that head of yours right now?
It just doesn't feel solved.
You nailed it.
Anson killed Sam to take over
the business
and live happily ever after
with Jen.
No, Jen was sincere.
So she's definitely
not involved.
And we've got the problem
of the Army logo.
Why would Anson be wearing it
if he's the killer?
Honestly, I have no idea.
But why don't you let Shawn
figure that out?
This is your pre-credits
epilogue scene.
You know, that really nice fuzzy
moment with a juicy hook
to bring the audience back
for the next episode.
Cue the theme song
and fade to black.
Enjoy the moment, Hadley.
Even if the only one that has
an Army connection is Kirk?
Or is there someone else?
It is an Army town.
Did we miss someone?
Like in the sky-dying episode?
The killer right in front of
my eyes the whole time,
like an inside man.
What?
Me? Come on!
Are you serious?
Maybe I'm just overtired.
Yeah.
I mean, you told me that you're
an Army brat when we first met,
so maybe that's just stuck
in my head.
Okay.
You don't still have access
to the base, do you?
No, I don't.
See? So it's not you.
No, it's not me.
But I am your number one fan,
and a friend, I thought.
You are.
But... let's see if I have
this straight.
But I'm a Crimetimer who's
watched every single episode.
An armchair expert.
Maybe I'm an obsessed fan
who is dying to live out
an episode in real life.
Hadley, come on.
I'm delusional, but
I'm not that delusional.
The glue... when you made
the murder board.
Okay. What about it?
Nothing. The drink is probably
getting to my head.
Needs more matcha.
Yeah.
You know what?
I'm gonna go.
Make sure you lock
the door behind me
so I can't sneak back in
when you think I'm gone.
Sorry, it's just...
You don't really know me.
So... I get it.
I'll see you around.
Bax, wait!
I'm sorry!
Get here now.
You know I never
understood it, McGowan.
Understood what?
Why they creep up behind,
cock the gun, pause.
You can just shoot, you know.
You must've been working a
security contract with the Army,
which would've put you
on the base regularly.
How did you get that?
You said you work jobs
for everyone.
From gas stations
to the government.
I recognized the logo
because I saw it when I first
arrived in town.
And then on the hoodie
at the campground.
And then you said that you
haven't been making much money
because the young
are pushing the older
out of the security game.
Which led to my review.
All of it bringing us
right here.
You're stalling.
No, I'm trying to help you.
Sam got you fired.
Maybe because they wanted
to hire someone
that wasn't aging out
of the business.
And Sam would be easy
to track on his socials.
You cut the chute lines and
you glued them back together
with the same glue
you leant Bax to do the murder
board, I assume.
And then you just waited.
I get it.
I mean, I get why.
Oh, you do?
I know what it's like
to lose something
that you've put all
of yourself into
to be replaced by something
or someone
wanting newer, edgier, whatever.
I know how it feels
to lose everything.
All in a day.
The only difference is
I don't have the celebrity
or a bank account
to fall back on.
My wife even took my kids!
Please.
Let me fix this for you.
Ahhhh!
Drop it or I drop you.
You got the crime,
I got the time, buddy.
Hadley.
Hey.
Hadley. Hadley.
This is why I should have won
the Emmy.
Wait, did you just quote
my show?
What? No.
No.
I was in the moment.
I do have some notes.
Ah...
How'd I do with the drink?
It's...
Bax-tastic?
Couldn't have said it better.
Wow.
Maybe all that time in Hollywood
was worth something, eh?
I mean, I was just gonna
think something
that could really
make a difference.
Grandma D, we talked about this.
Talked about what?
I was always proud of you.
I taped every episode
so I could rewatch and show it
to my friends.
I just didn't want you to leave
like your dad did for the city.
And I was worried that the
career wasn't stable enough.
And... I'm sorry.
But your career premonition
wasn't that far off.
Hmm... true.
And she's back.
Just like my followers.
Even some of the kids at school
are on it.
They invited me out.
Everyone's loving the idea
of a crime-solving family...
with the teaser
that I put together.
Who knew that helping people
could be so beneficial?
Literally everyone but you.
How's my favorite client?
Ratings kryptonite.
Not anymore.
Our plan worked.
Our plan?
We have meetings waiting
for you here.
Publisher wants to move forward
with the full book.
Producers are circling.
I don't have a phone
with a literal hook,
but if I did, it'd be
ringing off of it right now.
Hadley Warner's back
with a vengeance.
How soon can you get to L.A.?
We're all just settling in here.
Can I call you back?
What?
So... um... they want us
to go back to L.A.
L.A.? We just got here.
Oh, so...
it's okay if we maybe
stick around for a little bit?
I guess it couldn't hurt.
Because... wherever we are
is home, right?
Are you crying, Mom?
No, you're crying.
And me too a little bit.
License and registration.
Oh, I swear I was going
the speed limit, Officer.
You can just call me Hadley.
Well, apparently you can
call me... real cop.
Looks like they got
your good side.
Which implies I have a bad side?
Oh no, I didn't...
I didn't mean...
So you're just here to talk
about how much you love my show?
Well, love is a...
an extreme word.
And I do have some notes.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
Coffee?
I am more of a matcha latte,
raw almond coconut milk
kinda guy myself.
See, I know you're mocking me,
but you don't know
what you're missing.
Hmm.
So what you got for me, Caden?
Okay. When a detective walks
into a crime scene,
you do not pull out a tiny
little flashlight
and start searching for clues,
we just turn on the lights.
Yeah.
Also, I am gonna need
your badge back.
Why? 'Cause I'm reckless?
Relentless?
Brilliantly driven?
A loose cannon?
No. Mostly because
it's against the law
to impersonate an officer.
Oh, that checks out.