Aurora Teagarden Mysteries: Something New (2023) - full transcript

Is this

where you try to stab me?

[laughs]

Just help me up.

Good job.

Professor Lindo?

Please continue, Miss Teagarden.

Okay.

So, the murderer told police

that his victim, Barbara Evans,

tried to stab him

with a pair of scissors

while hiding under a desk,

and his lawyers

claimed self-defense,

but who can tell me

why that doesn't match up

with the facts

the author presents

in this book?

Yes!

Great job today.

[student] Thank you so much.

Well done, Miss Teagarden.

You really had them

paying attention

with that re-enactment.

I certainly picked

the right person

to be my teaching assistant.

Well, thanks.

I really try

to picture the scene

when I read true crime,

you know,

like trying to figure out

what really happened

is kinda like therapy to me.

Hmm.

Yeah, that makes sense to me.

You know, I am very curious

to see what topic you settle on

for your master's thesis.

You know, your deadline

to turn that in to me

is next Friday.

Well, after reading your book

on the Laci Peterson case,

and all that stuff

about how the prosecutor

would test out his theories

on Internet message boards,

I was thinking something like,

"The impact of amateur sleuths

on the justice system."

Hmm, that's a good start.

I know, I need to do

more research,

but I can't this week,

not with starting that new job

at the diner,

and trying to keep

my friend, Sally, sane

before her wedding.

Speaking of which,

I should get going.

Uh, burgers or bride?

Burgers.

Great.

Do we have steamed broccoli?

Uh, yeah.

You must be the new server.

I'm Daniel.

Oh!

Hey, um, I'm Roe.

Um, is there some abbreviation

I should use?

Officially, it's B-R-O-C,

but "BR" works, too.

After 12 years here,

I've got abbreviations

for the abbreviations.

12 years. Wow.

Yeah, the owner is kinda like

a dad to me,

and it's a pretty good gig.

[dings order bell]

[man] Roe Teagarden?

Oh!

Arthur!

Hey!

Here, let me help you out here.

Um, this is for you.

Enjoy.

[Arthur] I knew you'd be

back in town

for Sally's wedding,

I just didn't expect

to run into you here.

I thought you were living

in Seattle

working on your Master's.

Well, I was.

I did my first year there,

but then I found out

that the Library Science program

at Lawrenceton U

offers a specialization

in true-crime literature,

so here I am,

working two jobs

for tuition money.

Mondays and Wednesdays as a TA,

and then another

three days a week here.

True Crime, huh?

Classic Roe.

I remember you carrying around

true-crime books in high school,

reading them between classes.

Still my M.O..

Just finished this one.

Assigned reading

for the undergrads I teach.

"Quest for Justice:

The Killing of Barbara Evans."

Interesting.

-Take it.

-Yeah?

Yeah, I think you'd like it,

and, obviously,

you're in the crime-solving

business these days.

The uniform

looks good on you, Arthur.

Oh, thanks.

I, uh...

Yeah, if you're going to be

working here, um...

you'll be seeing me in it a lot.

Yeah, me and my compadres,

we like to eat here

after our shift is over, so...

[order bell dings]

I've got food up,

but will I see you

at Sally's wedding

kick-off party?

I'll be there.

Okay.

[whispering] "Compadres..."

[Aida] Aurora?

Oh, thank goodness you're here.

You know, we have to leave

for Sally's party

in less than an hour,

so you--

Honey, um...

please don't sit

on the couch

with those soiled diner clothes.

I can smell the grease

from here.

Yes, Mother.

You know, I barely had time

to stop at the gym

after the office,

and then, I had to bring home

insurance audits

to work on after the party.

You brought work home again?

Mm-hmm.

You know, I took this temp job

because I wanted to keep

the lights on

at the real-estate office,

but at this point,

I have sold more boat insurance

than I have houses.

I'm sure

that'll turn around soon.

Maybe I should just...

close the office

and admit defeat.

Mother, no.

You have worked years

to start your own agency.

You can't just give up

on your dream.

Yeah, well, I call it

being more realistic.

[doorbell rings]

-Hey, Sally.

-Hi.

I know we're early,

but Matt has some things

he needs to do

before the party, so...

Hey, Aurora.

Thanks for giving her

a ride today.

[Roe] Of course.

What else

is a Maid of Honor for?

See you there?

Hello, Aida!

Oh, hello, Matt!

-See you.

-Bye.

[Sally]

I don't know why I thought

throwing a party

three days before the wedding

was a good idea.

[Aida]

It was a great idea, Sally.

[Sally] Oh, no.

I forgot to tell Matt

that Aunt Gladys doesn't want

to be picked up till 7:30!

It's okay, I'll go tell him.

Matt?

Matt!

[car engine starting]

Sally, I'm sorry.

I couldn't catch Matt.

He was gone

by the time I got outside.

Oh, not to worry,

I can go pick up Gladys.

I mean, she and I haven't

seen each other for a while,

so it'll be fun to catch up.

Thank you, Aida.

I'll send Matt a text.

[Aida] Okay.

So this is very eye-catching.

I mean, really, Sally,

your interior-design blog

is very impressive.

Yeah, you know,

Matt could make one of these

for your real-estate office.

Yeah, maybe.

You know, this isn't

how I thought I would use

my journalism degree,

but Matt's been so encouraging,

and my email list

is growing, so...

So you actually

finished your degree?

Well, not technically.

I still have six credits to go.

Did I tell you guys?

Matt and Carson

got a huge offer

to buy their company.

Wow!

For their web-platform thing?

Megablog?

It's Giggoblog,

and, yeah,

it's a big money offer

that's supposed to go through

next week.

Oh, congratulations!

Thank you.

Now, um,

I'd better go look for something

to wear to the party.

You too.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

Wanna see my blog?

Over here.

Just don't tell my mother

I'm sitting on the couch.

Deal.

I love her,

and I am lucky to have

a rent-free place to live,

but it is not so easy

moving back in with your mom

after being on your own

for eight years.

She still treats me

like I'm barely

out of high school.

At my bridal shower,

she kept asking me

why I was "rushing"

to the altar,

but then again, a lot of people

have been asking me that.

Well, I mean,

it did happen kinda fast.

I mean, that concert

where you met

was, like, what,

seven months ago?

Please tell me

my Maid of Honor

is not a doubter, too?

No, no, not a doubter.

I am definitely Team Matt.

I've never seen you this happy.

I am so happy,

and you moving home

is the cherry on top.

All right, show me

the wonders of your blog.

I just have to ask you,

is that

what you're going to wear?

[groans]

Okay, I'm changing.

She said it--

Sally, Mother,

everyone in this house--

I'm changing!

* This heart has waited... *

[Sally]

Well, what do you think, Roe?

Wow, Sally,

this place really is

quite the venue.

When I was little,

my Grammy and I

used to come here for tea

every month.

Aw...

I knew when I was nine

this would be the perfect place

to have my wedding.

[Roe] Well, it's beautiful,

and you did

an incredible job decorating.

I hope you took

lots of pictures for the blog.

[Sally] Oh, yeah,

Matt already did,

and he already

uploaded everything.

I honestly think

he could do anything

with the Internet.

Yeah, you gotta watch out

for my brother.

He once hacked into

the college website

just to prove to the professor

that he could.

[laughing]

Hey, Kara, you want

to help me with these?

Yeah, I'd love to.

-Oops!

-Thanks.

-I'll take some.

-Thank you.

I wish there could be

a placecard for my mom.

She just...

she would have loved to see

Matt get married.

Oh!

Your mom died?

-I'm so sorry, I had no idea.

-Oh, no, no, no...

I mean, I know your dad passed

when you guys were young, but...

Yeah, Matt was only 15

when she passed,

but, Sally, I can't tell you

how much it means to me

that we get to be part

of the beautiful Allison clan,

and I just love you so much!

Oh...

-Hey!

-Roe!

I gotta thank you

for lending me that book,

the one on the Evans' murder.

I'm two chapters in already.

It's great.

Right?

I couldn't put it down.

Yeah, no, that lead detective

is quite a character.

I think that's

what I want to do,

make my way up to detective.

I'm actually already assigned

to our homicide detective's

detail.

Arthur!

That's amazing!

Oh, I can't wait

to hear your stories.

[Arthur] Ladies!

Lovely to see you both.

Hi.

There you are, darling girl.

You're home.

[Arthur] Can I offer you

some champagne?

-I'd love some.

-Yes.

Oh, your mother must be

over the moon.

Are you kidding?

Her mother is thrilled.

I missed her so much.

[Roe] Yes, it's like

I never left.

Oh...

[laughing]

Aurora! Hey.

I want to introduce you

to someone.

Maid of honor, the best man.

Aurora Teagarden,

Carson Hayford.

Nice to meet you.

I've heard a lot about you.

You as well.

I'm glad we're finally getting

this show on the road.

Mm-hmm!

Oh, yeah, nothing's

going to keep these two

from getting together.

[chuckles]

Mind if I steal Matt

for a second?

Duty calls.

Hi!

[Arthur]

Well, it's great to see you,

it really is.

So I keep hearing

that Matt and Carson

are about to be millionaires?

Mm-hmm.

Sally's found love

and also enviable security.

And so quickly.

Well, maybe you can find them

an enviable home to buy,

and quickly.

And quickly.

[man shouting]

Where's Matt Walker?

Walker, you owe me,

and I'm gonna make sure you pay!

[Matt] Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Hey, can we do something

about that?

-[Matt] Get off me!

-Hey, what's going on?

[man] I'm going!

[Matt] Nothing's happening,

it's all right.

I'm coming after you.

-Who was that?

-I don't know.

I've never seen him before.

[Roe] What?

That doesn't make sense

for a stranger

to confront you like that?

Yeah, and what did he mean

he's coming after you?

I have no idea.

Honestly, that was

the weirdest thing

that's ever happened to me,

aside from that stray dog

jumping in my car that one time?

He was trying

to come home with me.

It was probably his owner.

[giggling]

Yes, it probably was.

Everyone's staring.

Everyone, attention?

If you haven't found

a glass of champagne,

it's time to pick one up.

Thank you.

[Roe] To Sally,

my best friend

and my chosen sister.

I remember in freshman English

when all the stories you wrote

always had some kind of

love story in them.

[everyone chuckling]

So it's pretty surreal

to see you live out

your own love story now

with someone

who not only gets you,

but also supports your work.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm great.

To the bride and groom,

and their happily ever after!

[everyone repeating]

To the bride and groom!

[glasses clinking]

[chuckling]

And I expect

a phone call from you

if you plan on

staying out late, okay?

Mother, how about we pretend

I'm actually an adult now?

Or how about we pretend

that you actually like

my fussing over you

because you know

how much I've missed it.

Yes, I love you.

I love you, too.

Have fun.

Don't stay out too late.

Yeah, yeah.

I love you, Mother.

Are you kidding?

Hey!

Who is that woman?

I saw her

outside my house earlier.

That is Matt's ex-girlfriend.

Dawn Palmer.

She's gone stalker on him.

Crashed his bachelor party,

and I had to run interference.

Does Sally know about her?

I don't know.

Dawn's a pain,

but basically harmless.

Matt thinks once he's married,

she'll knock it off.

Stalking is a crime.

Why doesn't he just report her

to the police?

Not my circus, not my monkeys.

I thought you were going

to drive me home.

I know, I just, I had

a little too much to drink,

so I...

I'm gonna take a cab,

sleep it off.

I'll call you in the morning?

I'm sorry.

Okay.

Good night, Matt.

Hey, how you doing?

Matt hasn't been himself

all evening.

[laughs]

Oh, don't worry about it.

He always gets a little nervous

before big events,

and getting married

is about as big an event

as it gets, so...

it's gonna be fine.

-Thank you.

-Yeah.

[woman] Miss Allison,

do you have a minute, please?

Oh, I...

Yeah, no, you go do you.

Hey...

were you just saying that

to make her feel better,

or do you actually think

there's nothing

to be worried about?

Maybe a little of both.

I'm gonna take off.

Hey, Sally!

I'll see you

at the dress fitting.

-[Sally] Bye, Kara.

-Love you.

Bye.

Have a good one.

Hi, friend.

Do you remember

when you'd get super stressed

before finals,

so we'd have a sleepover,

and you'd come over,

and we'd study,

and then watch a movie?

Want to spend the night?

There's a new true-crime doc

I'm dying to see.

True crime?

Thank you, but no thank you.

Anyways, I'm tired.

I'll just see you

tomorrow, okay?

I'll pick you up at the diner?

Yeah.

Dress fitting tomorrow.

You got it.

'Night, Sally.

Good night.

What are you doing here?

Oh, hey.

I'm just meeting

a couple of friends.

Is that a frittata?

I didn't know we had that

on the menu.

We don't.

I just made it for me to eat

before we clock in.

Want a taste?

Sure.

Wow.

That is delicious.

It should be.

You're looking at

a culinary-school graduate.

You're a chef?

Then why are you...?

Working in a diner?

Emilio is the one

who paid for my training, so...

how ungrateful would I be

to go work somewhere else?

Okay, so my friend

is getting married on Saturday,

and I promised

I would make her and the other

bridesmaid breakfast,

but maybe

I could bring them here

and you could make

some of that instead?

Yeah!

Yeah, I'd love to cook

for your friends.

Oh, thank you.

You just made my day.

-Arthur! Hi.

-Hey.

Kinda early

for you to be in here.

Ah, just grabbing

a quick coffee to go.

Hey, uh, did you--

did you think that party

was a bit weird last night?

You mean

with the party crashers,

stalkers,

and the groom ditching the bride

at the end of the night?

No, not weird at all.

Wait, stalkers?

What stalkers?

Dawn Palmer, Matt's ex.

According to Carson,

she's basically harmless.

Oh.

Hey! What happened?

Matt was supposed

to call me this morning,

and he didn't.

He's not answering the phone,

and when I went to his condo,

he didn't answer when I knocked,

and I don't know

the door combination this month.

It changes every month.

And he's not replying

to my texts either.

[Sally] I'm so worried.

Do you think I should file

a missing person's report?

Can't do that until

he's been missing 24 hours,

but try not to worry too much.

Every year,

the department gets one or two

missing groom cases.

They always turn up, Sal.

Yeah, I'm sure Matt's

just off working on his vows.

Let's go

to your dress fitting, and--

I think Kara

should just go with me.

I want you to try to find Matt.

Do you remember

when you found my lost cat

in 10th grade?

Or the time that you found

my finals paper

for U.S. History?

You're really good at

finding things, Roe.

You always have been.

Okay, I'll try.

[Arthur] I can help.

I don't start my shift

for another hour, so...

[Kara] Thank you, both of you.

Thank you so much.

Sally, let's go get you

into your beautiful dress.

Thank you.

[Kara] It's going to be okay.

Not sure

where to start, though.

We should go to Matt's,

see if we can get in.

How are we going to get in

if Sally can't get in?

I don't know,

but it's worth

taking a look, right?

[Roe] So, Sally already

knocked and called.

[Arthur] How do we even know

if he's home or not?

[Roe] We don't,

we're winging it.

Now come on.

So, Matt's got this

combination lock on his door.

Sally says

he has a bunch of expensive

computer equipment,

and keys can be copied,

so this is more secure,

but Sally doesn't even

have the code.

What's he gonna do

after they're married?

Still make her knock?

We have to get in there.

Roe, with or without the code,

it's breaking and entering.

Let me call in

a wellness check,

get permission

to call a locksmith--

Arthur, what if Matt's in there

and needs medical attention?

Come on! Kick it in.

Breaking and entering

is a crime.

I could get suspended.

Okay, fine, turn around.

-You mean--

-Arthur, just--

Turn around, okay?

-I think that this is--

-Shh, shh, shh!

Okay?

No breaking, just entering.

Oh, my--

[glass breaking inside]

Roe!

[banging on door]

Roe!

Okay, a little breaking.

[exhaling]

Come in.

Don't be worried about it,

come on!

Yeah.

[Roe] There are no signs of Matt

in the bedrooms or bathrooms.

Wow, look at this set-up.

Must take a lot

to run a web platform.

Matt left his phone.

No phone, no car?

That can't be good.

Maybe there's a text

and it'll tell us

where he is.

What is that?

Ceramic?

A piece of a mug?

Arthur, look.

Looks like blood.

[Arthur]

It definitely could be...

There...

more drops...

...leading to the balcony.

[Roe]

I didn't notice this before.

We found him.

We found Matt.

If Matt had too much to drink,

maybe he got dizzy,

fell off the balcony?

Not if those drops

on the floor of his condo

were blood.

Okay, let's turn him over.

It's not Matt.

[Arthur] Not Matt,

but he looks familiar.

That's the guy

that confronted Matt last night

at the party.

Did you get a name?

No. Matt said

he had no idea who he was.

Let's hope Mr. Mysterious

has some ID on him.

Smith, why don't you take

Miss Teagarden

off my crime scene?

Yes, Detective Cook.

Let's go, Roe.

Hey. It's not Matt.

[Sally] Oh, thank god!

Wait, so there was a body

under Matt's balcony,

but it wasn't Matt?

No.

Then who was it?

It was the guy who crashed

your party last night,

the one who was yelling at Matt.

You know who he is?

No.

Wait, so do we know

where Matt is?

Um, sorry, I'll be right back.

Hey, you're Dawn?

You're Dawn Palmer, right?

You've been following Matt.

Did you follow him home

from the party last night?

Yes.

I knew he'd want to see me,

and I was right.

He said that he was glad

to finally talk to me.

Well, did he mention

anything else?

Did he say he had plans

to go somewhere, or--?

My conversations with Matt

are none of your business.

Dawn, look, I just need

a couple of answer--

Dawn!

Dawn, the police are going

to want to talk to you!

Dawn!

[groans]

Do you have any updates?

So that was Dawn Palmer,

Matt's stalker?

She said she spoke to Matt

last night.

That was Dawn?

So he spoke to her last night?

What did he say?

She wouldn't tell me.

She doesn't like

to stick around.

[Arthur] We'll track her down,

but right now,

we have a name

to go with the body.

His driver's license says

he's Brody Kresser

from Walnut Creek, California.

That name ring a bell

with any of you?

No.

And Matt claimed

not to know him?

What do you mean claimed?

If Matt said

that he didn't know him,

then he didn't know him, okay?

Maybe you should give her

a ride home,

let her catch her breath.

Well, could you?

Yeah, no, I--

Yeah, Kara can take her home.

I mean, I'd like to

stick around

and see what else you find--

Kara needs to answer

a few questions

from Detective Cook

regarding her brother.

Basic background information.

-Okay?

-Okay.

[sighs]

Well, I can tell you this...

The medical examiner

just found a huge gash

on the side

of Brody Kresser's head...

Well, if he fell off

that balcony--

...with a shard

of ceramic in it.

Ceramic like the one

we found inside Matt's condo?

Yeah.

It's not looking like

an accidental fall.

It's looking like a homicide.

So the blood

inside the condo...

Matt could be the one

who killed him.

It would explain

why he's missing.

He's on the run.

[exhales]

Someone has to break it

to Sally,

and I think it'd be better

coming from you

than Detective Cook.

[exhales] Yeah, all right.

Wish me luck.

Oh...

[Roe] Sally, you're not

listening to me.

This is serious.

It's something

you need to be prepared for.

Right, but I think

that you might be

overreacting a little bit.

-Aida?

-What?

Will you please tell Roe

that studying true crime

is warping her mind?

She thinks

that we can't find Matt

because he's involved

in killing someone.

It's a possibility,

one of many

the police are considering.

But it's absurd.

Roe, my Matt?

He volunteers

at an animal shelter.

It is crazy to think

that he could kill someone.

I have to go call my parents.

What in the world is going on?

It's been a long day.

Let's make some tea,

and I'll fill you in.

Please.

Carson.

Just the person

we've been wanting to talk to.

Hey, what-what's going on?

You know

Matt's missing, right?

What?

Well, I know he didn't show up

at the shop

to pick up the tuxedos

that he was supposed to

this morning.

No. You're telling me

he's missing?

Neither Sally nor his sister

have heard from him

since last night.

Oh.

Do you have any idea

where he is?

Wh-- No.

No...

Is that why all the patrol cars

are out front?

No, those are here

because we found a body

on the premises.

A body?

Oh...

but it's not Matt.

It's the guy he had

that altercation with

last night.

A guy named Brody Kresser.

Did you know him?

No.

No, I'm sure that was...

I've never seen him

before last night.

No, that's crazy.

That's awful.

So if the body isn't Matt,

um, why are you guys

searching his place?

Shouldn't you be out

looking for him?

Well, we're hoping

to find something

that might tell us where

he's disappeared to, for one.

Right.

You really

have no ideas on that?

No.

No, zero ideas.

I wish I could help, you know.

Um, you know,

the computers in there,

they don't belong to Matt,

they belong to our company.

If it's okay with you,

I'd like to pack them up

and take them with me.

Yeah, that's--

that's not going to happen.

Right, I understand,

but if you are thinking

of taking them,

I expect to see a warrant

specific to Giggoblog property,

of course.

Well, I don't think

Detective Cook

was considering that before,

but, uh,

I'm guessing he will now.

Right...

Right.

Well, um, I'll leave you be,

and keep me posted.

You bet.

See you.

Hmm...

So it appears Brody Kresser's

only address his entire life

was his parents' house

in Walnut Creek, California.

Although it's probably

his house now.

There's an obituary here

for his mother, Alice,

from three years ago.

She died just one month

after her husband was killed

in a car accident.

Oh, my gosh,

how tragic to lose

both of your parents

so close together.

Aurora, please promise me

you'll always

take care of yourself,

and you will stay

out of trouble.

Mother, do not worry.

I do not plan on making a habit

out of this sort of thing.

That's good.

[Sally sighs]

Okay, so my parents want me

to stay with them

until Matt shows up.

They promised they'd help me

finish setting everything up

for the wedding.

The wedding?

Sally, how are you going

to have a wedding

without a groom?

You heard what Arthur said?

Missing grooms always show up.

I'm sure that Matt

is going to come

bursting through the door

any second,

and explain

everything to you.

Of course he will.

Mm-hmm.

All right, well, you call me

if you need anything.

What if what I need

is for you to believe

that Matt will show up?

I'm so sorry

this is happening.

Oh.

Carson!

You've heard from Matt?

No.

No, I'm here to find out

if you have.

No, we still don't know

where he is.

I mean, you're his fiancée.

Surely, you must have some idea

where he went,

some special place

he likes to go.

Don't you think

we'd have looked there

if she knew?

I'm sorry, you're right.

I'm just worried

out of my mind.

[car horn honks]

That's my dad.

I gotta go.

Okay.

Keep me posted?

Yeah.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Sorry to bother.

Hey, Carson,

if you don't mind me asking,

how did you and Matt meet?

We were in the same

web-coding class in college.

He was way better than me,

so I glommed onto him

when it came to team projects.

That's where he told me

about the idea

for a blogging platform,

and a business dream was born.

So why do you think

Brody Kresser confronted him

like that?

I mean, was it, like,

some kind of rivalry?

Did they know each other--

You know what, I already had

your cop friend

grill me about this.

I don't know

what you're getting at,

but I never heard of the guy.

If he knew Matt, it wasn't

through Giggoblog, okay?

Okay.

I'll see you.

Roe Teagarden,

what are you still doing here?

Well, I was hoping to do

some research, but...

Researching your thesis topic?

My friend's fiancé, Matt,

went missing,

and while we were

looking for him,

we found a body

under his balcony.

Wait, you found a body?

A dead body?

The police think it's murder,

and I'm afraid

Matt may have killed him

and taken off,

and that's why

no one can find him.

So, what exactly

had you planned to research?

Well, I thought I'd start

with the victim,

maybe look into

Matt's company, or...

Honestly, I'm not really sure.

You're in your second year

of library

and information science,

and you're still

not sure where to start?

Okay, let's...

let's try this.

Um...

what is the seventh principle

of Information Science?

Information can be converted

to knowledge

through

the "knowledge instinct".

So then, where did

your instinct tell you to begin?

With the victim.

I thought I should learn

everything I could about him.

Did you know that

these computers are connected

to all the university databases?

Okay, so,

now you need

a plan of attack.

Tell me the eighth principle

of information science.

That's the one

on knowledge ecologies, right?

No information stands alone.

All information is produced

within the context

of social relationships, so...

I could start

with Brody Kresser's

family and friends.

Thank you for your help.

We still haven't located

any family for Kresser.

His parents are dead,

no siblings.

I'm working on tracking down

an aunt in New England.

What about work history?

Coming up empty on that, too.

He's never been employed

that I can tell.

Although his parents

seemed pretty well-to-do.

He inherited their house

in Walnut Creek.

Sorry.

So what's he doing up here?

Looking for Matt Walker,

apparently.

Well, the preliminary search

on Walker's condo

came up with nothing.

Nothing

on his cell phone either,

no mysterious calls or texts.

However, the ceramic shard

they found

under the coffee table

is a match to the shard

we found

in the wound

in Kresser's head,

but there's nothing else

matching it in the condo.

So the killer

picked up the pieces?

Yeah...

and hopefully threw them

in a dumpster nearby.

It's too bad the condo

association was too cheap

to spring for security cameras.

And how long

before we get DNA blood results

from the condo?

About 10 days,

but I think it's pretty clear

what happened.

Matt Walker lied

about knowing Kresser.

After the altercation

at the party,

Kresser shows up at his place,

they get into another fight,

Walker kills him,

and in a panic,

throws him off the balcony,

then makes himself scarce.

Um, but don't we need

to establish motive first?

Thank you, Smith,

I almost forgot.

After we get

another warrant signed,

we'll bring in

Walker's computers.

I'm sure we'll find

the why there.

I'm not worried,

the evidence is solid.

What we really need to do

is talk to the woman

who was stalking Walker,

the one who said she saw him

standing at his place

last night.

Dawn Palmer.

Yeah.

She's a possible

material witness.

Find her, bring her to me,

and clean up your desk.

[clicking]

No way.

Find something?

An archived

social-media account

belonging to Alice Kresser,

Brody's mother.

Turns out Matt was lying

about not knowing Brody.

I just found

a photo of them together.

So Matt knew the dead guy.

And his parents.

This was posted five years ago.

The caption said

it was Brody's father's

birthday party.

Look, I'm really sorry,

but I have to give this

to the police.

No. Please, you can't do that.

Please, you can't.

They might think that Matt

had something to do

with this guy's death,

and he did not.

There's absolutely no world

in which Matt

would hurt anybody ever.

I hope that's true,

for your sake, for Sally's sake.

Ever since I saw Dawn

yesterday,

I've had this terrible feeling

that maybe she was so upset

about Matt marrying Sally

that she did something to him.

Like, if she can't have him,

then nobody can,

and this Brody guy

got in the way, or...

Hi.

He's here for the photo,

but you should tell him

what you told me about Dawn.

If you're talking about

Dawn Palmer,

we have an APB out on her

right now,

but until then...

...this is not a good look

for your brother.

I've always loved

the tradition

of giving out wedding favors,

you know, so your guests

have a memento

of your special day.

Well, I'm glad your divorce

didn't sour you on marriage.

Oh, no, quite the contrary.

I'm a bigger proponent

than ever.

I took for granted

how much marriage grounds you,

you know.

Everything seems

so much more precarious

when you go it alone.

Do you miss Charles?

Every day,

but he and I made

the logical decision for us,

and so I see no reason

to be maudlin about it.

[door opens and closes]

-[Roe] Hey.

-Hey.

Whatever

Sally needs help with,

I'm willing to help her.

[Sally] I want to be ready

for the wedding.

The rehearsal dinner is tonight,

and I know Matt will be there.

I don't want him to think

I lost faith in him,

'cause I know that he would

never lose faith in me.

Um, Sally?

Hmm?

There's something

you need to see.

Turns out

Matt did know the victim.

This will all make sense

when he comes back

and explains himself.

You'll see.

If you don't mind,

I have to take these to the car.

[slow hold music playing

over phone]

[Detective Cook clearing throat]

Uh... what is it?

The medical examiner

just gave me a preview

of Kresser's autopsy results.

He's narrowed down

the time of death

between 10:00 PM and midnight

the night of the party.

Pretty much

what we figured, right?

Right.

He also said the gash

on the victim's head

was not fatal.

Broke the skin,

but not the skull.

The cause of death

was internal bleeding

from injuries sustained

during the fall.

So, this might not be

a homicide after all,

not if Kresser fell on his own.

Maybe he was pushed.

Yeah, maybe.

On the bright side,

we did find Ms. Palmer.

She was at the Cedarbridge Inn,

parked in the lot

right next to Matt Walker's car,

which had been there

since the other night.

Let's see what she has to say.

You were seen outside

Matt Walker's condo

the other night.

-We've been looking for--

-I don't know what you mean.

We have a witness who--

We have a witness

who said she spoke to you,

and you told her

you followed Matt home

from his wedding kick-off party.

Well, she was lying.

I wasn't there.

[Detective Cook] Miss Palmer,

you're the one that's lying,

and I'd like to know why.

Because

it's none of your business

if I saw Matt or didn't see him.

I would never reveal anything

that he told me in confidence,

not to you, not to anyone.

[Cook] This is not a game.

This is a murder investigation,

and if you're

withholding information--

I'll never betray Matt.

Never.

Well, then, Miss Palmer,

you can just sit here

and think about

what it's going to feel like

when we charge you

with accessory to murder.

[chair banging]

I'm thirsty.

You have a soda machine

around here?

Really?

You know, I am impressed

that you haven't

given up on your search.

You know, 'cause

information science prescribes

that you stay on the same track

until you're sure

you've exhausted it,

which...

can be exhausting.

Well,

I went into

the court-system database

for Walnut Creek,

and look, Brody Kresser's

parents filed for bankruptcy

just weeks before

Brody's father's car crash.

That's an intriguing find.

A strange find,

because I also found

an archived social media post

from Brody Kresser's mother

where she talks about

her husband

quitting a Silicon Valley job

for, quote, a new venture.

Here, I'll show you.

I-I don't understand.

Her account is gone.

It was here, like,

20 minutes ago.

How could it be deleted?

Um, well, someone

with override access

in the archive?

I do know someone

who can supposedly do anything

on the Internet.

[groans] I knew it.

"Matt, I gave him the cash,

and he swears

he won't ask for more."

What?

[yelps] Oh!

[stamping]

[man grunts]

Aurora?

Matt?

I'm sorry. I...

I thought you were Dawn, okay?

She's the only one

I thought would be crazy enough

to break in here.

What is wrong with you?

Do you know how worried

Sally's been?

I didn't mean to worry her.

I just had some things

I had to take care of,

and I didn't have my phone.

I'm guessing

you left it behind

so the police couldn't use

cell phone towers to ping you

and track you down.

What are you talking about?

Are you calling Sally?

Shh! Hey!

Arthur?

Yeah, I, um, I found Matt.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I'm at his condo.

Okay.

Okay, thanks.

I'm supposed to inform you

that you need to wait here

for Detective Cook and Arthur

to arrive.

Why would I leave?

I get married tomorrow.

Really?

That's why you came back?

For your wedding?

Yes.

Not to get to your computer

and delete that email

I just saw on your screen?

Matt, I found a photo

of you and Brody together

at his father's birthday party.

I gave a copy to the police,

and I showed Sally.

You showed Sally?

Of course I did.

Now I'm calling Sally.

She deserves to know

where you've been.

Your sister, too.

[Arthur] You jumped

the balcony again?

Yeah, and when I got in there,

Matt was deleting stuff

off his computer.

How'd you even get in there?

I read a manual

on how to pick a lock

this morning.

Of course.

Sorry.

Aurora.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where is he?

Where's...

Oh, thank goodness, you're okay.

I'm sorry, Sally.

Are you guys arresting him?

We're just taking him in

to answer some questions.

Roe, if you get any more ideas

about this case,

call me first.

They're just going

to question him, right?

Um...

yeah.

You're free to go.

Matt!

I had nothing to do with that.

You had an altercation

with this guy

just hours before

this happened to him.

You lied about knowing him.

You disappeared

after his murder,

left your fiancée and friends

and family in the dark.

I think you had

everything to do with this.

Look, I know how bad this looks,

but I...

I don't think I should answer

any more questions

until I've spoken to a lawyer.

If you're not

charging me with anything...

You want to have formal charges?

Fine.

Let's see what the D.A.

has to say.

Sally deserves better.

I know she does...

but I do love her.

Yeah, I understand.

Well?

The D.A. won't support

formal charges against Walker.

Says we don't have enough.

But the victim's blood

is in the condo.

It's solid evidence.

Circumstantial.

The hit on the head

didn't kill him,

the fall off the balcony did.

We have no evidence

that Walker pushed him,

there's no DNA

on Kresser's clothing,

nothing under his fingernails.

We can't even place Walker

at the condo

at the time of death.

We got no security footage,

no taxi receipts.

We got nothing.

Well, if we could get Dawn

to talk to us,

she could place him

at the condo.

Good luck with that.

For now,

we got to cut Walker loose,

but I want you to tail him.

No more disappearing suspects.

You got it.

[Arthur] Like Cook told you,

do not under any circumstances

leave town.

Hi.

[Kara] Welcome back,

little brother.

Uh, it's almost time

for the wedding rehearsal.

We should head

straight to the church.

[Roe] Um, I'm sorry.

You've been gone for days,

we found a body

under your balcony,

and you want to go on

as if nothing has happened?

I had nothing to do

with Brody Kresser's death,

but if you're asking

if I still want to marry Sally,

the answer is yes,

of course I do.

Sally, is that what you want?

For all of us

to go to the rehearsal?

Just-just...

ride to the church

with me, okay?

I'll explain everything.

Roe and Kara have been

helping me keep it together

for two days.

They deserve

an explanation as well.

You're right...

they do...

...but not here.

[Sally] Okay.

[Roe] Why don't we start with

why you lied about knowing Brody

that night at the party?

[Matt] I didn't lie.

I didn't realize it was him

until after he left.

The son of a friend

I was close to once.

John Kresser.

John was a guest speaker

in one of

my computer science classes.

He became sort of

a mentor to me.

I only met Brody once

at a party.

I barely spoke to the guy.

John was the one

I was actually friends with...

until I came up with

the idea for Giggoblog.

He didn't think it was

a very good idea,

gave it

some pretty heavy criticism.

I didn't take it well,

said some things I regret,

and we weren't friends

after that.

Brody was yelling at you

that you owed him.

What did he think you owe him?

[Matt] An apology, I guess.

The apology

I should have gave John.

He, um...

died in that car accident

before I had the chance.

Matt, that's awful.

I'm so sorry.

What happened with Brody

at the party really threw me,

so I took a cab

to a bar downtown.

Dawn Palmer said

she followed you home

to your condo that night.

She said she spoke with you.

Dawn...

Dawn will say anything.

That didn't happen.

I didn't get home

until the middle of the night.

Some guy from the bar

dropped me off.

A guy?

What was his name?

I don't know, Fred something.

Fred Baskin, or Haskins.

When I got home,

I was still in my head,

so I went for a walk.

I ended up at that motel,

the Great 8, near the mall.

I didn't have my phone,

I didn't have my car.

I just sat in that room

thinking.

Thinking about

the Kresser thing,

about us.

Worrying I wasn't

good enough for you.

So you sat in the room

for two days

and never called me?

That first morning,

I turned on the TV,

and I saw the news.

Brody Kresser's body

found outside my building?

I got scared.

I didn't know what to do.

This morning, I shook it off.

I walked home and I--

And used your web skills

to find Alice Kresser's

archived social-media account

and delete it.

Okay, yes,

I deleted some things.

I remembered seeing

that picture of me and Brody,

and I was worried that

it wasn't going to look good,

and guess what?

I was right,

but I swear

I didn't do anything to him.

Sally...

I'm so sorry.

I'm an idiot.

I should have never

put you through that,

but this whole thing,

it taught me one thing.

I love you,

like crazy,

and I still want to marry you

and prove

for the rest of my life

that I deserve you.

Okay.

Why don't we just

go to the wedding rehearsal,

and we can talk about it later?

Okay?

Yeah.

See, I told you

he'd have an explanation.

Matt must have told Sally

some story

to explain himself.

Oh, yeah, he had quite the story

all right.

Wouldn't be surprised

if every word of it was a lie.

Well, Cook wants me

tailing him,

so maybe

we'll know something soon.

Is this wedding

really still on?

I guess so.

We don't have a lot of time

to prove who did this--

No, not "we."

You don't

have to prove anything.

Detective Cook and the

Lawrenceton Police Department

have to prove it.

Fine,

then you all need to prove this

by 5:00 p.m. tomorrow,

or we might have to watch

our friend marry a murderer.

Good point.

Cook!

Smith.

What are you doing here?

I thought I put you on Walker.

I got Timms to tail him.

I thought

you'd want to hear the story

Walker told his fiancée.

Did you?

Yeah, so he was

drinking at a bar

with some guy who dropped him

at his condo

before he walked

to the Great 8 Motel.

Did he spit out a name

for the ride,

or did he just call him

"some guy"?

Uh, he said the guy's name

was Fred Baskin

or maybe Haskins.

So Walker gets dropped off

at his condo,

and then for some reason,

heads over to the Great 8 Motel?

Yeah.

Huh.

Okay, so at least

Walker admits

to being at his condo

that night.

Maybe he did cross paths

with Brody Kresser.

We gotta find this Fred guy.

He's a witness that places

Walker at the crime scene.

You find him,

I'll head over

to the Great 8 Motel,

make sure that he actually

stayed there.

Maybe he left

over some evidence,

perhaps a shard of ceramic.

Looks like the case

against Walker's

coming together.

You should smile, Smith.

Aurora, hey.

-[gasps]

-I didn't mean to scare you.

Just...

did that rehearsal dinner

feel like some weird

alternate reality or what?

Uh, yeah.

I mean, it was a little strange

that they're going on

as if nothing

has happened, but--

I'm curious

what he said to Sally

to make her forget that

he went missing for two days.

Uh, I don't know,

something about wrestling

with self-doubt in a motel room.

Did he say anything else?

Anything about Brody Kresser?

Just that he knew his father.

Did he say how he knew him?

He said he was like

some kind of mentor,

and they had a falling out

over you guys

starting the blog platform.

What?

That...

Wait, is he going around

saying that I knew

this John Kresser?

Did he tell the police that?

I don't know

anything about him.

I don't know

what Matt's got himself into,

but that's on him.

He's not

dragging me down with him.

I've got to make some calls.

Good night.

What?

[bar blues music playing]

Bartender's out back

signing for a delivery.

You a regular here?

What's it to you?

I'm looking for a guy

who might have been here

two nights ago.

Were you here Wednesday night?

I'll say it again,

what's it to you?

The guy I'm looking for,

his name's Fred Baskin,

or maybe Fred Haskins.

He supposedly hung out

with this guy,

and they closed the place down.

Matty!

Matty the Saddy.

That's what I called him.

Crying in his beer.

Dude owes me 50 bucks.

Wait, you're Fred--

Haskins.

Can I get you a beer?

Sure.

[Aida calling] Aurora!

Aurora, Arthur's here!

[knocking on door]

Hey.

Do you mind if I, uh--

Wow, pretty retro.

No judging.

I haven't had time

to redecorate.

I'm trying to organize

everything I know

about the Kresser case.

I thought we agreed

you weren't going to get

involved in this case,

or put yourself

in danger anymore.

Arthur, how is me

writing things down

in my own bedroom

getting involved?

It's just me

writing things down.

Now, tell me everything

you know that I don't. Hmm?

Okay, I know this,

Cook confirmed

Matt did stay

at the Great 8 Motel

for two days.

I found this Fred Haskins

Matt told you about.

He was there that night

drinking with Matt,

from 9:30 until

they shut the place down.

Haskins then gave Matt

a ride home at 2:30 a.m.,

way past Brody Kresser's

estimated time of death.

So it seems

Matt does have an alibi.

Okay.

So...

So good.

So Sally's not about

to marry a murderer.

Wait, where did this photo

come from?

The same party

this photo was taken--

John Kresser's birthday

four years ago.

That's John.

Caption said that guy's name

is Albert Paulson.

It didn't say who that guy is.

I know who he is.

I just talked to him

for an hour.

That's Fred Haskins.

Matt and Haskins

didn't meet at the bar.

They knew each other

through John Kresser.

So Matt's alibi is fake.

[groans] We are right back

where we started.

Arthur, what am I

supposed to do?

I'm supposed to meet

Sally and Kara in the morning,

and I'm not sure I'm expected

to just waltz down the aisle

when Sally is probably

going to marry a murderer...

...or if it's not him,

it's his best man,

who was very paranoid

about John Kresser's death.

Oh, really?

Then there's creepy Dawn

who just keeps

showing up everywhere.

I mean, if we can't prove

who this is before the wedding,

it's going to feel like a bomb

is sitting under the church.

First off,

we'll have a tail on Matt

the whole day.

That means Carson will be

under surveillance, too.

That's great, but wouldn't

solving the case be better?

-Roe!

-Let me help.

Come on, think about it.

You wouldn't know that Matt

faked his alibi

if I hadn't found that photo.

Hmm?

[chuckles]

Fine,

but promise me

that if you come up with

any leads,

you won't go chasing after them

on your own.

Fine, I promise.

Okay.

You know...

life was starting to seem

nice and predictable,

even a bit boring...

...then you came back to town.

You're welcome.

[chuckles]

Okay, Albert Paulson,

let's find out who you are.

It's cold today.

I'm glad it's not

an outdoor wedding.

You're a little early,

aren't you?

Well, I didn't want you

to have to do all the work.

I thought I could help chop

or stir or something.

Ah, don't worry about it.

I'm making a prosciutto quiche

with spinach and feta cheese.

Wow.

That sounds incredible.

I really didn't mean for you

to go through that much trouble.

It's your best friend's

wedding.

Plus, I'm a sucker for romance.

Hmm.

I don't have time for romance.

Between writing a thesis

and having two jobs,

I have no time to date.

You're going

to a wedding tonight.

Feels like a perfect occasion

for a date.

Are you trying to get me

to bring you as my date?

Is it working?

Maybe.

[cell phone ringing]

Oh, um...

Hi, this is Roe Teagarden.

Is this Albert Paulson?

As if he'd be here

on a Saturday!

No, I'm his paralegal.

I screen emails

from our contact inbox.

You said

you're researching a story

about John Kresser?

So to speak.

I know that John Kresser

and your boss

were very close friends.

Like brothers.

Ah, such a sweetheart.

I don't think I'll ever

get over him dying like he did.

So sad,

and so weird

and out of nowhere.

Um, are you saying

that John Kresser's death

was suspicious?

He dies in an accident

three days before he was

about to file his lawsuit?

Why the police chose

not to investigate it,

I'll never know.

Wait, wait,

John Kresser

was going to file a lawsuit?

[giggling]

[Sally] Hey, Roe!

It's your wedding day!

I'm so nervous.

Okay, so I had this dream

last night

that I put on my wedding dress,

and it turned black.

Do you think that's a bad omen?

I hope you're hungry,

'cause my friend, Daniel,

is making us a feast.

Oh, I forgot.

I have to grab my bridesmaids'

presents out of my car--

That's okay, I'll go grab them.

You are the best.

Oh, you know what,

why don't you take this?

It's really cold.

Keys are in the pocket.

Presents are in the trunk.

-Thank you!

-[cell phone ringing]

Okay. Oh!

Look at all this!

Arthur, hey.

Please tell me

you have the evidence you need

to make an arrest today.

[Arthur] Not yet,

but I found

a report for the crash

that killed John Kresser.

His car broke through

the guard rail,

went off into a ravine.

Also, I spoke with Carson

this morning,

asked him about that

and about Haskins.

He didn't respond well.

Refused to talk to us

without his lawyer present.

Then there's Dawn.

What about her?

Well, Cook has me

tailing her today,

and she has decided

to tail Sally.

She's outside the diner

you guys are

having breakfast at right now,

sitting in her car

in the parking lot.

If she makes a move

on the diner,

I'll arrest her for harassment.

Good to know

Officer Smith is on the job.

You getting out of here?

Oh, no, I'll be right back!

Oh, don't let me forget.

After breakfast,

I have to tell you

about a lawsuit

John Kresser was about to file

before he died.

I convinced

his lawyer's paralegal

to fax me over a draft copy.

I'll call you after.

A lawsuit?

After breakfast.

[engine revving, tires skidding]

[Arthur's voice echoing] Roe!

[tires skidding]

Roe! Roe!

Are you okay?

-Yeah, I'm okay. Are you okay?

-Yeah.

Roe, you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You okay?

Are you okay?

I want you

to get out of the vehicle,

slowly raise your hands.

There you go.

Are you carrying a weapon?

You may have just helped

catch a killer.

I wasn't trying to get her.

I thought it was Sally.

I had to stop her

from trying to marry my Matt!

[Sally] You were almost killed

because she thought you were me.

Sally, I'm okay.

[Arthur]

You sure you're okay, Roe?

Yeah.

Just cold.

Here, you can borrow this.

No, it's okay, Arthur, really.

Thank you.

Of course.

[Arthur] I told you

getting involved

in this case was trouble.

Arthur, I was just

getting presents out of the car.

[Kara] But clearly,

Dawn is violent

and not as harmless

as Matt thought.

I mean, she must be the one

who killed Brody, right?

Maybe she thought

she was protecting him?

It's a possibility,

but we're still investigating.

How am I

supposed to get married

when my best friend

was nearly run over?

[Arthur] Postponing the wedding

until we find out

who killed Kresser

might not be a bad idea, Sal.

Yeah, I mean, maybe

just for a week or two?

Maybe that's what's best.

[Kara] What are you guys

talking about?

How is that what's best?

Dawn wanted

to stop the wedding,

and now you're going

to let her have her way?

You're right.

I'm not going to let Dawn

take mine and Matt's happiness.

[sniffles]

Let's go back inside.

Okay?

I gotta say thanks

for pulling Roe out of the way

of that car.

I wasn't sure

if I was about to watch her...

Anyway, uh, Roe,

I'll let you know

what happens with Dawn,

and then I'd like

to see that lawsuit.

[Daniel]

I'd say that guy's into you.

Arthur?

No, for as long

as we've been friends?

Hey, you want to keep him

in the friend zone,

I'm not gonna argue.

I've got to get

that quiche out of the oven.

[Dawn] Oh, my god,

you're totally overreacting.

Yeah, I tried to hit Sally,

but I wasn't trying to kill her.

I just wanted to maybe

break her leg a little bit

so she couldn't

walk down the aisle.

You think I'm crazy.

Well, I'm not.

Sally isn't the goody-two-shoes

that you think.

She somehow tricked Matt

into marrying her,

when I know that I'm the one

that he really loves.

Okay, so you tried

to break Sally's legs

to help Matt.

Did you try breaking

Brody Kresser's head

to help Matt, too?

Brody who?

Is this your handiwork?

Did you attack this man

in Matt's condo,

then push him off the balcony?

No, I did not do that.

[Arthur] But you were

at his condo that night,

the night of the party?

You told my friend

that you saw Matt.

What time

did you see him there?

If I saw Matt,

I wouldn't tell you.

I will never betray Matt.

Never.

Oh!

I'm just going to place this

on the bridal table.

Oh, Sally did

such a fantastic job decorating.

Ah, yes, she's quite talented.

I have a friend

who is, uh, interested

in selling her home,

and I recommended you

as a listing agent.

She's expecting eight figures

and is very particular.

Well, thank you

for the recommendation, Gladys,

but you know, my office hasn't

been very productive lately,

so maybe after I get

a few more listings,

I could call her--

I told her that you were

a very skilled woman

with rare gumption,

and you'd be very enthusiastic

about helping her out.

Was I mistaken?

No.

I... I just may have mislaid

my gumption lately.

Well, I suggest

that you find it

before you give her a call.

I've got her card right here.

-Thank you.

-Yeah.

Morning, Aida.

Aunt Gladys.

-Hello.

-Hi!

Just dropping off

the champagne.

Splendid.

Matthew!

Carson.

Where you been, buddy?

You're ducking

your best-man duties.

What's with this text

you sent me?

You grabbing screenshots

of our emails?

I want that flash drive--

Shh!

I told you,

I'm not gonna use it.

I just wanted some insurance

to make sure you don't do to me

what you did to John.

Look, I will give you the drive

after the sale goes through,

and I get my half of the money.

You don't want to play

that game with me,

especially not

when Sally's cop friend

is asking me about Fred Haskins.

Haskins, Matt!

You pulled him into this?

You're an idiot.

[Matt] Why?

Because I don't want

to take the blame

for something I didn't do?

Always playing innocent,

but I know better.

There's no way I'm going

to let you use Haskins

to set me up to take the fall

for what you did.

Matt, is everything okay?

Uh...

yeah, yeah, everything's great.

We're just a little on edge

about the big event.

-Weddings.

-Yeah.

You know what,

there's another box outside.

I'm gonna go grab it.

Okay.

[cell phone ringing]

Hey, Arthur.

I'm just on my way

to meet Sally and Kara.

What's up?

Well, despite Dawn Palmer

trying to run down

her ex's bride,

she didn't kill Brody Kresser.

In fact, she was nowhere near

Matt's condo building

that night.

Her father showed us proof

that she was with him,

and the restaurant

they were at confirmed.

Well, I guess

that's good for her,

but bad for Sally.

I mean, that means Matt

is still most likely

the one who did it.

Maybe, maybe not.

We just got access

to security footage

taken from the Cedarbridge Inn

the night of the party.

And?

Well, it seems

Carson confronted Brody

after they left,

and it clearly got physical.

I don't know.

Something's missing.

So why don't you tell me

what's in that lawsuit

you've been talking about?

Well, I don't really know

what's in it yet.

I mean, I had it faxed

to the only place I know

with a fax machine--

my professor's office,

but look,

I'm supposed to meet

Sally and Kara at the salon,

but I'll go pick up

the lawsuit document

and call you back from there?

Sounds good.

[groans]

[sighs]

You look beautiful, Sally.

I just...

Oh, I needed to try it on

one last time.

With everything

that's happened,

I was just really nervous.

[chuckles]

Yeah.

Well, it's going to be okay.

Okay? I promise personally.

Let me get your veil

and my bubbles.

[laughing]

We have so much to do

before the ceremony.

I love you.

-Love you.

-See you soon.

Hey.

Carson!

[giggling]

I'm sorry to do this, Sally,

I really am--

Okay, Sally,

I really need to talk to you!

Roe, your hair,

why haven't you--

Okay, forget about my hair,

there is something

really important

I need to tell you--

What you both need to do

is stop talking

and listen to me.

[Carson] No need

to fall apart on me, Sally.

I'm not going to hurt you.

I just need to get

Matt's attention,

and get him to hand me

a flash drive

that he's using to threaten me.

Why would Matt

want to threaten you?

You're his best friend.

Well, that

may have been true once,

but not anymore.

That's what happens

when you commit crimes together.

What?

What crimes?

Well, first,

Matt and Carson stole the idea

for Giggoblog

from Brody Kresser's father.

No. No.

Giggoblog was Matt's idea,

and mine.

We came up with it.

But John Kresser

wrote the code for it.

Okay, yeah.

Matt's first pass

at writing the code

didn't work well.

John revised it,

added a few things,

but then he got greedy.

Demanded half a stake

in the company,

when I was the one

who wrote the business plan,

found the investors.

We did months of work.

He writes code for a week

and wants half?

No...

No way.

[Roe] Is that really

what you believe?

This is a draft of the lawsuit

that John Kresser

was going to file

against Giggoblog.

He did expect a 50% share.

He was promised it

when he did more than 90%

of the platform's code.

There's a list

of exhibits in here

that support his claim.

Is this true?

Did you and Matt

steal someone else's work?

There's also a copy

of an affidavit

signed by Fred Haskins

who claimed

he wrote some of the code,

but Fred Haskins

doesn't write code.

He's a licensed plumber,

currently unemployed.

Unless, of course,

you count providing

fake alibis and evidence

as employment.

Okay, all right, all right,

that's enough, Aurora.

I mean it.

Either you stop talking

about stuff

you don't know about, or--

Or what?

You're gonna hire Haskins

to run me off the road

the same way you hired him

to do to John Kresser?

Roe, what are you saying?

John was conveniently killed

in a car crash

three days before this lawsuit

was supposed to be filed,

and I saw Matt deleting an email

between him and Carson

saying someone had been paid,

and wouldn't be asking for more.

Carson, is that email

on the flash drive you want?

The proof that you and Matt

paid to have someone killed?

Sally, call Matt,

tell him to get himself here

and hand me that flash drive

if he ever

wants to see you again.

Do it now!

Okay...

Hey, you know what?

I'll do it.

Hey, Matt, it's Roe.

Yeah, I know, just, uh,

listen carefully, okay?

Carson has taken

Sally and me hostage

at the Cedarbridge Inn.

He has a gun.

He wants the flash drive--

Tell him no police,

or Sally dies.

He heard you.

He understands.

Please hurry.

It's okay, all right?

Help is on the way.

Matt's on the way.

Good.

I'll get my flash drive,

and I'll be on my way.

[Roe] You really think

the police

are just going to let you walk?

Carson, you paid for a murder.

Probably two.

Oh, I did not kill

Brody Kresser.

No, that...

that's all Matt.

That's not true!

He would never...

I didn't think

he had it in him either,

but what do you know,

when push came to shove,

Matt got it together

and shoved John's greedy kid

off his balcony.

[rattling door handle]

[chuckling] Um... hey, Sally?

I think somehow the door locked.

[knocking] Hey, Sally?

Um... hey, Kara!

Uh, Sally's fine.

She's just got, um...

pre-wedding jitters.

Um, why don't you go across

to the church,

and you can be ready to help her

when we get there?

[Kara] Uh, no, um...

the bridesmaids aren't

supposed to leave the bride.

I think I'll just, uh,

I'll just wait out here.

Carson...

...you actually believe

Matt killed Brody.

You're not just saying that

to throw the blame off yourself.

Well, how could I do it?

With the combination

on that lock on his door,

I have no way to get in.

Him and his stupid system

of changing the combinations...

Wait, he has a system?

Based on what?

Stuff from before we met.

Childhood pets,

dogs, cats, lizards, whatever...

The point is

we all know

Kresser was hit on the head

inside the condo, hmm?

And Matt is the only person

who can get in,

so put two and two together.

He did it.

No, Matt is a gentle soul!

Love is blind.

Speaking of, where is Matt?

Huh? Where is he?

Call him again.

I need to talk to him

this time.

Sally, no.

Trust me, okay?

-Hey!

-Kara, where's Sally?

In there.

-Back up, back up.

-What's going on, Matt?

[knocking urgently]

Sally, hey!

Hey, it's me.

Matt, be careful!

We're gonna go out that door...

...and he's going to hand me

the flash drive.

You hear that, Matty?

Yeah.

Yeah, I heard you.

I have the drive.

[Carson] Open the door.

Sally, it's going to be okay.

Carson, come on,

she has nothing to do with this.

Give me the drive.

Sorry, Sally.

[sobbing]

[Carson] Now...

you're gonna let me

through the front door,

so I can get outta here,

then you can have

your little wedding.

Carson, whatever it is

you're trying to do,

you need to stop--

Stop talking, Kara!

Stop it right now.

Hey, hey, hey, look.

Look at me.

I should have never

made the drive, okay?

When Haskins called me,

he said that you had

already contacted him.

How was I supposed to know

I wasn't next?

Shut up

and let me get out of here!

Drop it, Carson!

Let her go.

Hey, come here, come here.

You're okay, you're okay,

you're okay, you're okay...

[sobbing]

Anything you say

can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right

to an attorney.

If you choose not to have one,

one will be appointed to you.

[Arthur] Nice ruse,

calling me when he thought

you were calling Matt.

This reminds me of the end

of that true-crime book

you gave me on the Evans' case.

The wrong guy arrested,

and it was a whole year

before the new detective

on the case realized

the pieces didn't add up.

The floor

where the murder happened

was locked tight.

Do you remember

how the detective figured out

who the real killer had to be?

He realized the janitor

was only the one

with the keys to that floor.

Exactly.

The one with the keys did it,

or in this case,

the one

with the combinations did it.

Arthur, I don't think

Carson killed Brody Kresser.

So it was Matt after all then.

Maybe, but I don't know,

it doesn't feel right.

It seems like

we're missing something.

Well, if it wasn't Matt,

Carson or Dawn,

who killed Brody Kresser?

[Cook] Smith!

Get over here.

[Arthur's voice echoing]

Who killed Brody Kresser?

[Roe's voice echoing]

I don't know,

it doesn't feel right.

It seems like

we're missing something.

[Prof. Lindo's voice echoing]

Tell me the Eighth Principle

of Information Science.

[Roe] No information

stands alone.

All information exists

in the context of...

...existing relationships.

Kara!

Kara, what are you doing?

Matt told the police

it was Carson,

and Carson's going to tell

the police it was Matt.

It was not Matt.

No, it wasn't.

It was you.

The night of the party,

you were concerned about Matt.

You went to his condo

to wait for him to come home,

but he didn't.

Instead,

an angry Brody Kresser did,

and he found you,

Matt's protective older sister,

and the only other person

in the world

who knows the names

of the childhood pets

that Matt uses

to reset the combination lock

on his door.

Kara, look around.

You can't run from this.

He was threatening

to ruin Matt's life.

So you hit him on the head

with a vase,

but it didn't knock him out,

did it?

He chased you onto the balcony,

and somehow, you managed

to push him over the edge.

You picked up the pieces

and locked the door behind you.

My mom made me swear

on her deathbed

that I would protect

my little brother,

and that is the only reason

that I did this.

How was letting suspicion

fall on Matt protecting him?

I would never

have let him be arrested.

There was just

so little evidence,

I thought this would all

blow over, and...

I thought he'd marry Sally,

and then... [crying]

he'd finally get the family

that he deserved.

She's gonna leave him

after all this.

It's all ruined.

I ruined everything.

[sobbing]

Hey...

Would you think I'm crazy

if I said I still

wanted to get married today?

[chuckling]

I still have the tux.

Look, whatever

Carson told you I did,

it was all him.

I didn't do anything wrong,

except stay quiet.

[sighs]

But I am not that man anymore.

You...

you made me a better person.

So please, just...

just give me one more chance.

Matt...

my faith in you

stretched farther

than I ever could've imagined,

but...

it won't stretch any more.

I'm sorry.

[police officer] Well, I guess

take her into custody

and then we'll see what happens.

I'm going to have to take her

to the station.

What's going on?

I'm sorry.

It was Kara.

[Matt calling] Kara!

No.

[chuckling ruefully]

I'm not getting married

today, Roe.

I know.

But hey,

you won't have a sister-in-law

who's a murderer.

Too soon?

Okay, sorry.

[laughing]

[knocking]

Ta-dah!

My thesis topic.

Hmm...

"How the Knowledge

of True-crime Literature

Can Help Law Enforcement

Secure Justice."

Huh, okay.

Well, you got my attention.

Now come sit down

and take me through

your approach.

Okay, so here's

what I'm thinking...

I'm glad you learned to listen

to your instincts, Sally.

Better a bad announcement,

than a bad marriage.

Thank you, Aida.

I'm going to go call

a potential

new real-estate client,

see if

she'll list her house with me.

I've heard

she's very particular.

Then you will be

her ideal agent, Mother.

Aw...

How lucky am I to have

such a cheerleader?

You are.

-Bye-bye.

-Bye.

Daniel said he made this

special for you.

That will go a long way

in curing what ails me,

and so will never, ever

mentioning Matt's name again.

I cannot believe

I was hours away

from marrying a criminal.

Promise me it will never, ever,

ever come up.

Promise.

I promise.

You promise.

Oh, be right back.

Hey.

-Hey.

-Arthur.

Any news?

Well, charges have been filed

against Kara

for the murder of Brody Kresser,

and both Matt and Carson

have agreed to plead guilty

to conspiracy

to murder his father.

Thought I'd let Sally know.

Ooh, um,

she actually

just made me promise

that we would never bring up

Matt's name, like, ever again,

so maybe

she doesn't want to know.

Yeah, fair.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Thank you for the loan.

Of course.

So...

you and the cook,

you guys, uh...

dating, or...?

I mean, I wouldn't say

we're dating.

I mean, we're going

on a date tonight.

Although, um...

he has this crazy idea

that you want to date me?

Oh, uh...

I mean, for as long

as we've been friends?

How weird would that be?

[laughing awkwardly]

Yeah, so weird.

Yeah...

Yeah.

Anyways, I should, uh,

say a quick hi to Sally.

Ah, I think I'm okay...

All right, scoot in.

It's my break,

and I always read on my break--

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

-We said no more true crime!

-What!

I did not agree to that.

What's this one about?

After everything

that's happened?

Oh, it's so good, Arthur,

you're going to love it.

Okay, so this woman,

she goes missing

in Portland, Oregon,

she's found in Washington State

a month later.

It's this crazy journey

of how she got there...

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