Cedar Cove (2013–2015): Season 1, Episode 4 - Suspicious Minds - full transcript

[Olivia]:
Previously, on Cedar Cove...

Hi, dad.

I haven't talked to him
in years.

Well, here's your chance
to get to know him.

I just got called for a job,

but I have to leave tomorrow.

- I got to find myself a job.
- What do you do?

Mostly handyman stuff.

[Grace]: Jack's son...
I saw him steal money.

[Ambient music plays]

Justine?



Hey.

Why are you eating alone?

Because I chose to.

No, what I mean is,
I heard about this guy...

what's his name?
Uh, Seth?

That he was in town,
you two were...

Hanging out together?

He left.
He had a fishing job in Alaska.

Ah. Fishing.

I guess someone's got to do it,
right?

What... what are you
reading, anyway?

What is this?
Stargazing?

I happen to love stargazing.

Since when?



Uh, since, uh,
about 20 seconds ago.

You mind if I join you?

Come on. Just two friends
enjoying a meal together.

It's no big deal.

I'll even let you
read me my horoscope.

It's astronomy, not astrology.

Right.

I'm going to let this dough
rise overnight,

make us some nice, fresh scones
for breakfast.

[Distracted]:
Mm-hmm.

And then...

I'm gonna go upstairs
and wallpaper our bedroom

with pictures of
pink bunny rabbits.

I'll be right there.

[Loud thump outside]

Do we have
a late check-in?

There's nothing on the books.

Can I help you?

I need a room.

[Truck pulls away]

Yeah. What happened to you?

Do you have a room or what?

No. We're full up.

Now, there's a motel
about four Miles down the road.

If you want,
I can call you a cab.

I know it's late.

Look, I'll pay you up front.

How much is it?

I left my wallet in the car.

I just need a place to sleep.

Well, we've got a comfortable bed
and all the WiFi you can use.

the Maple Room's available.

Isn't there someone
in the Maple Room?

No, Bob, it's free.

So, why don't you
just come on in?

Get a good night's sleep,

and we'll settle all
this in the morning.

You like fresh homemade scones
for breakfast?

[♪]

Okay, it's got to
go to that side.

More to your left.

No! Your other left.

Now higher.

First year organizing
the Art Walk,

and she's a total
stress-head.

Well, it is a big opportunity
she's been handed.

The Art Walk is
the cultural event of the year.

Mind if I quote you on that?

You may.

You know, I have seen

a lot of talent
here over the years.

"says Judge Olivia Lockhart."

So what do you think, Eric?

Uh, it's... great.

I'm not really into art.

"Says Eric Griffith."

'Cause, you know, it's my job
to cover all the angles.

And what about yours?

Hmm?

Job. You find
anything yet?

Yeah, I'm still looking.

We're on our way
to the office now,

check out some more want ads.

Well, I'm sure
you're gonna find something.

'Course we will.

You two have fun.
We'll catch up later.

"Still looking."
Yeah, right.

You know, maybe we should
cut him some slack.

[Scoffs] I'm sorry.

He stole that money
from his father.

He wasn't borrowing anything.

Well, I'm willing to give him

the benefit of the doubt.

And I'm willing to give him

a kick in the butt.

[♪]

Morning, Bob!

Morning, Allison.
You're late.

Actually, I'm early.

Now I'm on time.

[Chuckles]

How'd you do on
that chemistry test?

98%.

So there's room
for improvement.

It was the highest grade
in the class!

They grade on a curve?

Apparently.

I guess that makes you
the smartest girl in the class.

Again.

[Both laughing]
Guess so.

Yeah. Good girl!

- Morning, Peggy!
- Hey.

Oh, can I take that up for you?

Oh, no, I've got it.
Thanks, sweetheart.

All right.

Good job.

Since when are we starting

to serve room service?

We're now the Cedar Cove
Four Seasons?

Oh, it's practically lunch,

and our guest hasn't even
been down for breakfast yet.

Ah, maybe he just
wants to be left alone.

Nonsense.
I have scones, darling.

Good morning! Coffee!

Hello?

I have scones!

[♪]

Hello? [Knocks]

Excuse me?

Bob!

[♪]

Cedar Cove 01x04
Suspicious Minds
Originally Aired August 10, 2013

Well, I've sealed the room

till the coroner gets here.

Is he bringing the crime
lab crew with him?

Peggy, this isn't
CSI: Miami.

What do you think?
Heart attack?

I don't know.

I checked his vitals,
and then backed away.

But I did notice the window
next to the door was open.

You do that?

No.

Well, I didn't do it.

I only air out on Tuesdays.

So you're thinking
someone broke in

and killed him?

Or he opened the window
to get some air.

Let's not get ahead
of ourselves here.

Let's start at the beginning.

Now, who was he?

I couldn't find
a wallet or I.D.

He said that
he left it in his car.

What was his name?

We didn't ask.

You mean to tell me

you let a stranger with no I.D.
and no money

check into your place?

Bob didn't want to let him in.

It was my fault.

I just felt sorry for him.

I just figured that
we'd drive him to his car

in the morning after breakfast.

Well, what about the cut
on his forehead?

The bleeding knuckles?

He say how he got them?

I didn't ask.

I didn't want to
make him uncomfortable.

[Sigh]

Okay, here's a construction job

about half an hour away
in a town called Olalla.

I could check it out,

but, you know, I was hoping
for something a little closer.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Sorry to interrupt.

You are allowed to interrupt

anytime you like.
What is up?

I have a leaky pipe.

I mean, there's a pipe
leaking in my chambers.

Anyway, it's taking the city
forever to fix it.

Okay.

Sounds annoying.

Not exactly newsworthy.

Well, it got me thinking.

Eric, you mentioned
doing some handyman work.

Are you interested?

I mean, you would be paid,
of course.

Talk about closer.

Thanks. That would be nice.

When would I have to start?

Today, if possible?

There's already water damage.

Today is perfect for you.

Isn't it?

Today does work
perfect. Thank you.

[♪]

I've saved
a prime spot for you,

right in the middle.

I can't wait to see you.

I... I-I mean, your photos.

Till tomorrow, then.

Who was that?

John Bowman.

Amazing photographer
from Tacoma.

I've been showing his work
the past few months. Big seller.

I can see why.
It's beautiful.

[Dreamily]: So is he.

And so are these pieces.

I've sold three bracelets
and one painting

already this morning.

Wow! That's great.

Yes, it is. People are
really drawn to your work.

So pack up and get out.

I am giving you a booth
in the Art Walk tomorrow.

Really?

I mean, are you sure?

It's just the Art Walk, Justine,
not the Louvre.

Don't worry!
You're ready for this.

Ready for what?

Seth! What are you doing here?

[Seth laughs]

Bilge pump malfunction.

Had to return to port for repairs.
It's going to take a few days

so I figured I'd fly home,

check to see
if you'd sank my boat yet.

Not yet.

So what's goin' on? Went over to
Moon's, he said you were here.

Not for long.
This girl's going places.

Maryellen wants to give me
a booth at the Art Walk.

Big time!

So help her set up.

Tell her she's awesome.

I don't have time
to hold her hand right now.

My pleasure.

[♪]

- Hey, Moon.
- Hey.

What's new?

Dead body.

Excuse me?

Last night
over at the Thyme and Tide.

This dude checks in...

then he checks out.

What, he died?

Well, he ain't
pining for the fjords.

[Chuckles]

Peggy Beldon found him
in his room this morning.

Already cold.

Apparently his hands
and face were all bloody.

What happened to him?

Well, nobody knows.

What's more,
no one knows who he is

or where he came from.

No I.D. on him?

Nothing.

What's the prognosis?

Looks like there's a hole
in the pipe.

Probably from somebody driving
a nail through the paneling

to hang a picture or something.

Can you fix it?

Oh, yeah. No problem.

As long as my dad
has all the right tools.

I left mine at my girlfriend's.

She probably tossed them
or sold them already.

Any hope of reconciliation?

I don't know.

We'll see what happens.

Have you spoken to her
since you broke up?

No.

I'm not really in a big hurry
to get back to Vancouver,

if that's what
you're hinting at.

I'm really glad you want
to stay here in Cedar Cove.

If you like, I could
spread the word about you.

A reliable handyman's
hard to find.

Thanks.
Maybe hold off on that.

I'm not really sure

construction work
is really my thing anymore.

Oh.

Well, what is...
your thing?

That's what
I'm trying to figure out.

Right.

Well...

we better get back to work.

Gentlemen.

Nothing much to
report yet, Jack.

I don't want people
jumping to conclusions.

Well, this is real news,
sheriff.

Let's just wait
till we have a cause of death

before we upset folks.

I understand that his hands
and face were all bloody.

Where'd you hear that?

Oh, just... everyone.
Everywhere.

[Sighs] Great.

Bob...

You need to keep Peggy
off the phone.

Aw, come on, Troy.

She's been traumatized.

I mean, when she gets like this,

she feels the need
to reach out to someone.

Listen, sheriff.

You think maybe
he was in a fight?

Bloody knuckles,
cut to his forehead?

You get hit hard enough,
get a concussion,

you can die from that.

Let's wait and see
what the coroner says.

Right now,
I need some information.

Now, the pick-up truck
that dropped him off...

What color was it?

Uh, gray.

Silver? Um...

Light blue.

It was hard to tell
in the middle of the night.

Okay, let me get this straight.

We don't know who the guy was,
how he died,

who dropped him off.

Now there's a truck involved

that may or may not be
blue, gray, or silver?

That's not a lot
to go on there, sheriff.

I need to make some calls.

This is crazy, Jack.

A bloody stranger shows up
in the middle of the night,

from who knows where,

he goes to sleep,
and ends up dead.

In this town,

we call that insanity.

In Philly,
we call that Tuesday.

[♪]

[Saw roaring]

Whoa! What happened here?

Stan!

Is this a bad time?

No, no.
Just fixing a leak.

Is everything all right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Um, your mom asked me

to just check around
for an art broker,

someone who might be interested

in selling Tom Harting's
Western memorabilia.

So... I found a guy
in King County.

Big fan of Harting's music.

You drive all the way here?

Well, I had to see
a patient anyway...

And seemed like it was
a big deal to Charlotte.

She was eager to find someone.

I would've delivered it
myself, but, uh...

I've got to get back, so...

And you know how
your mother likes to talk.

Really? I hadn't noticed.

[She chuckles]

Oh, big news!

Justine got a display
at the Art Walk.

Her jewelry pieces.
Remember?

I told you she's making
those earrings and bracelets?

Oh! Right, right.

They're even gonna let her show

some of her paintings
and sculptures.

Wow. That's terrific.

Yeah!

Well, I'll try to go by
and check it out.

She'd really like that.

Well, I, uh...
I better get back.

Good seeing you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I was thinking that, uh...

if that stranger did
have a fight with someone,

maybe the guy followed him here
to finish him off.

I wouldn't worry about that.

Maybe he's coming back here
to finish us off.

Come on, Peg.
Why would he do that?

Maybe he thinks
we can identify him.

We didn't even see him.

Or maybe
it's someone we know, Bob.

Maybe he... the guy
dropped him off right here,

at our front door.

Hey. Hey, honey.

You need to settle down here.

Nothing bad is gonna
happen to us, okay?

Okay.

We're going to be just fine.

[Knocks]

Busy?

No. Come on in.

Well, well...

I see Eric has
been working hard.

How's it going?

Um... good. Good.

What's up?

Uh, listen...

I know we had made a date
to go sailing tomorrow,

however, I may need
to go in to work.

I don't know if you've heard

what happened with
the Thyme and Tide?

The man who died.

Yes. My mom called me.

Of course she did. Yeah.

It's a big story.

It is. Yes, it is.

Bit of a mystery
who this guy was,

and, uh, where he came from.

Where is Eric?

I don't know.

I, um, came back from court,
and he was gone.

Maybe he's gone out
to get a part or something.

[Guitar playing]

I didn't know you could cook.

Chili, scrambled eggs...

The occasional cheeseburger,
that about covers it.

[Chuckles]

So I stopped by the courthouse.

Oh, yeah?

You left a big hole
in the wall.

Gotta let it dry.

It's okay,
I know what I'm doin'.

I'm not gonna embarrass you
in front of your girlfriend.

Oh, I know.
Just, um...

Take care of it.

All right,
now onto the jalapenos.

No.

You can't put
jalapenos in there.

I'm allergic.

Capsaicin. Nothing spicy.

Of course. Right.

Right. I-I knew that.

By the way, who's Stan?

He, uh, he came by
to visit Olivia.

Oh! That's Olivia's ex-husband.

That's weird.

Why? What'd he want?

Uh, something about...

Her mom wanting him to find
an art broker or something.

What's weird about that?

I don't know.
They seemed kind of close.

Me and my exes, whenever we're
in the same room together,

we just try
to strangle each other.

Smothered him, huh?

With the pillow.

Yeah, but the pillow
was still on the bed.

Yeah, but he could've
put it back afterward,

then climbed back out
and made his getaway.

That's a pretty small window.

Yeah. Look,
you don't think

there's a chance of him
coming back here again, do you?

You really worried about that?

I don't know. Peggy's
got me thinking.

Morning, sheriff. Bob.

How goes the investigation?

Well, I don't have
anything new for you, Jack.

No word from the coroner yet.

No "missing persons" reports.

Any luck finding
the truck driver?

DMV sent me a list

of gray, light-blue,

and silver pick-ups
registered in the area.

Deputies are
checking it out now.

Did you check in with
the bars in the area,

see if there were
any fights that night?

Yup. Followed up on that.

So far, nothing.

No, we just have to be patient.

I'm sure the coroner's report

will go a long way

to figure out what happened.

[Radio crackles]:
Sheriff Davis, come in.

Yeah. Go ahead.

We just got a call
from Silverdale P.D.

Excuse me.

So... [sighs]

How are you holding up, Bob?

Uh, okay.

Peggy's convinced
she's got P.T.S.D.

[Both chuckle]

[Door shuts as engine starts]

Oh! Hey.

[Thumping]

Hold up!
What's going on?

A few hours before
John Doe arrived here,

two guys robbed
a convenience store

in Silverdale.

Clerk put up a fight,

and one of the thieves

tumbled through
the front window,

shattering it
before running off.

That's our guy!

And the other
is his accomplice,

or maybe his killer!

Hey, what do you think
you're doing?

Well, I'm coming with you.

Hah! No way.

Last thing I need
is you getting hurt.

Sheriff, the cops in Philly

they let me do ride-alongs
all the time, all right?

Their cars have
bullet-proof windows,

don't they?

Probably.

You're staying here.

Oh! You're here.

How's it going?

Good.

Just gonna grab a few things
and get out of your way.

Did you tell my dad
I messed this job up?

No.

'Cause I told you,

you gotta let this dry out.

You patch too soon,
you get mold.

You didn't tell me,

but thank you
for telling me now.

What have you got against me?

[Awkward chuckle]

Nothing.

No one forced you
to take this job.

I'm serious.
You could've said no.

Right.

I haven't seen my dad in years.

I'm trying
to make a good impression,

and I'm gonna
tell his girlfriend "No"

when she offers me a job?

I know it must be hard
to come here.

No. No.

You don't know me. Okay?

And neither does my dad.

He doesn't know
a thing about me.

He wants to know you.

He is thrilled to have you
back in his life.

He's worked really hard
to turn his life around.

Yeah?

How long's it been this time?

'Cause he's turned his life
around many times before.

It's a day-to-day struggle.

Something he has to deal with
for the rest of his life.

Tell me about it.

[♪]

[Frustrated sigh]
You okay?

Of course I'm okay.
Why wouldn't I be okay?

I'm showing my artwork today.

I'm baring my naked soul
for the world to see,

leaving myself
open to ridicule.

So... not okay?

It's terrifying,

putting yourself out there
for people to judge you.

But you're still here, right?

That's gotta
count for something.

I guess so.

It's pretty brave,
if you ask me.

Is that supposed to
make me feel better?

Yep.

It does.

You're very sensitive.

That's just
the kind of guy I am.

I was at
the Captain's Galley earlier.

Heard you had dinner
with Warren Saget.

What's wrong with people?

Why can't they just mind
their own business?

Why didn't you tell me?

Because it didn't matter to me.

I didn't think
it was worth mentioning.

Justine... you tell me you had
skinless chicken for lunch

because you ate cookies
for breakfast.

You tell me every detail
of your life,

but you don't mention you
went out with your ex-fiance?

I didn't "go out" with him.

I was there on my own.

Warren showed up
and asked if he could join me.

[Sighs]

I just don't trust him.

Well, you don't
have to trust him.

You just have to trust me.

Okay, ma'am.
Sorry to trouble you.

Thanks for your time.

Howdy, sheriff!

I thought
I told you to stay away.

I've got a job to do, Troy,
just like you.

I take it she's not our guy?

No.

Now, look, sheriff.

I can keep following you, or...

I could keep you company.

[Scoffs] All right.

Keep quiet
and do what I tell you.

Yes, sir.

Ahh...

So, who's next on your list?

That's being quiet?

Lucas West.
23 Crepe Myrtle Road.

Hoo. Way out
in the boonies.

I thought we already
were out in the boonies.

[Chuckling]

You miss the city, don't ya?

Oh... sometimes.

The energy... pace.

- The crime.
- Hey,

at least I always had
something to write about.

Here, it's always just so...

Peaceful.

Don't you ever miss

having more of a challenge?

Well, if that means

more people hurting
or stealing from each other,

then no.

I'll take Cedar Cove
just like it is.

Safe... quiet.

Neighbors look out
for one another.

And everybody knows
everyone else's business.

I'm telling you,
the man was murdered.

He and his accomplice,

they robbed
the convenience store,

smashing the window,

and that's how he got

all those cuts
on his hands and face.

So, they're on the run,

but they decide to split up.

Now, John Doe he's bleeding...

So his accomplice drops him off

at the Thyme and Tide
so he can clean up the wounds...

So then, the accomplice,
well, he starts worryin'

that the John Doe dude
is gonna talk,

maybe rat him out to the cops.

So he sneaks back
to the Thyme and Tide,

climbs in the window, and...

[Chop]

[Gravel crunching]

Wow, this really is
the boonies.

Well, folks living this far out

don't like to be disturbed.

Hey, sheriff,
come look at this.

That's blood.

Go wait in the car.

Shouldn't we call
for back-up?

Go wait in the car.

Are you Lucas West?

I am.

Did you drop a man off

at the Thyme and Tide
Bed and Breakfast

two nights ago?

That a crime?

Mr. West, what's
your connection to this man?

I didn't have one.

I just gave him
a lift. Why?

He's dead.

Dead?

What happened to him?

I was hoping you'd tell me.

I don't know
anything about him.

When I dropped him off,
he was fine.

But he was bleeding.

There's blood on
the side of your truck.

He was like that
when I picked him up.

Are you trying
to pin this on me?

So where did you pick him up?

On my way home from
work in Silverdale.

Found him sitting on
the side of the road.

Did he give you a name?

Yeah. Howard.

He mention a last name?

He didn't tell me,
and I didn't ask him.

Just said to take him
to the nearest motel.

All right, well, uh,

I'll need a name and number
to confirm your employment,

plus the location
of where you picked up

this, uh... "Howard."

[♪]

[Knocking]

Excuse me, your honor,

but the Art Walk is calling.

Holy moly...
What is all this?

I hired Eric to fix a leak.

Well, then, where is he?

He doesn't seem
to be in a big hurry

to get the job finished.

So you still willing to give him
the benefit of the doubt?

He does have
a chip on his shoulder.

A lot of resentment
built up over the years.

Probably drives him crazy,

seeing his dad
turning his life around

while his is still miserable.

Just be careful.

That kid is manipulating Jack,

and I don't want to see him
manipulating you too.

Pretty soon he just
has to step up

and take control of his life
and stop playing the victim.

In the meantime,

this, uh, this wall
is not gonna patch itself.

You know how to do that?

You live with Mr. fix-it
for a while,

and you pick up a thing or two.

I have to see this.

Everything is looking
really fantastic,

but if you ladies
could just do me a favor

and go over there and make sure
that area is secure,

that would be amazing.

This looks so great.
You know what?

If you want to just put maybe
a few more candles in here,

just to perk it up, I think
that would look fantastic.

This is great!

You've done an amazing job.

I have, haven't I?

How I get people to stop
and look at my stuff?

You have to engage
with the public.

You know?
Draw people in.

Be an advocate for your art!

What am I supposed to do?
Jump up and down?

Do bird calls?

Good idea.

I should go say hello to John.

Mr. Bowman.

It's so exciting
to see you here.

We don't always have

the actual artist
present at the show.

Really?

People are really responding
to your work.

The composition...
The sharp depth of field.

That's great.

People always ask me
about your process,

what goes into
crafting your style.

I tell them
I don't really know.

I mean,

I've only known you
for a few months,

and we've never really
talked much.

We should maybe talk more.

You wanna talk more?

I mean about
your approach with your work.

So that I can accurately
represent your process.

Yeah, but do people really want
to hear about all that stuff?

And I don't think
I could explain.

Oh, no, you shouldn't have to.

The work speaks for itself.

It's no one's business, right?

It's not that.

You just keep doing what you do,
and I'll keep selling you.

I mean, your art.

Great.

Sounds good.

I appreciate it.

Anyway, um...

I should keep circulating.

Give a holler
if you need anything.

"Give a holler"?
You idiot.

Well, it's right about here

that he said he picked him up.

How far are we from Silverdale?

Well, 20 Miles or so.

Those two thieves
escaped on foot.

That's probably too far
for that Howard guy

to have walked all this way.

Hey, what's that?
See it?

Oh, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Yeah.

[Shutter snaps]

Let's have a look at that.

Is it Howard's?

I don't know.
Broken, or the battery's dead.

[Radio crackles]:
Sheriff Davis, come in.

Be right back.

Keep looking, see if you can
find anything else.

[♪]

[Warren]: I'm
serious, Justine.

Look, you should have
your own gallery

and studio space.

Warren...

Look, just...
Just hear me out.

Remember the vacant
storefront I showed you?

Right?
It's still on the market.

You say the word
and I'll buy it for you.

I'll tell you what.

Let's discuss it over dinner.

Strictly business.

I don't think so.

Justine, come on,
this is an opportunity that...

Warren.

Thank you for the offer,

- but no.
- Okay.

Offer stays on the table, okay?

Just think about it,

and just let me know
if you change your mind.

Okay?

I'm glad to see you.

I just talked to the boat.

Bilge pump's fixed.
I gotta go back today.

Oh.

Well, I'm glad
I got to see you,

even if it was only for a day.

Yeah.

I'm glad I came back too.

[♪]

Hey, honey!
Look who I found.

Dad? What are you doing here?

Oh, are you kidding me?

My daughter's in the Art Walk.
I wouldn't miss it.

Starkwater Lake.

Took me a long time to go
back there after Jordan...

but it was his favorite place
in the world,

so I thought it was worth
trying to capture.

You did, sweetheart.

It's beautiful.

I wasn't sure
how you'd feel about it.

Brings up a lot of memories.

I... I try not
to think about it.

How's that work?

I can't do that.

Just block out

all of the things that hurt?

They're just there.

They're always just there.

[Taking his hand]

[Crow caws]

Well, don't touch anything.

No, I won't.

I assume this is
the getaway car.

Nope.

What do you mean?

Well, that call I just got?

Both thieves
were just arrested.

So Howard wasn't
part of the robbery?

No.

Well, then who was he?

[Keys clacking rapidly]

Typing furiously!
Sounds like a scoop.

Oh...

I am just getting started.

The case of
the mysterious dead guy

has been solved, and you...

can read all about it
in tomorrow's Chronicle.

I'm looking forward to it.

So, what's up?

Um...

[Sighing]

Eric didn't finish, did he?

Well, no, but maybe
he would have, eventually.

It was just taking too long,
so Grace did it.

She's surprisingly good
at patching walls.

I just don't want this to be
a problem between us.

Maybe I shouldn't have

offered him the job
in the first place.

No, Olivia, you were just trying
to help out,

and I appreciate it. Okay?

The problem is that
he's too much like his old man.

When I was his age,

I jumped around
from job to job.

I couldn't focus long enough
to get anything done.

That's the problem.

Okay? I mean,
I'm just...

just gonna have to talk to him,
that's all.

Well, when you do,
may I suggest,

try not to put too much
of the blame on yourself.

I'm the reason
he is where he is.

He can't go through his life
blaming you.

You've taken responsibility
for your mistakes,

and maybe it's time
he did the same.

Well, the thing is,
I don't want to undo

all the positive steps
that we've taken either, okay?

I mean, we're really starting
to get along well now.

I know, but maybe
what he needs right now

is not so much a friend,
but a father.

I know how hard this is...

I appreciate
your concern, Olivia,

but I'm gonna deal with this
in my own way.

Okay.

Well, I should
get back to work.

[Door closes]

He wasn't a fugitive?

No more than you or me.

Well, then who was he?

[Jack's voice]:
"His name was Howard Miller.

According to flight records,

he left Boston
on Wednesday morning

and flew into SeaTac airport,

where he rented a car
and headed north.

He was driving along
Old Clifton Road

when his tire blew out,

causing him
to control of the vehicle

and skid off the road."

[Crash]

"Mr. Miller attempted
to remove the flat tire..."

[Gasps in pain]

sustaining several lacerations
in the process.

Ultimately, he did manage
to take off the tire...

But unfortunately,

the spare
was damaged and unusable."

"As if things couldn't
get any worse for Mr. Miller,

any hopes of calling

for a taxi
or roadside assistance

were dashed by
a dead cell phone battery."

"And so, he sat on
the side of the road.

Frustration turned to despair,

and, by this point,
he had all but given up

until a man named Lucas West
offered him a ride."

[Engine idling]

"The kindness of a stranger

was the lone bright spot
in his otherwise horrible day."

Then, Mr. West
dropped him off here,

and... and you know the rest.

No. Troy, we don't.

How did the man die?

It was a heart attack.

You say he was from Boston?

Yeah, he was a writer
for a big national magazine

here to do a profile
on the Art Walk.

So he wasn't murdered,
and he wasn't a thief?

No.

And he wasn't here
to make trouble.

He was here to shine a light

on something good
about our town.

[Charlotte]:
And I've been awful.

I let my imagination
get away from me.

I know I did.

We all did.

[Jovial whistling in hall]

Oh...

Who did that?

Don't worry about it.

I came to finish it.

Eric, it was just
taking too long.

Where do I get paid?

You can't be serious.

Look, I know I didn't finish,

but I still put in
a lot of work here.

The clerk's office,
second floor.

I don't have exact figures yet,

but I'm sure we had
more visitors

than last year's Art Walk,

with an increase
in overall sales.

You coordinating
again next year?

Mm, absolutely!

I want to expand
on this year's success.

I told you it would be great!

And you did
a wonderful job, sweetheart.

I want you to write that down...
"She did a wonderful job."

- Thank you.
- Excuse me.

I just wish I could say
the same about your son.

Nobody has a bigger
heart than Olivia,

and I'm sorry,

but I cannot stand

to see anybody take
advantage of her.

It's great seeing Seth again.

Yeah.

I mean, we just started
dating again.

It's not serious.

Justine, I, uh...

I know that I haven't really
been around that much for you.

No. You haven't.

I just want you to know
that I'm gonna try very hard

to change that.

I want to believe you.

I understand.

I have to earn your trust first.

[Footsteps]

[Maryellen]:
What'd I tell you?

People loved you!

Your display was a big hit.

She has been
a godsend at the gallery.

I finally have
someone there who knows

almost as much
about art as I do.

So, what do you think?

You wanna make it
a permanent position?

You mean come work for you
at the gallery?

Well, unless you're committed

to your waitressing
career at Moon's.

Goodbye, Moon's!

9:30, sharp.

Ohh!

Congratulations,
sweetheart. Oh!

That's great.

Uh, I'm just gonna
take this to the car.

I'll be back.

Thank you so much for
being here for her.

It may not seem like it,

but it means the world to her.

[♪]

[Shuts drawer]

Hey. There you are.

Didn't hear you
leave this morning.

Yeah, I wanted to get
an early start on the want ads.

Anything good?

A few leads.

Good.

"Come to the
marina A.S.A.P."

I heard you didn't
have court today.

Thought maybe we could
try that sailing date.

Where's Eric?

Looking for a job.

I hope.

Today, however,
is all about us.

I got sandwiches from Moon's,

I've rented
this alarmingly little sailboat,

I've taken
a fist full of dramamine.

Now all I need
is an instructor.

Well, I have to warn you,

I'm not
the most experienced sailor.

Something could
go horribly wrong.

I see.

Well...

In that case...

I can't imagine anyone I would
rather be lost at sea with.

♪ You are more

♪ valuable than diamonds
in the deep blue sea ♪

♪ you are more

♪ valuable than gold

♪ hold on

♪ hold on