Garage Sale Mysteries (2013–2020): Season 1, Episode 7 - Garage Sale Mystery: The Art of Murder - full transcript

Prince?

What is it?

Is somebody there?

Okay, prince,
come on back to bed.

Hey, mom.

You have a sec?

Hi, Mrs. Shannon!

We're having
a fundraiser.

-It's going to be so big --
--and so much fun, too.

The cause is
really important.

It's really needed.



Oh, what's the cause?

Tri-county
animal shelter.

Seeing these poor
dogs and cats

is heart-breaking.

It's our kappa
yearly charity event.

And this year--
are you ready--

we're doing a garage sale!

It's gonna be huge!

All the moms are
cleaning out their attics,

bringing really cool stuff.

But we're gonna be doing
the real work of selling it.

We wanted to ask you,
'cause you're the experts,

would you take charge
and run the sale?

Taylor's mom said that we could
use her garage and driveway.



Uh, sure.

Whatever we can do.

-Are you sure?
-Happy to.

So, all the moms
want to get together

and have a big organizational
meeting, just the moms--

but they don't know
anything about garage sales --

-you'll chair it, right?
-Okay.

Kappa kappa kappa!

Whoo!

Logan's going to
have to think

about where
he wants to go.

Oh, we've still got
a couple years.

Not really.

I want to set up
some campus trips,

maybe he can find something
that's not out of state.

Oh...

What a beauty.

I had a car
like this in college.

I remember it well.

That was
a great car.

When it was running.

'65 MG

chrome bumpers,

which they changed in '74,

wire-rim wheels...

It was fantastic.

I will never understand
how guys remember things

like the differences in bumpers.

When I was a kid,

I could tell you
what year it was

by its tail lights.

I knew I married you
for a reason.

Yeah.

Whatcha looking at?

Nothin'.

Man, when I saw that MG today,

it really
brought me back.

Tell me the truth, Jenn,

is my, uh, neck
getting saggy?

No, you're vintage,
like that car.

You know what I do

when I see a wrinkle
I don't like?

What?

I turn out the lights.

Does it work?

Like a charm.

Come here.

Weren't those
wire wheels beautiful?

It's all I can
think about.

Good night, honey.

'Night.

I love you.

I love you, too.

How's it coming?

Oh, fantastic, Tina.

I know you hate
these portraits,

but it's money.

-Yeah, right.
-Oh, honey.

Oh...
Your time is coming.

I know it.

I saw the letter
from the bank.

They're not
going to foreclose.

No, not for 30 days.

I'm talking to them
about it.

I will re-finance.

I've got to go to work.

Ask for a raise!

You guys really saved us

by organizing
the garage sale.

Is there anything we can do
to help you with the meeting?

Oh, I think
we're good.

-Are we good?
-We're good.

So, this meeting is just
the moms, and not the girls?

It is
everything we could do

to keep them away from the sale.

They're way into this.

You've been warned.

Abbey, have I met your mother?

I don't know.

Her name's Sydney.

Stepmom.

Parents divorced,

dad remarried.

Not very cool.

I'm sorry.

It happens.

I mean, she tries,

like with this garage sale,
for instance.

How so?

Nothing really,

just wanting
to be a part of everything.

Well,
we've gotta run,

but I wanted to give you
a heads-up about tonight.

Okay, honey.

See you later.

Thanks.

Bye, Hannah.
Bye, Abbey.

Oops...

I forgot,
I can't make it tonight.

What?

I'm taking a vibrational
cooking class

at the college extension.

Vibrational cooking?

Yeah, there's live food
and there's dead food,

and live food has a higher
vibrational frequency.

Good to know.

Okay, okay,

but here's the secret
to a successful garage sale,

do not put prices on your items.

- What?
- That doesn't make any sense.

There has to
be price tags!

How do we know
what to charge?

-Exactly!
-Yeah!

You ask the customer
to name their price.

Is that how they do it?

I don't think
that's how it's done.

I mean, have you
heard of that before?

My neighbor had
a garage sale, and--

Ladies!

Ladies...

Raise your hand

if you've ever
put on a garage sale.

All right.

This is why

we've asked Jennifer to help,

because she understands
how it's done.

I'm not going
to negotiate

like I'm in some
third-world bazaar.

Marsha...

The girls are doing
the selling, Marsha--

and I've seen you haggle
with the best of them--

can you please tell us
why you suggest

not to put prices
on the items?

Because the sorority
will make more money,

and this is
a fundraiser, right?

There we go.

Most of the time,

people will offer more
than you're asking,

and they think that they are
getting a great deal.

They never pay
the marked price anyway,

so it saves on
all the haggling.

That makes more sense.

Actually,
that makes sense.

More money? Check.

Clean out your closets,
your garages,

bring everything you don't want.

Where are we
staging this?

My house.

My husband's gonna move
all his cars,

so we'll have plenty of room.

Great, well, let's remember this
is for the girls.

On the day of the sale, no moms.

I'd feel better
if we were there.

You are such
a helicopter.

Let the girls do it.
They will be fine.

-And you're not?
-I'm not!

Well, Sydney, that
was a good meeting.

I think.

I really appreciate
you helping me with this.

Oh, no problem at all.
I love doing it,

and it's hard for me
to say no to my daughter.

Well, I think Abbey
would appreciate it

if I wasn't so involved.

I'm just getting
to know Abbey.

She's got her dad
wrapped around her finger,

and I'm the step-mom.

It's okay,
we're getting there.

Hi, Jenn!

Hey, Abbey

I've gotta go!
We've got class.

Okay, a second!

Um, I really need
to come by the shop,

because I'm redecorating

and I wanted to find
a few unique pieces.

Oh, of course.
Anytime.

I would love to help.

All right,
but I think I'll wait

until after
the garage sale.

Good idea--

I'm late.
We're going to be late.

Drive safely.

We will.

Live food!

Living.

Mm, delicious!

I can feel the energy.

Living food

is the highest
vibrational source.

A healthy human

is around 65 hertz.

So, if we raise our vibration,

bacteria, fungi, disease

can't live.

We become calm, happy,

and negative thoughts
disappear.

Those are beautiful.

Thank you.

Wonderful.

Here.

This is not...

Good vibrations.

What is this?

It's a red cabbage
caboche

avec cantaloupe,

with a tangy pomegranate
molasses dressing.

All just picked.

Do you feel lighter?

No.

More clear?

No.

-Vibrationally attuned?
-Maybe.

Oh! Where are you going?

Oh, I have to meet
with the kappa moms.

Oh.

Wish I could go.

Oh, you are more than
welcome to come.

Have fun!

Oh--

welcome to
rags to riches.

Can I help you
with anything?

Yeah.

This was my grandmother's.

Do you buy
this kind of thing here?

We do.

Yeah, this is
gold-plated sterling.

Oh.

Is it worth a lot?

It's more valuable
in a complete set.

A stray spoon

would probably
fetch about $40.

Okay.

Thanks.

Yeah, I'll come back.

Tina, are you sure
you want to do this?

It's just a garage sale.

Yes, I want to spend
time with my friend

who I don't see enough.

I get an hour for lunch,
so we should get going.

Well, we can
still go eat.

No, no, let's
just go explore.

We've got a garage
sale to fill.

Hey, son.

Hey.

Isn't she a beaut?

You know, mom
already talked to me

about playing
too many video games.

Uh-huh?

You know what, fine,

I'll just go skateboarding,
get some exercise.

Oh, this isn't
about you.

This is about me.

I'm gonna get
back in shape.

Can you pass me
the nuts and bolts, please?

Yeah.

You're in pretty
good shape

for your age, dad.

I'm uh, gonna
start running, too.

You ever thought
about doing a 10k?

No.

Thought we could
do it together,

kind of
a father-son thing.

I need the ratchet
as well, please.

You know, my friend
Zach's dad runs.

Really?

Yeah. He had to get
a hip replacement.

Huh.

You know,

we could play some
video games sometime.

You know, just something
age appropriate.

Just let me
know, okay?

I will think about it.

Look at that...

I'm telling you,
those ladies...

I really
appreciate this.

Are you kidding me?
I'm so glad to see you.

So, wait, are we not
going to go

and say hi to your mom?

Oh, no, no, no,
I think she's at bridge club.

And if not, I'd be
doing chores for an hour.

She fired the handyman.

Again?

I'll see her this weekend
and get it done.

Okay, got it.

Upstairs.

Well, if I wanted
junk, I found it.

Wow.

When's the last time
you were up here?

It's been years.

Huh, good for
the garage sale?

Perfect.

Look at this.
This is, like, real wicker.

So cool...

Oh, my goodness,

I remember this,
I had this when I was a kid.

What, really?

Yeah.

Well, here, you want to
carry it down?

No, let's just put
everything to the middle,

and then I'll come back
and get it later.

I know you have to go.

I know. Sorry.

What about
this painting?

You know art.

Oh, let me look.

Um...

Yeah, no, no.

No, don't bother,

like, not even
for a garage sale.

It's like paint by numbers
from a kit or something.

This, though, look, look.

This could be worth something.

It's got the old reel on it,
and everything.

Just put it with
the rest of the stuff,

I'll come back and get it.

All right.

So you're telling me
that you found

a 19th-century
Jasper Cropsey

in an attic?

I'm serious,

I think it was
the real deal.

Do you know, one of
these went at auction

for over $100,000.

So, what did she say
when you told her?

I didn't tell her.

You didn't tell her?

I... I told her
to leave it there,

but I...

I didn't tell her
what it was.

So, what was
your plan there,

you're going to, like
sneak in

in the middle of the night
and steal it?

No... no!

We could
really use the money.

But I'm not a thief, so...

Right, right.

So, no, i'm...

Okay, so...

Why didn't you
tell her then, huh?

I don't know,
I don't know...

It just seemed like

it would solve
all our problems, you know?

Well, it would, right?

I mean, it's a very
valuable painting

that nobody knows about,

and with your...
Auction house connections,

you could sell it
to a secret buyer.

And then...

And then
when you got caught,

then I could, you know,
come and visit you in prison.

I'd make you a plastic
toothbrush shank...

You'd bake it in
a little cake for me?

Yeah, you'd look
good in orange.

Hey, Dani.

Hey.

Hey!

I just got
a call from Abbey,

and she's
really upset.

Her step-mom
didn't come home last night.

Did they call the police?

They did, and the police said
they have to wait 24 hours

before they can file

a missing person's
report.

Does anybody know
where she was going?

Abbey said she was
going to have lunch

with an old friend,

and then she was
going back home

to get stuff
for the sale.

Maybe an accident?

They're calling
the hospitals.

How can we help?

This is a list

of all the other moms,

other friends of Sydney's.

It's their phone numbers.

We'll start making calls
right now.

Does she have
any medical issues,

like blackouts,

or anything like that?

I don't know.

Oh, the friend she was having
lunch with is on the list,

Tina Parsons.

She's not
one of the moms.

Most missing people turn up
unharmed within 24 hours.

Frank...

All right, all right.

I'll check her license plate,

see if her car
got in an accident,

or maybe got towed somewhere.

Oh, it's Dani.

Hey, Dani, what's up?

I'm here with
detective lynwood.

Oh, can you text me
that address?

Thanks.

Someone thinks

she might have gone
to her mom's.

I'm going to check it out.

Call me if anything
turns up on her car.

Okay.

Hi. I'm Jenn.

Hi.

Well, come on in.

Oh, don't worry about Prince.

He's very friendly.

He's a good watch dog, though.

Come.

Thank you.

Raymond, her husband,
called me last night.

They still haven't heard
anything from her?

I'm afraid not.

That isn't like her.

Someone said

she might have gone
into your storage attic.

Storage attic?

Why would...

If she were here,

she would have come
to say hello.

Do you mind if I go out there
and take a look?

Well, go ahead.

It's right there
above the workshop.

You see?

Oh, no.

I'm a police detective,

and I don't stumble across
as many dead bodies as you.

Remind me not to get
on your bad side.

It doesn't
look like a murder.

Oh, that's a first.

You touch anything?

The light switch.

All right.

Well...

Appears to be
a head injury.

Maybe she tripped
over this object,

and fell and hit her head.

On?

Um...

That pipe?

Yeah, seems like blood,

right where she would have
struck her head

if she had fallen.

Anything else?

Seems like she was holding
her cell phone

when she fell.

That's not unusual.

Let's just let these guys
do their job,

all right?

First glance,
seems like an accident.

Deceased has rigor,

probably
around 12 hours.

Just leave everything
to the m.E.

I'll attach a note
to your report.

Thanks, lieutenant.

Yeah.

Jennifer?

Now I gotta
break the news

to Mrs. Mellon.

I hate this.

Do you want me
to go with you?

Yes. Please.

We had planned
to just have lunch,

but Sydney just wanted
to look for some stuff

in her mom's attic,

so we just came over,

for an hour.

We found some stuff,

and we just put it aside
for her to come back later.

I know she took
some stuff from our garage.

Must have been right before
she went back.

Did she say anything
to you, honey?

No, dad, she didn't.

I was at school.

I spoke to her
in the afternoon.

She came by the house

when we were bringing
the garage sale items.

Did you talk
to her, Jennifer?

It was so hectic.

I saw her,
but we didn't talk.

She said she was gonna
get some other stuff

and then come back tomorrow.

Just so normal.

And then she walked out
and smiled.

I'm going to stay here
tonight with Abbey.

Oh. OK, sweetheart.

And if you want to come by
and talk, or...

hangout.

You're always welcome.

And I'm sure you know that.

Thank you.

I'm OK, but...

I'm worried about my Dad.

He really loved her. I don't
know how he's going to handle it.

It'll be difficult at first.

Again, if there's anything I can do
to help please just let me know.

I will.

Thanks, Mom.

I love you.

I love you too.

I'll call you later.
OK.

You okay?

I can't believe

I was just with one
of my oldest friends,

and now she's dead.

I'm sorry, babe.

I mean, how does someone
just trip on something

and wind up dead?

I don't know.

Aren't you glad
you didn't go back

and take
that painting now?

I can't even imagine.

So, I told Abbey
what you were telling me,

and I thought she should
talk with you.

This is probably pretty dumb.

It's not.

I feel weird
talking about this,

but it's really
been bothering me.

It's okay, Abbey.

Tell her
what you were telling me.

My step-mother was a dancer.

Her whole life.

She took classes
twice a week,

so she was good on her feet.

I just don't see

how she, like, stumbles,

or trips or whatever,

hits her head and just dies.

Well, that seems to be
what happened.

They gave us
her personal effects,

and I looked at her phone.

It was asleep,

so I woke it up,

and it seems like
she was trying to make a call

when she fell.

But she only dialed
one number--

"9".

Was she trying
to dial "911?"

Why?

She could have been conscious
after she fell.

Was she trying to get
medical help?

No, that's not right.

The phone ended up
four feet away from her.

If she had been conscious
after the fall,

the phone would have still
been in her hand.

She tried
to make this call

before she fell.

I'm just happy
that we can have a lunch

without a murder
to discuss.

It is nice.

Yeah, it's a social lunch.

Right.

A no-murder lunch.

So, how's Jason?

Oh, he's good.

He's got a big birthday
coming up.

Oh, wow, we'll have to
do something fun.

Hey, how you doing?

All right.

After you.

Let me ask you a question
about Sydney Wenton.

Here we go.

The medical examiner
ruled it an accidental death.

Did he estimate
the time of death?

Humor me.

Sometime around 10:30 P.M.,
give or take.

Sydney's stepdaughter, Abbey,
looked at Sydney's phone.

Sydney attempted
to make a phone call

at 10:24 P.M.,

but she only dialed
one number,

a "9."

Okay, she fell
and hit her head,

remained conscious long enough
to dial 911,

passed out
before she could finish.

Then the phone would have
been in her hand,

or nearby.

Let's assume

she was trying to dial 911--

because a killer was
waiting for her,

waiting for her
to come up to the attic

and whack her in the head?

I know, I know...

And the blood on the pipe?

Well, that too.

My professional opinion?

Here's a likely scenario,

she was calling someone
on her phone.

As she was about to hit
the first number,

she trips, presses the "9"
by mistake,

falls, hits her head.

So, she didn't intend
to dial the "9",

she meant to hit a "5"
or a "4" instead?

Yeah, or another number.

Hey.

Uh, oh, this is
my treat, okay?

Only because
it's a social lunch,

and it's a social lunch,

because we have
no crime to talk about.

Right?

Right.

No crime.

Yeah, I'm going to have
the grilled cheese special.

Love it.

How was your cooking
class last night?

Oh, we got
our final assigned.

A dinner for six
with a high vibrational menu.

That sounds exciting.

It is, except I can't
see fitting six people

around my kitchen table.

You could have
the party at my house.

I couldn't do that.

Oh, it'd be fun.

Okay, I was thinking
Frank and Susan Lynwood,

and you and Jason,

and Hannah and Logan.

What China?

Hmm... the Noritake.

Oh, perfect.

Mom?

Yeah?

What are you doing?

I am trying to visualize

what happened in that attic.

Now, supposedly,

Sydney was on her cell phone
and distracted.

She trips, falls,

hits her head
on a pipe.

The impact
is so strong,

it flips her over,

and she lands
on her back.

Can you help me for one second?

Don't move.

Um...

Here.

Take this deck of cards.

Pretend this
deck of cards

is a cell phone.

I want you to, uh,
just stand right there.

I'm going to use this
as the doorstop.

I want you to pretend
you're on your cell phone,

you're distracted,

you trip over the doorstop,

and you fall onto the cushions.

Seriously?

Yeah, I'm getting too old
to do my own stunts.

Okay...

Okay, I feel really stupid.

Ooh!

You okay?

Only hurt my dignity.

Hmm...

What did you learn?

I'll get back to you on that.

Mom...

I love your mind.

I do.

Is that a compliment?

Definitively.

I will be your Watson

any time you want.

Can I go back to bed now?

Oh! Yes, of course.

Please go back to bed.

-Thank you.
-I love you.

I love you.

Good night.

Interesting...

Asphyxia due to
cerebellar hemorrhage...

Completed at, um,
10:46 A.M.,

on Wednesday.

You brought coffee.

Oh, not just any coffee,
my friend.

Caramel macchiato,
your favorite.

Mm!

Oh, did you hear
about the chickpea farmer

who died at dinner?

The coroner is ruling it
a hummus-cide.

Huh?

It's a hummus-cide!

Well...

This crowd is--

Oh, boy.

So, you have come here
to ask me about Sydney wenton.

What do you think?

Accidental death.

She fell down, hit her head.

It happens more often
than you would think.

Okay, but when someone
trips and goes down,

their arm automatically
shoots out in front of them

to break their fall, right?

That is correct.
Instinctual movement.

And therefore, Sydney's arm
would have hit the pipe,

protecting her head.

Well, usually,
but in my business...

Take a look at this.

Do I have to?

He fell off

the fourth-floor balcony,

and he looks
better than me.

My point is that,
in my business,

"usually" is proven
wrong every day.

In the case
of Sydney wenton,

the pipe matches
the indentation in her skull.

Her momentum was sufficient
for a fatal injury.

Accidental death,

thank you
and good night.

This is it.

I had a car like this
in college,

same color, same year.

I've got a birthday
coming up.

I should get myself
a little present.

May I?

Please.

It's a little tighter
than I remember.

How much?

$10,000.

That's more than it cost
when it was brand-new.

What an
investment.

Yeah.

Logan...

Hypothetically,

how much time
should a teenager

devote to
a video game?

As long as it takes
to get to level six.

But I just crashed
and burned, actually.

Oh, that's my fault?

No. No, I normally

can't get past
that spot anyways.

Hey, what's
going on with dad?

He's getting kind of weird.

What do you mean?

Is he having, like,
a "mid-life crisis"

or something?

I mean, he put a gym
in the garage,

and he said that he wants
to start running 10ks.

Well, he's got
a big birthday coming up.

It's only normal
to worry about getting older.

I think he's being silly.

Yeah, and I definitely
don't want to start

running any 10ks, so...

I've got a plan.

You wanna help?

What do you know
about toy soldiers?

You buying
or selling?

Ooh.

What would this
be worth?

Well, they're
in good condition.

About $30 apiece.

Hmm. Well,
this is kind of odd,

but Elizabeth Mellon,
Sydney's mother,

she claims she had
a burglary in the house.

The thief
supposedly broke in

and stole
two toy soldiers.

Well, she thinks they're
worth five grand apiece.

Is that even possible?

Well, it's possible.

Certain rare pieces
can go for a lot of money.

When did this happen?

She's not sure.

Don't you find it strange

that this happened
in the same house

where Sydney had
her accident?

I do.

Can you meet me
out there later?

I'd like you to look at
these soldiers,

'cause if they are
worth that much,

it's a felony.

Sydney loved
these little toys.

They were her father's
when he was a boy.

They were so special to her.

I was reminiscing,

and I noticed that
two were missing,

the Washington

and the George Cornwallis.

They're very
valuable to me.

I want them back.

These are lineol.

Very collectible.

Do you have any information
on the missing pieces?

How old they are,
so on and so forth?

Richard, my late husband,

documented everything,

all of our artwork,
all of our valuables.

Um...

There, those two.

These are rare.

You think someone broke in
while you were here?

I know who it was.

It was Sam Brisco.

He was my handyman.

I'm sure he was the one
who broke in and took them.

Why are you sure?

Because Prince would devour
any stranger

who came in this house.

But he knew Sam.

I caught him
giving him treats.

The door in the kitchen

doesn't lock properly.

I asked Sam to fix it.

He didn't.

So, did you fire him?

Yes.

He was always
looking at the paintings,

"who was the artist?,"
or "how old is this?"

We used to rotate the
paintings in the house

with the ones
in storage

in the attic,

Sam knew what we had
up there.

Do you have
his current address?

No.

No, I don't.

So, some of the paintings
are in the house,

but some are stored?

That's right.

Next door, in the...

In the attic.

Elizabeth thinks

that Sam knew she had
valuables in the attic.

You didn't say anything
about valuables

when you were up there.

No, I was
a little distracted

by the dead body
on the floor.

What if Sam
was in the attic

stealing something,

and Sydney
discovered him?

Jenn,
everyone but you

thinks her death
was an accident.

I mean, people do
have accidents.

I know, but when Abbey
came to me with her doubts,

it got me thinking.

Okay, I can help.

Tonight's
my cooking class.

Why don't you
come with me?

It'll be really, really fun,

and it'll take
your mind off things.

Aw, thanks, but no.

I get enough
vibrational cooking

from my microwave.

Hey, Tina.

I haven't
been here before.

You have a really
wonderful shop.

Aw, thank you.

Yeah, I need to come back
when I can really browse.

Listen, Jenn,
do you maybe have time

to grab a cup of coffee
or something?

I just can't seem
to shake it, you know?

I told her I had to
go back to work.

If I would have just
stayed and helped her,

then Sydney
wouldn't have gone back,

and she might still be alive.

You can't blame
yourself for this, Tina.

I heard about
the handyman.

Is it possible that
he was in the attic

when Sydney went back?

Oh, anything's possible.

Detective lynwood's
going to talk to him.

As of now,
all we know

is that Elizabeth is
missing some toy soldiers

from her front room,

and she thinks that
her handyman, Brisco,

took them.

Really?

I mean, all I saw
was junk in the attic.

What does Elizabeth
think is out there?

Well, she said
some artwork.

There's a binder

that has everything
documented,

but even if something's missing,
who knows when it was taken?

It could have
been years ago.

Yeah.

Well, I guess it doesn't
make a difference either way,

does it?

Sydney's not coming back.

Well, it makes a difference
if it wasn't an accident.

That means someone is
getting away with murder.

I guess handymen are in short supply.

Brisco's already found himself
a new job.

I'm heading over there now
to have a little chat.

Well, ask him if he was robbing the attic
the day that Sydney fell.

Look.

How many people come to that house?

Air conditioning guy,
plumber, a maid.

What a day
to be working outside, huh?

Well, what can you do?

Lieutenant Frank Lynwood.

Mind if I have
a word with you?

I just got this job.

It won't look too good
if the police are out here.

Would it be okay
if we met somewhere else?

Look, there's a coffee shop

over on elm street.

Can I meet you there?

When?

I could take a break
in an hour.

I need this job.

All right, I'll see you then.

It's only been
a few minutes, Sam.

Coffee shop is in
the other direction.

All I wanted to do was
have a little conversation,

and you're running from me?

Why?

Nothing good ever happened

whenever I had a conversation
with a cop.

Hmm.

Am I under arrest?

Not yet.

You wanna be?

Come on.

I wanna show you something.

Let's go.

I want you all to live
what I'm teaching.

You know, there's
an energy shift happening

across the entire planet.

Yeah, I feel that.

It's like

what we put out
we get back.

Exactly.

Exactly.

So, what foods have
the highest vibrations?

Raw fruit.

Ideally, picked
right from the tree.

You eat nothing but raw fruit
for three days,

then see how you feel.

Do you think
it's a good idea

to give
the final dinner party

for people who eat
unconsciously?

These people eat processed,

refined food,

no nutritional value?

Packed full of
white flour,

preservatives
and chemicals?

Yeah, that's kinda them.

Hmm.

Perfect.

They're going to love it.

It'll be like they've
never eaten before.

You are on your way

to health, happiness,
and prosperity, Dani.

You've got the glow.

Hey, guys, I'm home!

Jenn?

Since when do you play?

Oh, well, I don't...

But, I mean,
I'd like to learn.

I borrowed these clubs

from Matt.

You've never said a word

about wanting
to play golf before.

Yeah, well, I mean,

you know, you started
talking about those 10ks,

and, you know...

It got me thinking

that maybe you and I

should have some sort of
father-and-son activity.

Well, I was thinking

something a little
more physical.

Like... playing hoops?

Matt plays golf
with his grandad.

His grandad, really.

Come on, it's relaxing.

I mean, nobody gets hurt, right?

You sure about that?

What happened to the diet?

What diet?

I just wanted to drop
a few pounds.

I'll work out harder.

Did you know your son
was playing golf?

Hmm, I wonder why.

He thinks
I'm getting older,

and he wanted to find
some kind of activity

we could do together.

Well, have you ever thought
about playing golf?

No.

I've thought about
mountain climbing,

or, uh, the iron man,

or playing in
a men's basketball league.

Oh, I hear they have
a senior league at the Y.

I'm just kidding...

Funny.

Honey, look at you,

if you're getting old,
what does that make me?

We are not
getting old.

You know what I think?

I think we're
exactly the same

as we were in college.

We are.

Hey.

I didn't hear you
come in.

Hey.

Yeah, I was just
bringing in the mail.

Why are you looking at
Cropsey paintings online?

So how long until
they foreclose?

Three weeks.

-Three weeks?
-Yeah.

So, where are we
going to go?

I don't know, um,

we get an apartment.

Find someplace smaller.

How's that going to work?

I mean, how am I going to paint
in some little apartment?

How are we
going to fit our life

into some
little apartment?

I thought you were going to
talk to your connections

and see about working out
a show for me.

I tried.

I mean, I'm in
the restoration department,

I'm not important,

I can't push it.

They love your work.

You're...
You're so good.

If I have to paint
another businessman

in a pin-striped suit,

it just...

It's just killing me.

I know...

I know.

Believe me, I know.

We just have to hang in.

Our luck
is gonna change.

Maybe it already has.

Hmm? What
do you mean?

Well, not to be
insensitive,

but your friend...

Sydney is dead.

You know, there's nothing
you're gonna be able to do

to bring her back,

but that painting
is still sitting there.

We could...
We could go get it.

No. No! No...

God, I'm sorry it even
crossed my mind.

Nobody even
knows about it.

Sydney's mother
has an inventory

of everything.

If we quietly went
and got it,

we could be in...

In the south of Spain,
like, within the month.

No, come on, Andrew.

No, we're going to
be fine, okay?

I promise.

You recognize this house?

Yeah, I used to
work here.

I left it.

Left or fired?

Mutual.

Mrs. Mellon is paranoid,
always accusing me of stuff.

And she has a vicious dog.

He's going to
bite someone someday.

Yeah, thanks for
the heads up.

I... I don't like
aggressive dogs.

Well, be careful
with this one.

He went after me
one day.

Hey, uh,

you ever been
out to the workshop?

Well, yeah.

I was the handyman.

Tools and things
are kept back there.

Mrs. Mellon would sometimes
have me move things around.

But she has a hard time
keeping staff.

Right.

Well, Mrs. Mellon
doesn't wish to see you.

Let me show you something.

Come on.

You see anything missing here?

How would I know?

Well, the back door
doesn't lock properly.

Must have happened
after I left.

I don't leave
things broken.

Right.

Jennifer,
could you join us, please?

You keep ahold of him!

Let him go.

Sam, that's
not a normal dog,

that's a lie
detection dog.

You're under arrest
for burglary.

Ah, you can see the energy
coming off this guy.

He eats nothing
but raw food.

He doesn't cook?

Well, no, I mean,
you can cook,

but only a little,

'cause heat actually
kills the food.

So, this dinner party
you're having

is going to be raw?

It's going to
be wonderful.

-Hey!
-Oh, hi, Tina!

Hi! Andrew,
this is Dani and Jenn.

They own
this wonderful store.

Tina tells me
you're an artist.

Ah, well,
I'm working at it.

Oh, stop.
He's very talented.

Well, you're
kind of biased.

What kind of stuff
do you do?

I'm a painter,

abstract impressionism,
you could call it, I guess.

You really should
see it.

We're trying to put
together a gallery show.

Oh, well,
we'll be there.

Oh, great.

Hey, hey, listen,

I heard that
the handyman got arrested.

Oh, yes, he's in jail,

had a couple
of old warrants.

Assault, petty theft.

Lynwood's trying to
connect him to the thefts

at Mrs. Mellon's house.

So could he have been there
the night of Sydney's death?

Maybe. He's got
a pretty shaky alibi.

Well, where did
he say he was?

At his apartment
with his girlfriend,

alone.

Remember, Jenn,
spring break?

You stayed at
your parents' house?

You went home for spring break?

What a concept.

I had that amazing
blue MG sports car,

and we went on that date,

except we never make it
to the movies.

We went to that great spot
up overlooking Taylor lake.

So pretty.

Oh, Lover's Lane.
Yeah, it's still there.

Anyway.

Um...

We had a wonderful time,

just talking, Hannah...

And then we were
going to go home,

but the car
wouldn't start, remember?

Had to call your dad
to come rescue us.

It was not fun.

Wait, no, there's something
fishy about that story.

Really?

There was no
cell phones back then.

No, they were called

"payphones."

And we had to walk
half a mile to find one.

What did Grandpa say

when he had to
drive down there?

I'd rather not say.

Hey, guys, um...

I'd like to put something
out on the table here.

We all know

my birthday
is coming up...

Soon,

and I don't want a party.

I don't want any gifts,

so if you want to
make me happy,

let's just ignore it.

Okay, honey.

Sure, dad.

No, problem.

Good.

Good.

Hey, dad,

you know how you've given me
all that advice

over the years?

Can I
give you some?

Sure, go ahead.

When someone goes
through a lot of trouble

to get you something
really, really cool,

they put in
a lot of effort

and a lot of planning....

I get it.

I figured your mother
was up to something.

So, when you were playing golf,
the other day,

she was behind that, right?

She thinks I'm getting old.

She's getting me golf clubs.

Look, just,
whatever she gets you,

be very, very happy, okay?

Of course.

I didn't steal anything
from that house.

I'm falsely accused.

First time
I've ever heard that.

What warrants
do you got me on?

Petty theft?

You're going to jail

because you skipped
a court date.

And an assault charge.

That gardener?

Mm-hmm.

That was self-defense.
He swung first.

But you skipped
that court date, too.

But that's not
what I'm interested in.

Breaking into a house
when the owner is home

is a felony.

Add grand theft?

There was a lot of valuables
in that house,

in that attic, too.

I've been up there
a bunch of times.

There's nothing but junk.

Let's talk about march 5th,

in the evening.

The judge won't give us
a search warrant

because we don't have
any actual evidence

that he committed the robbery,

aside from
the dog's testimony.

I've been looking online

for the stolen toy soldiers,

but nothing has turned up.

Well, Brisco
still maintains

he didn't Rob the house

and that he knows nothing

about anything of value
in the attic.

What about Sydney's death?

Aside from your feeling,

why isn't this anything more
than a tragic accident?

Abbey, Sydney's stepdaughter,

came to me and told me that
Sydney was strong and agile.

She was a dancer.

What's your point?

Well, an athlete like a dancer
doesn't just fall.

They have good balance
and body control.

And a dancer isn't going to fall
head first

and not do anything
to protect themselves,

or break their fall.

Look, I had
Hannah pretend

she was talking on a cell phone

and fall onto some cushions.

The minute she fell,

her hand naturally
went out in front of her

to break her fall.

So, why didn't
Sydney's?

It was that "9" she dialed
that got me thinking.

I know, it was probably
a mistake.

Mm-hmm.

How long will Brisco
be in jail?

He could easily
be in there 30 days

for skipping
his previous warrants.

Phew! I got it.

That wasn't too hard.

Kinda scary what's online.

So, you got his address,
now what?

Well, I'm going to go
talk to his girlfriend,

see if she has any valuable
toy soldiers to sell.

I don't like that.

Well, she's not
a criminal,

I'm just going to
chat with her.

How do you know?

If you go,
I'm going with you.

But she might get intimidated
if it's two of us.

So? I'll wait
in the car.

All right, suit yourself,
there, Watson.

Five minutes.

Okay, five minutes.

Hi.

What do you want?

My name is Jennifer Shannon,

I own an antique store.

I heard that Sam might have
some items he'd like to sell.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

In my business,

discretion is very important.

I brought cash.

Come on in.

Sam's a jerk.

I need to get
away from him.

The police are asking
all these questions

about where he was,
what he did,

all over some things
they think he stole.

What do you think?

I think I don't want to be
around when he gets out.

God, I always end up
with such losers.

If you have anything

that you think would be
right for my shop,

I'd be interested.

Are these really
worth $200?

At least.

My life's a mess.

I asked him
if they were stolen,

and he said no.

I knew better.

Peggy, I don't want
to buy these.

I want you to give these to me,

so I can return them
to their proper owner.

I really need the money.

I know that you do.

But if you give these back

because it's
the right thing to do,

you'll save yourself
a lot of trouble.

Fine.

Take them.

I don't want any more trouble.

I would like to buy this.

That's junk.

It's worth nothing.

Actually, I think it's worth...

$200.

Frank!

Brisco's girlfriend wants
to return the stolen property.

You went to see her?

Yeah.

She feels badly
about the theft.

She doesn't want anything
to do with Brisco.

Sounds like
an accomplice to me.

Frank, she returned
everything.

I don't think
she was involved.

Please, can you just
trust me on this one?

Okay, okay, yeah,

she's an upstanding
citizen,

who returned
stolen property.

It could have been dangerous,

you know that.

Oh, I had Dani waiting
outside in the car.

Oh. Oh, well, jeez,

I feel so much
better now.

Log them both
for the Mellon case.

Frank, for what it's worth,

Brisco wasn't with Peggy

the night
that Sydney died.

She remembers

because it was
her birthday.

He came home late,
and he had been drinking.

Okay, good.

Now you can start
solving burglaries

instead of murders.

A step in the right direction.

We're all on call
Saturday

for Dani's dinner party.

Honey, hold still,
I'll be done in a sec.

Mom, she's got

some strange
eating habits, okay,

I'm scared.

We all love Dani,

but I've had her smoothies.

We're going to
eat her food,

and tell her
it's wonderful.

I fit pretty good
off the rack.

I know you don't want to
celebrate your birthday,

but you do need
a new sport coat.

What kind
of cooking is it?

French? Italian?

Vibrational.

Different foods

have higher
and lower vibrations.

They're wearing coats
tighter these days.

I'm gonna be down a few pounds
by my birthday, so...

Oh. On your
ice-cream diet?

I was just
beginning to accept

my stepmother's death
was an accident,

and then they arrest
the handyman?

Now I'm back to square one.

Could he have something
to do with her death?

Did you know
Sam Brisco?

Yes.

I saw him when I went
to my grandmother's.

I didn't like him.

Why?

I don't know,

he was creepy.

If he killed her...

Why?

Your grandmother said

there were some valuables
in the attic.

Sam might have known about them.

So...

He's up in the attic
when Sydney shows up.

She catches him in the act,
and he kills her?

That's just
a wild idea, okay?

Just a possibility.

Mrs. Shannon,

I really appreciate

you helping me
trying to figure this out.

I miss her.

I'm upset that she's gone.

I mean, I knew she loved me,

but I didn't think

that I loved her.

I blamed her

for my parents' divorce.

But it wasn't her fault.

And she tried...

She really tried.

Oh, Abbey...

It's okay.

I didn't know
I cared so much.

It's okay.

Jenn?

Hey, hon!

I forgot my lunch.

Gotta get my protein and veg...

So, we have a motive,

robbery.

Sam broke into
the main house,

stole the toy soldiers.

Sometime later, he returns
to hit the storage attic.

Sydney shows up,
finds him there,

wrong place, wrong time.

Well, what was in the attic
that's worth killing over?

We don't know.

Elizabeth is doing
inventory

on all her art work.

Okay, so let me
get this straight,

Sydney and Tina
go there together

in the afternoon,

and then Sydney
goes back

by herself that evening?

Right.

What if Sydney
stayed in the attic?

What if Tina--

-killed her?
-Uh-huh.

I thought about that,
but it doesn't work,

because I saw Sydney
later that afternoon,

after she dropped Tina
off at work.

Well, it's
a head-scratcher.

Hmm... anyway,

would you like to share

what we will be eating

at your vibrational
dinner party tonight?

No, it's a surprise.

But we will all
feel lighter...

Ooh.

...and healthier...

...and more attuned

when we are
finished eating.

"Attuned?"

...Like a piano!

You're so cute
when you say that.

Thank you.

Oh, hey! Jenn!

Oh, hi, Tina.

Hey, did the police
get that warrant?

Not exactly,

but they did recover
the stolen toy soldiers.

Was it the handyman,
Brisco?

Possibly.

They're trying to
connect him to the attic.

Elizabeth thinks

she might have had some
valuable paintings up there.

She's not sure?

Not yet.

But they're looking
through everything.

If something's been taken,
they'll know.

Yeah.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm just
late for work.

Thank you
for the update.

Jenn, these are
really nice...

The diamond earrings,
and a tennis bracelet?
Jenn, these are
really nice...

The diamond earrings,
and a tennis bracelet?

I know...

It's stuff I just
don't wear anymore.

How much are you
going to get for it?

Well, I don't know,

but I hope a lot.

I'm going to see Callie
at demarro's.

She's going to
give me an appraisal,

and then a check.

Well, she owes us, remember?

We gave her that deal
on that shaker hutch she wanted.

Oh, good point,
I'll remind her.

Your husband
is a very lucky man.

I keep telling him that.

Okay, now this is
sliced Brussels sprout

with tahini
garlic drizzle.

Oh...

That's, um...

Good.

Oh, yeah?

Mm, it's amazing!

Is it?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, uh...

Yeah?

Jason?

It's very interesting.

Oh, you don't like it.

No, no, it's, uh,

just takes a little
getting used to.

Uh-huh? Jenn?

Wow.

It's really...

Raw,

but yummy.

Oh, good, okay.

Now, the main entree.

You will need your forks.

So, this is the main course?

Mm-hmm.

Super high-vibrational.

It looks good!

Uh-huh.

You start with
a nice eggplant base--

it's not cooked?

A little,

it's live as it can be.

Ginger...

...and basil...

Colorful.

Uh, huh.

Bon appetit.

Good.

Aw, you guys hate it.

"Hate" is such
a strong word.

It really is.

I think I feel the vibrations.

Hey, Logan,
can you get that?

Yeah, sure.

You know, it's okay
that you don't like it.

To pass the class,

all I had to do
was have the dinner party,

and you had to
taste the food, so...

I figure,
mission accomplished.

Yeah?

Great.

Hey, look, looks like
the cavalry's here.

Pizza!

I ordered
back-up.

Dani...

Oh, you are
so smart!

Perfect!

Thank you, Dani!

What do you think
the vibrational content

of a slice of this double cheese
veggie extravaganza is?

I wouldn't know.
Jenn?

Hmm?
High. Very high.

Oh, these meant
so much to Sydney,

I'm just so glad they're back.

Thank you.

Did you complete
the inventory of the artwork?

Was there anything else missing?

Yes, actually,
there was.

A painting.

Come, I'll show you.

It's from
my husband's family.

You have no record

of where it's supposed
to be stored?

No. Things got
moved around.

Do you mind if I go
back to the attic

and take a look?

Certainly.
Go ahead.

Frank, check this out.

I'm stumped.
I don't know.

You know Elizabeth
did an inventory

of all the paintings
in the binder.

One of them was missing.

What you're looking at
is an outline left in the dust

after it was taken.

What painting's missing?

It's a 19th-century landscape

by an artist
named Jasper Cropsey.

-What's it worth?
-$100,000.

100,000?

The size of the dust imprint

matches the dimensions
of the frame.

The Cropsey
was in the attic, Frank,

and someone took it.

Yeah, but that could have
happened a day,

or a week before Sydney
even got up there.

All right, what's your theory?

Sam Brisco could have known
about the painting.

He previously robbed the house
and got away with it.

So maybe he went back
for the painting,

Sydney caught him in the act,

and he hit her with a pipe
to try to get away--

hold on, hold on,

hit her with a pipe
on the head?

So how did the blood get
on the other pipe

attached to the wall?

He put it there.

And then he moved the doorstop

to make it look like
she tripped.

There are a bunch of pipes
on the other side of the attic.

One of them could easily
have been the weapon.

So, now...

It's burglary
with the resident at home.

That's a special
circumstance.

That's minimum
six years.

Maybe I get a year.

Well, adding murder
changes everything.

Oh, no, that isn't
going to happen!

I didn't kill anybody,
I didn't see anyone!

Yeah, I took
some toys soldiers, big deal!

You're not gonna
pin a murder on me!

Hey, you can't do this to me!

I didn't do it!

Get him outta here...

I'm innocent!
I didn't do it!

You're back.
What looks good today?

The MG.

The Robin-egg-blue MG
with the chrome bumpers,

that's what looks
good today...

Where is it?

Bought,
shipped, and gone.

But we have
a fantastic Ferrari 348...

The '65 MG,

that's what I want.

Have you ever
driven a Ferrari?

What about
a Ferrari 360 Spider?

Not an MG.

Not like the one I had.

We got a problem.

I went over
Brisco's alibi

on the night
of Sydney's death.

He claims he was
at a friend's house drinking.

He bought some things
at the liquor store

on his way over.

So, here's some
security-cam footage

from the store that night.

Now, look at this.

This is way over
at ridgeside falls.

It's 10:45 at night.

So, Brisco couldn't have been
in the attic with Sydney.

Nope.

Oh, hi,
this is Jennifer Shannon.

I was wondering
if you had time to meet

for a quick cup of coffee.

You're saying

the painting
was removed from the attic?

Yes, and very recently.

My guess is it was taken

the night
that Sydney died.

The handyman?

No.

He has a solid alibi.

I'm trying to
put together a timeline.

Do you remember

when Sydney
dropped you back at work?

Tina?

Why are you even
re-hashing this

over and over?

I mean, what are you,
the police?

Are you
a family member?

I mean, who made you
the chief investigator

in my friend's death?

I'm sorry, I thought
you'd want to know.

I'm sorry, Jenn.

It's just, things have just
gotten really stressful at work.

You know,
they cut back my hours,

and I have this balloon payment
on my home loan,

and it just feels like

everything is
happening at once.

I...

I just can't re-create

that afternoon
with Sydney again.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I snapped at you.

That's all right, Tina.

It's just hard to
take everything in, you know?

So, if the handyman
didn't do it,

then do they have any idea
who might have?

No.

Hey...
Hey, have you left yet?

No, it's just traffic is crazy,

so I thought maybe, you know,

you should just
grab dinner there

and come home later.

Yeah, no, otherwise you're just
going to be sitting there

like, bumper to bumper, right?

Yeah, okay, no,
I'll see you later.

Yeah, I love you, too.

This piece is actually
from 1905.

It's really
in very good condition...

Jenn?

Jenn, it's Tina.

I-I know about
the Cropsey painting.

Can you come over, please?

I don't know what to do.

Does anyone else know?

I don't know what to do.

Dani...

Mm-hmm?

I just got
a message from Tina,

about the painting.

What about it?

I'm not sure,

but she wants me to
go over there.

She didn't say why?

No.

But my guess is
she knows where it is.

You said you were in the city.

I lied about that.

We can just give
the painting back.

Okay?

And if you killed Sydney,

you didn't mean to, right?

That's right.

Okay.

So it's not murder.

It wasn't intentional.

It doesn't matter.

I can't spend a day in jail.

I have a buyer
for the painting,

and I'm gonna sell it,
and then I'm going to disappear.

Okay.

Then... then you go.

You go, and I...
I won't tell anyone, please...

I'm sorry.

Andrew...

Hey.

Hi. Is Tina here?

Yeah, she'll be
right down.

Come on in,
I'll show you

some of the stuff
I've been working on.

Oh, thank you.

I guess Tina found out

about that
missing painting.

Oh, what did
she find out?

The whole story.

I guess somebody brought it
into the auction house

to try and sell it.

So, this is, uh...

This is the stuff
that nobody wants to buy.

Wow.

They're amazing.
You're very talented.

I mean, I don't know a lot
about modern art,

but these are powerful.

Right.

Well, here,

check this out.

I... I think
the composition is...

Really...

Yeah, that color red

is the hardest thing
to duplicate.

What did you do with Tina?

You took the painting.

You killed Sydney.

You wanna see it?

See that?

That is worth more money

than I have made...

In my lifetime.

And mine, well...

Mine are worthless.

I didn't plan to kill anyone.

No, you didn't.

You just wanted the painting.

Tina told you about it...

And you all you had to do
was sneak in the attic,

and take something
that no one would ever miss.

You worked in the dark,

probably with a flashlight,

until you found it.

Hello?

Somebody there?

You didn't mean to kill her...

You tried to stop her
from calling the police.

But she wasn't moving,
and you knew that she was dead.

You had to make it look
like an accident.

You saw the pipe on the wall...

...about the same size
as the one you hit her with.

What if she fell
and hit her head?

But why would she fall?

She tripped.

And now for the last touch

that would make it perfect...

Blood on the wall pipe.

But you're an artist...

So you don't just rub it on.

You carefully apply it

as if someone hit their head
when they fell.

But now, you have to
get rid of the murder weapon.

You can't take it with you.

Why not hide it in plain sight?

All that's left

is for you to take the painting

and get out.

It's like
you were actually there.

You know what happens next?

You said you wanted
to see Tina.

Don't make this
any worse, Andrew--

oh, it couldn't get any worse.

Come on.

Come on, upstairs.

Go on.

Okay, all right, just--
just wait here.

Just pull the trigger.

Come on, just do it.

Hang in there, Tina.

The EMts say
you're going to be okay.

I'm so sorry, Jenn.

It's okay.

You had no way
of knowing.

What you did was
really courageous.

I'm not even
going to try

and explain
this to Jason.

You're on your own.

So, he never intended
to kill Sydney?

No, he thought
he'd get in and out,

and no one
would ever know.

Ah, but he sure did
intend to kill Tina,

and you walked
right into the middle of it.

So, do you think,
maybe, perhaps,

it's time to--

hey, um... Dad?

Look.

Hmm.

It's Elizabeth.

Why are they here?

Elizabeth wanted
to come by

and thank you
in person.

You are amazing.

You're a very
lucky man.

Your wife
is tenacious,

and smart,

and very brave.

And maybe
a bit reckless.

Maybe.

I... I want
to thank you

from the bottom
of my heart.

What happened to my daughter
should never have happened,

but at least there's justice.

I only wish Sydney
were still here.

It's going to be hard, but...

But Abbey and I,

we'll get through
this together.

Frank, how is Tina?

She's very lucky.

But they expect
a full recovery.

That's good news.

And I'd like
to officially announce

that Jenn will be retiring
from crime-solving.

Oh...

Actually,
I made that up.

Something to consider.

Fine.

I'll consider it.

See, that means
she won't.

Well, I can't help it

if an interesting case
comes through the door.

She cannot.

What do you think?
- Perfect.

Happy birthday, honey.

No balloons,

no party,
no big deal,

just like
you wanted.

Good. That is good.

So why...

Do I feel like
you're up to something?

Come on, make
a wish, dad.

What'd you wish for?

Golf clubs.

Oh, well, they
should be outside.

Let's check it out.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

Oh...

What?

No... what?

This...
This is the car!

This is the car!
This is my car!

Yes--

this was my car.
This is... wait...

You deserve it.

This is my car.

Yes.

But...

I know...

I know how much
this cost.

Well, I had my own
little fundraiser.

Hey...

How about you take me
for a drive?

I think that's
a great idea.

I love you.

Happy birthday.

See? Who says
we're getting old.

Not me.

I think that we are
as good as we ever were.

Me too.

Well...

I guess we should be
getting home.

Really?

Okay.

No, no, no, no...

Just like
your old car.

Well, at least
we got a cell phone.

Yes, we do.

Yeah.

I'll call Hannah.

Hey, Hannah, it's mom.

Uh, we're having
some car trouble.

Would you mind
picking us up?

Where are you?

Uh...

We're at Taylor lake.

Oh! Lover's Lane!

Oh, we are so busted.

Mm-hmm.

I'll see you
in about half an hour.

Okay, thank you.

Maybe I should have
called my dad.

Nah, I think he's still
mad about last time.