Medium (2005–2011): Season 5, Episode 9 - All in the Family - full transcript

Family. It's our rock. Our salvation.

These are the people we are
closest to in the whole world.

They share our dreams.
They share our blood.

And yet it's often those closest to us
who are capable of hurting us most deeply.

"To be or not to be".

That was not the question in
Hamlet.

The question was: "How could my uncle
kill my father and marry my mother?"

Is this what they mean
by family entertainment?

Real life is even more frightening.

A world-famous football player
is accused of garroting his wife.

Two brothers are found guilty
of massacring their parents.



And the government tells us that almost
16% of the murders committed in this country

are perpetrated by one
family member against another.

Don't be afraid.

No one will ever know it was you.

Everything okay?

Oh, my God, I just... I just
had the worst nightmare.

Did you hear what you just said?

No, I mean it, it was just...

it was truly a nightmare.

Just, you know, a bad dream.

Something that would never happen.
Something that could never happen.

Just a bad dream.

A bad dream? Could never happen?

Excellent.



Oh, yeah.

Sunday morning. What are you doing up?

Oh, I heard you and mom in the kitchen.

Yeah, well, Mom's got to go in to work
for a couple of hours this morning,

so I just thought I'd keep her
company while she ate breakfast.

Look who I found in the hallway.

Hey, your sisters aren't up yet, are they?

No. Just me.

I actually want to talk to you guys about
something without everyone else around.

okay.

Uh, well, last night, after the movies,
Ashley's dad invited me, Madison, and Carla

to go skiing at his cabin
in Flagstaff next weekend.

That's awfully nice of him. I think.

No, it is. So would it just be, uh, you
three girls and Ashley's dad?

Uh, well, Ashley's older
brother Jamie will be there.

And I, uh, think he's bringing
a few of his friends, too.

How much older is Ashley's...

He's a senior.

I'd really like to go.

I know skiing is expensive, but
I could use babysitting money.

And they want to leave around noon on Friday,
which means missing everything after fourth period,

but I haven't been absent all year.

Um, well, honey, this is really something that Daddy
and I need to talk about and I-I got to go now.

Okay.

But I promise we'll talk later, okay?

- Hey, um, can you walk me out?
- Yeah.

- Senior boys.
- When did she get to be so old?

Can you hold that, please?

Thank you.

Don't be afraid.

It was a car accident.

I'm sorry?

You were wondering about my scar, right?

I was in a car accident
a few years back.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...

I'm used to it.

Oh, well this is convenient.

Did you all actually meet?

Allison Dubois, this is
Dylan and Brooke Hoyt.

Detective Scanlon.

Mr. and Mrs. Hoyt.

We're brother and sister.

I'm... the official psychic.

Nice to meet you, Brooke.

And you, Allison. Detective Scanlon.

Brooke and Dylan are the children
of a dear old acquaintance of mine.

I went to college with their mother.

I really appreciate you
all seeing us on a Sunday.

Of course. Please.

The last time I actually spoke
to Mom was Thursday night.

We made a date to have lunch.

Friday I drove over to her place
and her car wasn't in the driveway.

I have a key. I went into the house.

She was nowhere to be found.

I went down to the police, they said if she didn't
turn up after 48 hours we could file a report.

We did that last night.

We're sitting there.Filling
out all the paperwork,

talking to this very
bored-looking officer and I, I just,

frankly, I felt like we
needed to pull some strings.

This woman has been gone at least three days, and
we can't seem to get anybody excited about that.

So that's when I thought
about calling you.

And I'm happy to help. As you
know, I'm very fond of your mother.

But the truth is, missing people
are the province of the police.

Now I've asked Detective
Scanlon to sit with us

so that he can liaise with
the department on your behalf.

And I've asked Allison to
be here because, well, frankly,

um, she's an invaluable resource
in these kind of matters.

But at the end of the day,
if she is truly missing,

it's police that we have
to depend upon to find her.

The key phrase being "if
she truly is missing."

Which is why I have to ask if you're sure
that she didn't just take a trip somewhere.

Look, you wouldn't know it from looking
at her, but she's not a well woman.

She's had diabetes for years.

She has to give herself
three injections a day.

Her kidneys are starting to fail, she has to
go to the hospital for dialysis treatments.

So, no, spontaneous travel is not
something she's inclined to do.

What is she inclined to do?

Does she have any hobbies?
Uh, does she like to shop?

She likes nature.

She likes to bike; she likes to hike.

Even after she started getting
really sick, she wouldn't slow down.

I always worry, what if
she gets hurt or lost?

I mean, what if she doesn't
have enough insulin?

I'm begging you. She won't
even return my phone calls.

Brooke, you've got to talk to Mom for me.

I don't think I can do
that, Dylan. Mom's cut you off.

- She doesn't want anything to do with you.
- I know what she wants!

I know what she wants.

But I need money.

I have debts.

Debts you can't make late payments on.

Brooke, please.

Just explain to her that I'm in trouble.

And that I will pay her back.

I'm starting a new business.

Another new business.

You've come up with yet
another way to lose money.

- You're amazing.
- That's not fair.

Look, I'm not talking to Mom for you.

Sorry. I can't.

When it comes to you, I
happen to agree with her.

I think you're an embarrassment.

I'm glad she cut you off.

I'm asking one more time.

Those two have sure come a long way.

Excuse me?

Oh, I just saw something back there.

Must've been a few years ago.

Brooke didn't have that
scar on her face; not yet.

They were fighting about money.

It got bad and Dylan pulled a gun.

Looked like they got along fine to me.

Well, like I said, it
was a long time ago.

Is someone supposed to
be coming over, Daddy?

Not that I know of.

- Hey, there.
- Sis.

Wha... what are you doing here?

My ma-marriage...

I don't understand. You
two always looked so happy.

I guess we're both good actors.

The truth is, we've been having
a hard time for a while now.

The marriage is barely running on fumes.

Okay. But it is running, right?

Okay, Sara's all set up in Ariel's room.

Ariel's in with Bridgette and Marie.

She didn't look very happy about it.

She kept asking if we'd
talked about the, uh, ski trip.

I really hope we're on
the same page with this,

'cause I think that we're going to
have to deal with this tomorrow morning.

You mean, the page where 15-and-a-half-year-old girls
don't go on niernight trips with 18-year-old boys?

Yeah. I think we're of
the same mind on that.

Sara asked me to thank you again.

It's fine. She's thanked
me already, four times.

Did I thank you? Thank you.

I know my sister can be
a little much sometimes.

It's fine.

How many times have
we put my brother up?

You know, I know this
doesn't matter, but...

I always kind of liked Ryan.

I always felt my sister
was lucky to have him.

Well, don't start mourning yet.

The marriage isn't necessarily over.

This very well be act
one in a very long play.

Besides, we don't even
know if it's true yet.

I mean, he never seemed like
the cheating type to me.

I know; that's what I thought.

Who knows? Maybe she'll come to
her senses and want to go back home.

Honey?

Dylan, I'm home!

Dylan?

I'm out in the garage.

Hey, babe. What are you
doing out here in the dark?

My God, Dylan, what are you doing?

What is that? What's going on?

I told her I needed money. We
needed money. Wouldn't listen.

I didn't mean to kill her.

Oh, my God.

I've thought this through.

Everything's going to be
fine. We're going to be fine.

We just have to work together.

We just have to each do our part.

Now, me-- I'll take
care of the body.

I'll put it in my car, I'll drive
somewhere far away and I'll bury it.

You don't need to have
anything to do with that.

Oh, God. Oh, Dylan.

I need you to take care of her car.

It's parked out front;
we can't leave it there.

I need you to drive it to the
airport, to long-term parking.

Just drive it in there,
lock the door, walk away.

Once you do that, call me and
I'll pick you up. Can you do that?

She's alive.

You awake?

Do you smell that?

Here you go.

Hey, check it out, you guys.

Aunt Sara made tofu.

Tofu... oh, boy.

- Morning.
- Good morning.

I figured while I was here, I'd teach
the girls what being a vegan's all about,

see if I couldn't recruit
a couple of converts.

Did you guys know that meat is murder?

No, I hadn't heard that.

Can I be excused?

I'll be right back.

- Yeah?
- You all right?

How long is she staying here?

Through the weekend maybe.

You have to let me go on that ski trip.

What does that have to do with this?

It has everything to do with this.

With her here, I don't have a place to
sleep, I don't have a place to change.

I can't even eat the foods that I like.

Honey, I think you're
being a little dramatic.

Really?

Did you know that Bridgette snores?

It's true.

And Marie thinks that it's hysterical,
so she laughs all night long.

Laughing and snoring.

Snoring and laughing.

It's not funny. I didn't sleep at all.

Okay, hey, so that's why Dad and I are
supposed to let you go on an overnight

with a bunch of
18-year-old boys?

I never should have told
you about her brother.

Right-- lying-- absolutely--
that would've sealed the deal.

You know what, honey? I got to get ready
for work, you got to get ready for school.

Why don't we talk about this
tonight sisters are asep?

"Tonight" what?

Your mind's made up, Dad's
mind's made up, so just forget it.

- Okay, fine.
- Fine!

She's got no business
putting you through this.

What are you talking about?
What are you doing here?

I'm talking about my daughter Sara.

She's got no business inflicting
herself on you and Joe,

particularly since her husband
hasn't done anything wrong.

That man's as faithful as a dog.

Are you sure?

Am I sure?

I'm dead, aren't I?

So what are you saying?

This has all been some
big misunderstanding?

This, my dear Ally, is
just Sara being Sara.

I mean, I love her to
death-- literally--

but believe me when I tell you my little girl never
saw a molehill that she couldn't turn into a mountain.

Now... you need to fix this.

You need to get her to understand
that she is screwing up a good thing.

Ryan is her one chance for true
happiness, and she is going to ruin it.

Yes?

Hey, no fair hiding. If I got to eat
bean curd for breakfast, so do you.

I'm sorry. We really need to talk.

I can't even begin to imagine how to
have this conversation with my sister.

I think it's pretty straightforward.

You just tell her that your
dead father stopped by to swear

that her husband wasn't cheating on her.

Look, she's read about me in the papers.

I'm sure she'll understand.

Well, I sure don't doubt
that she'll understand.

I'm just not certain that
she's going to believe.

What, Sara?

I'm sorry, she strikes me as the
poster child for people who believe.

Oh, I got to get to work in 30 minutes.

Um, so I'll pick up the girls
from school this afternoon

and then I'll have a talk
with her when I get back.

Hopefully I can convince
her to go home tonight.

Oh, wouldn't that be great?

Mrs. Dubois.

I'm sorry to show up unannounced, Mr. Hoyt, but
I was working on your mother's case last night,

and I think I had a real breakthrough.

Is this a bad time?

Come on in, please. Are you
saying you know where she is?

Does Brooke know?

W
- What kind of breakthrough are we talking about exactly?

Boy, I really don't see
a woman's touch here.

No.

Why would you?

I don't know, I guess I just assumed.

You live here with Harmony, right?

Well, I could have sworn the district attorney mentioned
that you were engaged to someone named Harmony?

Harmony, um, yeah--
no, not...

for a long time. I haven't
seen Harmony in years.

Does Harmony have something to do with
the breakthrough you had about my mother?

Well, I thought she did.

Maybe I was mistaken.

This is embarrassing.

So you're no longer engaged?

Not for about four years now.

She broke it off just
before the wedding.

Sent me a note, said she was
leaving the country. I...

haven't seen her since.

I don't understand; are you suggesting that she might've
had something to do with my mother's disappearance?

I don't know what I'm saying.

I'm sorry for wasting your time.

I'm s-- I'm confused, though;
like, I just, I mean...

at least tell me what
brought you here this morning.

I don't know that it matters, but I got this picture
in my head about the night that your mom disappeared.

And yeah, there was someone
named Harmony in it.

Although... that makes no sense and...

and actually you were in it.

Okay, well, that-- I'm
sorry, but thatiscrazy

'cause like I said, I
haven't seen her in forever.

Besides, I was at Brooke's,
talking about Mom, actually--

her health, everything.

Kind of ironic.

Got pretty drunk.

We both did. I ended up staying the
night; she didn't want me driving.

I'm plastered-- we're both
plastered-- and our mom is...

I'm sorry for getting
your hopes up, Mr. Hoyt.

Don't be.

Knock-knock. Can I come in?

Pull up a chair.

So I thought about what you said, about your dream,
about Dylan and the fiancée killing the mom,

about how that made no sense
since there is no fiancée,

about how he's got an airtight alibi
'cause he was with his sister all night,

so I did a little research.

You want to see something else that
doesn't make a whole lot of sense?

You know what that is?

Of course I know what it is.

It's a restraining order.

It's a restraining order you took
out against your brother in 2004.

Apparently he pulled a gun on you.

He did.

And yet, according to him, he was with
you the night that your mother disappeared.

In fact, you invited
him to stay over--

the man that pulled a gun on you, the man
that you took a restraing order out against?

It's true. He'd had too much to drink.

I told him to spend the
night in my guest room.

It's also true that there was a period in
my life when I was terrified of my brother.

Thankfully, that's ancient history.

You're not suggesting he's somehow
involved in my mom's disappearance, are you?

Well, from what we know about
them, from what we know about him,

it's obviously crossed our minds.

I swear to you, he was with me.

The thing you need to
understand, Detective--

the thing you both
need to understand--

is that my brother isn't
the same man he once was.

He's changed.

What do you mean?

Do you rember when we first
met, I mentioned a car accident?

I was in the hospital for over a year.

I had multiple surgeries,
months of rehab.

Dylan practically took up
residence in my hospital room.

He was with me every step of the way.

In a strange way, my nearly
dying changed everything.

Everything bad between
us just... dissolved.

What about your mom?

What was it like between her and Dylan?

My mother has always
been very hard on Dylan.

At one point, she actually
removed him from the will.

That said, Dylan's really been
trying to mend fences with her.

When Mom had to start
dialysis this past winter,

he got himself tested to see if
he could donate one of his kidneys.

It wasn't a match, but I think it meant
a lot to her that he'd even be willing.

I'm sorry. I know you're working
very hard to try and find my mother,

but if you think Dylan had anything
to do with her disappearance...

What are you guys watching?

Aunt Sara says it's called reality TV.

Come on, Al, sit.

Help us decide which one of these attention-starved
wackadoos has the scariest boob job.

No, that's okay. I'm just going to get out
of these clothes, grab something to eat.

Sara...

did, uh, you and Joe have
a chance to, to talk?

Sure did.

Great.

Ariel?

Yeah?

Is this the only place you
could find to do your homework?

Yeah.

Well, what about your bedroom?

Aunt Sara's stuff's all over my desk.

Well, the kitchen?

I can't concentrate.

They're watching some heinous show.

And now that I know that I'm
going to school all day Friday,

instead of leaving in the middle
of the day to go on a ski trip,

I have a lot of extra homework to do.

Do you know where your father is?

- In the shower.
- Great.

It's not that she doesn't believe you.

It's not that she doesn't believeinyou.

It turns out, she just
doesn't believe my dad.

She never has, and she never will.

Great. I'm dealing with a ghost
with a credibility problem.

She just kept asking me, "If Ryan's such a decent
guy, "then how come he hasn't shown up here?

"How come he isn't pounding on the
front door, "begging me to come back?

How come he hasn't even called?"

And you know what? I mean, I-I
don't have an answer for that.

Well, maybe you should go see him.

Encourage him to make the first move.

No, I don't want to do that.

This is my sister's marriage.

It would make me really uncomfortable
to get in the middle of all that.

Well, it might be your sister's
marriage, but this is our house.

We got to do something.Ariel's
camped out in the hall,

and our other children are being
force-fed tofu and reality TV.

All right, I guess I
could drop in on Ryan.

Harmony, you okay?

I don't know. I think so.

I'm almost at the airport.

Are you really sure that I'm not going to
wind up on some security camera or something?

They tape over that
footage all the time.

Nobody's gonna notice the car
there for weeks, believe me.

Everything's gonna be fine, Harmony.

I'm almost done here.
Just do like we said.

Drop off the car, and I'll pick
you up at Terminal Two, all right?

Okay.

****** I'm very worried
about Brooke Hoyt.

- I think she might be...
- Sorry, Allison. It's going to have to wait.

Brooke's mother, Felicia--
they, uh...

They just found her body at
South Mountain Park this morning.

I'm so sorry.

I actually just got off
the phone with Brooke.

I'm meeting her and
Dylan at the city morgue

so that they can make an official
identification of their mother's body.

Did you just say you were
just talking to Brooke?

A park ranger found her at the bottom of
a cliff in a remote area of Pima Canyon.

They figured she slipped and fell during
a walk, but the coroner thinks otherwise.

What do you mean?

There was no blood spatter
where the body landed.

A living person falling from that
height would have popped like a balloon.

Mrs. Hoyt, on the other hand...

What are you telling me? She was already
dead before she went over that cliff?

No. I'm telling you she
was already murdered.

The coroner says she was dead at least
an hour before her body hit those rocks.

That means somebody
took her to that park.

That means somebody
threw her off that cliff.

Probably wanted to make her
death look like an accident

Now, the good news is, they found a few
chunks of skin under Mrs. Hoyt's fingernails,

which would seem to suggest that
she put up a fight before she died.

With any luck, we'll find out who she
was fighting with once we run that DNA.

You know, it's not
polite to stare, Allison.

I can't help it. I had
another dream last night.

Dylan was burying a body in the
desert, only it wasn't his mother.

It was his sister.

That sister?

I don't know. She
looks pretty spry to me.

Look, Joe, this conversation
is kind of tricky for me.

I mean, you know, we're
talking about your sister here.

And I know you love
her, and I love her, too.

But the truth is, she can be exhausting.

No. Believe me, I know.

Yeah, well, I'm tired of always having
to be the adult in the relationship.

I'm tired of having to clean
up messes I didn't make.

Look, the thing is that I know
that she wants to make it work.

I wouldn't be here if I didn't.

She just needs a little nudge, you know?

A gesture or something.

Maybe if you came by the house to
see her, or if you just called her.

You know, I think that's all that it would
take, really, to get her to come home.

Yeah, I'm sure you're right. I'm-I'm
sure that, if I made the effort,

Sara would be perfectly willing to forgive
me for the fact that she walked out on me.

Look, I'm-I'm not trying
to be a hard-ass here,

but she left me, not the
other way around, okay?

Okay.

Would I take her back? Sure.

It's not like I've changed
the locks or anything.

She can come home anytime she wants.

But between you and me, she's put
me through this way too many times.

Your sister digs the drama, Joe.

Me? I'm tired of it.

Sorry. I forgot to get that validated.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Well, it didn't look innocent to me.

It didn't look like hand-holding.
More like hand-caressing.

Well, what are you going to do?

I don't know.

I mean, if Ryan really is cheating, then
why would Dad say that he's being faithful?

Why would he want his daughter to go
back to somebody who's betraying her?

I think I got to tell her what I saw.

I'll take her out to dinner
tomorrow night, and, you know,

get away from the house,
away from the kids, right?

So she doesn't make a scene.

Hello?

We just got a match on the DNA we
found under Felicia Hoyt's fingernails.

Turns out, it belongs
to Harmony Fletcher.

Harmony, Dylan's old fiancée?

Yup.

Seems she got arrested for a DUI a while
back, so her prints and DNA were in the system.

It's a perfect match.

Well, I don't understand. I thought
nobody had heard from Harmony in years.

I thought she left the country.

So did everyone else.

Devalos just spoke with Dylan again.

He swears he's had no contact
with her since she left him.

Says he has no idea why
she'd want to kill his mother.

Of course, Mr. Devalos. If Harmony
contacts me, I'll call you right away.

Thank you.

What did he say?

They identified the DNA
they found on Mom's body.

They think it was Harmony Fletcher.

They've launched a
statewide manhunt for her.

That's a good thing, right?

Actually, I'd say
that's better than good.

I'd say that's fantastic.

I told you it was going to be all right.

She didn't do it.

Harmony Fletcher didn't
kill Felicia Hoyt.

Dylan and Brooke did.

Beg your pardon?

Look, I'm sorry; I know that
Felicia was your friend.

But I'm telling you, something
peculiar is going on with her children.

Last night... I saw them kissing.

On the lips. For a very long time.

I think that they're lovers.

When you say yousaw, you...

Okay, I didn't see it. I dreamt it.

But what if it is true? What if Felicia
found out? What if she confronted them?

Look, I know that the DNA is telling
us that Harmony killed Felicia,

but what if Dylan and Brooke figured out a way to
plant it there so that we would think it was Harmony?

Allison, it's not just the DNA.

Harmony Fletcher confessed
to Felicia's murder.

What do you mean? You found her?

Well, not exactly.

Dylan Hoyt found this on
his doorstep this morning.

It's from Harmony,
confessing to everything.

Harmony Fletcher didn't leave Dylan
at the altar 'cause of cold feet.

She left him 'cause of cold cash.

Apparently, Felicia Hoyt didn't
approve of Dylan's fiancée,

so she offered her
$100, 000 to leave town.

Harmony took it and never looked
back, at least until four days ago.

She'd run out of money.

When Felicia refused to give her
another cent, things got heated.

Harmony hit her over the head
with a crystal paperweight.

When she realized she'd killed her,
she dressed Felicia in hiking clothes,

drove her car to South Mountain Park,
pitched her body over that cliff.

This doesn't make any sense. Why
would she leave this note for Dylan?

And if she did everything that this letter
claims that she did, where is she now?

I think this is a fake.

No, it's real, Allison.

We compared that signature to the one on her
release papers from her DUI arrest a few years back.

It's a perfect match.

What's more, Harmony's fingerprints are all over
that paper, and according to preliminary DNA tests,

her saliva sealed the
envelope it came in.

Rough day, Ally?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, it was.

It was a rough night, too,
now that you mention it.

You want to know why, or are you
already ahead of me on that one?

Well, if you're referring
to the fact that

Sara's husband appears to be giving more than
just dictation to his comely young assistant,

yeah, I guess I'm ahead of you.

Truth be told, I've been
ahead of you all along.

But you got to understand, Ally.

There's a reason that I
haven't been truthful with you.

Sara's pregnant?

Your dad said she's three weeks
along. She doesn't even know yet.

I hate this. So now what? What am I...

I'm just about to take her out to dinner and
tell her that her husband is a cheating bastard.

I have no idea what
I'm supposed to do now.

Your dad really doesn't
want you to have that dinner.

He-He swears that once Sara
learns that she's pregnant,

once she and Ryan realize
they're going to be parents,

that'll go a long way
to fixing their marriage.

That he'll end the affair.

He says... Your dad says
they'll actually be happy.

So he doesn't want me to tell her?

Your father's absolutely convinced that if
Sara finds out that Ryan's been cheating on her,

they'll be a big blowup.

That-That'll be it for them.

They'll do the kind of damage that
can't be undone, baby or no baby.

That's why your father lied to me.

And that's why you can't tell Sara
that Ryan's been cheating on her.

Okay.

Wait, where are you going? You're not
going to say anything to her, are you?

Well, I gotta tell her that
we're not going to dinner.

And the rest of it...

I gotta sleep on it.

Are you really sure that I'm not going to
wind up on some security camera or something?

They tape over that
footage all the time.

Nobody's even going to notice the
car there for weeks. Believe me.

Harmony, it's all going to be
okay, all right? I'm almost done here.

Just do like we said: dump the car, and
I'll pick you up at Terminal Two, all right?

Okay.

We're just a few weeks away
from the midterm elections,

and polling data indicates
that the incumbent Republicans

will be lucky to escape
2006 with their...

What's going on? You okay?

It's nothing. Just a bad dream.

You need to call anyone?

No, it was something that
happened back in 2006.

There's nothing we can do about it now.

I think she's waking up.

Well, hello there.

It's nice to have you back.

You've been unconscious for some time.

You were in a terrible accident.

Now, don't try to speak. We
had to wire your jaw shut.

Now, I'm afraid your internal
injuries are quite serious,

and your facial tissue has been
through some serious trauma.

You nearly lost all
the skin on your face,

and some of the underlying
bone was compromised as well.

But it's going to be okay.
Tell her it's going to be okay.

A team of plastic surgeons is flying in.

They're going to work from
old photographs of you.

It's going to take some time and a number
of operations, but the good news is...

we believe, eventually, you will
look just like your old self.

Now... we have a long road ahead
of us, Brooke. You should rest.

Please, don't try to speak.

Doctor, can I have a
moment with my sister?

Of course.

All right, Harmony, listen to me.
They found you in Brooke's car.

They think you're Brooke.

You know my mom loves Brooke.

If you were Brooke, we'd have
all the money we'd ever need.

I mean, all this-- the accident,
the operations they want to do--

it kind of feels like fate, doesn't it?

Sorry it's so hot in here.

The air-conditioning has been
temperamental the last couple days.

I think it may have finally
given out altogether.

Let me know if you want more.

Not to worry.

So, why are we here? Where is
Dylan? Does he know about this?

Actually, no.

Given his history of involvement with
everyone, we wanted to talk to you first.

We've found Harmony Fletcher.

And what's more, we're virtually certain
that we can prove that she's responsible--

at least in part-- for
the murder of Felicia Hoyt.

You're joking? Where was she?

How did you ever find her?

We didn't have to look very hard.

We know exactly what you did, Harmony.

Were you... were you just talking to me?

- That's crazy.
- We know all about the accident.

All about the reconstructive surgeries.

We know who you really are, Harmony.

You're serious?

It's a hell of a story.

Lucky for us, we can prove it.

What's he doing?

Your fingerprints are on that
glass. DNA from your lips, too.

And I'm fairly certain
that when we test them,

they're going to come back a perfect
match for Harmony Fletcher. Am I wrong?

We know that Dylan killed the
real Brooke three years ago.

They got in a fight about
money. Things got out of hand.

The two of you conspired
to get rid of the body.

The DNA evidence tells us
that you killed Felicia Hoyt.

The one thing we don't know is... why.

And if you're willing to testify about
Dylan's complicity about both these murders,

I'll just think about taking
the death penalty off the table.

Please, feel free to exercise
your right to remain silent,

but you should know that I'm
offering the same deal to Dylan,

so you'll need to decide rather quickly
whether or not you believe your "brother"

will keep quiet if
his life's on the line.

I had to kill Felicia
because of her kidneys.

She need a transplant. She kept pressing me to
get tested to see if I was a compatible donor.

Of course, I couldn't do that.

The test would prove in an instant
that I wasn't really her daughter.

She didn't understand
why I wouldn't help her.

How could her only
daughter just let her die?

It got nasty between us.
She threatened to cut me off.

And you couldn't let that happen.

Harmony Fletcher, you're under
arrest for the murder of Felicia Hoyt.

You have the right to remain silent; anything you say
can and will be used against you in a court of law.

Yeah?

How goes the hunt for
a new place to live?

that's encouraging.

If I, uh, tell you something...

promise not to roll your eyes?

I don't roll my eyes.

You've been rolling
your eyes my whole life.

Well, maybe you should have said something
sooner, 'cause I honestly have no idea that I'm doing it.

I miss my husband.

There, you just did it again.

- Sara...
- I know. It sounds crazy, right?

What... what are you saying?

You saying you suddenly
changed your mind?

You saying you think that he's innocent?

Because, if you do, there's something
that I... I got to tell you.

There's nothing you need to tell me.

I know he's having an affair.

Even have a pretty good
idea who he's having it with.

But I miss him, and I want to go home.

- Well, hold on, just wait a second.
- I don't want to hold on a second.

That's what I want to do.

If he'll have me.

If he'll haveyou?

Get ready to roll those eyes again.

- I cheated on him first, Joe.
- What?

I cheated on him
first. About a year ago.

Last summer. It was at the beach club
during the week, while Ryan was at work.

I never drink during the week,
and I never drink without Ryan.

But it started to rain, and
there was nothing else to do,

and this nice-looking
guy bought me a drink.

Didn't even ask. Just sent it over.

I kind of convinced myself it
was all a big drunken nightmare.

But then, the guy started texting me.

I didn't answer his texts.
I didn't even encourage him.

But Ryan saw one.

Well, say something.

Well, anyway, I'm...

heading home tomorrow morning.

Hopefully, he hasn't changed the locks.

Who knows? Maybe a miracle will happen.

Maybe he'll find a
reason to love me again.

Well, for what it's worth, I have it on pretty
good authority that your key will still let you in.

And believe it or not,
being married to Allison,

I'm learning to buy into this
miracle thing more and more.

It's quite a family
you've married into, huh?

Dad's a liar, sister's a cheater.

I'm starting to think maybe my mom
kills drifters in her spare time.

Well, at least she's home again,
and there's peace for now.

Ariel? Honey, your room's ready!

Hey, you know what? I get to be an uncle.

I mean, if everything that my dad says
is right, I'm going to be an uncle.

- Congratulations, Unc!
- Thank you.

Ariel, you can have your room back!

- I guess I'll be an aunt.
- That's right.

What's all the hollering about?

Honey, can you go tell your sister
in the kitchen that her room's ready?

What are you talking about?

Ariel isn't in the kitchen.

She's not even home from school yet.

What... what are you talking
about? It's after 5:00.

Okay. But she's still
not home from school.

You know, it's Friday. I bet she left
school and went on that ski trip.

- Ariel?
- I have Ashley's number in the kitchen.